The Nonomura family's private jet landed smoothly at Heathrow Airport at exactly three o'clock in the afternoon London time, after more than fourteen hours of flying through thick layers of clouds and the disorienting effects of time zones, leaving everyone's body exhausted and drained. Ami Nonomura—whose body was now completely controlled by the soul of Nguyễn Hoàng Kim Long—stepped down the airplane stairs with slightly trembling legs from sitting for so long, yet her heart surged with a strange, burning excitement that felt like fire blazing inside. Beside her was Rie Komatsuzaki, her blood-related older cousin. Rie's long, silky brown hair fluttered lightly in the chilly London breeze, and her innocent, radiant smile still lingered on her plump pink lips even though her eyes were slightly shadowed from jet lag. The two sisters were greeted right in the VIP area by representatives from the Komatsuzaki and Nonomura families: a middle-aged man wearing a perfectly tailored black suit, and a woman around forty with a professional smile and a warm, gentle voice: "Welcome to London, young ladies. The limousine is ready to take you straight to the hotel. Tomorrow is the welcome orientation for new students at St. Mary's Catholic School. You'll have plenty of time to rest and recover your strength."
The glossy black Rolls-Royce glided through London's autumn streets, where golden leaves scattered across the sidewalks and a light drizzle pattered against the car windows. They stopped in front of a five-star hotel right in the heart of Kensington—the family had booked a large, classic Victorian-style suite. The luxurious interior featured delicate cream-colored wallpaper with subtle English rose patterns, a king-size bed with soft, silky white sheets that shimmered, and large windows overlooking a lush green park now tinged with autumn gold. The cool London autumn air seeped through the window cracks, carrying the distinctive scent of drizzle mixed with the sweet aroma of decaying leaves and faint distant car exhaust.
After the representatives left and closed the door, Ami and Rie entered the suite. Rie stretched her body with a long yawn, her slender shoulders tired, her long brown hair cascading down her back, her innocent smile still bright: "Ami, I'm so tired… That flight was brutal. Shall we take turns showering? I'll go first, you wait a bit."
Ami nodded, her voice sweet and clear: "Yes, sister, you shower first. I'll wait."
Rie quickly took off her school uniform vest, revealing a thin white blouse that clung tightly to her noticeably fuller and rounder breasts compared to Ami's. Her two white-pink breasts jiggled slightly under the thin fabric as she continued removing her skirt, exposing a well-proportioned figure with a sculpted slim waist, gently flared hips befitting her pubescent age, and long, smooth legs that appeared before Long's eyes. Rie disappeared into the bathroom; the sound of running water echoed, mingling with the lathering of soap and her soft, innocent humming. Long, in Ami's body, stood still for a moment in front of the large mirror, quietly swallowing saliva. Memories from his previous life flooded back like a violent wave: lonely nights masturbating in a damp, moldy rented room, heavy porn videos featuring the conquest of innocent, pure girls. The desire that had been suppressed for twenty-six years in a male body now erupted fiercely within this delicate girl's frame, causing Ami's small pussy to grow uncomfortably wet, hot lewd juices slowly seeping out and soaking into her silk panties.
Rie finished showering and stepped out wearing a thin, pale cream-colored silk nightgown. The material hugged her body's curves like a second skin, semi-transparent under the warm yellow light. Her wet brown hair still dripped water that trickled down her white-pink shoulders and into the deep cleavage between her full breasts. She yawned widely, her eyes half-closed from heavy fatigue: "I'm going to sleep first, Ami. I'm dead tired… You go shower. I can't stay awake any longer."
Rie flopped onto the shared king-size bed, pulled the white silk blanket up to her chin, and fell into a deep sleep in less than two minutes. Her body lay on its side, one hand pillowing her head, legs slightly curled, making the curve of her plump hips and round, firm buttocks clearly visible under the thin blanket. Her breathing was steady, her chest rising and falling gently, and her tiny nipples unconsciously hardened, forming two distinct points on the shiny silk fabric.
