“Ah…”
Ichihime sighed with a look of contentment.
Seeing the expression on her face, I truly felt glad that I had brought her here.
Although she doesn’t show it in her words or facial expressions, having come from Owari to Omi as a symbol of the Oda family, she must be incredibly exhausted.
Humans can break down if they are too stressed and tense.
I need to release some of that tension somehow, and I hope this hot spring treatment will help relieve the tension and fatigue I’ve been feeling all this time.
I’d also like you to relieve the tension in my big sun, but that can wait.
As I moved to beside Ichihime, she submerged herself slightly in the water.
She probably wanted to hide the fullness of her breasts and the cleavage between them.
I really admire her thorough modesty, even towards me, her husband.
A woman who has abandoned her modesty is no different from a man with breasts but no penis.
I wrapped my arms around Ichihime’s shoulders.
Ichihime’s body tensed up, but when she realized I wasn’t going to do anything, she quietly closed her eyes and leaned her head against my chest.
The hot spring water is rather lukewarm, making it feel like you could stay in it for a long time without any problems.
White steam billows down the foothills of Mount Kotani and is absorbed into the sky.
Ichihime and I remained silent, watching where the steam was rising, feeling the warmth of each other’s skin, the circulation of our blood, and our heartbeats.
The thought of wanting to keep things that way forever crosses my mind, but mercilessly, this world constantly forces everyone to make choices.
The bright sky gradually began to darken, and dusk arrived.
“It’s getting dark…”
“yes…”
This blissful time is about to come to an end.
With both hands and her cheek resting on my chest, Ichihime leaned against me and murmured in a lonely voice.
Once the sun has completely set, you could lose your way home and cause an unexpected accident.
(I missed my chance…)
I think about that as I shrink Big Sun.
I jumped out of the bath, reached for the burlap sack containing rice bran, and headed towards Taishakutsukimo.
Noticing my approach, she let out a sweet, whimpering “Kyuuuuuun” and slowly rose to her feet.
She must have realized what I was about to do.
“Lord Nagamasa…?
What are you doing?”
As I rub rice bran onto Taishakutsukimo’s body, Ichihime asks me a question with a puzzled look on her face.
Taishakutsukimo seems to be enjoying my massage, swatting his wet tail around.
Are you a dog or something?
Even the virtuous Mima is no match for my seductive charm and hand techniques.
“What do you mean?
I’m washing my body.”
“Using rice bran…?”
“That’s right.”
I responded while washing off the blood that had apparently gotten on her during the day from her pristine white body.
“Did you know that rice bran has the ability to effectively remove various kinds of dirt that cling to your fur and body?”
“Yes, I didn’t know…”
“Just wait a moment.”
I averted my gaze from Ichihime, who was looking at me with great interest, and focused on carefully washing the enormous body of Taishakutsukige with both hands.
The beautiful Mima narrowed her light green eyes in bliss, looking very comfortable.
After washing its enormous body with rice bran, he instructs Taishakutsukimo to soak in the hot springs.
As Taishakutsukimo sank into the hot spring, he shivered, trying to shake off the rice bran clinging to his body.
Then a large amount of grime floated to the surface and was washed away.
“Doesn’t that feel refreshing?”
When I asked Taishakutsukimo that question, she let out a joyful cry, “Kyuuuuuun.”
Even so…
I’ve used almost half of the rice bran, which was a whole pound.
That was unexpected.
That just goes to show how big Taishakutsukimo’s body was…
but I guess it’s fine as long as she seems satisfied.
I returned to Ichihime and, holding up the burlap sack, said:
“Ichi, get out of the bath and sit on that rock over there.
I’ll wash your hair for you.”
“Huh…?
But that’s…”
”My naked body will be seen…” With this unspoken implication, Ichihime squirmed in embarrassment.
…In that case.
“Is it no good…?”
“That is…
well, the city is…
mmm!”
I put down the burlap sack and wrapped my arms around Ichihime, who was soaking in the red hot spring.
My hands were groping Ichihime’s skin, but it was difficult to see their movements in the dyed water.
“I see…”
As I shook Ichihime’s ample breasts in the warm water, I licked her flushed ear, poured saliva into her clean ear canal, which was free of earwax, and sucked it up.
The rumbling sound that resonated in her eardrums made her body tremble uncontrollably.
“It’s going to get dirty anyway, so you want me to clean it up after it gets dirty…is that correct?”
“N-no, that’s not it…”
As I tease her ears, Ichihime puts her hand to her mouth and shrinks back.
