Chapter 8: In the Suite: The Queen's Palace
: As David and I returned to our suite, the soft glow of the night spilled through the grand windows, casting an ethereal light over the opulent space. The suite was a haven of luxury, with velvet drapes, plush rugs, and ornate furniture that whispered of decadence and indulgence. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and sandalwood, a heady combination that seemed to heighten the sense of anticipation that crackled between us. David, with an almost reverent touch, removed my high heels, his fingers tracing the delicate curve of my instep, my ankle, my calf. He lovingly licked at sucked on my manicured toes - the red lacquer of my toenails gleaming in the soft light. I shivered under his soft, worshipful caresses, my body still humming with the afterglow of Morton's intense fucking."You're a vision, Carson," David murmured, his voice thick with desire and love. "A feminine masterpiece."I looked up at him, my eyes soft and adoring. "I love you, David," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.He smiled, his eyes never leaving mine as he slowly began to tickle my anus/pussy his touch gentle and reverent. He spread me out on the bed, his hands roaming over my body, exploring every curve, every line. "Tell me what you want, my queen...?" He asked. "May I fuck you?" I closed my eyes and said: " Not now my darling. I will suck your cock and give you some satisfaction, but...." "But what, Carson?" I held David's face in my hands, gently moving my fingers over his skin. "I want to bask a little bit in the glow of Morton's fuck, my darling David. I want the last cock in my pussy to have been Morton's...if only for tonight." David was hurt - I could tell, but he needed to know the truth. "Morton is that much better than I am...? He asked. I blushed a bit, hid my face for a second ..."Yes David - Morton is that much better. You will never be able to fuck me the way he does. I love you with all my heart, but...Maybe my pussy belongs to Morton...?"David was hurt - no question. But he smiled up at me and said: "I knew that eventually I would have to share you with someone. You are that special and that beautiful. I'm glad it is with someone who worships you the way you deserve to be loved. For tonight then...let's just hold each other. Cuddle. And in the morning we can find Morton, and I can watch him give you the satisfaction that I can't..." "Thank you David, for understanding." I cried a little bit and we held each other. "And..."I added..."I do want to visit the Jizz Fountain again!" We both laughed and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Morning came late for us...
Morning light cast a warm, golden glow over the opulent suite as we slowly awoke from our slumber. David's arms were still wrapped around me, our bodies pressed tightly together, and I could feel his morning erection pressing against my ass. I wiggled slightly, causing David to stir and groan softly.
"Good morning, my queen," he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. I turned to face him, a soft smile playing on my lips.
"Good morning, my king," I replied. David's eyes met mine, and he grinned.
"Ready to get your fill of spunk, my queen?"
I nodded eagerly, my body still humming with desire. We dressed quickly, our clothing minimal—just enough to keep us from being completely naked in public. I wore a tiny skirt (no panties of course) and a see thru blouse. High heels of course, with minimal make-up. My long blonde hair hung loose in a ponytail - ready for someone to grab while fucking me from behind, I hoped! As we walked hand in hand towards the Jizz Fountain, I could feel the anticipation building within me.
The Fountain of Jizz was even more spectacular in the morning light. The sun bathed the sperm in a golden glow, and the sculpture seemed to shimmer and dance. The atmosphere was electric, the air filled with the scent of sex and the sound of moans and grunts.
Men filled the area around the fountain, their cocks hard and ready, eager for release. I stood near the edge of the pool, my heart pounding with anticipation. David, standing beside me, took my hand and led me to the center of the fountain.
"Come on, my queen," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Let's get you filled up."
I stripped off my clothes - that didn't last long! I handed my clothes and high heels to Morton - who had magically appeared by our sides. David and he embraced warmly, and David looked admiringly at Morton's 10-incher (David's 6 inches looked puny by comparison!), standing straight up at attention. Similar to David, Morton's penis was uncut, his foreskin reluctant to retract all the way back. Believe me, I was more than willing to retract that magnificent flap of skin for him. I wrapped my fingers around his massive tool and whispered to him: "Good morning Morton!" We kissed passionately in front of David, which made him smile. With David's and Morton's help I slipped into the large fountain and immediately started to giggle as I felt myself covered in hot, milky cum. I stood in the waist-deep liquid, the warm sperm lapped at my thighs, teasing my eager pussy. David stood behind me, his hands resting on my hips, and Morton looked on lovingly. I turned to Morton and whispered: "Hold me, my darling!" He grinned and stepped into the fountain, wrapping his strong arms around me. His massive cock pressed against my back, and I could feel the heat of it, even through the sperm that coated my skin. I leaned against him, my body tingling with anticipation.
