Your Graceful Grace Ch. 16

Chapter 16

The wedding ceremony and celebrations were smaller than those of the Queens. Still, they were well attended by the Khan's emissaries and a few relatives. He had sent lavish and large wedding gifts and said he awaited news of heirs. John did not have be reminded that the truce would not be fully complete until he got the Khan's daughter pregnant. But he assured all guests that the Khan should expect good news very soon.

On his wedding night, he retreated with his new bride. As soon as they closed the door, she undressed and embraced him. John, smiling and buzzed, said, "What's the rush?" They had only known each other for a few days. Although she was stunningly beautiful, John still wanted to get to know her better and have her open up more. He felt he needed to know how deep her dedication and devotion would continue to lie with her father. She seemed confused and began to think he was displeased with her appearance.

She nervously offered to bring in her maidens to assist him in getting hard and switch out at the last minute when he came. While that tempted John, he explained that he only wanted to relax and take his time. Still confused, Princess Altani conversed with him but did not put her clothes back on. She had a slender body, a bit more skinnier than the Queen. Her curves were smaller but still dazzlingly attractive.

After a good conversation, she came close to him and laid him down. She pushed her soft, naked body onto him. "As nice as it is to get to know you, we both know how important our consummation is. Please, your Grace. Give me your seed. Plant your seed deep, deep in this fresh garden. Allow me to absorb your royal seed and give you an heir."

John could not shy away from this talk of making babies. He obliged her. He was cautious and shy at first, but as she continued begging that he impregnate her, he was filled with lustful vigor and became much more dominant and forceful.

"Your Grace, although I am a virgin, my mother and her maids have taught me how to please a man. They also showed me how to strengthen my muscles below, so your pleasure will be heightened. It will be so pleasurable being inside me that you will have no choice but to give me many sons."

She laid back, dragging him on top of her. She kissed him passionately as her hands led him to her wet center. She grabbed a small bottle of fragrantless oil and rubbed it into herself.

"You see your Grace?" She asked between heavy moans. His fingers felt her pussy slick with oil and her arousal. She shoved two of his fingers in. Although they went in quickly, she clamped her muscles down them. It was incredibly tight.

Please, your Grace, come inside me. Take what is yours. Make me all yours." The room sweltered with heat and passion. "Give me many sons your grace."

That night, Princess Altani realized it would be easy to get pregnant by John. She had heard he was good-looking for a white man. But that didn't mean much in her culture, where Westerners were known for being hideous to her people. But she thought he was so handsome. His body was young but strong and firm. She had never been with a man, but she knew she loved having sex with him since the very first night. He had grown into a more experienced lover, learning so much from Sharon, his adoptive mother, Viola, his best friend, almost like a sister, and Queen Xia.

Although she had never had sex, the instructions and training she had received to please a man paid off. She would squeeze John's hard cock inside her with her muscles and make him wince and groan.

Her first impression of him was that he was handsome. He commanded the room when put on the spot or in front of people, but more privately, the King seemed a little shy and pensive. She felt this was simply his energy and expected the same in bed. She was pleasantly surprised to see she was wrong. He transformed when he went to bed with her. He took the form of his commanding, kingly presence but more so. His body, hard and rugged from training and war, made her mouth water. He was confident and strong. His big hands were scarred, but he knew what to do with them.

He took his time exploring. He inched his way, enjoying her body entirely. While she did enjoy herself, she felt a bit annoyed. How could one man hold back for so long? She knew she had stopped him from cumming last night, and she was sure he would hungrily cum fast and be done with her so she could go to sleep and dream of getting pregnant fast. She had also heard from her mother and other ladies trained to pleasure men that men were usually dull. They would burst much too fast and usually cared little about the women's pleasure. She was sure John would get it over quick.

But now, in the middle of it, she did want it to last at least a little. She thought, "If I don't give him a son right away, he'll have to keep seeing me, and I'm okay with that." He slowly methodically got to know her soft body. Her tight and fit frame. Younger than Xia but considered too old to be single in her culture. Her father had many daughters but knew Altani's beauty was extraordinary. Her mother was one of the queens of a kingdom the Khan had conquered. According to stories, her father had a propensity of killing men of high ranking and taking their wives and making them his.

