Playful Ing (bisexual)

Playful King (Bisexual)

Chapter 1

Elin's whole body crumbles when he hears that the kingdom is having another live meeting, he's in the middle of a lustful time period and he's not sure he can maintain his usual cool expression.

He protested to Foreign Secretary Rufus, "You're bullying! You know what I mean? It's time for me to have sex, and I urge you to bring in a man with a cock longer than eighteen centimeters who can have sex for more than two quarters of an hour, and your king's pussy is itching and itching and itching and it's coming out and I'm sure you can smell it because the smell is so strong, and I'm sure that my maids, my guards can smell it, and they know how much I need to be having sex at this very moment, so why can't you understand that? "

Rufus held the gold rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with a cold look on his face, his voice was its usual cold and unfeeling self, "The meeting starts in thirty minutes, the conference room is already set up, I'm sure you can do it, you have to be able to! I'll be right here waiting for you, so please go and freshen up right away so that the nation's subjects can see you at your most reassuring."

Elin looked at Rufus this kind of oil and salt appearance, simply headache through, God knows he has long wanted to dismiss this iceberg man in front of him, if not his father's damn last words words. Said what Rufus is the pillar of this country, must keep him to assist his own, do not think about what he does not want to assist, he just want to be carefree like when he was a prince period, reckless sex, with all kinds of men to have sex, rather than like now, countless meetings need to be added to him, obviously he went to just when a statue can not say two words only.

Elin frowned as he went to change but refused to put his pants on, he'd grown a female pussy on a woman, it was such a thing that it gave him a taste of pleasure and, of course, sometimes gave him a headache.

The place was empty the day he didn't get rubbed by a man's hot cock, and it itched like there were bugs gnawing inside, making it hard for him to sit still and sleep. And it just so happened that he was in such a state right now, and he had to go to some damn live meeting in thirty minutes.

What was being discussed at the meeting was completely lost on him, all that was on his mind was men's cocks, men's big, thick, long, thick, long cocks, oh, he was going crazy.

Bree, the maid, was tending to his short, flaxen hair, which was naturally a bit curly and had to be held in place with hairspray and then brushed back into a style, before putting on his glasses and a fake mustache.

After dressing up like this, directly elevating Elin from his early twenties to his forties, Rufus, however, didn't think it was rigorous enough, and said coldly from the sidelines, "A more mature pair of spectacles for our esteemed king, well, these black-framed ones will do nicely."

Elin watched numbly as the ugly-as-hell glasses were perched on the bridge of his nose, and the other maid told him to stand up and proceeded to straighten out his clothes. The clothes the king had to wear were cumbersome as hell and stranglingly tight, hiding his proudest pair of tit-flesh straight away. The king's need to wear a bib skirt to enclose his lower body completely was a fulfillment of his reluctance to wear pants.

With everything sorted out, Rufus' cold scowl swept toward him and finally nodded, but Elin refused to go and stood still, "Bring me my guards."

Rufus frowned and acted as if he couldn't read his mind, "Which guards? There is no need to bring guards to a live meeting, my dear king, it is perfectly safe there, I assure you."

Elin sneered, "Rufus, you know what I mean, it's a live meeting today, and if you don't oblige me, I don't mind screwing up the meeting and showing my true colors in front of my subjects, I can do it, you know I can."

Rufus looked at him fixedly, his expression cold, not at all about to compromise.

Elin didn't want to admit defeat so quickly, he was sticking his neck out to fight to the end, it was a matter of his dignity and, well, he did have an itch right now.

The two just stared at each other for a moment before Elin bit her lip, "If you don't say yes, perhaps, today, you could also lie to my people and say that I am once again too sick to attend the meeting and people wouldn't have a problem with that, would they?"

Rufus wouldn't be standing here talking shit to him if he could, he rubbed his throbbing forehead and his tone slackened, "Which squire do you want to take?"

Elin flashed a triumphant smile, "The one with the longest tongue."

