A delectable feast

Regina entered the oak door and quickly closed it behind her. Using her magic to ensure that it was locked, she breathed a slight sigh of relief that she hadn’t been caught yet by the guards. Looking at the oak door, the Evil Queen chuckled at the irony of the situation of sneaking through a castle to hide from guards while having an adventure. It was almost her childhood relived just without being sold by her mother to the king as a whore. Shaking the thoughts from her mind, Regina focused on where she actually was, turning to observe her surroundings she was amazed to find that she was in an annex of the castle’s library. Stacks and rows of books spread down the library were barely lit, it seemed from the dust and cobwebs within this darkened section that this part of the library hadn’t been used for a few years at least.

“Ohhhh,” a familiar moan tickled Regina’s ears in the distance. Silently moving forward with each step the orchestra of pleasure that she was beginning to understand that she was hearing got louder. Peeking out from a corner into the more brightly lit center of the room, she gasped in surprise. A wave of desire cascaded over her as she watched entranced at the delicious feast that she had stumbled upon. There in the middle was the most delectable, most intoxicating, mouth watering sight she had seen in a great while. A devilish smirk came across her face as she watched.

Snow moaned and writhed on top of the hardened maple table her chest heaving in ecstasy. “fu-uh-hh Red, Yes, taste me.” A responding growl from the woman who was devouring her breaking the gates of her arousal as she came with a gasp.

Tugging on the hair that was in her grip, Snow pulled the wolf up for a wet kiss of thanks. The two women lost in the ecstasy that they found within one another tore at the remaining clothing that availed them and halted their continued progress. The want to feel flesh on flesh consuming their thoughts as Red ground her pulsing sex onto Snow White’s pale thigh and the Queen’s answering hips jerking into her.

Regina moaned softly at the sight squeezing her appendage as it filled with blood and hardened with renewed vigor. How the Evil Queen wanted to not just have another night with the spoiled princess turned queen, but the new appealing thoughts of the wolf bearing her pups to build a new type of army made the brunette shudder in fascinated desire and lust. As if bound by the wants of her cock, Regina twisted her wrist and while divesting herself of her conjured garments bound the two woman to each other. Their slick arousal that was spread onto their sweating, writhing, voluptuous bodies now the glue that kept them together. Stepping out of the shadows Regina purred “Well, my dear Snow, it seems as though you are not as pure as your subjects believe you to be.” Her hips swayed with each step. Her voice giving the women on the table pause as she got closer to them

“Regina,” Snow gasped trying to push the redhead on top of her off with great difficulty as the were-woman tried to separate them as well.