Ask and ye shall receive. Because of the numerous complaints from various Britons who frequent this site about the portrayal of Princess Diana in this story, I’ve changed this story to make it about an equally lovely princess who does not exist. Our apologies to the spirit of Lady Di for any upset we might have caused her in the Kingdom Celestial.
After changing the identity of the princess, I ended up rewriting this story extensively (improving it considerably in the process, methinks). Therefore, I have made the executive decision to take a writer’s credit for the final result.
Thanks to all those who made their thoughts known on this matter. Special thanks to Amanda Lynn, who gave me the idea of reworking the thing in the first place. (You’d think I could’ve come up with that my own damn self, but nope…)
Hope you enjoy.
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By JetBoy
Twenty-six-year-old Sophia, Princess of Belgium, breathed a sigh of relief as she closed the hotel room door behind her, shutting out the world. Once she had thoroughly enjoyed the attention that came to her naturally, being both royalty and one of the world’s most beautiful women, but these days, it nearly drove her mad.
It had been a long journey, but an essential one. Sophia had been looking forward to this Tuscany holiday for weeks. It was just her and a fortnight of relaxation. Of course, a bodyguard occupied the room just across the hall, and if the paparazzi didn’t catch up with her, it would be a miracle.
The first thing Sophia wanted was a shower. She switched on the taps in the bathroom to let it warm up, and then went to the bedroom to undress. She stopped by the full-length mirror in the bedroom to study at her own naked figure. Her tall frame, firm full breasts, flat tummy but curvaceous hips, and her long legs would be a tempting sight for any red-blooded male.
A pity, then, that I have so little use for men.
She had tried hard enough to please Prince Oswald, who she’d married just two months earlier, but in the end she’d been obliged to seek satisfaction elsewhere. Oswald was too proud to say so, but Sophia suspected that his preference was for the burly, muscular specimens of manhood who served in the Royal Guard.
Not that she begrudged him this attraction to his own sex… an inclination she understood all too well. Ever since schooldays, Sophia had known that her own desire was for other girls. And now that she was finally on holiday, hidden from the prying gaze of the press, she hoped to indulge that desire. Her last time with a woman had been a frantic fuck in a toilet stall with one of her old flames. Ironically it had happened during a wedding rehearsal, and the lover in question was one of her bridesmaids.
Studying her reflection, she reached up to caress her left breast, exhaling slowly. Her right hand crept down to the dark blonde triangle of hair between her legs. Her middle finger extended and parted her vagina lips, then slid up and down her wet slit.
Knowing that she was in need of release, Sophia lay down on the bed, parted her legs wide, and proceeded to masturbate vigorously. she plunged the middle and third finger of her right hand deep into her cunt, using the thumb to tease her swollen clit. Putting the left index into her mouth, she moistened it, then reached behind to slowly insert it up her back passage.
In this way, stimulating her cunt and anus, Sophia brought herself to a frenzied orgasm in a couple of minutes.
Slightly dazed, she padded from the bedroom into the main room of the suite. She could hear the shower still running, and see steam emerging from the bath.
Sophia took a quick shower, dried off and slipped into a short summer dress. It was pale blue, cut low at the top with a short skirt, and tight enough to show off her figure. She didn’t bother with underwear, as she intended to go to bed before long.
Her thoughts were interrupted by room service. The maid that brought the tray in was a young, slim Italian girl, about seventeen, with lustrous olive skin and long curly black hair. Her black uniform made her look extremely sexy, Sophia thought. When the girl looked at Sophia and saw who she was serving, she gave a slight start. Sophia was used to this, and immediately put the girl at ease with a friendly greeting.
Speaking Italian as best she could, Sophia asked the girl about herself. Thankfully, the girl switched to English, which the princess spoke fluently. She answered that her name was Maria, and she lived in staff quarters at the hotel with her parents and her younger sister
“Is there anything else I can do for you?” asked Maria.
