The Bun also Rises Chapter 3 - Liz and Prince Malcolm - Sex Stories

The Bun also Rises Chapter 3 - Liz and Prince Malcolm

... escaped Malcolm's mouth. “ Don't worry, I'll let you explore there some more in a bit.” As she slithered down his body his hardness slid up along her belly, coming to rest between her breasts. Slowly back and forth Rhona moved, letting his sex fuck her. “ Oh Rhona. Oh God, that feels so good.” “ Well then, this should feel better.” On the last upward thrust she caught the top of his manhood in her mouth. Taking just the head in her mouth, she sucked. Rhona sat back on to Malcolm's lap and grasped his shaft in her little hands. It took both together to get all the way around it. How was she going to get it inside of her? Her hand and her mouth in unison, she took as much of him into her mouth as she could. He was far too large to take it all. She did the best that she could. From his groans and moans she figured that she was doing an alright job. With a steady rhythm she continued till Malcolms hands came to her shoulders and stopped her. “ No more, woman. You are undoing me. I canna take it any longer. It's your turn.” As he said it, he rolled her on to her back. Crouching over her, he began. His head dropped to her chest and in turn took each nipple into his mouth. Rhonas body responded to his touch. His fingers traced the curve of her breast, down to her round tummy and over her full hips. Cleaving her thighs with his thumbs, he rested his hands upon her knees and pushed them out to the side. Rhona lay before him in all her heavenly glory, her delicate lily fragrant at ...

... full blossom. Bowing his head, he breathed deep her musky scent, a mixture of wanton sex and rose water. Her milky white skin shone like alabaster in the flickering firelight. And like a peach her mound was delicate of flesh and slippery with the nectar of lust. At first just tasting the fruit, and then eating the succulent ripe peach with abandon. Malcolm gazed at Rhona as she lay in his bed, her ginger hair spread across the white linen like flames licking at the soul of his manhood. Mary was chuckling to herself. “My god, this is so bad!” The writing was just so cheesy, but that was what she expected, and slugged through looking for the good part. Malcolm was about to give Rhona the what for. She snuggled a bit deeper into the blankets and kept reading. For a moment, she thought about putting her hand in her panties, then decided not to. Honestly, she was just too tired to make the effort. Also, she was having a hard time getting her sister out of her head. Still, gross. Rhona's back arched to meet her lovers mouth. “Tell me Rhona. Tell me and I'll take you to heaven.” Rhona rested herself on her elbows and looked at Malcolm. His deep tan against the creamy white of her own was almost startling. He was so handsome with his dark hair and his beautiful clear blue eyes. “I don't know why it's taken me so long. I love you, Malcolm.” Hovering over her, his muscles rippled as he supported his weight. She spread her legs wide to give herself to him. Ever so gently, he pushed his ...