Author's Note: Merry Christmas! It's that time of year again and I felt somewhat of an obligation to continue my Fanfiction career. An obligation that I am excitedly diving back into! While I don't have the capacity to forge an update in comparison to last years, I have decided a new one-shot story is a sufficient Christmas treat. I have managed to put together in the small amount of time I had two sizable new chapters for this new Game of Thrones story and a sizable standalone chapter for a new Modern Family Story. I would have liked more, but due to my time constraints and the sizable nature of each of the stories, I wasn't able to. I was planning to upload this Christmas day, but couldn't wait to let you guys see it!

But more Importantly, I'm back. After a hiatus, far, far too long in the making I am making my triumphant return. I fully intend to continue writing stories and all that jazz in the new year. More specifically, the 5th of January. On the aforementioned date, I will be updating my profile with a lovely plan of what I intend to be writing and how often, so make sure to look out for that!

Now, in regards to the story. I ask that you read it purely as smut, because that's what it is. The story doesn't really fit into Canon very well and draws characters from all over the world simply to pair them with others to make hot, sexy sex scenes. So, a suspension of disbelief is a necessity. I feel like there is a spread of sexual activities and characters across both chapters and if people enjoy it, there is room for more chapters.

So, let me know if you enjoy it, if you want to see more and just any general feedback or stuff. Always feel free to send me a PM about literally anything. Sexy things you want to discuss or even if you want to call me a cunt. I'll probably call you one back and we'll laugh about it and it'll all be very enjoyable. Please enjoy!

P.S Please note that this story will feature gay content, but as I know some people don't enjoy that as much as others, I will be explicitly stating the portions of the story that feature this content throughout. It will be in bold marking the start and end of any gay content, so don't worry about accidently reading that stuff if you don't like it. It will be clearly marked and there is plenty of straight smut to enjoy! Strapon content will be marked similarly. I've always been of the mindset that if girls can suddenly start having sex, why can't the guys!

Chapter 1: A Kingdom Built on Whores

"You have got to joking… Hurry it up!" Arya said impatiently as she flopped back on her bed in King's Landing, the cool feeling of the cover pressing against her bare arse. Folding her arms, they brushed against her breasts, her erect and pert nipples eliciting a brief sensation of pleasure from a single graze, "If you don't hurry up I'll start myself! And if I finish, you'll be left to finish yourself off!"

Jon was on the other side of the room, quickly undoing the many buckles of his outfit, dropping the thick layers of his clothing to the ground as Arya laid naked on her bed, waiting for the ensuing fuck session to begin. They had been dancing around the idea all day as they sat through endless meetings and social events, Jon's cock pressing hard against the confines of his trousers and Arya's thighs growing slick with arousal. Now Jon was taking forever freeing his cock and Arya was far from patient, "You know that if you came a thousand times from your fingers, you'd still want my fat cock inside you…"

"Yeah… just hurry it up. I've been horny all day," Arya moaned dipping his fingers into her mouth, suckling on them for a moment, lubricating them. As soon as the digits glistened with a thin veil of saliva. Letting her hand drift down between her legs, she spread them wide revealing her tight teenage pussy and even tighter puckered arsehole, only serving to entice Jon further. A trail of saliva dribble across her taut stomach as she dipped her fingers down to her pussy.

Sliding a finger along her slit, she moaned loudly before continuing beyond her pussy to her goal. Settling three fingers against her tight hole, she closed her eyes, biting her lip as she prepared for the pleasure she was about to feel. Due to her and Jon's past experiences and their fondness for taking use of Arya's tightest hole, she had loosened up considerably. Her ass was still her tightest and delicious hole, but she was able to accommodate anything with great ease and incredible pleasure.

Pushing forwards, she felt her asshole split apart, allowing her fingers to slip inside with ease. Moaning loudly as she began to feel fuller, she continued to push them in, her fingers disappearing slowly inside, pleasure coursing through her body as she began to finger her asshole. She started slow with the intention of taunting and teasing Jon into speeding up, but the feelings that her fingers were bringing her quickly overwhelmed her as she wriggled the last inch of her digits inside herself.

Grunting boyishly, she scrunched up her face in pleasure and ever so slight pain as her thumb and pinkie were pressed firmly against her ass cheeks, her fingers submerged deep inside her. She only had to wriggle her fingers ever so slightly to bring another lusty moan from between her lips, but as she slowly pulled them out she let out a long continuous moan of pure unadulterated pleasure.

Her other hand subconsciously drifted towards her pussy, her fingers prying apart her succulently glistening pussy lips, before gently circling her clit, sending bursts of delightful pleasure through her body. Her eyes were sealed shut as she began to ease her fingers in and out of her ass, moaning with each slight movement her fingers made as sensation after sensation built her orgasm up inside her, "Oh… fuck that's good…"

Soon she was moving her fingers in and out of her ass as if it were as loose as her tight virgin cunt and her moans near loud enough for the entire castle to hear. She couldn't care less. Pleasure was the fore front of her mind and she exercised that ideal without caution. The amount of times she felt the sweep of arousal and hid in one of the many corners of the castle butt naked, pleasing herself, hoping to hell that someone with a thick cock would around the corner and make her squeal in delight, were uncountable. She would have continued to do it, had Sansa not found her and ridiculed her, making sure to make her ability to do so again damn near impossible. Now she was confined to her quarters for all her lusty activities. Not nearly as exciting.

Massaging her clit, Arya dipped a few fingers lower, the tips parting her folds and finding the entrance to her pussy. While no man could go near her until marriage, it certainly didn't stop her from enjoying her pussy. Sliding down fingers into her pussy, she moaned loudly, the combined action of her fingers sawing in and out of her pussy and ass sending her into a sex fuelled flurry.

Finger fucking herself, she continued to massage her clit, the pleasure building in her rising towards her orgasm. As she neared her release, she felt two powerful hands, lift her arse up from the bed pulling it closer to the edge, her hand falling away from her asshole, leaving the fingers pleasing her cunt to build her pleasure entirely. Opening her eyes, she saw Jon hunched over her, his cock lingering tauntingly close to her ass, ready to pierce her tightest little fuck hole.

"Oh, fuck me Jon… Fuck me hard," she begged, practically whimpering as her fingers left her pussy, wrapping her arms around Jon's neck as he smiled devilishly at him. He adjusted his position, sawing his cock back and forth across her pussy lips, teasing her folds with entrance whilst lubricating his cock. Taunting her with the idea of pleasure, Jon pressed his cock against her arsehole, gaping from her previous ministrations.

"A little lady shouldn't talk like that…" she smiled pushing forwards slightly, but not gracing her ass with the entrance she desired. Groaning in disdain, she felt her pussy quiver for pleasure and pushed her arse towards his cock, hoping to impale herself on his shaft.

"Well this little lady wants you to fuck her in her arse otherwise she might do something drastic," she groaned desperately as the pleasure that she had built up inside her began to dissipate, her orgasm fading away with each teasing probe Jon gave her arse, "So fuck me you bastard…"

Smirking, Jon took his cock by the base and smiled and sex hungry little girl. Her time in the south had turned her into a little slut and Jon personally loved it. Not because he was her chosen cock that she would run too whenever her arse needed a good pounding, but because there was something so hot about the little lady begging for him to pound her silly, "Okay, milady… you asked for it…"

Ensuring that his cock was in line with Arya's arse, Jon let go of it confident that it would stay in place. Leaning forwards, he reached underneath Arya and grabbed her shoulders from behind, lifting her ever so slightly as she clung to his neck. And with one, swift, powerful thrust, Jon buried his entire length inside Arya, lodging his cock up to the hilt in her arse. As she heard his balls collide with her arse, her eyes flew open and her mouth fell agape due to the wondrous combination of pain and pleasure, "Bastard…."

Smirking, Jon let himself moan in pleasure, the tightness of the young lady's asshole always a treat that he adored. The tight, warmth that emanated around his cock almost made him cum, but he stemmed himself, hell bent on making Arya quiver in delightful pleasure. Before she could adjust the long and sudden intruder, Jon pulled back and slammed in again, the sound of his balls slapping against her arse filling the room.

Unable to mutter a single word, Arya simply devolved into moans, clinging to Jon as he used the position they were in to hammer into her arse with ease. Each thrust was fast and powerful, but he slowed down as he pulled out, each thrust shaking her body to the core. Her small pert breasts, jiggled ever so slightly with each thrust, her nipples harder than they were before, the cool air rolling through the room cooling their glistening, sweaty bodies.

Building up a delicious rhythm, he revelled in the wet slaps of his balls against her pert teenage arse and the chorus of grunts and moans they were filling the room with. Arya's face was consumed with pleasure as pleasure rocked through her body with each loving, yet powerfully pleasurable thrust. Looking up into Jon's eyes, she was consumed in lust and leant forwards, capturing his lips in a deep and powerful kiss. The first time, she had ever even thought of doing so, she slipped her tongue past his lips and pulled him deeper into the kiss. He was always just a cock for her to pleasure herself on, but now in the powerful, heated realm of pleasure, she felt differently.

