Life was most definitely very strange for one, Emma Swan. Having been unknowingly sent through a portal from a magical land to this one that severely lacked it as a new born baby, spending years in foster care, then prison, and eventually as a bail bonds agent, was already a wild ride. Then add on her excitable and hopeful son, Henry, whom she had previously put up for adoption while she was in prison, to give him the best chance he could have in life, returning on her twenty-eighth birthday, and taking her to his home town of Storybrooke, which supposedly held all residents imprisoned bar his adoptive mother, the sexy Mayor Regina Mills, as they were all fairy-tail characters from his favourite book and she was a Saviour...
Yeah, life is definitely strange for Emma.
Especially since Henry proved her right, and now, having eaten a poisoned apple turnover and being given true loves kiss from her just as he was about to die. Emma was now Sheriff of a town full of magical beings and Disney characters, some of whom she was related to. Such as her previous best friend in the town, Mary Margret, who was now revealed to be her mother, Snow White, and an ex coma patient, David Nolan, was her father, Prince Charming.
The aforementioned sexy mayor was also revealed to have a far less righteous alter ego, the Evil Queen. That had caused a lot of drama, with the town rallying to execute Regina for her crimes, only being stopped by the full Charming family.
Now, to ensure Regina's safety now that she has no magic in this world (despite the fact Mr Gold aka Rumpelstiltskin, claims to have returned it), Emma and Dav- her father, have to swap rotations to guard her manor. Day and night, they'd have to do it, one working at the Police station, while the other sat in the car on the driveway, watching the streets and the house itself.
Not like there was much to see anyway. Nobody was stupid enough to approach Regina alone even without her magic, and nobody was outspoken enough to rally another mob either. Regina also never left her house now, having been shunned by Henry following the curse being broken, she had sunk into a silent depression that honestly concerned Emma.
While she didn't like to admit it, Regina was on all accounts, a good mother, and after reading the story book in depth in a moment of boredom on a quiet day at the station, she felt incredibly sorry for her too. Henry was a very kind, considerate boy most of the time, but his sense of justice was obviously skipping a generation from his grandparents to him. Which was honestly mournful, as he obviously missed his other mother as much as she missed him.
At the moment we truly enter, it is a dark, windy night, a few days following the curse breaking. The skies, which should be burning with lights of a hundred stars, is blanketed instead in sheets of thick grey and black clouds, which hang ready to shower heavy rain over the town. Emma, was sitting in her classic yellow bug, grumbling miserably to herself as she crossed her leather jacket covered arms. Of course it was her night shift that the storm hit.
Her mother had begged her to stay home with the rest of the family that night, saying one night without watch wouldn't hurt Regina or (most importantly in her mind) the town, but an anonymous tip had been handed in to the Sheriffs office of Gold planning something, so Emma had to keep watch for once.
All things considered, it probably wouldn't be her worst night in the bug.
Emma smiled fondly at the memories of her adventures with Herny's father while they had lived out of this car. Neil was a nice man, probably her best friend in the world, she had thought being with him romantically would be great at the time, but it just confirmed to Emma that she was definitely not interested in men, which once she told, he was okay with, and they stayed partners in crime until she got caught by the police a few weeks later. Her first week in the slammer, Emma had found out she was pregnant, the Swan luck paying off, she had guessed at the time.
During her trip down memory lane, the thoughts turning sour seemed to signal the rain to start firing down on the small town beneath the clouds, as the Saviours train of thought was stopped by a sudden hammering of bullet like rain, rattling her entire car.
"Fuck, this probably will be my worst night in the bug!" Emma grumbled, resting her head against the ice cold steering wheel as the streets before her quickly filled with water,"If Gold's diabolical plan was to piss me off by trapping me out here in the rain, the next time I see him I'm going to shove my foot so far up his ass he'll stop talking out of it."
The thought made her chuckle, as she mused over the nearly limitless ways she'd torment Gold for this, perhaps so much so that he uses that favour he's been saving just to get to stop pestering him. Oh, what a world that would be.
However, once more, the blonde's thoughts were interrupted by outside interference. The light in Herny's room was on.
