1. The Window


    Date: 7/7/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Starbride, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    with her nipples, slowly rubbing them between my fingers. Once more, I looked deep into her eyes as we stopped kissing. I started to circle my tongue around her stiff nipples. She shut her eyes when I started to suck her stiff buds into my mouth, and finally I felt her hand at my breast, softly squeezing. She pulled my breasts out of my cleavage, and started to suck my hard summits, then she moaned deeply when my hand slid into her knickers. I had no doubt - she was mine now, and she called my name when my fingers slowly started to twirl in her pussy. I made her cum for the first time in her life. At least I felt sure it was the first time for her. We spent the night together, and we could not get enough. When the morning sun was shining through the curtains, we had tried so many wonderful positions. Soixante-neuf was our favorite, which we did once more after we woke up. Raindrops now fall on my face, mixing with tears. I feel the cold, wet iron fence, like ice in my shivering hands. She turns her back on me, not knowing that I still watch her while she brushes her hair. She no longer is mine, and my heart feels so sad, like it was pierced by a knife. What will happen is out of my control. Tomorrow she becomes the fiancée of someone else. She has already ...
    been promised to a Captain of the Royal Troops. Same to same - the strategy of the rich and noble. I cannot stop my tears, and the pain in my heart becomes intolerable, so I turn away. I do not look back, and I no longer feel the hard wind that blows freezing-rain into my face. Restless, I walk aimlessly through the empty streets, feeling completely numb and isolated. Then suddenly, someone stands in front of me. First I notice some riding boots, then a sword, and when I raise my eyes, he excitedly gasps with a choked voice: "Thank God I found you! We will advance soon. So, what are your proposals? Your advice, scout?" With eyes cold as ice, I look at him, completely numb. "Take the road through the Drunkmoon Wood." "But we'll be making a wide detour!" "Yes, you will," I reply calmly. "This is the only way. The main road was flooded last night." "Hurry up, and come with us! We need you as our scout!" he commands, while his curling mustache shivers. "I will come soon. I'll stay a mile behind the lines to watch for enemy scouts..." He nods. Then he disappears. His days are numbered, his men are lost. I feel so guilty, and they will burn me for that. I turn around and walk back to the big house with the brightly illuminated window. Her Captain will not come back.
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