18. Tell a sexual triangle short story
Once upon a time, in a land far away, there lived a princess named Sasha. She had what many women would die for. She was a ruler of a prosperous land. She had a handsome husband named Deon. She had the finest clothes, accessories, servants money could buy.
But she was unhappy because of two things.
1. Her marriage to Prince Deion had undergone quite a bit of scrutiny. The prince was ten years her junior, so almost daily she felt like she had to work twice as hard to still look young and pleasing. She knew each time the Prince walked the halls of the castle or roamed the kingdom, she ran the risk of a younger female catching his eye.
2. The rapture, just recently, seemed to disappear from their relationship. She had to admit she did not have the stamina she did when they first got together. Was she getting too old or was the Prince’s sexual appetite simply too much?
Unbeknownst to the Prince, she had gotten some herbal remedies to increase her libido. They seemed to be working, but by the time the Prince made it to the bedroom, he usually said he didn’t feel like it or that he was tired.
“Is it me?” she asked.
“No, just stress,” replied Deion.
But her instincts suspected another woman. Too many times, the prince was leaving when the affairs could have been left to other members of his court.
Her suspicions were confirmed one particular day. She and Deion were supposed to have a day date at a neighboring land, but Deion told her on that day he had a council meeting with one of the princes of a rival territory.
“Can’t it wait?” Sasha asked in aggravation.
“Unfortunately, darling, it cannot,” he explained. “If we are able to work out the kinks in the draft, we will be able to set up a treaty agreement. Henry is one of our most powerful adversaries; if the others see we are at peace, then they will follow Henry’s lead.”
“But why do you have to go?” Sasha insisted. “That is why we have ambassadors--to speak on your behalf. Besides, you have been rescheduling our outings for the past month now, and you promised two weeks ago you weren’t going to do any business matters on our special day…”
She turned her back on him; Deion grabbed her from behind and held her close.
“My darling, I’m sorry. Please understand how important this is. I’ll make it up to you, I promise…” he crooned in her ear.
Sasha was tired of the excuses. She pushed Deion’s hands from her midriff.
She waited until Deion had started up the road before calling Jason, his chief ambassador, to her chambers.
“Yes, your High…”
“Jason I don’t want the formalities today. All I want is the truth. Have you guys been working on a peace treaty with King Henry?”
“Working on it, yes, but the meeting isn’t until next month.”
“Yes; King Henry is on vacation so he won’t be back in his homeland until next month. Gregory and I will be handling the affairs ourselves but will let His Highness know if he needs to add or take away anything.”
Sasha whispered under her breath, “Exactly what I thought.”
“Thank you, Jason,” Sasha replied. “You’ve been quite helpful.”
She pulled some gold coins from her purse and handed them to him.
“Forgive me, your Highness, but what is this about?”
“Don’t worry about it, Jason, and we never had this conversation. Tell the guard up front to fetch my fastest horse; I will meet him outside.”
Jason nodded and did what he was told.
Ten minutes later, Sasha was outside with the guard. Deion had not taken the royal carriage but opted to use one of his stallions. Deion never took the stallion on royal business. Something was definitely up.
“Charles, did you see which way Deion went? He forgot his lunch and by the time I realized it, he was gone.”
She gathered some more coins and placed them in Charles’ hand.
“Charles, I understand you have a certain loyalty to Deion. The two of you go way back before I ever came into the picture. I know Deion is not on royal business. He would have taken the carriage. He took one of his stallions that he uses for special outings; I know he would tell you where he would have gone. If you tell me, this will be your bounty; no one will have to know about this transaction. I just want to get to the bottom of this mystery, that’s all.”
Charles looked at the coins and the pained expression on Sasha’s face. He felt it was wrong what Deion was doing and knew sooner or later, all of Deion’s fancy lies would catch up with him. He told him not to keep citing royal business. Charles knew Sasha was no fool and would eventually start putting the pieces together.
It would be different if Sasha was like the other females Deion had liked. But Sasha was a good woman, a strong princess that everyone respected. He couldn’t keep up the farce any longer.
“Madam, I will tell you where he has gone, but I cannot go any further. I hope you will find all the answers you need.”
As she put the money in Charles’ hand, he whispered to her the location. She was so tempted to ask Charles if that was the place Deion had been going to all the time when he said he was on “business trips.” She knew better than to push her luck. Charles had taken a great risk telling her this information.
“I am grateful to you,” Sasha replied as Charles helped her on her horse.
“Make haste, noble steed,” she whispered against his ear.
Deion’s horse was exactly where Charles said it would be. This was Peasants’ Hollow. Sasha had heard about the place. The middle to lower class dwelled in this area. The royals normally came to this place for three things--cheap dining, cheap drinks, or they had mistresses.
Sasha got off the horse and went towards the house. She started to knock but heard moans inside. She opted to peek in the window and struggled for breath at the sight in front of her.
It was Deion. He had his hands grasped tightly around another woman’s ass and was pounded her fiercely. The young woman did not seem to mind.
“Fuck me harder,” Sasha heard her say.
Deion accelerated his efforts. The woman’s breasts were full; her chocolate nipples huge and taut. They swayed up and down as Deion kept plowing into her.
The woman’s hair…long and chestnut brown…was slick with sweat. The rest of her body glistened as well.
