QUEEN AZIZI
By Kurt Logan
Chapter I: Night stalker


WARNING: The following story is a work of fiction and any resemblance with
current or past events or persons are purely coincidental. This work contains
strong sexual content, violence and gore. If you are offended by any of this,
stop reading right now.

Chapter I: Night Stalker

A stalking figure moves swiftly through the shadows of the palace. He avoids
the guards with expert ease and climbs up to the central tower were the
Queen's chamber is located. It is much simpler than he thought, as far as he
can see, the closer he gets to her chambers, the less security he encounters.
He wonders if all the fantastic rumors he has heard about the queen are true.
He will find out soon enough because he is approaching her balcony.

He leaps down to the balcony and moves quickly to the open entrance to the
queen's chambers. Ready with his knife on his hand, he enters the room, trying
to avoid making the slightest sound. He sees a large bed at the center of the
room, and on that bed notices the most incredible figure he has seen in his
whole life. He sees a black woman, very large, with very massive musculature.
She looks incredibly strong, but in his arrogance he does not believe her to
be nearly as strong as the tales mention her to be, how could anyone be that
strong. She is strong, he thinks, but I doubt she is stronger than I.

He stood next to her, knife on hand, staring at her wonderful nude body deep
asleep. He was almost sorry he was going to kill her, but if he wanted to be
king of the whole continent, he had to dispose of the current ruler. That was
the way it has been done for thousands of years. Still, to kill her seemed as
such an awful shame. Her face is the most angelical apparition he had ever
seen in the 30 years he has been on this earth, capable of melting the heart
of the most insensitive person. Her body was perfection brought to life; a
massive muscled anatomy with very sensual and feminine disposition. Very broad
hips, an impossibly narrow waistline, breasts twice larger than his own head,
thighs thicker than his own torso, arms thicker than both his thighs together,
an ass so thick and tight it was truly unbelievable. Everyway she is examined,
from any and all angles, she is just fantastic. "A woman worthy of a king", he
thinks, "no. Worthy of a god!"

Despite all the warnings he was given about her, and all the stories he has
heard, even his own greed and power hunger, all gave way to his exponentially
growing desire for the sleeping nude beauty. He moves closer and seats on the
bed next to her large form. Her scent is very intoxicating, making him grow
more aroused with each passing second. He has to touch her, to lay his lips on
hers, which he does. He feels electricity shoot through his whole body, caused
by the most wonderful sensation he has ever experienced.

To his surprise, the woman did not wake up from the kiss. She is in fact very
sound asleep. "Must be a heavy sleeper" he thinks as he reaches for her belly
with his left hand. He touches the deep ridges of her abdominal muscles. He is
amazed at how thick those magnificent plates of muscle are. He slides his hand
upward towards her chest, until she touches her mammoth right breast. He
boldly grabs onto her massive boob with his hand and begins to squeeze. To his
surprise, he can't dimple it, despite how hard he squeezes on her soft breast;
he can't affect its shape in the slightest amount. He feels her body is harder
than a marble statue, but yet smoother than silk.

He is falling in love with her incredible breasts. He rubs onto her thick
nipple with his thumb, and to his surprise the queen actually moves. She
begins to moan and smile, as if she is having a great erotic dream. A dream he
is willing to take part on. Since he realizes her nipples are quite sensitive,
he decides to intensify her sensations. The intruder bends down to her and
places his mouth on her breast, right on her swelling nipple. Hi kisses her
sweet nipple and he actually feels it grow, pushing up on his mouth and teeth.
He opens his mouth and invites her growing teat to enter with great pleasure.
As soon as he begins to lick her moist nipple he sees another effect on the
beautiful queen. Her body begins to contort a bit and moan a little louder.
Her hands move towards her own groin and begin to rub her own vagina and then
up to her breasts.

This motivates the intruder much more, enough for him to actually move lower
towards the Queen's crotch, and while her hands are busy with her plentiful
breasts. He pauses for a second to watch how her hands squeeze her large
breasts and he watches in awe how those very breasts he couldn't affect are
being squeezed and handled just as any other woman's would. He wonders how
much strength was needed for that, strength he clearly does not posses, but he
is still not consciously aware of the danger he is in.

