The crisp morning air hugged Sansa as she stepped out into the open courtyard. They were a day's ride from King's Landing and for the final day, she and Arya had been invited to ride in the royal carriage alongside the queen, Cersei and the Princess, Myrcella. Heart racing, Sansa couldn't quite steel herself in the presence of the queen. It had been a week since the queen had graced her chambers and presented the pleasures of woman once more to her and Sansa had craved her touch ever since. She had recently been born into the world of sex and hadn't quite found anyone to satisfy her craving more frequently. Perhaps she would pursue Joffrey? Or maybe she would have to patch things up between her sister in order to find her permanent release?
As Sansa climbed down the stairs, she saw her sister slowly limp around the corner, a distinct limp plaguing her body. Arya's arse was in agony. It had been a week since Cersei had pounded her ass relentlessly, but the effect still lingered. Her arse was painful and she couldn't quite sit comfortably. She was somewhat glad to be riding in the carriage with the queen once more as her ass couldn't quite handle anything else, without being severely sore.
Reaching the carriage, the sister's waited for the guardsmen to open the door revealing the two royals inside, smiling patiently. Cersei craned her neck to welcome the two girls into the carriage, "Sansa, Arya welcome! Sansa, do come in!"
Smiling in response, Sansa accepted Cersei's hand as she stepped into the carriage, slowly sliding down into a cushioned seat beside the young princess. As Arya placed her foot on the step, wincing in pain as her bruised bum ached, Cersei stopped her, "Dear. You're always saying how much you wish to ride instead of in these infernal carriages. So I arranged for you to have a horse and personal guard, so that you may ride as swiftly as you wish to King's Landing!"
Arya's eyes widened as the queen smiled devilishly. Before Arya could reply, the door to the carriage swung close and she was brushed aside towards her horse. Furious, she winced in pain, imagining just how painful this ride was going to be. Oh, the queen would get what's coming to her as soon as she got to King's Landing. Arya's plan was formulated in her head, she just needed her sister's help. Cersei however was smirking widely as the door swung close. This would teach Arya to mess with her son again. Maybe this time she would learn her lesson. Or perhaps she would have to return with an even bigger toy. Arya's arse would never be the same if she did… but Cersei just loved to dominate that little Stark slut.
"Now... just the three of us, nice and cosy," Cersei smiled as she turned to look towards her two little girls. The carriage wasn't big, but it was large enough to allow Cersei, the taller of the three to stand up straight, as well as being long enough for two people to stand side by side. Plenty of room for what Cersei had planned. She had clued Myrcella into her little plan, but Sansa was ultimately oblivious. Perhaps for the best. There were two windows out of each of the doors, with silk curtains pulled aside, ready to be closed upon request. The seats were covered in red velvet and silk cushions and were very comfy to sit on, "Now as this is the last day on the road, I thought we'd celebrate. My little treat."
Reaching over into one of the small compartments hidden away in the carriage, Cersei drew a crystal decanter of sweet summer-wine and three elegantly shaped crystal glasses. Before the carriage would shift into motion, she set the glasses down onto the table in the middle and poured three hefty glassfuls of wine, before handing them to the two younger girls.
"Thank you very much dear mother. I do believe you want me drunk!" Myrcella laughed, taking the glass and suddenly feeling the weight of the full glass. She wasn't one to throw away a glass of wine. Despite encouraging Myrcella to pursue certain endeavour, especially sexual, but Cersei always limited Myrcella's access to alcohol. Despite turning her daughter into a deeply sexual slut, Cersei wanted her to retain some form of dignity and not stoop into a drunken lout. It also aided in certain situations where she wanted her daughter drunk quickly. A glass of wine was usually enough to get Myrcella tipsy, "Drink up, Sansa. Your father ain't here to say no!"
Sansa was hesitant to drink knowing how much her father disapproved of his younger children drinking, but in the presence of the queen, she decided it was alright. Sipping daintily on her glass, she watched Myrcella greedily gulp down a mouthful. Cersei couldn't help but smirk as her daughter swallowed a mouthful of wine easily. Drinking a small mouthful, Cersei leaned backwards and rapped her knuckles softly against the wooden wall behind her to signal the driver's start. As the carriage ground into action, the ladies began to talk, Cersei's sly tongue slowly coaxing the conversation in a certain direction.
