Trouble

Hunnie







"Oh my gosh. What is he doing?" I was thinking to myself nervously.

I was going to die today, that's for sure!

My body could sense something big about to happen and my anxiety was sky rocketing!

The King....THE DEMON KING, is kneeling between my legs and lapping away at my bits, AGAIN!





Why does he keep licking me? His wife will surely have my head! What if she smells me on him?



It seemed to be something he really enjoyed doing to me. I was so scared that his bride will walk right in this bathroom and I'll be doomed.



I was starting to have a headache just thinking about it.





"Relax." He groans out, lifting his head.

Then he leans back down and sends a few more laps up and down my nub.



"Look at the walls," he mumbles a mouthful.





When I looked, I seen a warped, rainbow colored illusion lining the bathroom walls. Indicating that there was a spell on the room, a noise-canceling spell that is.

I looked back down at the king and he was lapping away aggressively between my folds, which sent an early rupture through my stomach and came gushing out of my core.



My head was light and dizzy. He slurped my liquids entirely and I grabbed his head closer between my thighs and he moaned while flicking his tongue across my aching clit. My body began twitching and jerking as his hot mouth captured my clit repeatedly.



I grinded the tingling sensation all along his face. Feeling my own wetness.



The heat was about to send me into a second orgasm!



My body shuddered when I felt his finger enter my core. He brought his mouth over my nub again, and worked his fingers upward into my canal. Thrusting and slipping in with great ease.

I felt a knot in my stomach and I was feeling very shy and embarrassed as I might need to urinate soon and he was still kneeling between my thighs.



A part of me wanted to run and hide under my covers, but....another part of me actually...kind of desired this.



A sudden gasp escaped my lips when I felt his long finger slide all the way out and welcomes a second finger. He stands up and hovers over my knees, wiping his face and pressing his fingers deeply inside me.

His eyes lock onto my heavy and confused ones. Filled with so much irresistible greed, I couldn't take my eye off of his emerald ones. He hooked me with just his stare alone. Something about him made me want to give my all, submit, cater to his needs.

I stared back, taking in his gentle thrust, and biting my lip from the painful pleasure.

Before I even knew it, The King lowers the front of his pants with one hand, freeing his massive, thick, veiny, phallus, while he continues working his fingers inside of me. His yearning eyes not breaking eye contact with mine.



He then stands up slightly, and adds a knee onto the lounge chair. I feel the chaise sink in around my waist.



"I'm going in when you come baby," he bites his lips and leans closer to nibble at my hardened nipples through the thin, silky gown.



A moan escapes from my lips and his eyes flicker up from my breast and to my lips.



The room became unbreathable, filling with hot, moist air.



With his gaze on my lips and fingers still thrusting in my core, his head lowers and he captures my bottom lip.



My body was filled with so much heat I was going to explode with from the stars and fireworks.



His lips were so soft and plump. It sent shivers down my spine and to my lady parts!



The King swipes his tongue across my lips before I open them up for him. Allowing us to really feel each other.



His tongue finds mine first, and the pulse between my legs causes me to moan into his mouth. I felt liquids seeping out my body and tingles leaving my core as my walls clenched around his two fingers.



My body has very quick spams as I'm wrapping my arms around his neck. Then, In one quick movement, The King shoves his face in the crooks of my neck and at the same time I feel sharp, excruciating, pressure from between my legs.



I yelp out at the suddenly painful intrusion. He stills for a few seconds and I'm left whimpering and whining from the stretching.





Ring of FIRE!!!





He nibbles at my neck before starting a few slow strokes. I'm gripping tightly onto his silky red tunic, not over the pain yet. My body was on guard for more pain to come, but he was going so slow, it starts to feel different.



He picks up his pace and more moans happen to leave my sweet lips. Animalistic grunts start to slowly leave his own throat.



Every thrust and stroke now pleasurable. I release the tension that my legs were holding. Opening them wider.



The famished King rocks his hips firmly between my thighs. Sending more juicy nectarine of liquids from my snatch, seeping onto the very expensive sofa. The sound so slippery and wet, mixed with low groans were music to my soul.



My body danced another smooth and slick orgasm, until The King hisses and pulls his phallus out.



He hisses some more, and stares at it before tapping my thighs to turn around.



I devotedly turned around on the chaise, and got on my hands and knees. The King adjusts my posture and pulls me closer to the edge of the lounge chair. Rubbing his shaft up and down my wet box.

He moans and curses a few times before grabbing onto my waist and sliding his phallus inside.

I flinched pretty hard around this time. It pinched and hurt. He doesn't still like before. He automatically pumps with a new profound speed. A speed to quick for my freshly new body to adjust to.



My whole body goes protective mode, I can't fight him even if I tried.



He's The King. The Demon King.



He bring his hands on my shoulder and grips it tightly while shoving his phallus deeper inside. I could feel his thickness filling my wall, stretching me endlessly.



I hid the small whimpers of pain between my teeth. He was making all kinds of sensual noises and whimpers. I'm sure his time is close.



His pumps were pushing me deeper and deeper into the sofa. He starts slapping my rear before pushing down on my back to bend.



I get off my hands and go onto my elbows. My poor genitalia throbbing from the pounding.



"Head down." He demands coldly and pushes my head all the way down.



The rapid torture he inflicts from behind brings me to tears. I wasn't enjoying this at all. I knew he was having a great time as he couldn't stop touching my body all over, but it was too rough.

I wish this would just end already. I've slept with someone else's man and also gave my innocence away to a complete stranger.

I was feeling troubled about it all.

Even more troubled when he finished inside of me. Grabbing onto the flesh on my back with his nails.

Not even able to breath, The King slowly slides out of me.



"You don't have to stay.....for ....the party...."

Obviously hinting that I must've looked a messed and that we are done here.



He left right after. Not saying any other word to me.



How humiliating. I'm sure he does this to them all.



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Location unknown



Sometime just after 3am.



Unknown witch







"Please Miss! No need to get hasty!" The evil witch yelled back at the buyer.

A woman all in red has been coming to her shop for quite some time and spending a tremendous amount of gold coins for very powerful spells.

The spell she wanted today required a lot of energy, but she was being heavily rewarded.



Hell, this spell might knock her out for weeks!

"WHEN YOU OLD HAG? WHEN??" The red hooded mystery woman yells through the shop window.

"WOMAN! I told you I can do it tomorrow morning after breakfast. I have no energy right now from the last spell you requested!"



The evil witch walks back and fourth in her shop. Gathering all her food and supplies for the next spell tomorrow.

The hooded lady sucks her teeth. She seeds within. She really wants to take the head off the old witch. She can't wait any longer. Her suspicions deemed it true the night of the party.

He's been occupied else where. Now he never will be. Only with her.