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The Dread Lord of Essos

Chapter 45

Sansa Stark let out a cute yelp as her body was dropped onto King Harold's bed. 'King Harold,' she thought with great excitement. Just the thought of being in a King's bed … Well, she nearly came on the spot. Thinking that he would simply lie between her legs and fuck her, she wasn't prepared for when he pushed her thighs apart and lowered his face between her legs. She felt his breath wash over her burning hot pussy. She was about to gasp loudly, but not wanting to act like a fool, she clapped her hand over her mouth and remained quiet. When he gave her slit a soft lick, staying quiet became a lot harder. When he kissed her hard, swollen clit, it was nearly impossible.

His mouth moved up, and he placed kisses all over her smooth mound as his hands caressed her slim belly. Unable to stay quiet any longer, Sansa gasped quietly as his fingertips tickled her ribs. Arching her back, she thrust her lovely breasts into the air while accidentally rubbing her pussy across his lips. She was punished by having her thighs pinned open while he viciously sucked on her clit. Sansa cried out and grabbed her breasts. There was a slight amount of pain as he sucked on her, but the pleasure far outweighed it. Harold's hands climbed higher until he had two handfuls of her perky tits. Sansa felt his thumbs flicking back and forth over the hard, little nubs, drawing pleasured gasps from her sweet, pink lips. By that point, her hips were thrusting, and she was fucking his mouth with her hard clit.

He suddenly let go of her clit with a wet pop, and he forced her legs closed before lifting them up. Not knowing what to expect, she squealed when she felt his tongue tracing the rim of her asshole. Her eyes fluttered while pathetic whimpers escaped from her lips. Again, he licked the length of her damp slit before he started laying kisses all over the backs of her thighs.

"My Lord … Please," she begged him. Her pussy felt as though it were on fire. She needed relief. She needed him inside of her. It seemed that he quickly took her up on her offer. Her legs were released, and they started sliding down each side of his body. They were stopped by the crooks of his elbows. He then leaned forward and kissed her deeply. Sansa moaned into his mouth as her body was folded in half. As she kissed him harder, she felt the head of his giant cock brushing against her slit. When it was just in the right spot, he slammed his hips forward, claiming her body in a single go. Sansa squealed into his mouth as her insides stretched to accept his massive girth. Thankfully, he gave her time to adjust to his size. However, it wasn't long before her lower half was squirming, a clear sign that she was ready to go. He answered her by pulling his hips back and slowly pushing them forward. Sansa broke the kiss and turned her head to the side. She cried out with a whorish moan as every inch of her tunnel was stimulated by his fat cock. The head mashed against her G-spot, making her toes curl before finally hitting the wall of her cervix.

Harry sucked on her neck while his hips picked up the tempo. He could feel her silky walls squeezing his shaft and fluttering around him with every thrust. Sansa was cooing and mewling fiercely as he repeatedly hit her G-spot. As he did, the wet sounds of their fucking became even lewder and louder. 'Just like her mother,' Harry thought to himself. He was suddenly filled with pride when he realized that this was the second mother-daughter combo that he had taken to bed. 'Perhaps I should claim Myrcella and make it three,' he naughtily thought as he hit Sansa's special spot again. Her body bucked, and she squeaked loudly. The smell of her wet pussy was growing stronger, and he certainly didn't mind. In his mind, the day wasn't complete unless his room smelled of a beautiful woman's arousal.

Sansa's insides were becoming insanely tight, as though her body was tempting him to release inside of her. Little did he know that Sansa was practically praying for such an occurrence. She wanted him to seed her. Switching things up, he flipped her so that her ass was up in the air. Harry's eyes focused on her swollen pussy. Her plump, hairless lips were fat with arousal and pinker than normal. Her inner lips were peaking out slightly as her hole, which had just been gaped by his fat cock, was just starting to tighten back up. Harry let his hands caress her smooth, shapely ass. He gave her cheeks a squeeze and found them to be quite fleshy. He gave her ass a slap and watched as her cheeks jiggled from the contact. Her pussy was slick with wetness. In fact, she was so wet that her juices were rolling down her lips and pooling on her mound before dripping off onto his bedsheets. He teased her by forming a small O with his lips and blowing cool air all over her scalding pussy. Sansa gasped, and her ass clenched. He could see her puckered hole flexing every time he toyed with her sensitive pussy and clit. Sansa whined and rubbed the underside of his shaft with her bare feet. The girl was desperate for a good, hard fucking, and Harry was going to give it to her.