Maybe spend the night with me? thought Sophia. Instead, she sent the girl off with a generous tip, saying “Thank you very much. I hope we meet again soon.”
For the rest of the day, Sophia’s thoughts returned again and again to the lovely Italian maid. She fantasized about Maria that night, using her hands to call forth ecstasy once more.
In the morning Sophia rose early and went down to the pool. She wore a dress over her very skimpy bikini, unsure of how private it would be. By then, she was sick and tired of swimsuit photos of herself appearing in the weekly tabloids.
Sophia was pleasantly surprised to see that the open-air pool was enclosed by a wall on all sides, and almost deserted. The only person there was a tanned young girl in a black bikini, lying face down on a sun lounger.
As Sophia passed by, the girl sat up and looked at her. “Hello, Princess. My sister told me you were here.”
The girl’s English was accented, but she seemed very confident with the language. Sophia took her age to be about twelve. Her dark hair was straight, cut in a bob that framed her strong Latin features quite nicely. Her eyes were brown and very large. Her slim figure was well developed for her age, the bikini snug enough to reveal budding breasts. Too young for Sophia to pursue, of course, but she was delightfully cute and good company.
As nobody else was around, Sophia slipped her dress off and had a pleasant chat with the girl, who introduced herself as Gina, currently on holiday from school.
Idly taking out her bottle of sun lotion, Sophia asked the girl, “Could you put some of this on my back? I’ll do the same for you, if you like.”
Gina replied, “Of course! Here, lie down and I’ll do you all over.”
This sounded lovely to Sophie, and soon the girl was massaging oil into Sophia’s back. Her touch was light but quite sensuous, and Sophia found herself enjoying the physical contact.
Then Gina said: “Maria always goes topless. Are you going to?”
Sophia thought for a moment, an image of the beautiful Maria’s tanned breasts forming in her mind. Why not? She decided, then quickly undid the bikini top and dropped it on the deck next to her dress. Next to Gina’s brown body, Sophia’s breasts were quite pale, but the young girl seemed to like looking at them.
Sophia shifted in her seat so she was almost facing Gina, at which point the young girl took a palm full of sun oil and began to rub it into Sophia’s left breast. A warm feeling spread through the princess’ body as Gina now used both hands to massage her chest.
Wait, wait – am I getting aroused by this little girl? That can’t be right! She thought. Nonetheless, a familiar heat was pulsing between Sophia’s thighs.
Sophia’s nipples quickly became erect, and as the girl’s slim hands moved back and forth over them, Gina said, “I think you are enjoying this, Princess. Maria likes it too when I touch her this way.”
She does this to her sister? Sophia thought. Could that mean… no, it can’t be.
In spite of herself, she realized that this girl of twelve was indeed turning her on… and something told her that Gina just might feel the same way about her.
Finally, her curiosity grew too intense to resist. Sitting up to reveal her breasts, Sophia said, “Thanks, Gina. Would you like for me to do that for you?”
Yes,” said Gina, smiling sweetly, “I would like that very much, if you want to.”
Sophia did want to,. Reaching around Gina, she undid the bow which held up the girl’s bikini top. Gina’s young breasts were slight but flawless. They were a light tan in color, with dark nipples that were already visibly stiff.
Sophia moistened her palms with oil, then placed one hand upon each of the young girl’s breasts. The only sound to be heard was their slow breathing as the Belgian princess and the twelve-year-old Italian schoolgirl sat facing each other, looking into each other’s eyes, each with their lips slightly parted, each caressing the bare breasts of the other. By now they were both extremely aroused, but neither wanted to say or do anything that might break the spell that had ensnared them both.
Moistening her lips, Gina slowly leaned toward Sophia. Their mouths lightly brushed together, then the young girl’s lips parted.
Sophia couldn’t stop herself if she wanted to — she slipped her tongue into Gina’s mouth, and just like that, the princess and the preteen girl were kissing passionately.
