Queen Wana: Naked Viking Queen

After she bathed, she joined Barlowe and his wife for dinner at their home. Wana noticed the prefect kept staring at her throughout the delicious meal. She could picture his huge, erect penis under the tablecloth, pre cum oozing out. The prefect's wife was also a creature of his species and had large breasts. After dinner, she cleaned the dishes in the kitchen and Barlowe and Wana were left alone. An awkward silence followed where she could clearly see the lust in his eyes.

Her foot touched his accidentally. "Oh, sorry!" she said, chuckling. "Well, thanks again for dinner. It was fabulous."

"You're very welcome, Your Highness. You really must come to Zaiden more often. I realize how far we are from your castle but we really love you here. Your presence has uplifted the spirits of so many people. It's brought smiles to their faces! They're extremely grateful to you for taking care of the crime here."

She smiled, blushing. "I'm happy to serve my people, Prefect. If you have trouble with outsiders again let me know immediately."

"I will," he replied, his hairy foot touching hers intentionally. He cleared his throat. "Uhh, and I personally wanted to say I enjoyed spending my time with you here during your stay. Can you stay a little longer, Your Majesty?" he asked flirtatiously, a shiny twinkle in his eyes.

Wana looked away, maintaining the smile. "I'd like to, Prefect, but I have important business waiting for me back at the castle."

He frowned in disappointment. "How unfortunate. My wife is going to be away for the next two days and I wanted to show you around Zaiden some more. Plus, you mentioned your love of the nature and the outdoors, of hiking, and I was going to take you to my tree house getaway in the forest."

"Oh, sounds nice. . ." She thought it over and then said, "Since you put it that way, I'd love to stay. I'll send a message back to my castle later saying my plans have changed."

Barlowe grinned happily. "Splendid."

Early the next morning Queen Wana and Barlowe rode an animal that resembled a giant tiger into the forest. It had yellow fur with splotches of back here and there. In its mouth were two long fangs similar to that of a saber-tooth cat, and the animal had long, sharp claws. One swipe was fatal.

Wana sat behind Barlowe on the saddle, wearing her Viking helmet and leopard skin cape. She held onto him tightly whenever the animal ran or jumped over rocks. A couple of times the jolting ride almost threw her off! And the animal was blazing fast!

They stopped at a creek where the tiger-like creature drank water, slurping loudly.

"What's his name again?" Wana asked.

"Yalen," Barlowe replied. "He's a great guy." He patted its head gently and Yalen growled quietly, licking Barlowe's hand with his tongue. She could picture Yalen's big mouth chomping off his hand but quickly dismissed the image.

They moved on. Yalen bounded through the forest with tremendous speed, his long, powerful legs making big leaps over boulders, logs and dead trees, streams, and chasms. Wana held Barlowe tight. Her large, pendulous breasts bounced up and down like yo-yos.

Later, they road ended at a cliff, overlooking a raging river. The distance to the other side seemed far. But with speed and power Yalen jumped across the water easily. When he landed on the other side Barlowe patted his head. "Good boy!"

Yalen ran through the woods where the trail eventually got steep. Barlowe and Wana dismounted and Barlowe tied Yalen to a tree.

"The tree house isn't far," the Prefect said, carrying a backpack.

The two hiked up the rocky hill. It was still hot and muggy. The Queen shielded the sun from her eyes with her hand occasionally. After climbing a gigantic boulder she assisted him up. There was another such rock and she reached down and pulled him up again.

He smiled at her, impressed. "You're quite a hiker, Your Highness."

She returned a grin. "Thanks. Well, I work out and run a lot, too."

He eyed her thick, muscular body with admiration. "Yes, I see that. I've taken my wife up here but she doesn't care much for the hiking. She gets out of breath fast."

"How long have you been married?"

"We made our tenth anniversary this year."

"Congratulations!"

"Thank you, my Queen. What about you? I've heard rumors about suitors going to the castle."

