Mist
chpt 8

Mouser watched Guinivere from underneath his lashes, she stared at his
body her eyes flickering from his face to his cock and back again,
but more and more her eyes seemed to centre on his cock, unconciously
she licked her lips and his cock twitched violently, he imagined her
red lips wrapped around his cock, taking its' length in her mouth, he
swallowed convulsively as she lowered her head to his cock, gently she
pressed the tip of her tongue into his hole, tasting the saltiness of
his leaking seed she licked her lips, spreading the taste around her
mouth, it didn't seem to displease her.

Guinivere grasped his cock in her fist, her fingers and thumb barely
circling it's girth, she could taste his seed in her mouth, it was
different, not unpleasant, certainly no more unpleasant than the taste
of her own juices that he had shared with her, she buried her head
into his crotch, breathing in the maleness of his aroma, turning her
head she could see his cock standing straight and proud, she wanted
to taste all of him.

At the first touch of her tongue on his cock Mouser started to tingle,
slowly and inexpertly at first she pleasured him, she licked him from
base to tip, one long slow lick, across the tip and down the other
side, her hands seemed to gravitate to his balls and she caressed
and fondled his heavy sac, she looked up at him as she opened her
lips and took the tip of his cock in her warm wet mouth, inexperienced
or not she seemed to pick up on the idea quickly, slowly his cock
dissapeared into her mouth, inch by inch she engulfed it, Mouser could
see her red lips stretched tight around his cock, the sight was
incredible, Mouser felt his cock twitch and his balls tightened up, he
was close to coming and though he didn't want this to end he wanted to
release his seed in the time honoured way, gently pushing her away,
his cock fell out of her mouth with an audible pop, she looked at him
with a hurt expression on her face.
 
 "Hush My Lady, no, you did nothing wrong, I loved every minute of it,
you are very talented, but Mouser does not wish to waste this moment,
come My Lady I have something better planned for you"

He held out his hand and she grasped it, pulling her to him, she could
feel his cock pressing into her belly, she could feel the saliva that
coated it, she was puzzled as he turned her around, still kneeling,
then it became obvious as he pushed her onto all fours, she could feel
her cunny opening up, he pressed up againsnt her his cock nestled
into the crack of her arse, he reached around her to her cunny and his
fingers caressed her clit, she pushed back into him, he smiled as he
took his cock in hand and slowly pushed it into her open cunny.

Guinivere felt the tip of his cock press against her opening, what she
wasnt prepared for was the feeling that exploded in her as his cock
smoothly slid into her cunny, the feeling of being full, the warm
feeling in her cunny, the feel of his fingers expertly playing her
clit while his cock slid into her, her gasp of delight quickly turned
into a moan as Mouser pumped his cock in and out of her cunny, slowly
at first then as he gathered pace, his balls slapping up agaisnt her
arse, his fingers on her clit and then pinching her nipples, she cried
out in release as she came again and again, Mouser's eyes rolled back
in his head as he pounded his cock in and out, he could hold back no
longer, with a mighty twitch he released his seed into her cunny, he
thrust into her mightily and Guinivere cried out as she felt his hot
cock erupting in her, the sudden warmth of his seed flooding her
insides, Mouser collapsed over her, his cock still buried in the
depths of her cunny, twitching but still hard.

He withdrew from her slowly, Guinivere could feel his seed leaking
from her cunny down her legs, she made to move, but Mouser stopped her
with a hand on her back,

 "I notice my Lady was most interested in what Lancelot was doing to
Vincent, would her Ladyship like to experience this, it seems a shame
to waste this" and he lightly slapped his still erect cock.

Guinivere didnt really understand what he meant until she remembered
Lancelot kneeling behind Vincent and.. she gasped, the idea both
repulsed and aroused her, she looked at Mouser from underneath her
arm, uncertainty on her face, he noticed this and said,

 "I promise My Lady that if it hurts or My Lady feels uncomfortable in
any way, you only have to ask and I will stop, you have my word not
only as your friend and lover but the word of a Prince of the Daoine
Sithe"
 
Guinivere nodded her head, still not sure, Mouser whispered a few
words and suddenly she felt a cold sensation around her nether hole,
she noticed a small jar floating in mid air and Mouser slathering his
cock with some jelly like coating, he saw her looking and said,

 "I have no wish to hurt you, this will smooth the way and make it
comfortable"

He positioned himself behind her again, she felt the tip of his cock
press agaisnt her again, but this time it felt different, he pushed
and she felt her hole slowly opening up and giving way, it didnt hurt
and she was getting used to the intrusive feeling of his cock in her
nether passage, when suddenly shockingly it went completely dark and
a monstrous clap of thunder sounded overhead.