Aristocratic ~Delights~

*sucking hungrily, delving into your depths, enjoying your pushing and eagerness. Licking and sucking, flicking and grinding against you. Moving and moaning softly into you, bringing you to the heights of ecstacy, listening to your song belt out against the stone walls. Lost in the passion, my own shivers growing and building. Drinking in your passion as it explodes across me.*
MMmmmmmmmmmm

*sitting up and laying back against the bed.*
Well I certainly hope that we share a lot more adventures.

*A knock at the door from my maid announces that dinner will be ready in half an hour. Sighing back exasperatedly.. smiling warmly.*
I believe we're having venison tonight. And there's supposed to be a gathered dinner for my arrival.

*shaking my head.*
Although I'm sure that over half the manor ~knows~ I've arrived already.
 
*Reality comes rushing back to me as I think of all of the strange faces that I will soon be facing. Damn English. Oh well, at least everyone will know by now that I will not be upset out of any kind of position of authority here. I think I have managed to get into the good graces of the new lady here fairly well.*

Oh, yes, of course, dinner. You will enjoy how the cook prepares the venison. He is a master. Especially picked just for me by Papa. I have such a delicate palate, you see.

*Walking over to a basin, I begin to clean myself.*

I have had a very enjoyable time today. It isn't often that I find such ~enthusiastic~ new acquaintances. Yes, I think we will be able to find many fine diversions, you and I together. Who knows who, I mean what, we may encounter on our long walks as you become more familiar with the countryside here.

*Walking again to the armoir, I pull out underclothing and a deep blue satin dress, along with matching slippers, and then go to the bell pull to summon my maid.*

Perhaps you should go and see if your own maid has managed to unpack the things you need.

*You begin to walk toward the door leading to the hall, and I stop you.*

No, not that way, here. There is a reason I had your things placed in the gold rooms. Come here.

*I walk to a tapestry hanging on the wall in the far corner of my room, and pulling it back, I open a small door which leads to a narrow hallway.*

This leads to the gold rooms, and only there. There is no other outlet for this hall. It is private, and secure, and you can use this passage when you wish to visit me, but wish no-one else to notice. I, of course, can use it in the same manner to access your rooms.

*I smile as your eyes widen in surprise of the hidden passage.*

Yes, this old manor has many secrets. Perhaps if you are truly lucky, I may show you more of them.
 
*Delighted at the new passage, following it quickly, and emerging behind a beautiful tapestry in a delicately decorated between red and gold. It was gorgeous. I startled my maid as I came in and she jumped around startled. After quickly settling her down I get into an already drawn bath, and then a scarlet satin dress. Learning that my uncle will be there, and her uncle, and then her tutor, her court and I will be introduced after my uncle. There will be several lords from the surrounding area's, no doubt Cassandra's suitors will be among them. It will be an interesting transition. But as I listened to my maid explain her things to me, I couldn't take my mind off her. I wanted to see the things she'd seen, I wanted to experience what she could show me. I wanted to step out of court and have her to myself again. I couldn't wait to get this over with*
All right Quit Fussing!

*getting frustrated with the lacing and finally finishing getting into my dress. Grabbing my hairdress, a light net of pearls given to me by a sailor from the orient. I will miss his dashing smile. And I grab my candle sconce. Making my way publicly down the hall escorted by two guards, Meeting my uncle at the top of the stairs, I take his arm as we make our way down the stairs and to the doors of the great hall*
 
*My maid, being experienced in last minute preparations, is able to aid me in my toilette, and I descend the stairs just ahead of Shaiya. Walking over to my Uncle, I see that he is smiling broadly at me, and gives me a large wink.*

"I see that you were able to make a strong first impression on the newest addition to the household."

"Why, Uncle, whatever do you mean?"

"Oh, don't play those games with me, little girl. I have forgotten more about games of seduction than you will ever know."

*I give him a cold stare, and then turn to the door as the invaders enter into the hall. Shaiya looking at me, her eyes glowing as she gives me a soft smile.*
 
To Sup

The dinner that night was an ordeal. Shaiya's uncle seemed to think it proper for him to take a place of command within the company gathered, which did not work well at all. His French, I am sorry to say, is not the best, and the servants continued to look to me for their directions. This seemed to ruffle his feathers, and I felt many a cold stare from his direction. Of course, that could also have been in response to the warm and melting ones I received from his neice.

