An unexpected Anniversary guest.
Based on the works of The Story Teller, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.
"Do you like my cock, wife? Is it sufficient for your needs?"
"Umm yes!" She replied throatily.
"That's good to know. But perhaps you would like to experience other cocks as well?"
Snow White didn't know what to say. Her experiences with the seven tutors had given her a taste for different erotic situations. She was not sure she wanted to give that up.
"You don't need to speak, I can see your answer on your face. Nor do you need to feel guilty. Let me tell you what I envision our life together to be." Cassius paused to gather his thoughts all the while lazily flexing his shaft inside her slick sheath.
"I am a very debauched man. My tastes in the erotic are vast and in some instances unorthodox. I married you because I saw a similar spirit, albeit not yet unleashed. I plan to see that you outdo your stepmothers reputation." He stilled at her shocked expression. "You don't know, do you? That was the reason she wanted you gone. Her genie in the mirror..." He broke off as her cunny clamped down on his cock at the mention of the genie.
"Hmm, interesting. Yes, sweet, squeeze my cock." He growled into her ear. "I watched him fuck you, did you know that? No? It was quite an erotic scene. I couldn't resist touching myself. There was so much cum by the time your genie was finished with you that it coated my chest and stomach. Umm, yes a very erotic scene. But to get back to what I was saying, your genie told the Queen that unless you left you would grow to be a better fuck than she."
Snow White screamed as Cassius rammed his cock deep in one swift motion.
"I want to watch you make love with a woman. To see, up close, her clit in your mouth, your tongue lapping all over it. I want to see her juices on your tongue while she moans with my cock in her mouth. And then I want to look into your eyes while I fuck her. I'll order you to lick both of us. When I'm done with her I'll fuck you until you scream my name."
He increased his thrusts, watching her eyes widen at his words.
"Christ, you’re so tight. Tell me, do you like this?"
"Oh!" The cry was torn from her throat. God, it felt like he had grown even larger inside her.
"Ah, the wonders of magic. I like that too, it makes your cunny feel so much tighter.
Why don't I just stay this size for a while? I'm curious, wife, did you like having a cock in your ass and a cock in your cunny at the same time?"
"Yes!" She moaned.
"I'll be directing the next session. Wouldn't you just love for me to tell you to suck another man's cock, or for me to order you to hold your ass cheeks wide so he could force his shaft into your little rosebud. And when you were ready to cum, I'd make you suck on my cock so that I could feel your screams vibrating all over it."
Their pace was frantic, both arching towards the other until all that was heard throughout the room was the sound of aroused flesh smashing against aroused flesh.
Cassius continued whispering hot erotic words to her, spinning his magic around her, setting the images into her mind so clearly Snow White felt she could reach out and touch them. He spoke of new scenarios and new partners, sometimes one, sometimes large groups. How he came to know her deepest desires, she knew not, but there it was offered to her on a silver platter.
Her legs were lifted and settled over his shoulders. The position allowed him a deeper penetration, much to Snow White's increasing delight. She relished the hot velvety shaft stroking in and out of her cunt. The thick round head would occasionally pop free and the feel of it splitting her back open caused her breath to catch.
Nothing was held back as they mated. Moans and growls ripped through the room along with the wet sounds of skin against skin. Cassius used every ounce of strength he possessed. His powerful thrusts pushed Snow White across the bed. She in turn impaled herself on his organ and begged for more.
The air was permeated with the scent of sex, thickening with each passing second. Cassius could feel his orgasm approaching like a dark carnivorous beast, waiting for just the right moment to pounce. His motions grew sharper, becoming quick jerky stabs designed to incite his orgasm.
Snow White gripped Cassius's hips, her sharp nails biting deeply as she tried to pull his cock deeper. "More, Cassius! Oh God, give me more!"
He gave it to her. Reaching down with his hand he pinched her clit. Looking into her passion clouded eyes he gave her a wicked smile and sent his magic zipping through his body. It entered his fingers and sparked into her clit while at the same time entering his cock causing it to elongate and thicken several inches.