"It is my understanding that before my dear son was mauled by your sister's wolf, you and him were spending some time alone. Do tell?" Cersei smirked, lowering the glass from her curt lips as Sansa began to blush. Not wanting to reveal the entire truth, Sansa shielded her face, drinking down a small gulp of wine before answering the queen.
"Just talking, you majesty. Some…" Sansa began, the small amount of wine taking over and trailing her words in a trail she probably shouldn't be going. As she stopped herself, she saw Cersei raise her eye brow, intrigued as to what the young stark was going to say. Sansa also saw Myrcella's tipsy eyes turn towards her also interesting in what she was doing with her brother. Myrcella had seen her brother when growing up, but always found him disgusting. Until she found him one night jerking his cock over one of the servant girls panties. It was the largest cock she had seen up until then and it was eerily exciting. Brushing such thoughts from her mind, she waited anxiously for Sansa to finish her thought, "Some…kissing…"
"Ooo! Tell us all about it!" Myrcella laughed, suddenly interested even more, wanting to know about Sansa's kissing ability. Cersei finally airing the conversation her way, was ready. The two girls before her were slightly tipsy and Cersei was ready.
"Better yet… come show your majesty what her son is getting," Cersei smirked, drinking a mouthful of wine and leaning forwards towards Sansa. Raising a fingertip to her lips, Cersei softy tapped them, insinuating what she wanted from the young girl. Almost choking on her wine, she glanced at Myrcella and Cersei, assuming she was joking. Staring into the sincere eyes of the other two women, Sansa quickly realised they were deathly serious. Breathing heavily, Sansa panicked unsure as to what to do. Seeing the queen, looking deeply at her. Breathless, she leaned slowly in, her eyes closing and softly puckering. Cersei joined her, leaning in cupping Sansa's smooth red cheek drawing her closer.
Grazing her lips softly against Sansa's, Cersei pulled away, her nose softly rubbing against the younger girls. Brushing her hair from her eyes, Cersei pulled her back in, her lips firmer, but still playfully light. Sansa was butter in her fingers as Cersei controlled the young redhead, angling the her face. Softly stroking the young girl's cheek, Cersei parted her lips allowing Sansa access to her mouth. Accidently slipping her tongue into the queen's mouth, Sansa panicked and tried to pull away, before Cersei pulled her back, sliding her own tongue into the young teen's mouth. Gasping into Cersei's mouth, Sansa let her tongue roam inside the queen's mouth, exploring each and every delicious inch of her mouth. Holding Sansa's creamy arm, Cersei slowly pulled back so she was sitting on her chair. Sansa wasn't prepared to stop and followed Cersei backwards, pursuing the kiss, a helpless moan escaping her lips as she lifted from her seat. Bending over to kiss Cersei, she stood up on her legs, her arse leaving the seat and presenting itself to the tipsy Myrcella who had her own plans in mind.