The company were limited. My uncle was there, more often than not making an ass of himself. He seemed to enjoy trying to seduce Shaiya. He doesn't know what I know about her, and thinks that if I could so easily seduce her, then could it be such a difficult thing to do? Throughout the night, this caused more than one silent chuckle on my part. The poor girl didn't have a clue that his sweet words were specifically intended to guide her to his bed this night. Her uncle maintained his aloof posture throughout the night. I wondered to myself more than once how the food could possibly go down such a constricted throat. Ah well. From the size of his girth, it wouldn't do him any harm to go without a meal or two. I should make sure that my Chef is aware of his temprament and manner toward us so as to stave off a fit of temper when his food comes back only slightly touched. *sigh*

A few gentlemen have joined us. One or two travelers I am not familiar with. In such times as ours, it is customary to open our doors to travelers in need of a bed and a meal, and it is a custom I have maintained. I must admit, it does bring with it the opportunity for diversion, and I believe that there is one from among them who would suit my purposes in a fine manner.

He was tall, much taller than both myself and Shaiya, if she were to choose to join us. Broad shoulders with rippling muscles under the satin and lace he wore, a mark of wealth and taste. His flashing green eyes promised passion and adventure. Yes, he is definitely my choice for the evening.

I look in the direction of my poor tutor, his nose in a book. The sad man learned long ago that it is best not to bother me too much with books and such, and to just quietly accept room, board, and the small stipend my father allowed him. It would be a trial for many scholars, but this one seemed content to take what was offered. Perchance he wasn't such a great mind as my father had been led to believe...
 
Just a tease

Sorry to tease the loyal readers, if there are any. Still waiting for Lady T, but I thought I would try, again, to post the picture of her I keep in my mind so that you could see Cassandra the way I do.
 
As My uncle lead us down the stiars the hall wa beautifully decorated in country vines, and local blosoms. My uncle made a pompous ass of himsef as usual, and I warned him away from the liquor. I mused to myself, and found my gaze more than once fell to Cassandra. She danced and laughed, ate heartily, adn was so warm and easy, I smiled.
Her uncle showered me with compliments, I thanked him kindly. I supposed it was to make me feel more comfortable after not knowing exactly how to dance, nor anyone here.
Cassandra came to my aid by sending a strong handsme brute. Powerful shoudlers, warm chest, his gaze was like ice. I shivered in anticipation, ashe aked me to dance. I looked kindly at her undle, whowaved and said go ahead. I strepped into the arms of this handsome young man and all I could hear was music. In a wonderful whirl of hole in the wall, a dance of the wheel, and oh my a pavante. It was as if he lifted me thru it all. I danced and moved and enjoyed the hall. And more often than not tried to smile to Cassandra, who I noticed was taking notice, but not sure which one she was watching.
Flooding memories of this afternoon came to me in a blush. The young man asked if I'd had enough. I smiled at his ice like eyes, and replied*
Noo. I want more.
 
*Throughout the evening, during the dancing, during the flirting, I am watching, guaging, calculating. I watch how Shaiya responds to the things around her, I watch how the people respond to her, and how she responds to them. I see the glow of enjoyment in her face, and the surprise of it in her eyes. I sense that within this girls life, there has not been much joy. I think to myself that this could be an important discovery, a way to, perhaps, keep my life from changing as much as I thought it might have to...*
 
Fredrick

OOC:
Lady T, Caspai, Thank you both for the invitation as a guest writer to your lovely thread. It is all my ~delight~, I assure you.



IC:

I had taken myself a slight detour for the chance to ask for admittance to this 'famous' house. The tales of the lady here were not to be taken lightly. I watched as the English lady chatted and flirted with the old Frenchman at the table during the dinner. Her eyes darting in search, I could not misinterprut the call of the house mistress' eyes. What a better way to engraciate myself to her father than to please her. It would make the price of my german swords and pikes rise. Finally, having been introduced to her, I asked humbly to dance with her.

