Having experienced the soft, plush beds and futons of my original world, the futons of the Sengoku period were far too thin and uncomfortable to sleep on.
However, the reason I was still able to endure it might be because my beloved wife was sleeping beside me, or perhaps because the pleasant fatigue after sex allowed me to fall asleep quickly.
As I reaffirmed my resolve to improve the bedroom environment, I watched Ichihime, who had been repeatedly reaching for and then pulling away my erection.
Her beautiful face, illuminated by the dim light of the indoor lantern, was flushed red, perhaps from embarrassment.
Even though we’ve had intense sex countless times, she still looks so innocent.
However, while I usually initiate contact with her and gradually bring her to a state of arousal, this night will be the first time that Ichihime touches me.
I get the feeling she probably doesn’t know what to do.
“Hey, Ichi”
“yes…”
She must have been waiting for me to speak.
Ichihime immediately bowed deeply, her face flushed crimson, and looked at me.
It looked just like a puppy eagerly awaiting its owner’s instructions, and I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of affection for it.
“Remember…
I taught you before, didn’t I?
Do it the same way I did back then.”
“…Ah”
I lay there, reached out, and stroked Ichihime’s cheek.
She then squirmed slightly and smiled, looking ticklish.
“Come on, touch it…”
When I stroke Ichihime’s, she lowers her face and touches my big dick.頤chin
The rigid, straight shaft maintained a 90-degree angle towards the ceiling, and Ichihime wrapped her supple fingertips around its constricted curve.
When my son flinched in response to the stimulus, Ichihime smiled mischievously.
“Ahaha…
Lord Nagamasa’s penis…
is so cute…”
How rude!
My Big Sun is majestic, cool, and awesome, and certainly not something that can be described as cute.
Firstly, what is cute about my son, whose penis is 30 centimeters long, has a large, protruding umbrella-like shape, and whose veins are bulging out?
I simply cannot understand Ichihime’s sense of aesthetics.
Well, even so, my son, who isn’t used to being praised, ends up drooling pre-cum in the form of tears of joy from Ichihime’s gentle voice and massage.
It’s so frustrating, he’s twitching uncontrollably.
“Lord Nagamasa…it’s twitching again…”
“Ah…
he’s happy to be touched by his beloved Ichihime.”
“Well…”
Looking down at me as I lay there, Ichihime narrowed her eyes, holding a strand of hair behind her ear with one hand.
“Ahhh…
It’s so…
hard…
And it’s already…
this hard…”
Ichihime, breathing slightly ragged, rubbed my big dick against her.
Each time the ring she made with her fingers stimulated the protrusion of my glans, the pre-cum that leaked from the tip of my penis clung to Ichihime’s pure white, supple fingers, making a lewd, squelching sound.
“I couldn’t hold you last night…
so I’m really pent up.”
“It’s been building up…
well…”
“It’s obviously my sperm to impregnate you.”
With my crotch throbbing, there’s no dignity whatsoever—but I said to Ichihime with complete confidence, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Even embarrassing lines can sound convincing if you say them confidently.
Then Ichihime stopped stroking my son and lowered her face.
Perhaps my blunt remarks have brought him back to reality, making him feel embarrassed about his own actions.
But it would be terrible if we were stopped here.
There’s no other choice…
I guess I’ll just have to try to win over my beloved wife again.
“Ichi, I…
I’m going to be honest tonight.”
“Um…
yes…
But Ichi says that Lord Nagamasa is a very honest and straightforward person…”
“No, that’s not it.
Men, not just me, are creatures who put on a false front to make a good impression on others.
Remember that.”
Ichihime’s expression seemed to say, “Is Lord Nagamasa also putting on a brave face for me?”
As I stroked Ichihime’s head, I prefaced my words by saying, “Don’t be disgusted by how effeminate this is,” before whispering to her softly.
“Last night—it was the first night since we became husband and wife that you weren’t by my side…it was quite lonely.”
It seems my words had completely captured the heart of Ichihime’s mind.
Ichihime’s face was beaming with emotion,
“Lord Nagamasa…!
Ichi, Ichi, was very lonely…!”
She threw herself at me and clung to my chest.
“The loneliness of sleeping alone without Lord Nagamasa…
I never imagined it would be such unbearable pain when I left Owari…”
“Me too.
I never thought women could be this good until I married you…”
Ichihime rubbed her cheek against my chest.
I silently stroked her head.
She then had a look of pure bliss on her face.
Oh my, how adorable.
“Ichi, I want to hold you…!”
