"Ooh yeah, baby, that was good. Was it good for you too, baby?" "Mm." "Well, now it's time for the main event, baby." "Umm." "That's it, open 'em wide, show me that hairy pussy." " " "Oh, yeah, baby, I'm gonna fuck you so hard..." "Ungh--" "Yeah, you're so tight, I'm gonna make you beg--" "Ow!" "Oh shit, yeah, like that, I'm gonna fuck your tight pussy--" "A-ow-ungh--" "Oh fuck, fuckin'-- huh--hungh--huh--unnh--yeah..." " " _______________________________ They sat on the lush carpets, wrapping themselves around each other. The girl's breasts pressed firmly into the Prince's chest as she pulled herself closer and closer to him. He felt her legs snake around him where he sat, her heels locking behind him at the waist. He struggled to do the same, rueing the passage of the years since his youth. "I am no longer as supple as a boy," he murmured in complaint. The girl giggled. "You are the mightiest of warriors and of men," she said, her tone impudent, "and surely you are not yet as aged as all that!" The Prince grunted and shifted his buttocks beneath him. After a bit more shuffling and grunting he too managed to encircle her with his legs and touch his feet together at her back. "So here we are, you and I," he said. "Yes," she breathed, pressing up against him. They remained in that position, wrapped around each other and locked together. As they sat their bodies were close, connected, as if the two were one being. Together they remained still, feeling their hearts beat together and their chests rise and fall as one. The points of contact between them were so many that the Prince could not tell where he ended and she began. For a long moment she clasped herself to him. Then she reached out and grasped him at the wrist; he, in turn, wrapped his long fingers around her slender wrist. With her other hand she reached down between them, and the Prince felt her soft touch as she angled his still-erect organ. She shifted her pelvis with just the barest hint of awkwardness, and then raised her free hand to take his. For an instant the Prince marveled at the many circles they made, their legs holding their bodies together, their linked arms completing their connectedness. For that single moment the entire universe was still with their stillness. There was no movement, there was no sound. There was only the circle, only the two of them that formed it and were bound within it. Then the girl moved. She leaned her upper body back and thrust her hips with a small, slight movement that was enough to press herself around his erection. The Prince felt the resistance as she took him just inside her opening, and saw the pain in her expression. "Little One--" he protested, but she merely pushed harder, pushing him into her. He flexed his own hips to help, and then she thrust powerfully, impaling herself upon him. Her hands were as tight as chains around his wrists, her legs like strong cords as she began to move within their embrace. Back and forth she rocked against him, her tight sex clenching and burning around him as she moved. Suddenly he felt a burst of hot wetness from within her, and the dry friction of their joining gave way to smooth slickness. The girl gasped loudly and stopped moving, as if in shock. The Prince let his breath out with a whoosh and grinned with pleasure. With his arms and wrists he pulled carefully at the girl and set her in motion once again, swinging her gently against him. With every sway he could feel his lingam plow deeper into her yoni, and as the moisture within her flowed more copiously she picked up the rhythm of the swinging and began thrusting in earnest. As her arousal mounted the girl clung to the Prince tighter and tighter, the muscles in her forearms and thighs tensing around him. She brought her face close to his and locked her eyes upon his, refusing to loose his gaze as her pleasure grew. He could see her rising desire in her eyes, and heard it in her ragged breathing and uncontrolled moans. With his limbs he could feel the clenching of her body, the muscles beneath the skin rippling as the force of their coupling coursed through her. This had a tremendous effect on his own feelings of pleasure, and as their swinging and thrusting grew in power and velocity each of them could feel the other getting closer to release. Still holding him tightly in every way the girl cried out, and then planted her mouth on his. Their mouths opened in their deep kiss, and the girl began to moan and then scream into the Prince's mouth. Wrapped around her as he was the Prince could feel her entire body shudder and convulse as she ascended to her peak. Violently she rammed herself against him, plunging his straining manhood deeper into her than he could imagine. With a cry of his own the Prince felt himself lose any last vestiges of control, and together they erupted as one, their bodies united in ecstasy as they were in flesh. As the waves of intense pleasure ebbed, the girl's breathing coming in sobs in the aftermath of her climax. She loosened her hold on his arms and rested against his broad chest. As she lay recovering in his embrace, the Prince tenderly smoothed the wildness of her hair and held her close. "Aahhh," she sighed deeply. "My Rajah..." _______________________________ "Who the fuck is Roger?!" "Whuh? Wha?" "You just said Roger. What the fuck does that mean?" "I don't know what you mean--" "Shit! What the fuck, anyway!" "Look--" "Hell, you were loving the shit outta me a minute ago!" "What? What are you--" "Well, all I can say is that I am fucking great in the rack." "I never said you--" "Fuckin' A, the way you were screaming everybody knows it." "Mmm." "That's right. I gave it to you better'n any fuckin' Roger." "Mmm." "You're OK, baby, even if you don't talk much." " " "You -- yaaaawn -- you're one fine piece of ass, all right..." " " "Got lucky with me, you bet..." "Mm-hmm." "Hunh -- I gave you a great fuck, all right..." "Uh-huh." "I'm all the man you need..." " " "Zz-zzzzzz..." _______________________________