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The library, in point of fact, was really more of an entire floor. There was a small room that Elsa used as an office, then the large, well-stocked bookshelves that bracketed in a large lounge with an open fireplace. Two small sitting rooms were off to the side, with spiral staircases in back of them leading up and down the castle. 

Where the main floor hit the exterior wall, the vast room became something of an observatory. Peter was compelled to walk among the telescopes and their primitive accessories in fascination. These could’ve been the tools Copernicus developed, or Galileo. 

“My father was a bit of an astronomer,” Elsa said. “He left it this way, before he…”

There was a subtle pain in her voice, one that had gone away as much as it could, but Peter could still smell it. It was very rancid, once you got right down to it.

He retreated from the telescopes and the cold stars, into the warmth in the middle of the room, unhindered by row upon row of bookshelves and shadow. There was just the fireplace and Elsa.

“Before it was so fast,” Elsa said. “I needed it so much. And you gave me so much.”

“And now you’d like it slow.”

“No,” Elsa said, kneeling down on the bearskin rug of white that sprawled before the fireplace. “I still need it fast.”

“I’ll give it to you now. That fast enough?”

“Not hardly,” Elsa replied, dispelling the softly icy clothing she had garbed him in. Her own fell away as well. The dark tried to hide her pale, naked body, but the fireplace revealed it in swathes of warm light. 

He bent down to her, but she grabbed him by the wrist and flipped him over. Onto his back. Making his thick cock stick into the air like a flagpole.

“I think I’ve proved by now that I know how to fuck you,” Peter critiqued, eying the blonde lustfully.

“You’re not fucking, you’re being fucked.” 

Elsa moved above the prone hero. Peter blinked over and over, unable to believe his eyes as she placed a leg over Peter’s midsection and straddled him. His engorged cock pushed against her thigh, thick and meaty. Her pale pink slit was open. It shined moistly, inches from his flaring cock. Elsa intended to guide it in.

“Ever been with a queen before?”

“Every woman I’ve been with has been like a queen to me.”

Elsa smiled, wrapping her fingers around his bloated cock and aiming it between her legs. “Show me.”

She inserted his tip into the gates of her body, finding it throbbing with hardness, sending off a subtle vibration of need that she felt clear through her body the moment it was connected to her. She felt it press against her folds as she slid downward. His prick glided through her moist lips and into her sex.

“Shhhtttt!” Peter howled, arching up.

Elsa had sat down hard on his cock, cramming its length deep into her tender pussy. She gyrated her hips as she felt Peter bore into her. She drove down on his balls, riding him hard, and it was like sitting on a Douglas fir, she thought.

“Yes, tight!” Peter jabbered. “Wet!”

“Hf! Love! Hf! Big cocks! Hf! In me!” Elsa whimpered.

She leaned forward, placing the palms of her hands on Peter’s slender chest. His chest muscles tightened, giving her something surprisingly solid to hold onto. Elsa waggled her ass slowly, working Peter’s dick around in her cunt. She felt her pussy tense and stretch as Peter’s massive cock reamed her inner depths. She loved it, and began to thrust her ass up and down, ramming his cock into her sex all the way. She lifted her ass and wiggled it, making his cock rub against her as it withdrew. Then she skewered back down onto him, impaling herself with his cock.

“Uggghhh! That’s a big one!” she cried.

“Yesss, take it!” Peter grunted. “Getting all my cock! All of it!” He clenched wads of the thick white fur that lined the rug in his hands, and tore at them. 

Elsa slammed her hips down, Peter’s cock digging deep into her pussy. She brutalized her cunt with his cock. She fucked hard, violent, impaling her cunt with his swollen shaft.

“Yesss, ooooh, yesssss! I’m so hot! I love it!” she moaned, hysterical with pleasure.

Just then, she came. She didn’t remember what happened next. She knew her hips were moving like pistons up and down on his thick cock, taking him balls deep with each thrust, then gyrating on his lap so his cock twitched around inside her tightness. And then she would rise again, hanging on with her inner muscles as long as she could.

***

It hadn’t been the first time Anna had had insomnia. Her boundless energy didn’t run out just because the day did. Usually, that led Anna to frustration, in and out of bed as she busied herself, then tucked herself back in, over and over again. It had been better since she’d gotten Kristoff to wear her out.

This time, though, she welcomed the wave of energy that roused her out of her light nap. Her body was crying out for another round with Noir and she was eager to deliver. She went directly to the staircase, barely stopping to dress, so that as she went up the steps, she bounced nearly out of her dress. And it wasn’t like she had anything underneath, either.

But finally, she came upon Noir, right where he said he’d be in the library. She started hearing moans, gasps, grunts—sounds of pleasure both male and female and for a moment, she panicked, thinking Noir might’ve found a scullery maid or someone to entertain himself with. Oh, how she’d hate to share a man like that!

But she would. So she kept going, only to see him on the landing of the staircase, not in the library proper where the noise was coming from. He noticed her without seeing her, and held out his arm to gesture her to stop, not pass him.

