Lessons In Lovemaking

Abel took it in good humour, rolling over onto his hands and knees hovering over her glowing body, still slick with sweat candle light flickering across her curves elegantly. It was like a romance novel playing out infront of him only with a sadistic twist thrown into the gears...the fact he was being paid for this.

No matter what it felt like, or the panic' thoughts the nervous tension he wasn't the one thinking any more. Sliding a hand her bare flesh sweeping from under her lower back all the way to the crook of her knee pulling it up against his side as he settled in between her legs. Pressing his hardness into those waiting lips, still wet from the nights play, letting it slip gently passed with little to no resistance, despite the tightness of her. Kissing her all the while he leaned into her a little more,...so warm....so tight this feeling was what he had been missing out on.

Breaking the kiss to look in her eyes, praying for the right reaction he whispered "The first time may...hurt a little."
 
He pushed forward, his manhood finding her entrance wet and supple despite it's tightness. Gabrielle bit her bottom lip as he pushed inside and she tried to make sure she stayed as relaxed as possible, having been instructed the day before her wedding by her own mother and lady in waiting that nervousness and tensing your muscles too much could make the first time very painful. She knew it would hurt when he pushed through her maidenhead because she'd been told this as well but she was warned to 'go with the flow of the moment, don't focus on the pain, push yourself to feel beyond it' so she simply nodded her understanding to Abel, ready for his manhood to break that barrier to womanhood, the very wall which stood between herself and her husband's physical love..."I'm ready whenever you are." she whispered calmly to Abel, kissing him to answer the questioning look of fear in his own eyes. "I'm sure it will be fine once the awkward beginning is behind us." She assured.
 
Abel wanted to get this reportedly painful moment over quickly for her sake, pushing into her with a shallow but forceful push. An then rocked gently in and out as if to sooth the pain with pleasure, slowly retracting and pushing deeper than before massaging her hips. He didn't really think things through his own sensations clouding his thoughts, this felt soooo good how could she feel any different.

He pondered it within his haze still rocking in and out, unknowingly his body increasing with pace and force with each push.
 
OOC: I guess we need to go hunting for a new Prince. Sad, he had a lot of competition for the role too...

IC:

Gabrielle bit her lip, eyes stinging with a sudden rush of tears as the quick jab burst her hymen apart and the thickness of his member invaded the tight space forcefully. She resisted making any noise but this was far from comfortable. The pain was sharp. But, as he pulled back it ebbed...then pulsed again as he pushed forward, just a little less painful than before...Then, he pulled back and she had a momentary respite before his hips thrust forward again...a little pain this time but significantly less than before. The throbbing became all she focused on, and the slippery feel of the friction between their bodies as he moved...THAT part felt really good. He was onto his fifth or sixth thrust when she realized it no longer hurt. Now she relaxed fully and began to let herself experience all she could.
 
OOC:I suppose so...think we should wait for a replacement or push forward?
 
Hank sat forward in his chair as his wife became unite with another man. The trouble of taking her painful first time would no longer be his burden to bear. He could take his wife and have it be nothing but pleasurable for them both. His eyes were riveted to this hips, he watched Abel's tool sink into his wife.

Unable to remain in his seat Hank got up and moved quietly toward the two people in embrace. He only took a couple of steps however, not wanting to disturb them. He knew though he would need to stop them before Abel spilt his seed into his bride. That was something she would save for him and him only.
 
OOC: Thank you Kane for saving our thread! Welcome Musiciankane as our new Prince.
 
Able thick within the throws of passion pushed forward the heat of her form irresistible and the feeling of her flower kneading his cock kissing at her neck and humping to his own delight he never noticed the presence of the prince.

The sweat rolling across the defining lines of his back and her heart beat challenging his as they pressed together. Haggard breath escaping him as he chased this amazing feeling, his hips rocking faster and more fervently than before.
 
Now that the painful part was in the past Gabrielle was enjoying this sinfully delicious sensation of sticky, slick bodies pressing together, pumping in and out in a rhythm of primal need. Every nerve seemed fired up for sensation and every sensation was something which made her gasp, sigh, moan loudly in pleasure. "Oh...I never dreamed it could feel so good!" she exclaimed, seeing a look of great concentration on Abel's face. He looked focused, like he was worried about something...
"Abel...are you...is it time to...pull out, Abel, pull out!" she exclaimed, realizing that the same explosion which had occurred with her hand before might be about to happen inside her womb and she was educated well enough to understand the risks that carried as well as how angered Hank would be if he found out the man hired to break her hymen and teach her to give pleasure had carelessly spilled his seed in her womb.
 
Almost thrown from her, her words were like a cold bucket of water rolling off and clumsily falling off the bed with a loud thud and "OUCH!" As his head bashed against the end table.

Before long he took a few breaths and rose to the bed arms crossed over it chuckling a little rubbing the sore spot on the back of his head "Forgive me my lady the moment gets away from even the best of us." He spoke with a chuckle considering how funny that tumble must've looked.
 
While they had done exactly as Hank had asked he was still rather disappointed. Abel had been assigned to train his bride in pleasing a man, yet they simply had sex. That wasn't good enough. He wanted his bride to know her way around a cock better than her own body. He wanted to to stun him in bed.

Hank stepped forward and made himself known to the two people. "Very nice Abel. I commend your control, I am not sure I could have stopped in time." He turned his attention to his naked wife and smile, "And you my sweet for keeping a clear enough mind to warn him."

He spread his hands, "You two have done as I asked in part. But the real task is at hand. Gabrielle, you must learn your way around a cock, to be able to use your body to provide the ultimate pleasure. Lying there and letting a man mount you is boring, I want you to know how to move your walls, use your tongue, and your entire body in ways only meant to elicit pleasure."

He glanced at Abel. "Abel why not let her try out her tongue. You still need your climax, let her mouth give it to you. Once you two finish you may be relieved to get dinner."

Hank's orders given, he turned and left the room a slow smirk across his lips.
 
Gabrielle tried to take the criticism from Hank in stride but somehow she felt she'd failed him already. She nodded, taking a shaky breath and moved to sit up, rising to crawl to the end of the bed on her hands and knees, where Abel stood, his half-mast cock slick with both of their juices, waiting for her.

She was aware of the two sets of eyes upon her as she lowered her head to lick and suck him. "Mmmm..." They really did taste wonderful together, Gabrielle realized, getting more enthusiastic about her task as she went on. She was only half aware that Hank was standing nearby, seeing her with her bum up in the air, her lady parts out on display as she bent to the task of pleasuring Abel and milking his cock with both her mouth and her hand...She wondered what Hank was thinking and if he'd have further instructions for them after this.

Abel, meanwhile, seemed lost in a world of pleasure. His moans and words of encouragement spurred her on to continue with even more fervor. She was truly surprised at how well she was enjoying all of this instruction even as it also made her feel quite self conscious.
 
(OOC:Somehow I didn't notice that this was missing in my list of threads ooooops:()

Abel was losing his mind, he was on edge earlier but this was absolutely insane, nervously clenching his fists as she bobbed her head over his manhood so hungrily. Worse yet was how eargerly she jumped at the task merely because of the prince's say so.

Any word he tried to speak came out as simple moans and the short compliments and blasphemous "Oh GOD!" From time to time.

He had no choice, he silently shuddered as he finally exploded losing all track of whether or not her tongue milked his cock but he didn't really give a damn...it felt sooooo amazing.
 
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