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She stayed like that for a long time, daydreaming under the warm glow of cunnilingus. Eventually, the sharp pleasure of new sex dulled into a longing ache for relief.

Alteia spread her legs, releasing Rheon, and turned onto her chest. She closed her legs, and wiggled her butt like a common street whore.

This was a signal Alteia had used many times. Rheon stood up, retrieved a pillow from the head of the bed, and placed it gently under Alteia’s hips. He straddled her legs, pressing her thighs together with his knees. He leaned forward, bringing his mouth close to the Queen’s ear, and with his free hand he forced her head into the mattress.

Alteia moaned.

“You’re a little slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Alteia gasped. His member probed her entrance.

“You play noble queen, but really. You’re no better than any of the other ladies of the night.”

“Yes, Rheon, please.” He fed her just the tip, parting her lips in an agonizingly teasing fashion.

“Then let me put you back in your place.” Read more »

I wake in the darkness and reach out with my left arm.
My hand blindly lands on your thigh and your hip rotates out without consciousness.
Your downy hair brushes my fingers and without thought , I begin rubbing your mound.
I think you’re still asleep, but your pelvis rises to meet my hand. One finger penetrating your lips, I feel wetness and heat. My middle finger slides in deeper and I hear you moan. I start massaging your clit. Your breath starts to get raspy. I’m sure you’re awake now, but neither of us wants to break the illusion with words.
You roll onto your side and back into me. My engorged cock nestled between your cheeks. My finger still thrilling your clit.
The rhythmic rocking of your hips soon tells me a finger is not enough. You yearn to be filled with my shaft. You need to feel my hips slamming against your ass, my nuts slapping your clit, as our pleasures synchronize.
Without a word, you rise to your knees as I climb between them. I moan as I drown in your wet heaven. Slowly at first, you begin fucking me. The pressure builds as the pace increases.
Now I’m grabbing your shoulders and pressing myself deep into you.
Grabbing handfuls of hair I force you to arch your back.
The sounds and scents of sex fill the room.
Now your head is down on the bed and I’m slapping your ass.
Now I’m grabbing your hips and rutting away like the animal you bring out of me every time.
The moans have devolved into grunts as we take our wordless pleasure from each other.
As your pussy convulses on me I explode into you and we collapse into a sweaty pile. Read more »

8.

It was about six weeks after the party at the luxury two story penthouse, and things around the office seemed to be back to normal, meaning boring.

Tess still saw Jennifer a few times a week at lunch, but her friend was busy with a project for a new client, and couldn’t always make it. When they did meet, Jennifer seemed distracted. The exciting sexual tension between them following the party had been understandable, but now that had faded.

One afternoon, Tess was sitting at her desk when her phone vibrated, indicating an email. She always kept her phone on vibrate, so it didn’t bother other people.

A funny thing happened though. At exactly the same time her phone buzzed, she was sure she heard a ding sound coming from somewhere near her.

Tess didn’t think anything of it at first, it was a busy office and people were always getting emails or texts.

When she opened the message and read it, she just sat at her desk in shock. Then a huge grin crept across her face.

The message read, ‘You have been invited to a very special gathering, details to follow.’ Read more »