Haru Kingdom's live meeting was held normally, every town in the country had a huge display screen, their people could gather in the open space in front of the display screen, bring their own chairs, chatting with melon seeds while looking at the screen, and their respected king appeared on the screen from time to time, wearing meticulous clothes, showing a strict look, listening carefully to the foreign minister's speech, and making "hmm" sounds in his throat when he was mesmerized. Their honorable king appeared on the screen from time to time, wearing meticulous clothes, showing a strict look, listening carefully to the foreign minister's speech, and when he was mesmerized, the sound of "hmmm" came out of his throat.

Such a sight put their hearts at ease and made them smile pleasantly, praising once again that their king was exactly the kind of man one would find reliable and dignified.

The people would probably even drop their eyes if they knew the truth.

Elin was naturally seated in the plush chair at the top of the large conference table, the heavy table only revealing the upper half of his body, and he was kneeling between his legs with a tall man with a long tongue that was currently licking and flicking the top of his exposed rod.

Oh, that's great!

If he could, Elin would really like to let out a lustful scream, to show everyone what he really looks like, to let everyone know how slutty he is, how slutty and horny his pussy is, and how much his asshole craves the caress of a really big male rod.

The hooded skirt had been lifted to reveal his bare bottom, Elin's rod was the color of a virgin's pink, of course, the thing hadn't been used for his true utility yet except to be licked by a man's mouth, and although he had a queen, he only wanted to be taken by someone else's cock into his own slutty pussy, and to be told to fuck a woman's cunt was something that would make him gag.

At the moment his long-tongued guard was licking his rod, his fat tongue had licked his rod so wet that even the juice from his horse's eye was sucked clean without letting go. Though the rod was comfortable being sucked, the king was most hungry for his dripping pussy, and he reached down and squeezed the squire's head, and peeled his own pussy open again, signaling for him to lick and fondle it.

The Squire received his instructions and opened his mouth to take in his labia, oh, the King's labia were so fat, to the extent that they were directly visible even with his legs together, the color was the most beautiful rosebud, and it was covered in nerves that would give him pleasure, so at the moment the Squire sucked on them hard, and Elin couldn't help but let out another soft whimper.

Rufus looked at him, his eyes had taken on a bit of warning, yet his tone was still cold, "Do you think my statement is appropriate, Lord King?"

Hell, Elin hadn't even heard what he was babbling about earlier and naturally couldn't comment. He held back the pleasure of having his pussy licked, a smile of passable elegance coming to his face, "I think you're quite right, my dear Rufus, please continue."

Rufus propped up his glasses and resumed his long-winded rant about the future of the kingdom, while their foreign country continued to sneak in the pleasurable thrill of having their bodies licked and fingered.

That tongue was licking and fingering Elin's swollen nub, which was as big as a peanut grain, and being licked by the tongue was so pleasurable that he continuously squirted clear slutty juices, all of which shot out onto the squire's chin. The guard sealed his mouth around his pussy and sucked the juices from it in a big gulp before swallowing them down.

Wow, it really is so cozy.

Elin wanted to scream with pleasure, but could only continue to put on a stoic expression in front of the camera, while his cheeks flushed uncontrollably, which attentive subjects noticed through the zoomed-in screen and whispered, "The king isn't supposed to be sick, is he?"

"Oh, my honored king, has he dragged his uncomfortable body to add to the meeting?"

"That's pretty dedicated......"

Elin couldn't hear the compliments, his eyes were misty under his ugly black-rimmed glasses, obsidian orbs saturated with lust, and by the time that tongue probed into his fleshy pussy, his whole body convulsed slightly.

Oh, it's really so good. How in the world can it be so good?

The soft tongue like a snake burrowed into his flesh, licking all the hungry and itchy lusty flesh inside with a good soothing lick, this guard's tongue was long, and it was especially comfortable to penetrate where it could, and it was already comparable to a medium sized meat stick.Elin spread his legs wide, and couldn't help but to push his waist up, catering to the licking and fondling of the guard.

The thrusting motion that mimicked sexual intercourse in general made him moan out in comfort, and this weird moan of his happened to be heard, and now not only the live camera, but also the eyes of all the ministers were projected over, looking at their honored king with suspicion.

Rufus pursed his lips and held up his glasses out of habit, "My dear King, do you have a better opinion?" Said eyes stared at him like sharp blades, filled with warning.