He slapped his cock against her opening before stuffing the head into her. Holding her by the waist, he easily slipped between her folds and filled her back up. By then, she was already properly stretched, so he immediately began pounding her ass harder and harder. The clapping of her cheeks was a wonderful sound, Harry concluded as his hands explored her wide hips. He gave her hips a squeeze, and his cock throbbed at their thickness. 'These are good child-bearing hips,' he thought as the clapping of her ass was drowned by her pleasured moans. Reaching between her legs, he started to massage her clit. Harry was rewarded by her pussy squeezing him tightly. Her moans turned into high-pitched squeals, and he could feel her body beginning to shake. Harry couldn't stop himself from moaning as her pussy began milking the cum straight from his balls. He palmed her cheeks and spread them apart. He could see her asshole winking at him as he fired his first shot. Throwing his head back, he groaned happily as he filled her with his seed.

Sansa's eyes were twitching as she felt him begin to cum. Her insides became warm, and she was filled with excitement. She desperately hoped that she would end up with child. How great would that be, she asked herself. To end up the mother of his child would be like a dream come true. He would have to marry her, she would live here forever as a Queen, and then she would rule all of … Sansa cut her thoughts off right there. There was no need to go overboard just yet. Her pussy was still fluttering and milking his cock as her upper half collapsed onto the bed. Harry didn't stop fucking her until she was overflowing with his cum.

The Dread Lord of Essos

The following morning, Harry woke up and stretched. As he opened his eyes, he saw that Sansa wasn't there. Focusing, he heard her in the bathroom splashing around in his large tub. He noticed that he had slept longer than he normally did. It wasn't surprising since he had been going nonstop for weeks without any breaks for rest. He turned his head as his bedroom door slowly and quietly opened. Catelyn Stark's head eased through the opening, and she smiled when she saw him awake. She slipped in and quietly closed the door behind her. She was wearing one of the very thin, silk robes that were fashionable in his city. Practically every woman wore them before breakfast. Catelyn's robe, however, wasn't tied properly, and the upper half was falling open. Because of this, he caught an eyeful of her tits as she crawled on his bed.

"Good morning, Your Grace," she purred sexily, pulling his blanket down and exposing his nude body. Before he could say anything, she was already kissing his thighs and hips. "I hope you slept well," she said, grabbing his hard cock and kissing his sack.

Harry closed his eyes and ran his fingers through her long tresses. "I slept wonderfully," he answered, inwardly smirking when he thought about Sansa only a door away.

"I'm glad to hear it," she told him, her tongue wiggling against his sack before she licked him from the base of his cock, all the way to the tip. When she reached the tip, she placed her lips to it and swirled her tongue around. Harry fought off the urge to thrust his hips upward. "I have just received a letter, Your Grace," she said, kissing the tip of his cock. Her hand then began to lazily stroke him up and down, making sure to keep him as hard as a rock.

"Oh?" Harry groaned. "From who?" he asked as she placed kisses all along his lower belly.

"Winterfell," she answered. "Winter has arrived, and it is a particularly brutal one. There has already been at least one heavy blizzard, and food will surely run low soon. I was hoping that you did not forget our alliance," she looked him in the eyes as she rubbed the head of his cock against her lips.

"I have not forgotten," Harry told her. "I can have ships arriving there in a few days … if I was so inclined," he said, smiling. Without verbally answering, Catelyn shrugged off her silk robe, exposing her nude body, and opened her mouth, taking him down her throat. She nearly gagged as he hit the back of her throat before going even further. She pulled her head back until only the head was in her mouth. She then went back down and made a "GURK" sound as her nose touched his finely-trimmed pubic hair. She was on her third bob of the head when the bathroom door opened. Sansa Stark came out completely nude while rubbing a snowy white towel against her long, damp hair. Her naked body was still damp, and it was glistening in the morning light that was pouring through the windows. She sputtered when she saw what was going on.

