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Naturally, Hermione’s attempts to rouse her Princess began to arouse Hermione herself and lust began to have its effect. Her nipples hardened to bullets, her body was lathered with sweat, her aching cunt was awash with juices and her cock stiffened to strain her codpiece. Yes. Hermione’s deep held secret was that she wore a codpiece years after they had become unfashionable. And she was hermaphrodite too.
Though she had the frail body of a woman (with a very nice pair of gazongas) she had the cock of a man. Being truly hermaphrodite she had a cunt as well and enjoyed fucking as much as she enjoyed being fucked. In fact her favourite thing was that if the occasional suitor begged for bum love she insisted that he take her cock up his arse first. She had surprisingly few refusals. But that’s a whole other story.
A triumphant thought surged through Hermione’s mind. “A different cock! I have a different cock.” And with that she fell to, and gave her future wife a right royal seeing-to. This being the Princess’s second only actual fucking it was almost impossible for her to sleep through it. Her eyelids fluttered, her hips began undulating to the copulating rhythm and soon she was cumming with abandon. “Yeeeeeeeeessssss.” Cried the Princess. “Fuck meeeeeeeee. I’m cuuuuuummmmiiiiinnnnng”. And so she did.
“I’m cumming too.” Ground out Hermione “I’m fucking your cunt, bitch. You dirty bitch whore. Fuck. Yeeeeeeeessss, I’m cuuuuummmiiinnng tooooooo.” And so she did. Then fell asleep almost immediately, to be woken half an hour later by being both sucked off and fingered by the Princess.
And they all lived happily ever after. The End
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 16 years agoThat was great. It was funny and erotic. If I wasn't getting turned on, I was giggling. I look forward to reading more of your stories.
Anonymousover 18 years agoi loved it. ik have read stories of rrh, you know red, but this of sb is better.USA
Stella_Omegaover 18 years agoMs Gauche, this is an hoot!
("an"? nobody says an, it's a damn consonant!)
seriously, this is the third story of yours I've read, and you're right- modesty is unnecessary here.
I like the sense of place- your dialogue is in a natural voice (and quite silly in this one)
I'll be reading more!
Anonymousabout 20 years agoChortled my way through it, with the occasional revisit to be sure you really said that --most of those were followed by a groan.
Overall, A-. Very nice work.
