Vol. 1 Chapter 6 – A Sweet Night

“I…want to take you as my wife.”

“I do not wish to become a burden to you, Ozma-dono…”

Across the table, Shirley answered with her eyes cast downward.

“You don’t need to worry. I said what needed to be said to Her Majesty the Queen, too. I won’t run away from being Ozma anymore.”

I reached out, placed my hand over Shirley’s white hand and watched her as she hung her head.

“I’ll say it one more time. Will you become my wife?”

If I gave the order, there was no way Shirley could refuse. I had already understood well enough that, in this country, the name Ozma held that much absolute authority.

But even so, I deliberately asked her. I did not want to do something like forcefully taking her as my wife when she hated it.

I told myself that if she showed even the slightest sign of reluctance, I would give up.

Even if that meant losing her, it could not be helped.

I did not want to become the same kind of man as that little mustached bastard.

A long silence filled with tension followed. Eventually, she lifted her face, dyed bright red, and murmured.

“I also…want Ozma-dono… to be the one…”

A relieved breath slipped out of me. I forcibly tightened my expression, which was about to collapse into a smile and stood up. In a panic, she also rose from her chair.

At the side of the table, we walked toward each other and gazed into one another’s eyes.

Her blue eyes were moist, so beautiful that they seemed capable of pulling me in.

Only a few days had passed since we met. Even so, I had become so drawn to her that I could think of nothing but her.

Maybe I had only panicked because a girl who had feelings for me was about to be taken away by another man. Maybe I had only become excessively concerned about her. That might be true. But I thought that was fine.

I gently held her shoulders and stole her lips.

Her lips were a little colder than I had imagined. Their surface was moist, and a wet sensation came through. In that instant, the core of my head went numb with a jin. From that point on, self-control was meaningless.

“Chuku, kuchu… chupu, muku, chururuu…”

I slipped my tongue into her mouth, and our tongues entwined with each other. As we greedily exchanged sweet saliva, I even felt the illusion that our two bodies were blending together and melting into one.

“Fumu…chu, mu, mu. Fuchururuu, n, kuchu, chucchu… haa, haa…”

After a long, long kiss, I pulled my lips away while feeling reluctant to part from her.

Seeing the white thread stretching between our lips and Shirley’s somewhat flushed expression, I felt my dick growing hard and standing erect.

‘I want to embrace her, push her down… and hold her.’

I had only intended to confirm her feelings today, yet my desire kept swelling without limit.

Still aroused, I placed my hand on the hem of her short tunic and slowly lifted it up.

Her white skin gradually came into view. I pulled the tunic from her arms and completely removed it, revealing her red underwear.

Her slender body, without even the slightest bit of excess flesh, formed sensual curves. Her trained abdominal muscles were faintly defined, and yet her tightened waist was so thin it looked as if it might snap at any moment.

Her breasts hidden beneath her underwear were not especially large but the glimpse of cleavage visible there captured my gaze and would not let go.

“Um…I do not always wear underwear this flashy. I thought that perhaps…I might be made the wife of the Crimson Ozma, and if that were the case, th-then, a-as expected, perhaps I should wear something crimson… something red…”

While hiding her chest with her arms, Shirley lowered her head, her cheeks flushed bright red. Even that gesture was terribly adorable. When I thought that she too had been hoping she might be taken as my wife, it made me even happier.

“Thank you. I’m happy.”

When I told her that honestly, she looked up at me from beneath her lashes. Then, although still bashful, she began lowering her skirt herself.

Exposed before me were her thighs, adorned with a red garter belt that matched her red panties. I am by no means a poetic person but the moment her skirt fell to the floor, I felt as if I had seen sunlight streaming through a break in the clouds. That was how divine she seemed.

I lifted her body into my arms and gently laid her down on the bed.

“Ozma-dono… um…please be gentle with me…”

Shirley shyly turned her face away, the area from the tip of her nose to her cheeks dyed crimson. When she made a face like that, there was no way I could hold myself back. I hurriedly stripped off my clothes and covered her body with mine.

The bed creaked with a gishi sound. Our skin touched, and the warmth of her body felt incredibly pleasant.

