089. Grab Yuki.

As I looked down at the three girls Yuki visibly curled her shoulders in, using her arms to press her tits together as she bent over just a bit in my direction. This of course lets me get a great view of her cleavage down the top of her dress. With the added wink she gave me I knew this was no accident. I stupidly stopped my horse just to keep looking, but after a confused shout from Mister Takahashi by my sudden stop, I knew I had to keep going. I took a gamble and extended my hand down to her.

With a playful giggle, my heart leaped as she took it and practically flew up into my lap. Then before I could react she quickly kissed my cheek before excitedly turning to wedge herself into the front of my saddle making it a tight fit on me, but luckily I was much smaller of build than the average soldier that it was made for. She went out of control waving to the crowd as we continued to parade through town.

With one hand I guided my horse along the parade route, but with the other, I held the tall slim girl tightly in place on my lap and enjoyed the feeling of her firm ass pressed right into my groin. My awareness of everyone and everything else dulled as my constrained erection grew, pressing up from my pants into her rear. I don’t know why it never occurred to me that she would be able to feel it, but I was simply lost in the wonderful feeling of her grinding into my hard-on with the bouncing motion of the cantering horse.

Then Yuki twisted to smile back at me and leaned back into my chest to bring her lips to my ear, not really whispering, but speaking loud enough to hear her over the cheering crowd. "Why don’t you take me home and let me give you a proper hero’s homecoming celebration." She smiled at me and my heart raced. I didn’t waste any time and instead of following the southerly procession up the hill to Takahashi manor and the massive hero’s feast that was no doubt awaiting us there, I snapped the reigns to turn for the path that led east to towards her farm.

The crowd parted for us and while the wild loud crowd fell behind us Yuki just laughed as the horse quickly sped up to a trot to arrive at her home. I almost regretted doing that as I helped her disembark from my lap and away from my erection that had happily snuggled up between her butt cheeks as well as down from the steed. "Stable your stallion in the barn and then come inside," Yuki said with a strangely intoxicating voice that spurred me to action. With alacrity I followed her instructions, guiding my horse into a stall, and then struggled not to just outright run back to her home. I must have looked pretty foolish half walking, half running as I sped towards her front door.

"Okay, Yuki, I…" I announced as I entered her home. I’d been there before when I was much younger. It wasn’t large, just two rooms much like my own hovel, but this was bigger. Her grandmother’s room had its door closed, but the main room was half bedroom with a large goose down stuffed bed on one side of the room, with a large kitchen area and table on the other side. Between them a giant thick rug before a massive fireplace they almost always kept going even into summer to cook their meals. Sometimes it kept the place insufferably hot, but in the winter it was always warm and comfortable.

Right at that moment, the fire was blazing away modestly, though clearly just having been stoked with several fresh logs having been added. It would definitely be warm in here soon, and if Yuki hadn’t been standing there completely nude I might have complained it was too hot. Too hot was clearly exactly the mood she was looking to set. The warm orange light flickered all over her supple pink skin casting shadows dancing excitedly around her every curve. My gaze lustily locked onto her pert nipples and the amazing valley of her cleavage trying to burn this picture into my brain for all time. Then unable to resist it traveled down her trim belly to her lightly curled bush, and further down her stork-like legs to her tiny cute wiggling toes. My eyes then raced back up to make sure those treasures hadn’t disappeared and appreciate them all over again before glimpsing her smug smiling face.

"Welcome home, hero…" she said in a sly voice and held her hands up to take my nervous hands in hers. I couldn’t believe it, but she lifted them to press right into her soft mounds, their hard-capped peaks pressing into my palms. "You can touch me anywhere you like," she explained, and then to make her point she snaked her hands down the front of my pants to gently caress my rock-hard schlong. "Anywhere with anything, just tell me how to make you feel good."

My mind was officially blown. I’d never have imagined anything like this could ever possibly happen and now that it was I had no idea what to say. "More of that…" was all I could gasp, as my dick swelled in her touch and I went wild gripping and squeezing her titties mercilessly. They were so warm and squishy with those firm bumps atop of them that I was mesmerized playing with them while she began undressing me as she stroked my throbbing manhood.

