Lessons In Lovemaking

[BiSmiley]

(OOC:Closed for Slippedhalo and Garajd)

“So there I was with this fiery Irish lass hanging on every word that fell from my lips.., she wasn’t shy of holding other things if you get my meaning.” There he was for the third night in a row talking up the crowd, bullshitting his way to free drinks and food since his stories seemed to loosen the purse strings of all those who listened. Unfortunately he didn’t realize who exactly was listening and what they had already been told.

This was Abel, a handsome young storyteller with his chestnut locks and crystal blue eyes, he was now a simple scribe having just returned home after a long ten years in Ireland sent away from the life that his mother never wanted for him. Abel was always fond of telling stories and at times it seemed his only defence and his only worthwhile skill.

His mother didn’t want the boy to grow up around her business, a thriving bordello in the heart of the city, not the environment for a boy to grow up in. But in recent years things had seemed to go down hill and she hadn’t been able to make the payments to the crown, and so she had to sell… but who she sold it too or even that she had sold it never reached the ears of poor Abel.

Until later that night “What is this mum?!”

“What?”

“You were talking me up to the ‘Prince’! and you sold the Bordello?!” He wasn’t happy that she had hidden this from him and that he wasn‘t as well off as he was led to believe making him suddenly nervous about all the money he‘d spent and how little coin he had left.

“I’m sorry but we are over extended, and I had no choice it wasn’t the money, the crown was coming down hard on us we couldn’t refuse or risk being hauled out by our hair!” She stopped “But if you take this opportunity we can live in luxury for the rest of our lives.”

She had a point, he sighed nervously, he had to see the Prince tomorrow and the likelihood of refusing this offer now was almost none either that or go back to the library in Ireland…oh god no! “Do you know what he’s asked of me?!”

“Yes of course! It was the only thing I could think of to save our skins or would you rather the street, now get ready you’re meeting him tomorrow.”

(OOC:

Name:Abel Callo (clickhere)
Age:18
Sex:male
Height:5'9"
Weight:158lbs
Build:Sleek and trim
Hair color: medium lenght brunette
Eye color:Crystal blue
Note: Abel is quite the story teller, and tends to lie when backed into a corner or if he feels the need to impress, but infact he is a simple scribe and a virgin

lets get this show on the road )

 

[slippedhalo]

Princess Gabrielle (last name?)
Age: five days since her 18th birthday, she was married two days later.

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Having spent many years being educated in the convent she has been raised to be very traditional and obedient. She has no comprehension of how to please a man but has learned her whole life that her duty would be to please her future husband, run a clean and efficient household, and to bear and raise many fine young. (It's going to come as quite a shock to her to be told what her new husband wants her to do...)

 

[garajd]

The Prince . . . William Henry Arthur Ballister, the Third . . . Hank to all his friends. Age 52, long-time friend and confidant of the King, Gabrielle's father. He had planned on marrying Gabrielle's older sister, but she was married by the time Hank and completed his latest service to the King, so he willingly took the younger Gabrielle for his wife.

Days before the wedding, he learned she was still a virgin . . . and he really had no desire to be the one who took her virginity and teach her the ways of marriage . . . he had a healthy sexual appetite, as evidenced by his number of conquests over the years . . .. whores, wives of conquered noblemen, and any other lady who would open her treasure to him.

The Prince has determined that he will find a suitable younger gentleman (experienced) to 'bust Gabrielle's cherry' and be her sex instructor, with significant input from him so that she will be completely ready for some of his worldly desires . . .

Now to find the gentleman!!

 

[BiSmiley]

Abel was shown to the lavish home of the Prince by the escort that met him at the tavern the other night and now standing before the man himself a little nervously "Good day Your Highness," trying to hide the slight Irish accent as best he could "My mother said you had a job for me but didn't go into details, what she warned was that it would be because of my prowess and skills I'd mastered away from home." He 'did' sound charming and suave despite his heart attempting to pound its way out of his chest.

