The war is over and the victorious soldiers are returning home...

"Man, my butt hurts," one of the soldiers riding next to me complained due to our day-long ride back home.

"That’s what she said!" I quipped back to the laughter of the others. I knew what he meant though as my rear end was quite saddle sore as well. "Better than your feet blistering from walking the whole way through."

"Yeah, yeah…" he grumbled back.

It was good to be coming home, but worrisome at the same time. My widowed sister-in-law Natsumi had been in regular correspondence to let us know everything was alright, but after that last message, she got about my being presumed dead none of our messengers had returned. It had been a close call and I had quite the harrowing tale of survival to share with her, yet the fear that a band of the barbarians had slipped past us and ravaged the village was terrifying to the army's morale. If any had gotten by it couldn’t be many, so I requested our small detachment of a half dozen men-at-arms be sent back from the front to make sure everything was alright back home. I'm sure Natsumi would be surprised as hell to see her brother-in-law, not quite as dead as she no doubts expected me to be.

"It sure is quiet," another soldier said as we cantered out of the narrow land bridge pass and into town. The watchtower had been abandoned and it didn’t even look like anyone had been there for months. That was especially worrisome because even if something happened to Natsumi at least Kenji should have been able to light the fire atop of it to warn us from afar, but everything was untouched. Now even with most of the men gone for the war effort, there should still be women moving about and shopping, or talking, but the whole place was completely silent… dead.

"Let’s check out the dojo," I directed, but after a thorough search found it similarly vacant. No signs of fighting or anyone even living there and a decent layer of dust on everything. "What happened here?" I asked rhetorically to myself.

"I see a light!" one of the soldiers called out from outside. We all went to look where he pointed. "The whole of Takahashi Manor is lit up like a carnival." It sure was. In fact, that was the only activity anywhere as even a cursory search of other buildings yielded a similar state of dereliction.

"Stay alert," I instructed my squad. "Expect anything. Form up on me!" Having already escaped **** more often than any man deserved to in a lifetime I readied my spear and shield before proceeding up the hill with the rest following me in combat formation. If this was a trap we’d be ready for it. No one attacked us, yet as we walked into the entry gardens of the house that was to have been mine once I married Setsuko I was shocked by what I saw.

Dozens of women, old and young, frolicking naked in the koi pond with the few men that had been messengers. I have to say that of everything I was prepared for, this had never been on my list.

"Hey, Shinji, come on in. The water’s great and so are the girls!" called out one guy upon seeing me. He literally had two girls between his thighs, each one licking one side of his dick at the same time. With that pink hair, I think one of them was my first fling Yuki, while the other dark haired girl looked to be Kenji’s cute kid sister Kouki.

"What the fuck?" I murmured, but the other guys dropped their guard and went walking right in, quickly getting naked as the nearest women gave out catcalls and bounced their wet tits, all calling for the men to join them as well. To my shame, I too was lulled into complacency by the playfully arousing scene. My weapon was taken from my hand by a lovely dark-skinned older woman without even a word as I was riveted by her large dark nipples. So too was my shield when another lady, one who had been my teacher when I was just a lad, met me unashamed and kissed my cheek before sliding to my side for a welcome, yet still surprising kiss.

I heard a familiar sweet voice ask, "Having fun?"

"Yeah!" I said enthusiastically, then felt my stomach plummet as I saw Setsuko, similarly gloriously naked. "No!" I pushed the other women away, but they just laughed. "Setsuko, it’s not what you think!" I said, knowing it totally was.

She sauntered up to me and ran her hands down my chest. "I think you’ve returned from a long… lonely war and need to… relax." Her hands pulled down my pants and I stood helplessly intoxicated by her new sexually forward persona. "Let me help." Then before I could think she latched her wonderful mouth around my knob and started sucking gently as she caressed my balls.

Now it’d been a long time since I could properly wank off since I’d been bunking with a dozen guys for about a year now, and to be honest my first and only other experience with Yuki was over kind of fast, so I don’t consider the fact that I started cuming in mere moments to be a true sign of weakness. It could happen to anyone! Maybe the fact I was nearly in tears because she made me feel so good was a negative, but I just couldn’t help it.

<Pathetic!> Azami growled as she strode out onto her back porch to look down on me and the other men all being similarly sucked or fucked by the women of the town. <Is this truly the best men this land has to offer? My **** can last longer and had a much bigger dick.> Azami was wearing a very sexy see-through silk gown, though looked to have put on a little weight from what I could remember of her. I wanted to speak up to defend myself, but her daughter was still sucking at my tender shriveling prick, driving me crazy.

<****!> Azami said and clapped her hands, and a small leather-clad individual with a mask covering his face appeared at her side. <I’ve changed my mind. You may impregnate my daughter after all.> He nodded and wordlessly walked up behind her. And worse yet she raised her ass up in the air to ready herself for him!

"What? No!" I whimpered instead of yelling as I wanted to. Something strange was happening as Setsuko sucked my limp member making me unable to move from the deliriously wonderful sensations that weakening my every limb.

<Oh, yes!> Azami strode past her **** as he pulled down his leather waistband to reveal a dick that was easily twice the size of mine. <Kenji here may have been a clumsy, baka, loser in the real world, but he’s proven quite the stud since I took over this town.>

"Kenji?" I gasped, not believing it to be possible. What was going on? Setsuko gasped around my penis as the leather-clad Kenji clearly just entered Setsuko from behind. She renewed her work trying to get me hard again and just watching her get fucked by that little dork behind her somehow did the trick as my strength slowly returned.

<Yes, who’d have thought> Azami said and rubbed her stomach. <I mean he’s knocked up me and half these women, even his own sister by the time the first messenger arrived.> I looked up at her and could see now that her belly was a little larger with baby weight, maybe only just starting to show. Then my eyes wandered around to the other women and I could see the slight pudge in many of them. <I’d withheld Setsuko’s virginity, thinking about how wonderfully strong and fierce my spawn would be with a more heroic father, but I guess that was just a waste.>

"You mean he just?" I gasped, barely able to follow what she was saying as Setsuko was now sucking me back and forth in the rhythm of Kenji fucking her from behind.

<Yes, my stud **** Kenji just broke her hymen and stole her virginity away from you,> Azami taunted me, yet still, I couldn’t do more than sit there and enjoy my fiancé's mouth sucking me off as she got fucked by another man. I just couldn’t take it and started cuming again, filling up her gullet all over again with pleasure and humiliation. <See? You are weak!> Azami said disgusted down at me. <Setsuko, give him back his pitiful essence.>

I didn’t understand what she meant, but her daughter clearly did. She crawled forward, careful not to lose her connection with her lover, and pushed me down into the grass on her lawn as she mounted me. I looked up into her beautiful blue eyes and wanted to apologize, but then she kissed me. I was overjoyed for just a split moment, but then I understood what Azami had instructed her to do. Her tongue invaded my mouth and **** my gobs of salty goo inside with it.

I gagged a little, but couldn’t resist getting her lips to mine so I swallowed it all, every salty drop, just as fast as she regurgitated it into my mouth. I couldn’t resist and found myself loving every second of it. I would have kissed her forever if she didn’t break away shivering as she came from Kenji’s relentless pounding he was giving her cunt. Only her own orgasm made him stop.

Then she opened her eyes and whispered happily down to me, "He’s cuming inside me." Somehow I couldn’t be mad anymore. Instead, I was happy and I returned to kissing the woman who should have been my wife upon my return. Somehow none of that mattered anymore.