David had told her about this happening during the night, since he usually covered those shifts, but Emma honesty hadn't expected it to happen tonight. Regina was in Herny's room once again, and the Saviour knew exactly what she was doing without seeing or hearing anything.
She was crying.
A woman who had tormented hundreds of people, who was considered so evil that her villainous persona was deemed the Queen of all Evil, was most likely sitting, curled up on the bed of the son who had abandoned her, holding a forgotten sweater, blanket, or picture of him close to her chest as she drowned his sheets in her tears. In all honesty, Emma's heart broke.
It was clear to her that Regina was a troubled woman, with a troubled past, and based on her actions to save Henry a few days prior, had a lot of potential to be rehabilitated to be good, to be a woman that her son could be proud of. If anything, Emma wanted to convince herself she was helping protect Regina for that reason alone.
But she wasn't. There was something else. Something more, unexpected.
To be clear, for basically all of the time Emma had known the older woman, they had been at one another's throats, squabbling over any issue they could, whether it was the most important problem the town was facing that week alone, or something petty, like if Emma should have arrested herself for jaywalking one time. The woman infuriated her beyond anything, and part of the fury was because despite everything, even at the moment that Emma was in now, sitting in her old car in the rain, she was hopelessly crushing on Regina.
The woman had literally opened her doors to Emma the first time they met looking like sex in human form, had flirted with her constantly since then, even when arguing, and the amount of times Emma had thought that they would end up making out or fucking at the end of one of their spats were too high to count. It had gotten to the point that most nights Emma sat fantasising about different scenarios with the mayor, sometimes being wholesome and gooey, other times being the most dirty and disgraceful fantasy she could come up with in her perverted little mind.
Hell, before the curse was broken, Leroy had jokingly started a "Will They, Won't They?" bet one day at Granny's that half of the town, even Mary Margret and David, had put money on.
So yeah, Emma felt bad for Regina, a woman she desperately wanted to care for and be cared by, as the older woman cried alone in her large, empty house. The Saviour had been so busy staring up at the window of her sons room that she was startled by a sudden flash of light, soon followed by the crash of thunder, as lightning started to blast from the sky, one bolt hitting a tree right by her car.
"Oh, shit!"
A branch of the tree split off of the trunk violently as it fell towards her, most likely going to piece through her car window and impale her. Emma had only one option, flee, and she did. With what little time to react that she had, the blonde opened the door of her bug and jumped from the car, her clothes immediately being drenched in the infernal rain before she landed, sprawled out on squishy wet grass by the driveway.
Yet, the smash of glass that Emma had expected was never heard, not was her car alarm as from the branch simply hitting the roof from being flung by the rain. Instead, when Emma turned over, the branch was hanging in place, a cloud of purple smoke holding it up in place. For a moment, the blonde was confused, until she heard something she's never expected.
"Sheriff Swan, if you don't get in my house this instant, I will personally drag you in from the rain, but I warn you, if I get dirty in any way, it will be your head on the line!"
The light of Henry's room was now off, instead the lights of the main foyer pieced through the gap in the door way which Regina had her dark haired, beautiful head occupying, while she has her hand outstretched, obviously holding the branch in the air with magic.
"I thought you couldn't use magic here?" Emma queried as she started to stand slowly, before seeing Regina glare at her in a way that should have scared her more than turned her on. It was a look that told her to get in before Regina lost her patience and hospitality. The Saviour was soon through the front door, watching as Regina flicked her wrist and the branch was reattached to the tree like nothing had happened,"Thanks... But seriously, how did you do that? I know you weren't lying to me the other day, so how can you suddenly use magic?"
For a moment, Regina simply looked her in her usual sexily annoyed way, but then she turned her gaze to her hands and shook them about for a moment, as if she expected something to happen, yet nothing did. "It appears, Miss Swan, as if I had a brief moment of magical inspiration, as regrettable as it may be, to help save your life."
"Aw, I knew you liked me," were words that Emma immediately regretted pouring out of her lips. She usually waited for Regina to at least make a sarcastic attempt at flirting to have an excuse for her own wholehearted flirting, but she had no defence this time.