 

[slippedhalo]

Gabrielle was sitting beneath a parasol on the balcony just outside of the royal couple's sleep chambers. It's design was highly influenced by her husband's travels and one of the sights he'd been most taken with in the east had been the lovely hanging gardens. So, this meant their balcony very much resembled a smaller version of such gorgeous gardens from far away lands. To her it was all a new concept and she'd never traveled to have seen anything like it in her young life which meant the gardens in her new home were one of the most amazing things she'd ever seen before. Gabrielle sat in admiration of the home which was now her's. It was so big, and so beautiful! But, something here was amiss.

She was trying to understand what the Prince's problem with her could be. It had to be a problem, right? He hadn't touched her since their ceremonial kiss at their wedding three days before and had seemed perfectly alright with her virginal nervousness but hadn't even tried to coax another kiss from her. Gabrielle knew her husband had been promised her older sister, Maria but Maria had made the acquaintance of the Prince of Brentin during her teen years and when he rose to power as King while her promised one was still away on one of their father's errands of peacemaking, Father'd been asked for Maria's hand in marriage to the new King of Brentin... With an apology letter to his best friend sent he offered up Gabrielle as a consolation for losing Maria and had given permission for Maria to marry King Philip of Brentin and become a queen at the age of nineteen. This left Gabrielle, age sixteen, promised to her sister's first suitor and set to marry him upon the first sunday after her eighteenth birthday...and now Gabrielle wondered if, perhaps, her husband had really cared a great deal more about the engagement to Maria than he'd let on. Maybe he'd never really wanted Gabrielle but had been afraid to insult her father by refusing her hand...

...Gabrielle felt the tears welling up in her eyes. Maybe he took one look at her, her ginger red locks, her petite, not convincingly curvaceous body, the five light freckles on her nose that no amount of bleaching or powder could cover up enough once close up...maybe he thought she was ugly and couldn't bear the idea of lying with the likes of her. She knew the rule with gingers, people either loved or hated them, not much in between...As she sat in self recrimination and confused silence she was distracted by the sight of the very man she was about to shed a tear over stroll through their quarters and stop at the french doors, eying her with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Husband, you asked me to meet you here?" she asked in a small, wobbly voice she wished sounded more confident the second she'd heard it.

 

[garajd]

"Yes, Gabrielle . . . please enjoy the view for a few more minutes. I will be with you soon as I have an important matter to discuss with you."

Turning and heading into my study, I find that the staff has escorted Abel there and he is standing, waitingfor me. "Good morning, Abel . . . I have an important request to make of you. My staff tells me that your mother was the proprietor of a well-known bordello for some years, and I am assuming that you are 'experienced' beyond your young years in such activities as take place in such settings. My problem is this; My wife, Gabrielle, is just 18 and is a virgin. I would like to employ you for a short period of time to show her the ways of a husband and wife."

"The conditions are these: You will have a room here. I have set up a separate room that you and Gabrielle will use for your 'teaching times'. She will sleep with me in my bed every night. I may, from time to time, either from a closet in the room, or actually in the room, observe the two of you together. You will follow all direction from me at all times. Finally, I may require that, occasionally, you demonstrate to her how she is to satisfy my needs. At the end of two months, or sooner, you will be handsomely compensated for you efforts."

"I must have your answer now, or I will find another suitable instructor. You may ask any questions at this time. If you answer is "No", you may be excused. If your answer is "Yes", then you will indicate your answer by disrobing so that I may examine you before introducing you to Gabrielle."

 

[BiSmiley]

That was quite the weigh dropped on Abel's mind, but what choice did he have...he couldn't bare to live the life of a beggar, and his stories would never pull enough coin to live comfortably. This seemed the best chance and all that came flowing into his mind about bedding the Prince's wife, and that he'd be watching....'my god' he thought 'how am I going to pull this of?!'.