“Shirley…”

“Ozma-dono…”

As if guided by the sight of her lowering her eyelashes, I stole her lips once again.

“Nn!? Nn, uh, fumuu, nchu, chu, chu, chuuuu!”

Our tongues tangled fiercely, and in my arousal, I licked the inside of her cheeks and her gums. Even more intensely than our first kiss, we devoured each other.

And while continuing to kiss her, I reached out and caressed her skin, smooth as silk.

Her trained limbs. Beneath her skin, I could feel the sensation of supple muscles. Yet when I stroked her, she was incredibly soft. Her fine, delicate skin seemed to cling to my palm.

“Ahh…”

The sensual breath spilling from her lips excited me even more.

I moved my fingertips as if tracing a path from her back to her side, then gently touched her breast over her underwear.

“Anh…”

In that instant, her body jumped with a bikun. Feeling the softness of her breast through the fabric made my head feel as if it were boiling. But honestly, I did not really know what to do from here. It was my first time too.

‘With magic, if you follow the proper procedure, it activates correctly, but… the steps, what should I do…? Is this right?’

While hesitating, I continued kneading her breast as if I were shaping balls of mud. Then, suddenly, Shirley reached her hand toward my cheek.

“You may do as you like, Ozma-dono…”

She must have realized I was confused. Now that I thought about it, she knew I was a virgin.

As a man, it was hopelessly uncool, but I felt just a little more at ease.

Resolving myself, I slowly shifted the underwear covering her chest upward.

At the tips of those white mounds of flesh, pale pink nipples stood erect. Even while she was lying down, her fresh, youthful breast remained facing upward without sagging at all. It may sound exaggerated, but I was moved by them so deeply that even I was surprised.

I ran my fingers over her breast, kneading them as carefully as if handling something fragile, then gently kissed one tip.

“Nah!”

At that instant, Shirley’s body sprang with a bikun.

If I simply called it a spinal reflex, that would be the end of it, but even that small reaction made me happy, and I continued licking her nipples.

“Nn… nnn… nmu…”

As I persistently continued stimulating her breast, her breathing began to take on a pained, yearning tone. Using the changes in her voice as a guide, I changed the places I stimulated. Trial and error, experimentation and observation, one could even call them the nature, the saga, of a researcher.

“Ah… aah… Ozma-dono… ah, ah, anh…”

‘She’s feeling it… I’m making Shirley feel good.’

When sweetness mixed into her voice, I wanted to make her feel even better and better.

Even I was shocked by how clumsy my hands were. I was completely feeling my way around. It probably was not even at the level where one could discuss whether I was good or bad at it.

Even so, I was the one making her feel pleasure. When I thought that, something welled up from deep within my chest.

“Fuku… mu, nmu…”

I slowly moved my fingertips from her breasts down toward her lower body. From her side, I traveled south to her navel and then to her thighs. Her slightly sweaty thighs felt damp to the touch. Was it because she was aroused? I felt as though her whole body had become hotter than before.

I ran my fingers along her thighs as if drawing lines, and eventually reached the space between her long legs. Then, through her underwear, I traced it with my fingertips, as if confirming the shape of the vertical crevice there.

“Nn… nah!? Nnnn…”

I slipped my fingers inside her underwear and gently parted her pubic hair. A kuchu, wet sensation touched my fingertips. When I ran my fingers along her secret cleft, she could no longer bear it and pulled her lips away, letting out a yearning『Aah…!』

“You’re wet, Shirley.”

“P-please don’t say it…”

When I held my fingertips, now coated with her love juice, in front of her eyes, Shirley blushed red and covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.

‘She’s cute… I can’t believe she’s this cute.’

Holding a girl in my arms. It was not as if I had never imagined such a thing before. But the body of a real girl far surpassed anything I had imagined.

Still driven by excitement, I moved down toward her lower body and placed my hands on her panties. I slowly pulled them off her legs, and when I spread her thighs apart with both hands, pink, soft flesh was exposed, and my eyes became glued to it.

The private parts of a girl I was seeing for the first time was far more complicated in shape than I had imagined. Its surface was moist, trembling with a hiku-hiku motion.

