Allura quickly divested William of his clothes and guided the trembling young man into the shallows of the lake. She had been pleasantly surprised to find that William's cock was long and thick - not quite as long and thick as Sebastien's pussy pleaser, but still more than satisfactory.
When the water level was up to her nipples, Allura stopped and spun William around. She wanted to remain close to the shore so that Sebastien could easily see and hear what was happening. She also elected to stand facing away from shore, her back to Sebastien and her tremendous tits brushing against William's chest. The young man groaned as the Enchantress reached down between them to slowly jack his steel hard shaft beneath the water.
"William," Allura said, having to repeat this twice more before the coachman finally opened his eyes and looked at her. "Can you see Sebastien?"
William rightly assumed that the man on the shore was Sebastien, and nodded his head. "Yes, milady."
"Tell me what my Bastion is doing."
William felt torn between his desire to do as Allura said, and his jealousy. On the one hand, it was a dream come true to finally feel the Enchantress' hands on him; her expert milking of his cock so thrilling to him as to leave him feeling light-headed. On the other hand, it seemed as though Allura was merely using him, while her true desire still lay with laying with this stranger.
Allura sensed William's conflict, and stepped closer towards him, mashing her heavenly tits against his chest. His dick was now trapped between his body and hers, the swollen head brushing against the underside of her huge, buoyant breasts. "Do this for me, William," she said, placing her hands on his hips and swaying gently from side to side, creating a delightful friction against the head of his cock.
William gasped. "He's - ah! - he's watching us, milady. And he's - he's - he's... rubbing himself through his trousers."
Allura purred with delight. She was starting to break Sebastien's resolve. "That's good," she said. "Thank you, William." With that, she raised her hands and pressed her huge tits togeter, enveloping William's cock in a warm tunnel of titflesh. That was it for the young man: he came with a cry, the force of his eruption such that gouts of semen broke the surface of the water and splattered against her face. She made no move to wipe them off, but continued to rub her tits against his spasming cock, watching the groaning coachman with satisfaction. William was proving to be quite enjoyable; she resolved to pay more attention to him - and his cock - in future.
For now, though, she left William in the water to catch his breath, and once again rose from the lake. She moved back to her clothes and the towel, her face dotted with streaks of cum, and shot Sebastien a saucy wink. He glared at her in return, but the glare had little strength behind it. Tonight, she felt certain, he would not be able to hold back from ravaging her... and her pussy tingled anew at the thought. |