Sophia’s heart was racing. She hadn’t had a lesbian experience with a girl this young since her first time at boarding school, when she was still a shy virgin. But it was obvious from Gina’s skilled fingers and her soft, sugary kisses that this child had indulged in lesbian love play before.
Suddenly there was the unmistakable sound of approaching footsteps. Quickly breaking her embrace with Gina, Sophia struggled back into her bikini top. Gina had been alarmed for a moment, but had immediately thrown her own top back on and got to her feet.
“I have to go,” said Gina, hurriedly putting on her shoes. “I’m not supposed to use the pool when guests are here.”
“Well,” began Sophia, slightly embarrassed now at how reckless she had been, “come and see me in my room if you want. We can keep each other company.”
This brought a huge smile to Gina’s face, and she winked at Sophia, then turned and quickly walked in the direction of her mother’s voice. Sophia stared at the young girl’s slim figure from behind as she left. The cheeks of Gina’s bottom were barely concealed by her bikini. Sophia pictured the girl naked, and imagined being able to explore that young, firm body at her leisure.
The pool was not quite private enough for Sophia to masturbate, so she lay back, closed her eyes and indulged in perverted thoughts while she sunbathed. In particular, she thought about the beautiful Maria having her breasts massaged by Gina. Did they do more together than that?
After an hour or so, Sophia returned to her suite. Fetching a vibrator out of her luggage, she stripped off and lay down on the bed, intending to relieve herself quickly and then take a shower. She plunged the toy into her dripping cunt and felt its tremors resonate through her body. While she fucked herself with the vibrator, she used her spare hand to rub her clitoris, and soon she felt an enormous climax approach.
At that moment, however, she heard the main door to her suite open and close, and somebody entering. In a panic, she grabbed a hotel bathrobe and stuck her head out the bedroom door.
There was Maria, doing her job as maid, with a trolley laden with bed linen.
“Good morning, Princess Sophia. How are you today? Shall I come back later? There was no sign on the door…”
“No, that’s fine,” said Sophia breathlessly. “Please, carry on.”
“Thank you. It’s a lovely day, isn’t it?” Maria started towards the bedroom, but Sophia blocked her path.
“Actually, leave the sheets,” said Sophia.
Maria looked past her, smiling as she spied the vibrator on the bed.
“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do for you, Princess Sophia?” Maria asked innocently in her heavily accented voice. Then she smiled knowingly at the Princess, and said: “I hear you meet my sister this morning.”
Sophia stared at the Italian maid, trying to work out exactly where this was going. The top button of her uniform was undone, and that glimpse of Maria’s tanned skin caught Sophia’s eye. She imagined undressing the young woman, running her fingers through the maid’s dark curly hair as their bare bodies pressed together.
“She is young, but already very pretty, no?” offered Maria.
“She is.”
“She likes you. She begged me to show her your room.”
“I… I told her she should come and see me.”
“You have already seen a lot of each other, I think.” Maria grinned mischievously.
“We were sunbathing.”
“She rub oil on you. I know where she touched. And you touch too. You kissed, I know that, too. Did she pleasure you?”
Sophia wanted Maria now, she was desperate to have her, but what she was saying about her own sister had the princess’ head spinning. Are they really lovers? she asked herself.
“I go now, but I will come back soon. With Gina.” With that, Maria took her trolley of sheets and left the room.
Sophia was desperate. She’d almost reached the point of dropping her robe and flinging herself at Maria. Now she was alone, unsure when the girl would return.
Wanting to be ready to receive her guests, Sophia showered, then put on a light teal cotton dress that came down to her knees and buttoned up the front.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Sophia opened it to find Gina, holding a bunch of flowers and grinning eagerly, Maria close behind, still in her maid’s uniform. Gina wore a skintight white mini-dress which would have been more suitable for a nightclub, accompanied by white high heel shoes and red lipstick.
Oh, my God, Sophia told herself, she’s so fucking sexy.
She quickly invited them in, and while Gina looked around inside, Sophia slipped the Do Not Disturb notice over the doorknob. Taking the flowers from Gina and sitting on the couch, she said: “These are beautiful. Thank you very much.”
