Queen's Garden (4)
“Ah, aaah…! Y-you, you're getting bigger again…! Who told you to move your hips on your own? Haaang. You've lost all sense of propriety. Only I get to take the lead in our… Eut, haak. W-wait! I just came, it's still sensitive…! Th-that's too muuuch!”
“Why are you whimpering like that, Your Majesty? It feels good, doesn't it? Enjoy it.”
Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Haaaah! N-nooo!”
“What's no? Where feels good? Here? Should I thrust deeper there?”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Aaaah, yes! R-right there, that's gooood!”
“Whew, feels good for me too. Your Majesty's pussy is so lovable. A legendary pussy, they say.”
“Haak! N-Naru, you… Calling the queen's pussy legendary? How insolent! Haaaah! Yes, just like that…! Haaang, haaang!”
While I lay beneath her, relentlessly pounding away without pause, Queen Isabella thrashed her head from side to side, her mind utterly lost as she cried out in ecstasy. Right above my eyes, her two sagging, grandma-like tits bounced and jiggled wildly. I grabbed them with both hands and yanked them downward. I sucked on her nipples one after the other, slurping noisily. The taste was out of this world. If only milk had come out, it would've been perfect. Besides her tits, I kneaded every touchable spot—her lips, waist, ass, thighs—while slamming into her over and over. Unable to withstand the pleasure, the queen climaxed again.
“Aaah, ah, aaaah! Again…!”
Her pussy quivered, clamping down hard on my cock. I shuddered too.
“M-me too! Ungh, Your Majesty! I'm cumming inside again!”
With furious momentum, as if piercing her tightly shut cervix, I unleashed my load. My cum filled her pussy to the brim and overflowed, dripping down to soak the grass. The queen collapsed onto me with a wet splat, panting heavily.
“Haa, haa… How dare you treat me so roughly, you rascal… Whew…”
She slyly smiled.
“You've cum twice already—must be tiring. But you need some punishment. Don't disappoint me. Get it up again. Now.”
“Already hard and waiting, Your Majesty.”
“What?”
The queen hurriedly reached down and fumbled with my cock, her eyes widening in shock.
“H-how is it still so sturdy? After cumming twice?”
“Hero stamina.”
I sprang up, flipped her onto all fours like a dog, and pounded her from behind.
“Haaak! Ahng! Ahng! W-wait! You bastard! Are you insulting me? Who said to do it like this? Hngh!”
Slap! Slap!
“Thought you'd get bored, so I switched positions. Hope it satisfies you.”
“Hngh! Ah! Ungh! S-stop! A lowly nobody like you, acting on your own…!”
Despite her angry words, her pussy gripped my cock tightly, gushing juices. Even when I excitedly slapped her ass, she just moaned and grumbled, offering it up without real resistance.
“Eek! Hiiik! Heuk! Y-you're too intense…! What are you? How are you this good…!”
Thanks to Melissa, Hazel, and Lydia, my sex skills had leveled up big time. We'd fucked like rabbits. My technique had improved a ton. Thanks, girls. I was thrilled to get praise from the queen, who was better at sex than me.
“Ungh! Here it comes!”
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
I dumped my third load deep inside Queen Isabella's pussy. Thanks to her Isle, no pregnancy worries, so I emptied every last drop.
“You really produce a lot… Eut…”
“Sorry.”
When I pulled out, a massive flood of cum surged from her pussy. Exhausted, the queen slumped to the ground, panting. She brushed back her disheveled hair, glanced at her crotch, then around at the mess, letting out a hollow laugh.
“Dumping this much cum all by yourself… Makes me look like some gangbanged slut.”
The grass was absolutely drenched in cum. Her legs glistened all the way to her soles from the overflow.
“Even ten men couldn't match this.”
“Forgive me.”
“Forgive? After turning me into this? I'll milk your balls dry today. Brace yourself. You fucked me like an animal just now—you deserve a spanking.”
The queen curled her lips slyly, looking determined. Even after three loads, she brimmed with energy. Was she really the Queen of the Night? If we'd gone pure stamina vs. stamina with no skills, she'd have toyed with me and crushed me. Good thing I had Cock Recovery and Cock Resilience Enhancement holding me up. But her legendary pussy shortened my time to climax—down to 2-3 minutes. Pure stamina issue. Her grip was just too good; no way to last longer. I had to admit it: the queen's pussy was a national treasure that drove men insane.
“Ready for your punishment, Your Majesty.”
I stroked my cock firmly, pretending to be tough, and thrust it out over her head as she sat on the grass. My erect shadow loomed right over her face. She gaped in admiration.
“Hard again right after three loads? What are you…? Hero in all the wrong places.”
A smile spread across her lips.
“Handle me rough like before.”
“You sure that's okay?”
“Hehe, feels exciting—like fucking a strong servant boy.”
Servant boy? I'll change that to husband! With that thought, I lunged and shoved my cock in.
“Haaaak! Hngh! Ungh!”
