This is a very explicit romp through a fantasy world with romance, oral, anal, group sex, slutty wives, non-consent, non-human, erotic horror and comedy evolving over 14 chapters. If you like this, please start with the Prologue.
CHAPTER 2: THE PRINCESS COUSINS
Autumntide First Moon: No'holbard Castle Courtyard
It was a pleasant summer's day in the castle. The wind was a cool breeze across the warm courtyard, the stone radiating back the heat of the mid-morning sun. Squire Alexander saw the two lovers excitedly approach the stables hand in hand. There was joy in the eyes of the Princess as she strode towards him in her racing leathers and a tight summer blouse. She was so beautiful, the sun paled in her presence and the world pivoted on her smile. He stood in the deep shadows watching for a moment longer before he turned and hurried into the hayloft, finding his usual hiding place.
"Squire!" Sir Robyn announced in a deep inquiring voice. Silence. He tried once more.
"It seems Squire Alexander is once again elsewhere my Princess, although I can see our horses are ready. I believe they are often in the kitchens for an early lunch at this time," he heard as the Knight pulled his dream girl into the usual empty stall. As always when the Princess requested her horse to be ready mid-morning, the Squire sent his team of stable hands to the kitchens and added fresh hay to the end stall.
The Squire was the Royal Groom, a role he knew well and was good at his job. He would never be a Knight, but his family was well connected, and he was a bright young man who could rise to Chamberlain in the king's court.
Squire Alexander had struggled at first, he understood logistics, making sure they had enough of the right feed, that each stable hand knew their duty, that the horses saw the blacksmith, that each was perfectly prepared before any member of the family needed their mount. But he didn't understand horses themselves like their moods or their tells.
He so wanted to please his father and be the best Squire he could be. Then he met specialist Astrid, an army groom. Astrid was the first girl, no, woman he felt comfortable talking to. It was like she was an older sister rather than one of the beautiful girls who captured his every attention and paralysed his speech. They quickly became friends when they both had none, he had arrived at the castle from a distant barony, and she, a refugee, with only her sister. Astrid taught him about the nature of horses, he taught her about administration, about how to talk to nobility and helped improve her maths, reading and writing.
His mind snapped back to the moment as he saw the captivating princess! She was below him now frantically kissing the saintly Sir Robyn, his muscles rippling as he pulled up her blouse. Her perfect firm breasts were revealed, and the Squire groaned feeling his balls tingle and tighten as he now watched Sir Robyn feasting on her naked flesh. They were perfectly orientated from his viewpoint so he could remain hidden above in the dark loft and yet see everything.
She was flawless, a total wonder to behold as she moaned in pleasure each time her Knight kissed her skin. He saw her erect nipples disappearing into Sir Robyn's mouth and gasped aloud. Fortunately, the happy couple were too lost in their own frantic kissing, licking and sucking to notice.
Princess Junan dropped to her knees in the hay filled stall and quickly released the belt above the bulging groin of her highly aroused lover. She pulled his tight trousers down with two hands and his long thick manhood sprung forth. He saw the Princess's face filled with desire as she grasped the shaft in one hand and began licking its warm smooth flesh, her fingers unable to fully wrap round his thickness. Her other hand cupped his heavy balls, squeezing them gently as her Knight murmured deeply in appreciation.
The Squire wrapped a ripped and discarded pair of her knickers around his own rampant manhood. He watched her stretch her luscious lips round the large mushroom head and begin to suck, drawing out a deep groan of pleasure from the Knight. He stroked his hard member in time to her swallowing Sir Robyn's impressive weapon, imagining it was his own sex between her hungry lips. His hand worked up and down tightly, as he marvelled at the lurid spectacle below.
The Knight was truly wondrous, he could compete in size with a small pony in muscles and cock, and he was a demon in the tournament. There was nothing the Squire wouldn't give to take his place, to be him! Sir Robyn clenched his strong naked buttocks, pushing more of his great shaft into her mouth and now impossibly down into her throat. He could see a bulge moving down her neck and not for the first time wondered in awe how she managed it.
"So good my love! Swallow it all down. Mmmmmmm. Yes! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Yessssss!"
As Sir Robyn gasped in pleasure, nearing his completion, so too did the Squire. Both young men came at the same time, spurting thick jets of hot juice whilst watching the beautiful princess swallowing the thick cock and gulping down the creamy cum.
His hand slipped as he spasmed in orgasmic bliss, his great spurts of cum missing the princesses silk undergarment he was using to wank his member, and instead arced into the air before rapidly descending towards the Princess below.
The Squire almost squealed in panic. At the last possible moment, the Princess pulled the head of Sir Robyn's generous manhood from her mouth and aimed his last jets at her naked breasts. The two sources of cum struck her at the same time, coating the Princess's skin in white cream as she smiled up at her lover.
"Mmmmmmm you were particularly full this morning my Lord," she marvelled as Sir Robyn opened his eyes and looked down to see her glistening torso covered in more cum than ever before.
Alexander lay back relieved and sated. He kept out of sight as they cleaned up, dressed, mounted their readied horses and rode out for the day.
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Autumntide First Moon: No'holbard Castle Estate
"First to the lake wins," Junan shouted as she dug her heels into Tremble's flanks. The mare leapt away through the long grass and golden buttercups, racing down the hill. Sir Robyn kicked Surge his charger and they mounted a hot pursuit.
The wind blew warm in their faces, drying out their panting mouths and making their eyes stream. The smell of the lush fields filled their nostrils, tasting earthy and fresh. The din of their galloping hooves startled a flock of starlings as they broke through a line of tall trees and the placid looking lake came into view.
Junan remembered how Sir Robyn had sucked her hard nipples and the taste of his thick cum was still in her mouth from sucking his fat mace of a cock in the stall only a short time before. It made Junan blush even now knowing the stable hands might have heard everything. She realised she was becoming a bit of an exhibitionist.
The chase went across the fields, through a small wood and onwards toward the lake and the farm beyond. Sir Robyn was gaining quickly and was already excited at the prospect of what lay ahead when he won as of course he did.
A score of minutes later the Princess lay exposed on her back on the grassy shore. Her riding dress bunched round her waist, her lace undergarment lay beside her in tatters. Sir Robyn had stripped off his jodhpurs and held himself above her, kissing her furiously whilst running his beautifully hard cock up and down the lips of her slick sex. Each time it pressed hard against her nub, electric pleasure shot from her groin to her nipples.
She looked across the meadow and noted an effect of their intense ardour. Her magic flowed in waves around them. Junan marvelled as Surge tried to fit the biggest member she had ever seen into her happy mare. She saw the stallion finally sink inside and begin to buck his huge shaft, dominating his conquest as she whinnied happily beneath him.
