join."
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. My cock sprung back to life as I looked at her in a new light. Was this really happening? Was I really going to fuck both the princess and her soon-to-be-but-not-if-I-can-help-it mate?
"Really?" I said, still in a complete state of disbelief. I mean, I've had fantasies about fucking the princess for so long that I wasn't sure I would be able to act on them.
She nodded. "You don't have a problem with that, do you?" She flipped her long, golden hair back over her shoulder and smiled widely, her smile touching her amber eyes. She was exquisitely beautiful and I wanted nothing in the world more than to bend her over the table and fuck her like the slut I knew she was.
"Well if you say so, my princess," I said looking down nervously. "But what about Jeremy?" I asked, turning to the woman formerly known as Jeremy and putting my finger discreetly to my lips.
"Oh, that old clog?" She shrugged. "Who knows where he's gone off to. Probably porking some poor maid."
Joanne harrumphed, causing the princess to look at her inquisitively.
"Did you say something?" She folded her arms across her chest and bored into the other woman with a look that could cut steel.
"No," I spoke up quickly, trying to defuse the situation. "I mean, she just had something stuck in her throat. Didn't you, Joann?"
Jo gave me the dirtiest look I had ever seen in my life, but nodded. "Yeah, something stuck in my throat."
"Great!" She clapped her hands together. "So, exactly what are we supposed to do?"
My eyes opened wide. "M'lady, you've never..."
"No. I was saving myself for my new husband, but seeing as he's not here..." her words trailed off as she moved closer to me, her smile etched mischievously on her face.
I looked toward Joann uneasily. She shrugged. "Go ahead, you're never going to get another chance so you may as well make the most of it."
When I turned back to Cynthia, her lips were so close to mine I could feel her breath. There was a very sexually charged feeling emanating from her to which my cock picked up on instantly.
Most ladies would have waited for the man to initiate the kiss, but not her. The princess moaned as she pressed her succulent lips against mine and began rubbing her hand on my cock through the fabric.
The former prince moved around to the back of her and began helping her out of her clothes as we made out. I felt so much passion and sexuality in her kiss that I nearly spurted right then and there.
"Oh my God, how I've wanted to know what a man looks like," she whispered huskily in my ear, as she playfully bit my lobes and snaked her tongue down deep, sending wicked chills throughout my body.
I watched Joanne unbutton the princess' blouse, exposing her creamy flesh to my eyes and felt just an instance of guilt. It was fleeting, though, and I found myself reaching out to touch her absolutely gorgeous, perfectly sized mounds.
They were fairly small and firm to the touch and she moaned loudly as my fingers rubbed over her sensitive nipples. I tweaked them softly between my thumb and forefinger, as she squirmed and laughed.
"Oh my God! That feels absolutely incredible!"
Joann finished taking off the princess' clothes and when she stepped out of her dress, I was floored by her stunning beauty. I had seen a lot of naked women before - probably more than any other in the kingdom - but she had to top the charts.
"Well?" she asked, with her arms extended, as if inviting me to visually sample her wares.
"You're fucking gorgeous!" I blurted out before remembering that I was in the presence of the future Queen. "Sorry."
"Don't be," she said, caressing my stubbly face. "Tonight I'm not the princess; I'm just another whore."
Joann wrapped her slender arms around the princess' chest and began massaging her full, up-turned breasts, kneading them as if they were dough being made into fluffy bread.
I leaned forward and began kissing her ripe nipples, suckling them until she moaned