Slowing, Anna came up the steps to join him, careful not to let any of them creak. Then she saw into the library, straight down between the shelves. Wrapped up in each other on the polar bear rug was Peter and Elsa. And Elsa was doing much the same with this Peter that Anna had done with hers.

Noir looked at her, wordlessly deciding what to do. Then, off came his clothes. Anna gaped wordlessly, still partly unsurprised to find his nakedness sporting the same upright erection that she’d enjoyed so recently.

“What are you doing?” she insisted.

“Seeing if it runs in the family,” he replied.

And he crept silently forward, leaving Anna to watch, ready to intervene if he caused some kind of battle royale with his careless actions. Anna was so nervous, she fisted her hands in her skirts. 

When she pulled her dress taut like that, it was hard not to notice how it felt against her cunt.

***

Elsa’s head was jerking up and down, her braid whipping around her as she furiously pumped on Peter’s big cock. It was bare happenstance that as her head tossed about, she happened to focus on Noir approaching. 

Her delighted surprise at his nude erection gave him all the permission he needed. “Looks like a fun ride,” he said. “When’s it my turn?”

“Now’s just fine,” Elsa said, rearing forward, clasping Peter by the shoulders to kiss him and silence him. Her ass arched into the air. Her asshole was exposed, ready for cock.

Noir chuckled to himself as he straddled Peter’s legs, edging up to Elsa’s rump. He saw her parted asscheeks move up and down, her cunt impaled by Peter’s cock. He eyed the tiny rosebud of her anus. 

"The seat of power."

Below her crinkled hole, Peter’s thick cock glided in and out. He was fucking her deep. Elsa's whole body jerked as she took it. She found it difficult to hold still and position herself for Noir's cock.

"Do it, do my ass!" she ordered almost regally, considering the circumstances.

Noir fingered Elsa's asshole, spearing his spit-slick middle finger into it with no hesitation.

"Arrgghhhhh!" Elsa shouted. "My! I thought your cock was bigger than that!"

"It's my finger," Noir said, swirling it around.

"Hn! I want some real cock!" Elsa ranted. She bolted back, hefting her ass higher. "I want all the cock!"

Noir yanked his finger out, then hefted his engorged prick between Elsa’s upraised cheeks. Without further ado, he stabbed himself into her puckered asshole. It was tight, resistant. He pressed, and his cock could not be kept out. It slammed deep into her narrow ass.

"Aaaaiiieee! Arrgghhhh!" Elsa shrieked. Her asshole was raw from his straining cock. "My ass, yesssss! Fucking my ass! And my cunt!"

With delight, she bored back, and downward. Peter' cock skewered into her cunt. Noir's cock smashed into her asshole.

"Arggghhh, yesssss! Fuck my holes!"

So much for refinements, Peter thought.

Noir bolted forward and gyrated his hips, whipping his pulsating cock into Elsa's ass, where her depths could clench on him. He bored into her, splitting her cheeks, and was surrounded by her. Noir pistoned back and forth, opening her up, widening her.

“Nothing like a nice ass,” Noir panted. “Let’s make you remember this cock.”

“Already handled,” Peter replied. He plowed his cock deep, fucking Elsa's cunt from her wide-open crotch. 

Elsa tightened around his cock in clenching spasms. He thrust into her all the harder, arching his hips up, driving his cock expertly into her. He bounced her on his lap, against Noir’s looming body, fucking her from underneath.

“I’m riding your cocks!” Elsa cried, elated.

“You’re being ridden!” Noir roared, banging away at her, spearing her ass from behind.

“My holes! Fucking my holes!” Elsa howled. It was amazing to her that she could feel them both. That she could feel them both inside her.

Her cunt was wet. Her asshole was raw, flaring hotly with its rampaging intrusion. She loved the double penetration. From behind, she felt Noir’s hips slap her ass as he drove his cock home. From below, she felt Peter’s hips smash her spread thighs as his pistoning cock made her dance to his tune. Both cocks battered harshly, occupying her up to the hilt.

Elea reared up and down, then back and forth, getting every inch of their erections. She impaled herself from end to end. All told, she figured she had to have almost twenty inches of cock inside her.

“Yessss! Nnnnn! Hot fucking cocks! Feel so good!”

“So’s this ass!” Noir grunted, screwing his thick shaft into her from behind. He jabbed her ass with violent strokes, sodomizing her with a cock that throbbed so hard, she could feel it in her pussy. She could feel how different it was from Peter’s. The only thing different.

Peter pistoned his hips off the rug, burrowing himself into her boiling pussy. He felt her cunt twitch around his quivering manhood. He gasped harshly, rampantly, becoming giddy and crazed.

“Fucking both of us, your highness! How’s it feel?”

Elea leaned over him to kiss his forehead. “Love it, love it! I’m so fucking hot! Your cocks are on fire!”