In her culture, women getting married off younger was normal. But her beauty was such that her father held her back in reserve to marry someone with actual standing. She had thought what a waste to have to wait so long. But now she was so happy she had waited. She was so pleased she had taken the lessons of her mother's ladies-in-waiting, who instructed her on ways to please a man when she found out she was to marry the King in the West.

Although well trained and she derived plenty of enjoyment from her instruction, nothing had prepared her for a man who patiently took his time like John. Multiple times, she tried to get aggressive and ride him, but he would simply wait her out and dominate her with a slow burn that made her melt. He was also edging her so skillfully she couldn't wiggle her way into cumming into his face or his hands.

When he finally did enter her fully, she was so ready to cum she clamped down hard with her muscles and kept a strong clench as he slowly rocked into her. He stayed in a slow, steady movement, breathing heavily into her ears. He kissed her all over and kept the same rhythm. It was too much, and she came so hard. All her straining and clenching did not phase his rhythm or speed. It only made her cum harder and faster.

"Good girl. That's right. You're doing such a good job cumming for me like your supposed to."

Her head heard these words, and her mind swam in the throes of passion. She was enjoying herself, but she kept thinking about how the plan was to have him cum. Cum as fast as possible. She tried to refocus and use her training to get him to cum faster, but his voice, those strange words coming from his mouth, only made her more horny.

He held her against his rigid body and slowly continued to grind into her center, "Oh, you're doing so good for me. Yes, that pussy feels so good. I love it. I love how deep you're able to take it. It's okay, go ahead and cum for me. You can fight it, but that is only going to make it stronger when you do cum... Yes... Right... There... just like that. Who is your King?"

"You..." She could barely groan as she felt the orgasm building up again.

"Who is your Lord and master?"

"Oh fuck... You... God... Fuck... You!"

"Louder."

"You. You. You!"

"That's right. That's a good girl." He caressed her body and dug into her soft flesh with his nails.

She felt silly playing into his game, but she could not answer any other way for some reason. What frightened her was that hearing herself say these things made them feel like the truth. Like all other men in her life, her orders to stay loyal to her dad now vanished. Now, John was her King. She had to obey him. Had to obey him because he made her feel so good. She had no idea how many times she came. But dehydrated, drunk, and sore, she passed out in ecstasy.

John realized she had passed out. He found it funny but felt weird about finishing. They drank a decent amount, so it made sense that they were both so tired from a long day. He half contemplated going to see Sharon to finish him off, but he resigned to being very tired. He wasn't sure why he had decided to delay himself so much with her, but it felt good. The princess seemed flustered that he wasn't finishing in her.

While it wasn't his plan, he thought, "Well, after our last interaction with Xia, I need her to understand that I'm in charge. I am King." He dreamed a familiar dream. He felt whole. Complete.

~

John woke up early, slightly hung over. Seeing that she was still passed out, he couldn't help but notice she still looked so beautiful. He couldn't help but compare Altani to Queen Xia. In many ways, they were alike, but he felt much different from Queen Xia. Unlike the wedding with Altani from last night, their wedding night was such a raw and visceral encounter that it felt like they had created a bond immediately. Altani was more cold and reserved. It was hard to tell what she was thinking. How she would talk about her father, hating and adoring him, made him wonder what was more accurate.

Even though no one expected it, he resumed some of his duties. Queen Xia was competent at ruling, but there was much to do. So many lords and principalities to write to and proceed over. The work seemed endless. He became so lost in work he completely forgot about Altani. He found her pouting by his bed chambers after dinner. She wore a scowl that softened slightly as she saw him.

As she began speaking to him, she softened further into a pout. She asked him about his day and why he decided to return to work so soon. After explaining everything he was up to, they moved into the bedroom, where she got completely naked. Taking a cue, John softly explored her body with his hands as he began to kiss her. His royal robes were still sharp and crisp, dug into her soft naked flesh. She could feel goosebumps as she began to explore him over his clothes with her hands.

She began to undress him and paused, kissing him. He kept kissing her neck and chest.

"Why didn't you finish inside of me last night?"

"What?"

"Last night. You didn't finish inside of me. We were supposed to consummate our marriage," her features softened further.

John did not stop nibbling at her body. He kept responding to her in a low, relaxed voice. "You passed out from cumming so hard. It felt wrong to keep going since you were unresponsive. Don't worry, I enjoyed myself. I thought you were amazing." He now kissed her more deeply and embraced her in his strong arms.

