The Harem...... All Welcome!!!

[cati]

Yasmeen among the Cossacks

Yasmeen let her mind drift....

Kabir stood only inches away from the girl, taking a moment to appreciate her physical attributes. Her skin shone bronze under the flickering flames of the fire pit, dimpled cheeks like ripe apples, her almond eyes blazing in fury.

"Where is Tabor you beast...what have you done with him?" Yasmeen repeated angrily. "I will kill you myself if you have harmed him." She looked quickly around for a weapon.

Yasmeen in her naivity, still hadn't realized how dangerous the situation was for her.

"Girl, your village is burning to the ground as we speak. Your Shaman dead."
"Although I do give the old man credit for drawing our attention away from this place." He waved his hand around the room, as he said this.

"As it is, our leader wants you for himself, to use you, torture you or kill you, it matters not to him…then once he has you in his clutches little one, your young life will be cut short by his abuse and neglect."

" I on the other hand am not an enterprising man. I already have a wife and many children to care for…. nor do I have any use for slaves," he added wisely.

"There are certain others who are very interested in your welfare and have sent me to find you, to place you in safe hands for a time…your wild nature and heathen ways must be tempered... and so it is my duty to place you in the hands of those who are expert in those things."

Yasmeen winced as she heard this.

"I warn you now, it would be very foolish for you to speak of your royal lineage to anyone... and I might add extremely dangerous. As you know your brother has many enemies."
Noticing the relieved look on the girl's face, the stranger smiled… "Yes Princess, it is he who has sent me to find you."

Kabir knew that he had already spent too much time in his explanation. If both were to live they must make there their getaway quickly. Not waiting for the girl's response to what he had just said…the man curled his fingers into a tight fist and exacted a sound blow to her jaw, knocking the unsuspecting Yasmeen to the ground… out cold.

He scooped the girl up in his arms and proceeded to wrap her limp body in soft doeskin, gathering up the few belongings that he judged to be hers, and slung his heavy burden over his broad shoulders and left the hut. Looking up to the heavens for just a moment he mumbled…

"God, be merciful and forgive a poor man for striking this lovely creature…." it was for her own good."

Kabir made his way out of the thicket, much relieved to find his horse still tethered to the dead tree stump, happily chomping away at some dried grasses. Yasmeen's apparently lifeless form was then rudely heaved over the horse's rump, her arms and legs securely strapped together over the beast's back. Hopefully their journey would prove to be an easy one. If all went well, they should arrive at the Cossack camp-site by nightfall.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda/Guard/Prince

Miranda heard a cough and opened her eyes, she knew her bath was over and she was somewhat disappointed that she had only gotten to enjoy less then ten minutes of it. She sighed and moved from the bath, her body now clean and free of the sweat from her dance, and her face free of the scents of her lover's earlier release. The guard had only said she was needed in the main room, neglecting to tell her who had asked for her.

She rubbed the water from her body and winked at the young man as she moved slowly with the towel, doing a small dance for him, hoping to raise the playing field for the English woman. "As I said it was a pleasure," she smiles to them both and puts on her royal blue top, the fabric concealing her breasts, but leaving her arms and midriff only covered with sheer layers. Her legs are soon embellished in the matching colored slacks that billow in the breeze.

She follows the guard toward the room, where the celebrations are still continuing. Her eyes look around the room, and catches those of the Prince. She inclines her head to him and walks to his side. "You have need of me?" she asks her voice a whispered caress.

 

[poohlive]

Habib nodded, understanding, "Yes, women in the harem do not often get conversation and some pleasent time with a friend. They are often called to spend time by themselves, or perhaps in a stranger's bed. I would love to stay with you awhile, and speak with you..."

Habib began to eat some of the food, the boiled meats and delicious breads. One of the best meals he had ever eaten, and a fine jug of wine. Fantastic.

"I am afraid I can not tell the prince that you are unable to make it. I am sorry, he is the prince. If he asks for a woman, nothing short of death will stop you from going to his bed. I can not tell him you are simply unwell. Although once you do feel better, if you want to go to his bed chambers and explain it yourself, I am sure he will understand. The prince will understand. But, we can do that later. For now, eat, drink, and be merry."

 

[redbaron05]

Miranda heard a cough and opened her eyes, she knew her bath was over and she was somewhat disappointed that she had only gotten to enjoy less then ten minutes of it. She sighed and moved from the bath, her body now clean and free of the sweat from her dance, and her face free of the scents of her lover's earlier release. The guard had only said she was needed in the main room, neglecting to tell her who had asked for her.

