Fun in the Carriage

Sahariel knelt on the floor of the spacious royal carriage. Her impractical dress had immediately shifted and her round asscheeks jutted out behind while her huge denied cock stood painfully erect, twitching and leaking. She felt her anal ring pulse and twitch around the invasive plug which gently massaged a spot inside of her that made her moan with arousal. Her face was flushed and her skin tingled and prickled. Every movement of the slinky dress against her skin, every shift of the plug inside of her made her shiver.

She ached to touch her throbbing dick. It felt so long since she had cum. Her mother had ordered her to keep her hands behind her back until told otherwise, and she obeyed as she urgently swirled her tongue around the thick shaft in front of her. She bobbed her head back and forth rhythmically on her father’s girthy cock.

“Get him good and ready, sweety.” Queen Nahariel cooed sitting next to her consort. Her own dress bunched above her wide hips as her fingers lightly circled her swollen clitoris.

“Isn’t our daughter disgusting?” The queen continued. “Sucking her own father’s cock on the way to her first real public appearance. Shameful.”

Sahariel felt her face burn and her eyes water. Her dick somehow grew harder and the flow of her precum increased. Her ass clenched around the plug, invading her ass and rubbing her prostate. She could not remember the last time she had ever been so on fire with lust.

Her father’s only response was to place his large hand gently on the side of her head, one thumb resting on the tiny nub of her horn. His eyes bored into her, cold yet alive with desire. She shivered and could not look away as she drooled all over her father’s cock.

Queen Nahariel lifted her shapely leg and gave her daughter a gentle shove backwards with her foot. There was an audible “Pop!” as her full lips finally parted with the cock she had been sucking and she shifted backwards. She obediently kept her hands behind her back.

The queen swiftly straddled the High Marshall, her back arching against his chest as she slowly lowered herself. She gasped as she always did as she felt the fullness of him enter her so quickly. Her consort couldn’t help but smirk knowingly as he felt her has rest on his pelvis. He cupped his hands beneath her thick thighs to give him more leverage.

Nahariel moaned in pleasure. She needed this. Thankfully, Telhazarim was only happy to oblige.

Sahariel righted herself as best she could and remained kneeling in front of her parents. Her breathing came out in ragged gasps and her mouth hung open as she stared at the cock slowly working her mother’s pussy. She felt tears of frustration build in her eyes as she whined pitifully. She wanted to cum so bad! Somewhere in her lust-addled brain, she made the connection between her mother’s happiness and her own need for release.

Sahariel stared at her mother’s glistening slit and erect clit. Her father’s big dick slowly moved in and out in gentle strokes. She saw her mother’s hips start to gyrate faster, but her hulk of a father lifted her thighs so that only the head of his cock remained inside her. Her mother hissed in need before slowing her quivering hips, and he allowed her to continue receiving deep long strokes.

Sahariel swallowed as her ridiculous cock leaked a steady river of precum. Her mother looked down on her as she luxuriated in the sensations her consort brought out in her. He always knew how to fuck her just how she needed. He deferred to her in all things, except how he took her. It was nice to let someone else run things. Queen Nahariel looked down at her horny daughter kneeling on the floor of the carriage. Every bump in the road sent the slut’s big tits jiggling. The look on the girl’s face was pathetic. The little bitch would probably do anything to be given the chance to cum.

The Queen smiled.