10-12-2020, 06:39 AM
Ch. 5: A Queen Under Water
The royal bathtub was a beautifully engraved golden vessel shining in sunlight percolating through the curtains. Filled with rose petals, and other eastern perfumes planned to entice and heighten erotic pleasure of the bathers, it was too inviting on this humid day to ignore for long. The Queen and I jumped into it, splashing around for a couple of minutes before cavorting with each other, grabbing each other’s wet limbs. Hands and mouths flew everywhere savouring the joys of willing and inviting flesh.
I made the Queen sit on the edge of the tub with her thighs flat and legs loosely hanging down. I grabbed a bar of soft soap and applied it all over her superb chest, over soft tiers of her waist flesh and thigh sides. She leaned back, water dripping all over, her flesh broke out in goose bumps as a strange man’s hands handled her delicate parts with both desire and force. Her nipples looked yummy enough to eat from the angle I was at and my cock made small waves by bobbing up and down in the water at this happy sight. I grabbed hold of the sides of the bath tub, pulled her near, and started munching on her turgid dark left nipple.
“UMMMMMMAHHHH”, she moaned grabbing my head to her chest and her other nipple almost bored a hole through my cheeks as my head got crushed on to its softness. My hands roamed soapily on her marble smooth wet thigh muscles and probed her pleasure chest between her parted thighs. Her grotto was wet with her silky pubic hair a curled bunch hiding her prominent yoni lips.
I parted her thighs all the way and applied my lips to her warm wet pussy now. All the while, Sahana, my bodyguard stood guard witnessing my amorous activities, obviously too excited and riveted to do anything else but stare open-mouthed. Sahana’s desire was slowly getting better of her as my lips and tongue lapped up the Queen’s red juicy pussy right in front of her eyes. My excited bodyguard huffed and puffed, her legs crossed and uncrossed but I knew her salila (pussy juices as in Kamasutra) welled up without restraint, staining her front of the skin tight silk shorts where a wet patch grew in size.
Jyothi was extremely restless now and muttered, “Oh King Kamasutran… You are a God’s gift. My own husband in all these ten years never enjoyed sex with me thus. Please fuck me without delay and fill my parched dry womb with your hot seed.”This was too much to hear and keep silent. I stopped munching her puffed up moist pussy, pulled her delectable aching body into water and into the middle of the arc formed by my legs under water. Her pubic hair entwined with mine as my fat hot cock now explored the gates of her leaking pussyhole which was gifted by her own husband to me.. The last of the inhibitions if any flew out of those curtained windows as the eager Queen pulled my long brown uncircumcised cock into her cosy soft wetness.
I allowed my self to sit back balancing her on my thighs as she now bounced up and down on my rigid manflesh. Her tits now bounced up and down in front of my lecherous eyes and I used the time to tease those turgid hot tips with my lips and caught them between my teeth causing her to moan with unbridled kama (Sexual desire) and the bath water all but emptied out in our passionate race for fulfilment. My hands now lifted her soft body from around her waist grinding the groins back vigorously so that the full length of my manstick probed her queenly interiors with abandon.
The soft fucking sounds of a hot manhood beating the cunt into pulp made noises like, “Chakkk, Thachakk, Paschacakkk lochakkk,” and so forth.
These soft squishy sounds of cock and cunt in busy union made my bodyguard, Sahana gasp out loudly some obscenity, grind her teeth , her dark lissom hands now between her strong thighs , squeezing the excited pubic mound helplessly trying to stop electric climaxes that gripped her. The sight of erotic happenings was too much for her, much the same as it was for Queen Jyothi and me.
I took us both out of bath, rose petals and perfumes and all, out on the glittering marble floor of the palace and climbed between the succulent thighs of the queen, my rearing manhood entering her juicy quim like a hot knife into a slab of butter. I slapped her thighs loudly, my slap eliciting a guttural moan from my partner as smell of sweet sex filled the air and my body guard’s nostrils flared up in appreciation of the heady smell..
