Randy Land Ch. 08

While she talked, Billy finished eating, took a deep sip of wine, and walked around the table. He started into her eyes as she talked, then walked behind her.

"Quell, you haven't finished your dinner."

Billy picked up her fork and stabbed a wedge of pineapple. He brought it to her lips and rubbed it around, seeking entrance. Queen Libertine took a bite of the pineapple. Billy made cooing sounds of encouragement which went right to her pussy for some reason. She took another bite and he set the fork down, picked up a napkin, and dabbed her lips. Billy steadied himself with a hand on her shoulder while he picked up her wine goblet and brought it to her lips.

"Open up, baby bird," he demanded as he tilted the glass.

Queen Libertine took a drink, concentrating so as not to spill. As she did so, Billy slid his hand from her shoulder, across her collarbone, and beneath her robe. He cradled a breast in his hand and casually thumbed her nipple in a circle. When he was done giving her the wine, Billy pinched hard and tugged the nipple away from her body. She gasped.

"Took some risks, did I, Quell? Not really. The only question I was asking myself was which hole to stuff it in first."

She moaned in the back of her throat. Now both of Billy's hands were working beneath her robe, massaging her breasts and tweaking her nipples in unexpected directions. Just when the sensations threatened to overwhelm her he stopped.

"I just realized something!" Billy said in faux surprise. "Your tits are at just the right height for me to fuck them. You know... that is my favorite!" Billy grabbed a vial of olive oil from the table and poured a thin stream into her cleavage. He squeezed her breasts and rubbed them together, coating them with the oil. Queen Libertine felt him pull her chair back, and then Billy was in front of her. He stared into her eyes as he untied his kimono and let the sides fall away from his straining erection.

"Why don't you suck me a little bit first?" Billy rubbed his cock over her lips, which she pursed tight. She turned her head away. Billy slapped his cock across her face.

"Open up, baby bird!" Billy said brightly. He grabbed the hair at the back of her head with one hand and coaxed her lips open with the other. "That's a good girl. Finish your supper." Billy slipped his cock between her lips and pushed it into her mouth.

Queen Libertine nursed on his prick for a few moments and then he pulled it out. He opened her robe until her tits were exposed. Billy straddled her and rubbed his cock all over her chest. Then he hefted her tits together and poked his prickhead into the bottom of her cleavage. She felt him displace her flesh as he eased his way up. Quell looked down and watched his pisshole peek out. It disappeared as Billy retracted his cock. He moaned as her slickened breasts caressed the sensitive ridge beneath his cockhead. He jerked involuntarily and his cockhead shot out of her tits and bumped against her chin.

"I get so excited around you, Quell. You have got some seriously beautiful tits. I want to fuck them forever."

Billy cupped her breasts tight and then started fucking them in earnest. He rammed them fast, then slowed down until he was barely creating friction at all. Billy thought he could live his whole life until he was an old man, and probably never feel anything as good as what he was feeling right now – rubbing one off between the perfect tits of a Queen, who just happened to be a beautiful woman in her prime.

But even enthralled in the moment as he was, Billy knew their time together was limited and he didn't want to be a pig. He kept rubbing himself between her breasts, but he leaned down to whisper into her ear.

"You're such a slut, I know you'll take it any way I want. But lets say I get bored with fucking your tits. Do you have anything else to keep me interested?"

"I'll not honor such a filthy question. You can go to hell."

"You know, your pussy really wasn't all that bad. I didn't fuck it for very long, true. But it felt okay, I guess."

Billy stopped sawing his dick between her tits and sank to the floor. "Let's see what we have here. Come on, don't be shy. Nothing I haven't fucked before."

Queen Libertine parted her legs and Billy looked at her. Now that he was up close, he found this part of her body the most beautiful of all. Her abdomen ended in a vee that was capped in a fine mound of gossamer hair. It looked like frost perched on a slope. Beneath was a finely proportioned cleft that split her body into two rounded lines. From them peeked a brilliant flash of pink. Billy split her open with his fingers and licked her folds delicately, even reverently, until she heated up.

"Damn you taste good. What a tasty twat you have. You don't mind if I slip something in there do you? I'm aching to be inside of you."

Billy took Queen Libertine by the wrists and lifted her from her seat. He set her hands on the edge of the table and kicked her feet apart. Billy fit his cock against her pussy. He gripped her waist just above her hips and slid inside.

Queen Libertine felt herself stretch to accept him and stifled a moan. She eased her hips back, adjusting the angle to help him slip all the way in. When he did, she felt the bottom of his cock arc against the bottom of her clit. The indirect stimulation was very pleasant. Then his cockhead bumped against her and lifted her up a bit.

"You take that nasty thing out of me this instant!" she said. But Billy didn't. He pulled it most of the way out, then slowly pushed it back it, making it his personal mission to hit every nerve ending he could find.

"Shut up. I'm not taking it out. In fact, I'm going to shove it so far inside of you that you'll never get it back out."

Billy started pounding her, slapping his thighs against the ass she was thrusting back at him. The two found a frantic rhythm. The dishes on the table started rocking as the force of their fucking sent tremors through the glass. Billy caressed her swaying tits as they fucked, then slid a finger between her legs to rub on her clit.

This really got her going and Queen Libertine started fucking him with abandon. "You... goddamned... pig!" she screamed as she mashed her cuntlips against the base of his cock. Billy grunted and pistoned inside of her for all he was worth. His toes curled but he tried to hold on, because he sensed she was close. Queen Libertine shoved his hand out of the way, rubbed herself frantically, and started bucking in the throes of her orgasm. She yelled out in bliss and knocked her wine goblet over. Her guttural cries sent a shiver down Billy's spine; he yanked his cock into the air just as it started spewing thick, hot ropes of cum across Queen Libertine's back. His semen saturated the silk of her robe, forming an archipelago of dark stains with white centers.

Billy shuddered and came back to reality. He got his bearings and realized that he and Queen Libertine had an audience. While they had been mindlessly fucking, the girls from the beach had entered the chalet. They were gathered in a semicircle, watching the pair screw with round eyes. When he looked at them the girls burst into applause. Many of them started at his still-twitching cock, or whispered to each other about the spray they had just witnessed. Billy started in turn at the smörgåsbord of naked flesh before him. He felt Queen Libertine's hand on his shoulder.

"Oh good, girls, you are here. Now I can properly introduce you to Prince Billy. Better yet, why don't you introduce yourselves. The next one to make him cum gets chore immunity for a week. Good luck!"

Billy was instantly surrounded by the throng of willing girls, and overwhelmed by a cavalcade of accidental caresses and "ooh, forgive me!" gropes. He had the presence of mind to rummage around in his tote for one of the whirly gumdrops, which he popped into his mouth as the girls led him to a spiral staircase leading up to a sleeping loft. Sue stayed behind and surveyed the wreckage of the room while Queen Libertine tightened her robe.

"Your brother sure does have a healthy sexual curiosity."