The genitals are both a symbol of masculinity and its greatest weakness.
Men everywhere would readily agree that the scrotum—commonly known as the ball bag—is the most vulnerable part of the body to being shot.
I've heard that this part that hangs down below the penis is apparently the equivalent of the labia majora in women.
This area, composed of skin and muscle, may or may not have hair depending on genetic information.
Now that I think of it, I remember a friend of mine from my previous world who had hair growing out of his scrotum.
Apparently, just before his school trip, he became ashamed of his physical characteristics and, after much deliberation, committed the heinous act of plucking out his hair by hand in the bathroom the day before the trip.
If you observe your own scrotum closely, you'll see that it has many thin blood vessels.
Poor friend, while plucking the hair from his scrotum, apparently pulled out some hairs near the blood vessels and injured them.
"Everyone, unfortunately, Student C will not be able to come on the school trip."
I remember the class teacher, a 27-year-old female teacher at the time (who taught geography, history, and civics), saying that while holding her head at the meeting point for the school trip.
"He bled last night after plucking the hairs from his scrotum, and was taken to the hospital by ambulance for treatment... So, everyone, please never pluck the hairs that grow on your scrotum... Got it?"
When we heard that, our balls started to clench...
In short, the scrotum is such a delicate area that it's best to avoid touching it altogether. However—
"Slurp... slurp slurp slurp... mmm... slurp..."
"Ugh... that's bad... that's really bad...!"
—Humans were creatures burdened with deep-seated karma.
Just having your scrotum sucked and your testicles rolled around with a tongue can give you an incredible sexual sensation.
"Hehe..."
Yoriko smiled at me and released my scrotum with a soft pop.
Those light green eyes gleam ominously, and when she looks up at you—it sends shivers down your spine.
Observing my reaction, Yoriko released her right hand, which had been teasing my glans.
Then, with his left hand, he rubbed my penis a little harder and vigorously, while blowing on my scrotum, which was slick with saliva.
My hips twitched and jumped with surprising ease.
"Shall I lick you now, Nagamasa-san?"
Ryoko takes both hands away from my shaft and glans, sticks out her alluring tongue, and shows it to me.
Her face slowly approaches Big Sun, but stops at the absolute perfect moment, just before her tongue touches the shaft.
"What shall we do, Nagamasa-san?"
Yoriko gave a seductive smile and laughed.
But all the while, her left hand continued to move, steadily building up sexual pleasure on my penis.
Her warm breath blows on him, and Big Sun begs, several clear tears streaming from his glans.
"Lick it...please."
"Yes, I understand. If that's what Nagamasa says."
Straightening her posture and extending the tip of her tongue, Yoriko licked the underside of his glans.
An indescribable pleasure runs through my spine, making me tremble.
Seeing this, she smiled like a mother watching over her mischievous son, and gave the tip of my penis a quick kiss.
"Hehe...that's naughty, Nagamasa-san."
When Yoriko's lips and my penis separated, a silver bridge appeared, just like when we had a deep kiss.
That's clearly my pre-ejaculate...
The fact that I had defiled the delicate lips of a woman who looked like nothing less than a celestial maiden from every angle filled my male instincts with delight.
"Well then, I'll be going now..."
Yoriko released her left hand, and her lips parted.
Her tongue danced and slid up the left side of my penis.
A hands-free, moist fellatio. I groan, stretch my neck, and look up at the ceiling.
"Mmm... lick... slurp..."
Yoriko licks the constricted part of the penis head with the tip of her tongue, coating it generously with saliva, and then blows on it.
It was clearly the skill of a seasoned professional.
Then she licks down the right side of the penis, starting from the glans, and continues licking up the underside.
When my underside gets a little kiss, it sends shivers down my spine.
"Hmm..."
Then, her mouth opened wide—and my glans was easily swallowed up.
Yoriko's mouth was warm, as if only his penis were soaking in a hot spring.
My dick is being swallowed deeper and deeper into her mouth.
The glans is pressed against the back of the throat, and compressed by the palatine tonsils and all the mucous membranes of the throat.
A normal woman would gag and wouldn't be able to enjoy the play at all.
But Yoriko is a monster. Without gagging, and without hesitation, she shakes her head, continuing to slam my glans against the back of her throat with a squelching sound.
"Indra Moon Hair... you... that's amazing..."
Yoriko's face swayed violently back and forth, and her beautiful silver hair swayed back and forth.
The golden stray hair is also bouncing around in a similar way.
Without thinking, I placed both hands on her head and ruffled her hair.
Perhaps pleased by this, Yoriko's oral service became even more passionate—she began sucking my dick, making vulgar slurping sounds.
"Ah... slurp... slurp... slurp"
Commonly known as a "fellatio face"—or a "hyottoko face."
