A less than innocent writing session

She sat on the bed making her twin braided grey hair bounce a little as well as did her perky breasts. She was in no way an ugly girl, quite the opposite: her frame was very well kept and fitting for the ultimate swordswoman. Her breasts a bit on the larger size, something to need compensating with tight robes to make fighting more fluent.

She did enjoy a good read once in a while, but had not found a good place to write about her own feelings yet. She of course had to keep those a secret, but writing them down was the best way she could pull her mind off of inappropriate things. The name of the book also reminded her of that - it was quite fitting. She was great with a sword and not terrible with a pen, that suited her just well.

She took a pen from her desk and felt suddenly quite hot - young master did look at her just now with that look she so liked. She couldn’t help but blush a little, her hand moved on the paper and wrote down a nice and cute paragraph: “Young master smiled at me with the means to tell me how beautiful I was.” She felt her heart warm up and a little smile grew on her lips, she wrote another: “He wanted to tell it to me, but couldn’t as people were around.”

Peko sighed and closed the book and looked up and tried to capture that warm feeling so dear, but so unreachable to her. She felt her woman-parts move, getting moist. She was alone for now, so she felt comfortable getting a bit risque. She opened the book and to her surprise all the text was gone.

She couldn’t believe it and checked the pages, but found no words. She couldn’t understand it how hard she tried, but just wrote them again and added heart pumping: “Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu wants to have sex with Peko Pekoyama: it was the only truth.” She felt her cheeks burning hot and closed the book and laid down hugging herself and feeling funny inside.

She had always wanted to love her young master, in the way his parents loved each other - sexually, sensually. She recalled the times Mrs Kuzuryu had moaned in pleasure so loud that even she had heard them, she had gotten quite horny on all occasions and even thought about dirty things, thoughts of someday somebody doing similar things to her.

She couldn’t help it. She had to write more and took the note-book, but this time the text had not disappeared, only the first two sentences had, but not the part about having sex. She got a little scared and wrote a cute sentence: “We will be together forever.” She put her finger in between the pages where she wrote it, closed the book and reopened it to only find the sexy sentence left.

Peko had heard of sorcery, but it was all tales, nothing like that could truly exist, right? Then a knock came on her door and she placed the book down on the bed as she went to answer it - she hoped it wasn’t either of those pet animals that were supposedly keeping them there on the island. Peko opened the door to only see the face of her young master.

“P-Peko, I-I don’t know how to tell you this, but… oh, hell, fuck. I want to…” Peko knew they shouldn’t be seen together and was about to bring it up as Fuyuhiko ended his sentence: “I want to fuck you so bad, right now. I don’t know, it just came to me...and…” He turned red and scratched his head. Peko couldn’t believe it and took a step back.

“Y-you must not be well, who was the nurse… uh, Mikan, she might be able to...agh!” Peko felt the touch of his young master on her arm, his hand… “No, I want to fuck you. Do you know what that means? It means I love you to ****, I can’t do this thing anymore, p-please?” Fuyuhiko looked into Peko’s deep red eyes, making Peko breathe heavily. “N-no, this must be manipulation. An enemy trick… somebody has maybe hypnotized you…” Peko tried to make sense of it, but as Fuyuhiko stroked her arm and leaned in for a kiss she couldn’t resist and returned it with passion.

She felt her young master intrude her mouth with his tongue, greedily kissing his taller, inexperienced bodyguard. Peko felt her legs shake, her head get hot, it was happening right now! She had seen an erotic scene in a movie once and knew that taking her clothes off would be most apporpiate.

“I fucking want you, get on that bed… Peko, what the hell have we been waiting for..?” He looked into Peko’s eyes enraptured with the spell - Peko removed her sailor uniform making her black bra and fit stomach show, she felt so very nervous, but determined as well. Her young master aggressively ripped his coat off and ripped his dress shirt open making buttons fly all over the room: Peko couldn’t think anymore and sat on the bed as Fuyuhiko fell above her, grabbing her arm and deeply kissing her while he unbuckled his belt and zipped his pants down.

“M-master, i-is this really, o-ok?” Peko said with the last of her strength, but got no answer as she hoped. She didn’t have to do anything as her young master aligned her on the bed all comfortably and ripped her pantyhose making Peko smile in delight as it seemed so easy to get her young master’s cock now.

Her panties were pulled aside to uncover her wet and ready pussy. Still her skirt on Peko couldn’t see Fuyuhiko’s manly meat, but she didn’t really care as suddenly something made its way inside her.