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As Queen of Gondor Arwen had a hand in the responsibility of negotiations with the Haradrim. Her ability had developed quite nicely over the years but she could determine whether a meeting had become stagnant, and where an agreement was all but inevitable despite hesitation. Today it was the former. The Haradrim.
They were once allies to Sauron and while the latter had fallen to the joy of many in Middle-Earth. His stubborn followers had created splinter groups still carrying on a war that had had ended long ago. But they had grown to be formidable and organized. Even succeeding in gaining allies from those who would rebel against the rule of Gondor. The extremists who were against the union of Elf and Man. Making ridiculous claims that the rule was tainted and that it will only be a matter of time before their way of life and therefore human progress would be forfeit in favor of an ancient “foreign” culture.
Together they had become a scourge and terrorized the free people in vicious attacks on both farm land and on the military. First it was brutal guerrilla warfare and now they had begun to occupy zones of both Gondor and Harad. Including the city of Umbar. Now they were leading coordinated strikes that increased destabilization of trade between the two powers. The goal was for Harad to ally with Gondor so they may have a united effort against a common foe.
Later as the sundown commenced, Arwen slipped through the lower levels of Minas Tirith. Her dark cloak kept her hidden from any prying eyes. While it was impossible to question the queen of Gondor. They would still talk, though.
Arwen let herself into the small mansion the Harad had taken for the length of their stay. There were few guards around, which Arwen supposed meant that at least no treachery was being planned. And the fewer eyes here, the better.
The Queen of Harad was alone. More than a physical sense however as her husband had died of a mysterious illness no less than a week after their marriage. Some suspected foul play but nonetheless Queen Hyacinth had an exceptional rule that dwarfed many of the accomplishments of her predecessor. She was willing to part with old traditions and pave the way to what she referred to as, “the new world” To this extent. Arwen had much respect and admiration for this human woman who had accomplished so much in such little time. Surely she would listen to reason from one queen to another.
The dark-haired woman turned as Arwen appeared at the corner of her vision. She stood up defensively as if expecting an aggressor or an assassin before recognizing the elven woman.
“Lady Arwen,” Queen Hyacinth said, giving a shallow bow from one queen to another. “I hadn’t expected a visit.”
“I had hoped to save ourselves both the frustration,” Arwen said, her choice of tone and deliberate words coming to her with ease . “Neither Gondor or Harad gain anything from these drawn-out talks, and both of us have the needs of people to tend to.”
“So I heard all of this past afternoon,” Hyacinth said, leaning backwards on a chair. “And yet, the reasons have not really changed.”
“Just think of the benefit that would come from this. An unprecedented accomplishment made by the first sole ruler of Harad. A Queen no less. United we can stand together and put an end to an enemy we both know cannot be reasoned with.”
Hyacinth listened thoughtfully.
“Their defeat is all but inevitable. I believe that. But years from now when they read the historical record, the people will know that Harad was the key to victory in a time of extraordinary crisis.”
“Do not hesitate to do what needs to be done.” Arwen said with a perfect amount of command and respect, sitting down on the bench that rested across from Hyacinth. “Just think of the reward you will reap. It is far more than what you would gain if you are to cling to the traditions of old. I implore you as a woman and as a fellow Queen.
“As a woman?” Hyacinth asked, an eyebrow raising. She tapped a long finger on her armrest. That’s an interesting way of putting it.”
Queen Hyacinth stared at Queen Arwen. Arwen returned the gaze levelly. She had been stared at by far more intimidating people and entities than a human woman in silk robes. No she would not look away or show any signs of doubt.
Even if Hyacinth had a more cold, calculating demeanor to her than shrieking orcs or the haunting presence of the demonic Ring Wraiths. Hyacinth was very beautiful. She was taller than her and nearly as tall as her husband. A sight rare to see in a human woman. And she maintained her body with strong shoulders and bare arms that showed off her lean muscular frame.
And then there was the rest of her. She was a little wider in scale than Arwen, who’s own elven beauty was a slender one contradicted only by her womanly waist-line. Hyacinth on the other hand was obviously more human in her features. She boasted large bountiful breasts, a curvy figure, and thick legs. She had a build of a warrior. All of which she tended to show off, her dress adapted for the hot coasts of Near Harad rather than the cool summers of Arwen’s home.
“You have made a strong case of mutual benefit. I am deeply considering it..Queen Hyacinth said at last. “In exchange for a small request.” Her lips drew back, revealing shining white teeth in a non-humorous smile. “Just a private favor that I trust you will keep between the two of us. Woman to woman.”
