The Isekai Milf harem!-Chapter 189: Bend over.

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Early the next morning…

Queen woke up with her mouth dry and her body aching all over, her skin sore and sensitive, but in a good way. She stretched her arms above her head, arching her back and letting out a soft moan as she felt the delicious soreness in her muscles. She sat up, the silk sheets falling away from her naked body, and glanced at the clock on the bedside table, the soft glow of the numbers illuminating the darkened room.

"Already eight?" she murmured, surprised that she had slept in so late. Normally, she would have been up at the crack of dawn, attending to her royal duties abut this and that, like typical things. But today… today was different.

Today, she was free to indulge in her desires, to explore the depths of her sexuality, because why not?

She stood up, her bare feet sinking into the plush carpet, and made her way to the bathroom. The marble tiles were cool against her skin as she stepped inside and turned on the faucet, adjusting the temperature to her liking. Steam rose from the water as it filled the bathtub, and she added a capful of lavender-scented oil, watching as it dissolved into the water, releasing its soothing aroma into the air.

The queen climbed into the tub, sighing contentedly as the warm water enveloped her body. She sank deeper into the water, feeling it lap at her breasts, and let out a soft moan as the warmth seeped into her sore muscles. Her mind flashed back to the night before, remembering the way Alan had touched her, the way he had made her feel.

"Mmm…" she moaned softly, her hand drifting down between her legs, her fingers finding her already slick folds. She stroked herself, teasing her clit, her body responding eagerly to her touch.

She closed her eyes, letting her mind drift back to the night before, reliving the sensations, the pleasure, the ecstasy. She could almost feel Alan's strong hands on her body, his rough touch sending shivers down her spine. She could almost taste him on her lips, feel him inside her, filling her completely.

"Ah…" she breathed, her fingers moving faster, her body arching as the pleasure built inside her.

Suddenly, she heard a faint noise behind her, but she was too caught up in her own pleasure to pay it any attention. Her fingers were moving faster now, her breath coming in short gasps as she chased her orgasm.

"Oh… oh… oh…" she moaned, her body tensing, her toes curling as the pleasure washed over her.

As the waves of ecstasy receded, she slowly opened her eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. But as she turned to reach for a towel, she saw a figure standing in the doorway, watching her. She froze, her heart skipping a beat as she realized who it was.

Alan.

He was leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest, a predatory glint in his eyes as he watched her. His gaze was fixed on her naked body, his eyes roaming over every inch of her exposed skin. She felt a rush of heat flood through her as she realized that he had been watching her, had seen her touching herself, pleasuring herself.

"How long have you been standing there?" she asked, her voice husky with desire.

"Um, long enough," he replied, his voice low and gravelly, sending shivers down her spine.

She felt a flush creep up her cheeks as she realized that he had seen her pleasuring herself, had seen her bring herself to orgasm. But instead of feeling embarrassed, she felt a thrill of excitement. There was something about the way he looked at her, like he wanted to devour her, that made her feel alive, desired.

He pushed himself off the doorframe and walked towards her, his movements slow and deliberate. The queen felt her heart rate quicken as he approached, her body tingling with anticipation. She licked her lips, her eyes fixed on his, as he stopped beside the tub and looked down at her.

"You look beautiful like this," he said. "Naked, wet, pleasuring yourself. It's a sight to behold. A slut queen,"

She felt a rush of heat flood through her at his words, her pussy clenching in response. "I'm glad you enjoyed the show," she replied but her voice was barely above a whisper that hardly anyone could hear but who was Alan? He heard it obviously.

She couldn't believe how brazen she was being, how much she was enjoying the thrill of being watched.

"I did," he replied, his eyes never leaving hers. "But I think I'd enjoy it more if I was the one giving you pleasure."

The queen felt a jolt of electricity run through her body at his words. She wanted that, wanted him to touch her, to make her feel good again, at the very morning being fucked by the most powerful dicl is a blessing only few women can get. She wanted to feel his strong hands on her body, his lips on her skin. She wanted him to make her cum, to make her scream with pleasure.

"Yes," she replied. "I want that too."

Alan smiled a predatory glint shining even brighter in his eye, as he reached out and trailed his fingers down her arm. Goosebumps erupted on her skin at his touch, and she shivered, her body responding eagerly to his caress, she was already at the verge of cumming again. Oh gosh, it was so electrifying.