"Mmm… never had a northern girl," Myrcella smirked, downing her glass of wine and setting the crystal to one side. Leaning over to Sansa, the young princess hiked up the frilly blue silks up around Sansa's waist revealing her plump creamy arse, framed perfectly by a pair of tight blue silk panties. Raising her hand, she spanked the young girl watching her lurch forward in pain and curious pleasure. Smiling, she softly caressed the girl's bum, loving her remarkably soft northern flesh, her hand grazing and cupping her young pert, yet full, bum cheeks. Breathing in sharply and cooing as she admired the girls arse, Myrcella couldn't help, but feel a little envious. Yes the stark girl was older and Myrcella was yet to truly blossom, but Sansa was very well built, with sizable breasts and a nice arse, "Oh you are delicious…"
Sansa was busy enveloping herself in the soft lips of the queen and barely recognised that her skirts were being pulled up and her arse exposed. Only when Myrcella's hand struck her pert flesh did she remember it was not just her and the queen. Gasping into the queen's mouth, she opened her eyes, the mouth parting from the queens and looking down into the sultry eyes of Cersei. Cersei had wanted her two little girls together for a while and she had dressed appropriately. Instead of her normal red dresses that tie at the back, she had worn an outfit that focussed her breasts more predominantly. Similar in look and design, the red dress was fastened loosely at the front by thin strings. The strings were stretching and bulging as her breasts heaved against the fabric. Her soft flesh was almost pouring from her dress as they tried to break free. Smiling, Cersei gazed into her young lover, their eyes locked in desperate passion. Letting her fingers trail slowly down to the loose strings, Cersei smirked, teasingly tugging on the string, slowly and painfully releasing her soft tits from their confines. Running her fingers under the hem of her dress, she slid it down her shoulder, popping her breasts out of the dress. Sansa's eyes widened as she licked her lips. Cersei's tits were something of wonder. Lightly tanned, soft tits with sweet delicious pink nipples capping them off.
"Like what you see, my little dove?" Cersei purred, lifting her arse and sliding the dress down along her skin until she sat against the wall wearing nothing at all. She had recently shaven her pussy bald and now marvelled in the pale smoothness of her crotch, spreading her legs for the young girl, so she could see her queenly cunt. Nodding feverishly, she wondered what the queen was expecting off her and slowly lowered her lips towards Cersei's pussy, her tongue protruding tentatively. Before she could taste her queen, Cersei captured her chin and forced her to look up at her, "Not just yet, my little dove. I want to see you writhing in pleasure first."
Myrcella however had not slowed her advances and as she watched her mother slowly undress, she had been moving closer to Sansa, cradling her arse. Pulling her panties to one side, Myrcella saw Sansa's glistening pussy, wet with the anticipation of the two royal sluts and her little winking ass hole, which was looking ever more tantalising by the moment. Her mother had of course told her all about her night with the young stark and the girl's sneaky love for anal play and Myrcella was desperate to check it out. Whilst the girl was consumed in revelling in her mother's skin, Myrcella suckled softly on her finger before lowering it to Sansa's asshole, gently rubbing her puckered hole, preparing it for penetration. Hearing her mother stop Sansa from licking her pussy, Myrcella pressed forward, watching in fascination as Sansa's asshole stretched ever so slightly before letting her finger slide in with relative ease. Groaning, Sansa's eyes rolled into the back of her head as the two blondes chuckled to themselves. Laughing, Mrycella spanked the girl's arse before saying, "Moaning like a common whore! She is a real treat mother!"
"Oh she is indeed Myrcella. Now, let us get her naked," Cersei murmured, rising to her feet and bringing Sansa with her, so the pair of them were standing up straight. Sansa's skirts fell down around Myrcella's hand as she refused to remove her finger from the girl's clutching asshole. Cersei worked quickly, untying the several strings and clasps that held her garments on. Within seconds, she watched them drop to the ground, revealing the stark's northern, creamy skin, shielded only by the matching blue silk bra and panties, which framed her sexy body so perfectly. The queen let her hands roam the young girl's body, her hands caressing each inch of exposed flesh, before landing on her bra. Swiftly unhooking the garment, she exposed the young girl's breasts and immediately latched her experienced hands onto them. There was something so beautifully innocent about the girl's budding yet sizable breasts and she loved the softness of the skin and the perky nipples that had hardened in the cold air. Myrcella, finally agreeing to slip her finger out of Sansa's asshole, wrapped her fingers around the girl's panties, dropping them from her hips down to the floor, leaving the girl standing naked, alongside the queen. Feeling somewhat left out, Myrcella undid the few strings on her golden dress and slid it to the ground, joining the two other women in nudity. She had taken to wearing simple clothing that could be removed swiftly, for obvious reasons…
"Well Sansa… you've felt the pleasures of one woman…" Cersei purred, pushing Sansa backwards onto the cushioned seat, with Myrcella to her left. Sliding snugly in beside Sansa on the other side, Cersei pressed her warm body against Sansa's and the three ladies sat there, their hot flesh pressed firmly against each other with Sansa at the centre. Biting her lip, Myrcella shared a look with Cersei as her hands roamed the sweet milky skin before them. Joining her daughter in fondling Sansa, Cersei smiled before saying, "No get ready to feel the holy pleasures of two…"
Sansa's breath caught in her throat as she felt the two girls either side of her snake their arms around her shoulders and pull themselves tighter together, their nipples mashing against the side of Sansa's creamy body. Their other hands roamed across her skin, caressing her nipples and briefly glancing across the young girls pussy, teasing her clit before gliding back up to her stomach, never letting her feel the true embrace of passion until they wanted her to feel it. Almost simultaneously, Cersei and Myrcella lowered her lips to Sansa's budding breasts latching onto her stiffening nipples and gently suckling on the young girls tits. The feeling of her nipples being played and teased with at the same time by two different women, rippled through Sansa's young body, causing her moan and her eyes to clamp shut in pleasure.
