The Princess fucks herself to sleep Pt.2

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“Daphne, we really must start looking for suitors for Helena.” King Theodore whispered in his wife’s ear outside his bed chamber. Two weeks had passed since Helena’s birthday celebrations, and Theodore was getting nervous about the Queens lack of urgency in the matter. Theodore had planned on wedding his daughter to a Prince from a family who had incredible military power — a nice person to have on your side — however, the arrangement had fallen through at short notice due to the Prince’s fall from grace after losing a battle to a raiding clan.

“Of course. We shall discuss it further in the morning.” – Daphne had no desire to find a suitor for her daughter. She knew from her own experience as a young princess how the pressure of securing a successful marriage had driven her to make a hasty decision, not that she disliked Theodore, but love never came into the equation.

Daphne entered her bed chamber, greeted by her maids, who wordlessly moved towards her to help her undress.

“No, I’m not going to bed just yet. Tell Adonis I need his assistance tonight. Thank you.”

The maids curtsied to their Queen and left her alone in the room. Daphne lay on the bed, resting her feet for a moment while she waited for Adonis.

Daphne heard the door creak open but she continued to stare at the ceiling. Adonis approached her somewhat timidly. “Hello? Are you alright your majesty?” he said, confused by her lack of reaction to his presence — he hadn’t been called to her room for quite some time. She was lying in repose, her beautiful voluptuous shape was visible as the light fabric of her gown lay loose across her chest, and draped over the bed side.

She looked up at him, and met his eyes. Her expression was almost disinterested. She sighed and pulled her gown up to her waist, revealing her long smooth legs and the moist lips which lay between her thighs. She moved her hips to the edge of the bed and spread her legs slightly in Adonis’s direction.

Adonis, realizing that the Queen wasn’t in the mood for their usual sensual sweet talk, knelt before her, kissing her thighs. He made his way up to her vagina, and lay soft kiss on her lips before gently spreading her open to see her glistening inside. He took a moment to enjoy her aroma as he lay his tongue against her.

Daphne felt her tense body relax as she let out a soft moan at the sensation of the tongue against her body. She closed her eyes and focused her mind on amplifying the pleasure emanating from her vulva, up through her stomach and into her chest.

She pushed her pelvis further into Adonis’s tongue, asking him to increase the intensity. Adonis replied by pressing his tongue flat and firmly against her entrance, teasing her. Then sliding up to her clit where he expertly sucked on her clitoris, while gently swirling his tongue around her pink button. Daphne gripped the bedsheets, groaning in bliss, throwing her head back, pushing her breasts high into the air, her nipples hard, pointing to the sky through her gown.

Adonis pressed the tips of two fingers against her majesty’s opening, lightly pushing inside her, covering his fingers in her dripping juices. He pushed his fingers deep inside her, sliding slowly but firmly in and out of her body whilst his tongue licks small quick circles around her sensitive clit.

“Oh yes! Fuck, that’s what I needed!” Daphne cried out. Her body ached for gratification. “Now make me cum” she said with sincere authority.

Adonis pushed his fingers deeper, faster inside her, noticing her thick white cream accumulating at the base of his fingers. He could feel the muscles inside her start to contract and squeeze his fingers, her hot wet walls holding onto him tightly. He could feel the lust radiating from her body into his, her hips bucking and legs quivering, her cries of pleasure seeping deep into his bones, her sweet salty cum betraying her insatiable desire for carnal satisfaction.

Daphne could feel her orgasm building, her eyes still closed, her mind focused — this was her meditation. She focused until her mind and body could bare it no longer.

“YES! I’m cumming! Don’t stop!” She cried, her mind overwhelmed with pleasure. Her body quivering violently as she lost control, her fingers gripped tightly to the bedsheets trying to stabilise herself from the convulsions of her body. “MMMMM! Keep going!”, her voice strained through her gritted teeth.

Her majesty was never satisfied, she always needed more, and Adonis was always happy to oblige, in fact he enjoyed this about her. He was probably the only one of her servants who could actually keep up with her sexual appetite.

Adonis held the Queen by her hips with one hand as he tried to steady her, continuing his ‘come hither’ movements inside her with the other. He watched as her majesty’s vagina gushed thick, clear cum down her thighs and her ass.

