Yuna had to drink quite a lot of Saka before she was drunk enough to consider taking Kenji up on his offer. She should’ve known the swindler would drink her under the table for the chance to sleep with her.
True to his word, the man could help with one of the two; drink or sleep. They certainly weren’t sleeping as they snuck into a private space on the hill admits some bushes to strip out of their clothes and start fucking. Fortunately Tanka was asleep next to the dim camp fire and Jin had left to recruit the straw hats to his cause, so Yuna didn’t have to worry about anyone stumbling upon her moment of shame and insanity. They were far enough from the road that even a passing Mongal wouldn’t find them.
Kenji didn’t waste any time in enjoying himself, mounting her from behind eagerly humping her thrusting into her tight pussy. It felt like paradise but he knew he needed to be quick before she sobered up enough to see sense. Every thrust could be his last, so he made the most of it. He gripped her hips and fucked her hurriedly, his thin frame slapping against her firm backside making a musical sound that spurred him on.
Shame her grunts clashed with the melody, the young woman refusing to look over her shoulder to have the image of him having sex with her seared into her mind. She even slapped his hand when he tried to sneak a feel of her breasts swaying beneath her. She stared ahead, willing this to be over so she could get some sleep and plan their next move in the morning. As nice as it was to be relieving some stress, she wished she could’ve picked a more attractive option for sex that Kenji.
She gazed through the bushes to the horizon, her eyelids dipping closed letting her mind wander. She found her thoughts wandering to Lord Sakai, that day she found him on the beach of Komoda while looting the dead. When she found him alive she brought him with her and nursed him to health. She saw someone who could help rescue her brother, and she had been right. While she was treating his wounds she had also removed his armor and gotten to see the handsome specimen within. She had to admit a small part of her was attracted to him, even if he was way above her station. A samurai would never entertain having sex with a woman of her stature, she knew this. But she could dream and fantasize. So while Kenji fucked her from behind, she imagined it was Jin who was fucking her, his strong hands on her flesh, his powerful sword thrusting between her legs filling her with his manhood. She let the fantasy take hold and release a lustful moan that was accompanied by an orgasm which relieved all her stress in one go. She smiled to herself. She needed that.
Kenji, naturally, assumed Yuna’s body was reacting to him. He grinned form ear to ear, thrusting into her proudly and ejaculating onto her back. She collapsed forwards in a drunken stupor, falling asleep with a look of contentment on her face. Kenji stumbled forward and fell down beside her, lying against her back passing out from the Saka soon after. He got to dream of their night together until morning, where he woke up and found she had left him behind without a second thought.
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