Her pussy was glistening her juices rolling down her thighs and adding a delightful shine to her arse cheeks, one that coated Jon's balls, each time they slapped against her cheeks. The pair were locked in pleasure as they ground together, the kiss halting Jon's powerful thrusts, exchanging them for shorter shifts. He shifted his hips back and forth, soft easing in and out as they embraced in passion. The slaps from his balls dissipated as he simply began to grind his crotch against his arse, succumbing to the kiss, almost forgetting they were fucking.

Pulling away from Jon, she looked into his eyes, revelling in the delicious feeling of having her arse full of cock. Hanging on his neck, she smiled before leaning into his ear and whispering, "Now fuck me like you mean it…"

Sharing a devilish smile, the pair moaned as Jon slowly pulled his cock out of her and slammed It back in, the sounds that filled their room moments before, filling the room again, only louder. Speeding up his thrusts, he felt his orgasm building in his balls, ready to explode. Forcing himself to hold off, he made every thrust count, forcing himself deeper and harder into his cock loving slut.

Each powerful pounding that her arse received built her orgasm again and as she let her eyes roll back into her head, it hit her. Shaking through her body, her orgasm tightened her ass and pussy and she clenched every muscle in her body, squealing in delightful pleasure as her arse trapped Jon's cock in a vice like pleasurable grip. Watching Arya convulse in pure pleasure tipped Jon over the edge and his orgasm hit too.

As hers subsided, her arse loosened just in time, releasing his cock. Taking it out, she slid it along her pussy, the friction of her glistening lips enough to set him off. His cock twitched in pleasure as several strands of cum were spurted across her stomach, one even landing on her breast. Grinding the last few drops out, he fell to the side with Arya in his arms, both speechless and trying to catch their breath.

Turning, without a single word, they shared another passionate kiss, their bodies grinding against each other in sweaty passion, rolling across the bed. Linked in passion, Jon felt his cock begin to rise again between their bodies, pressing against Arya's thigh. The hardening dick only brought a smile to her eye as she licked her lips…

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The pleasure filled groans of Arya and Jon emanated out into the hall drifting through the open door that they had so casually left open. Much to their unlucky nature, peering through the crack in the door was a small boy, his eyes watching in awe as Jon's cock slid out of Arya's arse spraying cum across the girl's taut stomach. The boy's hand moved swiftly back and forth across his cock, the tip oozing pre-cum as he had pleased himself to the tune of the anal fucking couple.

Jerking off, Bran watched intently as the two embraced, Jon's cock rising again. While Bran was undoubtedly turned on by all this, his mind had drifted to newer pastures. He had always admired Arya and her young tight body, but having seen it in its full glory, he sought to see more. He had another lady in mind. As he stowed his cock away, he ran down the corridor, darting through the hallways.

Turning the corner, he accidently collided with his younger brother Rickon. Shaking it off, he made to move swiftly past him, but the younger boy stopped him helplessly. Wide-eyed he asked his brother innocently, "Hey, Bran. What are you up too?"

"Erm nothing," he said flustered, his mind elsewhere as he imagined the tight nude of body of the woman he was imagining. He'd had a thing for her for a while and having seen the reaction his cock gave to seeing Arya, he had a new found lustful desire to ogle the woman of his dreams. Instead of staying with his brother, he quickly turned murmuring a pathetic excuse as he went, "Father wanted to see me…"

Rushing down the corridor, he got to the end. There was a path to his left which led to his father's quarters and the path to the right which led further into the castle and towards the object of his desire. Turning around, he saw Rickon gazing down at him, expecting him to turn left to go see father as his terrible lie dictated. Grumbling, Bran forewent the immediate path to the woman he was picturing and instead went to his father's quarters, begrudgingly so as to lose the trail of his younger brother.

Rickon however, stood blindly in the middle of the hallway, somewhat unsure of what to do with himself. Turning around, he saw a door slowly creak open, a flash of a red dress pour out from behind the wooden door. A woman appeared, far taller than Rickon, dressed in a flowing red dress, cut deep down the middle, revealing a large portion of the woman's breasts, even if she didn't let her nipple slip free.

"What might a young boy be doing wandering around the castle so late at night?" the woman said, slowly and somewhat seductively, although the sultry hints were lost on the younger boy as he stared up at her obliviously, the twinge in his breeches a brand-new occurrence.

"Nothing milady," he said somewhat panicked as he felt he had been caught doing something he shouldn't be and trouble was befalling him in the form of this mystery lady.

"Milady? So, formal… You seem like a nice young boy… would you like to come In and talk," the woman asked, propping the door open just enough for the boy to enter if he chose too.

"Erm… sure…" he said politely and dumbly, walking towards the door and squeezing past the woman into the dimly lit chambers, "My name Is Rickon. Rickon Stark."

"A pleasure… Mine is Melisandre," the woman muttered, introducing herself as she let the door slide shut, shrugging her shoulders and letting her dress slip down across her body, exposing every inch of her gloriously creamy flesh to the young boy. Her sizable, round tits and the perfect curve to her hips, rounding into her perfectly plump arse. Stepping out of the dress, she smiled at the boy, who was somewhat dumbfounded by her sudden shift. She smiled widely as she sank down to her knees, at eye level with the boy before saying, "This should be fun…"

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"Mmm… I don't think I'll ever get used to this big thick cock…" Myrcella moaned grinding her hips as she slowly let the cock delve deep into her pussy. Resting her plump, virile young arse against Eddard's legs, she moaned throwing her hair back and letting her hands latch onto her breasts, massaging her nipples with the palms of her hands as she accentuated each pleasure ridden groan.

Swaying her body back and forth she ground her crotch into Eddard's moaning as she did so, her clit getting fleeting attention as she ground it against his pubic hair. Falling forwards, she ran her hands through the Lord's chest hair, raising her arse ever so slightly, tightening and clenching her pussy to send Ned's cock into a miasma of brilliant pleasure. He moaned, his hands laying by his sides, hesitant to even touch her body as she rode him. The young teenage girl had grown obsessed with him, namely his cock, lovingly playing and pleasing his sizable shaft.

"You know you can touch me too…" she moaned as she lifted her hips up and down ever so slightly, her tight wet pussy, a true treat for Ned's cock as he watched the young girl move majestically above him. Grimacing, he was hesitant to touch her as if fondling the girl's body and enjoying every inch of her tight naughty little body would make the perversion and betrayal alright.

"No this is wrong," He said outright, but not making a single move to stop the young girl from riding his cock, sliding it slowly and sensually out of her glistening, blossoming cunt. She made sure to get his cock as deep as she could inside him, each move driving it into deeper more pleasurable realms of her pussy. Smirking as he said this, she leant forwards, pressing her breasts against his chest, her nipple poking into his skin and her sultry young smile staring up at him, ready to prove him wrong.

"Am I not pretty enough?" She asked timidly, feigning her shy quality as she made sure Ned could see her round, perfect arse rising and falling with each pleasurable movement, movements Eddard had to fight the urge to enjoy. He had to fight the urge to thrust upwards to meet her pussy, to grab her body and ravage her like the animal she was. To make her scream and squeal in unadulterated, pure pleasure. To rip her cunt in two as he pounded her wildly, fucking her raw. He had to fight the urge to make her the slut she wanted to be. Moaning softly, he replied with the obvious answer, "No…"

"Are you not enjoying yourself?" she whispered in his ear, her lips nibbling on his neck as she sped her riding up, starting to slam her arse down onto his cock, burying it in her pussy deeper and harder, the wet slapping noise becoming more and more apparent in the room, echoing across the Lord's quarters. Eddard finally breathed a response to her question, "No…"

"Is my pussy too loose for you?" she smirked, feeling as Eddard melted away into her voice, his thumb softly grazing her thigh as it slid up towards her arse. Stifling a giggle, she waited for his response, his voice husky and almost defeated as he conceded, "No…"

Lifting her neck, she planted a soft deep kiss on Eddard's lips, her tongue darting around his mouth, delving into his mouth, battling his own tongue that became more lively as he melted into the sex. His hand latched onto her arse pulling her down deep onto his dick. Simultaneously, she slammed her hips down letting his hands roam across her flawless creamy arse before she broke their kiss and whispered seductively, "Then make it too loose…"

These were the words that broke Eddard as he thrusted upwards into Myrcella, using his rough grip on her bum to pull her downwards, his cock probing areas of her pussy that she didn't even know she had. Breathless, she let her mouth fall agape, the sudden powerfulness of his thrust silencing her in pure orgasmic pleasure. Moaning, she let her eyes fall closed as Eddard took control sliding in and out of her pussy with a new erotic fervour.