It was also at this moment, Emma had noticed that Regina was in only a shirt that was barely buttoned up to her chest, revealing a moderately revealing amount of cleavage, along with one of her classic skirts. No heels to boost her height, no prim and proper mayoral/royal posturing, only Regina being relaxed. It was admittedly hot, and distracted the Saviour greatly from her previous blunder.
On the other hand, the once Evil Queen, was glaring at her with a fury that would have tamed the storm outside in an instant, and had Emma dripping wet. "Miss Swan," the ex-Mayor growled, her brows furrowed as she strutted across the room towards the kitchen, calling out behind her,"I am going to have drink to deal with how irritating I know you're going to be this evening. In the mean time, you can either join me for a night cap, or have a shower to clean that mud off of you."
"I could use a night cap," was what sarcastically slipped from Emma while she followed Regina into the kitchen, watching as the slightly older woman skimmed through her booze cabinet, for once ignoring the apple cider and instead grabbing a large bottle of scotch,"Oh, the good stuff, you shouldn't have!"
"You're not having any!" Regina smirked triumphantly at the Saviour, clutching the bottle close to her chest when Emma tried to snatch it,"Go have a shower, now!"
"But you said-" Emma started.
"No. I gave you choice as a test, and as expected you chose to be an unhygienic, drunken mess, instead of taking care of yourself," the ex-Mayor bit back, her smirk gaining an evil sexiness to it that Emma enjoyed so much she almost shivered,"Shower, now Sheriff! There should already be some spare towels up there too."
Exiting the room for a moment in defeat, Emma stopped at the door before looking at her messy clothes and turning back to Regina,"And what exactly am I meant to wear once I get out of the shower? I assume you want me being decent in your house?"
"That would be preferred, Sheriff Swan," Regina breathed out calmly, despite the fact that Emma could tell that she was taking a sip from her freshly poured glass to hide her blush. For the briefest of moments, Emma felt triumphant, until, of course, Regina retaliated with,"I guess I'll have to sort out an outfit which I deem most... suitable."
Truly defeated, blushing profusely and marching upstairs to the bathroom, Emma actually didn't mind her predicament. Being trapped in the Mayors Manor, all alone with Regina, with fine alcohol and copious amounts of flirting was a prevalent fantasy of Emma's ever since that time she had cut up Regina's apple tree. An added bonus, she realised as she walked into the glamorous bathroom, was that she could look after Regina more closely.
There was no denying that while flirting, Regina still held her previous sorrow, as she missed her son more than anything. Emma hoped that while trapped together in this storm, that they could make amends, for Henry's sake, but also Regina's. They needed to push all past drama aside, for their sons benefit, and their own. Hopefully if that happened, Emma could also get her parents and the rest of the town to follow suit.
But that was for later. Now, the Saviour was stripping off her murky clothes, placing them in the laundry basket, taking a moment to admire herself in the full length mirror that was on one side of the bathroom. To be perfectly honest, the blonde knew that she was always an incredibly attractive woman, who was also very fit, but after months of constantly running about, and helping the people of Storybrooke with everything from fighting crime, natural disasters, manual labour and slaying dragons, Emma had become more toned than she was prior to her stay here. She believed she remembered that the other day at Grannies, Ruby had described her as a sexy warrior princess... yeah, she was more than okay with that.
Caressing her round, firm breasts, Emma smirked as she entered the shower and began to wash herself, her head filled with thoughts of herself being a strong knight, flirting with then fucking her queen, Regina. She was so distracted by her own thoughts that she didn't notice what was happening as she got more and more turned on, visions of bending Regina over and fucking her into oblivion blinding her from reality.
For a few minutes, the Savior washed herself underneath the spraying shower-head, biting back moans and holding herself back from touching herself as the image just couldn't leave her mind. Emma hadn't had an opportunity to relieve herself recently, and it was coming back to bite her.
Once she was finished with her shower, Emma opened the shower door, wrapping herself up in a towel as steam spilled from the now empty shower in her wake. Letting her hair drip dry for a bit, Emma started to dry her body as she rubbed her towel against her body. As she dried herself off, she walked over to the full body length mirror she had stood in front of minutes prior and wiped away the fog that had built up on the glass, smiling at her reflection before spotting something that made her jaw smash through the floor boards.
