Royalty

[kc_1271]

Standing in front of the full mirror, she brushed her raven hair. A small knock came and then her door opened. "Gianna, you should be in bed. You are to meet a very special person tomorrow."
"Ma la madre, promettere in matrimonio una principessa è cosí. ..100 anni fa." (But mother, betrothing a princess is so...100 years ago.) The small woman stomped her foot and crossed her arms. "English, Gianna." Dropping the hair brush onto the vanity, the young girl turned on her heel to glare at her mother. "Fine! I think it is ridiculous that you and mio padre have *chosen* a husband for me. This is the year 2003, NO body does that anymore." With a gleam in her eyes the queen kissed her only child on the forehead. "We do. Give it a chance, mia figlia (my daughter). He is a very handsome young man." She turned and walked to the door, opening it and turning back to Gianna. "Buona notte il mio amore." (Good night, my love) After the door closed, Gianna picked up a bed pillow and threw it at the door. In a mocking voice, "he's a very handsome young man, yeah, with the personality of a doorstop I'm sure."

Gianna watched t.v. and just after midnight, crept to her door. She listened with her ear against it. Satisfied that the palace was asleep, she dressed in a leather skirt and red corset. Carrying her heels, she crawled out of her third story window and down the trellis. Once on the ground she waved frantically at the road. Headlights flashed twice and then a car sped toward her. Stopping only long enough for the princess to climb in, it drove off in the direction of town and the night life waiting there.

 

[kc_1271]

Walking into the bar one of Gianna's friends playfully lifts her skirt, exposing her bare ass cheeks and her red thong to a table full of college guys. Smoothing the leather back down over her ass, she pushed her friend and smiles at the interested group of guys. She winked and seductively licked her lips. She turned back to her friends and they disappear into the crowd a giggling butch of hot flesh, looking for a good time.

 

[Vikingboy]

Alexander

Alexander (aka Alex) sat quietly at the table near a bunch of drunken college boys. He scanned the crowd for a "hunt". He sipped his chilled vodka and smiled as the doors swung open and a rowdy group of girls came in the bar. One of them flipped another's short leather skirt up, exposing her fine round ass. The boys hooted and cheered, but none of them caught the wink and lip-licking of the girl.

Alex did.

After the girls disappeared into the crowd, Alex rose and followed stealthily. He had hunted enough game in this bar to know that these girls were not the usual denizens. His dark brown eyes shone with anticipation. He found them and moved around the gaggle of girls until one noticed. It was the leather skirt.

He bowed slightly and said over the music, "good evening. I am Alexander Nicolovich. Would you grace me with a dance?" She looked up at him --- over 6 feet tall, long black hair braided in a ponytail, beard neatly trimmed, white linen shirt and black leather pants tucked into boots. His smile was pleasant and dangerous.

 

[kc_1271]

Gianna looked long and slow up his body to his face. "Evening Alexander. My name is Anna." She stepped forward pressing the length of her body to his. "I would love to dance." She purred. Sliding her hand into his, she backed onto the dance floor. Moving seductively, she took his hands and placed them on her waist. "Don't be shy, I won't bite...unless you want me to."

 

[Vikingboy]

Alex

He slid onto the dance floor with her, keeping her in his strong arms. As they danced to the gentle music, he slid his hands down to easily grasp her hips. He moved his in time with hers, all the time looking her in the eyes. His began to burn with lust as he occasionally brushed his crotch against hers. He could feel her heat; could she feel his growing arousal?

"Don't be shy, I won't bite...unless you want me to."

"Later, Gianna, cara mia, we can find out whose bite is better."

He moved in closer, holding her tighter to him so that their bodies met, and as they danced he kissed her neck and whispered his desires to her.

 

[kc_1271]

Gianna's breath caught in her throat as his arousal rubbed against her lower abdomen. Her head fell back as his lips brushed the soft skin of her neck. His hot breath set her flesh on fire. She snaked her fingers into his hair and licked a long, wet line up his neck. She placed a small nip on his jaw and turned to lock eyes with him. Her eyebrow raised, it was as if she dared him to make the next move.

 

[Vikingboy]

Alex

The dances were slow, sensuous, hot. He moved with her in the crowd, letting its size hide his actions. He slid his hands lower until they came to the hem of the short leather skirt. As he kissed her neck, his hands slipped under to cup her naked ass cheeks and pull her tighter to him. His cock was hard and long, straining the buttery leather of his pants.

He broke his kissing long enough to whisper, "ah, my princess, I want to take you to bed and make you cum....so hard, so often, all night long." Then he bit her neck.....