Mia was new to the household. She had quickly become acquainted with the protocols and procedures of the household but having quickly been whisked to the top of the house to serve the Prince, for she was to be the new "gem" the Prince meant to keep hidden, she had not had the fortune or be it misfortune to experience the seedier side of the household inner workings.
She knew when she heard the lower level commotion that the Prince was home and soon would be entering her inner sanctum where she had been placed until her time was at hand.
Mia knew her place and knew if she wanted to continue her placement in the house as the new favorite her performance must be exemplary for she had no desire at this time to end up a Scullery or cooking maid that had to answer to the depraved designs of the lead cook, Mr. Robbins, or the head maid, Mrs. Bowen, and her renowned switch. She had already heard that Mr. Robbins prefers his maids to run the kitchen naked and open to whatever punish he felt they deserved at the time without so much as a by your leave. Mrs. Bowen and her switch...well that we can leave for another time.
The doorknob turned and he entered only a robe adorning his figure...his hooded gaze finding her instantly in the half light of the room. "So Mia, that's it right? Stand and remove your clothing...let us see what we have. Shall we?"
Anticipation ran along every bone in my body as I shed my silk robe. I was sure to slowly run my fingers across my most intimate areas of my anatomy to ensure the prince's consideration. After the robe dropped, I saw admiration in his eyes as he beckoned me forward to kneel between his knees. As his eyes took in my beauty his hands moved to my shoulders and slowly slid down to cup my breasts as shivers of exciting sensations ran along my spine..."beautiful" was his only word as he continued his caresses. He leaned in to kiss my neck and in doing so his loosely tied robe came undone to allow me to glimpse his fully erect manhood.
I decided boldness would be my best move here as I grasped his lean thighs causing his robe to fully open and my breath caught as his physique was fully revealed to me...this would be worth everything to keep my place in his bed. I lowered my head to his turgid staff and wrapped my lips around the velvet fullness of him and worked some magic that I could tell by the tension of his thighs was doing just as I had planned.
"Enough" he roared as he rose to his full height before me and grabbed me by my arms to practically throw me upon the bed his robe completely leaving his shoulders in the process.
I watched him kneel over me his head descending to my chest and I watched hypnotically as his mouth took my swollen nipples into his mouth the warmth of his mouth creating sensations I had never felt before. He quickly spread my l legs and I felt his hands slowly work their way closer and closer to my moist center. By the time he finally dipped one finger into my honey pot I was already wet and trembling for more.
I saw a flicker of a smile on his face as he spread my thighs even further and entered me to the hilt the fullness of him making me gasp. He moved slowly at first letting me feel the weight of him sliding in and out of my love channel, the heat between us rising as I clutched his shoulders trying to keep my precarious purchase on the narrow precipice I was about to go over. He was not finished with me yet as he withdrew and turned me so I was kneeling on the bed...he entered again quickly and pumped ferociously in and out. His hand slid round and into my wet curls and as his hand found and caressed my wet nub to hardness I felt vibrating sensations that even if I wanted to suppress I would not be able to stop. I saw stars and my toes went numb as my body melted into his into the most amazing orgasm I had ever felt. I felt him shudder and it was followed quickly by his own pulsating release.
He rolled us to the side and as we lay there silently my thoughts turned to the enjoyment and pleasure I had felt at this man's hands. It was something I definitely would not tire of soon and could not wait to have more experiences but I still had to pass the test to know if he would keep me...at least for a time.
It got quiet in that room as I barely dared to breathe waiting for some response from a man I was now deeming "my Prince." He stood then and quickly donned his robe. My heart stopped in fear of him leaving without so much as a word.
At the door he turned, not fully looking but his hooded gaze held something I could not quite recognize or decipher. "You will do Mia, you'll do."
And then he was gone and as I lay there smiling, I knew that the many more adventures were mine to be had I only had to make them happen.
GAME NIGHT! PART 2
I was amazed at all the masculine hardness that surrounded me. I knew that I had to try to pretend a certain amount of indifference to both The blond Angel and black as sin Devil in order to retain my place in my Prince's bed. On the other hand though it was almost impossible not to reach out to touch all the bronze flesh before me.
