Jocelyn groaned, his sucking doing things to her body she didn't want him to.
She wanted to go, pretend she had never entertained the idea of fucking him.
Brodie was a letch, everyone knew it. He'd fucked more of the court women than any of the other members of her husband's inner council. Rumor had it that he'd even had her husband's niece and continued to do her on a regular basis. He didn't care if a woman was married or royal or somebody's niece or not. He was sucking her very hard now, she was squirming and moaning loudly as he pushed his thigh against her pussy, making her wetter than she cared to be. She protested again, pushing at his head. He finally freed her other breast and he pulled his head back to take her in. He grinned, chuckling, wickedly, she thought.
"Damn, Jocelyn, those are some fine tits you have. I'm sorry I waited so long to get a shot at them."
She groaned softly. "Philo, I really don't think this was a good idea … if my husband comes looking for me-"
"Don't worry about it. He won't. He's far too busy with that young new wife of his. He's not going to come looking for you, no matter how stupid neglecting you obviously is." He ran a hand over her breasts, teasing their nipples, hardening them as he did so. He chuckled again. "You need to be fucked, that's clear."
Jocelyn lay beneath him, trembling. He was right, she wanted badly to be fucked and he was turning her on something fierce. She just wasn't sure she wanted to be another notch in his scabbard. His enjoyment of her tits was enough to make her come on the spot, since she loved it when her breasts were played with and she loved showing them off. But Brodie scared her a little. He was fondling her again, teasing her nipples, rolling them between his fingers, getting them to stand up.
"You like this. Admit it."
She moaned softly. "Yes … but please stop it…"
He grinned and rubbed a hand against her pussy. He laughed. "You're so wet, your dress is soaked, Jocelyn. Tell me you don't want me to suck your tits and fuck you hard and I won't. I promise. But your body seems to indicate otherwise."
He continued to rub her pussy through the fabric. Jocelyn moaned and wriggled beneath him. "I like the way your tits bounce when you squirm, Jocelyn." he purred, leaning down to suckle one. "Why don't you come for me, right now."
Jocelyn gasped, shuddering. Her back arched and she cried out as his words and caresses and sucking made her do exactly what he asked. Waves of pleasure crashed over her body and she screamed, gasped and shuddered as he quickly moved to hike up her skirt, pull aside her panties and plunge his hand into her hot, wet pussy, pumping her as she continued to come, chuckling softly.
"There we go," he murmured, watching her, "That's it."
Jocelyn groaned as the shudders subsided, slumping back into the cushions of the sofa. He leaned down and kissed her breasts, then began to pull the gown completely off her. "No…" she said weakly, "Don't … we shouldn't do any more…"
He tossed the gown aside and kicked off his boots and shucked his pants, straddling her on the sofa. "Nonsense." He kissed her deeply, squeezing and kneading her breasts. "You loved that." He sat back and looked at her, a half-smile on his face. "Admit it."
She looked at him as he discarded his jacket and tunic. He was smooth, large, not really muscular but his bulk was well distributed around his massive frame.
She involuntarily licked her lips as her gaze slid downward. His cock was about average length but extremely thick and hard. It oozed a clear liquid and he leaned forward, sliding between her legs, rubbing his cock against her pussy. She shuddered again and moaned, consumed by a powerful desire to have that thick cock filling her, slamming into her.
"Like it?" he muttered in her ear as he leaned over her, "Want it in you?"
"Yes…" Jocelyn whispered, "Like you wouldn't believe."
He chuckled again. "Well now, there we go. I knew you'd come around, so to speak." He nuzzled her neck. "I figured once you saw what I had for you, you couldn't say no."
Jocelyn groaned as he pushed against the entrance to her body, stretching her, sliding against her clit, rubbing it, sending tingles through her already tense and over-sensitive body.
He moaned softly too, pulling back, away from her. "I-I can't." he managed,
"Not yet. You'll make me come if you keep moaning and squirming."
She looked at him. "Philo…" she breathed, "You've got me aching now … you're the tease…"
He chuckled. "As pleased as I am to hear that coming from your mouth, little peasant, I'm not ready to be finished with you yet. We have time and I plan to thoroughly use your body tonight, until we're both satisfied and you'll be begging me to fuck you again, any time we're together."
Jocelyn moaned. "I'm not a peasant. Not anymore."
He slid down to his knees and moved between her legs. "You'll always be a peasant, Jocelyn dear. But don't think I hold that against you. Peasant stock, in your case, is a good thing." He grinned. "You should know, your tits are legend in the court."
Jocelyn blushed.
"You think Asher and Lucian don't talk? And your lovers from the Cliffside house?" He chuckled again, gazing at the rosy dark flesh of her pussy, licking his lips and probing with his fingers, to a renewed groan of pleasure from Jocelyn. He licked her and she cried out. "There are many men in the court and some women too, who would love to sit where I am right now."
He grinned and lowered his mouth to her pussy, beginning to lick the warm, wet, engorged flesh, then to suck it, as Jocelyn squirmed and writhed in pleasure.
He slurped at her, plunging his tongue into the dark, hot, pulsing recesses of her body, playing with her clit, her lips, sliding up to plunge in and out of her ass. He enjoyed the sounds she made, the fresh hot female juices that continued to flow out of her, the squirming of her body.
Jocelyn was squeezing her own tits, pulling on her nipples as Philo ate her out, thrusting against his tongue, quite happy with herself, having decided that this was much better than being bored at that stupid ball and that she really didn't care if Asher found out or not. She didn't think he'd mind really, especially if he was talking about her tits to the members of his inner council. Maybe he wouldn't care if she fucked every one of his friends. Maybe she actually would. It certainly would be a lot more fun.
She shuddered as she began to orgasm again, bolts of electricity shooting through her body from her pussy and radiating to the tips of her fingers and toes.
She screamed, shouting, "I'm coming again, oh yes, yes! Suck me hard! Yes!"
Brodie laughed and continued to suck and nibble her, swirling his tongue in the fresh hot come that came rushing out of her, swallowing and sucking again. He loved burying his face in pussy, sucking and tongue-fucking women, bringing them to orgasm as many times as he could. Jocelyn was very good at coming easily too. He tweaked her clit as he raised his head and was rewarded with a renewed shuddering climax which had her screaming his name in a frenzy of ecstasy, her large tits quivering enticingly as she came.
"Fuck me now," Jocelyn moaned in a hoarse voice as he rose above her. "I'm so hot, I'm aching to have that big cock in me…"
He grinned. "Not yet…" He sat down next to her and pulled her up into his arms. "You can have my cock but in your pretty little mouth, first."
They kissed again, deeply, groping each other, then Jocelyn slid down between his legs.
"Oh…" she murmured, "That's good." She leaned over him and licked the clear wetness off the head of his cock. "I like giving head."