A sexy night

When the banquet ended and everyone went home for the night, you quickly escorted Olga bridal-style to your personal quarters in the Lichtenstein Palace, where you quickly engaged in a heated making out session of tongue-twirling and saliva-mixing.

And oh Gods, her mouth was like heaven! Those soft lips, her silky smooth skin, those mountains on her chest, it took no time at all for you to get hard.

Olga, placing a hand on your crotch, says, "Oh, looks like your 'sword' is getting pretty excited, isn't it?"

"I-I suppose..." You muttered.

Olga raised an eyebrow, but feigned ignorance and proceeded to push you onto the bed, and you both stripped out of your clothes to expose your naked flesh to the world.

"Oh, you're surprisingly muscular," Said Olga.

You were more of a bureaucrat than a soldier, but through Matilda's persistent attempts to **** you to train swordsmanship, you gained a fit body that was easily the envy of unfit men and the desire of women.

That, and even among your family - whose men were always gifted down below - you had easily the largest schlong in all of the Crown family's history at eighteen inches with the thickness to match.

"Oh my... oh my..."

Olga was definitely surprised at that point, her eyes wide.

And then, she began licking it with a slutty tongue, lathering your manhood in a generous coating of saliva.

It was the first time you ever had your manhood treated like that, and you moaned almost girlishly at her ministrations.

Olga giggled, continuing to lick your manhood without stopping, before she began to smother it in her slovenly breasts.

"Aw... do you like it?" Asked Olga.

"Y-Yes..." You answered.

You had only read about this in a smutty novel before, but you were certain this was your first 'boobjob'. Olga massaged your cock with her breasts in a steady, slow rhythm, making it grow erect.

It was pure **** having to endure this great sensation for what felt like hours, but your mind was nearing cloud nine. Before long, you came, spurting semen onto Olga's face.

"Oh my... this is..."

Olga tentatively licked the semen from her face, and though she initially cringed at the taste, she never stopped licking. Gods, she looked so sexy licking the semen from her fingers.

"Well then, hope you have enough energy left..."

Then Olga positioned her pussy above your cock.

"For the main course."

And with one move, your cock pierced her pussy.

"Ahh!"

You could see blood leaking from her pussy, even in the midst of the greatest pleasure you were experiencing right now.

"Y-You're a virgin?" You asked.

"D-Don't make me say it!" Olga said.

Without an iota of experience, she hammered her hips on yours like a hammer, mercilessly crushing your cock in the confines of her fleshy depths as she pinned your arms down, crashing her lips against yours to stifle your loud moans. It was as if you were a mere **** to your master, a **** to the pleasure she was giving you like baptismal water.

Then, you reached your climax, and you shot another round of thick sticky sperm deep inside her womb. Unable to control yourselves any longer, your loud moans reverberated throughout the bedchamber.

Olga twitched for a few moments, her face transfixed in utter bliss, before she collapsed onto your muscular chest, panting but happy.

"S-So... how was the Queen's virginity, Xarric?" Asked Olga.

"...Magnificent," You mouthed, "So how was mine?"

"You were... a virgin?" Olga asked incredulously.

"Believe it or not, yes," You said, "You can blame my being a workaholic."

Olga merely sighed, too tired to laugh.

"Bah, and here I thought men of your position would at least have a mistress or two," Said Olga.

"Please, that's far too general of a perspective," You said, "Although... you're not wrong either."

With that, the two of you drifted to sleep.

Just outside your bedchambers stood Chloe and Matilda, the both of them blushing furiously like innocent maidens.

"..."

"..."

Both were rather chatty folk if work did not demand so much of them, but they were both virgins as well.

So they can be forgiven for being unable to speak a word after hearing the loud moans from behind the wall.

"..."

"..."

At least the soundproofing ensured it didn't wake up the palace's other inhabitants.