Daphne could feel the wetness trickle down from her pussy, she always loved the feeling of her own cum rolling down between the cheeks of her ass. She shuddered as she felt her juices trickle down past her butthole. Instinctively, with her mind and body still in full ecstasy of her orgasm, she reached down beneath her leg and pushed a finger firmly against her asshole, circling the hole and using her cum to help gently push her finger inside herself.

Daphne felt the second wave of her orgasm coming with the anal self-indulgence she added on top of Adonis’s stimulation. Daphne always felt she was both blessed and cursed, it felt as though she could ride high on this level of orgasm for hours on end just fluidly moving from climax to climax, not really sure where one ends and the next begins, but cursed in that she was always insatiable when she got there.

She felt her breathe shorten and quicken as she approached her climax. “UNNNHH” she groaned, straining her voice as her body tensed up once again. Adonis could feel her pussy soaking his hand as he fingered her.

Daphne looked down to watch Adonis at work. He moved his tongue away from her clit as he increased the pressure of his fingers inside her, he knew she was ready to explode. Daphne felt all her energy converge towards her vagina, and erupt in a glorious tidal wave of ecstasy.

“Oh God, Yes! Make me cum!”

She watched as her cum splashed out of herself, dousing her thighs in her hot regal juices. She could feel her gown soaked through beneath her as her eyes rolled into her head and her body trembled with the aftershocks.

She gently pushed her servants head from between her thighs, and sat up slowly. She brought her legs together, he body still convulsing every few seconds, and she couldn’t help but replace Adonis’s tongue with one of her fingers against her clit, rubbing slowly but firmly.

“What is it your majesty?” Adonis asked, worried he had done something to upset the Queen. Normally the Queen would stay up all night with Adonis, tirelessly fucking into the early morning.

“The King would like Helena to start courting now. I would like her to be able to make her decision without the distraction of… frustration”

“I’m not entirely sure what you mean” Adonis said hesitantly.

Daphne explained further: “She needs to be able to explore her fantasies freely. As Queen she will have any man she wants whenever she wants. I believe she should have this option now, so she doesn’t feel a lustful urge to marry unwisely.”

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After their shared self-pleasure on the night of Helenas birthday, Helena and Ophelia were closer than ever. Both girls felt that they could be fully open with the other now, there were no secrets between them. They trusted each other entirely. Helena could explain her worries about her royal duties, and Ophelia could express her own difficulties with the some of the other servants.

But at night, the princess and maid would open up about their erotic thoughts and desires. Occasionally the conversation would get so heated that the girls would pleasure themselves openly, like they did the night of Helenas birthday.

“What do think a tongue would feel like?” Helena asked her maid one night. She had her eyes closed and was gently stroking the insides of her thighs, speaking softly to Ophelia, wanting to hear the dirty thoughts inside her head.

Ophelia was watching the princess with interest. “I don’t know… I’d love to feel it. I love the feeling of touching myself when I’m soaking wet” she said “I imagine it would feel like that… but a lot better”

“Mmm, that does sound nice doesn’t it?” said Helena excitedly. “I’d love to feel that”, she lay her hand flat in front of her face and licked it thoroughly. Ophelia watched in mild confusion. The princess lay her hand flat against her vulva and began rubbing herself slowly up and down. “I can’t wait to feel the real thing” she said.

“Me too” agreed Ophelia, smiling as she watched Helena enjoy herself.

knock, knock

The girls looked at each other. Who would be looking for the princess at this hour? Ophelia opened the door to let one of the male servants into the bed chamber.

“The Queen sent me” Adonis blurted out, defending himself for disturbing the princess so late.

Helena was surprised and asked the servant what her mother wanted. Adonis explained the Queens concerns and plan for Helena to release her sexual frustrations freely with the royal servants.

“And my mother has servants specifically for… having sex with her?” Helena asked incredulously.

“Well… yes I suppose you could put it like that.” Adonis responded shyly.

“And she wants me to share them with her?”

Adonis shrugged and nodded awkwardly looking at his feet.

Helena’s face suddenly lit up, she bit her lip, and a nervous, excited, naughty demeanour came over her. She looked over to Ophelia, nearly giggling at the thoughts going through her head.

“I can bring you to meet some of the servants tomorrow morning, to get to know them. You can decide if you like any of the men.” Adonis said, bowing and turning to leave.

“Wait. Come here” Helena commanded. Adonis stopped in his tracks and faced the princess.

“You will relieve me of my frustrations tonight.”

The princess lifted her gown over her head, now stark naked in front of the stunned Adonis and Ophelia.

