Flames of War

[Suave Intent]

Although he had fought hard to prolong this act and to save the princess’ innocence, even he could not deny the immense pleasure of having his manhood buried deep into her. Groaning out in pleasure, Allan fought hard to control his urges as Talia’s body moved delectably atop his. Experienced hands moving on either side of her hips as he pulled her close, his pubic bone pressing enticingly against her own as he felt her body shudder in delight.

There he held her, cock throbbing hard in her tight sheath as he continued to molest her skin with his lips and teeth. Crimson and ivory working with one another to injure and soothe before nipping viciously at her neck and slamming hard into her pussy. He had been gentle before and had made her transition into womanhood as painless as possible, but other than that, Allan was by no means a gentle lover.

Talia’s body immediately reacted as she tried to force herself away, the erotic sensations completely strange and foreign to the princess. The mixture of pain and pleasure was not a concept that was completely unknown to her virginal mind, but the way in which Allan performed them had taken the poor girl completely by surprise.

Grinning from ear to ear now, the prince’s playful expression quickly returned as he continued to grind his groin against hers. Arms holding her tight as he forced her to remain still…not allowing her to move along his shaft and to scratch the itch that was beginning to burn hot in her sex. Allan knew well the effect that it was causing on Talia and as her skin flushed red and her pelvis tried desperately to ride his length, his lips enclosed around her nipple…a gentle tug offered before another grin was offered to the frustrated princess.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Talia moaned as she was held in Allan's powerful grip, she wanted to move, to experience the sensations that her body begged for, but her mind couldn't comprehend. "Allan," she begged, as she tried to force herself against him, to force him to take her movements as her demands. She soon realized he would not release her. Her eyes bore into his. Her lips raised in a sneer, her eyes narrowed.

She felt something, a sense of knowing that this would be something he enjoyed. Concentrating on his eyes, and his breathing, she slowly began to squeeze the muscles of her sex. His cock was buried inside her, she knew this, she felt the full length of him, the bones of their body pressing and pushing together, melded as one. Releasing the muscles, she squeezed them tighter, not as tight as she could, but just enough to allow the walls of her sex to become massaged by her own ministrations.

Talia was startled by the feeling that rocked through her, as she continued to squeeze the shaft of her lover, her Prince, her Allan. She moaned in the new discovery of power she possessed. Controlling not him, but herself. Her body reacted on its own, carrying her higher. She gasped with each clench around the hard source of her desire, "Ohhh yes," she whispered as she grabbed his rod with the muscles of her body firmly and held them tight.