Suikoden V - Alpha Prince

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Faroush felt a small spike of anger directed towards his tactician for interrupting so vivid a memory. That small emotion, however, was lost in a sudden upspring of even greater fury as the realization hit once again that he would never see his mother again. The anger and hatred not just directed at the fiends who had destroyed her and his father but himself.

He had been there! That was his mission! His father had trusted him to root out any treachery at the Sacred Games. He had failed. Oh he had found out about the Godwins’ efforts to fix the games but that was nothing. He had been in the very stronghold of those never-to-be-sufficiently-damned bastards. They’d been planning the deaths of his family even then. He’d talked to that son of a bitch.
Gizel had politely conversed with him while behind that smug smile he’d been planning to kill the prince!

The fury coursed through Faroush’s body, his muscles tensing and relaxing repeatedly. In an instant, the cauldron boiled over and he leapt out of the chair. His tri-nunchaku flashed into his hands right before he slammed it through the map easel. He barely noticed the flames traveling down his arms as he burst through the burning wood. Running up against the stone wall of the room, he attacked it as if it were Marscal himself, calm and implacable as he plotted the deaths of his Queen.

Soon enough, the raging prince dropped his weapon and continued the assault with his bare hands. The pain was excruciating but it was nothing next to inferno that seared his soul. He reveled in the hurt, willing it to grow.


Lucretia had seen the change in the Prince almost immediately. He came out of his obvious day dream with flashing eyes, annoyance at her interruption a strange mirror to her own irritation at his lack of attention. She could deal with that, however, when his eyes unfocused again and he seemed to see through her, she knew something was wrong.

Ever since the deaths of his parents, she was aware that he’d been suffering reoccurring bouts of rage, depression, and self loathing. The demands of the war usually kept him too busy to worry about such things. And Lucretia also realized that his sexual pursuits were another way for him to keep the anger out of his thoughts. She guessed his daydream had involved one or both of his parents.

She watched patiently, hoping the Prince would get control of himself as he usually managed to do. Lelei still wasn’t aware anything was going on as she glanced at Faroush wondering why he wasn’t responding. Cius, however, had noticed the tensing of his mistress’s body and was striding slowly over from his position on the other side of the room

Lucretia realized she’d better intervene when she noticed his hand glowing with a fiery orange light. Not the Dawn rune…but the Rage rune. She really should have tried harder to get him to remove it. She had hoped he wasn’t one of those rare people who were susceptible to the emotional effects of the runes. The Prince would only find a kindred spirit with the hot emotions of a fire rune. What he needed was the soothing effects of water.

Her thoughts were broken as the Prince moved with his amazing speed. In seconds, Tacamu’s best Falenan map was ashes along with its wooden stand. As Faroush began to abuse himself against the wall, Lucretia and Cius moved to stop him.

“Lelei! Your rune!” Cius grunted as he grabbed the struggling prince. His own fire rune was reacting with the Prince’s and though his magical talent was small, he could feel Faroush’s rage. Not to mention it was helping him bare the licks of flame the Prince’s rune kept producing with each punch.

Lelei finally started moving having been stunned by the rapidly changing situation. She moved towards the three, holding her right hand out in front of her. It began to pulse with a tranquil blue light as she watched Cius grappling with the Prince. He was making sure all his blows fell on him and not Lucretia. The tactician had finally stepped back realizing that she couldn’t do any good right that moment.
The red light engulfing the Prince’s hand started to weaken as wave after wave of blue energy passed over the group. As Lelei finally reached him, the water rune’s power encased his hand in a shimmering orb for mere seconds before both it and the glowing fire rune were extinguished.

“It is done, M’lady. The rage rune is asleep once more and his hands healed.” Lelei gasped, subduing a Rage rune with a lesser Water rune had not been easy.

The Prince seemed to collapse in on himself and his rain of blows ceased much to Cius’s relief. The Doraat warrior quickly grasped the boy’s arms in fear he would fall. Lucretia moved forward as Faroush’s body was racked with sobs.

