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Bondage play is an activity that is extremely selective in terms of who enjoys it.
Since you are tying someone's hands and feet and restricting their actions, a relationship of trust is essential, and then you must also consider the personality of the person being tied up.
And the latter, in particular, is a crucial factor that determines whether or not the play can be completed.
No matter how much you love someone, if they say, "I absolutely hate being tied down," then it's over.
"Your lord...Your lord..."
That's why I felt relieved once again.
Since this type of play is not for everyone—if I saw even the slightest hint of disgust towards the act in Haruhime's gestures—I was prepared to stop immediately.
However, there is not even a hint of disgust to be detected in her voice.
With her wrists bound and her eyes blindfolded, Princess Chihime's entire body was illuminated by the flames of the hearth, and she was calling out to me as if inviting me.
"Osamu..."
I couldn't help but swallow hard.
The clothes she was wearing no longer resembled clothing at all.
The mere fabric clinging to her body, while perfectly concealing Princess Chihime's skin, intensifies the flames of my lust.
"Oh, my lord..."
In a voice that was both endearing and yet provocative, Haruhime kept calling out to me.
Thanks to the foreplay earlier, her skin, now flushed a pale pink with sexual arousal, was unlike her naturally fair and innocent skin; it was overflowing with lust and a desire to devour a male.
"What's wrong...? Why are you making that noise...?"
He reached out and grabbed the unsuspecting and unsuspecting Princess Osamu's waist, pulling her closer with force.
Then, without resisting that force, she obediently, with a look of pure joy on her face, and pressed her body against mine.
"It's your fault..."
I pressed my lips against Princess Chihime's slightly parted lips.
Without any resistance whatsoever, she accepted my kiss and then returned the favor by giving me a few soft pecks.
Bird kiss.
That way of kissing is exactly what I taught Haruhime.
She was scorned as a member of the Saito family and subjected to gruesome and horrific abuse by men.厠女Kawayame
However, for Haruhime, who was fortunate enough not to have her kiss stolen by other men, that act was—truly the greatest expression of love she could direct only towards me.
"...What's wrong with me?"
As I brushed back Haruhime's disheveled brown hair, I kissed her lower lip.
That plump, trembling flesh is exquisite to suck and lick.
That's the kind of captivating quality that keeps me hooked.
"Well...um...you know..."
Haruhime pretended to be sulky like a little girl, while rubbing her cheek against my chest.
Having grown up in circumstances where she couldn't rely on others, she is fundamentally someone who likes to be pampered.
However, this wasn't something that could happen anytime, anywhere—it was limited to times like this, when they were alone together at night.
While I spoil Haruhime, I also rely on her, and together we alleviate the various stresses we each carry in our daily lives.
"Didn't you say that...?"
Her feverish breath brushed against my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
"I will dedicate my entire being to you tonight."
As she said this, Princess Chihime's body trembled violently.
A lustful, intense sigh, like that of someone whose genitals are being directly teased, escapes from between her lips.
However, I wasn't really doing anything in particular—I was just holding her body in my arms...
There is only one answer that can be derived from that.
"I entrust everything of mine to you... ah... I, I..."
Haruhime—she derives pleasure solely from her own imagination.
"Your lord...Your lord...Your lord..."
As I hugged her, her cheeks flushed, her thighs rubbing together, and her whole body radiating an aura of love, I involuntarily swallowed hard.
I think that today, she'll probably accept any kind of play I want.
No matter how decadent or taboo an act may be, it will surely be overwritten and swallowed up by the feelings she has for me.
"Mmm... mmm... mmm... ah..."
After exchanging gentle kisses, he turned Princess Osamu's slender, light body over.
I had her sit on my lap, leaning her back against my chest.
"Hehe... uhuhu..."
As I held her close, covering her from behind, Haruhime let out a cute, childlike smile.
But that childlike smile—gradually melts away, transforming into something lewd.Adult
"Ah... so lovely..."
A dreamy murmur escapes her lips.
And indeed, beneath the crotch of Princess Osamu, who wasn't wearing any underwear, was my enlarged son, Big Sun.
It stood erect like a pillar, pulsating beneath her already moist and luscious cleft.
Even though their wrists are bound, not all of their movements are restricted.
