Sharon returned to John that night, still covered in Viola’s juices. Viola was left as a puddle, passed out from pleasure in her room. He licked the juice off her face.
“Your Grace, Viola will be ready to take your seed tomorrow night. I think I wore her out too much tonight.” Sharon murmured while softly licking and kissing his ears.
John was fine with this. They continued dirty pregnancy talk as they fucked wildly. Their moans filled the room and then traveled far into the corridors.
The next day, John was off to continue his training very early. Against the Pope’s wishes, John continued his rigorous physical training regimen. John had grown much in his strength and skill with the sword. Under the expert teaching of Sir Raphael and Sir Gabriel, he advanced quickly. Word spread quickly that John would be a strong warrior and King worthy of serving.
Still impatient to rush him to the throne, the Pope aggressively pursued more alliances. Although more and more lords were open to the cause or signing alliances, they had no solution to the current King. Some lords became greedy and plotted to enrich themselves by betraying the Pope’s trust or making their allegiance expensive.
Having the respect and trust of the Templars helped, but the Pope knew they had hard work ahead of them. He told John to prepare himself to marry for allegiance and power.
While King Charlemagne continued whoring and spending his late father’s deep coffers, his current Queen, once only known as Princess Xia, a distant relative of the Great Khan of a distant Tatar empire, began to take power. Her exotic beauty was as legendary as her ambition. Word spread that she was bullying her way into more power as her husband only worried about whores and booze.
Even if they had a way to oust the current King, his Queen would likely be an issue. The Pope schemed and schemed as he felt his time was at hand. He thought that in the end, if the Queen was not killed along with the King, she would have to be appeased. Perhaps even married to solidify John as King.
Sharon began to spend a lot of time with Viola. The night after their explosive lovemaking, Sharon prepared for her night to reunite with John. She bathed and groomed Viola. She massaged fragrant oils into her skin, making her glow. She teased Viola with kisses and pinches of her nipples. Sharon convinced her she must put off her orgasm until John was ready to fill her with his seed.
“I’ve had sex with him before, but we were never doing it with a baby in mind,” Viola said. She began to feel a deep emptiness and ache in her pussy.
“I know this is why I will be there to guide you.” Sharon looked at the young girl and kissed her passionately.
“Oh, thank you, Mother Sharon.”
“Anything for you, my sweet child. You’ll make me a proud grandmother.” Sharon kissed her again, and again, and their passion was growing and growing.
The two women were practically glowing with lust as they ate dinner with John, and he told them of the day’s events. Viola and John were able to have a long talk and reconcile by forgiving each other. And they were gemlik escort both burning with passion at the thought of impregnating her.
They retreated into his suite and ordered the servants for privacy. They instructed John to bed. As John lay there naked, he saw them enter.
Sharon was completely nude. Her pale body seemed to glow and glisten as a thin layer of oil made her body shimmer. She held Viola’s hand and led her to the bed where John was attentively staring. Viola was dressed in fine silky garb. Her undergarments were unlike anything John had ever seen. Sharon had used the new garments and silks the Vatican acquired from the Far East. It was a feast for the eyes.
“Doesn’t she look wonderful, son?”
“Oh my God,” was all John could muster. He drank in the sight.
Sharon pulled her over to the bed and held both their hands. “You’ve made love before, but this is important. You must impregnate Viola to ensure her place in your Royal court. With a child, no one can touch her, and not even any new wife would have seniority over her as she will bear your first son.”
John had no idea if any of this was true, but he was so turned on by hearing Sharon and her desires. He looked at the two most beautiful women he had ever met. They smiled at him before embracing.
“Let’s see how long you can stay simply staring,” Sharon said with a smile. She cupped Viola’s face with her hands and turned her upward. They locked eyes, and Sharon told her, “Open your mouth, stick out your tongue.”
Viola did as she was told, and Sharon began to devour her face with relish. John stared, frozen, inches away from the two most beautiful women passionately making out. John had fantasized about this dream many times before. His member engorged with anticipation. The moans and scents of the women filled the room and rang into his head. Just when he felt like he could not take anymore, Sharon turned and smiled at him with lust in her grin.
She approached the bed and began to kiss him passionately. “Your Grace, are you ready to make an heir?”
“Yes,” he gasped between kisses.
“Are you ready to give this womb your seed and sow your bloodline into her? Are you prepared to ravage her tight little pussy and give her an heir?”
John opened his eyes and saw that Viola was now very close to them, looking lustfully as Sharon continued the kisses down his tough body. “Yes.”
Sharon turned to Viola to pull her in closer. John began to viciously kiss her face with lust. Sharon palmed Viola’s juicy, leaking pussy with a firm grasp moving in small circles. “Isn’t this what your pussy was made for?” The precious and thin material covering her heightened the touch.
“Oh god, yes,” Viola whimpered. She felt the passion rise up as Sharon continued a full, firm rub of her pussy with her palm. Viola began to soak Sharon’s palm. Soft bites from John made her cry out with pleasure and made her gush. His hands explored the new sensations of delicate garments that access accentuated and complimented her figure. He slightly scratched against the finely woven thin material. altıparmak escort So thin their skin felt as warming glow from a passionate friction.
His hands worked his way to her nipples tightening against the fine see-through material. The friction of his fingers caused her red nipples to light up with sensation. A warmth rushed through and tingled her all the way to her core.