David stepped back a bit, to allow Morton to take on the role of "man" to my "woman". Morton stepped up behind me, his hands gripping my hips. He slid his cock between my legs, the head of it pressing against my pussy. I could feel the precum dripping from him, mingling with the sperm that already coated me. This would be a spectacular fuck. By now I had fucked in public before - last night's impregnation activity was proof of that - but this would be the first time that my sex would be seen by half the group; Morton and I were in the most public area of the whole estate and we were about to screw in front of all of them. I loved being the center of attention like that. I knew I was being unfair to David but when I locked eyes with him he was smiling. He knew that I needed this public display of my womanhood and he was delighted that he could - in a small way - be part of it. Morton had earned rights to my pussy with his lovemaking technique and his god-like phallus. Morton had earned me, and I was going to allow him to enjoy his victory.
"Make love to me Morton! Show them how a real man fucks his woman!" A cheer went up among the men gathered round. This was the most amazing moment of my life!
I was standing there in the golden morning light, in the Fountain of Jizz, with Morton's massive 10 inch cock pressed against my pussy, his hands gripping my hips, and David looking on. I could feel the heat of Morton's cock, the slickness of the sperm coating my skin, and the anticipation building within me.
"Fuck me, Morton," I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to fuck me in front of everyone. I want them to see how a real man fucks his woman."
Morton chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down my spine.
"Your wish is my command, gorgeous," he growled.
He lined his cock up with my entrance, the thick head pressing against my slick, eager hole. I moaned, my body aching for him, needing him to fill me. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, allowing me to feel every ridge and vein of his massive cock.
"Fuck, you're tight, Carson," Morton groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I can feel every inch of you gripping my cock."
I pushed back against him, urging him deeper, my body craving more of him.
Morton groaned, his hips thrusting forward as he sheathed himself fully inside me. I felt every inch of him, my pussy stretched wide to accommodate his massive girth.
"Fuck, Morton," I moaned, my hands gripping the edge of the fountain for support. "You feel so fucking good."
Morton began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, accompanied by our moans and gasps. I could feel every inch of him, his cock stroking my G-spot with each thrust.
The sensation was overwhelming, my body tingling with pleasure as he took me, claimed me in front of everyone. I moaned, my body shaking with anticipation and desire.
"That's it, Morton," I urged, my voice breathless and desperate. "Fuck me harder. Make me feel it."
Morton growled, his hips picking up speed, his cock slamming into me with force. The slaps of our bodies echoed through the crowd, setting a primal rhythm that seemed to drive everyone wild. I could feel the heat building within me, the pleasure coiling like a spring ready to snap.
Each thrust sent jolts of electric pleasure through my body, my pussy clenching around Morton's massive cock. I was on fire, my entire being focused on the feel of him inside me, the way he filled me completely.
"That's it, baby," Morton grunted, his hands gripping my hips tighter. "Take my big cock! I this moment you are mu woman !" he roared and the crowd roared back. There must have been more than fifty erected men watching us and cheering us on.
I moaned; I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with equal force, my body demanding more.
"Fuck me, Morton," I begged, my voice ragged.
"Fill me up with your cum. Make me take every fucking drop of it."
Morton grunted, his hips moving faster, his cock pounding into me with brutal force. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the air, a wet, obscene symphony that matched the fever pitch of our moans and groans.
Morton growled, his voice thick with lust:"You love having my big cock in your tight little cunt, don't you?"
"Yes!" I screamed, my body shaking with pleasure. "I love it, Morton.
Fuck me harder!" I begged, my voice hoarse with desperate need.
Morton groaned, his grip on my hips tightening as he slammed into me with even more force. The water around us churned and splashed, the sound a wet, obscene accompaniment to our primal fucking.
