"Lay on the bed."
Chris couldn't believe this was happening. He laid down and put his hands under him. Kelly straddled him. He good see her red panties, and that all ready there was a dark spot. She pressed herself down on him, and her skirt covered up her wet spot. She leaned forward and he could feel her wetness on his chest.
"So I can touch myself and you wont do anything, right??" She reached under her skirt. He nodded.
Her hand went deeper. It was a shame that she kept her skirt on he couldn't see anything. He could feel her hand on his chest and her fingers were moving . If only he could see.
Kelly had pushed her hand on to his chest and then lowered her pussy on to her index finger, and let it slowly rub inside her. Chris eyes were attached to her skirt. She knew he wanted to see what she was doing. She liked to keep that anticipation a little longer. She moved her thumb up to her clit and grazed it. She let out a moan.
"Do you want to see me." "Whatever you want babe, but you know I wouldn't mind."
She took her hand out and rested it by his chin. With the other she loosened and undid her skirt, throwing it next to his head. She licked her fingers. He loved how she tasted. Always sweet but with a little hint of salt. She stood up and pushed her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She picked them up then even smelled sweet. She sat down again on his chest, and put the thong on his head. She put the straps on the back of his head and made sure that her wet stain was over his mouth.
"This is so not fair." "No one said life was fair , but if you be good I'm sure it will work out for you in the end."
Chris could smell and taste her sweetness. It was wonderful. He was all ready hard and could do nothing about it. He was busting to get up flip her over and push himself deep in to her. A deal was a deal however, and he wanted to see what she was going to do to herself. She had sat herself back on his chest. This time she was leaning back and her pussy was so close to his face.
Kelly was feeling so hot. Especially after seeing his eyes open up when she put the thong over his mouth, and then sat her pussy as close as she could with out sitting on his face. Her pussy had swollen. Her outer lips were fully engorged, it made it look like a little flat ass. But behind was something special. Because they were covered when she got excited, her inner lips and clit were very sensitive. She could get herself off in no time if she wanted. But this she was going to make sure took a while. She moved her outer lips apart and traced them with her other hand. It felt so good. She let out a little moan. She then slid her index finger inside her. She was very tight she could feel her pussy grab her finger and pull it in deeper. She wondered how deep she was and what she could handle. She had brought some toys, big toys, as she wanted to see what she could handle.
Kelly hadn't had dick in 6 years, when back in high school. She dumped her boyfriend when they graduated, and went to college as a free bird. It was then that she experimented with women and never looked back. Her rules were always that they could not have toys. If she wanted something more then a finger, she would go out and get it. Tonight she decided to get it.
Kelly got up and went to her bag. Inside was a rather large dildo, with veins to be more life like. She walked back and straddled Chris. She put the dildo on his chest, length wise. It was way to big to get in her. She normally got maybe three fingers in to her pussy, and she could feel herself being stretched too much. She rubbed herself back and forth on the dildo, the ridges felt great on her swollen lips. The dildo was getting all wet and she was pushing down on it harder. Grinding. Faster. Harder. She let out a scream of pleasure and laid down on Chris chest.
Chris was stunned. This little girl had just exploded all her juices on his chest. There was a little pool collecting in his belly button. He wondered how she tasted. He bet it was a very sweet nectar. She was laying on the dildo and his chest breathing heavy.
"That was great." "I've never came so easily before… I'm so hot." "You are very beautiful." "You just want to fuck my pussy….. You know what…. I'm going to let you. But not quiet yet."
Kelly could feel the bulge that had instantly pushed up in to her thigh, as she rests there. She moves up and reaches back and rubs on it a little bit. It gets bigger. She slaps it. Chris lets out a little yelp.
"What the hell." "Not yet… I said."
Kelly is really going to push this guy till he can't stand it and just has his way with her. She turns around and moves her pussy to right over his head. She spreads her lips. She can feel that its on fire, and the wetness that is everywhere. Even dripping down her thighs, and on to Chris's face.
Chris is staring at this lovely pink pussy. He closes his eyes. He wants to just stick his tongue out and push it deep inside her. He feels little droplets hit his face. He hopes one will hit his mouth so he can know her taste. His dick is at full mast and pressing against his pants. It wants what his tongue wants. He has to be patient.
Kelly is amazed at this guy's will power. She is staring at his hard cock, and she can feel herself slowly loosing hers. She moved her hand between your legs and spreads her lips. She pushed a finger in to her hole, and moaned. It filled her, and she had to push it hard in to her. She leaves the finger in her and moves her thumb to her clit. Rubbing over it slowly at first… pressing harder as she feels herself reaching her apex. Her body rocks with pleasure and she quivers. She cums and collapses down on to Chris.
Chris had gotten his wish. When Kelly came, her fingers forced her to squirt her juices over his face. She did taste sweet. He wanted more though. But he didn't want to chance it. This girl was fucking herself like a champ, and he didn't have to do anything. He decided to test the water, and blew on her pussy. It clenched, but she didn't respond. Hmmm. He pushed his tongue out of his mouth and up to her pussy, lightly grazing it and pulled back. She seemed to move a little closer.