Ami stood watching her cousin for a long time, her heart pounding like war drums inside her small chest. The desire within Long surged powerfully, like a beast that had been caged for twenty-six years finally finding the perfect prey. Rie's body—innocent, pure, with skin as smooth and rosy as fresh milk, carrying the faint scent of English rose soap mixed with her natural warm body aroma—made the male soul inside Ami boil with uncontainable lust. "Ami… no, I am Long. This body is female, but the desire is still mine… and Rie is mine," she whispered inwardly, her hand trembling as she gently pulled the blanket down, fully exposing her cousin's body under the suite's soft golden light.
Long began with very light, very slow touches, as if afraid of waking the prey. Ami's slender fingers glided over Rie's rosy cheeks, down her slender white neck, then slipped deep into the neckline of the silk nightgown. Her hand groped the full breasts, clearly feeling their soft elasticity and perfect weight. Rie's tiny nipples instantly hardened as Long's fingers slowly circled them, gently rubbing the tips like caressing precious gems, prolonging every second to savor the subtle twitching of the breast flesh. Rie moaned softly in her sleep, a sweet, unconscious "Mmm… mmm…" escaping her slightly parted plump pink lips, her hot breath carrying the scent of mint candy. That moan acted like a catalyst, making Ami's pussy even wetter, thick lewd juices seeping out and soaking her inner thighs.
She leaned down, pressing Ami's plump pink lips against Rie's neck, slowly licking and sucking the warm skin, her long soft tongue wrapping around the flesh, gently sucking to leave faint red marks glistening with saliva. Long's mouth moved downward, pulling the silk neckline down below the two breasts. The pink nipples appeared, hard and glistening with saliva under the light. Long took one into her mouth, sucking firmly yet greedily, her tongue swirling around the tip, slurping noisily like a hungry child nursing, her teeth lightly nibbling the soft breast flesh, making it quiver with each motion. Her other hand squeezed the remaining breast hard, thumb and index finger twisting and pulling the nipple before releasing it, causing Rie to breathe more rapidly, her body twitching lightly in her drowsy state, her mouth continuously letting out soft moans: "A… mmm… it's so hot… sister… mmm…"
Long did not stop. Her hand slid down Rie's flat, silky-smooth belly, then tugged the thin silk pajama pants down her white-pink thighs. When the last piece of fabric slipped off her hips, Rie's young pink pussy was fully revealed before Long's eyes—clean, with sparse light-brown pubic hair like fine down, plump outer lips glistening with moisture, and especially the thin, translucent hymen still completely intact, peeking out like an untouched petal under the golden light. "A virgin… Rie is still completely intact, so clean and innocent…" Long whispered in the hoarse inner voice of his past life, desire exploding like wildfire. She did not dare push her finger deep or tear the hymen—not yet, not in such a crude way. Instead, Ami's middle finger gently traced along Rie's pussy slit, softly rubbing the small hardened clitoris. Long played very gently, drawing slow circles, clearly feeling the clear, thick, hot lewd juices flowing more abundantly, wetting her fingertip and spreading across the pink lips, forming long sticky strands.
Long could no longer hold back. She quickly pulled down her own pajama pants, revealing Ami's small pussy that was already soaking wet from surging desire, lewd juices running down her thighs. She lay on her side close to Rie, one leg draped over her cousin's, then pressed her own pussy tightly against Rie's. The two young pink slits—one fuller, one smaller—rubbed against each other slowly at first. Their juices mingled, creating soft, lewd "schlick… schlick… schlick…" sounds in the quiet suite. Long increased the pace, her hips rocking and grinding more vigorously, her fingertips still gently playing with Rie's pussy, rubbing the clitoris, occasionally slipping lightly along the outer lips without touching the hymen, drawing increasingly loud dreamy moans from Rie. The two pussy lips rubbed wetly against each other, lewd juices splashing in small droplets onto the bed sheets, a thick lewd scent spreading throughout the suite.
