Towelling Allura off

“William…” Again, Allura proved herself capable of thrilling William through the mere uttering of his name, the truly spectacle woman looking up to glance at him as she stood next to her discarded clothes and batting her eyelids at him before going on to form her lips into a warm, seductive smile that struck him with such **** that he felt his legs quiver underneath him.

“Y…yes?”

“I’m soaking wet,” Allura announced, “could you do something about that?”

A strangled groan seeped out from the back of William’s throat as he struggled hard to keep his hands from tugging at the waistband of his increasingly tight trousers.

“I think there’s a few towels packed away in my luggage,” Allura held her arms by her side as she pivoted her hips during the few short, determined strides with which she brought herself back towards to the young man, who looked as though he was suitably smitten by her unabashed display of her naked body, “Would you be so kind as to fetch me one?”

Finding it almost agonizing that Allura was now so close to him that all he had to do to feel her body against his was to reach out with his arms and pull her towards him, William shifted his feet and slowly nodded his head, his gaze fixed on the sumptuous smile with which she continued to dazzle him.

“Right,” William eventually managed to squeeze out a reply, the young man being extremely conscious of how Allura had maintained her radiant expression and kept her gaze fixed on him throughout the span of several seconds which he had needed to get to the point where he had regained the ability to speak, though not without a distinct strain to his voice.

Fighting hard against his instinct to do otherwise, William began slowly moving away from Allura and would eventually turn around, his eyes falling upon how the stranger had walked back to the cairn and was examining it closely, his expression too being a strained one as the two men struggled to handle Allura’s nudity and her ceaseless unwillingness to display even the faintest hint of modesty.

William was moving faster with each step that brought him further away from Allura, his slightly dazed mind screaming at him that the quicker he was in doing her bidding, the sooner he would find himself coming closer to her again, the young man daring to hope that perhaps she would reward him for his service and his turgid dick twitching at the thought of what that reward might be.

Giggling at the fervent speed with which William heaved himself upon to the back of the coach and raced to undo the straps that held the large trunk made from smooth, varnished wood in which the bulk of those of her possessions that she’d chosen to bring with her on the journey was stored, Allura waited as he brought the trunk down onto the ground and unlocked it, raised the lid and began to rummage through it in one rapid stream of movement, with her being so satisfied by his blatant eagerness to please her that she chose not to protest his careless rifling through her belongings until he’d finally managed to stumble across a towel.

William just barely managed to stop himself from holding the towel up and grinning like an overexcited little boy at having found it, his heart sinking a little at how Allura’s eyes drifted over to the stranger, her smile broadening at how he failed to look back at her before she turned her head to gaze at William as he hurried back to where she was standing.

“That’s awfully nice of you, William,” Allura commented on how the young man had now stopped directly in front of her and was wavering back and forth between ogling her tits and face and staring down at her feet as he held out the towel for her to take, “but no…”

“I prefer it when someone else does it, but currently my handmaidens are not with me, and Bastion seems unwilling to do it, so if you would be so kind as to…” Allura proceeded to tell William after his face had been transformed into a mask of confusion.

“What?” William blurted out, guessing that this ‘Bastion’ was the man sulking over at the cairn, and not particularly happy about having Allura mentioning him.

“Why, rub me down of course,” Allura explained, as though the prospect of him doing so was the most natural thing in the world to her, “but do try and hurry up with it, lest I catch a cold.”

“Right…” William nodded his head as he took a two-handed grip of the towel, his head filling with images of things that she could do to him where sneezing would really serve to make things less enjoyable.

“William…”

“Yes?”

“It’s usually best to start with the head…”

“Right,” William said again as he looked down to see how the only thing separating his hands from the magnificent, perfectly shaped globes that constituted Allura’s huge chest was the towel, his mind not really having had much input when he’d proceeded to place them there.

“Want me to lean forwards? It would make it easier for you…” Hearing Sebastien let out a short cough, Allura opted for not looking over at him and instead keeping up the façade of there only being her and William around.

“Uh… Right,” William replied, grinning like a fool when Allura leaned her head forwards until her nose was within an inch of brushing against his chest, the young man’s hands still grasping the towel tight as he brought it up and placed it over the top of her head, tentatively running it across her rich, lustrous tresses.

“William, I’m not a porcelain doll,” Allura remarked, unleashing a giggle which left him feeling almost intoxicated, “you can be a lot rougher than that…”

“Right,” His vocabulary seeming to have undergone some rather dramatic downsizing over the last couple of minutes, William proceeded to apply a little more **** in how he pumped his wrist back and forth in an effort to dry Allura’s hair, the pendulating motion of his arms causing her whole body to jiggle softly in front of him.

Becoming increasingly aware of the delicate firmness that characterized Allura’s body as he worked the towel over each of her shoulders and up and down her arms, William then at first gave her room to straighten her neck up again before licking his lips and gulping hard as he guided the towel onto her breasts.

“Yes…” Allura purred out, closing her eyes and parting her ripe lips to let her pink tongue flick out into the open for a second as William was captivated by the manner in which her bulging breasts gently moved as he rubbed and massaged them, their expansive mass leaving him breathless enough that he barely managed to groan whenever he felt one of her hard nipples rake across the palm of his hand or his fingers.

“William…” Allura got the young man’s attention again after he’d spent a considerable amount of time focusing entirely on her outthrust bust.

“Uh…?” William narrowly succeeded in producing a somewhat intelligible reply.

“Either drop it, or move downwards…” Allura ordered him, feeling slightly disappointed when he proceeded to move the towel onto her stomach and wrapping it around one of his hands as he proceeded to rub away the drops of water that clung to her toned midriff and her narrow waist.

“William, stop…” Allura ordered, just as he’d begun to worry about whether or not he should move the towel down between her legs.

“Am… am I doing it wrong?”

“Oh no, it’s just I who haven’t been very considerate towards you,” Allura explained with a seductive smile, the words leaving her mouth at the same time as her hands were placed against his hips.

“How?”

“Well, a whole day up on that coach box, with the dust and the heat and everything,” Allura received an immense amount of satisfaction from how William jerked his hips in reaction to her fingers wrapping themselves around his belt, “I really should have suggested straightaway that you should go for a swim as well. I’d be happy to join you, if you prefer that…”

“A swim?” William didn’t quite know what to say, which was probably why he followed up on his first question with a disbelieving “Naked?”

“That’s usually how people do it…” Allura’s deadpan delivery of her reply coincided with her unbuckling William’s belt.