Arthur Pendragon, now the reigning king of Far Far Away, finds himself burdened with the weight of his responsibilities and the daunting task of finding a queen to stand by his side. As he gazes out from the balcony of his room, his expression reflects a deep sadness that tugs at his heart.
The moonlight casts a melancholic glow on Arthur's face as he surveys the kingdom he now rules. The once vibrant and lively streets of Far Far Away seem to be a constant reminder of his own solitude. Despite his noble position, Arthur's yearning for companionship and true love remains unfulfilled.
In this moment of reflection, Arthur's thoughts drift towards Guinevere, a woman he had admired from afar. But his hopes are shattered as he acknowledges that Guinevere's heart belongs to Lancelot, the person who had caused him so much pain and torment in the past. The sting of their relationship serves as a bitter reminder of Arthur's own personal struggles.
As he stands on the balcony, a mixture of longing and resignation fills Arthur's heart. He understands that finding genuine love is a challenge, especially when the weight of his kingly duties looms large. The responsibility to choose a suitable queen who can share his vision for Far Far Away adds to his desolation. He vowed to himself that he would not settle for a loveless union or marry for political convenience. True love was what he sought—a partner who would stand beside him, support him, and bring joy to his life.
"So much for being a king"
As Arthur turns around, his expression shifts from sadness to surprise as he sees Queen Lillian standing there. Her presence catches him off guard, but he quickly gathers himself, attempting to hide the depth of his emotions. Queen Lillian, perceptive as she is, notices his downcast demeanor and senses that something is amiss.
"O-Oh! Hey there, didn't see you hehe" Arthur said, seeing his aunt.
Queen Lillian was the widow and current queen of Far Far Away who possessed a figure that was extra curvaceous and an ample figure that exuded both elegance and confidence, who still captured the attention of those around her.
With every movement, Queen Lillian's voluptuousness confiscated her child's birthing hips and well-endowed breasts that swayed and jiggled with each step, creating a captivating aura whenever she entered a room.
Arthur gulped down, trying not to stare at her too much, because even though they were family, he was still a hot-blooded man and she was a super thick mature woman.
"You can say I have silent footsteps dear, but why are you still awake? I heard noises so I wanted to check on you"
"I'm just…thinking is all"
Concern etches across her face as she steps closer to Arthur, her graceful and regal presence juxtaposing his somber state. She reaches out a hand, gently placing it on his arm, a silent gesture of support and understanding. Arthur's eyes meet hers, and for a moment, he feels a flicker of hope and solace in her presence.
With genuine concern in her voice, Queen Lillian softly asks, "Arthur, my dear, what weighs so heavily on your heart this night? I can see a burden upon you, and I wish to help if you'll let me."
Arthur is taken aback by her perceptiveness and her genuine care for him. He hesitates for a moment, contemplating whether to confide in her or maintain his guarded facade. However, the longing for a confidant and the sincerity in Queen Lillian's eyes prompt him to open up.
Sighing deeply, Arthur speaks, his voice tinged with vulnerability, "Being king is not what I imagined. The weight of responsibility bears down on me, and the search for a queen seems an insurmountable task. I yearn for love, for companionship, but the one I liked is now out of reach"
Lillian then frowns "Let me guess, the girl you wanted was mean to you but the moment she realized you were a king she wanted you back?"
"N-Not really, I was gonna tell her but I saw that she was dating my former bully so I just…went back," He said in shame.
"Jokes on her now dear, she missed out big time," Lillian said with a smile "What you need is someone who loves you for who you really are"
Arthur's eyes meet Queen Lillian's, grateful for her understanding and words of encouragement. A glimmer of hope begins to rekindle within him as he contemplates her advice.
"Thank you, Aunt Lillian, for reminding me of what truly matters"
Queen Lillian smiles warmly, her eyes filled with compassion. "My dear Arthur, it is my duty as your aunt and queen to support you in any way I can. I've witnessed the weight you carry on your shoulders, but remember that you are not alone in this journey. Some genuinely care for you and wish to see you happy."
Arthur nods, a sense of relief washing over him. He realizes that he has been so consumed by his own worries that he overlooked the support system he already had in place. Queen Lillian's presence and words of wisdom offer him a renewed perspective.