Noir reamed her ass, stretching it to capacity, red-rimmed and airtight. His eyes were glazed. His brow tensed. He gritted his teeth. Peter added his hand to the battering Elsa’s ass was taking, smacking one cheek. It was smooth and firm. She had the perfect ass, he thought. All the more so for having his cock in it.

“Your ass is taking it!” Noir groaned. His cock pulsed hotly between her buttery cheeks. “You’re taking me!”

“Come, now! Come in my hot holes! Drown my ass and pussy!" Elsa pleaded, wriggling about.

Two cocks fucked deep into her. Her crotch was raw. Every which way she turned caused the cocks to rub her succulent inner walls. Her ass was sore, and her cunt was pulsing. It was wonderful.

"Got to have your cum!" she begged.

Peter thrust into her clutching hole.

Noir fucked like a maniac, jabbing his cock in powerful strokes. He knifed her ass with sharp, rampant burst. His cock was hot, on the verge of exploding.

"Urrgghh! Gonna fill your ass, girlie!" he howled.

Peter threw himself upward, spearing his cock into the blonde's pussy. The heat from his huge cock was powerful. His cockhead flared suddenly, about to explode.

Elsa felt both cocks surge with power.

"Hhhhnnn!" she screamed.

Their cocks erupted like geysers, cum riddling her body. They blasted as one. Elsa's ass and cunt spasmed as they accepted being filled.

"Yesssss, coming hard! Boiling your cunt!" Peter howled.

"In your ass!" Noir cried.

Both cocks burned into her. Her cunt and ass were like raging infernos. The members spewed cum in heated waves. Elsa felt as if there was no room inside her for anything but cum.

"Aaaaiiieee, yeah! God! Ooh, you’re coming!"

"Yes, yes, tight cunt!"

"Great ass!"

Noir drilled his flaring cock into her anal passage. He tried to burrow his cockhead in a place that was eternally a little too small for it. He smacked Elsa’s backside with the palms of both hands, fucking ruthlessly.

"Ttthat’s ittttttt!" she screamed.

“Ahhhh, coming, yeah, yeah!” Peter wailed. 

He grabbed Elsa by the shoulders and pulled her to him, wedging his fat cock inside her. It showered her inner folds, splattering her entire pussy with his cum. Scalding her inner walls, making her spasm tightly, and still he drilled into her, harshly, violently. His cock surged inside her like it was a stick of dynamite going off.

Elsa was out of her mind. She did not know who she was, where she was. All she knew was that the cocks were coming inside her. She clawed the polar bear underneath her and hissed, getting all of the cock invading her ass. She jammed herself down, impaling her cunt, getting Peter’s cock all the way in.

Both pricks blasted her, filled her, made her convulse and seep with their bursting. She shook, quivering with lust, reduced to a mass of pleasure and satisfaction.

Time lost meaning as she moved her ass to take in one cock, then the other.

“My ass! My pussy! Yesss, ohh! Coming so much!” she screamed, hysterical with passion.

She pounded her fists into the rug, barely missing Peter as he pulled her down hard on his exploding shaft. She shrieked loudly and Noir saturated her tender anus with endless waves of warm cream. He reamed her asshole, then, glancing down, he saw milky cum oozing out on every stroke he made.

“Heh. Got enough cum?” Noir queried, straining to fuck deeper into her recesses.

“My ass does! Not meeeeee!” Elsa cried.

Peter’s balls smacked against the half-moons of Elsa’s ass as he lunged up into her, his cock spewing thick gooey bullets of seed into her pussy. His cock rested hilt-deep inside her, bubbling endless fiery doses for her.

Elsa whimpered, feeling her body fill with sperm. Both cocks were lodged deep in her tender holes. Her cunt and asshole dilated around the firing cocks and they emptied into her. The two Spider-Men literally collapsed, inversely depleted from filling her. Noir’s cock was still warm inside her slowly undulating ass.

Elsa lay between them as the three sighed wearily and happily, slowly catching their breaths. They were dazed, reeling from their three-way orgasm.

But Anna was all too unsatisfied.

***

She came out into the firelight, shocked and surprised and tugging her dress into place to make sure it didn’t slip away from her unbound body. “Elsa! Oh my gosh! I thought I was going to have to find you a boyfriend and here you are with two! One of them’s mine!”

Lying between Peter and Noir, Elsa was briefly surprised by Anna’s appearance, but seeing the state of her dishabille, and knowing her sister, she was able to glean what was going on. “And here I thought that this fireplace was just for you and Kristoff. I had no idea he was so understanding.”

“No you don’t,” Anna said, smiling wryly. Her grin widened when it turned to Noir. “So, how was he? Awesome, right?”

“He was very satisfactory,” Elsa nodded. “They both were.”

“Mmmm. Both.” Anna looked from naked body to naked body, trying to ignore the big batch of sister in the middle. “Mind if I try flavor numero dos? Even though I know it’s going to be just like dark chocolate and milk chocolate. I just won’t be able to decide!”

