Chapter 4: Sex With The Goddess Of Reincarnation [R18]
"What in the actual heck!?"
Vaughn's realization of the World God's jealousy ignited a mix of curiosity and arousal within him. The contrast between the divine purity of the World God and his own uninhibited sensuality fascinated him.
"Pfft.", he almost laughed after thinking about it.
"So that high and mighty act is all a lie?", Vaughn asked, controlling his laughter.
"Yes."
"But forget about him, come to me darling.", she called out.
The Goddess of Reincarnation made her intentions clear. She wanted Vaughn as her plaything, her personal slave to fulfill her deepest and darkest fantasies. The offer was both enticing and overwhelming for the young virgin who had found himself in this otherworldly predicament.
*gulp*
'This is wrong…'
'Definitely wrong…'
Vaughn, hesitant and unsure of his own abilities, looked deep into the eyes of the goddess. He saw a hunger, a raw passion that matched his own curiosity and desire. In that moment, he made a choice that would forever change his destiny.
He moved forward, as if wanting to kiss her, but she stops.
"A sex slave, that's what you are. Don't get ahead of yourself.", she said.
*gulp*
"Yes."
He accepted the role of being the Goddess's sex slave, ready to explore the boundaries of pleasure and experience that awaited him.
The Goddess of Reincarnation stood before Vaughn, radiating an otherworldly beauty that left him spellbound. Her long, lustrous white hair cascaded down her back, accentuating the elegant curve of her slender neck. Her piercing ruby eyes held a magnetic allure, drawing him into their depths with a promise of forbidden pleasures.
As Vaughn's gaze traveled lower, he couldn't help but notice the subtle rise and fall of her voluptuous bosom, a tantalizing invitation that stirred a primal hunger within him. Though not overly busty, her breasts were perfectly proportioned, their supple curves exuding a timeless allure. Clad in a sheer, translucent garment, her nipples teased through the delicate fabric, begging to be touched, to be tasted.
Her slender waist flowed gracefully into gently flared hips, a testament to her divine femininity. The garment she wore caressed her form, skimming over her hips and hinting at the hidden treasures concealed beneath. Vaughn's imagination ran wild with the possibilities that lay beyond that ethereal garment, his anticipation building with each passing moment.
"This…"
"This…", just like an horny dog, he walked closer to her.
As the goddess shed her garments, Vaughn's breath caught in his throat. Her flawless, snow-white skin seemed to glow under the celestial light, inviting his touch. Her slender, yet shapely form was a testament to divine craftsmanship, her curves teasingly accentuated by a sheer, barely-there garment that clung to her like a second skin. The subtle sway of her hips and the arch of her back hinted at a seductive prowess that only a goddess could possess.
Vaughn's instincts took over as he gazed upon the mesmerizing beauty of the Goddess of Reincarnation. He couldn't deny the alluring aura that surrounded her, compelling him to surrender to her advances. He wouldn't be a man if he refused the advances of a goddess!
"Ah fk it…", he said to himself as he jumped into her arms.
And right about this time, the World God, who seemingly wanted to impress his wife by bringing the necklace of moon, arrived.
However, just before entering the celestial room, he heard some voices.
"Angh…"
"Ah…"
Moans… Moans that he could only imagine to hear.
He peaked through the large open window only to end up viewing on his wife's reddened face, her tongue out and her eyes rolled up.
He clenched his fist…
The World God, trapped in his own impotent existence, could only watch in helpless frustration as the Goddess of Reincarnation and Vaughn embarked on their carnal journey. He became a mere spectator, forced to witness the passionate union between his own wife and a mortal man.
The emotions that welled up inside the World God were a mix of envy, anger, and a deep sense of humiliation. He yearned to be the one indulging in such pleasures, but his divine nature denied him that privilege.
As the Goddess of Reincarnation reveled in her newfound ecstasy, a wicked smile danced upon her lips.
She had already felt her husband's presence right outside, yet she didn't stop.
Her hips moved constantly and her sweet oranges were pierced by Vaughn's excaliber.
But more than the thrill of having being embraced, she was enjoying the World God's expression, for she could see right through the walls easily.
She delighted in the World God's anguish, taking pleasure in his cuckolded existence. The power she held over him, both as his wife and as a goddess with insatiable desires, fueled her dominance and unleashed a cruel satisfaction within her.
The forbidden act of cheating on the World God intensified the ardor between Vaughn and the Reincarnation Goddess, stirring a complex blend of guilty pleasure within their beings. In the midst of their clandestine affair, a wave of exhilaration coursed through their veins, fueling their desire to explore the depths of their illicit connection.
"Wait a little darling…", she said.
With a seductive smile playing on her lips, the Goddess of Reincarnation summoned yet another large bed into existence with a wave of her hand. The bed appeared in all its grandeur, adorned with silk sheets as soft as a lover's touch. Its frame was intricately carved, a work of art in itself, with ornate designs that hinted at the depths of sensuality awaiting those who dared to lie upon it.
The goddess gracefully reclined upon the bed, her lithe form sprawled in a provocative pose. The silky white sheets embraced her curves, accentuating her flawless porcelain skin.
"Now, pierce me!", she commanded.
Vaughn, who was so worried about losing his V-card, jumped to pierce her. He had long forgotten about the topic, and only focused on pleasing himself and his partner.
"Angh."
"Yes, that's the spot…", she said, her voice barely audible.
"Haha, yes."
"Here I go!"
"ANGH!", her moans grew louder.
'Dammit…', the World God, who, despite feeling humiliated, continued to watch the scene.