“ Your majesty ? You called for me ?"I asked as I entered the very pocket-sized bedchamber, more suitable for a servant than the king of Spain.

"Ah yes. Please come in Saint Christopher,"she said and patted the bed beside her."I assume you are still intent on leading an excursion for this supposed westerly path to the East ?"

"Yes !"I said excitedly and sat where she had indicated. For ten recollective age I'd been petitioning the courts of Portugal and now Spain, trying to find ships for such a treacherous journey. Excitedly I repeated,"Yes your majesty !"

"commodity, then you shall listen to my proposal and on agreement I shall grant your request,"Isabella stated and I eagerly awaited her future words. Her husband King Ferdinand had been the only reason I stayed in Iberia rather than continue on through Europe to find a benefactor for my trip. He truly believed in my estimation, yet his fool experts said I was underestimating the circuit of the ball. So excited was I that it was clear I had a hard time sitting still as I patiently awaited her adjacent words.

She seemed to enjoy in my anxiety so preened a bit before explaining,"I have acquired the contract for respective ships for my personal ... indulgence."She let that sink in for a moment then continued,"As such I shall give them to you for each… indulgence you give to me."

Having stressed it twice I couldn't help but ask,"Indulgence, your highness ?"unsure what I could possibly afford her. I was the begging pauper of the two of us.

"Yes,"she stated and then removed her shawl to show me her bare shoulders and the tops of her chest lifted up by her ornate and custom fit corset."My husband has been away on his preparations for war to rout the last of the Moors from Southern Iberia and rid the Continent of their blasphemy."As interesting as that was I wasn't following why she was unlacing her wearable,"Yet as noble and just as his programme may be, that leaves him away from my bed for far too long."

"So you wish for me to…"I gulped finally grasping her intentions. We were both fully adults and had families. My wife had many years ago died, but I had a new lover and a son with her, though she refused to marry me."No your loftiness, I couldn't betray the king's trustingness like that. Should anything happen…"

"You will be long gone on your voyage,"she interrupted and continued to slowly transfer her complex habiliment."Besides it is too late for you to refuse now. Should you die to even attempt to please me I shall have no other pick then to summon the palace guards and have you beheaded instantly for attempted rape."

"But… I… I… I…"I gasped and then she grabbed me by frock and pulled me into a passionate kiss. It wasn't a candy kiss for lover, or even a married osculation. It was simply passion and lustfulness as her tongue forced it's way inside my mouth. I knew what she said was truthful, now with her lipstick coating my face I was either her willing adulterer or food for thought for worm in the grave. And if this was the only way to finally get the ships I so desired, then by all the hells I was going to do it. I kissed her back and pushed her back onto the bed as I stood.

"Ah !"she laughed up at me."I see that you have acquiesced ?"

"So it would seem,"I said loosening dinner dress coat jacket before taking it off and throwing it over a chair."So the deal is one ship for each leniency ?"I asked coyly. She just nodded and I simply lifted her hanker enveloping dress enough for me to douse under it and burrowed between her thighs. She quaked and laughed, but delighted in my forthrightness. In the dark I found her womanhood uncovered by any far small clothes so went decently to work.

My face pressed into her sonant Venus flower and sampled her cancel womanly aroma finding it sweetened and tempting indeed. Then with long, languid strokes I extended my tongue and licked up and between her moistening folds. With instance and excitement she pressed down on my head through her bird to press me thick, so I took her buttocks, one in each script so that my thumb could gallop to her jetty and pull her petals apart. Now able to feast on her sensitive bit directly I speared my lingua inside.

Never in my wildest dreams had I considered becoming a choir to a pouf, but she had clearly been planning this for some time. She began loudly moaning out her pleasure loudly to our empty room, making me worry about those sentry duty she had claimed would fulfil me on the pip if I should refuse, yet none came. They clearly knew the difference between get cries of transport and those of choler. As I moved my spit all around her channel I wondered how many other fan she might have had that her husband didn't know about. Surely it couldn't be many as rumor would have gotten out far before now, but maybe her staff and sentry duty were just that right and loyal ?

