The True Story of Snow White: Part 3

Two men s wickedness.

Based on the works of The Story Teller, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Cassius shut the door and returned to the Queen. With another wave of his hand she felt some of her mobility returning. Immediately she tried to wrest herself from the spell only to find her energy draining away once more.

He smiled slyly. "The spell will only allow you the movements and words that I want you to have."

A knock sounded at the door.

"Enter." He called out.

The guard entered followed by a rather tall statuesque woman with blond curls that cascaded like a waterfall to cover her full breasts.

Cassius sat on a couch against the far wall, his eyes directing the Queens movements.

She walked towards Adrian, her movements sultry and smooth. On the way her hand snagged a chair and dragged it along to place beside Adrian. "You have been standing quite a long time, Adrian, please sit."

Cautiously, he sat. His reaction turning to shock as the queen draped herself across his lap, with her delicious backside pointing up. Wiggling her ass, she pleaded. "Adrian, I have been a very naughty girl and I must be punished. Pull my dress up and spank my ass."

Stunned eyes looked at the Prince who nodded an assent. A delighted grin curved Adrian's lips as he hurriedly tossed the Queens skirts over her back and head.

Full pale peach globes unfettered by panties awaited the stinging touch of his hand. He gripped a cheek in each hand, squeezing and kneading the flesh. Then raising his arm he brought it down on her ass with a resounding Slap!

A high-pitched shriek escaped the muffling effects of the skirts.

Adrian kneaded the stinging flesh before raising his hand once more and smacking the other cheek.

For several minutes the only sounds in the room were the sharp slapping noises as hand met ass and the wailing shrieks of the Queen.

Prince Cassius' eyes fell on the maid still standing near the door of the chamber. Her eyes stared at the scene before her while one hand held her skirts at her waist and the other was busy fondling her twat.

"Come here, my beauty." Cassius called to her. "You will find that I am much better than your hand."

A blush stained her cheeks at being caught but she readily moved over to stand before him. He reached out and ripped the material of her blouse and skirt from her body. Next he opened the buttons of his trousers, and pulled out his engorged erection.

"On your knees, little one, and suck my cock." He ordered.

His mouth opened on a wordless moan as she pounced on his cock, sucking hungrily. Her mouth was like a vacuum, her cheeks hollowed with the force of her suction. Up and down her head bobbed, pausing every few seconds to run her tongue along the length of his raging cock. Once more she sucked him into her mouth drawing him further and further down her throat until she had taken his entire cock down to the root.

"Fuck Yes!" He growled dropping his head back to rest on the couch.

She swallowed, the motion forcing his cock deeper while her throat muscles squeezed and caressed him

"Shit! Oh Christ, Do That Again!" His hands fisted in her hair holding her still so that she could not release his cock from her mouth.

It was even better the second time, his whole body arched up off the couch. The feeling of having his cock so deep in her mouth was overwhelming. It was only when he realized that she couldn't breathe did he reluctantly ease out. Letting go of her head he let her set the pace while his attention turned back to Adrian and the Queen.

Adrian roughly pushed the Queens thighs apart as she lay on top of his lap and thrust a hand between them. Wetness coated her twat and inner thigh and covered his fingers as he rammed three deep inside her cunt.

"Ah, Yes!" She screamed. "More! Give me more!"

"I'll give you more, later, bitch. But first I'm going to eat your cunt." He told her with relish.

"Adrian." Cassius called over to him.

Adrian glanced over to find the Prince enjoying what looked to be an excellent blowjob. "Yes, your majesty?"

"I do believe the Queen needs some air, why don't you take her out on the balcony and if there are any people about, why then she'll have someone to converse with."

An erotic plan began to form in Adrian's mind at the Prince's words. "An excellent idea, your majesty. My thanks."

"No thanks are needed, Adrian. It will be my pleasure to watch."

The Queen felt herself lifted up, her skirts haphazardly settling around her legs while Adrian opened the balcony doors and pushed her over to the metal railing.

"Look my Queen, there are several people for you to speak to. Spread your legs wide for me and call them over here. We'll see how long you can keep them from knowing what is going on under your skirts." He laughed wickedly.

