Lessons In Lovemaking

Abel let them do their talking he hadn't noticed much of the conversation or the explanations he was absorbed in this amazing meal...and this was only lunch! He could eat like this every day, and then the thoughts of 'dinner' flooded his thoughts he melted in the moment of luxury that surrounded him.

"I could get used to this." Looking around with a wide grin at the rest of the food, but he knew he better watch himself he needed to keep fit if he was to keep this job.
 
As they walked into the garden, Hank turned to his lovely wife, "I just felt like a few moments alone with you might be enjoyable on a day like this. I hope you are understanding of what I am 'putting you' through right now. Maybe it's my age, but I just feel that you can best learn from someone closer to your age . . . but, my love, I am eagerly anticipating the many times we will spend together in our marriage bed."

Turning back toward the castle and dessert with Abel, Hank pulled her behind a tree, hidden from everyone's view and kissed her . . . perhaps more passionately than ever . . .
 
Gabrielle listened as Hank spoke and had a sense he was truly being sincere in his desire for her to enjoy their times in their marriage bed together and this was is only motive for these lessons. It settled her worries and insecurities well enough for now, especially as he got a twinkle in his eye closer to a man half his age and pulled her behind the trunk of a rather large tree to steal a kiss. Oh...WHAT A KISS! She'd never been kissed that way, ever. The amount of passion and skill was breathtaking, literally! It was several minutes before they came up for air again and she smiled at him, wrapped her arms around his neck and cuddled him tightly, "I understand, my dear husband. Please understand everything I do is out of love for you, even this tutelage. My aim is to learn to please you the best I can, always."
 
Walking back to the dining room, they rejoin Abel just as coffee and dessert are served. Hank declines the dessert, but takes the coffee and sits back in his chair. His mind wanders briefly over the events of the past few weeks - his return to the area and marriage - and now his plans for the deflowering and 'training' of his virgin bride.

Hank's many sexual experiences over the years run thru his thoughts - all have been with whores who eagerly serve the troops where he has served, casual encounters with women he has met at taverns throughout his travels, and occasionally, the wife of one of his fellow officers. Hank has a very strong sexual appetite and intends to share that with his young wife, eventually including some of the apparatus in the 'secret room' . . .
 
Gabrielle is in a much lifted mood after her encounter with her newlywed husband in the garden and her spirit is contagious once they'd returned to the dining room to rejoin Abel who seemed himself in a very good mood from the lunch spread offered. The conversation was easy and the laughter flowed now just as freely as the refills of wine.

The coffee came out and Gabrielle forced herself to be more restrained, nodding with false seriousness at the offer of an espresso for herself. She smiled a secret smile at Hank as he sat back and looked quite thoughtful. She wondered if he was dreaming of his future bedroom adventures with her. She knew she was growing more comfortable with the idea already and beginning to look forward to new adventures in learning about the private world of love-making.
 
Standing from the table, "My dear, I would suggest you retire our bedroom and take a short nap before I summon you and Abel to your continuing training. Abel, once you have finished your coffee and dessert, please come to my study."

Smiling at both, Hank makes his exit and heads for his office.
 
Abel had his fill maybe more than that but still it was an exquisite set of food, but all things come to an end especially lunch. He made his way back to the study, breinf memories of being forced to strip down waiting for him there along with the Prince.

He entered seeing him and kneeled appropriately "You wanted to see me your majesty?"
 
"Abel, a couple or things. First, your assessment of Gabrielle's understanding of the sex act ifself? And secondly, here is what I would like for you to do this afternoon.

On the shelf in the room, you will find a mirror with a long handle . . . once Gabrielle is undressed, you are to hand her the mirror so that she may examine her sexual area . . . I'm sure that with the proper encouragement from you, she will learn how she is to feel when she is excited sexually. I would suggest that you use some of the lubricant on your fingers today . . . give her a little time before your introduce your cock into her pussy . . . she also needs to learn the terminology of lovers. You should be naked also, so that she can see the effect of her naked body on a man."

"Any questions?"
 
Abel had to lie but in his opinion it was likely a the truth as far as he knew it "She picks up things naturally so I don't see many problems cropping up." Still kneeling as he knew he should, but he couldn't really look at the Prince still confused about earlier.

The came his instructions and the mirror, this was going to be a little more difficult considering he was a little lost when it came to a ladies intimates. So this was going to be mostly an experiment to see what works and what doesn't hopefully his quick tongue would think of something.

"So you want me to 'excite' her you majesty?" waiting for the answer first.

"And teach her what words to use? Ok, perhaps tomorrow would be a better time to deflower the Lady it would...enhance the pleasure I'm sure." That and he would rather take it one step at a time, maybe if he could find a way to work her up enough, she would just 'jump' him...it'd sure solve that problem in a hurry.
 
"Abel, please take a seat in a chair . . .when we are meeting like this, I am more comfortable when you are sitting and talking with me."

After Abel takes a seat, "Yes, you will need to bring her to a level of excitement . . . she must learn the feelings that she will have during those times. I would like her to understand the language of intimacy between a husband and wife . . . I'm sure she knows all the clinical terms, but the terms that are spoken in the privacy of the marriage bed may be unfamiliar to her."

