Chapter 3- the Pervert Prince
A few hours later, the prince stood in the dining hall of his wing, dressed in a formal, midnight blue coat and pants. He played with the ruffled cuffs of the formal shirt underneath the coat while he waited. The large doors of the room opened revealing Prince Anthony’s maids and Mikhaela whom was in much different attire. Instead of her normal blouse and skirt, Mikhaela wore a very fanciful, frilled, crimson formal gown. The neckline of the gown was of a similar lowness of her normal blouse, giving a lovely view of her cavernous cleavage. Prince Anthony was in awe at her loveliness in the gown. It was quite a lovely dress and looked stunning on her. He couldn’t wait to get her out of it.
“You look ravishing, my dear,” He complimented and walked up to her.
Mikhaela gave a little uneasy laugh.
“I’m glad you like it. I feel a little silly. Ballroom gowns aren’t really my cup of tea,” She said, “Though I’m surprised at your royal tailors. They got my measurements and in only an hour or so, made this amazing dress.”
“But of course,” Anthony said taking her hand and leading her to the table, “We have only the best in all of Callister. Believe it or not, we need them to be fast in case something happens to something for a special occasion.”
“Really?” Mikhaela said, “Quite interesting.”
Anthony smiled. The truth was that the tailors were always being asked to make special lingerie for each of Prince Anthony’s numerous harem girls. These tailors were also in charge of re-building the maid’s uniforms torn up during the strip fencing matches. Mikhaela’s gown was a nice change of pace to them. Mikhaela sat down at the dining table and Prince Anthony sat down opposite her. As they waited for the food to arrive, they chit chatted.
“So Miss Mikhaela, I don t ever recall ever seeing you before in town,” Anthony started, “Are you new to town?”
“I’m a traveling sorceress,” She stated, “I’m just passing through.”
“I see. You’re on a journey. Are you returning to your home?”
“No, I don’t have a home,” She stated.
“What?”
“I’ve been traveling for a while and haven’t really settled down anywhere.”
“Hmm, interesting. Have you been alone on this long journey?”
“I was but then I met Cyril and we’ve been traveling together recently.”
“Cyril? Who s that?”
Mikhaela was silent for a minute.
“He’s the young man who was with me at the tavern when you met me,” She answered.
“Oh, yes. That rude fellow at the tavern,” Anthony said flatly, “What is your relationship with that man anyway?”
“Well, he’s my traveling companion and I’m teaching him magic,” Mikhaela answered.
Prince Anthony looked her in surprise. He gained a smile on his face.
“You are very kind,” Prince Anthony said, “You took pity on an idiot.”
“Idiot?” Mikhaela said surprised.
“Yes, I mean he was like our age and he’s still learning magic. Talk about an idiot.”
Mikhaela looked him annoyed.
“He’s not an idiot,” Mikhaela stated flatly and somewhat irritated, “He is a skilled sorcerer”.
Anthony was taken aback. He was surprised at Mikhaela’s sudden defense of the man she was with. Most did not disagree with him about such things. He didn’t want her upset with him. He wanted her willing to screw him. He realized he would have to be more charming and smooth things over.
“I’m sorry,” He convincingly lied, “I didn’t mean what I said. Would you forgive me?”
Mikhaela looked surprised at his sudden and apparent change.
“Yes, it’s okay. It’s a common reaction,” She said remembering her first reaction to Cyril’s apprenticeship, “I forgive you.”
“Thank you,” Anthony smiled at her.
“I’m curious about you though,” Mikhaela said.
Prince Anthony raised an eyebrow curiously.
“You have all of these beautiful women among you that you could have dinner with,” Mikhaela started, “Why did you invite me to dinner?”
“Well, you’re special in many ways,” Anthony’s eyes drifted down to Mikhaela s enormous breasts.
Mikhaela smirked, squeezed and lifted her enormous bosom.
“You seem most interested in these two special ways,” Mikhaela said emphasizing her bust.
Anthony glanced up at her with a slight blush.
“Don’t worry,” Mikhaela said in a sexy tone, “You may get your chance tonight.”
