Sam's First Time Chapters Rewrite

The kiss that Sam and I share is long and intense. We skip the gentle teasings and the peckings and all the other steps that lovers work themselves up with, proceeding straight into the fiery throes of desire. Upon her full, round lips and her tongue, I still taste the remains of the Dragon’s Burst I served her hours before. We kiss harder, deeper, tongues twisting and turning as we explore these incredible new sensations.

Breaking apart only for a brief moment, Sam and I stare deeply into one another’s eyes in total silence. There are a million things I want to say to her, but there’s acceptance in this silence that we both appreciate. Then, like magnets, we are pulled back to one another’s bodies as if we can’t help but kiss and press them together till the end of time.

My hands begin exploring the beautiful naked blonde sitting astride me, at long last taking in the sensation of a woman’s bare skin. She feels every bit as soft as I dreamed a girl would be, perhaps even more. As I run my hands across her gratuitous curves, I swear I feel myself becoming intoxicated just from the feeling of touching her in her supple nakedness.

Sam is perfect- her body is that of a Goddess, and I deserve this.

With a playful, teasing giggle, the warrior runs her own hands under my plain white shirt, lifting it off over my head and stripping me of it. Sam raises an eyebrow at the sight of my naked chest and judging from the hungry look in her eyes, I can only imagine that the runaway Princess likes what she sees.

“Damn. Maybe you coulda been an adventurer after all? I shouldn’t have written you off so soon, Daddy.” She smiles ear to ear, tracing her hands along with my pecs and down to my firm abs.

“I keep in shape, sure, but I don’t have the constitution or the willpower to do what you do. You’re much stronger than me, Sam.” As I tell her this, the young girl leans into the side of my neck and begins peppering it with loads of soft, sloppy little kisses. With a groan, I bend my head backward and savor her proactive lust as it bares its fangs at me.

When she pulls away, a line of dribble trickles down from her lips. Sam wipes it out with a smile and looks down. “You look plenty strong enough where it matters, though... If you catch my drift,” Her soft hand gropes the massive, tented bulge in my shorts. Once more, I moan from the pleasure, finally feeling a woman’s hand upon my cock. This new sensation fills me with delight, and desire pulses throughout my throbbing rod. “I’m not the only one with a huge sword, huh, Daddy?”

For whatever reason, I decide to be honest with my new lover. I look away out of confusion and admit the truth. “Yes, about that. My eyes weren’t the only thing that was acting up today. It’s... not usually like this.

She stares back at me, puzzled and with a tilted head. “You’re not saying I did this to you, are you?” She squeezes my erection playfully before catching herself, laughing it off, and correcting her mistake. “I mean, duh, I did this to you, but I mean like... you know?”

I nod at her, acknowledging the strange situation. “After I saw you without my glasses on, I grew about... double my size, and when you forced me to relieve myself, I found that my output... well, that part more than doubled, let’s just say...”

Sam blinks at me. “Uh. Do you like... need to see a Doctor? That shit doesn’t sound normal, Boss.”

“Nothing today has been normal, and I have you to thank for that,” I decide to distract her by pulling her into yet another kiss. It works, and she returns the favor.

Once that kiss runs its course, she looks back down at me and giggles. “So is that why I could smell your jizz when I got back here?” Excitement stirs in her eyes. Suddenly, I’m drawn toward noticing the disparity between this casual, friendly girl and the commanding presence who inspired me to greatness not even minutes ago. Questions swirl about in my mind, and I can’t help but wonder whether Sam is really the commanding Princess or the lovable adventurer. I have plenty to learn about her, and I’m very excited to have the opportunity.

“Smelled a lot of jizz, have you?” I tease, causing her to snort.

“Don’t be jealous. I only know what it smells like cause, uh...” For a moment, Sam looks off into the distance with a defeated expression. “I didn’t have very many good role models growing up, and I was exposed to a looooot of shit...”

“So everything they say about the King is true...” I mumble under my breath, but Sam hears it and freaks out.

