NOVEL NEXT Chapter 55: Seducing Royalty!
(Syrilblia’s POV)
In the morning, Mother and I had dinner with the king and queen. During it, they lamented what happened with Martin. To them, they never knew how evil he was.
To further distance ourselves from him, as well as push any stain on our family away, his other crimes were brought to light by the still living victims. If Martin wasn’t already in a grave, he would most certainly be executed a million times over now.
At the moment, I was drinking tea with Marina in my private room, that was granted to me by the king and queen. As we had brought Carna and Velta with us, there weren’t any maids to hear or spy on us.
Carna: “Syrilblia, do you want to seduce the queen?” She asked.
Syrilblia: “Does that question even need to be answered?” I reply with a giggle.
The queen… apparently, she was fifty this year. Age didn’t hurt her at all, and she was a beautiful, mature woman. Not in the same way as Marina and Flare, though.
Rather, she is more mature than that. Queen Amona… The woman had bright blue hair that went down to her shoulders. And she had the big breasts befitting her age and title. Her eyes were also the same blue color, and I had to stop myself from staring into them…
Carna: “That’s good, Syrilblia. During that breakfast, Amona had looked at your breasts countless times.” She informed with a laugh of her own.
Marina: “Yes, I noticed her lusting after Syrilblia as well. Amona has confided in me that the king can’t get it up anymore, and hasn’t for tens of years.” She added.
Syrilblia: “So… you two are saying that the queen not only wants me, but her kitten aches for attention?” I ask with an excited tone.
This is perfect! Amona was very, very mature. I have always wanted to do a woman her age… I wonder how she will moan. Such an age… should she have some interesting fetishes?
Marina: “Take this key, Syrilblia.” She said, handing me an ornate looking key.
Syrilblia: “What’s it to?” I ask after taking hold of it.
Marina: “Amona spends most of her time in a private room. Long ago, she handed that key to me, and said that I could enter it at any time.” She answered.
Syrilblia: “Ah, so I am supposed to show up there and seduce her?” I assume.
Marina: “That room constantly smells like sex. No, she didn’t invite others for sex. In reality, she just masturbates. Of course, her invitation was one of sex. One that I never accepted.” She explained.
Carna: “With our greatly enhanced sense when compared to a human, Marina just never entered it when Amona was pleasuring herself.” She added.
Syrilblia: “…”
That lovely conversation was what led to me standing in front of this door. Swallowing the saliva in my mouth, I took out the key from my storage ring, and I then used it to unlock the door.
Inside, sitting down on a couch, was the queen. She wasn’t touching herself, and she was just drinking some tea. It didn’t take long for her to realize my arrival.
Amona: “…Surely, your own mother didn’t send you to me, knowing what would happen…” She said with an unsure tone.
Syrilblia: “You’re very lonely, right? I can solve that.” I say, closing and locking the door behind me.
Amona: “…”
Syrilblia: “If you don’t want this… then just say no, Amona.” I say with a smile.
Putting down her tea, Amona was unsure of what to do. With a giggle, I took her hands, and I placed them on my still clothed breasts. Without needing to teach her anything, she started to massage them with glee.
Pushing her hands off of me, I used cleaning magic on her. Then, I got down on my knees, and invaded her special place. Soon, the mature woman was moaning like the sluttiest woman in the world.
Amona: “A girl’s tongue… this isn’t like anything that I have ever felt before.” She said, moaning all the way.
As she was older, I made sure not to do anything too extreme. Such a woman… Amona was very gentle. She wouldn’t like rough or extreme sex. As such, I made sure to give her loving and gentle licks.
Amona, wanting more, started to thrust her sex on my face. This sped up the process greatly, and the woman came. Unfortunately, she wasn’t a squirter. But Amona, squirming and twitching in orgasm, was very satisfying to see.
Syrilblia: “Let’s move to the bed.” I say before picking her up in a princess carry.