“He’s all yours,” Elsa said, giving Peter a clap to hurry him along. “And Noir was flavor uno? I thought he was very familiar with me.” She eyed Peter. “No pun intended.”

“None taken,” Peter replied, cracking the stiffness out of his joints as he stood. “Alright, Anna. Taste-test away.”

“Hey Parker, you ever feel like a piece of meat?” Noir asked, his eyes closed, having tried unsuccessfully to savor the afterglow while the sisters gossiped.

“Yes, it’s great.”

Feeling almost faint with the craziness of what had transpired, Anna was a little less animated than usual, allowing Peter to marginally loom over her. He gave her a second to catch her breath, then ran his hand over her cheek, moving her gaze up to his. Then, taking her in his arms, he lowered his mouth to her eagerly parted lips. Their tongues locked sensuously, and Anna began to rub herself against him with the same desperate madness Elsa had shown—feeling his stiff cock through her dress, and nothing but her dress.

She had never been so horny in her life, and her thighs were feeling wetter and wetter around her inflamed cunt. Her tongue writhed deep into Peter’s mouth, and she frantically ground her cunt against the mountain range of his cock. God, how she wanted to feel and touch it. 

She tore at her own dress, pulling it up and out of the way, while also trying to take Peter by the hand and lead him into the darkened shelves. She loved her sister, but she’d like at least a little privacy—and she thought Elsa might enjoy being alone with Noir. She certainly had.

Slipping into the shadows, she backed Peter against a shelf… only three or four feet away from where Mayday had strolled as she’d entered the room, looking for Kristoff. In the next row over, she was partially concealed by the books that filled either side of the dividing shelf, making it almost impossible for them to notice her.

Mayday was about to announce her presence—and ask why Peter was naked—when she saw Anna finally unseat her dress. And as Anna bent over to slip her dress overhead, she pulled it off herself (inadvertently mooning Mayday) and looked up to find herself face to… head, with Peter.

“Goodness, Peter,” Mayday heard the princess gasp. “That’s a big, beautiful cock!”

Maybe it was a good thing that Kristoff had set her down to use the bathroom. If he were with her, Mayday wasn’t sure how happy he’d be to see his wife with her daddy—that didn’t come out right.

Mayday watched in disbelief as Anna slid Peter’s foreskin up and down over his cockhead, further priming it. It was too late now to let them know she was there, so Mayday remained perfectly still, her heart pounding somewhere around her chin.

“This is a hell of a way to make friends,” Peter observed, panting.

“Effective though, right?”

“I’m definitely feeling friendly.”

“So is this!” 

Seizing his cock, she stroked it. But Noir was the one responded, finding his erection growing as he watched Anna drop to her knees, grasp Peter’s ass, and eat his dick inch by inch.

The bookshelves weren’t that far from the fireplace, offering only a little breathing room.

“Would you like me to have a little fun too?” Elsa asked Noir.

“I’d love it,” Noir replied.

Elsa rolled over onto Noir, Noir raising one foot to catch her shoulder and push her down to his erect member. Elsa was suddenly faced with it, instead of Noir’s long eyelashes and kissable lips, and she offered a stung look up at him before following in her sister’s footsteps, with one hand pulling his cock to her mouth. She didn’t immediately slip it between her lips, but teased and tantalized the head with her tongue.

“Lick it, darling,” Noir husked. “That’s what I want, lash it with your tongue.”

Both sisters were sucking on their men’s cocks now, enjoying it. Their cheeks pulled in as they gobbled the pricks. Both men reached down and gripped the women’s heads to hold them in place.

Throwing his head from side to side, Noir groaned in satisfaction. There was nothing he liked better than to have a woman bowing her head to his cock. He enjoyed the sight of her worshipping his member that way, thrilled to the thought of pressing it down her throat in lusty, manly vigor. He shoved himself deeper into Elsa’s mouth, letting his balls bounce on her chin. Elsa’s nose crinkled as she smelled his musk and her sight was filled with his curling pubic hairs.

“Eat my cock,” Noir gasped. “Eat it, honey, eat that pecker.”

Elsa stopped sucking, sliding back so she could eat hold his cockhead in her tongue. She wanted it there at the moment of eruption.

Meanwhile, Anna was giving magnificent head to Peter, Peter appreciating her pigtailed head bounding up and down on his cock, her cheeks sucking in on his manhood. Then she would vary her pattern. Move around the full length of his shaft, play with his balls, fondle his ass.  He took another look at Elsa, then back down at Anna.

“Your sister gives a great blowjob,” he complimented her.

Anna slurped her way off his prick, then smiled up at him with teeth running with precum. “Well, your brother has a big dick,” she assured him.

Peter looked over at Elsa. He hadn’t thought of it that way, but it did take a pretty big dick for Elsa to exercise all her talents. And he was surprised at the pleasure he could get from watching another man get blown. As he looked at Noir’s slick dick sliding in and out of Elsa’s mouth, he found his own jabs into Anna’s mouth growing more exciting.

