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I Became Lord of Lust With My S*xual Techniques

Suddenly, he remembered that he was transmigrated. So as perverted virgin he immediately decided to go crawl into the bed of his wife. With his previous it seems that in this world, there is no such thing as eroticism or interc**rse between men and women or husband and wife, It’s only the act for reproduction purposes. As a lord, he uses his knowledge of his previous life to repeatedly fight his way to the top with the bed.

Deep_09 · แฟนตาซี
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Chapter 11

"Huh?"

Then

My chicken heart alerted me, and she started to shake her hips, pressing her knees against my sides. Her vaginal lips began to clench and bare her fangs.

"Wai....Oh....Charlotte! This is!...It's so tight! the way you twist your hips ...oh ah!"

The feeling is so intense that my penis starts to throb.

How could she have suddenly grabbed something in such a short time? Her nipples are completely grabbed, though.

Seriously, this level of twisting and tightening is no joke!

But...

"Ohhhh!" I can't help but feel good.

And my wife, who's a little too happy with herself. "You look great, Desmond-sama!...Hah! In fact, I secretly learned how to ride a horse from my sister. I enjoy the thrill of straddling it. Hiii!"

"Ohhhhh!"

But I'm not a horse...although in this case, I might be a pig.... In this world a noblewoman is not supposed to be equipped with riding skills.... Well, except her sister.

--Oh, no! No....ugh...I can't take it anymore....!

"Ah, it's a good ride! Desmond-sama, I like this, huh! Nuuuu! Hah!"

I had no choice but to become the horse of the awakened mistress. I was awakened to the sensuality of being dominated when she was holding me down on my knees, her hips were getting better and better with each wave, her tormented underbelly was moving lustfully, her bountiful fruit was bouncing wildly, and above all, her platinum blonde hair was splattered with sweat. She was the most vibrant and hot girl I had ever seen, and she was too beautiful and too lewd.

I think I might as well just be Charlotte's horse. I've want to be her horse all my life....

"But that' s not the way I want it! I'm not going to let you do anything you want! Come on!"

"Aahhhh!"

*grab* I grabbed her dynamite tits, which were bouncing wildly as if it has their own will. She was neighing like a mare. *squeeze* *squeeze* *squeeze* *squeeze* *squeeze* I was rubbing the fascinating mare's flesh. I went on crinkling the obscene pale pink that was pinning and provoking me.

--I'm going to play sexual knowledge cheat master in this world, though. I haven't used that right yet, and I can't help but feel that she might be the last boss, but I can't afford to lose at this point. My adventure (of the female bodies) has only just begun!

"Ahh, ah, ah, ah! Oh, this horse is trying to fight its master!"

"No I am the master! I will discipline you, Charlotte! Ooh!"

"Aahhh!"

I knew it was a double-edged sword, but I rubbed her breasts and swung my hips around.

Charlotte, with her platinum blonde hair shaking like a horse's mane, began to squirm and writhe, her vaginal folds tightening and clenching. It was as if we had lost all boundaries and were melting together. I swiveled my hips, catching her firm buttocks as I brought her up to a sitting position. Then she called out my name in a sweet voice and as if she had been waiting for me she clung to me with her arms behind my back.

She wrapped her legs around the back of my waist and tightened them, inviting the fullness of my cock deep inside her vagina. I slammed my hips into her and whispered into her ear as I hugged her tightly, my beloved wife.

It seemed like a bad idea, but somehow I knew it was for the best. And Charlotte seemed to have heard me, even though she was madly enjoying herself.

I'm gonna tell you something good. We're going to rewrite the trauma.

No, well, I'd be lying if I said I didn't have personal desires.

I rocked my hips and poked her deep inside her vagina. The torment of the tangled vaginal folds was so intense that I was surprised I didn't ejaculate immediately. Charlotte had already agreed to let me do it.

"Aah! I'm coming out, Charlotte! I'm going to spill my seed juice all over your womb! I'm going to make you pregnant. get pregnant Charlotte! Oh!!"

"Ahhh! No no wait, you can't! I can't conceive, so I can't take your precious seed! Aaahhhh!"

Okay, Charlotte's in the mood. She's a great wife who can overcome her trauma and help me with my desires. And I'm sure Charlotte's enjoying it, too.

"It's okay! Even if we can't have children I want to cum inside you! Charlotte love to get fucked in the vagina even if she can't have kids, isn't she! You're a dirty slut!"

"Ahhhh! Yes, I'm! I'm a slut who loves to have my womb filled with cum!... Aah! Aah! Desmond-sama! I'd love to take Desmond's precious seed in my pussy! Even if I can't conceive! I want it!"

"Ohhhh! Nice job, sweetheart, but I'm going to force Charlotte to impregnate even if she doesn't! Prepare to be impregnated! Oh, Charlotte!!"