She rubbed the water from her body and winked at the young man as she moved slowly with the towel, doing a small dance for him, hoping to raise the playing field for the English woman. "As I said it was a pleasure," she smiles to them both and puts on her royal blue top, the fabric concealing her breasts, but leaving her arms and midriff only covered with sheer layers. Her legs are soon embellished in the matching colored slacks that billow in the breeze.

She follows the guard toward the room, where the celebrations are still continuing. Her eyes look around the room, and catches those of the Prince. She inclines her head to him and walks to his side. "You have need of me?" she asks her voice a whispered caress.

Yes my pet join me in my chambers with this Akbar retires to his chambers with the lovely Miranda following upon entering his chambers he reclines upon a bed of pillows and pats the spot beside him and beckons her to join him

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda/Prince Akbar

Miranda followed the Prince into his chambers, the scent of male domination fills the room. A manly husky scent, one that she knows are from the oils that are massaged into his firm skin. Her eyes take in the vibrant richness of the room, and she recalls the times she has spent in his warm embrace.

She smiles softly at him, and sits down next to him. She sighs as she stretches her arms and bends her neck back and forth, then she smiles over at him. She turns her body to face him and moves to her knees. Her fingers move down his neck, and she gazes into his eyes. He is a handsome man and she has enjoyed the many hours of pleasure they have brought to each other.

"Have you enjoyed the celebrations thus far?" she laid her lips upon his neck, her tongue danced over his flesh. She breathed in his scent as she began to work away the tie at his waist to release his shirt. Her other hand felt the ripple of muscle underneath her fingertips.

 

[redbaron05]

"Have you enjoyed the celebrations thus far?" she laid her lips upon his neck, her tongue danced over his flesh. She breathed in his scent as she began to work away the tie at his waist to release his shirt. Her other hand felt the ripple of muscle underneath her fingertips.

"Oh yes i have and your dancing was the highlight of the eveing as you can see it has caused me a problem" Letting his hands slide thru her hair and down over the curves of Miranda's sexy body as he raises his arms for her to remove his shirt

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda/Prince Akbar

Miranda smiled back at him, she knew he had always enjoyed her dancing and it pleased her to know that he had found favor with her. She enjoyed her life at the palace and the perks it presented her. She knew her status as favorite was threatened everytime there was a new celebration as more young females were paraded in front of the Sultan and his brother.

Her fingers slid up his chest and soon the shirt was resting in a pile on the floor. She leaned in and placed a kiss at the corner of his lips, "I see you did enjoy the noon dance, I only which I had been able to relieve you of this burden earlier, but I was needed elsewhere."

She leaned back and slipped her top from her body, her breast exposed for his gaze, "How can I make it up to you this evening?" Her tongue moved slowly along her lips, while her fingers teased her nipples, all ready hard from desire and need.

 

[Joe Schmoe]

The Sultan and the Slavers - Prt1

The Sultan was completely immersed in the girl against him now. One hand massaged the lower part of her belly just above her sex as the other slid up to cup a breast. His thumb slid over smooth globe and found the hard pebble that sat on top and rolled it under the pressure of his touch through the frail fabric.

He felt the gentle rumble in her body as a drowned out moan oozed from her.

His hand on the feminine curve of her belly pressed against her then dove heavily down between her thighs as he squeezed her breast hard with the mounting passion in him.

His lips pushed through her hair, that was the color of flames, to come to the cup of her ear, "go to my chambers my sweet succulent lil red cherry and wait for me. Prepare yourself for when I arrive and make sure this heat", as he raked his nails against the fleshy clefted mound between her legs, "in you remains stoked. Now off with you."

As she was taking her feet he sharply swatted the alluring curvature of her backside that presented itself and flashed her a lusty grin when she peeked back at him.

He watched her leave, eyeing the slow graceful rhythm in her gait and the arousing swing of her hips that made him grow ravenous for her.

But he still had work to do first. Rising, with the helping hand of his Grand Vizier, he asked if the Slavers were ready. A nod was his answer.

"Come, let's finish business so they can enjoy themselves."

"Or is it you, my Sultan, that wishes to enjoy himself", the advisor asked with a sly grin.

Jalal wrapped an arm over the shoulder of his long time friend and confidant as they went to join those waiting in the next room.

"You know me well, maybe too well", he said with a chuckle as the two men entered the waiting room.