She danced devinely. Her face flushed with every grasp of my muscled arms upon her petite frame, encouraging my advances. "No I want more," her sweet lips broke, so I took her hand once more and led her into another dance. Clapping and whirling her into a frenzy. Pulling her tighter to my form in our designed embraces. Pressing my growing enthusiasm against her at every oppertunity, feeling the heat through her gown.

As the music finally subsided, holding her near, "M'lady," I whispered softly in her ear, noting the flush of her face, "allow me to escort you out to the courtyard for some fresh air. You must take some air after dancing so devinely." With my suggestion I bowed and offered her a cocked elbow on the dance floor. Watching her eyes glint in the flickering candlelight of the hall for an unspoken incouragement. I could not repress the knowing smile that broke my impatient lips, but I controled it to a freindly one. Subduing the hunger from it. My ice blue eyes taking in her every expression, and gesture. My loins flooding as I took in her scent with an eager nose, and eyes of cold fire.

I thought to my self, how easy this was. The tales of this house were so true. Like a fairy tale, nymphs of flesh and blood. What a delight.
 
Cassandra

*I watch the sparks fly between Shaiya and the tall stranger. His intent is unmistakeable. Well, unmistakable to me...I watch as they dance, I watch as they leave...I discreetly follow them out to the courtyard to keep watching. This could prove to be very interesting...*
 
*Dizzy from the dance, pressed together my heat growing steadily his words of fresh air appealed to me greatly. I took his arm and lead him out to the courtyard, the night was dark, and it was a new moon, so there was only partial light to guide me. His eyes enchanted me as they searched my body. My body tingling still from the days events, curious to try them again.*
O that was divine... I really have never danced quite like ~That~ before. Thank you
There aren't many stars out tonight are there?

*gazing up for a moment, and then gazing across at him. Flutterings of passion growing within*
I guess a proper hostess might show you around a bit...

*taking your arm again and leading you up the stairs aside the great hall. Quickly moving past shafts that might show light from the party below. Guiding you slowly down the hall and moving to the golden rooms. Opening the cherry door slowly, after we are both inside letting it shut with finality, moving over to the bed.*
I've had soo much fun tonight.. I'd like to thank you

*hands reaching with skill towards the waist of your breeches. Smiling warmly up at you as I take your member out and began stroking it softly*
oooo Yours is much better than the other one I saw... I'm new here as of today, just here to take over as Lady of the house. I'm glad there's a tradition to take in travelers.

*Moving to put my mouth on your thick shaft, sucking first just the head, and then becoming eager. Sucking and plunging hungrily down on you*
 
I could not believe my luck. This lady was more eager than a starving harlot in the streets. Leading me on and into her lavish chamber.

Before I could say one of the words of seduction that had been pooised for the attack on the tip of my tongue, she shut the door nad turned her attention immiediately to my need. She pulled down my breeches and took command of my mannish flesh, more wanton than a witch at a black mass. I grip her head and pull her close. Forcing my manhood deep into her throat.

Her eagerness is overwhelming me. All the tales I have heard with some little skeptism, are nothing to the aactuallity. Pulling her roughly from me. Plunging a savage tongue deep into her empty lips as I drag her to the bed.

Atop her in an instant, I pull her gown, freeing her breasts, tearing the velvet. Showering her with hot kisses of lust. Sliding down to suckle her nipples, hard and fast one then the other. Continuing down her torso, tearingthe gown as I go. Revealing more and more of her succulent nubile flesh. Sinking lower to her venus and suckling her hard. Flicking her female broach pin hard with a heathen tongue. Teeth, grazing lightly over the hard, throbbing flesh. Tongue pluging into her fiered depths. The sweet, acrid taste of lust heavilly laden upon my pallet. Drinking like a man drug to deaths door by thirst.

In wild frenzy, gasping for breathe, I raise my head and lunge forward. Sweeping her legs over my shoulders, to allow for fuller impalement in her well worn sheathe. Her flaming gate, tightly shut, I batter past it at a blow.....

I gasp in amazement.....
 
Cassandra

*I watch as they leave the garden, noticing that they do not return to the gathering. Hmmmm....I briefly check the guests, seeing that my uncle has things well in hand. Let him play the host, it is a role he enjoys pretending at...