Arwen’s heart fluttered. She had done it. A day in advance before the Harad would take leave. She was prepared to move heaven and earth to finish what she started. “Yes. Anything.”
“I want you...” standing up from her chair and approaching Arwen slowly before standing merely a foot away from her. “To suck my cock.” As Hyacinth said this. She slowly stripped her bottom half down revealing her powerful bare legs and her long thick member jutting out between them. She stood proudly and without shame.
Arwen’s breathing halted. Surely she cannot he serious? She thought she was prepared for anything. But this was something entirely different even from her wildest imagination. Queen Hyacinth was a hermaphrodite. An extremely rare phenomenon even to the Elves. In fact the possibility was so small that most thought of it as a myth. She also didn’t expect it to be so full of...girth.
“I... I...” Arwen stammered. Hyacinth giggled.
“Not quite what you were expecting?” Hyacinth asked. “It’s understandable. Very few people know of this. Namely the women I’ve taken to bed who are sworn to secrecy... you’re the only one who can speak a word of this. But if you really are willing to do anything for the greater good of all. This small favor is of little consequence isn’t it?”
“And if you offer a little more...” Hyacinth continued. “It will be a guarantee. So... Yes or no?”
Arwen was in shock. Contrary to opinion she was no prude. She had had lovers before Aragorn. This was known. But none had been so bold as to casually ask for a sexual favor in exchange for diplomacy and none had been a woman. Already she found Hyacinth enormously attractive. Seeing her member pointed at her only added to what she had felt but never truly acknowledged until now. It seemed like an act of madness. But if it was to the good of all. It would be selfish and would only cause harm to the free people of Gondor. Now unlike humans, Elven critical reasoning was far more advanced than humans. Within a minute she was able process her thoughts and land on a conclusion best suited for the situation. She must fulfill her request... but her husband could never know what she was about to do. Not now. Not ever.
“Yes.” Arwen said.
Hyacinth smiled. “Good. Let’s get started shall we?”
Arwen went to her knees. She tried to imagine that it wasn’t Hyacinth she was tending to. But she wasn’t certain she was a good enough actor to really make herself believe something like that, though. But she would have to try. So much was resting on her shoulders that she couldn’t just say she had given up after hitting the first stumbling block.
Taking a deep breath, Arwen reached out and wrapped her hand around Hyacinth’s shaft. It was hot and hard in her hand, and almost the same size as her husbands.
“Ah, that feels nice,” Hyacinth said in an aroused voice. “But don’t stop now...”
Arwen’s eyes narrowed as she stared at the rod in front of her. She slowly slid her hand up and down along it, feeling a bit of twitching as she squeezed down.
Taking a deep breath to brace herself. Arwen opened her mouth and started to lick around the top of Hyacinth’s shaft. Her tongue swirling around it. Arwen knew what she was doing, she had done this before.
“Ahh,” Hyacinth said in a satisfied voice. “To tell you the truth your grace. I’ve never had an Elven lover before. Now I see why some saw you as goddesses. Your mouth feels... ahh... different.”
Arwen’s eyes darted upwards at Hyacinth. It was true. Mating with Elves was a privilege granted by a select few outside their race. Most would envy Hyacinths position. She tried hard not to enjoy what she was doing but Arwen’s body was beginning to betray her. It associated being on her knees performing fellatio to a penis in front of her with an erotic atmosphere, the kind that she always felt when she and Aragorn went to the bedchamber. There was a heat building in between her legs, and a feeling of emptiness inside of her stomach. She took a moment to observe her handiwork. The woman’s cock was covered in saliva. Then taking another breath of oxygen. Arwen wrapped her lips around the shaft, and started to sink down along it. She went slowly, of course, making sure that she could handle inch after inch of Hyacinths impressive member as it slowly filled her mouth up.
Hyacinth was already leaking precum. It had a syrupy taste to it. It was pleasing to Arwen and for a moment she thought there were worse things to be subjected to than sucking off a beautiful woman’s penis. But she pushed the thought down. Suppressing emotion.
“Ah,” Hyacinth sighed. “If I were to marry again, I mustn’t forget to make sure they have a mouth of the equal quality-Ahh Ah!”