Everything he thrust upwards into her pussy, he pulled her arse down to meet his cock, impaling her deeper and more powerfully with each movement of his hips. The chorus of wet slapping sounds as his balls slapped against her glisteningly delicious pussy and their grunts and moans, each soft and throaty was a sensational thing to hear. Slamming in and out of her cunt, his hands pulled and pawed at her delightfully creamy flesh, red hand prints lingering on her bum as he gripped her tightly, making her moan even louder than before.

Her breasts dangled teasingly in front of him and leant forward, roughly kissing one, his lips drifting closer and closer to her pert, delicious nipple. Enveloping the teat in his mouth, he suckled softly on it before his teeth softly bit at the sensitive nub, nibbling on it. Softly biting on the erect nipple, he pulled on it, tweaking it between his teeth, rolling back and forth, contrasting the deep rhythmic pleasure of his driving cock, with a sharp pleasurable pain.

"Fuck me daddy…" Myrcella moaned, her mind lost in the pleasure as he moaned her true thoughts, simply consumed by the need to be pleased. The words she moaned were lost on Eddard as he made her squeal in pleasure, speeding up his thrusts. Each thrust echoed in the room and her ass cheeks began slapping against each other as he sped up, hammering his cock deep into her pussy while she rode him.

Her body grew weak and she fell forwards, laying across Eddard's chest as she moaned into his chest, her breasts pressed firmly against his chest, her saliva coated nipple dragging across his flesh. Bringing her arse firmly down on his cock, he deemed it necessary for a change in position. Sliding his arms beneath her legs, he lifted her from the bed still impaled on his shaft. His hands were latched onto her arse, his finger rubbing circles on her arsehole, simply adding the cascade of pleasure flooding her body.

Carrying her across the room as she clung to his neck, he roughly pinned her against the wall, the angle forcing his cock inside her deeper, making both groan in pleasure. Mrycella's lips planted themselves on Eddard's neck as he fucked her into the wall, each thrust sending her body flying against the stone. Slowing his pounding down, he focussed on driving his cock as deep as possible, the new angle meaning every inch of his cock was enveloped in the warm wetness of the royal princess's tight fucking pussy.

Her blonde hair with frazzled with sweat as she simply enjoyed the cock inside her. She had been sent by her mother who was entertaining her own guests up in her quarters. And while she expected Ned's cock would derive a great deal of pleasure and enjoyment, she didn't think it would devolve her into a carnal slut. The feeling off every ridge and vein grinding against a sensitive spot in her pussy was sending her wild.

Her feet wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper and deeper, wanting those unitched spots deep within her pussy to finally get the attention she craved. Her toys were only so big and rarely ever managed to plough her so deep that she felt new pleasure. Moaning loudly, she continued her nibbling of Ned's neck, feeling her pussy ready to spasm in orgasm.

Squealing loudly, she felt her pussy tighten, the muscles squeezing Ned's cock as she squirted down his leg, her orgasm more powerful than she expected. Continuing to thrust into her, pounding her tight cunt through her pussy, Ned built on her pleasure, making her scream louder and louder, the orgasm she was experiencing only getting more wild. As she road down the pleasure, she grunted with each thrust Ned made into her pleasure ridden body.

Breathing heavily, she glanced at Ned who showed no signs of stopping, his cock still as hard as ever and not close to exploding in his own orgasm. Her eyes went wide as she realised what was happening and knew exactly what she wanted to do next. Their steps into the bed had been simple and his cock was buried deep inside her cunt before she could even have a chance to taste the thick length.

Dropping out of Ned's arms, she slid down the wall, leaning back against it as she came face to face with the thick shaft that had been sawing in and out of her pussy, glistening from her delicious juices. His cock was thick and juicy. Even more so than the fake ones her mother commissioned for her to practice on. The real deal was so perfectly meaty and as she wrapped her fingers around the base, ever switch in her head went off.

Leaning forward, she enveloped his tip in her mouth, the combined tastes of her delicious pussy and his pre-cum eliciting a moan of its own. Letting her tongue glide around every inch of the thick bulbous cockhead, she tasted every single drop of the goodness it was covered in before adjusting her position and letting inch after inch disappear down her tight, young, innocent throat.

She felt her throat bulging as every ridge and vein could be traced from outside her gullet as it pressed against her throat. Every delicious inch stretched her lips wider and wider, as her tongue was pressed flat against her mouth, the thick intruder simply taking up every inch of her mouth. Three more inches remained and in her lustful haze she was determined to get them all.

Forcing herself down, she managed to let the first two disappear into her tight gullet, her eyes watering as she gagged and spluttered against the thick shaft, saliva spewing down the side of his shaft. Eddard simply moaned as the young princess tried everything in her power to take that last inch. The tight delicious warmth of her throat was divine and that spasming velvety sensation of her mouth was enough to make any man weak at the knees.

Watching as she tried to force the last inch, pushed his hips forward, forcing Myrcella's head against the wall. Pinned between the wall and his cock, she watched as Eddard forced his cock down her throat, the last inch disappearing and her nose getting buried in the pubic hair. Groaning loudly, Eddard felt his balls slap against her chin, sending him over the edge, his cockhead twitching.

Revelling in the sensations that she was giving him, he let his cock twitch and spasm, strand after strand of delicious cum flooding down Myrcella's defenceless throat. Unable to stop it, she was forced to swallow every drop as she begged for air. Drawing his cock out of her mouth, Eddard watched as she spluttered and coughed, a dribble of cum and saliva dripping down over her breasts and chin.

As his cock softened, he realised what he had done, just how he had betrayed his wife and her trust. Panicking, her turned back to Myrcella who had clambered up and poured him a glass of wine. Standing there as if they hadn't even had sex offering him the glass of wine. The colour and shade was slightly off being a deeper red to the liquid sitting in the decanter. Smiling she offered him up the glass innocently saying, "A glass of wine milord?"

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Bran watched with open eyes as his father lifted the young princess up and pounded deep into against the wall. Freeing his cock, Bran jerked himself of the view of the princess's perfectly plump arse a simple joy to behold. The way it bounced each time she bounced up and down on his father's cock, the way she moaned and grunted and groaned. The sound of her arse cheeks slapping together spurred Bran's hand on as he neared his climax wishing only that he could swap with his father and pound the young princess's slutty pussy.

As he lifted her up, his view was occluded and he was given a clear shot of the backside of his father. Begrudgingly, he stowed his cock away and decided to continue after the woman he sought. The only woman whose arse could rival that of the princess. Even seeing it through a dress was a joy and Bran wanted to see it freed. Plump, juicy and simply perfect. Darting off around the corner, he noticed his brother was gone, before sprinting off deeper into the castle after he next show…

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"Pour me a glass of wine," Joffrey barked at the young girl sitting eagerly on his bed waiting to speak with him. Sansa nervously rose to her feet, her dress sweeping across the room as she took up the Prince's glass and filled it with wine. Careful not to spill any she walked over to the small chair that the Prince sat in, presenting the goblet to him with hopeful eyes.

"You've filled it too full," the boy sneered as he took it from her hands sipping from it and setting it down on the table beside him. She stood there patiently, expecting a conversation to spring up, but none came, he simply ignored her until, he said, "Why are you here exactly?"

"Here? To be with you and whatever would please you my prince," she beamed crouching next to her Prince, gazing somewhat longingly at him, despite his past comments. Brushing her away, he signalled for her to walk to the centre of the room, which she did hastily.

"Then strip for me…" he said nonchalantly, looking at Sansa, whose eyes widened as she thought she miss heard him. She nervously glanced down at her body, her dress before back at her Prince, wanting to clarifying what it was he was wanting.

"I'm sorry, you want me too… strip? Naked?" she said, twiddling her thumbs as she took a step closer to him, but he raised his hand, adamant in his request, only serving to make her even more unsure, unwittingly glancing at the door noticing that it was open, "May we close the door before I…"

"Yes, I want you naked… I should think you are far more pleasing to the eye without any garish clothes on," she smiled, his hand dropping to his crotch as he massaged his cock through his trousers, imaging the redhead's buxom body revealed to him. Despite how she acted and her general annoyance to him, she was attractive. Her body curved in all the right ways, plump and perfect. And he wanted to see her, "And no… I want anyone who walks by to see you as you truly are…"

"But… shouldn't such intimacies be saved for our wedding night?" she said tentatively, unsure as to whether she should provoke the rising ire that she was hearing in his voice. His glare was enough to set her straight and as she watched him gently rub his cock through his breeches, it slowly dawned on her as to where this was going.

"Naked…" he said sternly as she fidgeted nervously. Breathing deeply, she let her fingers wander up to the buttons down the front of her dress. One after the other, she popped the button's free, exposing her creamy white flesh to Joffrey whose cock twitched in response to the slight reveal of her cleavage. Closing her eyes, she shrugged her shoulders, she let the dress fall slightly. Catching the fabric before it revealed her buxom chest, she held it there contemplating what she wanted to do. Sighing, she dropped the dress, letting the garment pool around her feet, her entire body revealed to the young Prince.