It takes me but a brief moment to find a footman lurking in the shadows, spying in on the dinner party. Come with me, I say to him, we have much better spying to do. We quickly and quietly follow the couple ahead up the stairs. They are by now out of site, but I know where they have gone, and I know just how to find the best view for the show.

I practically drag the footman with me, a faceless, nameless lad, entering my chambers and going directly to the door leading to my hidden passage. Walking halfway down, I stop at a curtain, pulling it away to reveal what looks to be a window. From the other side, it is camoflaged as a gilt mirror. These two chambers had once belonged to an aunt of mine with pecularities of taste...

I push the lad on his knees, and lifting my skirts, instruct him to make good use of his tongue as I enjoy the show before me. I lean against the wall just behind me, lifting a foot to rest on a shallow ledge next to the glass. Looking into the room, I see that things have progressed rapidly. They are already on the bed, her dress in tatters, her legs thrown over his shoulders, and he poised for entry. As he lunges into her, I feel waves of passion overwhelm me, flooding the tongue of the eager footman kneeling at his work. Looking down at him, I see that he has loosened his livery, and is making quick work with his own needs as well. I moan softly, loving the feel of the energy of two engorged male shafts in such close proximity.

My own hips begin to shift over the face of the lad under me, feeling his tongue working over my aroused flesh. I raise a hand to my breast, fingering my nipple, feeling the sensations flow through me. I fight the urge to close my eyes and enjoy these feelings, much too interested in the show in front of me. I see a look of shock cover the face of the newely deflowered young woman, followed by a melting. Ah yes, the melting. The longing. The feel of a man moving inside you...

The battle is lost, my eyes slowly close, enjoying the peaks of the orgasm as they crest over me...
 
*Eager in anticipation from the days learning, throwing myself into passion, arching into you raining kisses down my body. The sound of ripping fabric echoes and excites me, the heat rising to my skin, nipples hard little bullets against your toungue. Moaning out and whimpers as your kisses down my body, each one setting every nerve in my body on fire. I'd been with women, hundreds of them, but never a man who's touch lighted my skin on fire. Here he was, moving down my body with his teeth. Gasping out as his mouth took my mound, lightening running thru my body. Arching into his toungue, moving as it delved into my depths, moaning as I move against his lips. Sighing out, his hands holding my hips down. Candlelight flickering, throwing shadows across the room, reflecting off the mirror on the wall at the end of the bed, off the walls, the posts, off the skin of his hair. Weaving my hands down to intertwine, pulling him gently.
In a flash his mouth withdrew and he was above me. My ankles unceremoniously in the air framing his head. Sighing out as he impales me. Pain wracks my body as my childhood is torn free, the warmth of blood mixing with the warmth of my passion. Crying out in pain*
OOoooooooooooooo

*Startled he gasps as well as his massive shaft shoves into my fresh womanhood. Sliding my heels down the outside of his body, resting my heels near his ass, holding him in to fill me. Accustoming myself quickly to the feel of his shaft inside me. Unlike anything I'd ever felt before, and heat quickly replaced the pain, moisture quickly replaced the heat, and longing cut right to my soul replaced all else. Reaching up and wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down, his chest to meet mine, hard nipples meeting his soft hair. Whispering in his air as the hot breath escapes me, arching up with my hips to him*
Pppllllleeeeeeaaaassseeeeeee dooon't stop
 
Frederick

I slam into her, surprised upon smashing through her barrier. One I had surmised had long since been dispatched. In shock I gasp, stunned at the treat of the moment. AS she pulls me tight to her I am shocked as she pleads for me to continue.

Smiling as I look down at her face washed with pain and glazed with need, "Stop?!? How could I?" I ask witha laugh as I dive into her fresh garden. Thrusting and grinding enjoying her heat. Greased with blood and her passion I press on, savagely. If this is what she wants, I shall not deny her.

Brutally I attack, her freshly torn nether flesh. Looting all from her depths. Leavign nothing for those who will come after I. Swirling myself within her, stretching her straining flesh in all directions. Diving deep. Pumping vigorously. I thrust and grind with a heathens lust.