"Love will find its way to you, Arthur," Queen Lillian continues. "Sometimes, it comes when we least expect it, from someone we never considered. Keep your heart open and trust that destiny has a plan for you."
Taking a deep breath, Arthur straightens his posture and looks out into the kingdom once more. The streets that once symbolized his solitude now hold the promise of hope and possibility. He is determined to fulfill his responsibilities as king and hold out for the true love he seeks.
"Thank you, Aunt Lillian, for being there for me. Your words have given me strength"
Queen Lillian then gives him a heartfelt hug, which took him by surprise as he could feel her large breasts pressing against his chest, feeling a warm embrace and comforting presence enveloping him.
'Ooohh dear…why are your tits so big ?' He thought, trying to hold on to a moan.
"You are a remarkable king, Arthur, and I have no doubt that you will find the love and happiness you deserve. Remember, the greatest love stories are often the ones that endure trials and tribulations. Keep the faith, my dear nephew, and never lose sight of what truly matters"
"W-Will do"
The queen looked at him happy to see that he was already feeling better, then proceeded to leave and Arthur watched her go, being able to see her round and perfectly shaped ass cheeks on her fancy dress. Arthur, feeling a mixture of desire and anticipation, finds himself unconsciously biting his lower lip.
'I'm not sure I can find anyone as good as you though' Arthur thought, with a newfound desire brewing inside him
*A few weeks later…*
The day arrived, and the warm rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains of Arthur's room, gently nudging him awake. Stretching his limbs, Arthur slowly emerged from his slumber, feeling the residual traces of drowsiness clinging to him. As he blinked away the sleep from his eyes, he found himself lazily getting up, the soft fabric of his pajamas caressing his skin.
Yawning softly, Arthur ambled toward his dresser, where he began preparing for the day ahead. He reached for a fresh set of clothes, opting for a comfortable ensemble that would suit his activities. Arthur slipped into a simple tunic and trousers, choosing practicality over formality.
His tousled hair hinted at his recent encounter with sleep, but with a few quick brushes of his hand, he managed to tame the unruly locks into a somewhat presentable state. A mirror reflected his reflection back at him, and he couldn't help but offer a faint smile, anticipating the adventures and challenges that lay ahead.
Leaving his room, Arthur made his way downstairs, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the halls. The castle walls seemed to embrace him as he strolled through its corridors, imbuing him with a sense of familiarity and belonging. The aroma of a freshly prepared breakfast wafted through the air, enticing his senses and invigorating his appetite.
As Arthur entered the dining hall, he was greeted by the sight of Queen Lillian, radiant and poised at the head of the table. Her warm smile conveyed her genuine affection for Arthur, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude and admiration for the woman who had become like a mother to him….yet
'She is looking so beautiful today
Arthur's dreams had been haunted by the image of a mysterious curvaceous woman, her presence tantalizing and elusive. Night after night, she appeared, swaying gracefully in the recesses of his subconscious, her identity shrouded in mystery. The allure she held over him was undeniable, and Arthur found himself inexplicably drawn to her.
In his dreams, Arthur would pursue her through ethereal landscapes, his footsteps echoing against the backdrop of swirling mists and starlit skies. Her figure danced just beyond his reach, teasing him with her every movement. He chased after her, driven by a mixture of desire and curiosity, desperate to uncover the truth behind her enigmatic allure.
As his dreams continued, Arthur's obsession grew, and he became consumed by the need to uncover the identity of this beguiling woman. One fateful night, within the depths of his dream, Arthur's pursuit led him to a moonlit clearing, bathed in an ethereal glow. There, standing before him, was the woman he had been chasing a vision of elegance and grace. As their eyes met, a profound recognition washed over Arthur's being.
It was Queen Lillian.
At that moment, the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. The mysterious woman who had captured his dreams was none other than the motherly figure who had shown him kindness and acceptance in the waking world. Arthur's heart swelled with a mix of emotions, relief, wonder, shame but also love.
"Did you sleep well?" She asked him with a smile.