“O-Ozma-dono…p-please don’t look. It’s… embarrassing…”

Seeing Shirley so embarrassed excited me even more.

Was the reason I got this excited by the sight of a girl’s embarrassment because I was an old man on the inside? No, I wanted to believe that was not the case.

I lowered my face between her legs and brought my lips close to her crotch. Then I extended my tongue and licked the complicated folds of flesh.

“Nkuhi!?”

In that instant, her body sprang with a bikun, and she let out a strained, desperate-sounding voice.

“O-Ozma-dono! Y-you mustn’t… i-it’s dirty…”

“There’s no part of you that’s dirty, Shirley.”

Shirley was feeling it. When I thought that, I was simply happy. I wanted her to feel even better. And so, I extended my tongue even further.

I lovingly and carefully licked and sucked each fold of flesh, one by one. Then I ran my tongue over her cunnilingus, licking upward as if stroking it.

“Nah! Ah, aaah, O-Ozma-dono is…m-my l-lewd place… ah, ah, ah, aaaah…”

When I spread her labia with my fingertips, deeper inside, her vaginal opening was pulsing as if breathing.

I slipped my tongue in there, feeling the pressure tightening around the tip of my tongue, and licked inside her vagina.

“Kuh, nn, nah! Ah, hih… n-not there, y-you mustn’t!”

Shirley twisted her body violently. The sound of the sheets rubbing against her skin echoed strangely loudly.

Even though she told me I mustn’t, I could no longer stop. I desperately stretched my tongue deeper inside her, until the root of my tongue felt like it might cramp.

A thick, chokingly vagina scent stimulated my nose. While tasting the mingled saltiness and sweetness of a woman on the tip of my tongue, I moved my tongue even more fiercely and Shirley writhed even harder.

“Ah, nnaah! Ah, ah, ah!”

Apparently, she could no longer even form words of refusal.

Her open thighs closed, tightly trapping my head between them.

When I thought that it meant she was feeling it that much, affection overflowed within my chest.

‘More. Feel it even more…’

I wanted to make her feel so much that she would never be able to forget me. Though I was a virgin who did not know his place, I held that thought in my heart and continued moving my tongue according to my desires.

“No, ah, ah, a-any more than that, nnah… I-I’ll go strange… ah, ah!”

Her buttocks began trembling and convulsing. Her love juice seemed to have grown thicker, too.

And then…

“Nnaaaaaah! Ah, nnnnnnn!”

Shirley thrust her hips up and trembled.

Her toes stretched out sharply, and strength filled the fingers gripping the sheets.

There was no doubt she had reached her climax.

With a doro, love juice overflowed from her vvaginal opening and wet my mouth. A thick musky feminine heat-scent drifted heavily through the air.

“Haa, haa, haa, haa…”

Her chest was rising and falling greatly as it sought oxygen. Her usual dignified expression had melted into pleasure, and her unfocused gaze drifted vaguely through the air.

After being shown such a sight, there was no way I could hold back anymore. After all, I was a virgin. I wanted to hold her. I wanted to become one with Shirley. I wanted to make her mine.

I had never imagined I was such a greedy person.

“Sh-Shirley… I’m going to put it in.”

When I told her that while looking straight into her eyes, her cheeks flushed, her blue eyes grew moist, and she nodded.

“Haa, haa, haa… I-I’m happy… Please come. Please make me yours, Ozma-dono.”

Without even having the composure to answer, I placed my dick against her vaginal opening, then sank it all at once into the sea of seductive flesh.

The first sensation was far too vivid. Her pussy was narrower than I had imagined, and when I forced it in, there was a pulling, strained feeling.

“Haan, ah… nn, nnn…”

Seeing her furrow her brow and bite down on her own finger made the excitement inside my chest rise without limit.

‘…! It’s tight… Is it supposed to be this firm?’

Zuri, zuri, came the sensation of flesh rubbing against flesh. I thrust my hips forward, pushing open the narrow flesh hole and forcibly invaded deeper inside her, aiming for the back of her vagina.

“Fugi!? Ngiiii!”

Then Shirley suddenly twisted her expression as if in pain, and her body stiffened.

In my head, I understood that I had just broken her hymen. But I could not tell which sensation had been the feeling of that membrane tearing.

