Chapter 3

A calloused hand took mine, “You really are lovely, Sleeping, I mean Aurora. I’m going to enjoy making love with you immensely. More than I ever did with my wife, I think. Why, you’re prettier than she was on our wedding day. And your dress, it’s perfect.”

He ran his hands roughly all over my body and the virginal blue garment, stopping periodically to pay special attention to my waist or my breasts, even if they were padded. He didn’t slow down and in a moment his hands slid up my smooth legs. I was glad that she had made me shave. Those hands kept going but when they touched my balls and dick he kinda jumped, pulling his hands back. He must’ve forgotten I was really a man. Could there be any better compliment?

Did he notice that my cock was hard? Did he like or hate that? Regardless, it was a good thing Arie couldn’t see under my clothing.

I waited for caresses and tender strokes. But rather than teasing me, I heard the rustle of clothes as he undressed and placed his things on a chair methodically. I was thinking, “By now he’s naked. This will be the first time Arie’s seen a naked man other than me in years. What was SHE thinking?

I knew what I was thinking. “Now would be a perfect time to just barely open one slitted eyelid. Just how big was his cock?” If I were caught looking one might interpret that as untrusting, or maybe as an objection. I willed myself not to move.

My mind ran wild, “If his cock is big, can I take it? I think I want to. Unless it’s ugly, how could I know?”

Without ceremony or foreplay he removed my dress, jostling and shoving me as he did it. In the end he left me in the matching lingerie my wife had chosen for him. I shivered, though not from cold.

With his gruff voice he spoke to me again, “I am so turned on Aurora. I don’t know that my passion has ever been more on fire.” I assumed he would probably cum with a hair trigger. Will he choose my mouth or ass?

The mystery man, Prince Phillip, knelt by the side of my head. I felt the mattress giving way under his knees as he positioned himself. I was glad that he was on the side that blocked Arie’s view so she wouldn’t see the moment of defilement.

I relaxed my jaw to permit his cock to enter. Instead he rubbed his leaky cock all over my face and lips, leaving sticky trails, but complimenting me the whole while. “Aurora, your face is beautiful. Your lips, so sexy. Your hair, it flows so wonderfully. I was proud of myself. I wanted Arie to be proud of me too, but I couldn’t talk to her and so far she had said nothing. I remained mute as well.

Abruptly, Phillip forced his cock inside my mouth and fucked me with utiltarian thrusts for a long long while. My jaw was stretched, my lips were battered, my throat was pummeled. It was by no means romantic. But this was how Phillip wanted to demonstrate his attraction for me so I wouldn’t change a stroke even if I could have.

I waited for the cum that would prove how much he liked me, but would also disappoint me when he ended our role-play time too soon. Though, I never got that affirming spurt, just a tiny, steady, syrupy flow.

He pulled the thick appendage from me without cumming. I never objected.

Phillip scrambled to the foot of the bed then lifted my legs up onto his shoulders. He attempted to push my panties to the side to gain access to my hole. When that didn’t work he dropped my legs to shimmy the blue satin down to my ankles and off.

With my feet back upon his strong shoulders I felt intrusive fingers lubricating my ass. I was as acquiescent as a person could be. I neither grunted in pain nor moaned in pleasure.

I had been so sure I was going to be face down with my face in a pillow for this part if it came to it. Instead, my cock was hard and waving in the air and there was no way Arie didn’t see my excitement. I couldn’t look at her to check. My face flushed hot yet I never reacted otherwise.

Unexpectedly, my medieval lover stopped all activity down below only to crawl back up my chest whereupon he jammed his cockhead back into my mouth. Had I done something wrong? I needed to ask but I chose to be compliant instead.

I sucked the fat unseen end with the most subtlest of tongues. I gave it a suckling befitting of one asleep. Certainly, not the lively kind of cocksucking an eager giver would provide.

