....Roslin’s ?

The thought of taking the Frey girl would not leave his mind and Jon decided that he would endeavour to find her. Drink clouded his mind and he was unfamiliar with the castle, so he could only guess at the location of Roslin’s chambers. Deciding to let fate handle things he picked a chamber door at random and entered.

Right away he knew he had made a mistake when he was not greeted with the face of the beautiful young maiden, but of that of her fat sister, Lady Walda. He could have left the chambers then and there, begged the lady for his mistake and be on his way, had she not been laying on her bed completely naked with one hand working away at her cunt that was partially hidden underneath the folds of her fat.

The woman shrieked in surprise and Jon stood in stunned silence, ready to back out when he felt himself harden. The woman was fatter than anyone he had ever been with, true, but curiosity and lust were swiftly getting the better of him. Silently, he went about removing his tunic, leaving his muscled chest exposed before slowly unlacing his breeches.

Lady Walda’s expression quickly changed once she saw his considerable manhood. Already in a state of lust, she lay back down on the bed, legs spread wide for him.

“Ohhh My Prince,” She groaned, watching him whilst half-heartedly frigging herself off, “ is that for me?”

Jon crawled over her and pinned the woman to the bed as he began kissing her. Walda responded with such intensity that Jon was momentarily taken aback as she stuck her tongue down his mouth and started to rub herself against him. The softness of her naked plump body against his own only served to enflame his arousal as he lowered his head to take one of her breasts into his mouth. His tongue circled her fat nipples, drawing out loud moans of utter pleasure from the large woman.

Deciding that he had enough foreplay, Jon moved himself between the woman’s thick legs and thrust into her considerable cunt. She was not especially tight, but her whole body seemed to move when he thrust inside her. Her massive tits jiggled, her stomach rippled, and the whole time she squealed like the pig she was.

“Ohhhhh yes! Yes!” Her voice shook with ecstasy as she mashed her tits together, her two thick legs up in the air as Jon used them for leverage, “ Fuck that cunt, ruin me!” Her voice began to rise as they drew on, Walda only gaining in enthusiasm, “Take me harder! Fucking wreck me!”

The woman had already found her climax multiple times by this point and while Jon enjoyed how vocal she could be, he did not want to attract undue attention and silenced the woman with another kiss. He urged his cock deeper, doing his level best break the creature before him. With a roar of triumph, he released his seed into her, fucking as much as he could into her fat twat.

He pulled out, only so that he could stand over her and feed her his cock, which she happily did, cleaning it and drawing out whatever seed she could.

Drink and the effort he put into the round of fucking had utterly exhausted him, and the moment he allowed his back to hit Walda’s bed unconsciousness took him, and that was where he stayed, oblivious to events around him.

He awoke the next morning to the familiar sensation of a wet mouth working his cock, yet when he looked down it was not Walda suckling him, but one of her sisters. Jon blinked awake, trying to get his focus. Suddenly he became aware that there were many young women in the room with him, all in stages of undress, and all weasel-faced. Walda was laying next to him, still naked and casually caressing his chest.

“Oh My Prince,” She said with tittering laugh, “ once I told the girls about your magnificent cock, they all needed to have a try.” She leaned in close, “and we thought that perhaps,” her mouth was at his ear, “that you might find the Twins to your liking...”