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Queening Blade	By : FalstaffKisaragi Category: +M to R > Queen's Blade: Rurou no Senshi Views: 12378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Leina had made up her mind. The world below the castle was becoming increasingly dangerous, and someone needed to go out and thwart the dangers. She couldn’t protect the citizens by watching over them from her window, and so she was going to sneak out in the middle of the night. Waiting until the middle of the night would prove to be difficult, especially given the Vance family’s traits.
It was well known that hermaphroditism was common on Gainos, and even for the women, it could be magically induced given the right spells or items, of which there were many. Except those of the House of Vance weren’t temporary or magical. All the women related to the family had been born with this condition. Leina thought nothing of it, but if she was going to sneak out, that meant letting her sexual tensions build.
The maids of the palace staff could be counted on to gently coax her into a fresh ejaculation every morning, and once again before bed. She had been preparing to escape from the castle, gathering armor, weapons, money and food to survive out in the wilds and the cities below. So, every time she slid her black underwear on, she could feel its tight, silky smoothness around her loins, rubbing against her balls and making her pink head peek out the edge of her panties, gently throbbing until she could conceal it with her skirt.
She spent her last day in the castle greeting diplomats and hearing about the preparations for the upcoming Queen’s Blade tournament all the while dealing with a half-erect dick inside her panties. The pressure had grown so intense she thought she felt a drop of precum dripping onto the castle tiles. When it turned out to be her nervous sweat instead, she was relieved.
After doing a round of sword training, Leina retreated to the toilet, where she started masturbating intensely. Her sweaty, stiff hand had enough energy to grip her shaft, squeezing underneath the head and caressing it, flicking and playing with herself until the precum turned a solid shade of off-white. She hadn’t orgasmed in close to a week, and if she pressed any further, she might explode and cover the entire toilet seat in her sticky, salty-smelling cum.
There came a knock at the door. Leina pulled her panties back over her phallus, just barely hiding it from the soldier who needed to use it after her. She flushed and quickly exited, her dick bobbing up and down while she ran back to her room.
Night had fallen, the moon risen. Leina looked at her bag and her heavy breastplate. It was the last bit of armor she needed to wear. Without it, her ample bosom was exposed to the window, the cold wind making her nipples stiff. She was too nervous to feel aroused at this moment, but the lingering heaviness still persisted in her balls. She’d heard of the many entrants in the Queen’s Blade tournament. Surely she could find a friend, and possibly more, among them.
“That’s not how it is,” said Leina. “We’re not supposed to sire a heir with these, we’re supposed to let ourselves become impregnated. This thing is a mere decoration, to be held as symbol of the Vance family’s virility. I’ve never felt the inside of another woman before, not even the maids.”
There came a knock at the door. “Leina?” She knew that voice. Elina, her younger sister. Unlike Leina, Elina loved the palace life. She had been pampered since she was young, and barely considered that there was a village below the castle, except as a means of increasing the coffers of her own family. “There’s someone who’s been waiting for you all her life. I won’t tell father about you sneaking out, but leaving without saying goodbye to your beloved little sister? That’s so unfair.”
Elina lifted up her nightgown to reveal her own member. It was longer than Leina’s, but not as girthy. She had grown in nearly as much pubic hair as her sister, but hers was frizzier and scratchier to the touch. Elina slipped off her panties and twirled them around her fingers. “If you want to remember the scent of your sister’s crotch, you can consider these a farewell gift.”
“Why would I want to remember that?” asked Leina.
“In case you get lonely,” said Elina. “Like I’ll be. Do you know what it’ll be like to not hear you in the room beside mine anymore? Sneaking in during the night to sleep beside you in the nude?”
“That’s why I started locking my door,” said Leina. “You are my sister and I love you, but going that far would be scandalous. What if someone catches us?”
“It’s the middle of the night. No one would be up at this hour,” said Elina. “Come on, take off those panties and show me your strong, throbbing blade, just waiting to be devoured.”
Leina removed her panties, and Elina stripped off her nightgown before Leina had a chance to look towards the door. Elina’s slender body stood in stark contrast to her throbbing cock. The glans pushed into Leina’s navel, and she could feel her sister’s warmth against her. Even their nipples were the same color. Elina closed the door and locked it behind them, directing herself towards Leina’s bed.
