Royal Fake

“You are driving me mad,” he said breathlessly. His fingers found their way into my robe through the opening and easily walked their way over to my bare recently coiffed pussy. “I’ve got to have this.” His fingers gently tickled my moist folds.

“Just be nice and she’s all yours.” I kissed the warm nape of his neck.

“Take out my cock,” he whispered into my ear as he gently pressed one finger into my vagina, “and I’ll get her ready.”

I giggled but I was eager to get a look at what I’d be working with. From the feel of him through the flannel, he was stone hard and hung. He wasn’t so big that I couldn’t take him, but long and very eager. As soon as I pulled him out of his fly, his cock jutted straight out in front of him. He was so impressive, I actually had to scoot over a little to give him room.

“Wow,” I breathed as I floated my gaze down for a peek.

“I’m pretty proud of it myself. I love my cock as I hope you will too.” He nipped my earlobe and dove a second finger into my pussy. “I can’t wait to get a look at this tight little hole.” He wiggled his fingers inside of me, making me squirm. “You’re deliciously fit.” His thick Irish accent was becoming more pronounced. I’d only noticed a slight tinge of an accent when I met him, but as the night grew later, it became thicker which turned me on even more.

I softly stroked his length as glistening dribbles of pre-cum slicked his swollen cockhead. I had the urge to take him into my mouth but the position we were seated in was too awkward to do much unless I wanted to drop to my knees. Realizing we were on a terrace that perhaps early risers or night owls might see us on, I refrained.

“Maybe we should take this indoors,” I suggested. “I’m getting a little chilly.” It wasn’t a lie, though I doubt it was the cold making me shiver. I didn’t want to be on display. It was bad enough that I was wantonly going for a one-nighter with a man I didn’t even know.

I think Liam understood because he tightened my robe around me and pressed me to his body as he lifted us off the settee. “I was just thinking the same thing. Besides, I’ve got to get a better look at your beautiful body.” I felt a little lightheaded as he stood up and wondered if it was all the lovin’ or fatigue.

The sky had gone indigo and the morning wasn’t too far away. I loved that time of night; it was eerie and mysterious. The odd hour only heightened my arousal and I wanted Liam, even more, when he sat me on the bed and began to untie the belt to my robe. I stared at his cock, which was staring back at me, long, proud, and veiny. Liam slipped my robe over my shoulders and began to trail kisses from my neck to my pert breasts. I had big boobs for a small woman, yet despite their size, they were still really perky, so I arched my back and pushed them into his face which made him laugh.

“These are my favorite,” I added with a flare. My nerves were subsiding some, but I still felt the need to tease and defuse the intensity.

“Mine too,” he pulled himself away long enough to say and then dove back to satisfy my other tit with his warm mouth and nibbling teeth.

“Oh, that feels so good.” I wiggled my breast deeper into him.

“Ha, I’ve hardly begun, lass.” His accent was full and thick as was the cock that tapped at my entrance.

My arms snaked around his chest and brought him in closer as my fingers rummaged through his hair. This made him suck harder on my tit pulling my arousal out from the center of my womb and up through my belly, which had me angling and grinding on his cock again.

“Yes, yes…” I slid my warm wet vagina over his erection.

“You are an eager little thing.” His fingers tickled my stomach as they made their way down to my pussy again diving in to find me wet and needy. “Do you want more foreplay, or shall I just go for it? It seems your good to go here,” he pulled his finger out which was slathered in my arousal.

“I’m ready for the ride,” I offered a big smile and that was all he needed.

With his hand, he glided his cock along my slit and slid the head through my vulva to the entrance of my vagina finding just a little resistance as he pushed himself in deeper and deeper with each stroke until he was lodged in me balls deep. I yelped a little, just out of excitement really, there wasn’t any pain just pleasure.