Arwen blushed. She was indeed skilled at this. She kept on working on the rod inside of her mouth, pressing her tongue against it, doing her best to coax it to orgasm. Arwen took the queen’s shaft deeper and deeper into her mouth, slowly sliding along
Arwen wrapped her hand lower down Hyacinth’s shaft and started pumping her hand up and down. The rod was firm underneath her fingers and wonderfully warm. Arwen could feel the heat filling her mouth and moving through her fingers. Arwen slid her tongue against the shaft, licking it as much as she could while it was inside of her mouth. Hyacinth moaned in pleasure which furthered Arwen’s arousal. She began to bob her head in time with the stroke of her hand while Hyacinth ran her fingers through Arwen’s dark yet naturally shiny hair. This time Hyacinth cock began to pulse. Arwen knew what was next and before she could react, Hyacinth gripped her head with both hands and shoved her down. Plunging her rod deeper into Arwen’s mouth. There was a slight groan in protest when Hyacinth’s burst. Leaving Arwen no choice but to swallow every last drop of the woman’s cum. While initially being overwhelmed by the vastness of her load. Arwen was also surprised by how delicious it tasted. It was like drinking from a forbidden fountain. One that can only be found within another woman. As the torrent stopped, Arwen scarcely noticed that Hyacinth had removed her grip on her head. Releasing her cock. Arwen briefly wiped her mouth and suppressed a belch. It is over she thought. But as she looked down at Hyacinths royal shaft. It was still erected.
“Ahh. That was wonderful. But surely you won’t stop there?”
“ The deal is done. “ Arwen said. But it was without her usual steadfastness. She had been aroused beyond belief and had nearly given in to the temptation to put her own hand down her nether regions as she attended to Hyacinth.
“Mmm. Is that so?... I seem to remember that if there was a little extra thrown in. There would be a guarantee.”
Arwen flinched. She had hoped Hyacinth’s orgasm would be enough to satisfy her lust. But her body had responded differently. Arwen always admired a lover with stamina. Lover? Arwen pushed that thought down. No this was purely a radical move to achieve a political agenda. She had agreed to her terms and she would finish what she started. Or this whole endeavor would have been for nothing.
Hyacinth walked towards Arwen giving her a seductive stare. Arwen didn’t break eye-contact and was ashamed to admit that the way she looked at her made her weak at the foundation of the knees.
“What... what else would you have me do.” Arwen asked meekly.
“I think you could give a good guess...” Hyacinth stoked Arwen’s chin and brought her mouth inches away from her lips. Arwen turned away. She would follow through with what she wanted. But a kiss would be too intimate. Too much of a betrayal. Hyacinth was not deterred. She pressed her lips on the side of Arwen’s jaw and planted kisses up to her delicate Elven ears. She breathed in Arwen’s lovely scent and bit the lobe gently before continuing lower to her neck. Arwen sighed and her breathing becoming more aroused. She allowed Hyacinth to remove her cloak. Little by little. Until her upper half was removed and naked. Arwen instinctively covered her breasts with her arms. Hyacinth grabbed both and after a little resistance split them apart. Revealing her gorgeous breasts. Both of perfectly equal size and shape. Hyacinth kissed both with controlled passion. With light little licks just above the nipples. Hyacinth then began to suck on them. Licking and swirling Arwen’s nipples in her mouth. Wetting them with her saliva. The taste of Arwen’s skin was unlike any woman Hyacinth had ever experienced. It was silky smooth yet there was a hint of flavor. Like a sweet fruit. She moved down and kissed down her belly. Arwen closed her eyes. Her body was quivering. It had been a long time since she felt like this before. Slowly. Hyacinth removed the bottom half of her wardrobe. Revealing her slim yet well toned bare legs. She slid her hands around her hips then to her ass. Which was firm yet soft as a feather and well rounded. Perfect in proportion to the rest of her body. It was the finest ass she had ever touched. Rather than smack it as she normally would. Hyacinth gave it a good grip before moving to her thighs. Kissing them, following a trail to Arwen’s womanhood which had a slight dark brush of hair right above it. She drew close to it but did not touch it. Arwen was shaking unconsciously. She rose up and took to Arwen’s ear saying, “Let’s get you someplace more like comfortable.”
Hyacinth led Arwen to her bed. Arwen lay on her back. A blush appearing on her cheeks. Hyacinth opened her legs and kissed around her vagina. It was very wet. She paused for a moment and admired the pink folds. This would indeed be a night to remember. “Please...” Arwen whispered in need. “Whatever it is you’re about to do. Please get it over with...”