Yoriko's mouth began to suck on my penis, her cheeks hollowing out, and her face becoming incredibly lewd.
She looks at me with her eyes looking up, shaking her head and making a disgusting slurping sound.
They're probably setting it up on purpose to excite me.
And that plan has been successful.
The visual sense of depravity comes from seeing her goddess-like beauty crumbled solely for the vulgar and lewd act of serving a man's genitals. And then there's the pleasure of having the male flesh stimulated in the warm mud.
Adding to all of that, they make my eardrums vibrate with lewd sounds and stir up my brain.
There's no way I wouldn't be excited.
"Mmm, slurp, slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp... slurp"
A vacuum fellatio technique that uses only head movements, without using any hands.
Moreover, it's not just being sucked.
Yoriko's tongue is constantly licking and sucking on my glans, precisely targeting my male weak spot.
"Slurp, slurp, slurp slurp... slurp slurp slurp"
"S-Stop...!"
Feeling the urge to ejaculate rising up inside me, I hastily called out to stop.
But perhaps that wasn't a good idea, because Yoriko smiled gently and began to caress him with even more passion.
"Ah... ah, no, no...!"射精in
"No."
But just as he was about to reach his climax, Yoriko suddenly took her mouth off his penis.
My big son is crying out that he wants to ejaculate, and is twitching and convulsing, a particularly thick pre-cum dripping from the tip of his penis.
However, her interest lies not in her son.
With a mischievous smile, she looked up at me and whispered:
"Please lie on your back."
Yoriko said that, stood up, and pushed me in the chest.
A soft, bouncy sensation, reminiscent of a high-quality waterbed, runs down my back.
"T-Taishakutsukimo..."
"Nagamasa-san"
Just like when she was in horse form, her voice was beautifully clear and resonant.
And the voice that calls my name is gentle and warm, like a mother's. It's hardly the kind of voice one would use to address a sexual partner.
Yoriko climbed onto the abalone plant and came towards me, using both her hands and feet to support herself.
"Please be patient a little longer. That is recommended."
She said, as she slowly traced her right index finger around me.臍belly button
Then the finger moves upward and rolls over my left nipple.
Having been pushed to the brink of ejaculation just moments ago, this stimulation alone seems like it could make me squirt.
"Make sure you only ejaculate when you're pushed to the absolute limit, Nagamasa-san."
Saying that, Yoriko opened her mouth wide and let her tongue hang out.
Her tongue kissed the tip of my penis, and the impact made my hips jump violently.
Seeing me gasp, Yoriko smiled and let a large amount of saliva flow down her tongue.
But that's all.
The thick, lewd substance dripped onto the tip of my penis, overflowed, and ran down my glans and down my shaft.
Saliva flows down along the bumps and ridges of the bulging, prominent veins.
It coats and marks my big sun, and finally spreads all the way down to the base.
What happened after that was that we broke up.
One of them continued to fall, dripping all the way down to my scrotum.
The other type stays at the base of the penis and gets tangled in the pubic hair.
"Hehe..."
Yoriko smiled at me and gently massaged my testicles with her left hand.
And his right hand was not on his penis, but on its base—the area with pubic hair.
"Shall we make sure to leave a strong scent on it?"
A voice and gaze that sent chills down my spine.
I immediately understood the meaning of her statement.
He coated my pubic hair with a generous amount of saliva and began to ruffle it around, as if shampooing it.
"I wonder if this will make them realize that Nagamasa has been keeping females."
Yoriko asks me questions in a voice that combines the warmth of a mother with the lewdness of a succubus.
"My male is being taken advantage of by other females."
With a giggle, Yoriko scooped up every last drop of the gooey saliva from the base of my big penis...
She rubbed that foamy, soapy substance against my penis.
"Nagamasa, now you have a male concubine."
Saying that, she tickled the tip of my glans with the tip of her nose.
"I will never leave you again. Until my body perishes, until my life ends... I will never return, even if it means losing my life, and I will stay by your side."魂魄compact
"What does that mean...?"
My question never took shape and got lost in the groans.
It was because Yoriko's mouth opened and she swallowed my glans with ease.
And that's not all.
She's using her fluffy saliva foam to lubricate and stroke my penis.
A lewd slurping sound escaped from her mouth, and an obscene squelching sound rose from it.
"Ah...ugh..."
All I can do now is grit my teeth and endure the torrent of sexual pleasure.
"T-Taishakutsukimo... I can't take it anymore..."
As she took my big dick into her mouth and sucked on it, Yoriko looked at me with a look of urgency.
Then, she lowered the corners of her light green eyes and smiled.
It was a very lewd smile.
She smiled as she sucked on his penis and stroked it with her hand.