Seeing Ichihime trying to suppress her pleasure filled me with an indescribable sense of delight and excitement, and my limp penis regained its vitality.
“Ichi, take a look.”
“Ah…
ah…
Lord Nagamasa’s is…”
I stood up and exposed Big Sun to Ichihime.
Her son’s body was arched back and so erect it was practically touching her stomach, and Ichihime stared at it with a dazed expression.
This is the third time we’ve had sex.
Ichihime had been made to writhe and moan by my big sun countless times up until now.
Towards her son, she probably feels more curiosity or affection than fear.
“Lord Nagamasa…”
“what up?”
Ichihime looks up at me and asks a question.
His determined gaze stirred a strong sense of anticipation within me.
“Lord Nagamasa…that is what you desire, isn’t it?”稚児Yayako
Needless to say, in the Sengoku period (Warring States period), the significance of children was extremely important.
Without males, the family could not survive, and without females, even securing safety through marriage diplomacy would become uncertain.
In those times, marriages were usually decided by the head of the household, either a parent or a brother, which essentially meant ordering their daughter or sister to “go and get pregnant with that man’s child.”
In Ichihime’s case, her brother Nobunaga selected her marriage partner, which essentially meant that her brother told her to “have intense sexual relations with Nagamasa, conceive a child, and give birth to it.”
Ichihime’s words left my throat dry, and I couldn’t speak properly.
It wasn’t because I’d soaked in the hot springs for too long and sweated a lot.
I was simply overwhelmed by the power of the words Ichihime had uttered.
“Just now at the Omiya Inn, Lord Nagamasa said, ‘Children are treasures.
Take your wife’s hand in hand, raise them with care, and ensure they properly inherit the family business.'”
“ah…”
“Ichi can’t forget Lord Nagamasa’s words…
I just can’t stop thinking about them…”
Ichihime said softly.
“My father, Nobuhide, fathered 14 siblings, including Ichi.
However, if we include the sisters he impregnated with maidservants, whom he did not approve of…
Ichi has many more siblings.”
“…”
“I was raised by my mother.
I only saw my father on New Year’s Day, victory anniversaries, or when he had business with my mother…”
Tears streamed down Ichihime’s face.
“I, Ichi, had absolutely no doubts about such a life.
Just like her mother, Ichi believed that if she became pregnant, she would separate from Lord Nagamasa, give birth there, raise the child, and then spend the rest of her life like that…”
Tears streamed down her face, and Ichihime continued to speak to me, sobbing uncontrollably.
“But…but Lord Nagamasa said that it wasn’t like that…he said it wasn’t like that…!
He said that raising children isn’t just something the wife does, but something the husband does together, working together.
And that’s how the family line is passed on…!”
Ichihime clung to me, asking in a trembling voice:
“Can we really trust the city?
Will I be spared from the loneliness of rarely seeing my husband, just like your mother?”
The city asked, sobbing.
“Even if Lord Nagamasa and I…
even if Lord Nagamasa were to have a child…!
Would Lord Nagamasa…
would Lord Nagamasa…
stay with Ichi…
and raise the child together with us…?”
I felt a sense of duty, that I had to do it.
Then, as if a dam had burst, she began to cry uncontrollably.
“I don’t want this, I don’t want this…!
Ichi, Ichi loves Lord Nagamasa…!
More than anyone, more than anyone in this world, I swear to heaven and earth that I love him…!
Since being united with Lord Nagamasa, Ichi has been happy, Ichi is happy now…!
I don’t want to let go of this happiness…
I want to be with Lord Nagamasa…
I don’t want to become pregnant and be separated from Lord Nagamasa…!”
Hearing Ichihime’s heartfelt cry struck me like a bolt of lightning.
Yes, the marital relationships in the Sengoku period are completely different from those in the world I came from.
In the Warring States period, a man’s role ended once he impregnated his wife, and child-rearing was overwhelmingly entrusted to a tutor or educational advisor.
And for a man, once his wife has given birth to two or three sons, that’s the end of it.
After that, he takes a young woman he likes as a concubine and never touches his wife again.
In the world I used to come from, nuclear families were the norm, with parents and children, and most families lived reasonably well despite some ups and downs.軋轢friction
I lost both my parents at a young age, so I was incredibly envious of my friends who were in a similar situation.
So, if I ever had the opportunity to get married and raise children, I was determined to cherish both my wife and my children.
