Kink Me! #24
Kink Me! #24
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When Gwen did complain, it was the first time Morgana asked her to take her cock into her mouth. She didn't refuse, she got down onto her knees easily enough, it was when it came down to the actual act that they hit a snag. Gwen looked up at her wide-eyed and Morgana - hard from just the thought of it - canted forward her hips a little to nudge the tip of her cock against Gwen's lips. Meek as always, Gwen opened her mouth and let Morgana start to push inside. She hadn't even taken a quarter of it when she gagged and pulled away choking. Morgana was mortified and sat stroking Gwen's back until she calmed down, swearing it didn't have to happen again. But it did, and this time, Morgana pressed her hand to the back of Gwen's head to stop her pulling away. Gwen only did manage to suck the a couple of inches but Morgana kissed her sweetly for it afterwards, even though she didn't come, and buried herself inside her instead. She didn't bring it up again. Gwen, much to Morgana's surprise, did.
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"Yes, my lady," Gwen said, her eyes still trained on the bulge in Morgana's breeches. She wasn't listening.
It was the first time she had worn the breeches, she realised, when she had her cock, and they gave Gwen quite an eyeful. Under Gwen's gaze, she half-hardened, making her shift in her seat. Without a word, Gwen dropped the broom in her hand and came to kneel before Morgana. She had never initiated their love making before, not as boldly as she did then, tugging at the ties of Morgana's breeches and pulling out her cock.
"I've been talking to Alice, the scullery maid who goes to the King's bed. I told her I had a stable boy who wanted me to... and got her to teach me, talk me through it and help me practice on... Well, it doesn't matter what, something from the kitchens. I swore her to secrecy. She's bedding Prince Arthur as well and I said that I'd tell you if she told anyone." She looked up shyly at Morgana's face for the first time. "I want to please you."
"You did that for me?" Morgana asked, touched. Gwen was the most embarrassed about those sorts of things as a person could be. Unless, of course, she was under Morgana.
Gwen smiled innocently when Morgana stroked her hair, unexpectedly sneaking out her tongue to lick the tip of her mistress' cock. Morgana's eyes slammed closed and she thrust forward with her hips, which Gwen quickly pinned in place with her hands, bowing to lick a stripe along Morgana's length and then swirl her tongue around the base, before licking back up, underneath this time. Once, twice, she repeated it, setting a rhythm with the sole purpose of changing it without warning, taking the tip of Morgana's cock into her mouth and suckling on it as she did on Morgana's breast. Morgana cried out, swearing loudly and twisting her hand in Gwen's hair. Emboldened, Gwen slid her mouth down onto Morgana's cock until she was taking the quarter she had gagged on the first time, and started to suck again, bobbing her head up and down on it until, before she knew it, it was at the back of her throat. That was when her training came in. Taking a deep breath in and out through her nose, she swallowed it, taking it down her throat until her lips were stretched around the thick base. Morgana could do nothing but gasp helplessly and keen, losing the ability to breathe altogether when Gwen started to move up and down on it again, quickening her pace getting a throat full of come within seconds. She swallowed it eagerly, loving the thought of having it inside of her without the fear of getting with child. When Morgana softened, it only drove Gwen on, sucking and bobbing her head on the cock until it was hard again, only then sliding Morgana out of her mouth and sitting back.
Morgana's eyes were half-closed and she was panting, leaning back on the loveseat, her cock sticking up, glistening wet in the firelight. "By the God's Guinevere," she murmured, sliding her hand down from Gwen's hair to stroke the girl's aching cheek.
"I- I want to do something - something else. I'm - I'm not finished," Gwen stuttered, suddenly nervous again.
A small laughed soared from Morgana's lips. She looked from Gwen to her hard cock and then back again. "I had noticed."
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"Too much for you?" Morgana teased, smiling wickedly and giving a small thrust with her hips. She had regained a little of her composure and didn't intend to miss a moment of Gwen riding her.
Gwen shook her head unconvincingly. She had only seen three men's cock's before in her life, and those had been by accident and only for a few snatches of a second, but what she had seen was enough to tell her that Morgana was big. She was certainly bigger than the other three Gwen had seen - by quite a stretch.
"You sure?" Morgana smirked.