—A shiver runs down my spine, a feeling of ejaculation that feels like it's about to explode.
I couldn't even make a proper sound, and all I could do was ejaculate into Yoriko's mouth.
My big dick throbbed and pulsed, and as usual, a huge amount of semen spurted out.
"Ah... ugh...!"
But Yoriko, who was caressing my big dick deep in her throat, showed no sign of being upset at all.
She closed her eyes softly, seemingly letting all of my semen flow down her esophagus.
And when I finished ejaculating, Yoriko took her mouth off Big Sun with a lewd squelching sound.
She slowly opened her mouth, revealing the inside of her mouth, which was slick with semen and her own saliva.
Then, she swallowed with a gulp, swallowing everything in her mouth.
"Thank you for the meal, Nagamasa-san."
As I stood there in a daze, Yoriko gently stroked my cheek with her right hand and smiled at me, saying those words.
His left hand is still reaching out to his penis, which is still semi-erect and retains its core, and he is gently stroking it as if to soothe it.
"Nagamasa's semen was very forceful. And it 'accumulates' well in the 'stomach'."
I don't really understand what she's saying.
But the overwhelming sensation of ejaculation made me desperately want to be pampered and comforted by something.
He must have realized that immediately.
Yoriko offers her beautiful breasts right in front of my eyes.
Drawn to it, I buried my face in the gentle, modest swelling and took the soft, squishy nipple into my mouth.
"Hehehe... Nagamasa-san is such a spoiled little thing."
While Yoriko was sucking my nipples, she stroked my head with her left hand, while simultaneously stroking my penis with her right hand.
"It's not coming out yet, but you're sucking so hard..."
But what can we do about it?
I thought this to myself, my mind hazy, as I refuted her words.
Breasts are meant to be kneaded, and nipples are meant to be sucked. As long as that is a fundamental biological function and desire, men will continue to suck on women's nipples.
"Oh, you've grown so big, Nagamasa."
Yoriko whispers in my ear, using a voice like she's soothing a baby.
"Would you like to press it ...?"射精is
I didn't respond to her voice, and instead pulled my lips away from her nipple, which was beginning to harden—and buried my face in the area below, where her navel smelled so sweet, and hugged her.
Yoriko's stomach is smooth and has a devilishly pleasant feel to it.
Just rubbing my cheek against it made me feel happy and content.
"You are truly my dearest..."
Yoriko showed no signs of disgust at my impulsive actions, and gently stroked my head.
"But, Nagamasa-san..."
She stroked my head from the back to the nape of my neck, and as she playfully twirled her slender, beautiful index finger around my left shoulder, she said:
"Let's soak in the hot springs. We'll continue the story there."
That voice contained both tenderness and lust—and I knew it.
The maternal instincts that people feel are a mixture of these two elements, coexisting and existing in a precarious balance of tension.
"Now, will you warm me up?"
Yoriko pushed my bangs aside, met my gaze, and smiled.
All I could do was nod frantically like a little elementary school kid.
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The hot spring is too big for just two people.
It was probably designed to accommodate a large group, perhaps more than 30 people.
As I stepped into the bath, shoulder to shoulder with Yoriko, we were pressed tightly together.
"Haa..."
—It was so incredibly comfortable that I couldn't help but let out a sigh.
And seeing me like that, Yoriko gave me a smile of saintly love.
"This is the third time I've soaked in a bath with Nagamasa-san."
She said this, then scooped up some water with her palm and put it in her mouth.
Then, after swirling it around in his mouth, he spat it out of the bathtub.
Yoriko repeated that two more times.
They're probably cleaning the inside of their mouths.
"I believe the first time was when I was with Oda's princess, and the second time was when I was with her and a new female."
Yoriko rested her head on my chest, playfully twirling her fingers around her breasts, and said thoughtfully:
"I would be dressed as a horse, and I would be washed all over, or massaged."
"Oh... that's right."
"Yes, it was a very happy time, Nagamasa-san."
She said that, staring intently at my right arm.
"And before we went to the foot of Mount Odani with Nagamasa, I accidentally injured your arm, didn't I?"
"...That brings back memories."
I put my arms around Yoriko's waist and pulled her close, reminiscing about the past.
At that time, she—Taishakutsukimo—was furious, wouldn't let me get close, and slashed my right arm with her horns.
But soon my arm was healed by her...
"Hey, Taishakutsukimo"
"What is it, Nagamasa-san?"
"May I ask you something?"
"Yes, anything you need."
Horses are creatures incapable of lying, and Yoriko also inherited that bloodline.
The response to my question is undoubtedly credible.
"That reminds me of something about my arm... How were you able to heal the wound on my arm?"
"Yes, that's what you're talking about."
Yoriko responded playfully by tracing the area around my areola with her fingertips.