The Queen felt her skirts lifted in the back and Adrian adjusting himself to sit underneath her before lowering her skirts. A tug on her silky nether hair reminded her of her orders and she called out to the group of people sitting on the lawn.

The minute she began speaking Adrian latched onto her cunt, sucking hard on her clit. Her voice rose in pitch as she continued to speak. His tongue licked her slit, lapping at the nectar, thrusting hard and deep inside as far as he could go before withdrawing and using his tongue to thrash her clit.

He paused, his muffled voice rising to her ears. "Ask them if they would like to see your breasts."

"Please, no."

"Do it!" He commanded.

Embarrassed, she mumbled the question.

"Louder." He yanked on her hair causing her to gasp in pain.

"Would you like to see my breasts?" She yelled down to the crowd.

"Hell, yes!" Someone in the back of the crowd yelled while the others clapped their approval.

The crowd watched in amazement as a pair of hands reached from underneath the Queens skirts and ripped open her bodice, baring her pert breasts with their pouting nipples.

"Whose under your skirts, your highness?" A voice yelled.

"Are you getting a nice finger fuck!" said another.

"Lift your skirts so we can watch him lash your clit with his tongue."

"What a wonderful idea." Adrian murmured. "Lift your skirts so they can watch." He ordered the Queen.

Hesitantly, she raised her skirts to the sound of more applause from the crowd.

"Look, it's Adrian! Give it to her Adrian! Suck on her clit!" A man in the back yelled.

"Fuck her with your fingers Adrian! Make her scream for us!" One of the women cried out before the man beside her pushed her to her knees and fed his cock to her eager mouth.

The sounds of the crowd urging him on just made Adrian's desire hotter. He attacked her cunt, his tongue whipping across her clit and his fingers forcing their way, again and again, deep inside her slick cunt.

The crowd grew silent as the Queen rose on tiptoes. Her mouth opened and her body tensed. The orgasm was there just out of her reach. Gripping her breasts with her hands, she plucked at her nipples while her hips forced her clit harder against Adrian's tongue.

"Cumming! Oh God, I'm Cumming!" She screamed to the crowd. Her head fell back as the climax spiraled through her, blasting through every nerve and fiber of her body. "Ah! Yes, Oh Yes! Give It To Me! Oh It's So Fucking Good!"

The crowd roared its approval while Adrian swept the weakened Queen up in his arms and carried her back into the chamber. Then one after another the men and women in the crowd fell on each other in an orgy of lust, ripping clothes off in their haste to fuck.

Cassius had watched the entire performance through heavy-lidded eyes. He felt only a brief sense of satisfaction over the Queen's slight humiliation. It wasn't enough! She had to be made to see that in everything he was the more powerful. With that thought an idea popped into his passion induced brain and he slid fingers into the comely maids hair lifting her from his cock. Pulling her up he turned her around and sat her on his lap with her back resting against his chest and his mouth near her ear.

"Tell me, my beauty, has the Queen ever taken a woman for a lover?"

"No, your highness. She has no leanings in that direction." She answered while sensuously sliding her ass up and down his prick.

"Naughty, naughty wench." He laughed in her ear and grabbed her hips to hold her still. "And have you ever had the pleasurable experience of having a woman eat your cunt?"

"I might have." She retorted.

"Ah, then you wouldn't find it too taxing to have your Queen at your mercy, telling her just where to lick and suck?"

She stared at the Queen who was still oblivious to anything. "Can you guarantee she won't harm me afterwards?"

"You have my word, that when you and Adrian are finished with our little interlude I shall have you escorted to my kingdom and you both shall have a place in my household for life."

"Then, I think that I would definitely like to see her royal majesty licking my slit and giving me pleasure." She said with a sneer.

Cassius willed the Queen to awaken and when she did, pulled her with his eyes to stand in front of him. Smiling maliciously at her he spoke, "My little beauty here tells me that you have never discovered the wonderful flavors of a woman's cunt. I believe that it is high time you were made to. On your knee's bitch."

The Queen visibly shrank from what the Prince intended for her to do. With every ounce of power and will she had left she tried once more to overpower the spell that surrounded her.