Mikhaela smiled at Prince Anthony to which he gained a sly, triumphant smile. Around the same time, a little man dressed as a chef entered the dining hall. Mikhaela and Prince Anthony turned to the little man. He cleared his throat.
“Your Majesty and honored guest,” he said, “Dinner is served.”
The large doors opened revealing several servants carrying plates of food. The servants placed the plates on the table in front of the Prince and Mikhaela. The two continued talking and ate their meal.
Meanwhile in the city, Cyril walked towards the inn after finishing his dinner at a nearby restaurant. After Mikhaela left with the prince, Cyril had spent the rest of the day wandering around the city. It had been very uneventful, mostly spent with him mulling over Mikhaela leaving. He felt disappointed and depressed after she had left. He felt considerably lonely as he entered the inn. As he entered, the old woman innkeeper greeted him.
“Hello, Dearie,” She said, “Where is your pretty friend?”
Cyril turned to her with a sad expression on his face.
“She had other business to take off,” He replied.
“Oh I see,” The old woman said smiling, “Enjoy your stay.”
“Thanks,” Cyril said strolling up the stairs to his room.
He opened the door and entered. It felt somewhat empty, not having Mikhaela here. He sighed at his misery. Not feeling up to practicing, Cyril decided to take a shower to help his mood. He stripped down to his slim, naked body, grabbed a change of clothes from his bag, and entered the bathroom. Upon entering the bathroom, he realized this wouldn’t help his mood after all. Mikhaela had gone with the prince on the apparent fact that the royal bath was the size of a large pond. He looked around the bathroom of their room. It was small; a third the size of their room and felt cramped due to the toilet, sink, and bath in it. He tried to put it out of his mind and took a shower.
He stood in the shower as the water sprayed against his trim body. The droplets of hot water felt wonderful as they travelled down the different pathways of the muscles on his arms, torso, and legs. The water washed away the dirt and grime that had accumulated over the past couple of days and comforted him somewhat but it could not wash away some of his depression and thoughts. He figured right now that Mikhaela was probably enjoying the royal baths. He could see her entering the steamy room wearing a large towel, hanging off her breasts and draping over the rest of her torso. She walked towards the bath, her gargantuan knockers bouncing, jiggling, and threatening to shake free of their towel. Cyril s cock fluttered at the thought. Upon getting to the bath, she removed the towel and showing her naked curvy body. She entered the warm bath water, dipping her lovely, slender legs. He could almost hear her let out a soft, sexy sounding sigh as she soaked her whole body. His member gained stiffened more at his thoughts. He saw Mikhaela relaxing in the luxurious royal bath with half of her torso submerged; her massive milk jugs floating on water like huge, pink islands. She would grab a nearby soap bar and started scrubbing her soft and lovely skin. She scrubbed all over every inch of their curvy and sexy body, covering parts of herself of suds. She would then grab of a bowl, scoop up some water, and pouring it on herself; drenching her suds covered body and fiery orange hair in warm water. He wanted to be with her so badly right now. His dick was rock hard at his thoughts. He sighed and turned off the water.
After drying himself off, he changed into a light short sleeve shirt and a pair of shorts. He left the bathroom and lay on the bed, hating his unfortunate state. He lay on the bed still thinking about Mikhaela being at the palace, being with the prince. He sighed in frustration. The prince was probably doing Mikhaela right now, he thought. His mind continued envisioning Mikhaela in different sexual positions and different sexual services. The more he thought about Mikhaela having sex with another person, the more upset he got but that wasn t the only thing growing with these sexual thoughts. His prick remained steadfastly hard since getting out of the shower and had made a large peak in his shorts. He wanted Mikhaela so badly. He sat up on the edge of the bed, pulled down the waist band of his shorts, and took a good look at his erect shlong. He stared at it and then his view drifted over to a red bag of his. He let out a sigh.
“I’m surprised I’m actually going to use it,” Cyril said out loud.
He walked over to the red bag and opened it. Within the bag, there were several scrolls and crystal balls the size of large oranges. He rummaged through the bag and pulled out one of the crystal balls and looked at an inscription on the ball.
“Yep this is the one,” He said.