Hanging, between her legs, was a dick. A soft, yet still very large, dick. And it was starting to harden as Emma thought one thing.
"What if Regina sees me like this?"
Just as the words fell from her lips, the blonde was startled by an abrupt knock on the door, accompanied by Regina's sarcastic voice calling out,"Miss Swan, if your done using up all the hot water, there's some fine clothes waiting for you just on the other side of the door." Emma knew Regina was expecting her to have a response, but at that moment, her mind was far too clouded, the shock of whatever had happened to her during that shower knocking Emma off kilter. Regina obviously didn't like being ignored, as she called out once more, this time more sternly,"Sheriff Swan, are you listening to me?"
"Yes" was all Emma was able to croak out, listening to Regina walk away from the door, as she quickly wrapped her towel around her torso, before realising that not only could you still see the prominent bulge that was attempting to hide within, its thick, rapidly hardening head was peaking out from bottom of the towel. Grumbling, Emma pulled the towel down a bit more to hide her new (obviously magical in some way) dick, showing off more of her tits than she'd expected to to be revealing this evening. Approaching the door, Emma wanted to make sure the coast was clear to step out for moment, and hissed out,"Regina! Are you there?"
No reply came.
Swallowing her fear, Emma opened the door and peaked out of the crack in the door, spotting a clothes hanger by the door and grabbing it as fast as she could. Once safely hidden in the bathroom again, the blonde looked at the clothes that she had been given to wear.
"Oh, fuck me!"
What else would Regina deem suitable clothes other than a pair of tight, black jeans and a red blouse. Neither would leave much to the imagination, she knew from experience, watching the Mayor strut about with her top buttons constantly undone and the curve of her ass begging to be released from their prison... And now the Saviours boner is at full mast.
Grumbling to herself, Emma puts on her red bra and panties, sighing emptily as she watches her massive shaft not even coming close to being hidden by the underwear. She had to admit, while she would be horrified to have anyone see this "situation" of hers, the blonde felt a sense of pride at have a solid ten inches to be sporting. Right now though, it was nothing but a hassle, because it just wouldn't calm down, and Emma didn't want to rub one out in Regina's bathroom, in fears of being caught and not fully understanding the situation she was in.
Slipping on the rest of her clothes, Emma waited until she at least felt like her dick had calmed down enough to be unnoticeable to the casual viewer. Ironic, the one time she has the night alone with Regina, guaranteed to have no interruptions, perhaps even an opportunity to reveal her true feelings to the older woman - and it's the one time she doesn't want her checking her out.
Whoever or whatever caused this, was going to get its ass beat by one pissed off Sheriff.
Forcing her usual cocky grin, Emma walked out of the bathroom and downstairs, to the kitchen, where Regina sat, thumbing her glass of barely drank scotch, while staring out at the rain, while it beat violently against the window pains, crashes of thunder pronouncing themselves across the night sky. Instead of saying anything sarcastic or flirtatious as usual, Emma simply sat next to Regina, and took a swig from the glass of scotch that sat waiting for her, because in all honesty, not only was she still in shock over her new addition to her anatomy, she didn't want to ruin the perfect picture that was Regina Mills.
"What took you so long, Sheriff? Were you perhaps enjoying your privacy in my bathroom to your hearts content?" Regina cooed, her tone being the same level of flirtatious and condescending, just how Emma usually secretly enjoyed, having many a fantasy about what the Mayor would say to her in that tone of voice. Shit! Her dick was hard again. Regina seemed to notice that the Saviour had quickly become flustered, as she turned her gaze over to the woman,"Are quite alright, Miss Swan?"
"Me? Yeah, I'm fine!" Emma squeaked as she tossed aside Regina's question, hoping to be convincing. She however knew that she wasn't lying very well.
For a moment, Regina smirked at her, the brunettes previous masked sorrow having melted away as the fires of a cheeky comment roared behind her eyes, which just made her look all the more predatory to Emma, not helping her calm her evil boner.
