The Royals – Episode 2 – A Night Of Pleasure

The Royals is a sex story series that follows the lives and stories of 6 families in a hunt for one throne- the kingdom of Mantrapura. According to an age old prophecy, the kingdom that rules over Mantrapura for 25 years continuously shall get the power to rule the world. The prophecy is scripted on the gigantic walls of Mantrapura.

Mantrapura is an island in the Indian Ocean that no country has claimed. Surrounded on the outside by a thick jungle, this sprawling kingdom hosts around eleven thousand families. It is one of the very few places in the world where kings’ rule still exists. And there is only one rule in the island- keep your people happy. The people didn’t bother who ruled over them as long as they were kept happy. The 6 families could fight and take over the kingdom but if the people were not happy, the kingdom would crumble.

The family currently ruling Mantrapura was the Rajpal clan led by the brave king Surya and his beautiful wives Harjot and Lakshmi. The five other challengers to the throne were the Vijaya clan, the Jaya clan, the Janpal group, the Adivas clan and the Mangal clan. Vijaya and Jaya were siblings who started together but split up due to their hunger for power. Their descendants are now keeping their tradition and hunt for the crown up.

The Janpal group was formed when a member of the masses rose to a hero, alleging mismanagement by the royal families. The Adivas clan were the guardians of the jungle. The Mangal clan started as a group of beautiful women who wanted to rule over Mantrapura. All 6 families had at one point or the other ruled Mantrapura. The Vijaya clan was the longest, ruled 17 years continuously before Vijaya’s sister Jaya overthrew him. Generations later, today, the clans still exist and the fight for power has intensified.

Link to episode 1 – https://www.indiansexstories2.net/group/the-royals-episode-1-the-princess-procession-sex-story/

“The best place to hold the Rajpal symbol is between your breasts, honey”, King Surya told her daughter as she was effortlessly carrying half her exposed breasts around the hall with the chain and locket sitting on her cleavage. She blushed and sat on Kunal’s lap, facing him. Kunal let his hands feel her soft flat navel as she broke into an intense lip-lock with him with their family watching them. “We’re going to get you both married soon”, Harjot told declared. “That’s lovely, mom” she said to her soon to be mother-in-law and wrapped her legs around Kunal’s chair, going closer to him.

As she wrapped her legs, her bottom cloth lifted itself up and her ass was on display. King Surya got out of his seat, walked straight to the spot where his daughter and his son were making love, knelt down and planted a few kisses on her ass cheeks. He then went behind Kunal’s chair to watch his adorable daughter in action as she dug her passion into Kunal’s lips. Her big tender boobs were crushed against Kunal’s chest, alost popping out of the cloth.

She kissed Kunal’s neck with passion and he was kissing and licking her cleavage. “You are a creation of marvel”, Surya said to his daughter as he admired her. He gently lifted her chin, ran a finger through her hungry face and kissed her on the lips. “Oh papaaa…” she said, half her words were muffled into her father’s mouth as she adjusted herself to kiss her father better. This adjustment pulled her skirt all the way up and drops of her cum were flowing down Kunal’s legs.

—–X—–

Back in the forest, the Adivasis were having a meeting. “They forgot all the free vegetables they gave us when a single girl blew the city.” There was a look of despair on their faces. “I think we should take our vegetables and shove them all down her pussy”, suggested one of the Adivasis. “Shhh…” the leader of the Adivasi clan silenced them. “Pleasing our subjects has been the rule of Mantrapura. The girl has done nothing wrong.” Though they got to see her every day, the sight of Ananya, the Adivasi leader made the members hard. The Adivasis embraced the ways of the forest. They did not wear clothes. A golden chain with tiger claws adorned her sexy hips. The number of claws signified the number of dangerous tigers she had killed. “I have a plan”, she said. “And we’ll execute it tonight.”

—–X—–

The guards had a tough time controlling their dicks within their attire so they stripped naked and watched. Two guards were standing at the entrance of the hall, nude, their hard dicks pointing out. Queen Lakshmi got up and went to one of the guards. On the way, she spanked her daughter’s buttocks, saying, “you’re a creature of wild passion.” Queen Harjot got up too and walked to the other guard, removing her bottom and panty while walking as her top stayed on.

She turned around when she reached the guard and stood in a doggy position. The guard then rammed his hard dick into her. Lakshmi, meanwhile knelt down and started sucking the guard’s cock. The guard pushed her pallu away and watched in awe as she sucked his cock, her deep blouse revealing half of her breasts.