Biting her lip, she stood there nervously, his leering eyes gazing across every inch of her exposed body. Her soft, supple breasts hanging perfectly on her chest, capped off with two delightfully pert nipples. Her taut stomach, curving into her seductive hips and rounded, perfect arse, deliciously plump with the right amount of bounce too it. Between her soft, creamy thighs her pussy sat untouched, strands of soft auburn hair growing above, neatly trimmed as she had been taught by her handmaiden. And those long slender legs that seemed to disappear on and on.

"Mmm…" Joffrey moaned, pushing himself up onto his feet, his cock straining against his breeches as he ogled the young Stark girl, her creamy body so delightfully shown. Circling around her, he draped his hand along her hip, drawing it around to cup her arse as he stood behind her, peeling apart her delicious cheeks revealing her tight puckered hole and the hint of her delectable folds. The simple touch was enough to make Sansa swoon as she felt her pussy getting wetter, begging to be touched. Her hands lingered on her thighs as she inched closer to her pussy, wishing Joffrey would touch her there, "You are far more pleasing naked… But I should think you would be even more so on your knees…"

Sansa felt both his hands on her shoulders, pushing her slowly downwards, her mind rattling through what he was about to do. Her quiet and timid nature melted away as she realised the true eroticism of the situation. Her knees pressed against the cold stone floor as she rested her bum on her heels, her head the perfect height for Joffrey's crotch. Opening her eyes, she watched as he walked back into her view, standing right in front of her, only he had removed his breeches, his entire lower half naked as he walked into view.

Her eyes widened as she saw his cock, bouncing softly with each step he took. He had a thin frame and so the thick, sizable shaft between his legs appeared even larger than it was. Standing tall at eight inches, it was bigger than Sansa could ever have imagined, a pair of heavy balls laden with cum hanging beneath his thick meaty shaft. His body and physique was that of a boy, but the cock he bore was that of a man.

"I should think you would be even more pleasing to look at with my cock in your mouth?" he suggested, threading his fingers through her hair, gently nudging her towards his shaft as she nervously salivated, licking her lips. Reaching slowly upwards towards his shaft, Sansa let her long slender fingers grip his base, noticing how her fingers barely touched. Slowly stroking her hand along his shaft, she clumsily tugged his cock, trying her best to elicit pleasure in the boy.

While her soft tender hand was so obviously inexperienced, the simple touch of the girl was enough to make Joffrey's knees weaker. Watching her expectantly, Joffrey waited for her small tender tongue to take its first taste of cock. Looking up at Joffrey, not breaking eye contact, she leant forwards, he tiny tongue flicking gently across his sensitive cock tip, a dribble of pre-cum rolling down his head as she did so. Tasting her first drop, she moaned slightly, loving the taste.

Continuing to let her tongue wander across his cockhead, she used the very tip to elicit what pleasure she could, watching as Joffrey moaned softly. Opening her mouth widely, she took his cock tip into her mouth, feeling the bulbous head force her cheeks open, her lips pressed tightly against his flesh. The entire head filled her small mouth as she tried to suckle on the sensitive area of flesh, desperate to make her beloved cum.

Her hand continued to rhythmically and almost robotically jerk his cock off as she tried to adjust her mouth to take more of his cock inside her. Sliding three inches into her mouth, his cockhead probed the back of her throat immediately making her gag, saliva dribbling down his cock as she pulled slowly back. Conceding to bobbing her head up and down the three inches of his cock she could manage, Sansa felt her tongue get pressed firmly down, her soft velvety mouth being used to coax more and more pre-cum from his thick cock.

Removing his shirt, Joffrey returned his hands to Sansa's head, guiding her along his cock. She was inexperienced and it showed, but the simple feeling of a warm wet mouth enveloping his cock was pleasurable enough. Feeling on a few inches disappear down her throat at a time as she slowly moved her head back and forth, stopping as soon as she risked discomfort, Joffrey began to hunger for more.

Wrapping his fingers around her head, Joffrey got a strong grip on her before planning to sink his cock deeper into her throat. As she swallowed the usual three inches, Joffrey thrust forwards, two more inches immediately disappearing down her throat as she was forced to take his cock into her throat. Her mouth and throat spasmed and convulsed as she spewed saliva across his cock, gagging in panic. Flailing around she briefly tried to push his legs away before realising she was here to please him.

Letting him continue, she knelt between his legs, her throat convulsing as saliva dribbled down her chin and onto her breasts. Despite her discomfort, she quickly learnt to breathe through her nose, adjusting herself and calming down while Joffrey savoured the newfound tightness of her delicious throat. Moaning loudly, he tightened his grip sliding his cock back a few inches before slamming forwards again, another inch slipping into her throat. Six inches of his admittedly delicious cock now lodged themselves in Sansa's throat as she tried to focus on her breathing.

Feeling her throat bulge and stretch to accommodate his thick length, she felt a wave of naughtiness wash over her, her hand lingering closer to her pussy. The whole situation was so erotic as she watched the Prince take the pleasure he wanted, his face consumed in a lusty haze. Their naked bodies connecting at last was a fantasy of hers and in practice it was even hotter than when she pictured it in bed. There was a carnal lust between them as she had her throat stretched and filled.

Her hand slid between her legs, her fingers glistening from simply passing them through her folds. She was wet and as she slipped a finger into herself, she couldn't help but moan, sending delighful vibrations through his cock and allowing him deeper access to her throat. Forcing her head down, he slipped the second last inch into her throat, her lips almost pressed against his crotch, her nose almost buried in his pubic hair. Moaning at the deep warmth that was enveloping his shaft, Joffrey drew his hips back.

Moving so only the tip of his cock sat in her mouth, he tightened his grip and waited. For the first time, she could breathe through her mouth, despite the cockhead resting in her mouth and she relished the feeling of rising comfort before Joffrey thrust forward. Thrusting forwards, he pushed his cock into her throat, all the while pulling her head towards his crotch and in one swift movement, he filled her entire throat with his cock. Her lips were wrapped tightly around the base of his cock as his balls slapped on her chin.

Gagging and spluttering around his cock, she panicked, completely forgetting about her breathing and choking on his cock. Flailing wildly around, she hit into his leg, her eyes watering as his cock blocked of her breathing. Moaning loudly, he grunted feeling his orgasm build in his loins. Pushing him away finally, Sansa gasped, saliva spewing across the floor as Joffrey stumbled backwards. Breathing heavily, she spluttered and coughed before turning meekly towards her love, "I'm sorry my prince…"

"Shut up bitch! You couldn't even give your prince a proper blowjob! It wasn't even nice anyway," He lied, yelling as his saliva coated cock dripped across the floor, begging to be finished off by the young girl's amateur tongue. He was so close to cumming and needed to finish, but couldn't forgive her.

"I'm sorry my Prince! I'll do anything to make up for it," She said pushing herself to her feet and rushing to his side, her hands caressing his chest, pressing her breasts against his body and having his cock grinding against her inner thigh, almost grazing her tight pussy, "We could… fuck… you could fuck my tight… pussy…"

She offered her hole up so willingly, but was hesitant to even say the words associated with them. Joffrey was contemplating the idea, but was in a blind fury as he turned away and signalled her towards the door.

"Or my ass! You could fuck my ass my prince…" She said, begging to continue their sexual ministrations and desperate to have her own release and to bring her prince to orgasm.

"If your ass and cunt are in anyway as same as your blowjob skills, you'll be looser than water," he snarled as he folded his arms, wanting the girl to leave so he could order for a whore to finish him off properly, but she lingered, desperate to please him, "If you can't suck a cock properly, what use are you as a queen!"

"Perhaps I could help with that," a voice from the door said. The two young teens turned to the door, the curvaceous, mature curves of Sansa's mother hanging on the doorframe seductively. Striding slowly into the room, she undid her dress letting it fall to the ground, revealing her attire beneath. She wore a tight blue leather corset, with a thin lacy pair of underwear. Long matching stocking covered her long slender legs and her breasts were only accentuated by the tightness of her corset, "A few lessons perhaps?"

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Rickon stared dumbly at Melisandre, watching in a strange awe as she shed her clothing her silky, flawless body revealed to the youngest Stark. His eyes ogled her sizable breasts, a slight bounce to them, her soft nipples so enticing to the young boy. Her pussy was a fiery red with a neatly trimmed strip of hair leading up from her delectable cunt, guiding the boy's eyes towards her folds. Smirking as the boy stared blindly at her, she decided a small show was in order as she swayed her hips, turning around and flaunting her plump bouncy bum to the young boy, his cock instinctively twitching and his hand gentle groping himself through his breeches as she sank to her knees in front of him, a devilish smile etched across her fiery red lips.