Snow White was shattered with orgasm after orgasm, the rapture surging from her clit and from her convulsing cunt. Her back arched from the force of the orgasm and her skin felt like a flash fire was burning in it. Her screams ricocheted throughout the room and her hands grabbed the sheets holding them tightly, an anchor to her quaking body and pleasure-wracked mind.
Cassius shouted as her cunt clamped around his thickened rod. He was squeezed and squeezed until thrusting his cock was almost impossible. With a last mighty heave he surged forward until he was firmly planted inside her cunt. And then the orgasm was upon him, blasting from his cock in large thick streams of cum. He threw his head back and yelled as the orgasm reached his head in sharp, piercing white flashes that seemed to sear every brain cell he had.
His thrusts continued until every single drop of cum was expelled from his cock before lowering himself down on top of Snow White.
She reached up wearily and ran her hands along his sweat soaked back, panting softly against the skin of his neck.
"I lied to you," Cassius began, his voice sounding harsh to her ears, "I wouldn't really have let you leave."
Snow White laughed softly. "I never really thought you would. And thank God for it."
Their lips met in a soft kiss, each pouring their newfound feelings into it. Each knowing with unfailing certainty that their lives together would be the stuff of fairy tales.
Snow White receives an unexpected Anniversary guest.
Snow White signed in disgust. As first anniversaries went, this one Sucked! Today was supposed to be special and wonderful. And not only that, she was supposed to be getting sex, lots of hot, steamy sex. Hell, by this time she should have been limp from so much sex. At this point, she'd even be satisfied with a quickie, if only she could find Cassius!
Growling under her breath, Snow White stormed through the front entrance of the castle. There was not one inch of this damn castle that she had not searched and, still, no Cassius.
A quick glance at the hall clock had her throwing her hands up in defeat. Now there was no more time for even a quickie. Their dinner guests would be arriving in a little less than two hours and she still needed to bathe and get into her ball gown. Narrowing her eyes, she stomped up the stairs, vowing that Cassius would pay for keeping her stewing all day.
The Bedchamber
The door to their bedchamber was already open when Snow White reached it. As she reached out to close the door, her hand just gripped the very edge and slipped off, breaking a nail in the process. Hissing at the slight pain, she added the injustice to her list and left the door open.
Maybe the bath would help ease some of her tension, although she didn't hold out much hope of that. Of course it was more of a pool than a tub, so if relaxing in it didn't help she would just swim some of her aggression away.
"Oh God, yes! Give me that hard cock!" The barely audible cry stopped her hand in mid motion as she reached for the bathroom door.
By God, if Cassius was in there getting his rocks off, while she had had to suffer all day without relief, there was going to be hell to pay, she fumed. Turning swiftly, she moved to the immense walk in closet and thrust dresses and ball gowns out of her way without regard for the delicate garments. There, in the back of the closet, was an iron ring hanging from what looked like a normal wall. Grasping the cold metal, she twisted the ring to the right and waited while a secret door opened soundlessly, revealing the dim passageway beyond.
The sounds of sex were louder here, echoing slightly through the hallway. About midway down, Snow White stopped and slid open a small slot in the wall that had hid two peepholes at eye level.
The amazing sight that greeted her had her gasping and then quickly covering her mouth before the sound could get out. God, she just couldn't believe her eyes. Screams and moans of raw pleasure were emanating from a young blonde haired woman while a muscular golden haired male sawed his cock in and out of the blonde woman's tight ass. Cassius, his long black hair pulled back into a pony tail was seated on the edge of the bathing pool, watching each wave of pleasure cross the servant's face, urging the guy doing the thrusting on with hot fuck words and stroking his erection in time with the others' thrusts.
"Christ, she's so fucking tight!" Growled the golden haired man.
Snow White choked off another gasp as the man turned his profile towards her and she got her first good look. It was Malachi, the genie in the mirror, the man that had taken her virginity.
The muscles in Malachi's thick arms clenched and rippled as he gripped the servants hips, holding her still so that he could slam his cock into the tight orifice he plowed with a fast violent motion. "Yeah, take my cock you little slut. It feels good doesn't it? All nice and hard, stretching you out and filling you up."
