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Queen Isabella was very beautiful. It was impossible to keep our relationship professional.


Queen Isabella was so beautiful, and I secretly wanted her. Probably every man working in the palace did. Her husband, Leonardo, paid little, if any, attention to her and had several mistresses hidden away that he visited regularly.
But being a good Queen, she ignored it outwardly, but I knew she was hurting inside. I felt sorry for her, but I was only her personal secretary and could not do anything. I had to be there and see the hurt in her eyes when Leonardo would be gone for two or three days with no explanation as to where or why. And Isabella never asked him where or for how long he’d be gone, but I could see the hurt and wished I could say or do something to help, but that would be totally improper and would get me fired.
So, I just did my job and minded my own business, going about my job as required. For two years, I had to work closely with Isabella, smell her expensive perfumes, look into her beautiful blue eyes, and wish I could just touch her soft hair. She always wore it up to be proper, but a few brief times I saw it down, and I desperately wished that I could just touch it ever so briefly. But I never did.
Then one morning, Queen Isabella called me into her chambers, which no one was allowed to enter.
“Albert?” Could you come help me?”
I was flattered but cautious. I'd never been into the Queen's bed-chamber before. To my knowledge, no one but Leonardo ever had.
“Yes, your Highness?”
“Oh, Albert. Please call me Isabella when we’re alone. I’m not feeling very royal today.
"Yes, Your Highness."
“Albert! I said to call me Isabella!”
“Yes…Isabella. Old habits are hard to break.”
“Well, do try, Albert. Now, help me put my hair up. I’m having a hard time today.”
“But I wouldn’t know how to even start to help you!”
“Just take my hair and pin it up. You know how I wear it, just pin it up with those pins.” She pointed at a group of pins of her vanity.
“I’ll do my best, but you know I’ve never done anything like this before.”
"I know, Albert. Just try, and if it doesn't look right, you can do it over."
“Where is your hairstylist?”
“Deborah is sick, I’m sorry to say.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” I replied as I prepared to take the Queen’s hair in my hands.
For years I’d wanted to just touch Isabella’s hair. But now, I was about to gather it up in my hands! My cock was throbbing just at the thought!
“Okay. I’ll start now,” I said as I scooped up her hair in my trembling hands. Oh my god! It was so soft as I gathered it in my fingers. She was sitting with her back toward me, so her long hair was close to the bulge in my trousers. I quickly fantasized about pulling my cock out and wrapping her hair around it. I would stroke it a few times, then shoot off in it and watch it soak in.
“That’s right, Albert. Keep going.”
I used the unforgettable opportunity to take my time without appearing to do so.
"This is so uncomfortable for me, Your Highness. Uh, Isabella."
“Why, Albert?”
“Well, it’s just that your hair is so soft.”
“Really? You like soft hair?”
“Yes, ma-am.”
“You’re doing a good job. Now let me pull down a strand of curls on each side.”
As she did that, I wanted to run my hand over her smooth hair, just to feel it one more time. And my cock was wanting attention that I had to ignore.
“There! How do you think it looks, Albert?” she said as she turned to face me and looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes.
“It looks wonderful, as it always does.”
Then Isabella glanced down at my bulge. I automatically tried to cover it with my hand, but Isabella pushed it away.
“Albert! Do you have an erection because you put my hair up?” she asked as she looked back up at me.
With her crystal blue eyes staring at me, I could not lie. So, with a trembling voice, I said, “Yes, Isabella. And I’m sorry. That’s something that I can’t control.”
“Don’t apologize, Albert. I’m flattered.” Then being the Queen who can essentially do anything she wants to do with impunity, she reached out and rubbed my bulge.
“Oh, Albert! You’re really hard!”
"I'm sorry, Your Highness," I said as I gritted my teeth at the touch of her hand on my raging hard-on. I fought the urge to put my hand on her head and pull her lips to it.
But I didn't have to. Isabella leaned forward and rubbed her lips and cheek on it. I lost all control and put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her lips against it. I knew it was wrong. I knew I was about to get fired, if not imprisoned for getting familiar with the Queen. I was m*****ing the Queen!
