Lap Dance
folder
+M through R › Neopets
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
5,448
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
+M through R › Neopets
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
5,448
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own NeoPets, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Throne Service
Lap Dance
Disclaimer:
I don't own Neopets or anything related...well, I do own a Blue CyBunny Plushie.
But you can't have it, so nay!
Notes:
Skeith - (Ski-eth) A dragon like creature
Aisha - (A-sha) A Siamese cat type creature with a second set of antenna looking ears
With that said and done, take my hand and let me show you the story...
________________________________________________________________
Lap Dance
AJ Angelique
2) Throne Service
"So, did you like that?" Skarl asked and the Court Dancer merely nodded as she licked her dry lips.
"Want to feel more?" Skarl asked as he lazily swirled his finger around her clit, which caused her breath to hitch ever so slightly.
"Yes," she practically whined.
"Then, dance like this for me and only me," he said as he continued the swirling.
"Yes," she said as she closed her eyes and drifted back into the pleasure.
"Yes what?" Skarl asked as he plunged four digits into her at once.
"Your Highness," she said with a sharp gasp at the sudden intrusion. Skarl grinned as he removed his fingers and placed just his middle finger back inside of her. Carefully, he found her G Spot once again and after a few hard rubs the Court Dancer came for him. As she arched her back and thrusted her busty chest into the king's face, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth only to gasp but that was overpowered by a moan as her inner walls both clamped down on and pulsed around Skarl's finger as her juices spilled out all over his hand.
As her body finally began to relax, she leaned against the king as she rested her head on his shoulder as she took this time to catch her breath. At the same time, the king removed his hand from underneath her skirt and licked her honey sweet juices clean from his hand. Sweet Fyora, how he loved honey and this woman tasted very much like his favorite treat. He then used his other hand to claim her chin and lift her head off his shoulder. The two looked at each other for a moment before the king leaned forward and claimed her lips in a tender kiss.
It was Skarl who ended the kiss and took hold of her hips once more as he gently pushed her off. She followed his lead and carefully crawled off of him and stood before the throne once more. She was then surprised once more as Skarl removed himself from the throne. The Court Dancer kept her eyes on the king as he walked away from the throne and around her so as she was now between him and the piece of regal furniture.
"Turn around," the king said as he emphasized his command with a twirling motion of his hand. She swallowed quietly before she did as she was told and turned her back on the blue Skeith.
"Take hold of the throne," he said. Once again, she obeyed him as she bent over slightly and took hold the throne's arms. Skarl smiled as she bent over and showed off her tight ass to him. Finally, he reached out and gave the firm buns a tight squeeze that made the Court Dance let out a yip of both pain and surprise. His smile deepened at this noise and he massaged her buns as he got use to the feel of them before he finally released them and flipped her skirt up. As he did this, the Court Dancer shivered as she felt both a gust of wind hit her nether regions and the weight of her skirt as the fabric gathered at the base of her back.
He then placed the tip of his erection at her wet entrance and slowly pushed himself into her virgin tunnel. As he did this, the Court Dancer gritted her teeth as she felt herself stretch painfully around his intruding appendage. As his length delved deeper and deeper into her, time seemed to crawl until he finally stopped at her maidenhead. The Court Dancer noted the feeling of his tip as it touched this muscle and was unsure as to what was going to happen next as the king pulled himself back a bit before he sharply thrusted forward. In that moment, the Court Dancer's virginity was stolen away forever as she gripped the arms of the throne tightly as she tightly squeezed her eyes shut and a single tear rolled down her furry face.
As the Court Dancer tensed up with pain, Skarl noticed this as took this time to exercise his patience as he waited for her to relax before he began the process of slowly rocking in and out of her because he didn't want to ruin his gift. In the end, his patience paid off as his motions produced feather soft ripples of pleasure to course through the Court Dancer's body and she moaned softly as she found this pleasure gently washed away any trace amounts that were left in her body. Yet as time passed, the king continued his slow and steady pace as he tortured his partner with sweet pleasure. This produced soft moans from the Court Dancer's throat but she could feel her body screaming for more. Suddenly, the king took hold of the lady Aisha's hair and pulled her head back so as she was looking at him as he didn't falter in his actions.
"Tell me, do you want to ride you like the wind?" he asked.
"Yes," he moaned.
"Do you want me to fuck you so hard that you can't stand anymore?"
"Yes," she whined, as there was some glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"Ask for it then," he commanded. She looked back at him as she was surprised by this command but she was soon brought back to reality when he rotated his hips and his length brushed up against one of her sweet spots, which caused her to let out a low moan.
"Please," she pleaded, as she wanted more of those wonderful feelings.
"Please what?" the King asked as he slowed his motions.
"Please..." she said as tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes, "...fuck me. Fuck me hard and fuck me fast," she said as she closed her eyes out of shame for having to say those words. Skarl smirked at this and roughly released his hold on her hair before he took a firm hold of her hips. In the blink of an eye, his tempo changed from slow and steady drastically changed to hard and fast. Surprised by this new erratic thrusting, the Court Dancer let out a single gasp as she held onto the arms of the throne as her body was assaulted by strong waves of pleasure.
