King Arthur in the Adventures of Cameltoe (Part 2) - Sex Stories

King Arthur in the Adventures of Cameltoe (Part 2)

... bastard.” Rosie rolled over and crushed me underneath. Her arse sucked me like a sink plunger. She then began jumping up and down on my cock. Under her weight I felt my bones crumbling to dust. No matter how much I cried out she continued to smash me into mattress.“Rosie... Please.” “Shut up Berty, I know you like it.” She had a point... but it fucking hurt. While she pounded me like turf under carthorse hooves, I watched Rosie’s wings of fat slap up and down like a chicken trying to fly. I felt relieved when I burst my damn and poured my toxic cum inside. I could not move and lay pinned under Rosie. My dick tickled as my cum began to rain back down. She finally rolled off me, allowing me to breathe. But her body caused her side of the mattress to sink and mine to rise, rolling me back on top. “Don’t get the wrong idea.” Laying beside Rosie, I felt something settle deep inside. There was something about her that I actually liked. “How many men have you had tonight, Rose?” “Thirty, maybe thirty five. I gave up counting at lunchtime.” “Why don’t you give up the job? I can earn a living as a travelling magician, and you can be my glamorous assistant.” “You know magic?” I closed my eyes. I couldn’t believe I made such an elementary error. “Yeah... Part time, I fit it in around my gatekeeping.” “I suppose it’s good to have a hobby. I sing gospel around my fucking.” “Out of interest... have you ever been with a magician? I heard Merlin comes here a lot.” “Merlin... He’s alright, ...

... has a pretty small wand though. Gandalf came in the other week, he’s hung like a battering ram. Stretched me good and proper with all kinds of tricks. I fucked a few of his hobbits too, for half price a go.” This Gandalf is getting too big for his magic wand. He’s encroaching on my patch... as if middle fucking earth isn’t big enough. I lowered my legs off the bed “Apart from Gandalf, how many magicians have you... let’s use the word, met.” “I have fucked quite a few actually. They have a thing for black women. I’ve coined the phrase, black magic.” I felt devastated and climbed from the bed. “I’ll never love again.” I waved my hand in the air. “It’s fine, you can keep my heart as well. Goodbye.” Back at the gate house I kissed Merlin, and swapped back to myself... Merlin. Berty woke up and stared at me. “Merlin... did you just kiss me?” “I caught you sleeping on the job. Just thought I would scare you.” “Oh... Right. I feel all funny... must have been the whisky giving me nightmares.” I snatched the bottle off Bert’s desk. “Probably better that I keep it anyway. Don’t want to fall asleep on job, do you.” “Don’t tell anyone.” “Don’t worry. Have a good night.” Under a ghostly moon, I trudged back towards the castle. I took a swig from the bottle before wiping my mouth dry with my sleeve. A figure stood in the shadows, just before the open drawbridge. I figured it was a vigilant guard. “Stand down solider, it’s Merlin.” The person remained sat on the stone wall in silence. As I ...