The Bride Absconded (closed for cumnchat)

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Roger slept in fits and starts waking at times to listen to the nighttime noises that abound in a large country house. The hoot of an owl, the whispering sound of bats in flight and the scampering mice keeping clear of the two fat stable cats.

Each time he woke the question of Clarissa's pubic hair and what to do about it came into his head, then he realised he was making too much of it, he had no idea how bushy she was and it wasn't the sort of thing one should be asking his bride the day before their wedding. He doubted that Clarissa was thinking of him like that, she would be more concerned with his size. He couldn't help smiling as he remembered when his manhood had pressed against her thigh, unmistakably aroused yet she had not batted an eyelid. No, he would not mention his thoughts to anyone and accept Clarissa as she was.

As he dressed he happened to look out of the window and saw Clarissa crouched low over Thunder's neck with her long blonde locks flowing out behind her. For the briefest of moments his heart lurched, was she running from him yet again? No sooner had the thought flashed through his mind that it had gone, unconsciously his brain had come to the conclusion that Clarissa would have left in the early hours as she had left Fernwood manor before. Besides, she had declared her love for him and he knew that untruths did not come easily to her.

He went down for breakfast and found Lady Lovelace already started, he greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and laughed as she offered the other one with a devilish smile. 'What now?' he wondered, What other devilish thing did she have in mind for him?

She wouldn't tell him now, she wanted Clarissa to return and have her breakfast then she would reveal her surprise for them both. When Clarissa joined them a short while later Roger got to his feet and ignoring her proffered cheek in greeting he hugged her and gave her the longest good morning kiss in recent history.

"Clarissa dearest, Ada, Lady Lovelace says she has a surprise for us both, have you any inkling as to what it might be?"

"No, she doesn't so you can stop your questioning, I want you both here after lunch at Two o' clock sharp and then all will be revealed." She chuckled as she gave that devilish secret smile again, looking very pleased with herself.

 

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Just walking into the dining room was suddenly exciting, knowing that he was there. These feelings were relatively new for her and she was still exploring them, coming to grips with them. Ada sat at the end and to her right sat Roger. He rose as she stepped into the room and she crossed to him and offered him her cheek. What she received was something a bit more. He hugged her and then while she was still was in his arms, gave her a very ardent kiss.

She was left a bit breathless by the entire exchange and as he stood there with his arm still around her waist, he asked her, Clarissa dearest, Ada, Lady Lovelace says she has a surprise for us both, have you any inkling as to what it might be?

She looked at him puzzled before she turned to Lady Lovelace.

No, she doesn't so you can stop your questioning, I want you both here after lunch at Two o' clock sharp and then all will be revealed.

Clarissa looked back at Roger and shrugged before extricating herself from Roger’s arms and crossing to the sideboard to fix herself a plate. By the time that she took a seat across the table from Roger, he and Lady Ada were already discussing something else and Clarissa concentrated on eating.

“You must have worked up a hunger running Thunder this morning.”

“Yes. He was raring for a hard run.”

“Roger, you do realize that this is the last morning that you will share breakfast with Clarissa before the wedding. In fact, after tonight you will not see each other until the wedding. After all, it is bad luck to see the bride before the wedding. At least on the wedding day. So, tomorrow morning, Clarissa will have breakfast in bed and will stay in her room until the wedding. Oh, she will be busy enough getting ready for the special occasion.”

Smiling, Ada stood to excuse herself. “Don’t forget, two o’clock sharp.”

Then with a sweep of her skirts, Ada left and Clarissa looked across the table at Roger.

“Don’t look at me. I have no idea what she has planned.”

 

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As they ate breakfast together Roger wondered what scheme Lady Lovelace was cooking up behind those scheming eyes of hers he knew her mind was constantly working on something or other, the woman could not rest, she had to have control of everything. Roger didn't resent her taking control for it was through her that Clarissa was to be his bride, whatever it was she would never do anything to hurt him or Clarissa so he was content to let her have her way.

He finished his breakfast before Clarissa and excused himself politely from the table and studied the numerous watercolours that adorned the walls of the dining room. He suddenly stopped and took a closer look at a series of paintings then he smiled and said to Clarissa.

"You never gave me an answer as to where you would like to spend our honeymoon, apart from in bed of course," His smile grew even broader at that,

"So, I have taken it upon myself to decide for you, at first I thought we might go to France or Holland but that would mean leaving Thunder for a few days and I know he would constantly be on your mind instead of me. Call me selfish if you like but I want you to always be in my arms dreaming of making love again and again for that is what newlyweds do."

He pointed to the series of watercolours on the walls,

"You see this place? It is a beautiful place in North Devon, by the sea, and a wonderful sandy beach, it is owned by Lord and Lady Chichester with whom I am acquainted. If we were to just suddenly turn up I believe we would be certain of a warm welcome and to seal your approval you can have Thunder with you. Does WOOLACOMBE BAY. meet with your approval?"

They studied the paintings together while Sir Roger pointed out that the beach was around three miles long and Thunder, who would be coming with them could be given his freedom to roam the beach or Clarissa could ride him each morning and let him have his head.

 

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While she finished her breakfast, Roger got up and wandered around the dining room, going from painting to painting. She didn’t pay that much attention to what he was doing. She assumed that he was merely passing the time until she had finished. So it surprised her when he suddenly spoke up.

You never gave me an answer as to where you would like to spend our honeymoon, apart from in bed of course. So, I have taken it upon myself to decide for you, at first I thought we might go to France or Holland but that would mean leaving Thunder for a few days and I know he would constantly be on your mind instead of me. Call me selfish if you like but I want you to always be in my arms dreaming of making love again and again for that is what newlyweds do.

She blushed a bit at his words but noticed that he was pointing to some paintings on before mentioning a place called Woolacombe Bay. Crossing to look at the watercolors on the wall, the place certainly appeared to be a perfect place.

“Roger, you may know these people but are you sure that they would be happy with a couple on their honeymoon showing up and expecting room and board? It would be perfect! A wonderful place where Thunder could run but I do not want to intrude on their privacy. We are already pushing things with Ada.”

She looked at the paintings as he pointed out the Bay.

“Of course it meets with my approval but where would we go if they were not welcoming? Could we not send someone with a letter asking such and if it is not a good time, then we could just return to Fernwood. What do you think?”

 

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It appeared that Clarissa was pleased with his choice of the honeymoon but was unsure about descending unannounced on the Chichester family, Roger reassured her that all would be well,

"It is a matter of honour and prestige amongst the gentry and nobility alike to welcome guests of their acquaintance even if they are unexpected. If it will ease your mind I will send them a letter by the next post carriage and inform them that we will be arriving in three days time, that will give them ample time to prepare a room for us. I say three days as it will take us two days of leisurely riding to make the journey, we may well stop several times along the way if we find a good spot to make love."

Sir Roger drew her close to him and laughed as her face blushed for it amused him to see the maidenly blush on her cheeks. He then immediately made his way to the writing room and penned a short missive to Lord and Lady Chichester explaining their situation and that they intended to spend a few days there as their honeymoon. He was confident that they would be well received and rather unnecessarily informed Clarissa that she would be expected to wear a dress at dinner like a lady.

