Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master



With a sudden yelp, she fell to the water with her young master. She splashed the water and looked up at him with an angry glare. He chuckled seeing it.

"I've missed you," he said, leaning down to kiss her lips. Her arms wrapped around his neck and he deepened the kiss.

He grabbed her hips and flipped her, and now her back rested against his chest. "Young master..." Her soft moan made him more eager.

She felt him against her. A part of him was poking her butt cheeks.

His hands explored her body while he was busy kissing her neck. She moaned loudly. She missed this touch. This attention. The way his hands would roam her body like a lion on the prowl for his prey.

They kissed until neither of them can breathe anymore. He traced his hand along her large breasts, pumping it like a pump in a barn.

"Young master... please..." she moaned. Her back arched when he pinched her nipple. "I'll cum."

He didn't care about it and continued pumping it while his other hand pinched her other nipple.

Her cries increased and she couldn't keep her lips from quivering. Her orgasm rocked her like a truck in the middle of a highway. She came in the water and her legs squirmed.

He used his magic and froze her orgasmic juices and placed it on the ground. "I want to do something else before I let you defile this water, Lily," he whispered to her ears, and she shivered in delight.

His hand traced along her belly button, searching the beautiful and perfect midriff with his palm. He almost forgot about this sensation over the year. How can he do that? How can he even forget something like this? Impossible! It was just hiding inside him, waiting for him to come and release him from the shackles. And Lily was the first key to unlock the shackles. And she was doing it perfectly.

·ƈθm He could feel his cock dripping a little. Even before she has even touched. A small smile tugged his lips.

"My lady, your body is as wonderful as I remember," he complimented her.

"Thank you, my young master," she said, smiling at him.

He traced his finger along her pussy, watching her face crumble in pleasure. He swirled his finger ever so slowly along her swollen pussy lips. She moaned softly and reached her hands over his neck to support herself.

His fingers delicately pleasured her pussy on the outside while he kneaded her breasts with the other hand. She moaned louder and louder.

"That's it, my lady. Let it all out. Your cries are music to my ears. Just let yourself go wild." He whispered to her ears.

His finger slipped inside her pussy and he watched her shudder in pleasure. He moved his finger inside her, feeling how tight she was. She was very tight. A year and a half, it had made her tight.

"You're so tight," he said, chuckling.

She blushed in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, my young master."

"No, don't be," he smiled.

He pressed his fingers inside her, feeling the heavenly pleasure even in his fingers. She was tight, but she was also warm and wet.

"Young master... please," she begged.

"Please what?" He teased her.

"I want you... in me." She pleaded. Her eyes were quivering from the pleasure. She can't take this anymore. She wanted him inside her.

"NO." He simply. "Not now." He pushed another finger inside her pussy and started finger fucking her.

She yelped in surprise and pleasure.

"Young master!" She cried out. "I'm going to cum again."

"Do it," he commanded.

She didn't hesitate and came once again. Her whole body shuddering and quivering, her eyes rolled back into her skull, her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and her legs squirmed.

He stopped his finger movement and held her in place. His other hand kneaded her breast.

He chuckled seeing her pleasured state. The way she quivered with pleasure. Hearing his chuckle, Lily turned her head with an angry gaze. "You're laughing. Let me pleasure you, my lord." Before he can even reply, she was on all four just before his cock.

His heart raced with anticipation, like he waited for this exact feeling for a long time, like a lost lover in the forgotten world.

Her lips wrapped around his cock, giving him the ultimate pleasure he needed. Her tongue swirled around his cock. Her hands roamed his stomach and thighs.

The warmth and wetness of her mouth made him shiver. It felt like his cock was in heaven.

"Fuck," he muttered.

"Did I do well, my lord?" She asked, releasing his cock from her mouth.

"Very well," he said, smiling.

"Good," she said, resuming her work.

His hands grabbed her hair, pulling her head down and up, controlling the rhythm. She didn't protest and went along with his movements. This was it, the feeling she wanted for a long time. The feeling she desired for a long time. The feeling that has been denied for over a year.

She let him control the speed and the rhythm. She loved the feeling of him grabbing her head and pulling her hair.

"You're doing very well, my lady," he complimented her.

She smiled and kept sucking his cock. Her cheeks bulged every time she swallowed his cock.

She could feel his cock twitching and throbbing. He was about to cum. And she was ready to catch it.

He pulled her head and she knew what he wanted. She sucked his cock at the last moment and he came inside her mouth.

She took his seed willingly and drank it. She didn't swallow it right away. She wanted to savor it; she wanted to enjoy it.

But he came so much that she didn't have time to save it. She drank it as he pumped his seed non-stop. Her face was under the water, which made her hard to breathe but the young master was holding her head down.