“Lord Nagamasa…
I know that this is a shameless request.
But…
but I too…
wish to be held in your arms…”
Ichihime mustered up a great deal of courage to tell me how she truly felt.
If it were the usual me, I would have been so excited that I would have immediately pounced on her and thrust my penis into her without mercy.
But today I’m different.
I’m about three times more different than usual.
“But…
Ichi.”
“yes”
“It’s pathetic, but this body no longer has any willpower left.
It must be because I rode Taishakutsukimo day and night, constantly facing off against the Rokkaku army, which was more than twenty times my size, at Sawayama Castle, and always having to stay on guard…”
Of course, the story is exaggerated.
However, the greatest attraction for men in that era was “valor.”
Ichihime, of course, as the wife of the lord, would have heard stories of the battles from one of the Asai retainers.
I’m sure that in her mind right now, the image of Nagamasa as an incredibly wonderful and admirable husband who risked everything to save his retainers by facing a large army and achieving victory is shining brightly.
But right now, in front of Ichihime’s eyes—I, who am praised as a “great ruler” by my retainers, am “showing a weakness that I would never reveal in front of my subordinates…”
Naturally, her maternal instincts were greatly aroused.
“Please, Ichi…
Just for tonight, would you calm the burning sensation in my body?”
“…”
When I made that “request,” Ichihime slowly rose to her feet, placed her hands together in a deep bow, and lowered her head.
“Lord Nagamasa, if this city is acceptable…”
“I see, I see.”
Everything went according to plan.
When I flashed a broad smile, Ichihime also seemed to be influenced by it, but she also wore a smile that was somewhat embarrassed.
“City, may I ask you a favor?”
“Yes, please feel free to ask for anything.”
I’ve got that promise.
I’m sure that right now, from an outsider’s perspective, I must have looked like a truly wicked person.
Then I guided Ichihime onto the futon and rested my head on her lap.
“Huh…?
Um…
Lord Nagamasa…?”
“It’s okay, it’s okay.”
I reached out to my confused wife’s kimono, slipped my hand into the opening, and loosened the fabric around her chest.
Then the right shoulder of her kimono loosened completely, and Ichihime’s right breast spilled out.
It was a beautiful, large breast with good color, luster, and shape.
However, perhaps out of embarrassment, Ichihime instinctively covered it with her hand.
But her small hands couldn’t possibly hide it, and its soft form trembled before my eyes.
“City, don’t hide it.”
“Well, um…
but…”
“So, you were lying when you said you’d cool me down…”
“Ah…
that’s…
uuuh…”
When I let out a voice that clearly showed my disappointment, Ichihime’s face turned bright red, and she slowly removed her hand from her breast.
And when I saw her light pink nipples, my excitement reached its peak.
Our Big Sun has grown stronger and stands tall and proud.
I ordered Ichihime to lean forward just a little, and then I lightly licked the tip of her right breast, which was trembling slightly, with the tip of my tongue.
“Mm…”
I could hear a seductive voice.
However, my gaze was fixed solely on her right breast, and I couldn’t see Ichihime’s expression.
“Ah…
ah…”
As I licked her pale pink nipple with the tip of my tongue, it quickly became hard and firm.
It doesn’t have any taste, yet for some reason, it tastes delicious.
My saliva has made her nipples slippery and slick, and their firm elasticity makes my tongue bounce, providing a delightful sensation.
“Ichi, take mine .
Like before.”扱after death
“Y-yes…”
While I was sucking on her nipples, Ichihime gently grasped my big dick with her supple right hand and began stroking it up and down.
Ah…
I’m so happy.
Soon, Ichihime’s left hand touched my head and began to gently stroke it as if comforting a child.
“Lord Nagamasa…
it’s just like that…”稚児Yayako
Ichihime said that in a gentle voice, while stroking my son and caressing my head.
“Being a boy is fine.
There’s no point in trying to pretend in front of you.”
“Um…
that is…”
“I’m telling you that you’re someone I can be completely honest with.”
“Ahh…”
Upon receiving my sincere and gentlemanly advances, Ichihime looked taken aback, flustered, and blushed—and then, as if to transfer her embarrassment, she began to caress my big dick with more passion.
“Um…
Lord Nagamasa, what can I do to make you feel good…?”
“I wasn’t taught things like this …
” Ichihime asked, sounding embarrassed.帰蝶Kicho御義姉様Big sister
I first pulled open Ichihime’s kimono, exposing her upper body, and then I latched onto her right nipple again.