"Oh yeah sure did, just uhm…overslept a little," Arthur said, feeling a bit nervous.
"That's quite alright, Arthur, we all need a little extra rest from time to time. The day is still young, and there's plenty of time to make the most of it."
"You always worry so much about me, what about you?" Arthur asked, his concern mirrored in his eyes as he observed Queen Lillian.
For a fleeting moment, a look of loneliness flashed across Queen Lillian's face, a wistful expression that betrayed the depths of her emotions. But just as quickly as it appeared, she masked it behind a practiced smile, her regal composure returning.
"Oh, Arthur, don't you worry about me," she replied, her voice gentle yet guarded. "I'm here to support and care for you and your friends. Seeing you happy is all that matters."
Arthur couldn't shake the memory of that one day when he had caught Queen Lillian gazing at an old photograph of her late husband, King Harold. At that moment, he had sensed a profound longing, a yearning for companionship that went beyond the role of a mother and ruler.
Her words of reassurance seemed hollow against the backdrop of that memory. He understood that she put on a brave face, shielding her true emotions for the sake of others. But Arthur, attuned to her subtle cues, knew there was more beneath the surface.
With a mixture of empathy and determination, Arthur reached out and gently touched Queen Lillian's hand. "You don't have to carry the weight alone, Your Majesty," he said softly.
As Arthur expressed his understanding and support, Queen Lillian's eyes softened with gratitude. She appreciated his perceptive nature and his willingness to offer solace in return. A brief moment of vulnerability had passed between them, strengthening their bond.
"Thank you, Arthur," she said sincerely, her voice carrying a mixture of relief and appreciation. "Your empathy means the world to me. Having you by my side is a gift I cherish."
However, ever the caring and inquisitive figure, Queen Lillian shifted the conversation, turning her attention towards Arthur's own romantic prospects. A curious smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she asked, "And what about you, my dear Arthur? Have you found someone to be your queen?"
Arthur's face flushed slightly, a mixture of excitement and uncertainty coloring his expression. He pondered her question for a moment, considering the person who had captured his heart. With a touch of hesitancy, he replied, "Well, Your Majesty, there is someone... someone I have in mind."
The identity of the person remained unspoken, hanging in the air between them. Arthur's thoughts turned to that special someone who had sparked a flame within him, but doubts lingered about whether his feelings would be reciprocated. He wondered if the person he longed for could ever see him in the same light.
"I'm not sure if they feel the same way about me," Arthur continued, his voice carrying a note of vulnerability.
Queen Lillian nodded, her gaze filled with understanding. "Love can be a complicated journey, Arthur," she said, her tone gentle yet encouraging. "Follow your heart, and remember that sometimes taking a chance on love is the only way to discover true happiness."
Arthur's request took Queen Lillian by surprise, but a warm smile formed on her lips as she listened to him. She recognized his vulnerability and the trust he placed in her guidance.
"Of course, Arthur," she replied, her voice filled with kindness. "I would be more than happy to help you navigate the realm of courtship. Love can be a wonderful and sometimes complex journey, and having someone to provide guidance can make all the difference."
Queen Lillian gestured for Arthur to join her at a cozy seating area nearby. Taking a seat, she regarded him with a supportive gaze. "Now, tell me more about this one that captured your heart?" she inquired, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Arthur took a moment to gather his thoughts, then nodded. "She's kind, smart, and has a spirit that lights up any room she enters. I admire her deeply, but I'm not sure how to approach her or express my feelings."
Queen Lillian nodded understandingly. "It's natural to feel uncertain, Arthur. The first step is to establish a foundation of friendship and open communication. Spend time together, engage in activities you both enjoy, and get to know her on a deeper level."
She leaned forward slightly, her voice gentle and encouraging. "When you feel the time is right, consider expressing your admiration for her. Be genuine and sincere, speaking from your heart. And remember, it's important to respect her feelings and give her space to process her own emotions."
"Hmmm…You might be onto something"
Arthur took a deep breath, gathering his courage as he looked at Queen Lillian. With a hint of nervousness in his voice, he made his request, "Queen Lillian, would you be willing to go on a pretend date with me? It would be a chance for me to practice and observe so that I can learn how to handle myself when the real opportunity arises."
