You and Camilla Make Love

You furiously kiss Camilla. Your tongue at full **** injects into her unsuspecting mouth. You are practically eating her mouth. You only stop because she pushes you off. "My love, what has gotten into you?"

"I just miss you, that's all. I've bedded and impregnated a good number of women. But I think it's time I bedded you, my love."

She peacefully whispers your name before she takes off her clothes. "That truth is... I've wanted this too." She throws her clothes away to the side including the fake belly she used to fool everyone. As you already know, her body has no truly enticing aspects. Her chest was flat but her nipples were puffy and pink. Her ass was small. Her womanhood concealed by the triangle of brown hair between her thighs. Her figure was slender and shamefully you admit, her body didn't seem suitable in bearing children.

But it doesn't bother you. "You're beautiful."

Camilla looks at you sadly and says, "You're only saying that. Queen Helga is beautiful. Queen Alana is beautiful. Duchess Eliza is beautiful. Dorothye is beautiful. But not I. I am not beautiful."

You lift her in your arms suddenly. She's startled by it and instinctively she holds on tight to you. "You're right. You're not as beautiful as them. I'd be the world's biggest liar if I said so. But I see a different beauty to you and I don't care what anyone else says." Now those are the words that endear a wife to her husband. You kiss her again. The kiss is full of love, adoration and passion.

"My king, make love to me. Please."

Gently you put her down on the bed. You suck hard on her nipples. They were two sensitive pieces of flesh. While your lips, teeth and tongue pleasure her up top, you hand rubs away at her pussy. You find her clitoris in her bush of hair and squeeze the knob in your fingers. After about ten minutes of giving her nipples, pussy and clit the attention they deserve, her arms and legs convulse, her body shakes and quivers and she closes her eyes and bits her lower lip. Her orgasm surged through her like lightning. "LORD, HAVE MERCY!" She screams at the top of her lungs as she arches her back. A mighty gush of fluids explodes from her pussy lips. It completely drenches your hand and makes quite a stain on your sheets.

Her hips and thighs were still shaking. You look at your drench hand in amazement. You think it remarkable. Only Helga has cum stronger than that.

"I think I've gotten you wet enough." You spread her thighs apart and get ready to mount her. "Now I'm going to do something I should have done since our wedding night." Without warning, you drive your full length inside her. Your pubic mounds slam into each other and your balls slam into her small ass. Blood leaks out of where your bodies meet. She's incredibly wet. You love her warmth inside and she was so tight. Her womanhood completely encapsulating your penis. Not as tight as Helga but it comes a close second.

"Oh God! It's so tight inside you!"

"Does it please you, my love?"

"It does. Very much so."

"I'm glad. Please, make merry with my body however you can."

You nod and you get to work. You pound into her pussy fast and hard. She moans for every thrust inwards. She wraps her slender legs around your ass and push your closer and deeper. "OH! OH! OH! OH GOODNESS! OH FUCK!" Camilla screams. "SO GOOD! MY GOD!" One of your hands goes to pinch and pull at one of her nipples. The firm piece of flesh was just begging for it.

You lean down and kiss her all around her neck. She wraps her arms around your back and take a hold at the back of your head. "My love!" She groans. "OH GOD!" She shakes and arches her back as she has another orgasm. You feel her fluids spray on your thighs. "Oh you have no idea how long I have waited for this moment." She says afterwards. You say nothing. You just kiss her.

You maintain that kiss all the way until you come inside her. Your thrusting slows down until your cock fully rests inside her, straining to fill her with your seed even though you both know its useless. You both smile at each other, sexually satisfied and happy. Carefully you rest on top of her with your cock still inside her. You both pant for your breath. She holds your tired head down next to hers.

"You know I almost thought I lost you." she says after some time with teary eyes. You move off her and lay down next to her.

You smile, "Well as you can see I am fine; alive and whole."

"No, it's not that." She shakes her head. "When I saw you earlier with Queen Helga, I thought I had lost you to her." You look at her with concern. "You never need to worry about that."

"I'm sorry. It's just that we both know you could have had so much better than me."

"My love, please stop. Speak no more of this. I married you and I love you. You will always have my heart. I may sleep some nights in the beds of other women but you know I'll always come back to you. Just say the word and I'll never bed another woman again."

She smiles warmly at you. "I'm glad." She kisses you while tenderly touching your cheek. "Just promise me you will always come back to me and you can take as many women to bed as you want. You can sire as many bastards as you please. A man such as you deserves to have his seed flourish and grow." She hugs you. "Just promise me that I will always have your heart." You hug her back. "I promise."

"Well isn't this simply sweet" said a third voice...