The Queen is not someone you get to meet often in your life, especially not if you're human.

I was working the fields, as always. Human workers often get the harder labors, but some of the Bugs are there as well. Because we don't get that many folks in the Fields, we bond with each other, regardless of race or origin.
One day, a royal carriage showed up. I was working hard and had my back turned, so I did neither hear nor see when they came, bearing the queen. Everyone else kneeled down, but as I said, I didn't see anything. The guards went up to me and asked me, in their Chitinous tounge, why I showed such disrespect. Before I had time to answer, they grabbed me and dragged up towards the carriage. They held my head down, so I wouldn't "befoul" the queen with my human eyes, but I could clearly hear what they said.

She told them to take me into the castle and get me cleaned up, for she needed a man for the "Kat-Chal". Now, I'm not exactly fluent in Bug, but I do know that the "Kat-Chal" is a mating ritual. Needless to say, I was terrified (and I little intrigued as well, to be honest). Why would I want to mate with a bug? They’re hideous, and seem to have jagged edges.

They took me up to the castle and cleaned me, then led me towards the Queens chamber. The guards pushed me through the door and shut it behind me. The inside of this place was hot, and smelled like musk and honey. It felt pleasant to me, and made me feel light-headed. I’ve never smelled anything like it before, and I doubt I will again. I heard a soft, smooth "clicking" noise behind me. Frightened, I turned around, awaiting the sight of some great, Chitinous beast. I did not expect the sight that met my eyes.

Tall. Beautiful. Regal. These are just some of the few words I would choose to describe her with. She stood a head taller than me, on two shapely legs that lead up towards a round, well-shaped hip. Her Hour-glass figure was amazing, and her pair of C-cup breasts enthralled me. Her face was reminiscent of that of a wasp, but somehow…softer? I’m not sure how to describe it, but it was...Beautiful. Perhaps the sweet scent in the air addled me senses.
She told me that I looked very handsome, for a human. Flustered, I replied that she was stunningly beautiful. Giggling, she approached me, walking in a very seductive way, swaying her hips more than she needed to. She was close now. I could smell her scent. It reminded me of spring, of freshly-baked bread, of the very essence of nature itself. 
Slowly, she drew me close to her. I could feel her body pressing up to mine, both of our bodies feeling each others warmth. She kissed me, gently, with her mandible-jagged mouth. My tongue was met by two slender tongues, which played around gently in her warm, wet mouth. I half-expected her mandibles to hurt me, but I felt nothing; that’s how gentle she was.
I put my hands at her hips, feeling the soft but rough texture of her Chitinous skin on my fingers. It aroused me more than I would like to admit. She, in turn, placed her hands around my upper back, slowly caressing the curvature of my back. Her clawed fingers were gentle in their exploring, sending shivers down my spine. As my hands wandered down towards her buttocks, the kiss between us intensified. Her shapely behind was softer then the rest of her skin, and didn’t have the same level of roughness that I felt on her other parts. I softly squeezed her buttocks in my hands, which led her to moan quietly during our kiss.
As our hands explored each others bodies, we both became increasingly aroused, until the point when neither of us wanted to wait. She broke the kiss and looked at me, with those big, beautiful black eyes. At that moment, I felt more loved then I’d ever felt before. In a low, almost hushed voice, I whispered to her that I wanted her, that I needed her. She replied with the same words as her hands found mine. She led me towards her bed, a large bed, with yellow silk-woven sheets. I followed without a moment of hesitation. She turned around, still having one of her hands locked with one of mine, and once again looked me in the eyes. She placed her other hand behind my back again, and gently pushed me towards her. She leaned back, until she was lying on the bed and I was just above her. With a voice quivering, yet so full of love, she whispered to me the words I’ll never forget:

“Please…Take me…”

I nodded, and gently guided my manhood into her wet vagina. She groaned quietly and dug her fingers into my back. She was very tight; indeed, so tight, that I now suspect that she was a virgin at the time. But I didn’t think much of it at the time, I was only focused at the shared moment of lust and love. As she relaxed her nethers more and more, I slowly started moving in a steady motion. She felt amazing, in ways I almost cannot describe. It was as if a thousand small, soft feelers were caressing my penis at every thrust, exploring along its length. Her fingers kept digging in a little in my back, probably drawing blood. But I felt none of it, for I was in heaven.
She looked at me as our eyes met yet again, and told me that she wanted to ride me. I nodded and slowly took out my manhood from inside of her. I rolled over to my back, and she followed in turn. Within moments, my dick was inside of her again. Once more, the feeling of bliss entered my body, and it was intoxicating. I placed my hands on her hips, and pushed deeper into her body. After a short while, I sat up, embracing her while she still rode me. Gods, she was beautiful. She momentarily stopped, to embrace me as well. My hands slowly found their way down towards her buttocks, as she resumed her motion of riding.
We both moaned and panted heavily as we held on to one another, almost afraid to lose ourselves into this beautiful form of madness. Passionately, we kissed during this amazing moment. I felt my climax approaching fast, and with one last, hard thrust, I felt ecstasy. Waves of cum filled her up as she sat on me. Her cunt clamped down tight as I came, not letting even one drop spill out. I could feel her body quiver and shake, and I could hear her stifled moans. She was climaxing as well. Her fingers dug deep into my back yet again.

After a few short moments, I was laying down on my back, while she lay next to me, sleeping snuggled up close to me. In my mind, a thousand thoughts was making themselves heard. Like “what would happen now” and “will I ever see her again”. I felt sleepy, but I didn’t want to succumb to to drowsiness. This moment was perfect and I did not want it to end. Often in such times though, you have little control over what you want. I fell into a deep sleep, one arm wrapped around her.
When I awoke, she still lay next to me, but she was awake. She looked at me, with what I surmised was a smile. She kissed me and I caressed her Chitinous head. She gave me an armlet that had been in a drawer, and told me to always wear it. She got out of bed and went towards a mirror. I noticed my clothes lying on a chair across the room, so I got out of bed and went towards them. I remember feeling slightly embarrassed as I went across the room, as if we’d done something shameful. As I got dressed, two guards entered the room, waiting to escort me out. Before they did, however, I asked the queen one last thing.

“Will I ever see you again?”
I was surprised to hear the abundance of emotion in my voice. I wasn’t sure how to feel, but I knew one thing, and that was the feeling of wanting to see her again.
She looked at me, and smiled. I felt a feeling of warmth spreading across my body.

“As often as my position allows me to.”
Her words made my heart almost leap with joy. The guards grabbed my arms and led me out of the castle and back to my home.

It has been two days since I met her. Every waking moment, she is in my mind. I wonder when I can see her again. However, this morning, I found a letter pushed in from underneath the door. It contained two things: The image of the royal seal and yellow rose-petals, with a scent reminiscent of her bedchamber. 
Tonight, I hope I will see her again.