 

[redbaron05]

Akbar & Miranda

Her fingers slid up his chest and soon the shirt was resting in a pile on the floor. She leaned in and placed a kiss at the corner of his lips, "I see you did enjoy the noon dance, I only which I had been able to relieve you of this burden earlier, but I was needed elsewhere."

Feeling her fingers on his skin Akbar moans slightly in pleasure at her wonderful touch twining his fingers into her hair he as her lips brush his he returns her kiss and whispers "It's ok my precious i understand you are here now'

She leaned back and slipped her top from her body, her breast exposed for his gaze, "How can I make it up to you this evening?" Her tongue moved slowly along her lips, while her fingers teased her nipples, all ready hard from desire and need.


Reaching for her pulling her to him and capturing the hardening bud of her nipple into his mouth he whispers 'service me with your wonderful body my precious pet Show me the same passion you put into that dance that has aroused me so'

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda/Prince Akbar

Miranda lips curved in a delicious grin as she slipped to the floor and slid her hands to her hips. Miranda closed her eyes and relaxed her body hesititated slightly as she began to move in time with the music that played in her head. Her long arms, decorated with nothing but the bracelet around her biceps, begin a dance all their own. Each one stroked slowly down the other, until they were brought down to her hips.

Her fingers curled around the thin fabric of her slacks and she moved sensously out of them. Her hips rolled with slow promise of long hours spent between them. As each sway of her dancer's body begin to move in time with the hot pulse her heart was installing in itself, she eased more of the sheer material away. Soon she had bared her ass to the Prince and turned to face him once more.

Running her fingers over her breasts and then down the cleft of the two large globes she danced a tune of seduction onto her belly. Her other hand dipped to her warm sex, and she slowly cupped it for him. Her fingers spread the swollen lips and she dipped a finger inside.

"A gift for you first my Prince," she paused, offering her finger for his pleasure. Her feet slowly carried her back to the bed, and she pushed herself between his legs. The juices of her body glistened on her fingertips, from the lights of the lowering sun and she knew the glow behind her, haloed her red curls that were beginning to dry in the air.

 

[redbaron05]

Akbar and Miranda

Running her fingers over her breasts and then down the cleft of the two large globes she danced a tune of seduction onto her belly. Her other hand dipped to her warm sex, and she slowly cupped it for him. Her fingers spread the swollen lips and she dipped a finger inside.

"A gift for you first my Prince," she paused, offering her finger for his pleasure. Her feet slowly carried her back to the bed, and she pushed herself between his legs. The juices of her body glistened on her fingertips, from the lights of the lowering sun and she knew the glow behind her, haloed her red curls that were beginning to dry in the air.

Parting his legs and allowing her body to slide up his and taking the offered finger and first inhaling her wonderfully womanly scent then slowly sucking it deep into his mouth sucking it slowly tasting her sweet nectar releasing her finger Staring into her eyes as he moans " MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM the nectar of the gods '

 

[Joe Schmoe]

Aftermath in the Jackals' Den

Radu took a moment to inspect his handiwork. It was then that he noticed another in the room. "Where do your allegiances lie?" he asked evenly.

The man dropped to his knees placing his face to the straw covered dirt floor as he clasped his hands out to the man of death.

"Mercy my lord. I know not these men. I am just a poor thirsty merchant. My heart lies with Fath Ali Shah, my service lies with the Merciful Sultan Jalal bin Khalim. I am no threat to anyone Sir. I swear, if you could see it in your heart to allow me passage, I will run to my family and you will not see me again. Mercy my wise lord."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda/Akbar

She bit down on her lip and trembled inside, her body shivering with desire. Her finger now clean moved to his shoulders and she bent down. Miranda used her tongue to lick down his neck, and bite his skin. Her fingers slipped to his nipples as she settled to her knees.

Miranda's nails slowly ran over the discolored patches of flesh, bringing forth the hard ridges of desire. She moved in and licked each one, her breasts pressing up against him as she did. Her teeth came out and she bit the hard buds, before she slid her tongue down to rest against the warm stomach. Hard muscles rippled under her bites, and still she continued to move onward.

Her mouth grazed his sex, still covered by the material of his slacks. She licked the head, and slipped her mouth down further licking the balls. Hungry eyes looked up to Prince Akbar and her hands moved to the table where he kept the sharp blade. Miranda slowly cut away the material of his pants, his trust was evident in his eyes and when his cock was free for her, she kissed the tip lightly.

