Randy Land Ch. 08

"I like you, Prince Billy. Your good cheer is well nigh indomitable. You've spoken not one word of false protestation to me. And your love for your sister, the lengths you are willing to go for her... it is endearing. You could have gone home long ago, I think, had you wanted. But you stand by Princess Sue, guarding her dignity as well as her fine fanny. Yes, there is a lot to like about you."

Queen Libertine leaned forward, which caused her breasts to sway. Billy's eyes zeroed in on them before he could yank his gaze back up.

"And I suspect you like me, too. Don't be shy, Billy, it is okay. You like me, don't you?"

He did. He truly did. He didn't just like Queen Libertine. He felt a crushing infatuation and lust for her which threatened to implode back upon him if he couldn't get a grip on it. He'd never felt such electric desire for another human being.

"I like you very much, Queen Libertine."

"Then there's no reason why we can't relax here together. Sue has not yet found what she came here for. Perhaps my girls on the beach can help her, or perhaps not. In any case, you are stuck here with me. Is there anything in particular you'd like to do to pass the time?"

Billy could think of a dozen things he wanted to do with Queen Libertine, and his mind was making up more every minute he was with her. But you don't say those sorts of things to a woman you've just met. But then Billy thought about what the Queen probably heard day in and day out, and steeled himself.

"I'd like to lick your breasts. I'm curious about how they'd feel in my mouth, and how they'd taste. I'd like to rub my cock all over your body, stick it inside of you, and fuck you so hard it makes you see stars. Then I'd like to have supper and do it all over again, but maybe more slowly the second time around."

Queen Libertine drew her breath in a gasp and stared at Billy with wide open eyes. "What a filthy, filthy mouth you have!" She slapped him across the face. "I'll have to wash it out -- with my pussy."

Billy grinned and his erection tightened, as though drawing attention to itself. Queen Libertine gripped his cock through the dress and rubbed it up and down. She leaned over and planted a kiss on its tip, inhaling deeply. Queen Libertine stopped suddenly. Her face darkened in fury.

"You've been whoring around with that slut Princess Lolli, haven't you! Don't deny it!" Panic took hold of Billy and he froze.

"Take out your cock, this instant!" Billy did as she asked, lifting the skirt of his dress and exposing his rigid cock. Queen Libertine sniffed along his shaft. "I can smell her cunt on you. That damned whore."

Queen Libertine began swabbing Billy's prick with her tongue. She took him deep into her throat so that her lips were cupped almost around his ballsack, sucking him clean as she eased her lips back off his cock.

"That's much better. Remind me to use mouthwash later." Queen Libertine took a pull from her wine goblet and leaned in close to Billy. She smelled fresh and sweet, but tinged with musk and alcohol. She kissed him passionately while she caressed his naked ballsack. "My, my, what have we here?" she murmured once their lips had parted. Billy felt her breath pull away as she dropped to the floor. She pursed her lips into an O and took one testicle into her mouth, tickling it with her tongue tip. She lapped his hairless balls, humming as she cupped them in her mouth.

Billy groaned and took charge. He stood, shrugged out of his dress, and ripped the bow from his hair. He shoved Queen Libertine into the couch. Her hair draped about her in waves of translucent blue and her eyes shone brightly. Billy cupped her breasts in his hands and fondled them. He encased one nipple in his mouth and sucked it wetly, grinding the nub against the roof of his mouth with his tongue. He took long pulls, tugging her nipple back into his throat while pushing the rest of her tit away with his lips. As he did so, Billy rolled her other nipple around between his fingers and pulled it taut.

Billy's voracious appetite for her body was an aphrodisiac. Queen Libertine started moaning and gripping his head to her breast.

"Queen Libertine, since we just met and all I need to ask you a question, but I'm a little embarrassed. Can I ask you?"

"Yes, Billy, go ahead."

"Is your pussy wet for me right now? I'll bet it is. You're just a wet slut hoping I'll stick my cock in you. Isn't that right?"

Queen Libertine moaned again.

"I'm going to find out one way or the other. But first you need to get my cock nice and wet. Wet, you hear me?"

Billy rubbed his cock across her nose and lips. She licked up and down his length before engulfing him. She slurped a few times and then eased his shining prick from her lips.