"You're my filthy little slut, Carson, AND you're my goddess!" Thrust..! Thrust...! Thrust...! "My slut-queen! My slut-goddess!" Morton snarled, his voice thick with lust. "You take my cock like the slut-goddess you are. I bet you love feeling my big dick stretch your little pussy out, don't you?"
"Yes, god yes, Morton!" I cried out, my body shaking with pleasure. "Fuck me better than David ever could! Show David how a real man fucks, Morton! Fuck me my darling! I cried out. Unfair to David? Maybe. But he later told me that hearing me like that had excited him. He left the area after hearing me humiliate him in front of the crowd, and went to find sex somewhere else on the grounds. I couldn't bear to look at him, and I hoped he would leave me alone for the rest of the day. I needed Morton inside me, right now, needed his cum, his hard masculinity and his unadulterated worship of me. "Give..! It...! To me...! Morton! You stud...!" I barked out as he took me in front of the crowd. Every one of those men there wanted to be Morton. Wanted to be the one who was satisfying the slut-goddess. Making me his woman at that moment. "I'm cumming! Morton roared and the crows roared with him. He slammed into me shooting every drop of sperm left in him into my anus/pussy. I screamed my own orgasm, shooting my wad into the fountain ass I gripped my own cock and pumped wildly. We relaxed, exhausted as the crowd applauded wildly. Morton and I got out of the fountain...and then the most amazing thing happened. David found out about it later and wished that he had stuck around to see it. The men who had gathered there to watch us suddenly all kneeled in front of me as I descended from the sperm fountain. All of them knelt. Several of the men asked me to allow them to clean me up and began licking at my body, wiping off the residue of sperm. A chant went up: "slut-goddess! slut-goddess! slut-goddess!" as several of the men licked me clean. When I was licked clean of the spooge, several of the men knelt in front of me and helped me step into my high heels, then helped me into my skirt and blouse. A few of the men, 3 maybe? kissed my feet - making sure to lick my heels as well while they masturbated. I allowed them to do that until the last of them came, spilling their jizz on the ground in front of me. Morton looked on lovingly and some part of me was glad that David had not seen how quickly he had ceased to become the only man in my life. I became the slut-goddess of that year's Party. Years later there were men who remembered me and the "goddess glow"that I brought. David would be my husband for the rest of my life - and I would love him dearly - but that was a part of me that he would never know. Never again would he be the only man in my life. My heart was his but my body was no longer just his.
At that moment, I had no idea what the rest of our lives together would look like after that. But I knew that we would deal with it together.
Now, back in the suite, Morton and I were alone. I was lying on the bed, exhausted but content. Morton was stroking my hair, a soft smile on his face.
"You were incredible, my darling," he murmured. " Truly a goddess."
I smiled, my eyes fluttering closed. "Thank you, Morton.
That was beyond anything I could have imagined," I whispered, my body still humming from the intense pleasure he had given me.
Morton leaned down, his lips capturing mine in a soft, lingering kiss. "You're welcome, my darling. And I'm not done with you yet."
I opened my eyes, a slow smile spreading across my face. "Oh really? What do you have in mind?"
Morton grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief and desire. "I want to taste you, Carson.
I want to taste your cum on my tongue." Morton's words sent a shiver down my spine. I looked up at him, my eyes heavy with lust and exhaustion.
"I want that too, Morton. I want you to taste every drop of cum that I have. I want you to taste my essence as I have tasted yours. I want us to know everything about each other."
Morton moaned, his cock already hardening again at the thought. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me down the bed, so that my ass was hanging off the edge. He knelt on the floor, his eyes hungry as they roamed over my body.
He began at my feet, his hands gripping my ankles as he lifted my legs and spread them wide. He leaned in, his breath hot on my skin as he began to lick and suck at my heels, working his way up my calves, his tongue flicking out to taste the remnants of cum that still clung to my skin. I moaned, my body squirming with pleasure as his tongue worked its magic.
"You taste fucking amazing, Carson," he groaned, his voice thick with desire.
He inched his way up my leg, his tongue leaving a slick trail of saliva in its wake. I squirmed, my body already aching for more of his touch.
"Fuck, Morton, that feels so goddamn good," I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair, urging him on.