Prince Cassius' eyes darkened to black. Power gathered inside him and lashed out at the Queen, bringing a cry of pain from her lips and forcing her to her knees in between his spread legs and that of the maids.

His calm voice did not betray the anger raging inside him when he spoke. "The Queen is at your service my dear. If you will just let me make a few adjustments you can begin ordering her to your heart s content."

He pushed the maid forward until he could reach between their bodies. Grasping his erection he positioned it against her slick opening and then pulled her backwards. Off-balance his hard shaft speared her cunt, hard, fast, and deep.

"Oh!" She breathed out.

"Here, let me help you with your legs." He reached down and draped one over each of his thighs. "There isn't this much better, now the Queen has easy access to your cunt. Order away."

"Get your face in there, bitch, I want that tongue on my clit, now!" She ordered imperiously.

The Queen had no strength left, so it was easy for Cassius to force her closer to the maids' cunt. The aroma that wafted to her nose was surprisingly not unpleasant. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all, she thought. Since she didn't have any choice in the matter, she could surely handle giving pleasure to a woman. She knew how she liked to have her twat eaten; she could do to this maid what she would like to have done to her. But, oh how she wanted that mammoth cock inside her and not that slut of a maid.

Silky down tickled her nose, bringing her back to reality. Her mouth opened and her tongue hesitantly brushed the maids clit.

"Oh come on! Give it a nice long lick!" The maid admonished her.

The Queens tongue flicked out again, this time dipping into the crevice moving upward to give a hard brush across the maid's clit.

"Better, but still not good enough. Suck it into your mouth and then whip your tongue across it."

"Wait!" Cassius interrupted. "Your lovely hair is in the way, my beauty, allow me to hold it out of the way so that we may have a better viewing of the Queen." His hands slid down brushing her pubic hair to the sides, then sliding further downward to spread the lips of her cunt apart.

The queen sucked the aching kernel deep into her mouth, smiling at the maids' cry of delight. She used her tongue as she had been commanded to, brushing it across the maid's clitoris at a furious pace.

She did not notice Cassius removing his hands and motioning towards Adrian. So caught up in her arousal and the delicious taste of the maid's twat, she was unaware of her skirts being bunched around her waist or her legs being spread apart. Her ears barely registered the maid's lawn drawn out wail as Cassius's withdrew from her twat and then violently reentered. But she did notice when Adrian pushed his way inside her slick flesh, the long length filling her full of cock.

She moaned into the maids' twat.

"Don't you take that mouth off of my clit!" The maid ordered hoarsely.

It was not an easy task. Adrian's hands gripped her hips, yanking her back onto his cock while at the same time Cassius was maneuvering the maid's wet twat up and down on his cock. The Queen had difficulty keeping in contact with the maids' clitoris, half the time she ended up licking Cassius's cock. Finally she gave up and just stuck out her tongue, moving from twat to cock with every down stroke.

"Do you like tasting twat, your majesty?" Cassius rasped at her. "How about Adrian's cock, do you like how it fucks you? But wouldn't you rather have my cock hammering into your twat? Maybe if you beg me I'll give it to you. Beg me!"

She released the maid's clit, unable to let an opportunity to feel that monstrous cock inside her cunny pass her by. She begged and pleaded, all the while Cassius drew cries of rapture from the maid. She told him how badly she needed his cock inside her cunny, told him she would give him anything if he would only fuck her long and hard. She would give him the best blowjob he had ever had if he would only let her touch him.

"Shame on you, your majesty. How can you say these things to me when you already have a man giving you a hard fucking? You'll make him feel bad. No, I couldn't possibly do that to Adrian. You'll just have to dream of my cock and the pleasures it will never give you."

After that the fucking took on a feverish intensity, the maid's ecstatic screams reverberating through the room as Cassius used her cunny hard. His hands lifted her and then yanked her back down onto his cock again and again.

Adrian's fingers dug into the Queens hips, holding her still while his hips pumped his cock in and out of her seething cunny. He released her hips and leaned over her to whisper into her ear. "Do you want my cum, your majesty? Can you feel my cock swelling inside you? I am going to drench your cunny with cum. You're going to feel each spurt as it bursts from my cock head. You re going to be so full of cum it'll be dripping out of you for days." His voice grew hoarser and hoarser until with a loud groan Adrian thrust one last time forcing his cock as deep inside the Queen's cunny as he could go where he held still while jets of cum dynamited from his cock. "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Fuck!"