It was shortly after he had sent one of the maids to deliver the missive to the Inn where it would be collected by the daily post carriage that the arrival of a shabby looking carriage disturbed them as were about to embark on yet another round of kissing and cuddling.

They peeked through the window as Lady Lovelace came out to greet the occupants, a short man of around forty years of age who seemed to be perpetually out of breath, the woman with him was a few years younger and fresh-faced with rosy cheeks, They both carried a large bag and Roger wondered who they were and what was in the bags.

"Welcome Mr and Mrs Clutch, I trust your journey was not too arduous considering the early start you must have made and at such short notice, You are all prepared?"

"Yes, Ma'am, Madam, er, Your Ladyship, we would have dropped absolutely everything for what you are paying us, we have everything we need including our design booklet."

"Excellent, absolutely excellent, you must allow me to browse your design book before you leave this evening, for now, it is close to lunch so I will have you escorted to the kitchens and then to your respective workplace, your subjects will be with you shortly after two o' clock."

"What's going on here?" Roger whispered to Clarissa, "What can she mean their subjects? Are we the ones she is referring to? I tell you, Clarissa, this is most odd and somehow seems ominous but Ada would never hurt either of us so we must go through with whatever lies in store for us."

They crept away from the window and Roger said,

"I think it would be best if we kept what we heard to ourselves." With neither of them any wiser as to what it was all about.

 

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There was something about Mr. and Mrs. Clutch that was strange. Extremely strange. Yet she agreed with Roger that they would keep quiet about what they had seen and overheard. Still, the whole thing was there in the back of her mind.

About an hour later, the seamstress arrived with the wedding dress that had been altered to fit her. For the next two hours, Clarissa was poked and pinned and last minute changes were made until Clarissa, Ada and the seamstress were satisfied as to how the dress looked and whether Clarissa could move or even breath in the thing. The woman left, leaving the dress with Clarissa. She quickly hung it safely in her room, tucked where prying eyes could not accidentally catch a glimpse of it.

By that time it was lunch and Clarissa and Ada headed down to the dining room for a light lunch. As they waited for Roger to make an appearance, the two women chatted about Ada’s children and how they were growing like weeds. Ada was boasting about the accomplishments of Byron, Anne and Ralph when they heard Roger approaching.

She was glad that Ada seemed to have something else on her mind, which was fine as she really didn’t want to talk about children with Ada present. That was a discussion for her and Roger. Just her and Roger.

 

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While Clarissa was with Ada and the seamstress having last minutes adjustments made to her wedding dress Roger browsed in the library and was bemused by the number of books he found on mathematical problems, including 'CALCULUS' and 'ENGINEERING AND MECHANICAL APPLICATIONS'. He found it all rather too much for him and wondered how a lady like Ada could comprehend any of it but they were well-thumbed and clearly not just dust collectors.

At the back of his mind, he was curious about Lady Lovelace's visitors, Mr and Mrs Clutch, and what they had to do with himself and Clarissa. All in all, it was most mysterious. Lunchtime approached and he joined the two ladies in the dining room for a light lunch greeting them both with a kiss on the cheek as they proffered their faces to him, they both smelled of flowers, Honeysuckle and Roses, which he couldn't help commenting upon and both blushed slightly at his compliment.

Roger was as blunt as ever and asked Ada,

"Do you really have to keep us both in suspense as to the nature of your surprise? We are both agog to know what it is."

There was that secretive smile again on Ada's face as she replied,

"You will find out in good time, preparations are being made at this very moment, I will tell you though, it is my intention that you both present yourselves as desirable to each other on your wedding night, that is all I have to say on the matter so no more questions if you please."

Roger looked across the table at Clarissa who appeared to be as puzzled as he was, there was no doubt in his mind that he desired Clarissa or that she desired him so what could Ada do to improve that?

It was approaching two o' clock when Ada announced,

"There is no need for us to retire to the parlour I have instructions for you that I want you to follow. When I have finished you will both go to your bedchambers where you will find someone who will give you further instructions, do not be embarrassed by their instructions just allow them to carry out their task, they are experts in their field and come highly recommended."

Both Roger and Clarissa looked at each other in confusion, just what was going on?

"Off you go now and remember, 'tis for you both to look your very best on your wedding night."

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Roger opened the door to his bedchamber cautiously, wondering who could be waiting for him. A figure stood by his washstand with a bowl of steaming water a shaving brush and a pair of scissors. The figure turned around brandishing a single cut razor that gleamed wickedly in his hand. I was none other than Mr Clutch.

"AAHH, there you are Lord DeCoverly, everything is ready, please remove your breeches and let me see what I have to work with."

"WHA,,,, WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

Roger was astounded, a complete stranger in his bedchamber demanding that he remove his breeches? And a man at that with a wicked looking razor in his hand, whatever was Ada thinking?

"Remove your breeches, please Sir, I mean you no harm, Lady Lovelace has requested that we tidy up the area around your handsome and may I say rather large organ so that it will be more pleasing to your bride's eyes. We, that is my wife and I have performed this delicate operation several times with pleasing results, my wife, Dora is doing a similar operation for Lady Fernwood as we speak so again Sir, will you please remove your breeches and sit on the chair and spread your legs so that the dog can see the rabbit?"

 

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Lunch felt a bit disjointed. She found it hard to concentrate on the food or the conversation, her mind puzzling over the strange couple of Mr. and Mrs. Clutch. If fact, if pressed Clarissa would probably not be able to tell what she had eaten if anything.

Finally, time ran out and Lady Ada announced, There is no need for us to retire to the parlour I have instructions for you that I want you to follow. When I have finished you will both go to your bedchambers where you will find someone who will give you further instructions, do not be embarrassed by their instructions just allow them to carry out their task, they are experts in their field and come highly recommended.

She already had her wedding dress so she could not imagine what else it could be.

Off you go now and remember, 'tis for you both to look your very best on your wedding night.

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Slowly she entered her bedroom and noted a pristine white sheet over her bedding and covers. Beside a basin of hot water stood Mrs. Clutch. The woman smiled at her and bade her enter.

“Come in, my dear. I am quite ready for you. Why not browse my sample book and we can decide what message you wish to send your beloved when he first beholds you in all your naked splendor.”

“Excuse me? What are you talking about?” Clarissa looked confused.

“Oh dear, Lady Lovelace told you not our reason for being here?”

“She said something about us looking good for our wedding night.”

Mrs. Clutch tsked and had Clarissa sit on the edge of the bed, placing a large book in her lap.

“On your wedding night, sometime there is a problem that can occur. The problem of too much genital hair.”

“Excuse me?”

“Oh, not to worry, dear, for that is why I am here. Why I can even trim it, cut it into different designs, or remove it completely.”

“You will not!”

“Oh, it is becoming all the rage. See, I can do a heart or a flower. Some flowers work better that others. And of course, it depends upon what I have to work with.”

“You have nothing to work with. He takes me as I am or not at all.”

Mrs. Clutch continued as if Clarissa had not said a word. “Of course, some women prefer to have it all removed to make it totally smooth. I see by your clothes that you ride. I don’t think that I could do a horse but I could do a horseshoe. Now just remove those clothes from the waist down and we can get started.”

“NO! I am a woman, not a child. My... pubes belongs to a woman, not a child nor a sculptural hedge.”