The room is soon filled with the moans and groans of the two lovers as they could feel their head grow light from the waves of pleasure that washed over their bodies, which grew steadily warmer with the heat of passion until a light sheen of sweat covered their skin. In the blink of an eye, the two came together as Skarl thrusted into her one last time and his hot seed spilled out into her unprotected womb. As she felt the hot fluid pool deep inside of her, the Court Dancer let out a strangled cry as she arched her back and her inner walls clamped down on the king's length as they pulsed around him and mixed their fluids.
Seconds passed as their bodies appeared to be locked up in orgasm and a moment or more passes before the two finally began to relax enough to catch their breath and possibly bask in the afterglow of their actions. Skarl pulled his soft member out of the Court Dancer's dripping wet cunt and hid it back under his robes as he moved away from the throne. The Court Dancer raised an eyebrow at this and turned to look at the king as she moved to stand up, but this was soon foiled as her knees buckled and her legs gave way beneath her. A small gasped escaped her lips as she collapsed onto the steps of the throne's podium and the king smirked at this. The Court Dancer blushed lightly at her predicament and adverted her eyes from his. Skarl's smirk faded and he approached her once again as he took her chin in his right hand and turned her face to look him square in the eyes.
"You belong to me now, understand?" Skarl asked. Though shocked by this, the Court Dancer numbly nodded her head to show that she understood. This brought the grin back to his face and he released his grip on her chin before he stood back up and turned his back to her as he made his way over to the closed doors on the other side of the room. During the time it took him to walk from one side of the room to the other, the Court Dancer found herself torn between the ecstasy of what she had shared with this king and the entrapment she felt. It both confused and frighten the young Aisha as Skarl opened the doors and stepped out of the room before he turned to one of the guards that stood there.
"Have some maids come and collect the woman. I want her washed and redressed for another 'performance' tonight," Skarl said.
"Yes Sire," one of the guards said and went off to execute his commands. Skarl tossed a grin back at the Court Dancer before he finally walked off and left her alone in the throne room. As she watched him leave, she couldn't help but shiver as a cold feeling washed over her body and she wrapped her arms around herself as she tucked her legs up underneath herself.
'By Fyora, what have I gotten myself into?'
TBC
Next
3) Cleaning Up
PS: A special request from a reader will be fullfilled in the next chapter.
"Fasten your seat belts because it's going to a bumpy ride"
Disclaimer:
I don't own Neopets or anything related...well, I do own a Blue CyBunny Plushie.
But you can't have it, so nay!
Notes:
Skeith - (Ski-eth) A dragon like creature
Aisha - (A-sha) A Siamese cat type creature with a second set of antenna looking ears
With that said and done, take my hand and let me show you the story...
________________________________________________________________
Lap Dance
AJ Angelique
2) Throne Service
"So, did you like that?" Skarl asked and the Court Dancer merely nodded as she licked her dry lips.
"Want to feel more?" Skarl asked as he lazily swirled his finger around her clit, which caused her breath to hitch ever so slightly.
"Yes," she practically whined.
"Then, dance like this for me and only me," he said as he continued the swirling.
"Yes," she said as she closed her eyes and drifted back into the pleasure.
"Yes what?" Skarl asked as he plunged four digits into her at once.
"Your Highness," she said with a sharp gasp at the sudden intrusion. Skarl grinned as he removed his fingers and placed just his middle finger back inside of her. Carefully, he found her G Spot once again and after a few hard rubs the Court Dancer came for him. As she arched her back and thrusted her busty chest into the king's face, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth only to gasp but that was overpowered by a moan as her inner walls both clamped down on and pulsed around Skarl's finger as her juices spilled out all over his hand.
As her body finally began to relax, she leaned against the king as she rested her head on his shoulder as she took this time to catch her breath. At the same time, the king removed his hand from underneath her skirt and licked her honey sweet juices clean from his hand. Sweet Fyora, how he loved honey and this woman tasted very much like his favorite treat. He then used his other hand to claim her chin and lift her head off his shoulder. The two looked at each other for a moment before the king leaned forward and claimed her lips in a tender kiss.
It was Skarl who ended the kiss and took hold of her hips once more as he gently pushed her off. She followed his lead and carefully crawled off of him and stood before the throne once more. She was then surprised once more as Skarl removed himself from the throne. The Court Dancer kept her eyes on the king as he walked away from the throne and around her so as she was now between him and the piece of regal furniture.
"Turn around," the king said as he emphasized his command with a twirling motion of his hand. She swallowed quietly before she did as she was told and turned her back on the blue Skeith.