I laid her on the ground, grabbed her ankles, spread her wide in a V, and hammered down from above. We moved beyond the grass too—fucked under the cascading waterfall, carried her around with my cock buried inside like a stroll while thrusting deep. Finally, as she drowned in pleasure and lost her mind, I pulled out and came on her face. Luckily, she didn't get mad about the mess. She even cleaned my cock, sucking and swallowing every drop.
With that, we left the room and headed to separate baths to clean up.
“Phew… Barely survived.”
After bathing in the room Head Maid Marie had shown me, I changed back into my clothes and stepped out. Inhaling the heavy air of the ornate corridor, I let out a weary sigh. My body ached terribly. Facing this era's ultimate seductress of a queen had drained me body and soul.
“Acted tough in front of her, but the damage is severe.”
Isle-granted sex skills kept my cock fine, but my whole body was wrecked. Seven brutal rounds with the queen had nearly depleted my stamina. If ambushed now, I'd be helpless. My thighs and hands trembled. My back wouldn't straighten, and something felt sprained. I just wanted to lie down and sleep. All stamina-related. My current Isles couldn't fix it. Where could I get stamina-boosting Isles?
“There you are.”
At our meeting spot, the queen—now in a glamorous dress—greeted me with a bright smile. I was impressed.
She's totally fine? Incredible.
After all that, no sign of fatigue. She'd orgasmed five times, yet looked perfect.
“You were amazing. Got it all out of my system—stress gone.”
Queen Isabella gazed at me warmly, dusting my collar and fixing my appearance.
“Your praise humbles me.”
“When you leave, get your pay from Lady Marie. Told her to be generous.”
Pay? Was she paying me like a gigolo?
I enjoyed it too, and now cash on top? Jackpot.
Fucking the queen and getting paid? Best deal ever.
“Here. Pardon cards signed by His Majesty and me.”
“Thank you.”
I grinned and took the ten card-sized pardons. Now I could kill ten people scot-free in this kingdom.
“Follow me. Had Marie gather the people.”
“What for?”
“To announce we found the necklace.”
I followed her to the castle's highest floor. Soon, we stood side by side on a balcony overlooking a vast plaza.
“Waaaaah!”
The crowd erupted as they spotted us. Shockingly, the plaza teemed with people.
“Hear me! Today, Hero Kang Naru has returned the necklace I cherished so dearly!”
The queen praised me regally. The masses hung on her every word, showering me with thunderous applause.
“I greatly commend Kang Naru standing beside me!”
“Kang Naru! Kang Naru!”
“The greatest hero, Kang Naru!”
“Long live Queen Isabella!”
“Eternal Relitz Kingdom!”
Young and old alike chanted our names endlessly. It'd been ages since such fervent hero worship. I spotted famous adventurers in the crowd eyeing me with envy and jealousy, turning away with renewed fire. Competition would heat up.
This is why we adventure. Definitely hero material.
I waved brightly to the plaza in response. They had no clue I'd fucked their queen one last time in her bedroom on the way out.
“Why isn't it working? This can't be.”
The queen shook the necklace in her hand. She chanted a dark magic spell again over her palm, but nothing. It lay dormant, as if drained of power.
“Something's off.”
She bit her lower lip, frowning.
“Did Naru figure it out…?”
Meanwhile, Naru rode a carriage away from the palace.
“Sorry it turned out this way, Your Majesty.”
He smirked, reminiscing about yesterday.
“Kinzen, got that box of Neville wine as promised.”
“You punk, you punk! Could've bought it, but you whined anyway?”
“Hard to get. So, what about the necklace? Kept giving off bad vibes—what's the deal?”
“Get ready. Here we go.”
Kinzen, Thunderfield Guild's magic engineer, slotted the necklace into a device. It suddenly glowed, and a vicious evil spirit burst out, skittering across the wall at blinding speed.
-Kieeeek!
Naru summoned Lancer and hurled it. Thwack! The blade pierced the spirit, pinning it to the wall. It shrieked in death throes and perished.
“Murder Ghost Lord.”
“Queen probably planned to assassinate rivals with it.”
“Would've been dangerous if she'd kept it. Corrupts the owner's mind too.”
“Using something that horrific for the throne? Insane. Tsk.”
That explained the necklace's inert state. The queen, sensing it intuitively, fumed.
“Seize Kang Naru at once!”
“Your Majesty!”
Lady Marie rushed in.
“Sir Naru left this for you.”
She handed over a single pardon card.
“Ha.”
Queen Isabella laughed in disbelief.
“That guy… Haha, hahaha! He got me good. Me, of all people!”
Nearby, Sir Latimore approached, bowing.
“What now? Shall I fetch Sir Naru?”
“Let him go.”
The queen quickly calmed, smiling.
“Hate to admit it, but a deal's a deal. Let it slide.”
She tossed the necklace onto the table carelessly and left. Alone, the pendant clicked open, replaying her childhood memory.
“Hahaha! Mommy! Daddy! When I grow up, I'm gonna be queen for sure!”
“What'll you do first as queen?”
“Marry a handsome prince!”