Aristocratic ~Delights~

Ldy Tehari

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OOC: This is a closed thread between Caspai and Ldy Tehari. We welcome you to read along and comment. In the future we may welcome more players Just pm us if you're interested.

The year is 1346, we're right in the middle of the hundred years war. Cassandra is the only daughter of a french aristocrat. The English have invaded and seized her property. With her father off at the front, Cassandra is forced to move to the manor house just outside fo Bordeaux.
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Young Shaiya is the daughter of a wealthly Englishman. She has been moved to the manor house as representative of the family to claim ownership for her father. Her father has sent several guards and servants to support her, and promises to have a quick return.
 
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Cassandra

I feel the springy grass tickling the bottoms of my feet, joyously free from the confining slippers. The sun shines down on my golden hair, floing loose over my shoulders. If Cyril could see me now, he would be furious. Nothing new in that, though. So many things about me made Cyril furious. But then, Cyril couldn't be or do anything anymore. Those damn English...
I shake my head, enjoying the sensation of my heavy hair sliding off my shoulder. Sighing, I sit at the bank of the river, having reached my destination. I gaze around myself, looking at the ancient trees standing guard over the river, an occasional branch dipping lazily into the river. Picking up a wild flower, I shred the petals and toss them into the slow-moving river in front of me, thinking of all of the changes that have occurred. How many more coule there be? It just wasn't fair! My life had been just fine the way it was. Why should things have changed for me? What had I done to deserve any of this? Nothing, that's what!
Pulling myself out of my musings, I stand abruptly, pulling my dress over my head, feeling the breeze touch my skin, opuckering my nipples as the dress comes off. Smiling to myself, I remember that this was one of the few things that hadn't bothered Cyril much. Oh, at first it had, but then he, too, saw what a nuisance all of those silly petticoats and drawers and shifts ewre. They did have their place, and could definitely be used to alluring effect when entertaining, and they were a must when at Court, but this was hardly Court.
Slipping into the water, I shiver slightly at the slight chill of the water. A few strong strokes take me to the middle of the river. I turn over onto my back, letting the water pull my hair away from my face. Floating, I watch the clouds, an occasional bird flying within my sight. I love this feeling, both a part of and separated from everything around me. The water around my head bloccks out all sounds around me. All I can hear is the beat of my own heart, the rush of blood through my veins. At the same time, I can feel the kiss of the sun and the gentle caress of the breeze on my face, my breasts, my toes.
Still floating on my back, I make long, slow sweeps of my arms, enjoying the feel of the water rushing over me. I move toward the old stone bridge that spans the river. As I do so, I become aware of the presence of another person. I am not terribly concerned with this. I know everyone around here, a few of them ~very~ well. I know that I am safe.
I turn so that I can look onto the bridge. Because of the sunlight bouncing off the water, the only thing I can be sure of is that it is a woman. While the figure is unfamiliar, the curves that I can see set off within me the familiar tingle of attraction. I have never bothered to deny myself an attraction before, man or woman, and see no reason to do so now.
"Why do you just stand there, watching? While watching does indeed prove enjoyable at times, I have always found doing so much more fun. Will you come and join me? I promise not to bite. Unless, of course, you ask nicely."
I raise my hand in invitation toward her, a smile on my lips and what I hope is a look of invitation in my eyes.
 
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Shaiya

*riding down to the manor house it was a soggy trip. it rained for 3 days straight, it made the countryside dreary and the bread moist. The sun had just come out yesterday and now it was beginning to get very warm.
Coming upon the Manor house the first thing that struck me was a very beautifully carved fountain of a greek woman tied to a rock. Quite admirable work. The house looked small.. only 32 rooms. Luckily there was a separate 15 room house in back for the servants.. that was a relief..
I looked around for someone and found a gardner. He informed me that the lady of the house had gone for a walk down to the river. I wondered if she'd been informed I was teh new lady of the house?
Instructing the servants to the house and two guards to find me a suitable room I moved my horse on down the short path thru the garden.
Coming up to the bridge I got off my horse. I saw a girl, right about my age.. very light haired. She was very beautiful. She was naked! Eyes widening, I stood there in shock, her words coming to my ears making me realize where I was... Shaking my head.*
Are you mad?!
*I gazed at her for a moment, admired.. smiled*
Well.. it does look fun...
*looking around for anyone else that might be watching and tying my horse to the end of the bridge, moving behind a tree and shedding my dress down to my white shift. Light blue ribbon tie the neck and wrists*
Is it cold?
*sliding down the bank into the water and letting it surround me slowly*
Oooooo It is refreshing
*smiling warmly, swimming over to you*
Who are you?
 