Again he shocked me with his hasty transitions, “Don’t go anywhere.” And having Said that he pulled it away from me. I felt his balls dragged down my body until they nestled on top of mine. He ground his dick into mine. Rubbing his all over mine, first on one side then on the other. I could barely hold back from moaning.

His next action was astounding. Something I’d never considered despite it being an obvious turn of events. But also something I myself would never in a million years done when he did it – he kissed me full on the lips.

My eyes flew open in surprise! And up close, I saw the stranger for the first time. He wasn’t anyone I knew. And he WAS handsome in a way a prince should be. He looked straight into my eyes, “Good morning, er, evening, Beauty. I could barely wait any longer.”

I whispered, “I know! Me too.”

I turned to look at Arie for the first time since we’d begun, “But he kissed me?”

Her eyes told me nothing, “I know.”

“But it was before he came.”

“There’s no rule that says when the prince has to kiss Aurora. So keep going.” She said it more harshly than I would have expected. But with a hint of something else.

My prince was talking again, “I want to fuck you now. OK?”

I nodded almost imperceptibly. Then I remembered I could move. I spread my legs and helped him move them as he put my feet back up on his shoulders for the third time. Third times the charm. I couldn’t help but be impressed with how pretty my legs looked.

Next I felt a great pressure on my greased sphincter as the bulbous head gained ingress. I also did my best to relax despite the unbearable tension in the room. Impatiently, I waited for the fucking to start.

Instead, Phillip dropped my legs and barked, “Lie over there.” He gestured that I should lie crossways on the bed so my feet would hang off one side and my head would be on the other side.

Compliantly, I turned and crawled, laying myself down on my tummy with my ass presented to his desire.

I found myself looking straight into Arie’s face as he again placed the head of his dick on my puckered hole. She fidgeted and bit her lip and it dawned on me that she was nervous. What did she have to be nervous about? Losing? Or seeing me lose my manhood?

In this position Phillip towered over my body working his thick member into my butt. With a few attempts he made it balls deep and I had still never seen his sword.

He took a few full strokes breathing heavily on my neck. The slick feel seemed to say, “Your ass is pretty.” It gave me goosebumps and I couldn’t help but smile right there for Arie to witness.

Then he progressed to deep thrusts, forcing my pelvis into the mattress with each strong effort. I craved the animal energy, feeling that it was me who brought out his lust. I arched my back to offer a better angle at which to ravage my hole. Arie kinda arched too, the way a bowler shifts and leans trying to influence their ball.

When he seemed satisfied with what he’d done to me so far he started pounding me hard, while grunting as he practically bounced off my helpless but beautiful body. I grunted in unison: each stab was just a little too much. A little too hard and deep. My face grimaced on its own and so did my wife’s.

Arie dropped onto her knees in front of my ardently plundered body. She looked deep into my eyes, “Now you know. So? Is it rape? Or are you gay?”

I glanced over at my pretty princess dress crumpled up next to me on the bed. “It’s not gay!”

She stroked my face and could no doubt feel the ripples of sexual energy flow from him to her. “Then it’s rape?”

“Rape? No way! Its the best. How can everyone NOT want to be Aurora? The not knowing. The anticipation. The raw sensation of that first contact with a big unknown dick. That moment when he kisses you and then you get to be active. I wanna keep doing it forever.

She was confused, “But it obviously hurts.”

“Only when it’s too deep. Other than that I feel so wanted. Don’t you want to be wanted more than anything else in the world?”

She sat back on her haunches for a long time listening to us grunt in time to the creaking of the bed, “OK, then. I think you’ve convinced me. You’re gonna keep doing it for ever after and I’ll keep setting it up.”

“But John, How much would you mind if I took a more active role when Phillip visits?”

“That would be fuckin fantastic! Do you think we can have a different Phillip each time? Maybe you even wanna be Phillip sometimes?

She kissed me hard on my lips, “I think we’ve woken up something new in us.”

I grabbed her hand, as much to connect with her as to have something to squeeze while the big cock wrecked my asshole. “Arie? You could start being more active right now.”

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