writingsofwesteros

Thankfully, it seemed the servants that surrounded Cersei had finally scattered and she was able to breathe. Her skin crawled at the idea of being around the rats of the court for a moment longer. What she had done to anger the Gods so much for them to surround her with these people; the Queen Mother truly did not know. If her thoughts were not so crowded in her mind, Cersei would have realised earlier on that she had wandered into an already used space. The soft whines and moans becoming more obvious had her attention. Another whore, she thought to herself and for some reason only the Gods would know - she continued to walk towards the sounds.

The obscene, familiar sounds of bodies slapping against each other greeted Cersei as she stepped closer; hidden from view by a crumbling wall. It was no surprise to the Queen mother that the girl before her was completely bare; the silk of her dress on a pile at her feet as the man remained mostly dressed. The shirt of the man was half unbuttoned as if in haste as his pants were only pushed down far enough for his arse to be on display. “Please…ple-oh, ah,” the whines began to escape the woman as her face nuzzled into the man’s neck. There was a hint of familiarity in the voice that had Cersei stepping as close as she possibly could.

“Shh, be a good girl now,” that voice. Cersei thought, she’d heard it all her life even if those words had never been directed to her. Her father was fucking a whore? Her eyes widened at the thought whilst they never strayed from the erotic sight before her. The younger girl’s legs wrapped around her father’s waist now as he pressed her against the wall. The new position must have pushed her father’s cock deeper as the girl only squealed and Cersei could see her toes curling. She hated the warmth spreading over her body as her lips parted. The queen mother had to swallow as she nearly began to drool at the whorish sounds echoing. She had never made such noises herself, even with Jaime.

“Please…daddy, please…” She had known women to say such in the bed before but as the girl’s head fell back; Cersei could only thank the Gods she had some mind left as she clasped her hand over her mouth to keep her own gasp from escaping. The sight of her younger sister falling apart on their father’s cock was enough to cause her to feel faint. This time Cersei couldn’t stop the gulp threatening to escape her as she watched the act quicken. Her sweet sister’s ample breasts bounced with each thrust as Tywin groaned out. “Still so tight.” He muttered as he pressed deeper; his throbbing cock coated in her slickness as his balls slapped against her again and again.

“Even after all those pups I put in you,” Cersei’s eyes were nearly blown at those words. The hypocrisy of her father when her children were involved and he was breeding his youngest. A spike of jealousy raced through her spine as she only continued to watch. Her sister falling apart before her was quite entertaining. And if her own thighs were rubbing together beneath her dress, well, Cersei would never admit to that. “Please..I can’t…its too much,” her sweet, pretty words escaped her as she clung to Tywin; her eyes rolled as her pants of pleasure echoed against the walls. Each thrust of his cock had her hiccuping. 

Cersei watched as the younger girl thrashed in their father’s hold. The Lord only hummed as he ignored her words and quickened his pace. He fucked her through her climax as she squirted around his cock; her sweet, gummy walls milking him as he pressed deep and hard - over and over again. Tywin slammed harder; his grip on her hips tightening enough to cause bruises he was sure of it but in that moment he held no care for such consequences. “Fuck, that’s it..that’s it kitten.” The nickname fell from his lips as Cersei stared on; her hand, finding her already wet pussy between her own thighs.

Her fingers dipped inside just as she watched the couple in front of her kiss; her father’s tongue dipping in as he began to feast upon her sister. The younger girl’s hands reached for the back of his neck as she completely melted for him. His hips only continued to rock; the stamina he had was quite shocking for Cersei. Her younger sister’s legs locked around his waist; pulling him closer - deeper. Her face was completely screwed up in pleasure and Cersei had only seen whores looking so fucked. Her sister’s lips were parting; tongue falling out before her father leaned in and began to suck on it.

Their kiss turned passionate and sloppy as Cersei could only watch on with her own growing arousal. Her sweet sister’s moans were muffled as the queen mother bit into her own palm to keep her whines escaping her. Her fingers pushed deep and quick as her palm pressed against her clit with each thrust. “Your husband is too drunk to realise the seed dripping from you is not his,” Tywin began to taunt; his cock throbbing in her warmth as he pressed deeper. She squealed his name as his fat, mushroom head pressed against her spongy spot again and again. Each thrust caused her to squirt.