A Jealous Queen (Closed)

[Blaanid]

A Jealous Queen (Open to one Male)

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Blaanid had been given to her husband as his wife three years ago and even now she could feel the change coming over her that she was pregnant for the first time. She had no idea what in the world her husband the King would think of this, after all she knew that he would expect her to give him heirs, but would he ever desire her again once she became round with his babe?

Though, unknown to her, her husband the King was not at all happy about having to wait three years for an heir and had already sent out messages to the surrounding Kingdoms inviting other women to become his mistresses so that they would be able to give him children.

Even now, the first of these women were being escorted into the palace and Blaanid would soon enough learn that her husband was indeed going to be filling others with his royal seed!

And by sundown, Genvissa, the now official consort of the King was laying in bed with her King, her body naked and very ready to mate with her King, to allow him to fill her own belly with babes.

Blaanid, Queen of Oslo, long red hair that reaches her ass, deep blue eyes
Beautiful breasts, just not as large and round as most males prefer
Long well shaped legs with thighs that are shaped by healthy muscle
Height: 5'6”, slim body with all of the right curves

Genvissa, Mistress of the King, long black hair, deep almost purple colored eyes.
Her breasts the size of melons
Height similar to the Queen's, though much better curves than her.

 

[Blaanid]

*bump

 

[saedo]

Corwin approached the bedchamber with eagerness. Inside was his new mistress. His balls already felt heavy with desire.

But standing at the door was a long-legged beauty with shimmering red hair. The King frowned. What was his wife doing here?

It was not that he disliked his wife. Queen Blaanid was in many respects an excellent counterpart. In addition to her physical beauty, she was a kind, generous woman. The people genuinely loved her and she could be quite charming with the important nobles. Corwin even enjoyed her company.

Unfortunately, she had repeatedly failed at her most important role: delivering him an heir. Preferably a son, though he'd have taken a daughter after such a delay. But after nearly three years, nothing.

It certainly wasn't for lack of effort on his part. He'd bedded his wife more times than he could count. They'd copulated at all hours of day or night using all manner of positions. They'd consulted mystics and received various blessings. He'd taken alchemical potions to stimulate fertility that had swelled his cock and balls to immense proportions. Yet after stuffing her belly till it was round with his seed on dozens of occasions, she was still not pregnant.

His reign would not be secure without an heir. Already the rumors were circulating. How much longer before such idle gossip turned into more dangerous whispers of sedition?

So Corwin had his advisors seek out mistresses for him. If he could not impregnate his wife, then he'd impregnate a few other women instead. As King, he could always legitimize a child born out of wedlock. Better a former bastard heir than no heir at all.

"Why do you stand by my bedchamber, Blaanid?" Corwin inquired. "You know what I mean to do to the woman inside. I am in no mood to argue about it. I have decided. Do not attempt to dissuade my intent."

 

[Blaanid]

She knew what Corwin was about to do, and she just needed to try to do something, to keep him from making this horrible mistake. She had wanted to meet with him earlier that morning, but she had been so sick lately in the mornings that she had not been able to leave her bed.

Blaanid told herself that she couldn’t cry in front of her husband, a man that she had fallen in love with almost right away. But now, here he was about to take another woman to his bed, to breed her out of wedlock and put all of them in danger with this. For she understood that if by some miracle, she was still able to give him a child, that any child this woman gave him could put their own children in danger once they were of age.

“Please…Corwin…its still possible for me to get with child. I know the danger that we are all in, please…please don’t do this.” And while she said this, what she was also conveying, was that she was also begging him to not break her heart.

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

 

[saedo]

Corwin's blue eyes narrowed as he glared down at his queen. "I will not risk my reign on your faith alone, wife. I've given you many chances to bear me a child, yet you failed. I will not wait on you any longer."

The King brushed past his bride and opened the bedchamber door. Inside was a large bed bedecked in thick blankets of royal purple. It was also currently occupied by a young woman with long waves of dark hair. She sat up, clutching a blanket to her.

