Lessons In Lovemaking

Gabrielle shivered as her hand was taken and made to grasp Abel's member. She did as he told her to and found the astounding reality of those organs..."It's hard, but feels silken, soft..." she said more to herself than Abel who likely already knew what his cock felt like.

He asked her to repeat what she'd understood of his instruction. Her hand moved unguided now, stroking him and she hoped this was what was expected, "I...I am to... make my lover hard before we can begin anything. I can do this by enticing him with just looking at me, maybe removing my clothes slowly to tease him a bit?, or if that doesn't work, by touching him...like so...Is that right?"
 
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Hank could only stand and watch as his young wife stroked the hard cock of another man, wondering what was going on inside her body . . . how was she reacting? Hank was glad that his own 'package' was of sufficient size that Gabrielle would not be disappointed when she became intimate with him.
 
"Abel...perhaps you're the right person to ask about this. Back when I was a girl I think I saw something once I shouldn't have and to this day the image has confused me a little bit...I was finished early with my harp lesson and was instructed to look for my lady in waiting, Melina, who was supposed to be waiting to escort me to my riding lesson next. I couldn't find her anywhere. I decided to go by myself. But, when I went to the stables on my own I heard her voice, a murmur, but I could identify her voice anywhere.

I was about to shout at her for having abandoned her duties toward me and just as I jumped through the door ready to chastise her...I saw....The stable boy, Henry, had his trousers down around his ankles and she was kneeling before him. His...his..." Gabrielle paused, trapped in a stammer. Even thinking of the scene was making her blush deeply but having to explain herself using THAT word was difficult.

She finally managed to sputter it out with a very red face and a trembling hand upon the very thing she spoke about, "...his...um, COCK...was in her mouth! I was truly mortified and couldn't bear even to trouble her with what I'd seen because I wasn't even sure what I'd seen. I simply ran away and hid in my room until she came for me. We were 'late' for my riding lesson but I couldn't even look at the stable boy again after that. Abel, what was she doing to him? Was it a lover's act?"
 
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Hank overhears Gabrielle discussing what she had seen as a young child with Abel. While he wants her to learn many things about sex between a husband and wife, Hank is intending for Abel to move things along slowly, concentrating on "basic sex" (fucking) to start with.

Hank also has a sense that Abel has tendencies toward men too . . . that will be useful when it comes to demonstration of the proper oral techniques for stimulating a man.
 
"Well uh...yeah it is, kind of..." how to explain something he'd only read aboujt wasn't all that easy sure the idea had kept him warm on many a cold night but still didn't make this easy "Its a little advanced for us," 'and I don't think I could handle that today' considering she was still mindlessly stroking him and it was making him twitch though nowhere near the pace needed to finish the job "but yes...men and women can use their mouths to please one another...m-much like using your hands s-some are very good at it."

On shakey legs he placed a gentle hand on her bare shoulder and leaned on her a little trying to keep his eyes focused on hers "I-if you ummm go a little faster....i-i-it wil ah....ummmm." How to explain this, how to explain an orgasm without her having experienced one...sure Abel had seen to himself on many occasions but had she? Glancing down in between her legs only to wonder if those silken fingers slipped inside that lovely little flower, the thought made him throb a little.
 
Gabrielle was trying to be pleasant to the tutor. She wanted to learn well enough to make Hank proud of and desiring of her. She sped up her movements, adding her other hand as well, and trying to find a pace which Abel might like more. Based on the moans he made and expression on his face Gabrielle guessed she was finding the right one all on her own. She smiled at this, perhaps a natural talent she'd never known she possessed. His member was sticking out very far now and was quite rigid. "Abel...it looks like it's quite ready. Are you now more able to teach me about, um...you know?" she whispered the last part, giggled and then said the word very softly, "sex?"
 
"I...uh I-I I Oh god!" Abel couldn't hear what she said, teetering on the edge of explosion at the hands of royalty, he shot once...She let go and he spurt again and again as he fell on his ass only to twitch a little as he hit the floor panting a little and looking up in horror I...no please your majesty forgive me I didn't mean to-!" he saw the trail on cum shot up across her naked body one aimed losely around that toned navel and stomach another criss crossing her breasts and the last of it hanging from her cheek to chin... He was petrified but his cock refused to deflate the sight was too much.