With her hands still bound together, Haruhime touched my heated, rigid penis, then gently cupped it in her palms and began to move it up and down.
"Amazing... oh... it's already this much..."
"Well... it's because you're cute..."
"Ah... ahh..."
Perhaps because he is blind, he is more sensitive to sounds than usual.
As I held Chihime's body, which trembled at the slightest whisper in her ear, close, I gently ran my hand over her bare skin.
"Mm..."
My right hand is stroking around Haruhime's waist, while my left hand is caressing her side.
Her body is generally quite thin, and I can't help but think she would look better if she gained a little weight.
By touching the waist, you can clearly feel the shape of the pelvis, and by tracing the side of the torso, you can feel the bumps and curves of the ribs with your fingertips.
"Ah... oh... you..."
But oblivious to my worries, Haruhime let out sweet moans as her body occasionally twitched in response to my caresses.
She gripped and rubbed my big dick while slightly shaking her hips.
The slippery love juice clung to my rigid penis, and its reach continued to expand.
"Osamu... your hips are moving really well..."
I pulled Chihime's hand away from my big sun and embraced her slender body with both arms.
But even then, her hips didn't stop moving.
It writhes and twists as if it were a creature with its own will, completely engrossed in its lewd games.
"Oh... Don't say it... Please don't say it... That's so mean..."
She rubs the Big Sun not only against her vaginal opening but also against her clitoris.
My penis was bulging with veins, forming countless bumps—and she was rubbing her clitoris against those bumps, stimulating it and reveling in the pleasure.凸凹uneven
However, Haruhime maintains a shy demeanor, like a virtuous married woman.
Even if it's only superficial, it's undoubtedly something that excites me.
As I traced my tongue along her neck, a seductive sigh escaped her lips.
"...Does that feel good?"
While stroking Chihime's bare skin with both hands and nibbling on her earlobe, he asks a question.
But she doesn't answer.
Her upper body is fidgeting shyly, but her lower body is grinding her hips lewdly.
The answer is obvious, without even needing to be asked.
A light sheen of sweat had already formed on Haruhime's skin, and her pale nape was completely flushed red.
I finally ran my hands over her breasts, being careful not to touch her nipples or areolas, and kneaded their curves with both hands—leaving a hickey on the nape of her neck, and whispered softly.
"If you don't tell me the truth, we're not 'getting along' today, okay?"
"No, no...!"
My wife shook her head, showing her refusal.
By the way, when I say "getting along," I of course mean acts that include penetration.
"Please...! I want to be friends with you... Please...!"
"Well then... tell me? Does it feel good? Or does it not feel good?"
"That's...that's just..."
Haruhime's nipples became firm, and her areolas began to swell.
Even though she hadn't touched it, the bud of sensuality began to assert itself so boldly, as if speaking for her feelings.
"...To have you touch me, to have you by my side..."
—How could it not feel good...?
Haruhime murmured, then covered her blindfolded face with her clasped hands.
She must be truly embarrassed. She's making inarticulate sounds like "Ah" and "Uh," and her slender body is trembling.
"I see..."
I felt an overwhelming affection for her, and it made me feel even more aroused.
The length hasn't changed, but it feels like it's gotten a bit thicker.
Sensing this, Princess Chihime's hips twitched.
"Then let's... make it feel even better, shall we?"
"yes..."
Speaking in a tone like I was comforting a little girl, and after ruffling her hair, I grabbed my big sun.
He then tried to move it and press it against the entrance of Haruhime's vaginal opening, but...
"Sorry, Osamu. Could you just lift your hips up a little...?"
"I, I understand..."
Nothing seems to be working out.
In the end, I had no choice but to heat up Big Sun and have Princess Chihime sit directly on top of it.
Having something that's too big can also be quite a problem.
"Ahhh... uhh... ngh... hih..."
Little by little, as Haruhime's hips, supported by both my hands, began to lower, the firm, elastic head of my glans pushed open her vaginal opening and slid in smoothly.
That was all it took for her to let out a melting moan.
She's probably intoxicated by the sensation of having her narrow vaginal opening, with its densely folded fleshy walls tightly closed without any gaps, forcibly stretched open.
