Getting Caught Eavesdropping on the King and Prince (Part 2)

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Oh, yeah, just let me step right out. That will work very well. Am I somehow the only one who feels just how cramped we are in here? If I open that door, we will both fall out and probably land on top of each other.

Oh, wouldn't that be even better for him to see? The only thing that would sweeten the pot would be if my pants were at my ankles when it happened. What? Did you hear something? No? But that.

.. That little sharp inhale was about my comet then, wasn't it? Oh, I'm sure it was hilarious.

Because people always make a short little gasp at funny things, you know, as opposed to exhaling a bit in a mock laugh. Sure, because the image of my pants around my ankles is just so funny, isn't it? So funny, in fact, that I think the last time you saw it, you found it so amusing that you couldn't even breathe.

Isn't that right? Pet. Oh, was that a laugh, too, then? That soft, barely audible whimper.

Very funny, right? You know, if your mouth was inches away from my ear, I might not have heard it, but I'm glad that I did. I like the way you laugh.

If I tell another joke, will you do it again? Because I think it could be just as funny to imagine your skirt pulled up to your waist while you're stuck in a place that you can't move. I didn't hear that same noise this time, but it felt like you moved.

Maybe your legs pressed together. You know, it is fascinating being this damn close to you. I can feel every little reaction.

I can feel each time your breath catches in your chest. I can practically feel your pulse quickening. And I can definitely feel you trying to be oh-so-subtle when you brush your hand against my cock.

Maybe it's just to check if it's gotten hard yet. And then trying to play it off like you're just shifting around. It's a little difficult to tell from my pants, isn't it? Wouldn't it be easier if my pants really were at my ankles and my shaft was resting in your hands? Maybe then, even if it were somehow soft, you'd be able to slowly pump at it until it was just as stiff as you need it.

There's no hiding that gasp, needy little thing. I can still feel your hands lingering. Normally, it might be polite, waiting for your prince, for your master, to give you what you want.

But I'm not really in a position where I can do that, quite literally. But also, that's so boring, so passive. You should remember that I like dogs, because they can get a little rough when they're playful.

An impatient puppy is likely to just take what it wants, and then beg to be played with. No, not lightly. Did I not give you permission enough? If you want me so badly, then show me.

Oh, that's better. What a good girl. Oh, please, what? I'm afraid I can't read your mind.

You'll have to tell me what it is that you want. To touch you, to run my hands over your body, will you run yours over mine? I suppose that sounds fair.

But you'll be quiet with the belt, and try not to gasp so loudly. Our friend is still out there. Remember.

Good girl. Let me start to make good on my own word, and see if I can't raise your skirt up, inch by inch. Do you like how it feels in your hands? Nice and big.

Feeling it grow and get oh so hard as you cup it and stroke it. There we go. That's a bit better, isn't it? And it seems like you're just as excited by this as I am.

Do you like the way your ass fits in my hands? I have to spread you a little bit to get at that soft little cunt of yours. Even so, it's hard to completely reach.

I have an idea. Why don't you let go of my shaft? Don't worry.

I'm now pulling it away, just readjusting, so that I can slide it here. Like this. Fuck.

Seems like I'll have to remember as well. But no. I'm not pushing it in just yet.

I feel you grinding on it. But isn't this better than just having my hands? Feeling it brush against your lips and meet the tips of my fingers at the other side.

You're already rocking back and forth on it. More and more. Are you trying to lube it up in preparation? Or just having that much fun with it as I am? Shh, not so.

Oh, come here. Shh, quieter. I'll keep my lips locked around yours if I have to, alright? But moans are not a sound to come from a storage room.

Not normally, at least. If you're going to be this loud before I even start fucking you, are you sure it's even something we should do? Oh, begging now? I guess you do know firsthand how well that works with me.

Alright. But keep your mouth closed, gag yourself, or I will have to. You understand? Ever the good girl.

Though, I'm not completely sure how that would happen at this angle. Here, give me a leg. I hope you're flexible.

Higher. If you want your pussy to be able to bounce off my balls, your thigh has to get around me, and at least above my waist. Don't worry, I'll hold it there.

I know how much you enjoy being stuck and held by my hands. Or any part of me, it seems. There, that's better, isn't it? I can feel your wet, needy hole against my waist already.

Oh, I know it's hard to balance. That's all you need to focus on, though. You're one foot on the ground.

Holding onto you like this gives me all the momentum I need to start slamming into you. Ah! Let's hope we don't get too loud.

Hmm? Oh, fuck. Stretching you like this seems to also be stretching your pussy out.

Feels so much tighter than I remember. I'm judging that, by the way you bit into me, it must be a bit of a different sensation for you as well, huh? Oh, fuck.

Here, let me wrap my arm under your leg so I can still hold your ass with both hands. Oh, fuck. It's just so easy to fuck you like this.

Oh, fuck. Oh, I barely moved my arms. And your whole waist comes crashing down onto mine.

And your ass feels just as good resting in my hands like this. Oh, do you like the way I squeeze at it? Each time I push you back in, I push my cock all the way up.

Oh, fuck, you feel so good. Oh. No, alright, alright, fuck, wait.

I can barely stand. My legs are shaking so much. My arms feel like they're gonna fall off.

Let me just lower you slowly. Oh, don't whine like that. Do you really think I'm done? Left like this, hard and painfully throbbing.

Throbbing as much as you, it seems. We got a bit loud there, didn't we? But anyway, no, we're not done.

Can you turn around at all? Lean up against one of those crates. Yes, just like that.

What a good girl. There we go. I didn't even have to say anything.

You're already sticking your ass out for me. Have I trained you that well? No, don't shake it.

It's not like I'm going to wait here and tease you. I need to empty myself as badly as you want me to, don't you worry. Oh, fuck.

Oh, you feel so good. The way your hips rest in my hands. The way your hips rest in my hands.

Aren't you such a perfect fit? Fuck. Don't you like the way they wrap around you? The way your ass bounces off my hips.

Fuck. I know they're fucking smacking each time, but I just can't help it. Fuck.

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That's it, good girl. Lean on the crates a bit more, that's it. Oh, fuck.

Yeah? Can you do something for me, my pet? Reach back here.

Give me your arms. Don't worry, I'll make sure you don't fall over. Oh, that's it.

Oh, there you go. Now with your hands. Spread yourself for me.

Spread your ass just a bit more. Oh, there, that's perfect. What a good girl.

Let me know if my grip on your biceps gets too much to handle, alright? Oh, good girl.