this.
Arthur
looked from one woman to the other, mouth opening and closing, nothing escaping
from it.
Morgana
smiled and got up from the bed, strutting towards the king of Camelot, her hips
calling for attention. When she reached the blonde she smiled and kissed her,
her tongue slipping into the king’s mouth, claiming it for her own.
She
used the opportunity spell Arthur, and the blonde reacted as she felt the
magical cock she used to play with Morgana grow between her thighs.
Arthur
knew Morgana was trying to distract her, incite her lust and make it easier to
accept what she was seeing. For one moment she was tempted to accept.
“What
is this?” She asked voice loud.
On
the bed, Guinevere flinched and tried to cover herself, but Morgana knew what
to do to defuse the situation. The witch wrapped her naked body around Arthur,
kissing the blonde’s throat, pressing her breasts against Arthur’s arm.
“Your
wife came to me,” Morgana started, her voice rough with the edge of lust. “She
was worried, saying you’ve never touched her and asking if I could help her
with that.”
Arthur
looked askance at Morgana, knowing the witch wasn’t telling the truth, but
letting her continue anyway.
“So
I decided to help her and we prepared a gift for you.” The witch continued,
indicating the bed and the naked woman atop of it. “But then we got lonely and
decided to play without you. Will you punish us for that?”
Morgana’s
voice got lower and she pressed her hand against Arthur’s groin, gripping the
blonde’s hard cock through her trousers.
Arthur
tried to resist but her lust got the better of her. She grabbed Morgana and
kissed the dark haired witch, feeling the woman’s hands roving over her chest,
starting to undress her.
Piece
by piece, Arthur’s clothes fell, until she stood as naked as the two other
women in the room, her cock hard and erect, calling for Morgana’s and
Guinevere’s attention.
Morgana
grabbed the member with her hand and used it to drag Arthur towards Guinevere.
Arthur’s
wife saw the two of them come and resisted the urge to swallow.
When
the two arrived near Guinevere, Morgana grasped the queen’s hair and forced her
to lean down and face Arthur’s prick.
Guinevere
couldn’t help but glance up, finding Arthur’s gaze focused on her and her
mouth. She smiled and let her tongue escape from her mouth, licking the head of
the cock, tasting the pre-cum she found there, before she took the warm flesh
into her mouth.
Arthur
moaned, feeling her wife’s tongue swirl around her cock, Guinevere’s motions
eager. She put her on Guinevere’s head and controlled the woman’s motions,
making her suck the flesh at a slower pace.
The
blonde looked briefly at Morgana, seeing the witch atop the bed, her hands
between her thighs, coaxing pleasure from her own cunt.
When
the witch realized Arthur was watching, she moved forward and joined the other
two women.
Morgana
waited until she saw that Arthur stood near the edge, before she made Guinevere
stop and lay on the bed. She made the young queen spread her thighs, inviting
Arthur to come to them.
Arthur
did, slowly climbing into the bed and positioning herself between her wife’s
legs, her cock ready to plunder Guinevere.
Guinevere’s
and Arthur’s gazes crossed, both women flushing a little as they focused on one
another, before Arthur leaned down and kissed her wife, her hands roving over
the dark haired woman’s body, touching Guinevere’s breasts and abs, flitting
over her legs.
With
a gentle nudge, Guinevere directed Arthur’s cock, pressing it against her
opening, waiting for the blonde to initiate their lovemaking.
They
exchanged looks once again and without taking her eyes of Guinevere’s green
ones, Arthur thrust forward, feeling her cock enter the other woman for the
first time, Guinevere’s cunt tightening around her warm flesh.
Guinevere
moaned and put her legs around Arthur’s waist, imprisoning the blonde