Whimsy by Thayer King

was quite clear until you grabbed me.” He ran his tongue
over the seam of her lips, teasing himself and her with what was to come. “Part
your legs.”
      The more
aroused he became the deeper his voice became, Whimsy noted. He placed a hand
between her legs to widen the gap when she didn’t immediately comply. His
strong desire for her compounded her own for him.
      It was
just one kiss, she thought. It’s not as though he hadn’t kissed her there
before, she reasoned. Surely, it would be okay.
      She cried
out at the first touch of his tongue. He parted her lips with his fingers and
taunted her clit with teasing flicks of his tongue before settling in for a
more leisurely lick. She buried her hands in his hair. “Maybe this isn’t such a
good idea.” She moaned and swiveled her hips against his mouth as he began to
suck.
      He
groaned against her and she whimpered. “So damned good,” he growled.   “Unfasten your gown. Put your legs over my
shoulders.”
      With
trembling fingers, she undid her gown. She lifted her legs over his shoulders,
bracing herself with her back against the wall. Gaedrian tilted her hips forward and plunged his tongue up her pussy. Whimsy cried out
in shock. He wasn’t done with her yet. He cupped her breasts, thumbing and
tugging her nipples. Her pussy clenched with each tug. She could feel her cream
gushing freely. She realized dimly that he was tongue fucking her and this was
entirely inappropriate. Her hips jerked convulsively, driving his tongue deeper
and deeper into her cunt.
      Her skin
began to tingle. She could feel her face heating. “ Gaedrian ,
what are you doing to me?” Her body was tightening and preparing itself, though
for what she knew not. She threw her head back, her eyes rolling into the back
of her head, her toes curling.
      “ Gaedrian , I…. Sorry. Didn’t know you were
occupied.”
      Whimsy
froze in shock. Her eyes flew open. They weren’t alone. A young man stood near
the windows, close to where Gaedrian had stood when
she’d first entered the room.   Gaedrian gave a fierce growl and reluctantly relinquished
his hold on her nipples. Whimsy immediately fastened her gown. Gaedrian’s tongue slid from her pussy but flattened on her
clit before leaving her altogether. She gasped and swiftly slid her legs from
his shoulders. Her face colored with embarrassment. She turned and righted her
gown.   Gaedrian seemed to have no qualms about showing his body.  
      “Your
timing could be better,” he muttered.
      Whimsy
bit her lip. He was still terribly aroused. She wanted to wrap her hands around
his thick erection and plunge it into her body. The thought shocked her so much
that she moved away from him and sat down on one of the benches lining the
walls.   What was wrong with her? She
pressed a shaky hand to her face. She’d let him tongue fuck her. She’d ridden
his tongue like some hussy with no morals, with no idea of right and wrong. She
was shaming her family with her behavior. When she returned home, she would
have to admit to what she’d done.
      “I didn’t
expect you to have company during the daylight hours.”
      “Then you
had not heard. I released her last night, but Chaldor thought it more appropriate that we fulfill the tradition.”
      Whimsy
watched as he slowly shrugged on his robe. She wanted to lick his taut stomach.
She wanted to kiss him as he had kissed her. She colored still more as she
realized that his mouth was still wet with her juices. As she watched, he
licked his full lips clean. The man had the sexiest mouth she’d ever seen. He
grinned when he caught her staring.
      “Dark, I
would introduce you to Whimsy. Whimsy, this is Dark. He is here…under my
guardianship.”
      She
sensed that there was more to that story, but at the moment she had bigger
worries. She glanced over at Dark and wondered how much he’d seen. And where
had he come from? She hadn’t heard the door open. And at any rate, he was