“Well, I can trim any wayward hairs that need trimming. After all, it cannot hurt for me to at least look and give you the expertise of my years in this business. It is Lady Lovelace’s special gift to you.”

After several minutes of argument, Clarissa temporarily gave up and did as instructed and lay upon the bed, if nothing else than to avoid throwing Ada’s gift back in her face. But she felt stupid as Mrs. Clutch stood there for several minutes just looking.

“I have never seen anything so naturally sweet. I am assuming that it is natural?”

“Yes, it is.”

“The word that springs to mind is Cherubic. If I may be so bold as to suggest that perhaps a slight trim here and there just to make it absolutely perfect.”

“Fine, but just a trim.”

Mrs. Clutch began to carefully trim around the edges of the crown of short blonde curls that graced Lady Fernwood’s mons. “I have never felt any pubic hair so soft. It is like baby hair. Very unusual, but not completely unheard of on a woman with your fair face and hair. And such an abundance of freckles.”

Mrs. Clutch finished and stepped back to survey her work. “Absolutely Cherubic.”

After a few minutes of using a mirror to show Clarissa what she had done, Mrs. Clutch packed up her implements and left Clarissa alone on her room. This time tomorrow, she would be married to Roger. For a moment, the thought scared her. Marriage. There was a flutter deep inside her. She may have hated him at first yet here was a man that she would be spending the rest of her life with. And here he was trying to come up with a way for them to take Thunder on the honeymoon.

She spent the rest of the afternoon locked in her own room thinking and wondering about just what to expect. Funny how life had a way of changing her plans.

Getting ready for dinner was relatively quick. She slipped on the dress and headed downstairs, wondering how Roger had fared with Mr. Clutch.

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Clarissa’s dress

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Roger placed as many objections as he could think of in the way of Mr Clutch but to no avail, he dismissed each objection with a wave of his hand as if they were of no consequence. Roger only finally gave in when Mr Clutch said in all sincerity,

"What am I to tell Lady Lovelace? That you refused her wedding gift out of a sense of fear or even worse, manly pride? What of your bride, will she not be disappointed in you that you did not present yourself in a manner to entice her?"

Roger sighed in resignation as he ran out of excuses and slipped his breeches down and sat on the chair with his legs spread, a look of foreboding on his face.

"My, my Sir, your lady will be most pleased I am sure, that is not only handsome but is reminiscent of Thor's Hammer." was Mr Clutch's remark as he studied Rogers manhood.

"However it should not be half hidden by that thatch of fine hair, it requires expert attention, now just keep still and we'll avoid any accidents."

He held a mirror so Roger could see that almost a quarter of the length was hidden by a thick bushy thatch of fine tightly curled hair. Roger nodded his head in assent but whispered weakly,

"Very well, go ahead but make damn sure you have a steady hand."

Mr Clutch went to work, humming tunelessly, combing the thick tight curls and untangling those that were exceptionally resistant to the comb, when he was satisfied Roger gasped in surprise as he lifted his manhood out of the way and went to work on the underside and around his heavy balls. Finally, he was done and laid down the comb and Roger began to get up out of the chair,

"No, not yet Sir, there is an abundance of hair that detracts from your magnificence,"

It was surprisingly pleasing to Sir Roger to have such compliments heaped on his manhood but with no hint of sexual overtones, just genuine admiration. Roger sank back down onto the chair and spread his legs as before. Mr Clutch picked up the scissors and after wetting the blonde hair he began snipping away at the fine hair and then skillfully trimmed around the edges with the razor using short sure strokes. Once again Roger thought he was finished but Mr Clutch admonished him,

"We are not quite done yet, Sir DeCoverly, It will only be a short while longer."

He took a fine haired brush and began brushing Roger's remaining hair, it began to tickle Roger and he squirmed in the chair gripping the armrests tightly. Finally, Mr Clutch poured some sweet smelling oil in his palm and began to massage around Roger's scrotum where he had been shaved, again there was nothing sexual about it although Roger by now was relaxed and rather enjoying the sensation,

"The oil will prevent any chafing that might occur, Sir DeCoverly, would you like to see if you approve?"

He held the mirror so Roger could see and Roger was mightily pleased his manhood was like a tree trunk standing proud amongst a small copse of blonde bushes.

"That is excellent Mr Clutch, I apologise for being so sceptical to begin with but I had never heard of such a thing before."

"Perfectly understandable Sir, 'tis very new but is catching on quickly especially amongst the ladies of the upper classes."

Roger chatted amicably with Mr Clutch while he packed his bag and they walked downstairs together like old friends and found the three ladies drinking tea in the parlour.

Lady Lovelace looked at Roger with a twinkle in her eye,

"Well Roger, how did you enjoy my surprise?"

"Very much Ada, I thank you I cannot wait to see what Clarissa looks like."

He grinned and winked at a blushing Clarissa.

 

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It was quite a surprise to find Mrs. Clutch still at the manor and happily chatting with Ada. So, Mr. Clutch must still be working on Roger. She didn’t know if that was good or bad. When Ada noticed the surprised look on her face, she explained, “Just between you and me, I thought that I might want to see what my option were. Did you enjoy my gift?”

“It was strange. I want to thank you for thinking of me and wanting to make my wedding night special.”

“Oh!” Ada’s reply was halfway a question and halfway an exclamation.

About that time, Roger appeared with Mr. Clutch. Both men seemed at ease and Lady Lovelace asked him, "Well Roger, how did you enjoy my surprise?"

"Very much Ada, I thank you I cannot wait to see what Clarissa looks like."

She couldn’t help how her cheeks colored at how the conversation had turned. The wink that Roger gave her made her blush even more.

After a bit, Mr. and Mrs. Clutch left and the maid cleared the tea things. Ada rose and announced, “I have several things to attend to. The two of you have several hours before Supper. Remember, after midnight, you cannot see each other until the wedding so enjoy your time between now and then. But, within reason. Remember, Roger, I am trusting you.”

Ada told him this teasingly but they both knew that she really meant it.

Suddenly, the room seemed quiet and a bit awkward. She didn’t know what to say other than, “well, by all means, let’s stay away from the garden. I don’t think that I could go through all that again.”

She crossed and looked out the window, very much aware that he was behind her. Her skin felt all prickly and her nerves were on edge. What if after they were married, he realized that he didn’t love her after all? What would she do?

 

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The parlour was silent after Mr and Mrs Clutch and Ada left them alone with a warning to Roger to behave himself. Clarissa seemed nervy and on edge, he realised that he too was nervous and hoped that Clarissa was not having second thoughts, they had been through so much to arrive at this moment in time. His eyes shone with love for her, she looked ravishing in her dress instead of her customary riding habit and he hoped to encourage her to wear a dress more often once they were married.
Roger stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her and asked the question that he needed an honest answer to.

"If you have any doubts then now is the time to voice them, my love. 'Tis a huge step for us both and if you have doubts I will understand but terribly disappointed."

He pulled her closer to him and nibbled on her bare shoulder and the hollow of her neck. He was unable to control the sudden stiffness in his breeches and his manhood poked her cute rear. One hand found its way to cup her breast through her bodice while his other hand travelled in the opposite direction to rub gently at the cleft at the top of her legs. He felt her breathing quicken and the heel of his hand pressed more firmly against her vee.