Lakshmi looked up and understood his gaze. She removed her blouse and threw it away. The guard’s eyes shone at her lovely big breasts. He held her shoulder tightly and pulled her up, his dick popped out of her mouth as she came up. As she stood, the guard firmly squeezed and cupped both her breasts, pressed and nudged it till he was satisfied. While he was at it, Lakshmi drowned her face on his shoulder and neck, raining him with kisses.

Once he was satisfied, he pushed her back down. This time, Lakshmi didn’t suck his cock. Instead, she sandwiched his cock between her breasts and stroked it back and forth. The guard was literally paralyzed, cumming all over her face in no time.

Harjot was moaning loudly as her pussy was banged by a big hard cock. The sheer girth of the guard’s cock was stretching her pussy and she was shrieking in pleasure. All the while, the guard was trying to reach her breasts and squeeze them while he had her.

So Harjot adjusted her position a bit to allow this. But her chudidar top wouldn’t allow her breasts to come out. While banging her, the guard pulled her top over her hands and she helped it out. He unclasped her bra in one shot and threw it away. Her moans now grew louder as with every thrust into her body, he was pressing her breasts hard. He in fact gripped her by her breasts and moved her back and forth. He was tearing her hole apart and she was grunting rhythmically with every thrust into her body.

After the boobjob, Lakshmi walked to her daughter. They had shifted to the large sofa. Sruthi was sucking Kunal’s cock as her father was banging her hole behind. “Paapa…paapaaa…paaapaaa” she was crying out in ecstasy all the while giving Kunal a lovely blowjob. By that time the guard was finished and came in Harjot. She joined them too and the action at the sofa left them wanting more. “Let’s go to our room”, she tapped Surya on the back. Surya noticed the condition of both his queens. “Right, let’s go”, he said. He left Sruthi there and walked back with his queens. “Papaaaaa”, Sruthi yelled angrily “finish it.” “You have your love to take care of you, honey. I have my loves”, he said, pointing to his wives and they left.

—–X—–

The market of Mantrapura was crowded. During late evenings, people of Mantrapura gathered at the market to buy things, meet people, have casual talk and fun. Today was no different. As a man was buying watermelon, he noticed, at a distance, a few Adivasis. It was not rare for the Adivasis to venture into the city. But today wasn’t like before. A set of 8 Adivasis, 4 women and 4 men, the noble Adivasi family were walking to the market, naked. All along, they used to wear clothes when in the city so today’s sight was a pleasant one for the men and women of Mantrapura. “Oh my God, look at Raghuveer’s cock!”, one of the girls said to her sister who was already ogling at his naked body. As they entered the marketplace, a few greeted Ananya, the Adivasi prince and her brother Raghuveer. All the while, not a soul could keep their eyes off their nude bodies.

Very soon, the marketplace grew tensed. The Adivasis were moving around nude, laughing, chatting with the people, looking at shops. The other men and women felt dents and wetness in their undies. A woman couldn’t handle it. She backed her body up against Rohit, one of the Adivasi men, and rubbed her ass against his big cock. They didn’t know how, but the Adivasis had huge cocks with splendid girth which got the women drooling. Looking at the woman, a man got brave and rubbed his dented pant against Ananya’s shaped ass.

It was not every day that a gorgeous woman in a saree rubbed her ass against Rohit’s cock. Naturally, Rohit’s dick hardened. For the woman, it was pure bliss as it only got bigger. The feel of his hardness on her clothed ass made her drip wet. She stopped, turned to him, knelt down and began sucking Rohit’s hard cock. “Is this how you respect a man who made you horny?” her husband asked her.

Saying so, he ripped the saree off her body. “Give him the respect he deserves”, he told her. “Never blow a man with your clothes on.” The sight of her saree uncovered till her waist and her half naked boobs rising and falling within her blouse made Rohit crazier. His cock began throbbing. She gladly put it into her mouth as soon as possible and continued sucking it. “Can you remove that too?” he asked the husband, pointing to the blouse. The husband bent down and took her blouse off and her breasts were jiggling as she moved back and forth to suck his gigantic cock. Rohit held her head and thrusted it in and out of his dick in a mad fervour, deep throating her.