Touching his shoulder, she suddenly found herself in a fierce embrace as he muttered, “I’m sorry…” into her shoulder.

“It’s okay. Everything’s okay.” she murmured even as her body tensed at having him so close. She looked at her two guardians. Cius stood around awkwardly before he stepped away. Lelei stood over the still burning pile, water flowing from her glowing palm.

Faroush pulled away slightly with his torso, their hips still together and his hands moved lower upon her back. Looking at her face, he said, “No, it’s not! I let it happen. I wasn’t good enough.”

Lucretia’s quick mind knew exactly what he referred to, “You did what you could. You exposed the plotting. You’re parents knew about it did they not?”

He looked at her, obviously not wanting to accept her words but knowing they were true anyway. She continued, “Your anger towards the Godwins is a good thing. It is a righteous feeling. It will sustain you but this self loathing must be expelled. It has no place within you. It will destroy you.”

“You must be strong. I know it hurts but this is your duty. It is what you were born to do. You must bare all of this terrible responsibility so that Falena can be free once more. “

“You mustn’t give in to these self destructive impulses. What would happen this happened in front of your soldiers? It would create doubt about your ability to lead. That can not be allowed to happen. Do you understand?”

Faroush was taken back by the iron in her voice. Her words had first been sympathetic and soothing but they had quickly turned to a tone that reminded him of his mother. Not the insane Sun Rune persona but the serious Queen who knew the price of leadership.

His voice was just as firm when he finally responded, “Yes, Lucretia, I do.”

Her blue eyes stared into his for a moment more. She wiped some of his tears away before saying, “Good, now come here.”

She hugged him to her but he didn’t press his cheek to her shoulder as he did before. Those big beautiful eyes were staring soulfully into hers and his lips were slightly parted as his face neared. She knew what was happening and her own head tilted instinctively to receive it. She wondered at her emotions. She wanted this. She wanted to help him forget as so many other women had.

In that moment, Lucretia forgot about Lelei. Her emotions so strong she even forgot the Prince was a man. In that moment, he was a beautiful hurt young girl. Their lips met , she nibbled just a bit at the lower one before his returned the favor.

He was very good, even in his distraught state, he instinctively varied his technique. Slow then fast, his hands sliding down her back to squeeze her full cheeks. Their tongues danced back and forth.

Cius and Lelei stared openly. Cius seemed very uncomfortable, his emotions conflicted. Lelei had one hand unconsciously pressed to the front of her pants, her greatest fantasy come true right in front of her. Even as images of herself impaled on the Prince and her mistress’s pussy at her lips flitted through her mind, she noticed a barely imperceptible glow on one of Faroush’s hands clutching Lucretia’s heart-shaped ass. The Dawn rune…

Lucretia was lost in emotions that normally were rigidly under control. She was going to make love to this sad girl. She was going to protect her from all these horrible thoughts. Her hand reached down between them to fondle the girl’s weeping pussy.

Her hand froze in shock as it came into contact with something large and hard. She broke away from the Prince, her thoughts her own once more.

She was utterly shocked at what had just happened. Looking at the Prince she could see he was looking else where. “I’m…sorry, I don’t know…”

She continued backwards, until she came in contact with her desk. She sat, still confused.

There was a very awkward silence as everyone said nothing and tried hard to look anywhere but each other.

The moment was broken as the doors to the room slammed open and two very naked wet girls ran in heading straight for the prince.

They were all over him.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong? Lyon felt-” babbled Miakis clutching his side.

The Prince didn’t have a chance to speak as Lyon jumped on him much like her counterpart had earlier though quite a bit different to an onlooker as the lips of her pussy were visible between the taut cheeks of her supple ass. Lucretia was rather taken back by this display as it seemed much more forward than she’d Lyon ever been before. She felt longing in her loins on multiple levels. The normal attraction to the beautiful nude bodyguards and the strange desire for the prince.