Before he knew it he was stripping off his shirt while asking the only questions that made sense"How much am I getting paid? and what do you mean demonstrate 'to' her do you mean I... have to...you?" Oh shit he swallowed hard and did his best to look confident whilst stepping out of his trousers "Ofcourse you majesty I wont disappoint you." Abel couldn't really believe that he'd just to agreed to the madness, let alone almost convinced himself that he was capable of it.

 

[garajd]

Inwardly smiling at Abel's discomfort, Hank watched as Abel shed his clothing. "Don't worry about what you will be paid. If you satisfactorily complete your task, you will not have to worry about money for a long time."

Looking at him, the Prince notices that Abel is struggling a bit with what seems to be the start of an erection . . . perhaps our instructor also enjoys being a bit of an exhibitionist. Deciding there is only one way to proceed, he steps to the door, "Gabrielle, please come into my study."

 

[slippedhalo]

Gabrielle hears the summoning by her husband (He asked her to call him Hank in private but she still has trouble with that.) and rises to follow the sound of his voice. It was coming from his study, a door which had been usually locked, just off of the sitting room they shared between sleeping and dressing chambers. She came all the way to the doorway and stopped gasping in dismay and shock at what she saw there. A man stood fully naked in the middle of the room. Hank stood by as if this were the most natural occurrence in the world. "Oh my heavens!" she shrieked, blushing deeply and turning her back on the scene, covering her face in embarrassment. "Husband of mine, what is the meaning of all this?!" she asked in a horrified whisper, still unable to turn to face either man at the moment.

 

[BiSmiley]

Her shriek almost had Abel leap free of his flesh he saw her cover her eyes, he was just as nervous about this as she was turning a bit to the side to hide his excitement, he always though of himself as well hung but still it wasn't exactly gentlemanly to stand around without a stitch of decency between him and a... a... such a beautiful lady.

He swallowed hard keeping his eyes to the floor cheeks flushed not exactly sure what to do so he simply knelt to his majesty instead of acting the embarrassed boy that land him as a fraud, and down on one knee it was easier to hide his growing member, and simply stare at the floor hiding that dumb look on his face "Good day Milady." Was all he could say...thinking 'this is where my trail of lies has led me, it'll make for a good story atleast'.

 

[slippedhalo]

Gabrielle shook her head in embarrassed horror. She could barely comprehend the notion that there was a naked stranger there behind her, his proper address of her station just made the whole situation all the more surreal and unbearable for her. "Please, Hank. I know you must find me...undesirable...or...I'm not sure what you feel but after three nights of simply sleeping beside you I come to find this? What are you trying to tell me? How do you expect a simple princess to respond?"

 

[garajd]

"Gabrielle, please take a chair. Abel, please stay where you are."

"Abel, this is my wife, Gabrielle. My dear, Gabrielle, this is Abel. Please let me explain what is going on here. You must understand that I am not displeased with you in any way. Because of your young age, in comparison to mine, and because of your virginal condition, I have retained Abel's services to resolve your condition. You will continue to sleep with my in our marriage bed; however, for the next few weeks, Abel will be spending time with you in a separate bedroom, teaching you the expectations that a man has of his wife. This is my wish, and I will not tolerate any argument."

"Now, I will show you to the room you are to use with Abel; I suggest you use this time wisely to learn everything you can about a man and how to please him . . . I look forward to seeing what you have learned as we spend out nights together in our marriage bed."

 

[BiSmiley]

Abel couldn't believe all this, even as he spelled it out again to his wife especially with every inch on display. He then started toward the room where he'd be staying...and teaching, but not before he asked "May I get dressed first your majesty?" he was kind of hoping he wouldn't be spending the entirety of the next two months wearing only his skin.

Feeling vulnerable like this was heart pounding and exciting but how much could he take.

 

[garajd]

"No . . . come with us just as you are. Gabrielle, come, you will have a brief time to start getting acquainted with Abel before lunch."

 

[slippedhalo]

Gabrielle was astounded. "But..." she began but trailed off as the explanation continued.

