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Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Daniella had no idea of the things rolling through his head at that moment. No idea that he thought of Crista the whole while he was kneeling before her, preparing to worship her like a queen. Mmm, to be a queen. She could have a hundred men to do this for her. Power, control. Yes, Daniella was VERY much her mother's daughter. While he knelt before her thinking of Crista, Daniella moaned, smirking, thinking of the prince.

She had never met him before. Only seen him once from afar at a social gathering, but it was not so much him she fantasized of, but of what he stood for. Again, the power and control of so many. The riches. The thought aroused her possibly even more then the mere Baron before her was.
 
He leaned in his tongue lapping at her pussy working her lips up and down roughly before driving his tongue deep into her tight wet pussy. his fingers stroked at her inner thighs loving the feel of their smooth creaminess. Stroking his finger up her thighs he brushed over her clit rubbing at it softly working it over with his thumb and fingers just enjoying her taste as he wished to taste the one they called a slut constantly.
 
Nipping at her lower lip, Daniella laid herself back flat upon the desk, moaning and squirming a bit as she looked up at the ceiling before closing her eyes and slipping deeper into her fantasy. She was no longer in some rustic study that smelled of country life. She was in a grand room in the grand castle laying upon a large, soft, plush bed, the prince kneeling before her, honoring she the queen of everything. "Mmmm.... ohh yes..." she moaned loudly to him.
 
He continued to assault her pussy with his tongue and fingers shifting his mouth up to suck and lick at her clit as his fingers pushed deep into her thrusting hard and deep in and out of her stroking at her g-spot. He was also in a world of his own seeing not Daniella in from of him but rather Crista the untouched writhing in pleasure at just this little bit of stimulation. She really would become a little slut if only he could touch and take her.
 
At first it was hard to picture herself in her fantasy world with the hard desk against her back, but soon she was deep with in it. Even hearing voices in her head, purring things like "My queen" and "Your highness" to her. The pleasure filling her, making her dripping wet, eager for it. Wanting to explode, "Oh God... oh... oooooh!" her one hand went down to grasp the back of his head while her other hand reached of her own breast, kneading it, playing with it.
 
He growled hearing her moan and gasp hearing Crista pant and beg for her stepfather to teach her everything about pleasure, begging him not to stop. his fingers worked harder on her pussy rubbing her g-spot nipping lightly at her clit wanting to make her scream in orgasm and writhe in explosive release. â??Mmmm cum for me my dear girl come hard.â?
 
"Yes... YES!" she moaned, pulling on his hair more and more the closer she came to breaking. With every passing second she wanted it more and more. Wanted release. Wanted her fantasy. Wanted it all. Evey little thing. She wanted it all.

Daniella could not have it all at this moment, but she could have a piece of it at least. With one last loud scream and harsh tug at his hair, she climaxed, her cum spilling from her opening all over his face.
 
He lapped up her juices and smiled loving her taste but knowing the Crista had to be so much sweeter. No matter how lost he was in his fantasy he never lost track that he was with Daniella or he could get in so much trouble. He didnâ??t wait long the moment she started coming down from her climax he stood up starting to undo his pants his cock hard and bulging through them clearly wanting inside a tight wet pussy like hers.
 
Daniella lay a few moments, floating on clouds in her fantasy world. It was not until she heard her partner moving that she tilted her head and opened her eyes. There was no handsome prince there from her romantic fantasies. Only Dilian. The mood changed at once. Her dreamy face turned to a calculating smirk as he moved to sit back up once more, moving all the way to the edge of the desk, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Take me... take me now... mmm, big daddy mine."
 
He laughed untying his pants having dropped the fantasy not needing it when he was taking her. he dropped his pants also and rubbed his average cock against her pussy before he sunk it as deep as he could into her starting to thrust hard and fast in and out of her tight wet pussy still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm. â??mmm gladly my baby girl.â?
 
She instantly wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles so she was clinging to him. The pleasure had only just started to fall and now it was rising once more. There was no traces of her moment of fantasy left as he gabbed at her. She knew how he liked it. Fast, hard, wet, naughty. He was a bad boy through and through. And she was a naughty girl. Arms leaving his neck, she reached down to the edge of the desk, grasping it and holding on for the ride, "Yeah... yeah.. ah.. yes....!"
 
He did like it rough and that is just how he gave it too her long hard rough strokes of his cock pounding into her every few moments giving her a hard fast ride. His hands came up ot her breasts rubbing at them and leaning in to suck at them as her continued to pound her hard feeling his own pleasure rising quickly knowing he could not keep this pace up for long, not that they had a long time anyway and he had already killed a lot of it in eating her out.
 
It's a very good thing that Daniella had gotten Crista out of the house, for she didn't want to be quiet now, and she most certainly was not. "AH! AH! AH!" her cries were all sharp and short, coming with each thrust he pounded into her. "Yes! Yes! YES!" she put words to the cries, digging her nails into the bottom of the desk top as she held on tight, her back arching to press her hips closer to his still. "There! Now! Harder! Dilian! Daddy! So good! OH! OH!"
 
He was more then happy to give her it even harder just like she had asked for. Growling deeply he bit and nipped at her neck. He pounded hard in and out of her pussy taking her roughly his mouth moving down to bite at her breasts. â??Mmmm you are such a dirty girl my step-daughter.â? He was nearly there and slammed his cock hard into her just a few more times before he exploded inside her pushing in as deep as he could filling her with his hot sticky cum.
 
