30-03-2019, 06:55 PM
I sidled to the edge of the bed. "Oh yes. What was it that Helen called me? 'One of Troy's little wounded birds?'" He nodded. I got up from the bed, stood as tall as I could, and slowly ran my fingers through my hair before fixing him with a smoldering look. I heard a louder moan than before as I leaned over to give Troy a good view of my tits hanging in front of him.
"Do I look like a little wounded bird to you, Troy?" His cock was standing straight up as he shook his head no. I sat back down, closer to him now, my hand coming to rest on his knee. "Maybe I was when you met me, but you certainly wouldn't say that now, would you?" I leaned in and gave him a little smooch on the lips before leaning back. I ran my free hand through my hair again and thrust out my breasts again, my nipples crying for liberation from the tyranny of the fabric oppressing them; scooting forward so that the top of my slit was visible through the teddy. "No, I wasn't a child on your doorstep, Troy, I was the woman you see now; I was just waiting for you and Julie to show me the way here.
"You rescued me," I said, reaching behind me to remove the teddy and let the straps fall free. "My knight in shining armor saved me from the dragon and brought me to his castle to live with him and his queen. And he's made me feel like a princess ever since." I leaned back on my left hand, allowing the straps to slide down my arms and my tits to spring free. He moved up alongside me and gazed at them appreciably, then slid his hands around me and gave me a longer, deeper kiss than before.
"You deserve to feel like a princess, Susan. I love you and I love making you feel that way."
"You've given me so much, Troy," I said as my hands cupped my breasts and slowly slipped down my body to hook my thumbs into my panties and slowly pull them off. I raised my legs up into the air to remove them, giving Troy a good look at my bare, dripping pussy before him. "And I love rewarding my handsome knight for all that he gives me. I know you have SO many things you can teach me, Troy. Not just the thing, but other stuff too."
My hands slid back down my legs as I opened them. My left hand held out my breast to offer to his waiting mouth as my right sild between my legs and stroked the wetness below. "We agreed that you'd teach me when all of us were certain I was ready." I pulled my hand away from my eager cunt and replaced the nipple in Troy's mouth with two wet fingers, pushing him onto his back, and crawling on top of him.
"Troy," I whispered, my wet snatch hovering over his cock, rubbing it slowly over the length of my slit, lightly kissing it with my nether lips. "Do you think I'm ready?"
Many times in the past, Troy had gotten me too worked up to speak, leaving me unable to answer him in any way but a passionate kiss. He reached for the back of my neck and pulled my lips down to his to do the same for me. I slowly thrust my hips down onto him, taking his length deep inside me.
He was still giving me the look that had always been reserved for Julie, and added a contented sigh as our hips began to move automatically. The moans from outside the universe had become a constant now, and carried on them, I could barely make out the words "Oh, fuck yeah. Ride him, Susan." Even though I was already doing it, the thought of fucking him suddenly became an even better idea. Like I'd been enjoying one of the sundaes they make on special occasions and raised the bowl up to my lips to drink the melted ice cream and syrup mix at the bottom when another, bigger sundae appeared right under the first. I happily obliged the voice.
"Oh God, I fucking love you, Susan," he cried out from under me.
"Fuck, I love you so much, Troy," I responded, increasing my pace. Not only did he feel amazing, but the expressions on his face were ones I'd seen from the side many times. No matter how long or intense or how many friends we all had in bed with us, the "last dance of the night" was always the same: Julie riding Troy to a screaming orgasm while me and everyone else watched. It was always beautiful, always a monument to their true love that they always had that last fuck of the night saved for each other. And now that was the fuck we were sharing with each other.
I'd often wondered how they managed to come together every time. (Well, not TOO much; usually about when I remember "Oh yeah, they're mind controllers who trust each other enough to share control," the wondering stops.) There was more to it than that, as I was seeing now, experiencing another look on Troy's face that I hadn't seen from this angle before. A look that said "I'm about to shoot a lifetime of love into you." From below me, I heard whispered "Cum with me, Susan," and my orgasm exploded. From outside the universe, that other voice said "Cum with him, Susan," and both voices joined together in my mind as my orgasm went on; irresistible, uncontrollable, again and again until I was beyond thought and the women in my head came and came with me in agreement until the four of us collapsed onto Troy's chest.
I don't know how long we lay there kissing and touching before I noticed we were no longer alone in the universe. Our cloud had shifted and someone was here with us and oh hey, it's Julie; hey there, babe; thanks for sharing this with me and I rolled off of Troy to kiss her too; and the look on his face matched the gratitude in my heart for Julie, and I crawled over her to take a spot on the other side of her as Troy moved himself to where I'd been laying on the cloud; and we started showing our gratitude to her with our mouths...
