Sluts of Mars Ch. 01

Chapter 1: Queen Katya Mineta

It was time for me to meet the queen in this part of Mars. There were many of them, each in their own lands. There were thirty one nations, but only eight of them currently had kings, and the rest were ruled by queens. As soon as the queen of this place heard of my coming, she decided to inaugurate me as king in her land. Of course, I didn't know this yet, but I'd hoped for it.

An escort of ladies arrived on what were something like horses, but more akin to a sabre toothed tiger combined with a huge wolf. They were intimidating for sure, but seemed tame and domesticated. I rode one with a beautiful, buxom redhead who wore a leather uniform and carried a large, curved, simitar-type sword. I was pleased to see that the guards' uniforms were tight, showed cleavage, and the little leather pantlets showed off their asses nicely. Every woman on this planet instantly flirted with me either openly or with silent looks, even as we passed them on the road. The guards had the best composure of anyone, barely looking at me, but obviously a little excited to see a man in their kingdom, the first any of them had seen in their lives.

The palace was a huge but low building, only two floors but elegant, with almost Persian looking towers at points. We dismounted and walked through the entrance, which was made of some kind of beautiful reddish marble that was no doubt native to Mars.

Inside, several young ladies in exotic gold and white negligees with their hair neatly bunned greeted us. They silently curtseyed, brought a bowl and pitcher, and washed the reddish, nearly ubiquitous Martian dust from our feet, and took our footwear.

The guards then whisked me along, to a large ornate door. When it was opened, it revealed a beautiful throne room, with a beautiful blonde woman sitting at the throne, smiling down from thirty feet away, and a few feet up. A huge painting of her was on the wall behind her head, with a crown and scepter, showing me without doubt she was the queen. As I stepped inside she rose, and came down the red carpet to greet me, with long strands of her straight golden hair waving in the air. She was truly beautiful, and I felt my heart pounding not only because of this, but also because of the way she looked at me in her approach.

"Welcome to Minetstrana," she spoke in a soft, but confident tone. I felt myself harden at her gaze, with huge blue eyes, approaching me with excitement and tenderness. "I am queen Katya Mineta the fourteenth. I have been ruler here since shortly after I turned seven cycles old, after Queen Mineta the thirteenth passed. I've been ruling for a little over 7 cycles now."

In my head I did the calculation, given that Mars' solar year was 687 days. Looking at her, I decided that my estimation of 27 Earth years old was accurate. She certainly didn't look fourteen.

She gestured toward the painting, and I realized that it was not truly the image of her I had assumed. Her explanation was strange, but made sense. Most of the women on Mars were not sired in the traditional way, but through cloning from banks of DNA. When a woman had no natural offspring, she would be cloned after her death, from a first generation copy. The mens' offspring were valued, and their DNA sampled for future generations. It was a little complicated, but they had managed.

"It has been two generations since the Minetas have had a man to rule," Katya continued with a slight blush. "I would ask that you would consider..."

Two very pretty servants came forward, and removed her cloak, showing an amazingly smooth, sexy, and elegant body underneath, in lingerie and high heels.

"...being our king."

My breath quickened and my heart raced as this incredibly sexy young woman gestured me forward. I asked whether she thought I would be worthy, or able to rule. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

"I've been told all about your exploits in our land," she stated with a reassuring smile. "You sound like quite a man. It's been so long since we've had one here, any man will do, but trust me... for you, ruling will be easy."

I apprehensively looked around and shrugged, my reply simply stating that I would try my best, because Minetstrana seemed like such a wonderful place, even if it was new to me.

"And you'd have me for advice," she stated with slight impatience. "A little explanation and you'll know just what to do. I have many, many ways in which I can serve you as king."

My eyebrows raised, and with a slight studder, I asked what she meant, feeling my blood pressure rise at the thought of having this beautiful, elegant blond.

"In any way a woman can," she replied plainly with a little smile. "Including sexually. Whatever crosses your mind, I can do it."

With a little groan I adjusted my pants, and told her that this seemed unreal, that men on my world often had to work very hard to find a woman like her. She looked a little surprised.

"Well, I am exceptionally beautiful," she admitted. "But that's just wrong. You're the most beautiful man I've ever seen, and I've seen lots of pictures."