He knew then that any doubts that either of them had were banished but also they must cease this most intimate moment right now before they lost control and things got out of hand. Reluctantly he removed his hands and held her waist still keeping her back pressed against him.

"We must stop this now Clarissa, otherwise we will end up on the couch with your legs apart and that must not happen, at least not until tomorrow. I love you and want you but I want a virgin bride and I am sure that you would prefer it that way also."

He turned her to face him and enveloped her in his arms and kissed her soft sensual lips, as he did so he saw a glimpse of desire deep in her eyes. He pushed her away and held her at arm's length.

"No, Clarissa, we must not abuse Ada's trust, we can canoodle and kiss but no more, we really must control ourselves."

For the next couple of hours, they kissed and cuddled but managed to control their ardour. They decided to miss supper and had just a light meal brought in not wanting to spend even a moment apart. Roger was as hard as a rock and it showed and was tempted to show Clarissa what she had to look forward to but he manfully resisted the temptation and tactfully brought an end to the evening.

"We had best go to our beds and get some rest for it will be a long day tomorrow and an equally long night. plus the hours will pass more quickly if we are sleeping."

He walked arm in arm to the door of Clarissa's bedchamber where he again kissed his bride.

"The next time I kiss you, my love, we will be married. doesn't that sound strange?"

He went to his bed and lay thinking of what the next day might bring.

 

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If you have any doubts then now is the time to voice them, my love. 'Tis a huge step for us both and if you have doubts I will understand but terribly disappointed.

She leaned back against him, her heart turning somersaults all over the place.

“I have no doubts, but I am scared. You’re right, it is a big step for both of us.”

His lips were suddenly on her shoulder before finding her neck. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath while she could feel his desire for her pressing against her bottom. Hot fingers on her breast, hit even through the material of the borrowed dress. More hot fingers against the spot where her legs met, unknowingly pressing against the blonde curls so recently groomed by Mrs. Clutch. Not able to stop the panting that he was causing. Then suddenly he stopped and she was surprised that disappointment that flared up. As he pulled away his hand, he spoke.

We must stop this now Clarissa, otherwise we will end up on the couch with your legs apart and that must not happen, at least not until tomorrow. I love you and want you but I want a virgin bride and I am sure that you would prefer it that way also.

His lips claimed her and she could feel herself falling in deeper and deeper. Why was it that she always lost herself in his kisses? It finally required him to have the strength to tear themselves apart.

No, Clarissa, we must not abuse Ada's trust, we can canoodle and kiss but no more, we really must control ourselves.

It took every bit of willpower but they contained themselves, though they did manage several hours of sitting and cuddling and kissing. They nibbled some of the food that was served them and making plans for the start of their new life together until finally the evening wore down.

We had best go to our beds and get some rest for it will be a long day tomorrow and an equally long night. plus the hours will pass more quickly if we are sleeping.

Whereupon he promptly escorted her to her room. The kiss he gave her once again drew her in. He whispered to her.

The next time I kiss you, my love, we will be married. doesn't that sound strange?

“Yes,” she whispered back.

The night was dark and she changed into her night gown. Opening the window, she stepped outside listening to the night sounds. A fox gave a weird laugh in the distance. She wondered how Thunder was faring. Tomorrow she would not have a chance to ride but the groom had assured her that he would let him run in the paddock.

She went back inside and climbed into bed. Tonight was her last night of sleeping alone. For some reason, it seemed to take her an extraordinarily long time to fall asleep. Her father was due sometime in the morning but she planned on sleeping late tomorrow morning.

 

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Roger woke early before it was properly light so he dressed in the dim light afforded when he drew back the thick drapes that hung at the windows.

Today was the day when he would finally marry Clarissa, the girl or rather the young woman that he loved so dearly, but first, there was the task of greeting her father. He was a weak-minded buffoon, there was no doubt of that but he was, after all, Clarissa's father and it was only his penchant for gambling that had led to this and he was the one who would give Clarissa to him to cherish and hold from this day forth. The words tumbled over repeatedly in his mind, they had a certain ring to them.

Lord Fernwood arrived without great fanfare and was greeted by Sir Roger and Lady Lovelace who put in a brief appearance before excusing herself to help Clarissa prepare and dress in her finery. Ada had beautiful dresses of her own but she didn't want to outshine the bride so she chose a pretty dress that was right for the occasion and would serve as a dress suitable for a maid of honour if Clarissa asked her.

Sir Roger and Lord Fernwood breakfasted together, the conversation rather stilted as they had very little in common apart from their love of gambling and of course Clarissa.

Lord Fernwood finally plucked up the courage to ask the question that was worrying him,

Sir Roger, it seems you have won my daughter's heart and I am sure that you have every intention of making her happy but may I ask what are your plans for Fernwood Manor and myself when you return from your honeymoon, shall I move my personal effects from my, I beg your pardon, your bedchamber, ready for you?"

Roger smiled quietly as he already had plans that would please both his soon to be Father-in-Law and his soon to be wife.

"Firstly Wilfred, for us to address each other as Sir or Lord is far too formal for family so I shall be Roger and I shall call you Wilfred if that sits easily with you? Now as to my plans for Fernwood Manor and the estate, I have no firm plans as yet as I will need to go through the accounts, from what I can gather though changes will need to be made. With regard to the bedchamber you remain there, Clarissa and I will reside in my country home, THE GABLES, when we come to stay we will manage with Clarissa's old bedchamber. You will run the estate according to my instructions and we will soon have you back in the black, look upon me as an estate manager."

Wilfred was taken aback at this turn of events, he had expected Roger to be crowing about taking Clarissa and his home from him in one fell swoop.

"Wh,,,, why thank you, Roger, that is most generous of you, may I ask what has changed your mind?"

"My dear Wilfred, my mind has not changed, I had no intention of taking your home and estate from you. Until I met Clarissa I had no intention of marrying either, but she has stolen my heart, that is the only thing I have changed my mind about."

After that, the conversation was easier and the two of them were laughing and joking like old friends. The time passed quickly and before long a manservant appeared and said it was time for them to go. Roger to the chapel and Wilfred to Clarissa so he might escort her to the chapel.
Roger sat nervously in the chapel all alone with no one to talk to as he didn't even have a best man, an oversight on his part. He was startled when the organ began and then realised it was just the organist exercising his or her fingers. As he sat there twitching with nerves he couldn't help thinking that Clarissa might change her mind at the last moment and make a bolt for it, he even thought of going to check if Thunder was still in his stall. All these thoughts were going through his head when the organist switched to the wedding march, 'HERE COMES THE BRIDE, HERE COMES THE BRIDE'. Roger turned his head and gasped in wonder at a dazzling, smiling Clarissa

 

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She was surprised to actually get to sleep. Dreams were all light and fuzzy, which was definitely something unusual for her. For once, Thunder was not the center of her dreams though he did seem to dance around in the background. However, the center of her reverie revolved around Roger. Roger. Roger.

The sun found a chink in the drapes and clawed its way into the room, shining on the face that slept there. She stretched lazily, which was quite different for someone that usually was up at the crack of dawn to ride her black steed. For once, she slept late and her arms lifted above her head as she awoke.

There was a knock at her door and Clarissa called out to allow the maid entrance.

