When a woman becomes pregnant, it is generally advised to "avoid sexual activity as much as possible" until she reaches the "stable period" of pregnancy, which is usually around five months into the pregnancy.所謂so-called
This is because the risk of miscarriage is considered extremely high until the stable period of pregnancy begins.
The reason is that, up until five months ago, the placenta had not yet fully formed inside the uterus.
And if you ask why it's better to avoid sexual intercourse, a gynecologist would probably answer, "Because of the changes that occur in a woman's body during pregnancy..."
When a woman becomes pregnant, the first thing that changes is the vaginal opening.
Yes, it's the female genitalia that gently envelops the unworthy sons that men hang between their legs, giving them supreme pleasure.
The vaginal opening is home to a type of lactic acid bacteria called Döderlein . This lactic acid bacterium is a very healthy working family, continuously producing lactic acid in the vaginal opening day after day without rest.桿菌Kankin
Thanks to their productive activities, the vaginal opening remains acidic.
This prevents other bacteria from approaching the vagina, thus maintaining its self-cleaning function—allowing my big sun, as well as other men's little boys, to feel safe and enjoy intimate moments with women.
However, pregnancy drastically alters a woman's vaginal environment. Hormonal changes cause the vaginal opening to remain constantly engorged.
As a result, the inside of a woman's vagina becomes swollen, and inevitably, vaginal secretions increase, making it wet and oozing.
Many perverted dads love this state so much that they shout, " I love doing this!" and dive into their wives who have entered the stable period of pregnancy.妊婦Mom
However, these changes in the vaginal opening were a hellish experience for Döderlein bacilli, like a midsummer night.
Most of them are unable to withstand the change, become exhausted, and the lactic acid production line comes to a halt.
It's easy to imagine what would happen if you were to thrust your lust-filled penis into it at that moment.
Bacteria on the penis multiply in the weakened female genitalia, harassing, violating, and killing the peacefully living Döderlein bacilli.嬲Nabu
And the bacteria that suppress Döderlein bacilli and expand their territory can invade even the female uterus, corrupting the very fruit of love between a man and a woman.
In addition, there are also physiological issues on the male side.
In other words, the problem was the semen or pre-ejaculate itself.
This is because semen and other bodily fluids have the function of causing a woman's uterus to contract—in other words, to clench.
Under normal circumstances, there would be no problem.
It's simply a matter of indulging in pleasure with the woman you love, releasing yourself completely inside her, and enjoying the afterglow.
However, the situation is completely different when the child is in the womb.
The thought of what would happen if semen, which causes the uterus to contract, were injected while a baby is clinging to it inside the womb is terrifying.
But that's not all; uterine contractions also occur when a woman reaches orgasm, which is quite a problem.
However, the contraction in this case is apparently only momentary, so the situation is different from when semen is released.
However, it goes without saying that if you reach orgasm and contract repeatedly, things will get very complicated.
Also, apparently touching a pregnant woman's nipples can immediately trigger uterine contractions, so it seems you shouldn't touch those either.
In other words, the nipples and the uterus are closely connected—just hearing that makes me feel a little excited.
So, this is all the knowledge I have about women in the early stages of pregnancy.
It's absolutely not because, in my previous world, I was forced to act as the boyfriend of a female friend who became pregnant after resorting to compensated dating out of loneliness, rushing to the gynecologist and receiving a lecture from the doctors and nurses along with a detailed explanation of a "guide for pregnant women."
Just as I was thinking about such things, Ichihime's alluring lips approached my cheek—and after a quick peck, her slimy tongue crawled out and began licking and smacking.
Ichihime laid me down on my back, then ran her left hand over my big dick and rolled my left nipple between her fingers with her right hand.
And her tongue is inserted into my ear canal, sucking and slurping—if you only look at it, it's the kind of play you'd expect from a high-class prostitute.字面Jizura
No, I've never been to a sex shop.
Unconsciously, I reached out my hand to the opening of Ichihime's kimono and tried to touch her soft breasts.
"Ah... no, that's not good."
But Ichihime twists her body and tries to escape from my grasp.
"That old woman told me, 'While you're pregnant, men must not touch your nipples.' She said that if you don't, you'll miscarry..."