Kelly was breathing hard and catching her breath after fucking her little pussy. She felt a blast of air on her pussy. "What is he doing" She though. She waited to see what he would do next. She felt a moist flick on her lips. She scooted back ever so slightly. It had been for what seemed like forever. She noticed he was going down. She couldn't have that. She smiled. Reached in to his pants and brought out his dick and put it in to her mouth. She forgot what a dick had tasted like, it wasn't nearly as good as pussy. But it was good in another way. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it. Quickly it was up and ready for action again.
Chris sat in shock that she had not done anything. Then as he was wondering what to do next he felt her pull his cock out of his pants and put it in her mouth. He let out a moan. He was hard again and she was jerking him off. He moved his hands out from under him and pulled her outer lips apart and dove in to her pinkness. It was so soft and sweet. She pushed back in to his mouth. She was moaning loudly and all ready breathing hard. Then he felt Kelly move his tongue up and down his shaft.
Kelly was loving this so much, she was moaning hard. The guy could eat pussy, he must have had a good teacher, in the past. She realized that she was lost in her own pleasure that she had stopped pumping his cock. She moved back and started moving the tip of her tongue up and down his shaft. He moaned between licks of her pussy. She moved her tongue around his head, and pushed it in to her mouth. She didn't get much in b4 she reversed as her gag reflex prevented her from going father. It would be a long time b4 she could get more then a few inches in. Her pussy was stretching to allow something in. It was the time of his finger. She felt her body start to shake. She was going to climax. A guy had never made her orgasm before. She couldn't let him finish her before she got him off. It was too late. His tongue was deep inside her pussy. Her pussy spasmed and her body shook. Waves ran thru her. She reached up and twisted a nipple. She was screaming "yes", but it was like it was from someone far away. Chris was moving his tongue in circles around her outer lips and then in to her pinkness. Thrusting his tongue like a little cock in to her hot wet hole. She was moaning and shifting her
hips. He moved down to her hot pink button and pushed his tongue flat on to it. He moved it up and down feeling the clit cross his tongue. He laid back and started grazing his tongue over her clit. Her pussy spasmed a little, he figured she was close. He moved his index finger to her entrance and kept his tongue on her clit. He pushed the finger half in and she gripped it like a vise. She was tight like a virgin. He was surprised, a hot piece of ass like this. She took care of herself. He wiggled his finger and moved it in and out. That was it. He heard her scream of pleasure, and her body shook. Milky white cum ran out of her hole. He licked it up and smiled.
Kelly caught her breath and went back to work. He was going to cum and was going to cum now. She stroked him hard and fast. She worked the head of his penis like she was turning a door knob with her tongue. She squeezed the base of his dick. She was going to cum on her time. She licked up and down his shaft again. Then brought it in her mouth again. She kept it in there and worked her tongue around it. She could feel his dick jump and knew he was about to go. She went back to stroking him fast and sucking on his head. He moaned loudly and pushed his dick up in to her mouth. It was then she felt a warm substance flow in to her mouth. She went down on his dick and let it all come in. She kept him in her mouth till she felt she had it all. She sat up and swallowed. It was salty, not particularly great. She had never swallowed before.
Chris had felt Kelly move back on his dick. Her mouth was wonderful, wet and warm, not as tight as a pussy though. He moaned as she moved down on his dick, she jerked back. He grinned. She went back to sucking his head. He wasn't going to be up for much longer. She was stroking his dick hard and fast. He continued to moan. He was trying to make it last longer, but her tongue was working him over. Her mouth was still around his head as he came. He couldn't believe she swallowed.
Kelly laid down on to Chris's chest, and looked back. Chris had a smile on his face, she realize she did too. She decided to kiss him, and then did. She moved her tongue in to his mouth and felt his. He responded and there tongues fought for space. He moved his hands in to her hair. He felt strong. They tongue wrestled till she felt a poke in her thigh. He was hard again. She sat up and faced him.
"I think its time you fuck me."
Chris heard the words and smiled. He got up and laid her down on her back. Kelly grabbed his shaft and lead it to her entrance. He pushed it in and didn't get very far. She was super tight, making a virgin look like a whore. Kelly screamed in pleasure, she had never been stretched so far. She relaxed, and moved her legs apart, and his dick slid in farther. He began to fuck her and she moaned in pleasure. Chris moved his dick as far in to her as he could and pulled it back out, and pushed it back in. The feeling of her around him was wonderful. And teasing her was just making her more wet and moan louder. He started fucking her little pussy harder.
"Ohhhh god… fuck me…. Fuck my pink cunt… ahhhhh….. mmmmmmmm…..yes…. fuck me."
Kelly was screaming, she was in ecstasy. Dick felt so good in her hot pussy. It stretched her but there was no pain, just pleasure. He continued penetrating her pinkness.
"Your so tight baby… hot and wet…. Mmmmm…. You like being fucked don't you… you little whore."