“A-are you okay?”

“Haa, haa, haa… I-I’m fine… Please do as you like, Ozma-dono. Please love me a lot.”

No sooner had she said that, with tears gathered at the corners of her eyes, than she cupped my cheeks with both hands, pulled me close, and kissed me.

I did not know whether there was a way to do it without hurting her. After all, I had no experience.

It was probably hurting her quite a lot. Even so, seeing her bravely seek me out made me want to respond to her somehow.

While hugging Shirley with all my strength, I began moving my hips again.

“Kuh, nnnn, Ozma-dono is inside me… aaah, nn, nn, nn…”

“Does it still hurt?”

“…It hurts. But if it is something you give me, Ozma-dono, then even the pain makes me this happy. I never imagined the day would come when I would love someone this much, this much, this much…”

It looked as though she was forcing herself.

But in the voice that slipped from her in time with the movement of my hips, I felt as though a sweet tone was gradually beginning to mix in.

Then I wanted to make her feel so good that she would forget the pain. That was what I thought.

But during my first time having sex, the only thing I could do was move my hips.

I had neither knowledge nor technique. The only thing I had was love.

I rubbed her vaginal walls with my dick, repeatedly striking the deepest part.

“It’s hitting deep… nn, nn, nnnn!”

Each time I thrust against the depths of her vagina, Shirley’s body trembled. The folds of flesh clinging around my dick were growing so hot they felt as if they might burst into flame.

“H-hot, Ozma-dono’s penis is so hot! I-it’s getting bigger and bigger inside me… ah, ah… nnn!”

As I continued thrusting upward, before I knew it, the stiffness had vanished from her expression, and reactions of pleasure began to appear here and there.

Then I wanted to make her feel even better and better, so I moved my hips even faster.

“Ah, s-so intense, ah, ah, ah! A-amazing… it f-feels… good!”

As I made the bed creak and thrust again and again into the depths of her vagina, she finally honestly spoke of the pleasure.

And in time with my movements, she began to move her hips faintly. As we rubbed our hips against each other, with every thrust, her inner walls tightened, her love juice clung around me and our sweat wetted each other.

“Shirley! Shirleyyy!”

While calling the name of my new wife, I held her tightly and kissed her.

“Nchu, chujuru, pechu… nnn, nah, ah, ah… chu, chu, chuuuuu.”

Soon, Shirley also entwined her tongue with mine.

Without caring that saliva was spilling from the corners of our mouths, we simply devoured each other’s tongues.

I was desperate. Without even having the leeway to enjoy her reactions, I could only pour all my feelings for her into her with everything I had. And from the melting sensation of that seductive flesh, I too was about to reach my limit.

Thinking this was the last spurt, I slammed my dick, swollen almost to the point of bursting, against her deepest place again and again.

“Hiiin! Anh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, aaaah!”

It was a savage motion driven by sheer force. It was very different from the romance I had imagined. Each time the tip collided with her cervix, the sweet cries spilling from her lips grew higher and higher in pitch.

And then, I finally reached my limit.

“Guh!”

A sharp pleasure, as if a needle had pierced the top of my head, made me let out a short groan.

Byuru! Byururururu! Byurururu!

In that instant, the scorching magma that had been swirling at the base burst free and overflowed inside her.

“Aah! It’s coming out! Ah, ah, ah, aaaah!”

As my shaft pulsed and poured a large amount of semen into her, Shirley furrowed her brows with a yearning expression and arched her body back.

“Ah, ah, I-I’m coming! I-I’m comingggg!”

As the climax attacked her, she tightly gripped the sheets and trembled.

My dick pulsed bikun, bikun inside her vagina. Shirley gritted her teeth while tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. Once I had finished releasing everything, I collapsed on top of her as if all my strength had left me.

The sound of our rough breathing echoed in the quiet of midnight.

“…I love you.”

When I whispered that, she narrowed her eyes with an expression melted by pleasure.

And then…

“I love you even more.”

That was what she said.

Apparently, my new wife was quite competitive.

***

‘I love him even more.’

It was not a joke. I truly thought so.

Otherwise, it would be strange.