Sasha’s anger was stifled by how breathtakingly beautiful the other woman was. To Sasha’s amazement, her own nipples were starting to become hard and peeked outside her low cut bodice. Her clit also began to swell and throb.
Suddenly, Deion and his mistress decided to switch positions. He laid down and she mounted him, still facing the window. Deion attempted to grab her breasts, but the mistress slapped his hands away.
Sasha slightly lifted up her skirt and began to stroke her clit as Deion’s mistress bounced up and down on his dick. She lost herself in how beautiful the woman looked and envisioned herself kissing her, sucking on her big nipples and tasting her juicy pussy. Sasha was so wrapped up in the fantasy she didn’t notice that Deion’s mistress had spotted her and stopped bouncing.
“What’s wrong, babe?” Deion murmured. “You need me to go faster?”
“No,” Tina, his mistress answered. “But your wife’s here.”
He pushed Tina off of him.
“I got to get out of here…” Deion stammered. “How the fuck did she know I was here?”
Tina smiled, “Relax.”
“What do you mean relax?” Deion yelled. He looked towards the window, but by that time Sasha had slid to the ground, her mini orgasms causing her to lose balance.
“Stay put,” Tina answered. “I’m gonna go get her….”
Deion screamed, “You crazy bitch! What the hell are you doing?”
But Tina had already left and gone outside.
“Damn, you sexy! Deion’s a fucking idiot for screwing around on you,” Tina crooned.
She got on her knees and proceeded to mount Sasha.
Reality hit Sasha and her eyes flew open. There was Deion’s mistress on top of her. The anger began to set in and she started flailing at Tina. Tina pinned her arms down.
“Get away from me!” Sasha yelled.
“I don’t think you really want that, do you?” Tina crooned. “I know you were watching. It turned me on even more…to know that you want me as much as I want you.”
Tina took her free hand and ripped the front of Sasha’s bodice.
“I’ve dreamt of these for so long…” Tina crooned and put one swollen nipple into her mouth. She flickered the tip with her tongue. Sasha’s body slowly yielded to the pleasure Tina was giving her. She gave the same pleasure to the other one.
Tina placed her body back on top of Sasha’s.
“But what are you doing with my husband?”
Tina’s fingers began massaging Sasha’s swollen clit.
“I had to use him to get to you,” she answered. “I’ve wanted you ever since I was hired to serve food at your wedding. You’re not a stupid woman, Sasha, although it did take you a little bit longer than I thought for you to figure out what was up. I hope in time you will forgive me but this is the only way I could come up with for you to notice me.”
“What about Deion…Does he know?”
“Deion, he’s not that smart. He thinks it’s about him; in fact, he’s scared shitless because I told him I saw you; that’s why he hasn’t come out yet.”
Sasha was stunned. She never had another woman want her before, although she had fantasies about being with women. She had never confessed them to Deion or anyone else for fear of reaction. Although she was still hurt by the betrayal, she understood; Tina was right; Sasha would have never noticed otherwise.
“What happens now?” Sasha asked.
“Well, I’m going to invite you in and serve you with my tongue, Your Highness. Whatever you want to do with him…that’s in your court. I’m going to let you up so that you can walk on in.”
Tina released Sasha and walked into the house. Sasha hesitated briefly before following behind her. Deion was dressed, eyes remorseful.
“Shut up, Deion! I don’t want to hear it. I don’t care how long it’s been going on. How could you lie to me about something like this?”
“All I can say is that I’m sorry….”
“You’re only sorry for getting caught and you know it!” Deion, what are you going to do to make this up to me?”
Deion sat bewildered.
Tina laughed. “Don’t just sit there. Make your beautiful wife feel good…or do I have to start off everything?”
Before Deion could say anything else, Tina planted a deep kiss on Sasha’s lips and squeezed her hard nipples.
“Undress her, Deion,” Tina crooned. Deion was too shocked to refuse. He sucked Sasha’s nipples as Tina sucked and licked Sasha’s clit. A soulful moan escaped her lips as she began to gush down Tina’s throat.
“That’s it, my Princess; cum for your servant. Make me drown in your delectable juices.”
And drown Tina did over and over again. The next two hours were exercises in licking, sucking, and deep fucking. Deion realized how much he had deprived his wife and had to fight being jealous of how good Tina was making her feel. He made the decision that he would stop seeing Tina and focus on building a stronger relationship with his wife.
“Sasha,” Deion asked, “do you want to wait for me outside or go on back to the palace? I have something I want to say to Tina.”
“I will wait outside,” Sasha answered. Tina embraced her and kissed her cheek.
“Goodbye, my Queen,” she whispered in her ear. “I look forward to serving you again.”
Sasha nodded and went outside. Deion closed the door behind her.
“Deion, what is this about?”
“Tina, in a way, I’m glad Sasha caught us today. It made me realize how inattentive I have been to her as of late and what a jewel I have in her. I think we need to stop seeing each other so Sasha and I can get back on track.”
Deion expected anger but to his surprise, Tina replied, “It’s okay; I understand.”
Deion walked towards the door and nodded, “Thank you, Tina, for being so compliant.”
“But Deion, there is one thing….” Tina started as Deion opened the door.
“It’s going to be hard to get on track if one of you engages in another affair,” Tina crooned. Then, she smiled and winked.
Before he could reply back, Tina closed and locked the door.