"Genvissa . . . ," Corwin declared with slight hesitation. His advisors had sought candidates from beyond the reaches of his kingdom. This one hailed from a foreign land many days ride from his southern borders, so her name sounded strange on his tongue. Fortunately, she'd been chosen not just for her beauty, but because she'd been schooled in the language of his realm in addition to her homeland.

"I am King Corwin of Oslo," he continued. He glanced behind him and sighed. "And this is Queen Blaanid. Welcome to our lands."

Corwin turned to his wife. "Close the door," he suggested testily. "I care not on which side of it you choose to be."

He turned back to the foreign girl in his bed. "Shall we begin?" he continued, unfastening bindings on his clothes.

 

[Blaanid]

Blaanid did as her husband bade her to do, she closed the door, with her being outside of the chamber that she normally shared with her husband, she now sleeping in the chamber right next door. She knew that she would be able to hear everything that would go on if she was just outside of his door or in her own chamber. There would be no escaping the sounds of her husband and that woman breaking her heart.

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Genvissa was not at all like Blaanid in her personality or her looks, she knew what she wanted and knew how to get it. Upon the Queen closing the door, she gave her King a bright smile, letting her thighs open and let him enjoy the sight of her treasure that he would get to enjoy tonight saying, “It was my understand that you were done with your Queen? Is…is she going to be a problem?”

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

 

[saedo]

Corwin felt the tension in his shoulders ease as he heard Blaanid step outside and close the door. In truth, he intended to bed his new mistress even if his wife watched. But his new virgin mistress would likely find that confusing. Better for all concerned if the two of them were alone.

When his wife departed, the dark-haired girl crawled out of the covers, revealing her nakedness. She looked to be slightly shorter than Blaanid, but with the same long legs and tiny waist. But while Blaanid had a fairly impressive bosom, Genvissa's breasts were the largest he'd ever seen. The pale orbs seemed to defy gravity, jutting several inches out from high atop her chest.

The sight was enough to send blood coursing towards his own genitals. Corwin disrobed, revealing his hefty manhood. He'd always been largely, but the repeated experiments to heighten his fertility had thickened his cock extensively. Even soft, it was as thick as his burly forearm. Likewise, his scrotum bulged ominously behind the dangling pillar, aching from the massive reserves of his seed.

The poor girl's eyes went wide at the sight. Whatever counsel her hsndmaids had offered as to sex likely hadn't expected so massive a man as King Corwin.

"Pay her no mind," he instructed. "Focus on us. I understand this is to be your first time. Come here and touch the King's cock so you can feel it harden and swell. This will help prepare you for when it enters you."

 

[Blaanid]

Genvissa, unlike Blaanid, had been well educated in how to please a man without yet giving herself to a man. She was a little more brave sexually than the Queen, so she was very willing to stand up from the bed, naked, her breasts bouncing and moving with ease as she made her way to her King.

And without saying a words, instead of just touching and feeling him, she squatted down before him, moaning with pleasure as she could feel herself already wet with arousal at the very thought of breeding with her King this night. At first she did take his cock in hand, gently at first feeling all around him, exploring him with her hand before lowering her head and kissing and then licking the head of his cock with her mouth, while keeping eye contact with her King, to be sure to follow his signals and do what pleased him most, after all a well pleasured man would be able to get her pregnant sooner rather than later, especially if they were both well aroused.

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

 

[saedo]

The girl's efforts were soon rewarded with positive results. The King"s mighty cock stirred under her efforts. It thickened visibly as her tongue worked it over, soon requiring both her hands to contain. As its hue went from pink to red, the pillar began to rise into the air of its own accord.

If the prospective mistress had heard rumors about Corwin's size, the truth soon proved far more stunning than any gossip. The King's cock grew and grew in her hands, forcing her fingers ever further apart. Her saliva mixed with his copious precum, turning it and her own torso slick with lubrication.