Noir felt himself being watched. “Hey, Parker, maybe we can get our rocks off at the same time.”

“Sounds good,” Peter said, pumping himself into Anna’s slick mouth, her tongue beating at his manhood like it was trying to drive him back, but inevitably retreating under his drives. “You’d better be ready, Noir, I’m almost ready to shoot!”

“This hot little number has had me ready to shoot this whole time!”

Peter fisted his hands on Anna’s pigtails, pulling her to take his manhood to the very hilt. Anna gagged as he forced himself into her throat, but her eyes looked up at him wide with excitement. She gulped again and again as he pulled her pigtails like reins, pulling her down on his cock while letting her pull away every other instant. 

“Suck it,” he gasped. “Suck it. Suck the cum out. That’s what I want, my cum in your mouth.”

It was obvious to Noir that Elsa enjoyed having his big prick in her mouth. She was doing wonderful things with her teeth, with her lips, with her tongue, and he wanted it to last, but he knew he couldn’t hold it much longer. “Here it comes, baby. Down the hatch. Oh honey, I’m going, I’m shooting, take it!”

Hot cum surged into the queen’s royal mouth and she swallowed regally. She sucked, and swallowed, even as the creamy white trickled down the corners of her mouth. “Eat it,” he panted. “That’s it, eat it. Suck it out and swallow.”

Peter had come in Anna’s mouth as well, getting off just as Noir did, just as Kristoff entered behind Mayday. The first thing the ice harvester saw was Peter’s hips thrusting, Anna gulping down jizz as fast as it spurted from his cock. Kristoff and Mayday watched with amazement.

“Taste good, Anna?” he called to his cum-guzzling wife.

Anna jerked upright with surprise at the unexpected greeting, unswallowed jism spilling down her chin. Peter reacted too, staring slack-jawed at the newcomers while his sticky prick dangling between his legs.

“Whoa, Uncle Peter,” Mayday said. “You really can’t appreciate how big that thing is when it’s halfway down Anna’s throat.”

“All the way!” Anna said indignantly. “Kristoff, where are your clothes? You’re not wearing any.”

“You’re just now noticing?” Mayday teased, running her hands over her naked body.

“You could catch cold, snookie-wookums,” Anna insisted. “Get over by the fire, and you too… girlie!” Anna was not good at nicknames.

Mayday obediently laid down on the rug beside Noir. She placed his hand on her hairless crotch and squeezed with her thighs. “The entertainment made me horny,” she purred. “Think you can do anything about it, or has Elsa worn you out?”

“Alright, stop, stop, hold everything!” Elsa cried. The rug was getting increasingly crowded, and Elsa was thinking of ordering a larger one before realizing that would take a larger polar bear. “Anna, sit down by me.” 

She, at least, wouldn’t go wanting. Anna dropped down beside her, Elsa putting an arm around her. She was a little surprised by how warm Anna felt; it reminded her of the hot ejaculate she had just swallowed from Noir. Perhaps Peter’s cum had similarly heated her up…

“Kristoff, I take it you and May here aren’t just fresh from the sauna?”

Kristoff ducked his head bashfully, which delighted Anna into a charmed giggle, while Mayday preened a little.

“She doesn’t get that from me,” Peter said, sotto voce, to Noir.

“The hell she doesn’t.”

“And Anna—“ Elsa began, prompting a bit of a gasp from her sister as she was called out. “You were watching when ‘Noir’ here came out of the shadows and—“

“Unseated you?” Kristoff suggested. He had noticed how gingerly Elsa was sitting down.

“Quiet, you,” Elsa snapped quickly. “Yes. To put it mildly. So I take it you and Noir came together—arrived together. Much like Kristoff and the redhead.”

Mayday realized that Elsa wasn’t talking about Anna. “Hunh. Guess he has a type.”

Noir elbowed Peter in the ribs. Peter elbowed Noir in the ribs.

Kristoff plonked down on the rug with them. While Peter and Noir sat down, somewhat gingerly, on the loveseat. One of the things they turned out to have in common was the way they both reached for a cushion and hid themselves with it in their lap. 

Mayday laid down to spoon with Kristoff, correctly judging that Anna wouldn’t mind. Indeed, it briefly made her smile, seeing Mayday play with her husband’s hairy chest.

“Here I thought it was just that you, Anna, were having some fun on the side with Kristoff’s understanding,” Elsa continued. “But he has been too?”

“Both of us, yes.”

“And with royal visitors?”

“It’d be awkward if we did it with the stewards.”

Elsa took her arm off Anna to cross her arms. “How many?”

“A—“ Kristoff began. Anna shushed him. Elsa glared at Anna. Anna rolled her eyes.

“All of them,” she admitted.

“You’ve fucked every ambassador that every country has sent to Arendelle?”

“Not all of them!” Anna insisted. “Some of them were gay.”

Mayday glanced at Kristoff, but said nothing.

