Chapter 54
Chapter 54: Jeyne Westerling + Leonette Fossoway/Janna
Tyrell/Mina Tyrell + Joanna Lannister
Jeyne Westerling shifted against the warm body which lay beneath
her, not wanting to move from her current position. But the darkhaired daughter of House Westerling knew that she would have to
out of sheer necessity and let out a long, hot breath escaped from
her body as involuntary response to the motion. She was dressed in
the most minimal amount of clothing possible, which was appropriate
for her current situation.
"Good morrow, your grace," Jeyne said lazily, fluttering her eyes
open. The flimsy, see-through material covering her body threatening
to give way, with even the slightest of her movements.
"Mmm…" Robert Baratheon replied, off-handedly as his stormy blue
eyes stirred open.
The comely, doe-eyed daughter of Lord Gawen Westerling of the
Crag had been the maiden to catch Robert's eye, during last night's
meal held in the Great Hall of Harrenhal. A few words to his chief
paramours was all that was needed and by the time the King
returned to his bedchamber, young Jeyne had been waiting to serve
him for the night.
"I'm feeling a bit peckish, Jeyne," Robert said with a devious smile.
"Why don't you see if you can quell my appetite?"
The Westerling maiden quickly understood that food and drink would
not be able to quench this particular hunger of the King. After all, he
had spent nearly the entirety of last night feasting upon her nubile
body.
'Let no one say that House Westerling did not earn whatever bounty
the King granted them,' Jeyne mused to herself as she readied
herself to satisfy the lusty Baratheon King once again.
Robert reached up and grabbed onto Jeyne's hips before rolling her
over onto the bed.
"Despite having you all night long, my thirst for you doesn't seem to
be quenched," Robert said with a predatory smile upon his face.
"I'm honoured, your grace," Jeyne said, reaching up and tracing her
fingernail down his chest with a smile. "To think that a lowly noble
maiden like me has caught your fancy is a blessing in itself. "
"Though I was certain that your nightwear had been torn to shreds
last night during our little romp," Robert said, inquiring about the
thread bare outfit that Jeyne had currently donned.
"Well, I was left quite sweaty after our passionate coupling. So, I
decided to wash myself off and…. slipped into the spare garb that
my mother had left in the wardrobe when she escorted me to your
bedchambers last night," Jeyne answered with a smile, while gently
cupping Robert's face.
"Let's not talk about Lady Sybil, my dear. Thoughts of her are not
conducive to the current mood," Robert said japingly.
"Agreed, your grace. And now where were we," the beautiful
brunette replied with a small chuckle of her own, before pushing her
lips down onto Robert's and beginning an intense make-out session.
'Now, this was the ideal way to wake up,' Robert mused as he smiled
through the kiss.
His hands moved over Jeyne's amazing body and started to stroke
every inch of her skin. He could sense her arousal as Jeyne slid her
body down his, worshipping every inch of his royal being with her
scantily clad body. Her breasts brushed against his manhood, which
began to stir awake from mere contact.
A little additional ministration from the girl's nimble fingers, caused
his cock to spring out, back to full attention. Jeyne gave him a
wicked smile and leaned down, pushing her lips down onto his
manhood, inhaling it all into her mouth.
Robert looked at his lover whose eyes sparkled with seductive
naughtiness. She cupped his balls and started to work all the way
down onto him, practically inhaling his member with feverish hunger.
Jeyne sucked his manhood a few more times and managed to bring
it all the way into the back of her wet throat.
"Might as well," Jeyne said after performing a few more passes,
before pulling herself off and shrugging off her scanty dress.
Robert stared down her beautiful body. Her firm breasts with tanned
nipples stuck out from him. Her flat stomach and curved hips went all
the way down to a pink, dripping mound with only a scant bit of dark
hair.
"You did say that were feeling hungry," Jeyne said with a smile and
turned around, offering Robert her ass.
Robert grabbed Jeyne's hips and pushed it down onto his face. He
teased the outside of her lips for a few seconds before delving into
the inside of them with his tongue.
Jeyne managed to keep retain her faculties, despite the
overwhelming sensation and turned her attention towards the King's
thick cock, standing up before her. With a filthy pop of her full lips,
Jeyne resumed sucking on the meaty appendage.
The two lovers were now laid up in the sixty-nine position. Robert
enjoyed the feel and the taste of his lover's pussy while she tried to
suck on his cock in an effort to extract the creamy treat that was
inside of it.
Jeyne closed her eyes and the warmth of the Stag's tongue buried
inside her made things even more intense. She ground her hips up
and down on Robert's face in an attempt to get him to go down
further into her.
Robert rose to the occasion, wanting to make Jeyne to cum over his
face and gave her a tongue lashing, using the all the oral skills that
he had accumulated over his life.
Jeyne gasped when he hit all of her sweet spots, which made her
bring his cock far into her throat in response. Her thighs clenched
and released an immense amount of juices directly onto Robert's
face.
The barrage of fluids soaking his face, forced Robert to bring the
point of his cock deeper into her throat. His hips bucked up and
released their juices as well. The dark-haired beauty clenched onto
him and sucked it all down, releasing every single inch of it inside
her.
The taste of Robert's seed into her throat prompted Jeyne to smile. It
caused her hips to grind more on his face and give him more of her
pussy juices. The sensation of his tongue inside her and erupting
cock buried deep into her throat forced her body to seize up in
pleasure.
Lust burned through Jeyne's body and the moment that she
retracted herself from Robert, her fist wrapped around Robert's cock
and began pumping him up.
"Patience is clearly not your virtue, Lady Westerling," Robert said.
"Not when there's something too good to wait for," Jeyne saucily
replied her tongue trailed around her lips to lick some of the excess
cum off.
A jolt came through Robert's balls the second that Jeyne perched
herself onto him. She gave him a cute little smile, baring her
beautiful teeth at him playfully. Her nails dug down into Robert's
chest.
"You wish to be on top this time, very well. But you know that you're
not going to be in control for long," Robert said, his hands taking
their place on Jeyne's body.
"Let me have my moment," Jeyne replied, conveying that she had
not forgotten her role.
The daughter of the Crag positioned herself up over the top of
Robert's engorged member and prepared to engulf it in her entire
body. She craved it and needed it inside her more than life itself.
"How are you still so tight?" Robert asked, experiencing the tightness
of her pussy as she pushed herself down onto him. Only to reach the
conclusion that perhaps he had not given the Westerling maiden a
through enough fuck, last night.
"Does it displease you, my King?" Jeyne asked.
"No, heavens, no," Robert said, while reaching up to meet her
breasts and giving them a handful squeeze. This made Jeyne push
her hips closer down onto him in response. "Just a bit curious
though."
"It's a little trick that my mother has taught me when I flowered,"
Jeyne answered, rotating her hips around the edge of Robert's
manhood while every single inch of his cock pushed deep inside her.
'There might be some truth to the rumours of Lady Sybil being a
witch,' Robert thought to himself, as he recalled some of the gossip
from last night's meal when Cersei and his other mistresses seated
at the high table spoke of the Westerlings, after the King had Jeyne
as his companion for the night.
Robert moved his hands around Jeyne's body, pressing his palms
onto her breasts and giving them a light squeeze. He moved
downward and started to touch her body. The softness of her flesh
made Robert want to pump his cock into her body even further.
Jeyne bit down on her own lip and the pleasure coursed through her
loins the further that she worked herself down onto Robert's
throbbing member. One inch at a time his manhood pushed inside
her tight body while the brunette's loins kept pushing up and down
on him.
"Arghh… you're magnificent. Why didn't you come to the capital with
all the other Westerland maidens that had been invited by Tyrion?"
Robert inquired, curious to know why the Imp had hidden this prime
piece of ass from him.
"House Westerling is a minor house with no discernible pedigree,
your grace. The other Westerland houses often look down upon us
and my mother's reputation has done us no favours either," Jeyne
explained. "I'd wager that Lord Tyrion thought my presence at court
wouldn't sit well with the other Westerland maidens."
"Rubbish… a beauty like you will always a place in my court… and in
my bed," Robert grunted.
"Ohh…. thank you, thank you….my King. Your generosity
knows….no… bounds," Jeyne panted.
Robert pushed himself up into her tight cavern, causing her sweet
pussy to closed down onto him, in hopes of milking out a premature
orgasm.
