1. Columbus’ Trials


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Cuckold, Erotica, Gothic, Hardcore, Male / Older Female, Mature, Oral Sex, Prostitution, Romance, Wife, Author: Efon, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    “Your majesty? You called for me?” I asked as I entered the very small bedchamber, more suitable for a servant than the queen of Spain. “Ah yes. Please come in Christopher,” she said and patted the bed beside her. “I assume you are still intent on leading an expedition for this supposed western route to the orient?” “Yes!” I said excitedly and sat where she had indicated. For ten long years I’d been petitioning the courts of Portugal and now Spain, trying to obtain ships for such a treacherous journey. Excitedly I repeated, “Yes your majesty!” “Good, then you shall listen to my proposal and on agreement I shall grant your request,” Isabella stated and I eagerly awaited her next 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 ideas, yet his fool experts said I was underestimating the circumference of the globe. So excited was I that it was clear I had a hard time sitting still as I patiently awaited her next words. She seemed to delight in my anxiousness so preened a bit before explaining, “I have acquired the contracts for several 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 give 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 breasts lifted up by her ornate and custom fit corset. “My husband has been away on his preparations for war to expel 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 clothing, “Yet as noble and just as his plans 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 highness, I couldn’t betray the king’s trust like that. Should anything happen…” “You will be long gone on your voyage,” she interrupted and continued to slowly remove her complex clothing. “Besides it is too late for you to refuse now. Should you fail to even attempt to please me I shall have no other choice 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 kiss for lovers, or even a married kiss. It was simply passion and lust as her tongue forced it’s way inside my mouth. I knew what she said was true, now with her lipstick coating my face I was either her willing adulterer or food for worms in the grave. And if this was the only way to finally ...
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