Lust

 
 

A lukewarm wind blew across the land from the southwest. Before reaching the mighty city of Lordaeron, he wandered through the Silverwood and breathed the scent of early summer directly into the evening city.

The gentle breath of nature gently caressed the blonde hair of Jaina Proudmoore, who cradled like a ripe ear of grain in the hands of Prince Arthas. The young prince of the Kingdom of Lordaeron kissed his lover lustfully on the neck while his hands rested gently on her exposed, flat stomach. The noble couple stood on the battlements of one of the royal city's massive watchtowers.

Arthas Menethil was the king's son and would one day rule over all this and more. Now, however, the hands of the muscular young man had chosen a different territory. The young prince's fingers slid over the fabric of the precious robe and teasingly touched the feminine curves of the young princess from Kul Tiras.

The young magician Jaina Proudmoore was visibly enjoying this and was not above breathing a pleasant sigh into the wind as it glided across her face. His fingers quickly brought a nipple out from under the valuable rune cloth robe. The princess's nipple was stiff and firm. She felt her legs go weak under his skillful seduction. Still, she managed to turn her blonde head slightly to the side and tease the prince, "So eager for me, young paladin? What would your master Uther Lightbringer say to that?"

"Once I hold the most beautiful girl in all of Azeroth in my hands, he shouldn't deny me!" Arthas whispered and his other hand went into Jaina's lap. He stroked it lovingly, because despite his strong stature, the young warrior prince was a skilled lover.

“You can have any girl you want in Azeroth,” she replied, and the excitement in her voice was clearly audible. His fingers found their way past the fabric onto Jaina's bare skin and so he didn't just caress her hard buds. No, the prince quickly found access to her secret kingdom, which was still protected by a delicate blonde down. He stroked it and elicited uncontrolled sounds of pleasure from the girl.

“Not everything I want,” he said and his pelvis against hers. Through his trousers made of the finest fabric she could clearly feel the bulge between his groin. He also clearly felt the moisture building up in her young ford. His finger slipped through the girl's tight slit and she couldn't help but completely surrender to her youthful lust. Arthas enjoyed the willing princess in his hands.

He kissed her again and she bit her lip to keep from moaning loudly. But he didn't let up. His hand briefly left Jaina's chest to lift her robe, lifting it over her hips. The Princess of Kul Tiras let him have his way and enjoyed his fierce determination. She leaned forward to press her pelvis towards him and the prince followed her body. Her long, blonde hair blew wildly in the wind as Arthas took his penis out of his pants and brought it to her wet lips. Jaina sighed in excitement. The magician's delicate hands rested on the solid, cool stone of the battlements. She felt his tip press gently against her willing flesh. She felt his powerful loins, making it impossible for her to resist his pleasure.

“Ah, yes!” she gasped as he entered her tight channel. One hand now rested on her hip while the other returned to her exposed nipple. They both knew that they could easily be spotted up here in the neat watchtower. Their behavior was, at its most polite, unseemly; at its worst, it was a scandal that could shake more than just the kingdom of Lordaeron. But their youthful lust denied them any sense of danger.

“Yes, yes!” he gasped. His mind was all about the warm, tight vulva that he pushed further into with each thrust.

“Who?” the curious magician wanted to know, while he brought her unspeakable pleasures with every movement of his loins. "What girl has ever rejected you?"

Arthas, who knew the curious young magician all too well, didn't think any further. His urges controlled his actions and so he only murmured the words "Calia" as the juices inside him began to boil.

“You wanted to fuck your sister?” Jaina gasped, overwhelmed by both pleasure and surprise. His large penis continued to fill her young ford. Her pleasure cave was already dripping and she could feel his manhood pressing against her womb.

“No!” he replied, surprised at himself. His balls slapped against her clit as he entered her fully.

“Yes?” moaned the curious girl and licked her lips. "What then?"

“I wanted to dance with her at the spring ball.” All he wanted to do was fuck her. Her narrow cave almost drove him crazy. The strong prince was now just a horny stallion who wanted to mate with this willing mare. Her questions had only fueled his own lust even further and he continued to increase his rhythm. With each thrust the thought alternated between her and his sister Calia. Suddenly he really thought what it would be like to fuck her.

“And you really don’t want to fuck her?”

“No!” his remaining decency prevailed once again.

“And if I make her give herself to you? Would you want to fuck her then?” asked the magician. She had turned her head so that he could look into her beautiful face, marked by lust and desire. He knew she was setting a trap for him, but he couldn't help but grope into her, just as he groped into her sexy womb.

“Yes!” whispered the prince, his face distorted by ecstatic pleasure. His lance plunged into her body with incredible force, so that the princess had to cling to the battlements with all her strength.

“Do you want to fuck your sister?” she asked again to encourage him further.

“I want to fuck her! Ahhaaaa…” At that moment Arthas came and he shot his seed deep into her petite body. Jaina couldn't hold it any longer either and she came under his wild thrusts. The hot cum in her belly was making her almost as horny as his loud, predatory moans. It felt as if a wild tiger had just mated with her and not the normally well-mannered prince of Lordaeron. Her own climax was much less loud, but she enjoyed it in her own way. It was an indescribable, pleasant tingling sensation that traveled through the young magician's body and only stopped after he had withdrawn from her.

Both cuddled up to each other. Jaina adjusted her robe before they kissed again. The voluptuous couple looked down from the tower when they saw Artha's older sister Calia. As if by fate, she could see the Princess of Lordaeron strolling along the ramparts of the castle walls.

“Do you really want to do that?” Arthas asked quietly and smiled arrogantly at Jaina. He knew she just wanted to make him horny. Now he also had the young magician in a trap.

“Yes,” she smiled too, while his seed oozed from her wet slit and slowly ran down her thighs.