"You should know by now I'm anything, but premature," Robert said
after guessing her intent, while his hands roamed behind her. He
placed them on her back and started to roll them down on her.
Jeyne's entire body shivered in response. He sent more jolts of
pleasure all the way down her body. It was far more than she ever
thought that she could experience.
"No, you're not premature, you're amazing…. simply amazing,"
Jeyne said.
"Feel your body tensing up?" Robert questioned huskily. "Feel the
release coming to you."
Jeyne nodded in response, despite knowing that Robert wouldn't
grant it to her right away. But that was all right, like everything else in
her, Jeyne intended to work for it. She brought her hot, tight pussy
walls down onto his manhood and pooled all her strength and focus
into her cunt muscles.
Robert traced patterns all over her body, marvelling at how soft and
firm, her flesh was. Like he did with all his conquests, Robert took
note of all the spots that inflamed his lover's passion and deduced
the best ways to spark a particular level of passion within her. Jeyne
rose all the way up on his manhood and pushed it deep inside her
body.
The Westerling maiden enjoyed the tempting touches that the King
delivered to her. He knew exactly which spots drove her to a greater
passion as well as how to inflame this particular level of passion
within her.
"AHHHH…. MOTHER… AAHH… ABOVE…. MERCY!"
Jeyne threw her head back and released the primal shriek of
pleasure upon reaching her release. Before driving herself onto
Robert's cock to ride out her orgasm. Each jolt coming through her
body added to the pleasure and the fun, while Jeyne kept bringing
herself up and down on him.
Robert held her hips down onto him as she looked down at him with
a passionate look in her eyes, marvelling at his divine stamina.
Jeyne didn't have to take too long to catch her breath. Her tight loins
pushed all the way up on Robert and started to bounce up and down
on him once again.
"You want more," Robert said with a smile.
"Yes, I always want more," Jeyne said, rocking her hips down onto
him. "I need you inside me, deeply inside me. I can't get enough of
it."
Jeyne's eyes closed shut as Robert's hands once again hit all the
pleasure spots, exploring her body. Robert enjoyed exploring inch of
Jeyne's willowy frame while she bounced up and down on his
throbbing hard cock. Her tight, slick pussy walls were a real treat the
further that they came down onto him. Robert touched her breasts
and gave them a firm squeeze on the way down.
Another orgasm fired through the dark-haired Westerling's body as
she impaled herself onto his cock. With several miniature orgasms
exploding through her body simultaneously, every time that Robert
teased her skin and caressed her lovely nipples.
"Ugghhh… Incredible…. you're a real animal…." Jeyne murmured.
"So are you, my minx…. let loose…." Robert said encouragingly,
recalling the shy maiden's wild side that had broken free during their
coupling, last night.
Letting go of all her inhibitions, Jeyne bent down and gave Robert a
playful bite on his neck. Her pussy exploded with a gushing feeling
as Robert invigorated her through his cock.
Jeyne smiled and slid off of him, leaving his cock, dripping with her
juices, and more importantly still standing up right.
Before the Stag could raise a question, Jeyne turned around on the
bed and spread her legs, giving a perfect display of her dripping hot
pussy and ass. Both exquisite crevices beckoned for Robert and
were completely ready to receive the attention they deserved.
"I remembered you liked making your bitch last night…. So why
change what works so well," Jeyne stated with a wicked smile, the
wanton sexual whore within her, clearly shining through.
Robert mounted her from the backside and slid inside Jeyne in one
fluid stroke. Her hot wet pussy closed around him as Robert's hands
cupped her nice breasts and gave them a firm squeeze.
Jeyne's entire body shook from the sensation of Robert driving his
cock into her. For some reason, it felt so much bigger, drilling into her
from behind. Then again, Robert always found a way to stretch out
the body of his lovers in new and extremely pleasurable ways.
"You crave it don't you?" Robert asked with a groan.
"Aye, I want your cock, give it to me!" Jeyne yelled, clutching onto
the sheets.
The sensual brunette bit down on her lip, as Robert ran down on her
body, with a smile. The heat pumping from the Westerling vixen grew
rather intense as the Stag King kept rutting inside her.
"Time for you to experience release again," Robert said, bringing his
finger around and caressing Jeyne's nipple, with a light twist.
Jeyne's inflamed loins caressed Robert's cock in response. Not long
after, the orgasm started and spread through her body, causing a
sensation of pleasure to cascade across her entire body.
"I bet you want it harder," Robert whispered into her ear as he
rubbed his thick, veiny member against the edge of her dripping slit,
making Jeyne gasp out loud.
"Ohhh… Yes, please…." Jeyne moaned. "Please, drive it into me
harder."
Jeyne's mouth bit down onto the sheets, taking action in advance to
muffle the screams of pleasure that were bound to follow upon the
intrusion of Robert's cock into her folds.
"No…. I want to hear you scream when my cock drives into your tight
body," Robert said, yanking her behind, by gently gripping her dark
locks which in turn caused her to release the sheets. "Do you
understand?"
"Yes," Jeyne groaned, with her loins pushing down against Robert's
cock when he drove it inside her body. His balls pushed against her,
growing a bit swollen with arousal. "Do it, give it to me. Give me your
massive manhood. Bury it inside my body!"
Robert buried himself balls first into her body, with Jeyne's walls
stretching around him while he rocked inside her. The warm and
sweet heaven of the Westerling maiden's sweet pussy clutched
around him completely.
Jeyne could feel the King's cock swell inside her and bury inside her
burning womb.
"TAKE ME! OHH FUCK…. YOU ANIMAL… ARGHHH…" Jeyne
screamed out in pleasure, while her eyes rolled back and lust
coursed through her body.
The contents of Robert's balls started to swell the more that he
pushed into the body of this sweet and sensual girl. He knew that he
couldn't hold back for much longer.
"I'm going to cum," Robert croaked, catching her ear lobe with his
mouth.
Jeyne could only close her eyes and nod in response. Her legs
spread open further to allow him to go as deep inside her as
possible. Each time that Robert buried inside her, Jeyne's hips gave
a little twitch.
Robert marveled at both how wet she was and how it allowed him to
bury deep inside Jeyne's sweet pussy. He pumped inside her at a
rapid-fire speed.
"Put it inside my body," Jeyne panted heatedly, her entire body
twitching around him. "Give me all of your seed. Bury it inside my
body, make me swell up."
"I've got a big load for you," Robert said. "It's a load which belongs in
your sweet, slick, pussy. I'm going to bury everything in your womb."
Jeyne's entire body shifted as her pussy eagerly sought and gobbled
Robert's cock inside her. One more orgasm cascaded through her
body and she closed around him. Her tight pussy walls milked
Robert, who held onto her hips and kept pumping himself into her.
"Oh, you're cum feels really good being buried inside my body!"
Jeyne yelled as the virile King continued drilling inside her hot cunt
and emptied himself inside her.
Robert finished riding Jeyne, and pressed himself against her back,
cupping her breasts while finishing his cock pumping inside her,
before pulling out of her.
Jeyne collapsed onto the bed, with a smile of contentment plastered
on her face.
"My gallant husband is busy escorting a group of fresh acolytes from
the newly formed 'Maidens of the Stag' order from nearby lands.
Which means that his grace will soon have fresh, virgin pussy to
feast on," Leonette informed Robert when she joined at the head
table of the great hall where was breaking his fast.
"So, I thought that best make use of the time before their arrival and
gain your blessing. After all, food and drink alone cannot sate your
appetites, my King," the wife of Garlan Tyrell stated suggestively with
a quirk of her eyebrow. "Although, I have arranged for Aunt Janna
and her daughter Mina Fossoway to stop by as well, I believe you
know them. The morning meal is the most important meal of the day
and I wish to ensure that you are properly satisfied."
"You are dutiful subject, Lady Tyrell. Lead the way," Robert replied
with knowing smile.
Leonette's grin got even wider and she led Robert into a nearby
private chamber where they would not be disturbed.
Like all the chambers of the newly renovated Harrenhal, this one too
was plushly decorated, with a lavish bed that Robert would take
great pleasure in wrecking.
"I hope the room is too his grace's liking," Leonette inquired and
received a nod and smile from her King who instructed to proceed
ahead and Leonette slowly undid her dress, with a naughty smile
crossing her face.
