A Degenerate's Tale

At the palace.

Earl was settling into his routine as Saryll's assistant. It was generally basic tasks that gave him an idea of her work. This could range from double-checking her papers, to give the guards commands, and engaging in small talk to give her a breather.

The Spirit Festival was approaching in a few days so the papers were focused on that particular topic. He stood behind the Queen as he watched her swiftly stamped her seal of approval on these papers that had been forwarded from the Ministry of Affairs.

When it was break time, he wordlessly gave her a massage to melt her worries away. The sensation of his hands sinking into her skin was always incredible and it gave him an uncontrollable urge to do lewd things to her. This would, of course, lead to him "massaging" her breasts. It was the end of the day so there was plenty of time for him to enjoy her.

"Your hands are so naughty, Earl."

"These are quite big, Your Majesty. I assume they must give you a great deal of pain." He replied nonchalantly while fondling it to his satisfaction.

"I am so lucky to have a thoughtful Aid like you." She laughed.

As he continued to massage her large assets, he could feel her slowly warming. Her erect nipples would occasionally graze his palm as he fondled and he would give them a little pinch.

"By the way, I heard Alea stayed at your place last night."

"She did,"

"Care to fill me in?"

"We did many naughty things that her mother would probably not like,"

"Oh?"

Earl smiled and leaned down to whisper a few words to her.

"Already!?"

"I assume she takes after her mother."

"I'm not like that."

"Really?" He snaked his hand down under her dress and felt her dripping honey pot. The sheer wetness against his fingers allowed him to gauge her level of arousal.

"Mhmm..." A moan leaked out of Saryll's lips. She let out a small voice. "That place is off-limits."

"You like it when I touch it though?"

"I'm saying penetration is off limits!" The Queen pouted under his loving touch.

"Just the tip?"

"No!"

"How about this hole?" His hand wiggled under her panties and made its way to her puckered asshole.

Saryll suddenly froze at Earl's unexpected touch. "T-that's..."

"It's unexplored, isn't it? Don't tell me you have no desire to use this hole." He whispered into her ears like the devil. Slowly coating his fingers in a layer of her love juice and making round, circular movements around her cute anus.

After a period of silence that felt like an eternity, the Queen finally acknowledged in a small voice. "Fine."

Earl grinned. It was a rare instance for him to feel like he had an advantage overall. She was too driven by her desire to compete with her daughter. As a result, she had completely fallen into his lap.

"B-but! Be gentle..."

"To think the majestic Queen would turn so meek from this." He bit down on her sensitive and stuck a joint of his finger inside her asshole.

"Haah...~ I'm practically giving my virginity away to you..."

At this moment, Earl felt like this busty, mature elven Queen was so cute. Her voice was diabetically sweet that it tickled his heartstrings. It gave him a great urge to do unspeakable things to her.

"Do you think you can one-up Alea with this?"

"Of course! It's cute how much you are trying to suppress your excitement. Your voice is trembling, Earl~" Saryll suddenly seized the initiative. "You can't wait to be inside me, right?"

"I told you didn't I, Your Majesty? You are my dream. It's my fantasy to do these things to you."

She went into a daze and blushed profusely. "Ah, that's not fair at all."

"How so?"

"My body is reacting so much. You totally know what I'm thinking without me saying it."

It was as she said. He was able to tell what she was thinking by the reaction of her body. When she wanted something, he could feel her little anus wrap around his fingers tighter.

"I'll make it fair for both of us then." He smiled softly and took his hands off her body.

Besides the obvious wrinkles on her pristine white clothes, it was as if nothing happened. The only evidence of what had transpired seconds earlier was the slimy love juice remaining on his fingers. Saryll was confused by his actions. She looked at him pleadingly.

He answered her plea by sitting next to her and wrapping his hands around her shoulders, enjoying the impact of her pillowy boobs against his chest.

"So that's what you mean by making it fair." She nodded happily and took his hard member out of his trousers. "Now I have you hostage."

In her grasp, he became harder than diamonds. He snaked his hand back under her panties to continue playing with her puckered hole.

"Mhmm... Ahhh... It feels good, Earl... Let me make you feel good too..."

Following her words, she stroked his cock gently while giving him a loving smile.

"That feels good, Teacher."

"Of course it does. You are getting a handjob from me. Consider yourself lucky."

"Luckiest man alive."

"Oh and one more thing..."

"Yes?"

"T-that hole is probably too tight today. I don't think this will fit..."

"Your Majesty wants it in today?"

"I'm just saying!"

"I'll be helping Your Majesty loosen up from today, then."

"Good that you know your duty."

Alea POV

What is love?

If love is born from my lustful desires, what's the difference from being horny?

I know.

I know now.

What's the difference between love and lust, you may ask?

After doing "that" with Earl. I looked at him and simply thought. Oh yeah, I like him.

"Ehehehe."

A disgusting laugh left my lips. I stuff my face into the pillow and flail my legs.

We finally did it and it was better than anything I expected!

As someone who was unnaturally horny all the time, it was always a question that plagued me.

But now that I know, I can scream in my mind.

I like him, I love him, I like him, I love him...!~

I keep flailing my legs on my bed.

So I am someone who can feel such emotions.