"Why are you naked?" He asked somewhat innocently, realising what his hand was doing as he felt a small well of pleasure build up inside of him. Melisandre only chuckled as she looked the boy straight in his eyes, noting the strangely sizable bulge between his legs for such a young boy.

"So, we could have some fun… it looks like you like me naked, huh?" She smiled, her hand running along the inside of the young boy's thigh, gently cupping his hard cock in the palm of her hand, softly massaging his young balls and shaft through his trousers, "It looks like you really like me…"

"Erm… I guess…But aren't grown-ups only allowed to have fun while naked. My mother told me off for being naked in the castle," Rickon gasped, letting out a soft moan as Melisandre massaged his cock. The way she smiled so seductively and lustily was intoxicating for the young boy as he practically melted in her grasp.

"Well your mother is wrong. The most fun you can have in a castle is when you're naked…" she purred leaning forward and planting a soft kiss on Rickon's lips, her tongue parting them and dancing around the young boy's mouth as he grew weaker at the knees, melting away into the older woman's advances, his cock tingling with delightful pleasure. Parting their kiss, she smiled before saying, "And our naked fun can be our little secret, hmm?"

"Okay!" he said eagerly, much to the red priestess delight as she could feel her own loins heating up, her pussy glistening at the thought of the young boy being her little toy for the evening and maybe beyond, "Well… where do we start? With the naked fun?"

The boy was so innocent and Melisandre couldn't help smile as she imagined all the ways she was going to pervert him into a little sex fiend. Licking her lips, she pushed herself up onto her feet, taking Rickon by the hand and leading him deeper into her room. Rounding a small corner, she led him over to her bed, the pair clambering onto the covers, her hand latching immediately back onto his cock, eliciting more gentle moans, "Well little one… we both need to be naked, don't we?"

Nodding excitedly, Rickon clambered up onto his feet, quickly throwing his tunic away before tossing his boots aside. In his hurry to get naked and join Melisandre, he swiftly removed his trousers and undergarments, his cock springing free, still hard and erect from seeing the busty woman before him and her soft massaging ministrations. Standing naked, he quickly slid back down looking expectantly at Melisandre as her eyes glanced over his body, admiring every inch of the young boy.

"Mmm… impressive indeed," She murmured seductively, her hands roamed across his young body. Gently rubbing his arms and down to his boyish young chest, she admired his small frame before ogling the young slab of man meat between his legs. Despite being young, his cock had blossomed naturally into a relatively thick seven-inch shaft, with a delicious pair of balls dangling below. Biting her lip, she let her hand slide down around the boy's body, gently cupping his small, pert bum cheeks before her other hand grasped his cock, "It seems we're both ready to have some naked fun… shall I start?"

Before he could answer, he watched in awe as Melisandre lowered her head into the young boy's lap, lying flat on her stomach, her arse angled up to the air. Opening his mouth to say something, Rickon's voice descended into a squeaky moan as he felt the red priestess press her lips against his cockhead, a simple kiss enough to make him moan. Holding his cock straight, she let her tongue roam across his head, curling around each delicious inch of the most sensitive portion of his cock. Flicking her tongue back and forth, she continued to jerk his cock softly, drawing his foreskin back and forth across his tip.

Sliding her tongue down and along his shaft, she lapped greedily at all seven inches, covering each inch of his delicious cock with a thin shimmer of saliva as she let her tongue dance playfully over his cock. As her mouth focused on his shaft, her hand slid up to his tip, her thumb gently massaging him as pre-cum began to seep from his cockhead, smearing across her hand. His young boyish moans filled the room, as Melisandre let her tongue edge closer and closer to his small balls.

Enveloping one of his balls in her mouth, she gazed up at the young boy her piercing eyes holding his gaze as he watched her please his sensitive organ, her tongue playfully batting his ball around her mouth, covering it in saliva before she popped it out of her mouth. Her lips attached themselves to his other ball applying the same delighful treatment to it, as her hand continued to glide swiftly over his shaft. As she left his balls shimmering with saliva, her mouth returned to his cock, licking and dancing across his shaft until her lips were pressed softly against his tip, her tongue continuing to flick across the sensitive flesh.

Her hand drifted to his shaft and she felt his orgasm building inside his cock, ready to explode free at any moment. Rickon's mind was In a whirl as her velvety skilled tongue teased and brought his cock unbelievable pleasure. The pleasure that was coursing through his cock with each flick of her tongue was building up within him, building to something that he couldn't quite pin down. His cock twitched and was on the verge of something, but in his naïve young mind, he had no idea of the intimacies of sex.

Smirking, Melisandre decided to finish the young boy off, enveloping his cock in sweet pleasure. Parting her lips, she took his cockhead into her mouth, the velvety warmth of her soft lips around his cock, forcing his eyes to roll back into his head. Her tongue continued to slide around and along his cock, teasing out every facet of pleasure as she pushed her lips slowly down his shaft. Moaning loudly, Rickon felt more and more of his cock disappearing into the woman's mouth, her tongue continuing to play and tease his cock. His knees began to tremble as the pleasure built within him, but he stayed strong.

Forcing more and more of his seven-inch cock into her throat, Melisandre felt his cock hit the back of her throat and simply let it slip deeper, plunging into new depths. Her gag reflex was non-existent, with his cock being able to push past her throat and deeper still, filling her mouth to the brim with his deliciously young cock. Finally, she forced the last few inches into her mouth, her bright red lips pressing firmly against the base of his cock, against his bald prepubescent crotch.

The young Stark moaned as she enveloped the entirety of his cock in her mouth, but was still teetering on the edge of what he would learn was his orgasm. Knowing this was the case, Melisandre closed her eyes and simply began humming around his cock, sending purposeful and delicious vibrations along his cock, just as her hand wrapped around his saliva slick balls, massaging the spit across his sack. The vibrations added to the feeling of her warm silken throat and her hand simply brought him over the edge as his orgasm finally hit.

Spurting cum deep into Melisandre's throat, Rickon shook as he felt his cock surge with unbelievable pleasure, the sensations he was feeling were unbelievable to young boy. Moaning loudly and continuously he emptied his entire load down the woman's throat, which she swallowed calmly, simply loving the taste of the young boy's seed, simply revelling in the taste he was offering.

Grunting as his orgasm subsided, he fell backwards, lying flat on his back, his breathing ragged. Following after the boy, Melisandre kept his cock enveloped between her lips, continuing to drag her plump red lips back and forth across his cock as it softened, until it flopped against his thigh. Smirking, she admired her handiwork, the imprint of her lipstick around the base of his cock a testament to her oral abilities.

Crawling over the small boy, she considered his eyes as she lowered her head to his chest, her tongue darting back and forth across the young boy's nipple, a soft moan lifting from his lips as she toyed with the sensitive nub. As it slowly hardened, she took it between her teeth, rolling it back and forth, lightly and softly biting down, just enough to make him wince from combined pain and pleasure. Planting one last kiss on his small nipple, she bit her lip rising face to face with Rickon before reaching in for a kiss.

The boy succumbed to her advances once more, letting her tongue battle his, but ultimately win, exploring his mouth with an increased fervour. Passionately kissing Rickon, she felt his cock beginning to rise again, the tip prodding against her thigh as it knelt between his legs. Smiling into her kiss, she pulled away ready to draw him back into her realms of pleasure, "Did you like that little one?"

"Yes Milady…" he panted, the exhilarating overcoming him as he lay there, feeling his cock rise once more, with a hunger for more of that sweet, divine sensations that her mouth gave him, "It felt really, really good Milady…"

"It did now? Well I'm glad it did…" she purred, her fingers slowly crawling up the boy's chest, circling around the nipple she had so carefully erected. Gentle rubbing it, she felt more life rising through his cock. Rickon was almost ready for round two, but she wanted more, "How would you like to make me feel like that?"

"Okay!" he said pushing himself up to sit in front of the kneeling woman, his eyes drifting towards her legs, down to her pussy. His excitement turned to confusion as he wondered just how he would do so, with her parts being so much more different than his, "But how… you don't have a thingy…"

"Oh, little one, there is so much more you can do with what I have…" She purred, slowly reclining back on the bed, her head resting against the headboard as she spread her legs, her pussy folds parting ever so slightly, her cunt glistening slightly after the pure eroticism of bringing such a young boy to orgasm with only her mouth. Her hair spread out behind her as her arse was massaged by the comfortable sheets, her hands spreading out wide as she glanced at Rickon, whose face was in awe as she spread herself for him, "Go ahead… you can touch it…"

Crawling forwards, Rickon knelt between her legs, his cock grazing her inner thigh, smearing a glistening line of saliva across her creamy skin. Cooing slightly at the simple touch, she moaned reclining further back and letting the boy simply explore her body before the star event came into play. Reaching forwards, he ran his hand along her thigh, the feeling of her soft skin bringing his cock back to full mast. Caressing her leg, his hand reached her pussy, grazing the very edges of her pussy, inadvertently taunting her with pleasure, teasing her.

