Chapter 51: 19. My Wife Won't Let Me Go - 1

I had a strong sex drive.

A considerable part of why I had tried to monopolize the heroines stemmed from that very libido.

Maybe it was the effect of the Big-Dick Herb, but even though Reina and Kate serviced me every night, there was no sign of my sex drive subsiding.

Ever since my vitality stat had reached hero-class, no matter how much sex I had, I did not feel the slightest bit tired. Honestly, I felt like I could do it all day without putting any strain on my body.

"Would you like me to help you?"

For someone like me, those seductive words from Isabelle were devastating, and I could feel Ian's soul, sleeping within me, stir.

I'm going crazy.

My naturally powerful libido.

And on top of that, Ian's pure devotion toward Isabelle.

I felt as though I might lose my reason, enough to make my mental stat of 161 meaningless.

Get a grip!

I was barely trying to cling to what little sanity I had left, but Isabelle would not let me go.

"Do you not want to do it with me?"

Seeing me hesitate, Isabelle began to look as though she might cry.

"N-no, that isn't it..."

"Or am I less attractive than the other women?"

"Of course not! To me, you're the most attractive woman there is, Isabelle."

"Then why do you keep avoiding me?"

I scratched my head before answering her question.

"Because I don't want my sex drive to make things hard on you, Isabelle."

Isabelle did not say anything for a while after hearing that. Then, in a slightly sulky voice, she spoke.

"I don't like that."

"What?"

"I'm your wife, but you protect me as though I were your daughter. I wish you would stop treating me like a child who doesn't know anything."

With her cheeks puffed out as she forcefully asserted herself, she looked exactly like a child—but I could not bring myself to tell my adorable wife the truth.

"Pfft—"

I could not stop a laugh from escaping.

"Eek! Don't laugh. I'm serious."

"I'm sorry. You were so cute that I slipped up."

"Calling me cute is forbidden too! I'm a fully grown adult woman!"

"Yes, that's right. Isabelle is a grown woman."

I comforted Isabelle while stroking her hair, but her sulky expression did not disappear.

"I want to do all sorts of things with you too."

"Yes, I want to do all sorts of things with you too, Isabelle."

"Then why won't you accept me? Do I still look like a girl who can't do anything without your help?"

At her question, my mind went completely blank, and even my mouth—which usually never stopped talking—would not open easily.

Right. This isn't a game. I can't treat her like a trophy.

My attitude of trying to overprotect Isabelle had ended up oppressing her.

That was not right.

She was my wife, and I was her husband too.

I should not see her as someone who only needed to be protected.

"I'm sorry. My stubbornness hurt your feelings, didn't it? I won't let you feel hurt anymore."

"I-I wasn't trying to blame you..."

"No, it was my fault. A married couple should discuss things together, but I was making decisions on my own. I'm sorry for being such an inadequate husband."

"That's not true. I'm lacking in many ways as a wife too, and..."

Somehow, the two of us had ended up apologizing to each other.

Then, when we looked into each other's faces, smiles naturally formed on our lips.

"Just looking at each other like this makes me happy."

"Hehe, you're right."

I really was happy.

Just having her smile beside me gave me strength.

Throb!

And it gave me strength in another sense as well.

"Oh my♥"

Isabelle smiled as she looked at my erect cock.

Then she leaned in and whispered to me in a sweet voice.

"Your lower half looks like it's suffering, dear. May I serve you as your wife?"

Was it because she had spent so much time with Reina?

Isabelle was becoming increasingly skilled at seducing her husband.

Damn it, Reina! I should thank her later.

I looked around.

Fortunately, there was no sign of anyone near the warehouse.

They won't come, right?

When I painfully nodded, Isabelle grabbed my waist and pulled down my pants in one motion.

Smack!

"Aah?!"

My cock sprang out like a coiled spring and slapped Isabelle on the cheek, making her cry out.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes... Your cock is incredibly lively, dear."

And just like that, I became a husband who had slapped his wife on the cheek—with his cock.

"I won't be outdone either."

Isabelle removed her top, pulled out her breasts, and naturally slipped my cock between them.

"When did you learn how to use your breasts?"

"Mother taught me."

"Adelia did?"

I had assumed Reina was the culprit again, but there was an unexpected threat lying in wait.