It might seem like I’m irresponsibly ejaculating inside Ichihime repeatedly, but in reality, I was thinking about it quite a bit…
I’m telling you the truth.
That’s why Ichihime’s heartfelt cry, against the backdrop of the prevailing view of marriage in that era—where becoming pregnant could be the catalyst for separation from one’s husband—deeply resonated with me.
I cupped Ichihime’s cheeks in my hands and leaned closer to her face.
Ichihime let out a small gasp and closed her eyes.
Our lips met—that was all.
I looked into Ichihime’s eyes, directly confronting the anxiety that was swaying in her heart, and said:
“Trust me.”
I was convinced, even though our acquaintance was still short, that no further words were needed for Ichihime.
In fact, she’s very clever, all things considered.
However, she’s the kind of girl whose mind gets all jumbled up precisely because she’s so intelligent.
That’s why complicated theories are unnecessary and not needed.
Ichihime just needs to believe in the husband she loves and trusts—it’s a selfish opinion, but that’s what I think.
The naked Ichihime rose from the bath and hugged me again.
There isn’t much of a height difference between me and her.
Ichihime’s arms wrap around my back, and she hugs me tightly.
Her ample breasts press against my chest, distorting it.
My rigid penis presses against her smooth stomach, twitching and jumping.
How long had they been doing that?
Ichihime gazes into my eyes.
I gaze into her beauty.
Our gazes meet and melt together.
As darkness fell completely, illuminated only by the steam reflecting the moonlight, Ichihime and I kissed deeply.
“Hmm…
Lord Nagamasa…”
As she stretched a lewd silver bridge between us, Ichihime clasped her hands together at her chest and made a wish.
“Please, I beg you…the city…the city…”
–Please impregnate me.
When I heard that whispering voice, my big sun became harder and more rigid than ever before, so hard it could pierce the moon.
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In front of me was a flawless, pure white back with a beautiful line drawn from the shoulder, and lustrous black hair clinging to it, further intensifying the sense of sensuality.
I had ordered Ichihime to place her hands on the rocks at the edge of the hot spring.
There was no place for Ichi to lie down, and even if I were to lie on top, she couldn’t bear the pain…
so there was no other option but to do it standing up.
There was no option to not do it at that moment.
Both Ichihime and I were completely aroused, and it seemed impossible to leave this hot spring without something happening.
“Ichi…
you really are a beautiful woman…”
“Oh…
thank you very much…”
I traced Ichihime’s spine with my fingertips, savored her curves with my palms, and kneaded her beautiful, pure white buttocks.
After savoring the different kind of elasticity compared to her breasts, I parted my beloved wife’s black hair and exposed her pure white neck.
棘突起KyokutokkiHe licked from that area down to her spine, then traced his tongue along her left hip, causing Ichihime’s body to tremble uncontrollably.
Her honest reaction was so incredibly cute that I wrapped my arms around Ichihime’s face and pressed my lips against hers.
Each time our tongues intertwine, her hips tremble, and when we separate, my beloved woman looks at me with moist eyes that seem to anticipate something.
“Ah…
ah…
ahh…!”
As I stroked the inside of Ichihime’s thighs, which I had discovered to be an erogenous zone the other day, I planted light, pecking kisses on her back.
As this happened, Ichihime’s hips began to convulse in a fascinating way, and her moans became increasingly desperate.
“Ah…
mm, ah…
ah, ah…
ah…
hic…”
The rock that Ichihime is clinging to.
You can see that Ichihime is tensing her supple fingertips and trembling as she clings to it.
I’m trying not to get distracted, I’m enduring it…
Ichihime’s resistance somehow became amusing, so I thrust one hand into her mouth and toyed with her soft tongue, while pinching her nipple with the other.
I didn’t forget to gently bite her slender, white neck.
“Lord Nagamasa…
Lord Nagamasa…
Aaaah!”
A voice calling my name echoes in the dark night.
Her hips twitched violently, and then Ichihime’s entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.
I put my arms around her chest and waist and forcibly lifted her weak body, which was about to plunge headfirst into the hot spring.
“city…”
“Mmm…
mmm…”
As I turned Ichihime to face me and we intertwined our tongues, I kneaded her breasts firmly while simultaneously running my fingers over the entrance to her sensitive vaginal opening, which had just reached orgasm.
“Did it feel good…?”
“Yes…”
“From now on, when you’re about to come, tell me by saying ‘I’m coming,’ okay?”
“Ah…
but it’s embarrassing…”
“I want to know everything about you.”