Cassandra

Oh, I like a woman who has her priorities in the right order. Shed clothing and then ask questions.
*I grin widely as I stand to make a graceful curtsey*
My name is Cassandra. Yonder manor is my family home. And you would be?
*Looking at the woman standing in front of me, water swirling around her, I see someone a little shorter than I, with very pleasing curves. My instincts had not betrayed me, the attraction I felt toward her growing.*
 
*smiling at her warmly. Her comment forced a laugh*

Well. I guess it would have been proper to say hello first.
You said you were from the Manor house?
I am Lady Shaiya of Huntington. I'm here because my father just conquered the lands of this house. And I'm here to run it.

*standing up and gazing at her, hard nipples, causing my own reactions..licking my lips as water dropped from her body.*

You'll get to be one of my ladies in waiting.
Could you pick out a good room for me to stay in? I would like one close to yours if possible.

*reaching out idly and moving a strand of hair off your cheek and back behind your shoulder*

It would be nice to have someone close to my own age to be around. We could have such ~Fun~.

*My eyes travel the length of this beauty in front of me. Her lips soft, her breasts pert, her skin supple. Wanting to find other reasons to reach out and touch her*
 
Cassandra

*Eyes narrowing as I realize just ~who~ she is. Hmmmm. One of the damned English, is it? And she doesn't know who I am. Figures.*

Oh, milady, I, um, didn't realize you would be arriving today. We had expected you a week ago, and had hoped, I mean, had thought maybe something had happened to you, since we hadn't received a message.

*dropping what hopefully appeared to be a clumsy curtsey, I trip and land on my behind with a soft splash and slight gasp*

Oh, milady, I do appologize!

*eyes glitter as she reaches down to help me up, I lift my hand and shift my weight to pull her down with me, wrapping my arms around her as I do, feeling her breasts pushing into mine, nipple against nipple. I playfully nip at her ear and whisper into her ear*

You should never make assumptions, especially when you don't know who you are dealing with.

*looking into her eyes to guage her reaction, I lower my mouth toward her erect nipple and nip at it before releasing her, and with a short laugh, swim off once more*
 
*Startled and crying out as I find myself pulled headlong into the water on top. Pressed easily chest to chest.Blushing furiously, not letting go. Gasping out OOOOOOOoooo as your mouth clampes on my nipple. Staring as you swim off*

Oh no you don't!

*Reaching out I grab your ankle and pull you back to me. Splashing a little water onto you, wrapping my arms around you holding you close to me firmly, wrapping one legg around yours*

I may not know who exactly you are, but I certainly know how to deal with you!

*Kissing you firmly, deeply, snaking my toungue out to enjoy yours, sliding my arms up and down your back*

You are delicious. I think I will enjoy you completely.

*Untying the ribbon at my neck and letting my shift slide down mybody, exposing my naked breasts and hard nipples. Arching my body towards yours, holding you to me*
 
Cassandra

*Kissing her deeply, my tongue fencing with hers, I enjoy the sweet taste of this person. I reach my hand up, caressing the back of her head, raking my nails across the back of her neck, as I feel the shudder of her increasing passion, I slide my body sensuously against hers. Slowly standing up, I pull her with me, wrapping my arms around her. As I feel her relax slightly, I take the chance offered. Throwing her off balance, I trip her over my leg and send her tumbling into the water. In an instant, I am on top of her, kissing her deeply before she has a chance to react. Lifting my head, I smile in a slightly mocking way.*

Little girls who can't keep their own feet under them have to earn the right to be on top.

*Lowering my head, I trail kisses down her neck and circle my tongue around her nipple and down the curve of her breast, enjoying the fresh taste of the river water mingling with the soft texture of her incredibly white skin. My hand runs along her waist and down over her hip. Slipping that hand under her knee, I lift it and, taking a breath deep into mylungs, I dip my head under the water to taste the sweetness hidden between her legs, finding it to be even more sweet than her mouth. As I feel her begin to thrash inpassion, I lift my head, pushing wet hair out of my eyes.*

I don't suppose I am the first Lady to tell you that you taste incredible, am I? Since we are now on such intimate terms, perhaps it is time to introduce myself. I am Cassandra, and the manor to which you have laid claim belongs to my family.