"Do you have any questions, Abel?"
 
Such equality from a royal...it seemed strange but he excepted it look back at the man "I'm...not much for...pillow talk you majesty, is there something specific you want me to teach her...I've never the priviledge to share a bed for 'love' simply sex." He admitted as if he were just a simple man whore as opposed to being a scribe and now a liar.
 
"Abel, my primary reason for retaining your services was to take her virginity . . . so for the immediate future that is your objective . . . understood?"
 
"Yes understood your majesty," Abel knew that part why did the prince get so defensive all of a sudden.
 
Hank was beginning to sense that Abel was not as experienced as he had portrayed himself . . . perhaps this had been a mistake and he should have taken the time himself to initiate his virgin bride into the 'world of sex'. However, he had made this decision and Gabrielle was obedient to his wishes . . . so, at least for now, he will let the lessons proceed.

"You may go for now, Abel; I will call for you when Gabrielle has come down from her rest."
 
Abel was a little paranoid, with the prince's tone, maybe he new maybe he suspect but he HAD to prove it otherwise or this little risk was going to become a whole lot worse. Tonight he had to prove that he could excite his virgin bride, make her feel pleasure, if all went well perhaps he would go through with the main 'even't as it were.

Swallowing his fear he refocused his thoughts and left the prince, running through his mind every scrap and memory of writing and story he'd ever heard about sex absolutely determined to drive the girl wild. There was no room here for doubt no time and certainly no room for failure.

Bravado can only take a man so far, but all Abel needed to do was make a point tonight, maybe he could maintain this illustrious position. Then thoughts of bribing the prince crept up from the dark corners of his thoughts...about offering his services in-case of failure...no no no I can't I wouldn't...he wouldn't the man would think me depraved! I'd be beheaded on the spot at the mere mention!!!

He needed to relax so he laid back in one of the chairs inside this 'sex-den' that the prince had set up, going through some of the books curiously, didn't take him long but these were far more insightful...smiling to himself 'maybe this will actually work' paying close attention to a specific chapter.
 
Hank relaxed with another cup of coffee . . . thoughts still swirling about in his head about whether this had been the right thing to do or not; however, the decision had been made and he would proceed. knowing that he could always send Abel on his way with the threat of 'beheading' if he were so bold as to open his mouth.

After reading for an hour or so, Hank went to Gabrielle's room, finding her awake and preparing to meet Abel for the afternoon session. "My dear, you look absolutely beautiful . . . I'm sure Abel will be quite enamored with you this afternoon and that your training will go well under his tutelage." (Thinking to himself, "And 'under him' when it is time.)
 
Gabrielle brightened when her husband entered the room full of compliments and good humour. She smiled back at him, marking her page and closing her book as she moved gracefully across the space between them to kiss him on the cheek politely before saying, "Thank you, my love. Is he ready already? Did he say what he's going to teach me?"
 
"I talked with him for a few minutes and he is ready when ever you are ready to join him in the private room. He is going to help you to understand more about your own body and how it responds to sexual stimulation.

I did not tell Abel this, but I may join you during the session . . . I just want to be sure that he is being respectful at all times to you . . ."
 
Gabrielle's stomach flip flopped nervously just a bit at the last part. She wondered if an opera singer felt this way before an important performance. "I'll do what I must and work hard to learn quickly for you, Hank." she said solumnly looking down at the book before placing it back on the shelf she'd gotten it from.
"I'll look for him now, would you like to accompany me to my lesson?" she asked with a soft smile.
 
"I will walk down with you, my love, and then turn you over to Abel . . . after a time, I shall probably slip into the room as quietly as possible, so as not to disturb the student and her instructor . . ."
 
She smiled and took Henry's arm, leaning her head on his shoulder as they walked the corridor. She was really beginning to think this was an act of love more than anything perverted. Still, she also realized it would have to remain a secret because few people would be as understanding of this new arrangement as the three of them in it.
 
As they reached his study, Hank gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and opened the door to the secret room where Abel was waiting.
 
Abel rose from his seat and bowed to the entering pair "Your majestys'... are we ready for tonight's lesson?"
 
Gabrielle nodded solumnly and waved farewell to her husband. "Yes, Abel. I'm ready." she said, beginning to work at the fastenings of her gown.
 
Abel stayed true to his determination and comfortably stepped in to help the lady undress, looking to her with a gentle smile. "Forgive me for my earlier trepidation milady, this situation is rather ....unique." Somehow maintaining his confidence though he was scared shitless to be honest.

Revealing more and more skin as he spoke "Your husband was very specific about tonight." He continued reaching for the mirror and handing it the Gabrielle "Tonight we'll be focussing on you." Stripping the last of her clothes away and remembering the prince's words.

"I'm going to disrobe," he breathed deep "and you will...watch me ...allow your eyes to wander and tell me what you think and feel...ok?"

(Ooc:feel free to control Abel as he undresses for you slippedhalo it will go smoother that way :))
 
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