All about Aaron
Yet another boring morning. I wake up with the slick of our lovemaking last night. I couldn't help but gnaw at my nail and think about him again and again.
To be his wife...
To be his bed warmer...
Everything will be me and he will be my sexy pornstar.
"Ah, you're the death of me." Pushing myself up, I shuffle my feet to a new tune I created and enter the bathroom.
Brushing my teeth, having a great luxurious bath in the circular tub with rose water... I was living the Princess life again.
Somehow, I would orefer being Ravine of the porn industry. Not a princess.
Half of my heart wants to be a princess, half of it wants to be a pornstar. And my mind... it just doesn't want me to get into any trouble in the two choices.
However, my body wanted him. My boyfriend.
Dressing up while having a contest between my heart and my body, I decide to follow my body's choice.
Yes, you guessed it right.
Laying down on the soft mattress and pillows, my head sinks into the silken sheets as I close my eyes. My thighs are clenched together, wild thoughts running in my mind.
I haven't been able to touch myself effectively, given a 6' 3 reason for it.
I subtly add my height to what he adds in me. I shall be around 6' 1 myself then. Chuckling at my silly thought, I sink and begin to grind my hand on my velvety lips.
The thing doesn't even give me pleasure. The lace and silk texture doesn't give much friction like cotton does.
Spreading my legs in the pretty dress, my fingers between my folds through the lace panties begin to play by themselves. Soft moans escapes my lips, my other hand busy measuring my bust.
It was a shame. My little hands couldn't fit in all my bosom in one squeeze. I wish he was here, squeezing me juicily with his big, ruffian hands.
"Ah, fuck..." having had enough of the light friction, I throw on my leg down the mattress and spread the other while ripping the dainty panty myself. It was as strong as paper for me in the heat of the moment.
The ripped shreds hang around my inner thighs.
Sucking my own fingers nice and glossy, I plunge one of them inside my core. I find my G-spot quicker than any other man could. Of course, Aaron doesn't disappoint in this criterion.
I suddenly remember...
"Ah! AH! YES, FUCK OH YEAH!" my screams reached out and away from my old mansion. The neighbors were concerned for my health while Aaron had three of his fingers thrusting inside me of mercilessly.
The speed, the sadism and the interest made me squirt all over the sheets and him.
He didn't stop there. Of course he didn't.
Giggling naughtily at my memory, I close my eyes and pleasure myself.
One more finger,
Another one.
I tried to mimic his movements but it wasn't possible for me. I would do it to another person, but it wasn't possible for myself in this comfortable position. I was laying on my back.
Slowly, I use my thumb to rub my clit simultaneously.
Again, a refreshing memory...
He was as good as a tiger in bed. He ate me, thrusted his fingers in me while still dominating his thumb on my clit.
I will never forget the various tricks he exhibits every time he eats my pussy. He's so fucking good at his game.
Somehow, I reach the first orgasm but my body wanted more.
With my phone, i click a few pictures of my oozing core while playing with my folds all the while.
A devilish idea strikes to me then.
The thumb sized device was sitting happily beside me. I take the device, press it three times and send a text to my boyfriend.
[Attachment sent]
[How about it, joy boy? Wanna do it again in my room?]
I place the phone down.
Within the few seconds, I hear shuffling footsteps as I text him again.
[The door's open.]
The man blasts through it.
He was still in his guard uniform.
But boy did he look so hot in red and black.
The bed was sideways, so I give him a good view of my wet, used pussy as he throws all his clothes off of himself. I chuckle at his eagerness as he jumps on the bed, on me.
We frantically kiss our faces off. He was grinding on my wet pussy for multiple reasons. One of it was to build his boner, and the other was to pick up my fluids and use it as our lubricant.
We love a no-waste sex scheme.
Soon, he was injecting me with his stinger.
"What the fuck are you doing with a dress?" He questions me seriously. The next second, he tears it open and reveals my chest and nipple pads. My widened eyes were met with his sly ones. He was going to go into mad speed.
Surely, the sex was expected to last no less than an hour.
He banged me for an hour straight. We had to have a shower later by default.
We didn't want to smell like four rounds and two squirts to the Eastern Palatinate.
My weak legs follow him out of the shower. He turns around and opens his arms wide. Without questioning it, I fall into his embrace.
"My lovely Ravine." He coos, I couldn't help but hum in satisfaction.
"I love you." Saying, I peck his lips. Circling my arms around his neck, I let my towel slip down and pool at my ankles.
"I love you no less, Ravine. Today, I will put an end to this bastard. I got to know what he did to you." My eyes widen. Before that, I wanted to know who told him.
"Who told you—"
"The whole kingdom knows about it. I've heard it from many novice guards." He says.
Wow.
Way to lose my dignity even before I entered this kingdom.
"But don't you worry," he sets my hair behind my ear, forcing me to look into his eyes, "I will take care of him if he plans to fight. I've come with ammunition and deals. He can choose the gun or his life."
I've got the best boyfriend in the world.