*Leaning down, I again kiss her deeply, feeling her response as she returns my kiss. Holding myself on one arm, my other hand ranges across her breasts, and finding her nipple, I gently run my finger over the very tip. I feel her arch her back, silently begging for more. As I pinch the nipple slightly, I feel a shudder of passion run through her. Incredibly, I feel my passions beginning to overtake me.*
 
ooc: *Runs in, having spotted the virgin*

*Stamps a Big Red V on your forehead and pops a little Red baloon with sparkles over your head, then runs away shouting*

YOU HAVE BEEN VIRGINIZED BY THE RHPS PHAN!!!
 
OOC: I publicly ignore the jackass who thinks he is amusing before continuing on with the thread.
 
Shaiya

*Enjoying the feel of your warmth. Crying out in surprise as I fall backwards, trying to catch myself for balance, scream interupted by your kiss. Pressing to you. Eyes widening at your words, about to protest when your kisses trail waves of pleasure down my body. Laying back in the water, enjoying you fully. Hands moving to roam thru your hair, caressing, stroking, encouraging, loosing myself in your touch*
OOOOOOOooooooooooooo
*Your head moving under me, the water gliding over me, your toungue causing shivers thru me. Arching and grinding into you. Sighing softly as you release me from your mouth. Listening for a moment*
Well.. Uhmmm.. no.. You're not the first woman I've been with. But certainly one of the more fun.
*smiling shyly, blushing furiously as I realize who you are, stammering out.*
OOooo My.. I didn't think you would be so close to me.. I mean my own age..
*Moving myself out from under your grasp for a moment.. a shy smile turning wicked crosses my lips. Kissing you back passionately, arching myself to you. Releasing myself to your touch, body begging for more.*
But now that I know, I'm certainly am glad I found you.
*wrapping my arms around you and tossing you gently half up on the bank. Trailing my hands down from your shoulders, and then pressing them to your breasts.. squeezing and rolling your nipples, sighing and pinching them. Moving my mouth to between your thighs, closing in on your sweet venus mound. Little kisses trail through your soft curls, then darting a toungue out I part your nether lips. Dividing them, pressing against you, flicking your sweet spots with my toungue. Devouring you hungrily*
 
*My last coherent thought before the waves of pleasure overwhelm me is that I hadn't thought my afternoon swim was going to be so much fun. Arching my back, I feel the prickle of grass under my shoulders, feeling her tongue delving deeply into the more interesting parts, licking, nibbling, sending wave upon wave of erotic feelings through me. Reaching down, I run my fingers through your wet hair, holding your head closer.*

Oh yes, that does feel good. Perhaps there are a few good things about having you damn English around. Perhaps I will let you stay with me after all.

*A wicked smile plays around my lips as I stretch my arms over my head, arching my back more strongly, pushing your mouth more firmly against my clitorus, feeling the sun on my naked breasts, closing my eyes. I feel a shade descending, thinking that the sun must be moving behind a cloud. Nothing strange about that, there are occasionally sudden rain storms, even when the day is as beautiful as this one is. I begin to shift my hips slightly to take your tongue just where I wish it to be, gasping loudly as new waves of pleasure hit and crest over me.*

Oh yes, I can tell that you have been with many other women. You have a very talented tongue. Very talented indeed.

*Reaching down, I grasp your shoulders gently and guide you up to me so that you are lying fully against me. I wrap my arms around you as our legs tangle and kiss you deeply and longingly, feeling your arms wrap around me. Sliding one arm between us, my fingers find the sensitive spot just between your legs, the one my mouth had previously been worshiping. I find it to be wet and throbbing, seeming to pout at having been neglected for so long. I gently begin to trace my fingers over your very sensitive flesh, hearing you gasp and feeling you arch into the feelings. Smiling, I increase the pressure and tempo, my own reactions increasing as yours begin to take over.*
 
*Enjoying the feel of your warm soft skin. Flicking the entrancing folds, and playing with my toungue. Hearing your words and smiling*
Oooo I plan on keeping you around for a long time.

*Delighted as you stretch and move and show me where it feels best. Getting lost in the feel and sensations. Licking, stroking, sucking, loosing myself in the feel of warmth. Hearing her crescendo and feeling the warm flood of passion. Licking my lips and smiling warmly. Gazing at you softly while you pull me on top of you. My hands explore your body as your own reach for my sensitive spots. So swollen, so wanton, closing my eyes and laying in the grass.. holding you, arching to the feel. When suddenly a shadow comes over us, and a new sound comes to my ears*
Excuse me My lady I didn't know you were busy.