So he recovered a few steps back and kneeling in apology.
 
Hank watched a few minutes, realizing that poor Abel was going to cum if Gabrielle kept up her soft, but firm, strokes of his hard cock. Sure enough, he lost control and unloaded a shower of hot cum all over poor Gabrielle . . . well she learned something already . . .
 
"I...uh I-I I Oh god!" Abel couldn't hear what she said, teetering on the edge of explosion at the hands of royalty, he shot once...She let go and he spurt again and again as he fell on his ass only to twitch a little as he hit the floor panting a little and looking up in horror I...no please your majesty forgive me I didn't mean to-!" he saw the trail on cum shot up across her naked body one aimed losely around that toned navel and stomach another criss crossing her breasts and the last of it hanging from her cheek to chin... He was petrified but his cock refused to deflate the sight was too much.

So he recovered a few steps back and kneeling in apology.

Gabrielle was surprised at the sudden explosion.
It was hot and sticky and..."Oh, Goodness!" she exclaimed moving backward further on the bed. She looked down on herself, at the goo that spilled from Abel's cock. "...How?"

He apologized and she sat there frozen. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked.
 
"I...uh I-I I Oh god!" Abel couldn't hear what she said, teetering on the edge of explosion at the hands of royalty, he shot once...She let go and he spurt again and again as he fell on his ass only to twitch a little as he hit the floor panting a little and looking up in horror I...no please your majesty forgive me I didn't mean to-!" he saw the trail on cum shot up across her naked body one aimed losely around that toned navel and stomach another criss crossing her breasts and the last of it hanging from her cheek to chin... He was petrified but his cock refused to deflate the sight was too much.

So he recovered a few steps back and kneeling in apology.

Gabrielle was surprised at the sudden explosion.
It was hot and sticky and..."Oh, Goodness!" she exclaimed moving backward further on the bed. She looked down on herself, at the goo that spilled from Abel's cock. "...How?"

He apologized and she sat there frozen. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked.
 
Hank stepped away from his viewing place, took a deep breath and walked into the room, putting forth a good effort at looking suprised at seeing them both naked and a trail of cum on Gabrielle's body . . .

"Looks like the lessons are progressing . . . since it's about time for lunch, I would suggest that you both get cleaned up and dressed. I will see you in the small dining room shortly."
 
Gabrielle was blushing deeply as Hank came in to see them in this situation. "Husband!" she exclaimed, moving quickly to get some distance between that bed, Abel, and herself, looking around frantically for something to wash off with. She nearly stumbled over a dressing table but Hank righted her just in time, handing her a damp towel with a proud smile on his face. That settled her nerves a great deal. "Thank you, my beloved. I'm sorry I made such a mess." Gabrielle said as she cleaned off, noting Hank's eyes seeming to devour the sight of her bared flesh. "Would you like to help me find any places I may have missed?" she asked him, hoping including him in her learning would help ease the transition for them all.
 
Hank smiled and took the damp cloth from her hand and wiped an imaginary spot off her cheek . . . he knew whe needed the reassurance from him that he was satisfied with her actions in submitting to his demands.

As he turned to walk from the room, his back to Gabrielle, but still in full view of Abel, Hank reached down and discreetly rubbed his cock thru his clothing, noticing that Abel's eyes were on him the entire time.
 
Gabrielle dressed quickly but made sure her appearance was flawless before leaving the secret place to join her husband for lunch in the smaller dining room. "Abel, it sounds as if he would like you to join us for lunch. I would as well. When the servants are out of earshot we have a great deal to discuss." she said, heading down to the dining room ahead of Abel.
 
Hank takes time to walk thru a garden and enjoy the fresh outdoor air before going into the dining room; he tells the staff that in addition to Gabrielle, a friend of his will also be joining them for lunch.
 
