by Eric Vall
The great white horse whinnied and laid her massive head on the blonde princess’ shoulder as if to embrace her.
Cienna sniffled as she stepped back before she wrapped her arms around Jessamine and me, and, not surprisingly, she seemed a lot more comfortable touching both of us now.
“So… what should we do now?” Jessamine asked. “We’ve beaten Jamar, so is it time to have a little fun?”
“Is there going to be food?” I groaned, and as if on cue, my stomach grumbled fiercely.
“Of course, Joe,” Cienna laughed. “There’s going to be a feast like you’ve never seen before. I still have a full staff to serve me, and they know what they are doing. Don’t worry for a second. Hey, do you guys want to see the great hall?”
“Uh, is that a question?” I chuckled. “I want to see all of this magnificent castle.”
Cienna giggled as she pulled us across the courtyard to a gigantic building with a huge set of wood and iron doors, and guards pushed them open for us.
“Nice to see you again, Your Highness,” one of the men called out.
“Yes, it is good to be home.” Cienna nodded, and we proceeded down a set of stairs into one of the fanciest halls I’d ever been in. What had to be thousands of candles sat in the largest chandeliers I’d ever seen, and the grand light fixtures hung from a jeweled ceiling that must have arched fifty, if not a hundred feet into the air. The candlelight glittered across the white marble floor, and giant twin sets of stairs led up to balconies that surrounded the ballroom.
“Wow,” Princess Jessamine sighed as she looked around with wide, dark eyes. “This is nice, Cienna. It reminds me of better days in my kingdom.”
“It is pretty incredible,” I murmured in agreement.
Suddenly, a tall man dressed in military regalia entered the room, and when he saw Cienna, his eyes brightened before he ran toward us.
“Princess Cienna, I’m so relieved to see you back here,” the man gasped as he bowed slightly, and then he took both of her hands in his own. “When we lost communication with you… we feared the worst.”
“Thank you, general,” Cienna replied with a nod. “Yes, I feared the worst for myself as well. But I was rescued by this hero, who saved our entire kingdom. General Wright, meet Joe.”
“Uh, hello, sir,” I greeted and inclined my head.
“Great job, sir knight,” he said with a salute.
“Uhh, I’m not actually a kn--”
“We could never make do without Princess Cienna, our fearless leader,” he continued. “Thank you for your honorable service to our kingdom.”
“Joe was very brave, indeed,” Cienna confirmed, and she smiled at me.
“Your Majesty, I am happy to report we only lost a few men in the fight, and the defenses held in your absence,” General Wright announced as he turned back to the blonde princess. “In addition, scouts have reported that all of the undead have disappeared from around the castle, and the injured have been taken to the infirmary.”
“Great work, general,” Cienna replied. “I’ll visit the injured in the morning. But I think we deserve a celebration tonight, don’t you?”
“Don’t worry, Your Highness,” the general said with a smile. “Preparations are already underway. I will return to my men now and leave you and your companions to relax.”
“Make sure to bring a few barrels of our finest ale to your men,” Cienna said, and her blue eyes twinkled with happiness. “And let them know they have my gratitude.”
“Of course, ma’am.” General Write saluted before he turned and exited out through the main door.
“That’s a relief,” Cienna told us and exhaled deeply. “Joe, it seems like we really took care of things. Or, rather, you did.”
“Happy to help.” I grinned.
“Come, let’s dance,” Jessamine giggled, and she grabbed Cienna’s hand and pulled her across the shining floor into a waltz. The two women spun together for a moment before they collapsed laughing onto the floor.
“Join us, Joe!” Cienna cried out, and she reached out a hand to me.
I came and laid down on the floor between the two women, and for a moment, we all stared up at the glittering ceiling. Then Jessamine began to run her hand up my thigh, but Cienna playfully swatted it away.
“Why did you do that?” Jessamine pouted.
“We haven’t even made it to my chambers yet,” Cienna laughed. “And we need to feed Joe, because he has a lot of work to do tonight.”