Every part of the Queens body pulsed and shook as her orgasm grew to massive proportions. And when it broke over her the whole castle heard her screams. "Yes! Yes! Oh God! Cum In Me! More! More! Give Me More!"

Now! Now was the perfect moment for his final insult to the Queen. With a mighty heave Cassius tossed the maid to the side and gripping his cock aimed it at the Queen's face. Burst after burst of spunk erupted from his cock to splash against her face. His hand jerked his cock, coaxing more and more cum from his quivering body until the Queen's face was coated and dripping with his jizz. Collapsing back into the couch Cassius tried to catch his breath. Finally, it was enough.

Snow White embraces two men's wickedness.

Snow White stared in fascination at the scandalous image in the mirror. Never had she ever thought she could look so shocking, but the body suit covering her like a second skin did exactly that. She felt so deliciously nasty that she could already feel her cunt moistening.

She lifted her hands and touched the silky see-through material. Her hands drifted lower coming into contact with the strands of metallic beads that covered her breasts. The beads were ice-cold to the touch and not even the heat from her body warmed them. They brushed and slid over her nipples whenever she moved, their chill keeping her nipples rock hard and aching.

Her hands continued down into the opening where the crotch of the body suit had been cut out to examine her newly shaved cunt. The skin was smooth and the loss of her nether hair allowed her to see her aroused clitoris peeking from between her wet cunt lips. A feathery brush of her fingers over her clit had her gasping at the sultry shivers that arced through her skin. Cool air brushed across her backside. Turning she could see that her entire ass was uncovered.

"Your highness, I must finish dressing you and take you to your next tutors. Now please spread your legs and hold still."

Once more Snow White turned to the mirror watching as the servant girl knelt in front of her and attached metal clamps to the material of the body suit between her legs.

Before she could protest the servants quick fingers pulled aside her cunt lips attaching a clamp to each one. The pain from the clamps was minimal and quickly forgotten as the servant rose and Snow White could see what the clamps actually did. Her cunt lips were pulled outward, held open by the attached clamps while her clit was boldly displayed, the hardened bud growing even more sensitive as the cool air of the room teased it.

She was still examining the clamps when the servant returned with a demure blue chiffon gown that she quickly slid over Snow White's head. The buttons that ran along the front of the gown were done up and high heeled shoes finished the ensemble. One last look in the mirror and she could see that the dress covered her body completely allowing not one inch of the seductive body suit to peek through. Without another word the servant pushed her out of the room leading her straight to the rooms of her next tutors.

The Barbarian.

When she stepped into the room Gabriel, the barbarian, with his sinful smile and lean muscled body and Samson with the Scottish brogue and long auburn hair were waiting for her. They were dressed in identical blue lounging pants that clung to their skin, showing off their muscular thighs and most significantly their semi-erect cocks. Snow White eyes drifted back and forth, consuming the sight of their naked chests, muscular shoulders and arms. They motioned her further into the room to stand in front of them.

"So, my pretty lass, have you been studying very hard at your lessons?" Samson asked, his thick brogue whispering over her skin, melting her insides and weakening her knees.

"Yes, sir." She replied shakily.

Gabriel's smile widened. "That's good to hear, girl. But tonight you need only concentrate on the new lessons we have to teach you. You look very beautiful in that dress, why don't you dance for us and show it off."

Snow White stared at them, uncertain whether she had heard correctly. "Pardon me?"

"I said dance for us."

"But I don't know how to dance." Snow White said.

Samson and Gabriel looked at each other knowingly.

"Well then lass, I would be delighted to teach you." Samson said rising from his seated position on the cushions scattered over the floor. He moved around until he was behind Snow White and then brought his arms around her and pulled her back into him.

The heat from his body penetrated through her clothing searing her flesh while his breath whispered across her cheek as he spoke. "This dance is a very special dance and to learn it properly you must free all of your inhibitions and become a wanton creature. There is no act that is not allowed, no touch that is not permissible. I will give you directions and you will follow them. Is that clear?"

