The Queen’s Prime: A Naughty, Silly Fairy Tale - Sex Stories

The Queen’s Prime: A Naughty, Silly Fairy Tale

... Thank you.”

Vaginella scooted from the room, leaving Clitoria alone with her grandmother.

“Your mother means well,” LXVII said, leaning over and putting her arms around Clitoria’s shoulder.

“I know. And I will do my duty, but why does that mean I have to look like a slut to do it.”

“There’s nothing wrong with being sexy. Or with being a virgin,” her grandmother said, pointedly.

“I’m not…” Clitoria started, then met her grandmother’s eyes. “Okay I am, sort of. But I popped my cherry with my hair brush, so technically…”

LXVII shook her head. “Nope, still a virgin.”

“It’s my body! I get to choose!”

“Not any more,” LXVII said. “You belong to the queendom, and you have to produce an heir and a second. Once that’s done, do what you want.”

“I know. I’m not opposed to sex, I just wish I could go at my own pace.”

“I know,” her grandmother said, pulling her to her and giving her a hug. “But your mother is going to lose her shit tomorrow if she gets into the Priming and discovers you are still a virgin.”

“She won’t know. My cherry is gone. It’s your job to confirm this fact and report to my mother that I am not a virgin. The rest I can fake tomorrow.”

“If you’ve never touched another man or woman sexually your mother will know.”

“Crap. Okay, fine, send for a knight. Let’s get this over with.”

LXVII shook her head. “Not that simple. Once your mother turned you over to me, nobody but me is allowed to touch you until your Priming.”

“So the ...

... whole virginity test thing – if the Princess fails…”

“It’s up to her hot MILFie lesbian grandmother to set things straight.”

There was a long, uncomfortable pause.

“How do you feel about that idea?” LXVII asked, breaking the silence.

Clitoria stared off into the distance.

“I...don’t know. I’ve never had sex – with a man or a woman – so I have no idea what to feel…”

“I promise I’ll be gentle,” LXVII said.

“Wait a second,” Clitoria interrupted. “You knew I was a virgin, and you knew that if I stayed a virgin you would have to take care of that, and you prefer women. You set this up!”

LXVII shook her head. “My dear, don’t play that game with me. You are the smartest queen we’ve had in many generations. You have read all the laws, you knew the rules. You could have taken care of this before now. You are the one who set this up, not me.”

Clitoria looked into her grandmother’s eyes. She was right. In the end, if anyone had to do the deed, she was glad it had to be LXVII. She and Clitoria had always been close, and though Clitoria didn’t consider herself a lesbian like her grandmother, she had definitely had thoughts about her mother’s mother that were not particularly pure. In fact, when she had popped her cherry with the hairbrush, it had been her grandmother she thought of, since she had no men she had become attached to.

“I guess I was,” Clitoria said. “I have no idea what to do now, though.”

“I can remedy that,” LXVII said. She leaned forward, ...