Post by Prince Reese de Somerville on Nov 23, 2006 6:32:33 GMT -5
My hips jerked harder as she squeezed me between silken thighs, her gasps and little cries hot in my ears. I adjusted my grip, tilted her just so and pushed in as far as I could. I could feel my balls tightening, so close, dammit! Both of us so close!
Finally she muffled a scream against my shoulder, breath sobbing and all her little muscles milking me delightfully. With a low moan of my own I came in her, sticky fluid overflowing and dripping down her thighs. God what a hot little piece she was! I smiled against her neck, nipped her once before easing her off me and setting her feet on the ground.
Too bad this little storeroom didn't have a bed, or at least a chair. Her breasts were slick with sweat and her open bodice lewdly framed them. I couldn't resit leaning over and sucking hard on one erect pink nipple. She gasped, shying away, still sensitive and laughed softly.
"You, my lusty stallion, are insatiable."
"No, merely encourageable. And you, fair goddess of desire, shall be my luck token tonight." I straightened and began refastening my breeches, generally putting myself to rights. The smile she gave me was a little condescending.
"Luck token?"
"Yes. I am a firm believer that a man should go into a game of chance with his mind clear, not distracted by drink, or a lovely face. So before every big game, I clear my mind of distractions. And pray to Fortuna in Namaah's time honored way." Reaching out, I tweaked her other nipple with my fingers. She laughed and batted me away.
"Well, hopefully your prayers were heard. As for me, I pray Edith doesn't notice me not serving drinks. Come find me if you need prayer again." Her bodice loosely done up and a sexy swing to her hips, she opened the storeroom door and slipped out.
Ah Fortuna! Be with me tonight! Put to rights, I myself left the storeroom and the Cockerel for the night of chance ahead.
Finally she muffled a scream against my shoulder, breath sobbing and all her little muscles milking me delightfully. With a low moan of my own I came in her, sticky fluid overflowing and dripping down her thighs. God what a hot little piece she was! I smiled against her neck, nipped her once before easing her off me and setting her feet on the ground.
Too bad this little storeroom didn't have a bed, or at least a chair. Her breasts were slick with sweat and her open bodice lewdly framed them. I couldn't resit leaning over and sucking hard on one erect pink nipple. She gasped, shying away, still sensitive and laughed softly.
"You, my lusty stallion, are insatiable."
"No, merely encourageable. And you, fair goddess of desire, shall be my luck token tonight." I straightened and began refastening my breeches, generally putting myself to rights. The smile she gave me was a little condescending.
"Luck token?"
"Yes. I am a firm believer that a man should go into a game of chance with his mind clear, not distracted by drink, or a lovely face. So before every big game, I clear my mind of distractions. And pray to Fortuna in Namaah's time honored way." Reaching out, I tweaked her other nipple with my fingers. She laughed and batted me away.
"Well, hopefully your prayers were heard. As for me, I pray Edith doesn't notice me not serving drinks. Come find me if you need prayer again." Her bodice loosely done up and a sexy swing to her hips, she opened the storeroom door and slipped out.
Ah Fortuna! Be with me tonight! Put to rights, I myself left the storeroom and the Cockerel for the night of chance ahead.