His Royal Secret

by C. T. Sloan

  I freeze for a moment. This could get me fired. Then again, the manager told me that I should never reject anything the Prince requests.

  I look at Rob and tell him, “I’m just fulfilling a request from the Prince.” I nervously walk on over to the elevators and get inside.

  I take the elevator to the Penthouse floor. The doors open and I am met by several members of the Prince’s security detail. They seem well aware that I was coming up to see the Prince. They nod as I walk down the hall to the Presidential Suite.

  I nervously knock on the door. After a few seconds, the door opens. I am shocked to see that the Prince himself has opened the door.

  “Good evening, Your Highness.”

  “Hi Amy. Welcome inside.”

  I walk into the suite and instantly feel at ease. And why not, I am technically off duty. Of course, I am still at my place of employment so things still are a little awkward. The Prince welcomes me out to the balcony where a candlelit table awaits.

  “May I get you something to drink?” the Prince asks me.

  “Your Highness. I should be the one offering you a drink.”

  “Nonsense. You are no longer on duty. You are my guest,” Prince Julian insists. This is so weird. The Prince is standing there awaiting my orders.

  “I would love to have what you are drinking,” I say.

  “Great choice. I am having a fine bottle of Domaine de la Romanée Conti Montrachet 2008,” the Prince informs me as he pours me a glass. I have no idea what kind of wine this is but I am sure it costs more than my car.

  We sit down at the table and raise our wine glasses. “To a fine evening in Los Angeles. And new encounters,” the Prince says as we clink our glasses. As I sip on the wine, I look at this hunky Prince. He doesn’t seem at all like the Playboy Royal moniker given to him by the press. In a strange way, he seems more like a homebody than a party animal.

  “So how was your day today?” the Prince asks me.

  “It was fun. I really enjoyed meeting you and serving to your needs.”

  “I hope I am not too demanding.”

  “Not at all, Prince Julian.”

  “So you didn’t mind the rubdown by the pool?”

  I have another drink of this extravagant white wine. “That was the best part of my day!” I say. Oh fuck. I think the wine is starting to do the talking for me!

  The Prince begins to laugh. He stands up and starts to walk behind me. “The least I could do is return the favor,” Prince Julian says as he begins to put his hands on my shoulder. I can feel the royal hottie’s hands on my body. I instantly begin to melt. He slowly rubs my neck. I finish off the wine and recline as Prince Julian works his magic on my neck and my shoulders.

  I feel the Prince work his hands down my back. He brings those strong hands around to my side. I start to breathe heavily. Oh my God. I don’t know where this is headed. I moan slightly as I feel those fingers run up my side.

  Prince Julian’s hands begin to brush on the side of my breast. My chest begins to heave. I can feel my face turning red. “Are you okay, Amy?”

  “Yes, Prince Julian.”

  The Prince starts to slowly run his hands over my breasts. He rubs my nipples. My mouth opens but I can’t even say a word. The Prince takes his hands and runs them into my blouse. He starts to fondle me. I rub his arms as he plays with my body.

  I stand up and lean against Prince Julian’s strong body. He continues to run his hands all over my body. I unbutton my blouse and drop it to the floor. The Prince takes his fingers and runs them along the edge of my bra.

  The Prince unhooks my bra and drops it to the ground. I feel the crisp air against my flesh. Prince Julian’s hands cup my breasts as he kisses me on the neck. He slowly bites my ear and whispers, “I have wanted to do this since I was with you at the pool.”

  “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you,” I respond.

  I turn around and grab the Prince by the side of his face. I kiss him. His lips are full and thick. He runs his hands down to my ass and gives it a nice squeeze.

  I quickly unbutton Prince Julian’s shirt and begin to kiss his chest.

  We grab and wrestle each other’s clothes off until we are down to our underwear. The Prince drops to his knees and slowly drops my panties. He begins to kiss me down there. Oh fuck! I can feel his tongue run between my legs.

  My knees begin to get weak. I try to find something to grab. I bend over as the Prince continues to work his magic with that royal tongue. “Oh fuck!” I moan loudly. The Prince runs his tongue up my body. He begins to lick and suck on my breasts. I run my fingers through his hair.

  The Prince lifts me up and carries me to his bedroom. I place my arms around his neck and begin to kiss his beautiful face. This feels so perfect. I’ve never had a guy carry me to bed. This needs to happen to me more often.

  Prince Julian places me on the softest California King Size bed I have ever felt. He places me on my stomach and spanks my ass. Then he starts to spank me harder and harder. “I love your round little rump.”

  “Thank you, Prince Julian.”

  “Lift your backside up for me.”

  “Of course, your highness.”

  I place my ass high into the air. I feel Prince Julian running his hands all over my backside. He digs his fingernails into my ass. Then I feel him kiss my butt. Oh my, the Prince is apparently an assman!

  “That feel so good,” I moan as Prince Julian begins to run his tongue against my butt. I hear him pull down his underwear. Then I feel him slap his cock against my ass. Oh my, I want to see that Royal dick!