Cius’s mind was frozen as well. All he could think about was the absolute perfection of Lyon and Miakis. This was the first time he’d seen anyone naked and running. He had thought that such motions would perhaps be unappealing but he had been wrong. They had been amazing. Both about the same height. Lyon’s black hair and Miakis’s strange purple.

Both had athletically tight bodies, their stomachs toned with muscles. Lyon’s breasts were small but perfectly shaped capped with surprisingly large nipples. They had bounced gently and lost their shape not at all. Miakis’s were larger, certainly not on Kisara's or Jeane’s level but slightly more than a handful. She had puffy nipples about the size of Lyon’s which was kind of strange looking since their breasts were different sizes. Her breasts bounced quite a bit but if there was any discomfort she didn’t show it.

As they had passed him, he’d been able to assess their other assets. Lyon’s hips were slightly wider and her ass seemed much fuller than Miakis’s though it was still very tight and toned. Miakis’s hips were well curved as well and her ass a bit tighter than Lyon's. The large size of her breasts made an intriguing contrast. Both had long beautiful legs.

Lyon broke from her kiss long enough to snarl at Miakis, “He needs to be in me now!” If the purple haired girl felt any surprise at such a bold statement, she didn’t show it. Quickly she fell to her knees in front of the Prince and under Lyon. She began to work at Faroush’s clothes.

Lelei watched excitedly but she felt a small sensation from her rune. Looking quickly to the Prince she saw his hand ignite with orange light once more. Her water rune’s shell had just been broken. Catching sight of Lyon’s hand as it caressed Faroush’s white hair while she continued to furiously kiss him, Lelei saw that Lyon’s Rage rune had ignited as well. What did this mean? She looked to her Mistress. Should she attempt the spell once more? She didn’t think she could handle two Rage runes at once.

Lucretia was still standing watching. Her analytical mind wondered if it would not be easier for Miakis to undress the Prince if Lyon got down. But she apparently was not willing to stop kissing the prince for even a few moments. The tactician also wondered idly how he managed to continue holding her with such ease. He looked strong but not that strong. Her breath caught as Miakis finally managed to release the Prince’s cock.

She only saw it for a moment before the Prince thrust and it slid into Lyon’s gaping pussy without the least resistance. Not only had it been longer than she thought possible it had been impossibly thick. How could such a slender feminine boy produce that? Even more amazing is that the entire length disappeared into a such a small girl. Lucretia was almost sure that her own now soaked cunt couldn’t take it all.

Lyon’s head was thrown back moaning wildly as her Prince lifted her up and down upon his massive prick as if she weighed nothing at all. Miakis remained underneath one hand keeping contact with a cheek in each hand, her tongue and mouth working upon Faroush’s. And there was a lot there for her too work with as well, thought a swooning Lucretia.

She suddenly noticed the orange light emanating from the Faroush and Lyon’s hands. What?! She saw Lelei step forward raising her own rune. Some instinct had the tactician grasp Lei’s arm, looking at her she shook her head. Somehow she knew that this needed to happen. She moved away from the desk while sliding her hand up Lei’s arm and bringing her with her. She fell down into the chair that Faroush had vacated earlier, Lei standing nearby her hand still grasped in Lucretia’s.

As if the tactician moving had been the signal, the Prince suddenly walked forward, still inside Lyon. He set her down on the desk. Miakis crawled up behind him, her breasts swinging interestingly below her and her ass sashaying back and forth. Lucretia couldn’t see what she was doing as she was now on the other side of the desk but she could guess.

The Prince continued to thrust powerfully into Lyon and she in turn writhed and moaned, “Oh yes! Fuck me, Faroush! I’m you-ooours! Yes! Give it to…to…me! Oh! I love you….I Lo-ov you….iloveyouiloveyou..” Her words soon became incomprehensible, just noises of wild pleasure that Lucretia found odd coming from her. The Prince for his part, didn’t say a word. Just grunting with the effort, his eyes squeezed shut, his face a mask of pleasure.