Her face was still flushed but she was able to look at the man as she sat. He looked just as embarrassed as her which made her feel slightly more comfortable with his presence, nudity and all. He was an attractive young man, fit looking...But, her gaze had trouble remaining on his manhood. It was moving! Did it somehow sense her there? She knew nothing about the workings of male parts but she'd never guessed their organs were like beasts with minds of their own!

"No . . . come with us just as you are. Gabrielle, come, you will have a brief time to start getting acquainted with Abel before lunch."

She rose from her chair obediently. She still had many misgivings about this arrangement but was taught to obey her Prince and her husband and both were one in the same. He was older and wiser than she and he must know better in these matters. She would have to trust he was doing this because he felt it was necessary. "Husband...Hank, isn't it usual for a bride to be virginal?" she asked in a small voice as they convened in a bedchamber adjacent to the study, one she had been unaware of before because it had been opened through a secret door hidden in a bookshelf on the wall of the study.

As the three of them came through she looked around. It appeared like a typical bedchamber except for a long shelf of unidentifiable objects, some which looked like they belonged more in a dungeon than a bedroom, all lined neatly there...and a chair which had a purple satin blindfold and a long, black feather resting with a pair of oiled wooden dice upon it. The chair had fastenings at the arms and front two legs which appeared to be able to be fastened and re-fastened...Her green eyes widened and she turned to her husband, "Is lovemaking a thing so terrible it requires one to be bound!?!"

 

[BiSmiley]

Abel saw her stare at his...well she stared at him...didn't make it any better either. His package now at full attention and no he had to stand up and follow them around the house with it bobbing at every step. He couldn't cover it up it was bigger than his hands could afford to cover unless he forced it down and doing so would make him look a little suspicious and possibly infuriate the Prince.

Not a good idea he found the most appriate place for his hands at his side still not able to look her in the eyes for long. Even considering what they would have to do sooner or later.

Then seeing the implements of this room he swallowed nervously again, it was like all those stories he either read or wrote, come to life he knew the mechanics of the act but had to guess at the application and the imagination was a terrible thing sometimes. Too late though he was here, they were there, and he was naked. He found himself standing mouth agate right next to Gabrielle her hand accidently brushing against his skin much to his shock but he retained his composure as best he could.

 

[slippedhalo]

As she turned to ask voice her worrying question to her husband Gabrielle felt her hand accidentally brush against Abel's lower stomach, a hair...she'd felt a touch of hair from his private place against the back of her hand for that second. The carnal knowledge of this fact made her shiver and whisper an apology to him over her shoulder before awaiting Hank's reply.

 

[garajd]

Turning to Gabrielle and Abel, "You need concern yourselves only with the bed, for now. Everything else will be explained to you at the appropriate time, if that becomes necessary. Now before I return to my study and leave you two to get better acquainted, Abel will assist you in getting undressed."

 

[slippedhalo]

Gabrielle was left slack jawed and aghast. She was torn between duty and training. It was her duty to please her husband, to serve her land as a princess and perhaps one day as a queen. But, she was appalled by what she was being told she must do with some stranger instead of the man she'd sworn her loyalty to.

He walked from the room quite seriously expecting her to turn to this person instead of him in order to learn womanly ways in the bedroom. It was strange, yes, but it was what he wanted from her. If she did this for him hopefully he'd very very pleased with her and would accept her well and totally as his wife in every way, Gabrielle told herself, trying hard to convince herself that she could do this if it was for the right reasons.

Gabrielle sighed and had to swallow her pride. She moved toward the bed slowly, aware of Abel's eyes on her all the while. "It's only for a few weeks...No one will find out...It will be alright..." she told herself softly as she began to undress, unable to meet the eyes of the man her husband had hired to be her first lover.

 

[garajd]

Hank walked from the bedroom, turning just before he left the room to see Gabrielle fumbling with the buttons on her dress.

Closing the door behind him, he smiled . . . sitting back in his chair . . . ordering coffee to be brought in my one of the servants . . . he would wait before flipping open the peephole in the bookshelves that would allow him to observe this beloved and Abel.