Biting her lip, she closed her eyes, the sensations Rickon was sending through her body the only things she cared about. His young naïve fingers traced along her folds, exploring her pussy, rubbing and touching her most sensitive areas. Running his finger along her slit, he grazed her clit causing her to moan and Rickon's attention to be focussed. Rubbing back and forth across her clit, he watched as she moaned louder and louder, the simple touch of her incredibly sensitive nub sending shockwaves through her perfect body.

"Mmm…" she moaned as he introduced his second hand, his fingers pushing through her folds, his mind excited that her pussy went deeper. Sliding his fingers slowly forwards, he watched as they disappeared inside her, her body seizing in pleasure due to his diligent ministrations. Her moans spurred him on as he was curious to see how deep her pussy went as his entire finger slide deep inside her pussy.

"There's a hole here!" he said excitedly as he drew his finger back and forth inside her, covering the digit in her sweet juices. Chuckling ever so slightly, Melisandre's moans grew louder as he continued to slide his finger in and out and rub her clit, his experienced yet curious hands doing an incredible job of bringing her closer and closer to her own orgasm, one that she intended to share with the young boy.

"There is indeed little one… you're going to get very familiar with that hole…" she moaned loudly as her hands went to her breasts, rolling her erect nipples between her thumbs, gentle tugging and pulling on the sensitive nubs as Rickon dared slip a second finger inside her pussy. His fingers were thinner and smaller than most, but it was still enough to make moan and grind her hips against his fingers. Under her breath, she finished her sentence saying, "And a few other holes I know as well…"

Feeling that her pussy was in dire need of some added stimulation, Melisandre rose from her position, crawling down the bed, pushing Rickon back with her, her pussy quivering as his fingers slipped out from inside her. As he lay flat on his back, Melisandre crawled slightly farther up his body, her knees either side of the boy's hips, pinning his sensitive, orgasm ridden cock between her slick glistening cunt lips and the boy's stomach. Sitting up straight, she threw her hair back, grinding her hips up and down, massaging Rickon's cock and her clit with her movements, her gyrating sending wisps of faint pleasure through both their bodies.

"This is the real fun Rickon… are you ready to have some real naked fun?" She moaned, her eyes closed as she reached between her legs, grasping the bulbous tip of the boy's cock and pressing it flat against her slit. Her folds parted for the boy's cock causing her to moan louder than when his fingers probed her there. His thick, more bulbous cock was a larger and more pleasing tool than his curious fingers. One she intended to ride into the dirt.

Before Rickon could reply, she pressed her hips down, the tip of his cock slipping inside her pussy, causing the boy's eyes to go wide in pleasure. The tightness, the warmth, the velvety wet walls were more than he could handle as she slowly slid down his cock, her lips enveloping more and more of his shaft. He gazed, enthralled as her pussy swallowed his cock until her crotch was pressed firmly against his, her hands roaming his young chest as she felt his cock settle inside her, her walls clenching down on the young cock.

Taking a moment to adjust to the new intruder and to let Rickon adjust to the brilliance of the new hole his cock had sank into. Her mouth had been delectably sweet, but her pussy had thrown him into new realms of pleasure that were simply divine. Moaning In unison, Melisandre began to slowly raise her hips up and down, sliding her pussy back and forth across Rickon's cock. His eyes were fixated on her cunt lips as they parted and swallowed his cock. The way they moved and his cock moved inside her was fascinating to the young teenage mind and the pleasure on top was intoxicating.

Letting his hands wander, he rested them on Melisandre's thighs, his fingers pawing slightly at her arse cheeks which were slapping ever so softly which each gentle bounce. The sound of her wet pussy slapping against his crotch filled the room as their moans joined together beautifully. Growing bolder, his hands found their way around to her plump arse cheeks, each cheek far too big for a single hand to hold. Her grabbed and pulled at her flesh, inadvertently pulling her down harder onto his cock, her cheeks crashing together with each movement.

"Mmm… you like my bum? Oh, fuck me Rickon…. Fuck my tight little pussy," The language startled the young boy as she swore openly in front of him, her lady like demeanour disintegrating in favour of a woman in desperate need of an orgasm. Leaning backwards, her hands went back to her breasts, immediately sharply pulling on one while gently rolling the other one between her fingers, the contrasting feelings driving her orgasm closer as she spewed profane word after profane word.

Both were crashing towards an orgasm. Rickon's past playing with Melisandre's tight cunt had brought her closer to her orgasm and their loving sex was bringing her nearer and nearer. Rickon would have managed to last a little longer had Melisandre not suckled his cock and brought him to orgasm, his cock feeling far more sensitive in the wake of their past ministrations.

Moaning loudly and together, the red priestess began slamming her arse down on the young boy, shaking his grip on her arse cheeks free as she desperately neared her orgasm. Biting her lips and pulling roughly on her breasts, she could feel her body building to her orgasm as she squealed, "Fuck me harder little one!"

Rickon had no control over fucking her as she rode him harder and harder into the bed with each pounding thrust. Suddenly her bouncing slowed and her body seized, her orgasm washing over her. Moaning loudly, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she continued to play with her breasts. Her pussy convulsed and spasmed as she arrived at her orgasm, her tight hole growing even tighter around the boy's cock tipping him over the edge.

Grunting loudly, the boy squirted what cum Melisandre had not milked from him with her lips, deep into the red priestess pussy, filling her with cum. His cock head twitched, several strands of cum painting her insides as she came wildly. Riding down her orgasm, she slowly rocked her hips as Rickon's softening cock slipped out of her pussy, a dribble of cum following as she lay loosely on top of him, "Did you enjoy that little one?"

"Even more so!" He said, not feeling drained after fucking Melisandre, but instead imbued with a certain vigour, one that brought a smile to the woman's face as an idea popped into her mind. Rolling off the bed, she strolled slowly over to the door, her arse shaking with each step she took. Holding the door open, she signalled to the small boy saying, "You know… there is someone you ought to meet…"

"In the castle?" he said rolling of the bed and strolling after her hesitantly, seeing a bead of his cum roll down her inner thigh. Nervous about moving through the castle while naked, Rickon twiddled his thumbs, looking out into the dimly lit corridors of King's Landing, "Naked? Should we dress ourselves first?"

"But there is more fun to be had in the castle whilst naked, is there not?" She smirked holding out her hand, which the boy eagerly took, convinced by her words. Together, they strode into the castle completely naked, to go and meet Melisandre's friend, her arse bouncing alongside his softened cock.

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"Mother… what are you doing?" Sansa gasped as she saw her mother stride into the room, her outfit a noticeable change in the woman's stoic demeanour. Cocking her hip, she smirked at her eldest daughter as she tried to cover her exposed breasts and pussy from her own mom, but failing miserable as Catelyn ogled her daughter's busty and plump body. She might be her daughter, but it was hard not to admit that Sansa had definitely grown up quite a bit and reflected her mother's curvaceous body a lot more.

"To make sure you're doing everything right," she smirked striding slowly over to Joffrey, her hand wrapping around his shoulder, while the other softly and delicately wove itself around his thick base. Breathing in sharply, Joffrey was frozen, somewhat enthralled by the older woman's touching. Her hand was an expert as he rode up and down his shaft, softly squeezing and tugging in all the right places. Her skill when handling a cock was apparent and Joffrey couldn't help but moan. Smirking Catelyn turned to her daughter, whose eyes were wide with shock and said to the young redhead, "Every girl should know how to suck a cock…"

Startled by her mother's change in demeanour, Sansa watched in shock as the woman slid slowly down to her knees, her hand continuing to glide back and forth across her Prince's cock. Face to face with the cock, she settled herself in her own world, where only she and the cock in her hand mattered. Parting her lips, she took his cock into her mouth, enveloping three inches in a single mouthful. Her tongue slid up and down the portion of cock in her mouth as she applied gentle suction, suckling expertly on his tip.

Moving back up his cock, she quickly slid back down, five inches disappearing down her throat with ease, her tongue continuing to wrap itself around his cock, coating every inch with slick saliva. Closing her eyes, she revelled in the taste of the young boy's cock and the remnants of her daughter's saliva. Moaning softly both out of instinct and out of building pleasure in Joffrey's cock, Catelyn slowly began to draw her lips back along his cock, drawing out each movement her lips made, ensuring that he felt her pleasurable spot in her mouth before her tongue wrapped back around the tip of his cock.

