Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H041 Fatigue Recovery

H041 Fatigue Recovery

Having completed the fiftieth day ceremony for the late Hikaru, I could no longer stand on my own. Thrusting for nearly four hours with forty-five women and ejaculating over thirty times—it’s no wonder. I’m proud I didn’t collapse until the end.

Unable to move while lying on Minori-san, two shrine maidens helped me stand.

I managed to get up with their support, but couldn’t stand alone. My legs trembled, making walking impossible.

Everyone seemed to expect this, which is fine, but the two maidens lifted me, one on each side, holding my naked body.

Their arms wrapped around my back, securing me, while their outer hands lifted my legs.

Naturally, my legs were spread wide, exposing my groin, soaked with the fluids of forty-five women.

“Uh… this is embarrassing…”

My feeble protest was answered not by the maidens but by Sakumi-san, the priestess.

“You look splendid.”

Still naked, Sakumi-san smiled seductively. She seemed unsatisfied, understandably—none of the women reached climax. They must all feel unfulfilled.

Still, they restrained themselves for my stamina’s sake, so I should endure the embarrassment.

Sakumi-san offered a final prayer to Hikaru’s urn, which a maiden then took from the altar and placed in a wall niche.

During this, I remained held by the maidens, exposed humiliatingly.

But my shame wasn’t over.

In the mausoleum, after the ritual, the branch heads lined up from altar to exit, holding their shed ceremonial clothes—naked. Their lustful gazes on my groin, which had softened after over thirty ejaculations, made my penis swell again.

With my legs spread by the maidens and my arms around their shoulders to avoid falling, I couldn’t hide my glistening erection.

The maidens’ soft breasts pressed against me as they walked—not intentionally, just the nature of carrying me.

Following the naked Sakumi-san, we exited the mausoleum through a door opened by another maiden. A shiver hit me in the chilly spring night air.

The mausoleum was hot with the women’s passion, but outside was cold.

The cold shrank my erection, despite the earlier gazes of naked mature beauties. Now, only Sakumi-san’s beautiful back and the maidens’ clothed touch remained. No erection from that—unless they rubbed me.

We returned to the main hall and exited. The car that brought me waited, with Reiran-san by the rear door in the cold night.

“Welcome back. I’m glad it went smoothly.”

“Yes, well, I couldn’t do everyone, but…”

What am I saying? Talking to someone while held with my groin exposed is like a punishment. This has to be the most embarrassing moment ever.

The maidens placed me in the car through the door Reiran-san opened. A large towel (or sheet? It’s towel-like) was spread on the seat, and they wrapped it around me to cover—or warm—me. The car was warm.

Reiran-san sat opposite, taking my folded haori, hakama, and sandals from a maiden.

The door closed, and the car moved slowly.

“You must be exhausted, Akira-san. Here.”

Reiran-san offered a sports drink bottle.

“Thank you… oh.”

I tried to take it but couldn’t lift my arms or sit up. I could raise my hand ten centimeters, trembling.

Seeing this, Reiran-san moved beside me, opened the bottle, and held it to my mouth.

“Thank you.”

“It’s fine.”

With a motherly smile, Reiran-san helped me quench my thirst.

After half the bottle, she set it on a table.

“You seem very tired. How many times did you ejaculate?”

“Uh, I lost count, but over thirty…”

Saying it myself, I felt ashamed of my reckless penis, trailing off.

But Reiran-san’s expression was awe and joy, not disdain.

“That many? Hikaru-sama couldn’t manage half that, I hear. Impressive.”

“Uh, thank you?”

Unsure if I was being praised or mocked, my thanks came out as a question. Her tone conveyed genuine joy.

“As I’ve said, our clan’s birth rate is low. The Oshika head must produce as much seed as possible.”

“Oh, uh, I see.”

I’m glad she’s pleased, but the reason makes me hesitate to accept it fully.

Still, after this week, I should embrace it.

“Thank you. I’ll do my best as head.”

“Please do.”

I finished the first bottle and another she offered. I was parched—natural after over three hours of sex.

By the second bottle, I could hold it myself, though not fully recovered.

At the mansion, I could barely walk, even with support.

As if anticipated, a wheelchair waited at the entrance, and I was wheeled inside. If they’d had one at the shrine, I’d have avoided that humiliating display.

I was taken to the bath, where five maids in sheer clothing, including Runa and Youko, cleaned me. It seemed part of their training, with senior maids guiding them. Embarrassing.

My groin was fully responsive. The maids’ wet, clinging clothes revealed their figures, more erotic than nudity. Despite my vigor, my stamina couldn’t handle more.

After bathing, I was wheeled to the dining room for a late dinner with Reiran-san, who waited—possibly at the shrine the whole time.

Back in my room, I fell into bed and lost consciousness, unaware of the maids leaving.

The next morning, I woke refreshed. I got out of bed, shed my gown, and opened the curtains to the morning sun.

Hungry but feeling fine, my groin erect, my fatigue gone. I could run this morning.

After calming my erection in the bathroom, I donned underwear, socks, and workout clothes and left.

Yesterday, I used the elevator for the first time. In a three-story mansion, I never expected to need it unless injured or ill. Sex exhaustion requiring an elevator? Unthinkable.

Thinking this, I started running the estate’s perimeter. It’s clear now, but clouds in the west suggest afternoon clouds. Rain? I’ll check the forecast. The maids will provide an umbrella if needed.

Today’s orientation and club introductions, with classes starting tomorrow. There’s a physical exam, so classes may be interrupted.

Wait, it’s Tuesday. Yesterday, Monday, was my designated no-ejaculation day.

I had sex for hours on my rest day… but it was a ritual for Hikaru, so it’s fine. It was more thrusting than sex, anyway.

Thinking of the near future and yesterday’s ritual, I ran the estate’s perimeter.