Anna Maria Island (7 page)

We got to the bedroom. The bed was
unmade. The sheets were rumpled from the night's festivities. I moved the bed
sheet and pillows back into position. He stood watching me, nude, hard, his
drink in hand. I know my skirt rose to uncover the bottom of my ass. He must
have seen the bottom of my tight cheeks, maybe my swollen labia. I gestured to
the corner of the bed and my king sat. I knelt on the floor, my head spinning
lightly from the tequila. I took a bottle of oil from the nightstand, moved a
few feet on my hands and knees and pulled myself to a position of deference.
"My king, I implore you to be gentle with your conquered people. I serve
so they may live free."

He lifted to sit closer to the
edge. I scooted on my knees and flicked my hair behind my shoulders. My nipples
peeked through the thin wet fabric of my skimpy top. By now I was feeling the
full effects of the drink, and my pussy was dripping wet. At some point I
slipped into my fantasy of a conquered maiden. The line between real and
fantasy was there somewhere, but I had slipped past it. I knew I would fuck him
like a girl eager to please her master.

I touched my pussy. The heat and
moisture were rising fast. I squirted some cherry oil on my belly. I reached
under the skirt and massaged down between my legs. The oil and my wetness
combined in a glistening sheen between my legs.

"My king," I said with
deep reverence, "you have conquered my people. They sent me as your
victory gift." I knelt straight, trying to look like a proud princess. My
heaving breasts presented two diamond points. "They want you to fuck my
brains out." As I said it, I looked from his face down across his chest to
his trembling phallus. I reached over and touched the tip. He was hard and slick
with clear droplets. "I think all the girls of the realm have thought of
it, too."

His eyes probed his concubine. I
tugged at the sack hanging between his legs. The royal jewels felt heavy. I
fumbled with it, eager to please him. He shifted on the bed, and I cupped the
jewels. As he lifted, I pulled off my skirt and knelt on it. There was a rush
and tumble of movement as I pulled my tank upwards to present my breasts. He
gasped when he saw my nude body. I admired him. My king was very fit and lean.
His tan was less than mine, and his tan lines were pronounced. His royal cock
was truly gorgeous. Thick and twitching, it pressed upwards almost on his abs.
His balls were hanging low. I felt myself cream. I slipped forward on my knees
and had to suck it. He was on the bed, legs wide and I went down on him.

I would have sucked him off on the
beach, but it would have had to be secretive. Maybe in the throes of it, I
would have been okay with being watched. The idea flashed through my mind, and
I liked it.

 In the bedroom, there was no
hesitation. I did what conquered women do.

I could not resist this first
taste. His cream was clear and thick. It blended with the flavor of the
Margarita. After a few minutes, I released his cock and looked at it. He was
now glistening wet and throbbing. It was thicker now, and the cockhead was
engorged and royal purple.

I touched between my legs and
sucked my two wet fingers and imagined his cock. My tongue swirled and tasted
the blend of cherry oil and my juices. My tongue tingled and burned.
Innocently, I looked into his eyes. "My lord, do I please you?"

"Oh fuck, yes!" my king
proclaimed.

I got up and fell onto the bed with
my feet still on the floor. The edge of the bed was just at my hips. My toes
were on the floor, my face on the covers. "My, king, go behind me...see
how wet I am..." I said over my shoulder. I held my arms tight to my torso
cradling my tits, arching my back to receive him.

He leapt off the bed and stood
behind me. I expected to feel his cock thrust in. His hands were on my ass
cheeks and he dropped to the floor and licked my pussy. His face was buried in
my crack. I wiggled and arched farther. He licked my slit, then past my pussy
and over my ass. It felt amazing as his tongue moved over my puckered hole. His
tongue roamed around it, then pressed in. I nearly fainted. The thought of him
fucking my ass jumped into my head. It was something I’d read about ... and
considered. My king might be the first to penetrate this corner of the kingdom.

He lifted off and pressed to me. His
cock went immediately into my cunt. He pressed deep, and I pushed back
forcefully taking him. His hips slapped on my ass, so hard, his balls flipped
on to my pussy. The sound was a loud wet slap. It felt awesome. I groaned,
expelling a hot breath from my lungs. "Oh, fuck...yesss."