“Good morning, Lady Fernwood. A very happy wedding day to you.” The girl carried a tray loaded with toast and damson jam, bacon, kippers, poached eggs, and tea.

“Goodness, girl, how could you manage to carry up such a heavy platter. Let me help you.” Clarissa started to get out of bed but the girl stopped her.

“Goodness, no, my Lady. This is nothing. I am quite used to this. Now you just stay in bed and enjoy this your special day.”

She was surprised to find that she had quite a ravenous hunger, remembering that last night they had skipped supper in order to spend more time together.

As she was finishing her breakfast, Lady Lovelace arrived and greeted her with a kiss.

“I have just left your father chatting with your future husband as they sat down for breakfast .”

“And neither one seemed to desire to murder the other? Are you quite sure that it is my true Father and not an imposter?”

“Yes, I know Wilford well, remember? Now, the important thing is to get you ready for your great event. You can ask Roger all about it after the wedding, though I suspect that your groom may have something other than talk in mind for after the ceremony. It will probably take every bit of constraint he has not to take you during the meal.

For the next couple of hours, the women worked to prepare Clarissa until eventually the woman stood before them in all her maiden splendor. As usual, her hair had refused to comply and though it was pulled up, tendrils had escaped and curled down in various spots, framing her face and accenting the little lacy hat that she wore.

“Clarissa, you have done more for that dress than I could have ever have. God bless you, I wish you all of the blessings of joy and prosperity in your happy joining with Roger. And many little ones. Believe it or not, children will make you happy. Now, stop that blushing, for Roger shall scold me for upsetting you.”

Clarissa looked in the mirror and was afraid that her freckles would detract from the beauty of the dress but Ada assured her that everything was perfect.

The knock on her door was her father. He hugged her and they spent the brief time catching up with each other.

“Clarissa, I had despaired of ever seeing this day. Clarissa, you are stubborn and hard headed, and the most beautiful bride that I have ever seen and I am proud to say that...” he choked up for a moment, “...that you remind me of your mother. She took me on a merry chase, making me attend ball after ball, chasing her through the Ton. Your Mother had many suitors from the Ton, but she was the belle of the ball. And I lucked out when she set her eyes on me.” He kissed her cheek. “I really think that Roger is perfect for you. I am so happy for you.”

When it was time to go, she and her Father headed for the chapel. She was thankful for her father’s arm to lean on as Ada led the way. Little Ralph walked in with her ring in a box for him to carry. They had decided to avoid flowers so that they would not attract any bees.

The music began and Clarissa stepped in the chapel to see Roger waiting at the end of the aisle. He turned and she smiled at him as she and her Father started down the aisle.

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Clarissa’s wedding dress

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Roger couldn't help but stare as Clarissa and her father walked towards him arm in arm, Ada followed behind beaming. He had never seen Clarissa so beautiful and happy too, he could have taken her in his arms then and there and declared his love for her all over again but he restrained himself and smiled back at her, there was the wedding ceremony to get through first.

One of the first things he noticed was how her hair framed her face, it was wild and untamed just like Clarissa herself and he knew he wouldn't have her any other way, she loved him and he loved her and that was all that mattered, he did wonder if she would be as wild and passionate in bed though. The ceremony was short and simple but meaningful to all present, the moment arrived when the vicar was about to pronounce them man and wife when Roger couldn't contain himself any longer and framed the words ' I LOVE YOU' as he looked into Clarissa's bright shining eyes.

'I pronounce you man and wife.' The words reverberated through his head, he was married to his love, she was his to love and cherish for the rest of their lives and his heart swelled and thumped with pride as he took her in his arms and kissed his wife's soft lips. He wasn't quite dragged away from her but Ada gently reminded them,

"We do have a reception to attend if you can find the time."

They walked arm in arm to the dining room which had been transformed while they were in the chapel. now it was adorned with bunting and gold and silver garlands of silk flowers. taking pride of place as a centre-piece on the table stood a simple but beautiful wedding cake, not too ostentatious but due to the hard work of the cook.

The wine and hors oeuvres were plentiful but Roger drank sparingly as he wanted to be fully ready for the night ahead. The servants were brought in one by one and introduced to them both and each one brought a small gift that they had made themselves. The afternoon wore on and Roger kept looking at the clock waiting for the time when they could decently retire and be alone together to consummate their marriage.

When the clock struck nine Roger couldn't wait any longer and announced,

"Ladies and gentlemen thank you for being here to celebrate our marriage, I am sure that you will be understanding that there is one more element to be completed so please excuse us."

He whisked Clarissa out of the door and pushed her up the stairs from behind.

"Up you go my girl, I think I have been very patient considering the merry dance you led me, I am most interested in the number of freckles that adorn you, I intend to kiss and count every single one tonight."

His tone was jovial but he was entirely serious about his declared intentions and once they had closed the bedroom behind them he held her close and in between kisses he began to undress her, as each piece of freckled skin was revealed he laughed softly,

"AHA another one," and proceeded to kiss the spot whilst peeling away more of her clothing until she stood in just her silk bloomers and a flushed face, her dress lay at her feet.

"I cannot have all the fun my darling, how about you find out what is waiting to fill you with joy and eventually with children?"

 

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The wedding became a confusion of music and ceremony, a repeating of vows and a holding of hands and exchange of loving glances between her and Roger. And she almost cried as he mouthed the words ‘I LOVE YOU’ to her as the Vicar announced that they were husband and wife. Suddenly she was in his arms and she could no longer hear anything but the thumping of her heart as he kissed her. It took Ada gently reminding them that there was more to the day as they still had a reception to attend to to stop the kiss.

Linked arm and arm they entered the dining room. It was beautifully decorated, but she was glad that it was not too much, for Ada knew that Clarissa was not a woman that wanted an abundance of decorations.

The festivities continued with various servants bringing in gifts that they had made themselves, which really touched her. She was careful to thank each person sincerely. The cake was delicious and the nibbles and champagne were delicious, and Ada had really outdone herself but Clarissa did not partake of too much as she was a bit nervous.

She was talking to Ada when suddenly Roger interrupted with an announcement of his own.

Ladies and gentlemen thank you for being here to celebrate our marriage, I am sure that you will be understanding that there is one more element to be completed so please excuse us.

Whereupon she furiously blushed amidst everyone laughing as Roger grabbed her by the hand and all but dragged her out of the room. With his hands around her waist, he rushed her up the stairs towards his bedroom.

Up you go my girl, I think I have been very patient considering the merry dance you led me, I am most interested in the number of freckles that adorn you, I intend to kiss and count every single one tonight.

She was tempted to tell him that she needed to ride Thunder for the evening but she suspected that he would not appreciate the joke.

In the privacy of his bedroom, he grabbed her about the waist and kissed her hard, leaving her breathless. He removed her hat and her hair, with a mind of its own, suddenly tumbled loose and poured down her back and over her shoulders.

He turned her around and, lifting her hair, kissed the back of her neck, claiming to have found yet more freckles. Then as he unbuttoned her dress, with each bit of skin revealed he would kiss it much to Clarissa’s giggles.

“There are too many for you to kiss them all.” She told him quite truthfully. Soon the dress slid to the floor and she automatically brought her arms up to hide her nipples. But he turned her around and quickly uncovered them, claiming more freckles as he sucked and kissed them.

