Once upon a time, in a land known as Karandor, there ruled a famous queen. Her beauty was unrivaled by the other young women of noble birth in her youth. And even as she aged and birthed her only son, her beauty never faded.
So it was to noones surprise, that the crown prince at the time chose her as his bride.
They led a happy life and were adored by the residents of their country. But soon after his queen gave life to his first son, heir of the throne, the king fell victim to a grave disease and deceased after mere weeks.
This left his wife alone to rule over their people, until the young prince would come of age. The years passed and she proved herself to be worthy of being queen regent, as she commanded her armies in the north in countless battles against the neighbouring tribes of barbarians and expanded the borders of Karandor.
Under her regiment, the trade grew, the wealth of her people increased and the cities prospered. During heir reign, she got the reputation of a strong and fair leader, who mercilessly defended her land against enemies.
But unknown to her followers, the Queen kept her secrets. After her husband the king passed, it was forbidden for her to have sexual relations with another man, according to the royal etiquette.
In the beginning she stilled her urges simply with her own fingers. But she was unable to recreate the pleasures, the king’s massive cock used to give her. After a few years, the Queen couldn’t get any satisfaction out of masturbation anymore.
Until one day, when her longing flame was rekindled again. She was just massaging her needy slit in the bath, when a servant entered. Unable to see her in the steamy room, he got on to exchange the scented candles, her majesty liked.
As she was aware of not being alone anymore, naked and pleasuring herself as she was, she felt a hot tingling in her pussy, that she had missed for quite some time.
As the worker was still in the room, totally oblivious of being in the presence of his Queen, she intensified her finger motions.
It took mere seconds for the woman to reach a mighty orgasm, her limbs spasming uncontrolably in ecstasy. She had to force herself, not to let her voice slip out, as her slender fingers kept ravaging her pussy in a haze.
At the time her servant left the bath, the Queen had reached climax another two times.
Since that day, she had known of her exhibitionism kink and continued to seek those pleasures, not even a male cock could have given her.
Frequently she masturbated in the floors of the castle at night, in the stables and even in her son’s room, when he had lessons.
But soon, the danger of being seen in those places, and the rush that went with it, grew to small to satisfy her slutty pussy too.
So today, she decided to leave the castle. After sun set, she excused herself to her chambers, where she prepares herself for her erotic endeavour.
As she slips off her silk robe, followed by her undergarments, she registers that her lower lips already glisten with her juices in anticipation of the heavenly pleasure to come.
Now she stands fully naked in front of her mirror. Her eyes wander across her flawless hourglass figure and her perky bosom. Her milky skin shows no sign of aging and her golden locks fall lucious over her shoulders.
Out of her wardrobe, she takes the brown, slightly ragged cloak she secretly acquired for this night and puts it on. The cloth hides her nude body just barely, for the exciting danger of being found out still to remain.
After everything has been taken care of, she enters the secret tunnel, built by the ancestors of her deceased husband as a means to escape the castle in emergencies. Now she uses it to leave unknownst to her servants, heading to town.
As it is a pleasant day in summer, the streets are still filled by a stream of busy merchants and other folk enjoying the warmth of the setting sun.
The Queen is right amongst them, her own people, wearing nothing but her cloak. Every now and then, a hand, ellbow or other extremities brush against her body, causing her to shiver after every touch.
Her pussy is drenched in her juices, a clear film of it even running down the inside of her thigh. Her nipples are also hardened and she wonders if no one could see them underneath the thin fabric of her cloak.
After a while of her excitement building up, it finally happens. Accidentaly the fingers of a peasant hit her bare southern mouth in a very crowded passage. The Queen orgasms on the spot, this little moment was all it took for her mind to go blank, and her body to start convulsing violently.
She had to grab the shoulder of a farmer, so her legs would’nt give in. He gives her a weird look, brushing her hand off his shoulder in a harsh manner.
Normally he wouldn’t have dared to even touch his ruler, but right now he couldn’t have guessed that this lowly whore was the Queen.
After her orgasmic waves ebbed, she went into a dark and empty back ally of a tavern. Still heavy breathing, she leans against a housewall and lets her fingers circle around her hooded clit.
It takes just mere seconds for her to reach climax again. Her pale thighs are shaking, her mind is in a haze, but her fingers keep franticaly rubbing her sweet spots until a second, even stronger orgasm hits her.