"Oh, Kenji, you got really a big one here," Yuki said appreciatively. My head swelled as my ego paraded at the thrill of being on the cusp of losing my virginity. Wait, has she seen more than mine? How many guys has she… "I want to taste it," Yuki said and dropped to her knees before me and extended her tongue to trace little patterns on my shaft and up to my sticky pre-cum leaking pee hole. That threw any thoughts other than pure pleasure out of my head and I reflexively pulled on the back of her head to force her closer to me.

She didn’t argue or resist, letting my knobby head pierce her lips and invade into her mouth. She giggled and latched on to suck me up and in seconds her mouth had me feeling so go I couldn’t resist the pleasure any further. My balls clenched and with a thrust, I rammed her head down onto my shaft as I exploded my long pent up load against her tonsils. I don’t know if she expected me to cum so soon, but she didn’t resist until my cum spattered her throat and she started to gag. She coughed up my cock and found the strength to pull away after my third spasm coated her tongue as she fell to all fours, retching me out while my last few sputtering salty discharges joined their brothers on her wooden floor.

"Yuki, I’m sorry!" I gasped once I could think again. My instincts said that must have tasted awful and I felt so bad at inflicting that pain upon her, doubly so for how guiltily good it had felt

She held up a hand and I helped her up to her feet. "It’s okay," she gasped wiping the back of her hand at her watery eyes. "It actually wasn’t bad, just you shot it so hard at the back of my throat. It almost caused me to puke, but really it’s okay. Really." As if to make her point, she licked up a long salty white cum drop that was trying to escape out of the corner of her mouth. "It’s so salty and wonderfully warm," she smiled and then went to sucking clean her fingers which had caught some of my load. I was stunned and couldn’t look away as she leisurely enjoyed devouring every little drop.

Speechlessness and amazed I just watching her tongue and lips suck up every last bit of my jizz when suddenly she jumped up. "Crap! It’s already sunset!" My brain was still so drained I didn’t understand why that mattered one bit or why she was freaking out over it. "The wedding feast!" I was still lost, but something about those words sounded familiar. "For Shinji and Setsuko!"

"Right…" I nodded still not caring much. That was supposed to be tonight and I’d forgotten all about it until now, but all I wanted to do now was lay down and sleep.

"Get dressed and hurry!" Yuki annoyingly insisted. "You’re supposed to be the guest of honor!" Was I? I guess I remember Shinji saying something about that now. I tried to say I didn’t care, but when Yuki got on her knees before me again to help me get my pants back on, I just couldn’t resist watching her naked body jiggle before me. I held still as she dressed me with a smile, and then in a blur, she threw her own dress on quickly as I just dumbly watched her with similar enjoyment. She laughed and pulled me up from her bed, practically dragging me out the door.

All the way up the hill I couldn’t keep my hands from wandering to Yuki’s hips and then her ass, and while she laughed and seemed to enjoy it she still squirmed away and kept telling me, "Later if you are good."

"But I wanna be bad," I complained pinching her tush yet again. Playfully she slapped my hand away and sped up to a skip to make me chase her up to the Takahashi manor. Only once I was there, surrounded by the throng of people, all eating and celebrating the impending marriage of the famous couple, did I realized how hungry I was.

I regretfully was parted from Yuki to join my place at the head table and was just starting to devour a good-sized chicken when Setsuko, all dolled up in one of her finest gowns and her hair all done up, leaned down to my ear and asked, "She really worked up your appetite, didn’t she?"

I blinked and looked back at Setsuko, trying to come up with some kind of denial, but then I saw Yuki, across the room, talking with Hazuka and my sister and I couldn’t deny it. "I guess," was all I said with a love-struck smile that I was sure broadcast how deliriously happy I was. There were speeches and I was able to eat, but still, I couldn’t help but continue to stare at Yuki. I was sure now that was in love, but really couldn’t think of anything other than her lithe naked body and about all the things I’d do to her once we were alone again. My cock was already hard again when Shinji elbowed me and I noticed everyone was quiet.

