Linda's First Time 1
Linda made her way to Victor's bedroom at his request, her heart secretly drawn to him all along.
Linda, off to her first battle as a woman.
The bath after so long felt incredible.
For me—a bath lover even in my previous life—it was lucky that this world had a bathing culture too.
But home bathrooms were a luxury reserved for the upper classes, it seemed. Commoners used public bathhouses.
The North-South Arl continent had plenty of volcanoes, so hot springs were abundant as well.
There were several in Togo territory too, apparently. Someday I'd love to hit up a hot spring... with some beauties in tow. Gufufu...
As I lay on the bed post-bath, lost in fantasies that had my crotch swelling, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in."
Linda entered, her long blonde hair still damp and tied back in a single ponytail, wrapped in a bathrobe.
"Young Master, sorry to keep you waiting."
"Yeah, I've been waiting, Linda."
At my words, her cheeks flushed a soft pink.
I patted the bed beside me, inviting her to sit.
"One question: you're not here just out of knightly loyalty, right?"
I deliberately left her an out, letting knightly duty be part of it.
"Young Master, it's not just that... It's for my desire, the one I never thought I'd be allowed."
"You wanted me to hold you?"
"Y-Yes... How presumptuous of me. Please forgive this Linda, Young Master..."
"Heh... I forgive you, Linda. But from now on, you're my woman."
With that, I sealed her lips with mine.
"Mmmph... smack, smack—Linda's body and soul belong to you alone now, Young Master."
Hearing that, I thrust my tongue into her mouth.
Hers entwined with mine, welcoming the intrusion.
"Young Master... Such an intense, passionate kiss. I-I'm melting away from it..."
Her face wasn't the stern knight's anymore—it was the blissful expression of a woman in heat.
"Heh... That's right, Linda. Melt for me even more."
"Ahh... To think you'd be so kind to a shameless woman like me... Why, Young Master? Why...?"
"Because you're cute, Linda. Because I love you."
For a split second, I snapped back to reality—had I really fed a girl lines this cheesy in my past life?
But Linda just closed her eyes, tears spilling from them.
"Young Master... Words like that will drive me mad."
I slid my left hand around her back and pressed her shoulder down with my right, gently laying her on the bed.
"I allow it, Linda. Go mad. Get wild."
"Ahh, Young Master..."
I leaned in close to her face as she lay there, peering into her eyes.
"D-Don't stare like that... It's embarrassing. This isn't the Linda you know right now..."
"Oh? So there's a side of you I don't know yet. You're mine, Linda—I need to know everything."
"I-I don't want you to hate me... Don't hate the crazy me, please, Young Master..."
"I'd never hate you, Linda."
With one hand, I roughly peeled off her bathrobe.
Her white, bell-shaped breasts were bared.
Her slightly large pink nipples were already hard and erect.
"Ahh..."
She murmured, then hurriedly covered her face with both hands.
"Beautiful. You've been hiding tits this gorgeous from me all this time, Linda?"
"So embarrassing..."
"Gotta love on breasts this perfect plenty."
I latched onto one erect nipple, rolling it with my tongue—lick, lick.
"Hah! Ahn, ahh, Young Master..."
With my other hand's fingers, I kneaded the opposite nipple.
"Ahn, nooo, haaahn!"
Her breathing grew ragged. She was clearly feeling my caresses.
After lavishing her nipples for a while, I moved down to her lower belly.
"Young Master!?"
She gasped in surprise as I slowly parted her long legs.
"Young Master, no! Don't look there!"
"Why not? I want to know all of you, Linda."
Her secret place was covered in a thick bush of golden pubic hair.
No doubt about it—Linda was a pure, untouched virgin.
In this world, women had a custom of grooming their pubic hair if they were married or pledged to a future partner.
Not going fully bald, but neatly trimming it.
They figured pubic hair was natural, so shaving it all off felt unnatural—while making it look nice for the one you'd let see it.
Well, back in my past life, I was the kind of perv who thought shaved had its appeal and natural had its own, so no complaints here.
Linda's body and soul melted under Victor's caresses—even the feelings she'd believed forbidden surged up alongside the joy from her flesh...
The continent's history turns another page (lol)