I stepped a few inches closer, and she stepped back a bit, leading me toward the throne.

"My loyalty knows no bounds, sir," she said with confidence as she took my hand for a moment. "It has no limits, at all."

She sat me gently into the throne, and stood before me, showing off her incredible body with a cocky grin.

"I am absolutely loyal to Minetstrana, and now that we have one, to our patriarchy. King..."

With a deep breath and a slight feeling of disbelief, I told her my last name, Carver.

"King Carver," she moaned quietly to herself in whimsy. "If that sounds okay. Would you like a little preview of what you'll get to enjoy, as king?"

I asked the rest of the women to give us privacy, and they rushed out, their cute bottoms moving quickly before locking the door. She moved closer, and I drew her into my lap. She immediately fawned over me, touching my body, excited to experience me.

"This is incredible," she said with a big grin across her pretty pink lips, blue eyes sparkling. "I've never seen a man in person before, and from what I've read... you must be a good one."

I looked into her eyes, holding her chin with a finger, and saw her blush before a kiss. She was impassioned instantly, throwing herself into me as my hands slid across her warm skin. When the kiss broke she looked at me in a daze.

"You smell incredible," she spoke softly. "Your scent... it makes me... wet."

Standing up, I placed her down on the throne, and began removing my clothes as she watched. Her eyes were wide, and her thighs rubbed together as I stripped to my shorts. Her hands went up and down my chest, and she kissed my stomach with a moan. She looked up, and I sighed at her beauty.

"Can I see it?"

Teasingly I pulled down my shorts slowly, revealing my whole, hard length after a few seconds. She moaned instinctually and looked at it, a hand going between her legs.

"I... it's just so," she stammered. "I wasn't prepared for how I would feel. My heart is racing so fast!"

Taking her hand, I pulled her up and sat down, holding out my cock, legs spread slightly, and told her to remove her clothes, but to leave the shoes on.

"Whatever my king desires," she said seductively, and undid her bra. "I do have an exceptional body, don't you think?"

My jaw dropped as her bra fell, revealing pert, pink nippled and round breasts that made me ache. I must have made a strange noise because she giggled, and squeezed them together a little, giving me a good look. After a few seconds her fingers went to her very thin panties, undid the knots in the sides, and pulled them gently away. She ran her hands down her thighs and back up again, and stood with her heeled legs slightly apart. She was totally waxed, and I told her that I prefered it.

"Then I'll make sure I'm nice and smooth for you all the time," she said as her hips moved slowly. "And all the other girls too. The whole kingdom will likely be waxing by next week."

As I touched her soft, young breasts, and felt her nearly naked body, I asked if she would be my only lover. She laughed, and kissed me, crawling into my lap.

"You're a man," she said with assurance. "And a very handsome one. You can have as many concubines as you wish. But... there's only one queen."

Again we kissed, and for a while, she kept grinding in my lap while I felt her body. It was incredibly erotic to have such a beautiful, sexy blonde at my disposal, and soon she was touching and stroking my erection. I asked if she was ready to serve me, and she moaned out a yes as my fingers touched her soaked pussy. I could tell she was a virgin, as were all the other women I'd touched.

"I'm so incredibly horny right now," she moaned into my ear. "If you put that thing in me... I would cum right away!"

I told her that I might, too. She giggled and smiled at me, blue eyes sparkling along with her diamond studded earrings, her girlish nature coming through her royalty and practiced elegance.

"I would love that. Do you want to?"

We kissed, and I told her that tonight I would make love with her.

"So what are we gonna do now?"

I threw a pillow on the floor between my feet, and she looked down, then back up to me with lusty eyes and her perfect breasts thrust out. I snapped my finger, and she immediately dropped to her knees.

"Yes, sir."

Her grin was wide and excited as she slipped up between my legs. The long strands of her blonde hair caressed my thighs as I caressed her pretty cheek with my fingers. She kissed my thumb with her glossy, pink lips, and looked up with a naughty grin.

"I've never done this before," she spoke coyly. "But like all royal women on Mars, I've learned from a young age about men, in case I ever had the lucky chance to be with one."

