Lonely Susan | By : Macarion Category: A through F > Chronicles of Narnia Views: 12097 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Lonely Susan
(Note: Don't critisize me for grammer or mistakes, I wrote this last night. I was tired and bored so I decided to right. So just tell me what you think. lol, dont mean to sound rude.)
Susan was second oldest of the Kings and Queens of Narnia, Aslan having given her the title “Susan the Gentle,” and gentle she was. Having been queen of Narnia, she loved to spend longsome hours alone, absorbing the great beauties of magical realm. But today was a much different day for the lovely, young queen. She had asked Peter, her older brother the king of narnia, permission to spend time alone without her attendants, her excuse being that she wanted to be a normal girl again, and that she was tired of being waited on like some old, helpless woman. Peter gave in reluctantly to his sister, knowing that she was well capable of caring for herself.
Having been granted the special leave, Susan rushed to her chambers and picked out a lovely silken dress. It was red all the way through, with a golden hemline on its edges, giving it a royal look while maintaining its uttermost simplicity. The shoulder straps were of modest width, Peter always wanted the members of the court to remain proper in their dress, but it wasn’t the straps that made it special to Susan, it was the short length of the skirt, which only reached to her knees compared to her other clothes. Having changed, Susan silently left her chambers, slipping out of the castle. She made her way down to the beach where it was basically deserted, the creatures of Narnia taking more pleasure from the country rather than the sea.
Susan walked along the beach, her bare feet sinking into the soft sand, the cry of the gulls on the Cliffside from their nests, and the roar of the foaming sea. The sounds appealed delightfully to her senses, making her search for something in the abyss of her conscious. The wind blew in all its gayness over the sandy beach, and through the young queen’s hair. Suddenly, a large gust blew across the beach, whipping up Susan’s dress up to her breasts. She clamored to grab the dress and pull it to its proper position. As she did so, the gust of wind blew between her legs, tickling her sensitive area. The pleasure felt was nearly intoxicating to the young queen, and she reached down with her hand, feeling her forming juices mix with the cool sea air.
“MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm…”Susan let out a satisfactory moan. It had been a very long time since the virgin queen had pleasured herself, and with her chance of being alone, she knew how to spend the time. Susan sat down in a squat position with her legs extended on the beach, the waves slowly rolling in around her. The sea slowly covered the beach as a large wave crashed, some of the refreshing cold water reached up her legs. Reaching down with both hands, Susan cautiously lifted her now soaked skirt up above her legs, and used her other hand to slowly massage her clit. “Ooooooooooohhh, yes!” She whimpered as she gently stroked her pussy, her clit slowly raised and became hard as she slide her finger between the slit and out again. She needs something in there, and now! Susan slowly continued to rub, and then ever so skillfully, slid her pinky inside her swollen wet pussy. “AH!” She screeched as the pleasure filled her, she wiggled it around inside (her own playful method of masturbating) and then slowly dragged it out, only to thrust it quickly back in. Susan lay back onto the beach, her legs still bent at the knees, and her back stretched out on the moist sand.
“Fuck!” She exclaimed, as the filthy word escaped her pure lips, the thought of that word escaping made her giggle in her girlish way. This time, she used the word more deliberately, “Come here sweetie,” she murmured in her soft innocent voice, “Queen Susie wants a good fucking!” the girl giggled as she slide her ring finger into her already penetrated vagina. Susan again withdrew the two fingers and forced them back inside in what had become a rhythmic motion, “Oh, Yes! Yes! Yes! Oohhhhh GODDDDDDD!!!!!YEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!”
Her eyes closed tightly as she pounded her pussy with her fingers. Her middle finger was now in her, she was fucking half her hand, going ever faster, and deeper. Pounding her pussy again and again. “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!” She moaned in her ecstasy of pleasure, “Fuck Queen Susie like a good lil…” the words were no more from her lips when the young Queen reached her climax and shouted out at the top of her lungs, “BOY!” A giant wave crashed into the horny little Queen of Narnia, tumbling her over her head and further onto the beach. She lay there, stunned from the forced of the wave, the taste of salt water in her mouth. The girl sputtered, coughing up the salt water that she had swallowed. Slowly recovering from the accident, she lay back onto her back, facing up at the noon sun that shone near the cliff tops. Suddenly she heard a squeal as several rocks tumbled down about 20 ft from where she lay. Susan lay there scared to move, ‘had someone been watching her from the cliff tops?’ The thoughts bothered her like flies on a hot summer day. She could only wait and see, she couldn’t return to the castle in her now wet dress, so she pulled her legs together and hugged them, waiting for the dress to dry, while silently praying that she hadn’t been spotted.
(There may be a second chapter, tell me if I should continue! Thx!)
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