She sits up, panicked and sweating. Her perky tits begin bouncing up and down as she gestures with her hands rather frantically. “W-Woah there, Boss, you’ve got one hell of an imagination! Whoever said anything about the King?!” While I admire her for trying to keep this ruse going, she is just an absolutely horrendous liar.

I don’t intend to make her admit the truth. Honestly, I find it kind of cute how she is trying her hardest to convince me. Still, I can’t help wanting to mess with her a little bit. “It’s just that when you were inspiring me to be the best I can be, you took on an almost royal, commanding persona for a minute there. One could easily mistake you for the real thing when you behave like that, you know.”

“Pft,” She rolls her eyes, nudges my shoulder, and wipes some sweat from her brow. “That was just me being kinky, y’know? A little bit of roleplay to get you pumped up and actually do something for yourself for once...”

“Right,” I focus myself back on our intimacy, cupping her cheek in my hands. She’s so warm that I feel I could melt solely from the comforting bliss of her youthful skin. Running my thumb along her chin to trail up across her juicy, pink lips, I push the head into her mouth as soon as Sam makes an inviting ‘O’ shape. She clamps down on my digit and swirls her tongue against it, sucking and refusing to let go.

My eyes roll back into my skull, and I pant like a mad dog. My body begins to shiver as Sam worships my poor thumb with such sexual fervor. Suddenly, her hands shoot to my forearm, and she holds on to them. Sam keeps me in place, sucking harder and harder until the stimulus is too much to bear. “Sam, I... holy hell... would you please- ACK!”

Sam bites me, and I cry out in pain. When I look at her eyes, they’re defiant as can be. She makes it clear with that expression alone that the time for asking is over. If I want something, then I either take it or command her to do it. With that in mind, I do exactly as she wants me to.

“Suck me off, Sam,” I pull out my thumb from her lips and suck on it for myself, tasting the savory sweetness of the girl’s saliva.

“There ya go,” She smirks right away. “Anything you want, Daddy...” The way she says it, dripped in sultriness and coated with allure, sends a shiver up my spine. Sam knows neither of us wants to wait long for this, so she uses her brute strength to tear off my boxers. At the moment, I don’t even care about the lost clothing.

My meaty cock springs forward with reckless abandon, slapping the Princess in the cheek. “Damn, someone’s raring to go...” She laughs to herself, breathing in the musk of my manhood and sighing with content. “You weren’t kidding about the size, huh...?”

“Having second thoughts?” I look down at the girl, who loses a small portion of her confidence. I’d be intimidated too if I were her, considering it’s longer than her head and as girthy as her wrist.

“No way,” She rolls her eyes, even as a bead of sweat drops down the side of her face.

Since Sam made sure to hammer home how I should care primarily about my own desires and nothing else, I grab her by her tousled, blonde locks of hair and use the grip to pull her lips to my aching and excited staff. “Prove it then. Suck me off.”

Sam looks up at me, her green eyes flickering with more determination again. “You’re getting good at this, aren’t you? I think I created a monster.” She flashes me a sharp, toothy grin before opening her mouth. Sam pauses, doing nothing but hovering her mouth over my engorged, red cockhead. It doesn’t take long to realize what she means by this.

Now isn’t the time for words. It’s the time for whatever I want to do. More than anything, my current desire is to have my cock sucked to the point where I cum down this tomboyish Princess’s tight little throat. Holding her steady by her hair, I carefully slide her steaming mouth down on my manhood. I reel from the pure ecstasy as in no time at all, the girl begins to suck down on me, and I know for the first time what it feels like to have my throbbing penis inside of a woman’s wet hole.

Sam closes her eyes and moans as her lips are stretched by my width. Her right hand grips the base of my penis as she slowly starts bobbing up and down in tune with stroking the shaft. The girl is hardly struggling, even managing to start incorporating little licks and swirls of her tongue into her pleasurable motions. Not long after that, her free hand finds its way to my sack to squeeze and fondle my sizable balls.

The sucking, the stroking, the fondling, the licking... it’s all so damn much pleasure riveting through my body- more than I’ve ever felt in my entire life. I want this to last as long as possible simply because I can’t get enough of watching this blonde beauty making a slutty mess of herself solely to pleasure me. The sight of a girl between my legs moaning against my cock as she continually forces my length deeper into her wet mouth is intoxicating, and If I could, I would sit here for hours.

