Chapter 5

A wedding a bright new future.

Martin and Hiroto, after they had stopped kissing crying and cuddling, got back into the old truck. And she drove them both home, once at home she took him by his hand and led him straight to his bedroom.

Martin and Hiroto, now undressed each other, Martin now asked her, “To please keep her stockings on, they turned him on.”

Both were now on the bed kissing and touching and exploring each other's bodies.

Hiroto, laid on her back and opened her legs for him, Martin just grinned at her before he disappeared in between her legs. And he started to lick her pussy furiously.

Martin was now becoming an expert with his tongue and soon. She screamed and orgasmed all over his face completely soaking him.

Martin just looked at her his face covered in her love juices, they just grinned at each other. He used his tongue to lick the juices that was running past his mouth.

Martin got in between her legs and began the serious process of fucking the shit out of her. She was begging him to fuck her now, she was so horny, randy and just needed to be fucked.

Martin and Hiroto, now fucked each other like animals. For the next two hours, they lost track of how many times they both came.

Eventually they both collapsed together, cuddling next to each other. And they both fell asleep.

The next morning when Martin woke up, he was alone in the bed.

He got up got showered, got dressed and went into the living room.

Akatsuki and Izumi, were both in the living room, knelt at the small table having breakfast.

They both smiled when they saw him.

Both told him.

“That they were happy, he had come back. And they were both really pleased about him and Hiroto, getting married.”

Martin just nodded his head to them; he had forgotten that part. But now he remembered, and it made him feel warm and safe inside.

The next few days were very busy they both wanted to get married as soon as possible but first they had to sort out the legal aspects.

First, could a stepmother marry a stepson because she was Japanese and he was English and they were not blood related there was no legal reason they could not get married.

However she was worried about the age difference between them, Martin reassured her that he was happy here, and he finally had found a home.

And he wanted that home to be with her.

He told her.

“She could have as much freedom as she wanted.”

And he whispered in her ear.

“That he had seen her and her father at the Hot Springs that day. And he had no problem with them carrying on their relationship. If she didn't make a secret of it.

Hiroto now told him.

“That she also knew about him and Izumi, and she had no problem with him still seeing her. In fact, they could enjoy her together this made Martin grin.”

It was 3 weeks later, and everything had finally been organised.

The wedding was set for a Saturday afternoon.

A week days before the wedding Martin felt nervous.

He visited his dad's grave and told him.

“That he was marrying his ex-wife, and he was sorry if his father felt that he was being disrespectful.

But he had fallen in love with Hiroto, and he could not help himself.

However, he did promise his father, that he would be a good loving and loyal husband. And he would treat Hiroto like a woman first and a wife second.

He didn't want his and Hiroto’s relationship to deteriorate like his fathers and mothers had, because they did not communicate with each other.

A few days, Before the wedding Hiroto asked him.

If there was anything he missed?”

Martin looked at her sheepishly and spoke.

“Could he build a summer house in the back garden and put maybe a settee in there and a TV.

He did miss watching TV.”

She Kissed him and whispered in his ear.

“She would try to arrange it.”

She then drew his attention back to more important things, as they made love on the living room floor.

It was now the day of the wedding. Martin had stayed the night at one of Akatsuki friends’ houses, the family he stayed with.

We're farmers and very friendly, they would also be attending the wedding. In fact, the entire village would be attending the wedding.

Two hours before the wedding was about to start, Akatsuki came to his friend's house to collect him.

They were both dressed in ceremonial traditional wedding robes, As, they were walking back to the wedding venue.

Which was in Hiroto’s long garden.

Akatsuki Started to talk to Martin.

He seemed nervous, Martin quickly stopped him by raising his hand.

He then whispered into the old man's ear.

“If it's about you and Hiroto, or you and Izumi, I know. And I don’t have any problems with the relationships.”

Martin now looked at the old man and grinned at him.

“I just wish when I get to your age, I can still perform.”

The old man laughed and tapped his soon to be son-in-law on his back.

Just over an hour later. Martin now dressed in some traditional Japanese wedding robes, that had mysteriously just shown up on his bed. With a note saying please wear these. He was stood at the front of all the wedding guests, Hiroto Next to him wearing traditional Japanese bride’s dress. She looked beautiful. A Japanese priest performed the ceremony. The priest performed it in Japanese but for legal reasons he also had to repeat certain parts of the ceremony in English so Martin could understand it.

Tables were laid out throughout the garden. And every villager had made something to bring to the wedding. Bottles of beer, chilled in buckets of ice were flowing well.

As traditional Japanese saki flowed freely among the wedding guests.

There was so much food that the birds in the garden and the fish in the ceremonial ponds had a feast after the wedding had finally finished. Some local men now provided some traditional Japanese music, and surprisingly, a ghetto blaster showed up. And they had a sort of makeshift disco.

For the younger guests, Martin and Hiroto danced at the disco together, they grind their bodies against each other, as they dance.

As the sun started to set and the last of the photographs had been taken for keep sakes and they had thanked in person every villager who had attended it was time for the wedding to finally end.

After the service when they had time to talk Martin asked her.

“Why was a large sheet hiding the corner of the garden.”

She told him it was so the sun would not shine too brightly and spoil the ceremony.”

Martin thought this was odd, but he believed she knew her own garden and how the sun moved across it, better than he did.

It wasn't until later in the evening, when two men took down the sheet.

When the sheet was removed, he saw it was hiding a small handmade summer house. She kissed him deeply and told him.

“It was her wedding present to him.”

Martin felt a little ashamed, that he had no money to buy her anything special. Martin now took her hand, and he put it inside his robes, over his heart.

He now said to her

“All I have to give you is my heart.”

They kissed once more.

Martin now needed a little time to himself; so, he was now sat on a sofa watching TV in the new summerhouse. Hiroto now was stood in the doorway of the summerhouse, she was only wearing a white robe, white bra and panties.

Hiroto now sat down with him on the sofa, she asked him.

“If he was ok.”

Martin just smiled at her; his answer was to kiss her forcefully.

Hiroto, now pulled his cock from his robe, soon she was sucking his cock hard.

Hiroto was now sucking her young husband’s cock, He was watching TV and getting pleasured by his hot wife at the same time.

After Martin had filled her mouth with his cum, Hiroto now climbed onto his big hard cock. Both were moaning as they fucked each other.

Martin now took his wife in her tight asshole.

Hiroto now was screaming in pleasure, as she had her asshole fucked for the verry first time.

After a few hours of nonstop fucking, Martin filled her asshole with his cum.

Now Hiroto also loves watching TV, always with her panties off.

The End