  I look back and see Prince Julian in all of his nude glory. His cock is nice and thick. I reach out and grab that dick and begin to stroke it. This is so surreal. I can’t believe I am jerking off the Prince of Mondorra.

  The Prince begins to rub my pussy while I play with his cock. Even though the Prince is the most powerful man I have ever been with, he is most gentle and the most giving. This guy should give classes on how to satisfy a girl.

  I turn my body around and face Prince Julian’s hard cock. I just look at it. That is a beautiful dick. I kiss the tip of that dick. Then I begin to run my tongue up and down the shaft. Prince Julian moans slightly. I’m liking that response.

  I open wide and begin to slide that nice, thick dick into my mouth. The Prince moans as he grabs my head. I start to give this head of state the best blowjob I can possibly give a man. I put my entire body into it.

  Prince Julian is getting off so hard that he falls backward on the bed. I attack his dick like a lion pouncing on an antelope on the Serengeti.

  “Oh fuck!” Prince Julian moans.

  I don’t stop. I just keep on going and going.

  “Suck my dick! Suck my fucking dick!” the Prince begs. I go all the way down and deep-throat that man’s cock until he screams for mercy. Then I slowly slide myself off of him and look into his eyes.

  For the first time, I am in control and I love it. My domination doesn’t last for long. The Prince grabs me and puts me onto my back. He gets on top of me. I feel his hard dick slowly slide inside of my body.

  I moan as the Prince goes deep. He begins to slowly fuck me. I run my hands all over his perfect body. Then I start spending lots of time grabbing that Royal ass. Prince Julian thrusts himself into me like an animal.

  I take every inch of that dick, just enjoying the perfect ride. The Prince turns me over and makes me get into the doggy-style position. I happily oblige as the royal starts to ram me from behind. I slam my head down on a pillow as I feel that dick inside of me.

  Just when I am about to hit my climax, the Prince pulls out and drags me off of the bed. It looks like he wants to play a little rough. I like that. We walk over to the living room. I grab his cock and jerk it off while we make our way to the next destination.

  The Prince bends me over the sofa and continues to fuck me. I feel him pull on my hair and spank my ass. I moan. I scream. I feel the heat of our bodies rise as t
he fucking intensifies. The Prince pushes his cock all the way inside of me and holds it there for a moment. He reaches around, grabs my breasts and kisses my neck. Fuck. I am so ready to cum right now!

  Prince Julian pushes me completely over the sofa and rails me at full speed. Oh fuck! “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I scream. The Prince spanks my ass and yells as he reaches orgasm. We climax together. And then we collapse onto the sofa.

  The Prince runs his hands all over my shaking body. My lower lip is quivering. I can’t even see straight. We look at each other and kiss. Then we just lie there in silence. No words need to be said. Everything is just perfect.

  After a few minutes of cuddling on the sofa, we make our way to the opulent master bathroom suite. The Prince turns on the jacuzzi tub. I stare at his incredible ass as the water fills up the tub.

  When we get inside the jacuzzi, the Prince starts to run his hands all over my body. I do the same. I straddle the Prince. His cock rubs up against my pussy. We kiss and lick each other as the dry humping begins.

  I feel the Prince’s mouth on my breast. We maintain this position for a nice long while. I can’t even tell how much time has gone by. The Royal hunk just can’t seem to get enough. And I want to please the Prince to his heart’s desire.

  “Where is my phone?” the Prince asks as he steps out of the jacuzzi. I turn around and stare at his cute ass just dripping in water. This is so much fun! I climb out and follow the Prince into the bedroom. He picks up the phone and says to the person on the other side of the line, “I would like you to bring up a bottle of your finest white wine.”

  Oh fuck! He’s calling for room service. If someone from the hotel comes up here, they could see me. I just realize that the Prince and myself are naked. I wait until Prince Julian hangs up. Then I nervously say, “Your Highness. I have to hide when room service arrives.”

  The Prince looks at me oddly and then he smiles. “Oh yes, that would be awkward. Well, you could just remain in the bedroom while I answer the door at the entryway.”

  “Thank you, Your Highness.”

  “Really, you could call me Prince Julian,” the royal insists.

  “Thanks, Prince Julian.”

  We lie in bed and touch each other’s bodies as we wait for the wine to come. When there is a knock at the front door, I nervously hop out of the bed and begin to run into the closet. Prince Julian laughs and says, “Trust me. You’ll be fine in the bedroom with the door closed.”

  The Prince puts on a robe and leaves the bedroom. I nervously put on a robe and stand next to the closed door. Boy, this is so awkward and strange and wonderful. I am not only fucking the Prince of Mondorra, I am doing it at my place of employment. Wow! How the fuck am I going to kept this from the rest of the employees?

  The Prince enters the bedroom with a bottle of white wine, a bucket of ice and a couple of glasses. He suggests that we enjoy our drinks out on the balcony. Who am I to disagree?

  At first, we enjoy our wine in separate chairs. It’s not too long before I snuggle into Prince Julian’s arms as we continue to get a nice wine buzz going. The Prince reaches into my robe and begins to play with my breasts. I slowly take my hand and push it down between Prince Julian’s legs.