Elina rested her head against her sister’s sheets, taking a deep breath and absorbing in all of Leina’s scent. “Smells like you’ve been trying to masturbate,” said Elina. “My bed is covered in cum stains all the time. Everyone in the family knows it. Why are you holding back?”
“I can’t be absorbed in that right now. There are bigger things at stake,” said Leina.
“Then let me relieve your tension,” said Elina, gesturing like a cat. “Come. I skipped dessert tonight. The only thing I need is your warm semen in my belly.”
Leina straddled her sister on the bed. Her breasts hung down, gently swinging like a pendulum. Her erect penis and her wet pussy lips hung over her sister’s mouth. Elina wanted to extend her tongue and catch the first drop of Leina’s pussy juice, savoring its flavor until her mouth was coated in the fresh, potent scent.
“I don’t even need to do anything. You’re hard and wet already,” said Leina. “Even your balls looks like they’re on the verge of exploding.”
“When my sack is dry, I start having orgasms with my pussy instead,” said Elina. “I’m a real sex tiger, and my prey has always been you. Why did you never return my feelings until now?”
Leina didn’t want to answer. Her little sister’s admiration for her was expected of the royal family, but she was clingy and lacked a proper sense of boundaries. Still, indulging her this once, when Leina herself had given the go-ahead, should satisfy Elina for at least until the end of the tournament. She leaned down and took Elina’s glans into her mouth, sucking on the tip like hard candy, teasing her sister by running her tongue against the edge of her urethra.
It was hot and sweaty, yet the way her cock bounced around in response to Leina’s every lick was cute. Elina moaned at the edge of the bed, staining the sheets with her trickling love juices as Leina worked her lips up and down the length of her shaft.
“Your technique is fantastic,” said Elina. “I can hear the quivering of my semen, yearning to burst free inside your mouth! Keep going, Leina, until your lips know the shape of my every vein!”
Elina took hold of her sister’s cock and gulped it into her mouth. She had remembered teasing it when they bathed together, but now, it was large, erect and tastier than she ever could have imagined. Leina’s pussy juice dripped onto her forehead, every hot drop making Elina blush with pleasure as her sister’s body became closer to being one with hers. Elina’s wet lips slurped at Leina’s cock, teasing the underside of the shaft in a push to squeeze out her cum.
The room was filled with the sounds of slurping, tongues moving about on erected phalluses, as the sisters squeezed their legs together, spurting small squirts from their wet pussies. A symphony of body sounds, of breasts shaking to the motion of their lovemaking, filled the room with the stench of immoral sex. If Leina’s window had not been opened, the room would have nearly turned into a sauna, steaming the curtains with the heat of the sweat and lust poring from their bodies.
Leina held out for a few seconds longer. She was unprepared for the volume of semen that Elina splurted into her mouth, coating the back of her throat with its salty, slightly bitter taste. She swallowed all that she could, and released her mouth from her sister’s softening cock as her own balls tensed up, spraying a rope of cum into Elina’s mouth. Elina swallowed it immediately, and refused to let go until she had milked every last drop and cleaned what she could off Leina’s shaft. Leina was chained to her bed not by any shackles, but by the sheer passionate sucking of Elina all but worshipping her cock, tasting every inch of it until she had it memorized.
Elina popped Leina’s member out, and opened her mouth, smelling of and covered in semen, once more. “Now I’m going to suck your balls!” she said. “They’re so squishy.”
Leina crawled away and climbed off the edge of the bed. A trail of juice dripped from her slit as she reached the opposite side of the bed, standing naked in the moonlight’s ray, away from Elina.
“I have to get going,” Leina said. “I can bathe in the river if I need to, but time is running out.”
“I’m not satisfied,” said Elina. “I’m still wet. I overheard you saying you want to taste another woman.”
“I didn’t mind the taste of your cum. It was very much like my own,” said Leina. “But I can’t stay here. There are people out there in the kingdom who need me.”
