David ap Gillen The Welsh Bard

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"David, I'm sorry. You are a kind and gentle man, one who means a great deal to me."

Sara’s voice soft gentle her eyes shining with the mist of her tears.

“I didn't understand it before, but I want you to see me as a woman David, not a child, not a girl. I want…”

Her voice now a broken whisper. Before I could speak before reason could take hold Sara’s arms where around my neck, her lips on mine, that kiss said all there was to be said and I abandoned my self to it. No I did not see Sara as a child I saw her as a young vibrant woman that I loved.

Slowly I break our kiss.

“Sara what do you want?”

 

[Tammi]

Our kiss breaks. I gaze into his eyes and see what I felt in his kiss.

Sara what do you want?

I blush, knowing the answer to his question, but find it difficult to speak the words. An anxious tension fills the air as he waits for my answer. Softly I speak the words that come from my heart.

“I don’t want to be a girl any more, David. I want to be a woman, in everyway. I want to be with you, like men are with women.”

My fingers tremble as they start untying the lace of my girdle.

 

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Sara blushes deep crimson as she buries her head in my chests and whispers.

“I don’t want to be a girl any more, David. I want to be a woman, in everyway. I want to be with you, like men are with women.”

Sara steps back her fingers trembling as they go to the laces of her bodice and start to undo them. Her eyes demurely downcast. I left Sara’s chin, a soft kiss.

“Sara let me help you”

As her hands drop to her sides I unlace hr bodice and let it fall to the floor. I sweep Sara in to my arms carrying her to the narrow bed. Setting her on her dainty feet by it.

“Are you sure this is what you want Sara?”

 

[Tammi]

He unlaces my bodice with a gentle knowing hand. My body quivers in his strong arms when he carries me to the bed. Although afraid, the warmth I feel each time we embrace, each time the soft touch of his lips brush mine, makes me yearn for more.

Are you sure this is what you want Sara?

All I can think about is his soft voice and gentle caresses before when he had eased my fears, giving me so much pleasure instead. Looking at him, I know I am anxious and somewhat frightened but only of something I have never experienced, not of him.

“Yes David, I’m sure. I want to know what’s it is to be a woman in your arms.”

Standing on my tip toes with a blushing smile, I give him a tender kiss while my hands unbuttoned the skirt and let it slip to the floor.

 

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“Yes David, I’m sure. I want to know what’s it is to be a woman in your arms.”

Sara Blushes her innocents as she rises on her toes to kiss me, her hands at her skirt, it now pooled around her feet. Bending I take her foot in my hand and slip the boot from her foot, kissing her dainty foot then the other in like manner is removed,

Slowly I stand the helm of Sara’s chemise in my hands and as I lit it a kisses flow the retreating material up her shapely legs across the smooth plain of Sara’s belly, the contours of her breasts, till finally the garment flutters to the floor cast aside and our lips meet in a firry passionate kiss.

 

[Tammi]

Slowly he removes my chemise, his feathery kisses send warm chills down my spine and quicken my pulse. A coquettish look and soft shimmer are in my eyes standing naked and vulnerable in front of him. Though the want and desire in his eyes inflames me and I surrender myself in the passion of our kiss.

I help him remove his clothes, my hands softly caressing his magnificent body as each item falls to the floor. I kiss his neck, shoulders, chest, delighting in the taste of him on my moist lips. I embrace him, eager to feel the warmth of his body against mine. Our eyes meet with loving desire and enfolding me in his arms, he picks me to lay me on the bed as he lies beside me.

My arms go around him, drawing him to me as our lips meet. My taut nipples press into his chest. Soft shivers and tingles sweep through me with each new touch of his body against mine.

 

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We lay ther in each other’s arms, our kiss deep and passionate. My hands slowly follow the curve of Sara’s body; a finger softly circles the areola of her nipple, kisses light and feathery follow the line of her jaw. I whisper how Sara pleases me my voice warm and moist on her heck as I tenderly kiss her behind the ear lightly tonguing her neck as I kiss her.

 

[Tammi]

There is an overwhelming sensation as his finger circles my nipple, I gasp softly. All his light and tender kisses thrill me. His whispered words warm against my neck excite me. His tongue tickles me in away I have never known before, making me squirm in pleasure.

I whisper to him the joy he stirs in me, how much I want to please him. My fingers softly comb the hair of his chest then lightly graze around his nipples. My face buries in the crook of his neck, softly kissing his shoulder while my body quivers roused by his touches.

 

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Sara’s touch is light yet leaves fire in it wake. Her soft loving words music to my ears. I feel the bud of her nipple become taunt under my touch I roll that taunt bud between thumb and fore finger. Kisses trail down the slender column of her neck accompanied by light teasing tonguing to rest at the hollow of Sara’s neck. My hand reluctantly leaves her nipple to float down across her flat abdomen to lightly trace small circles on her inner thighs

Then ever so gently they rise to stir the fine downy fleece of her Venus Mound.

