I promised myself, and then the world went black. Just like that, I let go.
A fucking goddess of a woman, seated on a throne. Her black, curly hair cascaded around her as she remained engrossed in a screen, reading about the poor bastard sprawled across her lap. After a moment, she snapped her fingers—a subtle flick of magic—and her words resonated within me: "James, open your eyes."
And I did. My gaze immediately locked onto them. Full, beautiful breasts, right in my fucking face, my head cradled by something impossibly soft, like a pillow. That sight, that sensation—it hit me like a ton of bricks, and my cock was already twitching. I scrambled off her lap, jumping to my feet before her. She was everything I'd ever fantasized about, everything those spicy web novels, adult comics, and fucked-up movies had promised. A perfect MILF.
She appeared to be in her thirties, with a waist so narrow it made my dick ache, flaring out into wide, full hips. Her shiny black curls tumbled down, framing that ample chest. My eyes crawled up her legs, over her thighs, to a sleek black choker around her neck. Her dress was black, molded to her body like a second skin, cut like some warrior's bikini, wrapped at the waist with a thick leather wrap. The way her lightly tanned skin popped against that dark fabric… I froze, staring, my cock ready to burst.
The woman rose from her throne, a warm, inviting smile plastered on her face, moving towards me with a natural, fucking graceful swagger.
That goddess, man, she was sculpted like a damn masterpiece. Every inch of her screamed pure, unadulterated female in the most exquisite, vulgar way imaginable. As she stood, I got the full, glorious picture. That narrow waist wasn't just narrow; it was cinched in tight, designed to be gripped, making her hips flare out like a goddamn shelf, practically begging for a man's hands to claim them. And those hips weren't just wide; they had this smooth, luscious, inviting curve, the kind that promised a hell of a ride in any position you could imagine. My mind instantly flashed to her bent over, that perfect arch of her back leading down to her ass, just begging to be slapped crimson as I slammed into her.
And those breasts I'd face-planted into? Even standing, they were something else entirely. Full, high, and unapologetically massive, pushing against that skin-tight black fabric, with the unmistakable hint of hard nipples poking through, aching for a mouth. They jiggled just slightly with her movement, a silent, taunting invitation that made my mouth water. You just knew they'd overflow your hands perfectly, those plump, hot mounds, begging to be squeezed and twisted. And sucking on those nipples? It would be like mainlining pure, unfiltered pleasure directly into my brain.
Her thighs, visible beneath the provocative cut of her warrior-bikini dress, were strong, sculpted, and undeniably desirable, promising a vice-like grip when she wrapped them around my waist. They had this subtle, tantalizing inner thigh curve that hinted at the inferno of heat and friction waiting between them. And her calves? Defined, hinting at a woman who was in exquisite control, both of her own body and, I had a feeling, of any man stupid enough to underestimate her raw power.
Even her neck, with that sleek black choker, had a certain elegant, vulnerable curve, leading up to a jawline that was both strong and deliciously feminine. Her lips were full and lush, promising deep, wet, vulgar kisses that would leave a man breathless. And her shiny black curls cascaded around her face and shoulders like a goddamn erotic waterfall, begging to be grasped and tugged. And that smile? It wasn't just warm; it was knowing, almost perverse, like she already understood every dirty, dominating thought racing through my head and was secretly enjoying the show. This wasn't just a beautiful woman; this was a MILF-goddess sculpted for pure, unadulterated sin, a living, breathing blueprint for carnal desire, and every curve and contour screamed raw, insatiable lust. My virgin cock was practically screaming, throbbing with a primal anticipation I'd never known.
"James, your past life was very sad, but don't be sad; you will be reborn into a new world."
Hearing that, I snapped back to reality. It was exactly like those dirty novels. A huge, happy, lecherous grin spread across my face. This was it. My fucking destiny had arrived.