Console the Queen

You feel **** to agree to the Queen's request. You've laid with her before, but to do so now feels like taking advantage of the situation, to say nothing of the precarious situation you find yourself in. You're already wanted for a crime you didn't commit, you don't dare to imagine how worse things would be if the King found you with his wife, the same day you were discovered with his daughter. She, for her part, doesn't seem interested in your silent hesitation. Drawing close to you, she lets the top of her dress fall, exposing her large, slightly droopy breasts to you. A slight smile comes across her face

"Come now, Silve. You can't deny that even now, you're excited and happy to see these."

"That is true" You reply honestly, feeling your cock rise and harden as you stare.

"Concern about civility and moral uprightness hasn't stopped you before big boy, why let it stop you now?" She stands on the tip of her toes to give you a proper kiss, leaning against your body as she slips her tongue in your mouth. Any resistance you may have had is gone at the moment of her touch, and you immediately respond by pressing back with yours. Your receptiveness encourages her, as she works to unfasten the buttons of your breeches. The moment your cock is exposed to the cold air, she grasps it and begins to stroke it firmly

"While we're being honest, I have to admit that I have something of a type as well." She says between heavy breaths. The pause in kissing allows you a chance to work on your shirt as well. "Once I've had you, my husband was never able to satisfy me."

"Was he ever that good at it before?"

"No, not really. Strictly self centered, and far too confident in his abilities and...prowess. Not like this though."

"Are you sure this isn't payback?" you ask foolishly. Her face contorts briefly "So what if it is? After what just happened, after what I've had to put up with, I've earned the right to go beyond the bounds of my marriage." As she retorts, she removes her dress completely, stepping out of it daintily as it lay on the floor, ignored.

"Yes, Your Majesty." You reply obligingly.

"Good boy." She says with a sinister smile as she walks backwards to her bed. "Now, come here." She hops onto her bed, laying belly down, exposing her lovely ass and shapely legs, with her head a foot or so in front. "This is going to need to get good and wet for later" She opens her mouth, with her tongue stuck out as your cock approaches. You hold her by the back of her neck as you slide in, her lips clamping down around the head like a bear trap. She moans lustily as she sucks on your thick green dick, trying her best to coat every last bit of flesh in her saliva. The further down she chooses to go, the more you push forward with your hips, until the tip of your cock is pushing down into her throat. Though you would never say it out loud, Queen Belvedine is a far better fuck than the Princess. Not only more experienced, but willing to do more as well. You've had to nearly beg on your knees for a blowjob, and nothing like this before. You lose yourself for a moment, grabbing her with both hands as you fuck the Queen's face with all the youthful ferocity you can bear. You're brought back to reality suddenly as you feel her push against your legs, and as you pull out, you hear a large gasping breath. You try to utter an apology, but the haughty smile on her face shows that's not necessary.

"Gods, I love your cock in me like that." She spits on it and strokes it quickly for good measure "I think this is ready for the main event, now get in this bed. You're going to fuck my ass, and you'll do it just like you did my throat." Her bluntness was a surprise, as was her giving orders. As you joined her, she rolled over and rose up to her hands and knees. Though you know what she told you to do, you couldn't help but improve the situation a little. Rather than giving her cock just yet, you bent down and loved on her asshole with your tongue. Queen Belvedine yelped in equal parts surprise and joy.

"Oh Silve! That's amazing. You're such a doteful lover. Now, hurry up and give me the real thing."

"Yes, Your Majesty" You moan as you push your cock into the forbidden hole of her ass. She's beside herself in lust, moaning loudly with every inch that pushes inside. It's not the first time, but rare enough that she is still impossibly tight,

"Yes that's it. Lay claim to my ass Silve! I've never let my husband have me this way." Despite what she said, you start slowly, so as to not hurt her and to recover a little from the throat fucking you did earlier.

"Fuuuck. You're exactly what I've always wanted Silve." Her admission of lust and guilt goes further "That pissant husband of mine could never do this. The only way I could ever get off was if I imagined he was someone else."

"You've always craved big dick than?"

"Yes! and a strong young man who can actually use it!" She calms down a little "I guess my daughter must have gotten that from me."

"Perhaps, but she's never let me have her ass like you do"

"Well, than you have all the more reason to rescue her than, don't you?" The mood turns a little melancholy, as the dirty talk stops and your pace slows.

"Listen Silve, I know she's your true love, and I know that I can't really replace her. Just, if you can't save her, at least let this be a consolation prize?"

"Right" You reply, putting your effort back into it. You close your eyes, as you hold her waist with both hands, imagining it was the princess you were inside of instead. You can't help but think of her, and what you would do to get her back. Your pace quickens, your thrusts grow in intensity. The Queen can't keep up, falling into the bed, one arm buried under her body, stroking her pussy as you continue to pummel her ass like it's the last thing you'll ever do. Your moans turn into loud, ferocious grunts as your orgasm approaches. You don't even think about it, not for a second. You immediately know. Queen Belvedine is having you to spite her miserable and tyrant of a husband, so you're really going to do something he would never get to. You pump your load as deep into her hot, tight little asshole as you can. It's a total rush, causing you to feel lightheaded as a result, having completely missed whether she came as well or not.

"Well, that wasn't what we set out to do" She said with an amused grin "But it's what I needed, even if I didn't know it at first. Thank you Silve. Take a moment to recoup, and I'll sneak you out the escape corridor. I'd send Trevolia with you if I could. I'll make sure the carriage that takes her away has troubles leaving, and is in the stables near the east garden. Find a way to get her and away from her captors."

"Any ideas on how I do that?"

"I'm afraid it'll have to involve ****, and getting a few favors from the lowlifes of the kingdom." She said sorrowfully "I wish I could do more."