After all, the person before me was the very great hero I had admired since childhood. The surprise, joy, and excitement I felt when Her Majesty the Queen summoned me and ordered me to welcome and guard Ozma-dono was something no outsider could understand.

Not only that but through some strange trick of fate, Ozma-dono had said he wanted to take me as his wife.

I could not believe it. Something like that, even if I offered him all of myself, it would not be enough. Even if I devoted all my love to him, it would still not be enough. More, more, more, more. I had to give this person my love, all of my love. That was what I thought.

My chest felt as if it might burst from the strength of my feelings.

“I love you, Ozma-dono.”

I whispered that and kissed him once more.

“Nchu, nn, fumu, nchuu…”

While feeling the breath and ticklish exhale through the nose of the man I loved, I devoured his lips in a dreamlike daze.

And then…

“P-please do not think I am… a shameless woman.”

As I whispered that to Ozma-dono, who lay on the bed, I straddled him and lowered my hips on my own.

“Nn… nah, it’s hot… Ozma-dono’s penis is… ah, ah, ah, aaaah…”

The strong, rigid thing pushed my womb open. Even though he had just ejaculated moments ago, his penis had become rock hard. Its heat spread through my belly, and Ozma-dono filled the inside of my body. Just thinking that felt so good I thought I might reach climax immediately.

But I desperately endured it. It would be a waste to reach climax  so easily.

While somehow suppressing the sensation of climax  that seemed as if it might burst through the dam and overflow at any moment, I asked Ozma-dono.

“Haa, haa, haa… a-am I making you feel good?”

It would not be right if I alone felt good. I wanted Ozma-dono to feel good together with me.

I wanted to serve Ozma-dono with this body of mine. That was what I thought.

“It feels good. It feels insanely good. What about you, Shirley?”

Ozma-dono said it felt good. Just those words alone made my shameless womb tremble.

My whole body grew hot as if I had a fever, and I felt as though the private part taking his sturdy thing inside me was growing endlessly wet.

“I-it feels good. Ozma-dono’s… no, my husband’s dick… feels incredibly good.”

My husband.

When I said that aloud, joy overflowed from within my chest.

I thought that I would live together with this person. That our two lives would meet here as one, intertwining as they stretched toward the future. When I thought that, my chest became full of happiness.

“Then let’s feel even better.”

“Yes, my husband.”

I nodded and began moving my hips. I felt it. With just a single stroke, I felt it so strongly that it seemed the strength might leave my entire body.

“Ah, ah, ah… aaaaaaah!”

My pussy was rubbed from within by my husband’s sturdy thing and I felt so much pleasure that my moans echoed throughout the room. In that instant, with an expression completely filled with excitement, my husband thrust his hips upward.

“Nhiiii! Nnah, s-so intense! Anh, anh, anh!”

Stars scattered before my eyes. It was a thrust so powerful that my vision turned pure white for an instant. A heavy thrust pierced the deepest depths of me and like a broken doll, I twisted lewdly on top of the man I loved.

“Anh, anh, my husband… my husband…”

When I placed my hand on my belly, I could strongly feel my husband’s presence there. That made me happy. It was precious to me.

Driven by impulse, I lowered my body and clung to the body of the dear man I loved. Then, while moving my hips, I pressed my lips against his once again.

From the moment I offered my lips to my husband for the first time today, how many kisses had this been? No matter how many times we kissed, each time, my chest grew warm. I wanted more. I wanted much, much more.

Just from tangling our tongues together, the climax I had barely been holding back easily spilled over the embankment.

“I-I’m coming… I’m going to come.”

I could no longer hold it back. As if being swept away by the swelling waves of pleasure, I moved my hips frantically.

“I want to come… together with you.”

“Yeah, together. Let’s come together… kuh!”

With every thrust, I felt as if the dick inside my womb was growing larger. The moment I became aware that I was now melting together as one with my husband…

“Nn, I’m! I’m cominggg!”

I reached climax all too easily.

But perhaps my husband felt the same way as I did.

Byuru! Byururururu!

Almost at the same time, the dick burst deep inside me. Then, while pulsing greatly with a bikun-bikun, it poured hot semen into me, enough to fill my insides completely.

