Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master



The sensation of his cock touching her skin was making her head reeling, and her pussy clenching. She tried hard to resist him, but the sensation of him kissing her was too much, and she couldn't help herself.

"No...no...I can't...I don't..." She doesn't want her cherry to be popped by someone who looks like her brother. Who talks like her brother and more importantly who is a pervert like her brother.

Her wish was to fall in love with a six feet jacked-up bad boy and then have the hot passionate sex. She thought about a bad boy, and she always had her fantasies of the bad boy having the best cock ever. Calen was designed after her desires and this pervert was designed after her brother. Now her hero was somewhere else and she was about to be fucked by the pervert and the funny part is...she wants to be taken by him. She wants to be claimed. She wants to be owned.

She was just too stunned and the pleasure that she had, was still coursing through her body and it was making her mind a jumble. 'This can't be! I should just kill him and be over with this. I could go back home and have the bad boy there. Not here. Not like this.' Yet her body betrayed her.

But with the last bit of dignity on her body, she summoned another sword and lifted it above his head. He was too busy kissing her body, licking it and nibbling all over. 

She bit her lips and readied herself to stab him but as soon as she lifted the sword, he suddenly tensed up and grabbed her hands. "Whoa there, my lady, you would've hurt me. But it seems like you're still weak from my earlier sessions." He sneered at her weak body.

"Get off me, dammit!" She squirmed, trying to get away from him. "This is not how I wanted to pop my cherry. This is not the way and you're the last man on Earth that I want to share my body with."

"Oh, really? You don't want to do it with me? You don't want me to claim you as mine?" His eyes darkened, and his voice turned hoarse.

"No, I don't want that. Fuck off, you asshole!" She spat the words out.

"Aww, really?" He leaned into her and kissed her, his cock pressed against her belly. "You want me to be the one who pops your cherry, right? You want me to be the one who takes your virginity and who fucks you hard. Right?"

"Shut the fuck up, you idiot." She gritted her teeth, and her cheeks were flushed.

He laughed. "You are mine, and I will make you mine." He said and with a swift motion, he slammed his cock inside her. Without warning or whatsoever. Without giving her time to adjust his cock's girth and his length.

"Ahhhh!" She screamed and her pussy was stretching, and her legs were trembling. Her eyes were wide open, and her hands were gripping his arms.

"This is not the way you wanted, isn't it?" He whispered. "You wanted something hot and passionate, right? You wanted to fuck a hot, bad boy. Something like this?" He thrust hard and deep inside her.

She could only moan and whimper and she tried to wriggle, but she couldn't move.I think you should take a look at

"Oh, no, you don't." He held her arms and pinned her down. He thrust again, deeper this time.

"Ahhh, god!" She cried out.

He looked at her face, seeing the way her eyes were wide and the tears that were forming in the corner of her eyes. Her lips were quivering, and she was biting them, trying hard to suppress a scream.

"You have a cute face, but you are also a dirty whore." Here he is fucking his own sister who despised him. Who hated him. She was just like any other girl he has seen. They all are fierce and powerful and boss bitch but the moment they got a cock in their cunt, they all become weak.

She was no different.

"You are a fucking bitch! A filthy slut, and a whore, and you will always be a whore." He pumped onto her, her pussy stretching to accommodate his cock. Her whole body shuddered from the sensation, and she was moaning and whimpering, and the pleasure was too much to bear.

"I know what you are thinking. That you want it. Just say it." He whispered to her, his breath hovered on her face.

She looked at him, her eyes dark, and her expression blank. Sweat trickled down from his face, and her juices were dripping down his balls and her thighs. Her pussy was clenching his cock, and the pleasure was making her head spin.

She can't think let alone speak. Her whole body was on fire. Like a burning fire that would never extinguish.

"I said, say it." His cock was slamming harder and deeper inside her. The sensation of her pussy clamping down on him was intoxicating, and the sensation of her pussy juices dripping down her thighs and her ass was just too good. Her facial expression was too much, and the way she was biting her lips was just too erotic.

She was unable to speak, and she was unable to look at him. "Say it." He growled, and his cock was pounding inside her, and he was slamming so hard, so deep inside her.

He leaned down and kissed her lips, there was no resistance but rather she welcomed him. A whimper escaped her mouth. She was losing her mind, and she was about to melt in the sea of pleasure. "You are a filthy, whore. Say it," he growled.

"Aah, ah, ah...You are a fucking bastard," she whispered. Her hands were gripping his arms, and her legs were quivering. She was sweating, and her chest was rising and falling, and her breathing was ragged and hoarse.