Filled!

by Lexi Hots

  That’s when she met Phillip. A cocky, arrogant boy who kept pinching her bottom and whispering crude things into her ear all night. When he danced with her he held her too tightly and he pursued her the entire night even though she kept fobbing him off.

  Finally, at the end of the night, she’d had enough of him and so she’d taken him into an empty room and kissed him. She thought that perhaps this would shut him up but instead it just made him want her even more. Then to both his and her surprise she decided that she wanted more too.

  She was curious about what sex was all about and she decided that she might as well prepare herself for the day she actually falls in love. The whole thing was highly unromantic as she merely hitched up her dress and pulled down his trousers. She was sitting on a desk as they were in some sort of classroom and he stayed standing and pulled himself into her. At first it hurt but then it started to feel good and by the look in his eyes it was obviously his first time too. He thrust against her and the whole thing was over far too soon.

  Instead of putting her off that whole event had made her even more curious about the world of sex but she hadn’t had the opportunity to explore it further with another man. She had taken matters into her own hands, of course, but that wasn’t the same.

  Now, here she was, with two incredibly good looking men and she had a feeling she was about to discover more than she ever thought possible. She decided then and there to give herself up to the opportunity and allow the even to progress in whatever way the kings wanted. She looked up at Patrick and then glanced furtively at Albert, “I’m always ready for some fun,” she answered.

  Patrick was grinning at her. Albert came up quietly, kissed her gently and quickly on the mouth and whispered, “I’ll be back soon.” Then as he walked away Patrick stood in front of her, the smile never leaving his face.

  “Oh Caroline, Caroline – I’m so happy you are here.” Then he kissed her, gently at first, and then harder and harder, his rough stubble grating against her skin. She felt the excitement build up in side of her and she realized that she had never felt this way before and never wanted a man so badly. “Is this your first time?” he asked her and she shook her head, “My second,” she whispered back. He smiled,

  “That’s good. And did you like it?” She looked down a bit and blushed, “It was okay,” she replied. “Well my beautiful Caroline, I’m going to make sure you have a different answer to that after this night. Tonight, you’re going to love it.”

  Then he turned her over and expertly undid the laces of her dress, slowly and deliberately, losing all the ribbons until the dress slid softly down to the floor. Because of the nature of the dress she wasn’t able to wear any under garments and so when the dress slid down she stood before him completely naked. It was the first time she had ever been naked in front of a man before. Her first instinct was to try cover herself but Patrick pushed her arms down and looked at her up and down.

  Her skin was porcelain white and her nipples were a dark pink. They were also standing erect and Patrick reached over to touch them, squeezing each one. She thought they were going to kiss again and she leaned forward in expectation but instead he took her hand and lead her out the room. They walked a bit until they reached another room and as he opened the door she stood back in surprise.

  The room was adorned with strange objects and a big lavish bed lay in the middle. She was about to say something but then Albert walked in. He was completely naked and holding what looked to be some sort of whip. His penis was hard and erect, something she had never seen up close before and she gasped out loud, unable to take her eyes away. He smiled at her as he took in her naked body, obviously happy with what he was seeing. Then he told Patrick to sit on the chair in the far corner of the room. It was a big chair and lay low without an arm rest. Patrick sat down. He was still fully clothed and the contrast between the two of them was striking and surprising.

  As he sat down Caroline felt Albert lead her towards the chair and he placed her so that she was lying down over Patrick. He bent down and tied her feet together with a soft pink cloth and then did the same with her hands. Then he moved her further forward so that her head was down onto the couch and her ass was in the air, on his lap. Caroline was too taken aback to say anything or do anything, she simply lay there trembling.

  Slightly frightened while highly excited at the same time. It was a weird sensation. She felt hands over her body, feeling her everywhere and she groaned at the sensation. Then suddenly, as soon as she started enjoying the feeling of hands on her body she felt the whip go down onto her bottom in a loud bang and she cried out in pain. Patrick put a hand over her mouth to quieten her and she watched as Albert put the whip down and then continued to slap her with her hand.

  She counted as he did it and after ten slaps in total he bent down and kissed her where it hurt. The kissing was soft and gentle and even though she ached from the pain she also ached from the enjoyment. Then Albert picked her up and took her to the bed, where he lay on top of her and kissed her.

  He whispered to her, “Oh Caroline, you were a bad girl. A bad girl. Will you be a good girl now?” She nodded, still unable to talk, groaning instead as he kissed her on the mouth and allowed his tongue to explore hers. Then he stood up and came to the edge of the bed where he tied her feet to the edge and then came to the top of the bed and did the same with her hands. Whatever happened now was completely up to him.

