(If anyone knows of anything similar, please let me know. Anyone want to do any art of anything in the stories, also let me know. I used to love Battle Chess for the Queen, and never found anything porno wise about her. Wanted to change that.)
A war seemed imminent. The White King shared his concerns with his wife, the White Queen. She stifled his concerns and told him she would walk to the other side of the battle field to the Black Kingdom and try to work out another peace deal. The White King knew his forces may not survive a battle with the Black Kingdom and also trusted the persuasive powers of wife. She had facilitated peace talks before and, even if her ways were non-traditional and bordered on sexually sadistic, he was secure in their relationship because her libido was much higher than his. No matter what she did extramaritally, he was kept satisfied and his throne remained secure.
The King agreed to let her go on a solo expedition to the Black Kingdom. She leaned down to give him a goodbye kiss. She could see his dick become erect through the opening in his robe. She grasped it, running her hand along the shaft to the head of his manhood, which was surprisingly large for his smaller frumpy frame. She felt his excitement and wiped the precum off his penis’ head with her finger. She stood tall, took a step away, looked back, and licked her finger. She knew this would work him up in her absence which made her excited, especially when thinking about what her mission would take to complete. The Black King, a similar body type to her King, but younger and more brash in his reign, was a tough negotiator and she often resorted to sexual favors to save her husband’s kingdom from attack from the Black. She had thus far been successful in separating the Black King and Queen in previous discussions to better impart her agenda and employ her proven methods. She didn’t know how many more times she would succeed at holding off the Black Kingdom from their inevitable attack but she had faith in the magic bestowed in the crown she wore atop her head. She knew that a battle would eventually have to be fought. She would have to either kill or bring to climax a majority of the Black Kingdom, including the King, ending in a literal “check mate.”
She continued walking, through the White pawns who were left mouth agape and dicks erect in her trail of seduction and pheromones. Her red robe, trimmed in white fur along the edges, hung favorably on her voluptuous figure. As she walked up to them, they were treated to a view that left little to the imagination. The robe parted in the front, showing a neatly trimmed pubic patch and above, a pair of magnificent breasts that would be exposed had her erect nipples not held the robe flaps in place with the help of a loosely tied waist band. Her tanned thighs peeked out with each step. As her feminine silhouette faded from view, the pawns watched her ass cheeks trade pushes, outlined by the full back of her robe as her hips swayed back and forth into the abyss beyond the White Kingdom.
The White Queen saw the Black forces lined and as she reached the front lines, she became nervous but excited. She was immediately challenged by a Black pawn. She took this as a sign these negotiations were not going to go smoothly this time. Normally they escorted her directly to the King with little fanfare. The pawn, a little arrogant and smug for his position and with such little power, pushed her back using his spear-tipped staff grasped tightly in both hands. Unamused, she asked if he knew who she is and stated her intention to see their King. Again, much to the Queen’s dismay, the pawn stands his ground. She sees a fight is unavoidable. If she’s quiet, she can avoid drawing the attention of the nearby pawns. The pawn, holding his staff parallel to the ground, felt the staff get heavy. Suddenly, he is dragged forward and down to the ground, his fingers trapped under the unexplainable weight of his once agile staff. His hands, still stuck to the staff, travel upwards until his feet are barely touching the ground. Then the staff slams backwards pinning the pawn to the ground on his back, arms stretched behind his back, separating his shoulders. He screamed briefly but his voice was quickly muffled at the wave of the Queen’s hand. The Queen, satisfied with the ease at which she dispatched this pawn, walks over his disabled body. He could clearly see up her robe and his pain subsided. She bent down, teasing the pawn’s face with a close pass of her ass, which he unsuccessfully tries to lick. She undoes his leg armor. His pants underneath are next, although a little more difficult to remove given the throbbing member they conceal. She grabs hold of his firm dick, surprised at how large the dick of a mere pawn is. She straddles his chest with her legs, putting his erect penis in her mouth. His eyes roll to the back of his head. He feels intense pleasure as his penis slides further and further down her throat. She uses her tongue to help pull his plump balls, one and then the other, into her mouth. Then he felt pressure and burning. He lets out a cry but surprises himself at the feminine nature of his shriek. He looks down between the small window created by the White Queen’s splayed ass cheeks and his chest. Where his penis once was is now blank skin, he only sees his hip bones showing under his skin. He lets out another feminine shriek as he feels his nipples get warm and a new sensation between his legs. The White Queen looks back at him over her shoulder. She informs him his new pussy is sopping wet as he realizes her middle and ring finger are attacking his newly formed G-spot. Scared, he gathers all his strength, turns his body and pushes her off. The pawn stands up, his armor falling lifelessly off of him, arms still pinned behind him causing his new large tits to swing back and forth with each step. The pawn runs back in the direction of the Black Kingdom. The White Queen watches as three Black pawns intercept what they perceive is a naked big-breasted woman. One notes the excessive vaginal juices running down her leg, ignoring the woman’s panic and abnormal behavior. One pawn brushes her inner thigh and holds his hand up to his face. The other pawns lean in close to examine. The three of them become intoxicated with the smell and taste of this woman. Soon the Queen is watching the situation devolve into an orgy. The pawns cycle around the woman’s body taking turns in each pleasure center. Simultaneously, they all withdraw their penises from her and the woman looks up from her knees as the three pawns cover her face with their seed. The semen runs between her tits to her belly and down to her legs. The three pawns collapse in heaps around her, the Queen has cleared the first three pieces from the board. The Queen approaches the woman, trying not to let the scene she just witnessed, and the lust it created in her, cloud her mission of getting to the King. She grabs the former pawn by her hair and stands her up before her. The woman’s jizz covered tits press up against the Queen. She deeply kisses the woman while collecting the cum from her body in one hand. Once her palm and fingers are sticky and covered, she starts to massage the woman’s soaked pussy ensuring the cum enters her. The woman bites the Queen’s lips as her legs quiver. The woman knows she has just had her first and final female orgasm. Her eyes roll back and her body goes limp in the Queen’s arms, who gently guides her down. The Queen licks her fingers clean, remembering her task at hand and that the she has four less pawns to stand in her way. She walks past the bodies to find the King.