“A-ah, ah, it’s hot…”

‘Aah… he’s ejaculated. My husband’s semen is inside my vagina… It feels good. It feels so good.’

The heat spreading deep in my belly felt incredibly pleasant.

I narrowed my eyes in ecstasy and shivered from the lingering aftershocks of pleasure.

But I was still not satisfied at all.

More…I wanted more. I could not endure with only this.

The more I received his semen into my body, the stronger my thirst seemed to become.

The more I felt my husband inside my womb, the more I wanted to be connected to him even deeper.

My body was flushed. It was throbbing hot.

I never imagined I was this lewd.

I was a royal guard knight. I had always thought I would never lose to a man and until now, that had actually been true.

Yet now, I had become the woman of this strong man, and I wanted to be cherished by him like a girl.

I wanted to press my cheek against this sturdy chest and be spoiled forever.

“I…want to hold you more, Shirley.”

When he whispered that beside my ear, desire swelled up inside me, and my body went into heat again.

Guided by instinct, I began moving my hips without even taking a moment to rest.

“Ah, ah, ah, anh.”

‘The semen he released earlier is sloshing inside my belly. His enis is reaching all the way in. It’s gouging into me. I-it feels so good. Being thrust all the way deep feels incredible…’

I could not stop moving my hips.

My hips bounced as if beating out a rhythm, and my body shook violently up and down.

“I’m coming… coming… coming…I’m going to come!”

The curve of my climax kept rising, and with every thrust, pleasure attacked me so intensely that I felt as if I might reach climax again.

‘I want it. I want his cum. I want lots of my husband’s fluid.’

My womb trembled, craving his cum.

“My husband… please cum… please cum inside me.”

‘Give it to me. Give me lots of your semen.’

While scattering sweat, I begged desperately.

I had beaten down with my own strength the men who looked down on me for being a woman, climbed all the way to the second seat of the royal guard knights and polished my skills every day with pride as a knight in my heart. Yet now, craving his cum, I was shamefully and desperately fawning over him. If everyone found out I was such a shameless woman, what would happen to me?

When I imagined the admiring eyes of those who aspired to become knights, the respectful eyes of the knights under my command and the reverent eyes of the citizens all filling with contempt, for some reason, I became abnormally excited.

‘Aah… how shameless, how female… I have fallen into nothing more than a female.’

It was far too perverse, far too twisted. But even in response to that abnormal desire of mine, my beloved husband properly answered me.

“I’m going to cuumm! Ukkkuuu!”

Byuru! Byururururu!

At the heat of the white, cloudy fluid released inside my vagina, I let out a beast-like cry.

“Ah! Ah, ah! Aaaaaaaaaah!”

‘I’m coming, I’m coming, coming! S-so much cum, my pussy is full of heat!’

Along with pleasure so intense it felt as though my thoughts would be blown away, I was pushed up into climax.

But immediately after filling my pussy with cum, my husband, breathing roughly, said this.

“Haa, haa, haa… Sorry, Shirley. I’m still not satisfied.”

“Me… too.”

‘I want to come more. I want to feel good. I want to make my husband feel good.’

No matter how many times I reached climax, my body’s heat would not settle down. Even though I was completely exhausted, my desire only grew stronger and stronger. My womb was trembling in tiny pulses, wanting more and more.

Does everyone become like this when they mate?

Or am I especially lewd?

No, no matter how I thought about it, this was strange. Something was strange.

But while I was thinking that, my husband sat up while still connected to me, pinned me down on the bed, and then, in the missionary position, began moving his hips.

“Ah, ah, ah! S-so suddenly, s-so intense…”

While he grabbed my breast with both hands and thrust his dick into the depths of my vagina, I could no longer think about anything. The pleasure that had once reached its peak and started tracing a downward curve suddenly shot straight upward.

“I-I’m going to cum right away! I-I can’t hold back! I’m coming!”

With repeated, fierce thrusts that made our pubic bones crash together and with those short strokes repeated again and again, my husband announced that he had reached his limit.

“Y-yes, c-come!”

At the same time I cried out, his dick trembled with a bikun inside my pussy and once again, a large amount of semen overflowed into my womb.

Byuru! Byurururururu! Byurururururu!