Elin was going to fly off the handle, all he could think about was this tongue in his pussy, so how could he think about an opinion? He shook his head and tried to put on a serious face, "I have no opinion."

Rufus knew it was the King's push that was itching to be heard, and he had to abbreviate part of what he was going to say, and then let the group make their own comments.

The meeting got a little noisier and Elin was slightly relieved, looking down at the image of the handsome squire licking his pussy and shivering with excitement. The squire grinned at him, his tongue crushing hard on his slutty spot, and Elin bit his lip as his nasty rod was licked by the squire, spewing out a thick stream of cum, all spilling out onto the symbolically serious meeting place, and unabashedly spewing out gush after gush of lewdness, beating the carpet soaking wet.

Chapter 2

Elin was always relieved when the live session ended. He'd cum twice and had a blowjob from the guards licking him, even his slutty asshole, and his body still wasn't satisfied enough. His limp legs were helped back to the palace by the guards, in a position that happened to be swept up by the cameras, reinforcing the conviction of the subjects that their king was genuinely uncomfortable.

Oh, look at him, he needs to be held up to walk, how much is he suffering?

The subjects talked and worried about the king's health and praised him for his dedication, and for the next few days the people were caught up in the act of praying for the king.

Elin entered his palace before the whole thing loosened up, he tried to undo the clothes that bound his breast flesh, but there were so many straps that he fumbled with them for half a day before he could get the complicated garment off.

"Damn it, who the hell invented crappy clothes." Elin's took off his glasses and ripped off his fake mustache, his whole person reverted back to his boyish appearance as he pouted and looked upset.

Bree had just returned from outside and saw him and rushed over to help him remove his clothes, "Oh my lord, I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it, it's not your job to do it, look at it, it's all wrinkled, Lord Rufus is going to scold me again". She carefully removed the "national treasure" of the Haru Kingdom, handed down from generation to generation, from the King's lamb's clothing, and solemnly folded it into the King's closet, and prepared His Majesty's favorite outfit.

Elin wasn't happy at all, "RufusRufus, it's always Rufus, I'm the king, why are you all more afraid of him than you are of me?" His body was not bound by clothes, his whole body was exposed, Elin did not grow tall, this might be the genetics of Haru Kingdom's royal family, after all, his obnoxious father was half a head shorter than him, but the other males in the royal family didn't grow a pair of breasts flesh as big as his, round and erect, the two of them were next to each other, even if they didn't squeeze them, the center outlined a tempting Even without squeezing them, there was a tantalizing gap in the middle that seemed to allow even half of an adult's hand to fit in. His waist was also very thin and soft, Elin had purposely trained to ensure that he could enjoy the pleasure of more positions during sex, he had insisted on exercising every day.

Such a workout also brought another benefit, that is, his buttocks were very erect, his buttock flesh was soft and elastic, his legs were not too long, but they were straight, and he deliberately took care of them, a pair of legs were white and tender, there was not even a single hair on them, and they were bare enough to be comparable to the legs of a real woman.

Elin is most satisfied is between his legs, the meat stick was oral sex when he was comfortable, but the most comfortable or the bottom of the two kinky pussy, his meat pussy is the most colorful scarlet, in fact, two years ago was still pink-white it, these two years after the constant napping of the big cock, the color gradually become darker and darker, and also let Elin some concern, if it becomes purple-black that would be too sad, so he He's still rubbing his pussy every night.

His Majesty is not only a beautiful slut, but even his asshole in the back is very attractive, red and tightly wrinkled, and it automatically secretes water when he's in the mood, making his beloved cock go in and out more smoothly.

Oh, and in short Elin's body is perfect for sex, he's ostensibly the serious and austere king of Haru Kingdom, in fact he bets there's probably no sluttier person in the country, and if it were possible he'd rather be a proper whore, giving all sorts of cocks a nappy and letting all of their filthy bodily fluids shoot into every one of his holes, instead of wearing make-up to be the look that his countrymen are expecting to look like a puppet on a screen with strings.

Bree wanted to come and dress the king, but Elin was naked and headed in the direction of the bath, "I don't want to dress, tell the guards to bring me the man I want, I don't want to put up with this for a moment, well, it itches all over my body."