Wrapping her tongue around Sansa's nipple, Cersei lovingly teased the nub with her tongue, covering it with saliva and gently sucking on it, whilst Myrcella playfully nibbled at her nipple, biting and pulling on the sensitive tip, sending delicious pleasure across Sansa's body as she felt the two ladies paw at her flesh and even squeeze her breasts. Myrcella's arm had snaked beneath Sansa's body and was cupping her arse cheek, pulling and playing with the soft creamy flesh as she nibbled on Sansa's breast. Cersei's hand however had other plans, slowly sliding down the young girl's belly and resting just above her dripping slit, ready to toy with her sensitive clit.
Sansa's body suddenly writhed involuntarily as Cersei trailed her finger along Sansa's slit, rubbing circles across her clit. Moaning loudly, Sansa felt Cersei's fingers split, her thumb continuing to rub her sensitive nub, while her other fingers slid slowly down her slit, prying her folds apart before resting against the entrance to her wet hole. The royals continued to lick and play with her nipples, Myrcella's hand sliding further round the young girl's bum. Cersei however took a moment, continue to circle Sansa's clit, before pushing her fingers deep into the young girl's cunt. Convulsing as her pussy was filled to the brim with two of Cersei's experienced fingers, Sansa let out a loud pleasurable moan, her body shaking as her orgasm built up, almost to the peak.
Curling her fingers inside the young girl, Cersei searched for the illusive g-spot, before beginning to slowly slide her fingers in and out of her pussy, twisting and gyrating them as she did so trying to drill them deeper and deeper into the young girls cunt. Moaning around Sansa's nipple, Cersei drove her fingers deeper and deeper into Sansa's pussy, her thumb continuing to tease her clit and send delicious shockwaves of pleasure through her young pliable body. Furiously finger Sansa's pussy with vigour, Cersei felt her pussy tighten and spasm around her fingers, watching the young girl edge towards her pussy. All she needed was the added dose of pleasure to push her over the edge into a raging orgasm.
Myrcella, bit down on Sansa's nipple, sending a painful, yet pleasurable sensation throughout Sansa's body, causing her body to jerk upwards and her arse leave the seat. Taking the opportunity, Myrcella slide her hand further around Sansa's perfect arse and pressed her finger against the girl's flexing arsehole. As Sansa slid back downwards, she felt her hole stretch and Myrcella's finger slide deep inside, suddenly. Grunting and roaring pleasure, Sansa felt her body shake and squirm as her orgasm flooded over her. Grinding against both Myrcella's and Cersei's fingers, Sansa convulsed in delicious pleasure, her pussy erupting and squirting juices across the carriage floor. Squealing loud enough for the whole trail of horses to hear, Sansa rode out her orgasm using Cersei's fingers to drive her deeper.
