Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master

The cool and regal wagon became hot and steamy.

"I-I-I can't hold it anymore."

She moaned as Damien pushed his tongue in her mouth. Their tongues danced together. It was a heavenly dance. The kind that even the gods would envy.

She felt him getting harder inside his pants.

She squeezed his arms.

"We can't." She whispered.

Damien pulled away and looked into her eyes. His expression was serious.

"I know." He said. "But I want to."

She bit her lip nervously.

She knew what he wanted to do. She wanted to do it too.

But it was wrong. It was wrong in many ways. He is younger than her. He is... but, but can't she just be free for once in her lifetime? Can't she freely choose whom she wants to be with?

"I'm afraid." She said timidly, her shoulders shaking slightly.

This was the first time she was even doing this, freely laughing and smiling without any care in the world. It was the first time she was being herself, being a human being, being a woman.

"Don't be." He moved closer. "I'll guide you. You just follow my lead." He leaned in again.

His lips met hers.

Their lips were pressed against each other, pushing and pulling, tasting and licking, making out passionately.

They kissed each other intensely.

He moved his hands and pressed on her waist as they kept kissing.

She felt her heart racing. Her mind went blank.

Everything suddenly turned dark.

She could hear his heart beating. She could feel his heartbeat. It was pounding. Pounding like crazy.

She felt his hand on her breast.

She moaned softly. She couldn't help it.

She could feel his warm breath on her neck.

She moaned loudly as she felt a pang of pleasure in her breast as he kneaded on them.

His hands were small compared to her boobs, they felt like they will topple over his hands.

She gasped as he touched her skin, she could feel her breasts as she was melting under his touch.

He pinched her hard nipples through her gown, making her moan loudly.

"Shssshh! your grace. Won't your voice leaks out?" He said as he was sure her moaning would alert the others to what was going on inside the wagon.

"It's.." She gasped. "Its sound proof for priv--- AHHHH~~"

That was all he needed to hear, he pinched her nipples hard making her moan louder than before.

She felt herself leaking from her pussy, as intense pleasure assaulted her. She quivered and her legs violently shook.

She pulled back, breathing heavily as she was overwhelmed by the euphoria.

"I can't anymore...It-it tickles," she said in between gasps. The sensation was too much for her. She never felt something like this in her entire life.

'Is this how it feels? To be able to feel each other's heart while being submerged in each other's bodies?' She thought. 'Do humans really possess such a powerful emotion and ability?'

"Of course, it will," he said. "By the time I'm done with you, it will not only just tickle," his gaze intensified with a predatorial smile. "You'll know what it means to be in heaven."

Before she could react, he grabbed both of her thighs and spread them wide open, sliding the split of the gown to the side and exhibiting her little drenched pussy, which was draped with royal... panties?

"Please don't." She whimpered as she put her hands between her legs, hiding the very thing he was after. She was ashamed and afraid of her dripping pussy, she was afraid that he may find her to be an amateur to be climaxed just by a man's touch.

"Afraid, are you?" he looked at her eyes. "Don't be. Just trust me and follow my lead."

He slowly grabbed her hands and moved them, allowing him once again to see her wet panties.

"Mm~" she moaned softly as he slid his fingers through her wet panties and pushed his finger inside her folds.

"Ooh..." She moaned as he did that.

"Relax, my Queen, relax." He pulled her panties aside and his middle finger entered her slit.

"Aah!" She sighed as he started moving it around her outer lips.

She was so in pleasure that she immediately climaxed.

"Aah~ Ah~ I can't... not anymore..." She gasped for breaths as she felt her body becoming weak and hot.

"Oh? Done already." He smiled, a cruel smile. "This is just the beginning, your grace. Just brace and enjoy the moment." He moved his finger around her outer lips. "Just enjoy the feeling of my finger moving around your little pink hole."

"N-ngh... I-I can't... Oh god, I can't take it anymore." She held her head as her knees started shaking violently.

"Good girl," He chuckled. "Now, let's make you cum again, shall we?"

He pulled out his finger and moved his face to her pussy, smelling the scent of her arousal.

She was trembling from the tip down to the toes.

He parted her lips and stuck his tongue out.

"I-It tickles..."

Her eyes widened when she felt his tongue enter her folds.

"Ah... uuuhh..." She grunted as she felt her body become weak and hot.

"That's right, your grace. Come to daddy." He moaned.

She moaned.

She felt his tongue move inside her, circling her clit, lapping up her juices, licking her pussy.

"H-haa... No~ ha~?"

"Hmmm~" He moaned happily.

"H-how long... mmm..."

"As long as it takes."

"Y-you don't... you can't." She said.

She felt a tingling sensation in her clit.

"I can and I will." He said.

She felt his tongue swirling around her clit.

She screamed.

She screamed like a banshee as she came over and over again in a matter of seconds.

She felt a wave of heat from her clit and vagina, spreading throughout her entire body.

"Aaahhhhh!" She cried out as she climaxed.

She could feel her body shaking uncontrollably, her teeth grinding, her hands grabbing onto the window frames.

"Whoa, you're so sensitive." He said as his tongue left her pussy.

She collapsed on the seat, panting and grasping for dear life.

What just happened?

She never had orgasms before. She had heard about them, but didn't really believe in them. But now? Now, she felt it.

She felt something that was different from the usual. A new sensation.

Something that made her feel like a woman.

"I want- I want to please you too, Damien." She said shyly as she regained her composure, perhaps due to her magical attribute.

He slouched back on the couch in a lazy manner and parted his legs. "Very well, It's all yours."

She was still very excited, but there was also some fear as she sat between his legs.

Her hands were shaking as she reached for his belt buckle.

"Are you nervous?" He asked.

"Yes." She admitted, not meeting his eyes.

She finally undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants.

He helped her by lifting up his hips. She pulled down his pants and underwear.

"Wow." She said with a gasp of admiration.

His cock was sticking out. It was huge.

"Holy shit," She exclaimed as she saw the size of his cock.

The thing looked like a literal roaring dragon.

"Is this normal? Does all the males have this size?" She asked as she examined the hot pulsing shaft.

"What? No. No! Not everyone is blessed with this divine creature." He said with a proud face. "Most of the people are very smaller than this. Don't be shy, hold it." He said as he saw her hesitation.

She grasped his dick and squeezed.

It was soft at first, but it quickly became hard.

"Mm~" she moaned as she felt his hardness.

She wrapped her fingers around his cock and pumped it.

"So big." She sighed and gently began to stroke his cock.

"Am I doing it right?" She asked as she repeatedly stroked his cock with both of her hands.

"...Yes. You're doing it just right." He said, feeling her hot yet somehow cold hands.

'Is it her magic? Is it acting because of her being anxious?'

She continued to stroke his cock for some moments before he grabbed her head. "Hands are good but if you want to please me now, the best way is your mouth." He said, as he he gently stroked her head.