"Well, it'll probably work out, but it seems like it'll be tough."
I couldn't help but mutter to myself.
At first, I used my mouth and hands to avoid using my main entrance, but during our honeymoon period, I decided that wasn't a good idea. I also asked Toki if I could still get pregnant.
"Your period's probably stopped due to psychological stress. The blood tests suggest you're not completely out of chances, but it's borderline—maybe a one-in-a-million shot"
Toki gave me a barely passable evaluation. She also mentioned that she herself was borderline and prescribed me a vaginal lubricant. What a thoughtful daughter.
On the first day, it was quite forced. I used the lubricant and barely managed to get it in. It went deeper and wider than when Kohaku was inside me, but I also helped spread myself. The sensation of something large stretching me from the inside was unfamiliar.
The feeling of that thick thing rubbing against my insides was half pleasure, half discomfort. When it went even deeper, I made a strange sound—not quite a moan of pleasure, but mixed with a bit of pain and discomfort.
I guess this is goodbye to my past experiences. Thank you, Kohaku...
I silently apologized to Kohaku, who had passed away. I had been in mourning for about 20 years, so I hoped he would forgive me with a smile.
I was thinking about this while playing with Hisui's nipples after the first internal release. I knew I should have been focusing on my partner, but this was a rite of passage, so I hoped he would forgive me.
"Huge dick."
"Sadist."
"Lolicon."
The words I said at that time didn't really mean anything. Pillow talk doesn't have to make sense; it's just about connecting with your partner. As long as they don't become cold and distant after ejaculating, it's fine.
That's why I made him say things like "Get pregnant" when he came inside me. Men tend to be kinder to women who are or might be carrying their child. I wanted to make sure he was aware of that, even if I had to force him to say it.
And so, I made him say it over and over. Good boy. He was still in the palm of my hand.
On the second day, I went a bit overboard with the preparations. I had Tsugumi help me get right to the edge, and I spiked his drink with aphrodisiac wine. I also wore a special outfit designed for seduction and showed it off in the most flattering location. When I invited him, he completely lost his senses and became like a wild beast...
Sniffle
Even though he had lost his reason, he showed no signs of violence. He was overflowing with kindness and sincerity.
Gasp
I guided him with my words, making him chant my name, tell me he loved me, and beg me to get pregnant. Of course, the fact that he could say those things even in his frenzied state meant something. And naturally, hearing those words affected me too. The strategist falls into their own trap, but since we'll be together forever, it's fine if we're both head over heels in love. Eventually, we won't be able to tell the difference between truth and lies anyway.
Squish, squish
I was very satisfied. He held me tightly, and we both shouted until our voices were hoarse. We were covered in each other's fluids, dehydrated, and too exhausted to move. But I didn't want to let go, so we stayed like that, even though we were both a mess.
Hisui regained his senses much later in the day. He seemed very embarrassed, but I was enjoying myself, so there was no need for him to feel awkward.
On the third day, we both stayed sober after realizing we had gone too far the day before. Hisui seemed hesitant, so I gave him a lecture. I told him to stop holding back and to ask for what he wanted. I assured him I could handle anything except pain and discomfort.
After my lecture, he finally understood and started talking more. Good boy.
I took a commemorative photo with a triumphant expression and shared it with the wife group. I also checked the surveillance camera footage, and there were some quite flattering shots. I'll share those too.