“I need you!” said Elina. She turned towards Leina and spread open her pussy with both hands, showing her slippery pink insides to Leina. Her folds were twitching, jumping with excitement for another round. Even her asshole was puckered up. “No matter who wins, the House of Vance needs another heir. I’ll gladly bear that child if you impregnate me, dear sister.”
“Isn’t that incest?” asked Leina.
“You’ve already sucked your sister’s cock. I forgot if I’m on my safe day. The only way to find out is to stick it in. Think about it, Leina. The other women you meet will be trying to win the Queen’s Blade. Why would they form an alliance with you? The men are even worse, leering creeps who consider you mere entertainment. I love you, from the bottom of my heart. Even when you’re not here, I’ll have your child with me as proof of our love,” said Elina.
Leina could smell her sister’s pussy. Elina had spent a long time in the bath that evening, even if the pleasure of fellating her sister had made her wet and sweaty again, primed to make love for another hour if her sister was up for it.
“Wouldn’t you want to impregnate me instead?” said Leina.
“Of course not. I want you to win, Leina. You can’t do that if your armor doesn’t fit over your stomach. So let me receive this pleasure,” she said. “Stick it in.”
Leina had begun to soften, but the seductive tone of Elina’s voice got to her. She rubbed her glans against Elina’s wet lips, gently inching the head in. The warmth and softness of Elina’s pussy swallowed her cockhead, and in an instant she felt her erection return. The sisters held their hands together, and Leina began to thrust.
She felt Elina’s body heat, throbbing and embracing her and her alone. Her dick drew deeper into the welcoming pussy, filling her head with little but the thoughts of pleasure she was experiencing. Elina clenched her hips together, holding her sister tight within her loins. With every thrust of her turgid cock, Elina’s breasts bounced and her cock jiggled, pushed forward by the force of her sister’s lovemaking. Their bodies drew closer until their nipples overlapped, and they shared a sensual kiss.
They explored each others’ tongues, closing their eyes and giving into the raw sensation of sex, thinking of nothing but how long they could stay inside each other. Climax felt so close, and yet a distance away.
“Your thick cock is scraping against the inside of my pussy!” Elina said, her voice shaking with excitement. “I’ve always wanted this!”
“You’re holding me in so tight...” Leina said. “Is this what it’s supposed to feel like?”
“Only with someone who you love and trust,” said Elina. “I had no idea your cock was so rugged. Truly, you are our mothers’ daughter.”
Leina was already sensitive from cumming only a few minutes ago. She couldn’t take much more of Elina’s pussy. If her sister was right, this would be the last chance she would have to enjoy the carnal pleasures of royalty before she took off into the world. Yet her sense of justice, the desire to save the kingdom that her family and the elusive Queen had long mistreated, overrode her libido. She hugged her sister and, in a short but extremely pleasurable burst, blew her load inside her sister’s pussy.
Elina’s cock blew at the same time, spraying another load of jizz in Leina’s face. Leina licked it off, praising her sister on a wonderful performance. Leina pulled out, watching her semen slowly drip out of Elina’s pussy and fall onto the floor.
“Should I lick that up?” asked Leina.
“There’s no need. You squeezed all you had inside me,” said Elina, patting her stomach. “I’m going to be full for a long time. I need to take a shower.” She said. Elina grabbed her nightgown and walked towards the bathing quarters in the castle.
“Are you going to help me get dressed?” asked Leina.
“I won’t look,” said Elina. “Just keep it in your panties. An enemy can notice you from a distance if you’re sporting an erection like that.”
“You really love me. A bit too much,” said Leina.
“There’s no such thing as too much when it comes to you, dear sister,” said Elina. “Good night.”
That night, Leina left the castle with her mother’s armor, and came to be known as the Wandering Warrior. In time, Elina would come after her, her loyalty to family becoming greater than her love of seeing her sister happy. Perhaps it was because she knew that Leina’s child was inside her, and wanted the future heir of Vance to have both mothers present.
Once the tournament finished, the new Queen would be seen in, and it would not be Leina. That’s a story for another time. While the Queen’s reign rarely lasted long enough for the bearing of an heir to be an issue, the matter of former Queens is a story perhaps better suited for the legions of Hell to tell than those of Heaven.
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