The young woman moaned in agreement.
Smack!
"You're ignoring your prince, bitch! Look, he has to stroke his own cock, when it should be your mouth doing all the work. Get down there and give his balls a good lick. Now!" The genie gripped the back of her head and forced it down until her mouth came into contact with the smooth skin of Cassius's balls.
Cassius threw his head back and groaned with pleasure. Releasing the genie from the mirror was the perfect anniversary gift for his wife. And today he had purposely hidden from her so that her frustrations would be at their peak when he introduced Malachi into their lovemaking session.
Hmm, he would have to remember this particular servant; she took to cocksucking with such gusto. Nibbling and biting, licking and sucking, all the while moaning and whimpering from the fierce rapture she was receiving from Malachi's frantic thrusts.
"Hiss." The sound was torn from Cassius's throat as the entire length of his shaft disappeared down the girl's throat. Forgetting that his hands were bracing him up, he wrapped them into the servants blond locks and began to guide her head up and down. Sighing once more in pleasure he lowered his back to the cool tiles and rested there, enjoying the hot wetness and suction surrounding his cock.
Snow White had completely forgotten her anger. Watching the ménage a trois going on just a few feet in front of her had her so horny that her juices were already trickling down her legs. Her eyes darted here and there trying not to miss any of the action.
Sweat began to bead on her skin and her breath rasped in and out of her lungs as her arousal grew. Her skin ached, demanding to be touched. With shaking hands she frantically tried to undo the buttons that ran along the front of her day gown but she could only manage to undo enough buttons to expose her breasts. Quietly whimpering she pulled at her skirts until they were bunched around her waist.
The first touch of her fingers against her clit almost had her crying out with pleasure. Ever so slowly she rotated the delicate bud, around and around, shivering from the electric pulses that raced through her body. With her other hand she caressed a breast, gently manipulating and squeezing the delicate flesh. She turned her focus back to the erotic scene.
Malachi hammered his cock deeper and deeper into the servant's wonderfully tight ass. The inner muscles surrounding him kept constricting and constricting, forcing him to use his depleting will power to keep from cumming. And just went he thought he would lose the battle the muscles would ease up and he could once more enjoy the pleasure without the fear of coming too soon. Tilting the blonde's ass enabled him a deeper penetration, which he took full advantage of, slowing his thrusts to get the maximum depth out of each stroke.
The servant groaned in appreciation, loving the way the ridges on the cock fucking her scraped along her inner muscles.
Leaning over her, Malachi whispered, "Does your Prince's cock taste good, slut? I want to hear you tell your Prince how good his cock tastes."
The servant released the cock with a gasp. "Oh your highness, I love the taste of your cock. It's so big and thick I can barely managed to get it down my throat. I would do anything to have it in my mouth and in my ass." She broke off as Cassius forced her to engulf his cock once more."
"You shall have your wish." Cassius remarked and with the touch of his hand against the servants shoulder left his personal mark engraved in her skin. Now everyone would know that the servant belonged to him and only him. To be used in any way that Cassius desired, by anyone that he chose.
The servant cried out at the white hot flash of pain and then cried out in joy as she realized that now she was marked and would know forever the pleasure of her master.
"A very good choice, Cassius. Her mouth is nothing compared to what this ass can do, though. I've almost cum thrice from the muscles squeezing my cock. I hope you'll let me borrow her from time to time?"
"Of course." His voice sounded harsh to his own ears. But he was so close to cumming, how could it sound any other way? The servant assaulting his organ never missed a beat. Plunging up and down, she would occasionally release Cassius to bathe the glistening instrument with her tongue, staring into Cassius's hungry eyes until she once more took the rod back into her mouth. The full sacs below also received the same treatment, along with little, stinging love bites that had Cassius arching his back and yelling out more sexual obscenities.
Cassius felt the familiar tingling sensations that signaled his approaching orgasm. His balls felt like they were on fire as the cum churned inside them and his stomach muscles tightened with the effort to hold it inside. With a small nod to Malachi, Cassius let him know that he was close to cumming.
