The Queen’s Consort

Highland Court    
London, England      
1700      
      
My handsome King is away signing a peace treaty      
Seductive Queen left behind in a castle feeling sexual needy      
A Highland Knight’s vow to protect and serve with his last dying breath      
Servants disrobing me, now alone, if found out, fate worse than death      
Yet, no founded regrets      
Shh, bow unto your Queen, gently lay me upon a soft bed of felt      
     
My legs you impatiently spread      
Your tongue slowly dragging the path of ecstasy where it has led      
     
Tasting my skin, kissing my pussy opening, as your dick inside me surges ahead      
The sugar of my crown shall be fed      
Whispered words cry out, promises our bodies has already silently said      
Moaning to the calling of the night as you plunge deeper inside me over and over as we’ve never met      
My pussy gloving your dick, rapture suspending our souls, making me wet      
Fervent desires to feel your lust making my resistance melt      
     
Flipping me over      
My body now hovering      
     
Your palms centering my hips      
Kissing your lips      
Above your head bounding your wrists      
Losing breath, resuscitating thrusts of your hard dick      
Mm…lifting me off you, tip of your tongue tantalizing my clit      
Oh God I’m gone, a handsome Knight with bedroom bearing carnal gifts      
     
Pussy gyrating, his mouth swallowing my juices raining from my slit      
Scooting me backwards, easing back down on his firm dick      
Mm…loving the dick rush      
Sitting up, my breasts sandwiched, his mouth housing my nipple in as much      
Pussy pounding, dick navigating inside my soft lush      
Taking me backwards, back greeting the sheets      
Dick refusing to relent while locked inside my butter rum treat      
     
Legs linking around his neck      
Mm, I don’t know whose dick I love the best      
His needs to please me placing the answer to rest      
     
Oh…oo…keep moving      
Dick anchoring deeper, entwined bodies, famished in lust grooving      
Buttocks cup      
Pussy being supped      
Oh…here…oh damn I’m…cumming      
Dick humping my pussy, hungrily drumming      
Pulsating, pearly flow leaking, two souls groaning, moaning, harkening unto and humming      
     
Twin doors open      
The King’s face spoke of being heartbroken      
     
“Knights, take them away”      
Crimes of passion I must sweetly repay      
On the balcony I go to await the arrival of my handsome King      
Body still trembling in rapture from the Knight’s passion as once in time, he made my body softly climax and beautifully sing      
My Phantom Lover, kisses to the winds I blow unto you      
     
No more armor, no masks of yesterday, borrowed time as I give unto you your manly due      
My body, my heart, my love as given from a far away land, the lust of a Queen’s nightly carnal food