I took some time to catch my breath, still very horny. The guard asked about my wishes, but I politely told her that I would rather tell everything to the Queen directly. She just shrugged her shoulders, making her sexy, round tits move erotically as she did.
Finally, the Queen came around again. She asked for water and hungrily gulped down half a jug, some of it overflowing her lips and streaming down onto her big tits and down along her abs to her well-fucked pussy. She put the jug away and turned to me, shaking her head in disbelief.
"I've never been fucked like this, nor heard of men as capable as you," she said, admiring, her eyes opening in slight shock as she saw my big cock still fully hard. "Very well, then, I will keep my word. Make your wishes, able pale man. Anything in my power I will do."
I grinned looking her over again. The Queen was a hot, curvy woman in her mid-fourties. She had massive pendulous tits that sagged just enough to make her look mature, but still incredibly hot. Her hips were wide, but not fat, and her ass was similarly large, but firm.
"Your Majesty, I wish to marry you and stay in the village as your King, to rule together and make offspring who will take over after us."
The room went quiet for a bit, whispers rolling here and there. Clearly, I asked for a lot. To my surprise, the Queen nodded in agreement and smiled.
"Very well, white man. You are far more worthy than any other man I've seen, so I accept. You will be my King. I will listen to your advice in ruling the village, however my word is still final."
I grinned triumphantly, then came over to the throne and planted a deep, hot kiss onto the Queen's full, tasty lips. My hands went to her big tits, kneading them, pulling her nipples.
"I want to make you cum again to celebrate this," I said, but for once she looked horrified.
"Oh, no, not right now," she said. "I am still sore, but you may pick anyone else in the village and do how you please with them." |