Evening Training Yard – It had been one whole week since we seven started living together ,today was a usual day .
The sun was setting, painting the sky orange and pink. A soft wind blew through the yard behind the mansion, rustling the trees and cooling down the warm air.
I sat on a low stone bench, leaning back, arms resting casually. In front of me stood Sarah and Rozie, facing each other with serious looks.
Rozie held her sword with confidence. Her blonde hair was tied up, her white training shirt sticking slightly to her body because of sweat.
The way her chest moved every time she breathed made me a bit distracted. Her hips shifted with control, and she stood like someone who had fought many battles.
Sarah, on the other side, gripped her axe tightly. Her brown hair was loose, cheeks glowing red from warm-up. Her body was more toned, more solid — the kind you get from real hard work. When she moved her legs, her thighs showed a strength that caught my eye. She looked ready.
Rozie smiled and said, "Come on, let's see what you've got."
Sarah didn't answer. She just stepped forward, raising her axe.
The first clash was loud. Axe and sword met in the air, pushing each other. Sarah grunted. Their boobs bounced ,Rozie laughed. It wasn't a full battle, more like a friendly match. But still, there was heat.
They kept moving. Rozie stepped left and right quickly. Her body flowed with her sword, every turn of her waist showing more than she probably meant to.
I kept my eyes on her thighs, how light she looked on her feet, how she made the fight look graceful.
Sarah was all power. When she swung her axe, the wind around it felt real. She wasn't as fast as Rozie, but each hit came with full strength. Her shirt lifted slightly when she turned fast, showing her stomach. Her breathing got heavier. Sweat ran down her neck.
I watched closely. My heart wasn't racing, but I felt something. A quiet burn in my chest, in my stomach. The way they moved, the effort, the sweat, the breathing — it was all starting to feel… tempting.
Rozie suddenly turned behind Sarah and tapped her shoulder with the flat side of the sword. "You're dead," she said with a grin.
Sarah turned, breathing hard. "You cheated."
"I outplayed you."
They both laughed.
Sarah looked at me and said, "You're just sitting there enjoying the view, huh?"
I smiled. "Can you blame me?"
She rolled her eyes and walked over, sitting beside me in my right . Her body was still warm. Rozie followed and sat beside me on the left , wiping sweat from her neck. They both were drenched in sweat .
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In the capital of Velmora ....in a unknown castle
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The dimly lit chamber was filled with a tense, charged atmosphere as William stood before Queen Loraine, his presence dominating the space.
"Your Majesty," he said, his eyes locked onto hers, "I know you're hurting. But I'm here to take your mind off things. To make you feel alive again."
Loraine nodded, a smile forming on her face, her voice a soft whisper, "Yes, William. Make me forget that useless husband ."
William leaned in, capturing her lips in a fierce, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth, tasting her, claiming her. His hands roamed over her body, squeezing and massaging her soft boobs, his fingers digging into her skin, leaving marks of his passion. He pulled back, a wicked smirk on his lips as he looked at her, his voice a low growl, "I'm going to fuck you, Slut. And you're going to love it."
He pushed her onto the bed, her crown tumbling off, her hair splayed out around her, a stark contrast to the dark sheets. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock hard and ready, pressing against her entrance, the head already slick with her juices. He pushed in slowly, feeling her tightness envelop him, her body arching, her moans filling the room.
"Ahh, William your dick its bigger than my husband's," she moaned, her hands gripping the sheets, her knuckles white, her body trembling with anticipation.
He started to move, his hips thrusting against hers, his cock sliding in and out of her with ease despite her tightness, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room, Loraine boobs and ass bouncing. He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth, his hands squeezing and massaging her boobs, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
"Your husband is dead, Loraine," he growled against her lips, his voice a low, cruel reminder. "And now, I'm going to make you mine."
She moaned, her body arching, her hands gripping his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, urging him on, her voice a soft whisper, "Yes, William. Make me yours , now that my husband is gone we can enjoy with everything he has left for me ."
He pulled out suddenly, leaving her feeling empty and wanting. He flipped her onto her stomach, positioning himself behind her, his cock pressing against her ass. He leaned down, his lips capturing her earlobe, his teeth nibbling, his voice a low growl, "I'm going to fuck your mouth now, Loraine. And you're going to take it all."
She turned her head, her lips capturing his, her tongue exploring his mouth, her voice a soft moan, "Yes, William."
He pulled back, a wicked smirk on his lips as he positioned his cock at her lips, her tongue flicking out, licking the tip, tasting his pre-cum, her eyes locked onto his, a look of pure lust and submission in her eyes.
He pushed in slowly, feeling her hot, wet mouth envelop him, her lips stretching wide to accommodate his size, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine.
He started to move, his hips thrusting, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth, her head bobbing up and down, her hands squeezing and stroking his balls, her fingers tracing the veins on his shaft, her mouth hot and wet, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head, her eyes locked onto his, a look of pure ecstasy on her face.
"That's it, Loraine," he growled, his voice a low, dominating tone. "Take it all. You're mine now , from now on i am going to fuck you all day and night ."
He pulled out suddenly, leaving her feeling empty and wanting. He positioned himself between her legs again, his cock pressing against her entrance, the head already slick with her juices. He pushed in slowly, feeling her tightness envelop him, her body arching, her moans filling the room.
"Ahh, William," she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, her body moving in sync with his, her hips bucking, meeting his thrusts, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him, urging him to release.
He started to move, his hips thrusting, his cock sliding in and out of her with ease despite her tightness, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room, a primal rhythm that spurred them on. He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth, his hands squeezing and massaging her boobs, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
He pulled out suddenly, a wicked smirk on his lips as he looked at her, his voice a low growl, "Now, I'm going to fuck your tits, Loraine. And you're going to love it."
He positioned himself between her legs, his cock pressing against her tits, the head already slick with her juices.
He started to move, his hips thrusting, his cock sliding between her tits, the sensation of her soft, smooth skin against his hard, throbbing shaft sending waves of pleasure through him. He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth, his hands squeezing and massaging her boobs, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
"Ahh, William," she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, her body moving in sync with his, her hips bucking, meeting his thrusts, her tits bouncing, her nipples hard and begging for attention, her pussy wet and glistening, coating his cock with her juices.
He pulled out suddenly, a wicked smirk on his lips as he looked at her, his voice a low growl, "And now, Loraine, I'm going to fuck you again. And this time, I'm going to make you cum so hard you'll see stars."
He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock pressing against her wet pussy, the head already slick with her juices. He pushed in slowly, feeling her tightness envelop him, her body arching, her moans filling the room.
He started to move, his hips thrusting, his cock sliding in and out of her with ease despite her tightness, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room, a primal rhythm that spurred them on.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in slow circles, matching the rhythm of his thrusts, her moans growing louder, her body tensing, her pussy clenching around his cock, her juices flowing, coating his shaft.
"Cum for me, Loraine," he growled, his voice a low, commanding tone. "Cum for me like a good little queen."
She moaned, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him, her juices flowing, coating his shaft, her body trembling with pleasure, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her eyes locked onto his, a look of pure bliss on her face.
With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his hot cum filling her pussy, mixing with her juices, his body shaking, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his cock still hard, still throbbing inside her.