Robert watched as her dress dropped to the ground and she was
dressed in nothing but a black negligee that she was about ready to
burst out of. He saw the tops of her lovely breasts, down to her
smooth and toned stomach, and the apex of her legs, which were
quite shapely. Leonette turned around and he saw the hints of a
black thong that covered her body. The material looked quite
expensive and clung to her, accentuating the blonde's luscious figure
completely.
"Come, O Mighty King and bless this humble servant," Leonette
breathed as she stepped back and Robert shot a predatory smile at
her.
"Oh, you know I will," Robert shot back as he groped her from
behind and then wrapped his arms around her, before kissing her.
Leonette's mind nearly shut down as his tongue worked its way into
her mouth and began to push her lips apart, to work down her throat.
She returned it as she started to remove his tunic, cause his dark
locks with slight streaks of grey to get thrown into disarray. Her hand
snaked down the front of his breeches as she squeezed him nice
and hard to get him in the mood. Not that much stimulation was
required to be honest.
Leonette smiled as she pulled down Robert's breeches and gazed
upon Robert's massive and sturdy meat spear. No matter how many
times she saw it, this hunk of manhood always left the blonde
stunned with amazement. Snapping out of her stupor, she reached
forward, and began running her hand down on him.
"It's nice to look but it's even nicer in your mouth," Robert told her
with a grin, recalling how good Leonette always looked on her knees
in front of him.
"Of course," Leonette answered before her wet hot mouth engulfed
his throbbing cock.
Robert inhaled and exhaled as her talented mouth worked over his
cock with remarkable skill. His cock throbbed in her mouth as she
bobbed her head up and down on it. Leonette pushed herself up and
down on her throat, working over him.
"Damn, fuck, oh yes, yes," Robert breathed as Leonette kept going
down on him.
Leonette closed her eyes as she really worked her mouth around
him. She took his cock down her throat and squeezed his member
tightly. Soon she would have it much more and she felt the rush of
cool air hit her breasts.
Her moans got louder as vibrations were sent up his member for that
was when Robert grabbed her tits and gave them a hearty squeeze.
"Oh, your tits are just divine, Leonette," Robert remarked before as
he ran his hands down her juicy globes, while continuing to trace
patterns down her body.
Leonette closed her eyes as he worshiped her breasts, squeezing
them and she felt the juices pool down from her thighs. She could
not handle it any more, she needed him in her, besides it was as
hard as it was going to get.
Getting up, Leonette moved to swiftly discard the remaining items of
clothing on her body. Soon enough, they all pooled to the floor and
she threw herself at Robert, pushing him back on the bed.
Robert was surprised, not to mention quite pleased as her
passionate kiss attacked his mouth. He knew what he needed to do;
he returned the favor. Leonette was really working her tongue down
his throat and trying to clean his tonsils with her attack. With so
many delectable beauties to choose from, Robert could not give all
of them the same level of attention and clearly Leonette was longing
for his affections. He felt her dripping wet pussy rub up and down his
cock to get the necessary friction. Robert grabbed his hand and
squeezed her tit which caused her to moan in her mouth.
"Time for you to get inside me, Robert," Leonette purred as she
licked her lips.
There was a smile as Robert grabbed Leonette by her hips and
hoisted her up. The next sensation that she felt was his cock
entering her tight pussy and Leonette closed her eyes as she felt his
massive manhood worked into her. She closed her eyes and started
to feel the rush of it. His cock pumped up to meet her.
She was not about to let the King do all of the work and so she
began to ride up and down on his large fleshy spear, causing her
pussy walls to tighten around him. The blonde was having the time
of her life and her breasts bounced with pleasure. Her creamy
globes were a delight as Robert watched them jiggle before his eyes.
Robert did more than watch after a few seconds, he reached up and
groped her tits.
"Mother have mercy!" Leonette screamed as he groped her and
buried his face in between her large tits as he began to feast on the
supple and sweaty flesh mountains on her chest.
Leonette screwed her eyes shut, oh this felt so good, so amazing,
she felt his throbbing cock penetrate her. The blonde really worked
into her hips down onto him, gyrating her sexy body down onto his
member as it slammed up into her. She felt the penetration go
deeper into her pussy and she continued to ride him, continued to
bounce, her breasts swaying and bouncing all of the way.
"You like that don't you," Robert breathed to her.
"Yes, fuck my pussy raw," Leonette moaned as she ground herself
down onto him. All of Robert's prime meat was buried inside her
dripping wet snatch and it brought Leonette to one mind cracking
orgasm after another.
"You want to bear my child, don't you?" Robert asked as he mauled
her tits. "Oh, I can just imagine my babe suckling on these juicy
mounds,"
"Yes, yes…. yes," Leonette breathed as the King's skilled hands
worked their magic on her breasts while she kept hammering him
with her pussy, closing her eyes, moaning and grinding down onto
him as she kept riding him for all that he was worth.
"Why don't we make up for all are time apart?" Robert inquired
playfully as he rolled her over and now the positions was reversed.
"YES, YES! OH FUCK! YES!" Leonette screamed as Robert pumped
himself into her, causing her to be driven to an amazing orgasm.
The blonde's eyes screwed shut and she bit down on her lip as she
felt the pleasure overdrive pass through her body.
Robert smiled as he hammered into her pussy hard from behind her
and Leonette shrieked from the pleasure, barely aware that there
was anything else in the world other than Robert's huge cock. The
door opened behind them as Robert kept slamming her pussy with
his cock.
Mina Fossoway stopped in the doorway and stared at the sight of
her cousin Garlan's wife being hammered on the bed by King Robert
while she was screaming in pleasure. The fact that the King was
fucking anyone, especially a beautiful, attractive female was not
surprising in the least. After all, her mother and their Tyrell relations
had ensured that Mina was inducted into the King's newly
sanctioned harem ahead of all the other hopeful noble maidens who
desired to be bedded by their God King.
Janna Fossoway nee Tyrell turned up shortly after her daughter and
Leonette on the bed, getting drilled hard from above as Robert
speared her with thick length.
Her screams got even more prolific and her babblings got even
incoherent. Leonette was driven to intensity and the fact that she
was somewhat aware that she had an audience, well that made her
even so much wetter. Her pussy was extremely damp as Robert's
cock continued to plunge through her, making lovely sounds as their
sexual organs met together. Her eyelids were open in pleasure.
"Janna, Mina, how lovely for you to drop… ah in," Robert grunted as
he slammed himself into Leonette and she squealed beneath him.
The blonde's eyes were nearly glassed over from the pleasure
overdrive.
"Robert.…. I hope we're not interrupting anything," Janna
commented, while her hands traveled down to her crotch and she
started to rub her clit subconsciously.
"No… not… at… all," Robert grunted as he penetrated his cock into
Leonette's pussy and the blonde lost herself with more screams.
"The more Reach maidens the merrier… but don't you think that
you're both overdressed for the occasion."
Janna smiled as she unbuttoned the dress that she was wearing.
She slowly slid it off her shoulders to reveal the purple bra that was
on for the waist down. She had a sexy body still as always and the
rest of the dress fell to the ground, to reveal the matching purple
satin panties that she had on.
Mina copied her mother's movements, having on a set of lingerie of
similar design to Janna but only green in colour. They watched with
unbridled lust as Robert hammered Leonette for everything that she
was worth.
"You seem like you need a break, Leo," Janna breathed in
Leonette's ear, as she stripped her bra and panties off to reveal her
perfect MILF body that was equipped with nice large tits, a flat
stomach, and wide hips with tapered legs.
"Just….one… more round," Leonette breathed, she wanted to have
the King's seed inside her but he was far more vigorous than she
recalled. His powerful thrusts caused her to become undone before
she passed out from her latest orgasm.
Robert pulled out and Janna took her place, sliding onto him.
"Did you miss me much? I know your bed is never devoid of
beautiful maids but I like to think that we have something special,
Robert," Janna stated sultrily.
"We do, Janna. Each woman has her unique scent and taste,"
Robert told her as he squeezed her breasts as she began to bounce
up and down onto him, squeezing her pussy around him. "And yours
is truly something else."
"Good answer," Janna replied as she felt his cock push into her
pussy and caused her to lose her mind.
Mina patiently awaited her turn before noticing another Robert
standing right behind her. Robert spun her around and pressed her
against the wall, before he pressed his lips against the back of her
neck, rubbing against her entrance.
"What good are my powers, if I have to keep a beauty like you,
waiting for me, my dear," Robert stated as he pulled her green
panties down and revealed her smooth and shaven cunt.
