By the time I left the house it was approaching five. That would be the reason I left, Hinata would expect me at home soon. Oh fuck I couldn't wait to crawl into bed and fall asleep with that soft, teddy bear of a woman against my shoulder. I'd napped maybe one of the four hours I spent over there with those two heavenly milfs but I was still beat to hell.
Perhaps I'd overdone it a bit, but hey, in two days I'd have a whole week to recover at one of the nicest spas in the region. That would be my anniversary present for my wonderful wife. The place had a special program just for heavily pregnant women. If nothing else, we'd be in a cozy hotel room far from the responsibilities of parenthood.
Pulling into the driveway I was surprised to see the other car gone. That would be the car that was halfway to being a shuttle bus, the one we used only when we had to transport a dozen-odd children. Either the children were gone, or everybody was gone, either sounded fine to me at the moment, but I smiled when I came in and heard the TV on upstairs.
Putting away my coat and other miscellaneous junk didn't take a minute, and thank all spirits right and good for that. I thought as much when I entered the bedroom and saw what my angel of a wife prepared for me. Said angel had her hair in some kind of warriors braid that hooked around her neck and ran down her shoulder, drawing my eyes immediately to the magnificent chest straining against the black spandex covering them. Trying too anyway. The whole outfit looked like a second skin, but had a deep V to showcase that bussom, and another couple slits showing off the thighs, not to mention the giant hole that left her beautiful pregnant belly on display.
She was even wearing a dark set of makeup.
She looked like a goddamn empress, an evil empress.
And that wasn't even the most stupefying of the wonderful things waiting for me.
You see my wife was laying on the bed, posing a bit, but mostly looking disinterested at the TV where some kind of bloody action movie was playing. Looking at me, was a certain red eyes milf donned in nothing but torn rags and a chain collar that notched her to the bed. God that look of worry and humiliation on her face… even the look in her eyes made her seem like some kind of prisoner.
"Oh Hinata…" I finally muttered dumbstruck.
"m-m-MISTRESS, H-Hinata!" she barked back, even as doing so appeared to take such great effort. She averted her eyes right back to the screen, looking away just as the blush threatened to overtake that gorgeous alabaster skin.
"Mistress Hinata…" I said, taking my knees by the bed and looking up at her with all the love in my heart. She sucked in a breath when I grabbed her leg gently, pulling it closer and kissing around the ankle. "Oh you look so beautiful. So regal… just like the queen you are," I praised, continuing my kisses slowly higher on my leg.
Then she well and truly shocked me a second time.
She pulled back, planted that foot on my shoulder and pushed me away. I waited patiently and tried desperately to fight the bemused grin that wanted to form. Finally, she looked over to me with disdain in her eyes.
"I do not need your services today my minion," she sneered playfully. "Be thankful I procured a slave for you to use," she said, turning away as the words grew cruder and her face redder. I put my mouth right to my ear before replying.
"Misress? Please that's like making me eat a bowl of gruel while staring at a plate of the finest cut meat," I so dared to lay a hand on her thigh as I whispered the words. She slapped it. I pulled back, now having to bite my tongue to keep from grinning. "Can I at least pleasure you, eat-"
"-you may not!" she said sternly. "L-l-leave me to my entertainment!" she demanded, looking back at the screen. I about tore the sheets with my grip on them as I stared at her face, trying so hard to ignore me, so hard to fight that adorable blush.
Then I turned my gaze to the other gorgeous woman in the room.
Kurenai gave a spasm just from that. She looked like a mess as I crawled over to her, brought my face close to hers. Her mouth kept opening then closing, opening then closing, I grabbed her chin, examined her face, and then her near-naked body. Her face was so red, her eyes so wide. God those beautiful, one-of-a-kind eyes.
I kept staring, enjoying the view, for quite a while. Until she started rubbing her thighs together, I put a hand down there as if to stop her, but quickly weaseled it between the two limbs, closer to that soaking wet womanhood. She sucked in a shaky breath. My free arm wrapped around her and began stroking her tummy as I teased her. She smelled faintly of smoke, but not in a bad way, in a way that made this already incredible fantasy just another step better.
When her head finally turned to look at me, and her mouth opened as if she might finally say something, I yanked her face to mine. She responded immediately to the heavy makeout, opening and letting me gleefully plunder her warm little mouth. I fell on her with a thud, immediately lifting off when Hinata spoke.
"Careful ya… y-y-you oaf! Don't damage her she has to last you until the children are born and settled!" she warned like a stern parent. The undertone of pride and embarrassment told me that the remark wasn't just part of the fantasy, that she was giving me permission to continue using Kurenai, at least for a while.
I refocused on said woman, still pinned under me, still dazed and disordered as a trauma victim. Oh fuck we were going to have so much fun. We were going to have a kid, I immediately decided, Kurenai wasn't so old she could make another. So intense was my desire to put a baby in her. She helped make Hinata what she was, and raised her current son so wonderfully, it would be great!
Great.
This was so fucking great. She felt so goddamn amazing as I slid inside her. As I slid back inside her perhaps I should say. Fuck that was a rush too, what a funny coincidence this was and the fact Hinata probably had no idea. That her lovely old mentor and I were already well acquainted. That we'd just fucked so recently.
She made the most adorable incoherent cries as I kneeled over her, rutting in short hard thrusts into the ragged woman splayed out on my floor. Every quick breath was marked with a high-pitched whine, in sync with my energetic thrusts. My cock was sore and tired but I didn't give a shit. I'd be dead in the ground before I turned down a roll in the hay with a top-shelf beauty like her.
The way her pussy quivered and massaged as I worked was unearthly.
It was a relief when she came quick.
We had all the time in the world to make tender, sensual love, for her to hear how spectacular she truly was. For now, I'd play into the fantasy my wife had so lovingly prepared. It was only after cumming that I realized my wife was breathing heavily.
A glance over my shoulder saw both hands down in her little snatch, rubbing rigorously until I crawled back to the bed.
"Oh please mistress let me thank you for your generosity and consideration, let me pleasure you now?"
She sucked in a shaky breath before answering.
"O-oh very well," she managed, turning her gaze to look at the opposite wall as I about flew onto the bed. She did little but clench her teeth and try to stay quiet as I ate her out, but some squeaks still found their way into the darkened bedroom. I did my best to worsen this problem, bringing my A game, attacking her with every trick and cheat I'd learned over our ten years of marriage.
Hinata must have really been working hard to stay quiet. The way her thighs clenched so strenuously made me worry almost, but not enough to stop. Not now. Even the aching protest of my muscles, namely my tongue who'd been quite active today, did nothing to slow my attack.
I didn't stop until she screamed.
She clapped a hand over her mouth when she did, but it was still enough to get me rock hard and ready for at least one more round. I began to crawl on top of her, and again, she shoved me aside with exaggerated disdain.
I chuckled.
It was all just as well, I had a 'slave' for that now.
