Her Lady In Waiting Pt 02

This is a direct sequel! If you're wanting a little more to get you hot, consider reading part 1 on my works library :)

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Clove laid on her side, exciting her skin by tracing fingers along her curves - while Princess Persina searched her belongings for the perfect oil to anoint her future lady on waiting with. She took care to lean forward and arch her back, just so her patient lover had something to enjoy while she scoured. Every now and then, she'd be distracted by her search to swap a glance with her through the generous mirror that adorned her vanity.

Clove watched the Princess' sex reveal itself to her from across the room, peeking out as her majesty flaunted it, pinched between her thighs. The chambermaid felt a pulse of heat between her own and a slight tingle on her breast. When Sina perched her knee up on the table, the petals of her labia spreading, Clove brushed her fingertips over her nipple, stiffening even more at the touch.

Sina lifted herself up onto the vanity to reach for a box, perched on a shelf above the mirror, "Princess, please, let me-" Clove started as she sat up. Sina, not turning to address her responded firmly, "You just stay there for me. I won't be much longer,"

Clove heard the smirk in her voice and reclined in a new position, still somewhat upright. From this angle, she could better see Sina's naked breasts responding to the stretch of her arms, watching them shift back into their natural position as they obtained what she was looking for. Clove wanted to feel them in her hands again, weigh up their gentle heft as they palmed at each taupe mauve nipple and feel them harden as she did so - just as she'd done in the bath.

She recalled the tiny resonance that rang through the room as the Princess bit back a moan, feeling her breath shudder as she traced the tip of her tongue around an areola, perhaps just a shy larger than the circumference of a 50 drake coin - Placing a hand along her chest to calm her breathing.

The thought of it sent a little tremble through her body. Sina, watching her through the mirror smiled at the sight of her delight. She kneeled on the vanity top as she picked through the contents of the box,

"And what might you be thinking about?"

"The bath," Clove admitted with a giddy shyness,

"Which part?" Sina's mind flooded with every moment of the handful of memories they shared in it.

One of her personal favourites was attending to Clove with her mouth and fingers as she sat on the unpolished marble ledge, knees up and spread apart - gently brushing the pad of her thumb over the hood of her clit, regarding the blushing chambermaid with deep curiosity as she dared to taste the glassy bead of wetness at the base of her sex. How Clove inched herself forward and leaned back to offer her more. That thought in particular made her skin prick.

Finally finding the right oil, Sina hopped off the table and skipped to her bedside to excitedly show Clove, "Look! This is coconut oil!" The milky white substance was solid in the jar, only a near negligible amount of melted liquid rolled around at the bottom, "Emmeline brought it back for me as a gift from the tropics," Clove was shocked,

"We can't use this! It's far too special,"

"I want to use it."

Sina felt each word in her mouth, and Clove heard it. Gaze cast downwards, a bashful grin grew on her face as she nodded. Giddy again, Sina grabbed her lover's face and planted a warm kiss upon her lips. Closing her eyes, Clove let the Princess topple her back onto the mattress, feeling her hands slide over clean, smooth skin as Sina's weight began to melt into her own.

Their kissing grew heavier and heavier until Clove had to gasp to get her breath back. Sina clambered for the jar and twisted the lid off. Clove raised herself up, wanting to give her lover more, but was promptly pushed down and straddled as the Princess scraped a generous amount of hardened oil on her fingertips and began to work it into the skin - Down Clove's sternum, between her breasts, down to where her own thighs met the body beneath her. Luxuriating in the feeling of the slickness between their touch and the look on Clove's face, she pushed her hands over the lady's stomach and sides of the ribcage. Finally, at long last, she smoothed the coconut oil on her hands over the laid-out breasts, rubbing any would-be friction away, and fiddling her nipples, making Clove gasp. The Princess' eyes glowed at the sight, candlelight reflecting off her oily tits.

Remarking at her reaction, Sina continued to rub, keeping a slight space between her fingers, using a similar motion she might use on her own clit when trying to tease herself. Startled by how sensitive they were, Clove gasped again and tried to keep her breathing steady, feeling Sina's sex grow wet and begin to drool over her navel. She bit her lip and Sina switched to rolling and pinching, then rubbing again, revelling in the touch,

"MmMm." Clove couldn't stop herself. The excitement kept on climbing and announced itself,

"Do you like it?" Sina asked, loading up more coconut oil onto her hands,

"Mm..."

