A Royal "Coming" of Age

A Royal "Coming" of Age

Synopsis: This is not a full story. There is no plot. It's just a sex scene with no context. I may add more over time.

"Alyssa, be a dear and lick me clean, would you?"

"Yes, madame Queen, with pleasure."

The voluptuous maid lowered herself to the ground, brushing her bangs out of her eyes to see her master's flower, dribbling with nectar. She stuck out her tongue and started from the bottom of the slit, and lifting her head upwards, swinging her tongue in an arc until it terminated at the royal woman's throbbing clit. Thick strands of the Queen's juices spilled over the sexy maid's face.

"Oh! My dear Alyssa, do continue!" the Queen moaned, her chubby form beginning to glisten with the sweat of arousal.

"Yes, your majesty. I will perform my duties post-haste."

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"M-mother?" the young, barely pubescent Prince said, his face the picture of shock and awe as he walked in on his mother being serviced by her personal maid, her tongue buried deeply in the queen's thick love mound. The Queen, however, was happy for her son to see her like this.

"Oh, Richard, son, do not avert your eyes. You have reached manhood, and now it is time for you to claim your right as royalty," the Queen smiled, wiping the beads of sweat off of her forehead and soaked hair with a handkerchief. Prince Richard looked at the comely maid that stopped devouring her master's sopping pussy long enough to lock eyes with the young man. "Look at me, and look at her. We are women. You are a man now. Do what a man must do. Take her!" the Queen demanded.

The Prince was frozen in fear, unable to process what was happening in his naive, innocent mind. But the maid Alyssa smiled at the cute boy, and she reached back to pull her skirt up, revealing her beautiful ass and sex to him, indecently nude beneath her dress, quite unlike a lady. The Prince felt a familiar reaction stirring in his shorts at the sight of his first crush revealing herself in such a vulnerable position, one he had struggled to deal with for weeks whenever he saw the beautiful maiden. Little did he know, that the tanned and shapely maiden had been deliberately bending over in front of him and brushing against him, on the Queen’s orders, to stimulate his desires and seduce him.

"Do not fear it, sir. I am but a humble commoner. It would be an honor to be taken by you," Alyssa said sweetly, looking at him with her beautiful azure irises as she always did. "Surely my body is not displeasing to you?" she asked, even as her lover’s folds leaked a drop of fluids from the anticipation.

The Prince could not resist his own desires anymore. He clumsily stumbled forward, grabbing the maid by her haunches, greedily groping her backside. Alyssa smiled at the cute boy’s first experience with a woman’s ass, turning back to continue her duties on the Queen when she heard his trousers fall to the ground. She froze mid-slurp when she felt something far wider than she expected probing at her slick entrance. As she glanced back with wide eyes, she felt his enormous royal manhood pierced her suddenly, in one smooth motion, taking in several inches at once as her flower twitched and clenched at the sudden invader, her silky inner walls rippling around him.

“By the gods, he’s huge…!” Alyssa gasped out, gritting her teeth tightly to resist the sudden blast of pleasure.

“Indeed, Alyssa my dear, he’s of his father’s stock,” the Queen giggled. “Now do your duty and teach him the pleasures of a woman. Servicing me can wait. I want to watch this.”

With a moan, hanging her head low, Alyssa gave in to the pleasure, bucking her hips backwards and deeper onto his shaft, impaling herself to his hilt, causing the young Prince to groan weakly as the sensations shot through him like lightning. He stood there, unable to quite process this staggering new revelation about himself and women, his Dick throbbing inside of the lusty maid. Alyssa smiled when she glanced back out of curiosity and saw this. He was still the same Prince as before, just… with a huge cock.

She slid forward and then pushed back against him again, her soft, round ass bouncing against his belly. She didn’t mind doing all the work. She thought it was cute, and she had to admit, power was a huge turn-on. This was the future king she was fucking. How many thousands of girls her age would have killed to be in this position, taking the crown prince’s virginity, especially one so well-endowed?

She gave another long, slow, and very wet thrust backwards, and was surprised when it was met with a weak thrust from the Prince in response. He was finally starting to get it. With a feline grin, Alyssa picked up the pace of her backwards thrusts, feeling him twitch and throb deep inside of her as his young hips tried to match the force and rhythm of her backswings. She knew it wouldn’t be long before he reached his peak. She felt eager to show him the marvels of sex, so she began to roll her hips back against him, adding another layer of pleasure to her movements on him.

Meanwhile, the Queen casually moved her fingers down to begin caressing herself as she observed her son’s introduction to sex. That distressed look on his face, the sweat dripping from his chin, his eyes sealed shut from the ecstasy of his first time, combined with the smug, sexy, confident grin of her personal maid as she bucked against him, her large bosom swinging back and forth in the tight blouse she wore, the way the Prince could only give half-hearted thrusts into her because of the weakness in his knees, all of it reminded the Queen of her rosy past with the King.

With another deep, wet splurch of a thrust, Alyssa panted like a dog, the blush on her cheeks turning her beet red. “M-mother, I feel funny… like I’m going to… explode!” Prince Richard moaned, begging for help.

“Don’t worry, my son, you are nearing the point of climax. Do not be afraid of it. Let it wash over you, like a tide, and ride it as far as it can go,” the Queen said in a motherly tone. And so the Prince did, releasing his load inside of the maid in thick, ropy strands. He sprayed her full of his seed, his mind a haze of white and fire, nothing on his mind except the orgasm.

“Oh!” Alyssa moaned when she noticed he was cumming inside of her. While she of course could not feel the fluids shooting into her, the thought of being filled with his seed was terribly hot to her. She did not climax, of course, for the Prince hadn’t done much to earn it, but she did shiver a little in pleasure, pressing her ass against him even harder with each spurt.

“Very good, very good, both of you,” the Queen smiled. “Now, Richard, you have become a real man and tasted the very beginning of the pleasures women can bring you. Come here, my sweet child,” she said, holding her arms wide. Richard groaned, sliding out of the horny, half-satisfied maid and stumbling into the arms of his naked mother, his half-hard and cum-soaked penis rubbing against the Queen’s snatch. “Oh, you lovely little boy, you’ve done wonderfully. Now, let’s do it together…”