Chapter 2: Freakfast
The Royal Palace's breakfast room was a grand affair, filled with the soft morning sunlight streaming in through the tall windows. The room was bathed in a warm golden glow that highlighted the intricate carvings on the marble walls and the gleaming silverware on the table. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly baked pastries and the warm scent of coffee brewing in the nearby kitchen.
The table was set for two, a small round table with a red tablecloth that cascaded to the floor like a waterfall of crimson silk. The royal sisters sat across from each other, their morning gris dished out on silver platters.
Elsa's dress was simple yet elegant, a loose-fitting cotton gown with thin straps that left her large breasts exposed to the morning light. Her nipples were visible through the thin fabric, hard and pointed from the cool air of Arendelle. Anna wore a similar dress, though hers was made of silk instead of cotton, the fabric shimmering in the sunlight that streamed through the windows. Her large ass was hugged by the skirt, accentuating her curves and leaving little to the imagination. Both sisters wore comfortable slippers that hugged their feet snugly, their long legs spread beneath the table as not to squeeze their testicles while they chatted happily between bites of sweet pastry.
"Did you try the new lemon tart?" Elsa asked, reaching for another bite from the platter in front of her. "It's divine."
Anna nodded enthusiastically, her mouth full of pastry. "Mm-hmm," she mumbled, her cheeks puffed out with food.
Elsa watched as Anna's blue eyes watered slightly from the lemon tart's tangy sweetness. As Anna swallowed the bite, Elsa couldn't help but smile at her younger sister's enthusiasm. Slipping out of her slipper underneath the tablecloth, she revealed her bare foot. Her toes were long and elegant, painted a soft pink to match her dress. She traced her foot along Anna's shin as she watched Anna lick a stray crumb from her fingers.
Anna's leg tensed under Elsa's touch but she didn't pull away. Instead, she glanced up at Elsa with a curious expression on her face. "What are you doing?" she asked between bites.
Elsa chuckled softly, continuing to caress Anna's leg with her foot. "Just enjoying your company," she replied casually.
"Besides, we are in public, after all." Elsa gestured nonchalantly to the various butlers, maids, and cooks that surrounded them, all going about their morning duties, completely unaware of the Queen's foot rising higher and higher on Anna's leg.
"They're all too busy to notice anything," she whispered, her voice laced with mischief.
Anna's breath hitched as Elsa's foot reached the hem of her dress, her toes brushing against the soft skin of her inner thigh. She squirmed slightly in her seat, her grip tightening on her fork. Still, she spred her legs a bit more. "Elsa..." her voice was barely above a whisper, as she trembled slightly
Elsa just smiled, her foot continuing its ascent, her toes dipping under the silken folds of Anna's nightgown.
Her skin was soft and warm, and Elsa could feel the heat radiating off her younger sister's body as she made contact with her rapidly hardening cock. It twitched at Elsa's touch, the beefy shaft throbbing with life as it grew taller and thicker, a testament to Anna's arousal. Beneath it, Elsa could feel Anna's heavy, hairy balls churning with semen, the hair around them tickling her toes as she explored Anna's most sensitive area.
Anna gasped softly, her eyes widening as their bodies continued to entwine beneath the table. The sensation of Elsa's foot on her bare skin sent a shiver down her spine, her cock jumping in her lap, the tip leaking precum into the silken folds of her gown. She spread her legs a little further beneath the table, giving Elsa more access to her body, and leaned back in her chair, her breath coming in short gasps.
Elsa, seeing the effect she was having on her sister, smiled wickedly.
"No panties?" she teased, her voice hardly above a whisper, her toes continuing their exploration between Anna's thighs. She knew perfectly well that neither sister had worn any in years, a part of their private luxuries as rulers of Arendelle, their girthy cocks and heavy balls always ready for use, dangling freely between their shapely legs.
Anna blushed at her sister's teasing, her breath coming in short gasps as Elsa's foot continued to rub against her hardening cock. "Elsa, what if someone notices?" she whispered, her voice desperate as her hips bucked slightly, pushing her cock further into Elsa's touch.
Elsa, however, was already one step ahead. Her own cock hardening under her gown, she got back to her breakfast, her other foot rising to meet its twin around Anna's cock. "They won't," she said, her voice steady and calm, her eyes never leaving Anna's. "Just act natural."
With her feet planted firmly between her sister's thighs, Elsa went back to her pastry, taking a delicate bite as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. She chewed slowly, her gaze still locked with Anna's, her feet sliding up and down Anna's shaft, jerking her off expertly. Pre-cum had pooled at the tip, the slick substance coating Elsa's toes, making them glide easily over the sensitive glans.
