Chapter Nineteen: Experiencing My First Time (R-18)

    “I’m a cursed existence. My only purpose in life is to spread tyranny and end this world. It’s written in my soul to become a Dark Lord, but most incarnations don’t make it that far.” Sekh started her story in the bath, but she finished it in bed. She had her head in my lap as I rested against the bed’s backboard. I lovingly scratched her ears, giving my loyal Dark Lord my support while assuring she was warmed by the crimson blanket.

    If Sekh’s soul remained the same over the ages, then she’s bound to have thousands—maybe tens of thousands of skills available to learn.

    “Do you regret it?” I asked.

    “I don’t. Someone stronger would have stayed within that inferno and died. I was too weak to even end my life, but because of that... I met someone who held as much fury within their heart as rage filled mine. Master?”

    “Yes?” Sekh rolled over and stared at me. Even in this darkness, I saw just how silver her eyes were.

    “I don’t hear the voices anymore,” she said with tears falling. “I may have tricked it with my reincarnation, but the curse will come back when I’m born anew. The only way to rid myself of it is to destroy the world. If I don’t live with that goal in mind, I...”

    I calmed her worried, muffled cries with a hand to her cheek, then turned to Tilde. “If I’m the Transcendent Dark Lord, then can I do something about this?”

    “That you do, but not right now,” said the sleepy annoyance. She had found two clean handkerchiefs on top of the dresser. She folded one to act like a pillow, then laid done and covered herself with the second. She went on to say she knew nothing about a curse but once I was the Transcendent Dark Lord, I’d have dominion over all Dark Lords.

    I told Sekh I would end this curse. I expected her to get emotional, but Sekh cried like I had never seen before. In a flash, she jumped to my chest and wailed between my tits. She was so powerful in her prime, but her back was trembling so much I thought she was about to break when I rubbed her.

    I remained quiet and stroked her hair and tail. I did all I could to comfort her, but until I had the power to free her, I was limited. Even if the power never came to me, I believed I was willing to destroy it all. After I achieved my revenge, what else did I have to live for? Ending it all seemed like the perfect swan song for two existences hated by the worlds they came from.

    “Master... I... If anyone could understand my plight, it would be you. We were betrayed, thrown away, and left to fend for ourselves.” She found comfort in my heartbeat, and something felt strange about my body.

    Sekh scooted up off my chest and laid on the pillow. I joined her, staring into her eyes as my arms wrapped around her back. She was so warm and soft. “Master, to tell the truth... I...had planned on killing whoever freed me. After that betrayal, I was more determined than ever to baptize this world with my tyranny by myself. But then I felt your fury. It was a starling, deep crimson in a world where color does not exist. Yet it reached me, even while the seal locked my senses in another dimension. But your wrath was a wonderful thing. I never thought there was someone else like me in the world. And then I had a thought...”

    Instead of speaking, I just rubbed her back and nodded.

    “I need you, Master. I need your desire for revenge because it eclipses even mine. I will be your blade of vengeance for as long I take breath into my lungs.” Sekh put a hand to her collar and thumbed the metal charm that mimicked the tattoo under her belly button.

    I need you? That’s the first time anyone’s said that. I...

    “I need you too, Sekh. I need you so much.” A strange phenomenon occurred around my crotch when I scooted closer to Sekh and gave her a big hug. She looked so cute and adorable, and her body was soft and warm. Her fur was immaculately easy on the touch. My hands traveled down her back to her tail, then I affectionately rubbed her ass.

    “Master...” Sekh’s breath was caught in her throat when something long, thick, and hard brushed against her stomach. I rolled to my back and saw an object protrude from my crotch. Sekh pulled back the covers to expose my erection. It was less like a penis and more like a dark gray tower. It was about 12” in length, but the foreskin was still covering the tip.

    A cute blush warmed Sekh’s face. She scooted closer and pressed my right arm between her breasts, then cupped my cheeks and whispered into my ears while licking the tip. “I want my first time—my genuine first time— to be with you, Master.” Sekh asked permission to touch my penis, and when I nodded, she slowly moved her hand down my chest and to my crotch. When she peeled my foreskin back and stroked me just a few times, it seemed as if decades’ worth of built-up pleasure exploded from my dick. There was so much force behind my first ejaculation that it nearly doused the ceiling in my thick, white seed. I gripped the bed sheets with both hands and moaned, my hips convulsing. Loud moans threatened to break free from my lips, but Sekh sealed them shut with her own, and her semen-covered hand continued to stroke my entire shaft up and down.