Gina looked at Sophia with adoring eyes. “Not as beautiful as you.”
Maria stood behind her sister and smiled at Sophia. “I told you she likes you, Princess. You think my little sister is pretty?”
Sophia gazed at the young girl before her, as if Maria was presenting her as an offering. The dress was sophisticated, making Gina look more mature than she was. She was, in fact, utterly lovely. Her slim tanned legs were barely covered by the dress, and Sophia fought the urge to run a hand up the inside of Gina’s thigh. The contours of the girl’s slight breasts were showcased perfectly by the tightness of the garment, and the lustful look in her eyes stole Sophia’s breath away.
“I think you want to see more,” said Maria, and she reached down and took the hem of Gina’s dress in both hands, and with one swift movement, pulled it up and over the young girl’s head.
Sophia gasped. The 12-year-old now stood before her wearing only her shoes and a pair of white lace panties. Through the lace, Sophia could see a small triangle of dark pubes. Gina’s young breasts were bare, her stiff nipples begging to be kissed.
Gina could feel her sex grow hot and wet, well aware that she was having a similar effect on Sophia who, by then, was almost shaking with lust.
Maria now removed her uniform and let it drop to the floor. She stood beside her sister, revealing to Sophia a perfect body now clad in black stockings, suspenders, black lace knickers and matching bra. Maria’s golden tan clearly covered her whole body, a body that Sophia ached to know more intimately.
Maria ran her hands over the curves of her hips and up over her breasts. “Well?” she said. “Do you like?”
“You’re both incredible,” answered Sophia.
Taking Sophia’s hand, Gina got the princess to her feet, then she and Maria unbuttoned her dress, allowing it to slip from her shoulders. Sophia had worn nothing underneath, and now stood completely naked between the Italian sisters. Her face and chest were flushed pink, and her nipples stood firm and proud.
Gina stepped closer to the princess to place a hand on one of her breasts, while Maria began to fondle Sophia’s ass. Giving the twelve-year-old an adoring smile, Sophia bent down until her lips met Gina’s. The child moaned as her tongue entered Sophia’s mouth and they kissed like ardent lovers.
Maria ran a hand down the front of Sophia’s body from her breasts, over her belly and down to her vulva. As she ran her fingers through the Princess’ dark blonde pubes, Maria pressed her own body against Sophia’s and began planting small kisses on her shoulder.
Sophia broke her kiss with Gina to place an arm around the waist of each of the girls. Cuddling them close, Sophia slowly guided her new lovers towards the bedroom.
Once inside, Maria said, ”Lie down, Princess. We want to show you something.” Sophia obeyed, lying back with her head propped up on a pillow so she could watch the two nearly-naked beauties in front of her. She couldn’t resist parting her legs and slipping a finger between her labia.
Gina and Maria stood side by side at the foot of the bed. Gina had kicked off her shoes and now wore nothing but her skimpy knickers. Maria was sporting her own sexy black underwear. The sisters smiled at Sophia then, turning to face each other, embraced. Gina cradled her sister’s bottom with both hands while Maria clutched Gina’s shoulders, and their mouths slowly came together.
Sophia watched, her excitement mounting, as the two sisters kissed, their mouths wide open, tongues darting back and forth. Gina expertly unclipped her older sister’s bra, and they broke their kiss so Maria could slip it off, allowing her breasts to spill out. They were perfectly tanned, medium sized but very firm. Gina wasted no time taking the tip of one in her mouth.
As the young girl sucked on her nipple, Maria looked at Sophia and said in her sultry voice: “I think you would like some of this too, no?”
Sophia nodded, mesmerized by the incestuous lesbian playing out before her.
