Purple and Orange — Ivanna Camelot

He knew where he was going and what was waiting for him there his erection was already stiff.  As he walked he enjoyed how it felt swaying firmly in front of him, standing out from his loins thick, pink and solidly large.

He couldn’t help but look down to admire it; veins snaking their throbbing web of life through it.  He thought he might explode just standing there outside the tent flaps.  He reached down to squeeze his pulsing head to calm himself slightly.

Just behind these flimsy canvas tent flaps were two young virgins waiting for him to come and make them women.  He had chosen them earlier from a group of more than half a dozen, just the thought of their tight virgin crevasses made his cock strain further.

He snapped the flaps of the tent back suddenly to expose his arrival and his arousal.  Both girls’ heads snapped round and there was a delayed gasp as their eyes dropped to take in the sight of him.  He stood naked before them; his thick member thrusting forward as if pointing to what it wanted.

He stepped into the tent and the flimsy flaps came to behind him.  The room was arranged as a harem; a large bed in the middle, with lots of pillows and along the head board – which was more like a sideboard because it was long and narrow like a table.  On it was a selection of the delicacies that had been served at the feast that evening along with a jug of wine and three goblets.

The girls, obviously too shy to help themselves, were tense with waiting.  A little wine to ease the tension and get them in the mood, he thought to himself.  He walked over to the bed; the girls were already on it each dressed in the traditional garb – one in orange and the other in purple.  He poured out the wine into the three waiting goblets.

He then handed one to each girl and to show them how it’s done, threw his head back and drained the goblet in one huge gulp.  The girls looked at each other and then up at him – he nodded encouragingly.  The girl in orange seemed to shrug her shoulders and copied him without incident – she even smiled as the drink slid down her throat, the delicate muscles working involuntarily, she obviously enjoying the taste.

Feeling the pressure now the girl in purple tried to gulp the drink as the others but choked and sputtered when it was half way down, the red liquid trailing down her chin and dripping on the chocolate flesh of her chest.

He bent down to lick it and he tasted the mixture of the sweet wine with the salt of her skin. Her innocents intrigued him and his desire to show her the sins of adulthood bolstered.

He guided her to show him her bare back and he placed his hands on her – the girl in orange sat back to watch.  He found the purple tie at the delicate nape of her neck and he expertly untied it letting it slip slowly down her slim frame – she was too skinny but as he turned her to face him again he saw that her nipples stood out hard and her breasts were surprisingly large and firm for her small frame.  His desire to put his cock between them was undeniable, he pushed her back on the pillows and mounted her pushing her large tits together to smother his member.  He pumped it several times feeling the bumps of her sternum on the shaft of his cock.

She was looking down at her own tits fascinated at the combination of her tits and his cock working together.  He took her hands and placed them on her own tits to hold them together for him.  She found her own erect nipples and fondled them; a whimper of pleasure escaped her lips.

He turned to the girl in orange grabbed her roughly by the nape of her neck and pulled urgently at the ties there, he wanted them both naked as he was and he wanted her nipple in his mouth.

He took her breast in his hand – she resisted his rough touch at first but her tits rose hard under his fingers.  He needn’t bend his head because she stood on the bed over him, his pumping cock and the whimpering girl.  He pulled sucking her hard tit into the warm depths of his mouth – he could not deny her the pleasures of her own flesh any longer.

He could feel the lips of the young girl under him moving to her own rhythm and he reached round to insert his fingers into her warm cunt – she’s not wet enough he thought.  He backed down her body and he had to control himself as he watched his dick line up with the pink folds of her virgin lips.  He pushed the girl no longer in orange down to take his cock in her mouth; she gagged as he pumped her face but she didn’t stop, she grabbed him instead in her fist and he reached down to show her how to pump his shaft and he smiled when she continued even after he’d taken his hand away.

That gave him the freedom to lick the virgin lips that were taunting him and get them wet and ready for him.  He bent over her and spread her before him her whimper turned to a gasp and she struggled to keep her legs together but he wouldn’t let her; he wanted to show her the pleasures he could inflict on her.

He kept her spread before him his tongue searching her folds for her pleasure spots and each time he did she gasped and sighed.  All the while he was enjoying his own oral pleasures.  Finally he could feel the innocent girl shrouded in purple, begin to tense, her muscles contracting around the fingers that he inserted inside her until she cried out.

“Oh, oh.” She exploded writhing on the bed under his skilled tongue; his own cock responding to her pleasure he quickly got to his knees pushing the orange girls eager mouth away.  His cock eagerly seeking the new mound and he plunged himself into her – he could wait no longer.  As they came together shouting out their pleasure.  The purple cloth soaking up the virgin blood that spoke to him that she was now a woman and he had made her one.

Hearts pounding he slowly pulled his still throbbing, hard member from her trembling thighs.  He turned to the girl with the swollen mouth, her tits still hard awaiting her own release.

He turned her away from himself; misinterpreting him she struggled not to be rejected.  He pushed her to her knees in front him and entered her from behind, she yelped in surprise and then relaxed as he pulled her body up against his barrel chest thrusting once, then twice as she squeaked.  He had both her tits – one in each hand fondling her sharp nipples.

The girl in purple lying underneath them looking up her legs splayed for them both to look into her.  He indicated that she could touch them as he thrust himself inside the squeaking girl.

Tentatively at first she began to explore the new territory of the two naked forms on the bed with her.  She’d seen him suck on the girls tits and so she copied him – the orange girl responded in kind, encouraging her further.  She bent further to the lips that were spread before her and licked as she herself had been licked just a few minutes before.

The two thrusting forms began to intensify; the room was thick with deep grunts and sounds of pleasure.  He wanted both the girls to see his pleasure this time so as the girl’s keegles clenched his cock in her own climax – he waited.  She cried out enjoying the combination of his thrusts from behind and the purple girl’s tongue in front.  When she was spent he tossed her down on the sheets of orange and purple with the other girl – took himself in his hand and pumped his pleasure over them as they watched in awe.

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Read Ivanna’s other sexy stories published here on Every Night Erotica: Fuck Me,  The Big Fat Fuck, Was I Dreaming and Change the World.

Ivanna Camelot is a pen name for a multi-published author from Canada.  She has a sexy story published in the anthology “The Bad Girl’s Sweet Kiss” available from http://www.xcitebooks.com/category-208/9781908006639.html or http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0049H963C.