Queen Lillian's eyes widened slightly, surprised by the unexpected nature of Arthur's proposition. Yet, her caring nature and desire to support him won over any initial hesitation. She nodded, a kind smile playing on her lips. "Of course, Arthur. I would be honored to help you in that way. Consider it a friendly outing, an opportunity for us to bond and share some lighthearted moments."
'Awesome!" He thought.
With a mixture of relief and gratitude, Arthur returned her smile. The weight of his request lifted from his shoulders as he realized Queen Lillian's willingness to 'assist him' as the pretend date was an excuse to actually go on a date with her.
They set a date and time for their "practice" outing, deciding on a charming spot within the castle grounds where they could relax and enjoy each other's company. Arthur's excitement mingled with a touch of nervous anticipation as the appointed day drew near.
On the day of their pretend date, Arthur made an effort to dress his best, wanting to make a good impression. Queen Lillian arrived, radiating grace and warmth, her presence immediately putting him at ease. They embarked on a leisurely stroll through the castle gardens, engaging in light conversation, and sharing laughter along the way.
As they walked and talked, Arthur observed Queen Lillian's easygoing nature and her ability to make those around her feel comfortable. He took mental notes, learning from her subtle gestures and genuine interest in others.
Throughout their time together, Arthur practiced elements of a romantic outing—holding doors open, engaging in attentive conversation, and expressing genuine interest in Queen Lillian's thoughts and experiences. He learned the art of active listening and the importance of creating a comfortable and enjoyable atmosphere.
By the end of their outing, Arthur felt a sense of joy at Queen Lillian's presence. He expressed his heartfelt thanks to her, acknowledging the positive impact she had on him, as they then said their goodbyes the guy was left to himself…thinking but then he had a sudden realization that struck him like a bolt of lightning. The more he spent time with her, the more he had come to appreciate her wisdom, kindness, and unwavering support. In his heart, he had discovered a love that extended beyond friendship.
'What am I doing? I can't just be ok with this much, the date was amazing, I want her to be with me, I need her by my side, no more time for fear Arthur'
Filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation, Arthur's footsteps quickened as he hurriedly made his way back to the castle. Thoughts raced through his mind, contemplating how he would express his feelings to Queen Lillian. He knew that their bond was precious, and he didn't want to jeopardize it with a hastily spoken confession.
Finally reaching the castle's grand halls, Arthur sought out Queen Lillian, his heart pounding in his chest. As he approached her, he couldn't help but notice her radiant smile, her regal grace shining through.
"Oh! Arthur, is something the matter?" She asked, turning around as her breasts jiggled slightly.
Taking a deep breath, Arthur's voice trembled slightly as he spoke, "Queen Lillian, there's something I need to tell you. Throughout our time together, I've come to realize that there… aren't really that many girls or women that I love, but the one I was interested in after all this time, the person I've grown to love was you all along"
His confession hung in the air, their eyes locked in a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. Arthur's vulnerability was laid bare before Queen Lillian. Queen Lillian's initial reaction was one of sheer astonishment. Her eyes widened, and her hand instinctively rose to cover her mouth in surprise. The unexpected confession had caught her off guard, leaving her momentarily speechless.
"Arthur, is this some kind of joke?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of disbelief and embarrassment. Her mind raced, trying to comprehend the depth of his feelings and reconcile them with the boundaries that had been established between them.
"No, Your Majesty, it's not a joke," Arthur replied earnestly, his voice tinged with a touch of nervousness. "I've spent so much time with you, and the more I got to know you, the more my feelings grew. Your wisdom, kindness, and unwavering support have touched my heart in a way I never expected."
Queen Lillian's initial reaction to Arthur's confession was tinged with a sense of self-doubt and concern. She had always seen herself as a motherly figure to Arthur, and the idea of him having romantic feelings for her seemed to challenge the boundaries they had established.
Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, a mix of vulnerability and caution evident in her words. "Arthur, I appreciate your kind words, but you deserve someone younger, someone, who can offer you a future filled with vitality and youth. I am... old, and the responsibilities of the kingdom weigh heavily upon me."
