Princess Nymphana lay naked atop the canvas roof of the wagon, her clothes carefully bundled next to her. The 5'4" elven maiden hated tan lines and so she bathed in the sun with her firm C-cup breasts barred to the world. It's not as though her guards would mind, though they were sworn to her service they were still men and she knew that they would remember the scene tonight. The thought of the 3 burly men masturbating over her naked form struck her and the princess moved a hand to idly play with her bald and naked pussy, 2 fingers playfully prodding her clit as the wagon continued down the road.
Captain Nelson blushed as he noticed the princess on top of the wagon, idly playing with herself. In all his years as a sellsword he couldn't think of a charge with such reckless disregard for her own safety. "Princess, perhaps you would ride in the wagon, this road is far from any town and prone to bandits" he said willfully averting his gaze.
"The princess shot up her ageless elven tits bobbing as she started, "Mr.Nelson, what is the purpose of hiring your outfit if I still have to worry about bandits" she said in the pompous intonation of nobility, she continued prodding herself as she glared at him.
Nelson continued to look down the road, years of training fighting against his powerful natural urge to see the ever young elven princess in all her natural beauty. "As her highness wishes." he said, neck straining to keep his eyes pointed down the road. "Prose and Simile will warn us of any bandits, just listen for the howl" Braedon said, the elven man drove the wagons horses with the ease of 100 years experience and casually stretched his back and neck craning just enough to see the princess sitting up and held the effort a much longer than totally necessary to take in the view.
The princess smiled at him and lay back against the canvas with a sigh and closed her eyes as the steady rocking of the wagon carried her to sleep. In her dream she saw the three mercenaries her father had hired to be her bodyguards. Captain Nelson, leader of the Talendor Trio, a former Guard captain for the city and worked briefly as a general during a coup attempt 3 years earlier Nelson had retired to work for himself. The middle-aged man stood 6'2" with short salt and pepper hair and a well trimmed beard of the same color. The elf Braedon was older than the princess by half a lifetime and well disciplined, he was 5'8" and a crack shot, his hair was pulled back in a ponytail that fell halfway down his back and his well toned back. Third was Simile, the halfling stood only 3'2" but was almost always riding his dire wolf, Prose.
In her dream however the 3 were not well armed and outfitted mercenaries, instead they stood naked around her, cocks in hand as they stared down on the beautiful princess. Nymphana crawled forward on all fours first to Nelson and took his cock in her mouth while her hands reached out to his companions. Nymphana looked up at Nelson as her tongue stretched out welcoming him into her mouth and a smile drifted over her face as she felt the three men stiffen in her hands and mouth. Nelson's hand wrapped around the back of her head, thick strong fingers weaving into long brown hair and his firm grip pulled her forehead to his pelvis as his thick member grew and filled her throat.
As Nelson continued to work his cock into her greedy mouth, his firm grip pulling her head back and forth drool dripped down from her chin and her tits bounced with the force of his hips. Dream Nelson looked down as he roughly fucked Nymphana's throat and an evil smile spread over his face, "gag on it royal whore, you'll be pleasing all of us tonight" he said as he continued to increase his pace. Just as she thought she would pass out he pulled his cock from her throat and slapped his 9" cock hard onto her face moving his hand from the back of her head to grip the back of her neck as he pushed his balls into her waiting mouth and her tongue spilled out licking underneath and around as she sucked on them.
