Before she realized it, Luke pulled her forward, while the doppelganger entered from behind. Both of their hard rods rubbed together as they push inside her. Amilea screamed out in ecstasy, digging her nails into Luke's shoulders. Without warning, Amilea's body begin moving forward and back, bouncing on top both of them. She screams louder and loud, her sweet sweat dripping down onto Luke's chest. Faster and faster she goes until both Luke's grab her hips, plugging deeper inside, filling her with their sticky mess. It drips out around their rods, Amilea's body shakes uncontrollably as the doppelganger begins to pull out. As he does, more of the sticky mess starts pouring out between her lips and Luke's rod. Amilea collapses on top on Luke, her heart pounding on her ears. The doppelganger disappears, having fulfilled his purpose.
Luke and Amilea lay there for a moments catching their breath, their parts still intertwined with one another. Luke moves her messy hair from her sweat covered forehead, kissing it softly. She leans up, kissing him deeply. Luke runs his fingers down her back, tickling her softly. "So... Was that what you wanted...?" He smiled coyfully. Amilea sat up, smiling down at him. "Actually, yes... But are you too tired to continue...? Because I could keep going..." She leans back, touching herself and rocking her hips with him still inside. He smiles, looking up at her naked, sweaty body. He takes one of her hands, kissing it softly. "I've got plenty more energy for you, love."
He leans up kissing her passionately. Then snaps his fingers, magically producing a small, smooth cylinder looking device. Amilea pulls back trying to figure out what this thing is. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy this." Luke places it on her spot, and twists the end. All of the sudden, it begins to vibrate, teasing her intensely. She begins to moan loudly, swaying her hips back and forth against it. Luke moans loudly, feeling himself get more and more excited watching her enjoy herself. He grabs her hips, rolling them even faster. He reaches up, grabbing one of her breast and squeezing it gently.
As he does, Amilea pulls his hand up, sucking on one of his fingers. He grabs her hair from behind her head, pulling her down and shoving his tongue deep inside her mouth, twisting it about, while he begins to push himself in her faster and faster. As their bodies bounce against the bed, Amilea feels her let go and release her excited all over his member, pushing out more of the mess left behind from the previous entry. She lifts up bouncing up and down on top of him, as the small rod vibrates against her.
As Luke watches her, he looks out the door, seeing the balcony, and the stars and moon. Suddenly he has an idea. "Hold onto me." Amilea wraps her arms around his neck as he picks her up by her knees, keeping himself inside. He carries her to the balcony. Lowering one leg slowly, he grabs the small rod, and tosses it back toward the bed. He rests the other leg on the railing and continues ramming himself into her. Amilea grips the railing as she leans back. Luke holds her back with one hand, pulling her hips in with the other. He kisses her sweetly before leaning in and biting her neck, sucking on her skin. She moans loudly as the wet sounds of him thrusting against her echoes out into the night.
He lowers the other legs and pulls out. As he turns her around, he reenters her, bending her over the railing. Amilea grips the metal railing, screaming out in passion. Luke continues thrusting in her, her juices dripping down both their legs. Luke reaches up, groping one of her breasts, while the other hand toys with her spot down below. Amilea's body starts shaking from excitement, twisting and shaking. "Don't worry, my love, I'm almost there. Just hold on a little while longer." Luke whispering in her ear, kissing the lobe softly.
He moves his hand around, lifting her leg up, hold in the air. He pulls her in deeper, pounding faster and faster. Until finally he pushes deeper in, holding himself there while he releases his excitement in her, simultaneously feeling her excitement escape from between her legs as well. The hot, sticky mess drip out of her lips and onto the stone floor of the balcony.
Luke kisses her passionately, pulling himself out and lowering her leg. He then picks her up and carries her into the bathroom placing her on the counter. He grabs a hand towel, wetting it, and begins wiping himself off, while starting a bath for Amilea. "Princess, your bath awaits." He picks her up, gently placing her in the hot water. He kisses her cheek, then goes to clean up her room. Exhausted, cleans herself up, her privates sensitive to touch.
Before she knows it, Luke has come back, sliding his hands down, touching her gently. She moans softly. "Luke, I don't think I can take much more." Luke flattens his hand over her parts, covering them. He gently kisses her forehead, "I know. Worth a shot though." He lifts Amilea out of the bath, wrapping a towel around her, and carries her to her newly remade bed. He tucks her in, as she falls asleep quickly. He kisses her softly, as he puts his pants back on. He smiles watching her sleep, before shimmering back to his own room, wondering what wonderfully naughty dreams she was having.
