Once upon a time there lived a good and handsome King. He lived in a land so beautiful and rich that all the villagers rejoiced at his name. He was strong and mighty and powerful and all other kingdoms paled in comparison to his. He had many, many things to be thankful for and King Ronald was very grateful, however, one thing brought a great deal of sadness to the good King. Although, he had many, many daughters, eight beautiful princesses to love and spoil, he had no son.
Without an heir, his kingdom would pass to the next in line, which happened to be his miserable prick of a brother. Prince Neville was evil from the tips of his eyebrows to the bottom of his perfect pink toes. Prince Neville was equally handsome, but he disliked almost everyone. He hated the villagers and was well known for his disgusting habits of raiding nearby villages and raping the lonely widows and virgins. He was also known for being very stingy and mean to his own household and family. Prince Neville was blessed with eight equally mean little bastards. His sons routinely bothered and harassed King Ronald's daughters and due to very underhanded circumstances, he was unable to stop the marriage of two of his daughters to Prince Neville's sons, Devlin and Dominic.
Most of you reading this will probably remark that good King Ronald should just fill his good Queen's belly, but alas, Queen Jenna was unable to conceive. So then, the lovely, blonde vixen decided that she should start pursuing the vast array of pleasures in life, namely, other men's cocks. Queen Jenna was a horny slut and all the men of the village loved her, often, while the wives simply smiled and looked away.
However, you really shouldn't feel sorry for King Ronald, for although seven of his daughters had been married off to wealthy, handsome grooms, he still had his youngest daughter, his prettiest flower, his little April. Of course, he also had the very nice services of his passionate mistress Lady Lovelace as well. So, other than this extremely troubling problem of having no son, King Ronald was actually quite content.
However, one day, good King Ronald's advisor, Sir Randy came to the King to tell him the news that his daughter Patriqa. Patriqa, his eldest daughter had given birth to a healthy, cute baby boy. This ordinarily would have been delightful news; however, the father's child was his nephew Devlin, Neville's son! The good King felt helpless against the likelihood of his lands falling into his brother's hands.
King Ron worried and worried and worried some more. He looked at his situation from all the angles, but the fact remained that his lands and title could only be passed on to a MALE from his bloodline. Up until this point, the good King was simply relieved that none of Neville's schemes to kill him had ever actually worked. It now seemed, however, that he would have find a solution and quick.
The good King once again looked at the pickle he was in, trying to see his problem with new eyes, when his lovely daughter caught his attention. She was bathing in a nearby lake, her clothes crumpled in a pile on the grassy shoreline. He could see she was completely naked. Smiling indulgently, he knew his little girl was happiest when she was acting the little hoyden. She ran around his lands like a happy puppy, despite her advanced age.
His youngest girl, April, was well past the age where she should be living with her parents. At the age of 18 years, he should have found her a suitable husband, but he found himself reluctant to release his last child to the care of a stranger, even a stranger that would spoil her rotten, as he had done. He had had many offers for her hand; she would make any husband a true jewel for his arm and bedroom. Yet, he hesitated every time, saying, she needed to grow up a little more.
If he sometimes stared longingly at his youngest daughter, noting the swell of her sweet tits and the gentle slope of her backside, then he ignored it as a man's simple appreciation for a lovely lady. If lately, he insisted on sitting through most of her dress fittings then it was he assured himself, only to make sure she was given the best service possible. Yes, he still tucked her in bed every night and helped with her bath time and if he sometimes felt his balls and cock swell at the sight of her generous figure and sweet pussy, then his accommodating mistress was always ready for a nice, long ride.
Today the weather was hot and humid and he knew his youngest daughter would be visiting her favorite lake and was sure to swim naked. Her long black hair flowed like silk behind her in the water. He caught the briefest glimpse of her white ass rising out of the water. Her arms guided her to the shore where she spied her father's tall, large frame. She had her mother's looks with her father's dark coloring. Her beautiful blue eyes sparkled with happiness when her father reached his hands out to help her out of the lake.
She was truly daddy's girl and threw her arms around her father's large frame, soaking his regal clothes. The King simply laughed at his daughter's exuberance and stepped closer so that he could feel every curve and bump of her small body. He pushed his erection against her lovely thighs and sighed happily when she moved in closer. His cock bounced excitedly as his hands moved down to feel her luscious ass where he dipped his fingers into the crevice of her ass cheeks. Slowly he slid one finger gently against her pucker hole. April giggled sweetly and nibbled her father's strong neck while her hands played the curls at the base of his head. Anyone who happened by the embraced couple would never imagine that they were father and daughter.