She nodded her head shakily.

"Good. Begin by looking directly into Gabe's eyes. Lift your hair high and let it slowly drift through your fingers."

Her eyes moved to Gabriel's and her hands lifted her hair as Samson had instructed.

"Notice, my pretty lass, how his eyes do not stare at your hair. What is he looking at?"

"He's staring at my breasts."

"Umm .Yes he is. By raising your arms you lifted your breasts and brought them to his attention. Now that his attention is captured you might wish to tease him a little, perhaps by releasing the buttons on your dress from the neck to the middle of your cleavage."

She studied her tutors face intently as her fingers got closer to where the metal beads could be seen. His eyes had widened with arousal upon seeing the see-through material underneath her dress, but when she was finished with the last button they practically smoldered with desire.

"Oh lass, what a very wicked surprise you have on underneath your clothes. Remember this for your future husband, men love little glimpses of naughty underclothes, it makes them contemplate what other surprises might be in store for them."

The rock hard cock pressed into her backside was proof of his words. Suddenly as if a dam had burst, ideas so seductive that her breath caught in her throat began to form in her mind. Ideas that she wanted to tease and entice them with. Only shyness kept her from voicing her desires.

Gabriel saw the growing knowledge in her flushed face and motioned Samson to sit back down. "You may finish the dance on your own, girl. Just remember that there is nothing that is not allowed."

She gave them a pleased smile and pondered how to proceed. Remembering how Samson had rubbed his cock against her backside she decided that Gabe had been left out and moved to sit on his lap. Taking his hands she brought them up to the buttons of her dress before bracing her hands on his thighs. When his hands began to undo the buttons she slowly rubbed her ass up and down the hard length of his cock. He moaned into her neck and his cock grew even more stiff and erect. His fingers moved to pull the edges of the dress aside but Snow White batted his hands away and stood up.

Switching partners, she turned her back to Samson and slowly began to inch the back of her dress up. The material slid over her sensitive skin leaving goose bumps in its wake. Higher and higher it went until the dress was just below her ass cheeks.

She yanked the dress up. Hearing Gabriel and Samson's harsh gasp she let the dress fall back down around her feet. Turning swiftly, she caught Samson rubbing his cock through his lounging pants and Gabriel moving to get up.

"Sit." She commanded to Gabriel

He gave them a sheepish look and sat back down.

Snow White grew even more abandoned at the thrill of raw sexual power pulsing through her. Reaching up she very slowly teased the long sleeves of her dress down and off her arms. Swiftly she raised her arms high over her head locking her hands together. The desperate moans Gabriel and Samson voiced were music to her ears. She knew what they were seeing; raising her arms had allowed the bodice of her gown to fall around her waist while arching her breasts at the same time. The strained beaded strands parted to allow her taut nipples to poke through.

Snow White moved to stand between the two men. "The metal of these beads is very cold on my nipples. Could you perhaps warm them up?"

Gabriel came to his knees first. Drawing closer he gently blew a warm stream of air over the aroused bud. He smiled at the shiver that shook Snow White and looked up into her hooded eyes.

Snow White watched spellbound as his tongue darted out and slowly traced up the underside of her breast across her sensitive and swollen nipple. He repeated the motion twice more before latching onto her nipple and sucking the puckered flesh deep into his mouth.

"Oh!" Snow White cried out and went to lower her arms.

"No!" Samson ordered sharply. "You are not allowed to lower your arms until after I have had my turned."

Gabe released the nipple and leaned back slightly. "Well, girl, was that warm enough for you. Perhaps it was a little too warm?" He didn't wait for an answer, just reached up and cupped her breast rubbing the cold beads over her aroused flesh.

Snow White inhaled sharply as the cold beads were pressed into her flesh. Back and forth they brushed over her nipple until it was almost painfully aroused.

"Please, no more!" She whimpered.

Samson stood up and moved into the space that his friend had vacated. "Oh, but I don't please." He growled pulling her roughly, almost violently, to him. In one swift motion both beads and nipple disappeared into the searing heat of his mouth.