"We lose more clothes this way," she smiled up to him then covered his cock with a long lick, that ran from the tip to the base. Miranda then guided his balls into her mouth and began to suck greedily from them. She rolled them with her tongue and nibbled gently with her teeth, while stroking his cock with her hands.

 

[DrStein]

Radu was silent for a moment. "You are to never speak of what transpired here. If anyone asks, you saw a foreigner leaving here for the city gates, and when you walked in you found these men as they are now. Tell the story any different, and I will be forced to kill you."

Without another word, the Wolfbrother slipped out, leaving only a few coins on his table to pay for his drink.

His return to the palace was swift and without any major hassle. He managed to stay beneath the notice of most. On a day such as this, a foreign merchant was nothing out of the ordinary. Many of them took their time to enjoy the city before moving on to their next stop.

He decided to use a different entrance to the palace than the one he had left by. It would better serve his image if he slipped back into the crowd so uneventfully, that those present questioned whether he had ever even left in the first place. Radu preferred operating behind smoke and mirrors. The more ambiguous his purpose, the more he could convince people they probably didn't want to know what it was. The Sultan trusted him. That was good enough.

He climbed back onto the roof and changed his clothes, using a flask of water to clean the soot and ash from his face and hair. Once he was satisfied that he was clean again, he dried off and replaced his coat, ready to rejoin the gala.

He slipped off toward a secret entrance only he and the Sultan knew of. It was well-concealed and provided a direct passage to the throne room. For the assassin, it was perfect for escapes when time was of the essence. Checking to make sure no one was around, Radu slid stone facade aside and moved the iron latch. He disappeared inside and closed the door behind him. Once again, the entrance was hidden in plain sight.

Radu was about to proceed down the pitch black corridor he knew so well when he heard sobs echoing off the walls. Someone was in here...

 

[redbaron05]

"We lose more clothes this way," she smiled up to him then covered his cock with a long lick, that ran from the tip to the base. Miranda then guided his balls into her mouth and began to suck greedily from them. She rolled them with her tongue and nibbled gently with her teeth, while stroking his cock with her hands.

Looking at her with pure lust gleaming in his eys Akbar runs his hands thru her fiery red locks tangling them as he leans back moaning as her magical tongue works its magic on his hard cock and balls he moans 'Suck me my pet suck your Prince' as he gently thrusts his hips

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda/Prince Akbar

Miranda guided his balls into her mouth, this time feeling the warm heat radiating from his body. She licked back and forth over the tight sack, each crevice carressed and loved. With strong movements she began a series of rolls with her firm muscle and kept the twin spheres aroused inside her velvet heat. She licked hard, then sucked firmly.

Miranda's hand moved over his cock. Her mouth released his balls to lick her way up to the head of his swollen shaft. Warm breath hovered over him, and she knew his need was great. Miranda swirled her tongue over the pre-cum soaked head and then moved deeper onto him. She sucked the hard tip of his cock, tasting his skin and swallowing the oily aroused juice that had freed itself from its home.

As her fingers danced across his balls, she lowered her mouth further. She paused partway and then began to press and stroke the front of the swollen head. She kneaded his testicles with her fingers, then grazed the sensitive skin underneath them before beginning to bob her head up and down.

With each motion down on his cock, Miranda gave easy pressure. As she moved her head up, her jaw would tighten and she would suck harder. Quickly she moved down on his shaft, taking it faster and adjusting her angle to take him in deeper. Miranda began a series of hums and felt the sides of his cock slide against her teeth as she played for him a special dance all his own.

 

[redbaron05]

Prince Akbar/Miranda

Moaning his intense pleasure that miranda's hot mouth was giving him reaching down for her pulling her up to him pulling her into a hot passionate kiss his tongue claiming her mouth plundering and exploring as his hands slide down over her body caresseing and squeezing her breasts teasing her nipples between his fingers sliding lower over her sexy dancers belly down to her wet sex his fingers pushing into her wet hot box breaking the kiss he moans " i must taste your nectar from its source"

 

[gypsy4191]

Almira and Habib

"I am afraid I can not tell the prince that you are unable to make it. I am sorry, he is the prince. If he asks for a woman, nothing short of death will stop you from going to his bed. I can not tell him you are simply unwell. Although once you do feel better, if you want to go to his bed chambers and explain it yourself, I am sure he will understand. The prince will understand. But, we can do that later. For now, eat, drink, and be merry."

Almira lay back on the cushions and sighed, at least she was going to get a friend to talk to.