He sat on the bed and looked at it. He was surprised to be using one of these crystal balls, these burlesque balls. He had heard about them from people at the taverns. Apparently some time ago, a clever and mostly perverted wizard had developed these balls and revolutionized the pornographic industry. He developed a spell that recorded the sexual movements and activities of pornographic models on to these crystal balls. If someone wanted to see these movements, all you had to do was give a light stroke over the inscription and the crystal ball would produce a recorded illusion of the model. It had become a very popular item. Whenever, a trader had passed by in Greenfield, Cyril often tried to get a couple if the trader had it. He had kept some from his collection back home since he had most likely expected himself to be with an old man for a master, instead of a gorgeous goddess like Mikhaela. He was glad he hadn’t considered tossing these balls away after meeting Mikhaela. He needed a release from his sexual frustration. He had been too depressed to look for some sexy thing around town and bring her back with him. He needed this. He placed the orb a few feet away from his bed, stroked the inscription, pulled down his pants and sat on the bed before the ball started. The ball began to glow a myriad of colored different colors. The lights then projected out of the sphere and began to change into something. The lights moved, shifted, and shaped into the image of a beautiful golden haired light elf with F cup sized breasts, dressed in sexy transparent lingerie. She looked at Cyril and walked up to him, her giant jugs bounced in her bustier.
“Hey big boy,” said the elf in a sexy tone and bending forward showing Cyril a nice line of cleavage.
Cyril began slowly jerking his shaft when the image walked up to him. The elf looked down at her cleavage and then looked back up at Cyril with a smirk.
“Do you like elves with big boobs?” She said, jiggling her breasts and squeezing them together for emphasis.
Cyril’s jerking got faster when she started teasing him. The elf smirked. She turned around, putting her round, g-string clad ass in Cyril s face.
“How about big, round butts? You like elves with those too?” She said wiggling her round cheeks around.
Cyril jerked himself faster. A little bit of pre cum trickled from his tip. The elf grabbed each end of the lace of her bustier, threatening to pull the tabs.
“Do you want to see more?” She said.
Cyril nodded rapidly while still continuing to jerk off. The elf smiled, pulled the lace of her bustier, and let it fall to the floor, releasing her large breasts. Cyril began picking up the pace of his jerking.
“Ooo~! You re such a naughty boy,” the elf said turning around and pulling down her panties. She turned to Cyril and sat on the floor with her legs spread, showing off her pussy. She then began stroking the lips of her pussy. Her arousal showed her face as her pale skin gained some blush. She began roughly groping and teasing her left breast. She let out some different moans, sighs, and pants. Cyril continued jerking, increasing his pace little by little. As he heard her moans, he began envisioning Mikhaela doing very much the same thing. Masturbating and teasing him so sexily. He let out a sigh and continued jerking even faster. The Elf pulled out a dildo from out of nowhere and began jabbing it into her pussy rapidly.
“Ooh, yes~! Harder, harder, HARDER!” She screamed.
She screamed louder and louder while Cyril jacked off faster and faster. As she moaned, screamed, and masturbated, Cyril continued thinking about Mikhaela. He wanted her to be here right now so badly. He wanted to feel the touch of her soft skin, the fullness of her large boobs, and the cushioning of her rounded rear. He moaned feeling himself starting to reach his climax. The elf also came to her climax. He and the Elf image finally came. Cyril cried out and sprayed towards the Elf, landing on the floor in large globs. The elf leaked cum from her pussy and on the dildo. The elf pulled out the dildo, put it in her mouth, and a few minutes later, removed the dildo, clean of the pussy juices that covered it. She swallowed hard and looked at Cyril with a sexy face and asked, “Do you wanna go further?”
Cyril stood up then and stroked his hand over the ball, canceling out the projection and made the elf fade away. Cyril put the crystal ball back in the bag and cleaned up his cum. By looking at his now limp dick, he decided to go to bed early. He blew out the lanterns, pulled the blanket over himself, and drifted off to sleep.