"But you still should have done it. I wanted to be filled up by you. Why did you hold back?"

She undressed him and took time to admire the strong rod of his. She was eager to share some more of her skills. She slowly took her time tasting his precum on the tip of his dick. She grabbed his cock in deeper and licked with deep desire.

"Good girl," He moaned softly.

She made eye contact and gathered a lot of spit. "Yes, I am a good girl. I deserve that cum. I need that cum." She slobbered her spit all over his cock. She slowly worked him in and massaged his balls with her hand. She jerked him off while her tongue twirled on his dick. She slowly began to take his member deeper and deeper. Her nasty slurps were loud, and she even gagged on his cock as she took it all the way in.

"You look so beautiful taking my cock. I think you do deserve it."

"Please don't hold back." She said, giving her throat a break and slobbering on his swollen nut sack. "These yummy balls are so full they need release. Don't hold back at all."

"So you don't want me to hold my back?" John flipped her over to have her lying on her stomach.

"No," she gasped out of breath. "It is your duty... I can take it. I can handle taking your seed."

John continued to make her toes curl in pleasure as he continued to caress and kiss the back of her body. He kneeled back, and slowly she began to raise her back and push her ass to him. Her ass twitched, and her pussy wet glistened, quivering in anticipation. John grabbed his cock wet with her spit and rubbed it on her entrance.

"Fuck... Yes..."

"Beg."

"Please, please... Please."

"Please, what?"

"Let me have it... Oh fuck, please."

His dick, wet with her spit and precum, rubbed on the outside of her slick wet pussy. She continued to try and back herself up on it, but she would rub her entrance hard and retreat to rub his dick on the outer lips. Her mind became overwhelmed with lust.

"You've been such a good girl. I guess you really do deserve my cum."

He grasped her from behind and slowly allowed his dick to enter her. She groaned and whined as his cock made its way into her. She squeezed him tight, and her pussy quivered and released more pussy juice.

"I guess I won't hold back." John began to jackhammer from her behind. Immediately, her arms outstretched and gripped the sheet of the bed. His weight crushed her as he fucked her good. After a few minutes, he stood at the edge of the bed and dragged her to him, still facing away from him. She got on all fours and pushed her ass toward him. Her pretty pink pussy was glistening with her wetness. Her ass, firm, and round, begged for a slap.

As he entered her pussy once again, he slapped her ass once more and gripped her. He squeezed both cheeks tightly and pulled them apart slightly. His cock pushed its way inside. He picked up the pace into a steady but brisk stroke.

She felt her intense orgasm building. She tried to concentrate on squeezing him tight to milk him first, but the more she squeezed, the more her insides rubbed against his stiff cock and made her center melt. Panting and wild with lust, she gave into loud, full moans. She said he was sure that he would surely bust any minute now because he was no longer holding back like last night.

"Yes. Your Highness, give me that cum. I deserve your seed plant an heir inside me," she wailed. She had hoped to stay in control of the situation, but he was entirely in control. At hearing her beg, he began to pick up the speed and continue to ram his hard cock churning into her tight insides.

She came in torrents. He didn't stop. He grabbed onto her hair with a firm grip and spanked her again. She was completely his. All of her schemes of loyalty to her father and ensuring that she would exert her control on him dissipated. The meek young man she knew in public had changed into fucking machine. As her knees buckled and her legs gave out, he shoved her head down into the bed, positioned her ass to face the ceiling, and reentered her from above he went in with fury and force. She came in minutes.

"God, yes, it feels so good." She panted. She was scared she would pass out again from pleasure. So she slid to the side and lay down near his cock. She mustered the strength to bring his hard cock soaking with her pussy juices. She tasted herself off of him and sucked and sucked. He would not escape her without giving her his seed.

"Do you think you deserve it?" Her eyes could only answer him as she drove his cock further into her throat. His precum, warm and bitter, filled her with lust. Once again, she completely gave herself to him. He turned her over, brought her legs over his shoulders, and kneeled enough to enter her at the edge of the bed. He grabbed her arms and pulled her to re-accept his stiff rod.

"Please cum. Please. I deserve it."

"You deserve it? You've been a good girl?"

"Yes, yes, please."

