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Archive name: di.txt (MF, voy, celeb)
Authors name: Mark-Luke (Anon Address)
Story title : Dianna's Momentary Satisfaction

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Dianna's Momentary Satisfaction (MF, voy, celeb)
Excerpt from a work by Mark-Luke - 1991

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As an American tourist (circa 1993) in the newly opened 
Buckingham Palace, he wandered off from the group. 
Turning a corridor, he heard voices raised in an 
argument.

"Bloody hell, Di, you never listen!"

"Sod off, Charlie! I don't have to put up with your... 
oh!"

As he came to a doorway, he caught sight of the royal 
couple just as Diana spotted him. Charles muttered 
something about "bloody tourists" and moved to close the 
door. Diana stopped him.

"You've always had your way, Charlie, but no more! I can 
do anything I bloody well like now; anything!" She 
grabbed the American's arm and pulled him into the room. 
"Shut the door, Charles."

The Prince started to argue, but was silenced by a glare 
from Diana. Meekly, he closed the heavy wooden door.

"Just watch, Charlie!" With that, Princess Di sank to 
her knees in front of the tourist. Deft fingers opened 
his Bermuda shorts, and then tugged out his penis.
"Now see here..." the Prince began, but Diana shouted 
him down. "Quiet!"

Her tongue darted out, licking the head of the 
stranger's cock. This regally dressed Princess sucked 
the end of his shaft past her glossy lips, her manicured 
fingers (utterly free of calluses) gently massaging the 
man's testicles.
Watching his penis disappear into that famous face was 
incredibly exciting for him, but he wanted more. At his 
thought, Diana leaned back.

"Any whore can blow a man, Charlie. It takes a _real_ 
slut to do this!" Releasing his now rigid penis, Diana 
clapped her hands. A maid (French, of course) appeared 
immediately.

"Oui, madame? Mon Dieu!" Blushing furiously, the young 
girl turned away from the scene of depravity.

"Come here, Marie," the Princess ordered. Head still 
averted, the maid gingerly approached. "I want you to 
take this man's thing in your hand, then jerk him off 
into my mouth."

"Mais non, madame!" But a cold look from Diana quieted 
her protestation. With an apologetic look at the Prince, 
the girl wrapped a tentative hand around the American's 
throbbing penis. Slowly, she began to stroke him.

Diana moved forward, taking just the head into her 
lovely mouth. Her tongue drew lazy circles on the crown.

The French girl soon started feeling the heat of the 
moment. She began to press her body against the man's 
back, rubbing her lace-covered breasts against his 
Hawaiian shirt as her hand frigged his veined cock. Her 
other hand found its way to his balls, sliding them 
pleasantly against Diana's perfect chin.

What a scene! A fragile hand tugging relentlessly at his 
penis, milking him into the mouth of a Princess! And, 
ears reddening in the background, her estranged husband, 
watching it all with jealous eyes.

When the young girl began to suck on his earlobe, that 
was too much for him. He started to come, sending 
throbbing bolts of stickiness into Diana's waiting 
mouth. As her hand moved frantically beneath her skirt, 
she swallowed every dollop.

He saved the last one, though, pulling back to splatter 
onto her upturned face. And that perfect coiffure looked 
so much better with droplets of semen covering it, he 
thought.

Finally Diana stood, turning to Charles. "Now lick it 
off me, Charlie, and I _might_ let you fuck me again. 
Sometime."

Ears burning, the Prince complied. Di's hand pressed 
tightly against her sodden knickers; moments later, her 
body shook with the force of her orgasm. Momentary 
satisfaction was hers.

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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