Sensing my desire to stretch this out, Sam starts letting up a bit. She stops forcing my cock down as far as it will go down her virgin throat and eases the pleasurable strokes she’s been gifting me with. Instead of steady and strong, her soft hands become slow and sensual. Her powerful, persistent sucking is replaced with tender, drawn-out licks up and down my shaft that is broken up only by the sound of her delicious, sultry moans.

“Mmmnnn... I dunno if it’s just you, but Gods, you taste so good...” She says, breaking from my cock and gasping for air. “How do you like it? Am I a good girl, Daddy...?” She looks up at me, half teasing and half legitimately wanting me to call her a good girl.

“Yes, you’re a very good girl, um... Sam?” I accidentally ruin the moment. It occurs to me I don’t have any unique pet name for her, which is usually how these things go.

“What’s wrong, Daddy?” The Princess tilts her head but continues to passively pleasure my cock and balls with her surprisingly skilled hands. She smiles, doing her best to keep me comfortable and in constant satisfaction but never enough to distract me from answering her.

“Mn... Sorry, I was just thinking that while you keep calling me ‘Daddy’, I don’t have a special little name to call you by in return. You know, usually, in this sort of dynamic, the man refers to his woman as kitten, baby-girl, baby, and so on. Do you happen to have any sort of preference as far as this goes, or-”

“Princess,” Sam doesn’t wait for me to finish my sentence.

“...Really. That’s what you’re going with?”

“I-It’s just roleplay, ok?” Sam frowns, starting to stroke my cock hard as if to punish me. As I groan, she tells me, “It’s just that... if I WERE a Princess, then it’d be like... super hot to be reminded of that fact while I’m being used by a commoner...”

“Of course, Princess,” I sigh, not knowing what to do with this poor girl. She knows what she likes, at least...

Sam’s eyes light up, beaming with burning excitement. Knowing how bad she wants to be defiled by someone ‘below’ her, I decide to try and give her more of what she wants. If it’s too much for Sam, I’ll back off, but for now, I push the back of her skull and impale it down on my cock.

She immediately gags as my erect manhood pushes down her tight throat, making me worried for her. That worry doesn’t last long, as when I release her head, she shoots me an angry glare that seems to say, ‘the fuck do you think you’re doing, keep going!’ so I relent and give my Princess precisely what she wants.

I start to both push her down on me and thrust up with my hips. The feeling of being lodged in the throat of my new lover is amazing. Her tight walls convulse around me, creating an ever-present wet suction that feels entirely different from the first half of the blowjob. Tiny tears of joy flow down Sam’s cheek, and she picks up her own pace, throating my cock to the best of her abilities.

As she surfaces for air, I ask her a rhetorical question. “You like it, Princess?”

“Mmmnn... I sure fucking do, Daddy...” After a deep breath, she sighs with contented pleasure. “Getting closer?”

“You wish,” I lie, I’m getting pretty damn close from the sheer tenacity and passion present in her throating. She has to be some sort of natural at it, as this isn’t something any girl can just do.

“Sounds like a challenge...” The cheeky Princess raises an eyebrow and smiles dangerously. She takes a long, deep breath and starts deep-throating me again, only this time, the girl begins milking my cock hard and fast with both of her hands. I was talking a big game, and Sam is able to put me in my place after barely another minute of pleasure.

I lose control of my cock right as she shoves it down her throat one last time, her hands wringing me for every last drop. What follows is a steaming load the somehow even outdoes the one I went through earlier in the day. It’s powerful, and it tears through my body so bad that I need to grab Sam’s head just for a little bit of stability as I loose myself within her.

For my Princess’s part, she doesn’t struggle and instead keeps me lodged as far back as I can for as long as she can, even despite how long the load starts to last. I feel an obscene amount of semen leave my balls, and in the end, it proves to be too much for the young amateur. She has to remove my pulsating cock from her throat, coughing and letting little drops of my seed escape with each one.