Sansa turned to look at him with wide eyes before turning back to her mother. Cately didn't seem to know that Sansa had entered the room. "MOTHER!" she screeched, the damp towel dropping from her hand. Catelyn pulled off of his cock, a string of saliva connecting her lips with the tip of Harry's penis.

Catelyn was a bit shocked to see Sansa in such a state, especially in King Harold's room. Of course, she had been pushing her daughter to bed the man, but she had no idea that she had been so close to accomplishing the task. She was suddenly filled with motherly pride as she saw her daughter standing beside the King's bed.

"Now, now, Sansa. There's no need to be angry," Harold suddenly joined in. "Catelyn was just finalizing a treaty between our two kingdoms … Isn't that right, love?" he asked the older woman, tickling her under the chin. Catelyn's eyes fluttered, and her pussy clenched tightly. Without thinking, she silently nodded.

"Yes, but …" Sansa began.

"Winter is upon the North, and the people will soon be without meat, blankets, warm clothes, fresh vegetables … I plan to provide them all at a steep discount," Harry said, stroking Catelyn's cheek. His other hand found the back of Sansa's leg, and he started erotically stroking the back of her knee. He felt Sansa tremble under his touch. "Of course, I intend to keep you both here in my city as a way to strengthen the bond between our kingdoms."

Sansa's face began to heat up. Obviously, she wished to stay here. She was even hoping to convince him to take her around the southern parts of the world where the winter was less harsh. She always wanted to travel and visit far-off places … as long as she could travel in style that is. Harold's private ship was the definition of luxury, and it could travel much faster than other ships. His fingers slid up the back of her leg until they were softly caressing the bottom of her shapely ass. This caused her brain to momentarily fog, and she forgot what she was thinking about. Seeing her mother lovingly nuzzling the underside of Harold's beautiful cock with her nose and lips made her remember. 'Oh, yes … the trip,' she thought.

She wanted to visit Meereen and Yi Ti. She wanted to walk the white beaches of the Summer Isles and stare at the ruins of old Valyria. She wanted to see Great Moraq, Leng, and even Asshai. Maybe she could even convince him to sail by the coast of Ulthos, the most mysterious continent on Planetos. Harold would even take her to see Sothoryos where they would make love on the beach. It would be perfect … If she could convince him to take her, of course. There was no guarantee that would happen. He was quite busy and not only that, but there were other women competing for his attention and affection. Her mother had made that very clear. "The Tyrell whores have no intention of leaving him. Alerie makes eyes at him every time he's near. It's absolutely disgraceful," her mother had raved. "She's a married woman after all!"

Up until recently, her mother was married as well. Seeing her laying kisses around his cock was like a punch in the gut. In Sansa's opinion, her mother had a lot of nerve talking bad about Alerie when she wasn't all that much better. It was all very disgraceful. Her father hadn't been dead all that long, and here she was, naked in another man's bed. Sansa took a deep breath and calmed herself. She remembered what her mother had taught her as soon as her body began blooming.

"Always remember that women are at a distinct disadvantage. The only thing that we have working in our favor is our beauty and our charm. One day you will be married, and you must use both to get what you want. Should your husband die, whether of disease or in battle, you must not sit and mourn for long. Unwed and Noble is a very dangerous situation to be in. Should you not assert yourself, someone will surely come along and attempt to use you for their own gain. Be smart, Sansa. Use the tools you were born with to your advantage," her mother had said. Sansa knew her words to be true. As much as she didn't like it, Sansa watched as her mother followed her own advice. She was attempting to earn a place for herself here in the city while also securing an alliance that was vital for the North's survival. Sansa found it difficult to be angry at that. After all, wasn't she doing the same thing? Sansa placed her knee on the bed and climbed on, laying next to her King. She placed her hand on his bare chest and scooted so close that her nude body was pressed against his. Her mother caught her gaze momentarily before taking him back into her mouth.