No doubt the young girl could have used more time to prepare herself for such a mammoth tool, but the King"s need was nigh. As her purple eyes stared at the immensity that towered before her, Corwin pushed her naked form towards the bed. "I ache to be inside you," the King declared, his voice thick with lust. "Spread your thighs."

 

[Blaanid]

She did as she was told, this time very happily spreading her thighs as she laid back against the bed that he was to deflower her upon and fill her womb with his potent seed. His taste was still on her mouth and Genvissa could not help but still lick her lips, as though the need to still taste him was strong.

Unlike Blaanid, before her time with her King, Genvissa had been well trained and educated in what would soon happen, she knew that it would be painful at first when he entered her, but also knew that soon after, she would feel great pleasure as he would begin to fuck her. After all, if she gave the King his most desired son.

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All this time, Blaanid had been having to deal with problems of her own, though she would later come to understand that it was something that had been caused by her husband, and what would soon break her heart would be the fact that she would soon make it clear to the both of them that he would have never had to take on a mistress to give him sons.

She had already gone to bed for the night, wanting to be up and about to hear what would be happening between her husband and his new lover, but she had woken to being not only ill, but terribly dizzy that she worried that something was horribly wrong with her. So she had summoned one of her servants so that they could call in the healer so that she could be examined….

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

 

[saedo]

The King's enormous cockhead dwarfed the foreign girl's tender flower. Her purple eyes gazed with concern as Corwin nosed the blunt tip between her delicate folds. Remembering her inexperienced, he tried to go slowly; however, the aching need to relieve the pressure in his hefty scrotum made it difficult to resist.

If the Queen still lingered nearby to eavesdrop on him, she soon got an earful. The foreign girl proved quite vocal as her flesh was stretched around the massive intrusion. But despite the King's enormous girth, the tight entrance proved just enough to permit him to sink into her.

The girl's taut belly soon bulged from beneath as the huge pillar penetrated further. The going was slow as Genvissa's pussy struggled to accommodate this oversized intruder. Corwin groaned as her tight, canal strained against him for each and every thick inch he forced into her depths.

 

[Blaanid]

It was as though she had been burned and then sliced with a branding iron as the King entered her that first time, and she could not help but let out a painful howl as he broke through her virgin barrier, but soon found the pleasure as he began to fully seat himself inside of her womb. So along with his own groans and obvious pleasure sounds, her own voice began to join her King’s as she too found pleasure in feeling his thick cock stretch and fill her that first time.

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Being sick like this was one thing, the dizziness and the going in and out of consciousness had Blaanid’s maid very worried. But between passing out and going through the discomfort of her symptoms, Blaanid could hear plain as day what was going on in her husband’s chamber, the sounds of his grunts and groans and the pleasured sounds coming from Genvissa’s own mouth as she found pleasure in her first bedding.

The healer had come quickly and looking the Queen up and down, asking a few questions here and there, it was clear that Blaanid had done the impossible, she was pregnant with the King’s possible heir.

And normally, this would be something that would be announced right away to Corwin, but he was still a little busy filling another belly with his other possible heirs.

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

 

[saedo]

The initial penetration went hard on the poor girl. Corwin's massive cock seemed like it might split Genvissa apart. The girl cried and squealed and begged him to stop.

Corwin refused. His own need was too powerful to deny and Genvissa's tight pussy felt gloriously good against his fat shaft. When his enormous cockhead struck against her cervix, he growled eagerly and pulled back to thrust into her yet again.

But experience had also taught him that her cries were temporary. The Queen also found the King's cock unbearably large and thick and hard, even after so many years sharing his bed. But though the red-haired beauty always squealed and groaned in pain initially, that discomfort eventually gave way to pleasure.

And in time, so too did Genvissa. As the King's shaft assaulted her cervix, her wails for echoed off the walls. But after Corwin forced himself past this barrier and penetrated her womb, the girl moaned with desire, begging for the King's seed.