Ichihime’s breathing became heavier, and the speed of her supple fingers, which were entwined around my big sun, increased.
Sensing this, I took my mouth off the right nipple and moved my lips to the left one.
The tip of her left breast, which hadn’t received much stimulation, was still soft, and it trembled gently when I nibbled on it with my lips.
However, if you stick out your tongue and start , it will gradually become stiff and tense.嬲Nabu
Each time I rubbed or bit her nipples, Ichihime moaned, stroking my head and quickening the up-and-down motion of her hand gripping my rigid penis.
Not to be outdone, I cupped Ichihime’s beautiful breasts in both hands, took both nipples into my mouth at the same time, and sucked, licked, and devoured them.
While we were doing that, a strange sexual sensation began to grip both me and Ichihime.
Ichihime’s fingers, gripping Big Sun, began to move as if they were separate living creatures, pinpointing and stroking my sensitive spots like the glans and frenulum.
A shiver ran down my spine, and a burning sensation began to spread through my hips—while inwardly panicking, I outwardly maintained a calm demeanor and ordered Ichihime to stop her service.
My wife immediately starts to get nervous.
“I’m so sorry…
I must have done something wrong to Lord Nagamasa…”
“No, that’s not it.
It was really good, Ichi.”
I half-raised myself and pulled Ichihime into my arms.
Then she looked relieved and let out a big sigh in my arms.
When I kissed Ichihime, who was looking up at me from within my arms, she responded with a happy smile.
It starts with light pecks and gradually turns into a deep kiss with tongues intertwined.
And if I slowly lean down—from an outsider’s perspective, it would look like Ichihime is leaning over me and asking for a kiss.
If Ichihime’s mother, Lady Tsuchida, were to see what was happening now, she would probably faint.
“Ichi…
I want to enter you now.”
“Ah…
yes…
I understand…”
Ichihime is breathing heavily on my shoulder, still basking in the afterglow of our deep kiss.
However, even though she says “I understand,” it seems she doesn’t really know how a man’s penis fits into her vagina.
Indeed, under the pretense of following my orders, Ichihime succumbed to her own carnal desires, whispering, “Please don’t look…” as she swallowed my penis into her wet, seductive cleft.
“Ah…
ah…
it’s coming in…”
With a faint slurping sound, Ichihime swallowed my big penis to the bottom of her womb—and then collapsed into my arms.
“It’s…
so big…
ah…
ah…
so deep…”
My cock is embedded in Ichihime’s warm, soft vaginal opening, and my hips, which had been heightened to the point of ejaculation just moments before, begin to tremble.
Not yet, it can’t end yet.
“Ichi, slowly get up…”
Nodding repeatedly, Ichihime desperately lifted her trembling hips as instructed—
“Now, lower your hips so that your clitoris is properly pressing against my lower abdomen.”
“Ah…ah…mmm!”
Ichihime’s hips dropped, and her vaginal opening tightened.
I gently stroked her from her waist to her buttocks, as if to comfort her—
“Now, try doing what I’ve just taught you again.”
From there, Ichihime’s cowardly attack began.
Her trembling hips slowly lift up and then flop back down to my waist.
It lacks momentum, but there’s something special about watching my wife try her best.
One of the great things about sex is that you can get aroused by your partner’s gestures.
As for me, I was tidying up Ichihime’s disheveled hair, as she had become completely absorbed in moving her hips, while enjoying the feeling of ejaculation slowly creeping up from my lower body.
After all, there isn’t a man who wouldn’t get excited by the sight of this stunningly beautiful girl, with her face completely melted with pleasure and her mouth half-open, desperately trying to move her hips in a way she’s not used to.
Desperately suppressing the urge to thrust my hips vigorously, I decided to savor the warm sensation inside Ichihime’s vagina.
“Lord Nagamasa…
Lord Nagamasa…”
I hear Ichihime’s seductive voice calling my name.
In response, I gently stroked her earlobe, and Ichihime’s sensitive opening tightened.
“Does it feel gross…?
Does Lord Nagamasa feel gross…?”
Overwhelmed with pleasure, she slurred her words and, with vacant eyes, asked me this question.
As she immerses herself in a sloppy, carnal desire, yet desperately tries not to lose sight of me, my love for her grows uncontrollably.
The more we touch, the more I find myself cherishing her.
Instead of the usual intense lovemaking, I realized that slow sex like this—so-called slow sex—is also quite nice.
“Ah…
ah…
ah…
kiss…
kiss…”
I pulled Ichihime’s head closer and devoured her lips.