“It’s just that they’re all so young and well-groomed and polite! They’re like peacocks, you know, their only job is to look good and curry favor! They get really good at… currying… favor…” Anna trailed off, before perking up again. “And the women, right Kristoff, the women?”

“You fucked the women as well?”

“Not all of them,” Anna repeated. “That was usually Kristoff.”

“Kristoff fucked the women?”

“Or both of us,” Anna added.

“No wonder we’ve been asked to hold so many balls. I’ve been run ragged!”

“We are good at holding balls, though,” Anna said.

Elsa palmed her forehead. “So. Arendelle has become a center of international diplomacy due to its princess and prince-consort fucking their way through the diplomatic corps. We’re hosting an international summit on fishing rights in a lake a thousand leagues away because all the ambassadors want to fuck you.”

“And Kristoff,” Anna reminded her. 

“And, while I was getting all the tables and chairs arranged for these glorified orgies we’ve been holding all these years, you never thought to include me?”

Anna kneaded her hands together. “Honestly, I kinda thought you were a lesbian.”

Elsa’s eyes narrowed.

“I mean, the way you were kinda ‘in the closet’ and then this whole big thing where you ‘come out’ and everyone learns your secret… plus, you weren’t into Hans, and that guy was so fine…”

“Even if that were the case,” Elsa said slowly, “which!” She kicked at Noir, who mouthed ‘what did I do?’ “Clearly it isn’t! There weren’t any lesbians among all these young, well-groomed, polite diplomats, who were so pretty and eager to please?”

“Well,” Anna said, “not after Kristoff got done with them.”

“Sis, I would like to have sex more than once a year and with someone other than… that guy!” Elsa cried, jabbing her hand at Noir.

“What’d I do?” he said aloud this time.

Anna reached over to awkwardly pat Elsa’s shoulder. “Do you want to fuck my husband?”

“I can fuck your husband anytime!” Elsa said, before making a quick gesture of ‘I didn’t mean it like that’. “I would like to fuck a royal visitor, just once.”

“Am I chopped liver?” Noir asked.

“Twice then.”

Anna commiseratively patted Elsa’s back. “Peter… ‘Noir’… do you guys still have hard-ons?”

“They do!” Mayday assured her.

“Well, guess that was a silly question,” Anna sheepishly admitted as she realized she and Elsa had been cuddling awful close while naked. Even Kristoff was displaying a solid erection. “What I guess I ought to be finding out is what you’re going to do to me and my sister with those Sasquatch pricks of ours.”

Elsa looked over at Peter and Noir. “Would you be willing to do that? With both of us?”

Noir and Peter looked at each other before Peter spoke for both of them. “That’s about as silly a question as Anna asking us if we had hard-ons.”

“Why don’t we get a little eggnog?” Kristoff suggested, shaking Mayday off to pick himself up off the ground. “Make a night of it?”

“With hot cocoa!” Anna excitedly squealed. “And marshmallows and little peppermint straws…”

“I swear,” Peter whispered to Noir. “This is the weirdest family.”

“Yeah,” Mayday chimed in, resting her head on his naked thigh. “They’re nice, but what a bunch of freaks.”

***

 

They put on robes, iced into being by Elsa, and rang the butlers for hot cocoa. If the butler wondered why the Queen was the one to pick up a tray of warm mugs and sugary snacks delivered to the library, they didn’t ask any questions. They would’ve not asked many more questions if it had been six people in Elsa’s trademark clothing who took the delivery.

Slowly but surely, the roaring fire began to melt their garments away.

 

Kristoff handed Elsa a glass of cider. “Care for something harder?”

“If she won’t take it hard, I will,” Anna said, sitting down beside her. Elsa felt Anna’s arm go around her shoulder and felt warm and secure. At least, warmer and more secure than she had been. It was one thing to fool around with Noir, but another to be in an orgy.

She sipped the cider and wrinkled her nose. The taste was not unpleasant, but it was strange to her. She took another sip and glanced at the others, who sat joking, laughing and drinking, loosening up.

Kristoff’s hand closed about her own. She decided she was very comfortable — very comfortable indeed.

She heard Mayday ask Kristoff something, but she didn’t quite understand it. Then, Mayday set her glass aside and stood up. Elsa watched as the girl walked to where Noir sat in a deep chair. She gasped as the girl reached down and pulled open his robe and exposed his naked body. 

“And here I thought I reminded you of your father,” Noir said.

Mayday slipped her robe from her body and let it fall to the floor. “So I have daddy issues. What girl doesn’t?”

Mayday leaned forward and took hold of Noir’s soft prick. She lowered her head and though Elsa could not see, she knew that Mayday had taken the man’s cock into her mouth. Noir moaned loudly and stretched his legs out before him as Mayday raised her head, then folded into the chair with Noir.

Elsa looked around and found the others watching intently. She returned her gaze to Noir and Mayday. Noir was groaning sensuously as he ran his large hands over her body and she manipulated his growing prick with both hands.