"Ah... haa... As expected, it's big... wonderful..."
With a slurping sound, the fleshy rod was slowly swallowed into Chihime's vaginal opening.
The wife, blindfolded and with her wrists bound, lowers her hips to receive her husband—a lewd yet beautiful sight.
Eventually, my glans reached the deepest part, and Princess Chihime's head suddenly slumped backward.
"This is... no good... it's... amazing..."
"I see, that's amazing..."
Men are extremely simple creatures; they feel happy about anything when a woman praises them.
I gently pressed my front teeth against my wife's larynx as she arched her back, stimulating it, while I swallowed her penis and stroked her bulging lower abdomen.
"But you're amazing too... Despite your small body, you've managed to swallow my... this much..."
"But..."
Haruhime whispered passionately, asking for a kiss.
"I love you so much it's driving me crazy... You belong to me... Mmm."
I intertwined our tongues and held her close.
A gurgling sound of water leaked from both the upper and lower mouths, then vanished like foam into the crackling noise of the hearth fire.
"Unlike Princess Ichihime, I probably can't bear children... But... as a woman, I am very happy. To be held in the arms of such a kind person as you... I have no regrets anymore..."
"Osamu..."
"Even if I die without bearing children, my memories will remain. Memories of being held in your arms—such happy memories..."
Haruhime gently kissed my lips again, then turned forward and pressed her back against me.
"To be loved by someone like me, and to be allowed to love someone like me... I think I'm truly a lucky person."
"..."
"Sometimes, try closing your eyes... That's really a good thing."
She said that in a soft, gentle voice.
"By feeling you within my body like this... I was finally able to understand your true intentions."
"...Huh?"
"What you can see isn't everything. The bonds between people exist even when they're invisible... And those invisible bonds are the most important thing for us humans... That's what you were trying to teach us, wasn't it?"
I didn't have any noble purpose like the one Haruhime was talking about.
She is a woman who exudes a refined and mature aura, like that of a married woman.
When you think of married women, you think of blindfolds; when you think of married women, you think of bondage. Following that formula, I'm simply engaging in this kind of play, driven by what I consider to be my lower-body urges.
(Hmm, but still, Osamu is naturally intelligent...)
Those commonly referred to as geniuses or prodigies are all like this, but unlike us ordinary people, they try to find some kind of meaning in each and every thing in their daily lives.
Then, you interpret its meaning in your mind, process it, and transform it into your own strength.
That's probably exactly what Haruhime is saying.
Interpretations vary from person to person.
Everyone is different; each person has their own way of perceiving and interpreting things.
Therefore, the idea that my bondage play has no sublime meaning is merely my own interpretation.
If Haruhime had any thoughts or reflections from the bondage play, then that is her interpretation, and it becomes her truth.
(Well... if that's how Haruhime sees it, then I'll go along with that idea.)
As I tightened my grip on Haruhime, I leaned closer to her ear and whispered softly.
Being able to adapt to changing circumstances is one of my strengths.
"Bonds are strength... And they can also be a light that allows us to see through an uncertain world."
"yes..."
"I hope that the bond between you and me will be the light that allows us to survive in this turbulent age."
"...Yes!"
After exchanging a gentle, tender kiss with Haruhime, I stroked her stomach with my right hand.
With Big Sun deeply in her mouth, it bulges out from the inside—a beautiful, smooth curve, slowly unfolding.
(Ideally, for Princess Osamu's sake, I'd like it to grow in a different way.)
With those thoughts in mind, he kissed Haruhime deeply this time, and slightly rocked his hips.
The flirting is over for now; all that's left is for them to cast aside their rationality and mate like animals.時間time
My clever young wife and new wife, understanding my intentions, let out a small sigh and leaned her weight against my chest.
"Then... Osamu, try spreading your legs wider."
"...yes"
Haruhime's slender legs spread apart.
It was an act that exposed the point of connection between her vulva and my rigid penis, but she, rather than being embarrassed, displayed a gesture that seemed to invite me.
She's usually a demure woman who keeps a bit of a distance, but lately, she's become quite daring, especially at night.
"What a beautiful body... it's so smooth everywhere..."
"Ah... ah... that spot is embarrassing..."