"It’s time for your best man speech," he whispered and the crowd tittered as I had clearly missed my introduction. Of course the fact I didn’t realize I’d have to give a speech also made the sudden spotlight on me even more uncomfortable.

In a terror, I suddenly jumped up and looked out on the crowd, now all looking expectantly at me, many of who giggled even more. "Right, I… uh…" I poorly started, looking down and suddenly freaked out realizing my hard cock was tenting up in my pants for all to see. "Shinji! May you… uh and Setsuko… uh… forever be uh… together!"

"Cheers!" I heard several people cry, lift and clink glasses, then I dropped back down to hide my shame and drown my embarrassment in a drink as well. More toasts and speeches went on from other prominent community members for a while, but I just ate and drank trying to make myself invisible despite being at the head table. Eventually, I noticed Yuki coming up towards me. I was excited and wondering what to say, but then she went and whispered something with Setsuko instead. I was disappointed at first, but then she winked at me and walked back to her table.

I wondered what that was about, but didn’t need to wait long to find out. Setsuko whispered a few words to Shinji, who then leaned over to me and said, "So Kenji, there’s this tradition where the best man defends the honor of the bride on the night before the wedding."

"Yeah," I’d heard of the old custom, but it wasn’t used much nowadays as it was in the past. We didn’t have warring clans or bandits to worry about anymore.

"So, Setsuko asked me to ask you if you could stand guard at her door tonight," he finished. I was perplexed and hurt. Why was Yuki trying to get rid of me? It had to be her that suggested this to Setsuko who then passed it to Shinji and finally to me, but if she didn’t want me with her tonight why not just tell me herself? And was I really that bad that I was already being dumped?

"Yeah, sure," I grumbled, upset and angry at the sudden betrayal of my new love suddenly being crushed. I realized this might have sounded bitter to Shinji so I cleared my throat and tried to hid my pain with a smile. "I’d be honored to."

"Good, well… Alright," Shinji nodded, convincing himself that it would be okay.

It seemed to take forever, but late into the night the diner finally wrapped up and many of the guests formed a line to come by and congratulate the happy couple and the bride’s parents. Most of them also shook my hand and exchanged a terse congratulations with me as well since otherwise, I was awkwardly there for no reason. Then most left the manor back to their own homes, but a few walked out to guest rooms provided for those who lived far away or were too drunk to make it home.

I was more amazed at how delightful Setsuko was graciously thanking each and every guest by name. In most of the years I’d known her she was always a queen bitch, lording her wealth over me as if that made her better than me, but she really could be quite the sweet flatter when she wanted to. It was as if she was a different person now that she was getting married. So soft and kind and beautiful...

"Now don’t go stealing the bride’s virginity tonight," a teasing laugh goaded my attention away from Setsuko and back to the line of exciting guests. Yuki had leaned in close to whisper those words to me, and suddenly I was totally flustered.

"No, of course not! The thought never crossed my mind." I hissed back without wanting anyone else to hear such scandalous conversation. Well, Setsuko was amazingly beautiful, so of course, I’d fantasized often about bedding her, especially once I found that peephole in her bathhouse, but at least I could honestly say I’d not yet thought about doing her tonight. Well until now. Now the sudden image of her on her back in her wedding dress, legs spread wide and crying out in pleasure as I relentlessly pounded her pussy was all I could see.

"Liar," Yuki said with a teasing smile that hinted that she wasn’t upset, but actually happy that she had made me think of such perverted thoughts. Then before I could rebut her the line shuffled on. Hazuka and Kouki were next in line, but had been talking with each other so had thankfully missed my quiet exchange with Yuki. They did demand I tell them later all about what happened and how I disappeared from town and suddenly showed back up as a war hero, but I was still distant and couldn’t take my eyes from Yuki as she kissed Shinji’s cheek and whispered something to him as well before moving to Setsuko.