A sudden thrill went through Elsa’s body as she visualized herself sitting on Noir’s lap again, playing with his prick while he fondled her body. Tearing her eyes away from the erotic scene, Elsa found Kristoff sitting with his robe open and his prick standing out stiffly from his hairy crotch. When she glanced back to her right, she found Anna with her robe open fully. Her sister’s majestic breasts jutted proudly and she was pinching her nipples as she watched Noir and Mayday. Elsa looked down at Anna’s crotch and saw a great curly mass of red pubic hair. The sight thrilled her somehow and she felt the urge to reach out and touch the woman there.

But she did not—her attention was drawn back to Noir and Mayday as the man moaned loudly. Mayday was jacking him off slowly with both hands as she leaned back across the arm of the chair so he could lick her nipples. Elsa watched with fascination as Noir licked out with his broad pink tongue, then sucked each of the girl’s tits into his wide mouth. She chilled as she saw Noir’s hand go between the girl’s legs, part the lips of her pussy and begin to stroke her gently.

Elsa swallowed thickly as she felt a hand on her leg and she found Anna looking at her warmly, her back to Peter. He was running his hands up and down her freckled body and Elsa watched as he spread the girl’s legs and began stroking her pussy. Elsa found herself drawn to look at her sister’s pubic area as Peter fingerfucked her—it was shaven clean! Looking down at her as she wriggled her smooth ass against Peter’s body, Elsa realized how beautiful the girl looked.

“Wild, isn’t it?” Anna breathed huskily as she leaned over and brushed Elsa’s nose with her own.

“Eat my pussy!” Mayday cried and Elsa turned to watch as the girl twisted around in the chair, then stood up facing Noir. His hands ran slowly up the backs of her legs; as she wiggled sensuously and pressed her body forward, his hands closed on the smooth cheeks of her ass.

With her legs spread widely, Elsa could see the man’s chin and mouth as he licked into Mayday. He lapped her cunt slowly as Mayday twisted her ass in tight circles and held tightly to his head. Elsa glanced at the  man’s huge prick as it jerked spasmodically in his lap. She wondered what it would feel like in her hands… in her…

Mayday whimpered as she ground her pussy into Noir’s sucking mouth. His hands massaged her ample ass as he tongue-fucked her while all watched. The hand on Elsa’s thigh moved a bit higher, but Anna did not look at her. The woman sat transfixed as she watched the  coupling directly across from them. Elsa was still giddy from the taboo of what they were all doing, but beyond the giddiness, she felt that unusual stirring in her vibrant young body. She squirmed uncomfortably on the couch as her loose dress seemed to press into her own cunt.

When she turned to Kristoff, she found the man smiling at her; he nodded slightly and Elsa followed his gaze to his pulsing prick. Again, Kristoff nodded his head and Elsa licked her lips as she reached out hesitantly to take hold of his hot flesh.

As her fingers curled about his throbbing cock, Elsa felt a shiver go through her body. She moved her hand slowly up and down the length of his massive rod and she could feel it pulse in her small hand.

“Do you like to play with my prick, Elsa?” Kristoff asked as her fingers closed about the plum-like head and squeezed it softly.

“I… I don’t know…” she stammered. “It-it feels good.”

“I know something she does like,” Anna offered and leaned over to rip open the skirt Elsa was wearing. She stared down as her naked tits were revealed and her breath caught in her throat as Anna lowered her head and began sucking her nipples.

“Ohhhh, yes…” Elsa moaned and squeezed Kristoff’s prick tightly. Her sister’s soft mouth on her sensitive nipples sent thrill after thrill through her young body and she squirmed helplessly between the two lovers. She spread her legs then as she felt Anna’s hand moving upwards and she suddenly wished she was naked—like everyone else.

“Does that feel good, sis?” Anna asked as her hand rubbed the tight material over Elsa’s pussy.

“Yes, oh yes, Anna… it does… take off my clothes… let me be naked, too!” Elsa cried out in sudden passion.

Anna smiled, looked at Kristoff and saw him shake his head in a negative fashion. “Not yet, Elsa…” Anna told her. “You’re not ready.”

Elsa felt the bottom drop out of her stomach; she was so keyed up that she felt like screaming and they weren’t even going to let her take off her clothes! Then, her attention was drawn to the sounds of sucking and fucking across the room.

As she tried to look, Anna lifted her face and kissed her fully on the mouth. As her sister’s tongue spread her lips, Elsa thrilled at its softness entering her mouth. She pulled wildly on Kristoff’s prick as the other woman kissed her sensuously and cupped her aching tits with both hands. Elsa felt her nipples stiffen as Anna’s tongue touched her own and she arched her body to the woman’s hands. Never in her life had she known such warmth and loving from another human being.

Then Anna rolled away. Elsa watched as the young woman crawled on her hands and knees to the chair where Noir was eating Mayday’s pussy. Anna kneeled between the man’s legs as she took hold of his throbbing cock to stuff it into her mouth.

