Queen Arthur (Futanari Erotica Fairy Tales Book 6) Page 4

  The witch smiled, feeling her member hardening under Guinevere’s watchful eyes, and with one hand she started caressing Guinevere’s hair, trying to soothe the young queen at the same time she slowly guided her forward.

  Guinevere didn’t resist and found herself face to face with the witch’s hard prick. It was large and thick, bigger than Lancelot’s, yet strangely smooth, its skin soft and delicate.

  The kneeling woman tightened her hand around it and stroked, slowly, watching as Morgana inhaled deeply at her touch. The witch was clearly enjoying the attention and Guinevere found herself a little more confident.

  Guinevere licked her lips in anticipation and leaned forward, watching as more blood was pumped into the hard flesh, before she engulfed it with her mouth.

  She loved the taste of cock – had since the first time she had kneeled in front of Lancelot and taken him into her mouth – and she couldn’t help but hate herself for it, especially when Morgana moaned and grasped unto her hair.

  She was the queen of Camelot, she should be the one in a position of strength and yet she found herself on her knees sucking the cock of the woman that was threatening to take over her life. She didn’t want Morgana to enjoy this as much as she obviously was, but most of all Guinevere didn’t want to enjoy this as much as she was.

  She could feel her thighs quivering, her pussy getting wet. When her tongue touched the prick’s head she had to resist the urge to moan – the taste was too good.

  Morgana noticed it and smirked in reply, while trying to control her breath, her breasts heaving with every inhalation, sweat adorning her body. Guinevere’s mouth felt too good, the queen’s lips wrapped tightly around her cock as she bobbed her head back and forth.

  The witch fisted her hands in Guinevere’s hair, controlling the other woman’s motions, slowing down their rhythm. She wanted to prolong her pleasure for as long as she could and she wanted to show the queen who was in charge.

  Guinevere had to stop herself from gagging when Morgana started to thrust her hips, sinking her cock into the depths of her mouth.

  The witch was methodical, thrusting, never letting her prick linger for long in Guinevere’s throat, careful not to stop the queen’s breathing, before she moved back until the cock’s head reached Guinevere’s lips.

  Guinevere lost herself on the task of pleasing Morgana, her tongue swirling around the woman’s member, her hands wandering over the witch’s body, her touch light-feathered, caressing Morgana’s skin.

  When she realized that the witch still possessed a pussy beneath her cock, she couldn’t help herself and explored it, her motions eager. She touched Morgana’s nether lips and found them wet, slick, almost pulsing with the blood that thundered trough them.

  Her fingers pushed against the other woman’s opening, easily sliding in, and Morgana tightened her grip around the queen’s head.

  When the other woman didn’t do anything to stop her, Guinevere started moving the fingers, in and out, slowly and faster, trying to keep a random rhythm, something that Morgana couldn’t predict.

  It worked and after a minute Morgana’s motions had become erratic, her pleasure obvious to all to see. Moans left her mouth and she couldn’t help but thrust her hips forward, harshly, her prick sliding all the way into Guinevere’s mouth.

  The young queen widened her eyes as she found her throat blocked by Morgana’s hard flesh, but a moment after the witch came, her seed exploding from her cock. Guinevere found herself swallowing the white cum.

  Morgana shuddered throughout her orgasm, resisting the urge to let her shaking legs fold and fall to the ground.

  When her cock stopped twitching and it started to recede, she leaned back from Guinevere, letting the young queen get her bearings.

  Guinevere could taste Morgana’s cock in her mouth and she looked up at the other woman, ashamed and uncertain after how eagerly she had pleased the witch.

  Morgana smiled and the laughed out loud. “That was the best blowjob I’ve had in a good while – ever since Nimue.”

  The other woman blushed and looked away.

  Morgana shook her head. “No, don’t do that. Come here.” She said, gesturing with her hand for Guinevere to come forward.

  The young queen hesitated, but rose from her position and moved towards the witch.

  “We need to get you ready; we can’t make love like this.” Morgana said gently, starting to undress Guinevere. The woman let her, and soon enough her clothes hit the ground, much like Morgana’s had done earlier.

  Guinevere couldn’t help but shudder as the witch touched her, her body too tense, so excited that a caress was enough to make her moan.