They apologize with a regretful look on their face, but there's nothing I can do about it.
I know that, and above all, it's for the sake of my beloved wife's health.
To begin with, it's my fault for reaching out to touch it even though I knew I shouldn't.
However, the "no touching" rule is quite tough. It's like being told to "wait" when presented with a delicious meal.
And being constantly at the mercy of women definitely didn't suit my personality.
"Therefore, from now on, I will serve Lord Nagamasa wholeheartedly every night, so I humbly ask for your forgiveness..."
But Ichihime is showing me the utmost sincerity.
To begin with, one should be extremely grateful that one's wife would even offer to "accompany her husband in satisfying his sexual needs every night."
Through our married life, she must be painfully aware that I'm what people commonly call a sex maniac.
You should know very well how difficult it is to deal with a man like that.
However, I could clearly see the desperation in her heart as she offered to serve me.
Perhaps, in the presence of a woman named Haruhime, she felt a sense of danger in her own way.
Even putting aside any bias, the woman named Osamu Takenaka is beautiful.
She exudes an air of a somewhat melancholic married woman in the afternoon, and despite her small stature, she has a distinctly feminine figure. Her dark brown hair is wavy and looks very soft.
(If I hadn't known about Ichihime, I wouldn't have been surprised if I had become obsessed with her...)
However, the reality is different; I met Ichihime and we became husband and wife.
And without a doubt, Ichihime is the woman I love most.
However, simply telling Ichihime "there's nothing to worry about" wouldn't truly reassure her.
It becomes much clearer when you put yourself in the other person's shoes.
I have a girlfriend I love with all my heart.
But imagine that your lover has, without you realizing it, developed a close friendship with a male friend, or someone similar, who is clearly in love with them—
(—Oh, I would go insane if that happened to me.)
Yes, I can say that with certainty. That's why I understand Ichihime's feelings so well.
"Lord Nagamasa... Lord Nagamasa..."
Ichihime mutters my name like she's delirious, while desperately playing with my nipples and penis.
However, that's merely an imitation of what I do for her.
Ichihime is simply recreating on my body the same caresses I have given her.
However, that means that what Ichihime found "pleasurable" was simply my caresses—and thinking about that makes me very happy.
My wife then lowered her tongue down to the nape of my neck, where she paused and began sniffing.
"...what up?"
"No, it's nothing."
With that, she began to playfully tease the back of my ear and the space between my Adam's apple and my chin with the tip of her tongue.
I involuntarily shivered.
The area that Ichihime is licking is a part of the human body where dirt tends to accumulate due to its structure.
Incidentally, during the Sengoku period (Warring States period), bathing was nothing short of a luxury.
That means that in this era, people hardly ever got to take a bath.
I make sure Ichihime takes a bath every day, but I only do the bare minimum, like wiping her body with well water. That's all I could do.
"Stop it, it's dirty there..."
"It's not dirty at all."
Ichihime released her hands from Big Sun and her nipples, and clung to my body with her whole body, saying:
"There's nothing dirty about Lord Nagamasa..."
"city..."
She tightened her grip on me, and I instinctively hugged her back.
Apparently, touching her chest or other sensitive areas is prohibited, but they seem to allow this much.
As I felt the soft curves through her kimono, I inhaled the rich, feminine scent emanating from her neck, and my head began to spin.
"Do you remember...? Soon after we got married, Lord Nagamasa licked my... my, my pussy... and even though I resisted, he said, 'There's no way you're dirty, is there? If you were a dirty woman, I wouldn't have any standing in having married you.'"
Ichihime continued speaking, using the lewd words I had taught her, feeling embarrassed about it, but nevertheless.
"I still clearly remember the words you spoke to me at that time. That's how happy Ichi was. To see Lord Nagamasa love and accept even the ugly parts of Ichi..."
Is that so? I'm impressed that girls remember even the smallest, most insignificant things.
However, I think it's best not to trust the words of a man consumed by lust.
"Therefore, it's the same for Ichi. There's no way Lord Nagamasa could be dirty. How could Lord Nagamasa, whom Ichi loves, be dirty...?"