Almost as if on queue, when he reaches the foot of the bed, the queen spreads
her legs wide, giving him a good view of her bushy wet cunt. It is an
invitation he cannot miss. Slowly, he crawls up the bed until he reaches her
inviting pussy. Lying down on the bed between her awesomely huge thighs, the
man first kisses the woman's sex and then moves on to lick her and drink from
her flowing juices. The taste, scent, feeling, all his senses are in sexual
heaven. His arms hug her muscular thighs surrounding his comparatively small
body. The man's excitement prevents him from realizing the extreme danger he
is in. Maybe he does deep inside know he is in peril and that he should have
stabbed the woman when he had the chance, but it is too late now.

The queen is still immersed in her dream, a dream that has suddenly become
much more real. She feels true heat in her loins, as if the hulk of a man she
is dreaming about was truly poking his manhood on her tight vagina. She can
actually feel him between her thighs, spreading her legs open and trying to
part her labia with his member. "Why is he not penetrating her?" She thinks,
maybe he needs a little invitation. "A light squeeze should encourage him."

Suddenly and without warning, the queen began to squeeze her thighs together.
She did it slowly, but still catches the man off guard, and by the time he
realizes what is going on, he is already wedged between her tree-trunk sized
muscular thighs. As she continues to move her legs closer together, the man
begins to panic. It is becoming harder to breathe, and despite he is pushing
with all his strength, he cannot stop those legs from hugging him tighter.
Soon, all the air in his lungs is pushed off. He wants to scream, but his
lungs are empty. In a last ditch attempt to survive, the terrified would-be
assassin and future king fumbles for his knife and plunges it hard to her
belly. All his hopes are shattered when the blade stops cold as soon as it
touches the skin, failing to pierce her tough hide. Again he jams it against
her abs, this time with all his quickly fading strength, but the result is the
same. In the third attempt the blade gives way and snaps off the hilt.

"Odd" she thinks, still within her dream. She is squeezing him, but for some
reason nothing is happening. In fact, she can't feel resistance between her
thighs, but she does feel the man caressing her belly, a tender loving that
arouses her further.

He tries everything he can before the lights finally go out. He even bites
hard on the Queen's swollen clitoris. He nearly looses a tooth trying to hurt
her that way, but to his horror, she does not stop squeezing. The opposite
happens actually, his biting was arousing her more and making her squeeze
harder. Her juices start to flow much more than before, giving away her
getting close to climax. When the Queen's excitement reaches peak, she will
suffer an exploding climax that will be a beautiful display of feminine power
and sensuality. Her body will rock and tremble, all her muscles will tighten,
her breasts will swell to great proportions and gush out gallons of milk and
finally her cunt with spew cum with the power and majesty of a raging volcano.
It is quite a sight, unfortunately the man will not live long enough to see
it, and even if he did, he will certainly not survive it.

The woman's strong legs are compressing the man's body much tighter. His ribs
are being pushed inwards by a force beyond belief. A sharp pain reveals his
collarbone is being dislocated. There must be nothing more horrible than to
feel yourself being broken slowly as he is feeling right now. One by one his
ribs begin to snap, compressing his body. The queen's legs have squeezed the
man to half his original width, and now her inner thighs are squeezing the
sides of the man's head. His face is actually pushing against the woman's
clit, which has found its way into the man's mouth. Whether he wanted it or
not, he was continuing to excite her.

Without warning, just as the man's tongue touched the Queen's clit, a powerful
jolt of pleasure shot through her entire body as if she had been hit by
lightning. Her whole body tightens; her muscles tense and flex involuntarily,
even her very legs thrashed energetically. In the process, the man's
half-squeezed body was crushed, shredded and splattered violently across the
room. He was ground to paste and torn apart by her merciless muscles.

Shortly after, she explodes in a very powerful orgasm that shakes the very
foundations of the castle. Her loud moans could be heard for miles, waking up
everyone in the castle and the city surrounding it. There is no sound in this
world more arousing to the people who live near the castle than the voice of
their beloved Queen Narima Azizi, specially when her voice takes the form of
sexual moans as it does tonight. It is fair to say that when she has an
orgasm, everyone else does too, because all the men nearby, and even many
women, become so aroused just from hearing her that they want nothing more
than to make love to their women. Queen Azizi's body and flowing juices send
out a scent so powerful, it causes every man and woman who smell it to cum
instantaneously.

As she came, her cunt shot out juices like a raging river, washing away most
traces of the man's blood in her thighs and sheets. Some body parts still
remained, splattered all over the room. Once her orgasm dies down, she
continues to sleep, still unaware of the failed attempt on her life or the man
she has just ground to dust.

End of Chapter I