The act there got the rest of the crowd going. Ananya was on the slab of a shop, legs spread open as men took turns to lick her. The man who stuck his pant to her ass was given exclusive access to the top of her body. He was on the other side of the slab, sometimes squeezing her breasts, sometimes sucking and biting them, sometimes kissing her lips. Her tiger hip chain sat neatly below her belly button. Her hips were not only flat, they were toned. She was a strong woman with toned abs. Right now, the man was gently sucking and snogging Ananya’s lower lip, thereby ensuring all her moans would be into his mouth as they kiss. She was holding him by the hair and literally screaming into his lips. She was no less than a tigress.

Raghuveer had a chiselled body, he was one of the strongest in the Adivasis. He was having a busy night as young girls thronged to touch him. No part of his body was spared as women touched, felt, kissed and bit every muscle they could get. And most of them were clothed, they didn’t even bother to remove their clothes to please him. People were taking turns in sucking his cock and licking his balls. With his brute strength, he tore the clothes of a few girls and squeezed their boobs, taking his outburst of pleasure out on them.

—–X—–

At the mansion of the Jayas, Pradeep, the Jaya prince was having an argument with his mother. “Mom, everyone is doing things to please the people and we’re sitting ducks. His mom, Aditi, nodded. “But our power is weakened, son. We don’t have such a great support, there is nothing we can do about it.” Pradeep hit back, “Mom, we should consider reuniting with the Vijayas. You should put your egos aside…” His mom immediately cut him off. “The Jayas and Vijayas shall never reunite. Dejected, Pradeep went into his room and made a call to a girl in America. “Vaishu, my mom has once again rebutted my proposal of the Jayas and Vijayas reuniting.” On the other end of the phone was Vaishali, the Vijaya princess, studying in America. “I’ll come there in 2 days. We’ll sort it out together.” Pradeep and Vaishali proclaimed their love for another on the phone and went on talking, just one of their daily converstaions.

—–X—–

Back in the palace, Sruthi got off the sofa and adjusted her skirt. “Let’s go to our room”, she told Kunal and both of them walked to their room. As they were stepping out of the family hall, one of the guards knelt down to kiss her belly button.

As he did, he noticed drops of her cum over her thighs. The guard rubbed his hands over her thighs, getting a major portion of her cum on his hands and took a deep sniff. Looking at the guard do that made Sruthi wetter and she hurried to her chamber along with Kunal. The moment they entered, Sruthi closed the door and kissed Kunal like a wild bitch. Kunal removed her skirt and cupped her ass tightly rubbing his hard cock over her wet, dripping pussy. He pushed her to the bed, took her top off and caressed her breasts. He sucked her breasts and licked her nipples, sending Sruthi into a world of joy. “Enough of this foreplay, fuck me”, she told him. Kunal obeyed.

Sruthi spread her legs wide, an intense look on her face, locking eyes with him and biting her own lips. Kunal entered her and started ramming into her. Sruthi’s breasts dangled with every stroke and she was moaning her lungs out. Before she realized, Kunal came into her, his cock went limp and he crashed on her body. Sruthi frowned. “You can never finish”, she complained. “We’ve been doing it for years and you cum in no time.” She kept a sad face. “Sorry honey, you know my health issue. Get a guard”, he replied.

Sruthi wore her top, exactly the same way like before and left her bottom naked. She went out of her room, looking for guard to fuck her for the night. This was a usual affair in the palace. Every night, after she would be done with the Prince, she would pick a guard to fuck her. The guards rearranged to night shifts to fuck her. Now, an array of guards watched in admiration as the half-naked princess walked down. She looked at the excitement in their faces, she had to choose one. Today, she knew what she wanted. She went straight to the hall where the guard sniffed her cum earlier. He was still there. Her eyes said it all. She wanted him tonight.

The guard was bustling with joy and came near her. She turned and walked back and the guard followed her all the way to her room. As soon as they entered the room Sruthi closed the door. The guard almost leapt on her, showering her with kisses. Sruthi was in no mood for all this. She stopped him, knelt on the bed in a doggy style facing Kunal who was watching from the sofa. The guard got the hint.

He slid his cock into her waiting, wet hole as Sruthi let a gentle moan escape her lips. He held her by the waist and banged his cock in and out of her pussy really hard. Sruthi was enjoying this treatment from the guard and that was reflected by her cum. With every stroke, Sruthi was freely cumming and her hole was sliding in to the guard’s cock without any effort. Her fair face had gone pink and she was biting her own lips, holding a pillow for support.