Their bodies were glowing with the red light of their rage runes and waves of it were beginning to cascade from them engulfing the entire group. Lucretia’s pussy twinged and her thoughts turned even more naughty. Even through this increased horniness, her mind suddenly realized what was happening.

The Rage runes! Somehow they were the reason she was sitting here watching this inappropriate situation while pussy juice flowed eagerly from her lips below. They were the reason Lelei had just undone the top of her uniform and was tweaking her sensitive nipples. And they were the reason the uptight Cius was just standing there with a bulge in his pants rather than leaving this uncomfortable situation as he normally would have. It made sense! Fire runes weren’t just the incarnation of anger but passion and lust as well!

It shouldn’t be possible. Only a small minority were in tune with the runes enough to be effected emotionally. And even then the only ones in the room who should even have a chance to be effected was Cius with his Fire rune and Miakis with her Lightning, a rune closely affiliated with that of fire. Lelei’s Water rune was not only the opposite of Fire but naturally stronger as well! She should be protected. And Lucretia should have been the safest as she was completely bereft of runes! She practically didn’t exist for the shallow consciousnesses of lesser runes.

What Lucretia hadn’t noticed was the small maroon light emanating from the Prince’s other hand which was understandable as the Rage runes’ halo almost completely drowned it out.

The pleasurable sensations were increasing and she felt it wouldn’t be long before she would have to give in. Well…so be it. They were alone here and consequences could be kept to a minimum. She blessed Falanen sensibilities. This type of situation would have created quite a crisis in more normal places like Zexen or Harmonia. Still, she would do what she could to keep it quiet.

But first…

Lelei couldn’t help it. She was so turned on. Seeing the lovely Queen’s knights…and then the Prince’s… She’d seen him in the baths that day. She’d only caught a glimpse of it hard before he was underwater. She had played with herself as he had sex with Miakis. But she hadn’t got to see much, just the purple haired girl gyrating in pleasure.

She was seeing it all now! Miakis had gotten up on the desk on her hands and knees above Lyon. The girls’ tongues were dancing together as their lips met. The Prince would thrust it to one girl then move quickly into the other. Miakis would practically shout when he was in, begging for him to stay but he methodically moved from one to the other. Lelei couldn’t help but notice that when he did thrust into Miakis he carefully stopped with a few inches still out even as she writhed around to get as much in as possible. With Lyon, however, it went in all the way every time. Lelei idly thought that they must be made for each other.

Her thoughts were broken by her lady’s commanding voice, “Lei, between my legs now.” Lelei responded to the familiar tone instant and was on her knees rapidly. She did have a very unfamiliar feeling of disappointment as she lifted Lucretia’s skirt and uncovered the woman’s usually very appealing pussy. What she truly wanted right now was a cock…the Prince’s cock. Still, this was nice too. She proceeded to kiss and lick the insides of her mistress’s thighs teasingly.

Lucretia nearly groaned as she realized her lover was going to toy with but she had something else to worry about before she could lose herself to the pleasure coursing through her body.

Cius nearly leapt out of his shoes as he felt his lady’s hand grasp his pants. “Cius! Go…” Lucretia paused as she let out a low moan. Cius couldn’t help but feel a stab of anger as he glanced at Lelei’s head disappearing under Lucretia’s dress. He turned to leave.

He was stopped by her hand on his pants once again, “Go and make sure we’re not disturbed! Then…” Her eyes flitted to his crotch. “then come back..I want that.”

The expression on his face changed, and he enthused, “Yes, M’lady!” He ran off.

Lucretia’s attention returned to the Prince and his lovers as she uncovered her own small yet well shaped breasts. The group was changing positions on top of her desk. It seemed that though Lyon was rather meek normally, she was the dominant one during sex. At least where Miakis was concerned that is, she even slapped the girl on her tight muscular ass to get her moving faster. If the other bodyguard cared, she surely didn’t show it, in fact from the look on her face Lucretia suspected she got off on it.

As they moved, a small thought broke through Lucretia’s haze of lust. They were completely messing up all of the papers now scattered across the desk and floor!