He reared back and plunged in
again, harder. His chest pressed to my back, and his hands held my shoulders as
he pushed even harder into me. His hot breath blew over my cheek.
"Ooohhh, my lord, I dreamed of this," I confided.

"You little princess, you
really want me fucking you, don't you?" His tone suggested he ruled with
an iron hand.

"Oh, yes!...all last week...in
here...dreaming how I wanted to fuck! Can't you tell?"

"You are sooo fucking
hot," he said, as he rammed his cock deep.

He kept pounding me, and I creamed
on his cock. I could feel every inch. I squeezed his cock and felt myself
tighten and grip him. His thrusts felt unusually intense. He was rough with me,
holding my shoulders as he forcefully fucked me. I bounced back hard and ground
against his cock. This was not gentle love-making. This was a monarch nailing
his rival's treasure.

The height of the bed allowed me to
thrust and rock against him. He lifted off my back. He stood almost upright
bending his legs to get the right height and angle. I pulled my legs together
and he put his legs outside of mine. His hands were on my ass. In this
position, my pussy was tightly clamped to his cock. "Fuck! Yes!" he
exclaimed. "What a perfect ass."

"You feel that?" I asked
as my pussy contracted around his cock. The Keel exercises had strengthened my
pelvic muscles so that I could alternately squeeze and relax my grip on his
cock.

"Fuck! Yeah! Feels
great!" he almost shouted. "Fuck my cock!"

I bounced as fast as I could. He
stood still and I stroked his cock fast...with just my pussy. I flicked my hips
as fast as I could, almost the speed of jerking off a guy with quick strokes. I
was burning with desire. This was almost too intense. He'd have to come soon. I
couldn't stand it for much longer. I pulled off and jumped forward on the bed.
I was breathing deeply from the exertion. He stood at the foot of the bed
watching me. I rolled onto my back. My legs were spread and I looked at him
with my legs framing my view of his sexy body. He was leering at me. It turned
me on. I only wanted him to fuck me. Every other thought was gone. I was a cunt
for him.

I reached between my legs and
spread my pussy lips showing him everything. "You like my cunt?" I
pulled my ankles back towards my ass and lifted my ass off the bed. I aimed my
pussy at him. "You wanna fuck it? C'mon, fuck me!" My pussy was
creaming with desire. My lips were engorged and wide open.

He moved fast to the bed. He
grabbed me under my ass and lifted me higher, pressing his face hard to my
cunt. His tongue was everywhere, darting and pressing. He swung around and lay
on top of me. He straddled my body with his cock and balls at my face. He
buried his face in my crotch. His weight was supported by his knees which were
near my chest. I stretched upwards from the bed to get his cock in my mouth. I
took all I could. I grabbed his ass and pulled him downward. With his cock in
my mouth, I lowered back to the bed and pressed on the mattress. His cock
pressed deep into my throat. His balls dangled above my eyes.

He was eating my cunt, seeking
every crease. I reached to his ass and felt his wet sack, the hot wet ridge
behind his balls. I felt everywhere, including over his asshole. I let my
fingertip rest on his anus. I pressed. He was tight but my finger entered just
a bit. In another position, I would have sucked his balls, sucked behind them
and tasted his puckered hole. My wildness welled up from a deep burning well of
desire. It felt like times during my college years when sex was so good I'd
lose all control. Maybe the fantasies brought it out of me. His energy seemed
boundless. I sucked his cock and felt him harden and pulse.

He moved off me and rolled me to my
side but kept his face glued to my cunt. His cock popped from my mouth as I
raised one leg for him. He moved and licked my entire slit and went back to my
ass. He licked me there. His finger circled my asshole and entered. He pressed
deeper and harder. It felt painful, in a good way, as his finger pressed in.

I lay back moaning uncontrollably.
I came. I exploded. My body was wracked with spasms. His mouth remained glued
to my pussy. I was burning between my legs. His slick face was hard to my
dripping slit. I felt his tongue seeking every fold. His flicks across my clit
were too intense. I squeezed my legs and he moved off my pussy. Any more
stimulation would have made me faint. Slowly, he slipped his finger from my
ass. My spasms squeezed his finger as he withdrew.  I felt my cunt and ass
contracting. I lay on my back, and he moved to lie by my side.