"Words, my sweet," she begins to smear the oil on her own skin, faster than she did Cloves, playing with her own nipples after sufficiently lubricating her front.

Keeping her voice low, she continued, "Please use them for me,"

"Yes," she whispered, involuntarily squeezing her legs together,

"I like it too,"

Sina leans forward, letting her breasts hover over Clove's mouth. Eager, she craned her head up, feeling the pert nipples tickle her tongue before latching her lips onto the skin and sucking - The excitement pounded through her body as the tip of her tongue, already so sensitive, played with each nipple until Sina pulled away to pressed onto her.

The pressure felt good. Stomachs and tits slid against each other as they kissed and grabbed at each other. Breaking away again, Sina sighed, "Rub some on my ass," And Clove obliged. Squeezing at her plush seat cushion, feeling it slip in and out of her grasp, and rubbing some of the excess up to her lower back and backs of her thighs.

They moaned into each other's mouths, still cautious of their volume lest their love be heard down the castle halls, but unable to stop them from coming forth. Clove's legs began to part, making way to rub her toes against her Princess' oiled-up rear, and urging their hips to align further. Breaking into short, sharp kisses, Sina reels back and repositions herself.

She sits back and drapes a leg over the crux of a hip, sliding herself closer til their sexes almost touch. Not wasting a second on anticipation, Sina slathers more coconut oil directly onto Clove's pussy, making her throw her head back and scream a silent "FFUCK!" towards the ceiling.

She bucked her hips to help Sina spread the lube, letting slip a whimper when she stopped to tongue her fingers.

Clove had the musk of a savoury lychee blossoming out of her and the taste made Sina want more. Hooking her leg over Clove's spare, she held onto her knee and the apex of their legs touched. Gingerly at first, the threat of pleasure made them both a little coy, until the burning, teasing tingles became too much to bear - And they grabbed onto each other, pushed against the bed, to relieve the delirium-inducing pressure.

A firm wet grind made both of their hips twitch as they shuddered against this new sensation: Their first kiss, at least in this sense.

Twisting into more suited positions for each of their clits, they found a steady rhythm to rock against as they got drunk on the lewdness of their act. The sound of slimy wet folds slapping against each other only fuelled their lust as they both gripped onto all the sounds their throats wanted to make. After some sensitivity was gently pounded out of them both, Clove pulled back to rub some back into her clit. Following suit, Sina did the same, biting her lip at the sight of it all. Gentle panting filled the air again as Clove continued to rub faster. Knowing what was coming, Sina sank back down and raised a knee as she continued to follow her lover's lead. Watching her rapidly pat the underside of her clit as her eyes began to roll, Sina inched closer and pressed harder on her own love button.

Feeling the nerves in the soles of her feet twinkle with pleasure, the end came for Clove gently, then all at once - Clenching her toes, and drawing her knees back. The sight of Clove in the early throws of it prompted her to force her own orgasm, so they could finish together and kiss once more at the peak.

Legs twitching uncontrollably, Sina had to grip onto Clove's hip and stomach to be able to keep their convulsing cunts together,

"FffuuuuuuUuUuUuccccckkk" Clove hissed out as Sina looked on in amazement.

She had never seen her cum that hard. She hoped it wouldn't be the last. Not getting the same release, Sina would've quite liked to load more coconut oil up on her fingers and try to evoke the same pleasure out of her hole but...

Seeing Clove bask in the afterglow and dimming candlelight, twitching every now and then to purge the last dregs of pleasure out, she knew better than to ask her to spend more. Lapsing in the break, taking the opportunity to calm down together, Sina stayed upright, giving Clove gentle strokes to bring her back to earth as she got her own breath returned,

"Wow..." Clove muttered as she closed her eyes and gave a tired smile,

"... Wow," Sina chimed back.

...

"I should get dressed..."

"No... Stay here tonight. It'll be alright."

"But what if someone else comes to bring you breakfast?"

"... I'll open the curtains. So the sun wakes us early..."

Clove sighed in good humour and grinned, "So I can fetch your breakfast in yesterday's garments?"

"Perhaps we can't help that... But we'll share it... Eat it here, together?"

"Amongst other things, perchance?"

"Maybe just..."

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