088. Grab Hazuka.

Hazuka clearly wasn't expecting me to grab her arm and shrieked with surprise as I lifted her from the ground onto my lap. Given that she was outright stunned when I forced her face up to mine and stole a kiss from her. The fact she was stunned was probably the only reason she didn't slap me.

"Why did you do that?" she asked speaking loud enough to be heard over the cheering crowd around us after I let her push me back.

"It just felt right," I said suddenly ashamed of myself. I had used her as if I was no better than Shinji, though I didn't want to tell her that.

She didn't press the issue, but just allowed me to carry her through the rest of the parade. Shinji, Setsuko, and Mister Takahashi all kept riding up the hill towards Takahashi manor, but Hazuka gestured for me back to her home and brought me inside after I tired up the house.

I was going to apologize for being so forward with her, but it was my turn to be stunned by a kiss. This one was much nicer and lasted quite a while as I absorbed the wonderful feeling of her soft lips on mine and her tongue playfully dancing with mine, first in my mouth, then hers as I became bolder. Then, without warning, she pulled away.

"You've got to tell me everything!" Hazuka said and sat me down in a chair across from her at her dining table. I couldn't refuse to hope that my tale of heroism would bring her back into my arms. I didn't tell her everything, leaving out my acquisition of three slave girls as well as just glossing over Shinji's unfaithfulness, though I'm sure she understood even without all the vivid details. Then she asked me a question I wasn't expecting.

"Think you could get us into the wedding party that's probably going on right now?" Hazuka asked with puppy eyes while simultaneously pressing her boobs together with her arms.

"I guess," I responded confused. "But why don't we just..."

"Great!" she ignored my question and went to grab a fancy outfit from a closet. "This will be perfect!" Then without even thinking about me being in the room with her, she disrobed from her current dress. Quickly I spun around to point my back at her, but I don't even think she comprehended my chivalrous act.

I stood there uncomfortably, trying to come up with something to say, but nothing came to mind. I'm sure that I would have gotten up the courage eventually, but way before I could Hazuka was changed and grabbed my arm. "Quickly, before all the good seats are taken!" Hazuka looked great in her formal kimono for as little as I got the chance to look at her.

In moments she was dragging me up the street in the setting sun. It sure was pretty getting red over the water today, though being so close to a sexy girl like Hazuka made it that much better. I would have been happy then skipping the wedding completely, but strangely Hazuka was excited about it, so I just played along.

"Welcome my boy. Welcome!" Mister Takahashi greeted us loudly as we approached. "And who is this beauty? She is a vision! I am so jealous. Tell me, pretty girl, are you the one that this hero has kept his purity for? I must know how he resisted those nubile slave girls!"

Hazuka giggled cutely, but it was Azami who responded. "Are you saying you DIDN'T resist them?" she asked her much older husband suspiciously.

"What?" he asked, eyes going wide. "No, I mean... Of course, I did, but I remember what it was like to be his age, pouncing on everything with tits and..." He tried to play it cool, but that only got him in more trouble.

Azami folded her arms over her own impressive rack. "I thought you said the only other woman you ever slept with before me, was your first wife before she passed?"

The old man started to panic, "Yes! That's right. I meant I wanted to, not that I would ever be unfaithful. Just like Kenji here, right my boy?" He continued rambling, but we excused ourselves and entered their home along with the other guests who'd arrived behind us leaving them to their squabble.

"This will be perfect!" Hazuka hissed under her breath, clearly more to herself than to me.

"Damn it, Hazuka," I whisper growled out of the side of my mouth. "What are you planning?"

She only gave me a wicked grin then turned to face someone else. "Natsumi! You must be so proud to see your little brother greeting married." If Natsumi ever smiled I would have thought it would have been here at Shinji's wedding, but clearly coming face to face with Hazuka was enough to stop me from ever seeing it. Before she could say anything though, I realized what my part was in this. "Did you hear? Kenji single-handedly killed the barbarian king and ended the war?"

"So they say," she said, suddenly diverted from keeping her shrewd gave on Hazuka and focusing on me instead. "Tell me Kenji, did you steal my family’s ancestral sword for fame and glory?"