Malachi smiled back and looked down on the servant with wicked glee. Reaching underneath, he flicked at the servants throbbing clit. With his hips rocking, Malachi started a series of hard fierce thrusts, using his cock as a weapon, purposely bottoming out with each thrust.
The sudden sharp scream that erupted from the blond woman had Snow White inhaling sharply. Her hand tightened around the breast it was clutching in reflex tearing an almost soundless whimper from her throat. Again and again, she repeated the motion, at times pinching the nipple or pulling at it, fascinated by the shivers and goose bumps this caused.
Snow White moved the hand stroking her clit continuously, gaining speed as she became lost in the scene in front of her and then slowing down to stave off her orgasm so that she could cum with them. The rich, hungry sounds the trio made whispered into her ears, teasing her ultra-sensitive skin with electric shivers. Over and over, sizzling images of Malachi's cock piercing the servants ass and of Cassius guiding the young woman to swallow even more of his cock etched themselves into her memory. Through it all Snow White could not help wishing that it were she in place of the servant.
Malachi squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. The urge to cum was too strong now. There was no way he could hold back. The vice around the turgid length of his cock was tighter than anything he had ever felt before. Leaning over the servant Malachi whispered into her ear, "I'm going to cum, little cockslut. I'm going to cum in your ass and you’re going to thank me prettily afterward. Do you understand me, slut?" Malachi gave a painful squeeze to the rigid clit in his fingers.
He took the resultant cry of pain and shaky nod, as acceptance.
"Good. I'm going to remember you and you are going to remember me as well, I think. Especially when the mark I will place on your body turns warm and you will know that I am coming for you. To take you, stretch you, fill you up with my hot cum. Yes, little slut, that's right. Mine, forever."
Malachi's words were too much for the young woman. Screams of exultant pleasure erupted from around the pistoning cock in her mouth and her body shook and bucked with the rush of orgasmic tremors.
That was the moment Malachi had been waiting for. With a fierce growl he sank his teeth deep into back of the servants neck, deep enough to draw blood and leave a permanent mark etched there for the rest of the young woman's life. At the same time, he thrust one last time, burying his cock to the hilt into the spasming depths of the servant's ass. Cum burned a fiery path from his balls to erupt from the tip of his cock, drenching the blonde's insides. In the end there was so much cum, it leaked out from around his still thrusting shaft, dripping down onto the tiles.
Snow White's own orgasm was only seconds away when her focus turned from Malachi to Cassius. He had both hands firmly wrapped around the young woman's head, the knuckles of his hands turning white from the strength of his grip as he guided the head up and down on his aching member. She could see the servant's lips red from the abuse that she so obviously enjoyed and her cheeks hollowed from the force of suction she was applying around Cassius's cock. From Cassius's heavy breathing and the straining muscles in his forearms his orgasm was close at hand.
Cassius watched the last orgasmic tremor shiver through Malachi. Yes, he was very definitely glad that he had been able to release him from the mirror. And the servant, he would look forward to pillaging that ass at a later date in the not too distant future. But for now he wanted to cum and cum a lot. He wanted to watch his new acquisition swallow his load.
"That's it wench. Suck my cock. Show me how much you want my cum. Come on, Show me!" He commanded.
The girl worshipped his organ, running loving hands up and down the wet length. At the tip she stopped, laving the blunt head with her tongue. And then the suction began anew, fiercer and stronger; her cheeks so hollowed it looked painful.
Cassius could withhold his orgasm no longer. It shot out like a skyrocket with such force the servant choked, but did not let go, determined to devour every single drop of her Prince's cum. More blasts hit the back of her throat and she moaned to let Cassius know how much she loved it.
Snow White doubled over, as her knees grew weak from her impending orgasm. Her mouth was wide open when the climax ripped through her body and she was unable to prevent the resultant scream of pleasure that tore from her throat. Unendurable waves of red-hot pleasure battered her body, shuddering through her system. Her knees buckled and she slipped to the floor. She continued her torment, rubbing her clit with fast and furious movements, glutting her body on the wondrous pleasure she was experiencing.