"Would your odd mood, Miss Swan, have anything to do with whatever magic was going on in my bathroom?" the once Evil Queen queried, leaning close to Emma's face, their noses and foreheads almost touching, as she added,"I had always suspected that you had the potential for magic, you just needed a firm hand to guide you. So, what did you do? I believe my first time using magic I accidentally shattered every window near me. Did you happen to do something similar?"
Surprisingly, at the prospect of her own house being damaged, Regina seemed flippant with the matter, instead being excited at having sensed magic past her own burst of inspiration earlier, that had obviously faded. Emma too, would have been excited to have magic at her disposal, if not for what she had - supposedly - done to herself.
"I- um - I don't know how to say this," Emma stuttered, her hand instinctively lifting the glass of scotch to her lips as a hopes to calm her nerves. Was she really going to say this? Instead of using this evening to help Regina, or talk about the situation with Henry, it seemed that discussion of anything but magic was off the table. For a moment, a lie began to build its way to Emma's lips, as her last hope of saving herself this embarrassment, this shame, this romance she had built up in her head. However, Regina's beautiful brown eyes begged for the truth, and Emma begrudgingly delivered,"Regina. Just, please don't judge me for this."
With all the grace of a boulder, Emma fumbled out of her chair and stood before Regina, who sat sipping her drink expectantly, before a look of absolute slack-jawed shock covered her face, as the Saviour pulled down her jeans and panties, letting her new, once more erect, dick flop out, pointing straight for her.
"Oh, my..." Regina sighed, biting her lip as she stared at the twitching boner, while it and Emma stared at her pleadingly. After a moment of pure silence, Emma began to cover herself up again, before Regina launched forward, grabbing her wrist and gasping out,"No wait, Emma. I need to investigate this. For a first time using magic, summoning a new addition to your anatomy like this, it's fascinating!"
"Okay, I guess," Emma whimpered slightly, her nerves over the situation not once subsiding,"I just want to know why this is happening and how to get this thing off of me."
There was the breath of a pause as Regina smirked at her, taking a step closer so that the tip of Emma's penis almost touched her thigh,"Well I'm not sure how to stop it, the cure for anything magical usually comes from its root. So, Miss Swan, would you please tell me if you were thinking any lewd thoughts while in my shower?"
"I wasn't!" the blonde squeaked, her cheeks burning and her eyes searching the room for an escape, her mind screaming at her for her stupid decisions. It was when her eyes landed on Regina's sexily raised eyebrow, while she waited expectantly that had Emma moan out,"Please, don't make me say it, Regina."
"Make you say what, sweetheart?" the brunette cooed, bring her hands down to Emma's hips, rubbing her thumbs tenderly into her sides as she leaned closer to her face,"Admit what made this - interesting - magical occurrence grace our presence?"
"Regina," the Saviour whimpered, staring deep into the beautiful brown eyes of the woman who infuriated her to no end, the woman she loved,"Please don't make me tell you like this."
Softness.
That was the first thing Emma noticed about Regina's lips as the older woman kissed her with deep unspoken emotion, neither of the noticing as a burst of energy erupted between the two of them, across all of Storybrooke, before wrapping her arms around her back as she pulled away, a wide smile crossing her face,"Emma, tell me."
Needless to say, the Saviour was in a blushing state of gleeful shock that had been greatly appreciated after the last few minutes of confusion and paranoia. Regina had kissed her, a thing that Emma had dreamed of for months, and not only that, she'd called her by her name. "Emma". From Regina that was as good as saying I love you. Bringing her own hand up to rest on Regina's face, watching as the older woman nuzzled into her hand affectionately, her eyes still begging for Emma to tell her the truth.
"Mayor Regina Mills, you have been a royal pain in my ass for months now, and I have no doubt I've been the same for you-" she was cut off for a moment by a chuckle from Regina,"But I seem to have fallen completely in love with you, and I want to help you to work through all the trauma of your past, to raise Henry with you, to love you forever."
"Oh, Emma, I love you too," Regina kissed her once more, this time slipping a lot more tongue into the mix as they pulled one another in enthusiastically, until she murmured against Emma's lips,"But you didn't answer my question, Swan."