Arthur looked at her with sincerity, his eyes filled with unwavering determination. "Queen Lillian, age has no bearing on beauty, and you, above all, are incredibly beautiful. Your grace, your compassion, and your strength radiate from within, making you a beacon of light in my life. I cannot imagine anyone more perfect for me than you."
As his words hung in the air, Queen Lillian found herself at a loss for a response. The intensity of Arthur's feelings and his unwavering conviction left her feeling both flattered and conflicted. Her heart wrestled with the weight of responsibility, the expectations of the kingdom, and the desire to protect Arthur from any potential harm.
"Besides, your daughter told me you headbutted a concrete wall once, if that is not vitality I don't know what it is" He chuckled.
A soft smile tugged at the corners of Queen Lillian's lips, her surprise momentarily replaced by amusement.
"Well, I suppose that could be seen as a display of vitality," she chuckled, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of fondness and contemplation. "But Arthur, there are many factors to consider in a relationship. Age is just one aspect, and some complexities come with the responsibilities I bear as queen."
Arthur's gaze remained steady, his expression a mix of understanding and determination. "I understand, Queen Lillian. I know that our positions present challenges, but love knows no boundaries. If you're willing to explore the possibility, I believe we can navigate those complexities together. I'm willing to face whatever challenges may come if it means having you by my side."
Silence enveloped them for a moment as Queen Lillian absorbed Arthur's words. Her heart swayed between the love she felt for him and the weight of her responsibilities.
"Are you sure you want me?" She asked him.
Arthur looked at her amazing bombshell of a body and her amazing personality "More than I want to punch Lancelot in the face, which is a lot!"
As Arthur and Queen Lillian stood there, their hearts entwined in a delicate dance of emotions, a shared moment of tenderness and longing enveloped them. Their eyes met, conveying unspoken desires and a deep connection that had blossomed between them.
With a gentle, almost hesitant movement, Arthur leaned forward, closing the distance between them. Their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss a sweet and fleeting union that carried the weight of unspoken words and hidden affection, Lillian allowing herself to be embraced.
Time seemed to stand still as they shared that gentle embrace, their hearts beating in harmony. It was a delicate touch, a subtle expression of the love that had taken root within their souls. In that simple act, they found solace and a glimpse of the possibilities that lay ahead.
They parted, their gazes locking once again, a silent understanding passing between them. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, a tender exploration of the love they had discovered in each other's presence. With that light kiss, Arthur and Queen Lillian ignited a spark, kindling a flame that would burn brightly.
She looked at him before saying "Fuck…ok screw it"
A surge of desire coursed through Queen Lillian's veins. For a very long time, she had suppressed her own longings, focusing on her duties as queen and the responsibilities that came with her position. But at this moment, a wave of passionate awakening flooded her senses.
Unable to resist the magnetic pull between them, Queen Lillian's eyes filled with a newfound intensity. Without hesitation, she leaned in, capturing Arthur's lips in a fervent kiss. It was a kiss fueled by longing, a kiss that spoke volumes of her hidden desires.
Their lips met once more, but this time with a newfound intensity. Queen Lillian's touch was no longer gentle and reserved; it was bold and passionate. She deepened the kiss, her actions revealing the desires she had kept buried for far too long.
In this embrace, their mouths moved in a passionate dance, their tongues entwined, igniting a fire that had been smoldering within them. Queen Lillian's kiss conveyed not only her longing but also her willingness to surrender to the intoxicating emotions that had awakened within her.
Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the embrace, their bodies pressed together, consumed by a shared hunger. Every touch, every caress, was a testament to the awakening desires that had laid dormant for far too long.
At this moment, Queen Lillian allowed herself to be carried away by the depth of her passion. She reveled in the taste of Arthur's lips, the feel of his body against hers. It was a moment of abandonment, a release of pent-up emotions and unspoken yearnings.
As they finally parted, their breaths ragged and their eyes locked in an unspoken understanding, a mixture of surprise and desire lingered in the air. Queen Lillian's desires had awakened, and in that passionate kiss, she had found a connection that surpassed her wildest dreams.
