“This has been fun,” she said, “and it will continue all night. But I would like to be naughty and sneak off with you to our very own bedroom.”
“Would that be ok? I mean, she is the Queen after all.”
“Yes, and I am a princess. Come.”
She took him by the hand, and they left the Queen in a pile of sweaty bodies.
“You stink of women’s sweat and my mothers pussy juice,” Katarina said as soon as she had ushered him into her own bed. “Let’s do something about that!”
She began licking his face, and he giggled.
“Don’t move,” she ordered, and continued licking him. For ten minutes he lay on the bed, while she licked him absolutely everywhere. Then he flipped her over, and began licking her. It quickly turned into a naked tickling contest, followed by hot sex.
He spooned her after sex, it was late and they wanted a bit of sleep. But they were still wide awake after an intense evening.
“You smell of my mother,” she whispered. “But that is OK.”
“You also smell of your mother, but mostly of yourself, and that is much better than just OK.”
She giggled, “I am glad you like my smell. But we still need a bath first thing in the morning!”
Next morning they went to breakfast newly washed, Katarina in one of her revealing dresses, George is nothing at all. The other princesses were there, but the Queen was not.
“Have you seen mom?” Véronique asked. “She is not usually this late.”
“No, we sneaked out and slept in our own bed.”
“Tsk tsk,” Véronique said, but was interrupted by the door opening. Moira and Merlina was half supporting half carrying the Queen into the room. She was naked, sweaty, and her hair was a mess.
“How dare you!” Véronique half shouted as she stood up. “Bringing the Queen to breakfast naked like a commoner!”
“I am really sorry,” Merlina said, “but she insisted she was too tired to get dressed.”
They helped the Queen sit down. As she sat on the chair, she winched. “Ouch, my pussy is so sore…”
Katarina waved two servant over, “Get two more chairs for Merlina and Moira, they will eat with us.”
“Seriously mom, you are getting to old to fuck like that!” Véronique chided.
“But it’s so much fun. I just need a day to recover… Oh shit, the reception with the Ambassador.”
“Yes. And a long day of audiences. Don’t worry mom, get some food and then Moira and Merlina will help you back to bed. Moira, can you stay with her during the day? Try not to fuck her too much.”
Véronique looked at her sisters before continuing. “Charlotte, can you lead the meeting in the Chamber of Commerce in my absence, you have been to most meetings already? Then I’ll hold the audiences. Can one of you assist me in the throne room?”
Vala raised her hand.
“Thanks, Vala. I am sure Aya will keep you company. Then I’ll host the reception for the new ambassador. Katarina and George, if you come as co-hosts then it looks like the royal family takes the event seriously. See mom, don’t worry. Get some food and then back to bed.”
“Thanks, my dear,” the Queen said. She already looked a bit better. Soon after, Moira and Merlina helped the Queen back to her room. She was still obviously sore between the legs, but now she could almost walk unaided.
“Ah well,” Véronique sighed. “I hope I’ll be just as irresponsible when I am her age. Let’s get ready for the audiences.”
She, Vala and Aya-Mathilda got up.
“Do you need our help during the day?” Katarina asked.
“No, you two just got engaged. I am sure you have better things to do!”
Katarina led George back to her room, and undressed. “I think you were the only one who didn’t fuck my mom in the ass. Don’t you like ass-play?”
“Well… I have never actually tried it. A part from the Dragon’s tail, I liked that.”
“Are you serious? You should. It’s fun! I have some oil in the upper drawer for lubrication.”
She put her hands on her bed, and stood with her ass out, inviting him. George opened the drawer, there was a bottle of oil and not just one but three different strap-on dildos. He took the bottle and dripped a few drops on her asshole. Then he stood behind her, and placed his dick at her back door. He slowly pushed it in. It was a lot tighter than her pussy, just as warm but less wet. He slowly fucked her, and she moaned, clearly enjoying it at least as much as him. He soon came, and pulled out. It was good, but the best part was the taboo of doing it, other than that he preferred the pussy – not that he was going to admit that to Katarina!
“Your turn,” Katarina said, and fetched the smallest strap-on dildo from the drawer. Moments later she had lubricated it, and stood behind him. He felt the dildo press against his ass, and relaxed, letting it in. It did not hurt, and felt even better than when the dragon did it, perhaps because less was going on. He could feel the dildo press gently against his prostate, and his dick got very hard. Once more he came, this time messing up the bed.