"Take hold of the throne," he said. Once again, she obeyed him as she bent over slightly and took hold the throne's arms. Skarl smiled as she bent over and showed off her tight ass to him. Finally, he reached out and gave the firm buns a tight squeeze that made the Court Dance let out a yip of both pain and surprise. His smile deepened at this noise and he massaged her buns as he got use to the feel of them before he finally released them and flipped her skirt up. As he did this, the Court Dancer shivered as she felt both a gust of wind hit her nether regions and the weight of her skirt as the fabric gathered at the base of her back.
He then placed the tip of his erection at her wet entrance and slowly pushed himself into her virgin tunnel. As he did this, the Court Dancer gritted her teeth as she felt herself stretch painfully around his intruding appendage. As his length delved deeper and deeper into her, time seemed to crawl until he finally stopped at her maidenhead. The Court Dancer noted the feeling of his tip as it touched this muscle and was unsure as to what was going to happen next as the king pulled himself back a bit before he sharply thrusted forward. In that moment, the Court Dancer's virginity was stolen away forever as she gripped the arms of the throne tightly as she tightly squeezed her eyes shut and a single tear rolled down her furry face.
As the Court Dancer tensed up with pain, Skarl noticed this as took this time to exercise his patience as he waited for her to relax before he began the process of slowly rocking in and out of her because he didn't want to ruin his gift. In the end, his patience paid off as his motions produced feather soft ripples of pleasure to course through the Court Dancer's body and she moaned softly as she found this pleasure gently washed away any trace amounts that were left in her body. Yet as time passed, the king continued his slow and steady pace as he tortured his partner with sweet pleasure. This produced soft moans from the Court Dancer's throat but she could feel her body screaming for more. Suddenly, the king took hold of the lady Aisha's hair and pulled her head back so as she was looking at him as he didn't falter in his actions.
"Tell me, do you want to ride you like the wind?" he asked.
"Yes," he moaned.
"Do you want me to fuck you so hard that you can't stand anymore?"
"Yes," she whined, as there was some glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"Ask for it then," he commanded. She looked back at him as she was surprised by this command but she was soon brought back to reality when he rotated his hips and his length brushed up against one of her sweet spots, which caused her to let out a low moan.
"Please," she pleaded, as she wanted more of those wonderful feelings.
"Please what?" the King asked as he slowed his motions.
"Please..." she said as tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes, "...fuck me. Fuck me hard and fuck me fast," she said as she closed her eyes out of shame for having to say those words. Skarl smirked at this and roughly released his hold on her hair before he took a firm hold of her hips. In the blink of an eye, his tempo changed from slow and steady drastically changed to hard and fast. Surprised by this new erratic thrusting, the Court Dancer let out a single gasp as she held onto the arms of the throne as her body was assaulted by strong waves of pleasure.
The room is soon filled with the moans and groans of the two lovers as they could feel their head grow light from the waves of pleasure that washed over their bodies, which grew steadily warmer with the heat of passion until a light sheen of sweat covered their skin. In the blink of an eye, the two came together as Skarl thrusted into her one last time and his hot seed spilled out into her unprotected womb. As she felt the hot fluid pool deep inside of her, the Court Dancer let out a strangled cry as she arched her back and her inner walls clamped down on the king's length as they pulsed around him and mixed their fluids.
Seconds passed as their bodies appeared to be locked up in orgasm and a moment or more passes before the two finally began to relax enough to catch their breath and possibly bask in the afterglow of their actions. Skarl pulled his soft member out of the Court Dancer's dripping wet cunt and hid it back under his robes as he moved away from the throne. The Court Dancer raised an eyebrow at this and turned to look at the king as she moved to stand up, but this was soon foiled as her knees buckled and her legs gave way beneath her. A small gasped escaped her lips as she collapsed onto the steps of the throne's podium and the king smirked at this. The Court Dancer blushed lightly at her predicament and adverted her eyes from his. Skarl's smirk faded and he approached her once again as he took her chin in his right hand and turned her face to look him square in the eyes.
"You belong to me now, understand?" Skarl asked. Though shocked by this, the Court Dancer numbly nodded her head to show that she understood. This brought the grin back to his face and he released his grip on her chin before he stood back up and turned his back to her as he made his way over to the closed doors on the other side of the room. During the time it took him to walk from one side of the room to the other, the Court Dancer found herself torn between the ecstasy of what she had shared with this king and the entrapment she felt. It both confused and frighten the young Aisha as Skarl opened the doors and stepped out of the room before he turned to one of the guards that stood there.
"Have some maids come and collect the woman. I want her washed and redressed for another 'performance' tonight," Skarl said.
"Yes Sire," one of the guards said and went off to execute his commands. Skarl tossed a grin back at the Court Dancer before he finally walked off and left her alone in the throne room. As she watched him leave, she couldn't help but shiver as a cold feeling washed over her body and she wrapped her arms around herself as she tucked her legs up underneath herself.
'By Fyora, what have I gotten myself into?'
TBC
Next
3) Cleaning Up
PS: A special request from a reader will be fullfilled in the next chapter.
"Fasten your seat belts because it's going to a bumpy ride"