  She had no control over the situation and was wholly at his mercy. Something about that thrilled Caroline. The idea of totally letting go and giving yourself into someone else was far more exciting than she had thought possible. Starting from her toes he sucked on each one gently before slowly moving his way up to her calves, her knees, her inner thighs, until eventually he was back at her breasts again, kissing, sucking, nibbling and then ending off at her mouth. Caroline shivered even though the room was warm, she wanted to scream out in frustration while at the same time she never wanted this to end.

  Then, Albert walked away and she watched as he walked towards Patrick and kissed him desperately. Her eyes widened as she watched these two men kissing with more passion than she had ever seen before. It was one of the most incredible things she had ever seen and she didn’t want them to stop.

  Then Patrick pulled away, took off his clothes and came towards Caroline, who was still tied to the bed. As Caroline had suspected, Patrick was not as gentle as Albert and she was grateful as he didn’t even hesitate around her. Instead he moved on top of her and entered her, rocking over her while she gasped at the sensation.

  She had never felt anything so exhilarating and arched her head back and thrust her pelvis forward to enjoy it even more. She was still tied up and she allowed Patrick to completely consume her. She came hard and fast and cried out with joy. Patrick came up and kissed her gently on the mouth, while her body shook from the aftermath of what it had just experienced.

  Then, Albert came over, he untied her feet and her arms and then sat on the bed with the two of them. Then he kissed Patrick right in front of her, and while kissing him he moved his hand towards her, touching her softly. She couldn’t believe that she was getting excited again after what had just happened. She didn’t think her body would be able to withstand anymore and yet the more he touched her, the more she wanted. He stopped kissing Patrick and then moved into her, his body easily gliding inside her. He bent down and kissed her and then the two of them slowly made love. This time it was softer and gentler than before. All the while Patrick sat beside them, holding her hands and touching her breasts. She squeezed Patrick’s hand as she came again.

  After that Albert pulled the covers over her and both him and Patrick crawled into bed with her. In just a matter of seconds the three of them had fallen asleep together.

  ***

  When Caroline woke up the next morning she was alone in bed but next to her was her bag, a big towel and a note that said – Good morning beautiful, the bathroom is through the door to your right
, please join us downstairs when you are ready.

  She went to the bathroom, showered and changed and then made her way downstairs, feeling nervous at the thought of seeing them again. She couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened last night and her body still ached from their touch. She knew instantly that she wanted more. She felt like a whole new person. A better person. More free than ever before. Patrick and Albert were sitting in the dining room, dressed in their best clothes and there was a beautiful breakfast feast laid out in front of them.

  It looked like they had not touched a thing, and they had probably been waiting for her to join them. She hoped she hadn’t kept them waiting long but neither of them seemed if they were in any rush whatsoever. She wondered what kings did with their day. As she walked in they both got up, each one kissing her gently on the cheek (although Patrick also kissed her on the mouth) and then offered a chair.

  Without any mention of the night before they spoke about trivial matters and enjoyed the delicious food. Then, when it was time for the carriage to collect her, she got up and bowed her thanks to them both for the wonderful evening, blushing as she spoke. She got into the carriage and waved goodbye, wondering what was going to happen next, and as she left she caught Patrick’s eyes who simply winked at her. She giggled to herself. What an experience!

  When she got home her parents were gushing with pride and couldn’t wait to hear how the evening had gone. It’s not often your daughter gets sent for an evening with the kings and they wanted to hear everything. Of course, she couldn’t tell them what had really happened, and so she told them about the food, the easy conversation and the dancing.

  She told them all about the castle and the servants and about the breakfast she had enjoyed that morning. They asked her if she liked them and she admitted that she did indeed but that she wasn’t sure which one she liked more. “Well,” her mom had said in reply, “I guess you’ll just have to see which one likes you then.” Which made her wonder the same. Just because she liked them both didn’t mean that they both liked her. Although, after what happened last night, she was quite certain that they both probably did.

  As the weeks went by she was sent to see the Kings a few more times. Sometimes only Albert would be there, sometimes it would just be Patrick, and often it would be the two of them. Each time she would be wined and dined and then the night would end in glorious ecstasy.

  She almost wished that she could live out the rest of her life this way, with two handsome men constantly at her side. She knew that eventually one of them was going to ask her to be his wife and she wondered each time who it would be. And if so, would she still be able to have relations with the other.

  She didn’t dare ask and continued to just enjoy her time with them, allowing each of them to take her body as often as they liked. One night Patrick even asked her to be the one in control. It was on one of the evenings where Albert wasn’t around and she had been enjoying a one on one with Patrick, who as it turned out was actually quite a sweetheart deep down. The more she spent time with him the more she became aware of his vulnerabilities and his softer side.