Sansa watched her mother work his cock with her mouth. As much as she hated to admit it, her mother appeared to be more talented with her mouth than she was. This annoyed her quite a bit. When her mother moaned from sucking his cock, Sansa scowled. It was even worse when Harold moaned. Sansa wanted to be the one to make him feel good. How was she going to get him to marry her when he already had women like her mother there to suck him off at every opportunity? The only option was to make sure he knew that she was there to be used as well. She started rubbing his muscular chest with her palm while sucking sounds filled the room. Harold was gently scratching her mother's scalp while she sucked him, making her purr in the process. Sansa had never wanted to slap her more than she did at that moment. Instead, she leaned in and began laying kisses across his jaw. When she felt him lean into her touch, she turned his head and kissed him on the lips. Opening her mouth, Sansa deepened the kiss while her hand moved down his toned stomach.

Harry was very happy to see that Sansa was coming around to his way of thinking. As she snuggled in closer, Harry slid his hand down her naked back and over her ass. His fingers easily found their way down the crack of her ass until they brushed over her asshole. Sansa gasped into his mouth as her body bucked. Deciding to stay there for a bit of naughty fun, Harry leaned in and used his free hand to cup her naked pussy. Sansa opened her legs for him, exposing herself to the room. He ran his fingers up and down her slit, enjoying how slick and warm her lips were. He moved his fingers up to her clit and began to rub circles around the hard nub.

This time it was Sansa who moaned. Her legs were opened wide, and her aroused scent mixed with the scent of her mother's wet pussy. The sensation of having both of her holes stimulated at the same time was strange at first, but she quickly grew to tolerate it, and then actually enjoy it. Feeling the tip of his finger toying with her back entrance, threatening to enter her was scary as well as arousing. Feeling him play with her clit was another story altogether. As far as she was concerned, he could play with her clit all day every day. She adored the sensation, and her only wish was that he was sucking on it rather than rubbing it. Just then, his fingers moved back down and entered her. Sansa broke the kiss and cried out with a soft squeal. Her walls were already squeezing his invading fingers. As he curled his fingers and played with her most secret spot, Sansa bowed her back, thrusting her chest out. Her lover happily leaned down and captured her hard nipple between his lips.

Catelyn looked up and saw her daughter having an orgasm. It was strange for the pair to be in such erotic positions with the same man at the same time. Nonetheless, Catelyn kept sucking him off with as much passion as she could muster. The survival of the North may very well rest in Harold's palms. If he wanted both of them in bed together, then she would go along with it. It appeared that her daughter felt the same way. There was also the fact that her body was betraying her. She doubted that she could walk away even if she wanted. Her pussy was needy, and she could barely stop herself from jumping on his cock right there in front of Sansa. Sucking hard on his head, she used one hand to furiously jerk his shaft up and down while her other hand fondled his enormous sack. Then, out of nowhere, she heard Sansa cry out. She looked up just in time for her daughter's pussy to squirt in her direction. Catelyn flinched as her ejaculation hit her right in the face. More squirted out and sprayed the tops of her dangling tits while even more fell on her back. As her tongue massaged the underside of his head, Catelyn heard him moan deeply while his body stiffened. She immediately knew what was coming. Acting on its own, her body was suddenly hovering over his long, thick erection. She slammed down on it just in time to take the entire load of cum spurting from the tip. Up and down her body moved, pumping the cum from his balls. She wasn't sure how long he came for, and she didn't care. Her body was in control now. Her ass bounced up and down as she fucked her King right in front of her daughter. There was no embarrassment, shame, or remorse. She threw her head back and screamed to the heavens as she violently came all over his cock. Once she had, she collapsed forward and lay on top of him. She blocked Sansa's annoyed voice from her ears as she wrapped her arms around Harold's neck and kissed passionately.

Harry smirked as Catelyn began kissing his chest while Sansa, with a determined look, scooted down to his cock and began sucking him off. The thought of her licking her mother's cum from his cock had him hard within seconds. He decided to take the morning off and just enjoy the benefits of being a King.