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A Morning After
Admiring Helga
Helga woke up to the feeling someone cupping her bosoms and planting kisses on the back of her neck. She felt someone press their body on her back. That someone is none other than you. "Good morning, my sweet queen." You say as she shifts her position. She winces and brings a hand over to her womanhood. Last night was the most lust filled night you have ever had. Having brought her over the edge nearly eight times and you spilling your seed inside her a total of ten. Smeared all over her pussy, inner thighs and blonde pubic hair were a dried or drying combination of your cum and her vaginal fluids and virgin's blood.
"Are you all right?" You asked concerned. Your hands still cupping her breasts.
"I am... I am fine, good king. Just sore, quite sore, from last night. You planted so much of your seed inside me. I am certain I am with child from this."
"I have no questions in regards to either of our fertility, my sweet Queen. I am certain my child grows within you as we speak." You place your hand on her belly. "No," you correct yourself, "our child."
After a while, you both switch to a sitting position on her bed. Your backs resting comfortably against the pillows. Helga raised her knees and pulled them a little closer. You sit to her right and you shower the right side of her neck and cheek with kisses as you play with her hair. You run your palm smoothly over her soft hair. You guess she loves the attention since she doesn't oppose it. "You have such beautiful hair."
"Thank you," She says, "I have not had the opportunity to cut it quite recently."
"No!" You suddenly half-shout. "I mean, don't cut it. I absolutely adore your hair. It's so long and smooth to the touch. I think I can spend hours happily playing with it. Please don't cut it." And for the first you hear Helga giggle and it quite a lot shocks you. You smile at hearing her giggle.
"Goodness, good King. Have I allured you already?"
"I believe you did when I first laid eyes on you. You are so beautiful, Queen Helga. I don't know why no one has ever decided to propose marriage to you."
"I have. There have been others who wanted to take me as their wife but I would have had to resign myself to a life of a peasant or a minor lady. I could not and would not have that. Then you came. Good king," she looks away a bit, "should you ever tire of your wife, would you consider marrying me? Perhaps make our child your heir. He could rule both our kingdoms when his time comes."
You look at her sharply for that question. But rather than retorting angrily, you calmly tell her, "Ambitious, aren't you? It will be a long cold day in hell before I grow tired of her. She is not great beauty like you are, my sweet, but she is has a good heart and a better mind. She is currently ruling in my stead with the help of some advisers of course. But I do think I could come to marry you should the worse happen to my wife. But don't you get any ideas. I don't want her dying anytime soon. She is a kind, sweet woman. I am quite fond of her and I love her. Even if she did, her child would still be my heir."
"You say you love her but you take to bed another woman and put a baby in her belly."
"As I said before, I am no symbol of chastity. I keep my word. That much is true. But I love sex too much to keep to one bed. In that sense, I am no different than most kings and lords."
Helga turns her head to you and draws in for a kiss. She holds your face while doing so. You note something different about this kiss. It was more longing and maybe even loving. You kiss back with the same feeling. Soon she breaks the kiss but keeps holding on to your face. You see in her eyes the exact same longing. "Take me back with you to Ostgrenze. I wish to see the woman who holds your heart."
"Are you sure that's wise? Your people need you right now."
"That man of yours, Otto was it? Leave him here. One army will remain here to safeguard the Kingdom and maintain the peace. The food Duchess Eliza has bought has already done its job of calming and feeding the masses. I shall be indebted to her and her people until I die. It has made bringing my people to heel with my rule."
"Is this what you truly want?" She answers with a "Yes." You nod, "Very well then. Let us go."
The Ship Ride Home
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The Royal Succession
Creating an heir to the throne
This story is meant to be a semi-realistic game focused around the succession to a fictional medieval kingdom. Impregnation and related fetishes will dominate, though users-added chapters may take things in a different direction. / will be available as optional, not mandatory choices.
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