“Oh, Albert! Would you like a blowjob from your Queen?” She didn’t wait for my answer, but quickly unzipped my pants and pulled my hard cock out. “Oh, Albert! It’s no nice!” she said, then leaned further over and took it into her mouth.
I groaned and pulled her head until my full eight inches were in her mouth. It was my first blowjob, so it may have been down her throat! She didn’t gag, so it probably wasn’t.
Then without realizing it, I took Isabella’s head in both hands and held it steady as I began to thrust my hips. I was fucking Queen Isabella’s mouth! When I suddenly came back to my senses, I pulled away. Her mouth made a “pop” as my cock slipped from it.
Before I could say anything, Isabella said, “What’s wrong, Albert? Don’t you like it?”
“Uh, uh. Of course, I do, but you’re my Queen! It’s wrong and will get me fired…or worse.”
“Don’t be silly, Albert. I’m not going to tell anyone. Certainly not Leonardo. Now relax and let me suck you. It's what I love to do, and I never get to do." Then she pushed my cock back into her mouth and gagged on it, which squeezed the head and made me start to shoot off.
My reaction was to pull her face against my stomach to get my cock as deep in her throat as I could. She didn’t struggle as I expected she would. She even put her hands on my ass and pulled! She just let me shoot off in her throat until it stopped spurting. I was moaning and thrusting as I came. I was in a heavenly state, unaware of my surroundings, but not unaware that Queen Isabella was sucking me off.
Suddenly, as my cock stopped spurting, Isabella coughed. “Cusks!” That scared me! Was she choking on my cum? What would I do if she was?” So, I quickly pulled my cock from the Queen’s mouth.
"Don't stop, Albert, I'm not finished." Then she sucked my cock back into her mouth, where it seemed like she was trying to milk it to get more cum.
“Oh, Isabella! I don’t know what to say! This should not have happened.”
Then she let my cock fall from her mouth and looked up at me with those blue eyes and said, “Albert. It happened because we both wanted it to. You are not in trouble. In fact, I want to repeat what I just did, every day from now on. That is, of course, if you want me to.”
I could feel my face turning red as I thought about getting a blowjob from Isabella every day. I was speechless.
“Albert? Do you want me to?”
“Um. Of course, I do. But you are my Queen! How can you want to do this?”
"Because, my darling Albert," she said as she stood up and put her arms around my neck, "I love doing it, and I know you loved my doing it. Besides, I'm the Queen, and I always get what I want," she said with a smile, and kissed me briefly on the lips.
I could taste my cum, giving me further proof that Queen Isabella had just sucked me off.
“Now,” she said as she sat back down, “You must re-do my hair since you messed it up during my blowjob.”
She was very casual about what she’d just done. As though she gave her hired help blowjobs every day.
So, with trembling hands, I unpinned her hair and put it up again. That time it took only a few minutes.
"That looks great, Albert! Don't you think?" she asked as she looked at me in the mirror.
“Yes. I believe it does!”
Then Isabella stood up, put her arms around my neck again, and gave me a very French kiss, which I returned.
"Mmm." she moaned. "I'm looking forward to you putting my hair up every morning, but only after my blowjob."
“I am too,” I ventured to say.
"I may not need Deborah anymore. You have done a wonderful job, and you got a nice bonus for it. Don't you think?"
“Yes, Isabella.”
She kissed me briefly again and said, “Now! Duty calls. I have some letters for you to write.”
"Of course, Your Highness."
“Albert! Stop that! Now that we’ve been intimate. You must call me Isabella when we’re alone. Okay?”
“Yes…Isabella.”
- - - - -
Isabella’s blowjobs continued until Leonardo returned. Then they started again when he left. I loved Isabella’s blowjobs with her hair down. It was long and thick and so soft. I’d always make two fists with it as she sucked me off.
Then one morning, she said, "Albert. Leonardo hasn't touched me in almost two years, and I'm getting to the point that I really need to have sex. So, I thought that you and I would have sex tomorrow morning. Does that sound alright with you?"
I thought, “Oh my god! Queen Isabella wants me to fuck her! Oh my god!”
Again, I was speechless.
“Albert?”
“Um. Isabella. I’ve never had sex before. I’m afraid I would not satisfy you.”
“Oh, you sweet boy!” she said as she patted me on the cheek. “You’ve never had sex? Then I’m going to show you just how wonderful a good fuck can be.”