This doesn’t deter her, as she just stares at me with lusty eyes and says, “Don’t stop, c’mon... shoot it all out for me...!” Her expression pleads with me for more, and her hands ramp up the jerking. This desperate effort of hers forces the last few drops of my load to spurt out furiously from the tip of my dick. The stream splashes right against her face, painting it a thick white with the proof of my lust.

Finally, the last throes of my orgasm fade out into nothing. For perhaps the first time in my life, I feel well and truly satisfied. Of course, seeing a young, beautiful girl covered in copious amounts of his own cum will tend to do that to a man.

-

Deciding that my ego hasn’t been fed enough, I reach out my finger to my lover’s cheeks and scoop up some of the semen I splattered all over her gorgeous face. I then extend this finger to her puffy, full lips and press it against them. “Be a good little Princess and clean up your mess. Understood?”

I watch her shiver at the thought, and she smiles. “Mmm, of course, Daddy...” She coos in a soft, dreamy haze of pleasure before eagerly swallowing my finger and sucking it clean of my semen. Then, just like the good girl that she is, my Princess goes on to voluntarily clean the rest of her face up in a very sexy manner. Looking me straight in the eyes, she moans like a bitch in heat while scooping up all of my seed and licking it off her hands like it’s the tastiest treat she’s ever had the privilege to devour.

A feminine voice inside of me whispers, ‘That’s where it belongs,’ and I am overtaken with a bizarre urge to fill Sam up with even more of my semen. I can’t for the life of me understand why, but knowing that my seed is within her just feels... right.

“Gonna be honest, this shit tastes real good... you’re really just full of surprises, huh, Daddy?” Sam giggles as her tongue purposefully droop out the side of her mouth, drooling little dribbles of my cum to tantalize me.

“It seems that way,” I tell her as I look down between my legs and witness yet another miracle. Despite only having just cum the load of my life, I’m raring to go again against all the odds. Is this yet another benefit of the strange mutation my body underwent today? Maybe I really should see my Doctor about this... I can scarcely imagine what Miss Hart would even begin to say to me, though, so I push the thought away and focus on the good- that I’m still tremendously hard and far from sated.

“I’m not done with you yet, Princess...” I sit up from my position on the rickety bed, looming over her and staring at her nude body in the dark of the shadowy night.

The young girl looks down to my ground, and seeing my rock-hard erection, she then looks back up to my face with a hopeful and dirty expression. “You’re so close to what you want, Daddy... come on... you know how this works by now... if you want me, you have to be man enough to fucking take me...”

Sam, this amazing and beautiful tomboyish Princess reclines back on my mattress. She spreads her legs wide for me, letting the thrilling scent of her womanhood pour into the room. From what little light pokes in from the curtains, I can see shining strands of her lewd, wet juices running down her thighs and pooling down onto the sheets below. Funny, I could have sworn I just told her to clean up one mess, and now the shameless girl has already gone and made another.

With great determination, I scoot forward and hold my cock in my hand. “I don’t just want you, Princess, I want to make you mine... in every sense of the word. In just one day, you’ve lit a fire under my ass and compelled me to fight for what I want. I don’t want to let that go, and I want you to remain by my side.”

“It’s a miracle what good pussy can do to a man, ain’t it?” She giggles before taking on a more serious expression. “If that’s what you want, though, then you gotta take it... nngh...”

At the end of her words, I start pressing the tip of my cock against the dripping, pink petals of her cleft. “I’m going to take it, Princess. You’re mine now.”

“Do it...” She closes her eyes, biting her lips. “Take me...”

Right as I motion to cleave her in two with my erect rod, reality hits me like a sack of bricks before I’m even an inch inside of her. “...Wait a second, I don’t have any protection, Sam.”

She looks up at me, blushing, then snorts. “Oh yeah,” She ruffles through the blankets and pulls out a small pink bottle. Even though I’ve never had to make use of it, there’s no mistaking it for anything else. Sam holds in her hands a bottle of potent Succu-Bye. “I stole a bottle of this when I left home, in case I met the right guy. Didn’t think it’d happen so damn quick, but hey, here we are... bottom’s up.”