She smiled shyly. "Yes, they've come and talked to me. But that's it. I haven't made a decision yet. Actually, I'm not sure if I want to wed just yet. . .I rather enjoy being single, of being free."

"I know what you mean. But surely, your parents wish to have grandchildren someday."

"They do. . .someday."

"Speaking of suitors, do you remember my brother, Saman?"

"He came with you to my castle once."

"Yes. . .he, uhh. . .he's interested in you and wishes to be a suitor, too."

She blushed. "I'm flattered. . .well, ask him to stop by the castle sometime."

"I will. Ahh, if I had only met you a few years earlier before my marriage. . ."

They continued ascending the hill and soon she saw the tree house. It was a primitive looking structure, occupying the upper reaches of a tall redwood. It reminded her of the tree house she played in when she was a child. This one was spacious and had one bedroom, a small kitchenette, a living room, and a bathroom.

She followed him up the rope ladder and entered. The floorboards were squeaky beneath her bare feet. Her mouth dropped open at the spectacular views. She could see Zaiden from here, as well as the mountains, rivers, farms, and valleys.

"Wow!" she said. "Amazing."

"Yep, this is my getaway, Your Highness. Would you like a drink?"

"That would be great." She took off her leopard skin cape and helmet. Taking out a small wreath of flowers she put it on her head.

He chuckled. "You look like an innocent peasant girl."

She took a drink from the goblet, shooting him a naughty grin. "Well, I don't know about the innocent part." She saw his monstrous, hard penis. She hugged him and gave him a kiss, her big tits and large, erect nipples rubbing against his furry orange chest. Her thick, muscular body was warm and sweaty. They stood there and French kissed for a while, his big hands fondling her big, sweaty butt cheeks. He kept splitting them open and she giggled. When he slid his long fingers between her cheeks she issued a deep, throaty laugh.

"You like that, don't you, Your Highness?"

She nodded, smiling at him, feeling his long dick rubbing against her huge, muscular thighs. Her thighs were wet with his pre cum. She grabbed his dick and stroked and fondled it and he closed his eyes and moaned.

"You sure your wife didn't follow us?" she asked, laughing.

"Hush!" he said playfully, thrusting his tongue into her mouth once more. They French kissed a while longer, his hands all over her ass. Then he stood behind her, burying his face in her shoulder length dark blonde hair, the wreath of flowers still crowning her. His warm saliva drooled onto her big hooters.

He sat down on a sofa in the living room and she knelt before him and sucked his penis hungrily.

He moaned. "Ooooooooh, Your Majesty, that feeeeels soooo gooooood! Ooooooh!" He watched her suck super fast, licking his large, drooping balls. Her long tongue teased and seduced his nuts slowly and he kept moaning for more and more. One nut was bigger than the other and she gave special attention to that one.

"Oh, forget my brother!" he said. "I'm going to marry you! Oh, Your Highness, I'm going to file for divorce immediately!"

Wana laughed. "Do I hear regret in your voice, dear Prefect?" She continued going down on him, sucking ravenously.

Later, he sat on a stool and she sat in his lap. After guiding his penis into her vagina, he started pumping fast. The Queen's loud, deep moans boomed throughout the tree house and beyond! Barlowe's big nuts kept flopping against her butt. He kissed and licked her big tits and big, dark nipples. He sucked those hard nipples like a baby. He buried his hairy face in her sweaty tits and they smothered him.

She smiled. "If you marry me you can do this every day."

"OOOOOOOOOHHH, GOD!" he moaned.

He grinded her even faster, his nuts bouncing off her, and soon they climaxed. She achieved orgasm, her moans passionate and loud. He didn't let go of her until every last drop of cum spurted inside of her.