To hear my Queen use the word "fuck" was shocking. Yet it was somehow arousing too. I tried to visualize 'fucking' Isabella, but couldn't. Her blowjobs were amazing, and I'd come to enjoy them, but to get between her legs and fuck her, was just too mind-blowing to imagine.
“Tomorrow morning, come prepared for a good roll in the hay, as the Americans would call it. You will not be disappointed. Over the next few days, while my husband is gone, we are going to fuck in ways that you've never dreamed of.”
Hearing Isabella talk like that got my cock growing again, even though she had just sucked me off! As I looked at her gorgeous silky brown hair; her beautiful blue eyes; her soft lips that she used so skillfully, my cock got rock-hard again.
Then I said something that I couldn’t stop, “Isabella. I want to fuck you right now.”
She was still in her robe as she was picking out her daily outfit. She turned and smiled at me and said, “Is the door still locked?”
“Yes.”
“Then we’ll have a quickie,” she said as she shed her robe and bent over her high canopy bed. “Just take me from behind. Come here and push your lovely hard cock into me.”
Isabella said it like an order. Maybe she says everything that way since she’s the Queen? So, not really knowing what to do, I got behind her and dropped my pants. I'd briefly seen her nude body before she laid down, and it was perfection. Her breasts were large, plump, and firm. Her flat tummy revealed her ribcage and hip bones. And her private area was clean-shaven, something I'd never seen or even imagined before.
Now I was standing behind her exposed, perfect ass, and her pussy was protruding out between her upper thighs. And it was glistening with moisture. Did that mean she was aroused?
"Hurry up, Albert, darling! I have a full schedule today."
So, to be obedient, I carefully pushed my cock into her, and she moaned.
"Mmm. Yes! Push it all the way in, darling. Fuck me."
So, I made a quick thrust, and it went all the way in and didn't stop until my stomach slapped against her ass.
“Oh Fuck, Albert. Do that again. That’s what I need. Fuck me hard!”
Encouraged, I repeated my thrust.
“Ugh! Yes!”
I thrust again.
“Ugh! Fuck me, Albert. I’m going to cum!”
So, I took her shoulders in my hands and started to fuck Isabella so hard and deep that I thought I was hurting her the way she was vocalizing. But she soon groaned loudly, made fists with the silk bedspread, and her legs started to quiver. Was she having an orgasm? Is that supposed to happen during a woman’s orgasm?
I put those questions in the back of my mind because I was about to cum in Isabella’s body. I was about to shoot off in the Queen’s pussy!
As my climax approached, I pushed all the way into Isabella's body and held it there as my cock began to jerk and spurt. I got goosebumps on my arms and the back of my neck as my cock continued to spurt. As I looked down at Isabella, my Queen, the Queen of Italy, I honestly thought I was dreaming. This could not be real. I could not be fucking Isabella, the Queen.
"Oh, Albert, darling! I can feel you cumming! It feels so good! I need this every day and every night! Mmm. I'm going to cum again! Keep fucking me!"
Again, that seemed like an order, so I kept fucking Isabella until her orgasm was over. By then, my cock was about limp, so I pulled it out and stepped back to see my white cum slowly oozing out of her.
She immediately turned over and scooped it up with her finger and sucked them into her mouth. As she did, she was smiling up at me with those beautiful blue eyes. Then she came off the bed and dropped to her knees and sucked my wet cock for several minutes, then stood up and put her arms around my neck and kissed me.
“That was so good, my darling Albert. Did you like it?”
I pulled her close and said, “I sure did, even though I didn’t know what I was doing.”
“Oh, darling! You fucked me so well that I’ll be thinking about it all day! And tonight, you must sleep with me. I’ll sneak you in here at the end of the day so no one will notice. Then we’ll make love until we fall asleep, totally exhausted. How does that sound?”
“It sounds wonderful, Isabella.”
“Good. Now I really must get ready. Why don’t you go wait in my outer office?” Then she kissed me and walked back into her large closet, not at all concerned that she was totally nude.
- - - - -
“Sorry I’m late, darling. My schedule was horrific today.”
“That’s okay. I’d wait as long as required to be with you.”