Swiftly, she moved her head back down, seven inches disappearing into her warm velvety throat, Joffrey's legs almost collapsing as she wriggled her tongue ever so slightly around his base, the tip of her tongue protruding from her mouth and tracing around the part of his cock her throat was yet to envelop making sure every inch of his cock was treated to a hot wet, pleasurable sensation. Pulling slowly back and along his cock, she spewed a mouthful of spit down his cock, her hand quickly massaging and stroking it, spreading her spittle up and down his cock as she popped the tip out of her mouth, planting one last kiss on the tip.

Much to Joffrey's dismay, he watched as the older woman rose back up to her feet, her hand still gliding expertly along his shaft, her plump supple lips hovering near his cheek. Glancing over at her daughter, she noticed that Sansa had shifted her position. Her hand still occluded her breasts, trying to hide herself and retain some semblance of decency, but the hand that was covering her pussy had slipped subconsciously between her legs, gently rubbing along her slit, teasing herself while she watched her own mother suck her betrothed's cock.

"Why did you stop…" Joffrey asked his anger subsiding with genuine desire as he wanted his cock to be finished to completion by the older woman who was so expertly cradling and jerking his cock.

"Would you like my hot young daughter to take over? Whilst I make sure you get a show worthy of a prince?" She murmured in his ear, just low enough that Sansa couldn't hear. A simple nod was all the confirmation she needed as she turned and whispered, "Then command it…"

"Uh… erm… Sansa I want you to suck my cock!" he stammered, desperate to have someone sucking on his cock and even more intrigued to see what show Catelyn promised him, his mind raging erotic possibilities that would make his mind explode.

"Really my prince?" she said, throwing her hands away from her privates, completely disregarding the fact that her mother was there as Catelyn blended into the background, letting the two young teens sink back into their erotic display. She had been watching the two before she entered, her hand buried between her thighs gently rubbing herself as her own daughter pleased the soon to be king. A truly hot encounter that Catelyn couldn't pass up being a part of. Before Joffrey could affirm her question, she had wrapped her hands around his cock, gently and loving caressing it with a certain degree of finesse.

Having picked up a few things from her mother, she squeezed and tenderly tended to the boy's cock, the saliva her mother left behind giving her hand a silky-smooth feeling that brought a moan to Joffrey's lips. Lowering her mouth to his cock, she took a slow approach, dragging her lips long and seductively across his cock, her tongue pressed flat against the bottom of her mouth. Slowly pulling her lips across his head, she forced herself to swallow four inches of his cock, the love she bore for him, inhibiting her gag reflex as she only slightly choked.

Moaning around his cock, she lovingly sped up, making sure each inch of her prince's cock got the attention it needed, her tongue lapping around his cockhead when she finally made room to move it, her hand continuing to jerk his saliva slick shaft, strands of spittle dripping onto his balls. Instinctively letting her hand drop to his sack, she softly massaged his balls, eliciting a throaty groan from between the prince's lips.

He had almost completely forgotten about Catelyn as his cock was once more enveloped in a velvety soft mouth, but as she strode around behind him, her hand drifted onto his shoulder, he was reminded. Leaning into his ear, she whispered, "Remember she's my daughter…"

His eyes grew wide as she strode past him and slowly around behind Sansa. Sinking down to her knees, Catelyn placed herself right behind Sansa, her older hands prying the soft, supple and plumps cheeks apart. Never once looking away from Joffrey, she revelled in the look in his eye as he wondered if she was going to do it. Consumed in her own world, Sansa was oblivious to her mother's fondling and focussed purely on the thick cock in her mouth, trying her hardest to make him cum.

Slowly, Catelyn extended her tongue, lowering her head so she was inches away from her daughter's arse. Wiggling her tongue simply to entice the teenage boy, Catelyn flicked it across Sansa's puckered asshole, causing the young Stark girl to moan into Joffrey's cock. The Prince groaned at how naughty the whole scene was and simply revelled in the beauty of the two girls moaning in the room. Sansa felt something dance across her arsehole, but simply let it happen. While her mind knew that the only logical explanation would be her mother, she neglected to acknowledge it, simply succumbing to the newfound pleasure as she guzzled another inch of Joffrey's cock.

Tracing her tongue along Sansa's arsehole, Cat made sure that it was slick with saliva, before slowly pushing forwards, the tip of her tongue delving into the young girl's arse. Her moans vibrated through Joffrey's cock as the small wriggling muscle forced itself inside her tightest little hole, the pleasure making her knees quiver as she experienced her first penetration. Even if it was her mother's tongue. She had always been aware of such sexual activities, but never really indulged the true reality of her own arse being exploited for pleasure. But now in that situation, Sansa was consumed by the brilliant sensation.

Continuing to suck Joffrey's cock, Sansa let her moans provide most of the pleasure as she found herself consumed in her own pleasure far too much to suck his cock. He was far from complaining as those delicious vibrations were pushing him towards his much-needed orgasm and the sight of Sansa's mother eating the redhead's arse while she sucked his cock was a sight that would bring joy to any man in Westeros.

The entire scene had brought Joffrey's orgasm on hard and as he pulled his cock out of Sansa's throat, a strand of saliva connecting her plump delicious lips to his cockhead, he began jerking himself of, wanting to see the pretty redhead showered in his cum. His cockhead twitched, several strands of cum spurting across the young girl's willing face, much to her mother's excitement. Pulling her tongue out of her daughter's arse, she strolled around to Joffrey's side watching him paint her daughter with his cum. Moaning loudly, he squeezed the last few drops out of his cock before letting it flop softly against his thigh.

Sansa sat there, her eyes glazy as she saw her mother. Expecting to feel shame, she only felt her pussy start to get wetter. Her mother leant down pressing her soft lips against her own, a strand of cum pressing onto Catelyn's lips. Lifting her daughter onto her feet, Cat grabbed her arse roughly, pulling her body against her own, feeling their flesh press against each other, moans filling the room. As they parted their lips, Catelyn licked the portion of cum that remained on her lip, before turning to Joffrey, "We still haven't cum yet and need a thick cock to change that."

"Wine first," he said kindly. Far too kindly as he offered two glasses of dark red wine, far darker than any Catelyn had seen before. The girls took the cups before Joffrey raised his own, the wine a distinctly lighter colour. Smiling, a rare sight to be seen on the arrogant prince, he gulped down his wine, the two girls doing so too, much to their future dismay…

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"Two beautiful queens… the mother of dragons and the flower of the Tyrell family," Cersei mused striding back and forth across her room, her nude exposed flesh bouncing with each step. She adored her private chambers, the moments when she could be alone and simple be bare. She had stripped as soon as she arrived and as she paced back and forth she caught a glimpse of beautiful nude body. Her curvaceous motherly hips and plump, fat arse. Her sizable soft, pillowy tits. Stunning. Musing again to herself, she said, "Two queens trying to take my throne for themselves. A Targaryen slut and a Tyrell that would bend over naked in the market and be fucked by everyone and their dog just to get the Iron Throne."

Turning around, she smiled walking back across the room to her table and picking up her long black leather whip, caressing it softly in her hands as she rose it high in the air. Bring it down swiftly, it cracked through the air, imprinting a bright red mark on the beautiful pale flesh of a pert delectable arse. Smirking to herself, Cersei looked down at her knees and smiled, "Two queens who failed and are now bound and naked in my castle…"

The muffled, whimpering moans of Daenerys and Margaery were louder after Margaery's arse was the subject of Cersei's whip. Their failed attempts to overthrow Cersei's rule had led them here. Both of them were stripped naked, their hands bound tightly behind their backs and forced onto their knees for the queen's pleasure. Gagged so as to not alert attention the two failed queens were Cersei's new playthings and she had such delightful plans for them.

Whimpering after the sharp whip to her arse, Margaery attracted Cersei's attention. Dragging the long black whip down along the woman's face, Cersei couldn't help, but admire the Tyrell slut. She was incredibly pretty and her body was as tight and pert as it needed to be. Her arse barely bounced, but was full and meaty enough to warrant attention, with her tits serving as her main attraction. Round, full and plump little handfuls, capped off with the perfectly tiny little nipples. She was a treat. Cersei's treat.

The whip slid along Margaery's collar bone, circling around the woman's breasts playfully flicking her nipple until it was hard, toying with her tits. Trying her hardest not to moan into her gag, Margaery fought the urge to reveal her willingness and enjoyment of the current situation. She might have despised the queen, but having her naked, toying and teasing her was a strangely erotic encounter. Continuing down along her stomach, the whip arrived at her pussy, gently parting her lips, the black leather tip glistening from her arousal, "Hmm… even when she's being dominated the little Tyrell slut is still turned on. Is your pussy quivering?"

Gently rubbing Margaery's pussy with the whip, Cersei was coaxing her into moaning, her whimpering sounds drowning out behind the gag, her body so close to simply succumbing. Suddenly, the whip shifted brushing against her clit, causing the Tyrell to inadvertently moan. As soon as she did a loud crack filled the room as the whip collided with her pussy leaving a red mark across her lips. The pain was bearable and was soon surmounted with pleasure, as Margaery watched Cersei's attention flip.