I powered my cock down into the royal confines of Jyothi beating down my waist without respite pounding her soft receptive body like it was made of cushions. Water mingled with sweat due to our passionate exertions and trickled all our bodies, pounding on the floor below. I continued my lusty assault on her wet eager pussy with my hungry cock as our senses raced to uncontrolled heavenly pleasure. My testicles met her matted wet pubic hair and the scratching tickling sensation due to this sweet friction almost brought me over the edge. King Namarda could have been blessed to have her as wife,C but the pleasure of her beauties gifted to me thus was no less a blessing. I thought wryly, that his impotency had turned into my boon.
As our hot fucking on the marble floor heightened to a heart stopping race, I finally felt my royal balls fill up, testicles tighten and cum fill up like injection fluid in a syringe. Queen Jyothi was out of this world now her Padmini body bathed in the bath water and sweat exerting that final bit as her superb waist met mine at each step up and down making soft flesh-slapping sounds. Her moans had turned into whispers and sighs as the final climax hit her, her body stretched to full glory her tummy muscles collapsing in spasms her as her womb milked her salila out of her.
I came unbearably at the same time, seeing stars in front of my eyes as I collapsed in a heap on her wonderfully satiated soft cushioned body. My hot seed drenched the receptacle of her womb filling her and spilling and trickling like milk droplets out of the sweet junction of our organs.
I saw from the corner of my eyes, as I rested my cheeks on the sweaty soft tits of the queen below, that my bodyguard Sahana also had climaxed copiously wetting the front of her shorts. She now clutched a marble pillar near by, her dark shapely legs encircling the stone even as her crotch pressed rhythmically onto it rhythmically. Her sword in its sheath had slipped past her bare shoulders and fallen down on the floor below and she could not care less in the throes of passion. Whether this was a slip-up in her duties on my security, I could not say as I saw no threat to any part of my body other than my cock right then! My cock safely nestled like an innocent puppy in the cosy warm confines of the First Queen Jyothi’s accommodating womb, doing its bit to fertilise her eggs.
The royal bathtub was a beautifully engraved golden vessel shining in sunlight percolating through the curtains. Filled with rose petals, and other eastern perfumes planned to entice and heighten erotic pleasure of the bathers, it was too inviting on this humid day to ignore for long. The Queen and I jumped into it, splashing around for a couple of minutes before cavorting with each other, grabbing each other’s wet limbs. Hands and mouths flew everywhere savouring the joys of willing and inviting flesh.
I made the Queen sit on the edge of the tub with her thighs flat and legs loosely hanging down. I grabbed a bar of soft soap and applied it all over her superb chest, over soft tiers of her waist flesh and thigh sides. She leaned back, water dripping all over, her flesh broke out in goose bumps as a strange man’s hands handled her delicate parts with both desire and force. Her nipples looked yummy enough to eat from the angle I was at and my cock made small waves by bobbing up and down in the water at this happy sight. I grabbed hold of the sides of the bath tub, pulled her near, and started munching on her turgid dark left nipple.
“UMMMMMMAHHHH”, she moaned grabbing my head to her chest and her other nipple almost bored a hole through my cheeks as my head got crushed on to its softness. My hands roamed soapily on her marble smooth wet thigh muscles and probed her pleasure chest between her parted thighs. Her grotto was wet with her silky pubic hair a curled bunch hiding her prominent yoni lips.
I parted her thighs all the way and applied my lips to her warm wet pussy now. All the while, Sahana, my bodyguard stood guard witnessing my amorous activities, obviously too excited and riveted to do anything else but stare open-mouthed. Sahana’s desire was slowly getting better of her as my lips and tongue lapped up the Queen’s red juicy pussy right in front of her eyes. My excited bodyguard huffed and puffed, her legs crossed and uncrossed but I knew her salila (pussy juices as in Kamasutra) welled up without restraint, staining her front of the skin tight silk shorts where a wet patch grew in size.