Although there are occasional subtle bumps and unevenness from old scars, it's still skin that feels good to the touch.
As I stroked the inside of my thighs, which were exposed as I spread my legs wide, I felt a little bit of regret.
(Oh, that's right... I should have brought that...)墨Sumi
In other words, we would mark the number of times Haruhime and I reached orgasm with tally marks on her thigh, creating a one-night-only record.
"Shoji" had mostly appeared in works of the rape/humiliation genre, but...
But for us who believe in pure love, that's like a medal of honor, signifying that we were able to love that many people.
(Plus, it allows you to check whether the sexual act is selfish or not.)
While thinking these thoughts, I tickled the area around her labia majora with my fingertips.
The moment Princess Chihime twisted her waist slightly to escape that feeling...
Without hesitation, I thrust my hips deeply once, knocking the tip of my glans against the deepest part of her vagina.
"Ahhh...!"
Shaking and panting, Chihime let out a cute little shriek.
"...She's cute."
"N-no... please stop... Don't say things like that, sir..."
"Why?"
"I...I'm so embarrassed..."
He grabbed both of Haruhime's upper arms and whispered in her ear, "You're really cute."
"I want to see more of your cute side."
"...Ugh"
"Even though your wrists are tied and you're blindfolded... I want to see you writhing your hips suggestively on top of your husband, moaning and getting off."
"Oh... that's... so indecent..."
"I want to see you in your shameless state."
Like a spoiled child, he kept repeating, "I want to see it, I want to see it."
But that strategy works against Princess Osamu.
Just as I spoil her in the bedroom, she also increasingly accepts my need for affection.
It's a kind of mutually dependent relationship, limited to nighttime, where they spoil each other—and in a way, that might be important for deepening a relationship between a man and a woman, including sexually.
"...Just for tonight, okay?"
"Ah... that's right."
And then, the magic password.
"Just for tonight," she muttered, justifying it as she spread her legs in an M-shape, lifted her hips, and pulled the penis out of her vaginal opening.
"Just for tonight... okay?"
"Ah... just for tonight."
I know that women need excuses.
But I also knew that there was no way that promise would be kept.
Any forgiveness you've ever given is stored in the past, and eventually, that becomes the basis for reshaping your relationship.
And gradually, we cross those standards and enter a new world of sexuality.
"Ugh... hah, ah... ah, ah... aaah!"
With a squelching sound, the vertically erect Big Sun was swallowed into the lustful cleft of Princess Chihime.
When I first held her, she didn't produce much vaginal fluid, but now it was gushing out.
Naturally, the more lubricant I have, the more slippery my glans becomes—and the more pleasurable it becomes to massage the plump folds of flesh densely packed into Haruhime's sensual opening.
"Ah... ah... mmm..."
With her eyes covered, Chihime's allure is heightened, and she lifts her hips again, trembling with shame.
Even that single act seemed to be pleasurable for her, and each time her hips lifted and my penis was exposed, the entrance to her vaginal opening tightened.
My Big Sun, with its veins bulging out so prominently, must be incredibly satisfying to eat.
I scooped up the lotion-like mixture of pre-cum and vaginal fluid that was being spurted out down my rigid penis with my fingers and pushed it into Haruhime's anus with my thumb.
"Ah... uh... haa..."
At that moment, my beloved wife let out a hot sigh mixed with pleasure.
Then, stopping her movements for a moment, she slightly wiggled her hips as if to confirm the sensation of my thumb buried in her anus—
"Kyaa... Uh, haa, uuuuu!"
—She takes my genitals deep into her womb, making soft, gurgling sounds.
Then her hips lifted again from the M-shape, and she began to enjoy my big dick with a squelching sound.
"Ah... ahhh... it feels good... it feels so good... you..."
The more he moved his hips, the wider Princess Osamu's mouth opened.
A tongue was dangling out of the opening, which was quite lewd.
"I feel good too... Osamu. It's slippery and you're gripping my thing so deliciously."
"Your lord...ah!"
Right now, she has my thumb stuck not only in her vagina but also in her anus—a kind of makeshift double penetration.
Nevertheless, Princess Osamu shows no sign of suffering.
She lets out lewd and beautiful moans as she becomes engrossed in the up-and-down motion of her hips.