Sam playfully sticks her tongue out at me and pulls out the bottle’s tight cock. She swallows every last drop of the pink liquid within, and for a brief moment, her eyes glow that same shade of pink before fading away. With that, Sam is fully protected against pregnancy for an entire week, and it helps deal with other pesky female problems as well. Many women who can afford the potion take it mainly for that reason, with birth control being a handy bonus on top of that.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to kill the mood like that,” I laugh softly and avert my eyes out of embarrassment.

“Naw, you’re good. Now, where were we, Daddy...?” Sam winks at me teasingly before spreading her pussy out further for me with her fingers. Even despite the dark, I get my first good look at the beautiful inner folds of a woman. Just the sight of its glistening wetness seems to draw me in, and I feel the need to show Sam my appreciation.

“I believe we were right about here,” I tell her as I lean in and hover over her body, pushing my lips to hers and grinding the length of my cock across her slit. As we kiss, I avoid penetration for quite a long time. Instead, I focus on merely rubbing my cock up and down, mashing it against her groin. Soon, I start to make a game of it. I find that the harder I mash, and the more I slide up against her clit, the harder Sam begins to moan. So for a few minutes, we make out and engage in a grinding dance both above and below.

Sam breaks faster than I do. She blushes heavier, sweats, and shuts her eyes from building pleasure. She eventually breaks our kiss and asks me, “Gods... damn it, Daddy... what are you waiting for...?”

“Nothing, I just want to... mmn... show you some love first before I take you...”

The Princess bites her lip and stares up at me, looking the most demure and feminine I’ve ever seen of her. She looks like she’s trying to speak but can’t utter a word to save her life. Eventually, she’s able to spit out, “W-Well, I feel plenty loved, now... so... Don’t... mnnngh- k-keep me waiting much longer...!!”

“Why, does this feel good...?” I ask, ignoring my own pleasure to slide up and down her increasingly drenched cleft at a faster and faster pace.

“YES,” She moans, gripping onto the bedsheets out of sheer need. “Gods, yes, it feels good, damn it! So hurry up and fuck me already!”

And with those words, I knew she would be mine.

I grab Sam by her hips, angling my cock directly against the entrance of her vaginal hole. Without even meaning to, I plunge all the way inside of her depths in one go. My intention was entirely to go slow in order to avoid the complications of her virginity, but her wetness made that not even an option. The Princess’s pink sheath envelopes me in its warmth and its love, giving me my first glorious taste of what it means to make love.

Staring into her eyes without a word, I start to move. At least, I try to. Pulling out of her feels like an impossible feat- she was eager enough to let me in, but now that I’m there, she’s incredibly tight like a vice. Strangely, I find myself not even bothered by this. Just being inside of her feels sublime, and I don’t even care if I can’t move...

Sam takes my lack of action as a concern for her well-being, and she’s quick to tell me, “Don’t... even think about asking me if y-you should take it slow... I’m tough. I can handle it...” The Princess tells me in an almost pouty tone.

“Don’t worry, Princess,” I smile down at her, using all of my strength to rip my massive cock out of the tightness of her virgin pussy. “I know how you want this to go. You want me to take you however I want, right? Well, fret not... I plan to.” In a display of dominance, I grab her fluffy hair again and give her a possessive grin.

“Mmmm, that’s better, Daddy... you learn fast...!” She giggles warmly, yet I don’t intend to ease up. I give her tight cunt a well-timed thrust with all of my strength just to show her who’s boss. Her wet, pink walls constrict down on me even further as she moans out loud.

Her cries begin to work up to a fever pitch as I start a steady in-and-out rhythm. Her tightness doesn’t ease up even as fuck her at a regular pace, but I get better at dealing with it. She becomes putty in my hands. Her arms wrap around me, and her nails dig deep into my skin as she starts yelling cries of ‘yes, daddy, yesssss’ and other such pleasantries.

These sensual screams only push me further into the deepening abyss of my own lust until the moment when my powerful cock hits a spot inside her that is different from all the others. It’s THE spot. Deep inside her on the upper side of her back wall, I begin carving myself out and around my pretty Princess’s sweet spot.