“What is this pussy made for?” Sharon asked. Violas pussy gushed. Slowly yet instensely revving up in anticipation. Her delicate material quickly became soaked and clung to her soft body.
“This pussy was made to bear my daddy’s seed.”
“Good girl,” Sharon said. She directed the two lovers more comfortably onto the bed. John lay back, and Sharon carefully guided Viola to lie beside him. Viola and John were face to face. Their bodies touched, and they stared at each other deeply and intensely. They let the sensations of their bodies pulse through. Viola’s weight is pushed onto John’s body. His member violently smashed up against her stomach. Viola began to hump John trying to inch his cock in her.
Sharon pulled back and lay with her face between their legs. She opened Viola up and gave her ass a smack before she pulled her cheeks apart and without removing her garment began to feast on a dripping wet pussy.
A beastly groan escaped Viola, and her eyes rolled back with pleasure. Her tongue stuck out wet, heavy panting. John quickly seized her face and devoured her tongue.
Sharon sensing John’s anticipation, moved down and began teasing his cock with pussy-wet fingers. Engorged the strong member leapt at her touch. She gave in to her own desire and began sucking his cock. His cock was slick with his pre-cum, and Viola’s juices tasted amazing. Sharon didn’t even go slow. She began to rock the cock deep into her throat and fought through choking.
Her hands continued to play with Sharon’s pussy and from finally ripped the seam to allow the engorged pussy to tightly erupt from the thin garments. Sharon began to spread her outer lips gently but forcefully. She rubbed the torn material on the outer lips of the quivering soaking mound. She began to alternate between deep-throating John’s cock and sticking her tongue as deep as she could into Viola.
“Please, please, please, give me your seed.” Viola whimpered.
John smiled and softly into her ear said, “What? Do you want?”
“Your seed, your cock,” Viola said as she fought to make words with the hot firm tongue exploring every inch of her pussy. She felt Viola bite down softly against the opening.
“Louder, I can’t hear you.”
“I need your cock daddy.” She practically screamed.
As Viola continued to beg for the cock Sharon guided them to switch positions. “A king must take his woman and plant the seed from above to ensure it will stick.”
John pushed Viola down. Sharon guided her legs open and bent her knees. She guided Johns’s hands to firmly push down on Viola’s thighs, causing her to open up and gush with anticipation.
John looked deeply into Sharon’s eyes first. She kissed osmangazi escort him and said, “Go, son, fulfill your destiny. Fill this dirty bitch up with cum and sire your lineage here first.”
John pushed in.
Viola groaned and moaned as he pushed in deep. Somehow the torn garment created a vice that constricted the eager opening. The tightness so intense he felt a shock electrify the room. John almost pulled back out but viola gripped him hard and forced him to drive his cock deep. If Viola could have formed words she would of said “this is where your cock belongs, this is your cocks home.”
Her pussy immediately began contracting forcefully on his dick. The pressure and tightness this caused to John was immense. Sharon started licking and sucking on Viola’s tits. John watched as the woman he knew as his mother was now sucking and softly biting the very red engorged nipples. He grabbed a handful of Sharon’s shimmering sable hair and pulled slightly. She shivered in pleasure. His deep, long strokes picked up speed, slowly falling into a violent rhythm that crashed pleasure into Viola.
With his other free hand, he grabbed the back of Viola’s scalp and tugged gently, on her fiery red hair, but hard enough to send shocks of pleasure down her head and body. He pulled Sharon closer to Viola’s mouth and pushed her, and the two women once again began kissing passionately. Their faces glowed with pleasure and sweat. He wanted to spit on them. He wanted to violently slap and bite them. He put this urge into his thrust and sent Viola into the first of many violent orgasms.
With so much pleasure overcoming her, Viola could no longer kiss back, so Sharon began kissing John passionately. As Viola’s cries crescendoed around another orgasm, she turned back and began sucking hard on Viola’s pretty pink nipples. They began to turn dark red from the abuse. Viola, between waves of pleasure, began to suck on Sharon’s nipples. The two women looked like angels, each one passionately sucking hard on the nipple opposite them.
This was the last straw for John. The glorious sight, and the strong rhythm he built, flooded Viola’s pussy with pleasure. At the height of her orgasm, John erupted. His standard huge load overfilled her pussy. As he did not pull out, it filled her up. It felt like every space inside her was instantly filled, and the extreme feeling of fullness and satisfaction held her.
Sharon had Viola hold onto her legs. She said, keep this position. Try to hold that cum inside you. A majority of it had pooled outside her, and Sharon began scooping it with her hands back towards her pussy. John couldn’t believe it.
Sharon noticed his dick still hard.
“Well, I think it should be my turn. But save all of your cum for Viola. You need to fill her again and again.” She bent over deeper, and her pussy and asshole pulsated invitations to John, who couldn’t believe himself. This is the life of a king, he thought.
The slaps of John’s body slamming into Sharon’s pussy caused moans of pleasure to fill the room again. Viola smiled deeply, the feeling of fullness burning deep into her mind. When he looked directly at her, he sped up the violent assault on Sharon’s soaking-wet pussy.
Viola felt so happy, so complete. She shivered as cum seeped out of her swollen pussy. The sensation sent light aftershocks of her orgasm pulsate through out her. Her ears buzzed.
“Thank You, Your Grace.”