I moved my tongue up to the top of her slit, finding her business firm piffling nub eagerly awaiting my slathered caresses. To accompany my shift in oral focus I slid two fingers from my ripe hired hand into her birth canal to continue to stir her insides. For her piece the queen was boisterously enjoying my work and I could tell her offset ‘ indulgence'was already nearing. I flicked my natural language like that of a standard candle flame, gently but quickly, and then felt her clasp around my invading fingerbreadth as it arrived.

"Oh God ! Yes ! Yes !"she screamed to the heavens, though I did not yield just yet. I wanted to give her no cause to doubt my seriousness in this endeavor, so continued to solve her put up monster's tit and joggle my finger's breadth in her churning quim. Her first climax was ending and I'm for certain if I'd been given the time her second would only be transactions away."Enough,"however the queen mole rat dismisses me and advertize me away.

I emerged from beneath her long multilayered chick to see her breathing hard, making her half covered white meat heave most appealingly."Oh, Chris you make me feel like a daughter again,"she said with a giggle. Then something lighter her eyes."For that I grant you the Santa Clara."

I knew the ship, a small fifty ton caravel nicknamed La Niña, Spanish people for The Girl, a pun on the public figure of her possessor, Juan Niño of Moguer. Either way it was a poor start for such an effort."But your highness it is but a low trade ship. Built to sail the Mediterranean, not the open ocean."

She brought her foot up to my groin and pressed her stockinged foundation against my swelling as she smiled,"Then perhaps you should make any further indulgences more… substantive."

"Very well,"I said and released my belt to dismiss my rear of tube and hose, then exposing my naked member to her.

"Mmm, very prissy,"she said appreciatively and then sat up to inspect it more thoroughly. Her fingers were delicate and adroit as she took hold of my still somewhat soft manhood. I clearly wasn't the young scantling I once had been, but she didn't seem to mind. In fact I was actually surprised when she took the squashy mushroom top dog into her mouth.

"Ah, your highness…"I gasped at the unexpected pleasance she brought me with her warm subdued backtalk."You don't have to…"but she wasn't to be dissuaded. Her bridge player gripped close at my theme and slid more of my phallus through her tightly pursed lips and across her strong wet tongue. All I could do was sigh as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wanton monarch's oral ministrations.

"Don't let this go to your head,"the queen teased as she continued to stroke my hardening tool with her hand."I'm not your whore, but rather you are mine."Then she pulled my hips around and forced me to sit upon the bed if I wanted to keep my penis attached to my rosehip. Then, with a fanfare Queen Isabella unclasped her doll and tossed them over her drumhead, leaving only clothed by her miserly corset as she pounced upon me.

Once more she grabbed my erection as she placed all her weighting on her hand pushing my chest down into her plush feather bed and thick goose down comforters."Your desire for my ships makes you my prostitute to use how I wish."Then with her tightly squeezing hand she pointed my dick up and then forced it up into her kidnapping. After that I knew what it must be like for those poor women who were used by the rougher of sailors after a yearn time at sea.

I'd seen them hire one man after the next, sometimes only second spacing between one and the following, and the queen rode me heavily and libertine like she couldn't get enough of me inside her. She must take been still quite excited from the licking I'd given her, and maybe treating me like a man-whore turned her on. Her rosehip thrashed, not really thrusting, but grinding me up inside her as she focused on making her velvety paries like a vice trying to extort me out.

Only her former ensconcing of me with her mouth gave me the rigidity needed to endure her almost violent thrashing atop of me as she quickly achieved her second climax of our encounter. Once again the noble woman revealed her idolatry to our Divine as she shouted out as her pleasure."Oh, fucking. Oh… Jesus messiah !"I felt bad that I'd really not done anything to affect her pleasure other than being a quick post for her to writhe upon, but then I remembered that my reward was conditioned upon her pleasure. Better to hold out on my release for as long as possible and net the most I could out of this once in a lifetime chance.

"Oh Chris, you make such a great whore,"Isabella moaned as she came down from her gamy."I think then for your next payoff you should make a whore's ship. So I'll give you that painted one owned by Cristobal Quintero."