Her cocky grin returning, Emma sexily cocked her head to the side, letting her hand slip to Regina's ass as she squeezed it, adding,"I was getting to that, so don't worry your sweet little ass about it," followed by a quick spank to the object of her desire, Regina's big sexy ass quivering at the contact, as she yelped and moaned at the contact,"You see, Madam Mayor, or more aptly, Your Highness. When I stepped into the shower, I thought about being a knight in shinning armour, bending you over and fucking my beautiful queen however I pleased, until she wanted to have her way with me too."
"Well," Regina moaned out, unbuttoning Emma's shirt as she descended to her knees before her, watching as she flung off her shirt and revealed her perky tits before grabbing a hold of her lovers massive dick,"It seems I've found a way to get rid of this lovely new toy of yours."
"How?" Emma moaned, watching Regina stroke her dick slowly with both of her hands as she brought her own hands down to caress her lovers hair.
"We play with it of course," Regina declared with a wide, excited grin,"I've been looking forward to having my way with you for so long, Miss Swan. While I had been expecting to taste your pussy, I don't mind having some fun with this at all."
With that said, Regina brought her lips to Emma's tip, swirling her tongue around it for lubrication as she widened her jaw in preparation to slide the dick down her throat. In the mean time, Emma brought her hands down to her lover, one gently caressing her hair, and the other grabbing her shirt, which had yet to have been removed by either of them.
"Your Highness, I do hope that you don't mind this!" the Saviour moaned as she used all her strength to tare away the ex-Evil Queens shirt, revealing her voluptuous breasts to the pair of them. Regina moaned in shocked glee as she felt the nip of the cold meet her aroused nipples, her smothered screams of ecstasy allowing Emma to grab the back of her head and push her further down the shaft in her mouth, her screams and moans being hidden behind chokes and gags. Emma was gasping as she felt Regina take so much of her dick in one go, her knees shaking, stating,"Fuck, Regina, this feels so good!"
On her part, Regina, for once, allowed Emma complete control without any resistance, because honestly, she was far to turned on right now to even want to fight back. Emma was probably the only person in any of the Realms she'd allow to treat her like this, and that shared knowledge between them both increased both of their pleasure. Regina had now shoved her free hand, that wasn't jacking off the bottom of Emma's dick that her mouth hadn't quite captured yet, into her skirt and panties to furiously rub her own clit.
For many minutes that's how the couple stayed, in the middle of the kitchen, one of them fucking the others throat with their new, magical dick, while the other, played with herself as she felt the combination of pleasure, dominating force and abundance of underlying magic that was within Emma, clouding her mind and tip her closer to the edge. The blonde was nearing her first release too, and was staring down at Regina, who met her with a heated, lustful gaze.
Eventually, when Regina felt her legs begin to shake against the tiles of her kitchen floor as she came all over her panties, skirt and thighs, she forced more of her lovers dick down her throat, forcing Emma to groan in orgasm as well. She fired three ropes of cum, one straight down Regina's throat, making her go cross eyed from pleasure for a moment, the second was when the blonde pulled her dick back so the she could fire into the ex-Evil Queen's mouth, letting her taste her potent cum, the final blast came when her dick popped out of her lovers mouth, splattering all across her beautiful face and newly revealed tits.
As she was bathed in Emma's cum, Regina smiled, sticking her tongue out to catch some as it rolled down her cheeks. For a few minutes, Regina simply stayed knelled on the floor, wiping up the cum on her tits with her fingers and sucking it off, moaning at the taste and never breaking eye contact with Emma to keep her mighty rod standing at full attention.
"Oh god, Regina, it is truly unfair how sexy you are," Emma groaned, stroking her still raging hard on as she watched Regina step up to her meet her face to face.
Grabbing Emma's neck in a primal, sexually arousing way, Regina mumbled into her lovers ear,"Would you say, Miss Swan, that I am the fairest of them all?"
