My Lewd Reincarnation

"Why do you want to work at the Red Den?" Sophia asked as her fingers curled up into my tight, wet pussy, pressing all the right buttons.

Logically, I knew that only two of her attentive, slender fingers were curled up inside me, but given how thorough her efforts to finger me were, I couldn’t wrap my head around just how amazing she was at doing it with only those two fingers. Surely, there must have been more up there that I wasn’t aware of, how else could you explain that part of me that wanted to be touched, demanded it really, was getting what it wanted? And yet, truthfully, this was only a simple bit of fingering.

I wasn’t being eaten out, and I wasn’t being pounded by a thick, hard cock. No, there were only her two slender fingers curled up inside my pussy, stimulating the hell out of me and causing my most sensitive spot to get wetter and wetter with every passing second. 

Although I did it often, I didn’t like the fact that I would sometimes mentally compare people I had sex with. But now, though, I couldn’t help but compare this to other times I had done such things because merely being fingered by Sophia utterly eclipsed everything I had the pleasure of experiencing up until now. Not even Damien’s impressively thick cock, thrusting in and out of my orgasming pussy, felt as good as this woman and her highly skilled fingers. If she was a goddess, I would not have hesitated for even a moment to bow down before her and praise her name.

Hell, I might just do that anyway… 

Oh, right! She asked me a question, didn’t she? Fuck, this must be a test of sorts. I can’t let the pleasure distract me. Come on, Eve. Focus on answering!

"I ah… I…" I tried my best to push back the rising pleasure and order my thoughts so that I could respond properly to the woman, but that was easier said than done. Although she had only been fingering me for a couple of seconds, I was already quite close to cumming

Nonetheless, I managed to find the words after a few moments and responded to her as truthfully as possible to her question. "Honestly, I’ve umm… Ever since I awakened to the system and got my sexual class, it has felt like a part of me that was repressed has finally awakened. That I am finally who I was meant to be."

As I spoke, Sophia’s fingers did not slow down for a second. However, I did notice that the ethereally beautiful woman turned her head inquisitively at me. Although it was hard to get a proper reading of what she was thinking given the facade her powerful presence put nearly always kept up, I had a feeling that my words intrigued her.

"A big part of why I want to work for you, at the Red Den, is because I think it would be fun and because I want to have a lot of sex. However, I am under no misconception that, at the end of the day, it is still a job and will not always be as fun as may wish. That said, I do think I will thrive there. Not to mention that it is the perfect place to grow in level and skill rank."

"As much as I believe I am finally the person I was meant to be, I don’t think that transition has finished yet. There is still more to go and I think working at the Red Den will help me reach my full potential, both personally and system wise"

"That is…" Sophia went to respond, only to momentarily pause. However, this was not because she needed a moment to think of her words, but because it was at this point in time that she finally made me cum.

As my pussy spasmed and convulsed around her fingers, curled up deep inside my flooded and flushed womanhood, I practically collapsed onto her. For as quickly as she had made me cum, this was an incredibly powerful orgasm. One which melted my brain for a quick couple of seconds, making Sophia’s pause a desperately needed thing, otherwise I would have entirely missed what she said next.

"That is a good attitude to have in this line of work." She continued on only after I had recovered enough to process her words, I was still a huffing, exhausted mess sprawled out on her lap though. "Many come to the Red Den looking for work solely because of the fact that this kind of profession tends to pay extremely well, especially compared to what many commoners are used to. However, that is not a good attitude to have."

"If you don’t find joy in the work and are only in it for the money, then it can take a hefty toll on a person. I do agree with you. I think you might very well thrive working at the Red Den. However, you should always keep your mental health in mind when engaging in such activities, whether they are professional or personal. Being careful never to push yourself to your breaking limit and knowing your limits are useful for making it far in this business. Speaking of which, are there any things you would absolutely not do while working at the Red Den?"

Hearing that she thought I would thrive at her establishment brought a giddy little smile to my face as I responded to her next question, the dance I was meant to be doing all but forgotten about in the wake of my orgasm. "I’m up for most things. women and men, both at the same time. Bondage, rough play, whatnot; it's all good to me."

"The only real lines I would draw would be with things that I’m sure are illegal. I wouldn’t do stuff with underage people, animals, or dead bodies, but I doubt you would even provide those services anyway. Oh, and I guess it’s probably not illegal but I wouldn’t do anything involving pee or poop. I have nothing against people that are into those fetishes, but they are just gross to me.