Saying that, she took a deep breath against my neck, and with her eyes glazed over, she said:
"Ah... it smells so good... Ichi, I... love this..."
When I gently stroke Ichihime's hair, she sniffs and snuggles up to me.
This continued for a while, but eventually she must have remembered her original purpose. My beloved wife hurriedly reached out to my big sun.
"Oh, are you satisfied now?"
"Please... stop..."
When I teased her like that, Ichihime's cheeks instantly turned red.
"For someone like Lord Nagamasa, this is how it should be...!"
Ichihime slightly parted her luscious lips, lowered her head onto my chest, and took my nipple into her mouth.
Then, making lewd slurping sounds, she sucked it up, wetting her fingertips with saliva, and then traced her fingers over the other nipple, rolling them back and forth.
Her free hand gripped my rigid cock and began stroking it up and down.
"I-Ichi... you've become so lewd..."
"Slurp... slurp... no, that's not it... mmm..."
Hot, lustful sighs escaped Ichihime's lips, and the heat of it radiated through my chest, hitting my neck and creeping up to my face.
The lewd look on the face of this stunningly beautiful girl made my big sun grow even more tense.
"It's for Lord Nagamasa's sake... so... there's no other way..."
Breathing heavily and overcome by her own sexual arousal, Ichihime continued to serve me.
"Ah... mmm... Lord Nagamasa... you look so tense... poor thing..."
Ichihime rubbed the protruding part of the fleshy head of my big sun with a ring she made with her fingers, letting out sweet sighs.
"Ah... It's gotten so... so big... and hard... ah... slurp..."
As my innocent and lovely wife licks and plays with my nipples and rubs her crotch against mine, giving me her best lewd service, my big dick is so moved that it starts to shed tears.
The pre-ejaculatory fluid that oozed from his rigid penis clung to Ichihime's fingertips, and a lewd, squelching concert began.
Each time her fingertips brushed against the head of my penis, I couldn't help but move my hips.
Sensing this, she focuses her attack on the glans with a ring of her fingers.
"Whoa..."
Ichihime takes her mouth off my nipple and blows a breath on it, which is now wet with saliva.
I was bewildered, my hips involuntarily jumping. Where did she get such knowledge? It's absolutely outrageous—
--I'm terribly sorry, it was all my fault.
"Hehe... It's strange... Lord Nagamasa is so strong... and yet, this part of him is... so cute..."
Ichihime looks up at me with her eyes cast upwards, whispering with a feverish, lewd expression on her face.
"Lord Nagamasa... Well then, I'll take my leave now..."
With that, she smoothly moved to my crotch and brought her face close to my rigid penis.
"Ah... it smells amazing..."
With a melting voice, Ichihime sniffed softly, her beautiful face contorting in lust.
And then, unbelievably, she gently pressed her beautiful nose against my penis.
"Ah... this is really hot..."
Well, of course.
But I couldn't even say anything like that; I was simply overwhelmed by the sight before me.
A face of unparalleled beauty is voluntarily rubbing against a hideous and viciously shaped penis.
And as she traced the curve of her well-defined nose along the shaft, her face moved slightly up and down.
In short, each time, a large amount of pre-ejaculate gets on Ichihime's nose and cheeks, and the penis diligently rubs the impregnation fluid onto her beautiful face.
Indeed, I was at the height of excitement.
It's more of a mental thrill than a physical one.
It seems I had a fetish for defiling beautiful jewels and staining them with my own grime.
Indeed, I felt an overwhelming pleasure in making the pure face of my beloved, beautiful princess slippery and sticky with my pre-ejaculate.
"City... ugh...!"
Finally, Ichihime's tongue extends and she begins to lick my big dick.
A hot, rough sensation crawls up my rigid penis, licking away my pre-cum.
"Mmm... It tastes strange... slurp..."
With her supple hands, Ichihime stroked my penis while gently massaging my scrotum with her other hand.
Then, she extended her tongue from her alluring lips and began to play with the tip of my urethra, which was already dripping with pre-cum.
"Ugh... Ichi, that's... bad...!"
"Hmm... Is that so?"
