Evylia 06



Readers may refer to earlier parts and Evylia for the introduction.
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Part XI

Things had changed drastically in the royal residence in just one night. Lysia had grown into a true Vagina! It had taken just one night for the Vagina spirit to be kindled in her. After some initial hesitation, Andre realized that he actually loved what Lysia had done to him. It made him crazy enough to beg her to do it again! Lysia obliged but made Andre kiss her feet many times over. This went on for two weeks and then, Lysia made Andre kiss her vagina. She had taken him all the way in the ultimate pleasure game. She loved the sensual pleasure it caused and craved for it daily. 
The mutual pleasure affair went on daily for three weeks, after the fight. However, unfortunately for the two, King Mark got wind of the happenings in the palace and insisted that the Queen ought to step in. He was aghast at the description rendered by one of Andre’s personal guards who happened to walk into the room, mistaking the prince’s pleasure cries for orders and rushed right out and into the King’s chambers the instant he realized what was happening.
Mark urged Aria to set things in order as this was way beyond normal behavior on part of the two dumb asses.
Aria wanted to see for herself if this was true and decided to catch the cousins red-handed. Around 10 pm that night, she caught sight of Lysia entering Andre’s room and hid herself near the entrance of the room, just behind the drawn curtains. She saw Lysia enter the room in a sheer light robe and noticed she had no lingerie. She suppressed a laugh as she saw a naked Andre walk up to her, on his knees and kissing her feet.
‘Oh my god! What has this come to’ she said to herself. She was afraid the cousins may have too far indeed. The similarity of the scenario with her own love game with the king wasn’t lost on her though and she decided to wait and watch. 
Lysia fondled Andre’s erect shaft, acknowledging the submission and conveying her approval. She then lay on the bed, with her legs reaching the floor and guided the still-kneeling Andre’s face into her crotch, with her feet. Andre has gained significant expertise in this area of pleasure over the past week and went to work at the given task. He plunged his tongue into the inner depths of Lysia’s love tunnel and moved with remarkable pace and skill. His now experienced tongue needed just a few seconds to bring his goddess to a thundering orgasm. Lysia, ecstatic at the now-familiar lovely feeling, convulsed in sheer pleasure and gripped the bed sheet.
“Hmm…Andre, you are the best, my boy…You just keep getting better…”
Andre spoke, in a soft voice almost afraid of offending his goddess “Lysia! Please do me now! Please!”
“Oh! Stop begging you prick!”
“…It’s been a week, since…”
“Since what, dickhead…”
“Oh please, don’t get mad…please…please do me…just this once.”
“Oh very well…I am in a good mood today! But don’t start begging again anytime soon…”
“No, Lysia! I won’t! Thanks!!”
She then pulled him onto the middle of the bed. She then got onto him and straddled his shoulders, all the while playing with his erect shaft. She then lowered her vagina into his face as she started to wank him. She instinctively paused after a few tugs, lest the male spurt it all out. She then straddled his chest and shook the dick around and pressed it against his balls, holding it down.
Andre was in a great mood with all the wanking and eyed Lysia’s sexy back through the negligee. He moved his arms to her waist and pried at her pert breasts.
Lysia was surprised at the move as it was the first time Andre had dared to venture a move on his own.
“Andre…” she pronounced, half-mockingly.
“I…Sorry, Lysia…I was just…”
“It’s ok…Better not squeeze them, or I will pluck your thing out…”
Andre was happy at the permission and groped all around the perky breasts. Lysia turned around, kissed Andre deeply on his lips and again proceeded to wank him. This time, the male came in just a few tugs and poured out his juice. Lysia cursed and got down from the bed. Andre, overcome with satisfaction was entranced. Lysia washed her cum-laden hands and started to leave the room.
Aria had witnessed the entire scene with bated breath and had heaved a sigh of relief when she saw this is what the idiots had been up to. She was also impressed with Lysia’s skills of dominance and pleasure-seeking. 
‘Thank god!” she said to herself. She would otherwise have had a tough time explaining it all to Mark. 
“How long have you idiots been at it?” she demanded loudly.
Andre looked up from the bed, shell shocked. Lysia, calmly looked to the entrance and saw her aunt. She realized Aria must have seen most, if not all of it and replied “1 month, Aunt”
“Mom…it…I…” Andre started, but Lysia cut him off.
“He loved what happened after the match and likes it when I wank him. And I love it when…he…does that…you know!” Lysia explained. “Please don’t get angry, Aunt! This is …all we have done.”
“You are cousins for god’s sake! And Andre, don’t you have any shame? Lysia, off to your room and wait there!”
Lysia bounded out, unsure of what Aria might say.
Andre got off the bed and apologized, “I am sorry! But I couldn’t do anything. She’s so strong…”
“Fuck you! You are a fighter, boy. Try…At least try to defend yourself. And what is it about you liking all this…Do you…actually?”
“No…I mean…Yes…No”. Andre’s soldier began to rise again.
“Not again, you dumb fuck. Pull it down or I will…”
“I am sorry, mom…but…” Andre pleaded as the floodgates burst open and he lot out a stream of tears down each eye.
“Whatever…Go get washed” ordered Aria.

It wasn’t entirely his fault…Things had taken an ugly turn and she would have to step with a firm foot, she mused.
‘But what…’

To Be Continued...