Faroush was now straddling Lyon his legs out wide as she thrust her ass out as her face rested on Miakis stomach. Lucretia assumed this new position would have the Prince coming it at a different angle and she wondered what it must feel like. Sure enough, he plunged straight down but his strokes were varied now, sometimes he would go slow even leaving the fat head just barely stroking her lips before he would thrust again at a much greater pace.

She just watched for a while, enjoying the action and the wonderful tongue along her pussy. Her thoughts were concerned about her apparent change in desire. She could not deny her desire for the Prince’s cock. But she would try to fight it. No matter what the Falanen attitudes towards casual sex, she knew somewhere deep that she wouldn’t be okay with this normally. As much as she respected the Prince, she did not love him. That was important to her.

And maybe just maybe, this change would allow her to return Cius’s desire the way he wanted. She still wasn’t sure but she would at least try.

Moments later Cius returned, “All taken care of. The guards are aware that we’re experimenting with runic magic and should not be disturbed.” He paused looking awkward as Lucretia stared at him as she made little mewling noises due to his companion’s efforts below. He continued, “Um…I told them that, because Locke, that’s one of the guards…um he has an earth rune….and um he was sensing something..and uh also..they asked about the um…Queen‘s Knights.. you know naked and all..um…I didn‘t know what to say…”

Lucretia interrupted, “Take it out!”

Cius looked confused for a moment, before he noticed where her gaze was directed and with a goofy grin began undoing his pants. The tactician watched avidly hoping… He was having some trouble, but finally he got it out.

Lucretia’s disappointment wasn’t evident on her face as at that moment Lei’s tongue flicked her clit at that very moment. Cius’s dick was…uninteresting. Just like all penis’ were. Well almost all.

It wasn’t that it was small. From what she had seen in the baths he was fairly average if a bit thicker than normal. She’d seen big ones and they held no more interest to her at all.

She looked back at the Prince, at the moment his entire cock was on display as he held it teasingly at the entrance of Lyon’s pussy. Oddly enough, it wasn’t Lyon begging him to put it in but Miakis, “Oh yea….put that big cock in her! Do it. Please o please, prince. I need it…she needs it…Put…it…in….” The purple haired beauty suddenly looked right at Lucretia smirking. “Even your oh so wise tactician wants you to, don’t you?”

The prince looked at her as well, the first time since they’d began that Lucretia had noticed any real awareness in him other than the pussies he was fucking. He raised one white eyebrow in a questioning look. Lucretia studied him for a moment. At some point, the rest of his clothes had been removed and he now stood on her desk. Naked he could not be mistaken for a girl despite his beautiful face. If his body was very slender, it was corded with taut muscle. She took in his firm well-defined pectorals so unlike the soft breasts she so usually desired. Still there was something undeniably attractive about them and she found herself wondering what it would feel like to run her tongue down the cleavage between his pecks. Her eyes traveled down his washboard stomach, she’d seen women with abs like that and it had not been pleasing. However, on the Prince it made her thighs quiver (or was that Lei’s tongue?),

Lucretia’s eyes finally found his cock and she couldn’t help but let out another long moan. The big tip clamped tightly by Lyon’s lips below, so was held at a downward angle, the thick shaft looking for all the world like a third leg. It looked so odd, something so overly large on such a slim man. But it did make her hot. She started to nod. She did want to see him plunge it into the beautiful girl. “Yes..Please…Do it” She positively panted with lust.

He grinned and did as he was asked. Lucretia spread her legs wide as if it was she that was being fucked and she couldn’t help but whine in disappointment at the inadequate feeling of Lei’s fingers inside her.

Moments later, she finally noticed Cius, his hands stroking himself vigorously. Lucretia chided herself even in her near delirious state. She realized how he must have felt having the one he loved with all his heart take her first glance at his dick and then almost immediately forget about it to watch the Prince fuck someone else.

