Part 4

Sansa's relief was short lived as the man didn’t even wait to pull his cock out entirely before thrusting back in, the short sharp jab of his thrust causing hers to widen and water as she gagged around his length. With apparently little care for her comfort the man increased the speed of his thrusting; grabbing onto her hair and grunting loudly as he shoved his dick in and out of her mouth. As her throat was blocked by the cock sliding in and out of it and her nose spending a great deal of time pressed deeply into his thick, course pubic hair Sansa began to feel light headed and feared she would pass out before the man would finish with her but as her throat tightened around his dick the man suddenly stiffened and the balls resting against her chin throbbed and strained as he unleashed three great volleys of sperm; the first of which he poured directly down her gullet, coating her throat and filling her stomach with his thick semen before pulling back and flooding her mouth with his seed. As her cheeks were filled with cum Sansa couldn’t contain the sheer volume of sperm in her mouth which **** it’s way out around his shaft and down her chin before he pulled out of her mouth completely and shot his final load over her face, coating her pretty features and splattering her hair with his spunk.

Coughing and heaving violently as copious amounts of sperm poured from her mouth and onto the bed Sansa felt a hand lovingly stroke her back. Looking through watery eyes Sansa saw Margaery staring proudly at her “You did so well my sweet pet.” Margaery praised her happily.

“I...I did?” Sansa sniffed, looking down at the mess she had made.

“Of course you did.” Margaery assured her “To take a cock as big as that for your first time, I’m so proud of you.” She said as she hugged her tightly.

“T-Thank you Your Majesty.” Sansa said, tears welling up in her eyes and falling down her cheeks to leave rivulets in the thick layer of cum that coated her face.

As Margaery began scooping the sperm into Sansa's mouth the queen turned Sansa's head so that she could stare at Wat and his still hard cock “Look at that.” Margaery purred into Sansa's ear “Still hard even after giving you this much cum. It’s like that because you’re so beautiful.” Margaery told her.

“Don’t be absurd!” Sansa cried blushing. “It’s because of you, you’re so much more beautiful than I am.” She insisted.

“Oh hush.” Margaery grinned at her and grabbed her hand to bring it between her thighs. “Do you feel wet I am? I’m like this because of how sexy you are.” She purred as she leaned in and kissed Sansa, apparently not caring that her lips were covered in the bards semen. Breaking the kiss with a smile Margaery extended her tongue to seductively lick her lips before turning to the minstrel who was stroking his cock at the sight to the two entwined beauties. “Don’t you agree Wat? Isn’t Sansa the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen?”

“Second only to you, your grace.” He grinned.

“You see!” Sansa said, vindicated.

“Oh he’s just saying that because I’m queen.” Margaery said with a smile “He’s a bard, it behoves them to ingratiate themselves with the most influential woman in the room.” She said as she brought her hand to the apex of Sansa's thighs and gently rubbed her cunny making her moan. “Now, are you ready to be fucked by Wat’s big cock?” getting a nervous nod from the girl Margaery moved Sansa to position her on all fours, her ass thrust out towards the man who stepped forward to knee behind her and squeeze her pale rear. Grasping his cock Wat ran his cock up and down her pouting labia to wet his tip he pressed his cockhead to her anus making her body shudder. “Any preference your grace?” he asked the queen.

mmm, now that’s a question.” Margaery smiled as she sat in front of Sansa and lovingly stroked her hair. “Which would you like Sansa dear?”

“W-Whatever you want Your Majesty.” Sansa said, blushing as she buried her face into Margaery’s lap.

“How thoughtful of you.” Margaery smiled as she wrapped her legs around Sansa's head to hold her face to her pussy. “I think I’ll keep your ass all to myself.” She decided “Wat, you may fuck the lady Sansa's pussy.” She said magnanimously.

“Thank you Your Grace.” The Blue Bard leered as he repositioned his cock to Sansa's nether lips and thrust into her formerly virgin love channel causing Sansa to cry out into Margaery’s pussy. As his cock slide deep into her pussy Wat squeezed and slapped Sansa's pale ass, grunting as her tight pussy constricted around his dick every time he struck her pert cheeks. Showing no regard for her inexperience Wat rapidly thrust into Sansa, if anything venturing through untrodden lands only seemed to spur him on to greater fervour.

Wrapping her arms around Margaery’s soft, creamy thighs Sansa dug her fingers into her soft flesh as she let out a guttural moan directly into the queens pussy. Feeling a hand grasp her hair Sansa looked up to see Margaery staring down at her with a look of wanton lust in her eyes as her free hand groped one of her perfect breasts. “Lick my pussy Sansa.” She demanded. Doing as she was told Sansa extended her tongue and began lapping at Margaery’s labia, running it up and down her dripping snatch before sliding it as deep as she could. Grinding her pussy against Sansa's face Margaery reached down to pinch her tongue between her thumb and forefinger and drew it towards the small, swollen nub at the apex of her quim. “Lick me here!” she ordered. Nodding her head Sansa began lavishing attention on Margaery’s clit, her tongue swirling around and flicking the small bundle of nerves causing Margaery to throw her head back with a lewd moan as her thighs squeezed around Sansa's head drawing her closer to her cunny.

