Thread: Game of Tongues! (Jack Stalker and MissMayday)

Cersei knew something about this delusional little bitch, who thought she could come back here after so many years and take from Cersei what she had paid for, with the blood of her own children, the hate of her father and the disdain of her brother. She knew that Daenerys, mother of dragons, was the hottest girl she had even laid eyes on, able to make Cersei soil herself with her won fluids within minutes. She knew that just looking at her was enough to get her wetter than she had ever experienced. She knew that it wasn't just insane wild lust which drove her into the frenzy she was in now, it was some sort of primal connection, a feeling, a bond, a belief that she was fated to meet with this girl, fated to fall under her spell, fated to allow her what others would have been slain for in a second... the power to influence her thoughts and weave a partnership with her which would allow her to bring her wants and needs to bear upon Kings Landing and Westeros. Daenery's was the one who would tempt her to forsake cock, the one who would invade both reality and dreams with pleasure, the one who would consume her thoughts and bring to her the ecstasy which a man would always fail to. Already she wished she had been blessed with a sister, yet here in the form of the girl who controlled Dragons, was the girl who fate had decreed should be her new adopted sister, her new family, her new source of depraved delight. Just the look of her made Cersei want to debase herself, to give in to whatever sick twisted delights of her own the girl might possess. She did not fear such a weakness, such a compromise, she relished it, hungered for it, just as she hungered for the moans and mewling gasps of ecstasy which she would wring from Dany's lips each time she fucked the girl to oblivion. She felt Dany's nail's against her skin, raking at it. It only encouraged her to renew her efforts to fuck the girl into submission with her fingers. Her pumping and pounding digits showed no mercy and paused for nothing as they sucked and squelched within the viciously tight channel of her vaginal tract. Hot fluids frothed and foamed at the entrance to Dany's cunt as Cersei drove into her with the fierce lust of someone driven made with need. Her eyes bore into Dany's, as she watched the girls orbs roll back into her head and her body cave in to the assault which as being perpetrated upon it. Then there they were, the tell tale signs of orgasm which made Cersei gasp and launch into a frenzy of attention, fucking harder and harder, both hands working in perfect sync to batter Dany's flooded slit with perfect precision as her own cunt leaked down her thighs and threatened to simply give way to a orgasm induced from fucking the perfect little slut in front of her. God.. you're coming aren't you Dany... oh my god, it's.. it's almost enough to make me come myself, from just watching you, just feeling you... Oh... Oh god... she gasped, her voice cracking as she fought to hold back, only managing through a superhuman feat of will. Finishing, she sucked her fingers clean, leaning in to kiss Dany passionately on her lips before allowing the other to stand. She stood back, hands on hips, watching as Dany disrobed before her, stripping away the last of her annoying clothing until she was as naked as Cersei was. The sight of both women in such a state would likely have ended many men and women, driven to fatal orgasms from the sight of so much perfection, laid bare and clad in the secretions of slut and arousal. Yes, exactly like that. she told her, stepping forwards she slid her hands onto the other woman's hips, drawing her close, their tits mashing together as she looked into her eyes. You come divinely, as though it was your divine reason for being to satisfy the needs, the carvings, the desires of a queen. Your purpose for being is clear, there is much we will be able to do with one another. Of course there is just one thing you will have to do, to seal things perfectly, before we can make the progress we both want. she paused, leaning in to kiss her, lips searing against lips, mouths sealing against each other. She held the kiss, letting her hands stray down and around to Dany's ass, squeezing it, before she stepped away, giving the girls buttocks a playful slap. She spent a moment admiring the sheen of fuck juice which dripped from the Iron seat, before turning back to Dany. You want to taste me know, don't you? she asked, moving away from the seat towards her bedroom. The four poster bed there bordered by hanging lace which covered the sides, but which provided no such obstacle from the front as she turned and sat down upon it. She coyly crossed her legs, resting her hand son her knees as she watched Dany. You want me to allow you to fuck me now, don't you Dany? I want that too.. but I also want you to be safe. You know? I fear for your safety and the prosperity of this kingdom, not because of the enemy you know, the white walkers, but the enemy you don't. The deformed dwarf you hold counsel with. I know that killing him might be a bit much for your sensibilities, but he is dangerous, far too dangerous to keep in your court of followers. You are going to have to get rid of him,, you know that? she mused idly. As she spoke she parted her knees with her hands, before lying back, resting on her elbows, her legs spread wide. Her cunt was slick with her juices, which poured down her thighs, giving them an alluring shine. Her cunt lips drenched, her pink gash visible and inviting. She moved a finger to it, stroking up its length and bringing a droplet of sin to her lips. Your queen... your lover... wants to come, she wants to come on your sweet innocent face. Come Dany, don't leave me waiting, don't disappoint me, I know how badly you want me to fuck you. Come, come over here and feast. she hissed in a sultry drawl as she looked at Dany through lidded eyes, letting a moan escape her lips as she abused and violated her own sweet quim.