"Oh… mother, you didn't tell me she was a squirter," Myrcella cooed lifting her lips from Sansa's slick saliva covered nipples and drawing her finger out of the young girls arse. Lifting her finger to her lips, she tasted Sansa's asshole before leaning over and kissing the young stark, savouring the delicious taste of the young girl, "And she is a good kisser…"
"Indeed… now girls… Come and pleasure your queen," Cersei smirked pulling her fingers from Sansa's pussy and giving her a moment to recuperate before bringing her back into the action. Rising to her feet, Cersei stood straight, her pussy glistening ever so slightly as she addressed the two younger women, both eager to pleasure her, "I have two delicious holes for you two… so… get to it."
"Oh of course mommy. Since our little Stark likes playing with her own ass, I think I'll let her tend to yours," Myrcella smirked, sliding down from the seat and kneeling in front of her mother, face to face with her dripping wet pussy. Wasting no time, Myrcella dove straight into her mother's pussy knowing exactly where Cersei liked the attention. Moaning into her mother's pussy, she slid a finger towards her own pussy, softly rubbing her own clit while running slow circles around Cersei's sending shivers of pleasure through the older woman's body. Moaning, Cersei did her best to hold her stance and not let her legs buckle beneath the unbelievable pleasure her daughter was able to provide.
Watching the scene unfold and the queen close her eyes, enveloped in the sweet pleasure Myrcella was providing, Sansa felt her pussy twinge. A carnal lust and desire to taste the queen set over her and she saw her opportunity, shielded away behind her plump queenly bum. Sliding down from the cum covered seat she was on, Sansa mirrored Myrcella and sat on her heels behind Cersei, face to face with the queen's delightfully soft and round arse. Nervously, but eagerly Sansa placed her two hands on each of Cersei's ass cheeks and pried them apart revealing her puckered hole, winking so convincingly at her. Suddenly having flashbacks of her and her sister with the Prince. Sansa had enjoyed somewhat licking the prince's hole and the whole scenario seemed somewhat familiar. Two ladies teaming up to pleasure one royal. Sansa would enjoy this thoroughly. It had been too long since she had licked and asshole.
"Go on my little dove. Lick my dirty arse," the queen coaxed turning ever so slightly to look the young girl in the face before closing her eyes and simply enjoying the tongue delving deeper into her pussy with each second, all the while continuing to please her sensitive tingling clitoris. Leaning forward, Sansa lay the flat of her tongue against the queen's asshole and covered it in a slick layer of saliva, her tongue darting back and forth across the tightened hole, tasting and relishing the queen's taste. It was far better than the prince's but both were still enjoyable. Letting go of the queen's arse cheeks, she let them fall back into place smothering her in the sweet flesh of the queen.
Extending her tongue, Sansa pressed the tip against the centre of the queen's puckered rose bud, wriggling it around searching for an entrance. Relaxing herself, Cersei allowed the Stark girl access inside her and felt the girl's wriggling tongue sink slowly inside her. Groaning in pleasure, she felt her daughter double her efforts and doing everything in her power to bring her mother to a sensuous orgasm. Loving the attention from both her little sluts, Cersei rested a hand on each of their heads, using them to guide their tongue towards her most sensitive areas. Myrcella's lips latched onto the queen's clit, her tongue playing and toying with the most sensitive nub, before snaking her fingers up towards her slit and slowly pushing three inside, knowing just how much her mother could take with ease. She thought she would slip her four, but decided to start of a little slower.
"Oh… fuck…" Cersei moaned loudly, her body experiencing pleasure she hadn't felt for a long while. It had been a while since she had two tongues exploring both her holes and the pleasure was enormous. Sansa's tongue slowly wriggled deeper inside and finally her lips settled around Cersei's asshole, her tongue lodged as far inside as it could go. Mumbling to herself incoherently as the two girls serviced her, Cersei raised her hands to her own breasts, pulling and twisting on her nipples as the two girls played with her. Sansa, moved her tongue around inside Cersei's ass, simply exploring, noticing just how loose her asshole was compared to Joffrey's. Although, it was to be expected.