Gasping, I say, as I feel the time grow close, "Milady, the hospitallity of your house holds no bounds." Slamming home with the last word I launch a firey jettison deep into her eager womb, filling her with my seed deep and true. I press my lips to hers in a violent kiss, as one would steal from a prized a harlot as the act culminates. Sweet victory, oblivion.
 
*His words are warm and welcome in my ear. His body moved against me hard, deeper, filling me completely. Shocks and shivers overtake my body, fever flushes my skin, heat burns between my thighs. Arching as he drives savagely on, rocking into him, raising my hips up. Inexperienced as I was not able to keep up with his swirling, laying back and enjoying the feel of his powerful body command my own ecstacy. Stars rushing before my eyes, pumping and pressing against him.
Thought left my head as involuntary whimpers escaped my lips. Arching towards him, kissing his neck, his shoulders, along his chest, flicking his nipples with my toungue as his shaft pounds passion into me more. Wanting to feel it in all ways, wanting to experience all I could moaning out as Your hot jets fill my body. Never before had heat entered so and it felt as tho it coursed thru my whole body. Deep firy shivers wracked my body as my passion exploded in turn, flooding his body with my passion. Crying out*
AAaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

* Melting into your powerful kiss, toungue snaking out to meet your own, overcome with waves of shivers and goosebumpes, panting out against you.. sighing in satisfaction*
OOoo my lord.. would it please you this house's charms would give you it's hospitalities again and again til the sun rises over the trees
 
Frederick

Tossing my head back with a roaring laughter that shatters the heavy still air of her chamber, "But..But of course, milady," I manage to speak through my roars of laughter. "It would so honor me to enjoy all your hospitallities, milady," I let the last words hang in the air with a darkened pall. My mind racing over what evils I can have with this nubile young creature who flees her innocence so. The tales I had heard are far inadequate for the truth! I shall have to hire a bard to sing the truth in every corner of chrisendom to share my bounty with me. I blot that thought from my mind, why should I share this treat with any others? What a fool I have been to think such things?!? I laugh at my own stupidity as I withdraw fro her quickly and stand.

"Milady," I say offering her my falling member, "would you be so kind as to assist me to assist you?"
 
*Startled at seeing the red blood stains, eyes widening in shock, crying out in horror*
Ohh My sweet saint Bridget..what have I done?!?

*Eyes swelling with tears, as he sits there an laughs. His eyes are warm and inviting, his laugh is conforting as it fills the air, but the pain and pleasure still swims in my head, and the sight of the blood before me fills me with shock and amazement. Whispering out and clutching the sheets to my chin*
What have I done?!?

*Looking around the room in panic, he gets up to stand by the bed and asks for assistance. Looking up at him with eyes as a helpless rabbit about to be run thru. Biting my lip.. quivering with fear for a moment, looking around at the torn dress, looking at even your blood stained member, soaked in my newly found passion. Feelings stirred in my heart and I wished for Cassandra, for now I didn't know what to do. Whispering out.*

I..I amm sorry my lorrd.. forgiivee me.. I i..i.. I'm not sure what you would have me do... and I'm not suure.. what I've done..
 
Cassandra

*As the waves of the orgasm roll over me, I open my eyes to look through the window. Ah, she is enjoying herself. Good. If she attains a full measure of pleasure, she will forget the pain and shock. I reach down and caress the head of the footman who is so ably performing his duties for me. I smile tenderly, and look up to the show in front of me just in time to see the finish, and a shocked look on Shaiya's face. Oh, no. Must deal with this right away.

Sending the footman away with a pat to his ass, I tell him to go and find Cheri, the maid. She was always up for a little tumble, and would be more than happy to deal with the raging erection I was leaving him with. With a sad look over his shoulder, he leaves to find Cheri, and I re-enter my room, only to exit and go toward Shaiya's room. I take a calming breath before opening her door.

"Shaiya, where are y...oh! What have we here? Shaiya? Are you alright? What is this man doing here? He didn't...Did he...Oh my...Sir, I think you were laboring under a misunderstanding. I think you were perhaps looking for me when you found our new Lady here. "

*Looking down at Shaiya, the shambles of a dress, and the blood and seed mixed on the now deflating penis of the handsome German, I sigh.*

"Looks like the deed is done, and I didn't even get to be a part of it. I was so looking forward to it, too. Oh well, that can't be changed."