Peter got up to join the tiny redhead, and fell down behind her, licking her exposed ass and cunt area. Then, with his stiff prick in his hand, he raised up and took hold of Anna’s legs to spread them a bit.

Elsa watched as he guided his prick between the girl’s legs and into the hairless flesh of her cunt. The girl whimpered a bit as Peter shoved forward and took hold of her hips, then she wiggled a little and his prick slid into her clasping cunt. It was the first time Elsa had ever witnessed the act of sexual intercourse. Fucking, she thought, as her own passions seemed to near the boiling point.

“YESSSSS!” Mayday wailed. “Suck me, you bastard! Make me cum… use your tongue… yes… oh, yes… God, I’m cumming… Oh… oh… oh… Ugggghhhhnnnn…” she moaned and her body stiffened as Noir tonguefucked her furiously, his large hands holding her ass tightly.

Noir stiffened then as Anna took nearly the entire length of his huge prick into her throat. He let out a muffled cry as his legs shot out before him and began quivering.

Anna felt her mouth fill with Noir’s hot cum. She swallowed again and again as his prick jerked and spurted its load into her sucking young mouth. Small dribbles of cum ran from the corners of her mouth as she tried to swallow his load, while behind her, Peter thrust again and again.

Raising her tiny ass to the youth, Anna let out a choked cry and arched her back. Peter’s fingers dug into her slender hips and his body stiffened as his prick erupted in her cunt. He too, cried out as his body thrust forward and he buried his prick in the princess’s cunt. He felt it spurting hotly and, as it did, her cunt seemed to be milking him dry. Leaning forward, he slipped his arms around her tiny waist to cup her tits as she continued sucking on Noir’s prick.

Kristoff’s hand on her tight crotch brought Elsa back to herself. She found her face lifted and Kristoff kissed her wetly as her hand moved up and down his throbbing prick. He rubbed the girl’s pussy as she squirmed nervously toward him. 

Raising his face, Kristoff looked down at the beautiful blonde and told her, “You do know how to kiss, Elsa…” then he stood up from the couch and slipped out of his robe.

He took hold of his prick and began rubbing it all over Elsa’s face as her arms went out to encircle his hairy legs. He thrilled at the touch of her soft, inexperienced hands as he rubbed the swollen head of his prick over her wet, sensuous mouth. Slowly, Elsa understood and she opened her lips to lick out with her tongue. The moment she touched his prick, Kristoff shuddered and placed both hands on her head.

“Yes, Elsa… use your tongue… suck me off… Jesus, that feels so good!” he told her.

Elsa opened wide and found her mouth filled with his hot flesh. Somehow, Elsa’s hands found their way to Kristoff’s heavy balls; she cupped them gently and marveled at their weight.

Kristoff looked down as the girl’s mouth ovaled about his prick obscenely. He shuddered again as her tongue washed over the sensitive underside and she tightened her mouth. Kristoff knew he could not hold off much longer—an inexperienced mouth on his prick always brought him off sooner than he would like to cum, but this time he did not fight it.

Elsa laved the man’s prick lovingly. With one hand around its thick base, she kissed, licked and sucked Kristoff’s throbbing prick as her other hand fondled his balls. She tried to go lower in order to get most of it into her mouth, but as the head nudged the back of her throat, she gagged slightly and had to pull off. As she did; her teeth scraped the head of his prick and he moaned loudly.

Kristoff gripped the girl’s head firmly and began moving his hips back and forth. Fucking her mouth in slow even strokes, he felt his cum rising and as he looked down he saw Anna staring at Elsa’s mouth excitedly.

Elsa sensed something different about the act as Kristoff took a tight hold on her head. She held on and tried not to choke as he thrust his bulging prick deep into her hot mouth. She felt the excess saliva gather in her mouth then spill over her lips to run down her chin. Suddenly his prick seemed to swell and Elsa felt his body go rigid.

Kristoff cried out and clutched the queen’s head as his prick exploded in her hot, young mouth. He held on tightly as he felt his cum gush forth to be swallowed by the girl. He breathed brokenly as he looked down to see a small dribble of white cum ooze from her lower lip as she continued sucking him.

Elsa felt her mouth filled with the thick cream and for some reason strange to her, she felt proud that she had been able to do that for Kristoff. She swallowed to keep from choking as he trembled under her mouth and moaned. Again and again his prick spewed hot globs of cum over her tongue and she rolled it around the head of his spurting cock before she swallowed it.

Finally, the last weak spurt came forth and Elsa sensed he was finished. She licked the head of his prick clean, then looked up to find him smiling at her.

“That was fantastic…” he told her breathlessly, then leaned down to kiss her softly on the forehead.

As Elsa looked about then, she found the other orgiasts looking on. Noir clapped and Peter and the girls followed suit as Elsa’s face burned brightly and she turned to Anna as the redhead complained:

“Alright, all of you have had your fun… what about me?”