Suddenly, Cersei's breath caught in her throat as Sansa traced her tongue over a sensitive area of her ass, almost causing her knees to buckle. Squealing in pleasure, she grabbed her daughter's head riding her face to her own pleasure, grinding her pussy roughly against the young princess. Her orgasm hit her like a train, causing both her pussy and ass to tighten, clamping down on Sansa's tongue and Myrcella's fingers keeping them trapped in her tight grasping holes. While her orgasm peaked, she let go of the two ladies and let them fall backwards as her orgasm subsided, "My, my ladies… you are both a treat… Don't think I've forgotten about you dear daughter…"
"Tell me little dove, do you know what this is?" Cersei smiled as she slumped down onto one of the seats, looking down at her two little sex toys on their knees before her. Reaching over to one of the small compartments, she retrieved a long phallic toy, attached to a leather bound and silk harness. The toy itself was smaller than the ones Cersei usually used, but served the same purpose.
"Yes, your majesty. I am familiar with those," Sansa said truthfully, her body consumed in lust and pleasure making her unable to be bothered lying to her queen. Her answer caused Cersei to smile devilishly as she loosened the straps and tossed the toy to Sansa.
"It's about time you learned how to use one," Cersei smiled, spreading her legs and extending a finger towards Mrycella beckoning her closer, "Come and finish mommy off again."
"Gladly," Myrcella purred in her normal slutty demeanour, leaving Sansa grasping the strapon in her hands. It was somewhat alien to her as she was usually on the receiving end of it, but she was more than happy to try out. Fumbling around with the straps and ties, she watched Myrcella on all fours massaging her mother's long and slender legs, caressing her thighs, her fingers gently rubbing the queen's pussy. It took moments for Myrcella to dive into her mother's cunt, burying her tongue as far up the older woman's pussy as she could, eat greedily away. Her chin was drenched in juices as she used her fingers to rub Cersei's clit and pull apart the queen's folds, allowing her to delve deeper into the woman's pussy. The queen tasted divine and Myrcella lapped up every juices, as she probed deeper and deeper.
Moaning loudly, Cersei guided Myrcella's head deeper inside her as she watched Sansa slowly slide the strapon over her hips. She couldn't help, but remark about how sexy the young girl looked sporting such a strange appendage. She would make a fine slut yet. As Sansa fixed the cock in place, she turned once more to the queen for guidance, who was consumed in her own world of ecstasy and her daughter licked each corner of her pussy like a dutiful whore, "My little dove… oh… yes, deeper Myrcella. Little dove, I do believe Myrcella could use some… some… oh by the gods… some pleasure. Remember! Lube it up before entering her ass… Myrcella likes it rough… but oh… not that rough!"
"Yeah… fuck my tight little arse!" Myrcella moaned loudly, pulling her face away from Cersei's pussy long enough to groan her instructions to Sansa before burying her face in Cersei's folds once more. Shuffling behind Myrcella's ass, Sansa tentatively stroked and pawed at the young girl's ass. Sansa was nervous and as she positioned herself behind Myrcella, she made sure she would be comfortable. Dribbling a mouthful of saliva over the eight inch cock, Sansa slowly jerked the length of her new found cock. She was a little confused as to what to do, but quickly found her footing. Pressing the tip of the toy against Myrcella's constricted arsehole, she prepared to slide it inside.
Pushing forward gently, Sansa watched in awe as Myrcella's asshole stretched and parted with ease and allowed her access. Slowly and with great ease, Myrcella felt her arsehole open and allow Sansa's cock access to her ass. The tapered cockhead slipped inside Myrcella's tight hole and settled at her entrance, causing the young girl to moan into Cersei's dripping wet pussy and driving her tongue deeper into her mother's pussy. Using her hands to pull Myrcella's ass cheeks apart, Sansa used what Ros had taught her all the way back in Winterfell to pleasure Myrcella. Pushing slowly inside Myrcella, Sansa slid her cock inch after inch into her clutching arsehole. Sansa, who was used to having trouble taking cock into her ass, was in awe at how easily Myrcella's arse accepted the strapon.