"I'm ready for you, my King, always," the Fossoway maiden stated as
she looked over her shoulder with a saucy smile.
Robert wanted to hear that answer more than anything and so he
plunged himself into her tight folds and kept pumping into her. Mina's
eyes fogged over with an amazing amount of lust and Robert
slammed into her from behind, working into her from behind with
thrust after thrust. The blonde was really close to coming undone
and Robert wanted to make sure he drove her as close to the edge
as he could manage.
"OOH FUCK! SEVEN FUCKING HELLS!" Mina breathed in and out
as the duplicate Robert grabbed her breasts and pumped into her.
"Such a mouth for a highborn maid," Robert cheekily commented as
he pressed her face against the wall, and slammed into her from
behind, working into her.
Leonette was feeling left out and she was determined to have her
taste of Robert. She locked eyes with Janna and Janna got the hint,
tipping Robert back onto the bed. This allowed Leonette to drape her
dripping pussy over Robert's face.
Robert grabbed it and shoved his tongue into her pussy. This Tyrell
good-daughter was going to get more than she bargained for as he
feasted upon the sweet lemony cunt that belonged to Leonette Tyrell
nee Fossoway. It tasted so sweet that he could indulge himself in it
for days and days. His tongue kept trailing its way around it and kept
licking her for everything that she had.
"Yes! Robert, oh fuck, eat that pussy," Leonette breathed as his
tongue continued to taunt her and the blonde responded by grinding
herself down onto his face.
Robert was claiming Leonette's pussy for his own while pumping his
cock into Janna's tight pussy. The mature brunette was enjoying
squeezing the King's member and it was always so warm and snug
inside her that Robert could not even begin to describe the amazing
sensations. She rode up and down on him, going at him at great
speed and Robert lost himself to her sensations, working around and
alternating between grabbing her and Leonette's breasts.
Janna kept herself riding on him although with Robert's divine
stamina it would only be a matter of time before she needed to take
a time out. She saw the duplicate Robert pummel her daughter
against the wall, and that got her hot, which encouraged her to keep
riding this throbbing member for everything that he was worth. The
dark-haired daughter of Olenna Tyrell kept working herself around
him and kept riding him.
"Need a break, Aunt Janna," Leonette breathed as Robert's tongue
did the most amazing things to her pussy. Leonette's eyes closed
shut-in pleasure as he worked inside her. It was amazing how much
of that he worked into her.
"Oh, Mother above… oh, yes…. yes," Leonette panted as she nearly
blacked out and fell onto Janna's breasts which caused the woman
to stop riding Robert while Leonette rested her head on Janna's tits
for a bit.
Meanwhile, Mina was being driven to a new level of erotic passion
as the copy of Robert roamed his hands all over her body. His hands
continued to trail down her, working over her breasts, her flat
stomach, and then trailing down to her legs. All while his rock hard
cock pumped into her juicy pussy, causing sweat to fly and her
passions to intensify.
"YES!"
"YES!"
Leonette and Janna both climaxed at once and then they switched
positions. Janna rode Robert's tongue while Leonette rode Robert's
throbbing cock.
"Your grace, you're going to cum for me, oh this bitch of yours hasn't
been filled up with cum for a long time," Leonette breathed, as she
kept riding him for all that he was worth, her cunt wrapped tightly
around him as he kept working around him.
Robert was about driven to the edge but he wanted to indulge
himself in this group of delicious Reach beauties a little more.
Despite being blocked in sight, his hands still managed to find
Leonette's creamy globes and he manipulated them for all he was
worth. His eyes flushed over as he continued to hammer her with
everything that he had.
"Ahhh…. oh fuck…. oh damn!" Janna squealed as her lover's tongue
gave her a great workout.
Robert kept hammering Leonette's pussy as she rode him and her
walls tightened around him. The blonde kept driving herself up and
down around him as the orgy in the chamber continued to heighten.
His balls finally tightened as he sent his hot load into her waiting
pussy. She clenched him and milk the thrusts as Janna released her
juices on his face.
Mina too lost herself and nearly blacked out when the duplicate
Robert that drilled her against the wall came inside her as well.
All were satisfied after what seemed like hours of hot and passionate
sex.
Not long after, Robert's copy returned to him and walked forward
before slapping his palm to Robert in a high five motion and was
absorbed back into the original version.
"Now, that's how one should break his morning fast," Robert
chuckled out loud.
Robert was seated in his solar at Harrenhal, going over the missives
received from the capital, when there was a knock on the door. A
moment later, Melisandre entered with a beaming smile upon her
face.
"You look quite pleased with yourself, Mel. What's the matter?"
Robert asked, with a curious grin blooming on his face.
"I've achieved success in the task that you bequeathed to me," the
Red Priestess answered. "Well, at least in part."
After their mind-blowing romp at the capital when the Red Woman
had donned the appearance of several of his current concubines
during their coupling, Robert had been struck with the idea that
perhaps the Red Woman could simulate the appearance of women
who were no longer in the world. Though initially thoughtful of her
King's request, Melisandre had concluded that if she could gather a
remnant of the deceased woman along with objects that held
personal significance to said woman. Not to mention a small quantity
of Robert's divine blood as well. Then it was theoretically possible to
mimic their form using her shadow magic.
"Truly, and what do you mean in part?" Robert exclaimed happily and
his spiritual advisor went onto explain how she had managed to
create a copy of one of the King's past conquests back to the world
of the living. But there were certain catches to her success.
"Taking the guise of a dead woman is no easy parlor trick, my liege
and there were always going to be some complications. After
consulting with my fellow mages, I realized that if one were to take
the form then there was a good chance that they would be stuck in it
for the rest of their days, with no way to revert back to their original
self," Melisandre began to explain the complexities of her labor.
"Fortunately, the order of the 'Maidens of the Stag' have provided us
with a good number of willing commonfolk maids who were eager to
be of service to their divine King."
The Red Priestess stated that she selected the most suitable women
from their newest recruits to undergo a rigorous form of mental
conditioning, much like the one that Daenerys had endured, but only
far more intense. These girls were completely stripped of their
identity and memories of past life, rendering them to nothing more
than a blank canvas upon which Melisandre painted the image and
persona of Robert's dead lovers.
"So, if I understand this correctly, then these recruits actually believe
themselves to be my long dead former lovers, who think that they
were resurrected by the Gods to serve me as my reward for saving
the world," Robert asked the Red Woman who nodded in consent
and explained that due to the potency of the spell these women were
now trapped in those forms forever and with access to their subject's
memories, they truly believed themselves to be the real deal.
"I know when word of dead women walking among the living
spreads, it could chaos. But if we play this right, then we can utilize
this development to further cement proof of your divinity in the eyes
of the masses," Melisandre stated, having anticipated how things
could play out in advance.
"Think of it, my King, the Gods have raised these dead noblewomen
and charged them with the duty of serving his grace in every way as
a reward for his glorious victory over the forces of the Great Other,"
the woman from Asshai stated with a zealous flourish. "It would be
the greatest testament to your divine legacy."
"I like the sound of that. But we need to time this properly," Robert
said with pleased smirk and inquired on how far this little endeavor
had progressed.
"I am pleased to report that we have successfully prepared the first
of your resurrected conquests. The woman now truly believes herself
to be Lady Joanna Lannister, wife to the late Lord Tywin and mother
of Queen Cersei and Lord Tyrion," Melisandre said with a smile. "I
am certain that not even the Queen would be able to distinguish
between our copy of her lady mother and the deceased original.
"But perhaps, his grace would like to put her to the test to see if any
further instruction is required or not," the devious Shadowbinder
added with suggestive quirk of her eyebrows.
"Aye, that sounds like a splendid idea," Robert responded with a
devious glint in his eyes. "Arrange a discreet rendezvous, so that I
can put Lady Joanna to the test."
Robert moved towards the bedchamber located on the top floor of
the Tower of Ghosts. A fitting place for an encounter with a long dead
lover, the King mused to himself as he entered the chamber. Like all
the chambers in the King's new pleasure palace, this one was
furnished with high quality furniture. Its wardrobe was fully stocked
with rich, exotic dresses and lingerie while its drawers and vanities
contained expensive scents, oils and jewels worthy of a highborn
noble lady.
As he closed the doors, Robert's eyes were greeted by the sight of
none other than Joanna Lannister. She moved from behind the
changing screen dressed in white shift that extended down to her
knees. Her damp golden locks conveying the fact that she had just
finished bathing.