What!?!
*I sit up and scream. All feeling and passion lost in this new humiliation*

What are you doing here!?!
*The guard goes red and immediately turns his back*
Your horse came back without you. We got worried you'd been thrown. I .. I ..came looking for you.

*turning bright red, flushing from one end to the other. My companion still laying easily on the grass. I immediately stand and go to retrieve my clothes. Throwing my drenched shift on, offering me little cover as my hard nipples poke thru*
From now on when I am on my own.. Leave me alone!

*Blushing furiously and screaming.*
I'll be going back to the manor now..Go ahead and tell my serf to get a clean dry pair of clothes out. I've fallen in the river on accident. Go!

*On the brink of tears from embarrassment I watch as the guard quickly mounts his horse and leaves. Turning to Cassandra.*
I ... I... I don't know what to say. Let's go back.
*Flushed red from head to toe*
 
*I open my eyes in surprise as the shadow speaks. Above me stands a guard. So, this is what an English man looks like, is it? Perhaps being, um, occupied, won't be such a trial after all. I feel you jump out of my arms and dash around, looking for your clothing. rolling onto my side, propping my head on one hand, I slowly lick the fingers of my other, now unoccupied, hand.*

Just what is it that has gotten you into this state? Is something wrong? A nice, big, strong man like that could have been fun. You should have asked him to join us.

*Standing up, I walk over and touch your shoulder, turning you around, bending down to kiss your mouth, trying to calm you.*

If you spend all of your energy screaming and blushing, you will have no energy left for groaning and flushing. There are many, many more enjoyable ways to spend energy. Life is meant to be enjoyed.

*I reach my hand to caress your breast, feeling you relax into my hand, calming. I bend down and kiss you deeply, lifting my head to look deeply into your eyes.*

He was a servant, your servant. That means that your word is law, and heknows that. He had probably been watching for some time, hoping to join. If you had asked him to join, rather than screaming at him, and told him that the price of his pleasure was his silence, I promise no-one would ever have heard of it, if that is what you had wished. Personally, I don't know why it should matter. Aren't servants there to serve? Ah, I see that you are all dressed now.

*Walking over, I gracefully gather my dress and pull it over my head, feeling its smoothness glide over my slender body.*

It is really too bad that we were interrupted, though. I was quite enjoying myself. *Soft smile* We will just have to continue later. Shall we walk together?

*Slipping my arm around your waist, I begin to walk toward the manor.*
 
*A smug pleased grin crosses my face as he leaves. Hearing your words, eyes widen in shock*
Join us! Are you insane?

*Pulling on my petticoat over my wet shift. Listening intently as logic sets in. Leaning into your warm kiss.*
Well, I guess servants ~are~ here to serve. *smiling* My word is rule here, I suppose. Perhaps I shouldn't have been soo harsh.

*Pulling on my underskirt, hearing your melodic voice speak of continuing, smiling in delight*
I haven't been with any men anyway, so I'd not know what to do.
*Licking my lips* I look forward til when we have the chance.

*Noting you wear no underclothes. Smiling and slipping on my own overdress.. adjusting it just so. Slipping my hand around your waist. Walking down the path to the manor.*
I think I'm going to like ithere after all.

*Arriving at the manor house all the servants whisper as we pass along. One serf runs up with a brand new set of clothes.*
Did you find me a suitable room?
Move it. I want to be in a room next to Cassandra's. and right now, I just want to lie down. Wake me when dinner is ready. It's been quite a day of travel and quite an ordeal.

*Leaning myhead down on your shoulder*
Will you lead the way?
 
*As we enter the manor, I grab your hand and pull you up the stairs behind me. Halfway up I stop and turn, giving my orders to the servants below froma position of obvious superiority. Looking to my housekeeper, I say:*

Lady Shaiya will have her things placed in the gold rooms, se to it that her maid is shown there. Her ladyship has expressed the desire *eyes glitter* to see my rooms, and will be occupied continuing our acquaintance, which has been intererupted. First, though, I wish to have fresj raspberries and sweet cream sent to my rooms. Have that nice young footman whom I find so amusing bring them up.