"Aww. That's so sweet, Albert." Then she kissed me and rubbed my bulge. "Oh, good. I see that you're ready for a nice night of sex. I sure am. Get undressed."
As ordered, I undressed, then sat down on the bed. I felt inadequate to even be there, much less to be prepared for a “nice night of sex.”
When Isabella came out of the closet wearing only a see-through negligee, my cock came to attention. She looked so gorgeous; so sexy; so arousing, that I stood up and grabbed her around the waist and kissed her hard. As I did, I pulled the pins from her hair so that it fell freely down her back. Then I turned us around, and together I pushed her down on the bed. Something had come over me! I felt aggressive and hungry for this gorgeous woman. I didn't care if she was the Queen of Italy, I was going to fuck her so hard that's she'd beg me to slow down.
“Oh, Albert! Who are you tonight? Whoever you are, you are who I need! I need someone to be rough with me; someone who will keep fucking me when I beg them to stop. I want to be taken, even ****d. I just need a cock inside me until I fall asleep from exhaustion.”
“Well, Isabella. I’ll try to do all of that.”
“Then fuck me, darling. Ram that nice cock into me and don’t stop until I go to sleep, then keep fucking me. I want to be used as a fuck toy.”
Isabella’s words were depraved and were very arousing; driving me on. So, I positioned my cock at the entrance to her body, then rammed it in as hard and as fast as I could.
“Ugh! Fuck!” Isabella groaned as she wrapped her long legs around my waist and pulled.
I slid my hand under shoulders, grabbed to handfuls of her silky hair, and we kissed hungrily as we fucked furiously. She was moaning; clawing my back with her long red fingernails; she was holding me so tightly with her arms and legs that I had no choice put to fuck her to oblivion.
A few minutes later, Isabella had her first of many orgasms that night. She groaned, and her body quivered like she was having a seizure.
It made me feel wonderful that I was the cause of Isabella's orgasm. I completely forgot my approaching climax just so I could thoroughly enjoy hers. It was so amazing to hold Isabella's body in my arms as it quivered and as she groaned in my ear. I was fucking the Queen of Italy and she was having a thunderous orgasm on my cock! Nothing would ever top this experience!
As her orgasm ended and her quivering stopped, she whispered, “Don’t stop fucking me, Albert. Fuck me until I fall asleep.”
That sounded to me like a whispered order, so I continued to fuck Isabella, but at a slower pace to make it last. She seemed to like that and moaned softly with each thrust.
To delay my climax, I assessed my situation. Here I was on top of Queen Isabella, fucking her slowly after forcing her into submission. She had her legs around my waist and was gently pulling with each thrust I made into her gorgeous body. I was going to spend the night with Queen Isabella in my arms, in her royal bed, and would probably make her give me a blowjob at some point during the night.
Isabella had been giving me daily blowjobs while her husband, the King, was away. And as I slowly fucked Isabella, I realized that I was in love with her! And I also realized how bad that was for me, a simple employee; a commoner.
“Oh, darling. I’m about to cum again. Fuck me hard.”
So, I started to ram her hard until her body went into a spasm. At the same time, I started to shoot off. We both were groaning and thrusting; the bed was squeaking and bouncing. I wished I had a small audience to see just how good a fuck Queen Isabella was.
By the time my climax was over, Isabella’s was also. She whispered something like, “You’re the best lover I’ve ever had.”
I was exhausted, and so was Isabella. She fell silent and was probably asleep.
I had collapsed on top of her, so when I had the strength, I rolled off.
“Mmm. Don’t leave me, darling,” she mumbled as she cuddled up in my arms and laid her head on my shoulder.
I held Isabella for as long as I could before going to sleep with a fistful of her soft hair in my hand. I wanted to fuck her while she slept, but I didn’t wake up.
But I did wake up when I felt Isabella’s warm mouth engulfing my cock. I looked down and saw her long hair spilling down her back and onto my stomach. Again, something came over me as I grabbed her by the hair and forced her down on the bed. Then I straddled her chest and pushed my cock down her throat.
“Agh!” she gagged, but I continued.
I pinned Isabella’s hands to the bed as I pushed deep into her throat. She was struggling and fighting me, but I didn’t stop until my cock exploded and filled her royal stomach with my cum. Only then did I release her hands and roll off beside her. It was a very arousing scene that I would never forget.