In time, the King complied. His girthy rod swelled to painful proportions as a surge of sticky white exploded forth into Genvissa's depths. Given Corwin's hefty scrotum, the flood continued unabated far longer than anything the girl could have expected. She could only clutch her abdomen as her womb began to visibly distend with her lover's copious seed.

 

[Blaanid]

Genvissa knew that it was her duty now to produce the King’s many heirs, but she had no idea that it would be so uncomfortable and the pain would only ebb near the edge of him fucking her. She wanted to cry, but she held it together, hoping that he would finally let her rest soon, hoping that the next times he would mate with her, that there would be less pain.

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It was then that healer had raised the King’s advisor, for with the Queen being pregnant, there were things that needed to be done to not only protect her, but to protect the possible heir, and in her mind protect Blaanid from a possible rival woman who was still in bed with the King.

And with Corra also being there, she knew that with what Blaanid was feeling, a little food, a bath and a few other things would help her feel better. She knew that it was deep into the night, but also knew that Blaanid needed these things. But to her mind, she didn’t care that all of the noise would more than likely piss off the King as they all began to treat Blaanid so that she wouldn’t pass out or get sick.

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

Corra – Blaanid’s maid

 

[saedo]

Corwin practically had to hold Genvissa upright with his grip on her upper arm. The foreign girl had climaxed repeatedly around his mammoth cock as he fucked her. She'd reverted to her native tongue in between moans, but he recognized enough of her language to make out snippets. Apparently whatever instruction she'd received had not told her how painful or pleasurable sex could be or that a man's cock could be as gargantuan as the King's. The poor creature was nearly exhausted from their first time.

Corwin had hoped for a lengthier encounter, but she had just lost her virginity to him. She'd develop stamina in time. He'd at least accomplished his primary goal: Genvissa's belly had a taut roundness from the injection of his seed into her tiny womb. If she proved more fertile than the Queen, she'd likely conceive.

So he hauled the girl upright into the Queen's chambers. Her maid gawked at the naked King and his equally naked mistress, both slick with sweat and smelling of sex. He pushed past her to the brass tub in which the Queen reclined. "See!" he declared, holding Genvissa before Blaanid so she could see the girl's cum-filled bulge. "She takes my seed. Perhaps she will bear me the heir you have failed to do."

 

[Blaanid]

Being both the castle’s most talented healer and midwife, it was Alia who gave the King a very disgusted stare, saying, “That means very little, and you know it my King. Now, you must leave this chamber…” At which point a large group of servants and maids had begun to rush into the chamber, changing Blaanid’s bedding and adding warming bricks to her bed. And then it was both the healer and Corra herself that began to ignore the King as they began to help Blaanid out of the tub, this time allowing the King to see that his wife, though not swollen with cum in her belly, had become a little more shapely than last he saw her.

But before he could get a good look at his wife, the women quickly dried her off and put a sleeping gown on other and helped her back into bed, all the while Blaanid looked as though she had either been heavily drugged or that she was severely ill.

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

Corra – Blaanid’s maid
Alia – the Queen’s midwife and healer

 

[Blaanid]

*bump

 

[saedo]

Corwin's right hand seized Alia by the throat, his long fingers easily encircling her windpipe. "Mind your tone, wrench," he growled. "My wife may show you favor, but you are still just a servant. Do not forget it."

He released her roughly, causing her to stumble backwards. "Now what is all this fuss with the Queen. Has she taken ill?" He looked at Blaanid slumped on the bed. She looked more frail than he'd ever seen her.

 

[Blaanid]

The King may have threatened her, but Alia was loyal to the end to Blaanid. So instead of telling him what was really happening, she gave him a look of disbelief before scoffing off saying, “No, she is not ill. You can speak to her about it later, right now we need to help her.”

