"A little more between my breasts, I think," she commanded. My hands were shaking, and I poured a larger portion into my palm than I intended. My fingers were becoming slick
gay teens having sex and oily, as well as clumsy. I rubbed my palms together, then rested them lightly on her widely-spaced breasts, circling them slowly. Her nipples jumped to life under my
gay teens having sex hands, and her breasts glowed brazenly in the warm light of an oil lamp at her bedside.
In the depths of
gay teens having sex my body, I felt something stir, and it was a very strong feeling. All morning, I had been been subtly aroused and titillated; for the several days before I had been kept on the verge of some kind of sexual explosion, and the only time I had come even close to a complete orgasm was when I was ravished on the Library floor by the stranger. I was still some way short of being sexually experienced, but I was learning fast, and I already understood that when I felt as I did then, fulfillment was only a touch away.
"Wonderful," Leela breathed, touching the backs of my hand with her fingertips. I wasn sure if this was a signal to stop or keep going, but she seemed content enough, so I continued. "I want to be completely lovely today. The King will have his first child by dusk, and there will be a celebration such as no-one will ever forget." Leela stopped my circling hands, and I stood back. I stole a glance at her, her eyes were closed in some private rapture. Then they opened, the whites glistening, the blue flashing brightly, and the dark pupil wide. "I shall take no man during the day. But then, tonight, I shall entrance Master Bator in ways he cannot imagine, and he and I shall fuck all night." I felt a jealous pang jerk at my guts, but it was impossible to concentrate on Bator when his lover was so close. "He cannot resist this perfume. You must make me ready for him." I shivered. Did she know what had happened? Had she seen the picture? Did she know that Bator Ð at least, I
gay teens having sex thought it was Bator Ð had sucked my puss, and that I had
gay teens having sex throated his cock? Was this a punishment?
She sat back a fraction further on the bed, and lifted her feet up from the floor to the edge of the bed, spreading her thighs quite widely. Precariously balanced thus, she revealed her most intimate charms to me. The room felt as if it were a hot furnace. If this
gay teens having sex was a punishment, I was ready to accept it, even more than Virginia had accepted the rod across her ass.
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