Elsewhere, Mikhaela was just getting into the palace bath. She relaxed as she soaked in the hot bath water. She rested her back against the edge of the tub. Her breasts bobbed and float on the water. It felt so nice being in such a large tub. She normally had to shower because most bath tubs weren’t big enough for her. If an inn did have a room with a large bath, you had to pay extra to make sure you got that one. She wondered how Cyril was doing. How he might have decided to spend his night? He s probably fine she thought. She stretched and let out a contented sigh.
“Aaah,” She said, “This is wonderful.”
“Glad you like it,” said a masculine voice from behind.
Mikhaela turned around surprised to find Prince Anthony wearing a small towel around his waist.
“Your majesty,” She said a little surprised, “I didn’t know you’d be joining me.”
“Well, I am your host and this bath is unisex,” The prince said, “My girls and I enjoy baths together often.”
“Oh I see,” She said turning back to the bath, “Well then come and join me.”
Prince Anthony walked up to the edge of the tub. He looked down at Mikhaela’s breasts. They looked even bigger out of their confinement. He so desperately wanted to enjoy them. His thoughts on the matter caused his member to stand up and his towel to drape over it. Mikhaela turned to the prince and noticed the draping towel. She was somewhat startled at first but smiled seductively.
“I knew you d be interested in these,” Mikhaela said squeezing her breasts together.
Prince Anthony stared with a perverted smile and his erect penis became more prominent. Mikhaela smirked, stood up from the water and turned to the prince in all her naked glory.
“So shall we get to it then?” She asked.
A moment of silence passed after Mikhaela stood up. Then suddenly Prince Anthony removed his towel, lunged for Mikhaela’s enormous breasts, and fanatically answered, “HELL YES!”
He began vigorously groping Mikhaela’s massive mammaries, fondling them with immense happiness. He ground, massaged, and kneaded them. Prince Anthony stared at the tremendous amount of tit flesh as he played with them, drooling out of lust. Mikhaela moaned a little bit as her breasts were molested by the horny prince.
“Mikhaela, you’re the best,” Prince Anthony stated, “Such glorious gazongas.”
He then began rubbing his face in between her breasts. He let out some overjoyed sighs. Mikhaela looked down at him and picked his head up off her breasts. She looked him in his face with a sexy expression on hers.
“I know of something that I’m sure you’ll enjoy then your majesty,” Mikhaela said, “Why don’t you sit down on the edge of the bath.”
Prince Anthony did as she asked and sat on the edge of the tub. Mikhaela grabbed a nearby bar of soap and began scrubbing it all over her boobs; suds appeared on her breasts and her knockers also looked slightly shiny. She got in front of Prince Anthony and then got on her knees. Mikhaela spread apart her cleavage and then squeezed the Prince’s prick in between it
“Let’s clean this dirty boy,” Mikhaela began grinding her soap-coated knockers on Anthony’s member. Suds formed as she shook her breasts around Anthony’s cock. Prince Anthony let out various grunts and sighs of pleasure as she did so.
“Oh Mikhaela~! Your breasts are heavenly!” He exclaimed.
Mikhaela smiled at his compliment. She squeezed her breasts together more tightly and continued her grinding but quickened her shaking, making it rougher yet sensual. She shook her titanic tits more and more greatly. Soap bubbles began frothing from in between her cleavage. She started feeling the heat from the prince’s penis radiate in between her hooters. She was getting horny due to this and increased her shaking further and moaned a little as she continued. The Prince was going wild with this amazing amount of pleasure. He had never had a titfuck like this where is his cock was almost completely devoured by his partner’s breasts. Mikhaela also had some amazing skills. He loved this. He could barely stand it all. He felt his body began to tingle.
“Oh Mikhaela~! I’m CUMMING~!” He announced before he released his sperm in a mini geyser, mixing with the soap and spraying on to Mikhaela s face and boobs. Mikhaela let go of the prince s manhood and wiped some of his cum off. The Prince panted a little with his recent release and less stiffened member. Mikhaela was slightly disappointed that the prince came so quickly. She figured he was just overly excited about finding a woman like her. Of course Cyril lasted longer she thought, maybe Anthony was better with regular sex. As the prince regained his breath, Mikhaela rinsed off the soap and cum from her breasts, then walked past Prince Anthony and lay on the floor of the bath with her legs spread apart.
