Drogo the Conqueror

Daenerys Targaryen sat in a silky blue dress with her milky stomach exposed with a criss-crossed ‘X’ from the dress across her belly button. Her white-blonde hair was perfectly done, bobbing on her shoulder as she looked out to her subjects.

Before her, sat Cersei of House Lannister, her normal red and gold dressings had been stripped away, and instead she stood in a less-regal looking red, wrap around, showing off her large breasts and tight body. Beside her, Sansa of House Stark, the now of-age Stark woman had a pink twist-dress that covered her stomach but exposed her hips from the side and most of her upper leg. Margaery of House Tyrell was the last, in a green halter top that exposed all of her stomach and abdomen in its beautiful glory. She wore matching green skirt that was vaguely transparent to show off her long luscious legs.

Cersei was the first to step forward. Cersei stepped towards Drogo and reached for his half-erect cock with her smooth hands. At her touch, she felt it twinge and harden, growing to its full mass. Nervously, Cersei lowered herself to her knees, rubbing his dick as she did. “Suck my cock, woman,” he said, running his fingers through her golden hair. Cersei opened her mouth, sliding the phallus across her tongue towards the back of her throat where she felt herself gag, with a long slurping sound, Drogo pulled his cock out of her mouth, only to slowly pull Cersei’s head all the way back down his length. Dany watched in entertained silence as Cersei’s shimmering blonde head bobbed back and forth.

Soon later, Cersei lay on her side, naked, with Drogo on his knees between her legs. Both his hands were on her left hip, which face up, and his hips rolled in and out of the Lannister woman slowly and rhythmically, like a slow song. What little fat was on Cersei’s body curled up at the base of her stomach every time he pushed fully inside of her.

Her blonde hair had come loose and was now sprawled like the sun out behind her head as Drogo fucked her. “Ah yes, yes, fuck!” she shouted, until a stream of clear liquid erupted from her pussy and squirted out onto the floor, “Holy fucking shit.” When Drogo was done with the Lannister whore, he turned his attention North.

It was Sansa’s turn, as Drogo gently grabbed her, pulling the redheaded Stark girl close where he kissed her for several seconds. Then, he turned Sansa away from him, lifting her pink dress up to expose her naked pale ass. He lifted one of her legs in the air and with his other hand, guided his erect cock towards Sansa’s quim. Sansa bit her lip, looking back at Drogo with a lusty smile.

The tip of his dick met Sansa’s tight cunt for several seconds before it finally began to thrust into her. Drogo took his free hand and slipped inside of the hole of Sansa’ twist dress as he slowly rocked his hips back and forth. Sansa tilted her head back in relief when he was fully inside her, cooing gently with each smooth push inside of her. Drogo slowly worked his dick in and out of the Stark woman, letting her feel each and every inch both on its way in and outside of her pussy, “Oh fuck, yes,” Sansa moaned every time his length was fully inside of her. Her cheeks flushed pink.

Drogo held Sansa’s tiny butt with one massive hand, his palms covering the entire surface area of her snowy ass. He pulled the cheeks apart, stretching her out to better fit his cock inside of her. He watched it disappear in and out of Sansa, turning her flesh red with the **** of his thrusting impact.

Sansa’s braided red hair swung back and forth like a pendulum as Drogo fucked her standing up. He pumped her body up with each thrust, lifting her and stretching her, making her feel every mind-blowing inch of his manhood.

The slapping of Sansa’s body against the Dothraki leader did little to drown out her constant cooing and moaning as a third orgasm built inside of her. Drogo kissed her lips, as he pumped inside of her, Sansa’ bit down on his lips as she came, almost instantly, her pussy tight and virginal no more. The wolf girl collapsed to the floor still stuck in pleasurable bliss.

Margaery Tyrell would serve the Greatest Khal at last. The Dothraki man ripped her see-thru emerald skirt clean off of her. They kissed eagerly, his hands tracing across Margery’s snowy exposed legs and hips. The Tyrell girl spread herself on her side and allowed him to take her sideways. He lifted her long, beautiful leg enough to enter her, his other hand wrapped across her side and navel.

Drogos dick was enormous, and Margery whined in pain and pleasure as he entered her aggressively. When he had fully reached inside of her, she turned her head back and kissed him patiently as the rocking of his hips stretched her pussy to capacity. Dany watched as they made love, they fiendish rhythm of his cock separating her luscious pale legs.

Margery’s hips were off the ground, her arms at full length as Drogo stood behind her at full height, her legs wrapped backwards around him. Margery’s pale body worked back and forth like an exotic dancer as she was held in the air by the strong Dothraki arms.

Margaery felt the bubble from the spot where Drogo’s huge dick kept pressing inside of her cunt. It was like a warm sensation slowly spreading through her uterus until it coursed through her bloodstream. In a moment her whole body seized in pleasure as a orgasm rippled through her like a tsunami, causing her arms to go weak and she slipped onto the ground.

“And to think, I once tried to make love to a gay man.” She sighed, happily and cheeks flush. The highborn slut laid down to rest from the intense fucking.

Drogo walked over to his sun and stars. She looked at his Sword of the Morning and started to clean it. It was a good day to be Khal.