Often the fairy was content to kneel by the large sofa, being the servant, the slave. Her fawning tribute began at Albaâs feet. Then she would massage her, kiss her to the extreme, leaving her in the end to rest under her motherly embrace. Slowly, she made her discover pleasure in all its possible shades. Firstly, she granted her all of herself, then she started to seek pleasure in possessing her. She taught her all the games and cunnings, allowed her to use sex objects, to learn how to give pleasure to a woman manfully. The princess was playing and experimenting. She loved to take the fairy from all sides, she enjoyed seeing her receive her penetrating thrusts in every meander.
The woman enjoyed the naivety of Alba, every day more proven, more curious, more cunning, the unbridled pursuit of passion. The fairy, now, took pleasure in her disciple.
At night the fairy, more mature and shrewd, alone in bed listening to the chirping of cicadas, would immerse in deep thinking of new perversions to practice the next day. It did not seem true to be able to crown her most shameful dreams, using that tender and young body, that fertile and enchanted mind.
She had kept her a virgin until then, but one day she decided to launch her most powerful erotic spell.
Meanwhile, the Princessâ parents, unaware of what was happening, focused on their complicated lives. The queen, blindly trusted the friendship that bound her to the fairy. Although he realized that, in the gingerbread house, something more than just sipping some tea with cookies occurred. But all was quiet thanks to that very special relationship. The friend was sweet and patient, the princess was growing happy and strong, and she, the mother, was freer than ever.
That was fine. Investigating would have been useless and even challenging.
10
Uncontrollable thirst for pleasure. (Reality)
Nicòle was welcoming her, suffering, but firm. Arms crossed under her head that was being crushed against the backrest at each pressure. Her knees, resting on a blanket on the floor, were apart. She had done so much to persuade Flora to make her feel her most secret liabilities, since little Nicòle had been for years attacking all her intimate parts.
The object which helping them was big, very thick but not too long. When she wore it, Nicòle gave no respite to her friend. Flora received it all by herself, without blinking an eye, but became careful and strict when it came to using Nicòleâs body for such pleasure. So she had taken time to enable her to suffer, but without being too painful and remaining a virgin.