Afterward, Isabella cuddled up in my arms again and whispered, "That was wonderful, darling. I've always wanted to be taken in the middle of the night like that. You are such a wonderful lover for me. I'll never, ever let you go." Then she went back to sleep.
- - - - -
The next night, Isabella introduced me to sixty-nine and had three orgasms before I filled her royal tummy again with my cum. After we rested and talked about her c***dhood, she introduced me to the cowgirl position. She seemed to excel at that and had two more orgasms as I sucked her ample breasts.
Somehow, I survived three nights with Isabella before Leonardo returned. The day after, before my blowjob, she said he didn’t touch her.
"He is a complete fool, Isabella. You are so gorgeous and loving. Why would he not touch you every chance he got?"
“I’m glad he doesn’t. I have you now.” Then she gave me another amazing deep throat blowjob.
- - - - -
When the King was home, I had to keep my distance from Isabella unless she needed something. Oh, I always got a blowjob and fixed her hair every morning, but that was it.
The University of Italy was out for the summer, so Isabella's daughter, Angelica, was home and wandering around the palace every day. And she was a distraction! Angelica was as gorgeous as her mother with long brown hair, cute bangs, and blue eyes. She was a sexy tart and knew it.
But I was attracted to her anyway. Leonardo wasn’t traveling as much, so except for my daily blowjobs, I wasn’t getting the sex I had become used to with Isabella. That’s why I started to lust after Angelica.
One day she asked me, “Hey, Albert. I’m going to lay out by the pool. Would you mind putting suntan lotion on my back?”
“Not at all. It’s a pretty slow day for your mother.”
"Good! I'll change, and you can meet me there in fifteen minutes."
“Okay.”
I was so thrilled that my cock came to attention. Angelica was hot, so to put lotion on her back was going to be arousing. I intended to enjoy it. And I planned to create some good erotic fantasies about her in the process. Maybe I’d fuck her from behind with my hand over her mouth so she couldn’t scream. I’d lick her bangs and whisper, “You’re a good fuck, Angelica," in her ear. She'd moan and try to get away, but the weight of me laying on her back would make her struggling futile. I would also fantasize that she loved to have sex with me, and we'd fuck quickly at various times throughout the day when Isabella didn't need my services. I also wanted to get her on her knees for a nice slow blowjob. Then just before my climax, I would grab her by the hair, pull my cock from her mouth, and shoot off all over her cute face. She would giggle and try to catch my cum on her tongue. Then I would wipe the cum from her face and feed it to her.
“Oh! There you are! I was afraid you’d forgotten me!”
“I would never do that. You’re unforgettable.”
“Really? That’s nice to hear. I can’t talk to guys at school. Too much security around.”
“Yeah. That would be a problem. Now! Where is the suntan lotion?”
“Right here,” she said as she handed me the tube. “Let me untie my top.” Then she untied her bikini top and let them fall. “Now. Do your job.”
"Yes, ma-am!" I replied.
“Hey! I didn’t mean it that way.”
“Oh. It sounded like an order.”
“I’m just a princess.”
“Okay. Princess Angelica, how’s that for your back?”
“Feels okay. Now do the back of my legs.”
I thought, "Oh, damn! My hand will be close to her pussy! I'll have to be careful."
As I spread lotion on Angelica’s legs, I started at her ankles and moved slowly up. I kept my eyes on her nice ass, wishing I could slip my hand under her bikini and rub her clit. And I wondered whether or not she was a virgin. It would be heaven to pop her cherry.
As I moved along her inner thighs, I got closer and closer to her bikini and her pussy. My cock was hard and had been the whole time.
Then when I slowly reached the top of Angelica’s thighs, she spread her legs a bit, I assumed to let me go further. So, I kept rubbing her inner thighs until I thought that I was being obvious and stopped.
“How’s that?”
“Why did you stop?”
“Well, I’ve spread lotion everywhere!”
Then she pulled down her bikini bottom and said, “Not everywhere.”
“You want me to put lotion on your bottom?”
“Yes, please. You’re doing a great job.”
“Well, far be it from me to deny Princess Angelica a butt rub.”
She laughed and said, “Exactly.”