The sensation of a hot tongue and cold beads caressing her nipple was unbearable. She could only gasp and moan as Samson swirled his tongue over, around, and across her nipple, forcing the beads, which seemed to grow even colder, against her. Gabriel returned engulfing the unattended nipple back into the heated depths of his mouth. The pleasure she received from the doubled sensation was sharp and piercing. Her cries went unheeded as her barbarian and Scottish lover continued their onslaught. And only when Snow White was shaking with unfulfilled desire were they satisfied enough to release her and return to their seats.

Her arms fell wearily to her sides and her knees trembled threatening to give out.

"I do believe she liked that." Samson remarked to Gabriel.

Several minutes passed before Snow White's strength had returned enough for her to continue. Desire bubbled through her veins with an urgency she had never felt before, threatening to consume her with its heat. Snow White bit her tongue to keep from begging to be taken. That would be considered failure on her part. But, if they could be forced over the edge

She moved with purpose over to a kitchen chair, and placed it in between her two tutors. Lifting her skirt slightly, she stepped onto the chair holding the back for balance and turned to face away from them.

"I have a present for you." She purred. "Why don't you finish unwrapping it and I'll give it to you?"

They didn't have to be asked twice. Each gripped a side of her skirt and tugged. Inch by inch her soft flesh was revealed, first the upper curve of her ass, and then the round firm globes themselves. The dress became loose and would have fallen if not for their hands holding it up. Gabriel and Samson continued the torturously slow descent until finally, the dress was around Snow Whites ankles.

"Close your eyes, please" She waited until they had complied before turning around. Placing a foot on either side of the seat widened her legs just enough for their surprise to be glaringly obvious.

"You can open your eyes now."

Their reaction was more than she could have hoped for. With pouncing precision their eyes zeroed in on her cunt, taking in the bared skin and the clamps that held her wet cunt lips apart.

"Oh fuck!" Gabriel moaned. His hands clenched and unclenched, as if he barely held himself in check.

"So very wicked!" Samson whispered before licking his suddenly dry lips.

Snow White knew in an instant that she had accomplished her goal as simultaneously; Samson and Gabriel stood, wrapped their steely arms around her legs and snatched her off the chair. She was tossed onto the bed followed closely by her barbarian and highlander. Samson grabbed her arms and held them over her head while Gabriel got a closer look.

Trailing his fingers over her twat, he marveled at the smooth skin and clamps. "Look how open the clamps hold her cunt lips and how smooth her skin feels. Christ! Her clits so hard, she'll probably explode the minute I have it in my mouth. Quick," he said to Samson, "Which one of us is going first?"

Samson released Snow White's hands and pulled a coin from a pocket in his lounging pants. "Heads or tails?" He asked and tossed the coin up into the air.

"Heads." Gabe called out.

They all watched the coin as it twirled in the air, finally coming to rest above Snow White's head.

"Yes!" Gabriel yelled.

Samson gave him a resigned.

"Up, girl." Gabriel ordered while shedding his lounging pants. With Snow White was out of the way he stretched out on the bed. "Come up here girl and put that cunt in my mouth. I've a terrible yearning to see how sweet it is."

Samson held onto Snow White maneuvering her until she stood above Gabriel's head. "Lift your legs, lass and I'll lower you down."

The order confused her, but she did as he asked, bending her knees and letting him hold her up. Realization burst over her when he started to lower her at a snail s pace. He meant to torture them, to draw out the anticipation to a keen edge.

Samson brought his lips close to her ear, his auburn hair falling over her shoulder. "I want to feel you shiver and clench in my arms when Gabel takes his first taste of your cunt. When his tongue stabs at your clitoris and your body arches with pleasure it will be my arms that hold you tight. And then when you are mindless with the sensations that are flooding your body, I'm going to make you suck my cock until you come screaming around it." Snow Whites moans turned to a shriek as Samson moved lower and bit the side of her neck hard enough to leave imprints of his teeth.

He continued to lower her until she straddled Gabriel's head. She was so close now that she could feel faint puffs of breath against her cunt. Her hands clutched Samson's arms, her blunt nails digging into his skin.

"Are you ready?" Samson growled into her ear.

"Oh yes, please!" Snow White pleaded.