"Haaahhhh ~~~~n! I'm happy, so happy, Desmond-sama~~~"

She embraced me tightly, both physically and vaginally, hugging my back and behind my waist. I could only imagine an anaconda or an insectivorous plant, but I would never tell her that.

Aha, but such a final ejaculation before death must feel good.

We hugged each other tightly and came together, our breaths hot and our hearts beating in unison.

I thought I had used up all my magic power last night, but it seemed to have come back after a night's sleep. It was a crazy ejaculation isn't it? Isn't this magic power flowing from Charlotte as well? She wanted me to sire her so I could ejaculate into her.... *spurts*

It was a little scary though. but I'd rather be squeezed to death than getting fireballed! I mean, no matter how much I ejaculate it's Charlotte who's giving me the magic, so I know I probably won't get squeezed to death, maybe....

But...

I had a strange and yet startling feeling coming over me. Perhaps it was the cum balls in my crotch. What is it, you ask?

--If this continues, Charlotte is definitely going to be impregnated.

To be honest, I don't know what I'm talking about... Last night, I ejaculated emptied my testicles until my magic ran out. There was no sign of Charlotte's impregnation. But it might have worked. The path seems to be connected .... But why does this girl need it? I guess I wasn't wrong after all.

But I was still a coward, and at first, I lied about my sexual technique to a certain extent. I thought I'd keep quiet for insurance purposes, though. And if that doesn't work I can take back my words.

--So, with all seriousness and guilt out of the way, my cock is still buzzing inside Charlotte's vagina. I'm not sure if she was unconscious or not, but she was wobbling and jerking in the aftermath, spewing honey, and breathing hard. She was giving me her magic, and she wanted me.

Then, of course--

I pushed her down from a face-to-face position, covering her in my embrace as she clung to me.

"Ah, Desmond-sama, I didn't think you were still going to do me after this...."

--Oh , she's surprisingly healthy after all that cumming.

Yeah, but it's better that way. It's better if you respond properly.

I stared straight into Charlotte's emerald eyes with my handsome aristocratic blue eyes. In her moist eyes, I could see my face from this world. --It's a sweet looking face that makes me want to punch myself in the face. But if I'm going to match her, I'm going to need something like this.

"'Yes, it's her fault Charlotte is so attractive. I want to fuck you like this."

"Oh, I'm afraid that would break me."

"'Hmm, if you're fine after all this, I'll probably break first. You slut."

I poked and prodded her vagina like a couple pecking each other on the cheek. Then, rather than being satisfied, the vaginal meat embraced my manhood in a flirtatious way.

"Then give it to me!"

I'm going to make Charlotte pregnant.

The thought crossed my mind that it would really take a liter of cum to impregnate Charlotte. The idea was too frightening to contemplate. But...

I wonder if I'm wrong to think that I can fuck Charlotte without even thinking about it.

"Haah, hurry up, please fuck me in my pussy with your dick more and more. Please give me lots and lots of Desmond-sama seed in my slutty pussy. Please give me your seed."

...No, not only is it not wrong, but I must get myself up and shake my hips.

"Jeez"

I smiled sweetly as I pushed Charlotte's supple thighs up into a wide V shape and began to buck my hips as I fucked her.

"Oh, Ahhhh! Desmond-sama~ I can see you, I can see my pussy, I can see you fucking my pussy with your dick!"

She's so happy. In addition, her vagina is twitching like crazy.

--Being a dad is hard work.

But it's worth the effort. Every bit of it!

"Come on, Charlotte."

"Come Desmond-sama!"

And so we enter the second round this morning.

"Stop."

And just then, a cold maid's voice intervened.

"......"

"......."

*creak* *creak* *creak*

We both turned our eyes to the door with a creaking movement.

"I appreciate your affection for the Mistress, but it is long past your scheduled time to get up. Breakfast is getting cold, and I am almost at the end of my patience in distracting the other servants. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you'll have to get up now.

"......"

"......"

"I'm sorry" I apologized involuntarily.

Cold beauty and narrow eyes. I'd like to believe that she's staring like that at her master. From the narrowing of her eyes and the sense of guilt, I couldn't help but think that she was judging me. No matter how expressionless it was.

The husband pressured the wife, and the wife was happily laid on top of the husband. The two fools in the room and the maid, Katherine, who has been Charlotte's personal attendant since she was a child, stood there as if she were an ice cube. determined to make sure that her masters would heed her warnings.

.......

The wife's cheeks twitched.

Oh, no. Both Katherine and I rushed to cover our ears.

"Hiyaaaaaaaa ~~~~" The wife's scream of shame, like a destructive sonic wave, was making the cheerful but lewd morning bedroom tremble.