She reached out with one hand and tentatively touched his dick. His hands stopped, surprised having given up on that hope. Lucretia ran her fingers along it. It was hot to the touch and felt soft and hard at the same time. It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling but it didn’t excite her. Still she owed it to him now.

Lucretia wrapped her hand around it clumsily and began to stroke.

Cius positively exploded with joy at the very idea of what Lucretia was doing. But as the minutes passed by and her hand continued to stroke seeming to randomly speed up and slow down, his feelings changed. She wasn’t even paying him any attention as she stared in rapt fascination with the Prince and concubines, her other hand running through Lelei’s hair. Dissatisfaction quickly became anger which his fire rune quickly fed off of.

Normally Cius’s magical talent and the poor quality of his fire rune would have kept it from reacting like this, but the close proximity to the linked Rage runes changed things.

Cius moved forward, Lucretia compensated and kept stroking him. Cius was not an angry man to begin with so there wasn’t a big change in his demeanor despite the fire rune’s power. It did make him bolder however.

Lucretia couldn’t help but notice him coming closer. It was surprising and a little bit dismaying as well. She really didn’t want to see his penis up close. Still, there wasn’t much she could do about it without hurting his feelings. Soon enough he was right up against the chair’s arm and his hard dick was in her face. Her hand slowed as she studied his tool, taking in the unattractive veins running up and down it.

He was thrusting forward a bit and there was something in his eye. Lucretia suddenly realized he wanted her to put her mouth around it. The very idea was…disgusting. The treacherous part of her spoke up and there was suddenly an image of her on her knees before the Prince her mouth spread wide around the bulbous head of his massive prick. That thought filled her with lust and righteousness. Another image appeared, this time on her knees before Cius his entire dick in her mouth. There was no lust there at all and it felt wrong.

Lucretia pulled frantically at Lelei’s hair. Coming up for air, her young protégé analyzed the situation quickly.

“Oh god, Cius! Get that in me right now! I need you to fuck me…I’m so turned on right now!” she moaned as she moved not giving him a chance to respond. She reached up and grabbed his hips ripping him out of Lucretia’s hands.

A startled “Hey!” was all he managed as he was pulled roughly in front of Lucretia’s chair. He gasped a more pleased “Heeey…” as Lelei’s lips engulfed his penis so fast it seemed to disappear, her hands grasping his ass pressing him forward. Lucretia was surprised that the sight turned her on. Seeing her tall porcelain beauty doing something she found so dirty really got to her. Her hands found her pussy as she watched.

Lelei’s hand left Cius and went to her waist, working her uniform’s pants down even as she continued to suck Cius’s dick. Lucretia’s eyes widened as her apprentice revealed a very small pair of underwear. A…’thong’ is what Josephine called it. The eccentric woman had cornered them one day simply demanding that Lucretia try out her new line of lingerie. Thrusting some items into their hands she had then been off about her fashion diva duties
While Lucretia had been disgusted, Lelei had been intrigued. She’d even gone to the crazy woman’s lair and returned with more. After about twenty minutes of modeling the items Lelei had converted Lucretia into a firm believer. The sight of the pink thong hugging tightly to Lelei’s voluptuous rear was a very pleasing one.

Glancing up at the Prince, Lucretia almost giggled. Josephine had demanded Lelei take a few items she’d made for him with her because for some reason he was avoiding her. The items consisted of three thongs…specially suited for his…impressive anatomy. The truly funny thing was that the cloth that would hold his…cock, were rather strangely shaped. One, and this was the one she’d just imagined him wearing, consisted of what was supposed to be an elephant’s trunk. Another was shaped like a banana and the last was a curved Armes scimitar. She just couldn’t understand that woman! All of her designs for women were at least mostly tasteful. But everything she made for the Prince was just bizarre!

Lucretia’s thoughts returned to the action at hand as she noticed Faroush picking up Lyon off the desk and moving towards her (his cock still within inside the girl of course). The tactician’s breath sped up and it wasn’t just the thought of his prick so near that caused it. She felt an even stronger wave of lust as the focal point of all this magically induced passion drew closer. She could see that both Rage Runes were together as Lyon and Faroush clasped hands. Interesting, without Lyon his rune produces anger, together they produce…um lots of sex? Her observation turned out to not be as profound as she’d hoped.