Suddenly, she noticed something. Kunal was getting hard looking at them. How much ever sex-crazed she was, she longed for Kunal’s cock but he could very rarely satisfy her. But she loved him to bits and he meant more to her than anyone.

The guard was still going hard at her when Sruthi realized her position was doing the trick. As she was being fucked like a bitch, she was facing Kunal. Every stroke pushed her breasts back and forth. She was still wearing her loose red blouse which showed everything except her nipples. Her breasts were begging to be set free and the sight of her almost uncovered breasts dancing in the air combined with her moans and an expression of sheer joy on her face got Kunal hard again.

She understood his position and did more to please him. She started moving her breasts more and locked her eyes to Kunal’s. She let her mouth open and her loose hair by the side, covering a bit of her breasts. With every stroke forward, her breasts would come out through her hair. The prince was loving this and every passing second, his cock was throbbing. She made up her mind to finish the guard. She moved her hands to the guard’s hands, held them and placed them on her breasts. The guard squeezed them with mad conviction. He now had no grip on her. It was Sruthi’s game.

She began moving her own pussy in and out of his cock and flung herself up as the guard’s hands were pulping her breasts. In a sudden and swift motion, with his cock inside her, instead of stroking out, she rubbed his cock against the inner walls of her pussy. The guard’s grip on her tightened as he felt instant goosebumps and a chill. She then rammed her pussy into him with his cock locked to the side walls. The guard came in no time, shooting all her load inside her and collapsed in her body. “Give me 5 more minutes, your highness, I’ll get hard again and please you”, he told her. “We’ll see that later. Go back to your duty now”, she told him and sent the guard off.

Sruthi then positioned herself on Kunal’s hard dick with her back facing him. She knew that if she showed him her breasts, he would not last long. Kunal untied her blouse and threw it away. She rode on top of him, letting Kunal play with her boobs. “Oh baby, please turn around, let me see them”, he was pleading. She went on riding him, inflaming his desire. Kunal had had enough of this. He lifted her, turned her around and entered her again. This time, she was riding him harder as he dug his face into her lovely bouncing breasts, sucking them. Her moans filled the room combined with Kunal’s grunting. In an intense moment, Kunal carried her to the bed and threw her down on it. He then entered her in missionary position and continued to bang her.

Sruthi realized Kunal was about to climax. She delayed it by holding him down tightly, keeping his cock inside her for a longer duration. Kunal’s body was already shivering and she braced herself for the impact. In seconds, a fresh shot of hot cum had filled her insides and Kunal bit Sruthi’s lips in wild love. They shared a long kiss on the bed and finally, Kunal lay down, tired and done. “That’s one of your longest”, she commented. He looked at her lovingly. “I know you finished the guard soon to fuck me again. I was determined to give you more.” Saying so, they kissed again. “I know you are not done yet”, he told her. “Go, take the guard.” She caressed Kunal’s cheeks. He knew her inside out. He knew she did not climax. Sruthi could have sex for hours and not be happy. He gave her one long kiss of love and went to sleep as Sruthi walked out in search of the guard.

As she went down, she noticed that the guards were not there. But she could hear some sounds from the hall area. So she walked to the family hall. All the in palace guards were stationed there, listening to the story of the guard who had just fucked her. The moment Sruthi came, everyone rose. The guard in the front came forward and kissed her belly button, admiring her naked body. “Yuvrani Sruthi ku Jai Ho”, he said. The other guards’ eyes were glued to her nude body. “Is he the only guard who wants to pay respects to me?”, she asked. The guards snapped out of their trance.

One by one, 52 guards came and kissed her belly button. Sruthi started dripping again and drops of cum were running down her thigh. “You”, she pointed to Ravi, the guard who fucked her a while back, “strip.” The guard removed his clothes. His hard cock was freed and standing erect. Sruthi was pleased. “I’m impressed. That is how you should respect your princess.” She pointed to his dick. She then went ahead to the hall and all the guards followed her.

She pushed Ravi on the sofa, got on top of him and started riding his cock. The guards mobbed around them, naked, some masturbating, everyone hard. Occasionally, she would lean on him, giving him the privilege to kiss her smooth lips. “Princess, you are making us very hard.

