The life of a prince

The next week was a blur for Aarni. He ate, fucked, rested, fucked, ate again, napped, did his combat training, and then fucked again that night. All with Yrsa there supporting him. He gained confidence in approaching the girls, got better at the angles and mechanics of penetration, but after that first day, it didn’t seem like Yrsa was teaching him anything. She would pick out girls for him, bring them to him, watch him fuck them and then give him a kiss on the cheek and go back to her room.

She was getting more comfortable around him when he was naked, watching him fuck from closer and closer. She talked to him differently too, she didn’t laugh at him as much, and while he wasn’t sure he was reading it accurately, she seemed to defer to him more as well. Aarni knew she wasn’t being intimate with his brother, she let that slip on only the second day of his trainings. When she promised him something special for completing one week of his training, he was hopeful, and also terrified that they were going to cross some dangerous lines. He fantasized about her joining in on the sex, and felt guilty for doing so.

On the seventh day he awoke to find Yrsa standing in his room. He immediately broke into a cold sweat while his cock hardened under his sheet.

“It’s been a week, are you ready for your reward?”

“Yes,” he croaked out.

She stepped aside, and there stood Erna, her red hair and green eyes, her freckles and soft lips. She wore a white gown, almost transparent and fitted tightly to her. On her wrist she wore the red bracelet. Aarni smiled, he was going to enjoy this.

He had thought about Erna periodically throughout the week, how awkward he had been, this time he would be confident, in charge. He got up and walked to her, kissed her hand, her arm, her shoulder, her neck and then her lips. She was smiling and already reacting to his attention. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply, when they broke their kiss she bit her lip.

“What would you like me to do for you, master.”

Damn, he liked her calling him master. He didn’t say a word, he just guided her to her knees. She took his pants down and immediately went to work, licking the underside of his shaft, kissing his testicles, running her hands up and down his leg. She looked up at him.

“I’ve thought about you so much.” She said, then took him into her mouth, sucking hard as she slowly pulled off of him. “I’ve thought about this so much.” She stretched her neck forward and took him as far as she could, gagging on him as she tried to take his entire length.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “you’re too big.” As she kissed his cock and ran her tongue up the side of it.

Aarni stayed silent, he just grabbed her, picked her up and put her roughly on the bed, her legs hanging off the side, looking at him. She started to climb farther onto the bed, but he stopped her, took her legs and put them up on his shoulders, pulled her to the edge of the bed, found her entrance, and took her.

He didn’t fuck her fast, he thrusted slow and deep into her, while he kissed her calves and ankles. She had lovely legs, they were lightly freckled and he couldn’t get enough of the taste of her skin. She moaned and pushed into him, driving his cock as deep into her as possible.

“Kiss me,” she begged.

He separated her legs, pushed her farther onto the bed and climbed on top of her, entered her again and then found her mouth, kissing her deep and hard as he thrust into her. Erna sucked on his tongue as she thrust her hips, taking as much of him into her as she could. Her hands were on his back, grasping, scratching, pushing his body into hers as if they could fuse into one flesh.

When they broke their kiss to breathe, he felt a hand touch his face. Turning, he met Yrsa’s face and she kissed him, tenderly and passionately on his lips.

Aarni came.