The Prince was close now and he set Lyon gently down upon Lucretia’s lap barely giving Lelei a chance to escape. Lucretia was vaguely aware that Cius was now pounding his dick into her apprentice’s snatch. Her eyes glanced at Faroush’s and Lyon’s for a moment before focusing on his cock, it’s thick base stretching Lyon’s pussy wider than Lucretia thought would be comfortable. Though the content smile on Lyon’s face said otherwise. And his confident smirk showed he was enjoying the way his usually so composed advisor was gaping.

A smooth cheek suddenly brushed her own as Miakis came around behind the chair and leaned in close. One hand brushing Lucretia’s long blonde bang out of the way, the other reaching down and tweaking one swollen nipple.

“We saw you were enjoying the show so we thought we’d give you a closer look” The girl lips gently nibbled at her ear, “We want you to know we care about you. Lucretia was touched by the sentiment but she didn’t trust any of her emotions right now." Miakis added, "Well the Prince and I do anyway. Lyon’s kind of a bitch.” If Lyon heard, she didn’t care. Seeming for all the world completely content, one hand stroking the Prince’s firm stomach. Lucretia was surprised to find one of her own hands gently playing along the edge of his chest. It did feel nice. Suddenly, Miakis’s presence lifted.

She moved around to the side just beside Lyon’s head, “Anyway…as I said Lyon’s a big bitch and hogs him all to herself, so you mind helping me out some?…I bet Ms. Wizard tactician knows how to use her fingers.”

Lucretia looked at the beautiful warrior’s body, her eyes traveling to her pussy topped with a small well trimmed patch of purple hair. She raised and eyebrow and the girl just grinned grabbing her hand and thrusting it between her legs. The tactician grinned, this was something she was very good at. Miakis’s eyes widened, “Holy Shit!” This was followed by a long moan as Lucretia’s fingers worked inside her.

At this point, Faroush decided to resume fucking Lyon and her cries joined her friend’s. Lucretia could feel each powerful thrust as Lyon’s rear pressed into her lap.

She’d almost forgotten Lelei and Cius. “Come on come on, get up! I want to watch.” came Lelei’s impatient voice. Soon enough the Lelei was standing bent over Lyon’s stomach as Cius thrust from behind. Lucretia almost giggled as she realized the strangeness of the situation. Her Prince was fucking his bodyguard on top of her while she finger fucked his other bodyguard. Her two followers were fucking each other while bent over her and all the women’s eyes were on the Prince’s thrusting cock.

This seemed to go on for an eternity. Lucretia didn’t think that anyone had come yet, not once. And the sex kept going on and on. They didn’t switch positions even once, everyone wanting to be as close to the prince as possible. Occasionally he would take his cock out and Lucretia found it obscene how far it seemed to extend up Lyon’s torso. Where did she put that inside her?

Whenever he did remove it from Lyon the ladies would take him into their mouth. Lelei always got it first from her position with her head just above Lyon’s stomach. Lucretia was disappointed with her student’s attempts however, barely getting much past the prince’s tip. The tactician had been sure with the way she had swallowed Cius’s that she would do better. Miakis would then lean down to try, giving Lucretia’s fingers a different angle to work in her. Even as Lyon would mouth at her companion’s beautiful breasts, Miakis would slowly work the Prince down her throat. Lucretia was thoroughly impressed when she managed to get a full third of Faroush’s length past her lips. Then it was Lyon’s turn but because of the Prince’s position she could only get the fat head in her mouth, though Lucretia had a feeling she could take considerably more. And from the sounds he made, it seemed that even this much in Lyon’s mouth was even more enjoyable than the rest.