To prove her point, Gwen began to move, using her knees to lever herself slowly up and down. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, sliding up and down on Morgana's cock. It had been almost a week since Morgana had been inside her. Guests were coming from all over to sign a treaty and Gwen had been needed to prepare rooms for them, keeping her and Morgana apart. She had felt her absence keenly. She never felt so close to Morgana as when she was full of her cock. It was as if Morgana and herself were made for each other, sculpted to fit together perfectly, cock and cunt. She was thinking just this when Morgana slapped her arse twice in quick succession, punishing her for moving too slow, urging her to go faster. Crying out, Gwen threw back her head and started to ride her harder and quicker, as hard and fast as Morgana had ever taken her - which, she would find out later, was far gentler and slower than Morgana could be, especially that time in the forest. The quicker pace sent her beasts bouncing indecently in front of Morgana's face and, filled with lust, Morgana tore the front of her dress to let them spill out, taking one greedily into her mouth and kneading the other roughly. It was Gwen's turn to swear then and soon the muscles of her cunt were squeezing the cock inside of her and she was coming. Morgana gave a strangled cry, the clenching of Gwen's cunt finishing her off. She lifted Gwen off her cock just in time, emptying her seed onto her maid's thighs and collapsing back against the chair.
Next up: Morgana takes Gwen hard in the forest against a tree, stay tuned!
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Dropping her load of broken branches atop the others she had gathered, Morgana ran her eyes around the clearing, searching for her maid. She found her almost immediately, resting against a tree after fetching water, quickly averting her gaze from where it had been lingering. Morgana smiled. She had worn her breeches intentionally, knowing the effect it always had on Gwen. It was the first time she had worn them out with her cock. She had invoked the spell secretly that morning and covered herself up with a loose shirt that almost reached her knees so that Gwen - along with any other prying eyes - would remain ignorant of what bulged between her legs. It was only when they dismounted a half a day's ride from Camelot, whilst Gwen was gathering her water, that Morgana pulled up the shirt and tied a knot in the back - bearing her breeches and the pale skin of her stomach to above her naval.
"See something you like, Guinevere?" Morgana asked innocently, standing up straight, her hands on her hips, and a bead of sweat running down her brow.
"Yes, my lady," Gwen answered with a soft smile. Her cheeks had darkened but she held Morgana's haze. "I always see something I like when you are present," she continued sweetly.
A charmed smile tugged at Morgana's lips as sauntered slowly to where Gwen stood. She brought her hand to Gwen's cheek and stroked her thumb back and forth over her cheekbone, leaning in to kiss her gently, gradually coaxing Gwen's lips to part for her and seeking out her tongue. A memory from the week before flashed before her eyes. Gwen laid spread out on her bed, her bare breasts heaving with laboured breaths; her head tipped back, her lips parted in a never ending gasp. Morgana lay between her legs, lapping softly like a cat at her cream. The memory made her smile. She had held Gwen tenderly as she came, stroking her cunt lightly as she might stroke an animal's soft downy fur, bringing her achingly slowly to another climax. She had spent the whole evening on it, from the setting of the sun when the pink sky rosed their skin to when the moon was highest in the sky, filling the room with an eerie glow. That had been a time she had made love to Gwen, careful to be tender and loving, bringing her gently her orgasm. Their trysts were split quite evenly between making love and fucking, and, honestly, Morgana couldn't say which she enjoyed more. That day, though, with Gwen pressed against the rough bark of the old oak, both knew that exactly which of the two was coming.
"I have missed you this week," Morgana purred. "I trust your father has recovered?"
"Yes, my lady."
Morgana laughed softly. "That's good. You are so good at looking after people, Guinevere." She pulled Gwen's skirts up with one hand and slipped the other underneath. Finding Gwen's smallclothes, she pushed inside, finding the heat between her maid's legs. What she found there sent her heart to quickening. "Oh my girl, you're drenched. When was the last time someone looked after you, hmm? How long had it been since your pretty little cunt took my cock? Five days by my count. The poor thing will forget what it's for. We can't have that, can we?"
Gwen gasped as Morgana's finger found her clit and gave it a pinch. "No, my lady."
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"Yes," Gwen admitted, fisting her hands in Morgana's shirt. She loved it when Morgana talked dirty to her. It turned her on to no end to hear the filthy words coming from her lady's noble mouth, the same mouth that slid over hers, suckled at her breast and worked to between her legs to make her come. They were her second favourite part of Morgana, but it was her breasts that loved the most - soft white mounds that ended in pretty pink nipples that always hardened under her touch. She could spend a lifetime worshipping them and never grown tired of the heavy weight of them in her palm or the feel of them in her mouth. Third on her list of favourite things about Morgana's body was, of course, the thick shaft between her legs. She needed it inside her, needed to be so full that all existed in the world was Morgana's perfect cock.