"Thank you Habib, perhaps i shan't have to explain anything, i hear him call for Miranda, she will pleasure him so well he will forget all about me" well i can hope so anyway she murmured to herself.

Almira glanced at Habib, he seemed to be enjoying the rich food and fine wine. Which was good, she needed him to enjoy himself, she needed an ally. Especially as she was want to get herself into trouble all the time. Almira shrugged, eh all the more fun, life was too short to spend it trying to be good all the time, plus it was too much like hard work for someone with her disposition.

"You were so right Habib, no one talks to the harem girls about anything of real signifigance, it's almost like we have no intelligence, and some don't" She muttered the last rejoiner just loud enough so that Habib was sure to hear, then threw him a cheeky look through her eyelashes.

"So tell me, Beloved one, what do you wish to discuss?" Almira leaned forward and took a portion of grapes resting next to Habib's knee. She glanced back up at him and raised her eyebrow.

 

[Luna-fey]

Symra

Go to my chambers my sweet succulent lil red cherry and wait for me. Prepare yourself for when I arrive and make sure this heat", as he raked his nails against the fleshy clefted mound between her legs, "in you remains stoked. Now off with you."

Symra reluctantly left the warm, sensual embrace of the sultan. That reluctance was mitigated by the happy fact that he had asked for her. Her rosy lips spread softly into a pert smile. She wanted to tantalize and thrill her handsome lord and she felt heady with the anticipation of their time together.

The sultan's flirtatious slap on her bottom only enflamed her further with desire for him. She turned her head back to him, flashing him another dimpled smile and mouthing a kiss to him. She could feel his eyes on her as she moved. Each gentle sway of her hips was for him alone.

The redhead made her way into the sultan's chambers. She had time to freshen herself before his arrival. Symra removed her veil in the privacy of his rooms. She had a heart shaped, cherubic face, lovely green eyes framed by long lashes, and a peaches and cream complexion. She took great care in preparing herself for the sultan. She had the candles lit, and for a special touch, Symra had his bed strewn with red rose petals. The sweet fragrance of fresh roses mingled in the air with the scent of sandalwood oil that she dabbed onto her wrists.

The sultan had a huge bed canopied in lush, gauzy oriental fabrics. Symra slipped into his bed and reclined softly against the many pillows. Her head swam with images of Jalal bin Khalim; she could still feel his hands on her. She wanted him. Her body buzzed with desires that only he could fill. Her body was his. Symra could not wait to please him. Surely, he was preoccupied with the many duties and concerns he was faced with today. But as long as he remained with her, in her arms, Symra vowed to make him forget all of that.

Patiently, she awaited her master.

 

[Logan2]

Susanne & Robert in bath

Robert tried to relax very hard which of course didn't work that well. As Susanne called him timid he only could smile shyly because she was right and he didn't know what else to do.

As he felt Susannes eyes roam over his body in search of his erect cock he felt even more ashamed but at the same time more aroused as well. His eyes tried to avoid looking at her but he caught himself again and again as he himself tried to catch a glimps of her breast or even the sweet spot between her legs.

The she talked about him beeing eager and he could disagree more...or could he. Soon the thought of exploring this woman or even both of them didn't sound so bad, perhaps this was why his father had send him down here and this wasn't so bad at all.

As Miranda talked about learning about cultur in such a way that he knew what she was talking about his arousal grew stronger and stronger. If Susanne really was willing to show him everything she got he most certainly wouldn't complain.

He felt a pang of disapointment as the beautifull Miranda had too leave but there still was Susanne and she alone was enought to drive a young man, who hadn't any experience with women, crazy.

He smiled at her.

"I find it strange that a cultur that is ruled by so much bounds is so open in other things." he said. "From where I come from the intimate body parts are nearly allways covered and to see a women naked or even touch her..." his smile grew more shy at that, "...would be unthinkable."

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne and Robert

She grinned and stood up. She walked slowly to Robert and settled one leg on either side of his, straddling him. Her brow lifted as she felt the thrill of capturing this young man's attention. For a moment she thought, "Perhaps I should join the Harem."

"Robert, I'm sure you don't mind me calling you that. I'm English and I'll admit it was very hard for me to drop the "stiffness'' of my own culture," she smiled at the word, and brushed her hand over his stiff cock. "But in time I did."

Susanne, her hand now rested on Robert's shoulder, "You just have to go with what feels right, when you're in someone else culture love. Before long," her hand traveled slowly up his leg and back to his swollen cock. "You'll know everything you need to know, if you're willing to learn."

