Bella – The ravishing
I went back to George, and was eager to spend some private time with him. After a few more drinks we said goodbye to the wedding party and went up to my room, which was soon to be my room no longer. We were going to move into a much bigger one together within the castle. We went up into the room together, with the beautiful man that I craved. I stood by the door as he walked in, watching him ad admiring him from behind. He turned around to see me waiting.
“You look incredible, come here” he said, as I was still near the door. I walked over to George in my 4 inch white heels, as the satin material of my dress shined as it reflected the light with each step. I stopped just before him. George placed his hands either side of my chest and gently moved his hands over my curves, feeling my dress on his fingertips before moving them behind my body and on my ass. He gave a gentle squeeze as he leaned in and kissed me on the neck. I moved my hand from my side and placed it on his crotch, as I could feel his cock getting more and more erect.
“I know you can make love to me” I said to George seductively, “Now show me how you can fuck me” I said smiling. I was desperate for him, and desperate for a good, hard fuck.
I then placed my hands on either side of his hips and slipped down onto my knees. I could see his now erect cock begging to be released behind his pants. I unzipped the pants with my satin glove and unbuttoned George’s underpants. My satin glove felt slightly cold on his cock as I pulled it through the entrance and revealed his cock in all its glory, ready to be sucked. I placed my gloved hand on the base of it, stoking it up and down whilst looking into his eyes. I then placed my lips over his cock and took it all into my mouth whilst licking he underside of it with my tongue. I continued to stoke and lick his cock as George’s moans got ever and ever greater until George said “That’s enough, for now”
George removed his military jacket and placed it on the bedside, I stood up wondering what he wanted me to do next. George led me to the empty dressing table and told me to sit on it. I perched my ass on the dressing table with my back to the mirror which was behind me. I thought that George was going to go straight to fucking me with his cock still erect outside his trousers. Instead George pulled out the dressing table chair and sat down. This time it was his eyes that were looking up to me. He brought his chair in forcing my legs to either side of him.
He reached down to the side to feel the heels I was wearing, and slowly brought his hands up on the side of my legs. Once he got to my knees, his hands moved over the top and were now tracing their way on top of my thighs. His hands slid under my coronation dress and ever closer to my wet pussy.
George’s hands then grabbed the panties and drew them back down my legs and closed them momentarily before taking them past my heels. I felt so exposed, but never more turned on. He parted my legs and drew his tongue into my wet pussy as my legs went weaker and weaker. His tongue drawing circles around my clit, tantalising me with various speeds and pausing momentarily almost making me beg for more. He was a pro and I’d never been licked like this before, most men I’d been with had made a weak attempt at making my moan, but George seemed to enjoy it. Making sure I was begging for more before he tantalisingly stopped.
George stood up. He looked at ne in the eyes without saying a word and unbuttoned his shirt, he removed his belt and placed it on the side of the dressing table, drew down his pants and stepped out of his shoes and socks. He stepped forward and placed his hand on the back of my neck whilst kissing my lips. He placed his other hand on my curves and slowly drew his cock into my pussy. As the tip reached my pussy, I let out a slight gasp before the whole of his clock slid in. His hand moved from my curve to the bottom of my back as he forced his full length into me. I let out increasingly load moans as my George’s thrusts became more and more intense. Soon he was fucking me hard and fast as the dressing room table was rattling against the wall. I felt the intensity as George’s hot breath tickled my neck as I was being fucked over the table.
George stopped momentarily and took my hand and stood me up. “Turn around” he said in an assured voice. I did what I was told and turned to face the mirror of the dressing table and see my sexy body once more. I placed my hands on the dressing table and presented my ass to George. He then proceeded to pick up his belt from the dressing table, fold it over, and caress my bare ass cheeks with it after lifting up my dress. I knew that I was just about to get spanked but the anticipation was driving my wild. George placed one hand on my left ass cheek as he spanked my ass with his belt on the other. I moaned in pleasure and pain as George continued to spank my ass getting gradually harder and harder. I loved it, George drew the belt between my legs and I loved the feel of the cold leather against my dripping wet pussy.
George put the belt down and I drew a breath wondering what would happen next loving every minute of my liaison with the man of my dreams. I was fully under his spell and ready and willing to do anything that he asked. I still had my hands on the dressing table and was still admiring myself in the mirror. George stood once again behind me and lay his hand on my back. With his other hand he drew his rock hard cock into my pussy and once again slid it all the way in. I could feel it all intimately go deep inside my.
All of a sudden I felt a sensation on my asshole as George’s finger was pressing into my ass whilst he was fucking my hard in the pussy. I loved the sensation. George used his spit to gently finger my asshole while still managing to thrust, the sensation was almost too much for my legs to handle.
Then George stopped thrusting but continued to put his finger deeper and deeper into my anus, with I’s moans becoming ever greater as he did.
“Have you ever done anal before?” said George.
“Yeah, I love it” I said, deciding to answer honestly.
“I’ll be gentle” said George. Commandingly expecting that I was ready to give it a try.
As George was working his finger he gave the occasional spank which I loved. I loved the sexual pleasure it gave me and also the sound of George’s hand has he hit my cheek. George pulled his finger out and I was wet with anticipation. Wet from my pussy and wet from the spit that was now ready for George’s cock.
George used his hands to part my ass cheeks and slowly press his cock into my tight ass. At first he gently thrusted with his tip, and I looked into the face of the man fucking me through the dressing table mirror. His eyes focused on my sweet ass. As George went deeper and deeper I kept having the urge to tell him to stop as the strange sensation frightened me, but as soon as I thought that, the pleasure was too much to say anything. Before I knew it George was thrusting in and out as hard as he had been doing into my pussy and my moans were louder than ever. At this point the whole castle could have heard me, but I didn’t care.
I changed my hands so I could now finger my own sweet pussy with my satin glove whilst George was fucking my ass for extra sensation. I had to place my other hand onto the mirror in order to keep my balance and looked once again at myself in the mirror, never feeling sexier and never more turned on than this. My breasts pumping up and down but kept in place by my tight dress which showed my whole body more beautifully than any dress had done before, and a man I had longed for, fucking me like I had never been fucked before.
My moans became wild as I went weak at the knees and could barely stand anymore, I felt George explode into my ass and fill my anus with his hot cum. I could hardly breathe, I was so exhilarated. George withdrew his cock from me and I just stood there.
One of the reasons I got so bored of Josh was that he could never fuck me the way I wanted. I asked George to fuck me hard and he delivered, I knew I was going to have great fun with this man. Even though it was my wedding day, I had a build-up of sexual frustration that I just wanted to release. Not only did we have great personality chemistry, but sexual chemistry too.
We both lay down on the bed, taking in the whole day that had just happened. I felt like the most satisfied woman in the world. We shared a loving goodnight kiss to each other, our first as a married couple and there was going to be many to come.