He reached the apex of my thighs, his breath hot on my inner thighs. I spread my legs wider, giving him better access to my cock/clit and my pussy. He looked up at me, his eyes gleaming with lust and hunger.
"You're hard as a rock," he said, his voice low and dark. "It looks like you need your cock - or should I say your clit? - sucked badly! Do you want me to suck your cock my darling?" "Yes Morton! That's another thing that David can't seem to do. He doesn't...doesn't.... like to...you know... blow me. He only wants my pussy, but I need a man to worship my clit too..." Morton's fingers brushed against my clit as he spoke, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. I gasped, my hips jerking off the bed.
"Fuck, yes," I breathed. "I need you to suck my cock like a good little cocksucker. Make me feel like the goddess I am."
Morton smiled, his eyes gleaming with lust. "With pleasure, my goddess," he murmured.
He moved between my legs, his hands resting on my inner thighs as he leaned in. His lips closed around my cock/clit, and I moaned, my hips bucking up against his face.
Morton was an expert at this, his tongue swirling and flicking, his lips sealing around me like a second skin. He sucked hard, and I could feel the pressure build in my balls, the pleasure coiling like a spring ready to snap.
"Oh fuck, Morton," I groaned, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. "That feels so fucking good."
He let out a low hum of approval, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. He began to bob his head, taking me deeper into his mouth with each downward thrust. His hands gripped my hips, controlling my movements, forcing me to take his pace.
The sensation was overwhelming as he devoured my cock/clit, his tongue swirling and flicking, his lips suctioned tightly around me.
"Oh fuck, Morton," I moaned, my hands fisting in his hair, urging him on. "That's right, my Adonis. Take my cock like the slut you are," I murmured. "You cock-sucker!" I moaned. "You cock-sucker!"
He increased his pace, his head bobbing faster, his tongue swirling and licking with a furious intensity. My body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure. I could feel the pressure building, my orgasm imminent.
Morton was merciless, his mouth working my cock/clit with relentless precision, his tongue licking and flicking in all the right places. My hips bucked wildly, my body writhing with pleasure as he drove me closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck, Morton! I'm gonna come!" I cried out, my body tensing as the orgasm slammed into me. Morton moaned, the vibrations sending me over the edge. I came hard, my cock/clit pulsing as I spurted my load into his waiting mouth. He swallowed every drop, milking me dry as I shuddered and moaned.
I collapsed back onto the bed, my body aching and sated as Morton crawled up beside me. He leaned in, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, lingering kiss.
"You taste fucking incredible, Carson," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Your cum is the sweetest thing I've ever tasted."
I smiled, my eyes heavy with lust and exhaustion. That was...how can I say? How I need to be worshipped. David will never be able to satisfy me. In fact I might not give myself to him the way that I have in the past. You opened my eyes, Morton. "
Morton grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "We're just getting started, my darling."
David, in fact, was standing in the room when Morton and I said those things to each other. He had come in while we were climaxing and so we had not heard him. He stood there, the cum of half a dozen men dripping out of his anus, tears in his eyes. I turned to see him, my heart breaking at the sight.
"David," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. He looked up at me, his eyes filled with a mix of pain, love, and desire.
"You... you were incredible, Carson," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've never seen anything so beautiful, so erotic, so fucking hot."
I smiled sadly at him, my heart aching for the pain I knew I had caused him. "I'm sorry, David. I didn't mean to hurt you."
He shook his head, a single tear spilling onto his cheek. He sat down on the bed next to us, Morton looked at him with sadness and not a little guilt.
"No, Carson, you didn't hurt me. You showed me something I didn't know I needed to see. You showed me that there's more to you than I ever imagined. More to us than I ever dreamed of."
David wiped a tear from his face, his gaze never leaving mine. "You're a goddess, Carson. An amazing and magnificent goddess."