Devil took the lead in my instruction as he grasped my arm to lead me up on all fours upon the chaise. He nodded to Angel who once again grinned and, moving to my head, presented himself for my attention. Behind lowered lids I stole a glance at my Prince and I prayed for a successful showing as I took a deep breath and with my mouth started a slow and sensual tasting of Angel's protruding love stick. I tasted slightly running my tongue up and down the length of him recognizing and feeling the jumps and twitches as he felt my hot yet tender caresses. I then rounded my lips over all of him and slowly took him into my mouth. His hands grabbed my shoulders due to needing some support to stay upright from the sensations I knew he was experiencing. He quickly moved his hands to caress my breast causing more erotic sensations to flare inside me. I worked slowly, magnificently trying my best to fully receive him into my mouth. I sucked and slid up and down his staff reveling in the feel of his pulsating length.
Devil had done little but watch until now but as soon as my rhythm was set I felt him walk up behind me and caress my derrière. His hand hot and shifting, smoothing and spreading the skin giving him a great view of my already swollen and aching clit. His fingers tilted and amazingly he found a way to continue to rub my butt while slowly making small shifting caresses over the heart of me. I felt my juices begin to stir my warmth rising as he slowly spent less and less time outside with my rounded bottom and delved directly into my wet heat. I felt spasms as I moistened for him and he groaned softly as two long fingers entered me, my canal wrapping around him.
Angel before me was starting to pump harder and I felt his shaft swell to near impossible magnitude and simultaneously I felt Devil remove his fingers and replace them with his long thick member. He buried himself to the hilt my wet canal more than ready for him. He groaned softly and started pumping and I matched my movements to his causing a perfect rhythm between Devil's pumping and my ministrations to Angel's shaft. Devil slid in and out fiercely letting me feel every move, every vibration of his masterful member. I started to climax as I felt the liquid heat and tasted the saltiness of Angel's oncoming release. I drank my fill as I felt Devil explode inside me his groan of ultimate pleasure giving me more satisfaction than I knew I could allow to be seen by my master.
As we collapsed on the chaise a mixture of arms and legs I wanted to reach out and touch my fine virile partners. Devil and his dark and brooding looks and Angel with his light and easy going persona. I wanted...oh how I wanted. There was much more I could do with these two but I treasured my place in the Prince's bed so as we slowly disentangled I rose from the chase with head lowered awaiting his command.
Both Devil and Angel quickly dressed. The Prince smiled to himself a sure sign I had pleased him well. He nodded and I left the room. Many maids waited there with a dressing gown and as I was whisked back to my chambers I felt a small sadness that I may never see those two again. They were perfect specimens that any woman would want repeatedly. I felt there was much more I could get from them. I would just have to hope my prince allowed another assignation very soon.
STABLE HANDS
I had had enough. It had been four weeks. Normally I am reserved and understanding but a trip the Prince had took which supposedly was only going to take a fortnight had now taken a month. I understand the Prince has business abroad and needs to further his alliances with other countries but what's a girl to do lounging away in her room all day and night without any sort of exercise and endless bon bons, she's bound to get fat. Well I did it. I escaped probably against my better judgment as I would not want to anger my prince but hopefully, I can slip out and enjoy some fresh air and get back before anyone notices my absence.
I was walking along the paths making my way toward the stables. As a young girl, I loved the smell of hay and horses. As I approached, I heard noises coming from the stable that were most certainly not horses. I sidled up to the partially opened doors and before me was a stable boy and a girl. Both young and most attractive. She had red hair, a bit mousy in style and pulled back in a ponytail, but attractive...she was clothed in our servants livery. I figured she must be one of the house maids. I wonder what she is doing so far from the palace. The stable boy, wow he was impressive, tall and thin but with strong muscles in his thighs and arms. Definitely accustomed to the grueling work one needed to do in the stables. His black breeches molded nice round buttocks and thighs that had most likely spent many hours riding and training the Prince's horses.