The World Is Mine For The Taking

Leon moved between my legs, his presence looming over me like a shadow.

"Haa…~ Haaa~..."

Oh no…

My breath escaped in short, heated pants.

I sounded like a dog in heat.

I couldn't believe this was really happening.

Me... the Princess. The symbol of elegance and composure, admired by nobles and commoners alike. The one who walked with grace in every corridor of the palace, who carried the weight of the crown's dignity... was now lying beneath a man, trembling and gasping, completely lost to lust as he was about to have sex with me.

"You're a pervert, Princess," Leon said with a faint smirk. "I never would've thought."

"Hehehe…~ haa… haa~... I wouldn't have thought it myself…"

It was something I never imagined and had never allowed myself to consider.

That I might actually be a pervert.

Raised in a world of velvet halls and strict etiquette, where I was taught to keep my chin up and my most of my expressions hidden, I had never truly understood what sex even was. I had read the formal descriptions, the royal responsibilities tied to it... but this... this was different.

And now that I was feeling it...

I was going to experience it with my own body...

Something inside me cracked open.

Something utterly, shamefully exhilarating.

My body was shaking… my breath ragged and fast… and between my thighs, my vagina was drenched.

It was sticky and throbbing.

There was no mistaking it.

I was really a pervert.

"I'm going to enter now," he murmured.

His voice sent a shiver down my spine.

"Right. Come."

And then, slowly, he reached down and hooked a finger around the crotch of my underwear, tugging it aside.

The cool air of the room kissed the slick, glistening folds of my vagina.

I shuddered, both from embarrassment and anticipation.

Then, I felt it.

The blunt head of his penis, which was warm and firm, pressing against my entrance.

"Mnnnn…!"

I gasped sharply as he pushed forward. It was gently but persistently.

The pressure built…

My walls tensed instinctively before they gave way, slowly and steadily parting around him.

My teeth clenched as he sank deeper.

Every inch felt like it was stretching me open, making my inner walls tighten, hug, and welcome the invading heat of him.

He slid in slowly, like he wanted to make me feel everything, like every ridge, every throb, and every twitch of his member as it forged a path inside my untouched body.

And then...

He hit something deep within me.

"Nghhh!"

A sharp sting tore through me. My body arched, involuntarily reacting to the pain.

But it vanished as quickly as it came.

The ache faded… leaving only a thick, pulsing fullness behind.

I blinked through the tears in my eyes and looked up at him.

More.

He was still going deeper. My vagina clenched around him, fluttering helplessly as more of his member sank into me.

"Wait a little longer. It's not all in yet," he warned, his breath warm against my cheek.

Then he pushed.

"Hngghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!"

It was a one final, steady thrust that filled me completely, hitting the deepest part of my body.

"It feels even better than I imagined…" I whispered breathlessly, my chest rising and falling as I gasped for air. "It feels hot…"

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"It's not as painful as people always say it is," I replied.

The pain had come and gone, but now… all I could feel was this incredible sense of fullness, like I was being claimed, stretched, and owned in the most intimate way possible.

"I'm going to move then," he said.

"Yes…"

He gripped my hips, and then he began to move.

And just like that, I lost it.

"Fnnghhh, nghhhnnn, hnnnnaaa....~! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhhnnn~, ahhhn~, ahh~! Ah~! Hnnnghhh, hnnnn, hnnnnn~ Nnnnnnn, ahhnnnn~!"

Moans erupted from my mouth like a symphony of filth. I couldn't control them. I didn't want to.

Every thrust sent sparks dancing up my spine.

His penis, which was wet and hot, slid through my walls with sinful ease, each movement drawing more slick sounds from my body, from my lips and down from my very soul.

"Hnnghhh~ Ahhh, ahhh… It… Ahhnnnn~...!"

Words slipped from me like water.

The feeling of being filled—truly filled—was overwhelming. Every drag of his penis along my walls left me lightheaded and dizzy with pleasure. The lewd, wet sounds of our bodies echoed through the room.

And I could feel every single thing.

The way his tip brushed deep inside me, nudging places I never knew existed, making them throb and clench in response.

"Hnnghhh…! It's hitting me so deep… Hnnghhhhhhhh~"

It was like my brain was sizzling. Melting, even.

The rational, composed princess was slipping away, replaced by something wilder, needier, and completely at his mercy.

