My Princess: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  We didn’t have much time, and I wasn’t in the mood to waste any of it!

  I moved my hands up to Melody’s shirt and pulled it up again. Her bra was still loose, she hadn’t had time to get everything back in place before we hopped on the bus, and so when I pulled her shirt up under her armpits it exposed her tits quite nicely. I looked over to the guy staring at her to judge his reaction, and boy was it a good one. His eyes practically bugged out of his head. Sure he couldn’t see everything, the only light came from streetlights outside providing fitful illumination, but he could see enough and it looked like he liked what he was seeing.

  I wished I could see the expression on Melody’s face. I would’ve given good money to know how she was looking at him. Was she acting innocent? Embarrassed? Was she looking at him like a temptress? A forbidden seductress? All those thoughts ran through my head in rapid succession and I fucking loved all of them!

  Of course not being able to see her face meant that I could imagine whatever I wanted. Judging from the way that guy was staring he was enjoying everything he was seeing. Hell, I was enjoying the fuck out of it too. Something about watching him staring at her, knowing that he couldn’t have her even though he so obviously wanted her, had my cock throbbing.

  It seemed that she could feel my cock throbbing too. Things were about to get very interesting indeed.

  Melody did a little shimmy on my cock. Her tight perfect ass grinded against my dick and it was all I could do to keep control. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to keep control. I wanted to take her now, but it felt like something like that was impossible. I’d been lucky so far tonight, but I didn’t think I was going to be that fucking lucky.

  Unless, of course, I was going to be that fucking lucky.

  Melody reached down and sat up as she started working on my fly. I raised an eyebrow wondering what the hell she was up to but, again, it’s not like I could see her face to see what she was planning. Not that it particularly mattered since what her fingers were doing was making it pretty fucking obvious what she was up to. She fished out my cock and then finally she turned around and cocked an eyebrow. I could see the incredulous expression on her face clear in the occasional streetlights that moved past filtering into the bus.

  “What the hell are you waiting for?” she hissed.

  I licked my lips. Looked to the front of the bus. Was this really happening? I was having trouble believing it. I’d had some pretty wild sexual encounters in my day, but nothing came close to this. Fuck.

  Whatever. I was all about seizing the day. Particularly when the day involved an incredibly hot woman on top of me seizing my cock and pulling it out. There was no doubt what she wanted. The way she was pulling my cock up to point at her still covered pussy, the way I could feel her body panting and moving against mine, was proof enough of that.

  Who was I to deny such a perfect creature something that she so obviously wanted? If she wanted it then I was going to give it to her, if you get my drift.

  I reluctantly moved my hands down from her tits which exposed them. My eyes flashed to the guy sitting halfway up the bus who stared and licked his lips. Yeah, he was looking and he was liking. Meanwhile, against all reason, the bus driver was still ignoring everything going on behind him. The guy must’ve been a stickler for keeping his eyes on the road. Not that I was going to complain if it let me have this amazing experience!

  I unbuttoned Melody’s shorts. I actually started to tremble as I unbuttoned them and it took me a moment to regain control. This was everything I’d fantasized about since the first moment I laid eyes on her, and yet at the same time it all seemed so crazy. I’d never fucked in an area quite as public as this, and it was all hitting me at once.

  I’d certainly never fucked a girl with an audience before, though I was starting to warm up to the idea. I kept looking over to that guy and he kept right on staring. He didn’t make a move to join in. Maybe he sensed that this was all about having someone watch. Maybe he didn’t want to break the spell by trying to make a move.

  I know I would’ve maybe tried to join in, but who knows what was going through that guys head. He was probably happy just to have a pair of perfect tits to stare at. I know I was happy having a pair of perfect tits in my hand.

  I finished unsnapping and unzipping Melody’s shorts and she gave a little wiggle as I pulled down. Damn this was hot. And difficult. Her pants were on so tight that it felt impossible to pull them off. How the hell did she get into these things in the first place? It was like they were painted on or something.

  And it was a testament to how fucking hot she was, how tight her perfect body was, that she could pull something like this off. My breathing was picking up and I was having a hard time distinguishing between fantasy and reality as I felt the heat of her pussy as I pulled her shorts and panties down.

  I didn’t have much time to think about it though. No, it seemed that Melody was on the warpath. She knew what she wanted and she was fucking ready to take it. So ready that she slid down on my cock before I had a chance to really enjoy the moment or realize what was going on.

  Not that I was complaining. A girl that hot wants to sit on my cock? No problem. I just hoped to God she was on birth control or something. As hot as she was it’s not like I was ready for any permanent surprises coming from a chance encounter like this.

  Then again that might mean I had this tight hot body locked down for life if something like that did happen. Not that it was more than a fleeting thought while she was sinking down on me. No, my mind was too preoccupied with the familiar yet always-new sensation of a new pussy enveloping my dick.

  I wondered about the way she was able to slide down like that. I was no slouch in the size department and I’d dated a few girls who seemed to have trouble hopping on, but Melody slid on me like it was no problem. Either it was a sign of how turned on she was or it was a sign that maybe she’d done this sort of thing before.

