087. May you have lots of beautiful babies!

Setsuko blushed fiercely, but the whole room laughed and repeated my cheers, Shinji most loudly of all to his bride to be. As the party went on I laughed at jokes, danced with many pretty women and even a few girls, and stuffed myself with wonderful food and drink. Probably a bit more than I should, but I didn’t lose control of myself again. By the time the night was out everyone was fat, happy, and tired. I began thinking about finally going home and finding my bed when Shinji stopped me, able to speak privately now that the party was breaking up.

"Great toast, man," he laughed. "Tomorrow afternoon I’ll get right on that if you know what I mean? Eh!" I groaned remembering my words while he approvingly elbowed my chest with a corny wink and a nod. I knew I'd have to get up early still to attend the ceremony as well as stand for hours while I watch my lucky friend recite his lines as he tied the knot with the ravishing woman of my dreams. I’d put up with that too if I got to be the one in bed with her that night, or afternoon as he said, but I wasn’t looking forward to doing it with knowing I really got nothing for it.

"Kenji," Shinji said getting all serious, which was totally unlike him, "I have one last favor to ask of you."

I wanted to groan and tell him 'no', but I just couldn’t. He’d walked all over me as a bully my whole life, so I just stupidly said, "Sure Shinji, anything."

"There’s an old tradition where the best man guards the sanctity of the bride-to-be the night before the wedding, to keep her safe." I’d heard of that, but that was usually for royalty because of how many brides to clan lords were kidnapped by rivals for ransom. Not really an issue nowadays, but Shinji still thought this was the way to go for some reason. "I need you to sit up outside Setsuko’s tonight and guard her."

I was dead tired and more than slightly drunk, but obviously, Shinji had had even more than I did, because as stupid as this was he seemed to think it was a good idea. And of course, like an idiot, I went along with it. "Sure Shinji."

"All right, Kenji! My main man!" he shouted happily and shook my hand before taking off back to mingle with other guests and his fiancée. He’d be staying the night here as well, sleeping in a room just around a corner and down the hall, but I grabbed a chair and took it to the entrance of Setsuko’s bedroom and plopped down onto it. This was going to be a long night.

Not long after Setsuko came to enter her room for the night and seemed to take pity on me, seeing right through my facade of trying to put on a happy face. "I’m so sorry Shinji asked you to do this Kenji."

"Hey," I smiled. "It’s not every day you get married right?"

"Yes, well…" she seemed at a loss for words. Then she blushed again and said, "Thank you," before entering her room and closing the door behind her.

I sat up for at least the next hour into the night as everyone left for home and bed, regretting I hadn’t done the same a little quicker. Setsuko wasn’t in any danger. Why did I agree to this? Man, my back and head hurt and I could barely keep my eyes open. How much longer until morning? It couldn’t come quick enough. Then the door behind me opened and I shook the sleep from my head to spin around to face Setsuko.

"Kenji?" Setsuko asked though she sounded scared and hesitant, just her face visible through the crack of the door.

"What is it?" I asked in a whisper to match hers.

"Can you…" she started, but then stopped before starting again. "Could you please help me with something?" And then after a pause since I still hadn’t moved, "In here."

"Um…" I gulped. I’d never been in Setsuko’s bedroom, and to think she wanted me in there now of all times had to mean it was important. "Alright," I said softly and she opened the door to let me in.

It was a beautiful room that was about the size of my house. A giant four-poster bed that so far looked unslept in, with her bridal gown laid out upon one side that still left room enough for us to sit down on as she indicated with a gentle pat on the mattress. She looked beautiful even with her hair all up in rollers to curl it for her big day tomorrow and wearing creamy off-white bra and panties that were distinguishable through her sheer white silk nighty.

Sleep was the farthest thing from my mind now, as seeing her like this, at the dead of night, in her bedroom, on the eve of her wedding night; it was like the biggest splash of cold water I’d ever had dumped over me, and already my cock was trying to leap out of my pants. I sat down next to her with my hands on my lap to conceal it, and thankfully she just kept eye contact with me. I struggled to do the same and not let my eyes wander down to her marvelously presented bosom, but it was difficult with her so close to me as I waited for her to speak.

"Kenji, I…" Setsuko began and I could tell she was nervous. This was a new side of her I’d never seen before as she was always very self-confident, as was her asking for instead of demanding things from me now that I thought about it. Normally she’d just order me around and I’d jump, so her asking for me to do something was definitely strange, to say the least. Once she cleared her mind she started again.

"Yuki is probably my best friend," she began and this was no surprise to me. "And she told me that if I want to keep a happy husband then I need to learn how to please him."

"Yeah…" I said having some slight confusion over where this was going and how I could help.

"So anyway," she continued smiling cutely and though there was only one lit candle in the room I could tell she was blushing again, "she gave me some tips and said I should get some practice so I don’t embarrass myself." Then she looked at me and said words that I’d always wanted to hear, yet never actually thought I would, and even if I did, never in a million years would it have been like this. "Kenji… I want to suck your cock."

I blinked, thinking I’d fallen asleep and was somehow dreaming this. That had to be it. There was no way she just asked what I think she did. "Um…" I said as she looked at me innocently and expectantly. What did she really say? "What?" I asked, figuring I must have misheard her in my delusional drunken dream state.

She blushed even more, but then explained. "Yuki said it’s a skill that takes practice, and mother always says that a first impression is very important, and since there is really no one else to ask…" she started rambling.

"Yeah," I agreed. "Sure! Of course!" I emphasized to make sure she understood.

"Really?" she said and her eyes went wide as she smiled as I’d just given her the best present in the world.