At this point, Lucretia’s mouth was salivating at the thought of trying it much to her surprise. Faroush’s cock was just as close as Cius’s had been but her reaction couldn’t be any more different. Yes it was thicker and longer. But that shouldn’t have mattered. What veins there were weren’t off-putting and there was something about its shape…it just looked right…and she wanted it so bad. If it wasn’t for Lyon on her lap, her hips would be thrusting up of their own accord.

Unfortunately it was never offered. They obviously had heard the rumors about her. And anytime his cock got anywhere near her, Lelei would intervene swiftly. Bless her heart but at this point, Lucretia was getting a little annoyed at her. Not that she was ready to just grab it and start sucking away as much as the thought excited her.

Finally, what seemed like ages in eternal never ending pleasure, Lucretia could feel the orgasm coming. Faroush was thrusting like a machine into Lyon and she could tell by the sounds that he was getting close. In fact, she had a feeling that they were all spiraling to the top. She knew Lelei was since she knew the signs, her mouth in an O a low stuttering moan issuing form her mouth. And Miakis’s pussy was pulsating around her fingers in a familiar way.

Suddenly, Faroush came and they all followed after. Lucretia was barely conscious the pleasure was so intense but her eyes widened as she watched the cum issue forth the end of the Prince’s cock. Lelei got a full blast in the face and pulled back in surprise. The fountain splashed forth covering Lyon’s stomach, breasts, and face. Lucretia watched as the girl’s mouth widened her tongue out trying to catch as much as she could. Miakis leaned forward, “Me too, Prince!” He leaned back slightly his cock rising and still issuing a never ending stream. The purple haired girl reacted much the same as Lyon.

Lucretia could feel it falling on to her chest and the sight of the warm liquid pooling there excited her. She was amazed that the Prince was still firing, and looking at that heavy sack she could understand. Looking up she noticed, He was raising an eyebrow at her. She knew what he was asking and she wanted it bad. She couldn’t understand it, the very idea of being covered in a man’s seed had sickened her before. But now…

She grasped the thick shaft, marveling at the solid feel and it’s extreme warmth. Turning it towards her, she found her mouth opening of its own accord and the Prince fired the lasts of his seed all over the beautiful face of his tactician.

The taste was interesting not what she had expected at all but she found she enjoyed it. Leaning back she sagged into her chair, still feeling the aftershocks of the best orgasm in her entire life. Her thoughts jolted to a halt for one moment, her hand still around his cock. She’d just orgasmed and no one had been really doing anything to her at all. No fingers, no lips, and no tongue had been on her pussy. She’d literally came from watching him fuck Lyon!

A couple minutes past of eager tongues cleaning up all of the cum they could find. Lelei jealously kept anyone from licking cum off her mistress. Lyon and Miakis calmly lapped at each other for all the world like two very satisfied kitties…pussies, Lucretia corrected herself. At one point Miakis leaned in real close to Cius who was nearly passed out against the side of the desk, he looked almost scared for a moment, not sure what the hell the crazy girl was doing now. Suddenly Miakis struck, her tongue catching one last stray bit of cum that at somehow gotten there. She had then stood up and theatrically smacked her lips and said, “Yep, that’s royal cum!”

Lucretia had rolled her eyes and gazed at poor Cius, glad to see he’d put away his dick. Her eyes had strayed to where the Prince had leaned against the desk totally nonchalant about his nudity, Lyon sitting on the desk hugging his side, her chin on his shoulder. Glancing down, she took in his limp cock which still looked rather impressive. Her eyes widened a bit as she realized his soft member was larger than Cius’s had been fully erect!

The red light was fading and she felt her thoughts returning to normalcy. Still she refused to say anything as her thoughts raced. The rest of the various participants laid around seemingly totally exhausted

Lelei was the first to break the silence, her head resting in Lucretia’s lap, “What the hell was that?”

****Whew! Anyway...definitely tell me what you think good or bad...this was my first attempt at a lot of sex description and I have a feeling it could have been better, especially in comparison with the exceptional Mr. Streti. So I can use all the help I can get!****