*Continuing up the stairs, I lead you down a hall and pull you through a door, abruptly closing it behind us. Turning, I eye you with interest.*

So, you are a virgin, are you? That does explain why you taste so sweet. Tell me, just how much of a virgin are you? Have you ever seen a man in the nude before? By and large, they are not nearly as beautiful as women, but the do hold a fascination. I have found, too, that the older they are, the less pretty they become. Age does have its benefits, though. Together, perhaps you and I can explore the realms. It might be interesting to see the world through virin eyes. First thing we have to do, though, is get rid of this silly bashfulness of yours.

*At this point, there is a knock at the door.*

Oh good, our afternoon ~snack~ is here! For the first little while, I think I will take the lead. Unless, of course, you just can't control yourself.

*Turning, I open the door to allow entrance to the footman. A tall, black haired footman with flashing, bright blue eyes steps through the door. He appears to be about 19 years old. He is holding a silver tray with two crystal bowls villed with the requested berries and cream. As he walks to the lace covered table next to the open window, I softly close the door, leaning my back against it.*

Hello Patrick. It is sooo good to see you. I would like to introduce you to my new friend, Shaiya.

*Looking toward you, he bows his head.*

Patrick is a very good friend of mine, too. Aren't you, Patrick?

*Walking over to Patrick, I wrap my arms around his neck and give him a deep, passionate kiss.*

Patrick, I have something to ask you. Would it bother you overly much if I were to share you with my new friend? See, this poor girl has never been fortunate enough to see a Frenchman out of his clothes, and I feel it is my duty to show her all the wonders of my beloved country. Would that bother you terribly?

*I grin at the wicked smile that lights his face. As quick as lightening, he removes his clothes, a massive erection springing to life as he feels two sets of feminine eyes upon him.*

Oh, yes, Patrick. You, of all, ar my most favorite.

*walking over to him, I caress his penis, feeling it bob under my slightly teasing fingers. Looking toward you, I beckon you to us.*

Come over. He won't bite, I promise. At least, not without permission. Will you, Patrick?
 
*leaning my head on your shoulder, enjoying the smell of your warm hair, hearing your words to your servants. Admiring the way they quickly move to your smooth tones. Enjoying the idea of raspberries and sweet cream.*
I'm as much of a virgin now as the day I was born. I've seen men in art before.

*Enjoying the look of the room, laying down on the bed, blushing from head to toe*
I'm not ~That~ bashful.

*Hearing the knock at the door, and then admiring the lad as he came in. Smiling at his powerful chest and strong leggs and the look of his ass as he put the tray down. Saying greetings to Patrick, and watching you kiss. Blushing from head to toe. Crying out in shock*
Have you lost your senses!

*Eyes widening, hand drawing to my mouth as he sheds his clothes so quickly and willingly. Turning very curious at his erection. Staring blankly, mouth open in amazement.*
Oh my!.... That.. He's.. Oh My.....

*Seeing you play with him so casually.. walking over there in astonishment.*
Well.. since he ~was~ kind enough to get undressed for us.. I suppose it would be a good time to learn more about anatomy.

*reaching out and touching it with my fingertip. Stroking it with my finger, then wrapping my hand around it. Soft skin, hard muscle, warm life between my hands. Fingering his sack curiously, pulling on one, then the other, dragging my nails lightly up it. Then stroking it again with my hand. My own nipples getting hard.*
I like the feel of it...
 
*I watch intently, waiting to see what your reaction will be, smiling as I see your interest caught. I close my hand over yours, guiding it up and down, hearing the gasp made by Patrick as the increased friction has an affect on him, enjoying the surprised look on your face as the already massive erection begins to increase in size. A bead of fluid appears on the tip of his penis, his hips jerking with the movement of our two hands.*

Go ahead, taste. It is wonderful. Easily as addictive as the taste of a woman. *At the shocked look on your face, I shrug my shoulders.* Your loss. Maybe next time. It is not as if this will be your only opportunity.

*Leading Patrick over to the bed, I instruct him to stand at its foot. Climbing onto the bed, I position myself in front of him, lying on my stomach. The height of the bed is just perfect to bring his penis to mouth level, and I begin to worship the erection with my mouth. I feel the bed sink on one side, and pause briefly to look into your shocked face. Looking deeply into your eyes, I see an unmistakable look of interest, the beginning spark of lust.*

Are you sure that you don't wish to try this?

*I smile as you almost shove me out of the way.*

Don't bite, whatever you do. Lick, suck, even nip, but DON'T BITE. Let him slide as deeply as he can into your mouth. Above all, enjoy yourself.

