A realistic hologram, as if it were actually there.
The alluring glow of their skin, and the breaths of a man and a woman.
A documentary that allows you to feel all sorts of information related to life itself.
"Lord Nagamasa... will wearing something like this bring punishment from the Water God...?"
Ichihime stared at it intently.
Before me was my own figure, clad in the miko (shrine maiden) attire that my husband had chosen for me earlier this year—the attire worn by a miko of the Biwa sect.
The shape of the shrine maiden's attire itself is not significantly different from that of a typical shrine maiden.
白衣ByakueShe is wearing a robe underneath , and a skirt-type scarlet hakama.朱襟Shueri肌襦袢Skin covering
Because it was before the act itself, that's all that's shown in the video, but in public, she was supposed to wear the Chihaya over her white coat.
"Well, even the water god isn't that narrow-minded."
"But I... I'm worried that something might happen to Lord Nagamasa..."
Those were the sweet words exchanged in the bedroom long ago.
Even without knowing the date, it's clear. This took place on May 27, 1568 (Eiroku 11).
Ichihime, who has made it a habit to keep a diary and reflect on each day, was able to vividly recall the events of that day.
(If I do it now... I can still stop watching. I won't have to comfort myself alone and then be enveloped in emptiness later...)
But contrary to those thoughts, Ichihime's gaze never left the three-dimensional record.
His fingertips never stopped the video either.
As Ichihime gazed intently, she saw her former self—revealing her last vestiges of shame in front of her beloved husband.
"Besides, even though you're wearing such sacred clothing, you shouldn't be doing lewd things..."
In the video, Ichihime said with her eyes downcast.
Her face was flushed crimson, and her eyelashes were trembling.
However, the husband tried to soothe and comfort his wife by saying:
"Don't worry. The Water God presides over marital harmony and the prosperity of descendants. He wouldn't look down on the actions of my wife and me."
A holographic Nagamasa is gently stroking the head of Ichihime in the records.
Seeing herself with her hair tied back in a single ponytail with a silk ribbon, Ichihime superimposed that image onto her current self, and a smile of ecstasy spread across her face.
"Come on, Ichi..."
"yes"
Since my husband says so, it must be true.
Then and now, Ichihime had complete trust in Nagamasa.
In the video, I've completely relaxed and am clinging to my husband's waist as he looks up.胡坐sitting cross-legged
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
Right now, I can't feel my husband's warmth, but the person in the video is enjoying it.
That's only natural, of course, but for Ichihime, who's starved for male attention right now, it's incredibly enviable.
(I... I might really be a despicable woman... To be jealous of myself of all people...)
Ichihime, acutely aware of her own misery, turned her resentful eyes towards the hologram.
There, dressed as a shrine maiden, she was rubbing her face against her husband's crotch.
Nagamasa was already wearing nothing.
He was thrusting his enormous, thick, and hard penis, fully erect, in front of his wife.
"It's completely hard now..."
My own face was filled with rapture.
I was so jealous, I couldn't help but be envious.
Ichihime kept her eyes glued to the video screen and fumbled around, touching the surroundings.
I can't find it. No, wait, I found it.
The princess picked up a wooden dildo—shaped like Nagamasa's penis.
Incidentally, it belonged to Ichihime herself.
"Lord Nagamasa... you seem excited... by me in my shrine maiden attire."
"Of course."
Nagamasa in the video laughs, messing up Ichihime's bangs.
It's so dazzling and mischievous—it makes your heart flutter .表情face
"Men are creatures who feel joy when the woman they love wears a special outfit. There's no way they wouldn't get excited."
"Oh, I see."
Listening to my past self whispering with embarrassment...
Ichihime realizes that her excitement is reaching an uncontrollable level.
Excitement towards her holographic husband and his naked body, and jealousy towards her own recorded self.
All of these things intertwine, causing the uterus of a woman who has given birth to throb with an unbearable ache.
"Lord Nagamasa's penis...it's certainly bigger than usual."
"Ah, I'm so attracted to you—I want to be with you right now."
"happy..."
My husband confidently declared that I, his wife, was attractive.
The exhilaration I feel from it makes me feel even more joyful than the person I am in the video.
And once again, I realize that Asai Nagamasa was indeed a very wonderful gentleman.
Above all, they are excellent at communication.
Since they were able to throw out the exact words I wanted to hear, it was impossible not to become engrossed.
It is often said that a man speaks with his back, but to Ichihime, who knew her married life with Nagamasa, such words are nothing more than a symbol of male negligence.
It's definitely better to communicate directly.
"But, Lord Nagamasa..."
"what up?"