"Finally, a familiar face though it seems a bit older than I remember.
But nonetheless handsome, I would say. I suppose that foreign
Priestess was telling the truth of my death and all that has transpired
since then," Joanna said. "Oh, where are my manners. Greetings,
your grace…. Or should I say good son. It seems that Tywin finally
made a royal match for Cersei, just as he always intended."
"Please call me Robert, Joanna. You and I know each other far too
well to stand of formality," Robert said, taking care to maintain the
narrative created by Melisandre. "And while I might be a little older
and greyer than you remember, you my lady are every bit as lovely
as I recall."
"Still a shameless charmer, I see," Joanna replied with a smile.
As the duo conversed about all that had happened since their last
meeting all those years ago, Robert was reminded that while Cersei
had inherited all of Joanna's beauty. The witty and kind nature of
Tywin's wife had not been passed onto the current Queen of
Westeros.
For a brief while, even Robert seemed to forget that the woman
before him was not the real Joanna Lannister but a meticulously
crafted magical copy created by blood magic and the sacrifice of
some nameless commonfolk girl.
Melisandre had not lied when she said that her magical forged
copies would be indistinguishable from the original woman. Not only
did the woman before him look exactly like the late Lady of the Rock.
But the manner in which she moved, spoke and even smiled were
identical to the woman from Robert's memories.
"So, the Priestess tells me that I have been raised from the grave to
serve the savior of the world," Joanna chuckled morosely. "And if
that is true, the Gods are truly twisted creatures. They send me back
to a world where my husband and eldest son are dead and ask me
to be a mistress to the husband of my only daughter."
"And I suppose that these fine trappings and luxuries are meant to
help me accept my ordained fate as a King's concubine," Joanna
said with a little bite, gesturing towards the wardrobe and vanity.
Sensing that this copy was veering towards dangerous thoughts,
Robert employed the verbal cues that had been ingrained into
Joanna's mind during her conditioning to bring her back to a more
pleasant mood. The King of Westeros also explained to his
supposed good-mother of the arrangement that he had with her
daughter and that any relations between them would not be an
issue.
"But, if you are uncomfortable to accept your new role, then that is
good and well. Disappointing, but not an issue," Robert said, feigning
casualness and disinterest. "You can refuse all of my gifts without
fear of offense. Though I should point out that the shift that you are
wearing also belongs to me."
"Well, it's not like you can use it, Robert" Joanna answered cheekily
with a mischievous smirk upon her face. "Though, if you really want
to, you can take it off of me."
Joanna moved closer to Robert, to the point where they were almost
touching each other.
"I hope that time has not dulled your skills in the bedroom," Joanna
stated huskily. "Because, I'd be really upset if you weren't the man
that I remember."
"Oh, my dear. Like a fine wine, my skills have only improved with
age," Robert replied.
The two leaned together, with Joanna kissing Robert, and Robert
kissing her back. Oh, and he could kiss just as well as she
remembered, if not better. Joanna found herself almost floating on
air from the warmth that was spreading through her body. Robert put
his hand on her lower back to steady her as he moved to nibble on
her jaw.
The two broke apart with a smile.
"Wow," Joanna said. "You're just as incredible as I remember."
"Well, shall we?" Robert asked.
"Maybe you can try to claim this shift back from me," Joanna said
playfully. "If anything at all."
The naughty lioness walked towards the bed, with Robert in pursuit
of her swaying ass.
Just as Joanna neared the post of the bed, Robert grabbed her
hand, spinning her around and pulled her into a passionate lip-lock.
All she could do to respond was rub Robert's shoulders. Oh, those
muscles, they were just as toned and formed as Joanna recalled.
Robert's fingers swooped down, rubbing every inch of her body.
Joanna broke out into a sweat of pleasure. Every touch made
Joanna just squirm and long for what Robert did to her. He pushed
his fingers down against her backside, squeezing it hard and
releasing it. Oh, Joanna almost passed out from the pleasure of what
Robert did to her, releasing her ass with a couple of very swift and
vigorous pumps.
The two pulled away from the kiss, and Robert put his hands
underneath the shift. Joanna flashed him a smoky smile, every time
Robert touched it. She could not help and be bombarded by the lust
which just swam over her body.
Robert uncovered Joanna's body by slowing pulling the shift off of
her. The mature lioness's beautiful body exposed in all of its glory, as
Robert descended her down onto the bed. He looked over Joanna's
naked form trying to see if the copy was different to the original one
that was burned into his memory. But to his pleasure, he could not
find any difference. Tight ass, generous breasts, and long beautiful
legs, stretching down for miles.
"Beautiful," Robert rasped, with lust burning in his eyes.
Joanna Lannister was the personification of a true golden beauty,
with even Cersei and Myrcella paling in comparison. Healthy skin,
nice breasts, a flat stomach, nice long legs, and a wide ass.
Oh, that stuck up Tywin had been one lucky man indeed. But then
again, Robert and even Aerys had fortunate in terms of basking in
the beauty of this golden goddess at a certain time.
Robert leaned in on top of her and kissed her body, covering her with
his affection. Joanna closed her eyes, with each kiss stimulating a
new crevice of her body. Oh, Robert did know how to make a woman
feel great, not that Joanna had a single doubt about this, she had
prior experience after all. She let out a very vigorous breath, the
further that Robert made his way down to her. Her emerald eyes
locked onto him, as the want and need hit her hard.
"Do it," Joanna begged him.
A smile crossed Robert's face as he stopped, licking down Joanna's
belly button, and then moving closer to her wet pussy. Joanna's
thighs parted and allowed Robert to dive down between her legs. No
question about it, Joanna's mind almost collapsed from the pleasure.
Robert ate Joanna out, causing her mind to enter a state of foggy
lust, the further he went down into her pussy, licking her all over. Oh,
Joanna… there's no question about this. She longs for more, longs
for every touch, every swipe of Robert's tongue.
The loud pop of Robert's mouth slurping her pussy inflamed her and
Joanna's eyes closed shut. Oh, so good… so good… so beautiful,
so wonderful. Joanna hitched in several deep breaths as Robert
made sure to pleasure her in every single way imaginable.
Joanna grabbed onto the back of Robert's head and pushed him
deeper between her wet thighs. The powerful warrior King going
down on her like this most certainly brought a new life and a great
fire into her.
Robert stroked her all over, with Joanna's desire increasing with
each touch. Those fingers sent unprecedented warmth and vigor all
over Joanna's body, the rate at which she squirmed almost made
Robert grin in satisfaction. He swirled a tongue deep into her and the
lioness exploded. Lips pursed together, Joanna closed her eyes and
basked in this moment. Robert sucked up all of her juices like the
sweet juices from a tasty, ripe peach.
The moment that Robert came up, Joanna yanked at his tunic. She
pulled the tunic over Robert's head and sent his dark hair into
disarray. Not that Joanna minded at all, oh no, she did not mind at
all. She leaned in and attacked Robert with numerous white-hot
kisses, smacking her mouth down onto him.
Robert reached behind Joanna and squeezed her ass, tightly
pressing against it from behind. Joanna worshipped Robert's front
side, just as vigorously as he worshipped the rest of her body earlier.
Joanna smacked her mouth down onto him, sucking his lip and
going in.
"I want you," Joanna breathed.
"I know," Robert replied in a breathy tone as well.
The two kissed each other before Joanna grabbed hold of Robert's
breeches and started to unbuckle them. Soon, the breeches were
tossed aside and a very sizeable piece of man meat almost whacked
Joanna in the face.
"Oh my, has it gotten bigger since our last time?" Joanna inquired in
a stunned voice.
Oh, she could nearly pass out by the size of his manhood and that
was just by looking at it. Joanna took it into her hand, experimenting
with it. She leaned in, crawling onto Robert's lap.
Robert smiled when his gorgeous good-mother, looked at him with
lust in her eyes. There was this unknown pull deep in her mind that
compelled her to prove herself to Robert, and Joanna knew what she
had to do. She closed in, almost lowering down onto him. The
moisture of her pussy closed in, almost taking Robert into her.
Joanna lowered herself down onto Robert. The second that she
dropped down; Joanna knew she had struck gold.
"FUCKING INCREDIBLE! OOHHH…. YOU MONSTER OF A MAN!"
Joanna yelled in delight.