"AHH! Nip the bottoms! Not the tops!" she told him swiftly. She didn't want to have to wear some kind of ugly, frumppy dress to hide the marks he was gonna end up leaving on her chest later on. But it was to later for that now. Not when he was pushing her closer and closer to the edge. When he at last broke, it was more then she could bare. With a loud scream herself, she fell from the edge with him into orgasm. There was no romantic after glow of the moment with them though. As soon as the best of the climax had passed, she nudged herself back, letting him flop our of her. "Mmm..."
 
He moved back the instant he stopped cumming sitting back in the chair and smirking at her. seeing her pussy filled and covered in his cum always made his mouth water. There was something so dirty about it something that he wanted desperately to see with Crista. He loved women looking like sluts especially women that otherwise acted prim and proper like Daniella here. He just sat there smiling at her. â??Mmm is right my dear I hope you loved it as much as I did.â?
 
She tossed her skirts down once again as she leaned forward to give him a quick kiss as she hopped off the desk, "Don't I always?" And then as swiftly as it happened, it was all over. She walked around to the other side of the desk, starting to redo her top and turned, pouting to him, "You left a mark. Now I'll have to wear high necked gowns for the next three days. Thanks a lot daddy."
 
He laughed as she pouted at him shaking his head slowly. â??you could always just wear the dress higher up where its meant to be.â? He stood up closing up his pants and coming over to her spanking her ass lightly. â??Or you could tell your mother that it was one of those stable boys you tease constantly with your breasts. One finally made a try to touch them.â? He nuzzled her hair lightly growling nibbling lightly at her neck.
 
She didn't even flinch when he spanked her like that. She was immune to things she was use to. Spanking one of them. "Mother doesn't know I do things with anyone. She had scolded me before on the matter, saying I need to keep myself clean for the noble I would one day wed. Wait until after the wedding to carry one affairs." She laughed, "Where would the fun in that be though?"
 
He smirked and pressed her against the door his chest pressing against her back growling softly. â??Mmmm where indeed would be the fun.â? He was starting to react to her presence again and he wanted to take her again if they had more time he would defiantly do that but he wasnâ??t sure how long it had been and her mother could be home anytime. Still his hands brushed over her ass and thighs starting to slip her skirt up again.
 
Her hand was on the knob, but she paused a bit and smirked, letting herself enjoy his touch a bit more. For a moment, she wanted to turn around and do it right here against the door. But then... the sounds of a carriage and horses pulling up the drive way had her turning the knob. "They're back!" she hissed, rushing out the door without even saying good bye to him.
 
Dilian instantly pulled back from her when he heard the carriage knowing that if they were caught it was his head that would be the one rolling. He went over to his desk cleaning it from any evidence of what had just happened then went to the wash basin washing his face and hands, making sure her smell was no on him at all. Finally when he was satisfied with how he presented himself he went out to meet his mistress.

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Aiden spent much time going over the records of births and deaths in the kingdom looking for some mention of Crista or her mother but found none. It was beyond frustrating so he finally sent out one of his personal guard to do some asking around the town and the surrounding area to try and find out more about her. something just didnâ??t sit right with her story about her insisting that she was not of noble birth, there was just a air about her the spoke of nobility, it might also have been that in the days and weeks he had spent with her since their first meeting he had finally had to admit that he was falling in love with her. he sighed wishing that there was someone that he could tell about his feelings but even his mother would react against him loving a common girl or at least he was sure she would.

Aiden just kept all his feelings bottled up inside himself except when he was out with Crista. It was only with her that he could feel free enough to just be himself and not care what people thought of him. Throughout all the time he spent with Crista he kept trying his best to make her think better of herself; but wasnâ??t sure he was making any progress but he kept working knowing it was for her good.

Aiden stood by the fountain waiting for her like had become his habit lately they had agreed to meet her as often as they could and today was no exception. He looked down at his hands sighing he had barely avoided running into his father on his way out this time. He shuddered to think what would happen if he was caught going out.
 
Crista had changed a lot over the time they had been spending together. Little by little, she smiled more, laughed more, felt good about herself once again. In addition to that, she found herself humming to herself at times as well as daydreaming. She did not even realize that it was starting to become even more noticeable to those around her. Cook had to warn her more then once to watch her step around Juliet, Dilian, and her stepsisters. If they knew... oh she'd get a beating. But she did not realize how she was playing with fire. Where once she was careful, now she was growing careless. But for the first in a very long time... Crista was happy.

Swiftly getting through her morning list, she paused by a stall with a mirror to wipe her face and fix her hair. It didn't help much, but it was enough. Heading for the fountain, she was beaming with a bright smile as she came up behind him, sitting down next to him, "Waiting for someone?" she playfully questioned as she nudged her shoulder against his.
 
He smiled hearing her voice before seeing her. he had felt her presence slip up next to him and turned to look at her. â??Well only the most beautiful woman in the market and it seems she has come and join me already.â? He reached over brushing a strand of hair from her face. â??How are you doing Crista? The baroness and Baron still riding your ass?â? little did he know his choice of words might just be completely accurate at least if the Baron had his way about it.
 
She paled a moment, but had learned to cover her tracks when he stumbled upon things like that. Her laugh only have a hint of awkwardness in it compared to what it once had and she rolled her eyes a little playfully, "Aren't they always? It's the story of my life. And you Aiden? How are things at the inn?"
 
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