"Well, you see…" I scratched my head uncomfortable with how badly this appeared. She should have been happy her husband’s murderers were punished. "It was all part of a dream I had. Like it was my destiny… or something."

"Fascinating!" Hazuka gasped. "Oh, excuse me I have to use the little girl's room." Then she disappeared.

"Destiny, huh?" Natsumi grunted, and I wished I could also get away. I spend another twenty minutes deflecting her questions about what had happened until the bride and groom arrived and the speeches started. With her Shinji starting off honoring me, however briefly for ending the war he spent a long time thanking her for all her support and love as the best sister-in-law a guy could have. That finally allowed me to duck out the back to begin searching for Hazuka, but I had a good idea of where she’d be. Predictably I found her in Setsuko’s room trying on all her jewelry.

"What are you doing?" I hissed trying to be quiet.

"Using this golden opportunity," she smirked at me into Setsuko’s large mirror, still modeling the jewelry without turning to face me. Then she took off her current pair of earrings and pocketed them before putting on another pair.

"Great," I grumbled, peeking back out the door which I kept cracked open so I could keep a lookout. "You’re going to get us in trouble. I’ll probably lose a hand and I didn’t even do anything!"

"Well, then I guess it’s time to make it worth it for you," Hazuka said and grabbed my hand, pulling me over to her stool. She looked up at me with her painted face and heavy eye shadow, still wearing a pair of long dangling gold earrings that looked more like wind chimes as she unbuckled my pants.

"Hazuka…" I groaned, feeling good, but figuring she was just teasing me like usual, but then she pulled out my cock and started kissing it tenderly. "What are you doing?" I gasped enjoying the wonderful feelings tingling my rod and coursing through my whole body.

"Rewarding you," was all she said before opening her lips and letting my little man slide inside. Fuck it was so hot and wet! I couldn’t believe this was really happening! Of all the times I’d imagined and yearned for this moment I almost couldn’t believe it was finally here and it was wonderful. I gazed down on this beautiful raven-haired woman that I’d literally loved since the first time I’d meet her, my first real crush, and almost laughed at how she was streaking her lipstick all over my cock, mostly forming a pink circle right around the lower part of my shaft where she stopped before backing up and retaking me.

Over and over she bobbed and sucked, and I could feel the tightening in my balls with every wonderful repetition, but then I saw something. In the mirror behind her, just on the corner was the cracked open door and there was Setsuko silently watching us. She had been my second great crush, rich and gorgeous, and I thought for sure she was going to burst in and stop our fun since we were in her bedroom. She wasn’t looking at my face though, but at Hazuka sucking down my pecker, and she was smiling.

I was reaching my limit rapidly through all this tension. So when she brought her own finger up to her smiling mouth and sucked it inside just as she finally looked at me in the eye, I lost it. I instinctively grabbed the back of Hazuka’s head and pulled her close to jam my cock deep down her throat. My eyes clamped shut and all I knew was a perfect pleasure as I convulsed a torrent of semen straight into her stomach.

It didn’t last long, however. Hazuka gagged after the first two jets basted her tonsils and pushed me back hard causing the third shot to squirt her right in the eye as I sprung free.

"Ga!" she shrieked grabbed a washcloth as I landed against Setsuko’s bed with the rest of my sputtering jizz uselessly splattering onto the hardwood floor.

"Sorry," I groaned, then looked over to see the doorway empty. Setsuko must have left and I wondered why she didn’t expose us.

"Just warn me before you cum next time okay?" she sighed as she cleaned up her face and stood to leave.

"Next time?" I chuckled suggestively. She scowled at me, but gave me a wry smile to let me know that door really was open, though tossed the cum rag at me and left without another word. I cleaned up the rest of my mess with it and chucked the soiled cloth into Setsuko’s clothes hamper before returning to the party myself.

Luckily the night was almost over by then, though Hazuka did make a lovely dinner guest the rest of the party, being cute and on my arm the whole time. Yet every time I looked at Setsuko she was looking back at me, and while not smiling exactly, I could tell by the look in her eye she was plotting something. That got me a little worried, but as long as she didn’t make a scene I would just have to accept whatever it was.