Gina raised her face from Maria’s breast and turned to face the princess. The young girl’s face was a picture of anticipation as her older sister stood behind, reaching round to hold her small breasts. Maria caressed the twelve-year-old’s chest as she nuzzled her ears and shoulders, then ran her hands down the front of Gina’s body to take hold of the waistband of the girl’s white knickers. She gently tugged them down, allowing Sophia to see the thatch of sparse dark curls that adorned Gina’s cunt. Maria removed her sister’s knickers completely, and Gina stepped forward to climb onto the bed.
The naked young girl crawled between Sophia’s legs, feasting her eyes on the Princess’ vulva. As she got within reach, Gina paused, looking up at Sophia’s face as if asking for permission.
Sophia nodded, silently imploring the girl to continue.
On hands and knees, Gina lowered her head to Sophia’s cunt and lightly kissed it, inhaling the musky scent of the woman’s desire. She planted a row of kisses up Sophia’s belly, over her navel and up to her chest, where Gina was faced with the princess’ large breasts.
From the first time since she’d seen them that morning, Gina had longed to do this. She held one of Sophia’s tits in each hand, taking the right nipple between her lips and teasing it with her tongue.
Sophia glanced up at Maria, who was now removing her own underthings. As Maria slid her knickers down over stocking clad thighs, Sophia admired the seventeen-year-old’s neatly trimmed bush.
Maria peeled off her stockings and, now completely naked, walked up alongside the bed. Leaning down, Maria offered her beautiful firm breasts to the princess to kiss. Sophia gladly did so, catching a dark nipple between her lips. Then Maria stood up and said something in Italian that Sophia didn’t catch.
Raising one leg, Maria placed a foot on the bedside table, exposing every bit of her cunt for Sophia to see. The princess stared hungrily at the pink glistening lips as the teen began to finger herself inches away from Sophia’s face.
Meanwhile, Gina had crawled back down to the bottom of the bed until her face was inches from Sophia’s cunt. As the princess watched the young girl’s mouth pressing into her bush, she parted her legs as wide as she could to allow Gina full access.
As the girl’s mouth and tongue made intimate contact with Sophia’s sex, the excitement became too much to bear. When Gina’s slippery tongue flicked between the princess’ pussy lips and into her vagina, a huge orgasm claimed her. Waves of pleasure swept through Sophie as she held the twelve-year-old’s face between her thighs. Her body jerked in ecstasy as Gina kept flicking her tongue around the princess’ vagina.
Maria looked down at Sophia and grinned. “She is good, yes? She knows how to love a woman with her mouth.”
Indeed, Gina did not let up for an instant in her worship of Sophia’s cunt. The young girl was licking up and down the parted slit, occasionally dropping lower to let the tip of her tongue tease the princess’ anus.
Maria withdrew her finger from her own cunt and held it under Sophia’s nose, letting the Princess sample her aroma. “You like some of this?”
Sophia nodded. Maria swung a leg over Sophia to straddle her chest, facing the foot of the bed so she could watch her little sister, still busy between the princess’ thighs. Sophia had an up-close view of Maria’s tanned ass and moist slit as the teen lowered them to her face.
Placing a hand on each of Maria’s lovely buttocks, she licked the girl’s cunt and asshole. Meanwhile, Gina’s tongue was snaking into her own anus. Sophia lapped at Maria’s holes, reveling in the strong, tart flavor.
Copious amounts of nectar began to flow from Maria’s slit and into Sophia’s mouth, the Italian teen moaning loudly as she approached climax. Sophia lapped up every drop.
Maria came noisily, and as her orgasm subsided she lifted herself off Sophia and lay down next to her.
“Thank you, thank you, Princess,” Maria whispered, as they held each other, letting their tongues intertwine.
Meanwhile, Sophia was nearing her second climax, thanks to young Gina lavishing attention on both her holes. Maria’s firm tits mashed into Sophia’s as they kissed, interrupted when the child’s tongue and fingers brought the princess to another shuddering finale.
Sophia turned from Maria and drew little Gina’s body on top of hers. Wrapping her long legs around the young girl’s waist, Sophia hugged the little girl’s slim naked form and showered kisses all over her face. “That was amazing, Gina,” Sophia enthused, “where did you ever learn to do that?”