Eventually she stood there wearing only her silk bloomers. She was sure that by now she was a bright red from the embarrassment but he finally stopped and announced, I cannot have all the fun my darling, how about you find out what is waiting to fill you with joy and eventually with children?

She was apprehensive. After all, she was curious and Lord knew he had teased her enough with it, pressing his manhood against her as a way to entice her. Yet she supposed that she had the standard doubts that plagued most virgins on their wedding night. What if he was to large for her? Too well endowed? After all, men did not have this issue. And she knew that if the average woman could deliver a baby, then surely the average member would fit. Still...

She could already see his pants tenting as he stood there looking at her wearing only the silk bloomers.

Biting her lip, she began to undress him, quickly slipping off his jacket and leaving it on the floor beside her dress. Her fingers fumble a bit as she unbuttoned his vest. She had seen him with less on though he had still worn pants. He was grinning at her as she slid off first his vest and then loosened his cravat. The silk thing came off easily and she threw it over her shoulder.

“No freckles for me to kiss? Oh dear.” She gave a wry grin and worked with false bravado, not knowing if he could hear her heart fairly pounding in her breast.

His shirt came next, though he had to remind her about the cuffs. She screwed up her face at him and watched the shirt join the pile on the floor.

Her hand kept brushing against the bulge that pressed outward. As she undid his pants, she meant to only pull down his pants. Instead, it all came down as his manhood sprang free. It was beautiful but the thing was huge, like a giant tree thrusting from a pale copse of blonde shrubbery. Her eyes practically popped out of her head as she stared at it.

“I’ve seen stallions with less. You’ll kill me, Roger!”

 

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Clarissa bared his manhood for the first time and although she gasped in surprise at the sheer size of it, she showed no fear or apprehension but a hungry look came into her eyes and her words belied what she actually felt,

'I’ve seen stallions with less. You’ll kill me, Roger!'

Roger laughed heartily and replied,

"Then I will have to be gentle with you and ensure that does not happen, dearest."

He moved closer to her so her pointed breasts and nipples brushed his chest and his member poked against her stomach, oozing his desire in a creamy splodge in her dimpled belly button. He took her hand and guided it to grasp his girth and sighed happily as her small hand grasped the thick length and it twitched at her touch.

"I do believe that he likes you,,,,,,,,,,,,,, a great deal." he chuckled.

His fingertips caressed her lips and slowly moved down her face and neck to her small perfect breasts where he paused briefly to rub his thumb over each hard, dark pink nipple. he sighed again in ecstasy at the soft silkiness of her breasts and continued to her hips where his fingers quickly loosened the ties at the waist of her silk bloomers and as they loosened he eased them over her hips and let them slide in a seductive whisper down her legs to her feet. He took a pace back to get a complete view of his bride and traced one finger from her hip along the crease where her legs met her hips and her neatly trimmed bush adorned her mound. His fingers lightly combed the fine silky soft hair of her mons and slipped between her legs to the soft wetness of her labia, he was in no hurry as he stroked her slit from top to bottom and back again, coating his fingers in her sweet dew.

With a huge smile on his face, he licked his fingers with relish, enjoying the taste of his love. They shuffled towards the waiting bed with his arms wrapped around her and her hand moving slowly up and down his twitching, jerking cock.

With his mouth on her welcoming lips, he smothered her giggles as they fell on the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. They were tangled together, their bodies touching in every place possible as he held her in his arms and he began again kissing her numerous freckles and counting out loud,

"One,," kiss,,, "Two..." kiss,,,,"Three,,," kiss,,, "Four,,,," kiss,,,, he reached ten and stopped counting, his lips poised over a hard dusky pink nipple, the lamplight had caught her freckles and bathed her in a golden glow.

"My God, my love, you are so beautiful, I really had no idea how beautiful you are naked and here in my arms, I am truly blessed this day."

The words came tumbling out as he looked at her stretched out ready to give herself to him. He rolled her onto her back with him on top and to his surprise and delight she had spread her legs ready to receive him. His plum sized cock head was nudging at her entrance and before he began he told her in choked words,

"It's time now my love, I will be gentle but you may still feel some pain but try to look beyond that, the pain will ease but if I do anything to cause you any distress please tell me, we do not know each other's bodies at all so this is a voyage of discovery for us both."

His hips moved slightly and he opened her virgin entrance, finding it extremely tight in spite of her wetness, as he pushed gently inside her warm tunnel he stretched her with his girth and he felt rather than heard her gasp as he found her virginity in his way.

"I hope you remember this moment with love for the rest of our days."

He gave a hard final thrust and it was done, he felt the warm blood trickle around his length and stain the sheets a dark red. He rested inside her, stroking her, kissing her, giving her time to accept what had just happened.

 

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His answer was an attempt to allay any doubts she might have.

Then I will have to be gentle with you and ensure that does not happen, dearest.

Moving in closer to her, his member left a smear of moisture across her stomach before he took her hand and guided her to take hold of it. It was the first time she had ever touched one and her heart was pounding as it moved in her hand.

I do believe that he likes you,,,,,,,,,,,,,, a great deal.

“Well, let us hope so as we shall have a most intimate relationship,” She murmured half to him and half under her breath.

With his fingertips he explored her, as if seeing and touching her for the first time. For some parts of her body, it was his first glimpse. This fingertips outlined her lips, along her jawline, the curve of her neck. Reaching her breast, he used both hands, rubbing a thumb over each nipple till the were hard pebbles of desire. Hands spanned her small waist before unloosing the tie of her bloomers, sliding them over her hips and watching the soft material reveal her treasure. Stepping back, he took in the sight of her and smiled. His hand found the nest of soft curls, running his fingers through them before he slipped his fingers along her sex. She knew that she was wet - she could not help herself. There was a flutter in her stomach just feeling his fingers in that very private of places.

It surprised her when he tasted her wetness. That was something new for her and she raised an eyebrow at his actions.

Once again he took her in his arms, a quick kiss that felt forbidden because they were naked. Laughing made kissing hard and as they shuffled towards the bed till they fell on it, still laughing.

Once again he began trying to count her freckles, kissing them as he counted. She hated to tell him that she was totally covered and some of them were in places that his probably didn’t want to kiss.

This was now her husband. She could not believe it to be so. Finally after all the chasing, they were now husband and wife.

My God, my love, you are so beautiful, I really had no idea how beautiful you are naked and here in my arms, I am truly blessed this day.

His words made her almost cry. They were so touching. Her fingers shook a bit as she reached up and caressed his cheek, trying to let him know that she loved him, trusted him. Her rolled he on her back and seemed to land naturally between her legs. Something large was against her sex: she knew exactly what it was. Her heart was pounding in anticipation.

It's time now my love, I will be gentle but you may still feel some pain but try to look beyond that, the pain will ease but if I do anything to cause you any distress please tell me, we do not know each other's bodies at all so this is a voyage of discovery for us both.

He pressed into her, feeling entirely too large to fit. She bit her lip, hoping to keep from crying out and she arched her back as if that might relieve the discomfort and pain. Then suddenly the tip of his member bumped against something within her and she gasped, knowing what it was that he reached.

I hope you remember this moment with love for the rest of our days.