 

[BiSmiley]

(OOC:don't mind me if I disappear its thanksgiving on this side of the globe)

Abel saw him leave but it didn't ease his mind not in the the least he watched this royal beauty try to undress infront of him with something of a struggle. He mustered his courage and saw to help this maiden shed her clothes. Taking little comfort in knowing he wouldn't be the only naked one in the room.

"Don't worry you're not the only nervous one here, I mean you're royalty," He tried to comfort her a little "I screw up in any way and well...you wont be seeing much of me around...but I suppose you've seen all there is to see haven't you." His Irish brogue coming through his words clearly now having spent most of his childhood there.

Pulling away the first layer of her dress gently "I don't see what you have to be ashamed of so I'm sure we'll get through this together just fine." Most of his bullshit was as much to convince himself and distract himself from the breezy room as it was to comfort her.

 

[garajd]

Sipping on his coffee after dismissing the servants, Hank wanders about his office for a few minutes, surveying his property from his study. Finally, giving into his curiosity, he walks over to the bookcase and slowly uncovers the opening thru which he can see into the adjoining room. Abel's erection has dissipated slightly, but as Gabrielle continues to disrobe, he expects to see Abel fully aroused before long . . .

 

[slippedhalo]

Gabrielle shivers as the air of the room becomes the only thing touching her skin. Her clothing is fully shed now and she can feel her pink rosebud nipples nearly painfully sensitive now as the air has them piqued and pointing to the ceiling. "I'm standing here naked...with a naked man...and he's..." she couldn't say the rest, 'not my husband', because it felt so wrong. Taking yet another deep breath she sighed and reminded herself, "Hank wants this. I'll do it because it pleases him." With a nod she forced her eyes to look upon Abel's. "You have very lovely eyes, Abel." Gabrielle said with a tad bit more confidence than she felt. "Kind eyes, that will help."

She sat upon the bed carefully and looked up at her tutor, "What should I learn first?"

 

[BiSmiley]

He nervously excepted the compliment "Well thanks...I uh...well not too many people look me in the eyes with this job."

First! first first? good question he himself was at a loss so why not start with what he knew "Well, uh why don't we start by saying that," the only thing running through his mind was how beautiful she looked even in her state of undress "your whole aim should be to get 'this' to stand at attention." He couldn't bring himself to say the word 'cock' such a vulgar term, and penis was just odd....searching through his mind for an appropriate word but he couldn't find one.

Exasperated he just let his thoughts pour out instead she'd grab on to whatever worked best "my...dick, cock, member, shaft, penis whatever you want to call it has to be hard if you want to please a man, women can do this in more ways than I can count," just thinking about it made his love muscle twitch "every guy's different and some times all it takes is to look at that beautiful unblemished flesh," looking down 'yep' "or uh....or you can take the most direct route."

He was going to take a massive leap and hope to god she didn't run away screaming he reached out for her hand and nervously guided her to take hold of him...god that felt good....soft hands...wait wait wait focus!

With shakey breath he just kept bullshitting his way through the moment "S-so a slight touch or a firm hand can have the same effect...aaah damn that feels- b-but a little motion into it and" he moved her hand up and down once only to make himself shudder only to stop and see if she absorbed anything he'd said "So ummm did you catch all that?" cause he didn't and he was saying it "could you tell me what you understood at least so we can um go over what you didn't?" Yeah she'll really believe that he sighed

 

[garajd]

Peering into the secluded room from his study, Hank finds himself getting aroused just watching his young wife with her "marriage instructor"; he finds her to be incredibly beautiful - nice breasts, not large, but well shaped and firm - tight tummy - well shaped hips around her virgin pussysurrounded by the fmaling red hair that matched the hair on her head. He will give Abel only a couple of days to take her virginity, then he will be partaking of her beauty himself.

As Abel reaches for her hand to touch his cock, Hank can only imagine what her soft hand will feel like against his own shaft . . . perhaps she will be so forward tonight in their bed . . . was this such a good idea to have someone else take her virginity??