  Taking control had been quite daunting at first and she had no idea what to do, but after she saw how excited Patrick was getting she became more confident. Every time he tried to speak she would tell him to keep quiet and she enjoyed the feeling of dominance that came over her. The role reversal had been quite a change and she was glad that she was allowed the opportunity to experience both sides. Both provided her with a different but equally interesting type of pleasure. For that evening she had made him her slave and made him do things to her that she wouldn’t never had dared to ask before. She had enjoyed the fact that he had asked her to do this. As a woman of very high confidence and very strong convictions it was good to see that there were men out there who were willing to give her the reigns every now and again. That sense of equality between them made her like them even more.

  Then, the two kings were sent away to take care of business and she was left alone. The business was quite urgent and they needed to go at once, taking a few of their men along with them. They promised her that they would be back in a few weeks, with both of them saying how much they would miss her. She hadn’t known them for all that long but sometimes it felt as if she had known them forever. She knew that she would miss them too and longed for the weeks to go by quickly.

  She had gotten word that the two of them would be making a decision soon and she knew that her time as a single woman was almost up. She was both saddened and excited by this prospect. It was going to be hard for her to give one of them up but she was happy that she was at least going to be marrying someone she cared deeply for.

  Over the last few weeks she had gotten exceptionally close to both of them and her feelings had deepened to something that resembled love. Love and lust, she mused, who knew I would be experiencing both and who knew that I would have two men after me. While the kings were away she had a lot of time to think and contemplate her future.

  Her parents were excited that both kings would be fighting over her and they had started treating her with incredible kindness, as if suddenly she was a fragile doll that could easily be broken. They walked on eggshells around her, desperate for her to finally marry into such a well-known and wealthy family. She had urged them not to tell anyone until it was final but they couldn’t help but tell their friends about their daughter and the kings. They were simply too proud.

  While they were gone Caroline fell ill and with each passing day she experienced strange bouts of nausea, often followed by vomiting, and an extreme desire to sleep. She was put to bed and monitored as often as possible. One day she’d feel fine, and the next she’d feel sick, and some of the foods that she enjoyed suddenly smelled awful to her.

  Finally, her mom called the nurse and asked her to check on Caroline to make sure she was okay. There had been a lot of illness in the area lately and they assumed that Caroline had simply caught one of the bugs, but they wanted to make sure. Now that she was betrothed to the kings they couldn’t take a chance of her staying sick for too long. The nurse came in, examined Caroline and then said,

  “Caroline, my dear, I think you might be pregnant. Is that a possibility?” Caroline’s eyes widened in shock but then she nodded in reply. They did the test and it was confirmed that she was indeed pregnant. Both her mother and father were ecstatic, until the nurse said, “So who’s the lucky man?” and Caroline had bowed her head in shame and answered, “I’m not sure.” After that, they went silent.

  And so, she waited for the kings to return, worried about their response and continuing to feel good on some days and ill on others. It was a rollercoaster of emotions as she thought about the predicament she had gotten herself into. She had never expected to find someone that she would want to marry let alone have their child. How funny life can be.

  Finally, a few weeks after they had left, the kings returned as promised and she was sent to go see them. The whole way in the carriage she felt sick, but more from the idea of telling them what had happened them from actual nausea itself. When she arrived the two kings came out to meet her, both rushing forward to kiss her, but they stopped when they saw the look on her face. She went inside with them and then sat down, her face drained of all color.

  “What’s wrong?” they both asked at once and she had burst into tears, not quite sure how to tell them. Finally, after she had managed to calm down she said, “Albert, Patrick. I’m pregnant. Also, I haven’t been with anyone else except the two of you. I am not sure yet who the baby belongs to but there is no doubt that it is either one of you.”

  She expected tears, she expected arguments and perhaps some shouting. She had even expected them to kick her out and tell her to never come back. But instead what she got was hugs, kisses and congratulations. She was welcomed into the family so easily that it took her surprise. She was told not to worry, to relax and to keep calm. They told her that they loved her and that they would make it work no m
atter what happened. But as she sat there, looking from the one to the other, both faces as handsome as the next, she wondered who the baby belonged to.

  She wondered, in fact, who she belonged to. She wondered if the other one would find a wife so easily and if she would get along with her. Would that lady be upset that Caroline had been with her man? Or would she want to join them to create a foursome? Her body tingled at the thought. But as she looked again at their faces she realized that she didn’t actually mind at all what happened as long as she could be with one of them. She touched her stomach, and smiled. Just a few weeks ago I was unhappy and upset with the world. Now not only am I in love with two beautiful men, but a little prince lives inside me, she thought to herself, oh how great life can be when you allow it to be.

  Caroline had stopped crying. She looked at the two kings and knew that her adventure with them had only just begun.

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