So, with a trembling hand, I spread lotion on Angelica’s nice ass. And I didn’t hold back. I pushed my hand into the crack of her ass several times, then slowly worked it down toward her pussy, which I noticed was nicely shaved.
Then when she pushed her bikini further down and spread her legs more, I knew she was giving me permission to go all the way…so I did. I ran my middle finger down the crack of her ass a couple of times, then on the third pass, I pushed it down to her swollen pussy and rubbed it several times, then went back to her ass. I didn’t want to appear to be obvious.
“Mmm. Albert. You really know how to turn on a princess!”
“I’m trying not to be obvious, Angelica.”
“Then please be obvious.”
“Your wish is my command,” I said as I slid two fingers down to her pussy and explored ever fold. She moaned and raised her hips, so I reached further and rubbed her clit.
“Oh fuck, Albert! Make me cum. Finger fuck me!”
So, without delay, I pushed two fingers into her pussy and finger fucked her for just a minute or so when she moaned loudly and pushed her ass up higher so I could fuck her deeper.
At that point, I was so aroused that I threw caution to the wind and leaned over to her ear and whispered, “My cock would feel much better, princess.”
“I’m cumming, Albert. I wish you were inside me right now. I need a cock so bad.”
“If we were in your room, I’d fuck you right now.”
"Mmm. I want you to fuck me. Let's go to my room." Angelica quickly put her bikini back on, left everything else, and said, "Come on."
I followed a discreet distance behind her. I knew that her room was on the third floor all by itself, so when I closed the door behind me, Angelica was in bed, completely nude and ready for me.
“Come fuck me, Albert. I’m so horny I could die!”
I quickly got undressed and crawled onto the bed as Angelica spread her legs. She expected me to fuck her immediately, but I wanted to get my tongue on her clit. So, I kissed her inner thighs and worked my way down toward my target. I could taste the suntan lotion but had to live with if I was going get my tongue on her clit.
“Oh, Albert! You’re driving me crazy!”
So, I quickly moved to her clit and sucked it and licked it furiously. That sent her into an orgasm that made her moan loudly and made the bed shake.
"Fuck me, Albert! I need your cock inside me!" she insisted as she pulled my head up toward her face.
When our lips met, it was like a bolt of electricity. Our tongues were fighting as I pushed my cock into her body with one quick thrust.
“Ugh! Yes! Fuck me hard, Albert,” she whispered as she raised her legs around my waist.
We fucked for a good hour before I shot off. I don’t know how I held out that long. I guess it was because of Isabella’s daily blowjobs.
But Angelica seemed to have one continuous, hour-long orgasm. She was clawing my back, pulling with her feet, and moaning constantly as we fucked.
When I finally came, Angelica groaned and said, “Mmm, Albert! Your cum feels so good!”
When I finished, I rolled over and pulled Angelica on top of me. Her long hair spread out on my arm as I ran my fingers through it.
But after a short rest, I said, "Angelica, I have to go. I work for your mother!"
“Oh! I wish you could stay. I want to give you a blowjob.”
“That would be wonderful, princess, I’ll certainly let you do that at another time, but right now I must go! I can’t explain to the Queen where I’ve been!”
“Okay. But promise me we can meet again soon,”
“I promise, princess.” Then I kissed her, got dressed, and hurried downstairs.
I sat down in the outer hall where I usually wait, and there was no one around looking for me, so I was safe. I'd successfully bedded Queen Isabella's daughter, Princess Angelica, and gotten away with it.
- - - - -
The next morning after my blowjob, I was fixing Isabella’s hair and said, “Isabella, I have to tell you something.” My heart was about to jump out of my chest! Was she going to upset with what I was about to tell her?
“What is it, Albert?”
“Well…um…Angelica came on to me yesterday.”
Isabella looked at me in the mirror and said, "She did? How did she come on to you? She didn't grab your cock or something crude like that, did she? She can be very forward."
“No, no. Nothing like that. She noticed that I wasn’t busy and asked if I would put suntan lotion on her back…”
“And?” she interrupted.
“Well, as I was doing that, gosh, I can’t believe she did this, she pushed her bikini bottom down so I could put lotion on her butt. She’s a Princess, so I did it, but I thought it was a bit provocative. And it made me very uncomfortable. (I wasn’t telling Isabella the whole truth, of course. I just wanted to see her reaction.)
