Chapter 1: Spicy Eggs

It all started a few years after Hans was executed for his crimes against Arendelle. I had divorced Kristoff only a year ago. If you really want to know what happened, I'll tell you. I had found him fucking Sven a few days before our anniversary. To be honest, it turned me on a bit seeing how Sven's enormous reindeer cock nearly hit the ground with every thrust Kristoff made. I stood there for a good five minutes, and then out of nowhere, Kristoff cums into Sven's ass while Sven cums as well. They both shot out what seemed like a whole gallon of cum. I will tell the truth, I did masturbate while I watched, but I digress. This story starts in my and Elsa's bed on the first day of spring.

I wake up to the soft glow of the rising sun over Marshmallow's icy palace. I sit up and realize that elsa is not in bed with me. I begin to worry, because I saw her morning robe still hanging up by the closet. I begin to think of the worst possible reasons why she isn't here. I run out of the room, without realizing I had forgotten my robe. I run up and down the palace trying to find her. As I am streaking through the hallways I see multiple workers. I run past them all while trying to stay hidden. I end up accepting the fate that she is gone forever. So, to cope with this, I go into the kitchen to drown myself in ice cream so that I can remember her for one more time, and lo and behold, Elsa is in the kitchen. She's completely naked, making me a breakfast of eggs and sausage. Seeing her standing there, covered in sweat with her hair down makes me start to drip. As I would usually do, I sneak up behind her and, without missing a beat, grab her breast with my hand and shove my middle finger into her asshole. With my finger deep inside her, a feeling of warmth flows through my body. Before she shrieks and makes all the workers come see us, I move my hand off her breast and clap it over her mouth. "Good morning, Elsa." I say as I slowly move my hand off her mouth.

"Anna, you know I wasn't ready for that." She moans softly and lets out short gasps. She began to bend over and at the same time fondling her own breast. Her face slowly sliding to the floor and her butt cheeks spreading to reveal her dripping pussy. The moment her face is on the kitchen floor, I get a feeling behind me. It's not a good one. I quickly tackle Elsa behind the counter where we cannot be seen from the hallway. As the footsteps get closer, I reach over grab the spare apron from when we were kids. I put it on so that I can see who is interrupting us. Unfortunately the apron only goes down to just above my crotch. I peer over the counter and catch sight of Brenda, the maid. I stand up with my legs spread so that the counter top is just tall enough to hide the fact that I'm not wearing anything else.

"Brenda, you scared me," I said, "I was only trying to get this fork that dropped, when you come by and scare me six ways to Weaseltown." I continue the conversation, periodically glancing at Elsa to make sure she stays quiet. The last time I look down, I see her with a devilish grin on her face.

"My turn." She whispers to me. I start to get worried. I continue to talk with Brenda as I begin to notice my feet getting colder. Elsa had frozen my feet to the floor to keep me from moving. I look at her worriedly and see that her tongue is curling over her lips. She plunges her middle and index fingers deep inside my ass. I try not to show any emotions that would set off Brenda. Elsa, determined as ever to sabotage my small attempts at decency, begins, reaching the deepest crevices and making me wet with her tongue. Her fingers are opening and closing thrusting in and out of my asshole.

It's all a little overwhelming, to say the least. With both of these going at once, I have to get rid of Brenda - Brenda, who begins to walk around the counter, cheerfully oblivious to what (and who) is hiding behind it.

"Brenda! Wait!" I say trying to stop her "I feel like I left some delicates in the laundry room. Could you please go and get them for me while I make Elsa some breakfast?" I say frantically while holding back every single moan Elsa tries to force out of me.

"Of course, deary. I will take them to your room so that you can surprise Elsa." She responds as she walks away.

"She's gone Elsa." I say. She then twists her hand, spinning the fingers inside me while moving her tongue in and out of my dripping wet pussy. I burst, covering Elsa. It was almost as if she had blown up a dam, letting a river destroy the town it was supporting. "Elsa." I said while gasping for air, "Can you unfreeze me now? So we can get back to the room?"

"No," she said, "we're going to have a lot more fun just like that." She moves the ice from my feet to my ankles, binds them together, and freezes my wrists together behind my back. Soon after, I fall to the floor. Elsa takes my wrists and connects them with the ice around my ankles. As I struggle, I look up and see Elsa's, still with that devilish grin, making me feel helpless. I'm quite scared, but that didn't stop me from staring between her legs. Elsa freezes and cracks the apron I was wearing, destroying it so that I'm naked on the ground. She then levitates the ice and takes me down the hallway.

"We're going to have a lot of fun, Anna."