The two chatted and kissed cheeks before whispering something that caused them both to look over at me staring at them, They laughed and giggled looking away, but I knew they were talking about me. The rest of the congratulations line was boring and uneventful, and soon Shinji excused himself to retire to his own guest room. Setsuko then came up to me and regally asked, "Shall you escort me to my room, good sir?"

"Um, yeah…" I gulped down, trying not to be rude. I offered her my arm and she graciously took it as I walked the beautiful bride down the hallway to her bedroom door as if it was all part of the ceremony. Once there she thanked me and ducked inside, leaving me to take a deep break and then blow it out in exhausted frustration. I was tired of all the pompous formality for something that didn’t really involve me at all, and to top it off I’d not gotten any decent sleep in days. Now I had to stay up all night ‘guarding' Setsuko’s door as if anyone was actually going to try and kidnap or molest her? It was silly, but I still tried hard to fight off the boredom and do as I was asked since for some reason Yuki had thought it would be a good idea and I had to trust she had a good reason to volunteer me.

"Kenji?" I hear, suddenly snapping me out of a light doze that I’d fallen into while still standing, slightly leaning against the wall by the bedroom door I was supposed to be guarding.

"Yeah? Wa’iz’it?" I mumbled, quickly wiping away a trail of droop that had trickled down my chin from my unplanned nap. I refocused my eyes to the dark hallway, now well into the night and only illuminated by the candle Setsuko held as she addressed me. Never before had I seen her look so beautiful as at that moment. Her long blonde hair fell loosely around her like a shawl, and her silky white nightgown was only half there as the candlelight from inside her room backlit it making it transparent. I could clearly see her voluptuous naked curves willingly on display to my eager eyes, yet just hidden enough to tempt me to want to see more. And then she smiled, capping the picture with utter perfection.

"You fell asleep and were snoring," she explained and I burned red from embarrassment.

"Sorry," I grimaced, but she didn’t complain or ridicule me as she often had in the past.

"That’s okay," she responded dismissively, then more astonishingly she reasoned, "I understand this was asking a lot of you." It was true, but still, I felt like I should have been able to stay awake on my feet. I’d never actually fallen asleep standing up.

"Won’t happen again," I insisted, meaning to stay awake now even if I had to pace back and forth the full five or six hours that still remained until daybreak. "Ga’night," I dismissed her to get back to my guard duties, but she seemed to have other plans.

"Actually," Setsuko said rather suggestively, "do you mind if we talk for a moment?"

"Um, sure. I mean, what do you want to talk about?" I fumbled, not expecting her to ever ask anything of me in the first place. She’d only ever treated me as an underling or a servant, never truly asked for anything of me, more honestly she demanded things, but now she seemed different.

"Well, Yuki told me you and she had..." she paused looking at the floor, as if searching for the right word was to be found there and then simply picked up. Then she looked me in the eye and left her sentence intentionally vague by ending it with just, "...done things."

"Um… yeah," I answered as noncommittally as I could. I didn’t know how much Yuki had told her, but I didn’t like thinking that I should just kiss and tell. The last thing I wanted was to ruin my chances of getting more intimate with my new girlfriend by betraying her trust.

Setsuko blushed and spun a strand of her blonde hair around two fingers, realizing that she’d have to come out and ask directly what she wanted to know. "She said…" she started and gulped down an odd nervousness that I’d never seen in her before. She was always so bold and direct since she grew up rich and always got everything she wanted, so actually asking for something was clearly foreign to her. She was actually rather endearingly shy and vulnerable like this and it made me smile. "She said you have a big…"

She stopped in mid-sentence because at that moment we both heard a muffled scream from somewhere not too distant inside the manor house. Her eyes when wide with terror and I spun around trying to see where it might have come from. "Get back inside," I ordered her as I started stalking down the hallway where I thought I heard it come from.

"It sounded like a girl," Setsuko whispered to me as ignored my directive and instead followed close at my heels behind me. I gritted my teeth and knew she wouldn’t listen without a loud argument so hoped that she’d at least be smart enough to run for help if there really was any danger.

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 gonna cum," 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 dumb cunt." 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.