There was suddenly pain and she could not help but cry out as she felt a warmth trickle from her. She knew it was blood from the torn maidenhead. She closed her eyes and a tear left the corner of her eye to roll towards her hair. He stayed still deep within her, stroking her hair that wildly framed her face and kissing her and tell her how much he loved her. She was thankful that he had paused for she felt too full, as if stretched beyond capacity. Concentrating on trying to relax, she was thankful that they had all the time in the world.

 

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Clarissa was so warm and wet inside he didn't want to ever leave her tunnel of love so he lay still, basking in her loving sex, his lips found hers again and she pushed up against him and he slipped a further inch into her. Much to his surprise, she had taken his full length even though his girth was stretching her beyond what many of his past lovers could endure but they never entered his head, Clarissa was his whole world, his wife and lover.

His tongue caressed the roof of her mouth, tasting so sweet, then their tongues met like two writhing pink serpents, It was the kiss of a lifetime, one that he had never experienced before, hot, wet, passionate and truly satisfying. Blood rushed to his cock making it twitch inside her, reminding him that his wife was new to all this and needed to feel him glide his manhood in and out to enable her to fully enjoy their first time together.

He lifted his hips slightly withdrawing from her silky tunnel slightly then he pushed hard into her, her warm breath 'whooshed over his face as he drove the breath from her body and she giggled at him,

"Does my wife find it amusing that I leave her breathless?" he inquired with a salacious grin.

He drove his hard meaty member into her finding her squeals of delight infectious, his large hands slid down her body and slid underneath her bucking cheeks, two shovel sized hands gripped her firm smooth cheeks and lifted her to him with each deep thrust. Clarissa's pert melon sized breasts bounced and jiggled as he made love to her. His lovemaking was hard and uncompromising but he was always mindful of her and constantly asked if she was alright. After a glorious half hour of making love, he deposited his creamy seed inside her. Clarissa's face was wreathed in smiles as he climaxed.

"I have done my part my love, but you have not yet peaked is there anything I can do to help? If it is shyness then forget about it, I want nothing more than for you to remember this night with fond memories of numerous firsts."

 

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Without meaning to, or realizing what she was doing, she pressed in closer to Roger and felt even more of him press deep into her. She started to give a gasp at the fuller feeling but suddenly he kissed her, his tongue seeking hidden places in her mouth. She had never had a kiss like this and she threatened to lose herself in it.

Yet it was not over for now he began to move in and out of her, slowly at first. The first complete press in knocked the breath from her and she gave a little giggle.

Does my wife find it amusing that I leave her breathless?

“Breathless indeed.”

In the beginning, the newly torn tissue was sore and she bit her lip and winced at the pain. But he smiled at her, giving her encouraging kisses and soon he was making love to her, pressing hard into her and the pain lessened with each thrust till there was no more pain. Her body seemed to adapt fairly quickly and she could not help how she soon was giving out cries of delight as his hands grasped her buttocks to help him thrust harder into her.

From time to time he would stop to make sure that he was not being too hard on her. She would assure him before he would once again thrust away. Then suddenly he groaned and seemed to thrust incredibly hard and deep and she began to feel a warmth deep inside her. She then knew it to be his seed. Though she had hoped that she would not get pregnant on her wedding night, she also knew that it would depend upon other factors. She was quite certain that whenever she became pregnant, Roger would probably want her to not ride Thunder. She would cross that problem when it happened.

Meanwhile, she smiled up at him lovingly, though she was a bit confused when he spoke.

I have done my part my love, but you have not yet peaked is there anything I can do to help? If it is shyness then forget about it, I want nothing more than for you to remember this night with fond memories of numerous firsts.

Lying beneath him and still speared by his arrow of love, she was not sure of how to accomplish this peaking that he spoke of. After all, she knew the basics of sex from the animals on the estate. But love was new to her.

“I don’t know exactly how to accomplish this peaking. What if I do it wrong? What if I can’t?” She supposed that there was a bit of shyness on her part, and her freckled skin blushed a bit as if proof. She was irritated at herself for she wanted everything to be perfect for him.

“Will you help me? Will you show me how?”

 

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Roger knew that it was a mixture of ignorance and shyness that had prevented Clarissa from reaching orgasm and loved the fact that she was so innocent in the ways of love, it was his pleasurable duty to teach her,

"My love the ways that a woman derives pleasure from her husband are complex and unpredictable, as yet we are not accustomed to finding what triggers the need for you respond. However, we have a lifetime to explore every nook and cranny of your beautiful body but I have no intention of taking a lifetime to the crescendo that your mind and body craves,"

He smiled and began to explore her body again, not with just his hands touching and caressing her but also with his teeth and tongue, nibbling at parts of her that made her gasp with surprise, in between each seductive touch he tried to explain,"

"At some point my love I hope to give you a sensation deep inside you that you have never felt before, do not be shy or afraid of giving in to that sensation, bask in it, revel in it, it will bubble inside you, don't fight it for in the end you will flood and I will rejoice and you will have your release, your peak.

He nibbled and stroked and pinched his way down her her luscious body, she squirmed and thrashed against him but he couldn't find that special spot that would send her soaring out of this world into the pleasure of fulfillment.

"It seems that special place is quite elusive my love but I am not one to concede defeat easily, there are still many places on your wonderful body that need to be explored, can you place your legs over my shoulders and open wide?"

He helped her to position her legs as he wanted and found his head between her strong pale legs, slowly, teasingly he stroked and kissed his way up the inside of her thighs, feeling her shiver with each kiss on her soft freckled flesh. Gently, his fingers parted the soft wet petals of her opening and wondered in excitement at the glistening pink flesh that was revealed.

"I intended to savor this moment a little later but we both need to know if this is the spot that requires that special touch."

He lowered his head again between her legs and his tongue lightly licked along her pink opening, flicking at the pulsing pink flesh. At the moment his tongue made contact Clarissa's hips bucked pushing against his lips, he felt her hands in his hair holding him in place, his tongue delved deeper flicking in and out of her entrance and over her excited swollen button like a serpent's tongue seeking its prey.

There was an excited squeal from above his head and Clarissa's honeyed nectar began to flow. Roger licked harder and faster tasting his young wife's first orgasm.

 

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My love the ways that a woman derives pleasure from her husband are complex and unpredictable, as yet we are not accustomed to finding what triggers the need for you respond. However, we have a lifetime to explore every nook and cranny of your beautiful body but I have no intention of taking a lifetime to the crescendo that your mind and body craves,

His words intrigued her. She knew not what was missing, only the feeling that something had been lacking. She was thankful that he seemed to understand, to know just what was wrong. And, above all, he seemed determined to find it.

Kisses and bites and touches and strokes - all nice yet still lacking whatever it was that he seemed to know that she needed. And all the while, he spoke to assure her that eventually he would find what it was that they both were looking for, and needed. Everything that he did felt wonderful, yet she failed to understand his meaning as to peaking. He seemed to understand her confusion and tried to explain it to her.

At some point my love I hope to give you a sensation deep inside you that you have never felt before, do not be shy or afraid of giving in to that sensation, bask in it, revel in it, it will bubble inside you, don't fight it for in the end you will flood and I will rejoice and you will have your release, your peak.