My moans rose in pitch. My skin burned with heat. My body was jerking and bucking on its own, trying to meet every thrust.

"Hnnnnnn~! Ahhnnnnnnn! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahnnnghhhhhh~!"

Then it happened.

That familiar, intense sensation.

The one that felt like I was going to float, like my entire body was being pulled into something higher.

It surged up from within, wrapping me in heat, tightening around my core.

"Hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!"

I couldn't stop it. My back arched, my nails dug into the sheets, and a cry escaped me.

It was a loud, long, and shameless cry of pleasure.

It felt like I was soaring, bursting, and coming undone. All at the same time.

Then… it passed.

My body collapsed back onto the bed, trembling and spent.

"Haa…~ Haaa…" I panted, barely able to keep my eyes open. "It feels… so gooddd..." I breathed out, dazed.

"That's the expression I want to see," he murmured.

I didn't even know what kind of face I was making right now.

But if I had to guess…

It was probably something utterly filthy.

The expression of a princess who once carried herself with poise and dignity was now reduced to this.

She was panting, sweaty, and soaked in lust, making a face that could only be described as lewd.

"Hnnn, ahhhhn...~"

He continued pounding into me—again and again—without mercy, his hips slamming against mine with wet, rhythmic force.

Each time he pushed in, it felt like my insides were being reshaped to his will, and the walls of my vagina clung to his penis with desperation, like they were trying to memorize him… to squeeze out every inch of sensation they could wring from his shape.

I could feel my walls contracting around him greedily, sucking him deeper each time he moved.

It was like my body had a will of its own, like it was determined to etch his presence into my flesh, burning the imprint of his penis into my core so that I'd never forget how to take him again.

The friction of skin against skin.

It was hot, slick, and lewd. It felt criminally good.

Too good.

Dangerously addictive.

I wasn't just reacting to it...

I was giving in.

Letting it all take over.

Letting him take over.

Little by little, I could feel myself drowning in the pleasure, losing track of time, space… everything.

My vision blurred at the edges.

My breath caught in my throat.

I gritted my teeth, trying to resist, but the sensation was too much.

Too much.

"Nghhh~, hhnnnghh~, hhnnn, hhnnngggg, ghnnnn~"

The sounds falling from my lips didn't even feel like my own anymore.

The moment I accepted him inside me—fully and without hesitation—I felt it.

Like I became his.

Like my body had changed from something regal into something made for him.

And the scary part was...

I didn't hate it.

Not even close.

I loved it.

That feeling... of being used, being filled, being stretched, it was so good as it was maddening. I couldn't stop. I didn't want to.

My body was molding to fit his needs, reshaping itself like soft clay to match exactly what he liked.

Every deep thrust of his cock forced my flesh to part, to give way to him, and each time it did, a wave of heat exploded through my belly like a firework.

And goodness, that sensation… of my walls being pushed aside, stretched open again and again…

It was divine.

"Ahhhnnn, it's cominggg~... S-Something's coming againnnnn~ Nghhhhhhhhhhghhhghhhhhhh~!!!"

And just like that, I shattered again.

My orgasm tore through me like a tidal wave, ripping away every ounce of control I had left.

A powerful squirt of clear liquid burst from deep inside me, so sudden and sharp it slapped against his crotch with a messy splash, forcing his cock back slightly from the sheer pressure of it.

"Haaaaaaaaannnnnn~~~..."

I felt like I was flying, floating through the clouds without wings, untethered by anything. My body trembled, tingled, and ached with ecstasy.

The fullness, the pressure, the weight of him inside me, it was so indescribably good that I wished time would stop, just so I could stay like this forever.

"Ahhhhn, ahhh...~!"

Leon pushed back inside me, not hesitating at all.

My body, still twitching from release, welcomed him immediately.

I had already committed his shape to memory.

My muscles remembered. My heat remembered.

And it pulled him back in.

Even though I'd already gotten used to the size of his cock, the way it stretched me still sent tremors across my skin.

The moment he entered again, I gasped.

"Hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnghhhhh~"

That one thrust nearly knocked me out.

My mind blanked, and my eyes rolled back for a second.

"Yes. That's right, Princess. Make more of that face," he said.

That voice... it made my chest flutter.

What kind of face was I making?

I wanted to know.

I needed to see what kind of expression I had while being fucked like this, while being taken and reshaped by his cock like it was molding me into something new.