Round two took them to the bedroom where Barlowe knelt behind her on the bed and gave it to her doggy-style. He rubbed his big cock against her big, curvy royal ass, spanking it hard. He slapped her butt with his hands until they got red. After lubricating her anus he slid his penis in there and she winced when it initially went in. It was so fucking big that she didn't think it could possibly fit in! But it did! Kissing and nibbling her ears and neck he pumped her slow at first and gradually went faster. She kept screaming for more and more! Burying his face in her sweaty dark blonde hair he later licked and sucked the beads of sweat that trickled down her wide, tanned back. He kissed each and every freckle and mole on her back. Soon, he came inside her and they both moaned hysterically.

After bathing they slept in the large bed, nice and cozy under the blankets. In the middle of the night she was horny again and sat on top of him, her big tits hanging over his face. He smiled from ear to ear, playing and fondling with her breasts, kissing and sucking them hungrily.

"Imagine, if you married me, you'd wake up to this every night," she whispered sexily into his ear.

"Don't tempt me, Your Highness!" he said.

She lied on her back, spreading her legs wide apart as he mounted her in the Missionary position. She straddled her muscular legs around him tightly and he started thrusting her deeply, to the hilt, with his manhood. Her loud moans shattered the nighttime silence. He went faster and faster and when he ejaculated her fingernails dug deeply into his back. They both sighed, laughing like teenagers doing it for the first time, snuggling next to each other. Excitement, lust, and sex were thick in the air.

Later, she sat on the sofa, spreading her legs wide open while he ate her giant, wet pussy eagerly. He spiced things up a little by painting her massive, muscular thighs and calves with his tongue. He also painted her feet, her back, arms, and every other place imaginable. She cried for more and more. He then probed her clitoris with his tongue, slow and sensual at first and then super fast, the way she liked it. Her moans were deafening and he thought the whole tree house would collapse! His heart sank a couple of times when he literally felt the tree house shake. As she continued moaning, it shook a few more times! Eventually, the Queen experienced another awesome orgasm! She had a wide grin on her tanned face.

"Good job, Prefect!" she said. "You're going to get a promotion immediately!"

He laughed.

"No, I'm serious. I'll explain later."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

He stood in the middle of the living room while she hung onto his strong neck with her hands, wrapping her big legs around him tightly. He supported her by holding her ass. Once his dick was inside her vagina he began pumping fast. He slapped her ass repeatedly and she howled like a wild animal. His nuts kept bouncing off her. She reached down and fondled them lovingly and he shot her a lecherous smile. Their eyes locked in a lustful stare. She was a big, tall woman but fortunately he was able to lift her. And from all the grinding and intense lovemaking he felt the tree house tremble again! The floorboards creaked loudly beneath him. Were they going to crash to the ground? He didn't care now. All he wanted was one thing.

His dick slipped out of her twice and she guided it back in. He pumped faster, nuts flopping against her like crazy. When he came inside her, her loud moans pierced through the forest.

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For the next round, they lied down on their sides on the bed with him behind her, in the spooning position. After raising her top leg a little he slid his enormous dick into her pussy once again. As he pumped her gently and sensually he leaned closer and kissed her ears, neck, and head and then nibbled her ears and neck tenderly. Her shoulder length dark blonde hair smelled of peach scented shampoo. He ran his fingers through her beautiful hair.

Wana closed her eyes, moaning with a smile as he kept rocking her gently and passionately. They stayed in this intimate, relaxed position for a while, with him reaching over and fondling her breasts and nipples. He kissed her wide, tanned back, kissing her freckles and moles. Then things started getting rough and wild! Barlowe thrusted his dick into her faster and harder and she kept screaming for more. She raised her big, muscular top leg a little higher so he could go more smoothly. She clutched his thigh tightly when he ejaculated insider her. She turned her head to French kiss him feverishly.

The Queen bid farewell to the Prefect, his wife, and the citizens of Zaiden later. She mounted Bayo and with a crack of the whip the flying reptile soared up into the air. Bayo flew at top speed, his long wings flapping fast. Wana looked below at the lands she governed, smiling confidently. It was going to be a great day.

THE END