"But…"I'd heard it called La Pinta, but couldn't remember it's true gens. Its captain had the ship's bow all painted up with barely clothed adult female to go with its lifelike wooden figurehead. They sure liked the distaff form and no curiosity with the skipper's ill-famed reputation for visiting every brothel in the cognise world. I wanted to complain, but at least La Pinta was slightly larger of a ship than the first I was granted use of, and I still had my specialty to try and stop up at least one More watercraft."Thank you your grace."

She stood up and extracted herself from my length and I wetly bounced exempt, still standing erect."Good, now you are truly gear up for what I desire."She crawled back onto the bed and placed her head on her manus as she left her ass up and go down on out over the border of the bed with her feet."I want you to thrust deep and arduous. I want your final leniency to pull up stakes me sore enough to think until my husband returns in a fortnight."

Spurred on by her Word of God I stood up and approached her generous fanny end and hair covered mound split by her puffy garden pink neither lip. The normally conceal hide of her fair behind was clean as China porcelain contrasting harshly against her blackened curly pilus. I would get been ship's boat with her by nature, but her news told me she didn't want tenderness, but fervour. With a gentle smack I laid one hand against the bare rump and she giggled with a little surprise before saying softly,"Harder."

I spanked her backside again on the early impertinence and she just moaned again. I laid two more, one on each boldness, then grabbed my rod and poked it's tip up the seam of her womanhood once more. Strangely she pulled away."No man but my married man is allowed to foul my womb with his perfume,"she teased.

"But.."I began and then she lowered her hips and placed my erection into the small of her back.

"Yes… my hindquarters,"she said, though I'd understood without her explanation. I'd never found that as gratifying as all the bawdy sailors joked about. I'd also heard of more than a few ‘ good Christian'whores that somehow thought being bugger was somehow less of a sin than giving up their first blood sexual abstention. That way should they ever marry they could still exact to be Virgin for their husbands. I would normally refuse such an crack, but this was my last chance to garner a avowedly oceanic ship that could result my miniscule fleet.

"As you wish your highness,"I agreed as I repositioned my love spear into her Demon's hole. It was smashed, though I could tell this was not her first time doing this. Her hind end transit stretched tightly to allow me entryway, then clamped down once I was halfway inside.

"Oh yes Chris !"she moaned as I thrust in deeper, taking the rest of her that she had held back."You are so much great than my married man the king ! You are truly exploring new territorial dominion tonight !"Somehow that made it find even better. There are not many fourth dimension when you can get more congratulations than a king, particularly not one as intelligent and accomplished as Frederick, so now I found I couldn't hold back from thrusting as late as I could making her scream with pleasure, and scream she did.

Through the slenderize interior wall of her flesh I could suddenly feel something on the undersurface of my phallus. With a coup d'oeil I could see she guide several fingers inside her, and trying to crop the rest of her deal in, thrusting and pushing as she worked as firmly as I was to bring about one final orgasm, clearly the considerably one yet by her extolment to God. I was right on the edge too, as her excitement was as arousing as the feelings of her body clenching tightly around my manhood.

"Mother of God !"she started clenching tighter and I knew both of our peaks were near."That's the ship I'm giving you !"she screamed out."The Saint of Immaculate Conception, mother of our lord ..."she gasped and shuddered, `` Jesus of Nazareth Christ ! ``

I could n't hold on either past the erotic vibration and thrashing my lover was experiencing as I reamed her ass deep and hard. But I also could n't help but accredit frigate, much gravid than the first two ships she gifted me, whose existent epithet was La Galatia after where it was from, yet of all the ships was the merely one with a depiction of the virgin Mary as a nominal head. With duple joy I buried myself deep in her bowels and groaned out, `` Santa Maria ! '' as my waterspout of come injected into her rectum.

'' Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! '' the spasming ruler shouted out as she was overtaken by the same exaltation. I pinned her to the bed, riding out my climax atop of the woman I 'd just sodomized as we both collectivity breathed heavily. When the last of my ejaculate was expunged I rolled off of my new devotee and laid down next to her, still panting and dizzy from my trials.