"Who owns this pussy?" He paused, ramming into her, and scooted out so only the tip of his dick was at her entrance. He grabbed his cock and slapped her outer folds, and rubbed his cock on her outer lips. "Who does it belong to?"

"To you."

"To me and no one else?"

"To you and no one else."

"Call me daddy."

"What?" Altani grew up speaking two dialects of her people and also learned the common Western tongue. She was fluent in all three languages and knew the weight and meaning of daddy very well. Until a few moments ago, she knew she only had one daddy. But now, looking at his hard body covered in sweat. His strong hands entirely secured her. His eyes burned into her soul. "You," she managed between gasping.

"Who?"

"You."

"I'm your what?"

"You're my Daddy."

"Louder."

You... You're my... My..." He purposely resumed his violent fucking into her. She struggled to get the words out. "You're my Daddy."

"Louder."

"YOU'RE MY DADDY. OH GOD... YOU'RE MY DADDY..."

"So that makes you daddy's little girl."

"YES."

"You're daddy's little slut." He spanked her hard.

"GOD YES. IM DADDIES LITTLE SLUT. FUCK ME, DADDY FUCK YOUR LITTLE GIRL, FILL ME UP WITH YOUR CUM, DADDY. COME ON, PLEASE, PLEASE FILL ME UP WITH YOUR CUM. IM DADDY'S LITTLE CUM SLUT."

The words burned into her soul. Under her screams, he finally leaned in and allowed himself to release her tight pussy was undone and sloshing wet. Her cum sprayed up and out. He slammed his cock into that spraying faucet and unloaded his cum deep deep inside. She passed out, finally relieved. She knew she was all his. All his.

~

Altani couldn't believe how good it felt. She slept like a rock. She half remembers her maids retrieving her from John's chambers to clean her and put her in bed to rest. She half resented them because she wanted to wake up with his semen dried and caked on her. She wanted to wear it the entire day. Last night surely solidified it. She was going to get pregnant, and hopefully, it would be much sooner than Queen Xia.

Although she would stay Queen, having a first-born royal male would make her status at least equal to that of the Queen and likely surpass her if she was unable to give him a child. She grinned at possibly giving John many sons and eventually marrying him as her Queen. Leaving Xia to rot away like the old maid she was.

She wasn't sure why she hated Xia. In her culture, as the daughter of Khan, she outranks Xia. But it was how Xia had assimilated into her role as Queen of the West. For years, she ignored assurances from Khan. When the Khan demanded that she request to formally be given half the kingdom as her marriage arrangement stipulated, she refused. Without communicating, it was known that she aimed to gain power and not be beholden to the Khan.

Altani had grown up hearing the terrible stories of her father. How ruthless and savage he was. But always, the stories held a tinge of pride. The reason why the horse tribes became so intense and were able to conquer the entire east was because their Gods had mandated that the strongest deserved to rule, and their word was absolute. Her father, the Khan, was simply the strongest of their people. As such, he united actual tribes and annihilated and assimilated everyone in his path.

Altani also heard the story that Xia was born to the half-brother of the Khan. A younger up-and-coming warlord and warrior. They had grown up dirt poor to a disgraced chieftain and had to fight daily for survival. Through sheer will and determination, they rose through the ranks. As chieftains, they fought together many bloody skirmishes to unify the splintering tribes. At the rank of chieftains, they were widely celebrated as leaders of the uniting confederations.

As power consolidated and the two rose in status and power, they defeated many jealous aspiring leaders, including the ones who had worked with the great eastern empires to keep the tribes warring. The chieftains demanded that the banner fly for one and only one Khan. They used an old custom of having a contest to decide the proper ruler. Where it was common to have contenders fight to the death, they took an older custom of going to hunt an iron boar. The stories differ here, but many versions include that the Khan had archers hide and aid the Khan in the hunt. When Xia's father caught him cheating, he confronted them and was killed by the Khan. It was clear this was something Xia believed and could not forgive.

Regardless of ancient history, Altani held the common belief that Xia was a snake and betrayed her people as soon as she married into Western royalty. She thought she was above the steppe tribes and horse riding and deserved to be humbled.

~

Although she was elated with the pleasure of finally taking John's seed, she knew she had to ensure that she got pregnant before Xia. She had hoped the King would agree to her request of only sleeping with her every night for four weeks. He denied that request and said he would only do one week of sleeping with her exclusively, after he would rotate lovers, sleeping with Altani five out of seven days until she was pregnant. While she liked her odds, she thought of ways to be assured she would be first.

