The first slap came across my ass before I could even really prepare for it, muffled through my skirt but still sending a shiver of raw heat through my body. His hand came down again, and this time, as I moaned softly, I could feel his cock pulsing so hard against my belly.
“Did you feel like a bad little slut, sucking their big hard cocks?”
I moaned deeply, squirming against his rock hard cock and panting for more.
“Did you like it when they fucked you from both ends until you came like a bad little girl?”
His hand yanked at the hem of my skirt, pulling it up over my ass. He growled his hand skimping over my bare ass, split by my thong panties. He palmed my ass, grabbing it like it was his and growling lowly as he leaned over me, his lips by my ear.
“Don’t you wish I’d been there too, to fuck you like the good little slut you are while you sucked their cocks?”
His palm came down with a sharp slap across my ass, and I cried out in pleasure as the heat and the sting bloomed through me.
“Naughty girl,” the prince growled, his fingers pulling at the elastic of my panties.
“Fucking my friends, letting them use your dirty little mouth and fill this tight little pussy with cum.”
He yanked the panties down to my knees, and I moaned wildly as he suddenly grabbed my ass with both his hands and spread me wide. I knew he could see all of me, and how fucking soaking wet I was, draped over his lap with my skirt around my waist and my panties around my knees.
“Dirty girl,” he purred into my ear. I yelped as his palm came down again, and again, and again, until my whole body was on sweet delicious fire.
Until I was sure he was going to make me come just by spanking my upturned ass.
Suddenly, his hand slipped between my legs, spreading them as his fingers slipped over my sticky pussy. I cried out as his fingers sunk deep inside, slowly fucking in and out as his other hand grabbed my ass tight. His thumb slid up to my asshole, and I squirmed and moaned against him as he began to tease both my holes with his fingers as his other hand spanked me across one cheek and then the other.
I was sure I was going to come — actually, I was seconds away from doing so, when he suddenly pulled away, leaving me panting and grinding my hips against his thighs.
“Get up,” he growled.
I whimpered, my face pulsing with heat as I stood on shaky legs, turning to him, but looking down. I was so close to coming, so damn on edge that I was sure one look from him would have me orgasming right in front of him.
“Strip,” he growled, leaning back in his chair. The bulge at the front of his pants was enormous, the fire in his eyes blazing through me.
I swallowed as I did as he told, popping one button and then the next of my blouse and feeling my body burn with heat as he watched me shrug it off. My skirt followed, but when I went to put a hand in front of me, seeing as my panties were still tangled at my knees, the prince only took my hand and gently pulled it away.
“No,” he whispered hoarsely, his eyes dragging over my body. “No hiding yourself from me, Julia,” he purred, his voice like a velvet touch.
“You’re fucking beautiful, and I want to see all of you.”
He reached up, deftly popping the front clasp of my bra and letting it fall open. He let a finger trace over my hard pink nipples, making me gasp sharply as I shrugged off the bra, before he traced the finger down my belly. He moved it lower, pushing a finger into my slick pussy. I moaned as he fingered me, before he slowly withdrew it and brought it to his mouth. He groaned as he sucked it clean, his eyes dragging up to mine.
He reached up, and I moaned as his hands tangled in my hair, pulling me gently towards him. He pulled me closer, and suddenly, our lips came crashing together. He kissed me hard, his tongue demanding entrance. My lips parted for him, his growls sending a shiver through me as he claimed my mouth before slowly pulling back.
“On my desk,” he growled into my lips. “And on your knees.”
The wood was smooth under my bare butt as I slid back onto it. I brought my legs up, my whole body tingling with desire as I moved onto my hands and knees on his desk, facing him. He pulled me down, bringing my hands to his thighs and leaving my ass up in the air before he moved his hands to his fly.
He slowly tugged it down, my face inches from his bulge as he reached in, groaned, and suddenly slid his dress pants and his boxers down his thighs.
I moaned.
Prince Luke was huge. His thick, hard cock throbbing in front of my face, the head engorged and pulsing — a single drop of pre-cum dripping from the tip.
Holy shit did I want him.
His hand wrapped around his big dick, stroking himself slowly in front of me as I moaned quietly. He was as enormous as his friends had been, and the wicked thought of having them all at the same time came roaring through my head, making it swim.
“Open your mouth, beautiful,” he groaned, his hand coming up to cup my jaw, his thumb brushing my cheek. “Open your mouth so I can feel those sweet lips wrapped around my cock.”
Gladly.
My lips slid over his head, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked him slowly. I moaned, inhaling as much of him as I could as I bobbed lower onto his cock. He leaned forward, groaning and pushing himself deeper into my throat as his hands slid up my bare back. I moaned as he grabbed my ass, spanking me and making me cry out around his shaft. His hand slid between my legs, finding my slick, eager pussy and sliding two fingers deep inside of me as I sucked on his cock.
I had officially left the old me behind and jumped head first into whatever new me this was. The new me that had one-night threesomes, with princes. The new me who got on her hands and knees on her boss’s desk and moaned like a slut around his cock while he played with her pussy.
Two nights ago, I’d decided to “get a little wild”, and now, it seemed I never stopped going down that road.
Prince Luke’s hand came spanking down on my ass again, making me moan as I slurped on his cock. His fingers curled deep inside my sticky pussy, pulling out to tease my clit before plunging back in.
Suddenly, he pulled away, groaning as he pulled his cock from my eager, sucking lips.
“Stay just like that for me, beautiful,” he growled into my ear, pulling my face up to kiss me fiercely. He placed my hands on the edge of his desk. “Don’t you move.”
I shivered as he shed his clothes in front of me, my eyes drinking in his perfectly chiseled abs, his hard, muscled chest, his bulging biceps, and those shoulders that—
I froze as my eyes landed on the dark, etched lines of ink on his sculpted shoulder.
Three crowns. A small crest.
My whole body melted.
It was just an urban legend, right? There wasn’t actually a Triple Crown Club where three “crowns” came together to claim one woman together, right?
…Except, the evidence was standing right in front of me, stroking his big cock and looking at me like he wanted to devour me whole.