  Within seconds, the robes come off. We start to make-out on the balcony. The Prince begins to rub me between the legs. I kiss his neck and licks his nipples. We are beyond horny. The Prince and I have turned into full-fledged sex animals!

  “I need to fuck you again,” the Prince says as he bends me over the balcony railing. I feel him enter me from behind. He begins to fuck me nice and hard. I look out over the palm trees of the Beverly Wilshire Hotel. Above me a full moon lights up the balcony. I wonder if anyone can see me? At this point, I couldn’t care less!

  “Yeah! Yeah!” I moan as the Prince makes me cum for the second time in under an hour. We fall to the balcony floor. Sweat covers our bodies as we giggle and kiss. For the first time, I see the Prince as an equal. We both share the same title - lovers. The Prince and I lie on our backs and stare at the moon.

  “This is comfortable,” the Prince says.

  “I like looking at the sky at night.”

  “I think I will fall asleep right here.”

  I laugh. “You have the most opulent suite in the entire city and you would prefer to sleep on the balcony?”

  “Why not?” Prince Julian says. “I think I may move my bed to the balcony when I return to my Palace.”

  Prince Julian and myself enjoy the hazy Southern California evening. Prince Julian’s promise to sleep under the stars doesn’t last however.

  “I think I’m going to go to bed. I prefer a fine mattress to a balcony floor,” the Prince says. Now, this is the awkward part. Do I stay with him? Should I leave? I would love nothing more than to spend more time with the Prince. However, I don’t know how to handle this situation.

  I lie on my back for a few minutes. Then I hear the Prince call out, “Amy, I think you’ll enjoy the bed more than that balcony floor.” Yippee! I’m coming to bed with the Prince! I hop onto my feet and skip over to the bedroom. The Prince is watching “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills” on cable. Of course, that also happens to be my favorite show. The Prince and I have so much in common.

  “This is one of the reasons I don’t like to go out on the town anymore,” the Prince remarks as we watch the spoiled housewives complain about their housekeepers. “The women in this town are beautiful and sexy. But underneath that beauty is not much else.” The Prince watches the reality show for a few more minutes. When a commercial comes on the air, he begins to run his hands between my legs. Oh wow. That feels so nice. I spread my legs for Prince Julian. He rubs me just the right away. I grab the bedsheets and arch my back. That just makes the Prince rub me faster and faster.

  “Oh fuck!” I moan as I cum yet again. My body completely collapses. The Prince licks my breast. I rub his perfect ass. Our bodies begin to wind down as we slowly fall to sleep. As my eyes shut, I smile. This day could not possibly end any better.

  ***

  I wake up to the sounds of birds chirping through the open balcony double doors. This is most certainly a step-up from waking up to the sounds of homeless people screaming outside of my apartment.

  For a moment, I forget where I am lying. I look to my side and see the back of a very attractive man. The Prince! Oh my God. I had sex with Prince Julian last night. The most perfect night of my life.

  I look at the tan back of Prince Julian. I reach out and touch his skin. His touch of soft. His body is sculpted and perfect. I gently run my fingers across his back. Then I pull up the sheets and catch a view of that perfect ass. I am a lucky girl.

  Prince Julian begins to shift slightly. I nervously pull my hand back. The Prince turns over and faces me. He opens his eyes. For a moment, he looks at me like a stranger. I get really fucking nervous. Is he wondering why I am still here?

  After a few seconds, the Prince cracks a smile. He looks down at my breasts and moves his body closer to me. Oh yes, he remembers. We kiss. I feel his hands run down my side. He grabs my ass and spanks it.

  I run my hands down the Prince. I feel him beginning to get aroused. Oh fuck. He is getting really hard really fast. The Prince gets on top of me. He leans down and runs his tongue all over my breasts. Then I feel him enter me. Oh yeah.

  Prince Julian drives my body right into the mattress. This man is certainly an “early riser.” I pull my legs back and feel the Prince go deep into me body. We turn over. I sit up and start to ride my Royal stud.

  The Prince’s face begins to turn red. I take every advantage of my position and start to ride that dick for all it’s worth. The Prince grabs my hips and proceeds to pump me at full speed. We moan. We scream. We cum.

  I fall on top of the Prince. All I can hear is our heavy breathing and out hearts beating. “Good morning, Prince,” I say softly as I give him a kiss.

  “Good morning to you, Amy,” Prince Julian tells me as he grab
s my ass.

  We enjoy each other’s bodies with some gentle kissing and mischievous licking and sucking.

  As I fuck around in bed, something begins to nag at me. What could it be? I little voice inside my head is screaming, “You have to get out of the bed. You have to move. Now!” I look outside and notice that the sun is high up in the sky. What time is it? Oh fuck! It must be close to 11:00.

  I lean over and look at the clock. It’s 2:45 p.m.! What the fuck? How long have we been asleep?! Now, everything comes back to me. We didn’t finish messing around until about 5:30 in the morning. We probably fell asleep around 6:00.

  Now I have 15 minutes to get to work. Of course, all I have to do is get dressed and go downstairs. However, my body is in such a panic that I hop over to the bathroom and quickly jump into the shower.