One problem was how hard it was to get him to cum. She could tell he enjoyed himself very much, but his prowess and stamina apparently left her at his mercy. She had to ensure that each time she laid with him that she got him to cum inside her.

As she pondered these thoughts, she attended an official lunch and tea session hosted by the queen. When married to the late King, she would host a tea party every few days with all the concubines as a way to catch up and share news. It also recognizes and commends maids who went above and beyond in their servitude to the King or concubines.

This was a much smaller, more intimate arrangement, with only one queen and three official concubines. They were surrounded by their ladies-in-waiting and were there to fulfill any possible needs. The queen was cheery as she officially welcomed Princess Altani into the palace. Shortly after the food was served and they began eating, the queen excused herself to attend to royal matters elsewhere.

She was left with Lady Sharon and Lady Viola. They were both kind and polite to her, but she could tell they were reserved. Although their status was secure, they knew they would always be subservient to the consort who had a child of the royal bloodline, so they were likely calculated in their diplomacy with her.

The ladies warmed up, getting to know each other. They opened up to themselves about their upbringing. Altani was astonished and excited by their stories. She had heard rumors about the ladies John had brought with him to court, who were his long-time friends. Coming up in a similar poor upbringing. For ladies not at all used to the noble life, they seemed well-adjusted and comfortable in their positions.

Altani had heard Sharon was like a mother to John, but to listen to it from her mouth. To hear her speak in her own words that she had cared and raised him since a baby, that she had breast fed him and taken care of him for so long. And now, with pride, she embraced being his lover and becoming his first lover to bear a son. Altani found it very hot. He could see that motherhood made her very curvy, and the hips and breasts of being a mother had served her well.

She was glad that although it may be calculated, Sharon and Viola became very friendly with her and assured her that they were there to serve the King and her if she wished.

The following few nights after the wedding night went very similar to their first encounter. John would dominate her, and she would be left a helpless mess. He came in her, but she knew it was in his control, and he only came in her once each night.

She was happy that Sharon and Viola were so welcoming and understanding when she aired her apprehension of getting pregnant. And feeling a bit inadequate about making him cum fast.

Viola responded, "Your Highness, do not feel bad at all. John has grown into quite the stud. He didn't start that way."

"But why can't I make him cum more easily."

"Well, because he has likely had much practice extending his pleasure. When we first started getting to know each other, he was so cute, always trying to last longer," Sharon explained. Her eyes shimmered as if she was reliving fond memories.

"Yes. And we know for a fact John derives pleasure from making his lover feel pleasure. I've never been with anyone else, but I've heard men are usually selfish. Ever since I started sleeping with him, I could always tell he was worried about making me feel good, almost like he ensured I came before he did. He's very thoughtful, and we're lucky to have him." Viola said. Now, reaching over and holding Altani's hand. It was soft and warm.

Altani couldn't help but feel warmth towards them. They were right. She loved sleeping with John; he always ensured she was comfortable and pleased. Even when he got more rough and dominant, she always felt safe within his grasp.

"But still, I can't help but feel this way. I thought my training would be enough to have him busting multiple times a night, but by the time he finally cums, I have already cum so much I am overwhelmed and pass out."

"You will get used to his lovemaking and stamina. Like you said yourself, you are enjoying the sex immensely, and he understands his mandate. You will get pregnant. You may already be pregnant. Either way, it will only be a matter of time."

"Thanks, Viola. I feel a lot more sure. I just don't want to disappoint my people, and it will finally be a big stress relief to be pregnant."

"Well, your Highness, if you truly are quite worried and your only problem is that John is wearing you down too fast, perhaps you would be open to getting help?" Viola looked intently into the princess's eyes and gently began to massage the hands of the princess.

"What do you mean help?"

"Well, you could have one of your maids come in and help you. She could start him off. And after a while, you could trade places when you feel he is getting very close."

The princess remained speechless for a moment.

"Many queens and consorts have used helpers to aid the King along. You have wonderful ladies in your service," Viola said. She shot a glance at the nearby maids waiting on Princess Altani. Queen Xia had told Sharon and Viola about the King's lust, and they immediately recognized the two fair maidens whose build and stature were indeed a favorite of the King. "I'm sure they would be more than willing and capable of helping you with your aims."