"My establishment doesn’t provide any of those services anyway, both the illegal and other ones you mentioned, so that's all good. The reputation I have built the Red Den to have is one of a class. Although a lot of lewd, scandalous stuff happens there, nothing illegal or… too gross happens. Other establishments of our kind in the city might offer the latter kind of services, but we are not one of them." Sophia went on as her hands roamed my body, caressing my flawlessly smooth skin.

"I think I have heard enough for now. All that’s left is to see how you fare at the more practical side of the job. And if you do well there, then you will have a place working at the Red Den." The woman’s hands conveniently found their way to both my breasts and pussy as she said this, but her fingers only teasingly slid across the surface of both instead of showing them any real amount of attention.

"I think it would be best if we found a bed for what comes next. Although one of these chairs or lounges would be more than adequate, a bedroom is a more fitting place to test your abilities. After all, most of your time spent with clients would be in one of the private bedrooms at the Red Den." Sophia said as she helped me up from the chair and stood up herself.

Standing naked in the room, with my arousal dripping down my thigh, I made my way over to my clothes, where they had been discarded earlier. However, before I could make any progress in making myself appropriate to leave the parlour, the woman stopped me.

"Leave them," She simply said, not explaining herself further.

That said, I didn’t ask for an explanation either. Instead, I just accompanied her as we made our way out of the parlour. Given the late hour of the night, it was unlikely that any of the staff were going to stumble across me walking naked through the halls of the estate with my excitement visibly dripping down my inner thighs, but even if they did, it would not have bothered me much. After all, I liked showing off my body whenever I could get away with it. Hell, if going around naked all the time was so damned cold and wouldn’t have gotten me arrested by the city guards, I probably would have done it more often.

Soon enough, Sophia and I made it to a random door, which I assumed was one of the estate's guest rooms. It certainly wasn't my bedroom, and I doubted it was actually her personal bedroom based on its out-of-the-way location. However, we didn’t immediately enter the room.

Before going in, Sophia stopped me and explained. "The moment that we enter this room, I am no longer Sophia Varsen, Mistress of the Red Den. You are to think of me only as a client who paid to spend an hour alone with you, and as such you are to act accordingly, understood?"

"Yes, I understand perfectly," I answered, fighting back a little bit of nervousness. She would be judging and watching everything I did carefully. This moment would decide whether I would actually get to work at the Red Den or not.

"Good, then let us begin," Sophia said before opening the door and walking in.

Following in behind the woman, I quickly gave the room a glance, finding it much the same as the rooms that Vel and I were given for our stay. Since there would be no surprises in that regard, I quickly shifted my attention back to the woman.

My heart beat nervously in my chest as I slid up next to her, looping my arm with hers as we made our way over to the pristinely made bed. Although I planned to act like I usually acted in such activities, following my instincts and going along with the flow, I was more nervous than I had ever been. There was a lot riding on this, and I didn’t want to mess it up. Thankfully, though, I had gotten a lot of experience since coming to this world and my sexual instincts had never been sharper.

Soon enough, Sophia and I made our way to the bed, where the woman sat down on the edge of it, and I sat down on her lap. With my arms draped around her shoulders, I ran one of my hands across the back of her head, through her rich brown hair. Staring into her eyes, I brought my face closer and closer to hers, drawing out the tension until it reached its breaking point and I just had to kiss her.

As my lips met Sophia’s, I was expecting our kiss to be something grand and unforgettable, just like when she fingered me earlier. However, it was just a kiss like any other. Actually, it was a little disappointing if I was honest. Still, that didn’t stop me from giving it everything I had, putting every ounce of my rank 15 kissing general skills behind my efforts.

Before too long, the kiss was getting really hot and our hands were roaming all over each other's bodies. While my touch was hindered by the woman’s dress, her hands had easy access to all my good places. However, unlike the hell of a time, she showed me minutes ago, Sophia’s touch was completely different now.

Instead of being deft and skilful, her fingers were rather blunt and forceful. Instead of trailing and caressing my skin, they went right for my sizable breasts and began to fondle them, and rather hard at that. At points, it was more awkward and distracting than anything else. However, it was at one such point, where the woman had pinched my nipple a little too hard, that I realised what was going on.

Sophia’s doing this on purpose! There’s no way someone so amazing that they can make me cum after only a few seconds of fingering could be this clumsy with my breasts. She just has to be doing this on purpose. It doesn’t make sense otherwise!