"So goodnight dear friends, and thank you for attending our engagement party," Shinji announced as he was preparing to dismiss everyone. "We look forward to seeing all of you tomorrow when Setsuko and I formally wed…" Then Setsuko tugged on his sleeve and whispered something to him. "Oh, er, yeah… Yes, of course, my love," he answered, though I could tell his heart wasn’t in it to whatever he was agreeing to. Then he looked around and spotted me. "Kenji! Come on up."

Worried now I had no choice. I stood, all eyes on me, and joined him before the head table. "My lovely bride has requested the ancient tradition of a guardian of her virtue for the night before our wedding. And who better than the hero of the town, Kenji Matsumoto!" The whole crowd clapped politely for me, but I knew I had just been roped into this because of what happened before. I accepted graciously and soon the guests were all leaving. Hazuka kissed my cheek and congratulated Setsuko again as I stood to her other side as the three of us bid farewell to all the attendees. Only Natsumi gave me an evil look, but she too left since this was clearly Shinji’s wish.

"Come, Kenji," Setsuko said playfully as if I were her dog being called to heel. "I am going to retire now."

I turned to follow, but Shinji grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear, "Touch her, and I’ll kill you." Then as if that never happened he more loudly laughed, "Good one. Now you keep her safe and I’ll see you in the morning, my love." He waved to his bride-to-be and walked away as jovial as could be. I shouldn’t have been scared of him given what I had done to our enemies, but he’s always been bigger than me, still was, and had bullied me my whole life. So in spite of being a heroic wizard with a sword, I was intimidated. It was just my normal reflex.

After padding down the hall, following Setsuko back to her room, I turned my back to it and stood outside the door while she went in. I was hoping that would be the end of it and I’d be in for a long night playing her guard, but about an hour later she opened the door. "Kenji, could you help me with something in here a moment?"

"No, I don’t think I can," was all I said without turning around to look at her, trying to fight down the butterflies in my stomach at what she might want. I knew if I looked at her I’d do anything she asked for, and while I knew Hazuka might not be officially my girlfriend yet, we had shared something special and I didn’t want to do anything that would ruin it.

"I just…" she said, pausing slightly. I hope I didn’t upset her, but then we both stopped as I heard a muffled scream from somewhere nearby. "Did you hear that?" Setsuko asked.

"Yeah," I said softly now worried. Only now did I turn to look at her, and she was just as beautiful as I feared in her short-cropped virginal white nighty that only just covered her tits and crotch. "You stay here. I’ll go check it out."

"No, you're my guardian for tonight," she said and grabbed my arm to her bosom. "I’ll stay close," she added as if that was what was worrying me.

I groaned and tried not to let my growing cock show as I turned away from her. "Fine," I grumbled and gently pulled my arm free. "I think it came from this way," I gestured down the hall. Many guests had spent the night in the large household which had easily a dozen bedrooms and even more for the servants that this house hadn’t seen in a year or more likely decades. My family had once been very wealthy, even richer than Mister Takahashi until my father squandered it all on saki and whores.

We got to an intersection with one hallway leading to the guest rooms and that’s when we heard another, much quieter cry, almost a squeal really, clearly from a young girl somewhere down that direction, so we continued down it to investigate. It didn’t take long before we reached a door where there were clearly sounds of exertion coming from, and even though I’d never heard it before it didn’t take a genius to realize they were the sounds of a couple having sex.

I was embarrassed once I determined the cause of the sounds and had just turned around to tell Setsuko it was nothing to worry about when I saw her face was bleached white in horror. "That’s Shinji’s room," she gasped out, not even loud enough to hear correctly, but by the light of the candle she held, I could read it on her lips. The pit of my stomach fell and I knew then that for her honor I had to confront him. This was the night before they were to be married and he was cheating on her. I steeled my resolve and gently slid open the door.

We didn’t need her candle to see inside as there were at least a dozen lit all around the room, and there was 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.

"I’m almost there," 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, "Shut the fuck up, you stupid cow." 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.