Jyothi was extremely restless now and muttered, “Oh King Kamasutran… You are a God’s gift. My own husband in all these ten years never enjoyed sex with me thus. Please fuck me without delay and fill my parched dry womb with your hot seed.”This was too much to hear and keep silent. I stopped munching her puffed up moist pussy, pulled her delectable aching body into water and into the middle of the arc formed by my legs under water. Her pubic hair entwined with mine as my fat hot cock now explored the gates of her leaking pussyhole which was gifted by her own husband to me.. The last of the inhibitions if any flew out of those curtained windows as the eager Queen pulled my long brown uncircumcised cock into her cosy soft wetness.
I allowed my self to sit back balancing her on my thighs as she now bounced up and down on my rigid manflesh. Her tits now bounced up and down in front of my lecherous eyes and I used the time to tease those turgid hot tips with my lips and caught them between my teeth causing her to moan with unbridled kama (Sexual desire) and the bath water all but emptied out in our passionate race for fulfilment. My hands now lifted her soft body from around her waist grinding the groins back vigorously so that the full length of my manstick probed her queenly interiors with abandon.
The soft fucking sounds of a hot manhood beating the cunt into pulp made noises like, “Chakkk, Thachakk, Paschacakkk lochakkk,” and so forth.
These soft squishy sounds of cock and cunt in busy union made my bodyguard, Sahana gasp out loudly some obscenity, grind her teeth , her dark lissom hands now between her strong thighs , squeezing the excited pubic mound helplessly trying to stop electric climaxes that gripped her. The sight of erotic happenings was too much for her, much the same as it was for Queen Jyothi and me.
I took us both out of bath, rose petals and perfumes and all, out on the glittering marble floor of the palace and climbed between the succulent thighs of the queen, my rearing manhood entering her juicy quim like a hot knife into a slab of butter. I slapped her thighs loudly, my slap eliciting a guttural moan from my partner as smell of sweet sex filled the air and my body guard’s nostrils flared up in appreciation of the heady smell..
I powered my cock down into the royal confines of Jyothi beating down my waist without respite pounding her soft receptive body like it was made of cushions. Water mingled with sweat due to our passionate exertions and trickled all our bodies, pounding on the floor below. I continued my lusty assault on her wet eager pussy with my hungry cock as our senses raced to uncontrolled heavenly pleasure. My testicles met her matted wet pubic hair and the scratching tickling sensation due to this sweet friction almost brought me over the edge. King Namarda could have been blessed to have her as wife,C but the pleasure of her beauties gifted to me thus was no less a blessing. I thought wryly, that his impotency had turned into my boon.
As our hot fucking on the marble floor heightened to a heart stopping race, I finally felt my royal balls fill up, testicles tighten and cum fill up like injection fluid in a syringe. Queen Jyothi was out of this world now her Padmini body bathed in the bath water and sweat exerting that final bit as her superb waist met mine at each step up and down making soft flesh-slapping sounds. Her moans had turned into whispers and sighs as the final climax hit her, her body stretched to full glory her tummy muscles collapsing in spasms her as her womb milked her salila out of her.
I came unbearably at the same time, seeing stars in front of my eyes as I collapsed in a heap on her wonderfully satiated soft cushioned body. My hot seed drenched the receptacle of her womb filling her and spilling and trickling like milk droplets out of the sweet junction of our organs.
I saw from the corner of my eyes, as I rested my cheeks on the sweaty soft tits of the queen below, that my bodyguard Sahana also had climaxed copiously wetting the front of her shorts. She now clutched a marble pillar near by, her dark shapely legs encircling the stone even as her crotch pressed rhythmically onto it rhythmically. Her sword in its sheath had slipped past her bare shoulders and fallen down on the floor below and she could not care less in the throes of passion. Whether this was a slip-up in her duties on my security, I could not say as I saw no threat to any part of my body other than my cock right then! My cock safely nestled like an innocent puppy in the cosy warm confines of the First Queen Jyothi’s accommodating womb, doing its bit to fertilise her eggs.
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