Cassius was completely caught up in the sensations piercing his body. His skin and muscles felt like they were being consumed by his orgasm and shot out the same way his cum was going, straight through his cockhead and into the woman's throat. It was amazing to him that in the state he was in he was able to hear the thin scream that managed to pass through the thick stonewalls. He shuddered in exquisite pleasure as the last jet of cum burned its way from his shaft. Closing his eyes he let his head fall backward, luxuriating in the pleasantly sated feeling that swept through him.
When next Cassius opened his eyes, he found Malachi staring at him with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Was that your?"
"Umm, yes that would be my delightful Snow White. She has a rather bad penchant for eavesdropping." Cassius glanced over to the wall that hid his wife.
"Perhaps, we should teach her what happens to bad little girls who can't mind their manners."
"A very good idea. How about we start on it later, say during supper? I'm just a tad exhausted right now?"
"How does your wife put up with your lack of stamina?" Malachi teased.
"I make up for it in other more adventurous ways." Cassius retorted giving Malachi the finger.
"You wish."
"I will. That's a promise." The promise held a great deal of heat to it.
Nervous moments.
Snow White smoothed the fabric at the back of her gown as she sat down in the chair that Cassius held out for her. Her hand trembled slightly.
Cassius leaned down close to her ear and spoke in a whisper. "Are you nervous, my dear?"
She jumped just a bit at the suddenness of his question. "No, of course not. Why would you think that I was nervous?"
"Maybe it's the fact that your hands are trembling. Tell me, dear wife, what could you possibly have to be nervous about tonight of all nights?"
"Nothing. I'm not nervous. You're just imagining things." She protested.
"Very well. Then we'll proceed with the party."
Cassius sat next to Snow White and waved his hands at the army of servants bearing trays to go ahead and serve the food. When the food was served and the guests had begun to eat, he leaned over once more and whispered to Snow White. "My dear, are you sure you're not nervous? You've almost dropped the food on your fork twice now."
"I'm fine. See." And she forked the bite into her mouth.
Cassius waited until she had taken a deep drink of wine before asking his next question. "Did you enjoy your little eavesdropping adventure today?"
Snow White choked on the wine.
Smiling evilly, Cassius patted her back, helping to ease her discomfort.
She lifted guilty eyes to study Cassius. What she saw did not look promising. He had a look of sinister glee on his face. And his mouth was drawn up in a devilish smile.
Deciding on a course of action, Snow White plunged ahead. "Yes, I quite enjoyed the little spectacle you put on with your toy and the genie who deflowered your wife. Very erotic. Although, I would think that you would be ashamed of yourself, having your fun on our anniversary while leaving me to suffer. Yes, you should be very ashamed. I certainly did not appreciate it."
Cassius's smile grew bigger. "So, I should be ashamed. Well, perhaps you're right. So I'll apologize for leaving you to suffer today, now don't you think that you owe me an apology for snooping in on a private moment that had nothing to do with you?"
"Certainly not. I had every right to be in our rooms and in that passageway. If you hadn't wanted me to use it you never should have shown it to me."
"Well, maybe someday you'll change your mind on that."
"I wouldn't bet on it."
"I would."
"What do you mean by that?" Snow White asked.
"Nothing. Eat, the guests are beginning to stare."
Snow White saw that he was right and returned to eating. A few minutes later she was startled, while speaking to a European ambassador, when her legs were grabbed and roughly spread open. A body quickly occupied the open space preventing her from closing her legs and pushed her skirts up. Ending her conversation with the ambassador, she glanced at Cassius from the corner of her eye to find him in deep discussion with neighboring king.
Hands grasped her hips and inexorably pulled until her bottom sat on the very edge of the seat. A bite to her inner thigh had her gasping in pleasure and hastily coughing to cover up the sound.
"Are you all right, sweet?" Cassius had broken off his conversation at the tiny sound.
"Yes. Quite all right." Her voice sounded slightly breathless to her ears.
"Very well." Cassius turned back to the King before Snow White could see his smug grin.