“I…
I understand…
ah…”
As I caressed her vaginal opening, Ichihime let out a moan with a completely melted expression on her face.
Her fleshy folds cling to my fingertips with a squelching sound, and slippery love juice oozes endlessly from her vaginal opening like saliva.
The lewd sounds of water from Ichihime’s fleshy cavity, rather than the sound of the hot springs, are swallowed up by the night.
I’m reaching my limit now.
I grabbed her waist tightly, positioned the head of my penis at the entrance of her vagina, and thrust it in.
Suddenly, a squelching, gurgling sensation overwhelmed my lower body, and I was enveloped in a heat that was different from that of a hot spring.
Especially since it was from behind, my big dick penetrated Ichihime’s sweet hole a little deeper than when we were in the missionary position.
“Ah…
ahh, ahhh…”
Sensing the insertion of the penis, Ichihime’s body, which had just reached orgasm, began to heat up again.
The slippery, bumpy, warm flesh walls and folds cling stickyly to my big dick, sucking and slurping incessantly.
“Ah…
no, it’s too deep…
it’s too deep…”
As I thrust my hips further, Big Sun’s cervix bumped against the head of her penis.
Even so, my fishing rod still has plenty of length left.
It seems her vaginal sheath alone isn’t big enough to accommodate my cock.
A light tap is enough to make Ichihime’s hips tremble with surprising ease.
“Does it feel good?”
“Ah…
it feels good…
it feels good…
but it hurts…
it hurts, but it feels good…”
I felt a strange affection for her, and a urge to tease her, so I whispered softly into her ear, which was flushed red with excitement.
“Hey, Ichi…
does it really feel good?”
My body feels light and floaty, but I can feel Lord Nagamasa’s strength…
Ichi is already…”
“So cute.”
I stroked Ichihime’s cheek,
“Indra is watching over you, looking so cute…”
“Hmmmm!?”
The moment I muttered that, Ichihime’s vaginal opening underwent a dramatic transformation.
The fleshy walls that had been gently clinging to me until then suddenly turned over and contracted, squeezing my rigid penis.
Her cervix contracted repeatedly, nibbling on the tip of my glans, and I shivered.
I had a feeling that even if I didn’t move, she would take all my sperm.
I quickly pulled my hips back…but I couldn’t forget the feeling of Ichihime’s vaginal opening, which had revealed its true nature, so I inserted it again.
Then Ichihime let out a gasp and desperately pleaded with Taishakutsukimo.
“D-Don’t look…
Please don’t look…
No, no…!”
As she was being shaken violently from behind while standing, Ichihime shook her head vigorously and pleaded bravely.
However, it is also true that the moment she became aware that her vaginal opening was being “seen by Indra’s moon hair,” it began to give the man’s penis a strong sensation—and I reaffirmed that Ichihime was indeed full of sexual potential.
However, Taishakutsukimo herself doesn’t seem to have any interest in humans mating with each other; when I saw her earlier, she was yawning with her mouth wide open.
I slapped my hips against Ichihime’s beautiful buttocks at short intervals.
Her buttocks jiggled, her beautiful back arched repeatedly, and her hair was disheveled.
From the face of the beautiful girl once hailed as the most beautiful in the Sengoku period, I could no longer find anything but carnal desire and lust, and driven by even greater lust, I continued to thrust my hips, inserting myself in short bursts.
“Ah, ahh…
no, no…
ahh…
no…”
My big sun traces and penetrates Ichihime’s womb, and repeatedly gives her lewd mouth a bird kiss.
Ichihime let out a cry of pleasure, gripping my wrist that was holding her waist, and began to straighten her back.
“Lord Nagamasa…
so deep…
so deep…
it hurts, it hurts…
ahh…
mmm”
Ichihime’s cervix was still largely undeveloped, so it was only natural that poking and caressing it would only cause her a dull pain along with a strange sexual sensation.
However, judging from her demeanor, I could sense that she was nearing her climax.
Trying my best not to stimulate her cervix, I released my hands from her waist, turned Ichihime’s face towards me, and kissed her.
I suck on her tongue, lick it all over, and explore the inside of her mouth.
I held Ichihime’s waist with one arm, intensifying the thrusting motion, while I traced my hand over her clitoris.
When she squeezed the swollen, engorged area, Ichihime’s body twitched, and her cries of pleasure grew more urgent.
“Lord Nagamasa…
Lord Nagamasa…
Ichi, Ichi is already…”
“What?!
What happened…!”