“I-I’m coming again!”

‘H-he’s ejaculating! S-such an incredible amount, t-this will make me come, I’m cominggg!’

At this point, just feeling semen in my womb made my body reach climax as if by conditioned reflex.

While tightly squeezing his dick with my vaginal flesh, I trembled in small spasms.

The sensation of climax wrapped around my body, and it felt as though my head had gone soft and mushy with happiness.

But it did not end there.

My husband stopped moving for only an instant. With white, cloudy fluid spilling from the tip of his flesh, he immediately began moving his hips again.

“Hiah! Anh! Anh, anh, anh, anh!”

The strokes felt as though he were smearing the overflowing semen across the whole passage of my vagina. The fierce thrusting felt as though he were trying to soak every piece of my flesh, even the marrow of my bones, with semen.

“T-this will make me come! I-if I feel this much semen, I’ll come! I’m already coming, but I’ll come again! I’m coming while I’m still cominggg!”

Before one climax could even fade, a new climax attacked me. Wave upon wave. Like a great surge, an even higher wave of pleasure crashed over me. Against the swelling pleasure, I had no way to resist.

“I’m… cominggggg!”

Another climax. Its intensity was so tremendous that I felt as though my consciousness might be blown away.

“Kuh!”

Then, just as my husband’s body trembled, he cum again on top of that.

Byuru! Byurururururu! Byururururu!

“Hih!? H-he’s cumming! He’s cumming again!”

Climax after climax. An overwhelmingly layered invasion of my womb. On top of that, the heat of the semen flowing into my body burned me from within, and pleasure like a landslide came rushing over me.

“I-I’m comingggg! I-I’m cominggggg!”

I was coming continuously. It felt as if my mind might burn out.

‘I had forgotten.’

My partner was the legendary great hero. He was the strongest husband in history. I had not meant to, but perhaps, after hearing he was a virgin, I had unknowingly underestimated him.

Thinking that, I remembered a certain legend.

It was said that during his journey, the great hero Ozma took pity on a woman who had collapsed and died by the roadside and for three days and three nights, he continued releasing his seed into her corpse, wonderfully bringing her back to life.

When I first heard that legend at the church, as a child, I had thought,『Holding a corpse is seriously way too dangerous, isn’t it?』But now, I somehow understood.

If one were given this much pleasure, then even if they were dead, they would surely come back to life before they knew it.

“…My husband… more…”

Even though I was being exposed to such outrageous pleasure, it still was not enough.

The more semen I received, the more I wanted it, almost madly.

Even though I was reaching climax, even though it felt so good that I thought there could be nothing beyond it, my body sought even stronger pleasure.

Love me more, my heart cried out in a scream-like voice.

“Yeah, more!”

My husband easily accepted those lewd feelings of mine.

I could not stop loving him. The words『I love you』 were not enough.

We embraced each other, remained connected, and continued devouring each other’s bodies.

***

Happy time passed as if it were flying by.

As though time itself had grown wings, one hour, then two hours slipped away, and before I knew it, sunlight was beginning to stream in from outside the window. But without paying any attention to that, we were still continuing to mate.

The sunlight against my back was warm.

I was lying face down on the bed. With my legs spread shamefully wide like a frog, I simply continued receiving my husband’s thrusts.

“Hiah… aheah, ah, heah, hea, hiah…”

My vision was hazy. My eyes probably were not even focusing properly anymore. I no longer had the strength to lift my hips.

Each time his dick was thrust into me, the cum he had poured into me so far spurted out from where we were joined with vulgar bushu-bushu sounds.

Even though he had gone to the trouble of releasing it inside me and I thought it was a waste, there was nothing I could do.

Both my stomach and my womb were already full of my husband’s semen.

The sheets were a complete mess, soaked with all the love juice, semen and various other fluids that had leaked out until now. If they were this filthy, even washing them probably would not make them reusable.

“Haan… I wuv you… my hushband… I wuv youuu…”

“Me too. I love you, Shirley.”

The moment he told me he loved me, my body reacted immediately. An electric current ran down my spine, and my body convulsed.

“I-I wan’ a kish…”

“Yeah.”

