An Arranged Union (closed)

Sean stood back as her garment fell, taking her hand and turning her slowly. "My heavens, you are magnificent," he said surveying her. His view only confirmed what he had felt during their embrace. Her breasts were lush and full, tipped with long, hard nipples that made his mouth water. Her flat bellly and slender waist curved into luscious hips and a rounded bottom. Her limbs were lithe and strong. In short, she had the kind of body that he craved.

If his cock had not been hard before, it was throbbing now and tenting his loose undergarment. "Fair is fair," he smiled, as he loosed the tie and dropped his garment to the floor, next to hers. He watched her eyes as she took him in and how they widened a bit when she looked down.

Taking her hand and a step towards her bed, he asked, "care to dance?"
 
She was not sure if he really wanted to dance or if this was his way to get her into bed. Either way, she took his hand and wrapped her other hand around his neck so that she could feel that wonderful naked body against her own warming flesh. Her nipples so hard that she moaned as she felt the ache that she felt as they brushed against his chest and felt the proof of his manhood pressing into her belly as he was now so close to her.

She wanted him, she wanted to feel that manhood deep inside of her cunt, she wanted to watch as he spread her legs and slid himself deep inside of her, knowing full well that her first time would be painful, yet understood that wonderful pleasure would soon follow.
 
He smiled broadly as she wrapped herself around him. His body throbbed as their skin rubbed together. He had been with his share of women, but never had felt the intensity of desire he felt towards Blaanid at that moment. He encircled her with his arms, pressing them closer. He groaned as he felt her big breasts mash against his lower chest, and his cock pressing up against her belly. He wanted to fill that belly. He wanted to make her his, to know her deeply.

He pressed her more tightly as he bend his legs, and lifted her from the floor. He swept one arm beneath her and lifted her onto her bed. He lay down next to her, one arm beneath her neck, the other free to explore her body. She seemed eager, but he knew what lay ahead for her, and wanted her to want this as much as he did.

His hand stroked her body as he leaned in to kiss her. His hand followed her curves and mounted her considerable breasts. Firm long nipples topped each and he moaned as he teased them, circling and pinching them gently. His cock throbbed as he did, lying pressed against her thigh. Finally, he had to have a taste of her and bent his head to her chin, then throat and chest. His lips sank into the soft fleshiness of her breasts. He groaned as they closed around a nipple, so sexy... His now free hand trailed up and down her body, stroking her hips, her thighs. He waited. She would part her thighs when she wanted him enough...
 
It didn't take Blaanid long at all to part her thighs for Sean, she could feel herself burning alive for him and needed for him to take this ache away that she felt, an ache that she knew that would never fully be sated, only slightly relieved by this man that made her feel so wild! She didn't even know she was doing it until she began to moan, but she arched her back as soon as she felt his lips upon her breast, the pleasure of his mouth there was almost too much for her to handle and began to whimper with the pleasure of it, all the while feeling her inner thighs become slick with her own honey!
 
Her whimpers excited him. He relished moving from nipple to nipple, rubbing his face over her lush tits, nipping at nipples so large and hard, that he was unsure as to who was enjoying it more. He wanted to devour her...

As soon as her thighs parted, his hand slid between them. He would have moved more slowly, but his fingers were met with wetness before he even touched her labia. She was drenched, in heat. He wanted more. He went slow, teasing her labia, spreading and pinching them. She writhed beneath his touch. He ran a single finger up and down her furrow, almost dipping into her virgin hole, then running up to tease her clit. Back and forth.
She was close to being ready...
 
Blaanid soon had found herself moaning so much that she was near to panting with desire for this man and she looked at him with need in her expression saying, “Please, I want you...inside of me!” And she could not believe how her voice gave away how much need she was feeling for him, that she almost sounded as though she was in a great deal of pain.

And in a way she was in pain, her body ached and felt as though it were on fire, she could feel the burning beneath her skin as he brought her to new heights of pleasure but not seeming at all to allow her release. At this point, when he finally did enter her, she knew that she would orgasm for him as soon as his cock was fully inside of her, and little did she know that that would be indeed a saving grace, for it would distract her from the pain of giving him her virginity!
 
He had a wolfish smile on his face as her moved on top of her. She gasped and nearly cried out as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her furrow, plowing her labia wide. Her hands were on his chest as he dipped the head down and pushed. The bulbous head opened the tight outer ring and entered her. He pulled back slightly and pushed deeper. Blaanid writhed beneath him, making small cries. In another stroke, the head pressed against her hymen and her body convulsed. He bobbed a few strokes, not going further, wetting his cock fully, letting her prepare. Then he thrust again, harder. He felt her give way to him and his cock sank deeply into her. Her body went rigid for a time, then squirmed beneath him. He started to fuck her in long steady strokes, the head of his cock running the length of her pussy. She wanted him inside her. Now he was. He was fucking her, owning her, taking what was his. His thrusts now buried him completely in her, the head of his cock tapping her cervex. Soon, he would cum and leave himself in her...
 
Blaanid felt at first an awkward discomfort as the head of his cock began to push into her, and then as she broke through her hymen, she gasped as the terrible pain wracked her body. But then Sean seemed to know how to make it all better his thrusting seemed to take on a whole rhythm and she was being washed away by his thrusting, him filling her and soon she was no longer in pain, but in completely bliss.

She was moaning like a complete wanton as he fucked her, making her feel pleasures that she wasn't even sure were even possible and soon found herself arching into his body, that cock of his so deep that she could feel the head of his cock bumping her cervix, almost as though he was demanding entry into her womb, though little did she understand that soon there would be far more between them than just a marriage agreement.
 