“Well, I would certainly call that a come on. How did she react to…what you did?”
"She thanked me, and I said that I should run inside to see if you might need something."
“Oh! Well, it may have been quite innocent on her part, or she may have been looking to get something started with you. If it was the latter, I’m thrilled.”
“Thrill?”
“Yes, Albert. Angelica has been a so-called free spirit ever since she entered puberty, so to see her be attracted to a wonderful man like you, darling, thrills me. I would love for her to find a nice young man like you and settle down, get married, and give me grandc***dren.”
As I finished her hair, Isabella turned around, put her arms around my neck, and gave me a brief kiss. "If you want my opinion, I think you should just let nature take its course with Angelica; see what she does next. She might not do anything, but she might come on to you again. If she does, go for it."
“Wow, Isabella! This is not the reaction I expected from you!”
"Albert, darling. I don't own you. I have no hold on you. You're free to see Angelica or anyone you want. In any case, I'll always be here to give you a daily blowjob, and when Leonardo is gone, I hope we will still sleep together."
“Gosh, Isabella! I don’t know what to say?” My cock had become hard again with the thought of having an affair with Queen Isabella and with her daughter, all at the same time!
“Just say that you’ll pursue Angelica if that’s what you both want and that you'll always sleep with me when I'm alone and available. And one more thing, Albert."
“Yes?”
“The time and the nights we’ve spent together have been so wonderful that, well, I’ve fallen in love with you. I want you in my life always! Even if you were to marry Angelica, I would still want and need to have an affair with you.” Then we kissed hungrily. That’s when she felt my hard-on.
"Oh, Albert! We can not let that wonderful hard-on go to waste. I have a few minutes for you to take me from behind if you're quick," Isabella whispered as she let her robe drop to the floor. She knew me well enough and knew that I would always jump at the chance to fuck her from behind. So, she laid face down on the bed with her feet on the floor.
I moved behind her, dropped my pants, and quickly pushed my cock in to the hilt.
“Ugh! Fuck me, darling! Fuck me!”
I did, and within minutes, we both were groaning and thrusting as our mutual orgasms consumed us.
Then, as always, Isabella dropped to her knees and sucked my cock clean. Then she stood up, kissed me, and said, “That was wonderful, Albert. Now, go see if my daughter wants anything. I have a function to attend and will be gone all day with Leonardo.”
We kissed again, and I said, "Okay, Isabella. And just so you’ll know, I fell in love with you that first night we spent together.”
“I know. I could tell by the tender way you kissed me. Now go so I can get dressed.”
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After taking another shower, I knocked on Angelica’s door.
“Yes?”
“It’s Albert. Do you need anything? Your mother will be gone all day and won’t be needing my services,” I yelled through the door.
Angelica quickly opened the door and pulled me inside, closing and locking the door behind me. “Then I will need your services all day.” Then we kissed as she ran her hand down to my leg and found my growing cock.
“Oh, Albert! I have not been able to forget our wonderful time in bed together yesterday. I’m horny and need to be fucked all day! That is if you’re up to it.”
I ran my fingers down through her silky long hair and said, “With a girl as gorgeous as you, I’ll always be up to it.”
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That started my affair with Angelica. And with Isabella’s blessings! I would spend my free time with Angelica, usually in bed, then do my work for the Queen. She wanted me to keep her informed as to the progress of my relationship with her daughter and demanded that I tell her every detail. When I did, she’d get so aroused that she’d pull me into the royal bedroom where I’d give her a quick fuck.
It didn't take long for Angelia and me to fall in love and want to get married. Isabella was gleeful when I told her and said, "Oh, darling! I'm going to throw you two a big wedding and give you an around-the-world cruise as a wedding gift." Then we had sex for an hour.
Our wedding was indeed, big and lavish, with almost a thousand guests. And the cruise was so wonderful that I almost forgot about Isabella and her daily blowjobs because Angelica liked to give me a daily blowjob before I combed her long, silky hair, which had grown down to her butt. I love wrapping it around my hard-on, then beating off with it. She turns around at the last minute so I can shoot off in her mouth.
And that is the story of my affair with the Queen of Italy and her daughter, Princess Angelica.