Queen Amelia has come to wish her a good night

Amelia was quite pleased, dinner with her daughter's fiancée had gone splendidly if she did say so herself. The poor Kevashlan noble had been absolutely pinned by the mother daughter pair and Amelia had made sure to press her considerable bust up against the poor Futa at every possible chance. Her reactions were absolutely adorable to her teasing, at one point she had even laid her hand on the woman's lap, making sure to softly stroke up the length of her cock while asking the woman a deviously difficult question about Kevashlan military policy.

However, Amelia was not content just to tease some poor unsuspecting noble woman, she had a lot more on her mind than that. If this girl was looking to marry into her family then Amelia of course would have to make sure that she was suitable for her daughter. How else was she supposed to ensure that this woman would be capable of continuing the family line other than testing her sexual prowess? She was sure that Pearls feelings about the woman were just a girlhood crush, they didn't really mean anything and she would eventually forgive her for sleeping with her suitor. She would hate to displease her beloved daughter but she did love to tease her, her adorable face looked so cute when scrunched up into a frown, just the thought of it making Amelia chuckle a little. Not to mention, she had a reputation to maintain, there was no way that a visitor to the castle sporting such a virile young cock could not have a night time encounter with Amelia, after all, she did so love engaging in foreign diplomacy.

After dinner, Amelia headed quickly to her rooms, changed out of her evening gown into an even more sultry sheer night-gown that did so little to conceal her that she might as well have been naked and then set off to Karla's rooms. It was late enough that she didn't run into anyone on the way, though the serving staff of the castle were familiar with Amelia's 'tendencies' and were always happy to look the other way. Secrecy after all was a very important virtue in the servants working at the castle, and Amelia made sure that anyone who was working would be unwilling to mention any of the nightly going-ons that the royal family could get up to.

Arriving at the accommodations that had been set aside for the visiting Kevashlan woman, Amelia had made sure that they wouldn't be placed too far away from her own quarters, she snuck into the parlor, a small spell she had learnt to silence her movements helping her move unannounced. Amelia wasn't much of a wizard, her daughter Penelope was far more skilled in that regard, but she had a handful of useful little magical tricks that she had picked up over the years and the fact that they all seemed custom suited to aid in her night-time escapades did little to bother the matriarch.

Knocking loudly on the double doors leading into the bedrooms, Amelia didn't even wait for the response before barging on in. Throwing the doors open she quickly took in what was happening, Karla was laying back on the bed her trousers down around her ankles with one hand wrapped around her impressive erection. It was about ten inches in length and about as thick as her wrist, Amelia had estimated this earlier in the night and she was pleased to see that her skills weren't growing rusty. She licked her lips at the display in front of her, the poor woman trying desperately and failing to cover up, there was little Amelia enjoyed more than breaking in virgins and the idea that she would be the first to sleep with her own daughter-in-law thrilled her in ways that were entirely inappropriate.

"A-Amelia! I mean Queen Amelia" Karla stammered out, finally able to get a pillow in front of her crotch though it wasn't large enough to cover it entirely. Her eyes went wide when she finally noticed what the queen was wearing, her cock visibly reacting to the sight. Amelia knew the effect she had on people but it was always pleasing to see it first-hand, she moved to close the gap between them, making sure to lasciviously sway her hips on her approach, the shell-shocked futa still unable to comprehend what was going on.

"I'm so sorry to bother you Karla," Amelia lied as she moved up onto the base of the bed, Karla instinctively trying to slide back but failing to do so in the compromising position she was already in. "I just thought that I should really get to know the woman who is going to marry my daughter? Dont' you want to get to know me Karla?"

Karla gulped audibly in response, struggling to form words in response as Amelia crawled seductively over the bed toward her prey.