While she was saying this though, Corra and some of the others had begun their examination of Blaanid as though the King wasn’t even there, Alia quickly moving away from Corwin to feel around Blaanid’s belly and then looked at other things, asking Corra when Blaanid last had her monthly and then a few other discussions. At which point it was Corra who spoke up saying, “She is…further along then we thought then.” She then looking at Alia and asked, “Perhaps late Spring or early Summer?”

It was then that one of the other women spoke up saying, “He shouldn’t be in here…he could…make it worse for her.”

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

Corra – Blaanid’s maid
Alia – the Queen’s midwife and healer

 

[saedo]

"Lies," sneered Corwin. "The night your replacement arrives and you claim to be with child? You are so vain as to convince your maids to help you? Pathetic."

He turned away from her. "I will believe it when there is proof. And when she fails again, all will know." He cast an eye at the rebellious Alia. "And I will remember the hand you had in this charade."

The King departed. Soon sounds of his new mistress crying out in fresh passion carried through the wall. The two lovers carried on well into the next hour before at last the bedchamber fell silent till the following morning.

 

[Blaanid]

Within only a matter of weeks, not only had it been found out that Genvissa had become pregnant with the King’s child, but the changes that Blaanid was going through made it so that there was no mistaking of the fact that she too was pregnant. Her own gowns were not just doing well to show off her new curves, but letting even her own husband see how much rounder her breasts were now, her belly now swelling to the point that there was no doubt that he had finally gotten her pregnant.

But where Genvissa was still so childlike, making it clear that sex with the King was still uncomfortable, it was Blaanid who was unwittingly mature and her body screaming hot sex. But where Genvissa was needy and always begging for the King’s attention now, it was Blaanid who now looked upon her husband coolly, making it clear that he would need to do a lot of groveling before she would ever allow him to touch her in the bedroom.

And she wasn’t the one who told him, she letting a message go between her and Corwin’s pageboy before going to bed that night, advising him that she would be moving herself and her servants to the dowager estate so that she would be in a safer and more comfortable environment during her pregnancy, since she was no longer wanted or desired by her own husband.

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

Corra – Blaanid’s maid
Alia – the Queen’s midwife and healer

 

[saedo]

The King was in a foul mood already when the Queen's message reached him. The unexpected pregnancy of Blaanid had complicated his plans with Genvissa. Should both bear him children, which heir would he recognize as first in succession? Curse the fickleness of his wife's womb to have waited so long.

Upon hearing of his wife's intention to depart the castle, he grew incensed. His wife's haughty attitude had become too much for him to bear. He stomped forcefully through the halls to her sitting room and promptly scattered her maids. "Out," he directed with a fierce glare. "I will speak to her alone."

He then turned to his bride, who sat working at her needlepoint as if she hadn't noticed his presence. Corwin paused a moment to admire her form. He'd not expected to find pregnancy so appealing, but the taut bulge of her swollen belly was strangely arousing to him. He also couldn't fail to notice the dramatic increase in her bosom. The upper swells of her breasts surged above her bodice, no doubt as plump with milk as Genvissa's had become.

He shifted his eyes towards Blaanid's lovely face. "What is this nonsense about you departing halfway across the country? I shall not have it. After so many years of barreness only to now be with child, yet you seek to take my future child away from me? No. I will have you here until the child is born."

" Moreover, you have other duties going unfulfilled, "Corwin continued, adjusting his stance as his heavy scrotum ached. The King's libido had noticeably increased since the mutual pregnancies of his wife and mistress, but Blaanid had avoided his bed for weeks. Genvissa, however, had been unable to fully accommodate the King's greater needs despite her own heightened desires.

"I have it on good authority that your illness has passed and that you're feeling hearty again. Yet you have not sought my bed in far too long." He glanced at the twin peaks in her velvet dress. "I know your sexual appetites have returned as well; even your maids gossip about it. And you know of my own." He could see her glance at the bulge along his right thigh. "You can hardly fulfill your obligation to your husband -- or I to my wife -- if you are two days journey away."