"Rie… you're so innocent… I want to fuck you hard and deep, want to tear this hymen apart with the big cock from my previous life… but for now… this is enough to make me cum…" Long whispered inwardly in a hoarse voice, inhaling deeply the rich scent of Rie's skin.
Pleasure surged rapidly like a tidal wave. Rie moaned continuously in her sleep, her body trembling violently, her juices flowing more heavily, spurting out in small hot bursts that soaked the bed sheets. Long bit her lower lip hard, thrusting her hips one final powerful time. The two pussies ground frantically against each other, juices splashing everywhere. Both reached orgasm at the same time—Rie still sound asleep, her body jerking strongly as a hot stream of lewd juice gushed from her cousin's pussy, mixing with Ami's into a large wet patch staining the white silk sheets.
Long panted heavily, sweat beading on her forehead and between her breasts. She gently wiped Rie clean with warm tissue paper, carefully cleaning the remaining droplets of lewd juice from her white-pink thighs, then slowly pulled the pajama pants back up for her cousin, smoothing the silk fabric. Afterward, she stood up and changed into new panties for herself, hiding the lingering thick lewd scent in the air.
The two sisters slept soundly until nearly evening before waking. Rie sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the bed sheets with an innocent, surprised expression: "Huh… why is the sheet so wet? Did I spill something while sleeping?"
Ami smiled shyly, her clear voice lying smoothly: "I accidentally knocked over a glass of water while half-asleep. Sorry, sister. Tomorrow I'll ask the hotel to change the sheets."
Rie smiled kindly, without a hint of suspicion: "It's okay, little sister. Let's go have dinner. I'm starving."
They had a light dinner at the hotel restaurant, chatting cheerfully about tomorrow's orientation and the strict rules of St. Mary's. Rie remained completely innocent, her face radiant, unaware of what had just happened on the bed only hours earlier.
That night, as the London streetlights cast a dim glow into the room through the sheer curtains, Rie fell into a deep sleep after the long tiring day. Ami lay hugging her cousin from behind, bodies pressed completely together, one arm wrapped around Rie's slim waist, her breasts pressed firmly against her cousin's back. The desire within Long surged once again, even hotter. Her hand slipped under the blanket, gently pulling Rie's pants down a little, her fingers lightly playing with her cousin's pussy—this time only rubbing the outside, slowly and delicately caressing the small clitoris in steady circles to savor the subtle twitching of the flesh. Her middle finger traced along Rie's slit, continuously rubbing the clitoris, occasionally pressing lightly before releasing, causing her cousin's lewd juices to seep out again and wet her fingertip. Her other hand masturbated her own pussy: the middle finger rapidly rubbing her G-spot, grinding hard, while her thumb pressed and played with her own clitoris, prolonging the pleasure.
"Rie… you're mine now… one day I will take your virginity beautifully and slowly, so that you can enjoy it as much as I do…" Long thought silently, inhaling deeply the scent from Rie's hair, lightly biting her cousin's shoulder to suppress her moans.
She masturbated intensely, her hips twitching in rhythm with her fingers, pleasure rising quickly. Ami's juices flowed out again, further soaking the sheets, while her fingers continued gently caressing Rie, making her cousin moan softly and unconsciously in her sleep, her hips shifting restlessly. Long reached her second orgasm of the night, her body trembling, biting Rie's shoulder hard to keep from crying out as a hot stream of lewd juice gushed from Ami's pussy. Afterward, she pulled Rie's pants back up, hugged her cousin tightly from behind, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep in the sweet afterglow of pleasure and her long-term plans for this innocent, pure virgin body.
Tomorrow's orientation at St. Mary's would begin, but Nguyễn Hoàng Kim Long's perverted desire had truly fully awakened in this reincarnated life—and Rie Komatsuzaki was the first, most perfect, and most delicious target Long had ever had.