Oh, fuck did Robert ever bury himself into her so deep. Robert
squeezed Joanna's tight ass and bounced her up and down on his
cock. The sexual energy bombarding Joanna while she rode Robert
was extremely hot. Her thighs burned with everlasting lust, and
Robert was the only one that could satisfy this urge. Joanna
tightened the grip around Robert. The lovers embraced when making
out, on the ride. Joanna's fingers danced into position, tugging on
the back of Robert's head.
Oh, it was spectacular, just simply spectacular. Joanna could not
have enough as Robert's tongue continued to work wonders in
blinding her, with pleasure. Their mouths pressing together made
Joanna hunger for so much more. Robert tugged on the back of her
golden locks and rocked back, sending Joanna into convulsion.
Robert clutched Joanna's tight ass to send more pleasure shooting
into her nerve endings, causing her to tremble with pleasure. Robert
kissed the side of her neck and sucked on Joanna's earlobe, making
her just squirm for him.
"Are we having fun now?" Robert asked.
"YES!"
Joanna exclaimed as she clamped down onto him, her first orgasm
since her resurrection from the grave went beyond all her
expectations. The moment that Joanna came, Robert closed his
fingers down onto her nipple, sending a greater stimulation through
her. Joanna's mouth opened and shut, in response.
"UGHHH… ARGHHHH…..OHHHH" Joanna squealed out loud
incoherently.
Waves of pleasure struck Joanna as she rocked up and down onto
Robert, their eyes locked together in one heated stare-down. It was
so hot, but then Joanna pulled away, her pussy still dripping. The
sensual lioness put herself on her hands and knees and began
crawling away from Robert. One swipe of Robert's meaty finger
down Joanna's sexy back ended with the alleged mother of the
Queen Cersei, wiggling said finger into her pussy.
"You want some of this, don't you?" Joanna asked saucily.
Wiggling her enticing ass as she showed Robert all that he wanted.
The Storm King's blue orbs darkened with several shades of lust,
and he wrapped his arms tightly around Joanna from behind. The
second that he positioned himself, it was just natural what was going
to happen next. Robert pushed back into Joanna.
"YES! OHH… YES! FUCK THAT'S IT!" Joanna moaned at the top of
her lungs
"THERE'S THE FILTHY LION BITCH THAT I REMEMBER!"
Robert barked out loud as he plowed Joanna from behind with
several long thrusts. The squeeze of her perfect, soft ass, allowed
Robert to sway back and forth to plant himself deeper inside of her.
Big balls cracking down onto her thighs. Robert knew that Joanna
wanted this, and craved his touch.
Sensations started to hit Joanna at a feverish pitch. She clamped
down tightly, practically doing push-ups as Robert slammed into her
tight body. The copy of Joanna Lannister had the exact same
pleasure centres as the original and Robert had quickly refamiliarised himself with all of the right spots to touch.
"You're a real wild cat, Joanna," Robert grunted with a smirk. "And
you're all mine now, aren't you?"
"Yes! But if I'm being honest, I became yours during are shared night
of passion at Casterly Rock all those years ago," Joanna replied
pantingly. "No other man has ever made me feel the way you can,
Robert. Not Tywin, not Aerys…. no one else. And now once again
you've made me your woman… with that big cock…. ooh right
there… that's the spot!"
Robert worshipped Joanna's body and it made her feel great. Those
fingers worked their magic and Joanna's eyes flashed over, knowing
precisely what Robert needed to do to make go over the edge.
A mind-shattering orgasm topped off Joanna from behind. Robert
pulled out of Joanna and left her on the bed. Robert pulled her over
and leaned down, kissing her mouth, her neck, and then taking a
grand tour all over the mature Lannister matriarch's perfect body.
Joanna was sprawled out on the bed, with Robert paying attention to
her breasts and flat belly, stroking them extremely fast, before
kissing them and sending sexual electricity through her entire being.
And then, Robert did something which drove Joanna more insane
with lust than ever before. He grounded his thick cock all the way
down her body, spending some time lingering at her perfectly flat
stomach, making her wetter than usual.
"Oh, someone is horny," Robert teased.
"I can't stand this anymore," Joanna pleaded. "Give me everything…
give it to me now."
The sparks of lust emitted from her the second that Robert slid into
her. Joanna thirsted for Robert to drive into her again and Robert did
his best job to quench that insatiable thirst. Each movement sent
Robert faster and deeper into her. The next movement almost made
Joanna lose her mind with pleasure.
"Mother save me! You're a real demon between the sheets, Robert!"
Joanna moaned sensually as Robert cupped onto her breasts,
before moving down her body and then returning back to her
breasts. The stimulation of her pleasure centres brought Joanna into
a place which the lioness never even thought possible. Yet, one
which she did not deny felt very good as Robert rocked back and
forth, pumping into her.
"Your daughter and grand-daughter are marvellous lays, Joanna. But
they cannot compete with the original sexual lioness that you are!"
Robert whispered huskily into her ear as he ground up against
Joanna, pumping her breasts with each thrust. Oh, each thrust drove
Robert deeper in and Joanna tightened even more around Robert.
Every step brought her closer to the orgasm.
Joanna's core flared up with lust, with Robert slowing down just
enough to make Joanna think about it. Joanna could not, she could
not fight the tide of what was coming. Yet, Robert knew what he
could do to make Joanna go.
Slow thrusts followed, which were then replaced with fast thrusts as
Robert did everything in his power to utterly pummel Joanna and
take her for a long ride into the bed. Robert worshipped her legs with
several powerful strokes.
"Oh… yes, yes… you sexual fiend! Fuck me! Fuck meeee…" Joanna
babbled, as her mind and body were overwhelmed by Robert's
expert ministrations.
"I bet you'd like nothing better than to cum right now."
Robert said before slowing down in order to dictated the pace, and
caused Joanna's body to light on fire. Her loins were inflamed with
lust and more burning desire than she could bother to admit. Oh,
fuck, Robert knew exactly how to make Joanna his and drive deep
into her.
The pleasure built up into Joanna's body. The very second that she
clamped onto him, those juices threatened the explode and flow,
coating every inch of Robert's engorged manhood. He pushed
deeper into Joanna, slapping down onto her.
Robert alternated between pounding Joanna quickly and slowing
down, knowing all too well what he was doing. Joanna had no words,
and could only dig her nails into Robert's back in an attempt to get
him to speed up.
The teasing continued until Joanna was practically gushing. Then,
Robert did something else to make her drool. Slowly, Robert
smacked two thick balls down onto Joanna. Robert measured the
movements very careful.
Joanna begged for Robert to do it again. And Robert did it again,
performing the vigorous action of slapping his balls down onto
Joanna's wonderful flesh. The seconds passed along, and Joanna
longed for even more.
"You're getting close again," Robert rasped.
Oh, those thick balls did a pretty good job in making Joanna drool.
Robert measured his thrusts, working a bit deeper into Joanna and
allowing her wet pussy walls to close down around him. Joanna
made such sounds that would make even the most seasoned of
whores' blush, while squirming underneath Robert.
All the while, Robert reached his orgasm, slowly, but surely, while
also bringing Joanna straight to hers. Robert leaned in and pressed
against Joanna's nice breasts, sending her flaring up into endless
lust.
The minute that Robert stormy blue eyes locked onto Joanna's
emerald orbs, it was pure sexual magic. He stared straight in her
eyes while edging closer. The clenching of her wet inner walls
around him showed Robert precisely how much she wanted.
Oh, the mature but exquisitely, beautiful body of Joanna Lannsiter
was worthy of a nice thick load, and Robert was eager to grant it. He
allowed the load in his balls to build up and allowed Joanna's
anticipation to build up with it. His fingers whirled with endless
motions, making Joanna leak over him.
"You're getting close too, aren't you?" Joanna asked. "I don't want
you to pull out."
Those tight pussy muscles flexed around Robert's member, and
made it very hard to concentrate. Oh, Joanna's vaginal muscle
control was a thing of beauty without doubt. It was no wonder that
both Tywin Lannister and Aerys Targaryen engaged in a silent feud
over the golden goddess.
Robert closed down onto her, enjoying Joanna's body, before
deciding that it was now time to let her cum as he teetered over the
edge.
"OOOHHHHHH… SEVEN HELLS!"
The release inside of Joanna made her body go wild with lust and
she exclaimed her feelings very vocally. She clamped down onto
Robert, sending jolts over the handsome man's body.