"Oh definitely, right after being the cheekiest bitch too," Emma chuckled, not minding Regina's hand placement at all, even as she dug her nails in a wee bit teasingly, just deep enough to scratch. Wanting to be a bit cheeky herself, Emma once more placed her hands on the Mayors ass, using her toned muscles to lift her off of the ground, being rewarded by her lovers excited giggles and lovely legs wrapping around her waist. Feeling confident, Emma walked around the room with Regina in her arms, whispering to her lover in hushed tones,"Where do you want to continue this for the rest of the evening?"
Moaning from how turned on she felt being helpless to her lovers abundant strength and also feeling her pussy being teased by Emma's bitch-breaker dick rubbing into her clothed pussy, Regina simply responded with,"The bedroom seems most appropriate, Sheriff."
"Yes, ma'am!" the excited blonde replied, marching them from the kitchen, through the main foyer, up the stairs, through the hallway, and into Regina's room as quickly as she could, before plopping the Mayor down on the large bed rather unceremoniously then going down on her knees on the floor before the bed, her face landing on top of Regina's skirt covered pussy,"Do I have Your Majesties permission to give you the best foreplay of your life?"
A smirk barely had time to cross Regina's face before it was replaced with an excited grin as she nodded her head so fast that Emma almost feared it would fall off.
Listening to the brunettes consent, Emma pulled off her pencil skirt quickly, before smiling at her sexy, drenched black lace panties. Looking the queen in her hope-filled brown eyes, Emma once more tore the panties off of her body, her smirk widening at Regina's gasp of excitement, and her head falling to between her lovers legs as she came face to face with Regina's waiting pussy.
Now, Emma had never been a stranger to pussy, having been with many women over the last ten years, and a couple of Storybrooke residents in more recent weeks (i.e. Ruby a.k.a Red), but the Saviour had never been so longing, and so satisfied to see a lovers pussy. Maybe it was because with Regina, she was finally in love, perhaps it was the fact she was so turned on at the time, or maybe it was because every part of Regina was perfection. Whatever it was, the moment her soaked folds were shown, Regina began to gasp and moan in delight while Emma began to lick at her clit.
Happily devouring the ex-Evil Queen's folds, Emma felt her lovers hand curl through her golden locks and moaned as Regina tugged her hair lightly, accidentally sending her tongue deep within Regina's delicious folds, and making the older woman scream in pleasure. Feeling a touch curious, Emma also added a finger to Regina's pussy, stretching her pussy slightly and soon being accompanied by another of the blondes fingers, causing Regina's toes to curl as she squirted all over her face.
Licking up the coat of Regina's cum from her face, Emma crawled up to be face to face with the brunette once more, smiling as her lover kissed her lips and dashed her forehead with kiss and licks, tasting her own juices. The Saviour groaned at this last moment of foreplay, impatiently moving closer to Regina, subconsciously humping her leg as she kissed her neck, intent on marking Regina as her own.
"Miss Swan, would you please get onto it? We don't have all night," was all Regina could whine out, as Emma promptly lined up her dick with Regina's dripping folds, watching as the bulbous head of her dick sank into her tight pussy and the Mayor could do nothing but scream louder than the howling winds out side, as if challenging it to see how noisy she could be. The blonde was more than willing to assist and quickly began to push more of herself into her lover, as Regina mumbled, drunk in passion and lust,"Yes, just like that, Emma. All the way it - oh fuck! - you know just how to use this new creation of yours! Must have some masterful experience with a strap!"
"You have no idea," growled Emma, biting into the same spot she had marked on Regina's neck as she felt herself be completely inside of the ex-Evil Queens folds, hearing a squeal of pure elation push through her lover as she was spread apart so completely. Moaning as she felt Regina spasm in a voice stealing orgasm, her hold on her dick tightening, Emma added,"You must have not had this kind of fun in a while, Madam Mayor."
"And you - oh my god! - you have, Sheriff Swan?" Regina grumbled jealously, pouting slightly as wrapped her legs around Emma's waist and started to slowly be fucked,"Had some action I haven't been aware of since your arrival in town?"