She stared into my eyes for a moment, and an image flashed into my head of her perfect white ass in the air and the pink lips of her pussy spread open for me like flower petals.
I had a lot of work to do, indeed.
“You know what I would love?” Jessamine reached over me to nudge Cienna. “A bath and a new dress. Any chance of that?”
“Of course!” Cienna told her with a huge smile. “Come on, Jessamine, let’s go get pretty.”
The princess jumped up, and Jessamine and I followed her through the expansive castle grounds to her private chambers. When we entered, my eyes were immediately drawn to a huge, carved wooden bed with a wispy white canopy. Iron sconces lined the stone walls, and thick red rugs covered the floor.
“Guess this is where the magic happens,” I laughed, and I was about to walk over to the gigantic bed, but Cienna stopped me.
“Oh, no, Joe, not yet,” she said with a mysterious grin. “You don’t get to watch us get dressed. You’ll have your own chambers for the time being. I’ll have a valet bring you some clothing that will be suitable for dinner, and you can bathe as well.”
She rang a bell, and a manservant appeared within moments.
“Yes, Your Highness?” He bent at the waist into a deep bow.
“Please take Joe to the prince’s former chambers, help him clean up, and find him something new to wear,” Cienna commanded.
“Of course, Your Highness.” The man nodded and gestured for me to follow him.
We walked down a corridor with huge arched windows, and I could see a spectacular sunset. The sky overhead was pale pink, and streaks of red and deep purple touched the horizon. The forest stretched out for as far as I could see, and as twinkling fires burned in the villages below, I was overcome with a sense of peace for the first time in I didn’t know how long.
Cienna’s kingdom was safe once more. Because of me.
It was a fucking awesome feeling.
The servant and I quickly reached the prince’s former chambers, which were just as ornate as Cienna’s, and I followed the valet to a dressing room filled to the brim with men’s dress clothing. He pulled an ornate, cream-colored military jacket with elaborate buttons up the front off the rack and showed it to me, but I shook my head. I wanted to go straight black-tie tonight, whatever that meant in Cienna’s kingdom. So, I settled on a black tailcoat with a smooth lapel and a black silk tie, and I went off to bathe.
After I washed myself in a tub bigger than my old living room, I gazed into a large mirror for the first time in days, and I wasn’t entirely displeased with what I saw. Many days in the sun had given me a golden tan, and I actually looked pretty healthy. I grinned and wondered if the marriage ritual had something to do with it as well.
I was happy the servants had laid out a razor for me, and I carefully shaved my face with the straight blade. Then, after I donned my suit, I slicked my hair back with a bit of pomade, and I even found a bottle of musky oil to splash on my neck. I felt pretty good about myself, and I was ready to go see some princesses.
I knocked on the door of the chamber, and a servant led me down the long hall again and down a huge staircase, this time into a dining hall. I was seated at the end of a long table with not one, not two, but seven candelabras, and I drummed my fingers on the table and wondered when the princesses would appear.
As if my thoughts had summoned them, a door suddenly opened from the top of the room, so I stood up to greet the women.
And my jaw immediately went
slack as the two princesses emerged, dressed in ball gowns, and began their slow descent down the staircase.
Jessamine was a vision in deep, jade green. Her long, black hair was pulled up on top of her head, and she wore heavy emeralds around her neck. Her dress dipped to a deep v in front to show me miles of tan cleavage, and it accentuated her narrow waist before swirling down to the floor.
Cienna wore pale blue, and her now shining blonde hair curled down over her shoulders. All of her jewels were diamonds, and they sparkled in the candlelight. Her gown had the same form as Jessamine’s and showed just as much of her perfect body, and she wore tiny glass stiletto heels, which barely peeked out from under her dress.
Goddamn. The gowns were undoubtedly beautiful, but now I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to take them off.
“Do you like me, Joe?” Jessamine whispered with a blush as she neared the bottom of the stairs.
“Y-Yes, Jessamine, I like you very much.” I could barely speak.