Billy tucked his cock tight against her breastbone, pressed her tits together, and slid it between them. "Oooh, hot damn Queen Libertine! Your tits feel so fucking good around my cock." Billy pulled his cock downward until it almost left her cleavage, then pushed it up again until his prickhead blossomed from between her breasts.

"Does that feel good for you? Honestly I couldn't give a fuck if it does or not because I've been wanting to stick my prick between your tits since we met." For emphasis, Billy rammed it between her tits particularly hard until he bumped into her throat and his balls slapped against the bottom of her tits.

He couldn't explain why, but this was the best thing Billy had ever felt in his life. It physically felt better than a blowjob or a fuck. It was smoother, somehow. But it also set off a kinky part of his brain.

Billy sawed his cock between her breasts several more times until the lubricant dried up. That was a boon for he was about to cum, and he wanted to show Queen Libertine that he was more than a two-minute lay. So Billy turned his attention to her.

"I asked you a question, you goddamned slut. Is your pussy wet? I hope it is because I'm going to fuck you, and dry fucks chafe my cock."

"I'm not telling you a thing, you filthy boy."

Billy got comfortable on the floor because he planned to be here awhile. Queen Libertine was laid back on the couch, eyes unfocused, with her nipples pointing at the sky. Her legs disappeared into the voluminous folds of her dress, which looked like a flower. Billy placed his head between her knees and slid his cheeks along her thighs until he bumped into a patch of wet skin. The contact thrilled them both; Queen Libertine sighed.

He extended his tongue and licked her from the bottom of her asshole to the top of her clit. He did the same thing up her left side, then her right, before clamping his mouth around her lips and slipping his tongue inside. Her smooth skin felt great against his sensitive taste buds. Billy was intoxicated by the tangy taste of her fluids; he eased his way as far inside of her as he could, flexing the blade of his tongue against her walls.

Billy dragged his tongue from her slowly and then nestled its tip at the base of her clit. He probed it gently, working in a small circle until he felt it harden.

"You are wet for me, Queen Libertine! Positively soaked! I don't know why I bothered coming down here to suck your pussy. I could have slipped right into you without even blinking. I should cram something inside you just to teach you a lesson."

Billy got two fingers wet and slid them along her sheath before curling them up against her cunt wall. He caressed her up and down while he returned to licking her pussy. Billy listened carefully to the sounds Queen Libertine was making. Sometimes he changed his position or stroke and felt her body relax, so he changed back and felt her body tense again. Through a combination of effort, intuition, and sheer dumb luck, Billy teased Queen Libertine to the brink and back several times.

Billy was getting hot with his head beneath the dress, and his cheeks were sweaty against her thighs. Just when he considered coming up for air, Queen Libertine moaned and clamped her thighs tight against his ears. Billy knew he was close to making her come and redoubled his efforts. For some reason he was inspired to poke his pinky against her asshole and wriggle it inside a bit.

Queen Libertine had regarded his fledging efforts to please her with wry amusement at first. But at some point her detachment had evaporated. And now the little shit was actually going to make her come. When his finger poked into her puckered flesh it set off a powder keg in her mind. Queen Libertine exploded in a haze of white light, bucking her hips against his face and arching her back. She trembled in ecstasy for some time before slumping back into the cushions.

Billy was ecstatic too because he could actually feel her orgasm against his fingers. Little explosions pulsed along his fingers as her walls engorged and her veins throbbed against him. It was gratifying; for a moment Billy forgot the role he'd been playing and simply stared in wonder at her.

Then the throbbing against his fingers subsided and Billy became aware of his own throbbing. His prick was harder that it had ever been before. The skin of his cockhead was glossy and smooth, and a thick bead of clear fluid seeped out of his pisshole.

"No... fingers aren't enough at all, Queen Libertine. You're far too wet and slutty for that."

She shrieked as Billy picked her up, turned her over, and stuffed a cushion under her belly. He ruffled the frilly folds of her dress until it fell around her waist, exposing her ass to him. Billy grabbed one of her knees, pried her legs apart, and rubbed his shiny prickhead all over her lips. He felt heat emanating from her pussy and then it was lights out. Billy lost all reason and rammed his cock into her, pushing her asscheeks into the air with the force of his thrust. His cock was drenched in the feel of her, alive with sensation, while his mind was flooded with a pure desire to rut in and out of her body.

The cushion acted like a lever; when Billy thrust into her it pushed her body up and forward. It also cause his prickhead to rub against her favorite spot. Queen Libertine had been fucked by larger men, but she couldn't recall being rammed with such ferocity and animalistic drive. She was literally taken on a ride by the force of his fucking.