"It's hard, and big... it's wonderful... it's really wonderful, and I love it...!"
A beautiful woman rhythmically shakes her hips, making squelching sounds.
Not only did she move up and down, but also left and right, and even diagonally to the left and right, so Princess Chihime's hips bounced and jumped in all directions.
"Hmm..."
I used my free hand to pinch Haruhime's right nipple a little harder, and while pulling and rubbing it, I asked a question.
"Is it this part of me that Osamu likes, or is it me as a person...?"
"I love you...! I love you... I love both of you...!"
"Haha, you're a greedy one..."
Such a greedy Princess Haruhime must be taught a lesson.
That probably suits her.
"Ah... mmm... ah... It's coming... ahh!"
He pulled his thumb out of Chihime's anus, then firmly gripped her thighs with both hands—and began to thrust his hips slowly at first, but gradually more violently.
Her back was arched sharply, and her tongue was sticking out into the air.
"Keep your mouth shut... I'll bite you."
"Ah... ahh, ahhhh... ahhhhhh"
However, all I got in response to my calls were animalistic moans.
The situation of being blamed by me must be absolutely irresistible to her.
Despite having her vision and hand movements restricted, her husband relentlessly attacks her with his piston-like thrusts...
For Princess Osamu, who has a strong masochistic inclination, this must be a truly delightful situation.
"Ah... it feels good, it really feels good..."
As I hold my wife's slender waist in place and thrust my hips vigorously, my urge to ejaculate grows stronger and stronger.
Chihime's vagina, smeared with my pre-cum and semen, became feverish as if she were delirious with fever—and then it would contract stickyly, whispering to my big dick.
"Please quickly pour plenty of the white, slimy bodily fluid over it and rub it in thoroughly," he said.
"Ah... ah, ahhh... ah... you, Hyama..."
Amidst the animalistic moans, I heard a voice calling my name.
As I traced my tongue behind her ear, I whispered softly in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"I love you... I adore you... you..."
—With slurred speech, Princess Chihime desperately tried to convey her affection for me.
Everything about it is just so adorable, I can't help but find it all endearing.
No man could possibly resist the urge to ejaculate after being told something like that.
"I love you too... Of course I love you! Ah, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum. I intend to impregnate you completely...!"
"Ah, ahhh, I love you... I love you...!"
The thrusting was so intense that it shook Haruhime's body violently.
But I'm not the only one taking action.
As I moved up and down in rhythm, Chihime skillfully manipulated my movements by bending her hips to the left and right.
"It's coming...it's coming, Osamu!"
"Ahh... Oh, come, come... Mmmmmmm!"
Haruhime's body convulsed violently, and soon she slumped down onto my chest.
At the same time, my glans suddenly swelled up, widening the opening and spewing out a large amount of milky fluid with a gurgling sound.
The amount and quantity of mucus were the largest ever recorded.
My lust, which had instantly taken over her uterus, then began to fill her vaginal opening.
Haruhime's belly bulged out, and I hastily pulled Big Sun out of her.
And indeed, at that very moment, like a dam breaking, a torrent of milky white liquid gushed out.
Moreover性質Tachi make matters worse, my big dick is still ejaculating.
The seeds, which were spurted out into the air, were unable to defy gravity and fluttered down onto Princess Osamu's body.
Then I hastily released the restraints from her wrists and removed the sash that was covering her eyes, but—
"Your darling... I love you... mmm... ah..."
—There, you see eyes so utterly blissful that you might mistakenly think there are heart symbols floating in the depths of them.
I was worried that I might have pushed them too hard, but it seems that was just unnecessary worry.
With the sensation of semen smeared all over her body, not just her face, Chihime placed her hand over her vulva and received the semen that continued to overflow.
Then, letting out a moaning sound, she began to press and rub it with her fingertips, as if masturbating.
"...You fool."
I whispered this to her and gently kissed her forehead.
"You don't have to do that. I'll give you more right now... plenty."
"Really...? Oh... how wonderful..."
Now, who was it that said we absolutely had to go to bed early tonight?
With those thoughts in mind, I leaned over Haruhime, who shamelessly parted her labia and begged for it, and once again plunged my penis into her vaginal opening.