Princess and the Eggplant

Although she was supposed to be focusing on the book in her hands, Alexandra couldn't help but watch the beautiful young woman flitting around the room. To call her beautiful was inadequate, but Alexandra didn't have an adjective that would have been strong enough for the young woman. She had golden blonde hair that was braided in a crown around her oval face. Little wispy curls had come loose to frame high cheekbones and give the young woman a look of softness. The rosy cheeks, dewy skin, and bright blue eyes created a look of angelic innocence that Alexandra knew was a match for the young woman's sweet demeanor. Even the way the young woman carried herself seemed ethereal, as if she floated through the room instead of walked.

Where her face was all angel, her body was pure sin. Although the dress she wore was modest, as was befitting for a lady's maid, it accentuated every luscious curve of her perfect figure. The bit of lace adorning the high neckline emphasized a long delicate neck and the gray fabric did little to hide the generous swell of her breasts. The bodice hugged her torso like a glove, nipping in at the young woman's tiny waist which had been accentuated by a blue ribbon that matched the angel's eyes. From there, the skirt flared out over curvy hips and fell to the floor to swish and sway against the young woman's legs with every step.

"Do you need something, my lady?" the angel asked, catching Alexandra looking.

"No Diana," Alexandra answered, looking back at her forgotten book. "Thank you, though."

Alexandra's admiration for the young woman had become almost unbearably painful. She had been in love with Diana since the first time she had laid eyes on her at 8 years old. Alexandra's mother, the queen, had hired Diana's mom to be her lady's maid 10 years ago after Diana's father had died. Diana's father had been a merchant who had a modest estate on the edge of town. Diana, who was 13 at the time, had seemed so elegant and refined to the young Alexandra. That fascination had continued over the past decade, worsening a year ago when the Queen had hired Diana as a lady's maid for Alexandra.

It had been getting harder and harder lately for Alexandra to keep her feelings hidden. She wanted to take Diana in her arms and kiss her until they were both breathless. Alexandra had fantasized about taking the young woman to her bed more times than she could count. Simply being in the same room as her made Alexandra's heart ache. She had to make a conscious effort to focus on anything besides the beautiful angel, and as moments ago had just proven, Alexandra was worried she was failing.

The idea of someone else figuring out how much she desired the angel terrified Alexandra. If people were to discover their princess was yearning for her lady's maid, she feared it would damage her reputation. And no matter how badly she wanted it, Alexandra would never be able to have Diana. Alexandra was a princess and her parents' only child, making her heir to the kingdom. Someday, she would take the throne and need to produce an heir of her own. Her father's council had already begun discussing potential political matches now that she was 18, though nothing concrete would be settled until her 22nd birthday.

Alexandra was content with that future for herself. She could continue to admire her angel without it changing anything. So long as Alexandra could keep herself under control.

"What do you think of the burgundy dress for tomorrow?" Diana asked, interrupting Alexandra's private reverie. "The color always makes your cheeks a lovely shade of pink and it goes nicely with your hair."

Alexandra was a lovely girl in her own right. She had thick chestnut hair that fell to her waist in silky waves and rich, chocolatey brown eyes. Her porcelain skin was enhanced by rosy cheeks and a heart shaped face. Though not as well-endowed as Diana, Alexandra's breasts were large enough to fill out her gowns nicely and give her a hint of cleavage whenever she wore a daring enough neckline. Her waist was trim, and her hips curved just enough to give her a womanly shape, albeit a lithe one.

"Yes, that sounds good," Alexandra agreed, watching as Diana pulled the dress out of her wardrobe to have it pressed for tomorrow morning.

"That's the last of my tasks," Diana announced, turning back towards Alexandra. "Is there anything else I can do for you before heading home?"

"No, thank you Diana. I'm just going to finish my chapter then turn in for the night," Alexandra answered.

Diana nodded, moving towards the door. "See you tomorrow, my lady."

"Goodnight," Alexandra said quietly, watching Diana leave.

Closing her book, Alexandra collapsed back on her bed with a sigh. Why did Diana have to be so lovely? With those wispy blonde curls and hypnotic blue eyes and those pink petal lips. A shiver ran down Alexandra's spine at the thought of kissing Diana's mouth. It was as if everything inside of her had instantly liquefied and been replaced with molten lava. Every cell in her body screamed to find out what it would feel like to have those full pink lips pressed against her own. What it would be like for Diana to part them and welcome Alexandra's tongue inside. Just thinking about having those lips on hers sent butterflies dancing in her stomach. The feelings intensified with every thought of it until she felt dizzy.