  Oddly enough both ideas turned me on equally. Weird. Why was the thought of her fucking other guys turning me on?

  Whatever. It felt good. So what if it was weird. I decided to go with it.

  We held ourselves like that for a moment that seemed to go on forever. Melody sitting on top of me with my cock in her hot warm depths. No protection which made it feel that much more incredible. Knowing I was balls deep inside the pretty princess I’d been staring at and thinking about since that first day.

  Dreams really did come true if you believed enough.

  Melody pulled up and fell down on my cock. She let out a little grunt that was like music to my ears. I could listen to her making noises like that all day long. It was like an intoxicating symphony to my ears.

  I reached down and grabbed her waist. She was so thin that I almost felt like I wrap my arms around her entirely as I pulled her up and down on my cock. Though she was the one doing most of the work. It was amazing the amount of strength she had in her legs as she bounced up and down on my cock while my hands really did nothing more than balance her.

  Fuck. This girl must work out or something. I wondered if she was in some sort of athletics at her school or if this was just how buff she was. Then again I guess I shouldn’t have been too surprised that everything about this chick was exceptional. She wouldn’t be in her current job if that wasn’t the case.

  I was just along for the ride, and oh what a ride it was. I was having trouble holding onto reality. I thought about Melody bouncing up and down on my cock. I thought about how close we were to the apartments and what would happen if the bus driver turned on the lights and found us fucking in the back of the bus. I thought about that guy staring at Melody fucking me and devouring her body with his eyes.

  Fuck. There we were. That was too much for me. I let out a strangled gasp as Melody continued letting out little gasps of her own. It sounded like she was really doing her best to try and keep quiet, but I wasn’t sure if she was doing a good enough job. I could only hope that the rumble of the bus’s engine wo
uld be enough to cover up any noises she made.

  “I’m close,” I finally managed to get out in a strangled gasp.

  Melody responded by turning around and staring at me. Her eyes darted towards the middle of the bus where our audience sat.

  “He’s staring at us fucking,” she said. “That’s so fucking hot.”

  She also started moving in long slow strokes rather than the rapid bouncing she’d been doing a moment ago. That coupled with her words was enough to push me over the edge. I grabbed her stomach in a tight grip and pulled her down on my cock one final time as I exploded into the depths of her unprotected pussy. I didn’t stop to think about how that was potentially dangerous. All I cared about was the incredible heat washing over my body and pumping into hers as I shot rope after rope of my thick come deep inside her body.

  Oddly enough I wasn’t thinking of me pumping my come inside her either. No, instead I was thinking about that guy. I was imagining him imagining fucking her. Filling her with his cock. For some reason that thought really turned me on. I couldn’t explain it. I didn’t know where it came from. All I knew was it was fucking intense and it really turned me on.

  I collapsed back against the bus bench when I’d finished and stared up at the gentle curve of Melody’s back in the darkness. She pulled her shirt down which ended the show for our friend halfway along the bus. From the way he was staring I had a pretty good idea of exactly what he’d be doing when he got back to his apartment.

  I thought about everything that just happened. Fucking in public. Fucking while thinking of another guy fucking her. That was really weird, but even as I sat back thinking about it I found myself getting a little turned on again. That orgasm had been a hell of a lot more intense than any other I’d felt with other women.

  I wondered if it was because it was with Melody, because I was thinking of another guy fucking her, or if it was maybe a combination of all of the above. I didn’t know. All I could say was that I liked it.

  Melody pulled up and quickly pulled her shorts back up. We hadn’t used protection so I’m sure she wasn’t eager to make a mess all over the bus seat. She sat down next to me and got her bra in order as I quickly pulled my shorts up and tried to get everything back in order on my end as well.

  I glanced down to the guy who’d been watching us. He gave me a thumbs up and I gave one right back to him. I felt Melody leaning against my shoulder and felt her breath against my ear.

  “I think he liked the show. Did you like putting on a little show?”

  I turned towards her and leaned in for a kiss. A kiss that turned into a bit of making out until the feel of the bus underneath us changed and I figured we were close to coming to a stop. We hadn’t finished fucking a moment too soon!

  “That was pretty fucking hot,” I said.

  “Good,” Melody replied. “Because that was some of the hottest fucking I’ve ever done, and believe me I’ve had some fun. I think this is going to be one hell of a summer we’re going to have, you and I.”

  “Oh really?” I whispered. “So does that mean we’re an item? It’s all so sudden!”

  I smiled to let her know I was joking with that last bit. In reality I couldn’t be more excited about this turn of events. If she wanted to lock this down for the summer and have more fucking like that then I was more than happy to oblige. In answer she reached down and grabbed my cock. Gave it a squeeze.

  “Oh yeah. We’re going to rock each other’s world this summer.”

  10: Party Time

  Melody:

  “You have no idea what you’re about to get into out there,” Brandy said.

  I looked at her and gave her a good roll of my eyes. “Would you give up on this already? We’re dating. It’s not the end of the world.”

  “You sure about that? Because you’re committing social suicide if you do this,” she said.