“As you wish your majesty.” Hyacinth responded and put her mouth on Arwen’s cunt.
Hyacinth found herself closing her eyes as she savoured the sweet taste of Arwen which was sweeter than honey. The exotic flavor of the Elf surpassing expectations as it set a fire to her taste buds. Soon she was lapping away eagerly at her fellow Queen’s cunt with quick but very thorough licks, Hyacinth feeling a sense of pride and ego using her experienced tongue to make Arwen moan loudly and pushed deeper into her pussy, these encouraging signs making the human woman very proud of herself as in that moment she didn't care about her clueless husband or the fact that she was breaking such a taboo by “giving good head” to an Elf. One married to the King no less.
Arwen gripped the bed sheets and spread her legs as wide as possible while pushing her cunt deeper into Hyacinths mouth. Well pleased with herself, Hyacinth received the message loud and clear by immediately wrapping her lips around Arwen’s pussy lips so she could gently suck the Elven woman’s juices directly out of her in between licks. The sensation of the another woman sucking on her nether realm and having Hyacinths mouth around her downstairs lips made the licking so much more intense, Arwen whimpering as the Queen effortlessly pushed her towards a orgasm. Then her tongue flicked her clit causing Arwen to let out a cry of pleasure.
All that self-control she had earlier seemed to be slipping away. The guards outside her room wouldn’t notice as they were familiar with her promiscuity and they would never suspect Lady Arwen to be making such lewd sounds.
Arwen began to curse in Elvish with some black speech in the mix. She continued trying to say various things, but it mostly came out as swears and was mostly incoherent. Arwen rarely used such language and was raised to speak gracefully strictly but swearing as much as she was seemed the appropriate response when the human woman’s tongue invaded her cunt and began thrusting in and out of her, Arwen becoming more overwhelmed with every thrust until the inevitable happened. She came into Hyacinths mouth, the sensation just as powerful as Hyacinths own if not more so. Arwen could not believe how much she was coming and began to wonder if Aragorn himself had ever brought her to orgasm with simply his mouth. As the Elf felt herself pushed over the edge of a second and then a third orgasm which sent her into a realm of complete euphoria.
Hyacinth was just as lost in the sensation and attempted to to swallow every bit of Arwen’s cum. She succeeded the first time followed by the second, making obscene gulps as she did but the more Arwen came the more she started to grind against Hyacinths face, it wasn’t until the human woman’s face was covered in the cum when she stopped. Arwen’s face had already been glistening with Arwen’s pussy cream. She licked her lips and smiled.
“Gods....Gods I’ve never felt -“ Arwen’s words were interrupted as she was suddenly flipped over. Hyacinth has pinned her to the bed and positioned herself behind her. Startled but not without knowing what was happening. Arwen said, “Please... don’t do this. Don’t impregnate me. I will never be able explain it to my husband.”
“Calm yourself little Elf.” Hyacinth said. “Normally I would use my people’s magic to render myself temporarily sterile so I can fuck you over and over again until you can’t even remember your name. But I hadn’t prepared for your arrival so I will not be fucking you where your husband has been. I will be fucking you in the ass.”
Arwen’s eyes widened in both excitement and terror. She had never even dreamed of herself committing a deed of this nature. It was something only the humans practiced in their continuously inventive ways to satisfy their insatiable need for sex. Which is why it only fed her curiosity surrounding the subject of humans.
Hyacinth rubbed her anal hole with Arwen’s juices. Hyacinth kissed both beautiful globes of Arwen’s buttocks and gave a light playful smack. Causing the skin to ripple a little. With one hand holding Arwen down, Hyacinth used a free hand to pull apart the Elf’s ass cheeks so she could have a better view and pushed her finger into Arwen’s apparently virgin ass. From there she slowly pushed her finger up to the knuckle in the most wonderful feeling thing ever, Hyacinth moaned to herself as she got to experience the exquisite warmness of Arwen’s virgin butt. Now to her surprise, Arwen also moaned, almost sounding like she was enjoying this as much as she was if not more so. Hyacinth began to until realize that Lady Arwen deep down was an anal slut. It was the only explanation of why she moaned in pleasure at just the initial penetration and more so when Hyacinth started pumping her finger in and out of her bottom. Sure, there was a hint of pain there at first, but that rapidly faded proving her conjecture, which suited her just fine because ever since seeing how well Arwen’s dresses hugged around the waist revealing the shape of her rump she really, really wanted to fuck her there anyway. Regardless if she had made preparations ahead of time or not.
