Chapter 347: Call Me Alexander!
The car ride back to La Madre’s compound was a long one, but by the end of it, Jasmine was overflowing with lust. She had been barely containing herself these last few weeks. After all, she was fully conquered by Alex and yet until now he had not laid a hand on her.
And while La Madre was left to wait by the wayside, Alex took Jasmine to bed. The young Persian beauty was wholly inexperienced after all, and even became quite shy when she finally realized that she was alone in a room with a man.
But Alex did not let that prevent him from doing what needed to be done. Alex quickly closed the gap between him and Jasmine, forcing her down on the bad as he kissed her gently, all the while striping himself and her out of their clothes.
Evidently, Jasmine had prepared herself for this moment, because she was wearing a set of black lingerie with everything Alex liked included. That being a garter belt and stocking along with it. So tempted by the exotic beauty in front of him, Alex began to slip down from her lips, where he kissed Jasmine’s graceful neck, before moving to her rather large breasts.
Among all his women, Jasmine ranked somewhere in the middle of breast size, not exceptionally large, but still larger than most women in the world. To be frank, Alex liked women of all sizes, well, so long as they weren’t obese, that is. And because of this, he enjoyed feeling the woman up, squeezing her soft mounds as he suckled at the nipples.
An experience that caused Jasmine to moan in pleasure. After all, Alex’s skills in bed were enhanced significantly by his own experience, and the skills which the system had granted him after repeated conquests.
Because of this, the Persian beauty was practically high on ecstasy as she let Alex work his fingers into her thong, where they began to penetrate her moist and puffy slit. Alex couldn’t help but taunt the girl as her facial expression grew flustered by his shameful words.
“Wow, it appears as if I have found an oasis in the desert. You’re so wet, it appears I might drown myself if I were to take a drink!”
Jasmine was about to curse Alex out for his foul choice of words, when the man slipped her thong down from her waist and stuffed his head into her crotch, where he began to lick the woman’s twat with expert precision.
Needless to say, from a single thrust she had been fucked silly, something which Alex enjoyed the sight of as he began to move his hips, bringing more pleasure to himself, and his latest lover as he did so.
“God damn, you’re tight! It’s a good thing you’re also so fucking wet, or this might be painful for me....”
It was only after saying this that Alex realized he could make a quip that he found to be quite entertaining, which he was quick to do so as he leaned forward and kissed Jasmine, a woman who was in a world of her own at this very moment.
“You can call me Alexander, Conqueror of Persia!”
Jasmine was not exactly in a sober state of mind at the moment, and in between her kissing with Alex, and her third orgasm, she made a comment without even being aware of it.
“Alexander....”
While Alex began to make love to Jasmine for the first time in her life, he noticed that the door was slightly askew, with La Madre pleasuring herself to the sight of her man taking a Persian Girl’s v-card. It was a scene that made Alex smirk as he continued to thrust his hips, harder and faster than he had previously done.
Not only bringing more pleasure to himself, and Jasmine as he did so, but also the Mexican Drug Queen who watched from afar. In the end, Alex and Jasmine would go the full night before falling asleep in each other’s arms.
When morning came, Alex would be greeted by the Queen of Hearts, who was completely naked, sitting on top of him, as if begging him to reward her as well. Something which Alex would only scoff at. After all, that is what his life had become ever since transmigrating into this world, now hadn’t it?