Yet after some time, and much experimentation and trial and error, she began to think that perhaps something was wrong with her. Maybe he would regret having married her. Gratefully he did not give up on her.

It seems that special place is quite elusive my love but I am not one to concede defeat easily, there are still many places on your wonderful body that need to be explored, can you place your legs over my shoulders and open wide?

Her eyes widened in a bit of shock and surprise. Was he being silly, or having her climb on his shoulders but the request for her to keep her legs wide open caused her to blush again. Yet as he began to kiss and lick the soft freckled skin along her inner thighs, she felt herself shiver with each touch of his lips. Steadily he got closer to her sex and without realizing it, she held her breath. Strong fingers gently opened her sex, able to look deep into her core. She didn’t even hear the words that he spoke. Instead, time stopped.

He touched his mouth to that inner core and she began to understand what he meant. The climb began as his tongue licked and sought out hidden places within her. Even her hips had a mind of their own, pushing against his mouth, as if to give herself totally to her new husband. Higher and higher she seemed to climb, her heart racing as if she rode Thunder in the grand race of life.

Higher and higher until she lost control of herself. With a cry, her body twitched. She had been afraid that something like this was soiling the bed linens. Yet now she realized that somehow this was all different. There were flashes of light behind her eyelids and she could hear him drinking from that cup between her legs, could feel his tongue lapping as his nose tickled her golden curls of her sex.

With hands splayed out on either side of her chest, her fingers clutched at the bedding, her breast showing that she was panting as she slowly began to come down, heart racing. She would never have thought that Roger could do something like what he had just done. It was then that she realized that she had much to learn about sex and marriage. No wonder Ada had laughed at her when she said that she had had a facts of life talk with her father.

He had never mentioned anything about this.

 

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Clarissa's scent assailed his nostrils as he lapped at her sex, the blonde curls above her wet sex tickled his nose as he pressed his face harder against her sex, his tongue flicked over her hard little button and then he felt her begin to convulse on his tongue, her ankles crossed behind his head as the flow of her sweet honey began to flow. He drank from her for several minutes until the flow slowed to a trickle, he then lifted his head his face glistening with her juice and dripping from his lips and trickling down his chin.

"My sweet wife, it took a while but I do believe that you reached your peak, at least we now know where to begin in the future, it may possibly be that just the very thought of it will bring back that release and it will not be necessary to resort to kissing your sweet sex, not that I dislike the taste of you for it is nectar from the gods."

He began to slide up her soft luscious body, kissing her freckled flesh as he went until he reached her lips, he cupped her chin with one large hand and held it, brushing his wet lips on hers and murmuring softly,

"You are wonderful my darling, can you taste yourself on my lips?"

He was now between her legs with them draped loosely over his shoulders and his manhood rose again and slipped easily inside her. With an easy, slow rhythm his hips drove his hard meaty rod in and out of her slippery sex. The easy pace with which he took her belied the urgency as each gentle thrust entered her that much deeper, sometimes he would thrust into her and rest to allow her to adjust to his girth, then he would withdraw a little before thrusting his manhood in again. Clarissa's sex seemed to know what was expected as her internal muscles clenched tightly around his shaft, sucking him in with a gasp at each stroke.

He remained inside her for most of the night, giving her his creamy seed and Clarissa now free of her naivety peaking as he filled her. They both slept, still joined together entwined in each other's arms

 

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He lapped at her sex until finally she could think again. Looking up at her from between her legs, his mouth and chin were still wet from her sex. He looked so happy and she smiled at him as he spoke.

My sweet wife, it took a while but I do believe that you reached your peak, at least we now know where to begin in the future, it may possibly be that just the very thought of it will bring back that release and it will not be necessary to resort to kissing your sweet sex, not that I dislike the taste of you for it is nectar from the gods.

He loved the taste of her sex? It would never occur to her to do something like that. She could see that she had a lot to learn.

He began to kiss his way up her body. Now was the time for her to relax and give in to the joys of being married. To learn how to be a lover in bed to Roger. His lips as they traveled up her body felt so incredible. By the time that he reached her face, she could smell a heavy musky odor. A smell of sex. A smell of love. A trail of desire that was left up her body, her freckled skin glistened with the traces that he left. His fingers took hold of her chin as he brushed his lips across her, giving her her first taste of herself.

You are wonderful my darling, can you taste yourself on my lips?

“You are teaching me so much, my love.”

She was still on her back, her strong legs now resting over his shoulders and she felt him once again stretch her sex as he entered her. Though it was still a tight squeeze, this time there was no pain as there had been the first time. This time, she understood and welcome his manhood as it seemed to fill her, going deeper and deeper. Thrusting deeper before he would pause, letting her body adapt and accept him. She knew not if he was larger than the average man but she felt that he must be. She learned to let her body do what came naturally, as it seemed to know what was expected.

Time and again she felt his warmth fill her, knowing that it was his seed. And each time, she began to understand and embrace her own peaking. She sometimes cried out in joy and sometimes even giggled as he noted that indeed she was totally covered with freckles.

Eventually they drifted off to sleep, with him still imbedded within her. He held her in his arms with the bed linens smeared with her virginal blood as well as stains from his and her sex.

She felt safe in her husband’s arms and, for once, thoughts of Thunder failed to even cross her mind as she slept against Roger. Her hair, wild and free, was like a golden halo around her head while her breath was warm against his chest. Usually up early, instead Clarissa slept as the night of sex had exhausted her.

 

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Roger slept deeply with his manhood deeply embedded inside Clarissa, his last waking feeling was that of her sex squeezing his throbbing rod and he sighed with pleasure as he kissed her and then sleep came, his dreams were only of Clarissa, she floated towards him with her arms open wide to embrace him and her eyes entreating him to make love to her. All night he remained inside her and without knowing it he deposited more of his cream inside her until she was full and their combined juices seeped out of her, staining the sheets with traces of her virgin blood turning the mix a faint tinge of pink

When Roger woke it felt strange to have a warm, soft, naked body draped across him and he took a few moments to realise that he was now married and Clarissa was finally his. With a grin, he gently moved the sleeping Clarissa to lay on top of him with her legs either side of his hips. their bodies touched everywhere, her small, perfect breasts were squashed against his chest and his arms around her caressing her back moving down to cup her fleshy round globes and he began to move under her, gently thrusting into her warm wet sex, he could smell the scent of sex in the air and breathed deeply.

Clarissa was slowly waking as he made love to her and with a broad smile he chuckled,

"Wakey, wakey my sweet, I thought you would prefer to have me between your legs this finest of mornings rather than Thunder, here you can ride without needing to get dressed if you feel so inclined we could work up to a canter and maybe a full gallop, what do you say?"

Clarissa just smiled back at him so he worked his hips faster until Clarissa was bouncing up and down on him, impaling herself on his mighty rod and apparently enjoying this new morning ride. She rode him like a champion heading for the finish line and they both exploded together their juices meeting in a tidal rush inside Clarissa's tight velvety sex. They collapsed laughing with joy and Roger said with a laugh,

"The only thing disappointing about that was the fact that I did not need to taste you, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to."

He pulled her up until she was straddling his face and his tongue was once again lapping at her sex and he sucked on her clit ignoring her half-hearted, giggling protests that she couldn't take any more.