Chapter 12: Finally with Cass

"Prince Robby... this is... but we mustn’t... We really shouldn’t be doing this..."

Cass’s face was flushed red. She kept squirming her hips as she spoke in broken gasps.

Was this her first time having her clit played with? Was this the first time she had ever felt this kind of pleasure? Maybe her husband was the selfish type — barely any foreplay, just inserting once she was slightly wet, thrusting until he finished, then pulling out. If that was the case, then I wanted to be the one to change that for her... though it wasn’t exactly something a ten-year-old should be thinking.

Even so, once I had started, there was no stopping now.

I loosened the strings of Cass’s panties and tried to pull them down. To my surprise, Cass lifted her hips slightly to help me. At last... her heart had finally melted!

When I slid her plain pumpkin-style panties off, a lightly moistened, thin brown bush was revealed. Cass had almost no pubic hair. Given her image, I had half-expected a thick forest, so I was actually a little relieved.

Having made up her mind, Cass said softly,

"Prince Robby... please go ahead."

She spread her legs for me. Finally, her most sacred place was fully revealed. Her clit was clearly visible above the slit, almost as if it was begging to be licked. I couldn’t ignore such an obvious request. Back when I was thirty, cunnilingus had been one of my favorite things!

I took her entire pussy — clit and all — into my mouth and began tormenting her clit with my tongue.

"Eh!? Ah!? No! You mustn’t! It’s dirty there! You can’t lick that place... Ah... ahh... ahn... aahhn!"

Even as she protested, Cass lifted her upper body and tried to push my head away from her pussy with her hands. I firmly held onto the base of her thighs, refusing to let go, and kept moving my tongue. The Cass I had already warmed up with my fingers no longer resisted. Instead, she let out a cute,

"Kuu!"

It seemed she had given up on resisting. She became completely passive, letting me do whatever I wanted. While licking her clit, I slid a finger inside her and stirred. Her upper body moved in the most interesting ways.

"Ah... no... not there... you can’t..."

All kinds of sweet, nasal moans spilled from her lips. Eventually, she stopped speaking altogether and simply let out sweet, helpless cries as her body went limp.

I pulled my mouth away from her pussy, took my cock in hand, and pressed the head against her entrance. It was already twitching and opening and closing like it was breathing on its own. When I looked at Cass’s face, her eyes were half-lidded and unfocused.

I pushed my glans slowly inside her.

"Guuh...!"

A muffled sound escaped Cass. My cock still wasn’t fully grown, so both length and thickness were lacking, but Cass clearly felt me entering her. Was she really this tight? Even though I was rock-hard, I was still just a child. And yet the tightness felt incredibly good.

"Aaah... Prince Robby... it’s inside me..."

Cass kindly let me know she could feel me. Hearing that gave me relief. I had been secretly afraid she might say something like "I can’t tell where it is..."

Once I started moving my hips, I couldn’t stop. All I could feel was my cock being tightly squeezed. I couldn’t think about the tip, the base, or anything else. I had zero composure. My mind kept telling me to take it slow and enjoy it, but my body refused to listen. The pleasure kept building, and my hips moved faster and faster.

"Cass! I’m going to cum!!"

With that cry, I shot everything deep inside her. The overwhelming pleasure made my whole body jerk from the waist down. One spurt, two, three, four — my cock kept jumping inside her, spurting strongly. Cass’s insides squeezed and milked me as if saying "more, more" and "don’t pull out."

"Aaahhh—!!"

I grabbed Cass’s hips and moaned loudly. Cass reached out, pulled my waist closer, and pressed herself tightly against me. Was she adjusting the angle so my pubic bone would grind against her clit? She rubbed herself against me. I wondered if she was enjoying it too.

Ahhh... was sex always this good? I thought to myself once again.

Completely spent, I collapsed onto Cass’s chest. Her arms wrapped around my back and head, gently embracing me. When I looked up, Cass was smiling like a holy mother. I wanted to kiss her, but I was too short. If I kissed her now, my cock would slip out. I wanted to savor this warm, wrapped feeling a little longer.

"Cass... thank you. It felt really, really good. I’m glad my first time was with you. I’ll never forget today. I like you, Cass. I really, really like you."

In response, Cass gently stroked my hair like a mother comforting her child.

Her breasts were right in front of my eyes, so I reached out and softly kneaded them. Even with my small ten-year-old hands, I tried to envelop and gently massage them.

"Prince Robby... how are you so skilled even though it’s your first time?"

When Cass asked, I didn’t know what to say.

"It’s a secret," I replied.

She didn’t press further and simply said,

"I felt really good too. I had no idea it could feel this wonderful."

She was clearly comparing it to her husband, though she didn’t seem to realize she had said it out loud.

Cass continued gently stroking my hair. I wondered what the old Robby used to do in this world. Setting that aside, I was already thinking I wanted to do it again. My cock was starting to regain some hardness. My hands on her breasts grew more eager.

Sensing my desire, Cass spoke in a slightly heated voice,

"Prince Robby... the next shift will be coming soon, so we should get out of the bath now..."

Was this really the end? How cruel! Was there no way to extend the time? Couldn’t we do something about it?

Then I had an idea.

"Cass... could you be the one on night duty tonight?"