"Before you can show me your affection, I'd like to offer you my services first."
In the video.
Saying this, Ichihime rubbed her cheek against his fully erect penis.
After affectionately rubbing her face against it, she closed her eyes like a maiden and pressed her lips against the underside of the glans.
The sound of a kiss, "chu," echoed strangely in my ears.
(Oh... Lord Nagamasa, Lord Nagamasa...)
In the records, I can feel the warmth of my beloved husband's body while serving his precious penis.
However, in the real world, Nagamasa had gone to the battlefield.
I couldn't possibly feel his body heat.
All Ichihime could do at that moment was to kiss the handmade dildo modeled after her husband—with a lustful, sticky passion.
"Ichi, you've gotten pretty good too..."
In front of Ichihime's eyes, her past self is licking and sucking her husband's crotch.
He puckers the tip of his tongue and flicks it against the underside of his penis.
I know it myself. I know that my skills have reached a level that would put even a prostitute to shame.
"Mmm... ah, kiss... nibble, mmm... mmm... ah"
Her eyes were completely aroused.
She runs her tongue slowly over her beloved husband's rigid penis, licking the soft, fleshy head of his glans with the tip of her tongue.
The real Ichihime, as if superimposing herself onto the image, frantically sucked on the glans of the dildo.
"Ugh..."
I could hear my husband let out a groan of pleasure, as if he had let it out unintentionally.
Yes, in the video, she took his glans into her mouth and began deepthroating him.
Moreover, the hologram of myself is even using my left hand to part my own labia and masturbate.
The moment she realized it, Ichihime became aware that her vagina was becoming moist.
(What a...despicable woman...)
The lewd acts of myself and my husband are being played back as a 3D image.
Feeling an indescribable excitement, Ichihime stuffed the dildo into her mouth and began to deepthroat it herself, moving it in and out with her right hand.
In this way, I masturbate while creating a sense of masochism, and I superimpose the image of myself in the video onto my current self.
Now Ichihime's vulva is completely wet, radiating a musky heat and dripping with fluid.
(But there's nothing I can do... there really is nothing I can do... my body aches, and there's nothing I can do about it...)
As she wriggled and squirmed in pleasure, Ichihime in the video began to take new actions to please her husband.
She split open the front of her white coat, along with her undergarment, and freed her breasts, making them jiggle.
A symbol of womanhood, someone who is confident in herself.
Without any hesitation, she brought it close to her beloved husband's penis and squeezed it between them.
"Ah... that's good, Ichi..."
"Hehe... Lord Nagamasa, please enjoy yourself to the fullest..."
In the video, Ichihime's eyes, filled with affection, were directed towards her husband.
Then, with a dreamy expression, she slowly and gently moves her breasts with both hands.
Yes, it's the "boob job" technique that my husband taught me.
As she caresses his penis with her breasts, a thick, viscous pre-cum begins to ooze from the tip of Nagamasa's glans.
The liquid is a pre-ejaculatory fluid, yet it is also very viscous.
Before anyone realized it, Ichihime's breasts in the video had become sticky and dripping with lewd fluids.
"Ah... Lord Nagamasa's little penis...it's twitching, it seems to be enjoying itself."
"Ah, that feels so good..."
"Um... which feels better, me or Princess Osamu...?"
"I'm not going to tell you that."
"Oh... I'm sorry..."
Me in a video where I'm being scolded.
Watching this, Ichihime realized that she was indeed a possessive woman.
"But... I don't intend to lose. My breasts are bigger than Princess Osamu's... and besides, I can do this too."
In the video, Ichihime said this and squeezed her nipples tightly with her fingertips.
Suddenly, breast milk gushed out.
She sprayed it onto her husband's huge penis, and then resumed giving him a titjob.
"Lord Nagamasa, you said this before, didn't you...? That Ichi's tits and pussy are the best in the world."
The holographic Ichihime whispered such obscene things while moving her breasts so much that they distorted their shape.
Even as this was happening, breast milk spurted from her nipples, staining Nagamasa's crotch with a milky white fluid.
But he said nothing, only looking down at his wife as she diligently and wholeheartedly devoted herself to her duties.
It's clear that there's excitement in the fact that breasts, a symbol of femininity, change their shape and form.
However, more than that, seeing Ichihime working so hard to please men—it must be that he is satisfying his desire for conquest.
And the real Ichihime is also shivering with excitement, her spine trembling with masochistic feelings.
The sexual pleasure derived from licking and sucking on a wooden dildo while stirring around in a dripping wet vagina.
The princess, trembling and trembling at the sight, her eyes glazed over with desire for a man.