When I twisted my neck and puckered my lips, my husband leaned over me.

“Nchu, chucchu, kuchu, herorero, chu, chuuuu…”

When our lips overlapped and our tongues tangled, lights immediately began flickering before my eyes.

‘Fuwaa… Kissing feels so good. No matter how many times we do it, it feels good… Kissing my husband… I can’t get enough.’

The eighteen years I had lived without knowing this pleasure felt like such a waste. I felt as though I had lost out greatly.

With our lips still pressed together, as he rubbed the inside of my vagina, my body climbed upward without stopping.

“Nju…chupa… ahia, I’m coming, I’m coming again…”

“Yeah, I’ll make you come.”

In that instant, my husband’s hips began moving violently.

“Hiah, aheah, aheah, feels sho good, hiah…”

My husband’s hips struck my buttocks, making pan-pan sounds like bursts popping.

“Ugh!”

Before long, after a short groan, a hot torrent surged into my depths.

Byuru, byurururu, byururururu!

“Ahea… I’m coming… it’s coming…”

I no longer even had the strength left to raise my voice. Feeling the weight of my husband pleasantly as he collapsed over me, I finally let go of consciousness.

***

In the afternoon, I, Giselle, brought a new maid with me and visited Ozma-sama’s bedroom.

However, no matter how many times we knocked, there was no answer.

“Perhaps he is still resting, Giselle-sama?”

The petite new maid, Myumyu, tilted her head.

Having been assigned as of today, she was to take over from me in attending to Ozma-sama’s personal needs.

The one who selected Myumyu to be in charge of Ozma-sama was Her Majesty the Queen. Most likely, she had assigned someone lacking in sexual appeal so that Ozma-sama would not waste his semen unnecessarily.

In fact, despite being twenty years old, she looked exactly like a child.

Not only was her body small but her chest was truly flat. Her arms and legs were short. Her short, curly hair and round, bright eyes made her look even more childish.

“That may be so…”

After all, last night had been their wedding night. They must have loved each other quite thoroughly.

Her Majesty the Queen had said she wished to discuss the matter of his transfer into the academy, but perhaps we ought to come back another time.

“Just to be safe, let us at least check on their condition.”

Intending only to confirm their safety, I gently pushed the door open.

But the instant I did, my body stiffened despite myself.

An overwhelmingly thick scent of sex spilled out through the gap of the opened door.

“Eh? W-what is this smell…?”

Myumyu looked up at me with a confused expression. Meanwhile, I was desperately holding back the loosening of my lips.

‘Aah, c’est bon! This is c’est bon! What a wonderful scent of sex.’

When I turned my eyes toward the bed, a naked man and woman were sleeping there, piled on top of each other. Moreover, the two of them were still connected.

They must have mated until their strength gave out, then fallen asleep just like that.

“Hyaa, a-awawawa…”

Myumyu turned bright red and covered her eyes with her hands.

It was quite an adorable reaction. This girl was surely a virgin.

When I took one step into the room, there was a wet sound beneath my feet. It seemed the two of their bodily fluids had splattered all across the room.

“Myumyu…prepare the bedding in another room at once. This room does not seem usable for a while.”

“Y-yes, Giselle-sama.”

I sent Myumyu off to prepare another room, then walked over to the bed.

It was truly a terrible sight. The sheets were soaked and messy with the two of their bodily fluids. It looked as if someone had overturned a bucket.

However, the two of them were sleeping with very happy expressions.

When I peered at their connected genitals, cum continued dripping down thickly.

Judging from how dry some parts were, they must truly have continued mating until just moments ago.

‘From early last night until now… What terrifying stamina…’

However, it was then that I noticed a concerning smell mixed in with the thick scent of sex.

‘This is…’

I quietly reached toward the place where the two of them were connected and scooped up some of the comparatively fresh semen with my fingertip.

When I placed it on the tip of my tongue, it had the taste of that aphrodisiac.

“As I thought…I can only believe that Ozma-sama’s semen contains an aphrodisiac.”

For a moment, I wondered whether it might be one of the three-piece fertility sets granted by the Spirit King, but it differed from what I had been told.

“For now…I suppose I should report this to Her Majesty the Queen.”