"Sure I mean…" I nodded, still unsure of what I’d really just agreed to since she couldn’t really mean… Then she dropped to the floor on her knees and went for the crotch of my pants. ‘Holy Shit!' I thought to myself as she actually exposed my suddenly half-erect and growing penis and promptly sucked the swollen head in between her gorgeous red full lips.

My brain was going crazy. I was stuck between ‘This can’t be happening!' and ‘Fuck this is awesome!' as her mouth worked up and down my shaft, starting off by being able to take my whole rubbery dick inside her warm caressing mouth, but the more she worked me up the more I grew.

"Ah, it's getting bigger!" she said with amazement before lightly kissing my swollen head with her lips and lashing all about with her tongue. After less than a minute of this I was not only fully hard, but throbbing away and bigger than I ever remember getting before. She could only fit the top half in her mouth now before gagging and then backed off letting me go as she looked up with trepidation to ask, "Am I doing it right?"

"You are doing a fine job," I grinned stupidly, and with a smile, she went back to sucking. Oh, fuck she is gonna make Shinji a happy husband, but for now, she was still single so I explained away to myself that this wasn’t really cheating. But then to soothe my guilt I figured I’d better at least help out and give her some tips to perfect her technique… for Shinji’s sake, of course.

"That’s wonderful," I complimented again then added my critique, "Now just take your hand and squeeze around the base of my shaft." She did so and it felt okay. "A little harder," I suggested, and then her grip tightened. Oh yeah! "And pump it up and down while you suck." Oh, fucking hell yes!

In no time I knew I was reaching my limit so I better give her one last piece of advice. I was losing control of my ability to think and speak "I’m gonna cum soon… and, oh fuck… you might not like…uh, the taste, but… but a proper wife always… shows her husband that he is wonderful." Any second... "So when I cum just stop moving and you must not spit it out and once I’m done you should show your husband what a good job you did." Almost there…. "You will stick out your tongue and show him your work, and then happily swallow it like it was the best meal you ever had." Here it comes. "You got all that?"

Setsuko didn’t answer other than maybe a hum into my cock as she kept bobbing her head and hand over my throbbing shaft, and then it was too late. "Oh fuck, here it comes… I’m cuming!" I grunted and then started ejaculating into her mouth. She gagged for only a second as she stopped blowing me and just milked me with her hand, juicing me out into her mouth as I coated her hot soft tongue with layer after layer of my spooge. It was a glorious feeling, and then when she had worked out every last drop and my cock was already shrinking back out of her she opened up and stuck out her tongue to show me my load just as I’d instructed.

My white goo coated her tongue like frosting on a cake, and after I was able to appreciate its beauty she closed her mouth and moaned like she savored every gulp. I’m sure it was thick going down as she swallowed at least three times before she smiled and again stuck out her tongue, this time to show me that it was mostly clean of sperm before she asked, "So, I did a good job?"

"Holy fuck, you did an excellent job!" I groaned, and then unable to stop myself I added, "If you weren’t marrying Shinji I’d…" That was when I caught myself. We both did. There was complete silence as I looked away from her, shocked at what I’d been about to say, and she was blushing again as she stood up and turned away from me. That was when I heard the scream in the uncomfortable silence.

Setsuko turned to look back at me with worry, "Did you hear that?"

"Yeah," I said standing up and securing my pants as I quickly moved to the door. "I’ll go check it out." I walked out and looked around, not hearing or seeing anything now.

Nervously I walked down the hall and only then noticed Setsuko, still in her nighty, was sneaking behind me. ‘Go back' I overemphasized my mouthed the words without making a sound as I waved at her to return to her room.

But she just mouthed back, ‘No.' With a roll of my eyes I gritted my teeth and hoped there was nothing to actually worry about as I snuck down the hall in the dead of night with the half-naked bride-to-be of another man behind me.

I looked about at the intersection of the long hallways and then heard something so crept closer to a door. Wait… This was the guest room Shinji was sleeping in. Thinking I might have imagined it I stopped again, but then I heard a woman’s cry again and looked at Setsuko. She’d heard it too. Well nothing to do now but look, and with that, I eased the door open just an inch.

At least a dozen candles were lit all around the room allowing us to clearly see Shinji, his well-muscled and naked backside glistened with sweat as he relentlessly pounded the rear end of a thin girl on her hands and knees before him. She kept groaning and gasping, sometimes loudly squealing with pleasure like a stuck pig as they rutted and I could I couldn’t do anything, but watch for a long silent moment. I wanted to go in and scold him for cheating on Setsuko, but I also was entranced by the sheer sexy beauty of the scene. It wasn’t until she lifted her head up from the pillow that she’d been using to somewhat muffle her erotic cries that I realized who it was he was fucking.

"Slow down, please, just…" Kouki cried out to her lover, not realizing she was being watched by her brother and lover’s fiancée.

Shinji forcefully shoved her face back down into the pillow and growled, "Fuckin' shut it, you dumb shit." Then redoubled the speed of his thrusts to the sounds of their hips smacking together like wet applause.

At that moment something in my head ripped in two. Part of me wanted to do nothing more than go in there and rip Shinji’s head off for hurting my sister, and the other part of me wanted to do the same thing, only so that I could go in and fuck my slut of a half-sister. The throbbing bulge in my pants was undeniable, no matter how perverse it was to be turned on my own kin with such improper thoughts.

I was just about to move in and strangle the bastard when I saw Setsuko again and that stopped me for half a moment. Her own gaze was riveted as mine had been to the young couple, but she had one hand pushed down between her legs gently rubbing up and down her crotch through the thin silky fabric of her nightgown. I don't even think she realized she was doing it either, so lost in the spectacle that was on display before us. That moment’s pause from my jealous rage gave me… other ideas.