'' So ... Christopher, do you guess that those three ships will be enough to successfully complete your journey ? '' Isabella I asked with a roundabout grin. I was about to tell her that they would and thank her with another osculation, but we were distracted by a strait outside. `` diddly ! They 're other, '' she exclaimed grabbing at her put away gown and running for the lav. Likewise I hurriedly pulled my breeches back on and ran out into the living room, plopping down on the lounge and turning on the TV to pretend I 'd been there the whole time.

'' Hey Mike, '' Chet said as he looked at me,"Nice duds."

"Thanks,"I smirked off his backhand compliment. I knew he wasn't entirely comfortable with me dating his only when girl, so I could only imagine what he would do if he ever found out what I'd been doing to his married woman on and off for the last few old age of college. Danielle alone was everything a Danton True Young sexy hungry guy like me could ask for, but was so shy about sex, even after that threesome we'd had one Super arena Billy Sunday right here on this couch. Her mother Cheryl however was utterly wild !

"Where's Cheryl ?"he seemed to ask suspiciously as if reading my mind. I worried that I had some criminative grounds of out tryst showing, but just tried to stay put cool.

"She's still getting changed,"I said trying to spend a penny it sound like I was bored to death waiting for her. He just laughed and that set me at ease a little.

"charwoman huh ?"he joked and that was finally when Danielle came in after him.

"Daddy !"she scolded him as she entered wearing her own transcript of a princess's garb that looked amazing on her."You should dress up and come with us too. It 's fun !"

'' Naw, I 'm fine with just enjoying a day off with a beer and my Monday Night Football, '' Chet answered.

"You look amazing !"I interjected honestly. Even though she was now my steadily girlfriend and was introduced to sex in the presence and astrictive participation of her mother, we never told her that anything else had happened before or after we started dating. In fact there had been quite a few skirmish when we'd come household for vacation visit. I don't know why I couldn't help myself around the honest-to-goodness woman, but unlike Danielle who only let me take a leak love to her in the dead of nighttime one or two nights a week if she didn't have an early class, Cheryl was always adventurous and seemingly always ready for a quickie.

Like tonight when Cheryl sent Chet and Danielle out to the boutique to size the dress she bought for her while we stayed at their home. Her alibi had been to give her daughter some tone father-daughter time. It wasn't three minutes after their car pulled out of the private road that she had her dress on and handed me a brochure with facts and point about Columbus and Isabella the Catholic and simply announced, `` You have ten minutes to get dressed and study up. Then you better be ready for your final exam exam… St. Christopher. ``

Her pure tone and inflection as she swayed her hips back into her bedroom left me no doubt about what she was planning, yet alone with her in her own household and dressed up in these costumes she was irresistible. She 'd found out that I loved history back finis summer so I ten minutes later I entered her bedroom an explorer and she a king. And honestly even I had to admit it had been fucking sexy as perdition !

"See !"she said smiling from ear to beautiful ear as she came over to hug me and hold me the chastest of kisses to my cheek since we were in front of her father.

"I'm ready,"called out Cheryl as she emerged from her bedroom."What do you think Chet ?"she asked her husband thrusting forward her pushed up bosom just as she'd done for me.

"I think you near cover up or you'll catch a frigidity,"he said putting a damper on everyone."Weather says icing tonight."

"We'll be back before it's too belated,"she sighed."Of dearest you're turnout is lovely !"she then switched topics to apprize her daughter's costume."You and Mike make such a cute couple ! Let me take a picture."Then she got her television camera out and took a few picture of us smiling. Before he could fly the coop she turned to her husband,"Chet, take one of all of us."Then she handed him the camera and got in closing curtain to my back.

Of track no one could see past their dash of bird and posing close, but she grabbed ripe onto my ass impertinence and squeezed it hard as her enigma way of saying she really liked tonight."Smile,"Chet said blandly and snapped a few picture of me sandwiched between his wife and daughter. Soon we'd be out to a themed Columbus Day company a Friend of Cheryl was hosting, but I had the opinion it had all been her approximation in the starting time berth just to set up something like this. well it had worked and like a fly I was clearly caught in her web. I just hope Chet never finds out because I have no doubt that no matter how bad a back and knees he has, he will fucking defeat me if he does.






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