Billy started quivering. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He knew he would not last and ripped his cock from her. She looked back to see frantic jets of cum sputtering out of his pisshole. White ropes writhed through the air and splattered across her dress, her torso, and her couch.

Before Billy's cock had even stopped spasming he plunged two fingers into her pussy and stroked her until she came too, bucking against his hand.

Billy's ragged breath eventually settled and Queen Libertine sat up. She looked at the disarrayed furniture, piles of clothes, and the rope of sticky cum dangling from the side of her breast. "I'd forgotten what horny, messy pigs you teenage boys are," she said with disdain. "I invite you into my home and all you can think to do is fuck me with your nasty cock and mess up my living room?"

Billy grinned at her and Queen Libertine broke into a wide smile.

"You forgot hungry."

"What?"

"We nasty teenage boys. We're horny, messy, and hungry."

Queen Libertine laughed. "I'll have my girls bring something up."

In fact, the girls were eating down on the beach now.

At first, when Queen Libertine had taken Billy away, Sue was a wreck. She felt certain that their journey was over. Queen Libertine was probably tossing Billy in jail while Sue just stood on the beach doing nothing. Resolve flooded her eyes and Sue walked up the path. She was restrained by a hand on her shoulder.

"Why the rush? There's plenty to do down here." The woman speaking looked friendly, but her voice had an air of command. Her shoulder-length black hair had a streak of gray over one eyebrow. Her eyes were golden brown, kind yet piercing, and radiated warmth. Her skin was warm as well, bronzed from long days in the sun, with a cheerful blush at her cheekbones. Toned limbs extended gracefully from a lithe torso. Her flattish breasts were capped by brown nipples. Jet black hair fanned in a neat column at the apex of her thighs.

Flanking the woman were two girls whose eyes also begged Sue to stay. One had green eyes, reddish curls, and a pale complexion while the other may as well have been a carbon copy of Sue herself. All three were naked, unabashed, and focused on Sue.

"I need to go. My brother needs me."

The woman tightened her grip on Sue's shoulder, not painfully, but enough to get her attention.

"Sue, don't fear for Prince Billy. Quell won't harm him."

"Quell?"

The other girls laughed. "Queen Libertine. Q.L. It somehow tuned into 'Quell' over the years. I am Karmdee --"

"-- that's short for Karamel Delight," the redhead cut in. "I'm Taga. And she's Savannah."

The blond girl pretended to curtsey then looked around before shouting "Hey, T.M., where are you?" An elegant girl about Sue's age with gleaming black skin came out from a beach hut nearby. Her brown eyes dominated a round face framed in kinky curls. "That's T.M."

"Holy shit, so there are black people here!" Sue noted with relief. She'd started to wonder if her fantasies were racist.

"Don't forget Gloopy," T.M. said with bemused self-deprecation. "There's always been a token person of color in these lands. But somehow that makes it even worse." T.M. grew silent after a warning glance from Karmdee.

Sue looked over the group of girls and couldn't help but notice the calculated diversity. Before her was a menu of heights, figures, and ethnicities. Sue looked around the beach and saw still more diversity.

"What an amazing coincidence," Sue said. "Here I am, alone with a gaggle of beautiful, naked women of all shapes and colors... no men in sight and nothing but time on my hands."

"Quell thought you might need a safe place to explore certain paths that were not otherwise open to you." Karmdee looked around at the other girls, who had linked their arms around each other's waist. "After all, we have dallied with Queen Libertine herself from time to time. Every year about this time, as a matter of fact."

"I appreciate it, girls, I really do. But I don't have a token lesbian scene in me just now." Sue sat heavily in the sand and the girls sat down with her. "I don't know... I just haven't found the right guy yet."

The girls looked at her reassuringly. Taga look her hand and held it in a comforting way.

"Perhaps you have met the right guy, and you're just afraid to admit it to yourself?" Karmdee suggested gently. While Sue pondered this, Taga leaned against her shoulder and stroked her hair. She snuggled in close and peppered Sue's cheek lightly with kisses.

Sue noticed the advance and laughed. "Seriously, ladies, I don't swing that way. Do you have anything to eat?"