They spent a few hours in bed. Eventually, they got up and Katarina put her clothes back on.
“Let’s check on Vala in the throne room.”
They entered through a back door leading into the part of the throne room hidden behind the large tapestries behind the throne itself. Aya-Mathilda was there, and so was the lower part of Vala’s plus-sized naked body. Her head and shoulders were under the throne, licking Véronique’s pussy. Aya was sitting next to her, with her hand placed in Vala’s crotch. She waved them over, and they tip-toed silently over to her, so they could not be heard by the people in front of the throne.
“You can lick her, if you want,” Aya-Mathilda whispered. George looked at his beloved, who nodded. Katarina walked over to the other side of the bench, and sat down. Aya placed both hands on Vala’s left breast, and began kneading it. Katarina did the same with her right breast. Vala jerked a bit, she clearly did not expect four hands on her body, but then she relaxed. George got between her thick thighs, and began licking her hairy pussy. She was very wet. He found her large clit, and began sucking it. Suddenly Vala’s body jerked, and girl-cum flowed out of her. George cleaned her up with his tongue, and looked up. His eyes met Katarina’s, she smiled encouraging. Aya pointed at his dick, and then at Vala’s pussy.
So George got into position, and slowly pushed his stiff member into Vala’s now exceedingly wet pussy. He fucked her till he came, and then pulled out. Katarina took his place, and licked Vala clean. Then, without a word, they sneaked out of the door again.
“Do you think she knows who fucked her?” George asked.
“No, and I am sure Aya will refuse to tell her. She is a bit of a tease.”
That evening, soon after dinner, Véronique, Charlotte, and Katarina changed to evening dresses, elegant long dresses with long sleeves, but still showing significant cleavage at the front. Katarina’s dress was the color of good red wine, and she held a small cloth strip of the same color in her hands.
“Tonight, you too get to be dressed. Sort of, at least. Tie this around your right wrist, so all can see that you are mine.”
George happily did so. They had been engaged for slightly more than a day, and he was already in love! What is the old saying? ‘There are many ways to fall in love, but fucking is the most efficient.’
They went to the throne room, and Véronique sat in the throne, now without anybody to lick her. The naked guards were standing ready along the walls, and long tables had been put up with delicacies from the city and the realm. Then the nobility began arriving, naked of course. Each time a nobleman or noblewoman entered, they would bow to the Crown Princess, and she would stand up to greet them. Finally, the doors opened and this time a guard slammed a staff three times into the floor.
“His Excellency the ambassador of Aigyptos and Nubia, and his wife and his daughter.”
A dark man entered, holding his wife in his left hand, and followed by a younger woman. George could not help noticing that the ambassador was unusually well endowed, and that the bushes of the two women were unusually dense. They bowed as Véronique rose to greet them, but this time she did not sit down on the throne again, instead she descended the stairs and walked forward to them, taking the ambassadors right hand in her own hands.
“Welcome, welcome, welcome. On behalf on my mother the Queen, who unfortunately is indisposed today, and on my own behalf, and on behalf of my sisters, welcome to the realm!”
“Greetings to you, to Her Majesty the Queen, and to the entire royal family from my lord, his Majesty the Great Pharaoh.” He bowed once again, before continuing in a less formal mode of the language, “Allow me to present my wife, Nefertari, and my beautiful daughter Aida.”
“And allow me to present my sisters the princesses Charlotte and Katarina, and Katarina’s fiance George from the Shadow Worlds. And now as a sign of peace and friendship, let me offer you food and wine.”
She led the ambassador and his family to the buffet, the princesses and George followed them. Once they had their plates full, the rest of the guests approached the buffet, and soon everybody was chatting in small groups. George and Katarina soon found themselves in the company of the young woman Aida.
“Are you really from a Shadow World,” Aida asked George.
“Well, I have not heard it called that before, but I am indeed from another world. Similar, but different.”
“We had a visitor from a Shadow World three years ago, when I was sixteen. He said that in his world, Aigyptos was a Greek province. And even worse, he said that nobody believed in any gods in his world. I think the Pharaoh seriously considered having him put in jail, but he was far too useful. He was an expert in alchemy, although he insisted on calling it something else.”
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