What the Queen Wills: A Genderswapped Cinderella Retelling (Sexy Reversed Fairy Tales) by AJ Tipton

Author:AJ Tipton [Tipton, AJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-28T23:00:00+00:00

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When the swish of silk announced the arrival of another couple into the curtain-draped alcove, Amelia started to call out to warn them she was there, cleaning up the back buffet table. Then a red swath of fabric rippled and there they were: her majesty, the intensely magnificent Queen Cassandra, and too-lickable impossibly-hung Eliot.

That's my boy, Amelia smiled, At the Gathering for less than an hour and already banging the most amazing woman in the universe.

A sinking weight pulled at her heart. She was happy for them, but she didn't know what made her more envious: that the queen was touching those curved muscles instead of her, or that Eliot was putting the queen's pert nipples in his mouth instead of her.

Amelia turned away from the luscious sight, forcing herself to concentrate on her task. Without making a sound, she carried the empty platters to the dumbwaiter hidden behind a panel in the back of the room. She tried to ignore the sounds the queen and Eliot were making behind her, the slap of flesh and flesh accompanied by their moans of pleasure.

Amelia could feel herself growing wet, her imagination conjuring what they must look like together. Was the queen on all fours with Eliot pounding behind her? Or was he arched above her, thrusting deep as the queen locked her legs high behind his ears?

Her breath sped up and her hands felt weak as all the blood rushed toward her cunt. She scrambled to get the last platter onto the dumbwaiter before she risked making a loud clatter in her haste and alerting the couple to her presence.

She wiped down the empty table, scrubbing a little too vigorously, the swipe of each hand in rhythm with the thrusting grunts behind her. She could feel her hips sway in pace as she listened, and she couldn't resist one hand inching down to rub her sensitive clit through the fabric of her panties.

The sounds behind her sped up and Amelia's pace intensified, each long stroke of cloth against the table's surface feeling like imagined skin beneath her hand. The table was clean, her job complete, but she couldn't stop stroking the polished top. Warmth grew down below and stroking through her panties wasn't enough. She needed more.

Amelia quickly slipped off her panties and under-skirts until her hands had free access to her aching core. She sighed a small breath of relief as her digits found her needy pearl.

"You're the most gorgeous dirty goddess I've ever seen," she heard Eliot say from behind the silky curtain, his voice muffled like he was speaking around some kind of obstacle.

Was he face deep in her pussy?

The image was too good: Eliot, his long hair spread out against the queen's pale thigh, the queen gripping the back of his head and pulling his tongue in deeper. Amelia needed to see them, if just for a second. Half-drunk on her cresting orgasm, Amelia knew losing her job would be worth one look at her favorite people in the world joined together in bliss.

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