Smirking, Emma tossed her head back to get her hair out of her face, giving Regina an unobscured view of her tits and chiselled ab's, continuing to thrust into her lover, gaining speed as she leaned closer to her ear, murmuring,"Oh, let's just say our resident werewolf, Ruby, was very friendly during my early days in town."
Suddenly, the Saviour felt a sharp pain in her back, and gasped in a mixture of pain and arousal, as Regina dug her long nails possessively in her back. The woman's eyes were like a raging fire, her voice hot as she declared,"I'll kill that bitch! You are mine!" Chuckling for a moment, Emma's smirk grew wider as she then began to buck into her lover with more ferocity, digging her significantly shorter nails into Regina's ass, still never taring her gaze away from her, as the brunette exasperated,"Oh fuck! That's not fair Miss Swan! Ah! Right there!"
Once more, Regina came, panting desperately while Emma pulled out of her and spun her around onto all fours, having her stick her ass up to be fucked doggy style. Regina could do nothing but moan wantonly while waiting for the Saviour to ravish her. And ravish her she did. The ex-Evil Queen was soon screaming in pleasure once more, twerking her heavenly ass into her lovers dick as she felt numerous slaps fall like the rain outside upon her ass.
"I think it's perfectly fair, Regina," Emma groaned, leaning down to pepper her lovers back with kisses, intent on marking as much of her as possible before the night was done,"And yes, I am yours, as you are mine. But your not going to kill Ruby, or anyone else, especially not over something so petty."
For a moment there was a reluctant silence from Regina, her moans and whimpers being the only sounds heard in the room, along with the sound of Emma's mighty balls slapping against her flesh, but soon, the mayor felt a hand cling onto her hair and tug, forcing her to have her back flush against Emma's torso, and a lovely pair of tits caressing her from behind, shocked gasps and moans pierced through her body, as she screamed,"Oh, yes Emma! Yes, use me how you wish! I'm yours baby! I'll be good!"
"You better be!" Emma murmured into her ear, her hand that once held Regina's hair now wrapping around her throat, while the other slapped her ass,"Because while the idea of you and Ruby fighting over me is hot, you are all I need. I love you!"
"I love you too!" Regina yelled, her voice accompanied by a crash of thunder from outside as once more she came, her walls tightening around Emma's dick. That seemed to send the Saviour over the edge too, as she groaned in orgasm, firing deep into Regina's previously cursed womb, the older woman moaning,"Oh yes, Miss Swan, fill me up! I'm safe, don't worry."
Slowly, Emma pulled out of Regina, her muscles tiring as the ex-Evil Queen stared at her lovingly for a moment, then turned her gaze to the now flaccid dick that was covered in a mixture of their juices. The Mayor turned and kissed Emma, wrapping one arm around her back while her other stroked the tiring dick until it was hard again, and her fingers were painted in their cum.
The cum, which had filled her now cured womb. Cured by true loves kiss about an hour earlier, little to either of their knowledge.
Bringing one of her fingers up to her lips, Regina sucked on it, moaning at the taste while Emma stared at her lustfully,"You are insatiable!"
"Oh, I am dear," the brunette responded, descending to her knees off of the bed for Emma, still having one hand around the base of her dick, tapping the tip against her cheek teasingly,"Are you ready for more, Miss Swan? We still have to get rid of this nuisance here."
"I'm beginning to think you want this to stay permanently!" Emma chuckled, pushing some of Regina's hair off her face as the older woman took her dick back into her mouth, moaning in agreement to her statement and the taste. Smiling fondly down at her she added,"Well, once it's gone, I'll learn to control it. Next time I want my pussy back, after that, we'll see."
Authors Note: So, I recently got back into OUAT and wanted to write a SwanQueen fic as soon as possible. I know some people have been waiting for me to update my other stories, but don't worry, I'm working on those too.
For now though, I must add, I had fun writing this. There are a lot of options story wise to take with this prompt of magic dicks in OUAT. So here's what I want to ask. Should I A) Keep this as a oneshot. B) Make this a story that you guys will make suggestions on how to continue. Or C) Make this a story comprised of multiple oneshots with the same theme.
Anyway, as usual, send me any input through the review's section, any important questions to ask, DM me, and check out my other fics.