Love in a Portable Hole Ch. 02

Bruce smiled at her words, nearly laughing at her turn of phrase. But a cloud of doubt crossed his eyes again. "I do not think I can live in your world."

"Who said you would have to? I came this far for you, and I can go further. I can slough off this royalness that has constrained me for all my life, and just be a woman. A woman who wants to please and love her man. And I can see that you want to love me..." and Lucy glanced knowingly at his groin, his semi-hard cock still noticeably bulging.

"Is that a royal command?" Bruce teased back, both of them feeling the rekindled joy of their first moments of love.

"Royal? What do you mean? There is no princess here. Only Lucy."

Lucy stepped forward quickly and tilted her head upwards, inviting a kiss. Bruce complied, pulling her close and crushing her lips with his. She kept her hands low and gripped his cock through his trousers, feeling it harden at her touch. She rubbed up and down while they kissed, and his hands gripped her hair.

They broke to breath, and a sly smile came over Lucy's face. "Would a princess do this?" and she slid down his torso to kneel in front of him, undoing his trousers. He didn't resist and she pulled them down, freeing the object of her desire. It sprang outwards towards her, hard and smooth. She looked up directly into his eyes, maintaining eye contact as she licked from the base of his shaft upwards, then took his manhood into her mouth.

Lucy gripped the base with her right hand and pushed down, taking as much of his length as she could down her throat. Bruce groaned but neither of them broke the hynoptic eye contact. She started moving up and down his shaft, slurping and sucking on him. Oh god I love his cock. So beautiful, so hard and smooth and manly. Lucy was so wet, she could feel it soaking through her panties. With her left hand she reached under her dress and slid a finger along her pussy. There was no resistance and touching her clit sent a shockwave through her. God, I'm so horny!

She bobbed up and down on him, simulating the penetration they both wanted so badly. Her fingers kept playing with her pussy, and she saw he was watching her touch herself and suck him. He likes watching my body and me pleasuring him. Mmm, and I love the feeling of being watched too. After several minutes, Bruces's eyes began to glaze, and it looked like he might come. She pulled back, delaying the pleasure.

"I'm not too high for you, am I? If I was, I wouldn't be below you, sucking on your delicious cock. I like it down here by your cock. Do you like me down here, being your cock servant? Do you want me to continue servicing you?" At the end of each sentence, Lucy licked and briefly sucked on his penis' head, eliciting low groans.

"Suck me, Lucy. Suck me now!"

"Yes, my lord. Whatever you say," she replied meekly, thrilled to have reinforced the role reversal of their social stations. She slid lower and took one of his balls into her mouth and sucked on it, rolling it gently with her tongue. She then licked sensually up his shaft before resuming her bobbing on his cock.

Bruce gripped her red hair in his hands and began to thrust into her mouth, no longer content to let her drive the pace. He took her mouth, using it for his pleasure, and she loved it. Every time he plunged his cock into her mouth, she pushed two fingers into her pussy, matching thrust for thrust. She felt an orgasm of her own rising, her body responding to the teasing that she had been doling out. Oh god, here it comes, oh yes! The pleasure crashed into her suddenly and she groaned around his cock, trembling with the waves of bliss blurring all around her.

Her groan was the last piece apparently, and Bruce groaned too and bucked his hips forward. Hot salty jizz splashed into her throat, and like a good servant she didn't spill a drop. She milked him, her right hand bringing more cum out onto her tongue. She decided to be lewd and brought his twitching cock out of her mouth, and waited until he opened his eyes to squeeze out another few drops of his white love potion. Locking gazes, she made sure he was watching as she deliberately licked the last remnants of his orgasm off the head of his penis, then swallowed it as he watched. A shiver ran through him, and he stroked down her hair in affection.

They broke apart then, trying to adjust into a reasonable new equilibrium. Lucy straightened her dress and Bruce pulled up his trousers. They grinned shyly at each other, neither sure what to do next.

"You should be getting back to the women's wing. They will be missing you."

"I don't want to leave you. We just reconnected, and I want more of you." Her voice dropped to a throaty whisper. "I want you to have all of me."

"I want you, more than you can imagine. I love you." Lucy felt an amazing warmth flow throughout her body at his words. He loves me!

Bruce continued, unaware of the effect he was having on her. "But I want you in the right way, at the right time. Until then, this will have to suffice. And my lord, but it feels amazing. It will be hard to find time together, but I will work on ways for us to be together. In the meantime, we may have some lonely nights."

Lucy giggled. "The girls in the dorm use a Sylpan spell to get them through the waiting. Did you know that they have tried it on you before?"

"Ah, ahem, yes. When someone tries to use magic on me, I am not only immune to it but understand it. I probably know more about that spell than anyone." Bruce responded with a grin.

"Then teach me. Let me cast it on you. I want you all the ways I can." Lucy surprised herself with the boldness of her request.

Bruce stared at her for a moment, then nodded. "Only on the condition that you tell me what you did with it when we meet in person. I want you, but I also like to watch you – you are so beautiful. To cast it, you need wood," Bruce grabbed a piece from a spell component cabinet in the back of the classroom, "to be touching me, say the word Sylpan – Sil-Paan – while visualizing my, ah, manhood."

Lucy followed his instructions, smiling at him as she did so. She felt the magic work, and the wooden block in her hand transformed into an identical copy of his penis at full attention. She marveled at it in her hand, then smiled at his embarassment. "Gorgeous, and so big!" She licked the tip, deliberately mimicing her earlier erotic milking of his spunk, and his eyes got hot.

"Bring that with you the next time we get together. I think I might want to use that on you."

Lucy meekly nodded, enjoying how he took charge. "Is there anything I should do with it until then?"

Bruce's eyes slid down her body, clearly visualizing something. "Yes. I want you to tell me what it feels like for my copy to be inside you." She blushed and nodded. "I want you to ride it for me. You will still be technically pure on our wedding night, but also totally ready for me."

Lucy felt a shiver run down her spine at his tone of voice, so in control and sexually charged. Wait, what? Married! She gathered her thoughts. "You haven't even asked."

Bruce stepped closer to her and took her chin in his hand, then kissed her hard. "You said yes when you were on your knees. I will soon ask in the same position." He kissed her again, then broke away as if trying to resist temptation.

"I will check the corridor. If I gesture, then come out then. If I don't, wait ten minutes and then head back to your room. I look forward to our next...discussion." He kissed her one last time, then walked into the corridor. He gestured after a few moments, and she followed him into the hall. They gazed at each other a moment, and then he headed towards the teacher's wing, and she back towards her room. She tucked the Sylpan copy under her blouse, keenly aware of the hard wood penis against her stomach.

God I burn for him! I'm ready to go again right now! Lucy wondered if she would be able to sneak away tonight and try out her wooden substitute. She wanted to feel him inside her pussy. Lucy also decided that over the next few weeks she would try it out in her other hole as well. I'm going to give him everything I can as soon as I can...

And with such happy and sensual thoughts running through her head, Princess Lucy finally felt at home at the Cathedral of Gifts.