They did. In fact, an entire feast was being prepared. From a smoldering hole in the sand came the aroma of smoked meat. Nearby were tables of sliced fruit, breads, and side dishes. Sue worked alongside the women to prepare the meal, chatting about nothing and trading jokes. Some of the girls broke off to play beach ball while others snacked and sat in groups. Sue found herself with Savannah and T.M.

"So this whole gathering, the 'No Men Allowed,' it is all for me?"

T.M. and Savannah traded a look. "Not just you," T.M. said, "for Billy too. Quell wanted to cover all the bases. More than one of us was hoping to spend some time with Billy as well as you. But that all flew out the window when Quell saw him in the flesh. You don't get between her and a plaything, that's for sure."

"What is this, a whorehouse? And she's the madam?"

Savannah sighed. "Not really. Everything here, this entire realm, is voluntary. It is driven by your own curiosity. That's why you may, or may not, have found the right person yet. But to be fair, these types of things often go easier for boys than they do for girls."

Sue mulled this over. She looked across the Sodapop Sea with its fizzing surf and watched ice cream barges bob on the horizon. The sun grew huge in the sky, which was growing darker. The trio sat in contemplation and watched the sunset until they were interrupted. Karmdee tapped T.M and Savannah on the shoulders. "Quell wants two plates brought up."

The girls stood and prepared some plates. The evening dusk deepened and Sue looked about. Firelight gleamed from the naked forms around her, accentuating their thighs, highlighting their hair, and deepening the shadowy curves of their cleavage. It was an impressive menu indeed.

From the chalet Billy watched the sun dip below the water and watched the women on the beach as then walked among tables and bonfires. Behind him he heard Queen Libertine bark out a laugh.

"What is it?" Billy asked, turning to find her face brimming with amusement.

"Lolli. That little minx."

"What about her?"

"She knew full well that you had permission to cross the Sodapop Sea. Yet here you are, chest shaved, balls shaved, nails painted, and wearing makeup. Lolli sure got a kick out of playing with you!"

Billy's face darkened, but he soon saw the humor in it and joined Queen Libertine in her laughter. But he secretly swore to get revenge on the scheming girl if ever he saw her again.

Just then came a knock at the door. "Open it," she said to Billy. He admitted two girls bearing plates of food before their naked tits. The first was dark and intriguing. She accidentally brushed her ass against Billy's as she walked around him and blew him a kiss when she caught him checking out her delicious backside.

The second one walked up to Billy and handed the plate to him. She stood about his height and reminded him strongly of Sue. Her generous breasts capped with rosy nipples looked precisely the way he imagined Sue's would look.

"Oh, Prince Billy, you have something just here." The girl fell to her knees in front of him, moistened her fingertip, and rubbed at the base of Billy's cock. Billy felt a boner threatening and moved away, thanking her for the plate. The girls left the room with a fair bit of pointing and giggling.

Queen Libertine sat at a glass table in a nook at the back of the room. She was clad in a robe of royal blue silk with a fringe of white fur. She tossed Billy an indigo kimono. He donned it and carried his plate over to join Queen Libertine at the table.

She poured them more wine and ate her food. Her movements had a practiced elegance. Billy could hardly keep his eyes from the woman. Her flowing hair, remarkable for its translucence and variegation, fell about her face and shoulders in a jumble that was no longer pin-neat. Nothing could subdue his fascination with her eyes and lips. And her body! He'd just had it, but he couldn't wait to touch her again. Queen Libertine was his dream woman come to life. Billy just hadn't expected her to be so nasty. It thrilled him beyond belief.

"Are you going to eat?" she remarked. "Or should I get T.M. and Savannah back up here so you can ogle them some more?"

Billy flushed and set into his dinner. She watched him for awhile in silence then asked "What was your favorite part?" He looked puzzled so she clarified. "Just now, when we were having sex. You had your cock in my mouth, and between my tits, and in my pussy. You ate me for a long time too. I'm just curious, what was your favorite part?"

"I loved making you come, of course, but what felt the best for me was having my cock between your tits. I almost couldn't keep from cumming all over you. It felt so good, not just in my tip but all along my cock."

Billy took a few more bites and asked her a question. "What do you like the most, Queen Libertine?"

"You can call me Quell. Most of my friends do. Are we friends, Billy?" He shot a smile at her that warmed her heart. "Well, what I like the most is to be enticed, and teased. The sex we had... well, on paper it wasn't all that adventurous. But it was so much more because you used your brain, took some risks."