She slept immediately and once more the dream flooded back into her receptive, sleeping mind.
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The next day the knights had rode off before sunrise and had been gone all day. When they had returned there was no sign from the red knight that anything had changed for him - he was good humoured and boisterous of course, but paid her no more attention than the others, so it was with some disappointment that she went to her bed alone and feeling neglected.
When the laughter and bragging about the day's action had subsided and she had imagined each knight going to his bedroom alone she was about to surrender to sleep when once again she had heard footsteps.
The cover had been pulled back gently this time and there was no urgency as a cool muscular body slid alongside hers.
She had peered in the dim glow of a flickering candle and her ears had strained to recognise the sounds of her companion from the previous night but when he eventually spoke she gasped. He had said simply "I am Blue".
His approach had been strong but gentle and his hands had moved slowly to give her pleasure. When his body was between her legs he had softly kissed her neck, her shoulders, breasts and belly. He had moved his body down and let his tongue trail towards her sex.
His lips had formed a seal with her cunt lips and his face had moved between her thighs. His tongue had wriggled and probed between the swollen lips of her sex and he had learned where she enjoyed his touch and where it drove her wild as his tongue slipped, smooth, warm and wet over her skin.
The Blue Knight had not been content with a fast and furious fuck .. with allowing their passion to drive them ever forward. He paused sometimes and let her ardour subside before bringing her to a crest once more. Even when she had clenched her whole body in response to his caring touches, kisses and caresses, he had not pushed in hard to take his pleasure. He had given her climax after climax until the exhaustion almost overcame the desire she had for more of him - but then he had slipped his cock deep into her waiting cunt and slowly, tenderly made love to her.
She had felt him grow stiff and swell within her as her final orgasm wrung the last drop of strength from her .. and she collapsed to sleep with his cock still within her.
On her dreams the time flowed .... and once again she felt her body stirring.
On the third night jane had not been ready for sleep when she went to bed. Her mind was full of memories of the previous two nights and the things that had been done to her. The amazing feelings that the visitors to her bed had stirred in her : the first night full of animal passion and raw energy ; the second slowly reaching every nerve ending in her body as she was skilfully brought to one climax after another reaching places in her head that she had never been before.
But on this third night there had been no footsteps, no knight coming to use her. She had lain awake for what seemed like hours until sleep claimed her.
She had slept well though and soundly until the first rays of dawn found their way past the heavy curtains to light up the wall and she heard the sound of the birds outside. Then she had heard the footsteps.
She had sat up with a start and looked to the door but before her eyes could focus her nightgown had been pulled from her, her head had been captured by a pair of firm hands and her mouth had been covered with another's lips. A tongue had snaked between her lips and seemed to dance with her tongue, filling her with sensations of warm, slippery movement. The hands had gripped her hair and fingers had stroked through it. Those hands had moved down her arms, gripping her and turning her, laying her down and pinning her to the bed. Then the mouth that had kissed deeply at hers moved swiftly down and she felt lips and teeth around her left nipple. She could only lay and gasp as her body was manipulated by her visitor but she recognised one thing immediately - that this was neither blue or red. Suddenly she had felt a head beside hers again and he had whispered "I am Green" before moving again to her body.
The sensations she had felt that morning were once again like no others she had experienced : She was held but there was no brute force involved ; His supple body moved on her and his limbs surrounded her with constant new sensations ; She was probed deep and thoroughly but did not even think of resisting.
His lips and tongue had been fast and light, leaving each part of her as soon as the nerves responded to his skills as a lover. She had felt and heard herself become a sensual woman in his arms. It had felt like that she was opening up every part of herself to his light and warmth and accepting everything that he did to her as the most wonderful things that a woman could experience.
This time there had not been a flood of orgasms though she had felt a flood at her loins. The juices from her sex had flowed as never before covering first his lips and face, then his fingers and hands and then his stiff and springy cock with a slippery coating of her own nectar. The feelings in her body had ebbed and flowed in moments but had also continued to grow in her, filling her mind as he filled her body.
