Warm fingers gripped under her knees, raising them so her legs were bent, her thighs spread wide to give the maid better access. At the first tentative touch against her mound, she jumped and Sasha’s musical laughter echoed around her like an intimate caress. “Relax and hold very still, Princess. I’ll have you smooth and perfect for the prince in no time.”
Gripping the sides of the platform, Alyssa willed herself to relax, or at the very least hold still. When the warm fingers touched her again and then traced through her pubic hair, she didn’t jump, but had to bite back a moan. This felt forbidden, wicked…naughty, and she wanted to enjoy every minute. She heard the “snip-snip” of scissors, and decided talking would keep her from embarrassing herself further.
“How did you become a lady’s maid?” she asked, trying to both enjoy and ignore the slender fingers touching her mound.
“Being a lady’s maid is in my line. My mother, mother’s mother and so on, were all maids to the royal family. It is an honored position.”
Glancing down, she saw Sasha take a small purple fruit from the basket and peel off the skin. The scent of musky lavender rose around her. The purple flesh of the fruit looked fluffy like whipped cream. Scooping some of the flesh with her fingers, Sasha slathered it onto Alyssa’s throbbing mound.
Alyssa’s skin immediately began to tingle and she fought the urge to buck her hips against the wonderful new sensation. Clearing her throat, she said, “What if you didn’t want to be a lady’s maid? Do you have a choice?” Her voice sounded breathy and low.
The maid’s laugh bubbled around her, causing heat to coil in her stomach and she looked down to see a long straight blade pulled across her mound, shaving off a perfect line of dark hair. Then Sasha rinsed it in a small basin floating next to her.
The sight of Sasha standing naked between her open thighs made her release a shaky breath. And the cold pull of the blade across her skin sent lava and energy spiraling throughout her entire body.
“I could have chosen another path, but I’m proud of my family’s tradition. I’m a strong supporter of the royal family.” She rinsed the blade in the basin again and closed her hand around Alyssa’s ankle, raising her leg to rest on top of her shoulder. “I need to be able to reach everything, to fully shave you,” she explained as she spread on more purple fruit flesh and then drew the blade gently across Alyssa’s swollen pussy lips.
Sasha’s smooth fingers rubbing over her already-engorged flesh sent a series of small energy tremors through her thighs and tightened her arousal. Despite her best efforts, a gasp followed by a low moan ripped from her throat. Realizing what she’d done, heat blazed into her face and she screwed her eyes shut, wishing she could disappear.
“Do not be embarrassed,” Sasha whispered. “The ponga fruit enhances arousal. It helps with shaving and brings sexual energy, which you are much in need of. Not to mention, it has a sweet fluffy taste and is often used in foreplay.”
Alyssa slitted open her eyes to see Sasha’s smiling face. “What does it taste like?” she asked softly. She gasped as Sasha stepped forward between her legs, leaning her own smooth mound against Alyssa’s swollen folds, and reached up to rub some of the ponga flesh across her lips and then down across both her nipples. Alyssa licked her bottom lip, and a sweet nutty flavor spread over her tongue. Immediately, her lips, nipples and even the inside of her mouth tingled, sending shockwaves of energy through her body, causing a rush of liquid heat to her aching pussy.
Sasha stepped back to finish shaving her and then splashed water against her mound to fully rinse her. “The ponga is never used in nonsexual meals because of its unique properties. But is always associated with summoning energy.” The maid reached into the basket again and pulled out a bar of soap, which she dipped into the water and began to lather between her hands.
“Does that have some sort of aphrodisiac powers as well?” Alyssa asked nodding toward the soap.
The maid’s lavender eyes darkened with desire and Alyssa’s breath caught in her throat. “Not by itself. But soap is used both before and after lovemaking, so it does come in several pleasing scents.” Her last words fell away to whispers as she reached down to spread her soapy hands over Alyssa’s stomach and then farther up, to cover her aching breasts.
Sensations, erotic and compelling, washed through her. Sasha’s hands were soft and gentle and her touch felt much different than Stone’s. His touches were rougher and more demanding, even when he was being gentle. Where Sasha’s touch was nurturing and sensual, probably how she herself liked to be touched.
Alyssa sat up and faced the woman, taking the soap from her and dipping it into the swirling water, lathering it between her hands. She reached out slowly to run her soapy hand over Sasha’s coral tipped breasts. When the nipples pebbled to hard peaks beneath her hand, her pussy tightened and throbbed.
Sasha arched into her touch, so Alyssa became braver and cupped and kneaded the full breast in her hands, enjoying the feel of the silky smooth skin and the moans and gasps coming from Sasha. Her lips were parted, her gaze boring into Alyssa. Before she could think about it, she allowed her body free reign and she leaned forward to brush her lips across Sasha’s. A sound of approval spilled from the back of Sasha’s throat as she ran a wet line across Alyssa’s bottom lip with her tongue, causing a new wave of energy as Alyssa’s nipples ripened further.
Throwing aside her caution, she dipped her tongue inside the maid’s mouth and reveled in the soft, lush taste of her. The ponga on her tongue tingled as tongue met tongue and the sweet nutty flavor sharpened inside her mouth. Pulling Sasha closer, so the hardened peaks of their breasts rubbed deliciously against each other, she explored and plundered the woman’s mouth. Their tongues tangled, but whereas with Stone, it had been rough and exciting, with Sasha, it was silky smooth and erotic—a slow burn that would incinerate them both.
Tracing a path between them with her fingers, she found Sasha’s mound partly submerged in the water. When her finger caressed the seam of the swollen lips, the maid moaned into her mouth and widened her stance to allow better access. Alyssa swallowed the sound and dipped her fingers between the hot petals to find the swollen nub beneath.
She’d never touched another woman’s body and she found the sensations so soft and so vastly different than when she’d touched Stone. She wondered briefly what it would feel like to have both Stone and Sasha giving her sustenance at the same time. She bit back a moan as her fingers traced Sasha’s clit.
I want to make her come against my fingers while I watch. She dipped her finger deep inside Sasha’s pussy to pull some of the creamy juices up to caress the swollen clit. When her finger feathered a slow path along the silky underside of Sasha’s clit, the maid arched against her hand and thrust her tongue against Alyssa’s with more urgency. She wound her arms around Alyssa’s neck, burying her fingers in her hair, their mouths still fused, their tongues dueling and mating, while Sasha’s hips ground against Alyssa’s hand.
“Please, Princess,” Sasha begged in an urgent whisper against her lips. “Make me come…”
Energy poured into Alyssa like she had become the vacuum focal point. She pulled Sasha’s body full against hers before rolling Sasha’s clit between her thumb and forefinger and allowing the built up power to flow through their connection straight into Sasha’s most sensitive erogenous zone. The maid shuddered against her and immediately screamed out her release. Enjoying the way Sasha’s nipples pulsed with her orgasm, Alyssa ground her mound against the maid’s until all her spasms stopped.
When she finally pulled back and spoke, Sasha’s voice was deep and breathy. “You are starting to gain your powers, my lady.”
Trapped