“And what about me?” Cienna asked as she came and took me by the arm.
“I-I like you, too,” I told her. My body tingled where she touched me, and the sensation went straight to my groin. “You are both gorgeous beyond compare.”
“You’re pretty handsome yourself, hero,” Jessamine giggled, and her eyes raked over me from head to toe.
“Come, let us sit and eat and drink,” Cienna invited us. “Joe, our hero, you have definitely earned it.”
It was the first time the blonde princess had called me a hero, and I had to admit I didn’t mind.
We sat at the table, and the servants began to bring plates of steaming food and bottle after bottle of wine. The first course consisted of heaping plates of salmon, venison, and other wild meats served with thick bread and butter. I was intensely hungry, and I had to keep myself from gorging. The meat glistened with fat, and I quickly dabbed my face with a napkin to keep the juices from running down my chin.
I was wearing a tux, after all.
For the second course, my mind was blown when I saw what the servants had brought in. A roasted peacock sat on a giant platter, and it was decorated with its own ornate feathers in shades of blue, green, and yellow.
“What the hell,” I mumbled to myself as I cut into the meat and took a bite. “Hey, tastes like chicken!”
Cienna watched me with a mysterious smile from her place at my side, but I sensed that she was nervous.
“Is it good, Joe?” she asked as she stared anxiously into my eyes.
“Everything is perfect, Cienna,” I assured her with a broad grin. “Literally, nothing could be better right now.”
“I just want you to be happy,” she replied and bowed her head. The diamonds in her ears sparkled, and I was overwhelmed by her beauty.
“I can’t help but think of my men back home,” Jessamine sighed. “I am happy, too, right now, but I can’t help but think of the safety of my kingdom.”
“Don’t worry,” Cienna reassured her. “I am so glad to have this many troops remaining. In the morning, we can discuss more military strategies. I have plenty of men to send to reinforce your kingdom. Please, Jessamine, tonight is not the night to worry.”
“Thank you, Cienna.” The black-haired princess gave the blonde a dazzling smile, and I couldn’t stop staring at the space where Jessamine’s emerald necklace dipped down toward her breasts.
My head swam from the wine as I stuffed myself with dessert. The servants had brought in several fruit pies with fresh cream and rich, dark chocolate, and after I sampled everything, I thought I couldn’t take another bite.
I leaned back in my chair and looked from princess to princess. Cienna nibbled delicately on a piece of chocolate, and Jessamine had a starry look in her eyes and flushed cheeks as she gazed into the candlelight.
“That was incredible,” I announced. “I never thought I’d eat a peacock, but it was actually pretty delicious.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed my kingdom’s delicacies,” Princess Cienna purred, and she watched me intently as she drained her goblet.
From underneath the table, I could feel a foot run up my pant leg. My cock stiffened, and I couldn’t stand the anticipation any more.
“Everything here is perfect,” I murmured as I reached out and stroked the back of her porcelain hand, “and I mean everything.”
“Well… I think I’ve had enough to eat,” Cienna declared, and her cheeks flushed a ruby red. “Joe, would you like me to show you my chambers again? I don’t think I gave you the full tour.”
“I thought you’d never ask,” I said with a grin. “Jessamine, are you ready?”
“I am,” the black-haired beauty purred, and she raised her arms over her head to stretch lazily. I thought for a moment she might actually pop all the way out of her dress, but unfortunately the fabric kept her bound.
We began our slow ascent to Cienna’s room, and I held on to both women’s arms as they giggled on either side of me. I tried to stay calm, but the strong wine had gotten to my head as well.
“Watch it there, ladies,” I said as Jessamine stumbled a little on the velvety staircase and threatened to pull us backward, but the princesses only laughed harder.
When we got to her chamber, Cienna pushed at the door and held it open for me and Jessamine. Then we all entered the room, and she quickly bolted it shut behind us.
“These things are so hard to take off,” Jessamine pouted as she fussed with her heavy green dress.