*Walking over to Shaiya, I can't resist a caress to the naked and well formed ass of Frederick as I pass. Sitting down on the bed, I caress Shaiya's shoulder and kiss her on the ear.*

"Would you mind very much sharing your new treat with me, Shaiya? Now that you know how wonderful having a man fill you up is, there is no reason to stop, now, is there?"
 
*Hearing the door creek open nearly fills me with terror. Cassandra's warm voice, and easy nature dominated my senses, and I was soo glad to have her here again with me. Clutching her to me in terror. Easing a bit as she casually explains the mix up in women. Her words of deeds confuse me. Stammering out*
Have you lost your senses a part of it? A part of what?!?

*leaning completely into Cassandra's shoulders, sighing warmly as your lips caress my ear. Your words are soft and comforting, their meaning strikes like lightening*
Are you mad? Share my friend?
*eyes widen in shock.. the narrow in confusion. Curiosity overtaking my face*

Well.. there was a lot of heat and pleasure that I wouldn't mind enjoying again... but you said it didn't hurt, is it going to hurt again?

*gazing over at Frederick... then glancing around, and moving to the basin. Washing his unfortuneately sad member, treating it with care, and then after making sure it was all clean leaning my mouth to it. Plunging down on him and then sucking up. Turning to Cassandra, releasing his shaft softly*

And he does do a remarkable size, not quite the same as this afternoon, just a bit thicker, and a couple thumbs longer. You should really try it.
*Taking his shaft in my hands, stroking it and offering it to Cassandra.*
 
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Cassandra

*I look into Frederick's face. I can see confusion in his eyes. Ah, a man who doesn't quite know what to think. My favorite kind. I smile secretly to myself. There is nothing like keeping a person off balance. Gives you all the control in a situation.

Looking at Shaiya, I see that she has recovered from the shock. Hearing her question, I am amazed. Do they teach their women nothing at all in England? Well, I have had to hold her hand through every other step, may as well with this one as well.*

"Shaiya, what you felt was the loss of your virginity. Not a loss I would mourn too dearly, as it is highly over rated in my opinion. No, sweet, it will not hurt again. Well, not in that way, and not unless you wish it to."

*Looking at Frederick, I give him a wink. Seeing her investigating her new found knowledge with tricks she had practiced before on Patrick, and then offering him to me, I smile, and crook my finger at her, bringing her face and mine to just above the quickly hardening penis. I trace my tongue around her lips, allowing it to glide across the head of Frederick's penis at the same time. I hear his quick intake of breath, and smile inside. Men are so easy sometimes. I can see that she grasps my game immediately, and our tongues duel with each other, only occasionally coming into contact with the penis so close to the two of us. Lifting my head slightly to look into her eyes, I see the passion building within her once again.*
 
Frederick

The tingle of not one luscious tongue, but two sweet oral appendages gliding, flicking, licking, and tasting my manhood brings me to extreme attention. My skin stretcing to the point of bursting with a thunderous rush of blood that leaves my mind reeling from lack of air. My mind left me as these twin demonesses sipped at my shaft.

My hands flew to the backs of two heads, ten fingers gathered up two fistfulls of hair. I pressed them into a passionate kiss, interupted by my shaft. My purpled head jutting out of the corner of two mouths. Four rows of teeth gently nip. Two tongues duel to the death. I roar unintelligeably, overcome with lust.

Having lost all control over my body and soul to these sirens nad the moment of pleasure that has swept me to an earthly heaven. I push my hips forward, running my blade through two mouths. Gliding back as they increase the passion of their kiss, I feel the liquid fire burning in my loins like a Vessuvious under their expert ministrations.

Looking down I see Lady Shaiya twirling her counterpart's nipple between a figner and thumb. Cassandra had reached across to Shaiya's recently ruptured quim to explore with fleeting fingers. I feel two hands, both clawing at my ass cheeks. Pulling me towards their heated kiss.