“I want to know what it feels like to have a tongue between my legs.” She said, leaning again the end of her bed.

Adonis, composing himself to do as the princess commands, moved towards her. Helena spread her legs wide for Adonis, revealing the thick liquid lust that coated the lips of her vulva. Ophelia turned to leave the princess in privacy.

“Ophelia. Stay, please. I mean, if you’d like. I don’t mind.” Helena said, inviting her to sit on the couch opposite the bed. Ophelia paused a moment, then moved to the sofa to watch.

Adonis stroked his hands up both of Helenas thighs, meeting at her moist pussy. He stroked her clit in circles and looked up at her. Helena was already breathing heavily, trying to compose herself. She had never had a man touch her like this before. The excitement was overwhelming, and the tension of waiting to feel a tongue against her for the first time was too much to bare.

Adonis gently lay his tongue against her opening, moving very slowly against her as he knew she was inexperienced. Helena’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she felt the hot, slick tongue sliding in and around her soft lips. She looked over to Ophelia — she couldn’t contain her pleasure, her expression communicated the intensity of the euphoria perfectly. Their eyes locking on to each other, Helena wishing she could transmit this feeling into Ophelia.

Ophelia felt a warm flush of cum flow from between her own thighs at the sight of Helenas blissfully tortured expression. She had a perfect view of her royal highness’s pink folds and Adonis’s tongue flicking between them. Ophelia so desperately wanted to know what it felt like. She realized she was unconsciously rubbing her nipple as she watched.

“Oh my fucking god!” Helena was moaning, holding onto Adonis’s hair tightly. She was pulling him tight into her pussy, but trying to maintain composure, she needed to push him away occasionally. Adonis still licking her slowly, her sensitivity doing the work for him. The princess noticed her maid playing with her nipple. “Yes! Fuck yourself for me Ophelia” she moaned to her own surprise.

Ophelia, taken aback but excited, licked two fingers and pressed them against her wet clitoris. Her eyes rolled, but she went back to maintain eye contact with Helena when she could. Wanting to return the favour, Ophelia rode up her dress, exposing herself to her royal highness, so that Helena could see her with her fingers buried deep inside herself.

Adonis began to circle Helenas clit more quickly, making her quiver violently. He spread her lips and slid his tongue deep inside her vagina. Helena pushed the back of his head hard into her pelvis and jerked her hips into his face, shuddering with ecstasy. Ophelia could see the Princess’s juices running freely down her legs and dripping onto the floor.

“Yes! I’m gonna cum!” Helena cried out.

Ophelia rubbed her clit harder now, watching Helenas body writhing in heavenly agony. Ophelia slid her other hand between her legs now, slipping her fingers inside her now drenched pussy.

FUCKKK! I’m cumming!” screamed the princess.

Helena felt electricity running all through her body as Adonis pushed her over the edge, into the abyss of carnal nirvana. Her hands blindly grasped for something to hold onto while her body quaked with her orgasm.

Ophelia felt herself shoved to the verge of orgasm too after hearing the princess’s cries, and seeing her shuddering, sweaty, naked body. Ophelia pressed her fingers hard against her inner walls, like Helena had explained to her, and fucked herself as hard as she could.

Helena and Adonis watched the maids fingers move rapidly, deep inside her as they lay resting after Helenas intense experience.

Ophelia felt her vagina convulsing, squeezing her fingers and then pushing them out. She felt a splish-splash of her juices escaping from her pussy as she ceaselessly fucked herself.

Unnnngh!” She groaned.

Her orgasm flowed from her chest down to her pussy, her body pushing her fingers out of herself. She squirted hot liquid cum hard all over herself, her legs and the couch.

Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Ophelia moaned, still cumming. She rubbed her clit as fast as she could and — “Oh my god!” — another jet of her juices shot from her soaking wet pussy.

Helena looked at Ophelia in amazement. “What was that?” She asked.

“I’m not sure… I’ve never done that before” Ophelia replied looking down at her cum soaked body, her juices running off her stomach and down her thighs. “It felt incredible” she panted.

Adonis piped up: “You ejaculated. It’s the most powerful orgasm a woman can have apparently.” He looked at the two breathless women. “Could I be excused your highness?” he asked of the still panting princess.

She didn’t look up at him. “Yes. Of course.”

Adonis left, leaving the two girls naked, breathless and smiling at each other. They climbed into Helenas bed, giggling and whispering excitedly about their night of debauchery.

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