Several more stinging nips continued up her inner thigh and then began anew on the other one. She found herself shivering involuntarily with each torturous bite. Fingers gripped the lips of her clean-shaven cunt and pulled them apart. A thick, warm tongue speared upwards, starting at the pulsing opening and ending with a hard flick across the tip of her clitoris.
The trembling that overtook her this time was so bad that she was forced to put down her wineglass before some of the liquid spilled. Flustered, Snow White looked around the room, hoping against hope that no one noticed her discomfiture.
Teeth and tongue continued to nibble and taste the sweet, heady juices that her passion produced. Up and down. Around and around. Not a drop was missed, not an inch of flesh was left untouched.
Secretly Snow White lowered her hand, sliding it beneath the tablecloth and into the thick silky hair of her mysterious attacker. Guiding with her hand, she brought attention back to her clitoris. Her eyes shuddered as the mouth engulfed her, sucking gently while using the tongue to stimulate her clit with fierce, rapid stabs.
Her pleasure swelled, becoming a great seething thing that twisted and roiled inside her. The deliberate taunting went on and on until it was all she could do to keep a straight face.
The tongue withdrew, leaving her bereft and unfulfilled. Her hand was grabbed and wrapped around a thick, hard object. Teasingly, it slid through her hands and before she had reached the tip she understood what it was. A low moan escaped her lips and her hand clenched involuntarily around the dildo. God, this must be some kind of joke. There was no way she would be able to keep silent or even keep a neutral face while being fucked by that.
Helplessly, she scanned the dinner guests once more, extremely thankful to find not one guess was paying her the least attention. When her eyes settled on Cassius, she found him staring at her with a knowing, smirking look on his face.
In that instant, Snow White realized that she had not gotten away with her earlier investigation or her rebuke of Cassius's behavior. And now she would be learning her own lesson. But, what a wonderful, intoxicating lesson it would be.
The blunt head of the phallus skimmed her nether opening, sliding through the folds of skin, becoming wet and slick with the abundant juices that seeped from her cunt. With her eyes staring deeply into Cassius's she waited with pent up breath while the dildo came to rest once more at her cunny opening.
Methodically and deliberately, the phallus was pushed into her. The sweet, sharp feeling of being stretched and filled was breathtaking. Driving further and further, the phallus was soon firmly entrenched in her cunny, leaving her feeling breathless and so very, very full.
Cassius felt his cock spring to life as he watched his wife's eyes widen, knowing automatically that the large dildo he had picked out had pierced her cunny. Within seconds he was rock hard and throbbing. His blood began a slow boil. And when her body quivered and began an almost unnoticeable undulation he knew the cock was forging inside her, fucking her. It seemed impossible but his cock grew even harder, twitching as if it were already driving deep inside her hot depths.
Beneath her passion-heavy lids, Snow Whites eyes darted back and forth while praying that no one would notice the situation she found herself in. The push and pull of the phallus inside her was driving her into a state of wildness. It took a supreme amount of will power and conscious effort to keep her breathing normal and the moans and cries she longed to make from being voiced. Only a small undulating movement did she allow herself, pushing downward when the cock entered her and drawing back when it pulled out.
All the while she was aware of Cassius watching her. It excited her that he knew she was being ravaged, that he could see the pleasure so clearly in her face. She trembled as the phallus inside her slick channel took to a devilish twisting with each steady push. God, could anything make this experience any better, she wondered to herself while suppressing a moan.
"You're looking a little flush dear. Would you prefer to retire to our rooms and have a lie down?"
Cassius chuckled at the evil look he received. "I'll take that as a no."
His next words were spoken in a low husky whisper. "Are you enjoying yourself my darling wife? Not too full? Why don't I just make sure for myself, after all I wouldn't want you to be too taxed to enjoy the special dessert I have for you later."
With mounting anticipation, Snow White watched Cassius's veined, masculine hand lower beneath the tablecloth and inch towards her. A whisper of skin glanced over her thigh and then those thick fingers were slipping into her cunny, sliding over the slick flesh until his fingers formed a bracket around the dildo.
"I picked this item especially for you, Snow White. You may thank me for your gift." He ordered.
