Some Sex and Impregnations

Being King is tough work and so is being a father. Everyday there's always something that needs taken care of, someone with a problem either legitimate or felonious. You are lucky you have a competent council and a competent wife to help you along with such matters. Letters from Helga and Eliza tell of good news regarding them and their realms. Toscana is still officially a part of Nordreich but that will change once Franz Karl's coming war is successful. Helga and Eliza's children, thanks be to the Almighty, are doing well. The children you have with you are placed in a nursery where they can play together.

Still the stress of Kingly matters take a toll on you and you need to relieve yourself of stress. Best way to do that is to have some sex. Boy you could go for some sex. As you walk along aimlessly, you hear the giggles of several women. Following the sounds you are eventually led to five servant girls sitting in a circle around a table happily laughing about whatever their topic of discussion is. Among them is a mother of your child, Angelika.

Without warning, you pull Angelika off her chair making the young woman shriek in fright. “Your majesty! I did not know it was you.” The other servant girls just stay in silence.

“It is allright, Angelika. I am in need of you.”

“Oh what may I do for you, your majesty?”

With a neutral face, you grab her wrist and drag her off with you. “Where are you taking me, your majesty?” You don’t respond. You just lead her to your chambers and let that be the answer. In your haste, you neglect to make sure the doors are properly closed.

You lead her on to your marital bed. It is only then that she understands what you want. “You want to take me to bed? You should have just say so, your majesty. It would be my pleasure to take care of your needs.” Angelika attempts to untie her laces but you stop her.

Instead you have her lie back, push her garb up and pull her underwear down her knees and off her feet. You drop your trousers to halfway doen your thighs and your fully erect cock is exposed and it isn’t long before you push it inside Angelika.

“Oh Almighty, that feels good!” She moans. You hover her, hands intertwined. “Ah!”

“Your cunt has gone on too long without my cock inside it, Angelika.”

“Too long, your majesty! Ah!”

You don’t pause at all when you ask, “How is Anna? How is our daughter? Uhh!”

“You know how she is, your majesty! Do not act as though you do not check on her every now and then. Our daughter is fine. She grows by the day.”

You two don’t speak afterwards. Angelika wraps her arms around your back. Her hair all disheveled and sprawled on the bed.

When you feel you are about to cum, you make it known to her. “Oh Almighty! Angelika, I’m about to cum!”

“I could Ah! I could get pregnant, your majesty! But you can cum inside me if that is your desire, my love. My womb will always welcome your child to grow within.”

You drive your cock in deep as your seed explodes in its abundance inside her cunt. You grunt repeatedly. She cums too from feeling the heat of your seed. She pants, still holding on to your body. Sweat covers both your foreheads.

Looking at you with love, she caresses your face. “Have I satisfied you, your majesty? Is my King pleased with my body?”

You nod at her. You kiss her quickly before pulling your shrinking cock out of her and getting off the bed. She throws her garb down back to cover her half nakedness while you pull your trousers back up. “You were wonderful, Angelika.” You offer Angelika your hand and help her off the bed. You peck her on the lips.

You are about to lead her to the door only for you to spot Camilla standing by the open door. “My love,” Camilla begins, “you could have had the decency to remember to close the door.” She faces Angelika, “Leave us, girl.”

“Right away, my Queen.” Angelika leaves the room and closes the door behind her.

“Now then,” Camilla looks at you with lustful eyes, “watching you fuck that maid has made me wet between my thighs.” Camilla quickly undresses and her shaven hairless pussy is soaked in her vaginal juices. “Fuck me, my love.”

Your cock grows hard again and you free yourself of your clothes. “Come here, my Queen.” You bring her close and lift her up on you. Your cock enters her and you hold her butt to keep her from falling. Her fluids provide an easy slide inside.

Opting not to go for the bed, you make your way to the wall and fuck your legal wife against it. Her arms encircle you and as you kiss her neck, her hand eggs you on by grabbing the back of your head and pushing it closer to her neck.

“I wish I could get your pregnant.” You mutter in the throes of sex.

“I wish it were so as well, my love.” She groans. You’ve had this conversation before but now it was sex talk.

You both orgasm at the same time sometime later.

You piston hard and fast in and out of Holda's warm, tight and wet vagina. Holda is on her hands and knees on the floor and you on your knees, your hands happily giving her ass a few slaps. Her large breasts swings back and forth. You give them a nice squeeze, forcing milk to leak out and drip into your hand and onto the floor beneath. Despite having just given birth not to long ago, you are in the mind of impregnating her again. Her vaginal fluids drip onto the floor as well.

"My love, I beg of you. Do not cum inside me. I had just given birth and I do not wish to be with child so soon."

"Holda, my dear Holda. As royal mistress, you serve to pleasure me and it pleasures me to see your belly round and heavy with child. If I want you pregnant, you will get pregnant."

"Do you really want me pregnant again, my King?" She says with a hint of protest.

"Yes! I want you pregnant again. A large round belly with my child inside."

"If it pleases you then, my King." She resigns to her fate to be pregnant again.

You cum a minute later. You collapse on her back as your cock fires stream after stream of like creating seed.

You soon lay in each other's arms. Your hand touches her belly, showing proof of a child having been carried inside recently. "My dear Holda. You will birth me plenty of children. I intend for you not to go two months without a child in your womb. Not if I can't help it."

"I shall do my duty as your mistress, you majesty. I shall bear you many children."

Drinking breastmilk as a full grown man is not as taboo and as weird as you had originally thought it would be. Drinking breastmilk is what you are doing right now as you fuck Dorothye. Dorothye moans out loud as your cock slides in and out of her cunt. You're on a sitting position on bed with Dorothye sitting on you, cocking impaling her. Dorothye has her arms around your head while you suck away at the milk that your children also drunk.

Like with Angelika and Holda, you intend to get Dorothye pregnant again. You gulp down the milk that accumulated in your mouth. But just as how Dorothye gives you her mother's milk, you give Dorothye your father's milk. You laugh in your mind. Mother's milk helps little babies grow and nourishes them when they have no teeth to chew food with. Father's milk, if seed could be called that, helps create little babies.

"You're like a baby, my King." Dorothye giggles.

"Don't act like it didn't make you feel good." You smile at her, milk leaks from your mouth as you do so. Dorothye cups your face and you kiss passionately.