"W-Whoa…so that's how a kiss from someone's experient feels like," He said, out of breath.
She took a moment to compose herself, her regal demeanor returning as she looked at Arthur with a gentle smile. Her voice was filled with a mix of tenderness and a playful undertone as she said, "Arthur, your words have stirred something within me. It seems that our connection goes beyond what I initially imagined."
Her gaze shifted downwards for a moment before a loud gasp is heard as she noticed a bulge in Arthur's pants. Queen Lillian's mind briefly registered the intimate implications of the situation, but she quickly refocused her attention on the emotional bond they shared.
'That looks…interesting' With a slight clearing of her throat, Queen Lillian regained her composure, "If you would like, Arthur, we could continue our discussion in a more private setting. Let's go to my quarters shall we?"
She extended her hand towards him, a silent invitation for him to accompany her. There was a spark of anticipation in her eyes.
Arthur's heart raced with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. He couldn't believe that his confession had captured Queen Lillian's attention and ignited a spark between them. The thought of continuing their discussion in a more private setting made his palms slightly sweaty and his pulse quicken.
"I would be honored to accompany you to your quarters. There's much more I'd like to share with you, and I'm eager to continue our conversation in a more private setting"
As they walked side by side, Arthur's nervousness gradually transformed into a sense of eagerness.
*Inside the Queen's Bedroom*
Arthur's heart was pounding with nervous anticipation. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows across the room, creating an atmosphere of secrecy. He had been eagerly waiting for this moment, yearning for the connection they were about to share. Yet, despite his desire, a sense of unease enveloped him, making him fidget and pace the room.
His shoulders tensed, and his hands clasped tightly together as he awaited his aunt's emergence from the bathroom.
'What if im not good enough for her?'
The scent of fragrant oils and perfumes wafted through the air, mingling with the aroma of the roses adorning the room. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of desire, uncertainty, and the weight of their responsibilities.
Lost in his thoughts, Arthur's heart skipped a beat as he heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, signaling Queen Lillian's imminent emergence. He took a deep breath, willing himself to find the strength to be brave.
'You can do this!'
The door slowly opened, and Queen Lillian stepped into the room, radiating an ethereal beauty that left Arthur breathless. Her eyes sparkled with warmth and curiosity, mirroring his own feelings.
"Did I keep you waiting?"
Queen Lillian emerged from the bathroom, a vision of timeless beauty and regal elegance. Her every movement exuded grace and confidence, leaving Arthur in awe. Her gown, carefully chosen to accentuate her natural allure, embraced her curves in all the right places, draping her body like a cascade of moonlight. The fabric, a delicate blend of satin and lace, shimmered under the candlelight, enhancing her radiant complexion and accentuating her innate sensuality.
The lingerie adorned her form with intricate details that were nothing short of exquisite. The lace caressed her skin, while the satin straps traced the contours of her shoulders, creating an alluring contrast against her flawless skin. Not to mention how her large breasts and curvaceous hips were more in view for him to see than before, being this close to the queen's body was unheard of besides her husband.
Arthur's breath caught in his throat as he struggled to find the right words. He was both captivated and intimidated by Queen Lillian's beauty, feeling a mixture of desire and reverence in her presence.
"You... You look absolutely stunning," Arthur managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes wandered over the delicate details of her lingerie, unable to tear his gaze away from her alluring form.
Queen Lillian smiled, a mixture of amusement and confidence in her expression. She approached Arthur with a graceful stride, the soft rustle of her gown adding to the tension in the room. Her hand gently reached out to touch his face, her fingertips sending a surge of electricity through his body.
"Thank you, Arthur," she replied, her voice laced with a hint of mischief. "I'm glad you appreciate the effort I put into this."
Arthur's heart raced even faster as her touch sent shivers down his spine. He mustered the courage to meet her gaze, finding a fire burning within her eyes that matched his own.
"I don't just appreciate it, Your Majesty," he said, his voice trembling with a mix of desire and vulnerability. "I... I want to be worthy of you, to make this moment unforgettable."
Queen Lillian's expression softened, her hand leaving his face to grasp his own in a reassuring gesture. Her touch was warm and comforting, grounding him amid his nervousness.
