This chapter royally sucks

When she first heard of the concept of a blowjob, Adella shuddered. She couldn't imagine ever doing something as undignified as placing her mouth on the thing a guy pees out of, much less allowing her mouth to get filled with his seminal emissions. The more she heard Courtney wax eloquently about the experience, however, the more she found herself becoming open-minded to the idea. Now, in this moment, there is no hesitancy whatsoever as she looks squarely at the one-eyed snake that her fingers clutch.

Without even a moment's debate, she opens her mouth and inhales Horace's massive member. The thick head bypasses her teeth and is soon working its way beyond the back of her tongue.

Adella suppresses the instinct to gag and instead focuses her attention on savoring the rich experience. Just as her hearing and sense of smell seem to be magnified, so is her sense of touch -- even within her mouth. She marvels at the way her tongue seems to map out the distinctive contours of Horace's veiny appendage, and she can picture the thick shaft inside her mouth, growing ever more engorged as her tongue and lips urge it to its fullest endowment.

"Oh... my... fucking... hell!" says Horace in slow, measured words. The beautiful, delicate princess he had always admired from afar seems to bear no relation to the ravenous vixen kneeling in front of him. He reaches his hand tentatively to her head, fearing what will happen if a commoner such as himself initiates such familiar contact with a daughter of royal blood. Adella evidently has no such concerns, however, because she is hard at work, attempting to relax her throat muscles to allow the stableboy's gigantic prick to slide well beyond the back of her mouth.

As the princess engages in her first attempt at oral sex, she allows her hands to explore Horace's firm, muscular legs. Her hands move steadily upward until they encounter his low-hanging scrotum, dangling down below the bottom of her chin.

She pulls her mouth off of the thick, slippery sausage and gives it some strokes with one hand while examining his balls with the other. They look so inviting, and with no hesitation at all, she begins to lick the hairy sack, breathing in deeply and savoring the alluring musky scent of Horace's crotch.

Once Adella disconnects her lips from his shaft, Horace regains the presence of mind to free his feet from the pants at his ankles and to cast aside the remnants of his shirt. He looks down at the beautiful princess as she extends her tongue and licks the underside of his erection. Reaching to her nightgown, he tugs at it, gently pulling it upward. Adella realizes what he is attempting to do and reaches both hands up, tracing the muscles of his abdomen as she does so. With her arms thus extended, Horace is able to pull the nightgown over her head and toss it carelessly to the side as she again wraps her lips around his dick and begins to suck.

Adella reaches between her legs and touches the wet crotch of her panties. She feels such arousal between her legs that she nearly cums at the mere contact of her palm against her mound. Slipping her fingers inside the leg of her panties, she finds her swollen clit and rubs the hard nub in a circular motion. This is not the first time she has pleasured herself, by any means, but never before has her body responded so powerfully to her touch. She feels a savage intensity build inside her that cannot be tamed.

As she continues to finger her wet slit, a volcanic intensity builds and erupts deep within her, beginning with her clit and radiating outward to every part of her body. She feels a primal growl building within her chest, and she opens her mouth wide to express it, only to feel Horace drive his cock powerfully into her mouth, finally bypassing her tonsils. With her nose buried in his pubic hair, her orgasm fully siezes her, causing her to grip Horace's leg with such intensity that her nails draw blood.

Horace cries out -- half in pleasure and half in shock. Very few women have ever been able to deepthroat him, and he certainly didn't expect this delicate princess to be one of them. As her tiny throat massages his engorged schlong, his surprise is quickly overshadowed by the rapidly-building need to expel his load of cum. The sharp pain in his leg as her nails break the skin only serve to escalate his passionate need to unload.

As inexperienced as Adella is, she knows enough to be able to sense that Horace is nearing his climax. She takes steady breaths through her nose, not wanting to release the hold her mouth and throat have on his rock-hard member. Horace's balls thump rhythmically against her chin, and she tries to imagine the amount of emissions being generated by the large, heavy orbs.

The power of her self-induced orgasm is still sending waves through her body as she looks up at Horace's feverish face. She makes a snap decision about what to do.