"Thank you." The words came out in a low sighing moan.
"You're quite welcome. So polite and dignified. Are you going to be so dignified when you cum, dear wife? Ah, you didn't think I would actually allow this to go that far, did you? I assure you that you are going to cum, right here at this dining table in front of all of these people. And I'm going to enjoy each second of your orgasm, my eyes are going to drink in the sight of your orgasm overtaking your body and my fingers are going to relish the feel of all the little quakes and quivers that spasm through that oh-so sweet cunt." When Cassius was finished his voice was thick with hunger.
The hand between her legs shifted. Her clit became the center of attention as a finger on either side closed around it, trapping the sensitive nub of flesh. Snow White nearly jumped up from the chair at the pinched feeling. But within the next breath that feeling turned to heart stopping pleasure as the mysterious lover under the table began a determined rhythmic laving up and down over the captured pearl.
Hand and tongue worked in synchronism, pinching and licking, tweaking and sucking while the phallus plowed the wet depths of her ravenous cunt until Snow White was a bundle of fervent sensations all centered in the aching slick flesh between her legs. The all-too familiar feelings of her impending orgasm made themselves known in the tensing of her body and the fiery tingles that pulsed from her cunt. Her hands gripped the arms of her chair so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She had lost all ability control herself, letting hungry animal-like moans tear there way from her throat. No longer caring that all eyes were directed toward her, not even noticing the naked desire in many of them.
The climax burst inside her, overpowering her, tearing through her with blinding intensity, raking and clawing its way into every miniscule portion of her body. Even then, Cassius and her mysterious lover did not cease, but continued on and on wrenching even more of the deliciously piercing spirals of ecstasy loose to blaze their way through her quivering body. With a deep breath Snow White screamed in triumphant ecstasy, the sound shrieking throughout the room.
When Cassius was finally satisfied that his point was made clear to Snow White, she sat limply in her chair, one hand rested lightly on the arm of the chair while the other hung loosely at her side clinging to the other broken armrest.
Cassius past his gaze of the aroused group, "Well they certainly don't make chairs like they used to. If you would excuse my wife and me, we are going to retire to finish celebrating our anniversary in private. Please enjoy yourselves." Cassius gathered Snow White into his arms, lightly kissing her forehead before leaving the room.
A World of Darkness.
Snow White became aware of her surroundings between one breath and the next. Her eyelids trembled before she opened them to a world of darkness. Twisting her head she realized, with relief, that her vision was still intact just obscured by a blindfold. The cold feel of metal bracketed her wrists above and slightly outward from her head while her legs were left unfettered.
The soft swishing sounds of movement on carpet let her know that she was not alone. The thick, heady smell of male was also telling. And then the slight brush of warm skin against her back and the telltale feel of a hard cock nestling between the crease of her ass.
Snow White shivered, the length was much longer than Cassius, the head nearly reaching her waist. She shivered again as the rigid shaft rocked gently up and down, pressing further into the crease.
"It's been so long since I've had you in my arms, sweetling." Malachi breathed into her ear. "I have lost myself with countless women, but none could hold a candle to you. And now, with the help of your husband, I can share a new experience with you. You enjoyed watching my cock fuck the little servant in the ass, now you get to have my cock the same way."
Malachi's words were still tumbling inside her head when another warm body blanketed her front. "Happy Anniversary, darling. I hope you like my present. It took a very long frustrating time to rend Malachi from your stepmother's hold so I do hope you'll forgive us if we're a tad overly aroused. We've been planning this for so long, you see, and now there's just...This!" Cassius lifted her high into his arms and expertly let her drop straight down onto his throbbing member, sinking through the hot clinging flesh to lodge firmly inside the very core of her being.
Her head snapped back and a high-pitched scream rent the air. So full. So deep. Burning inside her like a volcano waiting to explode. And then the feeling grew even sharper and sweeter as Malachi aligned his cock and steadily forced the tight channel to accept every solid inch.