Grinding my cockhead against it, I twist my meat around back and forth so that the ridge scrapes against her. I take this chance to show the girl just all I can do for her, and it doesn’t take Sam long at all to convulse against me with overwhelming pleasure. Her maddeningly tight pussy squeezes, sucks, and quivers down on my cock as it cums against the might of my pounding flesh.

“Holy FUCK, Daddy...!! I’m... I’m cumming so hard...!!” Sam whines, her superhuman strength starting to show its head as she squeezes me harder for dear life. As she screams from my frenzied thrusts, I find myself not yet ready to join her in orgasm- even as she gushes her wet juices onto my dick. I need to push harder, get even rougher and pleasure the Princess precisely the way she wants it.

“Don’t you DARE stop cumming for me, Princess, don’t you fucking DARE,” Growling these commands into her ear, I squeeze her back with my manly arms as hard as I can. While not as strong as her, of course, it’s more than enough to put significant pressure on the young girl’s body.

“Oh Gods, yes, Daddy, yes, I promise...!! Just... please... more... MORE!”

I sit up partially so that my hands can shoot to her tits, and I begin groping her heavy globes like they were a dear, long-lost friend. Sam’s breasts are huge, definitely upper double D-cups, so when I handle them, my hands sink into the healthy, pliable flesh.

While I continue thrusting inside her without pause, I fondle and tease these bountiful mounds as she tosses and turns in the pleasure of it all. I grit my teeth, my heat rising, and my fingers find her pointy nips waiting with eagerness for me to tease them. Beautiful and sharp, I give them a soft pinch at first only to watch Sam have a somewhat mild reaction. Deciding to go a bit harder, she yelps a satisfied yelp and arches her back.

“AH! T-That’s more like it, fuck!” She cries, showcasing her desire for more yet rough play. Her hips start hammering upwards with all she’s got, matching my each and every thrust with fearsome intensity and strength.

This, coupled with the erotic feeling of her soft tits being kneaded in my hands, forces me to clench my teeth as the heated pleasure grows within my loins. “I’m... ngh... almost there, Prin... cess...” I tell her over the sounds of our fevered fucking, which only becomes louder and louder as the slapping and wet noises echo throughout my bedroom.

“You don’t gotta tell me... ngh! Just fucking do it in... inside!! Please, Daddy!!” The words of this beautiful Princess are all but steamy, breathy screams at this point, made even more delicious as tears of ecstasy fall down her cheeks at a rapid pace. She wraps her legs around my hips, giving me no possible way to pull out at the last second.

With this desperate pleading, I have nothing left to possibly hold my self-restraint.

Unleashing everything I’ve got to give, I fire off like a cannon inside of the deepest depths of Sam’s tight, pink tunnel. Her body spasms underneath my own, savoring the pleasure of being filled for the first time in her young life. Her bliss sets her off, creating an even higher high for her ongoing orgasm as it transforms into one sensual explosion after another.

It soon becomes too much for her, and her strength fades. Sam’s arms no longer squeeze me with her unrestrained power, and the grip of her legs softens as well. The climax I’m putting her through is so strong, so intensely passionate that she all but melts beneath me.

Pleased with my newfound sexual prowess, I continue to ride the high of my equally powerful ejaculation. I feel rope after rope of my semen jet out of my body and into the silken pussy. Sam’s hole eventually can’t take the sheer quantity, and I feel it gushing out of her even stronger than her own juices.

After what felt like an eternity of manic thrusting, I finally pull my cock out of Sam and sigh with tremendous satisfaction. Looking down at her pounded pussy, her lips are red and engorged, swollen from the rabid love-making we just shared. My cum filled her so hard that there’s a tiny, tiny bump in her stomach...

The fact that I can cum such an amount is... a lot to take in. But then it gets worse, as while Sam’s chest rises and falls with her heavy breath, her freshly-filled cunt starts glowing a magical pink light that lasts only for a moment.

No, that’s enough for one night, I think. I have enough shit to unpack here without wondering whatever that was about.

“Mnn... something wrong...?” The tired and sweaty Princess asks, stirring and raising her head slightly up to look at me.