Gwen sighed in disappointment when Morgana's hand left her.
"Your turn," Morgana whispered hotly in her ear. She grabbed Gwen's hand with the wet one she had been teasing her with and brought it down to cup her cock through her breeches. When she took her hand away, Gwen made quick work of the laces on Morgana's breeches, pulling the material apart so that Morgana's still soft cock flopped out. "You know what to do," Morgana said firmly, pressing down on Gwen's shoulder to bring her to her knees.
Obediently, Gwen brought her hands to Morgana, guiding her member into her mouth. She had to take it deep, into her throat, to take the full length. Morgana gasped, her hand tangling in Gwen's hair, pushing her head further onto her cock, thrusting in until she was stiff.
"That will do, Guinevere. Up you get," she said ordered breathily, pulling Gwen up and kissing her, whilst her hands hitched up Gwen's skirts, keeping them above her waist with a binding spell. "Don't worry; I intend to take your mouth again when we get home. I'll fuck your tiny little mouth until your stomach is full of my seed. So full, that you won't be able to eat for days. And when I'm done, I'll take your cunt again, throw you down on the bed and ride you until the sun comes up, just like I'm going to do now."
Gwen would have probably protested then, it would be both of their heads on the chopping block if they were caught, but she needed it so badly that she couldn't refuse. Her last nagging fears about being seen left her when Morgana stepped closer to her and she could feel her cock sliding against her mound, slickening up before what was to come.
"Ready?" Morgana asked with an impish smile. She didn't wait, for an answer, just grabbed her cock and thrust powerfully inside.
Gwen gasped, her eyes going wide like they did every time Morgana entered her. She would never grow used to just how big Morgana was or just how small she made her feel cunt feel.
"Fuck, you're tight," Morgana whimpered, buried to the hilt inside Gwen. "Just like the day I took your maidenhead. Fuck!"
Pulling almost all the way out, she hovered, just her tip in her maid, waiting until Gwen's breathing evened out before slamming back in harder than ever before.
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"God Gwen, you're amazing," Morgana croaked, collapsing against her, completely spent.
But Gwen's hand was still on her cock and began to pump again, trying to rouse her again.
"I feel so empty, please," Gwen begged, jerking her hand on Morgana's cock. "I need you in me just a little longer. Not to fuck me, just to fill me"
It was the dirtiest Gwen had ever spoken - as pleading and desperate as she was - and that, more than Gwen's hand, made her cock harden again.
Obviously the more coherent of the two, Morgana reached for a fold of material from Gwen's under dress, still hiked up around her waist to bare her cunt, and wiped the seed off her cock, asking, "Are you sure? Gwen we - I was - I took you hard. It might hurt."
"I don't care," Gwen insisted, her eyes open for the first time since Morgana had pushed inside her, dark and shining.
Morgana brought her hand to Gwen's cheek again and kissed her. "I love you," she whispered as she shoved her cock easily into Gwen open, battered cunt.
Gwen bit her lip so hard that when Morgana kissed her again, she tasted the iron of her blood.
"I love you too," Gwen whimpered, holding Morgana tight, urging her in as deep as she could. "I love you so much."
"You know I'll have to come again now that you've gotten me hard," Morgana whispered.
"You can take me again if you want," Gwen offered, though she sounded far from sure.
Morgana laughed lightly and kissed her cheek. "You're exhausted. You need to sleep. I'll take care of myself."
"You're so good to me." Gwen stroked her neck sleepily and leant her forehead against Morgana's, her eyes drifting closed. "Can I stay tonight?"
"I wish you could stay every night," Morgana answered, as always.
"It's just... I wondered if you..." She trailed off hazily.
"Anything you want. You only need to ask. Don't be embarrassed. How can you be embarrassed saying anything to me when I'm buried inside you," Morgana said softly, nuzzling her nose against Gwen's.
"I saw the king by accident with one of the other maids," Gwen began.
Morgana listened as Gwen told her exactly what she wanted, wave after wave of sensation shooting to her cock at the very thought of it.
"Yes," she said breathily when Gwen had finished, an impish smile spreading across her face. "I think I could manage that. As long as you're a good girl and do exactly as I say."
Gwen shivered. "Yes, my lady."
Next time - Morgana bends Gwen over a table and fucks her from behind.
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And I'm going to second the Gwen getting pregnant by Morgana thing.
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Would be ridiculously sexy if Morgana impregnated Gwen because she fucks her so hard she gets lost in the moment.
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