Queen Sheba Facesitting Novels & Stories

"Ngh... mmm... Sss... incredible..." The naked Queen clung to a tree, arching her hips to receive the pounding from behind. The massive rods slid in and out until her folds turned inside out. They hoisted one of her legs toward the sky, leaving her to balance on the other while they hammered her to the hilt. "Ah! Ahh! This position... I can't... ahh!" SMACK! SMACK!

The Queen explained, tears could not seem to stop falling from her eyes. “Pull yourself together, mom, please I beg you,” Zita sobbed. “Please, Isabel. You are the Queen of Ekron, the leader, and the icon that should show the heartbroken how to handle pain. Don’t let this unfortunate circumstance break you,” The King’s horn said, trying to be comforting. “Okay,” The Queen nodded and wiped her eyes. She stood from the bed and walked towards the mirror. Zita heaved with satisfaction as the lemon fragrance seemed to follow the green gown of theQueen. She watched as the woman’s shoulders hung over her body when she leaned her weight on the table. The Queen let out a soft air, hoping to keep hers

Queen said my name softly and I could tell that she was upset too. “Hi. Sorry for walking off like that,” I quickly apologized for my rudeness earlier. “That’s not a problem. Can I take a seat?” she asked. It was quite funny because there were no seats around. We both just had to sit on the grass. I nodded my head at her and she sat down on the grass next to me and stretched her long legs out in front of her. Her movements were graceful, and her body still retained most of its glory from her modelling days. I knew that I should say something, but I couldn’t figure out what to say so I just waited for Queen to speak.

From Jafar's friendship, to Jamal's feelings and now the queen's bargain. "Pooja" I called.. She looked at me. "What is it" I scratched my neck nervously. "Uhm do you know who a Sheba is?" "Who doesn't know?" She asked with an eye roll. I scoffed. "Just a yes or no will do, you don't gave to make me feel foolish" I replied. "You're funny, but why are you asking?" "Maybe because I need one" She sat up. "You need a Sheba!" She yelled. "What for?"

The shivering of her body that seized under the warmth of his touch, returning. As he walks past her to sit on his throne. His aura domineering as usual, making the hair on her skin to rise. " Come Sit" He orders her. Motioning to the seat beside her and she just stares at it. Not moving forward to sit. Her feel cold and hands sweaty. " No. That's the s- eat of your Queen. I am not your Q- ueen." He doesn't say anything. Just stares at her. And she felt afraid, even though he has not done anything to hurt her, yet.

"But, sir! Please, no disrespect a feeding like that, a feeding from the vein, that right is only meant for you, as you are her mate." Caleb moves closer and puts his hand on my shoulder saying so only I hear "Look at our Queen! Theodore what do you see?..." I do as he says and I really look at my Queen, she is sitting on a hospital bed with her friend's head in her lap fast asleep. She is still running her hand over his hair, like a mother. Then I see it "Oh!! The heart and soul of a true Queen."

Nodding in agreement and indicating with a flick of his head to Grub, Cassius placed a hand on Rex’s shoulder before turning away and following Taalook with Grub in tow. Once they were alone, the queen ushered Rex forward with a broad smile and one long slender claw-tipped finger. Once Rex stood at the base of the stairs leading up to her throne, she stood, stepped down a few stairs and gracefully sat on a step above Rex, patting the step one down from her own with the heel of her boot for him to also sit. Once he had done what was asked of him, she leaned forward, closed her four eyes and inhaled deeply. “By the heavenly, you smell incredible,” she whispered, her tongue playfully running al

“Don’t touch anything!,” the Queen hissed and I sighed as I held back my hands. “Sit,” a voice said and we spun around quickly to see who it belonged to. It was a wrinkled woman who looked to be in her late seventies. I gulped,hoping that this wasn’t a mistake. I turned to the Queen who nodded and beckoned me to sit. She sat in a yoga style and I followed. I inched closer to the Queen, “ I hope this isn’t a mistake,” I said and she glared murderously at me and closed her eyes as if she was meditating.

I couldn't be somebody's mate when I had nothing to give. Low whispers were silenced when we stopped in the kitchen. It went ghost-town-like and I had to see what was up so, slowly I raised my head. My locks in my face as I saw the most ancient woman in the room. Her greying hair gathered at the back of her head in a fishtail braid. Her eyes were a bright brown, almost jasper. Her face creased when she smiled and smelled like cinnamon. Khai who had a straight expression was not helping me understand what was happening. "Welcome Luna,” her old voice cracked as her head raised from a bow. She held out her hands. Then she pressed on her forehead with her thumb and pressed on mine.

Thane's eyes was fixed on me and I looked at him. "You're not wearing a bra?" I shook my head and he groaned. "Where is Jairus?" "He's on a trip." He cleared his throat and the table silenced. "As you all know, we have a new queen and she must be celebrated. A ball will be thrown in her honour three nights from today. You all are invited" They cheered and I blushed. He kissed my hands and the meal continued. A ball in three nights? I was so not ready for this.