Princess Who? ~Closed~


Philip tried to offer an encouraging "Good!" to spur her increased motion on, but all he could manage was a terse "Guuuhhh!" After a seemingly interminable buil-up, Madi was finally fucking him instead of just teasing him. He would have preferred she pistoned her hips more forcefully, but at least she was providing sufficient stimulation to satisfy his libido.

A series of inarticulate grunts followed as she maintained this quickened pace and he felt the long simmering orgasm begin to boil over. His heavy cock throbbed with every heartbeat as it slid along her tight walls. He focused his gaze on her bountiful breasts as they jiggle maniacally with her every gyrating.

His climax hit hard, making his entire body tense and lift his hips and her off the bed below. A wordless, guttural cry left his lips as he felt a molten torrent of his cum sear its way up the length of his cock and fountain out into Madi's delightful depths.
 
Madi was not quite certain what 'Guuuuuuhhhh' meant, she could only guess it meant good. It did sound like good. This of course, kept her at the pace she was at. Not too fast but not extremely slow either. It felt good, this time. It didn't feel like she was being forced. Though the roughness did add a bit of....

Well, that she wasn't quite certain about. She felt his cock throb deep within her as it had the first time which meant he was going to have his release once more. Her breathing quickened at just the mere thought. Her breasts bounced hard against her ribcage with each increased gyration.

She squealed loudly and had to cover her lips, lest anyone hear their actions. Her juices flowed down his cock as she bit her lip hard to keep from crying out once more as his cum began explode within her. Finally, with a loud sigh she collapsed on top of Phillip.
 

Philip lay still for several minutes, enjoying the weight of Madi atop him. He particularly liked the soft pillows of her breasts as they pressed into his chest. He could feel her nipples drag across his pectorals with every breath.

When his heartbeat had slowed to something approaching normal, he at last spoke. "Thank you, Madi. I haven't had such a pleasurable experience in ages. You were truly magnificent."

He let his hands rest on her lower back, gently tracing patterns across her warm skin. "Tell me, Madi. Did you enjoy it as well?"

The words sounded a bit odd to his ear for reasons initially inexplicable. Then Philip realized he'd never before been particularly curious about what the woman had thought. Yet for some reason, it seemed somehow important that Madi take pleasure as well as provide it.

 
Madi still lay on Phillips chest, listening to his heart beat move to a more normal speed. She blushed as he thanked her. She did not understand why he thanked her so. She was but a mere servant while he was a prince.

"N-no, your highness. Tis I who should be thanking you. For it is..." Madi blushed, "It is an honor to please you.."

Her blush deepened even more so. "I..." sht stammered, once more and then nodded, unable to find her voice. She did not think it would matter if she enjoyed it. Did it? Could he possibly...

No. He was a prince. He was not permitted to care. "I--I should go and finish my chores." She whispered, not wanting to stay and fool herself into thinking this was more than just sexual gratification for the prince.
 
"It is an honor to please you.."

Philip chuckled at her kind words. "Careful, Madi. Such compliments might earn you another session." She seemed so sincerely pleased to have him inside her that he found himself wanting to please her still further.

Alas, his flesh was unresponsive. That after such vigorous, extended coupling he could even entertain the notion of still more was a testament to how much he enjoyed her touch. But even her inspiring beauty could not immediately rouse his libido for another encore. He'd need a decent rest before he could manage more.


"I--I should go and finishmy chores."

Philip sighed. "I would gladly lay here longer with you, Madi, but I do not wish to delay you from attending to your duties. Your services are not mine alone to command, so I would not have you neglect your responsibilities on my account."

He brought his lips to hers and kissed her slowly. When their oral embrace ended, he whispered, "I shall eagerly await our next encounter."
 
"Careful, Madi. Such compliments might earn you another session."

Madi blushed and looked down, still feeling slightly embarassed. She said naught a word as she waited for his permission to leave. This was not what she'd been planning for the night. She had planned to give drink to the prince then settle in her nice warm bed and read a Jane Austen novel.

Though, this surely was more exciting and more pleasureable then a novel.

"I would gladly lay here longer with you, Madi, but I do not wish to delay you from attending to your duties. Your services are not mine alone to command, so I would not have you neglect your responsibilities on my account."


Her blush deepened even more so right before he stole a kiss. It was slow, sensual and ever so pleasant. Madi definitely couldn't say she had anything to complain about; for she did not.

As he bid her good night, she slowly moved off of him, pulling his manhood from her inner core and then dressed, despite the pain she felt in her body. Once dressed, she curtsied and then departed from the room, closing the door behind her, she smiled slowly before retreating to the servant quarters.
 

Philip drifted off not long after the maid had departed. Madi had drawn rather heavily upon his this night, so sleep claimed him easily. His dreams, however, proved rather curious. Rather than seeing her in her simple servant attire, her dream form approached him in a long blue dress that shimmered of the finest fabrics.

He awoke the next morning feeling more relaxed than he had in months. His odd dreams aside, he couldn't envision a more restful sleep than that he had just experienced. Surely Madi was due no little credit for it.

Just thinking of her sent a pleasing warmth to his groin. He found himself mildly surprised at the strength of the reaction. Such an energetic romp would normally sate his desire for a few days, but he found himself eagerly contemplating his next encounter with the young maid.

Philip clambered out of bed and dressed. Nothing of note occupied this morning's agenda that he could recall. Time for a leisurely breakfast while he contemplated how best to spend his day.
 
That evening, when Madi had drifted off to sleep. It was a deep sleep. Her dreams were blank for the most, in fact she wouldn't have called them dreams. It was just empty. That was how her sleep started, it wasn't until it was early morning that she began to dream.

"Ah, there you are." the old man said. He was a very regal man, "I've been looking everywhere for you daughter. We have finally found your betrothed. He will be perfect for you..."

The dream did not go past that moment though. Instead, she woke and looked about. Everyone else was awake and getting on with their chores. She stretched and got dressed and prepared to do her chores.

It included mainly helping out in the kitchen since the prince had insisted that she not be used for hard labor. That evening, she was to serve dinner. This made her slightly nervous due to what had transpired between her and the prince but she would not let that daunt her.

 
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