  “I’m not committing social suicide. The only people who wouldn’t talk to me are stuck up assholes I’m not interested in fucking in the first place,” I shot back.

  I thought of William. He was always at these parties. Prancing around like he owned the place. Like he was God’s gift to women. Hell, he even acted like he was God’s gift to men if he could catch the attention of one of the princes who wasn’t into the ladies.

  Not that dear William had any intention of doing anything with those poor sons of bitches. He was as straight as they came, but he liked the attention so much that he wasn’t above flirting with some poor gay guy with a crush for a little while.

  Everything I learned about him made me think more and more that he was a prick who wasn’t worth my time. I hated that I still got a little flutter in my stomach whenever I thought about him though.

  “If you say so,” Brandy said. “I have to admit that Isaac guy is pretty darn cute.”

  “You bet your ass he is,” I replied. “Otherwise I wouldn’t be with him.”

  “It’s almost enough to make me want to consider joining the dark side like you,” Brandi said as we stepped out of our apartment and the sound of music from the big central area where all the parties happened washed over us.

  I turned to stare at her in shock. “Are you serious?”

  “I don’t know,” Brandy said, suddenly sounding defensive. “I mean you found a hot guy who isn’t a prince. It seems like my odds would be a hell of a lot better if I loosened up too. Is that such a big deal?”

  “I was more surprised that you just made a Star Wars reference, honestly,” I said. “But yeah, I agree. You’re a lot more likely to get laid if you open yourself up. Plus whatever guy you end up with would treat you like royalty.”

  Brandy grinned. “Don’t you mean he’d treat me like a princess?”

  “Something like that,” I replied.

  We stepped out of our apartment complex and into the massive party area. It was a party that happened most weekends. I almost felt bad for the people who were stuck working weekends, but that was their problem and not mine. I’d made damn sure as a second year to get the good times during the day so I didn’t have to work weird hours in the princess rooms. I’d pulled the late hours last year when it was my first time in the park and I had no intention of ever going back to that.

  “Some party!” Brandy said.

  “Yup. So where’s your boyfriend?” I replied.

  “He’s not my boyfriend,” she shouted to be heard over the music. “You know what that asshole did to me.”

  “I told you he’d be on to another girl when he was done with you,” I said. “Should’ve listened to me.”

  “Yeah, well shut up. Or something,” Brandy replied.

  Well then. If that was the best she could come up with then I figured I’d won the argument. I stepped into the crowd of people, my head moving around searching for one person in particular.

  The party was split into two even though it all took place in the same massive central area. The park didn’t make a distinction between actors and everyone else when they were housing people, but everyone made that distinction clear enough once they got here.

  One half of the party was definitely smaller than the other, but the people on that half of the party were also better looking. It was like there was a line down the middle separating two circles, but it also looked like the people on the other bigger side were having more fun.

  I shook my head. I’d spent all of my time at the smaller side of the party last year, but I was done with that. It was time to have some real fun and find my boyfriend. I was a little surprised when Brandy plunged right in next to me as I made my way through the non-actors. Some of them looked just as surprised to see us joining them.

  I didn’t care. Isaac texted me earlier to let me know he was in there somewhere, and I was going to find him. Thankfully I didn’t have to walk far before I felt arms wrap around me as I moved towards the keg that was strictly against regulations but always seemed to show up at these parties anyways.

  For a moment I stiffened, but t
hen I recognized the feel of those arms around me and loosened up. There was no way that was William, though there was a part of me that was a little disappointed that it wasn’t. Not too disappointed, mind you. Having Isaac right behind me was one hell of a consolation prize, after all.

  “What’s a pretty girl like you doing at a crazy party like this?” Isaac asked.

  I wheeled around and leaned up to kiss him. I saw a couple of people turning to gawk but I didn’t care. I didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought. I was going to date who I was going to date and if they thought it was weird that I was dating him they could go fuck themselves. Besides, I’m sure more than a few of the guys gawking at us were just jealous that they weren’t getting a chance.

  I shivered as I thought of all the fun we’d had in the week since we got together. Everything worked on a fast schedule here because we only had the summer, and boy had we been making up for lost time!

  I still felt a fire down below when I thought of that first night we got together on the bus. The night that guy had been staring at me the entire time we were fucking. I held eye contact with him while Isaac was plowing into me and it had been the hottest fucking thing ever.

  Who knew I’d get so turned on at the idea of being watched?

  When I came up from the kiss Isaac was grinning. “Looking forward to the night?”

  “You have no idea,” I said, moving a hand down and grasping his cock. He was already rock hard. Then again I wouldn’t have expected anything else considering how close he’d been to me. It seemed like even hugging me was enough to get him rock hard, and that was just fine with me.

  “Are you sure you don’t want to go somewhere a little more private?” Isaac asked. “We could skip this whole party thing entirely and just hit my place or yours.”

  “Yeah right,” Brandy said. “I don’t need to think about you fucking on my couch or whatever.”

  Isaac arched an eyebrow and grinned at her. “Really now? I think you’re just jealous because the only person not getting laid in your apartment is you.”