She wrapped his hand around his stiff member and rubbed it with firm grasps, her mouth came down to his and she licked his lips. "How badly do you wish to learn?" she asked.

 

[ZuesTheGod]

Kenneth

The day was progressing very well, and Kenneth had finally figured out a way to get into the palace at least he hoped it would be. Eventually one of the guests or perhaps the Sultan himself would come out to go riding, perhaps not today or tomorrow but sometime the man would feel honor bound to show off his prize horse flesh, as well as take in the new stock that the English woman was bringing over tomorrow.

If he arranged himself to be in the right place at the right time, he could "save" someone from some horrific accident, thus gaining favor with the Sultan himself. Kenneth knew just who to "save" he hurried back to the space he had been assigned in the loft and jotted down a quick note to Lady Susanne Rolith.

She didn't know he was here, and she didn't know what had happened to her husband. She had thought he was safe at home, but the poisions she had been feeding him had finally claimed his life.

"She'll come," he told himself as he wrote out his note introducing himself and making sure she knew she had to come to the stables this evening. He hurried down and spoke with one of the palace guards.

"If you would deliver this note to Lady Rolith, she is a guest of the Sultan's. The mare she brought for the Sultan's sister is acting strange and I think she would like to have a look at before the lovely woman were to ride her." Kenneth knew there was nothing wrong with the horse, but he also knew he had to get her outside.

Kenneth watched the guard give the message to another and he knew it would be delivered to Susanne's room sometime later. "Thank you," he nodded his goodbye to the guard and returned to the stables.

This time he sat down with several others and began a card game, knowing that win or lose some coin, he'd eventually get inside the palace and then that would be one step closer to his sister.

 

[Logan2]

As he stood up Roberts gaze was transfixed on her beautifull, nude, wet, glistering body. His cock nearly performed a dance as she went over to him slowly, that much aroused was he. Then she straddled him and the scent of her filled his nose.

As she told him that she also had to drop the stiffness and started to rub his very stiff cock he moaned and quivered. She caressed his leg and went back to his cock, holding it in her grasp. Then she licked his lips and asked:

"How badly do you wish to learn?"

He tried to catch his breath and collect his wits. He was nearly lost in her eyes and her scent and her touch drove him nearly to extacy. How much did he miss when just a gently touch could bring him that much pleasure?

"I want to learn everything." he told her. "Everything you can teach me."

His hands reached for her. With a questing look he put her hands on her back and start to caress her gently.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda/Prince Akbar

Miranda gasped in pleasure as she felt the heated touch of the Prince upon her skin. Her body trembled as he caressed her sides, and moved over her breasts. The taste of his mouth on her only added to her heated aroused state and she felt her body melting into his touch.

His fingers burned a path on her flesh, and the sound of his voice urged more liquid from deep within her. She lifted her hips toward him, her leg opening for his searching fingers. A moan escaped her as he moved down her belly and soon she knew little more but he feel of his fingers burying themselves inside her.

She bit down on her lip, as she welcomed his invasion. He knew how to make his women want and she was thankful that she was getting to enjoy even this small bit of pleasure. Miranda knew that some lovers were just their for their own release, so to recieve pleasure in return was exquisite.

Her pussy was slick and hot, she knew he would have plenty of nectar to feed on. "My Prince, I crave you... but I only wish to please you. My body is your's my Prince." She quivered with each movement he made inside her.

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne and Robert

Susanne purred at the pleasant touch of his hands on her body. She wondered what it was about this place, this palace that bewitched her. Her body was crazed with need and it was as if she couldn't get enough food to feed its craving.

Her hands continued to love on his cock, to stroke it firmly and she knew the warm water only added to her strong strokings. It eased her hand and she was able to glide it up and down quickly then slowly. Her own sex was again throbbing for release and she marveled at the human body and how at a moments notice a woman's need would suddenly crop up.

Keeping his cock in her hand, Miranda moved it up and down over her swollen lips. Her breasts hovered close to Robert's mouth and she looked down on his features. His eyes showed his arousal as did the stiff rod in her hands. "Take one of my breasts into your mouth. Lick and taste my hard nipple, it needs it Robert, feast on my breasts, while I feed my sex with yours."

Susanne guided the head of his cock into her hot mound and slowly moved down over him, feeling the tip slip in and the rod soon became wedged deep inside the walls of her sex.