“In my bed,” answered Maria. “I have taught my sister all I know of how to please a woman. We love each other more than anything, but we wish to share our lovemaking with you, beautiful princess.” Maria leaned close to give Sophia a hungry kiss. “I must go back to my duties, but my little sister, she will stay to keep you company.”
“I… I love you, Maria,” Sophia whispered. “Will I see you again?”
Maria smiled. “If you want me, Princess Sophia,” she murmured. “And I love you too.” She stood, and Sophia watched Maria quickly dress, then slip from the room.
As the door gently closed, Sophia and Gina gazed into each other’s eyes. Gina’s lipstick was gone, replaced by a wet sheen of love honey that coated the lower half of her face.
Gina smiled at the princess. “I love you, Princess Sophia,” she said tenderly.
“I love you too, Gina,” the Princess whispered. “And now, I’m going to show you how much.”
Rolling the young girl onto her back, Sophia sat astride Gina’s waist, feasting her eyes on the young girl. Lying flat with arms outstretched, Gina’s small breasts were all but nonexistent. The puffy nipples were still swollen and erect, and Sophia knew they would be sensitive.
Gently taking each nipple between finger and thumb, the princess rubbed them lovingly, sending tiny jolts of pleasure through Gina’s body. Sophia studied the young girl’s reaction as she continued to stimulate the tips of her budding breasts.
Sophia leaned down to kiss Gina on the forehead, then the mouth. Gina’s lips parted to allow Sophia’s tongue to explore, and as they kissed, Sophia ran her hands down the twelve-year-old’s body. It was firm and smooth, sheer perfection. The princess kissed the girl’s neck and chest, sliding down the bed as her lips claimed each of Gina’s nipples in turn. She ran her tongue over each breast, then continued downward until her face was inches from Gina’s lightly-downed cunt.
Spreading Gina’s legs, Sophia studied the private area between. As the pubic hair was short and sparse, the pink mound and swollen labia were fully visible. Sophia savored the moment as she slowly touched her lips to the delicate flesh, her very soul overtaken by desire. She slid her tongue between Gina’s cunt lips, then thrust it as deeply as she could into the tight vagina.
Gina moaned with pleasure, encouraging the princess to continue. Sophia eagerly lapped at the girl, closing her eyes and filling her soul with the smell, taste and heat of young cunt.
As Gina’s excitement began to mount, Sophia paused, raising her head lightly so she could flick her tongue over the girl’s clitoris. While she did this, she let her right hand glide up to Gina’s anus, already moist with juice that had dribbled down into the child’s crack. As she lightly licked Gina’s most sensitive spot, Sophia eased her index finger into the girl’s rectum.
After she’d anally penetrated Gina’s rectum five or six times, the gasping girl was begging to be allowed to come.
But Sophia had other ideas. Getting up from the bed, she retrieved the vibrator she’d been using earlier. When she placed it against the twelve-year-old’s cunt and flicked the switch to start it buzzing, Gina looked down in mixed fear and excitement. “It won’t fit, I’ve never…” she tried to explain.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle, and you’re so wet it’ll be easy,” reassured the princess.
Gina was wet, soaking in fact, and the tip of the vibrator easily slid inside her vagina, where it sent throbbing sensations straight through her slender frame. The child’s body grew taut, and she started to whimper like her sister had.
Sophia slowly worked the vibrator into Gina’s wet opening, and although it was tight, the toy entered with surprisingly little effort. Once it was fully inserted, Sophia began to gently slide it in and out.
Gina’s eyes opened wide, and a gasp escaped her lips. A few strokes later, and the girl began to climax, a loud moan confirming to Sophia that she had taken Gina all the way.
Dropping the vibrator on the floor, Sophia lay down next to Gina and took the girl in her arms. They kissed each other tenderly, and within a short time, both fully satisfied, they fell asleep.