He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Then turn around, your majesty. Let me worship your body."

The queen felt a rush of heat flood through her at the command, mixed with a thrill of excitement. She had never been one to be submissive, always taking charge and taking what she wanted. But with Alan, she found herself wanting to surrender, to let him take control, to let him do whatever he wanted to her.

She turned around, facing the wall, her feet still within small tub, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for his touch. She felt his hands on her shoulders, strong and sure, as he turned her to face him. His eyes locked onto hers, cold and intense, as he slowly began to trace patterns on her skin.

His touch was heavenly, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. She closed her eyes, letting herself get lost in the sensation, as his hands moved lower, cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently. Her nipples hardened at his touch, and she moaned softly, arching her back, pressing her breasts more firmly into his hands. "Annn... Mmm..."

"So responsive," he murmured, his voice was low but it was approving her moans."I love it."

The queen felt a rush of pleasure at his words, her body responding eagerly to his praise. She wanted to please him, to make him happy. She wanted to be good for him, to be the best he had ever had.

His hands moved lower, trailing down her stomach, his touch feather-light as he reached the apex of her thighs. She felt him teasing her, his fingers brushing lightly over her slit, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.

"Hnnnn, P-please," she begged, her voice breathy with desire. "Touch me more. Make me feel good."

"I will," he promised. "But first, I want to taste you."

The queen felt something brusting within her hearts at his words. She had never been eaten out before, had never allowed anyone to do that to her. But with Alan, she wanted it, wanted to feel his tongue on her most intimate places, wanted to feel him lick and suck and taste her.

She spread her legs wider, giving him better access, and felt him shift between her thighs. His breath was hot against her skin as he leaned in getting in the tub and kneeling, his tongue darting out to taste her... She had cleaned herself well with the water and she tastes little slaty and had a taste of high iron.

"Oh god," she moaned, her hands fisting in his hair as he began to lick and suck her clit, his tongue working magic on her body.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Mmmm, nnn.... Ah, ah, ugg... So good... Ah, not there.... Ah, ah, gukkkk!!?

He ate her with a hunger and desperation that she had never experienced before. His tongue was everywhere, licking and sucking and tasting every inch of her pussy. He moaned against her, the vibrations sending jolts of satisfaction through her body.

"Oh yes," she cried out, her hips bucking against his mouth. "Just like that, oh god, yes! Yes, yes, hnnnnghhhh!!!"

Alan groaned against her, his tongue flicking over her clit, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body. She was close, so close... she could feel her orgasm building, growing stronger with each passing second.

"I'm gonna cum, ah, ah, haaaaaaaaa," she cried out, her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him in place. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum!"

"Mmmmmmmmm, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

He sucked her clit into his mouth, his tongue working it mercilessly, and she screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure as her orgasm washed over her. Wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through her body, leaving her breathless and trembling.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, she looked down at him, her eyes glazed with satisfaction.

"Thank you," she murmured, her voice husky with pleasure. "That was incredible. I have never had that kind of pleasure before."

"It's my pleasure," he replied, his lips curving into a smile. "Literally."

The queen couldn't help but giggle, the sound light and carefree, like a child hearing a joke. God, she was so happy, so happy to be with him. She felt like she was floating on air, her body and mind filled with a sense of euphoria. She was happy and she felt so good.

"So, are you ready to be fucked again?" he asked, his eyes dark with desire.

The queen felt excited at his words, her body already responding to the promise of more pleasure. She wanted him, wanted to feel him inside her, wanted to feel him stretch her and fill her completely.

"Yes," she replied. "I'm ready."

"Good," he said, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Because I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk, until you can't think. I'm going to fuck you until your mind is blank, until all you can do is scream my name."

The queen shivered at his words, a thrill of excitement mixed with a touch of fear coursing through her. She had never been fucked like that before, had never been taken to such heights of pleasure. But with Alan, she was willing to try anything, to let him do whatever he wanted. She trusted him completely. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

She spread her legs wider, inviting him to take her, to make her his. "Then do it," she said, her voice firm and commanding. "Fuck me, make me scream. Take me to the heights of pleasure."

Alan smiled. "Then turn round and bend over..."

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