“No, just... getting a good look at how much I filled you. It’s an astonishing sight.”

She giggles warmly, “Well, get used to it. You’re gonna get to see it a lot from now on. For now, get over here and cuddle me, damn it!” Sam pats a spot for me next to her on the bed.

For tonight, I push the whole glowing vagina thing out of my mind and focus entirely on my lover as I lay beside her. Unable to hold back a smile, I tell her, “That was everything I ever dreamed of.”

“Yeah, yeah... let’s save the mushy stuff for tomorrow. You fucked the energy straight outta me...” The girl yawns, scooting as close to my body as possible before grumbling and deciding it’s not enough. She gets on top of my torso and lays down with her head resting on my pecs. “Hope you don’t mind, I’m just gonna crash here...”

Leaning down to give her forehead an affectionate kiss, I smile and begin stroking her beautiful, blonde hair. “That’s fine. Do what you want.”

The young Princess laughs, and shortly after that, the two of us fall into a blissful sleep, the likes of which I didn’t know were possible.

-

Despite how long and lovely it feels, eventually, this deep and blissful rest must end. I wake up the following day with a thousand different thoughts swimming through my head. Only just the night before, I lost my virginity to a young and stunningly beautiful teenaged Princess who, for reasons unknown, ran away from home. Rather than awakening in a groggy, tired haze, I’m overtaken by a strange and surreal feeling, asking, ‘did that really just happen?’

The answer is, sure enough, yes. That very same Princess is still here in my bed with me.

At some point, she must have fallen off me during the night, as Sam is now lying at my side instead of on top of me. Her tousled hair looks even messier than it did last night, and her mouth is agape. The girl is drooling all over the pillow, which is propping her head up, making her look even more unpolished and immature than she typically does.

I stare at my new lover in the morning light, playing back the events of last night in my head on repeat. I imagine the touch, the sensation, the thrills, and the chills... part of me can’t believe I changed so much just because a girl offered herself to me. Can sex really alter a man so much? Am I really all that different now that I’ve promised this girl that I will no longer hold myself back?

As long as I make good on my words and never fall back into being the person I used to be ever again, I think so.

Whatever the case, I don’t feel like the same man that I was the day before. Just as my seed was inserted within the girl sleeping beside me, that same girl planted a seed of hope within my heart. Relying on Sam to nurture it isn’t going to be enough. I’ll have to be the one to make sure that seed grows into more than just hope. I’ll make my desires become a reality, and nothing will stop me.

From this point on, if I want something, it will be mine no matter what it takes. I want success. I want riches, prestige, love, and everything else this world has denied me until now. That’s the kind of life I’m going to lead.

Ironically, the only thing I don’t want is to deal with all that supposed magical destiny bullshit involving defeating the Demon Lord. I just learned what sex feels like. Why the fuck would I want to go off now of all times and risk my life for something that barely even involves me? It’s not like I’m one of the Heroes of Light from Karnalle’s history, anyway.

No, thank you.

Living a fluffy Guild life with lots of sex from now on is my priority. I’ll work with Sam to repair this place and really make something of it. Who knows, maybe if I get enough powerful adventurers, I can send them on a quest to have them slay the Demon Lord on my behalf? Surely that would be good enough. I’ll be Karnalle’s first-ever Hero-by-proxy.

The absurd thought makes me laugh to myself a little harder than I meant it to, which ends up making Sam stir. The young, sleepy Princess grumbles a bit in a low, hushed tone. Soon after, she rubs the sleep from her eyes groggily and sits up. The covers fall off her shoulders and her breasts, large and beautiful, hang off her chest and jiggle before resting in place. Sam yawns loud and proud before stretching out like a cat, although with her hair, she looks much more like a lion than anything else.

She meets my gaze for the first time this morning, and she smiles wide like she’s just as happy to see me as I am to see her. “Morning, Daddy...”

“Morning, Princess,” Right after I greet her, Sam wastes no time at all in expressing our new fondness for one another. She leans in, pressing her lips to mine so that we may both share a tender kiss that lasts for half a minute.