I brought his wet face to mine and
we kissed. Our wet mouths and tongues entwined. His kingdom owned mine. He
tasted mildly of tequila and my come. I looked into his face. The playful look
I had seen earlier when teasing him was now replaced by an intense look of
sexual hunger. "You're dangerous, my lord," I whispered. I traced his
nipple with my wet finger. His nipple was tight and hard. Little hard bumps
ringed it as I played.

"You're gonna make me do
things," I said jokingly, but I knew it was true. "I need to catch my
breath!"

He rolled to his back. His arms
were crossed behind his head and formed a crown. I held my fingers on his lips.
I traced over his wet chin and down to his chest. He had little body hair
except at his lower belly and cock. I kissed his nipple and teased it with my
tongue. I wondered if it excited him like it did me.

I laid my head on his chest. He
toyed with my tit and gently pinched my nipple.

"And what might you do?"
he asked.

"I'll let you know, I laughed.
"So, how do you want to come?"

"I have choices?"

"You are king. You know you
do."

He held my nipple in a loose pinch.
"Hmmm, a princess blow job would be nice." He squeezed my nipple
tighter.

"You are going to get an
awesome blow job! Is that what you want?"

He pondered that choice. "That
tight ass looks awesome." He sounded like a guy picking off a menu. I
liked how he was teasing me.

"Mmm,” I purred. I'd decided
he would have it if he wanted.

"But that tight pussy is what
I want first." He announced his final decision with eager and certain
resolve.

"Oh baby," I whimpered.
"Fuck my cunt. You know I want it." I was on my side and lifted my
knee, spreading my legs wide. The burning between my legs had subsided enough.
I could take him now.

He rolled me onto my stomach and
moved to crouch between my legs. I rose onto my knees. My head was low, resting
on the bed. My tits hung low, my nipples just touching the warm sheets. The
tank top was crunched up around my neck. He moved behind me and closer to my
ass. His hands held my ass cheeks and spread them. I arched my back, presenting
my wide open cunt to him. He paused briefly. I know he was admiring my
thoroughly drenched pussy and that my asshole was a temptation. He held his
cock and rubbed the tip along my slit. My lush labia swelled to kiss his
cockhead. His cock passed over my anus. I half expected him to try and enter.
But his cock thrust in to my burning cunt.

My pussy had relaxed after I came
so violently earlier. His cock now slipped in smoothly, my dripping cunt
offering little resistance. He pressed deep, and I felt his balls mash on my
labia. I felt myself spasm involuntarily. My cunt was rippling around his hot
shaft. "Feel my cunt?" I asked. He held steady. Pressed deep inside,
his cock reached the end of me. I quivered around it. My strong muscles
clenched and released. He could stand no more. He began thrusting hard and
fast. The slapping sound echoed in the room. I was burning hot. Sweat poured
from our bodies. His hands cupped my tits. His thrust slammed me forward. I
pressed back to take each one. I felt every inch. Piercing me, he fucked like a
madman. I felt my hot breath explode from my lungs. I said things that came
from my deepest cravings....."oooohhhh, fuck, that feels great......oooohhhh.
You like my tight cunt, don't you? Come for me... Let me feel it...!" The
king and princess fantasy was past. This was animal fucking at its purest.

He exploded. His wet body stiffened
as he pressed deep with a final thrust. I felt heat spill inside me. My pussy
was quivering, and he throbbed as gushes of come splashed deep in my cunt. My
body was exhausted. His hands scratched down my back to my ass. He held my hips
and stayed deep inside. I felt the hardness of his cock soften just a bit. He
was breathing heavily. His fingers probed along his shaft and pressed on my
slippery lips. A finger lingered on my asshole. He exhaled and withdrew. He
collapsed on the bed next to me. I slipped to fall flat on the bed. A thick
puddle of cream oozed from my slit and wet the bed. I tightened my pussy and
kept his sperm dammed inside.

"That was amazing," I
said as I lay next to him. "You are truly my king."

He laughed and put his hand over my
swollen and sticky mound. His fingers probed my creamy hole. I took his hand and
brought them to my lips. Our come tasted like salty cream.

"Ohhhh, my," he sighed. I
saw him melt to the bed. I sucked his fingers. He watched me as I curled next
to him. My breasts were heaving. My nipples were soft now. Delicate brown
buttons atop my firm and tanned tits were just touching his hot skin.