Altani laughed nervously. After a few moments, she leaned close to Viola and whispered in her ear, "But I know they want to sleep with the King; what if they cross the line and make him cum before we switch. Or worse, what if the King decides fucking them is much more pleasurable and adds them to his roster, and they become more competition."

Viola loved the vulnerability and proximity of the princess. Her breath was warm, and Viola embraced her and brought her closer to her body. Her erect nipples digging into the small princess, "Your Highness, please do not fear. As you know, you have the King's favor. If your ladies dare step out of line, you could put them to death."

Altani's eyes widened, "Really? I... I... I don't think..."

Viola burst out laughing. "No, please, I don't think we have to take such drastic measures." Viola massaged Altani, who was still very close to her. "Your Highness, excuse me for being so bold, but if you are serious about fearing your own maidens as competition, may I offer one of my maidens? Or better yet, how about Sharon and me?"

Sharon smiled and came closer, hearing her name. "Oh yes, your Highness, Viola and I are well versed in pleasuring the King. We do not threaten your status and sovereignty, so that eliminates that. Also, we know expertly what makes him tick, and we know when he is close. We can accurately tell when he is close and move you into a position where you can receive all his seed."

Altani blushed. Her face felt warm. Suddenly, she was very aware of how close they all were. Viola continued to massage her back and warmly explore her with expert fingers.

"You... you would do that for me?"

"Of course, your highness. We have no issue sharing the King and understand how important this truce and his position is. We understand very accurately just how important it is to have the seed planted. Right here." Viola moved her hand close to Altani's crotch and lightly brushed along her thighs closer and closer.

"Yes... Oh... I can't believe this. But yes. It makes perfect sense. He has the stamina of a real stallion, and it would be helpful if he could be brought so much closer so his extreme member doesn't knock me senseless after one round."

"We serve at your pleasure, your highness."

~

The ladies made plans to join the princess that very night. Excitedly, Viola told John that she and Sharon would be joining John. He excitedly kissed her and said it had been way too long. The ladies publicly bathed in the lavish bath house for concubines. Sharon and Viola talked more with Altani to alleviate any fears or apprehension.

The girls were playful as they helped scrub each other and soaked into a bath with infused oils and scents that relaxed them. Altani felt her blood rushing through her body, engorging her anticipation. She was ready to take John's seed. With the help of Viola and Sharon, she has been looking at getting it multiple times.

While scrubbing Sharon's back, she couldn't help but gawk at the massive pale breasts heavy with milk. Sharon noticed and smiled at her. "Your Highness tonight is about you receiving John's milk of love, but our bodies will serve to pleasure you in any way you wish."

Altani turned bright red and tried to politely decline. But Viola sat directly behind her and scooted close. She could feel Viola's heavy wet tits dig into her back. They were so soft, Viola's soft hands caressing her body. Altani's face only turned more red.

"Please do not deny yourself pleasure, your highness. Remember, John loves his lovers feeling pleasure, too. You must give in to your desires and discover all the pleasures one can embrace from life." Viola then began grabbing Altani's hands and forcefully led them to grasp and grope Sharon's heaving chest. Sharon leaned back into Altani. The two women sandwiched Altani with their naked bodies. She let a deep sigh of pleasure escape from her mouth as she accepted her position and went on to knead and pinch Sharon's hard nipples. Viola began nuzzling her neck, giving soft bites and wet kisses to her smooth skin.

After a few moments, Altani reagined all her will and tore away from the lovely ladies. "Ladies, thank you for helping me bathe but let's save this pleasure for John's presence. I do look forward to having his seed deep inside me. I am so grateful to you both."

The women giggled as they dressed and headed out. On their way out, they ran into Queen Xia, arriving at the bathhouse. Her arrival at the bathhouse meant that the day's final meeting had taken place, and John would likely be available soon. The women were cordial with their greetings. Sharon then asked Viola and Altani to go ahead, but she stayed behind to catch up with Queen Xia.

Viola led Altani by the hand. She helped her pick out some sensual silk undergarments and talked with her as their maids did their hair and light makeup.