The White Queen’s arousal starts to dissipate as she’s exploring the castle, when she spots the King. He’s alone on the grounds of his garden as if collecting his thoughts. Seemingly no pawns or knights around to defeat. She watches him for a while, the memories of previous interactions run through her mind. She knows this is the wrong time for these thoughts, any additional arousal could spell her fate if the Black King gets the best of her. She feels herself getting wet. She decides to approach the King quietly. She quietly approaches him from behind, she feels a snag and her robe falls down off her shoulders exposing her breasts. She gasps which causes the King to turn around, startled. The sight of the White Queen’s breasts disarm him and he instantly calms down. He too remembers previous dealings with the White Queen and enjoys her body and sexual prowess. The Black Queen is also stunning with curves and big beautiful breasts but she lacks the enthusiasm and kinks of her King. He also enjoys the thought of carnal pleasures with the White Queen because he knows she belongs to the White King, his mortal enemy. He knows how fatal and orgasm from the White Queen can be. In previous love-making sessions he had to stop early because she was almost made him cum. This would have been disastrous for the Black Kingdom.
He now looks at the White Queen, fixated on her large breasts. His penis immediately hardens with the memories of the edging and blue balls in their past interactions. He tries to hide it, but with equal embarassment from her predicament the White Queen smiles. She fixes the snag, pulls her robe over her shoulders but purposefully leaves her hard nipples visible in the bright torchlight from the nearby castle wall.
The King asks her what brings her here explaining she can’t be here and that relations have strained with the White Kingdom. The Queen acknowledges and walks closer to the King. He starts to get nervous, knowing about her powerful magic stowed in her crown and her seductive powers inherent to her beauty. She stops right in front of him, her nipples eye to eye with the King. He can’t help himself. His eyes close and his lips form around her right breast. She bends her knee so that his cock drags up her as he gets hard. She feels his precum run down her leg reminding her of the cum she licked of the pawn she transformed earlier. She knows she too is close to an orgasm which would leave the White Kingdom without a queen. Both playing a poker face the other is unaware of.
Then, from the archway from the castle into the garden, the Black Queen and Bishop emerge. Neither the Black King or White Queen are aware until the Black Queen has seen them in this embrace. Without hesitation the White Queen turns around, and points at the Bishop’s staff. It’s phallic end sweeps the Bishop and Black Queen. The Bishop’s fail body appears to be out cold, the Black Queen landing on her hands and knees. The White Queen then commands the now glowing staff to enter the Black Queen. It tears through her robe and starts pounding the Black Queen’s pussy. She gasps and moans, frozen in place, arching her back as the staff makes her toes curl.
The Black King begs the White Queen not to make his wife cum. The White Queen lowers the King to his knees, dropping her robe simultaneously. His eye level directly even with her perfectly trim pubic hair. Again, he begs knowing from the noises the Black Queen is making, she doesn’t have much time left. The White Queen relents, she waves her hand and the staff stops glowing. The White Queen warns the King that his wife won’t cum, but she’ll wish she could. The staff still relentlessly plowing the King’s bride.
The King reaches around the White Queen’s legs and grabs a butt cheek with each hand pulling them apart and exposing her asshole. He buries his face into her pubic area letting his tongue flick around her clit. She feels his tongue get longer and longer as it passes by her clit and enters her pussy, wriggling the entire way up, deeper and deeper into her. His fingers work over her ass cheeks until his thick middle finger finds her entrance. This surprises her, she gasps and throws her head back. Her long hair flows backward like an ocean wave and her crown falls on to the pavers with a load clang. Unaware of the peril she is in without her magic, she grabs the back of his head and pulls it harder into her. The King’s magic serpent-like tongue responds with a more intense wriggle and becomes noticeably thicker.