 

[Tammi]

I whimper softly feeling my nipple harden between his thumb and finger. My fingers gently bite into his arm from the piercing tingles at my breast. My eyes close as I raise my head back loving how his kisses softly tease my neck.

An anxious yearning is left at my breast when his hand strays, but soon replaced with a new desire with the velvety touch of his hand at my thighs.

A soft moan escapes me at the first touch of his fingers gentle between my legs. My hips involuntarily arch to his hand and again my fingers grip his arm. My thighs tremble slightly parting, allowing and wanting to feel more of the pleasure he is awakening in me.

 

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Sara grips my arm her supple body arches to my touch, her velvet thighs parting for me.

Gentle, loving kisses and teasing tonguing follow the gentle curve of Sara’s breast, then a long, slow, lick up that sweet scented valley between them. As my lips suckle her diamond hard nipple a finger slowly parts her rose pink neither lips to massage the hooded guardian of Sara's sweet secret garden.

 

[Tammi]

My heart skips a beat with the silky feel of his tongue between my breasts. As he begins to suckle my nipple, the incredibly wonderful feeling takes my breath away. My hand moves down his abdomen until I feel his hardness at my fingertips and I begin slowly stroking him.

I bury my face in his chest, my breath warm against him and I softly moan, the pleasure is so intense from the massaging of his finger. My hand curls around his manhood, holding him, while my own passion climbs, the warm moisture slippery against his finger.

 

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Sara’s hand softly takes me stroking, pleasing, and exciting me the sweet fresh pearly dew of her soft warm essences greets the fingers that message her and bring her pleasure. My mouth pays homage to her other sweet nipple the first now massaged by my other hand. Sara’s breath is warm against my chest the little sighs and moans of the pleasure I give her my reward. Slowly lovingly by kiss retrace their steps to once again claim Sara’s sweet lips and mouth. Our kiss broken my eyes hold hers captive as I position my self between Sara’s welcoming thighs.

“Our you sure my love?”

My eyes ask the question that my lips can not utter in my need and desire for her.

 

[Tammi]

With every touch of his soft lips and massaging hands the desire inside me rose higher. His passionate kiss when his lips claimed mine was met with the same fierce desire that matched his own.

I spread my legs, opening myself to him as he shifted and positioned himself between my thighs. I looked deep into his eyes, seeing the question he needed answered. With one hand softly at the back of his neck, my other hand guided him to the warmth of my entrance.

“Yes…”

My voice was but a whisper. My eyes answered back, letting him know how much I wanted him. I pulled him to me, answering him again in our kiss.

 

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Sara’s Eyes answer my question her hand guides me to her, her kiss speaks of her longing and desire.

I sigh into that kiss as the velvet tip of my desire parts Sara’s roes pink outer lips to slide on her sweet flowing nectar to part her coral pink inner lips slowly tenderly I enter her and pause to let that sweet silken channel adjust to my presence.

Then like the tide I enter a little farther then retreat to come again a little deeper into Sara. Slowly lovingly our dance of love commences.

 

[Tammi]

My hips arch in open greeting to the warmth of his velvety tip as he tenderly moves to enter my moist and silken passage. I gasp, my fingers clutch his shoulders, tensing at first from the gripping pain as he begins to penetrate me.

With his slow and tender strokes, I grow accustomed to and begin welcoming the feel of his steely manhood. The slow steady crescendo of our joining release all the fears that had built up. I give myself to him in a reckless abandon. Softly I whimper and moan with pleasure and my arms wrap around him. My hips move to meet his while the warmth of my passage tightly envelops him, engulfing all of him deep with in me.

 

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Sara body arch to mine soft whimpers of her discomfort slowly change to soft gasps and moans of pleasure as our dance of love continues. With each small stoke foreword and each long retreat after I slowly stretch Sara’s silken passage as she becomes accustomed to me. All this time our kiss lingers and deepens till at last we two are one even sharing the same life giving breath.

Then a stroke that nudges Sara’s Maiden head. I draw back slowly then quickly thrust to minimize my loves pain. Sara gaps her pain into our kiss. I brush the tears from her cheek and hold still deep inside my love.

“Hush Sara the pain will soon past and the pleasure shall return I promise you”

 

[Tammi]

The pleasure of becoming one with him, the deep passion of our kiss had rested all the things that I had so long feared. There wasn’t anything that could have been as wonderful as this love now being shared between us.

Then a twinge of discomfort, followed by a sharp, stinging pain when he quickly thrust inside me. I gasped out, tears flowing while the pain continued, the pleasure now gone and my fears returned.

Hush Sara the pain will soon past and the pleasure shall return I promise you

His voice was soft and soothing, his hands ever so gentle brushing my tears away. In his eyes I saw his love, and I began to relax. Wordlessly, looking at him, my eyes were filled with love and let him know I trusted him.

