An amorous encounter for the lusty monk

Magdalene coquettishly asked me if I had anything strong to drink – as handmaidens they were forbidden to indulge in alcohol whilst in the presence of the Prince and his sweetheart – and I quickly retrieved the strong liquor that I would often sell to the peasants and townsfolk. It’s heady stuff and soon both girls were giggling and playful. When Magdalene asked me about the Prince’s potions and whether I had any other magic tricks up my sleeve I replied I did – I had something that would make her feel wonderful and which would give her the biggest sexual thrill of her life.

She was keen to try out my herbal elixir of love and pretty soon all three of us were naked and rolling about on the hay mattress that served as my bed. Leocardia was particularly lustful and feral, her nails scratching deep into my skin, her teeth enjoying the taste of my flesh. The girls were also hot for each other and I watched in awe and wonder as they made love, licking and caressing each other, using fingers expertly to produce an orgasm. Having them both pleasure my manhood at the same time was a sensuous and sensual experience. Both girls themselves came several times. Our passion was inflamed by my potion and the girls surely did have an orgasm unlike any others they had enjoyed.

When the girls left I settled much more comfortably into my bed, my passions sated, my desires satisfied I felt spent and soon I plunged into the blackness of sleep, before dreaming of the virgin that was Anna Maria, soon to be more concubine than princess with the old scoundrel now being comforted by two young beauties in his boudoir at the castle.

The Prince meanwhile was, as Anselm had suspected, enjoying a full body on body massage from the two nubile hand maidens, Sofia and Berenice. The three of them were covered in sensuous oil that glistened in the light of the fire that was lit in the Prince’s bedchamber. The two girls were rubbing themselves up and down the Prince, stopping only occasionally to kiss each other or to pleasure the Prince by mouth and hand. He lay back, satisfied with his earlier performance and confident of the session to come – the monk was a man of talents he thought, and I must get more of his potion before leaving this ill begotten hell hole in the middle of nowhere.

To be continued tomorrow when Anselm comes face to face with Anna Maria and sparks fly.

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