Cassius glanced at Malachi seeing the expression of wild animalistic determination on his face and knowing that his own showed the same thing. There was no place for nice nor gentleness. Their passions had been stretched too thin. Now, the woman between them was just that, a body to use, a vessel to receive the cum churning in their balls.
Malachi added his hands to the tense hands already around Snow White's waist. Together they lifted, feeling the stretched flesh cling to their members like wet silk. Male and female groans combined to echo throughout the room.
With teeth gritted, they lowered her once more, plunging easily. The sensations were too much. With a determination born of desperation, Malachi and Cassius turned feral. In and out, hard and fast they fucked Snow White, ignoring her whimpers of pleasure and screams of ecstasy. For both of them there was only the need to cum, to feel the building of raw pleasure until it burst in a flash of sensation so extreme that it felt like their entire bodies were being remade. Then the exultant male growls and cries would boom throughout the room like cannon fire.
Floundering in the buffeting sensations snaking through her body, the blindfold added a sense of helplessness that Snow White found erotic and thrilling. Taken. That was what was happening to her. She was being taken, without care, without notice, almost as if it were two strangers pillaging her body instead of her husband and the man who had taken her virginity. It was exciting. Exhilarating. She wanted more!
"Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" She screamed into the room that she could not see, to the men that were using her body.
The words were both the right thing and the wrong thing to say. They had a profound impact on her two lovers. The intensity of the fucking grew to new heights with Malachi and Cassius becoming more savage than ever. Since their hands were occupied they used their teeth to bite her skin hard enough that she would have bruises but not hard enough to draw blood.
For Snow White the pleasure-pain pushed her over the jagged edge of orgasm. The first searing wave snapped her head back and stopped her breath. The next had her gulping in the lost breath only to release it into the room in screams so loud a glass on a dressing table shattered. There was no stopping the orgasmic blasts that burrowed through her body with lightning intensity, leaving her mind shattered to anything but the pleasure. White lightning flashed behind her eyelids and crept along her skin until she was sure she would literally burn up from the rapture
Malachi barely registered the quivering princess in his arms so engrossed in his own approaching climax. It started in his balls. He could actually feel the skin tightening up into his body, readying to shoot wads of cum into the hot, gripping flesh surrounding his cock. The friction grazing his shaft was excruciating, sending surges of razor-sharp pleasure knifing into his brain.
The tight muscles surrounding Malachi gave one final massive squeeze finishing him in one strike. "Oh Fuck!" Hi face twisted in a grimace of pleasure, Malachi thrust hard and fast, losing his burning cum in jets so powerful his body arched and shook as each one shot out.
Cassius, his shaft buried deep inside Snow White, felt Malachi's cock grow even larger with his approaching orgasm, pushing against the thin membrane that separated them. He stilled his movements, waiting patiently for the first wave of Malachi's orgasm.
Dimly, he heard his partner yell just before he felt the first blast of cum rippling through the membrane and snaking up along his own shaft. That was all it took for Cassius to reach his own orgasm. Frantically he thrust, driving his cock over and over into the tight, wet flesh of his wife, relishing the friction that abraded his shaft.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" He screamed with each shot of cum that burned its way through the vein in his cock and exploded with ever increasing pleasure from the tip. More spine tingling jolts of pleasure shivered along his skin. So many, that he wondered if he would ever recover from the pleasure.
Finally, the orgasm began to subside, leaving him shaking with the effort to stand. Wearily Cassius lifted his head, lovingly looking over the exhausted face of Snow White before moving on to Malachi. Sweat poured down his face and a wide satisfied smile grinned back at him.
"Happy Anniversary, you two. Feel free to call me anytime for threesomes, foursomes, one-on-one or just if you want to chat!" The last was said with a wicked grin directed at Cassius.
Cassius laughed quietly, while Snow White moaned a weak "Thank you" and "Could someone please release these cuffs."
Now with most fairy tales, everything ends with they lived happily ever after. But in the case of Snow White and Prince Cassius Charming it would be more precise to say that they lived out their lives as they saw fit, experiencing every method of passion that they could think of, or heard of, happy and satisfied.
The End!
Based on the works of The Story Teller, for Literotica.