Once that revelation came, the reason for her doing so was quickly worked out. Although she hadn’t explicitly said it, her earlier words came to mind. That she wasn’t going to be Sophia Varsen, Mistress of the Red Den, but a client that paid for an hour of my time. And unlike Sophia, most clients wouldn’t know how best to fuck and touch me. They wouldn’t be able to make me cum after only a few seconds of fingering. She wasn’t just pretending to play the part, she was acting the part as well.

No doubt, this was all part of the test, and as such, I further devoted myself to doing the best I could, even despite the awkwardness of her purposeful clumsy touch. Soon enough, I broke my passionate and heated kiss with the woman, so that I could reach down and remove her dress. Like mine, there were more than a few strings done up in the back, keeping it all tight and in place. Once they were undone, the dress was easily slid off her and tossed to the side.

Underneath the red dress, Sophia wore a set of matching black and red lace lingerie, a set that looked extremely sexy and made me rather envious that I didn’t own a pair like this. The only bit of lingerie I had was that black lace thong, and it was nowhere near as sexy as her underwear. Parts of her underwear were even quite sheer, giving little tantalising peaks at the bare flesh underneath without revealing too much.

As much as I wanted to tear off the woman’s underwear and get right to the good part, that wasn’t why I was here and that wasn’t something I could do if I was on the job with the client. No, my time with them wouldn’t be about me, it would be all about them. My own desires and needs were unimportant.

As such, I went in for the kiss again, meeting Sophia’s lips with my own moments before our tongues began to explore each other’s embrace. Once again, our hands trailed across each other’s bodies, and while my touch served to tease and build her anticipation, her touch was more direct. That said, as her fingers found my pussy and began to fervently rub at my clit, it wasn’t entirely unstimulating, it was just not as good as it could have been.

Fighting back the dissatisfied feeling this caused, one I would just have to get used to when working at the Red Den, I focused my attention on the woman. Soon enough, it was time for my hands to caress their way down and unhook her bra. With her breasts, two rather perfectly shaped handfuls of supple flesh capped with bright pink nipples, free, I felt it was prime time for some more intimate attention.

Pulling my lips away from Sophia's, I slowly pushed the woman back on the bed so that she was laying down on it instead of just sitting on the edge. With her in that position, I slowly crawled atop her, leaving a trail of kisses on her tanned, smooth skin. When my lips reached her chest, they focused a lot of their attention on her breasts and nipples.

A few exciting moans began to softly echo from the woman’s lips the more I focused on her sensitive little nipples. Those moans slowly grew more and more intense when one of my hands found its way to her panties, where it began to rub her. In no time at all, her panties were wet with her arousal, and I started to kiss my way down there. Instead of pulling her panties off with my fingers, I did so with my teeth. And furthermore, I made focused eye contact with the woman as I did so.

Although I had no way of knowing for sure, I had a feeling that the grin on her face as I removed her panties wasn't part of the act, it was all real. Either way, I knew for certain that the moans that came from her lips when my kisses found their way back up to their pussy were all real.

Speaking of which, Sophia’s pussy was quite a feast for the eyes. She was shaved completely bare, just like me, but unlike me, she had one of those pussies where the labia minora were much more prominent than anything else. Her wrinkled little lips gave her pussy quite a cute look, one I couldn’t help but admire as I kissed and licked her, quickly turning her most sensitive place into a flushed, wet mess.

However, Sophia was determined to keep up her clumsy client act, and as I ate her out, her hands found their way to my head, where she pushed me down on her pussy a bit more forcefully than was necessary.

"Yes, right there!" She moaned as I put my cunnilingus skill to use.

As it turned out, making Sophia cum was not going to be a challenge. However, I noted that she specifically said to think of her as a client who paid to spend an hour with me, meaning that this was not going to be a once-and-done kind of thing. No, I would have to continue… servicing her for the full hour, just as I would have to for a client of the Red Den.

As such, instead of just making her cum as fast as possible, I drew the experience out. With the help of my stimulate skill I brought the woman to the edge of orgasm, but paid careful attention not to push her over. Again and again, I did this. The fact that the skill had such a short cooldown was a godsend. 

Still, though, this couldn’t last forever, lest Sophia would grow bored. To stop that from happening, I eventually pushed her right over the edge, driving her hard into a powerful orgasm with the aid of stimulate when the time was right.

This would be the first orgasm of our hour together, but it would not be the last. Even if Sophia was playing the part of a clumsy client and not bringing me much pleasure, I would do everything in my power to show her the time of her life.

Who knows, maybe afterwards she will be so thankful that she will fuck me properly.