Ichihime wore a lewd smile, inserted the tip of her tongue into the tip of his penis, scooped up the pre-ejaculate, and swallowed it.
Then, with a lustful gaze directed at me, she began licking the base of my penis.
Moreover, while checking my reaction, she precisely extends her tongue to my weak spots.
At that point, all I could do was moan in pleasure, letting her find out.玩Moteaso
"Lord Nagamasa... so lovely..."
I have absolutely no idea what's so great about me, but apparently that's how Ichihime sees me right now.
Is it like the feeling we men get when we find a woman attractive after we've pinned her down?
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... This is too naughty..."
Before I could even retort, "That's you, isn't it?", I groaned, "Whoa..." and recoiled sharply.
Ichihime opened her mouth wide and took my glans into her mouth.
"Hmm..."
Like a singer gripping a microphone tightly, she grasped the cock with both hands and slowly and steadily swallowed the menacingly protruding head into her mouth.
The sensation of Ichihime's alluring oral mucosa was pressed against my glans, and I instinctively held her head down.
"Mmm...!"
With cries of agony, yet without resistance, my beloved pregnant wife lets my cock sink into her mouth.
(Oh... what a nasty new wife you are!)
I gently grasped her head and began to move it up and down.
A lewd squelching sound echoed each time the fleshy head sprang from Ichihime's lips.
As for Ichihime, her beautiful face had completely melted with pleasure, and she was at my mercy.
Its length prevents it from penetrating very deep, but it still feels incredibly good.
Trembling with the thrilling pleasure running through my hips, I pulled away from Ichihime's face and instructed her to move on her own.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, slurp, slurp"
Ichihime's head bobbed up and down violently.
The penis swells when it presses against your cheek, and then shrinks when you suck it.
Her pure and beautiful looks, the envy of all people in the world, had been obscenely ruined by oral sex.
She too was engrossed in the lewd game, indulging in the act as if in a feverish trance.
"Ah... that's good, that's great, Ichi, it's the best...!"
When I stroked her head, she looked very happy and, in addition to moving her tongue up and down, she started to entwine her tongue with mine.
Her brave attitude aroused me, my penis trembled, and the moment of ejaculation was rapidly approaching.
Sensing this, Ichihime began to stroke the shaft with both hands, filling her mouth with a lewd lake of saliva and pre-cum, and intensified her caresses of the glans.
Indeed, Big Sun was now trembling violently—and its tip was wide open.
"I'm going to release it...!"
"Mmm... mmmmmm!"
A torrent of semen, like magma, overflows into Ichihime's mouth and flows down her esophagus. But there's too much of it to swallow.
Ichihime involuntarily took her mouth off my glans, and inevitably my big dick spurted semen in an unexpected direction. My sperm shot up into the air, and eventually fell in an arc, guided by gravity.
And most of them made an emergency landing on the charcoal in the hearth, sizzling and burning.
The charcoal in the hearth gets hot enough to roast rice cakes. Of course.
"Ah... ah..."
Perhaps she had lost all strength, because Ichihime sat with a slumped, girlish posture, her face blank as she stared blankly at the large amount of pregnancy fluid that had plunged into the ashes.
But my big sun is still as hard as ever.
(I want Ichi... I want to thrust my all into Ichi's vaginal opening...!)
I approached her, stripped off her uchikake (outer robe), and opened her kimono to the side, exposing her chest in one swift motion.
Ichihime panicked greatly and tried to cover her chest with both arms.
However, her slender arms couldn't hide them; on the contrary, her flattened breasts only added to the eroticism, intensely arousing my sexual desire.
"It, it hurts..."
When I grabbed Ichihime's breasts, she made a pained expression.
She's in the middle of having sex, and that expression on her face only increases my libido.
—But the expression on her face was of a different quality.
"Ah... I'm sorry..."
Yes, he was in so much pain that I couldn't help but apologize.
"I...I'm so sorry, Lord Nagamasa. Well, my chest has been feeling really tight since this morning..."
Now that you mention it, pregnant women's breasts sometimes become painfully swollen, don't they?
I seem to recall that the "Pregnant Woman's Guidebook" also mentioned something like that.
