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Hypnotryst - Part 1

Date: 11/13/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: blin18, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

Anja husked, standing over him as she peeking behind at her prize. His arms the length of the small queen’s legs, the warrior reached up and unbuckled her skirt with shaking fingers. He drew it aside and placed it on the floor, his eyes never shifting from the glistening slit of Anja’s sex, open and ready from the excitement of the swordplay. Naked now, Anja turned her back on the young warrior and dropped to her knees straddling his stomach backwards, the tip of his shaft twitching with anticipation before the wet and open entrance of her sex. “Sasha,” she called. “My soldier is cut and in need of your attention.” Sasha jumped with surprise where she was observing the naked couple in secret, but long service to her queen conditioned her response. In an instant, she collected up the clean dressings and tools she used to treat Anja’s very occasional wounds and rushed to her queen’s side, her cheeks burning with embarrassment to be in the presence of their very obvious arousal. The wound was no more than a scratch, and Sasha had no doubt that was exactly what Anja had intended, such was her skill and accuracy with the sword. Sasha quickly wiped away the blood and then washed the wound with a clear spirit that she distilled from rice wine, causing the boy to flinch from the sting of the alcohol. “Hush,” Anja commanded, bucking her hips and squeezing her thighs as if coaxing a horse to gallop. The movement brought the tip of his throbbing shaft to her entrance, her soft pink ... lips closing greedily around the head. The soldier couldn’t see what either woman was doing, but he was not insensible to the warm wetness closing over the tip of his shaft and it reared and bucked with anticipation, stretching Anja’s opening and nestling deeper inside. Sasha pressed a clean cloth over his wound, which had all but stopped bleeding. Anja placed her own hand over the top, her brown skin contrasting sharply against Sasha’s milky complexion in the candlelight. “Now, a single stroke of my sheath is all he has earned,” Anja explained. “I should like your assistance to make sure I keep that promise.” She took Sasha’s free hand and brought it to the soldier’s shaft, guiding her fingers to close around the girth with her thumb extended and following the line of his member pointing directly towards the head, now invisible and buried between Anja’s supple folds. Sasha drew a shuddering breath. Anja had never involved her in the love-play, and although she had seen the warrior queen with naked men before, she had never been with a man herself, so this throbbing, rearing bar of flesh in her hand was easily as frightening as it was exciting. Rising slowly to her knees over the soldier, Anja allowed herself to be impaled, the first two inches of his thick shaft sliding effortlessly into her steaming core. The young man gasped and flexed his hips in passion and Sasha’s fist – now pressed into the soft pad of Anja’s lips – was the only thing stopping him from entering further. ...