With shaking fingers, Alexandra drifted her hand across her body. Sliding it between her thighs, she felt the warm wetness spread across her fingertips. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, she quickly tugged off all her clothing and returned to her sprawl on her bed. Her fingers once again dipped between her legs as her other hand cupped her breast, feeling the hard nipple pushing against the palm of her hand.

The image of Diana lying in her bed started to appear in her mind's eye. She imagined Diana in a thin white shift, something that would highlight her angelic innocence. Her cheeks would be flushed with an adorable blush as she beckoned Alexandra to join her. It was too tempting to resist. Alexandra would join her in the bed, wrapping her slender body around Diana's as she leaned in for a kiss. The pair would lay there wrapped in each other's arms, lips locked together. Eventually, those tender kisses would begin to heat up and passion would rise within them both.

Though initially shy about Alexandra's nudity, Diana would eventually allow her hands to explore the bare curves of the other girl's body. Her fingertips would trace gentle patterns along Alexandra's arm and shoulder, gradually moving lower to caress the smooth skin of her hip. When her hand reached Alexandra's sex, Alexandra would tremble as she felt Diana press two of her fingers deep inside of her. As Diana thrust her fingers in and out of the soft folds of flesh surrounding them, Alexandra would moan with pleasure. They would move in unison, rubbing and stroking in a rhythm that caused Alexandra's mind to go blank.

Alexandra's breathing grew ragged as she imagined those fingers thrusting deeper inside of her, slowly stretching her and filling her completely. Her own fingers copied the imagined movements of Diana's fingers as she moved her other hand from her breast to her throbbing clit. Closing her eyes, she moaned as she began to stroke herself to the scene in her head. Imagining her dream lover caressing her was driving her crazy. The sensations were unlike anything she had ever felt before.

Alexandra imagined her angel's fingers working in and out of her tight slit as she pictured her own hand caressing Diana's stomach and inner thigh, before stroking lightly along her wet slit. Diana would be moaning louder and louder, pleading with Alexandra to stop teasing her, but Alexandra wouldn't listen. For a moment, she lost track of reality as her fingers moved faster and faster, creating delicious friction as she imagined making love to Diana. She could hear herself moaning and panting as she brought herself closer and closer to climax.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Alexandra jerked, her heart beating rapidly. The door! She had been so close to orgasming that she had shut everything else out except her imagination and her fingers. She was gushing juices between her legs, on the verge of a full body orgasm. She caught her breath, trying to settle her heart rate.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"I'm coming!" She yelled. If only she actually was. Aware of her current state, she climbed off the bed and grabbed a nightrobe, throwing it on. Checking the mirror, she could see her flushed cheeks and dilated pupils. Her hard nipples were clearly poking through the fabric of the robe. Although not really presentable, this would have to do. She wiped her hands on her robe for good measure, though she knew the smell of her arousal perfumed the air.

"Who is it?" She demanded.

"Hilda, your grace." Hilda was Diana's mother and head lady's maid to the Queen.

"Come in." Alexandra commanded.

Hilda stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. She gave Alexandra a polite smile and small curtsey. She was an older woman, with three children fully grown, including Diana. As is common for a woman of her age who had born children, Hilda had a rather plump body, with full breasts, a thick waist, and generous hips. She tended to wear modest gowns and kept her gray hair in a bun at all times, giving her an air of propriety. Her blue eyes were the same as Diana's, and Alexandra had always suspected that Hilda must have been a great beauty in her youth.

"My lady, your mother wanted me to return this to you," Hilda said, holding out a shall Alexandra had clearly left behind earlier while visiting with her father.

"Thank you, Hilda," Alexandra said, taking the shall and laying it on her nightstand.

"Of course, my lady." Hilda curtsied.

For some reason, the movement drew Alexandra's attention to her form. Hilda had a wonderfully full figure. The thick, shapeless gown couldn't disguise the older women's full breasts and wide hips.

"Has the Queen retired for the night?" Alexandra asked her, the beginning of an idea forming in her mind.

"Yes, my lady." Hilda answered.

"Good." Alexandra told her. "Then perhaps you can help me?"

"Oh yes my lady." Hilda said eagerly. "What can I do for you?"