"Um, Lord Nagamasa! Ichi is saying it again...!"
"No, it's fine."
I gently stroked her head, then I straightened her kimono.
Then, he gently kissed her forehead, pulled her close, and slowly stroked her back.
This is to express my gratitude for the pleasure I received, and also to apologize for causing you pain at the end.
She had been pleading for the sexual release to continue in my arms, but my soothing hand movements gradually seemed to calm her down.
She rests her cheek against my chest and quietly accepts my afterplay.
"Lord Nagamasa... aren't you in pain...?"
Ichihime still had her hand on the rigidly erect Big Sun as she asked that question.
To my shame, my prodigal son was loudly demanding that we continue having sex—but I was desperately trying to suppress that bestiality with reason.
"It's not spicy at all. Don't make such a fuss about it."
"Oh... I'm so sorry!"
Ichihime quickly released her hand from my rigid penis.
The reason I spoke so forcefully was because I had a feeling that if the stimulation continued like this, I might lose my reason, push her down, and mercilessly thrust my penis into her honey pot.
"How pathetic, to lose my mind over something as trivial as my lower body..."
Even though the fruit of my love for Ichihime is growing inside her womb, my bestial nature ignores that fact and craves the pursuit of pleasure.
But I couldn't allow that. Not for my sake, not for Ichihime's sake, and not for the sake of the Asai family—
"..."
Being the intelligent girl she is, she must have understood the situation from my expression.
On Ichihime's face, a complex mix of two emotions—joy and sorrow—was evident.
—First of all, I feel joy in the fact that I am trying to suppress my own sexual desires for the sake of her and our unborn child.
—And then there's the sadness of the fact that she can't even satisfy the sexual needs of the husband she loves.
Overwhelmed with both joy and guilt, she tears up and hugs me tightly.
While she was still clinging to me, I lifted my hips, pulled up my hakama, and shoved Big Sun inside.
No matter what I do now, I won't be able to penetrate my beloved wife.
My unworthy son is enraged and grieving over this fact, and tears of passion are streaming down his face, wetting the inside of my hakama.
"Lord Nagamasa..."
"It's okay."
"But..."
"You're important to me. More than anything, more than anyone."
I pulled Ichihime away from my chest for a moment, then put on the bedding I had discarded.
She then hastily began helping me get dressed, and within a dozen seconds, I was neatly clothed.
"Let's go to sleep."
I laid her down on the futon, picked up the uchikake (outer robe) that I had taken off her, and draped it over her.
"Um, Lord Nagamasa...?"
Surprised that he still hadn't gotten into the same futon, Ichihime sat up and uttered a questioning voice.
I held her back and laughed.
"No way. If I were to share a futon with you right now—I'd probably do something terrible."
Big Sun still craves female bodies and has not yet deflated.
Disgusted by the strength of my own libido, I crouch down and stroke Ichihime's head.
"So, at least for tonight... let's not sleep together. I'll sleep in that haystack over there..."
"—!? That's impossible! I won't let that happen! I won't let Lord Nagamasa do something like a farmer!"
"It's fine!"
I hugged her tightly as she sat up and protested with a fierce expression, and I spoke to her slowly, trying to persuade her.
"Ichi, whose wife are you, anyway?"
"That is... well, Lord Nagamasa's wife..."
"How should a wife follow her husband's instructions?"
"Th-that's...!"
Seeing her sad expression, he told her, "I'm okay," and kissed her.
"By the way, let me tell you, if you ever sneak out of your futon and sleep in my straw—I'll send you back to the Oda family."
"...!"
In other words, that's the outcome my wife and I least want—and that's precisely why Ichihime will come to painfully realize the seriousness of my resolve towards her.
She bowed her head and clutched her wedding kimono tightly.
But if we didn't draw a clear line here, it seemed like it would lead to irreparable damage.
In this day and age, a miscarriage can claim not only the child's life but also the mother's.
"I love you with all my heart."
"Me too! I love him! I adore Lord Nagamasa to the core!"
"Therefore, we must endure."
I ruffled her hair and then collapsed into the pile of straw in the corner of the room.
"Ten months and ten days...that's the time until you give birth and we can make love again—I'll endure it no matter what."