The milking of her wet walls signalled just how close they were to the
climax. Joanna clamped down to finally get Robert to pop inside of
her. The flood of seed exploded into Joanna, and coated her insides
with so much thick and gooey cream that it almost felt obscene,
beyond obscene in fact.
Robert touched Joanna's body and squeezed her tits, making her cry
out in passion. Both enjoyed the ride, their mutual orgasms getting to
be extremely hot. The second that they shuddered to a stop, Joanna
wrapped her arms and legs around Robert's body. Robert pulled
Joanna in tightly, and covered her lips and mouth with kisses.
"If the Gods will me to be your paramour, who am I to deny their will,"
Joanna said, conveying her consent to her new role in this supposed
second life of hers.
"Glad to hear it. Perhaps, you can teach your daughter and the other
Lannister maidens on how to properly please a King," Robert
responded and received a playful slap on the cheek from his alleged
good-mother.
Everything about this felt right for Joanna and she felt really good
from what Robert did to her. Joanna sat up on the bed, and leaned
into Robert, pushing herself ever so closer onto him. Her wet pussy
rubbed up against Robert.
"Well, we're still naked in the fun way," Joanna said. "And I know
you're up for more fun."
More fun, oh, Robert could never argue against some more fun.
Especially with the blonde beauty rubbing up against his crotch. He
grabbed Joanna's ass and pulled her in closer, making her just break
out into a moan as their loins came closer to finding each other.
Robert impaled Joanna down and she loved the sensation of being
filled up again by his massive manhood.
"Let's make up for all the lost time, shall we?"
Robert stated and started pumping in and out of Joanna with
increased speed until their orgasms approached. It would be a long
ride until that point, so they just enjoyed indulging in each other. And
there would be many more ways to enjoy each other.
All of the sexual tension burst out as Robert and Joanna explored
their new relationship in every position possible. The resurrected
wife of the late Tywin Lannister laid down face first on the bed, while
Robert plowed into her, and sent a silent prayer of thanks to the
Gods for granting her this second chance.
After a few more rounds of passionate fucking, Joanna Lannister fell
into a slumber from exhaustion and Robert wrapped his arm around
her, as the duo cuddled in bed.
Thanks to divine stamina, Robert was experiencing only the slightest
amounts of fatigue despite the intense love-making that he had
indulged in for quite a few hours. And as he looked upon the face of
magically created flawless copy, the King's mind travelled back in
time to his encounter with the original Lady of the Rock.
Upon hearing the short thumping outside the door of one the vaults,
located beneath Casterly Rock, Lady Joanna Lannister moves to
answer it.
It was widely believed that the vaults were no longer used after the
last vein of gold had dried up in this section of the mountain fortress.
But Joanna's husband, Tywin Lannister, the Lord of Casterly Rock
had repurposed a few of the discarded vaults into impromptu
bedchambers, within which he satisfied his baser urges with the
harlots of Lannisport discreetly.
Her husband had used his cunning to create a secret tunnel between
Casterly Rock and Lannisport, so that his harlots could move to and
fro, for their romps with him, without ever risking detection. In truth,
Joanna did not begrudge Tywin his infidelity as she too was guilty of
the same sin. But did resent him for not offering her the same
courtesy. Because while Tywin engaged in adultery to satiate his
manly urges and wounded pride, Joanna's participation in the sinful
act was due to the coercion of King Aerys. As time went by, the Lady
of Casterly Rock developed a silent loathing towards both her
husband and her forced lover, the King, for the misery and shame
they heaped upon her.
But tonight, Joanna would have some measure of vindication as she
would use Tywin's secret love nest to fulfil her own desire. While
both he and Aerys were engaged in Lannisport, perpetuating their
silent rivalry.
The Lady of Casterly Rock flips her golden blonde hair away to gaze
properly through the spy hole and ensure that it was her intended
guest standing outside the chamber and not some unwanted
intruder. After confirming the identity of her guest, she unlocks the
door and allows the young man to enter within.
"I was worried that you wouldn't show up."
Joanna Lannister said with a smile, taking in the sight of the youth
who is a good number of years younger than her. Though no one
could tell it due to her natural beauty and fit physique.
It was widely held notion that men always preferred younger women.
And while it held true for most older men, Joanna had recently
concluded that younger men seem to a knack for more mature
women. After all, how else could one explain the presence of Robert
Baratheon within the chamber. The Stormlord had amazed all with
his performance in the melee of the tourney at Lannisport a few days
earlier, attracting more than a fair share of attention from the young
maidens as well. But for some reason, the young Stag had been
more receptive to Joanna's highly discreet overtures than most of
the more brazen approaches taken by the younger women.
The Lannister matriarch was not some naïve young maid to think
that the Baratheon youth had fallen for her. His burgeoning
reputation as a ladies' man had made its way to the Westerlands as
well. Joanna knew that reason behind Robert's acceptance of her
proposal was his desire to add the wife of a powerful Lord
Paramount and alleged mistress to the King as a notch to his
bedpost. A fact that she was perfectly comfortable with, provided the
young Lord of the Stormlands practiced a great level of discretion
and secrecy in regards to their encounter. Not to mention, satisfy
Joanna's longing for a night of passion with a virile and enthusiastic
lover.
"Apologies, my lady. I got delayed." Robert replied in a tone, that
conveyed he regretted making her wait.
"Making a beautiful lady wait is practically a criminal offense, Lord
Robert," Joanna stated with a playful smile. "Perhaps, you should be
punished."
She then steps over wearing a black silk robe which comes down to
her mid-thighs. Her silky stockings remain visible on the other side of
the robe. Robert moves behind her for a second and places his
hands on her waist. A small shiver comes over Joanna the second
they touch.
"I'm concerned that you're the one guilty of a crime, Lady Lannister,"
Robert whispers sensually.
Another touch causes Joanna's attention to divert from the
conversation. A second passes with Robert's hot breath hitting
Joanna. His fingers dip down to the sash on her robe.
"And prey tell what crime is that, Lord Baratheon?" Joanna asks, her
arousal climbing with each passing moment.
"Robbing the cradle," Robert responds with a nibble on Joanna's
neck, causing tingles to travel down her spine. "How do you plead?"
"Guilty as charged," Joanna replies and pulls away from Robert,
while smiling down at her younger lover.
A moment later Joanna is engaged in a heated lip-lock with him. The
predatory kiss that she delivers causes Robert's hands to move over
the waist of the Lady of Casterly Rock, causing her to shift ever so
slightly in his grip.
The next play results in Joanna's robes coming completely open and
revealing her breasts contained in a lacy black teddy, along with a
black thong, garter belt, and stockings.
"Oh my, that's quite the outfit, Lady Lannister," Robert states after
admiring the exotic nightwear.
"One of the perks of being married to the wealthiest man in
Westeros," Joanna informs Roberts before shoving her younger
lover onto the bed and jumping on top of him with the agility of a
woman half her age.
Joanna attacks her younger lover with a constant barrage of kisses.
Each of them lights up Robert's body. She rubs his chest and kisses
him. After making quick work of his tunic, Joanna bombards Robert's
chest with numerous kisses that cause him to burn up with desire.
Robert closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations of Joanna
attacking his body, as she made sure to leave no inch unworshipped
from her talented mouth. Her fingers dip down low and cup Robert's
crotch though his breeches.
"Damn, you're amazing."
Joanna merely smiled at the compliment and moved to remove his
breeches. They come off and Robert's lengthy cock springs up and
hits the older woman in the face. She grabs onto the sizeable
member with a lewd smile.
"I'm going to use both hands to jerk this big cock. I love milking a
nice young stud dry of his cum, and then a little bit more."
Joanna said hungrily as her hard pumping sent tingles through
Robert's body. He could feel the pleasure coursing through his nerve
endings as Joanna worked him down with measure motions and
jerks on his rock-hard cock. Every time the Lioness slides down to
the edge it brought Robert a fresh dosage of pleasure.
Joanna panties were completely soaked by the feeling of this cock in
her hands. But she keeps pumping him until his cock rises up just a
tiny bit higher. Joanna wraps her lips around him and takes him deep
into her throat.
"By the Gods! Your mouth is amazing. You suck my cock like… oh
god!"
The younger man's mind is completely blown away by a whole range
of emotion. With Joanna feeling a certain level of vindication of
pleasure to have Robert Baratheon at the mercy of her mouth. She
gropes his balls while sucking him off. The sounds and grunts of
pleasure coming from the warrior youth made Joanna feel really
good about herself in the moment.