Daenerys was kneeling watching the whole thing, her eyes unwavering. Cersei had heard rumours of Targaryen whore beyond the narrow scene, spreading her legs for some horse-lord like a common whore. But with all the letters and missive detailing the blonde-haired woman, Cersei had never thought she would be as pretty as she was. She was a little plumper than most, but it made her look even sexier. Her arse was delectably fat, jiggling with each simple shuffle she did on her knees. Her breasts were similar, but nothing compared to the behind she was sporting. Part of Cersei made her want to simply bury herself between those cheeks, but she realised there would be plenty of time for that, with her two little queens going nowhere.

"The Horse-Lord's Whore… tell me your majesty… did he make you fuck his horse? Bend you over and let the beast rut your cunt like the animal you are? I'd bet your pussy is looser than any in the city. If it'd make you feel more comfortable, we could fetch a stallion from the stable. Fill your pussy right up like your used too," Cersei teased, her whip grazing over the Targaryen's pussy, teasing her with the same treatment she gave Margaery. Lifting the whip, she brought it down on Daenerys's arse, a bright red mark shining on the girl's creamy skin.

She loved the way the whip marked her arse. Spanking the other cheek, she watched the red rise to her skin as her bum shook. The squeal she let out was muffled by her gag, but was loud enough to make Cersei's pussy quiver to some degree. Feeling the carnal need for pleasure burning between her legs, Cersei stowed away her whip turning back to the two queens kneeling before her. Reaching over to each of their gags, she said, "Breathe a word and I'll have you bent over outside a brothel as a free fuck for the entire city."

As the two queen's mouths were freed, they kept their silence knowing full well that Cersei would keep her word and likely have them stay outside the brothel for weeks on end. Smirking, Cersei positioned herself between the two facing Margaery, Cersei's glistening pussy shining ready for the redheaded slut, "I want to cum… so you two will use those delighful tongues to please your respective holes. Getting licking or I will bring that horse up here. And it won't be your pussies it will stretch."

Margaery was hesitant, not wanting to give the queen her satisfaction, but as Cersei wove her hands into the Tyrell's red hair, she knew she didn't have a choice. Shuffling forwards, she planted her lips on the glistening folds of her cunt, her tongue probing along her delicious folds. She tasted divine, but the pretence upon which she was licking her out ruined that for Margaery. Flicking her tongue along he slit, she pushed into her hole, her tongue writhing around inside her as her nose was buried in the queen's tuft of trimmed pubic hair.

Daenerys need even less convincing. From her time in Essos, she had seen her share of horses and while she had never lain with one as the queen professed, she knew that there was no hope in hell she was going to risk a horse getting anywhere near her arse. Shuffling forwards, Daenerys was presented with the queen's plump arse cheeks. Without the use of her hands, she pushed her face between the cheeks, her tongue probing blindly as she tried to find Cersei's puckered arsehole. Flicking her tongue across the hole, Dany recognised the feeling of an asshole, her tongue dancing across the tight constricted hole.

Coating her arse in saliva, Daenerys rested the tip of her tongue against Cersei's slightly gaping ass. Pushing forwards, she let her tongue push into the queen's delectably tight hole, enjoying the taste of the queen regardless of the situation. Letting her tongue roam freely inside the queen's bum, Daenerys couldn't help, but feel her own thighs getting wetter as she lapped away at her beautiful bum.

Moaning loudly, Cersei enjoyed the dual sensations of the two-young queen's their tongues somewhat expertly delving into her two tight holes. Softly caressing Margaery's hair as she lapped up her sweet juices, her chin glistening wet as she ate out Cersei, the queen let her eyes roll back into her head. It was as if she were getting double penetrated again, only their tongues were more adept than a simple cock. They searched for her most pleasurable sensitive spots, and each time they grazed against one, Cersei shuddered in pure pleasure.

Pulling her tongue away from Cersei's pussy for a moment, Margaery caught her breath before stabbing her tongue between her folds, the tip massaging across the queen's clit. Moaning loudly, Cersei guided the young girl around her clit, forcing her tongue to pleasure her In the most intimate way. Flicking back and forth across the sensitive nub, she felt the queen beginning to grind against her face, simply using her tongue to bring herself to her own orgasm. Letting her face go limp, Margaery simple allowed Cersei to grind and rub against her face, plunging her tongue back into her hole and letting the Tyrell's nose tingle and massage her clit.

Lifting her leg, she draped it over Margaery's shoulder pulling her deeper into pussy and opening her cunt wider. The sudden shift in position pried apart Cersei's plump arse cheeks, wide enough that Daenerys could see her puckered arsehole, focussing her attentive tongue on the sensitive hole. Pushing her tongue back into her arse, Daenerys settled herself in a slightly different position almost sitting beneath the queen as she rode Margaery's tongue. The new alignment allowed for the queen to ride both their tongues as if they were cocks, which she took full advantage off immediately.

Rolling her hips back and forth, she built up a rhythm that pulled Margaery's tongue out of her cunt just as Daenerys was forced in and vice versa, rendering the two women on their knees immobile, having their tongue and faces used as instruments to Cersei's pleasure. The queen's rising moans and the general erotic nature of the scene had turned their bodies wild and they were craving release as their two pussy began to soak themselves, their thighs glistening as they begged for pleasure.

Cersei couldn't have cared less as she simply used the two girls as a medium to her own pleasure, riding and grinding against them, their dual tongues bringing her to her orgasm rapidly. Continuing her grinding and moaning and lusty gyrating, Cersei sped up. Feeling their tongue moving in and out, probing her delectable holes eagerly, brought her to the edge as Margaery's tongue slipped from within her pussy, sliding through her folds and flicking across her clit, she came.

Showering Margaery in her juices and cum, Cersei squealed keeping the two women's tongue buried inside her convulsing spasming holes a little while longer while she writhed in pleasure. Soaking Margaery's face and hair, her orgasm subsided, her body calming down as she unsaddled the girls faces a smile on her face. Quickly replacing their gags, she slid into a chair, lifting a glass of wine, her hand dipping subconsciously between her legs as she smiled, "She could get used to having two other queens around…"

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Bran watched in awe as he saw the queen in her chambers. After finally arriving where he wanted to be, he had stripped down naked to watch the queen undress, to finally achieve his orgasm, his hand rapidly sliding back and forth across his cock. Little did he know she wouldn't be alone. The two mystery women who were bound and naked on the floor, their bodies almost rivalling the queens, were a joy for the young boy.

Watching as the queen forced them around the room, using their tongues and mouths for her own pleasure in ways Bran couldn't even imagine. The way she spanked the two women, their pale and creamy arses turning red with each slap. That combined with the lack of clothes on anyone in the room was enough to bring Bran to the edge and as the queen adjusted the two women so that the blonde was delving into her arsehole and the redhead was revelling in her pussy, Bran came and he came hard.

The combined and rising pleasure that had been building from first watching Arya and Jon to his father's fuck session with the princess, finally culminating with the queen's sexual misdemeanours meant he sprayed the door to the queen's chambers with cum. Moaning loudly, he joined with the queen as Cersei's body shook with an orgasm. Their bodies and faces were matched as they both came, showering the door and the women with their cum.

Bran slumped against the floor, his cock softening and dripping cum as he recuperated, simply enjoying the fact that he got to witness the queen's endeavours with two beautiful women. Reaching out to grab his clothes, he realised that they were caught on something. Looking over, he saw a foot attached to a long slender leg, rising into a round plump arse and glistening pussy, standing on his clothes.

"What do we have here," Cersei smirked as she looked down at the small naked boy, his cock dribbling cum. She was still naked and the two ladies lay watching their engagement as her foot rose and stood between Bran's legs, her toes softly toying with his cock. Smiling widely, she purred, a delightful plan forming in her head as she imagined the lucrative possibilities the young Stark boy had, "Enjoy yourself?"

Author's Note: I'm happy with how this turned out and similarly to my Modern Family Story I intend to continue it to some degree. Of course, it is very long and writing each chapter if this takes time, so don't expect updates to this story every day. But let me know if you enjoyed it. I also enjoyed the length and variety in the story and it felt a lot more fun to write than a simple one pairing per chapter story.

With that in mind, I started a poll on my profile that asks whether you prefer the older style of one pairing per chapter or the newer 10,000+ words with multiple pairings and sex scenes. Really interested to know which one you guys would prefer to see me carry forwards into new stories and older ones.

Also, who else really enjoyed Melisandre/Rickon? Absolutely loved that pairing and will be using more of them. Maybe a pair up with Cersei/Bran? Two mature cougars and their young boy toys?

Please do leave a comment with suggestions and feedback. More detailed the better. I write these stories for you guys and your input and response is really what drives the stories forwards. So, anything really! Love you guys and I'll see you next time!