We want to honour you with our cum.” Said a guard. She blushed. She stopped riding Ravi, lay down on the sofa and made Ravi fuck her in missionary. She pulled the guard forward and sucked his cock till he came in her mouth. Looking at this, the other guards came forward to honour her. “I can’t suck all of you now. Cum on any part of my body you like.” All this was driving Ravi mad and he started banging her like a mad dog. The intense speed and hardness surprised Sruthi and she was moaning louder. One hour into the night, men had came on her and Ravi gave her the fuck he promised her. She climaxed on the sofa and went to sleep right there, beside the guard Ravi. This was why working in the Rajpal palace was considered an honour. Ravi was thanking his stars as he went to sleep hugging his beautiful princess and nibbling at her breasts.

—–X—–

Rohit was finished and shot his entire load on her breasts. “Thank you, my lady”, he lifted her up and kissed her. “Promise me that as soon as the Vasanth festival gets over, you’ll fuck me”, she said. “I can fuck you even tonight. The Vasanth festival’s ritual is a choice. I don’t follow the ritual”, he told her. She looked at her husband who was enjoying her act of making out with this rusty man from the forest. “I want my husband to be safe. I believe in the ritual.

As soon as it is over, I’ll spread my legs for you till I faint of your huge cock’s presence in my hole.” Rohit was surprised at how the woman wanted him. “If you marry me, I’ll fuck you every day till you drop dead”, he said, caressing her cheeks and kissing her affectionately. She blushed and kissed him back. “Let’s marry after the ritual is over. And remember, you own me as much as my first husband does, not more.” Her husband came forward and hugged her from behind, kissing her neck as she was locking lips with Rohit. She turned around and gave a long deep kiss to her husband and Rohit was left nibbling on her bare shoulders.

Ananya had taken all she could, her capacity was done. She looked around. The others in her tribe seemed done too, tired and drained. As she was sitting on the slab of the shop, she sent everyone back except the man who she was kissing. This man was now running his lips over a deep cut mark on her back. “How did you get hurt, my highness?” he asked her. She turned around, kissed him on the lips again and spoke into his mouth, “A lion did that to me. It almost killed me when my brother took it down from a distance.”

She was kissing him with soft passion. “You’re a brave man. Will you come to the Adivasi family?” she asked him. “Uh, your highness, I’m not suited…” she shut him up with a kiss. “We’ll teach you. Not everyone has the courage to stick up their dick to my ass. They fear me.” The man retorted, “My highness, everyone’s doing their bit to keep us all happy. If you weren’t wanting this, you would come clothed. But no, all of you came naked. I knew it was a plan to keep us happy. So, I took the initiative.” Ananya looked happier. “You’re not just a brave man, you are an intelligent man. I want you to be the Adivasi minister…and my husband. Will you come with us?” she asked him.

Despite her strength and rough ways, she looked angelic. “Will you put your son in this tigress’ womb? Will you be the brains of my Adivasi tribe? Will you make love to me every day, like you did to me tonight?” The man was smiling. “I’d be honoured, your highness. But there is something I want to tell you. I am the son of the Mangals. You know our family, only women are treated well.

They look down upon us boys, so no one here recognizes me. But, I’m the Mangal prince, Guru. Although no such thing exists, I am.” Ananya hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear. “If we take the throne of Mantrapura, I’ll be queen and you’ll be King. And stop calling me ‘your highness’. Call me whatever you want, I’m your wife.” Saying so, Ananya declared to the crowd that she would marry Guru at a grand Gala in the forest. The crowd cheered her decision. Guru grew up with Mangal women who thought men as inferior and only meant to fill their wombs with semen. He loved how Ananya treated her. That very moment, he broke all ties to his old family and stripped naked. He had become one of the Adivasis. The couple had a long naked lip lock in the market before leaving to the forest.

—–X—–

While the guards of the palace were busy engaging their princess, they had not noticed that a guard had changed duties. Someone had suddenly swapped with a guard in the night and took over his duties. The whole kingdom knew about Sruthi’s burning desire. The guards of the kingdom, therefore, took duties, some at the gate, some in the city, some in the palace. They would swap duties often to give everyone a chance. The king knew of this practice but had no problem as long as they did their duty well. But this one lapse had gone unnoticed. Would it have an effect on the Rajpal rule over Mantrapura? Only time would tell…TO BE CONTINUED

Author’s note: I got an overwhelming response for the first episode. Thanks to all readers. I’ve done my best to keep the series up. Please comment if you liked the story. Contact me at [email protected] for further suggestions and queries. The continuation of this series will be based on the response I get. Hope I made you all hard and wet.

Lots of love,
Rita Mishra.