*I watch as your first timid explorations begin, laughing softly as you pucker your lips to kiss the head of his penis. I feel a delicious heat begin to build in me as you open your mouth, watching your delicate tongue swirl and tease.

Standing, I again shed my gown, dropping it in a heap on the floor beside the bed. Sliding off the bed to stand next to Patrick, I pull his head down to my kiss and whisper in his ear:*

Enjoy this, but bide your time. She isn't quite ready for the likes of you. I, however, am more than capable of taking anything and everything you have to give, so don't get too carried away.

*Moving back onto the bed, I ease myself behind you and push your skirts up. Moving you so that you are on your knees, I gently begin to remove your undergarments, caressing each body part as it becomes revealed to me. Looking up at Patrick, I see a slightly glazed look creeping into his eyes as fine beads of sweat break on his lip and across his forehead.*

Shaiya, take pity on the poor thing. We have plenty of time, and lots more things we can explore.
 
*Watching intently as your mouth replaces my hand. Guided to th side of the bed, Stirrings of vibrations start deep inside me. Nearly bounding into place as you ofer it to me. Tentatively ticking my toungue out, kissing the head, then surrounding it with my lips*
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

*Exploring the velvet skin with my toungue. Listening to your words of not biting, opening my mouth to let him go as far ashe could. Pushing to hiships, nuzzling his soft hair. Attacking his shaft with hunger. Gasping as your hands pull at my underskirts. Pushing against him wiggling out of my clothes. Arching into your touch, moving against this new sensation filling my mouth. Pressing against him, filling my whole mouth surounding his shaft with my toungue, closing my eyes. Moaning softly against him, moving faster, rubbing the back of my throat with the head. Sroking, rubbing, pushing him down all the way. Your words strike caution like lightening. My eyes fly open, blushing furiously, Sliding off his shaft quickly, sitting back into your lap.*
OOo.. I'm sorry..I didn't... I don't.. Oohh..

*small white beds of liquid form. Amazed at the reaction, timidly reaching a finger out to capture it. Tasting the salt spray against my lips. Patrick groans a little. I hear your warm laughter.
You've got the poor boy in a tight spot.

*I move out of the way as you move in front and lay on your back on the bed, your head in my lap, your hiar mingling with soft curls of my venus mound.. Laying your head in my lap, looking up at my delicate nipples, licking your lips.. then looking down at patrick, bending up to wrap your hand around his shaft, using it to guide him into you.*
I have a relief for that.

*I lean over to stroke your breasts as your lips capture my nipple. Moaning out softly with your nips, heat growing between my thighs intensely as Patrick takes your hips in his hands. Your first gasp startles me.*
Does it hurt?

*A short laugh escapes your lips*
NOooooooooo I want more.

*Patrick picks up the pace a bit and moves into you. Your body stretched before me, breasts bouncing. Heat building within me, I study his movements against your hips. REaching down squezing rolling and playing with your nipples.*
 
*Feeling the fullness of Patrick filling me, I gasp, purr, moan softly.*

Are you hurt?

*Your voice is full of concern, with equal parts of fear, concern, and interest.*

Oh no, I want more.

*I feel your fingers on my nipples,shivers and ripples of pleasure rolling over me. I arch my back, achieving three things all at once: I bring Patrick's marvelous penis more deeply into me, I rub the back of my head into your venus mond, feeling your abdominal muscles tense in reaction, and I maneuver so that your beautiful nipples are within reach of my mouth. Sticking my tongue out, I tease first one, and then another, feeling them harden under my tongue.*

No, Shaiya, Patrick isn't hurting me at all.

*Wrapping my legs around his hips, I lift my arms to him so that he can lift me into a sitting position. I wrap my arms around his neck as he puts his hands under my bottom, supporting all of my weight. I gasp as he is pushed more deeply into me.*

Oohhhhh yyyeeeesssss. You feel so good just...right...there.