Gabrielle enters the room from the main hallway and smiles a special smile from across the room at her husband. With a smiling nod from him she is seated at her end of the table. Their main houseman, Gregory, was present and pulled out her chair for her and helped her into it. Gregory had two of the maids set an extra seat at the ''smaller'' dining-room table (with room for 6) between the head and foot of the room, Hank and Gabrielle's seats. When Abel arrived he was shown to his place but he knew not to sit before the Prince took his place first.

Gabrielle smiled politely at Abel when he came into the dining-room but she couldn't quite make eye contact with the servants present. It was still too fresh and awkward for her.
 
Having recovered Abel managed to calm his excitement after finding his clothes relishing the security and comfort they afforded. He accepted the kind invitation to lunch still regretting making a mess of the future queen, and not being able to control his wandering eyes even when looking upon the prince...

It was odd that it drew him as much as Gabrielle's naked form had... Assuming it was just an after effect of being so worked up he tried to shake those thoughts from his mind if only for the duration of lunch.

"Beg my forgiveness for asking but what is being set out for lunch?" Looking around using his hunger to avoid talking about what had happened.
 
"Being the nice day that it is, the staff has prepared a delightful salad for us . . .perhaps, you would like a glass or wine with your lunch? Gabrielle, would you like wine? I prefer to have water with my lunch, then coffee after when I return to my study to receive my daily reports from the farm staff and investment advisors."

Turning to Gabrielle, "My dear, you may do whatever you wish after lunch; Abel, I would like to speak with you for a few minutes in my study when we have finished our meal."

"Gabrielle, since the staff have left us alone, is there anything you would like to talk about . . . any questions or observations from this morning?"
 
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Gabrielle acquiesced that she would indeed like a glass of chilled rose' wine and as the staff left to fetch her the chosen wine she's selected she considered her husband's question and replied, "Yes...I wanted to understand what happened... I mean, Abel, you EXPLODED! But, you seemed to feel no pain from it. Does that happen often?"

She eyed them both as she unfolded her napkin and placed it upon her lap. "And, Hank, am I expected to be...taken...by Abel tonight or sometime in the future instead?" She asked, while staring down at her lap. But, she needed to know. She had to prepare herself. "Is there something I should be doing when I am not in the midst of lessons to prepare for them?"
 
Watching the expression on her face, "What you saw this morning was the end result of an orgasm by a man . . . no, my love, it is not painful; rather, it is quite enjoyable. While I do not understand the reaction of a woman when her lover has his orgasm, I am quite sure that it is indeed a pleasurable sensation for the lady when her lover releases within her."

Pausing as the servant brings her glass of wine. "I will be speaking with about the next stage of your instruction. I would expect that Abel will not 'take you', as you put it, tonight. However, it will be very soon, perhaps as early as tomorrow."
 
Gabrielle sighed, not sure entirely how she felt about that. She thought she'd feel relieved at that news but it wasn't so much so. Having the possibility just hanging over her anytime in the coming days was also a bit stressful. She looked to Abel hoping he could clarify further with his own intentions and perhaps a bit of a plan for her to follow along with.
 
"Gabrielle, I want to make sure you are absolutely prepared for your 'first time'. Therefore, I will give Abel specific direction on how to proceed. My love, I want lovemaking to be an absolutely enjoyable experience for you. Shall we enjoy our the rest of our lunch. If you have further questions, I will sit with you on the balcony after lunch for a while."
 
She nodded and proceeded with the usual conversation they'd begun before breakfast time, wondering what to do with the grounds when the spring came and what sort of decor changes she might make to the castle to make it feel more like her home as well. The banter was enjoyable and she relaxed considerably remembering her husband was indeed very charming and easy to be around. He'd look out for her, she knew he cared. Why had she ever doubted his attraction to her? She wondered as she enjoyed lunch.
 
"I like some of your ideas, Gabrielle; we'll talk to a designer in a few days and see what we can do. Would like a brief walk thru the garden with me before I have a little chat with Abel?"
 
She looked to Abel who was happily stuffing his face, likely never having eaten so much of so many delicacies all in one place before and she smiled politely. "Please go ahead and finish your lunch, Abel. We should be back before coffee and dessert."

That said, she took the Prince's offered arm and walked into the garden with him. Once out of earshot she whispered, "What is it, my dear?"
 
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