Swan Obsession

Odette kept her breathing steady, willing herself to be calm. Years of being a princess had taught her to hide her emotions, and even when her mysterious kidnapper had put his lips to her breast and later shot a load of cum across her body, still she feigned sleep. Yet, her body had betrayed her, though the man that lay with his arm draped across her seemed not to notice. She felt a burning heat, from her flush cheeks down to the tips of her toes, but most of it was centered between her legs, which were starting to feel slick and wet from her juices. She had never felt this way before, and she was desperate for a sense of something, though she knew not what. Derek had never caused feelings like this in her. Quite the opposite in fact, for when he kissed her, it took an effort to not vomit in his face. But now, with this hairy beast-like stranger, she felt desires awakened.

The man sprawled across her shifted, his hands moving down so that they stroked her thighs, the palm of his hand across her mound. Odette felt her heart skip a beat and she held her breath. Where his skin touched hers, she felt as she were on fire, but she wanted more, so much more. She didn't know what to do, but she was all too aware of what felt good.

Every so delicately, she placed her soft long fingers over his hand and guided his fingers down between her legs. She moved her thigh slightly over, so that her pink slippery pussy lay exposed and waiting. Her hands over his, she guided his fingers over her swollen nub, and felt a tremor of pleasure run through her body. Letting pleasure guide her, she moved his fingers so that they circled her clit and unconscious of herself, she arched her back and let a moan escape from her lips. She increased his pace, letting herself follow the urgency of her need. It was getting closer; the feeling her body craved, the sense of release, and as she felt the first waves of her very first orgasm explode through her body, his fingers, unguided by her own, thrusted themselves into the depths of her soaking wet pussy.

Odette gasped in shock, her mind frozen for a moment, as she realized that the man had been awake the entire time, as she let him touch her. She was about to let out a cry, when he moved himself over her, and put his lips over her own, while the rough hairs of his mustache scratched at her smooth skin. He pushed his tongue into her open mouth, gliding it over her own, possessive and hungry. His fingers were still inside her, thrusting in and out, and she let her body arch against his, her round breasts brushing against the hairs of his chest.

Rothbart pulled his lips apart from hers and pushed himself up so he could look once again at her beautiful body. He murmured her name, not noticing the way her body momentarily froze, for he began to thrust his fingers harder and faster into her, so that she writhed and squirmed beneath him. His fingers were slick and slippery, and he felt her muscles clench and spasm at her release, and she suddenly lay limp beneath him. But he wasn't done with her; his eyes were intently focused upon those rosy parted lips.

Still atop her, he pushed himself upwards, towards her mouth, and before Odette knew what was happening, he forced his thick erect cock into her mouth, stifling her cry. Odette felt herself gag, and she wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, attempting to simply breath. It was too much for her, and she felt her eyes water, but still he pounded and thrust into her face. Without even warning her, he came into her mouth, and she gagged on the hot salty sperm as it spurted down her throat, thick and creamy. With a sigh, Rothbart let the last of his cum dribble down her face, and exhausted, he lay atop her and this time, fell asleep for real. Odette lay beneath him, awake and unsure of what to do.