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"Do I look like a little wounded bird to you, Troy?" His cock was standing straight up as he shook his head no. I sat back down, closer to him now, my hand coming to rest on his knee. "Maybe I was when you met me, but you certainly wouldn't say that now, would you?" I leaned in and gave him a little smooch on the lips before leaning back. I ran my free hand through my hair again and thrust out my breasts again, my nipples crying for liberation from the tyranny of the fabric oppressing them; scooting forward so that the top of my slit was visible through the teddy. "No, I wasn't a child on your doorstep, Troy, I was the woman you see now; I was just waiting for you and Julie to show me the way here.
"You rescued me," I said, reaching behind me to remove the teddy and let the straps fall free. "My knight in shining armor saved me from the dragon and brought me to his castle to live with him and his queen. And he's made me feel like a princess ever since." I leaned back on my left hand, allowing the straps to slide down my arms and my tits to spring free. He moved up alongside me and gazed at them appreciably, then slid his hands around me and gave me a longer, deeper kiss than before.
"You deserve to feel like a princess, Susan. I love you and I love making you feel that way."
"You've given me so much, Troy," I said as my hands cupped my breasts and slowly slipped down my body to hook my thumbs into my panties and slowly pull them off. I raised my legs up into the air to remove them, giving Troy a good look at my bare, dripping pussy before him. "And I love rewarding my handsome knight for all that he gives me. I know you have SO many things you can teach me, Troy. Not just the thing, but other stuff too."
My hands slid back down my legs as I opened them. My left hand held out my breast to offer to his waiting mouth as my right sild between my legs and stroked the wetness below. "We agreed that you'd teach me when all of us were certain I was ready." I pulled my hand away from my eager cunt and replaced the nipple in Troy's mouth with two wet fingers, pushing him onto his back, and crawling on top of him.
"Troy," I whispered, my wet snatch hovering over his cock, rubbing it slowly over the length of my slit, lightly kissing it with my nether lips. "Do you think I'm ready?"
Many times in the past, Troy had gotten me too worked up to speak, leaving me unable to answer him in any way but a passionate kiss. He reached for the back of my neck and pulled my lips down to his to do the same for me. I slowly thrust my hips down onto him, taking his length deep inside me.
He was still giving me the look that had always been reserved for Julie, and added a contented sigh as our hips began to move automatically. The moans from outside the universe had become a constant now, and carried on them, I could barely make out the words "Oh, fuck yeah. Ride him, Susan." Even though I was already doing it, the thought of fucking him suddenly became an even better idea. Like I'd been enjoying one of the sundaes they make on special occasions and raised the bowl up to my lips to drink the melted ice cream and syrup mix at the bottom when another, bigger sundae appeared right under the first. I happily obliged the voice.
"Oh God, I fucking love you, Susan," he cried out from under me.
"Fuck, I love you so much, Troy," I responded, increasing my pace. Not only did he feel amazing, but the expressions on his face were ones I'd seen from the side many times. No matter how long or intense or how many friends we all had in bed with us, the "last dance of the night" was always the same: Julie riding Troy to a screaming orgasm while me and everyone else watched. It was always beautiful, always a monument to their true love that they always had that last fuck of the night saved for each other. And now that was the fuck we were sharing with each other.
I'd often wondered how they managed to come together every time. (Well, not TOO much; usually about when I remember "Oh yeah, they're mind controllers who trust each other enough to share control," the wondering stops.) There was more to it than that, as I was seeing now, experiencing another look on Troy's face that I hadn't seen from this angle before. A look that said "I'm about to shoot a lifetime of love into you." From below me, I heard whispered "Cum with me, Susan," and my orgasm exploded. From outside the universe, that other voice said "Cum with him, Susan," and both voices joined together in my mind as my orgasm went on; irresistible, uncontrollable, again and again until I was beyond thought and the women in my head came and came with me in agreement until the four of us collapsed onto Troy's chest.
I don't know how long we lay there kissing and touching before I noticed we were no longer alone in the universe. Our cloud had shifted and someone was here with us and oh hey, it's Julie; hey there, babe; thanks for sharing this with me and I rolled off of Troy to kiss her too; and the look on his face matched the gratitude in my heart for Julie, and I crawled over her to take a spot on the other side of her as Troy moved himself to where I'd been laying on the cloud; and we started showing our gratitude to her with our mouths...
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