The Dread Lord of Essos (Ch. 45)

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 Catelyn,’ Harry thought to himself naughtily 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.