Glass walls of my Toumignon turret suite framed the endless plateau. Desert winds whispered against tinted panes. Silk sheets shimmered on the king bed, cool to touch. Leather dragon harnesses draped like sculptures. Blancnichon raisin champagne fizzed sweet on tongue, gold bubbles bursting. I sipped, watching Fanfan enter. Street acrobat turned pokey. Muscles carved from survival, aristocratic jaw set. White-gold vest clung sweat-damp, wine-red shorts bulged.
First glimpse at crossroads. Tiger carriage halted. His torches blazed. Spadassin slashed. Braies fell. Cock curved free, thick shaft swinging for the mob. Women flushed. I hungered. Sent Fleur, eyes pleading. Bath steamed floral soap. Matrone’s heavy tits swayed, gant de crin scrubbed dirt. New pants silk-soft.
The Privilege
He bowed in my suite. Jewels iced my cleavage, heavy gold chains. ‘Show it.’ Pants dropped. Shaft lolled. My dry hand seized base. Cold fingers pumped. Veins swelled. Head flared purple. Precum slicked palm. ‘My toy.’ He throbbed rigid, sabre-stiff.
Hired as pokey. Ecurie reeked musk, chains clanked on Oliver’s green scales. Badine hummed electric bite. Plateau races. My Amazone thundered beside. Gilet gaped, breasts bounced firm, brown areolas flashed. Nipples peaked wind-hard. His gaze devoured. ‘Stop or die!’ Badine crack sent shocks.
Grand Prix chaos. Gorge stampede. Orc’s yellow beast flamed rivals to ash. Hid in ronce cave, thorns scored skin. Saved me on vire. Orc’s red boudin jutted monstrous, hairy groin thrust. ‘Kill me!’ I screamed, pants shredded, thighs bare white. Fanfan leaped. Body slammed brute off cliff. Gilet lent, my tits near-nude.
Regicide frame-up. Hid him here. Plaid floor, my panties tossed aside. Planned Crodeor’s fall. Fleur’s note smuggled. Trap sprung. His fat confessed, beheaded in silk foulard gag.
King granted union. Terrace sun warmed skin. Head on his lap. ‘Love Fleur. But wedding night ours three. All you crave.’
The suite hushed. Candles flickered jewel facets. Fleur slipped in, shawl silver-threaded, nude curves lithe. Eyes clear, lips parted. Fanfan stripped. Cock saluted, curved arrow-ready.
The Excess
Fingers traced my sauge-lavender skin. Champagne trailed nipples. Fleur’s tongue lapped beads. Wet heat. His breath ragged.
Pushed him mattress-deep. Silk rasped back. Straddled face. Pussy lips spread wide on mouth. Tongue plunged folds. Clit ground nose. Juices smeared chin, salty drip. Fleur engulfed shaft. Lips stretched, throat bulge. Gags wet, saliva trailed balls.
Swapped savage. Fleur impaled, cunt gripped tight. Ass cheeks clapped slams. I reverse-cowgirl, ass cheeks spread. Tongue rimmed hole, deep probe. Fleur and I crushed lips, nipples scraped electric.
Flipped her doggy. Cock hammered, balls slapped wet. I beneath, tongue lashed clit, shaft slick-saw. Pulled free. Ropes jetted hot, splattered tits. Thick white arcs. Tongues scooped, swapped creamy kisses.
No bounds. His cock ass-stuffed me, burn-stretch bliss. Fleur scissored, clits sparked friction. Fingers everywhere, holes filled cum-slick. Orgasms ripped waves, screams glass-muffled.
Dawn crept. Bodies glistened sweat. Champagne refilled, bubbles soothed throats. Sheets tangled luxury cocoon. Secret sealed, tinted glass veiled. Dragons awaited plateau runs. Elite games eternal.