Robert pumps his hips up to really drive deep into Joanna's mouth.
Her talented mouth sucks him with precision, causing his balls start
to ache ever so slightly. The dark-haired Baratheon reached over
and tries to grab onto the back of Joanna's head.
The wife of Tywin Lannister releases Robert from her mouth and
starts to slowly stroke his cock with her right hand while taking his
balls into the left to squeeze them.
"Why don't you shower me with a nice, heavy shower of seed, Lord
of the Stormlands?" Joanna requested in a tantalizing tone.
Robert's nether region muscles tightened from the working that
Joanna performed on him. And he could not hold back the creamy
explosion which is all but imminent. And with a grunt of pleasure,
Robert blasts Joanna directly in the face.
Joanna takes a cum shot directly in the face. The juices of the
younger man make Joanna feel like a freshly flowered maiden all
over again. She keeps pumping on Robert's cock and making sure
all of the cum drains out. Taking care to catch several droplets on her
tongue like it's a snow flake.
The mature Lannister lady releases him and turns ever so slightly to
give Robert a nice view of her thong clad ass, before slipping it off to
show off her pussy. Joanna collects the seed that he left on her face
with her fingers and locks eyes with him.
"Now, pay close attention, young man. I doubt any of your young
floozies could display this kind of skill and talent."
Joanna stated with a smile and proceeded to take one finger at a
time into her mouth to suck the seed off. Robert's cock finds new life
at the erotic sight, especially when the pussy and ass of this mature
woman also start to call for him.
Soon it becomes too much to bear and Robert dives in, to rip her
thong off and goes deep inside of her to start eating Joanna out. His
tongue moves in measured swirls and causes Joanna to breath out
in pleasure.
Joanna pops a breast out of her lingerie to play with the nipple while
the young Stag munches on her pussy, attacking the outer lips and
going on the inside with equal vigor. His fingers sticking to her ass
also bring Joanna to a pleasurable breathing.
"That's right! Eat my fucking pussy! Show me how you please a
woman! Do it! Fucking lick me until I spurt all over your fucking face!"
The filthy talk of the highborn lady and the spicy taste of her cunt
prove to be an addiction for Robert. He buries himself deep between
Joanna's thighs and works her over. Her gushing pussy makes
Robert's member rock-hard as well. The feeling and the need to be
inside this golden goddess reaches a boiling point and Robert knows
that he cannot hold out much longer.
Joanna turns around with a saucy smile on her face. She grabs
Robert's hard cock and squeezes it hard and teasingly inquires.
"Is it so hard that it hurts?"
"Aye" Robert nods as the older woman manipulates his cock.
"Mmm! Maybe I should do something about that."
Joanna muses out loud before pushing herself onto him and
mounting his lap. Robert's manhood grows harder than ever and
primed to slip between her pussy lips and go balls deep inside of her.
Her wetness stains the cock's tip and provides the dark-haired youth
with an easy entrance.
The warm and snug walls of the gorgeous Lady Joanna Lannister
wrap around Robert's member as he slides into her.
"OH FUCK… IT FEELS INCREDIBLE!" Joanna exclaims.
The friction brings a new pleasure, causing Joanna to wrap her legs
around his waist and start pumping him inside. A groan comes from
Robert the further and faster Joanna rises and drops upon his cock.
"It feels good! I make you feel good!"
Robert proclaims with a grunt and receives two beautiful, round and
perky breasts in front of his face in response. He leans in and
nibbles on Joanna's fleshy orbs, while she leans back and moans
frantically in her young lover's ear.
"That's it! Make me feel good! Use your mouth and make me
scream! You know that's what you want! You know that's what I
want!"
Joanna pumped up and down on him, causing the tension to rise.
Then, she slows down just enough and reaches down to pinch the
base of his cock. Robert's eyes widen as she expertly manages to
stave off his coming orgasm.
"Not yet, I still want to play. Just wait."
Joanna whispers with a predatory smile adorning her face. The two
meet once again when Joanna pushes down onto him and encases
Robert deep inside her, making sure that every inch of him passes
inside of her wet, warm walls.
"Oh, my lady! What manner of witch are you?" Robert rhetorically
groans out oud while Joanna milks him for everything that he's
worth.
"You know something? There is nothing like riding a young stud and
making him groan, especially one whose strong and powerful. After
being with me, can you even count those young green girls that
you've bedded till now as true women?"
Robert neither confirms or denies her thoughts and focussed on
working Joanna's breasts the way that he knew would drive crazy.
This dalliance was one of the riskiest ventures that Robert had ever
taken, especially when both the husband and the previous lover of
the lady in question were men who were known throughout the realm
for their brutal and sadistic approach in dealing with those who have
slighted them in the most mundane of ways. But all of Robert's cares
and fears melted away as the sensual beauty little rode him and
milked his balls close to completion.
But once again, Lady Lannister pulled away and staved off his
orgasm. She flashes Robert a predatory smile that brings the lion of
her house's sigil to the forefront of his mind.
Joanna turns herself around and lines her wet pussy up with his
cock. A smile blooms over Robert's face as he reaches to grab onto
Joanna's ample breasts and squeezes them. The sexy lioness slides
down onto his meat spear and pushes it deep inside of her, while
Robert clings onto her body.
"FUUCCKKK…. HEEELLSSS! YES! FUCK MY PUSSY RAW!
COME ON, YOU SAVAGE BEAST! RAVAGE ME!"
Joanna screamed on the top of her lungs, throwing her head back as
Robert hits all of the spots that drive her completely nuts. The older
woman's heat only increases as she continues teasing the young
man beneath her wet pussy.
With him teasing her just as much in return. Joanna rocks back on
Robert and utilizes every movement to brings her young lover
deeper inside.
"It looks like you're going to lose it too," Robert said after observing
his partner's flushed state.
The comment was answered with nothing more than a saucy smile
coming from Joanna, who just kept pumping away and working
Robert inside of her warm body. The wetness of her pussy walls
caresses every single inch of Robert's member until the moment
where he fills her up and releases her. He holds onto her ample
chest and she moans with pleasure.
The younger man's youthful stamina and enthusiasm manages to
break some of her resolve and Joanna finds herself on an intense
ride of pleasure. Acknowledging how good Robert has made her
feel, she concludes it's time for her to finish.
From this experience, Robert has reached the conclusion that older
women can be many things. Assertive, aggressive, and possessing
the strong ability to know what they want and how to make their
partners give it to them. But at the same time, they're satisfying in a
way that younger maidens are not.
Robert holds onto Joanna's hips and the sizzling sound of their flesh
slapping together brings him closer to his release. He continues to
hold on and buries himself deep inside of her. Stars begin to dance
before Joanna's eyes the further that she slides down on Robert.
"I want you… I want you to finish!" Joanna pants, her eyes fluttering
from the overload of pleasure.
A reach to her right breast and squeeze almost causes Joanna's
emotions to unglue, but she manages to hold it together.
"Are you sure?" Robert inquires while making sure to tease her just
as much as she has teased him.
Joanna flexes her pussy muscles against the intruding member in
answer to this teasing. Which in turn makes Robert respond, by
hammering her and making this feel so good. Joanna's desire for her
young lover bubbles to the surface. He makes her feel so good and
the feeling appears to be mutual.
Finally, everything comes crashing down. Robert bursts and drives
his cock deep inside of Joanna's waiting and wet pussy. He holds on
and keeps pumping away until completely finished. The feeling of a
long-awaited release brings great joy to her body.
"Ahhh… that's fucking amazing! Perhaps, there is some merit to the
saying that no creature can rut like a Stag!" Joanna exclaims happily
before letting out a soothing laugh.
The cream pie filling Joanna causes the mature lioness's body to
seize up. Though, she exercises caution enough by making a mental
note to taking moon tea to avoid any potential hassles.
Robert pulls out with his cock giving one more shuddering spurt and
staining her stocking clad thighs. A smile crosses his face as he
slinks back onto the bed. Joanna crawls over to Robert and snuggles
into his chest.
"Can you stay for a little longer?" Joanna asks with a smile, while
tracing lazy patterns into his muscled chest.
"Certainly. If that is what you want, my lady," Robert replied.
"Perfect," Joanna tell him and starts easing closer down south to his
abs, with no intent of stopping.