"She told me men are weak to breasts, then demonstrated it with a branch."

To think she would teach her daughter the titjob she had learned from me.

In a sense, she was an impressive mother-in-law.

"What do you think, dear? Does it really feel good?"

"Ngh, it definitely feels good enough to make my hips tremble."

If Adelia's breasts had the soft, comforting feeling of resting on a cloud, Isabelle's felt even more plush.

Simply having my cock touch her breasts was enough to make precum dribble out.

"Your cock is twitching."

"Th-that's because it feels good..."

As I enjoyed it so much I could barely speak, Isabelle seemed to gain confidence and pressed my cock harder between her breasts than before.

"Hup! Hup! Hup-hup!"

Watching my wife try so hard to please her husband that she even made adorable exertion noises, I could no longer hold back the urge to cum.

"Is it good? Does it feel good?"

"Ngh! It feels incredibly good."

"Hehe, then I'll work even harder. Smooch!"

Apparently excited by my reaction, Isabelle kissed the head of my cock and squeezed it even harder with her arms.

Rub, rub.

Lewd sounds came from between my wife's breasts.

I could not see it, but the head of my cock had surely been drenched in precum.

Otherwise, that sound would not make sense.

Tremble!

As my hips started shaking on their own, I shouted at Isabelle.

"I'm cumming!"

"Aah!"

Spurt! Spurrrt!

I came all over Isabelle's breasts.

As a result, a bridge of semen formed between her breasts.

"Th-that was so much."

Perhaps because it was her first time watching someone cum in person, Isabelle wore a startled expression.

"A man's sex drive is more powerful than I thought."

"Mine is particularly strong. Other men probably aren't as vigorous as I am."

"I don't care about other men. You're the only man in my life, dear."

Isabelle kissed my cock and asked,

"It's still hard. You want to do more after all, don't you? Sluuurp."

Then she tensed her throat to suck out the semen still left in my urethra.

The semen left in the urethra would normally taste fishy, but Isabelle did not mind.

Instead, she sucked vigorously, as though savoring candy.

Was that Reina's influence too?

I'm going crazy.

I worried whether I would be able to stay sane in the future, watching my virtuous wife happily swallow her husband's semen.

. . .

Since they could not dirty their clothes any further, Ian and Isabelle took them off.

I'm embarrassed.

Naked in their primal state, Isabelle's heart began to race.

They were inside a warehouse, but they were still outside the house.

The thought that someone passing by might see them like this at any moment made Isabelle's body grow hot.

"Isabelle."

But that feeling lasted only a moment.

Under the tender gaze of the husband she loved, Isabelle felt pleasure rather than shame.

"Since we're in a warehouse, I think we'll have to do it against the wall. Can you lift your leg?"

"Like this?"

"Yes, you're doing well."

Ian supported one of Isabelle's legs with his forearm and wrapped his other arm around her waist.

Then he slowly pressed his body against Isabelle's.

"Am I not too heavy?"

Once she was in position, Isabelle naturally wrapped one arm around Ian's neck. At the same time, she worried whether she might burden him.

"It's fine. You're as light as a feather, Isabelle."

It was not empty bravado. Ian had not even broken a single drop of sweat.

Ian's body was even firmer than Isabelle had thought.

Not only had he trained consistently since possessing this body, but the various fortunate encounters he had experienced had given him a physique brimming with masculine strength.

So men are this strong.

Pant, pant.

Feeling a man's body for the first time, Isabelle let out heated breaths.

Isabelle did not realize it herself, but she was longing for her husband.

It was not merely love. It was a female's sexual desire, craving a male.

Dear's body is amazing.

The innocent, pure Isabelle was gone.

Now, there was only a wife who lusted after her husband.

Gulp.

Seeing his cock, heated red-hot like iron, Isabelle swallowed.

She had been too flustered on their wedding night, but thinking that something so huge had gone inside her made her dizzy.

It felt so good.

At the sight of his cock, juices automatically flowed from her pussy.

Like Pavlov's dog, Isabelle recalled their wedding night, bit her lip, and felt the sexual desire burning inside her.

I can't hold back anymore.

Unable to endure it, she pleaded with her husband according to her female instincts.

"Dear, please fuck me already."

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