Bree hurriedly took a mask and caught up with him, "Oh my honorable Highness, you should at least wear a mask to cover your honorable face, otherwise it could cause a storm up and down the country if anyone knew."

Elin stood his ground and reluctantly allowed Bree to put the luxurious, jewel-encrusted mask on his face, covering the top half of his face and revealing only his obsidian eyes and plump lips and beautifully shaped jaw. Once it was on, he couldn't wait to get to his favorite part of the palace.

There were several baths in the palace, the one Elin used was undoubtedly the largest and most luxurious, the bath was plastered with bright white shell veined marble, the hot water here had to be changed twice a day because their majesty, the king, was extremely protective of his body and had to wash himself twice a day, although there was more than enough water here for a hundred people to bathe in, he was the head of the country, so there was nothing to be faulted for a little bit of extravagance.

At the moment, the heat in the bath was heavy, and the water was covered with a layer of fiery red rose petals, which had been picked from the garden by the maid in the early morning, and there were still dewdrops on the petals when they were taken off. Roses wafted a fresh scent, Elin did not like the smell, or rather than the scent of flowers, he preferred the smell of a strong man's body, as well as the foul smell of semen.

Well, it's a delicacy of the world. It's Elin's favorite food.

Elin soaked his body in the hot water, it was a little hot, just enough to seem to take the exhaustion out of his entire body, so comfortable that he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. His retainer Mykki was rubbing essential oils on him, Mykki was a companion who had grown up with him and was three years younger than him, he had been a pariah and had been left by the side of the dusty road when he was six years old, Elin had gone to visit his aunt and was riding in a carriage that just happened to be passing by, he had seen Mykki collapsed by the side of the road, so he had picked him up and made him his retainer.

Mykki was very tall, with narrow eyes and dark, shiny hair, and a more oriental silhouette. He was a conservative man, and Elin's guards wore rather revealing garments, with bare arms and waists, and even a large, firm chest, all of which was exposed, for their High King was a lover of the male sex.

But Mykki was different, even from his neck to his toes, all but his fingers were wrapped tightly. His fingers were long and slender, his complexion a little on the yellowish side, and at the moment he had poured some essential oil on his palm and rubbed it meticulously onto Elin's milky skin again, with not too much force.

"Well, it's so comfortable...... "Elin half closed his eyes, his arms spread out on the edge of the bath, the wide space made him feel good, his guard dutifully applied essential oils and massaged him, Elin looked at the man's slightly serious demeanor and was a bit disgruntled, "You're with me, not Rufus, how come you've picked up his stinky ways and always have a cold face. Oh my God, mentioning him really pisses me off, where is the man I want? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Mykki continued to massage him, from his shoulders to his back to his soft buttocks, the loyal squire's entire body submerged in the hot water, his eyes tracing back and forth over the king's tantalizing skin while his eyes were deep and dark, seeming to hide a lot of things, and then seeming to hide nothing at all.

Elin was drowsy from his pressure, and by the time the man's fingers massaged his tailbone, the still-worn libido bubbled up in a raging fury that burned his mouth dry, and Elin was almost fuming before one of the guards walked in with an unfamiliar man wearing only a pair of underwear.

Elin looked at the man, a man with a strong physique, his favorite pecs and abs, long strong legs, and covered in thick body hair. The guards had put blindfolds over his eyes, but the features that were revealed were to Elin's liking.

Those thick lips were good kissers and pussy lickers at first glance.

The slutty king was suddenly tingling all over, his eyes fixed on the man's crotch, where there was no erection, but it bulged out in a good-sized packet, and at a glance the cock was very thick and long.

"Oh, awesome job." Elin licked her lips hungrily and stood up from the bath, dripping wet down her body, "Take him to the waterbed and, uh, back off guys."

Mykki was going to come and put a towel around him, stopped by Elin, whose eyes were filled with nothing but the burly man at the moment, "That's good, Mykki, you go out first too."

Mykki lowered her eyes and retreated without a word.

The burly man was brought to the waterbed, he couldn't see anything because his eyes were blindfolded, yet he didn't feel the slightest bit nervous.Elin took a step towards him, the man smelled of a strong male body odor, it didn't stink, but was very attractive, making Elin think that it smelled much better than the essential oils she had just used.