Oh, my Cat. My lovely Catelyn.
Robert felt like he was on cloud nine. The woman he loved so dearly, once again in his bed. He so dearly longed to feel her warmth again, and finally, he had it. Catelyn was finally in his arms once more.
"Ugh!" Robert grunted when he felt the tight, silky wetness coat his cock yet again. "Cat…"
He hazily opened his eyes and looked down.
The smile vanished from his face. Not the red hair he was searching for. No, there was blonde hair and those green eyes.
"You whore! Who let you in here?" Robert bellowed in rage and gripped her bobbing head.
"So now you desire your husband's cock, eh? Aye, I'll give it to you, Cersei—You incestuous whore!"
"Ummm! Mmmm!"
Mercilessly, Robert thrust up and pulled "Cersei's" face down with a tight grip on her blonde locks.
"There, have it all!"
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Moments ago.
Myrcella crawled over to Robert and started kissing all over his back, planting her pink, delicate lips all over his warm skin.
She licked and kissed his muscled calves, his ass cheeks, his balls, the crevice, his back, anywhere she could reach as her pretty little face slowly went up his body. She was intoxicated by his scent, wanting more and more of it melding into her very being.
She tried her best to push and turn him around, and succeeded as Robert grunted in his sleep and turned to lay flat on his back.
Myrcella kissed her King right then, lathering his face with her tongue, nibbling on his lips, and licking his neck. Her lips fluttered across his chest, going lower and lower, eventually sitting between his legs and leaning so far down she almost lay prone there.
She rubbed her face all over his almost flaccid cock, nuzzling and teasing like a pet looking for affection. She worshiped his virility, a thing she was certain no other man in the world but this would get from her.
Her kisses landed on his nectar-covered shaft, again and again, while licking his balls thoroughly. She wasn't bothered by Sansa's taste on his cock, even feeling some sort of excitement from the flavor. Her golden locks messily sprinkled everywhere as she slithered her tongue around his sinewy length and finally started to suckle his cockhead.
She started stroking his shaft with her graceful hands, his crown buried deep in the heat of her mouth. Her head went lower and lower as she pushed more and more of his twitching need into her mouth.
Myrcella took all of his flaccid length in her mouth and suckled hard, forcing his calming erection back to life with her slithering tongue. She didn't care if it struck the back of her throat, if it choked her, and fucked her mouth mindlessly, she wanted it all. All of her King's attention, all of his powerful, fiery brand, deep within her.
"Cersei!"
"Hmm?"
Before Myrcella could react to her King's voice, her hair was already tangled up in his gripping palm, her face, fucked by the King's relentless thrusts. Her eyes widened for a moment, surprised by his ferocious ambush. But the thought of missing this moment flickered in her mind, and instead, she relaxed her throat, letting him fuck her face as much as he wanted.
Her heart felt joy that he gave her so much attention, so much loving, so much eager flesh diving into her lips. She tried her best to slither and sway her tongue to tease him and arouse him even more, thinking he might show her even more of his "loving" when pleased.
"I'll show you how I treat my whores!"
Robert suddenly lifted her head off his cock by her hair and started moving. He dragged her along as he slid to the side of the bed and sat on the edge, his feet firmly on the floor. With his sturdy arm around her small waist, he hoisted her up and sat her firmly on his lap, her back against his chest.
He roughly pulled up the hem of her nightgown with one hand, sliding his rough palm on her velvety legs, and bunched it all up around her waist. His other hand pushed down the rest from her shoulders, squeezing her breasts tightly as he did so.
"Uaahhh.." Myrcella moaned from the rough treatment, losing her sense by the mix of pleasure and pain. She loved it all.
Robert quickly slid both arms under her knees, opening her legs wide as he lifted her light body entirely on his arms. He held her legs up high, effectively folding her in front of him, opening her up for his cock. Her knees smushed against the side of her breasts while Robert's hands found their way all the way behind her head, leaving her dangling over his cock in that stretched, folded, tense position.
The rage fueled him, the hunger compelled him to punish the whore in his arms.
Myrcella felt the cold air of the room caressing her exposed pussy. The drooling nectar, cold on her skin; the clenching thrill in her loins aroused her all the more.
Then, without warning, Robert slammed her body down onto his rigid pole, spearing her tight cunt dead center. The wonderful compression instantly engulfed him, gliding along his cock until it struck gold.
"Aaahhh!" Myrcella cried out loud, this being her first ever real cock, let alone so big.
She felt it all at once, the instant stretch on her delicate petals, the stinging pain of her first fuck, her entire pussy filled up in mere seconds, her mind was going wild. The juices of her loins spurted out a little between the slither of gaps, her pussy clenching tightly around his giant-like cock. Despite the pain, she loved every bit of it. She loved her "father" in all but blood's powerful arms, his hot girthy cock, and she wanted more!
It shocked her how easily Robert kept her lifted in the air, practically using her cunt like a personal cocksleeve that he thrust down on himself at his will. He was so strong and mighty, and the more she thought about it the more she submitted herself to her perversions.
"Ghh!" Robert groaned a little from the grip of her muscles, so tight, so compact, he could almost feel every breath she took.
He suddenly lifted her again and threw her down, smothering her furnace with his hungry cock. Over and over he fucked her like a puppet, using her helpless position to his pleasure. He wasn't going to go easy on "Cersei", not even if she begged.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ahhh!!!! I love it Fa-Fath… Yes! Yes!" Myrcella moaned and mewled incoherently with each thrust, her face blushing pink as her eyes rolled in delight. Her breasts jolted between her knees, unable to sway from the tight hold he had on her legs.
Robert started to lift her again, deliberately slow this time, making her feel every graze and scrape his crown made inside her sweltering paradise. He grinned maliciously when he felt her body tremble in his arms, bringing her all the way up until only his throbbing head was inside her.
"You love this? You want this? You want this cock inside you, whore?" He growled into her ear from behind.
"Y–yes…" she answered kittenishly, her pussy lips twitching around Robert's swollen cockhead.
"Say it! Say what you want!"
"I… I want… your cock…. Your Grace…" Myrcella muttered in a low whisper.
"Beg me, beg me like the whore you are!!" Robert roared.
"I want it! I want f-fath… your cock!" She cried out with her eyes clenched tight.
"Good!" Robert suddenly slammed her down on his thick hardness. His fat, turgid shaft was so tightly squeezing in and out that an onlooker would question how this was possible. How it was fitting inside all the way to the base each time.
He knew what he was capable of, intending to turn her into an utter quivering mess. His own hips started to jolt up, searching for that release. He pushed up into the stretching walls of her pussy, drawing pained moans from her. Her whimpers stifled in her throat as she was overcome by bliss.
He threw her down on his immense cock, again and again, going in deep every time. He could feel her clenching pussy flooding with every few dozen thrusts. How many times she'd already come was unknown. "This is it! This is your place, whore!"
"Yes, yes! Please… I'm yours… Yes, use me! I'm here to serve!"
Myrcella's perverted thoughts took a more verbal form as her mind flushed with arousal. Her multiple climaxes pooled and trickled down the tight gaps, coating his cock in a frothy mess and some drips rolling down his balls.
He fucked her like no tomorrow, controlling the pace, hard and fast until her mouth was left slightly open and her moans simply followed the pace of his jolts. Each deep thrust made her pitch change, singing like an erotic siren, utterly losing her mind.
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