Another inch lower and she moaned at the feel of her barbarian's tongue sweeping through her cunt, gathering up her juices. Her hands gripped Samson even tighter as a shudder of pleasure tingled down her spine.

"Is he licking your cunt, my beautiful lass? Has he licked your clit yet? No?" He said in response to her shaking head. "What a naughty lad he is to make you wait. Shall I punish him by removing you from his reach?"

Snow White frantically shook her head no.

They laughed at her urgency.

"Very well then lass, I shan't remove you from your pleasure."

Gabriel teased her unmercifully, amused at her hindered attempts to force her clit against his tongue. He glanced up, past the muscular arms that held her tightly and into her passion glazed eyes. They begged at him, pleading for fulfillment. Unable to deny her any longer he sucked her clitoris, deep into his mouth, lashing his tongue against it.

Snow White screamed, twisting violently in Samson's iron hard grip.

Her struggles fanned Samson's desire. It took every ounce of willpower he had not to lift her up and impale her on his cock. Instead he stripped off his own pants and moved around to stand in front of her. Lifting her hands he forced them around his cock. Gripping her hair in his fists he drew her close to his arousal. "Take me in your mouth, lass. Suck my cock."

Snow White was on him in an instant, attacking his cock with a fierce intensity, sucking him deep into her mouth and gripping him with an iron fisted grip. Her strokes were fast and furious, squeezing his shaft tightly on the upstroke while slamming her mouth down on his throbbing cock on the down stroke.

The feel of her hands and mouth devouring his cock was almost more than Samson could stand. Gritting his teeth hard, he threw his head back desperately willing himself not to cum. Never had any woman sucked his cock with such fierce abandonment. It was as if she was trying to draw every last drop of cum from his balls. Losing himself in the moment, he pulled her head towards him while thrusting his cock deeper into her mouth.

Snow White was oblivious to everything except the pleasure of a hard cock in her mouth and the vigorous thrashing her clit was receiving. Each lash of Gabriel's tongue tugged her closer to an orgasm of massive proportions. Her hips frantically tried to grind her clit against his tongue, but his tight grip on her hips prevented the movements.

Gabe could feel the orgasm building in Snow White, in the tensed muscles straining against his hands, and the muffled moans that erupted from her throat. Her cries hardened him to a painful degree that would only be satisfied when her ass sheathed his cock, milking every drop of cum from him.

Snow White was so distracted by the tingling sensations bombarding her body she barely got a nod off in response to Samson's warning not to bite him. Behind her closed eyes, dots of lights exploded in a riot of colors. "More Please give me more!" Her lustful cries increased in volume until the room echoed with them.

Three fingers thrust hard and deep into her cunt. The sudden action had her cumming instantly. The orgasmic bolts shooting through her nerves were so powerful that at one point her back bowed and she would have fallen if not for the steady hands holding her.

Gabriel watched the glorious scene above him. Her nipples had punched through the strands of metal beads and he could see each climactic ripple as it snaked through her skin. He attacked her clit even more, determined to prolong her orgasm for as long as he could.

"Fuck!" Samson said through gritted teeth. Her screams vibrated around and through his cock causing the familiar tingling to build in his balls, threatening to make him cum. In the end it was only his strong desire to fuck her cunt that had him tearing his cock from her mouth before he could ejaculate.

At the loss of Samson's support, she pitched forward, landing face down on the bed. Turning her head to the side she drew in great gulps of air while her body continued to quiver from aftershocks.

Samson s Chest.

Soothing hands were brushing through her hair and over her sweat soaked body. Opening her eyes she found herself looking at Samson's face.

"What an outstanding pupil you are, sweet lass. And now that you are awake, I find that I cannot wait another second to feel your cunt sheathing my cock." He rolled over onto his back and looked at her once more. "Come here, I'm going to give you a ride you'll never forget."

Snow White purposely brushed her body against his as she crept forward, her skin tickling from the light sprinkling of hair covering his body. His cock lodged between her breasts eliciting a moan from deep within Samson's chest. Teasingly she swayed back and forth, licking the angry tip whenever it drew near.

"Enough!" He growled when he could take no more. Grabbing her underneath her arms he pulled Snow White up until she straddled his hips. Reaching underneath her with one hand Samson grabbed his throbbing shaft and guided it into her welcoming heat with one swift thrust.