Holding my cock out, I told her to kiss the tip. Her beautiful glossy lips slowly placed a very warm kiss on my tip, her first time making even a queen look up with huge, innocent eyes. The precum stretched to her lips, and she lightly licked them off with a sigh.

"So, I get to... fellate you? Sir?"

A moan escaped me as I looked down at this beautiful young woman on her knees, and nodded. She teased me a little running my tip across her open, glossy lips.

"Do you want me to swallow, sir?"

I nodded.

"Okay," she almost whispered, before closing her lips around my tip, her tongue swirling around a little. I groaned as her lips worked wetly, warmly down, over my head. I watched as her blonde hair swung slightly, the first signs of bobbing along with the sensation of her lips slipping across my crown over and over.

An uncontrolled grunting noise left my throat from her tightening lips, and I asked how she knew to do this so well. She pulled back for a quick second.

"I told you! Every princess on Mars has to study sex once she's old enough, in case there's going to be a king."

She dropped her pretty head into my lap again, and with a hand on her head I sat for a while, enjoying it as she sucked a little deeper, but smoothly with her lips and cheeks close against me. She went deep for a moment, then twisted back up and kept bobbing. She got faster, and it made me slightly moan. I spread my legs a little, and let her blonde head move more freely.

After a few minutes she pulled back and started licking the tip, her eyes pointed up at me. Her tongue flicked back and forth quickly under my tip as I felt myself firm more, and begin to really throb. She kept going for a while, until I was truly stiff, then opened her lips and sucked me deep, nice and hard. I groaned, with my fingers in her hair as her slippery lips pulled back up. They slipped off the tip with a wet sound.

"Don't cum too fast," she teased. "I'm gonna take my time here, and make sure you cum really hard. This may be my first time, but I know a longer blowjob is usually considered more luxurious, and submissive."

The soft, warm sensation of her mouth again made me moan as she very softly suckled, and dragged those lips up and down at a crawl. My head rolled and my heart raced, as I placed my hand again on her blonde head. I pushed her quickly, and she picked up the pace. The wet sucking sounds were loud, though soft and quick. They echoed on the red marble walls, like a small indoor pool. She went harder as she went, and slowed down a little, until they were firm, passionate, long sucks.

As I groaned with my mouth wide open over and over, I realized that it was making me parched. I told her this.

"Oh," she said when I released her head for a few moments. "Just clap three times, and a servant will come in."

I clapped loudly, and in walked a beautiful young brunette in a silk bikini, with tall strapped heels, and a flower in her hair.

"What can I do for you, sir?" Her voice was soft.

I asked for water, and she bowed slightly, before leaving. Katya's head continued bobbing in my lap as the girl returned, and placed a small jug, with a wide cup on the table beside me. I smiled at her, and slapped her ass when she turned away. She winked over her shoulder, showing me her body a little before strutting to the door. I thanked her as she stepped out the doorway, with her queen's head bobbing in my lap.

"You're welcome, master. If there's anything else I can do to please you, let me know."

She smiled and exited with a sexy strut in her heels, as Katya started licking me all over. I grinned and looked down at her pretty, eager face. She ran her tongue all around my tip with a growing smile, before I pushed her head back down for some more sucking. She eagerly went to work, bobbing her mouth on my cock, slurping and moaning. Her throat started to press down around me a little, every few strokes of her soft mouth. Each time it made me groan, and soon I couldn't help but grab a fistful of her blond hair and start fucking those sweet lips. Although she gagged sometimes, she never resisted, and let me have my way.

With an eye half shut in pleasure, I forced her head up and down quickly, with the sound of her sucking echoing off the hard walls more and more. It went on for a few minutes until I nearly came, and pulled her head back. She looked up with a grin and licked my tip.

"Did that feel good, sir?"

I smiled and pulled her head down into my lap again for some nice, hard sucks. She went slowly, but firmly, making me extremely hard. My orgasm was approaching quickly, so I told her to slow down. For a long time I guided her, and instructed her, keeping me very close to cumming in big waves. Sometimes her tongue would come out to simply lick me, and let me cool off a little, but not too much. After a while though, watching and listening to this submissive blonde suck me off, it was too much, and I needed to cum. I told her as much.