Without allowing herself a moment's hesitation, Alexandra blurted, "Take off your clothes."

"Take off my clothes?" Hilda replied, sounding shocked.

"Yes. Take off your clothes." Alexandra repeated.

"But, your grace." She stammered.

"Just do it!" Alexandra demanded. Her words were firm, commanding. She had never abused her power in this way before, but she was soooo needy. Months of pining after Diana and her recently denied pleasure had relieved Alexandra of her senses. Now all she could think about was satisfying this hunger. It was driving her mad. If she couldn't have the daughter, then the mother would have to suffice.

Hilda hesitantly began undressing, blushing bright red. She began by slipping out of her shoes, then peeling off her stockings. Next, she undid the buttons of her gown, pulling it over her head and laying it on a nearby chair. She was wearing nothing but a shapeless linen shift when she looked at Alexandra again, but with a nod from the princess, she slipped the straps of the shift off her shoulders. Once she pulled her arms from the straps, Hilda allowed the garment to fall to the floor, revealing her large bust and thick curves. Between the older woman's legs was a thatch of gray hair, the same color as the hair on her head.

The sheer sexiness of the older woman overwhelmed Alexandra. The temptation was almost unbearable. Her pussy throbbed with need, and she could feel her juices running freely.

"Now what, my lady," Hilda asked quietly.

"Spread your legs," Alexandra ordered, kneeling in front of Hilda.

"Yes, your grace." Hilda obeyed with wide eyes.

Alexandra smiled at her with wicked delight, then leaned forward, pressing her lips to Hilda's pussy. She kissed her deeply, feeling the soft folds of flesh slip over her lips. The thick gray curls tickled Alexandra's face as she pressed closer. She reached out with her tongue, tracing it along the older woman's labia. Hilda tasted vaguely salty and tangy -- it was delicious. Alexandra wrapped her hands around Hilda's hips, pulling her closer to herself. She gripped the woman's ass tightly as her tongue slid along the smooth pink walls of Hilda's cunt.

Alexandra felt herself flush with arousal. The taste of Hilda filled Alexandra's mouth. She didn't care that Hilda was an unwilling partner - Alexandra wanted this. She sucked at her, nibbling on the labia, licking at them. She found herself playing with the soft hairs around her clit, flicking her tongue around the swollen hood that hid the treasure inside. She breathed through her nose, inhaling the rich aroma of the older woman's essence.

Hilda's legs were shaking so much at that point that she fell back against the door. Alexandra followed her, refusing to release her prize, her new toy. This was Alexandra's first time with another woman, and she wanted to savor every moment of it. older woman was breathing heavily, panting hard. Her cunt tasted amazing. Alexandra lapped at it hungrily, coating her tongue in Hilda's juices. She stuck her tongue in as far as she could reach, savoring the salty taste.

Slowly, Alexandra began sucking on the older woman's clit. At first she teased her with light pressure, making the older woman whimper. But eventually, she got more aggressive, plunging her tongue deep into the older woman's cunt, flicking it back and forth in quick succession. Hilda cried out as the pleasure overtook her. Alexandra felt the tightening of her muscles as they contracted around her tongue.

"Ahhhh!" Hilda moaned.

That wasn't enough for Alexandra, though. She continued, until the older woman was writhing uncontrollably beneath her.

"Yesssss!" Hilda groaned.

With one final thrust of her tongue, Alexandra made the older woman come. She withdrew, smiling up at her conquest. The woman in front of her was flushed, a rosy blush covering her face and chest. She opened her eyes, which were glazed over with pleasure. Her eyelids drooped.

"Your...your grace..." Hilda murmured weakly.

"Shh," Alexandra said soothingly. "I've never done anything like this before," Alexandra admitted. She licked Hilda's clitoris once more, smiling as the older woman gasped loudly. She stood up, feeling more confident in herself.

"Kiss me." She ordered, bringing Hilda's face towards her own.

Hilda hesitated for a moment, before finally meeting Alexandra's lips. Alexandra put her arms around the older woman, holding her close. Hilda opened her mouth, letting Alexandra push her tongue into her mouth. She explored the older woman's mouth, stroking Hilda's tongue with her own. Alexandra kissed her deeper, thrusting her tongue deeper and deeper into Hilda's mouth. She began to run her hands up and down Hilda's nude body, enjoying how heavy she was. Hilda's full tits bounced lightly as Alexandra massaged them, squeezing the full globes in her hands. Her hands wandered over Hilda's large abdomen, loving the soft, smooth skin that stretched out.