Blaanid lay groaning beneath him like a bitch in heat. He also groaned as he fucked her, feeling the head of his cock bump repeatedly against her cervex. Yes, he wanted to bathe her womb with his seed. He wanted to make her his own. His rhythm picked up, attuned to his desires. He was fucking her now, mating with her.

He heard her cry out and her pussy grab onto him. The tightness brought his own pleasure to a point, and with a shout, he came and came. Pulse after pulse of semen pumped into her. He thrust deeply, and owned her.
 
Blaanid had never felt something more amazing in her life and she could not help but whimper with the pleasure and gasp in shock as she felt jet after hot jet of his seed flow into her. She of course had no idea that she could even now be in danger of having his babe, she was a Lady and things like this were not spoken of in her family and so she would just think that this was somehow an extra special pleasure to enjoy in ones bed.

The next few nights she enjoyed the same pleasures that Sean had offered her that first night, and with each new night it seemed to become even more pleasurable. But in the weeks that followed, after the marriage agreement had been set up and signed, Blaanid had not bled her normal flow at all. And even her maid had noticed this.

It wasn't until Blaanid had to go to a special ball as her fiance as her main dance partner that she had found that she could not at all fit in the gown that she had just had made for her at the beginning of the season. Her breasts were far too big for the gown and her belly seemed to really make things tight further down.

The maid of course could not mistake this at all for what it was and had her charge relax in her bed while she made it clear that she would go get another gown. But instead of getting another gown, she had hired a hack to go over to where Lord Sean lived just down a couple of streets and begged to speak with him in private.
 
Sean was surprised to see Blaanid's maid, but not terribly surprised at the news. He thanked her for coming and compensated her well for her time and expenses. He hesitated, then went to speak to his father, who was not thrilled, but not surprised either. Since the details of the wedding had not been finalized, he suggested that the young couple go on a prolonged holiday and marry. Sean agreed that this would allow everyone to save face, and was happy at the prospect of traveling. He bade his father goodbye and went to see his fiance.

Not that he minded, of course. He had noticed that Blaanid's breasts seemed bigger, but thought he was imagining things. It was a tremendous turn on to him, making him every more eager to couple with her in every way.
 
As soon as Blaanid's maid Alice had left the room, Blaanid felt as though she had been hit hard by exhaustion, so much that she had laid down upon her bed and with no one else in the house fell asleep to the sound of quiet.

She only woke to find that Sean was standing in her bedroom and looking out her window she could tell that it was getting dark and she was only dressed in her undergarments, which made her feel just a little worried saying, “Oh god! I must have fallen asleep! Alice had gone to get me another gown for tonight.” But then looked at Sean a little closer saying, “You shouldn't be in here, what if someone catches us?” She of course not yet understanding her own condition and the fact that they would no doubt soon be on their way to Gretna Green where Sean would no doubt marry her in order to protect his soon to be heir or daughter with his name.
 
Sean sat down on the bed and embraced her, quieting her concerns. "My love," he explained, "Your gown does not fit because you are pregnant and my child is growing within you." Blaanid gasped and asked flurry of questions. How did he know? What would they do? Sean told her that arrangements had already been made and they would be leaving soon for another estate until the child was born. The conversation went back and forth for some time, but they both finally accepted the reality of the situation.

Sean also explained that another dress could not be found, but he was certain that she could still wear the one she had had made. Blaanid expressed doubt, but soon Shawn was shoe horning her into the dress. He surveyed his work. She was stunning. Her curves and bounteous breasts, in the tight dress, were intensely erotic. He showed her to a mirror, whispering in her ear, "Every man will be watching you tonight and I will be counting the hours until I may visit your bed."
 
Blaanid felt her cheeks turn an attractive pink at the very thought of Sean coming to her bed again and smiled at him, kissing that wonderful mouth. The very thought of them living together and getting married thrilled her beyond belief and she could not help but place her hand on her belly, already feeling the slight swell there as Alice spoke behind them saying, “Shall I have the carriage ready to take her things to the other estate?”

She then adding, “Lady Blaanid is also going to need a good midwife to care for her as well, and I know a good woman.”

Blaanid of course smiled at him again saying, “Will you take us to Gretna Green? Perhaps we should skip this ball and just get married right away?”

After all her exhaustion was hitting her again and she could feel herself wanting nothing more than to lay down and sleep again.
 
Sean took Blaanid's hand and pulled her to her feet. "Alas my love," he explained, "half of the nobility of the realm is here and expecting to see us both. We must. Besides, you are a splendor to see." He smiled broadly at her, "Shall we?"
 
Blaanid of course nodded her head and went with him, hooking her hand around his arm as he offered it to her and took some comfort that at least he would be there at her side as they moved through the ball room, but she was not at all sure that she would be able to handle the dancing and long night of social niceties.

At least right now she would be okay, but she could feel her body screaming at her to rest within only a couple of hours at being at the ball.
 
Sean was quite pleased to have Blaanid on his arm as they wandered the ball, chatting with guests, and danced. He was particularly keen introduce her to certain men and couples, with whom he shared a certain membership. They all seemed to appreciate the introduction, and discreetly admired the curves of her body and the lushness of her breasts. The women gave her an envious look as Sean showed her off.

The evening wore on, and soon Sean could see that Blaanid was exhausted. He suggested that he take her to her chamber, and she readily agreed. He wrapped his hand around her waist as they walked the halls, his hand enjoy the curve of her waist to her hip. Soon, they were back in her rooms, and Sean undressed her. Each layer removed showed more and more of her body, until at last she was naked and his cock fully hard inside his clothes. He picked her up and carried her to bed. As he covered her up, he asked, "Shall I join you, my love?"
 
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