Her voice leaks in low moans through her gritted teeth and she slumps over, her chest heaving immensely.
“Well well well, what have we found here? “, a sly male voice rips her out of her daze and causes her heart to miss a beat.
The woman’s eyes dart up to the faces of to grinning guys. Both of them wearing the attire of the royal guard. One of them is burly with a bald head, while the other, younger one has chin long hazel hair. With his slim stature he doesn’t look older than eighteen or nineteen perhaps.
Both men are glaring hungrily at her body, now nearly uncovered by the cloak. “You know that public indecency is a crime and we have to take you to the sherrif?!”, the older one laughs again in his snarly voice.
Realizing, that this would reveal her identity and bring shame over the royal family, the Queen throws herself at the feet of the guards. ” Please don’t, I beg of you “, she cries panicking.
After hearing her utter those words, a dark smile forms on the lips of the bald guy. ” Thought so, well I think we can arrange an alternate solution “, he cackles. With this he pulls down his pants, shoving his hardening dick in her face.
The Queen understands her situation, hesitantly opening her mouth to let in his veiny cock. As he pulls her head down his shaft, his musky manly odour whafts into her nosenose, getting her worked up, even while knowing it’s wrong.
As if being senseless, her hand wanders down between her legs, plunging into her again seeping cunt. The soldier laughs dirtily, “hey lad, you should join in too, this slut is real good!”.
” I dunno, this would be my first time, and is this really okay?”, he asks unsure of himself. His partner laughs again, “are you for real kiddo, this whore wants it, we’re just helping a citizen here.”
For minutes one could have heard the slurping sounds of the Queen’s face getting fucked and the grunts of the guard out of the ally, if one would’ve taken a second to listen.
But in the busy crowd, those noises got lost, leaving the three lusting figures undetected. In the meantime grew the cock of the younger soldier in his pants, and he slowly lost his inhibitions, as his primal urges stirred up.
He too freed his member and held it in front of the woman. Greedily his majesty grabbed it, expertly jerking it to full length, whilst still taking his partner in her sloppy mouth.
Seeing the boy succumbing to his needs, the old guy decides it’s time for him to proceed to the main event. He forces this lowly whore on all fours and takes her swolen slit from behind, sliding his girthy rod with ease into the hot, slimy fuck sleeve.
His companion now fills the emptiness he left behind in her tight throat and the two are roughly spitroasting the woman.
Everytime he plunges himself deep into her slit, her face is forced all the way down the shaft of the young gun. Her volptous tits swaying back and forth in a tantalizing way.
Drool is running down the Queen’s chin and her ecstatic moans get muffled by the big, girthy piece of meat deep inside her throat.
This goes on for a while, until the young inexperienced soldier grabs her golden locks, pushing his cock all the way down her mouth.
With bucking hips he pours his thick cockjuice inside her. Greedily she swallows his sweet cum, tears running down her face, but she doesn’t notice them in her pleasure.
After she cleaned the delicous cum off his dick, the guard slumps down on a wall, leaving just the bald guy to satisfy his majesties needs.
He too feels his climax slowly creeping up. He picks up the pace of his thrusts, his pelvis crashing relentless against her thick thighs, causing them to ripple deliciously.
His hand goes up, just to slam onto her fat ass hard, leaving a bright red mark on the white skin. The Queen yelps in pleasureful pain, franticaly working towards her own climax.
The soldier slaps her again and again, both of them moaning like they lost all reason. With a few last pumps, he unloads his hot load deep inside her womb.
“Oh, oh my gooshh, I’m cuuhhmingg!”, the slutty Queen whines, unable to speak in coherent sentences anymore. As she feels herself cumming, a spurt of clear fluid squirts out of her, splashing against the man’s pelvis.
The burly guard laughs, as he pulls out of her pussy, leaving a white stream of his semen. ” Well, glad you slut liked it too. Now get lost, or we’ll really take you to the sherrif. With these words, they both leave the allyway, unknowing, who the really defiled just now.
The Queen of Karandor lies on the cobblestones, still dazed by the sex, a puddle of cum forming underneath her cunt.
She will definetely do this again.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/va0swb/the_queens_secret_fmm_noncon