"Arthur," she spoke tenderly, her voice filled with genuine affection. "You are already more than worthy. In your presence, I feel alive, desired, and understood. Tonight, let us set aside our responsibilities and indulge in the connection we share"
Being the first one to start out, Lillian approached him some more and got on her knees, before slowly removing Arthur's pants, revealing what she felt earlier, and oh boy! it was erected to its fullest, she had no idea how many inches it had, the only thing it mattered was that it was Long and big. Bigger than her husband and far too rugged/manly for someone who didn't look to be experienced.
"Oh my! Dear, you have quite the spear there, worthy of a king, honestly, If that Ginivi-whatever gal could see this, she would be jealous of me right now" She said, looking very interested in his meatpole.
"Hehehe..Y-You think so?"
Arthur said, as he was very reserved and didn't know how big other guys were compared to him so he wasn't sure if he was endowed or not but apparently he was. Truth be told, the first time Arthur had the wonder of having a boner thanks to her was when the queen had to bend over one of her walks to pet a dog.
"Look at this massive and throbbing mast you got here, looks like you really need someone to give you a little bit of a woman's touch hmm?"
The queen then gets on her knees close to her nephew's manhood and proceeds to take a big whiff of it.
"Hhmm~ Damn this is such a strong smell of COCK!" She said, starting to really be into it"
"T-Thanks?" He said, trying to calm down as this was really happening.
With that extra thicc queen starts wrapping one hand around Arthur's twitching member making him moan nicely, showing that this was the right move, before she starts moving her hand up and down, the warmth coming from it relaxing to her skin, making the queen think if she always wanted this but only thanks to him she finally acted on it? Moving her free hand now to his balls Lillian starts to squeeze them softly so it won't hurt while still stroking his dick up and down. Arthur moans loudly at first but then turns it down to more low moaning, sometimes gritting his teeth at what he was feeling, if his penis could be any harder it would not rock.
'His balls are so big and heavy, I can't wait to see these pent-up balloons spew their contents' She thought, pervertedly.
Suddenly now Arthur seems to be at her mercy while Lillian is using both hands to double-stroke his dick up and down. At first, it was slow, but then out of nowhere she went fast while grinning widely looking at Arthur's surprised face while moaning in a way that would make him ashamed if you record it later for the latter to hear it, but was she done? nope! That was still just a warm-up.
Just about done using her hands, Lillian opens her mouth and before Arthur could ask why she was doing this he feels a wet and moist sensation on his cock.
"AHNNNN!" He moaned.
His aunt just put the tip of his dick in her mouth, swirling the tongue tasting its natural scent, and seems to love it. Later it's time to go harder, slowly putting more and more dick inside her throat, Lillian is bobbing her head up and down on the shaft into motion and giving a blowjob.
"Ahhhnn! Ohhnhnhn Aunt Lillian this feels so good!"
All she needed was some practice and BAM! Lillian was sucking that big cock like a champion, it was big and the taste was amazing, a few minutes of this and her eyes would roll up in pleasure, however, Arthur was only capable of holding out his urge to cum after one minute...that was impressive for someone who got a blowjob for the first time from such a bombshell of milf like her
"I-Im cumming!"
After hearing those words she stops sucking his cock, Arthur had no idea how to feel about all of this but felt annoyed when she stopped.
"W-what? you stopped?"
"You're not cumming just yet my dear, sorry but I leave you edging for now, it has been some time since I had so much fun so just be patient," She said licking her lips after that suck, her sex energy was overflowing and she wanted to get down on him but so far it's not time yet.
Getting back on the bed Lillian gets her big boobage tits next to Arthur's Face which quickly silences him as the teen's eyes are focused on tits and nothing else. The boobalicious pair of mammaries he wanted for so long
"You're going to play with my tits now Arthur, make me feel good and I will make you feel good again...more than this" She laughs.
"Ooohhhhh! Damn!"
With that Arthusr lost all reason and his hands latched onto his Aunt's perfectly shaped tits, groping and squeezing them hard with his hungry hands taking out pleasurable moanings from Lillian while biting her lips. He had a rough approach but that doesn't mean she hates it, nipples getting erect, pussy juices flooding more, she was desired and this young man was her lover tonight.