They fucked long in to the night.
Chris woke up the next morning. He was alone. The sheets were wet, and he was all sticky. Did that really happen? He wondered. Next to him on the bed stand was a note. "Thanks for the wonderful time. 555-555-5555.. Your little slut Kelly." With a lipstick kiss.
Kelly had snuck out early. She didn't want the awkwardness. She was also sore. She left a note, and had kissed his cheek. He better call.
Lady Knight
London, England 1275
"Who is that knight in red over yonder?"
"Too small to be a seasoned knight, must be a man-child."
"Whoever he is, has won most of the contests today. Remarkable chap I say."
Everyone in the jousting fields and stands were debating who this newcomer was, that has put most of the competitors to shame. The King has sent his man-at-arms to request an audience with the elusive young knight, that has sent even his cynical courtiers in an uproar. Aye, this is definitely worth investigating.
Meanwhile, the knight in question entered her tent beyond the jousting fields. When she took off her helmet, long auburn tumbled down in a wild mass to her waist. Indeed, Lady Maeve is no boy with her sparkling emerald eyes gleaming with mischief. All her hard work has paid off, she has won many gold purses this day. As long as the King and her parents remain ignorant of her disguise. If she can win enough money, her brother will be spared debtor's prison.
All she requires now, is to win the cross bow competition against the Duke of Hawksworth, the King's favorite. Whoever wins this final contest may ask any boon of his Majesty, anything. if she is victorious, Maeve will request that all outstanding debts against her brother Brock, be canceled. Or all would have been for naught.
So lost in her revelry,, Maeve had just removed her hauberk, when the King's man-at-arms spoke from outside the tent
"Sir knight, in the name of his majesty, King William hereby requests an audience at your earliest convenience." The Guard recited automatically.
"Aye, I shall attend the King promptly." Maeve replied in her deepest voice.
"As you will ten, milord." Came the already retreating reply.
"What am I to do, I will be disqualified or even anger the King, if he was to find out that I am no true knight, but a noblewoman. I must keep my helmet on to guard my disguise, even should the King find it odd." she told herself.
As Maeve pondered her dilemma, she glanced at the ground. She proceeded to smear her face with dirt to camouflage her fair cheeks.
Arriving at the King's tent, Maeve cleared her throat to announce her arrival. A minute later, King William bade her enter. If his majesty found it strange to find the young knight filthy, he kept to his own council.
"Will you share a tankard of ale with me lad?" The King demanded, all the while assessing this youngster, who has so swiftly captured praise amongst the other combatants. He has questioned other knights today, though, no one knows the identity of this lad.
"Aye, if it so pleases thee, my lord. It would be a great honor" Maeve struggled to keep her voice husky.
Meanwhile, she tried not to squirm as the king bore his intelligent eyes the length of her body, coming to rest intently on her eyes. Just as he was about to speak, the flap of the tent opened, to allow Hawksworth's tall muscular body to block out the sun.
"Pardon me, my lord, but the final competition is about to commence." Lord Hawksworth stated.
Maeve needed no further urging to flee the tent, after she excused herself.
She left so quickly, that she missed the gleam in Hawksworth's eyes. "Did she think to fool me with her disguise?" Hawksworth smiled to himself in amusement.
• • •
Unbeknownst to their daughter's masquerade, Maeve's parents reflected on with guilt, the argument with their second child, refusing her request to join them on account of her hoydenism in the past month. Much to her mother's despair, Maeve refuses to learn even the basic wifely skills she will require in the future. Instead, she prefers to ride her stallion astride, and practie wielding a sword like a man. Thus, she is glad that their spirited daughter is safely ensconced in their castle.
Breaking away from her thoughts, Lady Morgan notices the knights taking their places in accordance to rank. Following the others at a further pace, the small knight took his place amongst the other competitors. His gait almost seems familiar in some way....
Two hours later, the finalists were readying themselves for the cross-bow competition, which is the end of the of the tournament. Lord Hawksworth took his place, as he is to begin the fist. He let loose his arrow, narrowly missing the center.
Maeve, then took her turn. She aimed, fired. The arrow hit dead center. Lord Hawksworth, then took his second shot. He let loose
the arrow, it hit dead center this time. Maeve needs one other perfect aim, and she wins the competition.
Maeve took careful aim, let loose the arrow. Her second arrow hit dead center, splitting the first arrow in half.
She was so jubilant, that she threw off her helmet, and her hair came tumbling in a wild cascade down her back. the crowd gasped! The King demanded both of them to approach. Maeve grimaced in fear, but Hawksworth advanced with obvious ease. He quickly glanced at Maeve and gave her an encouraging smile.
"Do not fret, little one. William is more amused than angered. Notice the crowd gathering around the King, you have been victorious in many ways this day. Come, we must not keep his Majesty waiting."
"Aye, I must not keep the gallows waiting either." Maeve quipped.
"Who are you, young lady? Women do not don chain mail, and enlist in sword play and such. You look familiar, are you the Earl of Pendragon's daughter? the King demanded.
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