"Tell me what to do," she briefly told me before sucking frantically again. "Tell me how to take your cum, sir. It's your choice."

I moaned aggressively as her head returned to bobbing and sucking me hard, on her knees, as I sat in the throne. With the realization that it didn't matter, I let myself groan and get more aggressive, almost growling as my balls tightened, and the pressure strained inside me.

Indulgently I sat forward, barely moving as she brought me off, and kept pressing her head slightly. She needed very little encouragement, as her little blond head sucked quickly, deeply, giving me as good a blowjob as I could ask for. Her hands stayed down the whole time, as her mouth served her king, working hard and with passion to earn her first royal load.

I told her as I approached cumming in the final seconds, that I would be very strict when it comes to sex, but that if she was good, I would treat her well. She simply hummed sensually into my cock as she sucked it, agreeing with every word I said.

A few more groans escaped me as her pretty blond head bounced in my lap quickly, wetly, excited to see what a man's cum tasted like, having wondered her whole life but never having the opportunity. Once again I was getting a very enthusiastic blowjob from a woman who'd never done it before, but already had favorite moves. Her tongue wiggled around quickly, and she did her best to get it down to my balls when I was deep in her throat.

It took a few tries but I let her try until sure enough, as her beautiful green eyes peered up at me with my cock all the way in her throat, I felt the little blond's tongue move around under my balls. It was the first time I'd experienced such a thing, and although I was already about to cum, we both knew this would make it a little better.

When the orgasm arrived, it was slow at first, like a building roar in my loins, the way only a very good, relaxing blowjob could make me feel. My moaning became more uncontrolled and desperate, over and over, and it seemed to egg Katya on. She just sucked harder, until it seemed like she was going as hard as she possibly could.

The first jet to release sent me bucking a little, and groaning loudly, with a good echo after filling the hall amongst the wet slurping.

Her blond hair brushed her shoulders and my thighs a little, and as I became more sensitive, even this sensation became part of the orgasm. It went on and on, with what felt like huge splashes of warm liquid pouring into her mouth from my high pressure orgasm.

I felt my own pulse through my cock as the pressure throbbed, and filled me with pleasure. It always felt good to cum, but she sucked quite hard, squeezed with her lips and tongue, and when the cum released I could feel every drop being squeezed out.

When the jets slowed, and turned to little leaky spurts, I took hold of my base, spread my legs, and felt her simply swallow before continuing to bob. I still creamed, bits of leftover load pushing out, and making me groan out loud each time. She kept working me, sucking very hard to get all the cum out. Toward the end her lips loosened, but her throat sucked harder, making a different sensation.

It made me orgasm again after a few short seconds, just as hard. Waves of pleasure went over me, and I nearly fell out of the throne. My head went back and I spasmed with my legs flailing a little on either side of her soft, shapely body. Sweat dripped down my forehead, and my breath was heavy, my moans long and labored, but she just kept going, and sucking very hard.

About a minute later I pulled her head back and looked into her beautiful face with my eyes half closed in pleasure. I tried to speak, but half the words just sounded like generic moans, I was so wracked with pleasure.

"Just relax, sir," she said softly. "Blowjobs are for men to enjoy."

The words leaving her mouth, so servile, so submissive, made me groan out loud, and start fucking her throat. I wasn't as hard now, having just had a huge orgasm, but quickly I firmed up inside this gorgeous, soft little mouth.

She looked up with her big blue eyes and eagerly went, on and on, until I stood, and started fucking her mouth hard. She dropped her hands to my knees and let me go wild, as I fucked her mouth so hard that I felt a little guilty. I knew she was choking some.

But when I came again it was so intense, that last little bit of white goo squeezing out of me until nothing was left, I fell back against the throne, and nearly fell. It slipped out of her mouth for a moment, and she looked up with a big smile, and a very excited expression. She was happy to make me cum so hard.

In a moment her mouth was back in my crotch, and I was slowly sitting down as she kept sucking my cock for a little longer. I moaned and relaxed, and watched her, until I was satisfied.

A few minutes later, a knock at the door, and a couple servant girls walked in as we sat together blissfully in the throne, her naked body curled up against me.