  Morgana smiled and positioned herself behind the other woman, carefully brushing Guinevere’s hair aside and kissing her neck, seeing as goose bumps appeared on the queen’s skin.

  Guinevere was docile and didn’t offer resistance to any of Morgana’s caresses, not when the woman cupped her buttocks or when Morgana’s fingers grabbed her breasts and squished them together.

  The young queen only reacted when Morgana’s hand stopped over her core and the witch probed her nether lips, pushing a finger inside of her.

  After some moments, Morgana made Guinevere turn around, taking the queen into her arms and kissing her, her mouth overpowering the other woman’s defenses, claiming the queen’s mouth for her own.

  Morgana pushed the other woman until they fell atop the bed, Guinevere trembling with need underneath Morgana’s body.

  The young queen moaned when Morgana kissed her, not hearing the sound of the room’s door opening, or the steps, as Arthur entered the room.

  The blonde froze, her mind needing a couple of seconds to process the sight of the two women on the bed.

  Morgana turned and looked right at her.

  She had felt the other woman come and was ready to receive her. With a touch to the shoulder she called Guinevere’s attention to their spectator.

  When Guinevere saw Arthur at the door she froze, suddenly afraid of what was going to happen. The blonde had never been harsh or cruel with her, but she didn’t know if the other woman would forgive a betrayal like this.

  Arthur looked from one woman to the other, mouth opening and closing, nothing escaping from it.

  Morgana smiled and got up from the bed, strutting towards the king of Camelot, her hips calling for attention. When she reached the blonde she smiled and kissed her, her tongue slipping into the king’s mouth, claiming it for her own.

  She used the opportunity spell Arthur, and the blonde reacted as she felt the magical cock she used to play with Morgana grow between her thighs.

  Arthur knew Morgana was trying to distract her, incite her lust and make it easier to accept what she was seeing. For one moment she was tempted to accept.

  “What is this?” She asked voice loud.

  On the bed, Guinevere flinched and tried to cover herself, but Morgana knew what to do to defuse the situation. The witch wrapped her naked body around Arthur, kissing the blonde’s throat, pressing her breasts against Arthur’s arm.

  “Your wife came to me,” Morgana started, her voice rough with the edge of lust. “She was worried, saying you’ve never touched her and asking if I could help her with that.”

  Arthur looked askance at Morgana, knowing the witch wasn’t telling the truth, but letting her continue anyway.

  “So I decided to help her and we prepared a gift for you.” The witch continued, indicating the bed and the naked woman atop of it. “But then we got lonely and decided to play without you. Will you punish us for that?”

  Morgana’s voice got lower and she pressed her hand against Arthur’s groin, gripping the blonde’s hard cock through her trousers.

  Arthur tried to resist but her lust got the better of her. She grabbed Morgana and kissed the dark haired witch, feeling the woman’s hands roving over her chest, starting to undress her.

  Piece by piece, Arthur’s clothes fell, until she stood as naked as the two
other women in the room, her cock hard and erect, calling for Morgana’s and Guinevere’s attention.

  Morgana grabbed the member with her hand and used it to drag Arthur towards Guinevere.

  Arthur’s wife saw the two of them come and resisted the urge to swallow.

  When the two arrived near Guinevere, Morgana grasped the queen’s hair and forced her to lean down and face Arthur’s prick.

  Guinevere couldn’t help but glance up, finding Arthur’s gaze focused on her and her mouth. She smiled and let her tongue escape from her mouth, licking the head of the cock, tasting the pre-cum she found there, before she took the warm flesh into her mouth.

  Arthur moaned, feeling her wife’s tongue swirl around her cock, Guinevere’s motions eager. She put her on Guinevere’s head and controlled the woman’s motions, making her suck the flesh at a slower pace.

  The blonde looked briefly at Morgana, seeing the witch atop the bed, her hands between her thighs, coaxing pleasure from her own cunt.

  When the witch realized Arthur was watching, she moved forward and joined the other two women.

  Morgana waited until she saw that Arthur stood near the edge, before she made Guinevere stop and lay on the bed. She made the young queen spread her thighs, inviting Arthur to come to them.

  Arthur did, slowly climbing into the bed and positioning herself between her wife’s legs, her cock ready to plunder Guinevere.