Very slowly he began to withdraw, then move forward beginning our dance again. With each stroke, little by little, he kept his promise and soon the pain was became a distant memory, replaced with increasing pleasure and passion.

 

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Sara’s whimpers of pain soon turn to moans of pleasure as our dance of love continues. Our lips find each other and again we are lost in a sweet passionate kiss, then I bathe her face in soft kisses, nibble at her earlobe, kiss and suckle the tender buds of her nipples, yet the smooth even stroke of our union continue till Sara is engulfed in a flood of pleasure as her orgasm breaks suddenly upon her. The clinching of her silken passage on my manhood brings my own sudden release of joy deep with in her.

We lay there spent on the narrow bed under the eves of the little inn. I rain kisses on Sara, my hands teasing and pleasing her as I bring her back to a more normal state, We talk of little nothings and laugh abort her wading in the stream and the way she had fed me wild berries on the mountain side earlier that day. Slowly sleep comes to claim us Sara held tightly in my arms.

 

[Tammi]

I sleep sound, exhausted in his arms, the warmth of his body keeping the chill away throughout the night. The passion shared, keeping my heart warm against his.

The early morning dawn brings a bustling of noises outside our small room as the innkeepers ready themselves for what the day will hold. Slowly they mix with the beautiful music of nature outside, the birds sweetly singing their separate songs of the coming day all blending in perfect harmony together.

I look up seeing the soft peaceful slumber he is in and smile feeling a happiness I had never known before. Soft and tenderly I brush my lips across his, small light kisses on his cheek, his chin, his neck. My hand gently combs through his hair as I slowly stir him from slumber.

 

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I awake to Sara’s soft kisses and her fingers in my hair. My eyes flutter open slowly and I smile up at her.


“Did you rest well Sara?”

The morning and breakfast call to us and the need to be once more on the road again.

 

[Tammi]

I smile at him and kiss him softly, before rising from the bed. Standing, with the sunlight filtering the room, I blush aware of my nakedness now that it is daylight. I reach down and quickly slip my chemise on. A low growl comes from my belly and I look at him again, then giggle.

Sitting back on the bed, my arms on his shoulders, I smile into his eyes. A hundred questions race through my head, filled with a new excitement with this new day.

“Where is it we are going David? Do you have a home somewhere? Do you have family? Are you on your way to help someone else?…Are you hungry? Do you want help dressing?…….”

My questions flow like a river and then silence. He is barely awake and here I sit just rattling on and on.

 

[cgraven]

“Where is it we are going David? Do you have a home somewhere? Do you have family? Are you on your way to help someone else?…Are you hungry? Do you want help dressing?…….”

“Nay Sara you go have your breakfast for we have many a mile to travel this day”

I watch Sara so happy and free goes down to her breakfast and my heart is heavy for as much as I love her I know the life on the road is not a life for a young woman such as Sara.

This night we will spend under the roof of a young Welsh chieftain a long day’s walk from the little inn. Again I pack my traveling bag for it is the lot of the bard to be a traveling man, yet a woman needs hearth and home not lonely nights spent on the open slops of the country side.

 

[Tammi]

With my heart happy, I go have breakfast, but soon I can’t help hearing the things that are whispered around me. I realize why he didn’t answer my questions and their rumors are heartfelt as I begin to get a good understanding of what they are saying.

I look down at my food, having only taken several bites, I push the plate away. When he joins me at the table, I smile up at him, my heart aches, but there is nothing in my expression that shows him what I feel. I see in his eyes the pain he is feeling, now having a good idea what his thoughts may be and my heart goes out to him.

When he finishes his breakfast, I follow him quietly out the inn. As we walk, talking of little unimportant things, I laugh and giggle as if I have heard nothing. I know our time grows short, and as hard as it is to accept, I feel only love for this kind gentle man that has given me something that no one else has ever given me.

 

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Breakfast finished, we again take to the open road winding ever deeper into Wales and away from the Marcher Lands where the Normans slowly eat into the ancient land of my birth. . I know the calloused comments of the guess at the Inn have hurt Sara deeply as she nay touched her breakfast and though smiling and giggling as we wake I see the hurt in her eyes.

Our lunch a simple affair of bread and cheese, some cider, by a mountain stream. On we travel till late afternoon the sun just kissing thee ridges to the west that now lay behind us to arrive at the hill top keep of the young Welsh lord.

Nay it is not the might stone keep of the Norman, nor do men at arms patrol the walls. Nay it is a propitious farm the fields in the valley the manor house circular, a earth and log palisade around it with stables and shops along the inner wall the young lord comes bounding out to greet us and shows each of us to a guest room and his eyes alight at the mere sight of Sara his manners respectful as her treads her like the lady she is.