“Wanna do some spelunking?” She invited.
Prince Anthony’s shaft gained a second win. The prince quickly came over to Mikhaela and inserted himself into her. Mikhaela felt some discomfort when he shoved himself in.
“AHHH!” she cried in a mix of discomfort and slight pleasure, “E-easy, your highness.”
“Sorry,” The prince said before beginning to rhythmically thrust into Mikhaela s pussy. He thrusted hard and fast into Mikhaela’s vagina, each slam shook Mikhaela when he hit. Mikhaela moaned as he thrusted and her whole body shook. Her tremendous teats shook greatly as the prince thrusted. The prince’s eyes followed the jiggling jugs and grabbed them. He began playing with them again, squeezing and teasing them with great lust and pleasure. The prince began sucking on them, suckling on the nipple of one, playing with the other and alternating from time to time. Mikhaela sighed and cooed as he did so. She was in between pain and pleasure. Prince Anthony had gone wild; he seemed completely focused on fucking her like a beast in heat. His sex was rather rough but pleasurable. She wondered if this was the draw that brought him so many women. She was missing Cyril a bit. She found his sex better than this sex, though this wasn t too bad. She was feeling herself getting closer a little closer to the edge. She moaned lustfully as Anthony continued screwing her.
“Oh, Prince Anthony~! AAAUHN~!” She moaned loudly.
Prince Anthony responded with grunts and an increase in rhythm and force in his thrusting. He pounded Mikhaela’s pussy with great force causing her to become wet and soften her pussy. The prince suckled her left breast stroking her nipple with his tongue and with his left hand squeezed and played vigorously with her right breast. Mikhaela cried out loud with pleasure and felt she was getting closer to the edge. Unfortunately, Prince Anthony beat her to it. As he continued slamming her, Anthony felt a tingle go down his spine. He moaned and stopped sucking on Mikhaela s breast and replaced it with his other hand as he squeezed and fondle it.
“Oh, Mikhaela! I m Cumming!!!” He cried releasing his cum into Mikhaela s pussy. Mikhaela moaned as the eruption of juices went into her. After his release, Prince Anthony removed himself from Mikhaela s pussy and collapsed on the floor beside her, panting.
“Whew. That was quite something,” He said.
Mikhaela sat up and looked at him with a sexy look.
“We’re not finished yet,” She said.
The rest of their night was a long sex romp spent in the prince’s bedchambers. It was wild and steamy. The next morning, Mikhaela awoke first. She had planned to leave before the prince woke up and get back to Cyril. She wanted to leave. The previous night was nice but lacking. Prince Anthony had little to no self-control after the sex they shared in the bath. It wasn’t so much the sex as much as it was that the prince came so easily. He was so overzealous with sex and came very quickly and often. Of the multiple times they had sex, Mikhaela had cum twice and Prince Anthony came seven times. She wondered if the prince came this easily if the girls that were part of his harem came even easier or liked the rough sex that the prince indulged in. She sighed as she put on her clothes and prepared to go to the Inn and to Cyril. When putting on her shoes, The Prince awoke, sat up and looked at her. As she put on her left shoe, the Prince came up behind her and groped her breasts. She let out a small surprised squeak at the grope.
“Good morning, Beautiful,” greeted the prince.
“Good morning, your highness,” She sighed.
“Where are you going?”
Mikhaela removed Anthony’s hands from her bosom, “I’m going back to the inn and to my pupil.”
“You’re going to leave?” The prince said astonished.
“Yes. I have my journey.”
“Why would you want to leave?” The Prince said, “I can offer you all you’ve ever dreamed of.”
“That’s nice but I have to continue traveling,” She put her hand to her chest.
“Mikhaela,” The prince said sadly, “Please stay with me...”
Mikhaela looked at him sadly. Maybe he wasn’t so perverted and horny but just lonesome, she wondered. Her thoughts quickly changed when Prince Anthony suddenly lunged for her breasts and began fondling them and rubbing his face in them. He sighed happily.
“Stay with me so I can enjoy these wonderful breasts every day.”
“WHAT?!?!?”
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