Arwen couldn't believe how good it felt to have a finger inside her ass, whatever initial pain or discomfort left her leaving a exhilarating sensation and a sense of shame at what was being done.
Finally having had enough of stalling, Hyacinth lined up her cock with Arwen’s backdoor entrance. Carefully she entered inside the Elf. Little by little. Inch by inch. Her rod was quite large and despite having an extremely powerful desire to just shove it in all at once. Hyacinth was in control and as Arwen got used to her size she began to pump it in and out. Starting with a rhythm. Rocking the she-Elf back and forth increasing her arousal to maddening levels.
Arwen moans, feeling that rod being pushed into her forbidden hole and already her anal walls were being made to stretch to accommodate her size as the head and first few inches inside her. Gripping her hips, Hyacinth starts to pump her cock firmly in and out of the Elven beauty's buttocks, moaning along with her as she goes on to deliver a round of firm and nicely deepening thrusts, allowing them both to get used to the sinful sensations as she adjusts to the vast invasion filling up her back passage, and Hyacinth adjusts to her tightness all around her member. "Mmmmm... Fuck, You like it don’t you Elf-Bitch? You f*cking love getting taken from behind like a common whore.” The Harad Queen asks even though she could easily tell from the sounds she was making and the way she's lustfully looking back at her lover for the night despite her not being the one whom she's married to, enjoying the feeling of Hyacinths large penis moving smoothly and steadily inside of her. Arwen didn’t answer. She didn’t need to as she lets out another groan of delight from the way Hyacinth was stiffly pumping her from behind. She only responds by turning her head once again over her shoulder and giving Hyacinth a look of barely controlled lust at the younger woman who is already delivering an impressive performance with the way she’s driving her cock in and out of her bowels. Hyacinth tightened her grip on Arwen’s hips in order to suddenly pull her backwards towards her just as she thrusts in, making the slap of skin meeting skin ring out when her crotch smacks against her ass, filling up that damp hole with all of her wonderfully thick inches.
"Ahhhh. Oh shit... MMMM... Yeah... Fucking take it!" She says, watching the sexy, rounded butt cheeks of the stunning Elven woman jiggle each time her body connects with hers driving herself in deeper into Arwen’s anal cavity that's remaining tight around her rod even with this newly increased pace as she now pulls her slim frame back into her stiff thrusts. "Mmmmm... Fuck, this is... Mmmmm!! So Fucking good..." Hyacinth adds between the shameless groans, having no qualms with fucking another man's wife when it feels this good. Arwen could barely make out a thought and she almost screamed. Begging Hyacinth to put it in her cunt. She was very close.
"Oh. OH. OH FUCK.” Arwen finally lets out in the common tongue. The Elven Queen makes another deep moan as she takes a deep thrust, feeling her crotch slapping into her backside as she fills her up again and again with a round of smooth and swift pumps, and makes sure to keep pulling her back towards her cock to increase the pleasure they are both experiencing. Her ass cheeks shaking when Hyacinth smacks into her bringing her back sharply to meet the thrust, her breasts swaying from the force of the motion her body is being made to do.
"Mmmmm... Guess I should take that as a compliment?" Hyacinth chuckles, giving another mighty thrust sending another bolt of euphoria as her cock pulses once again spilling her seed into Arwen’s succulent ass. At the same time, Arwen’s orgasm squirts out of her like a cloud bursting. Wetting the bed beneath her as the Queen collapses on top of her her cock still in her butt. Hyacinth catches her breath and lays kisses down her lower back before removing her still enlarged member.... After a moment Arwen picked herself up and slowly put her cloak back on. Even after a severe fucking. Her hair was perfect. As was the benefits of being a perfect physical being.
Hyacinth followed suit and put her gown on as well. For a few minutes there was silence. Then Arwen broke it.
“I... I trust you’ll keep your end of the bargain.” Arwen said shakily. Still recovering from what had transpired. Her ass felt sore.
Hyacinth smirked. “Well a deals a deal. But you know your majesty... This doesn’t have to be a one time thing.”
Arwen thought for a moment. Maybe not... but as amazing as it was. She could not take things further even if her body said differently.
“Thank you... But you must be satisfied with what you received. “
Hyacinth simply shrugged. Almost appearing disinterested. “Your loss My lady.”
Arwen quickly left the room. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She did what she had to... But at what cost?