I reached out, my hand cupping his cheek, my thumb brushing away another tear. "I love you, David. More than anything. But I'm not the man you started on this journey with. You've opened my eyes - and my legs - to who I really am. I am a man of course, but I am also this woman who needs the love and affection of many different men. I will be a goddess to you my David. But I will also be a goddess to other men, as well. Will you be able to stand that?" David smiled, wiping some more tears away. "You will always know that you cannot satisfy me the way I need, David,, and...." I hesitated because I knew that my next words would hurt him. "You will probably realize that every time you fuck me I will be thinking of someone else...I'm sorry my love but it is the truth, and you need to know." David nodded, swallowing hard. "I know. I've always known that you were special, Carson. That you were different. But I never imagined this." He looked down at his hands, twisting them together in his lap. "Watching you with Morton... seeing you in your element... it was fucking hot. But it was also painful, because I knew that you were doing things with him that you would never do with me." He looked up at me, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and desire. "I want to be a part of that, Carson. I want to see you like that again. But I also want you to be mine.
To know that no matter how many other men you have, you will always come back to me. I need to be the one who holds you at night, the one who makes you feel safe and loved. Can you give me that, Carson? Can we find a way to make this work? I want to be the one who watches you, who guides you, who helps you explore this new part of yourself. I want to be the one who loves you through it all."
His words hit me like a physical blow. I couldn't believe what he was saying, how understanding he was being. I had expected anger, jealousy, maybe even a demand that I stop seeing Morton.
But David's words had been a revelation. He wanted to be a part of this, to embrace my newfound identity and desires. I felt a wave of love and gratitude wash over me. I reached out, pulling him close and kissing him deeply.
"I love you, David," I whispered against his lips. "More than words can express. And yes, we can make this work. We can find a way to explore this new part of me together."
David smiled, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "I promise you, Carson, that I will make this work.
I will be the man who stands by your side, who loves you unconditionally, and who helps you explore every inch of your desire," David said, his voice thick with emotion. "I want to be the one who watches you, who guides you, who helps you explore this new part of yourself.
He took my hand, and together we stood, our bodies pressed tightly against each other. I could feel his heartbeat, steady and strong, and it mirrored my own.
"I want to watch you with Morton, Carson.
See you take his cock like the slut-goddess you are," David whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "I want to see you fuck each other, make each other come. I want to fucking watch you."
I looked up at David, his eyes heavy with lust. "I want that too, David. I want you to watch me take Morton's cock. I want you to see me as the slut-goddess you know I am. I want to make you cum just by watching me fuck another man."
Morton, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, smiled gently.
"I think you're onto something here, David. Let's make it a threesome. I'll fuck your goddess, and you can watch. Maybe even join in if you're up for it."
David's eyes widened at the proposal, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he swallowed hard and nodded. "Yes, I want that. I want to see you fuck Carson, Morton. I want to watch him take your cock."
Morton grinned, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Come on, then. Let's make this goddess scream."
I lay back on the bed, my body aching with anticipation.
What I did not anticipate was that - about an hour later - as Morton was pounding his 10 inch penis into my boy-cunt, David approached us and presented me with a gorgeous engagement ring. David knelt in front of Morton and me, my high heels wrapped around Morton's hips as he pounded his cock into me. And with cum dribbling out of his own rectum, while watching a bigger, stronger man fuck me romantically...at that moment ...believe it or not...David proposed to me. "Please my darling, make me the happiest man in the world and become my wife, my goddess through all eternity. I will love you and care for you and worship you as long as I live". David offered me the ring and I screamed out: "Yes! Yes!" not sure if I was screaming my acceptance of the proposal or my impending orgasm! Probably both. David slipped the ring on my finger (I had taken off Emily's wedding ring before we got to the estate) and kissed me just as Morton began shooting his jizz into my anus/cunt. How very symbolic of our life to come! I thought, as David slipped the diamond ring gently onto my finger. The stone sparkled even in the dim light of our suite, the symbol of our unconventional love affair glinting with reflected candlelight. I looked up at David, his face a mask of pure, unadulterated love and devotion. It was a sight that made my heart ache with tenderness and joy.
"You're mine now, Carson," David whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Forever and always."
I reached up, cupping his cheek in my hand, my thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped his eye. "I'm yours, David. Forever and always..." just as Morton finished unloading what felt like a full gallon of spunk into my boy-pussy. Morton finally pulled his deflating penis from my body and congratulated us both. We all cried a little, laughed a little and opened a bottle of champagne!