After the last meeting, John was filled in and was anxious to retreat to his room. Usually, he tended to linger on speaking with his administrative assistants and meticulously planned the following days. But this evening, he delegated away all his duties and retreated to bathe. It was quite some time since he had seen Sharon and Viola, at least a few weeks. Even though this was only to give Altani all of his seed, he looked forward to fucking Sharon and Viola. They had luckily recovered from giving birth quickly.

In their recovery, they were reciprocally affectionate with John. But they followed the doctor's orders and stayed clear from fucking. However, on the night after Sharon had given birth, he lay with her. She expressed her regret for not being able to please him and asked him to please sleep with Queen Xia that night. He had enjoyed sleeping with Queen Xia exclusively for a few weeks but missed the woman of his dreams. The woman that first awakened the overwhelming lust in him.

He refused to leave and said he wanted to sleep with her even if nothing happened. He fell asleep embracing her tightly and was pleasantly surprised when, at dawn, she had begun to go down on him. Her head was always excellent. He was immediately reminded of those precious nights when she would come to change his bandages. At first, she started with hand jobs that became more and more sensual. He never forgot the moment when they crossed the threshold, and she regularly began to suck his dick.

As his stamina rose, she continued to refine her technique. She knew his dick so well it was easy to have him quivering, squirting ribbon after ribbon into her mouth. All over her face. All over her pale, enormous breast. He was an artist spilling his paint across the perfect canvas.

John let all the memories percolate within him. He was ready to reunite with his lovers. He was prepared to make love to his mom. He fought his overwhelming urge to completely ignore the other two women and make love to only her. But it was not hard to fight the urge. The other two women were also stunning. Viola's body embraced motherhood as the pregnancy had accentuated her already curvy body.

Altani, much more slender and slim than the other two, was still amazingly beautiful. Her skin radiated, and he made sure to begin by kissing her and paying her attention. He played with the fine garbs that adorned her petite build. Viola and Sharon, completely naked, embraced them and lightly massaged and groped the two of them. After a while, Altani let him know that it was her wish for John to make love to the other two women and prepare to spread his seed within her.

He immediately began to kiss Sharon. He caressed her body and took his time enjoying her mouth. She passionately kissed him back. After a few moments, she pulled back and led his strong hands to caress and then grope Viola. Viola smiled up at him, a hunger in her eyes that he could not resist. He bit into her red lips, accentuating her red hair and green eyes. Sharon continued to caress his body and completely undressed him as he hungrily kissed Viola all over. When he made his way to her swelling breast, he let himself feast on her supple pale flesh.

Sharon pulled Altani closer. Without words, she let her know that she was a part of this and, as the star, should be right in the middle. She kissed and nibbled Altani's soft skin and played with her delicate fabrics. Altani felt the heat sweltering within her. She knew she was not John's only lover and had expected to feel more regret. But now, taking in the visage of his firm, hard body dominating the milky, curvy flesh of Viola, she felt a deep desire, only a tinge of jealousy.

"Your grace, fuck her. Please wreck her body," Altani could not believe the words she spoke aloud. But she felt they came from the deep desire within her. Looking at the voluptuous loving figures of Sharon and Viola, she knew that he would ravage them and his seed would flow quick and liberally.

John escalated things, but he still moved slowly. Enjoying each anticipatory conquest of flesh. He played with Viola's pussy and got a full taste. She was silently begging him for his cock but enjoyed how skilled his tongue had become. Such a long way from the first time he ate her out. She came and couldn't help but beg for his cock.

"Yes, take her pussy. Fuck her with your hard dick," Altani hissed with a desperate plea.

Sharon kissed Viola as John entered her. She gasped and breathed hard as his dick made a perfect vacuum into her pussy, and his powerful thrusts called once more her orgasm forward. Viola gripped onto Sharon, who was now sucking on her tits. Altani watched intently. John motioned her to come closer. He kissed her with passionate violence. His long, forceful strokes were still slow, but they held a steady rhythm.

"Faster, faster, your Highness, work up that seed so you can cum."

"You're ready for my seed already?"

"I've been ready, my lord," she pulled his strong big hand into her pussy. He clenched on her dripping wet clam hot with her juices.

"You really are ready for you're daddy, aren't you."

"Yes, yes, Daddy, please."

He quickened his pace so as not to break eye contact with Altani. He played with her tight dripping pussy. She began to get desperate for his cock.