Feeling Ichihime's gaze, I lay down in the straw. The smell of sunshine made me feel quite good.
And at the same time, it reminds us of the fact that most people in that era used straw as bedding.
(I could manage this for a day or two, but doing this every day would be tough...)
I twisted my body to escape Ichihime's gaze, tried my best to shut out the throbbing in my groin, and closed my eyelids.
In any case, all I can do is hope that she gives birth to the baby safely and create an environment that will allow that to happen.
And... if I were to become an obstacle to her childbirth and safety, it would be completely counterproductive.
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It seems I fell asleep without realizing it.
With my eyes still closed, I became aware that my consciousness had awakened.
My big sun hanging between my legs seemed completely sulky, refusing to get an erection. It lay limply between my legs.
Even so, considering I slept in hay, I seem to have gotten a very good night's sleep.
The phrase "good sleep" perfectly describes it.
I turned over in my sleep on the soft pillow that had likely supported my peaceful slumber—and then jumped up in a panic.
"...good morning"
Indeed, there before me was my beloved wife, smiling as she sat in a formal kneeling position.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"Ichi, you—"
I told you not to sleep at my place!
Just as I was about to open my mouth to yell at her, she would preemptively strike back with a resolute expression.
"I did not sleep with Lord Nagamasa. As Lord Nagamasa said, I slept alone, woke up a little early, and simply rested my head on Lord Nagamasa's lap."
I was about to say, "That's sophistry," but stopped myself.
"Ichi, you really are...a strong-willed woman."
"...Not as much as Lord Nagamasa."
Then they exchanged wry smiles.
When I extended my hand, Ichihime stumbled but took it and shakily stood up.
And he seemed to be walking very unsteadily. His legs must have been completely numb.
She was desperately trying to keep it a secret.
From the way she looked, it was clear that she had been using my lap as a pillow for quite a long time.
She probably crawled out of bed as soon as I fell asleep.
(I really wonder why they would go to such lengths...)
As I reached out to embrace her, feeling grateful for the depth of Ichihime's love, but also a touch of unease—
"Lord Bizen-no-kami, it's Tsubaki! And Lord Naotsune is with me! There's something urgent I need to tell you!"
The voice of Princess Ichihime's lady-in-waiting echoed from outside the sliding door.
I exchanged glances with Ichihime, then picked her up and carried her to the futon, calling out, "Come in."
The sliding doors immediately opened, and sure enough, Kaede and Naotsune appeared, looking very excited.
"What's wrong? You're up so early in the morning—"
"My lord, we have received a report from the Takenaka forces!"
As if to negate my question, Naotsune's voice, like a thunderclap, rang out.
And at that moment, I understood what was happening.
"So my brother-in-law has captured Inabayama Castle?"
"That is correct! We have received the surrender demand from the Oda family that was made last night!"
"...Okay! I understand!"
I responded with a slam, held down Ichihime as she tried to stand up, ordered Tsubaki to help her change clothes, and then told Naotsune.
"Naotsune, have the preparations for Taishakutsukimo immediately! I, Nagamasa, will personally go to Lord Nobunaga right now to offer my congratulations!"
"Wow"
"You can rest assured about the security situation. Sekigahara is now under the influence of our Asai family. And the Oda army has entered Mino, so the rebels will not be able to operate openly."
For the Asai family at that time, the most important thing was their relationship with the Oda family, whose territory they would soon be sharing.
In order to oppose the Asakura and Rokkaku families, it would be best to improve Nobunaga's opinion of them.
And presumably, Nobunaga will soon be receiving congratulatory messages from many quarters regarding his victory over Inabayama Castle.
At that time, the Asai family must not fall behind and get lost in the multitude of congratulatory speeches.
"After I depart, instruct Masamoto to prepare the celebratory gifts as soon as possible. And as soon as they are ready, have them transported to Mino."
"But—"
Naotsune tilted his head and said:
"Is it alright if you, Lord, do not bring a gift yourself?"
"No, I already have one. If it's a souvenir..."
I smiled as I looked at Ichihime.
"Lord Nobunaga may have a nephew...that news would be the best gift of all."