"My fox-horse, a type of monster like me, has a special component in its bodily fluids. If this can be applied to the affected area of a living being, it can condense platelets, induce vasoconstriction, and stop bleeding."
"Hmm..."
"However, that is only the initial stage of the phenomenon. My phagocytic cells take in the dead cells in the affected area, normalize them, and repair them. That is how the wound can be healed."
However, it's not a complete cure—it leaves a scar, just like Nagamasa's right arm.
Yoriko said that and reached her hand from my nipple down to the scar on my right arm.
"If it's just a bruise, it can be healed quickly."
Her smooth hands trace and caress my shoulders.
That alone gave me an indescribable sense of relief and happiness.
"Thank you. There's one more thing I'd like to ask..."
"Yeah"
"Why does Yoriko... well, help me?"
"..."
"Well, um... how should I put it, it was strange."
I continued to talk to Yoriko, who was silently rubbing my right arm.
"I heard you were originally Asai Ryosei's beloved horse, and judging from what you said at the water god's place earlier, that must be true. But if that's the case, why are you helping me? When we first met, you were so determined to reject me."
"..."
Yoriko remained silent for a while, then responded, carefully choosing her words.
"Because I realized that you are the most important person to me."
"..."
"That is why I am helping you... Mr. Nagamasa."
Those words are not a lie.
But while it wasn't a lie—she didn't tell me the essential truth.
"I'm sorry, but that's all I can tell you, even as a concubine. At least, that's all I can say for now."
As Yoriko said this, she lowered her eyebrows and made a apologetic face.
"But I'm sure I'll be able to tell you someday..."
Looking at her expression, I thought that she probably had a lot of internal conflicts going on inside her.
However, horses are creatures that do not lie.
I don't know when it will be, but I'm sure that while I'm still alive, they will answer the question I asked earlier.
"Sorry for asking something weird."
I stroked Yoriko's head, just as I had done when she was in her horse form.
Come to think of it, this might be the first time I've ever petted Taishakutsukimo, who has a human form.
Yoriko had a surprised look on her face, but when I gently stroked her cheek, neck, and body, just as I had done with Taishakutsukige...
She closes her eyes and makes gestures that show she is truly comfortable.
"Something feels... weird."
"What do you mean?"
"No, until just now I was... well, completely at your mercy..."
"fault"
"Oh, well...it's not that I didn't like it...!"
I was frantically making excuses to Yoriko, who was looking at me with her eyes cast upwards.
"It's just too shocking... I never thought something like this would happen with you, and, well..."
"Nagamasa-san"
Yoriko hugged me tightly as I panicked, and said in a soft voice:
"Please rest assured. I have no intention of disliking you, Nagamasa. And I am well aware that you were shocked by my presence. If a male is suddenly attacked by a female, he will naturally become wary. The opposite is also true, though."
In reality, if a solid relationship of trust hadn't been established between me and Taishakutsukimo, it would have just been a reverse rape...
While thinking about such things, I stroked Yoriko's head.
"You had no other choice, right? To solve the problems I was facing."
"Yes, that's correct."
Yoriko said that and licked the scar on my right arm.
Even though it's something from the past, it's something he himself put on. It must still bother him.
"But you were supposed to be the wife of Asai Nagamasa..."
"it doesn't matter"
Yoriko said in a clear and distinct voice.
"The reason I became the wife of 'Asai Nagamasa' was simply because I still had lingering feelings about the Asai family to which Ryomasa belonged. That was the only reason I infiltrated human society and became that man's wife."
"..."
"To me, a male individual is merely one of many. 'Asai Nagamasa' was simply one of those individuals."
She probably wants to say that she has no feelings for him.
But even so, there are still some things that bother me.
"But, Taishakutsukimo, when you and I first met, you seemed quite angry..."
"..."
"Why was that? Did she really not expect to be divorced...?"
"..."
It seems I hit the nail on the head.
Yoriko seems to have absolute confidence not only in the fox-horse's original form, but also in its transformed state.
That's probably why she never imagined she'd be stripped of her position as a wife.
Nevertheless, considering that he returned to the Asai family in the form of a horse, his feelings for Ryomasa and the Asai family must be genuine.
"Sorry, I said something weird."
I hugged her and apologized.
Then Yoriko gently kissed my lips.
"No, what Nagamasa said is correct. I have no reason to criticize him for it."
Yoriko smiled, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"But shouldn't we stop talking about this now? There are males and females. So what's needed there isn't words, but a connection of body and mind."
She gently kissed my cheek and said:
"For now, just do as you wish, Nagamasa... Don't try to please me excessively, just be yourself. Let your hearts and bodies follow their desires, intertwine with each other, and love each other deeply and passionately. That is what it means to live."