American Princess
Copyright© 2025 by Wolf
Chapter 15: Emma
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15: Emma - Princess ‘Carrie’ Caroline disappears, but for Jim she becomes a visitor who captures his heart. They start their adventures, dodging the public, authorities, and then abductors. Her new life sex, swinging, polyamory, and some wild parties, all while building a new career. The princess, Jim, and new friends fall in love and enjoy unusual experiences and adventures. Much sex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Celebrity Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Royalty
I looked at Carrie in a state of shock. She wanted me to fuck her sister – Princess Emma.
Carrie reiterated her request openly so even Emma could hear. “I want you to make love to Emma. She’s a virgin the same way I was. She likes you – a lot, and would like to ... well, she’d like you to be her first lover, even though you’re my fiancé, and I know you just met today. I think that’d be so special, so I’m hoping you’ll really do it. I can be with Jerry, but also be close by. Would you...”
“I interrupted, “Carrie! Sleeping with your sister is a spectacularly bad idea. You’d never trust me again, especially in her presence. I feel like I’d be betraying her trust in me, too. It might even shatter your family – your royal family if the truth ever got out. Further, I worry that you’d get jealous and that would fracture your relationship with Emma and with me. It will be a mental time bomb for all of us.”
“I want this to happen.” Carrie kissed me passionately. She explained, “I love my little sister. Until we grew apart because of being apart for university and other responsibilities, we were so close. I look at this as bringing us back together again with you being a special bridge between us.”
I spoke again, worried about the whole situation, “Today’s agreement to do this, could become tomorrow’s regret. Emotions change and jealousy could arise. What if I fall in love with her. Won’t this set up some kind of rivalry? Won’t this injure your bond with Emma?
“If we do this once, what if we want to repeat this over and over? Wouldn’t the whole situation between all of us become burdened with drama? I guess that I should ask whether you see some flaws in our engagement? I know we’re already in a crazy threesome with Marjorie – and Jerry. This would complicate things even further.”
Carrie kissed me again and hugged me. “All those things are why I love you. You can think through tough situations fast. I ask you to trust me about this. I will not be jealous. You will not fracture my bond with Emma. We are not in competition for you or anybody. If she falls in love with you, I would welcome her to our family with joy the same way we have Marjorie. Lastly, our engagement is fine. I love you more every day and I look forward to our marriage and then getting old with you.”
We stared into each other’s eyes for a minute. I could think of nothing more to say. She wanted this. I wanted to give her what she wanted, and, honestly, Emma did kind of turn me on. I was a lusty man, and here was a sterling office to fuck another really hot girl.
I shrugged, “Okay. I hope you know what you’re doing.”
Carrie looked pleased, “You’ll do it?”
I nodded, “Yes.”
“Good, but I do have a sort of kinky request, however.”
“What’s that?”
“I want to watch – to be in the same room as the two of you, maybe even beside her when you ... what’d you call it, ‘take her cherry’. Would that be too much to ask?”
“I’d like that, and if you’re there it would be comforting to both of us. I want to be sure you’re one hundred percent on this. I don’t want to find I lose you because I fucked my future sister-in-law.”
Carrie chuckled, “More than that, I’m hoping that you’ll get to keep fucking her into the future. I know how that kinky little fantasy just might really appeal to your inner man-slut. It certainly appeals to mine.”
“It does. What will you do?”
Carrie smiled and then moved to Jerry who’d just returned to the living room; she planted a kiss on him that melted his shoe leather. As he returned the kiss, he ran his hands up her sides and under her designer top, obviously feeling her bare breasts. Carrie had an aversion to bras that I generally approved of.
Emma watched the pair with fascination, as though she’d never seen anything equivalent. She’d also watched our conversation and heard my concerns, but said nothing.”
I teased, “Never saw your sister making out with someone?”
Emma came to me. “Never. I really do want to be with you. I feel very loving about you. I do hope our own relationship is something that will become more like you have with Carrie, and I mean sexual as well. I’m a bit like you, too; I want to be sure that we don’t do anything to damage the relation that you two have ... and I guess that you have in some way with Marjorie.”
I did an internal eye roll. I sure hoped we’d all stay on stable ground. I held my arms out to her. “Come here, Emma or can I call you Em like Carrie does?”
“Em, yes; call me either.” She flowed into my arms, and I tilted her head up to me and kissed her. I thought, this is the second princess I’ve kissed in the past six months ... and soon it would be the second princess I’d initiated into the sexual part of her life, and the second princess I’d made love to. If there was an ego trip to be had, I was on it.
Beside us, Jerry slowly removed Carrie’s top, tossing it onto the back of the sofa, leaving her sexy breasts open for him to feast on. Jerry admitted that he was a breast man. He lunged forward and kissed Carrie, and then kissed down her neck and chest until his mouth could engulf a breast, even including her large areola, and the rising nipple. Carrie moaned loud enough for us to hear.
I said to Em, “Carrie claims that she had a direct link between her breasts and her clitoris and G-spot. Are you the same way?”
Emma shuddered next to me and nodded, “I think so. I slowly ran my hand up her side, and then forward, pushing her bra up and away, until I gently cupped her right breast in my hand. I massaged slowly, feeling the nipple harden under my palm.
Emma looked over her shoulder at me. I leaned in and kissed her neck, turning her slightly so we made better contact and could kiss more easily.
Em whispered, “I really like you. You and Carrie will be so good together.”
I kissed her again.
Em said, “It doesn’t bother you that Carrie is hooking up with Jerry?”
“No. I like that it makes her happy occasionally. He’s not trying to steal her away, and I believe her when she tells me that I’m her true lover. He may make love to her, but she’ll be mine in the long run.”
“Oh, God, that is so sexy. You let her fuck someone else.”
“I get off on it, actually. I like watching the two of them when they’re together. It’s impressive. I get a little jealous, and it makes me especially attentive to her overall. That’s probably good. She tells me she reacts the same when I’m with Marjorie, even though we’re a threesome.”
“Does Marjorie fuck Jerry?”
“She does. She introduced him to us.”
“I like him, too, but right now I really want my brother-in-law-to-be to do me in every way he can. Just so you know, Carrie and I talked about it this afternoon and again at the restaurant. She said you are such a perfect lover, and are so attentive and imaginative about how you make her orgasm.”
I slid my hands under her top and lifted. Emma put her hands up, and the top disappeared. Her bra followed an instant later.
I sucked in Em’s left breast, enjoying the swell and how I could feel her breathing change to a different gear. She whispered, “My nipples are very sensitive. I might have an orgasm from you doing that ... but I’m still a virgin. Thank you for being willing to stretch your boundaries and do me.”
“Oh, it’ll be my pleasure. You are so pretty and sweet. Despite my initial misgivings, mostly about damaging what I have with Carrie, I am magnetically attracted to you – both with love and with lust.”
As we talked, I’d unbuttoned and unzipped her designer Bermuda shorts, and pushed them down her legs. Emma stepped out of them and kicked them aside. I then toyed with the lacy knickers, until I pushed those too down her legs and helped her step out of them.
“You’re beautiful,” I whispered as I moved to kiss her.
“My breasts are small,” she opined. She came into body contact with me.
I sucked a tit into my mouth, and while I held the suction, I flicked her nipple with my tongue. Emma went wild, and ground her bare pussy into my leg.
Finally, Emma said, “Will you lose your clothes? I want to please you, too.”