Snow White gasped sharply and then gave a low moan as his cock forged its way into her. When he was finished, every inch of his hardness was encased in her cunt. It lodged deep inside her, so full and thick she wondered dizzily how he had ever fit.

Samson held her immobile while he savored the liquid heat surging around his shaft. Muscles rhythmically clamped around him causing an almost overpowering urge to thrust into her over and over until her body accepted every drop of cum he had to give. He held out by sheer will until the feeling diminished leaving in its place a determination to leave an indelible impression on the Princess one that would be with her no matter how many men fucked her.

Instinct took over, as he guided her hips, ever so slowly, up and down his cock. He played her body like a harp, easing in and out of her wet sheath, creating the most delicate friction with each slide of his cock. And then when she was used to the pace he changed it, drawing her down to his chest and holding her tight while his hips violently thrust upwards with dizzying speed drawing raw screams from Snow White.

"That's it! Scream for me, lass! Yes!" He hissed into her ear. He tormented her unmercifully, bringing her up to the very pinnacle of orgasm before changing the pace and forcing her back down, only to send her once more spiraling upwards.

Gabriel stepped forward into Samson's vision. Samson gave a slight nod and stopped leaving Snow White draped over his chest gasping for breath.

Snow White cried out in pain as a hand gripped her hair and yanked her up.

"I'm sorely displeased with you, girl. You forgot about me. That is a big, big no-no. However, I suppose I can overlook this violation if you can manage to give me an outstanding blowjob. Not a good one, mind you, I said outstanding. Get to work." He ordered slapping her face gently with his cock.

A defiant spark gleamed in Snow White's eyes. He wanted an outstanding blowjob; well then she'd just give him one.

Reaching for the cock swaying in front of her face she was forced to pause when Samson once more resumed his thrusting. She bit back a moan and closed her eyes at the first initial bolts of pleasure that rushed through her. When she was once more back in control, she cupped the Gabriel's, rolling his balls around with her fingers and gently raking her fingernails across the sensitive sacs.

Snow White grinned at his protesting moan when she withdrew her hands. The smile grew even wider at his sharply indrawn breath as her nails raked slowly up along his calf, over his knees and up his thighs. Gabriel held his breath as her fingers drew closer to his full sacs and aching member. She knew what he was waiting for and slowed her hands deliberately dragging out his anticipation. Deciding minutes later that he had suffered enough; she skipped the rest of his thighs and moved in for the kill. With both hands she drew her nails from the back of his balls up over the puckered skin past the base of his cock all the way to the slit in the tip.

"Shit!" Gabriel yelled. He jerked in reaction and almost went sprawling backwards onto the bed.

"Watch it!" Samson growled.

"Christ, girl where do you think up this stuff? I never felt anything like that in my life. Damn it, I almost came. Don't do that again or I'll flunk you." Another shiver raced through him. No more mischief from you, just wrap those pretty lips around my cock and suck." Gabriel grabbed her head and pulled her until her lips were touching the head of his cock.

Snow White couldn't resist playing with fire one more time, sticking her tongue out she managed to lick the tip and underside of his cock before he could stop her.

He laughed at her. "You little slut. Now you do what I said, or you'll force me to get rough."

Snow White smiled up at him and wiggled her eyebrows. Taking his cock in her hand she pulled him towards her open mouth. The head of his cock slid through her lips and over her tongue. She tasted a salty drop of precum before forcing her mouth further onto his cock, down and down, all the way to the root, showing off her newly acquired deep-throating technique.

Gabe's breath hissed through his teeth. When her throat convulsed around him, his mind shut down and he let the torturous pleasure swell and consume him.

Snow White was barely able to keep her mind focused as one cock fucked her mouth and the other cock fucked her cunt.

In the end it was Samson who was able to control his passions long enough to call a halt. His loud shout had Gabriel pulling out and sinking weakly to his knees on the bed while Snow White dropped limply across Samson's chest.

Their harsh breaths ripped through the silence of the room like thunder and it was several long minutes later before they had enough control to forge on with the lesson.

To be continued in part 4, Based on the works of The Story Teller, for Literotica.