After pulling away, the girl whispers in a soft, teasing tone, “You got some nasty-ass morning breath.”

“As do you, my dear.” I return her criticism with my own.

The Princess raises an eyebrow at me, saying, “Well, I wonder why that is, huh? Maybe it was dinner or something else that you made me swallow last night...”

“Best get used to it. I might have some more for you soon.” The innuendo increases, as does my own ego.

“Oh, I’ll get used to it, alright. Mmmn... gotta say, though, I’m really digging the newfound confidence.” She licks her lips in a teasing way.

“We both have you to thank for that,” I remind her.

Sam smiles before putting her hand on her cheek and thinking aloud, “It’s not just me. I just helped push you out of whatever funk you were in... speaking of, Boss... I know this is moving, uh, really fast and all that, but... last night was-”

“The best night of my life.” I finish her sentence for her, eliciting a cute laugh out of the girl.

“Yeah, same. Kinda weird how this works, y’know? Everything feels... kinda ‘right’ when I’m with you.” The girl sighs like she’s ashamed or perhaps worried about just how well our new connection fits.

Sighing, I tell her, “I think it’s best if we just accept the bizarre circumstance for what it is.”

“And what do you think it is, Boss?” She crosses her arms, tilts her head, and raises her eyebrow, all while smirking.

Half sarcastically, I ask her, “Would it be cliche if I said love at first sight?”

We both sort of stare at each other before laughing hard.

“I dunno if I’d go that far,” She blushes, averting her eyes and brushing a few strands of hair out of her face. “But I guess it’s pretty damn close.”

I reach out and grab Sam by her wide hips, roll her over and look down at the surprised look on her face as I hover over her body. “I’d go that far.”

“Goddesses above and below, I’ve created a monster, haven’t I...?” She looks up at me with an even redder face, perhaps excited by my forwardness.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing...” I press my body down against her, giving her a taste of my morning wood.

With a smirk, Sam shoves me in the chest just hard enough to push me off but not hard enough to hurt. “Chill for a bit, I’m still tired... you really put me through the wringer, heh. Hug?”

“Hug,” I repeat, smiling and wrapping my arms around her as she settles into the fabled little spoon position. Sam rustles the blankets while curling her body up to me and yawning.

We lay there, basking in the morning sunlight coming in through the curtain for several minutes. The warmth of the spring glow feels lovely, and I enjoy our closeness until Sam breaks the silence saying, “You seem a lot different already, Boss...”

“Well, I FEEL a lot different. I hope that’s not strange to you, is it”

“Nah, I like it. It just proves I was right... there was something inside of you looking for a way out, and you just needed a swift kick in the ass to get it together. Don’t lose sight of it again, you got that?” Sam’s voice loses its playfulness, and I get the feeling that I would hurt her deeply if, after everything she’s done for me, I were to somehow revert back into who I used to be.

Leaning in towards Sam’s ear, I whisper, “I don’t think that’ll be a problem. I’ve finally tasted what it means to truly be alive, and I’m hungry for more.”

“That so? Well, it’s your first day as the new you... what do you wanna do with it?” With a playful smirk upon her face, the Princess scoots out of our cuddle position, turns around, staring me in the eye. I can feel her expectations rising.

“I’m looking right at her,” I run the risk of being cheesy with my confidence, but Sam seems to be the type who likes that sort of thing, so I go for broke.

“Smooth. Do you really just wanna sit around all day and fuck me, though? Really? I mean, I know I’m hot as hell, but...” From the way the girl bites her lips and from the lusty look in her eyes, I can tell she’s far from against the idea.

“Really. Fuck everything else. The Guild has waited for ages for proper management- it can wait another day or two while I indulge in fulfilling years and years of unfulfilled fantasies. I may be a Guild Master, but first and foremost, I am a pervert.” I lean in closer to Sam, smiling warmly as I say, “What do you say the two of us take a few days to get to know each other even better, Princess?”

Sam closes her eyes, deep in thought, before opening them and smiling right back at me. “That sounds like one hell of a quest, Boss. Sign me up.”

And so, for the rest of the day, we carried on indulging ourselves and learning plenty more about one another’s bodies.