The Bishop’s staff stops its vaginal assault and falls loudly to the ground as well. The Black Queen, relieved but unable to stand, crawls closer to where the King and Queen are in the garden. The King’s tongue has grown so long it has filled up the Queen’s womb and peeked back out to flick her clitoris. From his knees, the King grabs and waves his scepter which slowly lowers the White Queen down to her back as he continues his oral domination.
The King looks up from his meal and sees an angry Black Queen crawling towards them. With all the anger she can muster she yells for him to stop. His tongue retracts out quickly which causes the White Queen to arch her back and scream, muffled by her own finger she’s sucking. The King and Black Queen start arguing loudly. As the White Queen starts fighting through her pleasure-induced stupor, she realizes she was a hair away from cumming. She knows she cannot let the King back in her crotch.
The Black Queen continues angrily berated the King. They finally calm down and agree it is time to eliminate the White Queen forever. The Black Queen explains they must make her cum or kill her. Knowing she must have been close to climax, the King suggests he go back down on the White Queen. The Black Queen objects saying he enjoys it too much on a woman that is not his wife. Instead, she orders the King to fuck her with his penis. She will sit on the White Queen’s face until suffocation. This way she can watch the King’s face and make sure he isn’t getting anymore pleasure. This two-pronged approach is sure to bring an end to the White Kingdom’s most powerful figure. However, despite her nearly drunken state, the White Queen can hear the loud squabbling. She tries to muster what little strength she has left and reach for her crown. As the Queen and King come back from their conversation she hears them and stops, playing nearly dead with pleasure, making small moans. The Black Queen knows there isn’t much left and the White Queen should suffocate quickly. The King grabs her legs, pulls them apart and easily enters his engorged dick into the fallen Queen. The Black Queen cracks a smile as she throws off her robe and squats down on the face of White Queen, staring intently at the King. As expected, the King feels himself getting closer to orgasm. His face changes slightly, the Black Queen slaps him as a punishment. He grabs his slapped cheek in pain, the Black Queen grabs his hair and his chin and sticks her tongue down his throat. Confused but even more aroused now, the King starts to groan. The Black Queen can feel his power and knows if he cums, she will rule the throne. She reaches down and plays with his balls, his favorite. She pulls his wet cock out of the White Queen’s pussy and it is slides into her asshole instead, on his next thrust. The King’s face says it all. He gasps loudly and the White Queen’s ass explodes with his cum. His eyes roll back in his head and he falls to his side, his scepter clanking loudly. Still planted firmly on the White Queen’s face, the Black Queen now gets in “69” position and cleans the familiar taste out of the unfamiliar crotch.
The White Queen gets a sudden jolt of energy. Her left arm reaches up and grabs her crown, the right arm finds the King’s scepter. She reaches up and through the Black Queen’s legs pulling her crotch tight on to her face. With her magic restored, she recalls the pawn’s large dick from her belly. She regurgetates it forcefully straight into Black Queen’s pussy.
The Black Queen’s mouth opens in a gasp and she is launched forward off the White Queen. With both hands she grabs at her crotch trying to pullout the dick that seems to be expanding inside her. She screams with pleasure until the White Queen hears a cracking sound. The Black Queen seems still. Out of her mouth and pussy oozes thick semen. The White Queen smiles slightly and is impressed the Black Queen came and died at nearly the same time. As the White Queen stands up, still weak, she places her crown back on her head, she grabs her robe, puts it on loosely around her body as the wind draft blows it away from her torso, exposing her cum soaked body in its entirety. She grabs the Black King’s scepter and heads back to the White Kingdom.
On her walk, she knows her King will never approve of what happened. She raises the scepter to investigate it. She never came with the Black King, despite his best attempt. Super horny, she decides to see what his scepter can do. She stops near the trunk of a tree, sits down, and inserts the smooth handle a few inches into her. Using both hands to control the instrument, she cums almost immediately. Wondering if cumming via this scepter of the Black King will banish her from the world, she cautiously opens one eye a crack, and then the other. She is still in the forest where she was. However, her body has been completely restored. Her hair looks freshly styled, her body is clean of the cum, and her robe is now fastened around her in the same fashion she left the White Kingdom in. She looks at the scepter again, amazed at the new power she wields. At the end of the device, she sees a small amount of cum from inside her pussy. She smears it on her lips like lipstick. She thinks to herself, she needs one last taste of the Black King. And so does the White King.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/prqb2c/a_chess_world_fantasy_inspired_by_battle_chess