 

[Blaanid]

She had been feeling much better lately, but she still became tired easily to the point that she needed to be aware of where she was at every point, otherwise she tended to pass out. So, her illness had not truly passed, only became less intense.

Calmly, Blaanid put her needlework down upon the table close to her chair, and slowly stood up before her husband. She had dressed early for bed, so that when she had stood before him, he got to see everything, her large heavy breasts even seeming to bounce with every little movement that she made, and the very obvious swell of her belly now, where Corwin’s babe now rested and grew within Blaanid’s body. Though with her belly swollen, her center of gravity was much changed now, making it a little tricky in getting up without the help of her servants.

She did though, look him up and down, unable to miss his obvious arousal and smirked at him saying, “I will not bed my husband when he has his Mistress in the same bed. If you wish to bed me, then you can come to me.” She wasn’t ready to voice it yet, but her heart was very broken, and she wanted to be as far away from the source of that heart break as possible, plus she needed to stay somewhere, where she would have peace.

And so, she turned away from him saying, “You should go…I need to rest Corwin, and I still do not feel well, so unless you wish for me to pass out on the floor, I suggest that leave, after all you have a new lover now.”

Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

Corra – Blaanid’s maid
Alia – the Queen’s midwife and healer

 

[saedo]

If you wish to bed me, then you can come to me.”

Corwin sneered slightly at his wife's sharp tongue. "I have come to you, have I not?" He gkanced around to emphasize his point. "Are these not the Queen's quarters? Is that not your private bedchamber over there?"

Blaanid rose unsteadily and met his gaze. " You should go…I need to rest Corwin. " She took a step away towards her bed.

"Allow me to aid you then," Corwin replied. He stepped beside her before she could object and slid his arm around her body. He steadied her as she crossed towards her bed.

" I suggest that leave, " the Queen suggested again as they neared her bed." after all you have a new lover now.”

" I do, "Corwin acknowledged. " But pregnant as she is, she cannot keep pace with my needs. And that I have a new lover does not yet make you any less my wife."

He turned her towards him, her swollen breasts and belly brushing against him. "Let me help you into bed," he offered. In the Queen's condition, her daily attire was less elaborate than her more formal wear. Consequently, the fastenings securing the soft cloth to her frame were far easier to remove. The King's surprisingly dexterous fingers soon had her garment sliding free of her frame.

Corwin looked over his wife's body with hunger. Her modest breasts from before had gained tremendously in the last several weeks. Whereas once he could have covered one with a single hand, each now looked like a ripe melon topped with fat, pink nipples. The swell of her belly was nearly as large, riding high on her torso. He could just make out the hint of red between her thighs, the trimmed patch as fiery as the long locks atop her head.

The King blocked the Queen's attempt to cover herself. "No, I wish to see you," he countermanded. "But if you wish to even our standings, you may unfasten my trousers." He watched her eyes glanced downward at his suggestion. The King's enormous cock bulged obscenely along his right leg.

 

[Blaanid]

Blaanid could feel herself becoming wetter than ever before, her need and desire for her husband, though unwanted, was stronger than ever before. It was as though this jealousy that she was feeling was making him more attractive to her. And as she felt his eyes upon her now fully disrobed form, she couldn’t help but her breaths coming in faster, as though she could not get enough air into her lungs.

Her breasts had really begun to ache, before the aches that she had been feeling was her body producing milk. But now it seemed as though her body wanted to attract him to her by her breasts, for she could feel them actually swelling, her nipples becoming hard and knew that if he were to touch her there, that she would not be able to hide how sensitive they were.

So she did all she could to keep him from doing that, at least for now by letting her much smaller fingers go to the fastenings of his trousers and let that beast of his free. And the sheer sight of him, erect as he was, as large as he was had her moaning without even being aware of sounds coming from her mouth.


Corwin – King
Blaanid – Queen
Genvissa – the King’s new Mistress

Corra – Blaanid’s maid
Alia – the Queen’s midwife and healer