Sharon had now positioned herself to ride Viola's face. In the throes of passion, Viola could not concentrate enough to tongue Sharon properly, but it didn't matter. Sharon humped her face all the same. Viola struggled to breathe as another orgasm caused her to gush.

John pulled back, "Come, show me how eager you are for Daddy's seed."

Altani dove low and sucked his cock, which was now completely soaked with Viola's juice and a thick cream. She enjoyed the slightly bitter milky flavor. She felt Viola cumming again and spraying onto her and John's hard body. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sharon eating Viola's tongue and face while her hands slapped Viola's swollen squirting pussy. Altani watches in fascination for a few moments, then overcome with lust, began to eat Viola's pussy.

"She really is ready for daddie's load," moaned, overwhelmed with passion.

"She will only have to wait a little longer. I still have plenty of fuck left before my cum flows."

Sharon knew this was her cue. She bent over, enjoying her up-close view of Alatani eating Viola's pussy.

John rammed himself in with no build-up. Her tight pussy instantly came. He picked up the pace and slapped her ass. She loved it when he was so rough. It was not long before his passion overwhelmed him. As his thrusts became more desperate his heavy hands explored her and caressed her heavy breasts. He lightly punched and rugged in her nipples which leaked milk. Looking at Viola, he said, "Ready the princess pussy. I'm going to cum so hard."

Viola switched positions with Altani. She violently ate the tiny princess's cunt. After a while, the tight pussy became soaking wet, and she used her fingers to caress and pull the lips open. John barely had enough willpower to pull out of his mother's deep pussy and plant his dick which was ready to squirt deep into Altani.

Although he was right on the edge, he couldn't help himself. He jackhammered into Altanin as Viola rubbed her pussy in a blur. Sharon caressed her face and said she was such a good daddy girl.

"Yes, yes, I'm such a good daddie's girl. Please, Daddy, give it to me. GIVE ME THAT CUM PLEASE DADDY."

John obliged cumming with a great force. Her pussy, instantly stuffed with his hot cum began to shiver, and a rolling orgasm began at the tip of her nipples which Viola played with. Sharon leaned into the cream pie and licked around as John's cum seeped out as he gushed into her. John pulled out, and Sharon lifted Altani's legs.

"Your Highness, hold it. Hold his cum inside you. Feel how good it feels to be filled by your daddy. Such a good girl."

Altani clenched as much as she could to hold onto his warm cum. Sharon moved down and began to lick the cream pie that was steadily streaming out. Viola bent over, "Your grace, you are still so rock hard. Prepare another load. Make another load that is just as big. Fill her entire being with your cum."

Altani, still clenching, loved the sight of John plowing into Viola from behind. Viola had sat up and put her arms back. John gripped her arms and used them as leverage as his violent thrusts met their mark each time. Her yelps and moans, so sensual, made her feel even more turned on. Slowly, Altani let go of her grip. Giant globs fell away from her embrace. Sharon was there licking and tasting. She used her tongue to push a large glob back into Altani's pussy. She used her tongue to massage the cum into Altani's pussy. After a few minutes, she sucked it clean. There was so much cum she sucked in a mouthful, yet splashes of John's cum were all over Altani's pussy and thighs.

Sharon got up quietly and wordlessly motioned that she would return. Altani was wracked with too much pleasure to even notice. With the complete power and animalistic lust with which he thrust into Viola, she marveled at how well Viola took her beating. She hobbled over closer. John adjusted himself, letting go of Viola's arms, and grabbed her ass. He positioned it so it pointed toward the ceiling and knelt just enough to have his hard thick member enter her dripping pussy from above.

"Your highness, I know the cum only belongs in your pussy, but please bring it over here so I can have a taste," Viola managed to say between the hard gasps from John's thrusts.

Altani scooted her pussy over to Viola's face, and the redhead dove below and tasted every sticky wet square inch of her.

By the time John was ready to cum again, Sharon had returned and helped open Altani's pussy for one more massive massive load. It seemed they continued in this push and pull for hours. Altani lost count of how many times Sharon had forced her to clench in yet another of John's deep, massive loads. She was sure he would stop but could not believe it only took a few minutes of Sharon and Viola kissing to get him ready again. Sharon and Viola took turns eating Altani's precious cream pie out of her. She passed out with the moans and screams of Sharon and Viola. She had no idea how long into the night they continued on and on.