    “Haa... Haa... Haa...” I moaned into her mouth and allowed my tongue to go wild. Her inner cheeks? Her teeth? Her tongue? An orchestra’s worth of lewd and sexually charged noises came from our sloppy kiss as salvia dribbled down our chins. Her slimy hand moved down my shaft and onto my balls, where her gentle grip softly played with them. She gave them a very light squeeze, and it didn’t take long for me to send more semen up into the air. Because of how my penis was aimed, the hot seed splashed over my chest.

    “Master, did that feel good?” Sekh asked. She was panting, a lewd expression overcame her face as she licked my cheeks and lips. Her tongue trailed down to my breasts and nipples, and she lapped up the seed. I was still dumbfounded by the pleasure. It was literally not like anything I’d ever experienced before. Sekh continued to lick my nipples when she brought her semen-covered hand to her mouth and sucked her fingers cleaned.

    “Hmm... That’s kinda hot. I was about to go to sleep, but how could I when you’re about to fuck the shit out of her? Still, those Ashen Orcs have the whole damn kitchen in their trousers, don’t they?” Tilde said, stripping off her dress and spreading her legs. Her tiny fingers approached her small pussy. I just ignored her and took in deep breaths.

    She would have... She would have... She would have...

    A near infinite amount of ‘would haves’ had come and gone, yet the only thing she had given me was gentle kindness...

    ...

    Our kiss lasted three minutes, with very little time wasted on taking breaths. I moved down and started to lick her wonderfully bouncy breasts, which had long been calling my name. I almost expected sweet milk to come out when I sucked her nipples, but all I tasted was our combined sweat. I had my left hand around her cheek. I didn’t expect her to open her mouth to suck on my thumb, but it was erotic. She lewdly licked it all over, sucking and slopping against it while looking at me with those cute, adorable silver eyes.

    Her pussy tightened, gripping my cock in an embrace so tight I thought it was about to snap off. I removed my mouth from her nipples and kissed her deeply. She had her hands palm up by her head. As she moaned into my mouth, I interlocked our fingers together. Shocks surged throughout our bodies—they both trembled with pleasure while I shot my thick, hot seed deep within.

    “Aaahhhh~~~” we both moaned, lustful cries purred from our mouths in sync.

    Our lustful cries purred from our mouths in sync. The strength in her legs vanished, allowing me a chance to pull my cock from her tantalizing hole. A gulping sea of white flowed from her hole, coating the bedspread in semen.

    But a shard of weakness burrowed up from the depths of my heart once more... We hadn’t known each other for a day, yet our relationship had progressed faster than a rocket ascending to the final frontier.

    She hadn’t tried to break me down.

    She hadn’t tried to convince me it would be better if I wasn’t born.

    Why hadn’t she...

    My fractured heart couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t treat me horribly... It was frankly unfathomable... Sekh leaned up to kiss me. Her hands slithered down my back. Her touch triggered a painful memory, and I flinched.

    I’m so fucking pathetic! If she would have done any of that bullshit, she would have done it when you were in the dungeon! Good things can happen! Stop crying! Stop feeling like this!

    “Master,” she whispered into my ear. The Dark Lord continued to lean up until I fell to my ass. She approached me, taking up a position on my lap as she slowly guided herself back down on my penis. She leaned in close, moaning into my ear while her hands embraced me.

    Her hug was...so warm... Her touch was...so comforting...

    She pushed her lips to mine. This kiss... It was so much more powerful than the ones we shared before. My heart fluttered with something positive, and perhaps that overloaded it because I’d never felt like this before. She started to grind her hips, then took my hands and placed them on her jiggling breasts.

    “Touch me all you want... Do whatever you want to me...”

    “I’m...sorry,” I whispered, apologizing for my meek behavior. Sekh pressed her hands to my chest and, through those passionate breaths, said I had nothing to be sorry for. I leaned up, she remained in my lap, and I wrapped my hands around her waist and licked her sweaty neck. She moaned into my ears, resulting in me getting even harder, which I thought wasn’t possible at all.

    My semen and her delicious fluids made lewd sounds when our crotches smacked into the other.

    And for the next hour, the two of us allowed our moans and body language to do the talking. When I became used to her in my lap, she rolled to her stomach and lifted her hips, and I eased myself inside of her as she loudly moaned into a pillow. I especially loved this position because I was able to hug her adorable stomach. It also allowed the chance to tickle and play with her puffy clitoris while sealing her lips with mine when she turned her head.

    Our night of passion ended after the 11th round. I peeled my sweaty chest from her back and remained on my knees. Looking down, I saw a never-ending river of white flow from her pussy after removing my penis. I couldn’t deny the pleasure it gave me, and looking at my adorable Lionfolk, it seemed she rather enjoyed it as well since she was trembling and moaning. The strength in my body failed me. I collapsed beside Sekh, content and happy. The sandman snatched me away from consciousness the second I hugged her from behind.