“I’m, I’m getting turned on…
I’m going to come…!”
“Good, good…!
You remembered, well done!”
With a seductive cry that sent shivers of pleasure through the man’s hips, Ichihime placed her hands on the rocks of the hot spring and began to fully embrace the movements of my hips and the pleasure they gave me.
My glans pushes open, or scrapes away, the fully ripened flesh, then pushes it open again.
My fingertips peel back the clitoral hood and play with the sensitive bud.
“Ah…ah…it’s good, it’s good!
That’ll ruin it…!”
“Okay, that’s good.
Let it get worse, more, more.”
“Yes…
yes…!
It’s no good, Ichi, it’s no good…
It’s no good with Nagamasa-sama…
the boy…!”
“Ahhh…!”
I was already approaching the critical point of ejaculation, and while desperately enduring the strange contractions and heat that the devilish flesh pot was generating, I thrust into the lustful opening with a slamming motion.
Each time, Ichihime would shake her hair and let out a cry of delight.
As I thrust my hips into her vigorously, she braces her arms against the rocks to withstand the impact, and directly beneath her, those full, beautiful mounds that symbolize Ichihime’s motherhood—her pale pink peaks tensing up and shaking violently.
The moment I imagined that, I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Ichi, I can’t take it anymore!
I’m going to cum!
I’m going to cum all over you!”
“Please…!
Please, please put out lots and lots of them in the city!”
“City, city, city!”
“Lord Nagamasa, Lord Nagamasa, Lord Nagamasa!”
“It’s coming!”
I grabbed Ichihime’s waist and poured my lustful desires into her.
No matter how much he ejaculates, it just doesn’t stop.
Even though it’s only one ejaculation, Ichihime’s vaginal opening completely devours the semen equivalent to several times over.
Her vaginal walls pulsate, carrying my semen deeper and deeper, without wasting a drop.
Deep inside was the cervix, gaping open, gulping down the semen I released.
“Ah, ahhh…”
As I let go, Ichihime’s hips splashed into the water with a loud thud.
She let out the sweetest moans imaginable, her hips trembling uncontrollably.
I picked her up in a princess carry and sat cross-legged in the hot spring.
I didn’t want to catch a chill.
“I can feel it…
Lord Nagamasa’s seed is inside Ichi’s belly…
so many of them…”
“I see…”
I kissed Ichihime’s lips, cheeks, the tip of her nose, and then her neck and collarbone, one after the other.
Then, while gently stroking her hair, he tickled Ichihime’s cheek, savoring its softness.
Finally, when I traced my index finger along her vaginal opening and gently stroked it, Ichihime let out a soft sigh, looking truly happy.
“Lord Nagamasa…
I wonder if Ichi was able to conceive a child properly…”
“Well, I wonder.”
I smiled at Ichihime, gently touching her lips again.
“This is something we can only leave to fate.
We have no choice but to pray…”
“Yes…
oh”
Ichihime’s hips trembled, and she quickly placed both hands over her vaginal opening.
“No…
no…
please don’t go out…!”
When I squinted to see what was wrong with Ichihime, who was letting out a sorrowful cry, I saw that the milky fluid I had poured into her vagina was flowing out, slipping through her slender fingers, and floating precariously in the warm, reddish water.
“Why…
why…!”
With tears welling up in her eyes, Ichihime desperately tries to cover her vaginal opening, but the backflow of semen cannot be stopped.
Seeing her like that, I felt an overwhelming love for her, and without thinking, I hugged her tightly.
“Lord Nagamasa…
Lord Nagamasa is leaving…”
Ichihime was sobbing, crying quite seriously.
Of course, it’s normal for semen to leak out if it exceeds the vagina’s capacity.
In fact, it would be more troublesome to clean up afterward if it didn’t leak out.
However, it seems that to her now, my semen is something irreplaceable and precious.
That shows how seriously she wants to get pregnant with my child.
“That’s fine…”
I gently massaged her soft breasts and whispered in her ear.
“We still have plenty of time, tomorrow and the day after.
And each time, I’ll pour myself into you…”
“…Yes.”
I think this as I look at Ichihime’s smile.
To continue seeing this smile, I absolutely cannot allow myself to die before achieving my goals.
(To continue living in this era, together with my beloved wife…)
As I washed Ichihime’s body with rice bran, and she washed my back, I made that decision.
On the way back to Odani Castle.
Glancing at Ichihime, who was dozing off while clinging to me on Taishakutsukige, I continued to formulate a plan for the survival of the Asai family.