Chapter - 26
I popped open the buttons of my trousers, the fabric falling away to reveal the full glory of my erection. It sprang out, thick and throbbing, a testament to the pent-up frustration caused by the numerous women I had just danced with. The head was swollen and red, pulsing with a need so raw it felt like a physical ache – a need for the heat, the wetness, the tight embrace of a woman's cunt, Celestine's cunt, specifically.
I moved closer, my hands finding purchase on the smooth, pale skin of her voluptuous ass. I squeezed, my fingers sinking deep into the firm flesh, before swiftly pulling back and delivering a sharp, stinging spank. Her body jerked forward, a throaty moan escaping her lips as a red imprint blossomed on her ass cheek. Another spank followed, just as hard, then another, and another. I reveled in the way her flesh jiggled and reddened with each blow, the sounds of her eager moans a symphony to my ears.
"Please, Your Highness," she moaned, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Please don't tease me… Please… give me your cock."
The power I wielded over these women was surreal, a stark contrast to my previous life, a life of unremarkable ordinariness. Here, in this new world, any woman, any luxury I wanted, was within my grasp. All I had to do was reach for it.
I took my throbbing cock in my hand and grazed the sensitive tip against her labia, teasing, exploring. Her sweet pussy juices flowed freely, coating my shaft in a glistening film.
"Tell me, Celestine," I murmured, my voice thick with desire. "Has a man ever truly… enjoyed this body of yours?" My hands moved to her breasts, cupping them over the still-intact fabric of her dress. I kneaded and squeezed, squishing the soft flesh, molding it in my hands, all while still teasing her entrance with the tip of my cock.
I leaned over her, my breath warm on her skin. "You should know, Celestine, how erotic your body is. How it's made to be devoured by a man... to pleasure a man. Have you ever… pleasured a man?" I whispered into her ear. The scent of her, her body pressed against mine – it was intoxicating.
Celestine shook her head, her amber eyes wide with longing. "No, Your Highness. I am… pure. I came to the palace when I was twenty years old, and for the past twelve years, I have served faithfully as the Royal Priestess. You… you are the only one. The very first man to ever touch me…" Her words were almost a sigh, a release of years of suppressed desire.
She turned her face towards me, her ruby red lips seeking and capturing mine. Her tongue immediately invaded my mouth, testing, exploring. I responded with equal fervor, my hands now roughly gripping her breasts, kneading and pulling her nipples until they became fully erect.
"Only you deserve to claim me, Your Highness. Only a man in your position deserves my body, my servitude… my cunt," she breathed, her words barely audible amongst the sounds of our kissing. The wetness between her legs was increasing as she rubbed my cock between her thighs, leaving me no space for doubt.
A groan escaped my lips. "I don't think I can hold back," I admitted, my voice a low growl. "It's your first time… and I'm… quite endowed. It will hurt a little, Celestine." I kissed the delicate skin of her neck, my lips lingering on the pulse point.
"Don't worry, Your Highness," she whispered, her voice unwavering despite the visible tremors in her body. "A little pain, is nothing. My only wish, is that you satiate all your desires, all your lust, with this body of mine."
"You're a good woman, Celestine," I groaned, my words punctuated by a rough kiss. "I'm making you my official concubine." The relief and joy in her eyes at my words was clearly visible.
A happy smile spread across her face, "Thank you, Your Highness. Now then…" She wiggled her ass against my aching cock, her juices flowing freely, coating my length. "I think it's about time you gave me that cock… and filled my cunt." Her voice was sultry, filled with a desperate need that mirrored my own.
I shifted, my hips moving back, aligning my cockhead with her pussy's entrance. My hands remained firmly on her breasts, while my face buried itself in the sweet scent of her neck. Then, with a slow movement, I thrust forward, the tip of my cock sliding into her cunt and soon pressing against the delicate barrier of her hymen. I felt the resistance, the tightness – the pristine seal of her virginity.
"Thank you for this beautiful gift," I whispered against her ear, a mixture of gratitude and anticipation fueling my every nerve before adding a light kiss just below her ear. Then, with a powerful thrust, I tore through her hymen, plunging deeply into her virgin depths, filling her cunt with my cock as I deflowered her. I moved my waist forward, exploring every exquisite curve as I continued to thrust into her until my cockhead reached her cervix.