A deep kiss involving intertwined tongues, sucking, and gentle biting.
Ichihime’s hips trembled again and again as she clung to me.
Contrary to usual, she tries to force her sweet saliva into my mouth.
Her desperate attempts to mark her territory, almost like a puppy’s, made it clear just how much she cared about me.
However, if you only kiss, you’ll find it difficult to control your lower body.
Because I had been having so many sweet oral sex sessions with Ichihime, I had lost control of my ejaculation.
As Ichihime moved her hips, making a somewhat awkward slurping sound, I whispered in her ear, “I’m going to come,” and she wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her lips against mine.
“Ahhh…it’s coming…!”
“Ah…ahh…ahh…ahh…”
With a splat, a dull, throbbing pain shot through my groin, and semen with a viscous, solid-like consistency was ejaculated from the tip of my penis.
My semen, which was splattered into Ichihime , was chewed up and softened by the pulsations of her vaginal opening before being carried into her womb.もごもご…
“Ah…
it’s coming out…
Lord Nagamasa’s thick stuff…
ah…
it’s been poured into my pouch…”
Ichihime clung to me with her whole body, trembling as she savored the afterglow of her orgasm.
It seems that Ichihime’s uterus and vaginal opening have completely memorized my big dick, and even after I’ve ejaculated, her cervix and clitoris continue to cling to me, urging me for “more.”
My big dick is covered in countless tongue-like protrusions that lick and lick away the mixture of semen and vaginal fluid that has covered my shaft.
The fleshy walls of Ichihime’s vaginal opening seemed to be desperately begging for a man’s penis, eagerly awaiting the pouring of semen into her.
With each insertion, rubbing, and ejaculation of my penis, I find myself increasingly captivated by Ichihime’s honey pot as it awakens.
And once I’m completely captivated, I’ll probably spend the whole day having sex with Ichihime and abandon all my political duties.
That would be bad.
He ended up following the same path as our Ichijo Kanesada of Tosa, who was banished after incurring the displeasure of his retainers.
Developing Ichihime as a woman has been my wish ever since I was transported to this era.
However, the more I develop her, the more her “feelings” become a man’s torment, threatening to destroy my sanity.
In other words, I need to develop Ichihime while making sure I don’t become completely obsessed with her body—yeah, that’s going to be quite a challenge.
Once I finished ejaculating and my son’s penis had shrunk, I rolled Ichihime over my body and moved her to my side.
As she lies exhausted on the futon, my semen oozes out from between her legs, forming a large puddle, once again satisfying my desire for conquest.
I think the real thrill of internal ejaculation lies in that moment when you see the milky fluid dripping out afterward.醍醐味Daigomi
As I held Ichihime in my arms and whispered, “That felt good,” she smiled happily and asked for a kiss.
Then, she started to snuggle up to my chest, and the next moment she was breathing softly in her sleep.
She was probably worried about me, putting on a brave face, and was exhausted…
As I stroked Ichihime’s hair, I reconsidered the series of incidents involving the Rokkaku family.
(Perhaps I should send a letter to Nobunaga.)
This is not about Ishiwari Kanemitsu, but about the Asai family’s victory over the Rokkaku family.
In other words, by sending the letter, he was indirectly telling Nobunaga, “Now that we’ve weakened the Rokkaku clan, seize control of northern Ise while you still can.”嗾Keshika
Since the Rokkaku family did not act according to the history of the world I came from, it is possible that the Oda family may also not act as I know.
If the Oda clan did not act as in historical fact, the threat from the Rokkaku clan in southern Omi would still remain with the Asai clan, making it difficult for them to focus on domestic affairs.
That was something I absolutely wanted to avoid.
(Diplomacy is really necessary after all…)
They will have to navigate between the Oda and Asakura families skillfully, and they will also have to negotiate with the Tokugawa family regarding cotton.
Alternatively, it may be necessary to forge ties with the imperial court, to have as a trump card in times of need.
Domestic affairs, foreign policy, and military affairs.
As the head of a daimyo family, Nagamasa was expected to manage at least these three areas in a balanced manner.
(At this rate…it’s going to be quite difficult…)
Perhaps it’s necessary to fundamentally change the Asai family as an organization.
Based on that, we will appropriately allocate personnel and have them perform work that specializes in their respective fields.
No, if we don’t do that, we won’t be able to make Omi prosper.
There is absolutely no way for this region to develop without everyone’s help.
I held Ichihime close, and feeling her warmth, I drifted off into a deep sleep