Arthur never felt more joy in playing with his aunt's tits, shoving his face on her boobs and rubbing left and right, he felt the warm sensation of motherly embrace, so big! so soft! So sexy! His mouth moves on its own as it suckles on her left nipple.
The Milf yelps in pleasure feeling his tongue and mouth licking and sucking on her nipple, looking back at his dick she sees how much it's just trembling almost alive-like, waiting for its built-up pleasure to come off, the feeling of Arthur going crazy over her tits was such a guilty and sinful pleasure, it only made her wake up to this orgasmic joy it was to be doing what you should not be doing it.
"Ooohh god, I Can't...wait...any longer," She said in a whisper.
Arthur has no time to even think about what is happening, all he knows is that his aunt grabbed him like a ragdoll and positioned him away in bed, and then saw her standing on top of the bed like she was going to jump or something. He could see her naked glory even more and her pussy was dripping wet, he blushed even more, even though he had passed the phase of embarrassment this far.
"Look how you left me, Arthur, now your gonna take responsibility, I will ride you until you release every drop of sperm inside me like a stuffed turkey"
"E-Eh? B-But what if I get you pregnant?"
"Dont care! Too late! No, going back on me boy, prepare your balls"
Instead of plowing her way right away, she decides to use her booty cheeks for good measure. Lillian moans feeling that massive meat log grinding her ass against him, pre-cum already starting to leak in good amounts.
''Hmm So warm" Lillian said.
"Ahnn ahnn ahnn" Arthur moans.
"Ok enough playing around," Lillian says lifting her booty up and then landing it on in one go like a PLAP!
"OH FUCKKK!" Arthur screams loudly.
"AHNNNNNN! YES! T-THIS IS A REAL MAN COCK" Lillian said with her tongue hanging out of her mouth like a slut.
Beginning to go up and down on his cock for good measure Lillian is getting a level of how good it feels, her wild blue hair bouncing as much as her perky big boobies, all Arthur could see is the queen's smooth back and the top of her ass cheeks but the best buttcheeks, beyond words sensation her pussy gives him.
Humping harder and Faster, Lillian's hair, now free and looser, is basically jumping all over her head, shoulders, and midair behind her back. Arthur can't even see her breasts bounce with hair in the way.
"AHNNN! GHNN...LILLIAN!" Arthur moans like a little girl while he finally unleashes his sperm account into his mother's womb and it was...huge! it shot inside her like a missile
''Aaaaaahhhh! Oh my god! it's so hot! I forgot all about this sensation, I can feel all that baby gravy flooding my insides. 'Pretty sure I'm gonna get pregnant one of these days' How much do you keep in those balls of yours?"
The poor guy was a huffing mess, his brain melted beyond the simple concept of having fun, and pretty sure he was about to faint after the amount of goo he released.
"Good work Arthur hmmm...it appears you need to work on a few things if you are already tired, but fear not. I make sure to teach you the ropes and before you notice, you be able to go dozens of rounds before tiring out"
Arthur gulped at that "A-Are you sure?"
"Of course! We still have the whole night, and until you're dry as a raisin I ain't going to sleep tonight" She said with a smirk.
Arthur gulped nervously 'I really should have prepared myself better'
As the night wore on, the sounds of passionate moans and pleasurable groans echoed through the halls of the castle. The intensity and frequency of the sounds increased as Arthur and his Aunt delved deeper into their activities. The passionate symphony resonated through every nook and cranny, reaching the ears of anyone within the castle's walls.
Servants and staff members exchanged glances as they passed each other in the corridors, their cheeks turning slightly pink as they imagined the scene unfolding behind closed doors. Whispers and giggles filled the air, spreading a mix of curiosity and amusement throughout the castle. The night carried on, the moans and groans intensifying in their fervor. The symphony of pleasure grew louder and more resonant, a testament to the intense connection between the two lovers. Time became irrelevant as they reveled in their shared exploration of desire, their bodies aching yet craving for more.
A\N: The characters are Arthur Pendragon and Queen Lillian from the Shrek Franchise