It wasn’t long before Sansa found her mouth flooded with the queen’s girl cum, her sweet, musky secretions gushing into her mouth forcing her to quickly swallow. The knowledge that she had giving her friend and saviour such intense pleasure set off Sansa's own orgasm; her pussy squeezing around the cock lodged deep inside of her as she juices soaked Wat’s crotch. Seeing the two gorgeous women writhing in ecstasy and feeling Sansa's tight pussy massaged his length as her innermost walls convulsed Wat grunted loudly and with several short sharp thrusts buried his cock as deep as possible into Sansa's moist cleft as his cock exploded.

Recovering from her orgasm Margaery looked down at her lover and affectionately stroked her hair. Noticing that Sansa was rocking back and forth Margaery looked down her body and noticed Wat was still thrusting into her, his eyes closed and grunting softly. Clearing her throat to get his attention Margaery said “You may leave us now Wat.”

“Of course, Your Grace.” Wat nodded as he pulled out of Sansa's pussy causing his cum to pour out from between her lips. Pausing to commit the sight of the two naked, dishevelled noblewomen to his memory Wat gave Sansa's ass one final squeeze before retrieving his clothes and leaving.

Continuing to stroke Sansa's soft hair for a while Margaery smiled as she looked down into her dazed, unfocused eyes. Slipping out from under her Margaery wandered into the next room for a moment before returning with a cum. Sitting on the bed Margaery pulled Sansa's back onto her lap and softly cooed “Sansa my love, you need to drink this.” Still in her stupor Sansa leaned up to place her lips to the brim only to grimace at the taste. “Bitter.” She complained.

“I know my sweet but you must drink your tea otherwise you may find that the Blue Bards seed has taken root.” She said as she caressed Sansa's smooth stomach and put the cup back to her lips. Watching as she drained the tea Margaery smiled down at Sansa and said “You’re such a good girl, I think you deserve a reward.” She smiled as she held up a small cake. “It’s your favourite.” She grinned as she held it to Sansa's lips. As the smell of fresh lemons wafted up her nose Sansa's mouth watered. She couldn’t remember the last time she had a lemon cake and so when she leaned up to take a bite Sansa let out a whimper when Margaery pulled it from her lips and instead rolled it down her sticky, sweat soaked body until she rested it against her puffy pussy lips. Leaning down Margaery rested her chin on Sansa's shoulder and slowly slid her other hand down Sansa's slender body to her crotch where she pressed on her mound causing Wat’s thick sperm to spurt from between her lips and splash onto the cake. Repeating this process until the cake was smothered in a thick coat of sperm at Margaery began rolling it back up her body leaving a trail of cum through her pubic hair and between her breasts until it was pressed to her lips. Opening wide Sansa finished the cake in two bites and even sucked Margaery’s sticky fingers clean. “Was that yummy my dear?”

“Yes.” Sansa nodded.

“I’m glad. Whenever you please me I’ll let you eat all the lemon cakes your can stomach.” She promised.

“I’ll endeavour to always please you, Your Majesty.” Sansa vowed.

“I’m glad to hear that.” Margaery smiled as she idly ran her finger in circles on Sansa's chest. “Do you know how Cersei **** men to do her bidding? She used her cunt.” Margaery said causing Sansa to gasp. “She whored herself out to any man she thought useful. Such a shameful way for a queen to act.” Margaery said. “But there will be times when I need a man to be... pliable to my way of thinking. And bedding a beautiful, lusty noblewoman like you would be just the way to do it.” Margaery purred into her ear as she nuzzled into the side of her face. “Would you assist me in that pursuit?”

“Of course I would.” Sansa said instantly “I would do anything for you, Your majesty.” She declared fanatically with a look of utter devotion and adoration on her face.

“Thank you my love.” Margaery grinned as she leaned down and kissed Sansa, one hand gently cupping and squeezing her breast while the Northern girl reached up to run her fingers though Margaery’s silky brown hair. Breaking the kiss Margaery lovingly caressed Sansa's cheek and said “You must be exhausted my sweet let’s get to bed.” She purred as she pulled back the covers and pulled Sansa beneath them before slipping in next to her. Wrapping her arms around Margaery, Sansa nuzzled into her chest and kissed her perfect breasts making the queen gasp happily. “Oh? Still frisky are we?” she giggled as she rolled on top of Sansa and pinned her arms to the bed. Kissing her deeply Margaery leered lustfully at her and said “I was going to let you rest but since you’re not tired I’ll summon Loras.” She growled “Then we can have some real fun.”