Anna tried her best to act normal, taking a sip of her coffee as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world.
But her body betrayed her, her fingers shook slightly, a small drop of coffee splashing onto the tablecloth. She glanced down, noticing the stain, and murmured, "Shit," under her breath. Her cheeks flushed at the curse word, her breath hitching as Elsa's feet applied more pressure, her toes digging into the sensitive skin of Anna's balls. A soft moan escaped her lips, her head falling back slightly, her eyes closing in ecstasy.
Elsa chuckled low in her throat, her feet continuing their steady pace, their grip on Anna's cock firmer now. "You like that, don't you, little sister?" she purred, her voice dripping with lust. "You like having your big sister's feet all over your cock, don't you?"
Anna's only response was a guttural groan, her hips lifting off the chair, her body seeking more contact. She spread her legs even wider, her dress hiked up around her waist, her cock standing proud and erect, glistening with pre-cum.
Her breath was coming in short gasps now, her body quivering with need as Elsa's feet continued their relentless assault. She grabbed the edge of the table, her knuckles white, her fingers digging into the wood. She couldn't take it anymore. She was on the edge, teetering, ready to fall.
Elsa, however, seemed to be multi-tasking effortlessly. She buttered up a croissant, her movements graceful and practiced. She spread the butter evenly, her fingers leaving no spot untouched. All the while, her feet were busy between Anna's thighs, one foot around Anna's cock, the other teasing her hairy balls. She hummed softly, the sound nakedly erotic, as she worked.
Anna, meanwhile, was coming apart at the seams. She couldn't keep her moans silent anymore.
Anna's body tensed, her cock throbbing in Elsa's grasp, her balls churning with a rush of semen. She bit down on her knuckles, hard, a sharp pain to distract her from the pleasure that threatened to tear her apart. Her body arched, her hips thrusting upwards, her cock erupting in a gush of milky white cum that washed over Elsa's feet. She moaned, her breath hot and wet against her own skin, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her cum was sticky and thick, coating Elsa's toes, pooling in the hollow of her ankle, dripping down to the floor beneath the tablecloth. The scent of it filled the air below the tablecloth, a musky, intoxicating that leaked from under the table.
Elsa darted her eyes around the room, her heart pounding in her chest. Seeing no one paying them any mind, she quickly put her hand under the tablecloth. Without a second thought, she used the half croissant she had been about to bite into to scoop the sticky, white release from her feet. She dipped it into Anna's pooling cum, the croissant being no match to the sheer volume and potency of her sister's lust. She pulled it back, it was glazed with Anna's juices, the mess on her feet now significantly lessened. She took a bite of the cum-flavoured pastry, savoring the unusual, yet familiar taste. Elsa swallowed, her eyes never leaving Anna's, a look of absolute bliss coming over her. She hummed in satisfaction, licked her lips, and leaned back in her chair a little, going so far as to lick her fingers clean of her little sister's essence.
Anna, of course, was as red as a tomato as she watched her older sister, the Queen of Arendelle, eat a pastry glazed with her cum in broad daylight and with their whole staff around. Her eyes widened, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, her cheeks ablaze with humiliation and arousal. She looked around, her gaze darting from one servant to another, but they were all studiously ignoring them, too focused on their jobs or too well-trained to react to anything unusual. Still, Anna couldn't help but feel exposed, her body shuddering with aftershocks, her nipples hardening under her dress, her cock still semi-hard in her lap, staining her gown with the last drops of her cum. Elsa, noticing Anna's discomfort, chuckled low in her throat. "Relax, little one," she whispered, her voice soothing, yet edged with amusement.
"There are way worse things that we can do before someone notices," she said, winking at Anna before blowing her a playful kiss. She stood up with practiced grace, her movements enough to make even the most seasoned courtier green with envy. Her skirts swished around her ankles, the bright pink fabric stark against the cool marble floor. Her sleeves were strategically placed to hide her own raging erection, but her heavy balls churned with need, the thin material of her dress doing little to hide their size. She strode towards the window, her feet carrying her quickly despite the length of her gown. She tossed her long, blonde braid over her shoulder, her icy eyes scanning the courtyard below.
"I have a sudden craving for fresh air and speed," she continued, her voice laced with barely-suppressed desire. Looking back at her sister, she could see that Anna was still flushed from their earlier encounter, her lips parted slightly, her blue eyes wide and innocent despite the events that had just transpired.
"Shall we go for a ride?"