The Flower of the North

Over the next days, you put your mind to organisational and logistical matters while letting Gilly and Jeyne do their work. After three days, Gilly reports that Sansa allowed her to slip her hand into the redhead's undergarments and making her climax for the first time. Aroused by Gilly's description and excited about the prospect of bedding Sansa yourself soon, you fuck your little wildling companion harder than ever, making her scream in overwhelming lust. She falls asleep in your arms, her afterglow engulfing you.

With the two girls both having Sansa's trust and being intimate with her, you decide it's time to execute the plot. You send them both to her room, then wait in your chambers for an hour before following them. Gilly has tied a piece of fabric to her doorknob, the signal that everything goes as intended and you can come in.

You are greeted by the most beautiful sight a man can imagine. Beautiful, pale Sansa lies on her back on the bed, her body arching in pleasure as Jeyne kisses her passionately and fondles her small breasts while Gilly lies between her legs, her arms around Sansa's thighs, licking the redhead's pussy and making her legs twitch. Sansa doesn't even notice you, but your two wingwomen look up and give you a wink, then continue their work. Slowly you approach, careful to burn this beautiful image into your memory forever. But the thought of fucking Sansa eventually overcomes the enjoyment of this scene. You remove your clothes, then gently tap Gilly on the shoulder and signal her to retreat. You immediately take over her spot while Gilly joins Jeyne in playing with Sansa's tits.

The Stark girl is too aroused to even notice that there are three people pleasuring her, so you simply enjoy a minute of eating her cunt. She tastes like lemoncakes, which is hardly surprising considering she eats the things all the time. Your cock is already rock-hard, so you quickly retreat from her snatch, sit up, move in close and guide it towards her entry. You gently slide it up and down, but only when you carefully push it in half an inch, Sansa suddenly opens her eyes.

The look on her face is hard to read - there is less shock than you would have expected, only surprise and confusion; but she just looks at you while you push further. "Lord Yohn", she then moans, and closes her eyes again.

Score, you think. Just as you predicted, Sansa's inhibitions were a lot lower now that she was already fully aroused and in the middle of a lovemaking session. You invade her snatch deeper, earning the most erotic moan you have ever heard. Gilly and Jeyne slow down their affections until they eventually stop, give you final kiss and an encouraging wink, then grab their clothes and leave the room.

You penetrate Sansa as deep as you can for now, but her tight cunt still resists your invasion. You caress her thighs, her waist, her beautiful, small breasts, then lean forward and press a sensual kiss on her moth. She seems insecure, but returns it tentatively. After a minute of nervous making out, she grows into it, quickly gaining confidence and enjoying the kiss more and more. As you finally break away, she opens her eyes.

"Sansa, beautiful", you finally say. She just responds with a lustful moan as you push into her. You kiss her cheeks while wrapping your hand around her neck, then push again, harder this time, and finally you break her defenses, making her cry out in pain, then sliding deep into her virgin pussy. With that, there's no stopping you. You speed up your thrusts, her moans of pleasure mix with moans of pain, and you ram her into the bed. "Yohn", she cries out, barely able to say even one word between her ecstatic cries. Her auburn hair is a mess, her white body glistens from sweat, her mouth is open and her eyes closed in pure bliss, her back arched, her legs spread wide apart, welcoming you between them. She's perfect, every part of her body flawless and beautiful and cute. With another violent ram into the bed, you release all that lust, all the anticipation of fucking the woman of your dreams, of defiling and deflowering this innocent, adorable Northern princess, and you fill her up with a never-ending stream of semen. Finally, you both collapse on top of each other, and while nuzzling her neck, you drift away...

{if northern_girls = 5}{endif}