I feel my eyes rolling back in my head. My vision becoming a blur of the pleasures of sin. A willing captive of these two enchanting highborn harlots. The only conscious thought that manages to penetrate my lust clouded mind, 'I shall have to hire bards to sing of the iron shielded purity and stoic virtue of the modest ladies of this house and defame those who spread such viscious lies about the ladies here.' I would hate to stand in line at my next stay, afterall.

The room is flooded with the heat of bodies and moans of lust. I struggle valiantly to restrain my building erruption, savoring the feel of those lips, those tongues, those teeth. Then suddenly my eyes pop wide and a surprised gasp escapes my lips as a slender finger stabs at my anus...
 
Cassandra

*I hear the tall stranger gasp as my fingers start to explore other areas of his body. I lift my head from the game I have been playing with Shaiya, and give him a wicked smile. Standing, I first remove my clothing, everything except my stockings and slippers. I then go to a chest by the mirror and take out a small velvet bag move to stand behind him. Lifting my breasts, I rup them along his back, feeling the muscles ripple under my rock hard nipples. I slowly lower myself, rubbing against him with every movement, until I am kneeling behind him, his anus just in front of me. With both of my hands, I spread the cheeks of his ass, looking at the puckered rose that is revealed. Looking around his hip, I smile at Shaiya, seeing that she is continuing to enjoy herself.

Looking again at the treasure in front of me, I first kiss each cheek, and then draw my tongue along his skin until it reaches the puckered skin. I feel his muscles tighten instinctively, but continue to run my tongue along the flesh. As Shaiya is continuing with her play with his penis, it doesn't take long before he again relaxes into the passions begining to overwhelm him. The muscles around his anus begin to relax under my ministrations. Reaching into the velvet bag, I find a small jar filled with cream. Opening it, I stick my finger into the cream and spread some onto his anus. Taking my finger, I begin to rub slowly, and when the muscles release enough for my finger to easily enter, I slip another one in, lubricating my fingers with more of the cream as I do so. I continue to do this until his anus muscles have relaxed sufficiently, and then I remove my hand, leaning to continue the attention my hand had been giving, only with my mouth and tongue.

Reaching with both hands, I find the toy within by touch, familiar enough with it to be able to put it on without being able to see what I am doing. I draw the leather, with the satin lining to protect my tender skin, around my waist and buckle it securely. The phallus attached to it is now directly in front of me, and wicked thoughts enter my mind as I realize that neither person knows what is about to happen.

Taking both hands, I lubricate two fingers on both hands liberally with the cream and, sitting back, begin to prepare the anus in front of me for my entrance. I lubricate the tunnel that is appearing as much as I am able to, and also apply some of the cream to the phallus. Wiping the cream from my hands onto the velvet, I look to Shaiya and say:*

Sweet one, if you will get onto your knees, I am sure that this raging stallion would be more than willing to initiate you into one of the more pleasurable positions of coitus. There is nothing to compare to the feelings that a man with good traction behind you can generate. You would be willing to do that for her, wouldln't you, pet?

*I run my fingernails down the neck that is before me, feeling the shivers run through him as I do so. I smile to myself, anticipation for the coming surprise for him rushing through my blood.*
 
*Kissing and playing with Cassandra's toungue, mood quickly changing to curiosity and then to aniticipation. As Cassandra's toungue moves away, I suck all of his shaft into me. Plunging, and pressing, moving, rocking forcing your shaft deep down my throat.
His thrusts matching her fingers as she rubs and explores his secret doors. Plunging and sliding my lips around him, flicking my toungue, sucking up and rubbing with my teeth. Plunging him to the back of my throat and swallowing hard. Sucking and moving, pressing, pushing, anticipation growing. Playing with the feel filling my mouth, the taste overwhelming my senses, and the sounds of his moans like music to my ears.
Hearing Cassandra's words about more pleasure. Eyes widening softly, then plunging once more all the way down, swallowing, and sucking hard up once. Releasing his shaft, and then turning around. Offering him my ass, letting my hair fall across my face. Looking back over my shoulder as Cassandra is behind him.*

I think I would enjoy that a lot. I want to explore more of these sensations.
 
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