“Don’t take it off yet,” I murmured in a husky tone. “I’m not quite ready to stop looking at you in it.”
“Okay,” the raven-haired princess giggled as she reached over to loosen my tie and pull off my jacket.
To tell the truth, I wasn’t ready to stop thinking about fucking her in it. I imagined bending her over the bed and lifting up the layers of fabric to discover what laid underneath, and I felt my cock flex in my pants.
It felt like I’d been hard for hours now. These women were just too damn sexy and perfect.
Cienna kicked off her glass heels, climbed up on her bed, and started to jump up and down. Her breasts bounced in rhythm with her movements, and the blue silk of her dress swirled around her body.
I’d never seen the usually stoic princess so happy and carefree, and my heart swelled at the sight.
“Come up here, guys, this is fun!” the blonde exclaimed, and Jessamine quickly clambered over.
As the princesses bounced, their faces grew flushed, and they started to breathe more heavily. Then Jessamine grabbed a pillow and gently hit Cienna with it, but the tipsy blonde was off balance and collapsed gasping onto the mattress.
“Oops!” Jessamine giggled.
“You’re not going to get away with that,” Cienna growled playfully, and she grabbed the other princess by the ankle.
Jessamine fell on top of her, and the princesses started to giggle again.
I walked over to the bed and watched as both women laid there dazed in their spectacular party dresses.
Then they both looked up at me, and their blushes trailed down their cheeks to the tops of their full breasts.
“I’m going to fuck one of you while you were still wearing your dress,” I growled. “Who will it be?”
The two gorgeous women both gazed up at me, and then they looked at each other.
“Who’s it going to be?” Cienna asked Jessamine.
“I think it’s my turn,” my wife told the blonde. “Joe made love to you last. I just got to watch.”
“But… I’m hornier than you are,” Cienna pouted.
“How do you know?” Jessamine laughed. “I want Joe inside me just as much as you do. Maybe Joe needs to be the judge.”
“I’m having a good time letting you both figure it out,” I chuckled.
“Wait, I have a really good idea,” Cienna suggested with a smile. “I think we need to have a contest. Joe can touch us between our legs, and whoever is wetter gets to fuck him first.”
“That sounds like an amazing idea,” Jessamine purred.
Cienna slowly reached her hand down to cup Jessamine’s breast through the green silk, and the other woman moaned quietly.
“I think I need to get in on this,” I groaned. “Is there room for me here?”
“There’s always room for my hero,” Jessamine sighed as she stared at me with hooded eyes.
So, I climbed onto the giant bed and laid next to my wife. Cienna still stroked the raven-haired beauty through the fabric, and I began to touch her other breast. Then I ran a finger upward through her cleavage and bit where I thought her nipple would be, and she gasped.
“So, what about our contest?” Cienna wondered. “Joe, you’re going to need to get down here so you can reach both of us at the same time.”
If this was what Cienna wanted, this was what Cienna would get, and Jessamine certainly didn’t seem to protest as I scrambled down to the bottom of the bed.
“Alright, ladies.” I sat between them at the foot of the bed as my heart pounded in my chest. Then I placed a hand on each of the women’s’ ankles and gasped silently at the touch of their bare, warm skin under their crinolines. I began to slowly run my hands up their smooth calves, and then I moved a hand up the inside of each thigh.
I had to stop to fight back the layers of fabric that got in my way, and both women let out small, impatient sighs. I got right back to it, though, and moved my hands up further to the warm, wet places between their legs. I knelt between them and pushed aside a pair of panties as I slid a finger first into Jessamine’s pussy, but I gasped when I realized Cienna wasn’t wearing anything under her dress. I started to fuck both of them with my hands, and I didn’t think I was going to be able to pick a winner.
Both of the women were sopping wet.
“Fuck,” Princess Cienna gasped and threw her head back.
“I-I think it’s a tie,” I mumbled. I’d started to tremble as soon as I’d touched both princesses at the same time, and the shaking had grown stronger.
God, I needed to be inside of them.