No windows, a bed, and the room was treated with magic that prevented any sound from escaping it. This was the perfect masturbation room. But now, it will be a sex room.
Amona: “I… I am a little old… I’m sorry if you’re disappointed with my body…” She said with a sad tone.
Syrilblia: “Nonsense… You’re very beautiful, Amona.” I say with a smile, lovingly touching her face.
She didn’t have the normal signs of age for a woman this old. Her breasts were firm and bouncy, her skin was soft. Apart from a blemish here and there, Amona had a body that most women from my old world would kill her over.
Maybe it is due to it being a world with magic, but most of the women here are very beautiful. It must be magical, as such beauty even extends to women of her age.
Amona: “Can I look at your body? Heavens believe me, but I never looked at a girl in a sexual manner before… Yet alone one as young and beautiful as you.” She asked with a nervous tone.
With a grin, I slowly took off my clothes while Amona almost breathlessly watched in awe at what she was witnessing. In no time at all, I was nude.
Amona: “So beautiful…” She praised, swallowing her built up saliva after getting out of her daze.
Syrilblia: “Do you accept?” I ask.
Amona: “As you can see from my lower half, yes.” She replied.
Syrilblia: “Not that. I know that you want to have sex with me. What I am asking is… are you okay with falling out of love for your husband?” I clarify.
Amona: “Girl, I fell out of love for him the moment that I laid my eyes on you. Clearly, you aren’t doing this for no reason… What do you want from me?” She replied.
Syrilblia: “Marina is my wife, and soon, we will start to take over the entire world. All I ask is that you side with us.” I answer.
Amona: “I knew that you two acted far too close to each other… A lofty dream… Though I feel like you and Marina will be able to do so. Very well, take me on this day, and I am yours forever.” She agreed.
With a happy smile, I pulled the mature woman into a kiss. Either it was because it has been a long time for her, or because she wasn’t good at kissing, but I had to teach her how to dance with me.
Lick!
It didn’t take her long to learn, though. Parting our lips, I pulled her arm up, and started to lick her armpit. I was very happy to see that it was clean shaven, and also so delicious looking… Hm… tasty. But once again, Marina tastes far better. Oh? She is feeling a lot from this…
Like with Serena and her belly button, perhaps Amona’s armpits are a weak point for her? Noticing this, I went on full offense, attacking her armpits with gusto. In no time at all, the woman had come from me licking her armpits. How lewd…
Amona: “I am ashamed…” She said with an embarrassed tone, hiding her face behind her hands.
Syrilblia: “There is no need to feel embarrassed. Whatever you want, I will indulge. With me, you can have your every desire granted.” I say with a warm tone.
Amona: “Every desire? Young Lady… I wasn’t aware that I even liked other women until I met you yesterday.” She said with a laugh.
Syrilblia: “Then why don’t you think on it for a bit?” I suggest.
Amona: “…”
Syrilblia: “…”
Amona: “When I was a child, I was pretty naughty. My mother would spank me all the time.” She informed.
Syrilblia: “And?” I reply with a raised eyebrow.
Amona: “This kept up until I was around 17 years of age. Mother stopped, as she finally realized that I was only being bad just to get her to spank me.” She continued.
Syrilblia: “You got off to it?” I assume.
Amona: “…That is an indecent way to put it… but, yes.” She admitted.
Hehe… she isn’t a masochist, I am sure. But this is a curious thing. As it was very vanilla, I haven’t spanked Priscilla or Flare. Getting off of her stomach, I went to her side, flipped Amona her around, and then I sat her stomach on my lap.
Syrilblia: “Are you ready?” I ask.
Amona: “Yes…” She nervously answered.
Smack!
Since her butt was pretty big, I didn’t need to worry about hitting it too hard. The sound my hand made when it hit her butt… was very loud. And a handprint was now on her left cheek. My smile was big, as Amona’s embarrassed moan was far louder than the smacking sound. Hehe… this is going to be a fun experience for both of us!!