Queen Catherine - Sex Stories

Queen Catherine

... before he looked up at her with owlish eyes. "M-more?" He asked.

"Beg me for it." She whispered, putting a hand around his neck as he gasped.

"Fuck, please, more?" He whined. She squeezed her fingers around his neck as she began thrusting harder. He moaned as she pounded him, cursing under his breath between his slutty noises. Wet sounds were coming from his pussy as he raised his hips to meet hers. Suddenly, she sat up, only to put more weight on her thighs and hips and slapped him in his face. He gasped, but she felt him tighten around her.

She had his legs on her shoulders now, slapping and gripping his thigh and ass and hearing him moan louder. Suddenly, he was nearly screaming as she felt him twitch and cum around her thrusting cock.

"Fuck, yes, good boy." She moaned as she pounded him.

He looked up at her as he realized she wasn't stopping. "F-fuck, it's t-too much-" He gasped, but she just covered his mouth while he whined.

"I know you want it, cum for me." She commanded and felt him cum around her again, never ceasing her rhythmic thrusts as his pussy convulsed around her cock filling him up. "Fuck, I'm going to..." She moaned as she thrust one final time, cumming in his worn-out cunt. He moaned as she twitched inside him, she twitched as he moaned in her hand.

She felt him go limp as she pulled out, ...

... cum spilling from his abused hole. She leaned down and kissed him softly, feeling him kiss back. She pulled back to look at him, tracing his jawline with her thumbpad.

"Was that ok, honey?" She asked sweetly. He nodded weakly. He looked tired. She undid his arm restraints, letting him work his wrists. "You wanna be my little boytoy now? Let me cum in you until we have an heir? Don't worry, no one will have to know you're carrying, it'll be our little secret." She kissed his cheek, pulling her long hair behind her back.

"Fuck, yes, Queen Catherine." He whimpered.

"We can get married, we can live our lives, and no one will have to know you have such a nice little-"

"Yes ma'am!" He said quickly, giggling. He cuddled up into her chest, but she sat him up, taking off his sweaty, raggy work shirt. She saw the bindings around his chest.

"May I?" She asked. He nodded, his eyelids drooping as she unwrapped the bindings, letting his breasts free. "That can't be comfortable." She chided.

"It's not. But it's necessary." He confirmed, laying back down.

"No one will have to know about us, sweet boy, ok?" She asked, leaning back down to kiss him. "I can have a husband, you can have a wife, and we can be each others'. And I can go rougher on you next time if you want." She added with a giggle.

He nodded. "I'd love that."