News had spread of a powerful lady coming to town and crowds were all intrigued of the news.
People and media gathered everywhere and information was abundant about this lady.
We learned that she was a princess, Princess Sarah the third, and she was going to be staying permanently.
This sparked my interest as we were actually having a powerful figure ever so close to us and like everyone else I too tried to meet her.
Unfortunately, because of her status quo, only privileged people were able to get to her; the best I could do was catch glimpses of her.
She was magnificent; well built and had a shining aura around her. She was covered in only the finest silky gloss causing every pore in my body to want to touch her.
Things moved on and everyone slowly settled in but those who haven’t had the chance to meet her yet.
And this is when the strangest but most exciting miracle ever happened.
One day there was a knock at the door. I had been having a good week and for whatever reason it may have been, I was excited about whatever was at the door.
My jaws were dropped when I found what was in front of me and before I realised what was going on I was already in my room with Sarah; that’s right, Sarah.
We formally introduced ourselves to each other but alas, I had to attend to some business, but joy overran me because she would be there waiting for me.
Throughout the day, I eagerly wanted to conclude my business so that I may return back home.
And upon reaching home, it was straight down to business.
It wasn’t my first time so I was familiar with what was going on and what to do.
I explored every part of her body, fiddling around every hole contemplating what to insert in each port.
Every part of her was delicate and with the slightest touches she would react.
She would light up with glistening beauty, make the sweetest sounds of sensation, and I had complete control.
It was her first time in action; she was of subtle lush beauty with echoes of her soft breaths like that of Mother Nature breathing down my neck stimulating my senses, but deep down, she was savage, and she was fierce.
She was an animal waiting to be released and with the right motions, she would twist and turn letting out her cries.
Cries so loud and powerful that whoever was in the house could hear.
We both created our own epilogue of drama.
I then realised why she came into the world, to expand her territory, and I was lucky to have her.
Though I knew her dark side, on her outer appearance, she was all style. Yet, she was friendly and comfortable, full of different emotions and always wanting to have fun.
No longer did I need to go outside much, to go cinemas, arcade centres, socialise outside; all I needed was her. I could sit all day gazing upon her grace and how much she had for me.
Time had come where I needed to leave her for a small duration of time.
It was a sad departure because I couldn’t bring her with me and each day I would think of her.
I tended to various activities while away but nothing was the same without her.
As time grew nearer to my arrival back home, more and more I missed the firm skin she had with contours and shape where you could easily run your fingers across and around.
As soon as I reached home, one of the first few things I had to do was to see her; oh how much she was missed.
During our time of separation, she had grown to do more things but one thing would never change; the other side of her.
She had matured and no longer the quiet entity she once was; with every pull and every push, she would cry and we could feel the fiery heat surrounding us.
Every roar of joy accentuated every pleasure felt between us but one could not be satisfied with only this.
We wanted more.
Every beat was louder, harder, stronger, and she would explode with such a force that my heart raced and skipped a beat.
Oh how I missed her so much,
My PS3.
*Revisions still in process*
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