Within seconds, Sansa had her hips pressed firmly against Myrcella pert little ass. Holding there, she watched Myrcella pull away from Cersei's pussy and curse amidst a flurry of grunts and pleasurable groans. Smiling, Sansa saw Myrcella, reach her arms under her mother's legs and pull her forward slightly angling her pussy upwards a little and revealing the queen's arse. Cersei's juices had trickled down her arse crack leaving a shimmering trail down her cheeks towards her puckered arsehole, still slick from Sansa's loving admiration minutes before. Resting both her hands on Cersei's thighs, Myrcella pushed them into the air, so the queen's feet were almost touching her ears, spreading her holes open wider allowing for more delicious access. More of her juices trickled down her thighs, beading together at her arsehole, ready for Myrcella to lap up like the eager little slut she was.
Lowering her lips to her mother's ass, she traced her tongue along Cersei's puckered starfish, collecting all the pussy juices that had leaked down her skin and swallowing them greedily before teasing the slight gape her arse had. Sansa quivered in pleasure as she felt the added design features of Cersei's strapon get to work. The ribbed patch of leather grinding against her clit as she nestled her strapon cock into Myrcella's arse. The small dildo like nub that had wormed its way into her arse was adding to the pleasure of fucking Myrcella's asshole.
Drawing her hips backwards and pulling her cock slowly out of the depths of Myrcella's ass until only the tip rested inside her clutching divinely tight hole, Sansa let her hands paw at the young girl's golden royal ass. Easing her cock back into Myrcella ass with as quickly as she felt she could, Sansa began to slowly fuck her ass, moaning alongside the young princess. The sounds of wet slaps filled the room, alongside loud grunts and moans and the wet sounds of Myrcella's tongue against her own mother's asshole. Sansa slowly began to build up a rhythm speeding up her thrusts and slowly beginning to pound into Myrcella, forcing her face into Cersei.
Extending her tongue, Myrcella pressed the tip against the gape that Cersei had, Myrcella felt Sansa pound into her, sending her body lurching forward and her tongue deep into her mother's arsehole, forcefully exploring her mother's asshole as she had done so many times before. Groaning loudly as her daughter entered her asshole, Cersei couldn't help but feel excited. The two girls were fucking each other before her while her daughter shoved her tongue deep into her asshole. Cersei could feel her orgasm nearing again, her sensitive body needing even less to tip her over the edge.
Myrcella was similar. The constant building pleasure of her masturbating while pleasing the other two women was too much and her pussy craved satisfaction. The cock lodged deep inside her asshole was sending ripples of pleasure throughout her body and she was nearing her orgasm. Slamming her hips forward, Sansa unwittingly set in motion a chain of orgasms. She felt her cock get trapped by Myrcella's clutching, tightening asshole as he orgasm rushed over her. Unable to control herself, she pulled her tongue out of her mother's asshole and screamed loudly in constant pleasure as she erupted. Seeing her daughter squealing in pleasure, was too much for Cersei and as she furiously rubbed her pussy, she felt her pussy spasm and for the first time in a long time, her juices squirted across the carriage, spraying Myrcella with her juices. Their orgasms lasted several seconds and they both, slowly began to catch their breath, slumping against each other, Sansa joining them, all three women… breathless.
Recuperating together, they fell into each other's sweaty arms and lay in silence, content. For now. I Westeros, privacy is a fickle thing and in their haste to fuck, they forgot the window covering, meaning a couple men saw they lustful embraces, each one unaware the other men saw what they saw. Three men, who all caught glimpses of the action before having to find somewhere to relieve themselves. Robert Baratheon enjoyed the pleasure of watching his wife and daughter please the young stark girl before having to find some bushes to jerk off in. Eddard Stark, saw the queen having her two hole please by his daughter and his lover. He too was off quickly to find some place to cum, his thoughts strangely focussed on the creamy white redheaded lady that was his daughter. And finally, Bran Stark. If there is sex to be seen, he is seeing it. He caught his sister sporting the strapon a thought that aroused him, purely because of Cersei's obsession with the tool. The whole scene of the three women was too hot for even Bran and he had to seek someplace to relieve himself as well. Who knows what these three men will do…