  Guinevere’s and Arthur’s gazes crossed, both women flushing a little as they focused on one another, before Arthur leaned down and kissed her wife, her hands roving over the dark haired woman’s body, touching Guinevere’s breasts and abs, flitting over her legs.

  With a gentle nudge, Guinevere directed Arthur’s cock, pressing it against her opening, waiting for the blonde to initiate their lovemaking.

  They exchanged looks once again and without taking her eyes of Guinevere’s green ones, Arthur thrust forward, feeling her cock enter the other woman for the first time, Guinevere’s cunt tightening around her warm flesh.

  Guinevere moaned and put her legs around Arthur’s waist, imprisoning the blonde against her as the king of Camelot started moving her hips back and forth, thrusting.

  For one moment they forgot about Morgana, who just watched from the side as the two other women made love to each other.

  She saw Arthur’s cock moving in and out of Guinevere, the brunette moaning with every motion, the blonde closing her eyes and simply enjoying the pleasure Guinevere’s willing cunt brought her.

  Eventually the witch tired of being alone and moved forward, touching both Arthur and Guinevere, letting her hands rove all over the other women’s bodies.

  She touched their legs, their breasts, their buttocks and cunts, nothing was denied to her, Arthur smirking, while Guinevere could only moan.

  The blonde continued driving herself into Guinevere, moving back and forth, again and again.

  Morgana smiled seeing that and then smirked down at Guinevere.

  The queen of Camelot had her eyes closed, biting her lips as she let Arthur fuck her, and didn’t see the smirk. So she was taken by surprise when Morgana put one of her knees beside her head.

  Guinevere opened her eyes to find Morgana perched above her, the witch’s sex bared in front of her mouth.

  Morgana grabbed Guinevere’s hair and pulled, guiding the young queen towards her pussy.

  Guinevere didn’t resist and let Morgana control her. She couldn’t help but inhale deeply when she neared the witch’s sex, smelling her fragrance, her essence. Slowly, her tongue escaped from her mouth and she licked Morgana’s opening from top to bottom, making the woman shudder in pleasure.

  Morgana shifted her hips slightly, spreading herself and making it easier for Guinevere to access her core, while her hands busied themselves with her breasts, caressing them, playing with the nipples.

  Arthur slowed down her pace and watched as her wife pleased Morgana with her mouth, finding the sight incredibly arousing.

  She tried to keep her motions slow, but it was too hard especially once Morgana started screaming out loud, near the throes of orgasm.

  Arthur started moving faster, feeling her cock sliding into Guinevere’s depths, the sound of flesh on flesh exciting her even more.

  It was too much for any regular human to resist.

  Morgana came first and like a domino her orgasm brought down low Arthur and Guinevere, the other two women coming as well, Arthur’s cock exploding inside of Guinevere, releasing its seed.

  For her part – when she came – Guinevere muffled her screams by drowning herself in Morgana’s juices, licking the witch’s pussy and tasting her wetness, holding her pleasure in the back of her throat.

  Afterwards they lay in a pile of limbs on the bed, Arthur between the two dark haired women.

  The king of Camelot couldn’t imagine what would come from this, but as she looked from Morgana’s naked body to Guinevere’s she found she didn’t much care.

  A moment later Morgana reached out, kissed her and Arthur felt a new prick starting to grow from between her hips.

  Yes, this could definitively work.

  Epilogue

  The first thing Merlin thought when he returned to Camelot was that everyone had become insane.

  In three short months, Morgana had been captured and became Arthur’s lover, supposedly waiting for the king’s bastard child – and it wasn’t just her. Guinevere was also pregnant.

  There were also rumors that the dark haired witch and the queen of Camelot were best friends.

  Merlin couldn’t help but wonder what kind of magic Morgana had used to bend the minds of so many people – Arthur included – somehow bypassing the defenses Excalibur granted the young king, but he certain he could fix the situation.

  A few hours later and Merlin wasn’t sure about which deity he had offended, because nothing made sense anymore.

  Morgana hadn’t enchanted Arthur – at least not by the use of magic; her feminine wiles were another matter completely – and Guinevere was perfectly fine with it.

  The old wizard couldn’t help but shake his head. He supposed something good had come out of the situation – Arthur was happier than he had ever seen her, and the fact she would have, in a few months, two possible heirs to the kingdom was a good new.

  He just wasn’t sure if he wanted to know how that happened.

  The end

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