Alexandra pressed her body against Hilda's, feeling the swell of the woman's full breasts against her own chest. Her nipples stiffened in anticipation, begging to be touched.

Alexandra let go of Hilda, letting the older woman slide down onto the floor. She quickly untied the belt of her robe, pulling it free and revealing her young, supple body to the nervous Hilda. Hilda gawked at her with teary eyes, staring at her nubile form.

"Do you like what you see?" Alexandra teased. "Because you're about to see a lot more."

Hilda blushed furiously, averting her gaze. She looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"Don't be worried." Alexandra cooed. "There is no shame in loving another woman."

That got Hilda's attention, who turned back and got an eyeful of her naked young mistress. Alexandra preened before the older woman, running her hands over her round breasts and toned stomach. Her hands kept going until they reached the area between her legs. Alexandra could feel a gush of wetness as Hilda's eyes landed on the rich brown curls at the apex of her thighs.

Alexandra down, planting kisses all over Hilda's neck, teasing the large globes of flesh with her fingers. She worked her way down Hilda's body until she was situated between the older woman's legs.

"Look at me, Hilda," Alexandra said softly.

Hilda lifted her eyes, afraid of what might happen next. Alexandra ran her fingers over Hilda's clit, circling it. The elder woman quivered beneath her, panting heavily. Alexandra giggled, as she ran her middle finger over the slit of her wet pussy.

"Isn't that lovely?" Alexandra teased.

"N... no," Hilda responded nervously.

Alexandra slipped two fingers inside of Hilda's dripping snatch, eliciting a loud gasp from the older woman.

"Doesn't that feel nice?" Alexandra asked.

"No... your highness."

Alexandra slowly pumped her fingers in and out of the trembling woman. Alexandra moaned in pleasure as she felt the insides of Hilda's cunt ripple with pleasure, despite the older woman's protests. She inserted her third finger, stroking in and out of the older woman.

Hilda sat quietly, still holding back tears of shame.

"Don't worry, your body provides answer enough," Alexandra said, lowering her face to the older woman's slit again.

Hilda gasped, sitting up and trying to cover herself.

"Shh," Alexandra murmured, capturing Hilda's face in her hands. "I want to taste you again. I want your juices on my tongue."

She breathed in the fragrance of Hilda's wet snatch, letting her face settle into the warm folds. She slid her nose along the labia, loving the smell. She placed her tongue between the puffy lips, tracing around the outer edges. Hilda whimpered softly as Alexandra pushed her face further in, trying to push her whole tongue inside of the older woman's vagina. Alexandra let her tongue run along the inner walls, tasting the tangy taste of Hilda's musk. She found the older woman's clit, teasing it with her tongue, knowing that Hilda was beginning to respond to her actions. She raised her fingers, sliding them into Hilda's tight, wet hole.

"That's right," Alexandra encouraged. "Let yourself go. Don't hold back."

Hilda's fingers grasped the carpet, desperately trying to keep herself from bucking her hips as Alexandra fucked her with her fingers.

"Come on," Alexandra whispered,, shoving her fingers deep into the older woman. "Fuck me with your hot little pussy."

Hilda threw her head back, moaning into the carpet as her body convulsed under Alexandra's ministrations. Her juices poured out of her, coating Alexandra's face and hands as she jerked her fingers back and forth inside of her pussy.

After a few moments, Hilda stopped shaking. Alexandra grinned at her triumph, having gotten the older woman to orgasm again. She stood up, rubbing her pussy gently, pleased that she'd brought the older woman to climax twice now.

"Well done, Hilda." She said. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Hilda shook her head.

"Good, now it's my turn," Alexandra said, lowering her juicy pussy down onto the older woman's face.

Hilda struggled for a few moments before succumbing to her inevitable fate. She licked and sucked at Alexandra's pussy, getting rewarded by moans of pleasure from her young mistress. Alexandra continued to grind her hips, pushing her clit hard against Hilda's nose.

"Oh god, that feels good!" Alexandra cried out. "Keep doing that! Oh fuck yeah!"

Hilda continued to lick and suck at Alexandra's clit, sending shocks of pleasure coursing through her young body. "Ohhh god...ohhhhh fuck yes!" She moaned. "Fuuuck, lick me harder!"