*I begin to move my hips, feeling your eyes on me, smiling at the thought of the shocked look on your face. That, however, is the last conscious thought I am capable of. Patrick begins thrusting, and as waves of passion sweep over me, I lose control, pushing, grinding, wanting more, begging for more. I grind my lipsint Patrick's, my tongue fencing with his. throwing back my head, I begin to cry out his name as a massive orgasm, as much pain as pleasure, begins to wash over me. I feel Patrick bucking into me, and the feeling of his balls hitting into me throws me into an even stronger orgasm, my muscles sucking every last drop of his precious milk. I feel the beads of sweat running down my back and between my breast as Patrick gently lies me don on the bed, and slides out of me. I pull his head down to mine and give him a gentle, loving kiss.*

That was wonderful, lover. You make me feel so good. *He stands up, smiling down at me. Turning to you, I say:*

Would you like for him to join us now? Or should we let him return to his other, less pleasant duties? You have had quite a few shocks, so I will leave it up to you. If he were to stay, there are lots of things to explore with him. At the same time, he isn't going anywhere, and he can always join us again, right Patrick? *I flash him a dazzling smile.*
 
*Hearing her passion filled words. Watching in wonder as he enters and slides, she rubs, my own passion building inside. Moaning out as you capture my nipple. Sliding against you. Observing the way he pulls you to sit on him. Panting softly, purring quietly, watching as you move on him, moan, laying against him. My own hard nipples begging for attention I push my hands to my chest and free my body fully of clothing. Grasping my own nipple with one hand and sliding another hand down to my venus mound.*

*Watching him move inside and pushing my own finger inside. Listening to you moan as he rubs those sweet secret spots deep inside. Loosing myself in your passion of rocking and moving and moaning and thrusting. My own orgasm building. Shocked and startled as waves of passion break over us at the same time. His body rocketing into yours. Your moans coming like song to the world. My own passion sighs breaking across the air. Sighing softly..watching you kiss him intensely. Blushing from head to toe*
Oo My.. that was a very enjoyable lesson. But I think I'll let him go now.

*smiling at you warmly.. panting softly, little beads of sweat between my breasts*
I really think I'm ready to actually ~eat~.

*laying back floating in bliss and gazing at the raspberries and cream.*
 
*Standing up, I stretch and walk over to an armoir at the side of the room to pull out two satin dressing gowns. As I slip one on, I approach Patrick, give him a hug and a kiss, whispering in his ear that he was magnificent, as always. I tell him that he can get dressed now and go off to happily gossip with the other servants, if he really wanted to take that risk. Walking over to where the berries and cream stand, I pick them up and return to the bed, handing Shaiya the other dressing gown, and placing the tray with the food on the bed. I watch as Patrick puts his clothing back on. It takes a bit longer than it did coming off, but I have the feeling that that is as much for affect as anything.*

Don't worry, Patrick, I really don't think your career has come to an end yet. I think there is only so much of the natural wonders of France that this poor girl can take at one time.

*sitting down, I pick up one plump raspberry, and biting it, let some of the juice run down to my lips before leaning over to kiss you.*

Did you enjoy the show?
 
*Smiling and watching Patrick dress.. sighing softly to myself. Seeing the silk dressing gown. Sudden shyness overtaking me, blushing from head to toe, but I make no gesture to put the gown on.*
No one has ever tutored me on the arts of love before.

*Eyes wide with curiosity, settling down in front of the tray.. watching you bite a raspberry.. licking my lips. Kissing you fully, passionately, tasting all of you*
I enjoyed the show very much. I didn't know things like that could be sooo oooo ~Real~.

*Picking up one of the raspberries and biting it in half.. coating my lips softly*
But I wasn't ready to get dressed yet.

*slipping your dressing gown over your head and off your body once more.*
You've made me feel tingles all through my body..now I want to continue where we left off.
*Picking up a raspberry and putting it on your hard nipple. Letting it stay there for a moment, then suddenly sweeping in to take it with my mouth. Teeth just grazing your nipple as I suck it to my mouth. Attaching another raspberry and sucking that off your other breast. Then pushing you back on your back on the bed..taking the bowl of cream.. Letting little drops slowly fall from the lip onto your sweet wet mound. Diving my toungue in to catch them., dipping into your sweet warmth. Salt coming to my lips. Drawing back a little*
Oo...
*licking my lips*
He's very salty... and very.. hmmm...
*dripping more cream and then attacking your sweet mound, forcing my toungue in deep. Setting the cream aside, and keeping you back, pressing my lips to you, pushing and arching to get deeper. Lapping and flicking my toungue across your sweet clit, tasting, and drinking of your shared passion hungrily*
 
*Smiling at the feel of the cream upon my skin, I arch into the feelings your lips on my skin evoke in me.*

I hadn't thought of it so much as a tutorial as a companionable exploration of ~all~ life has to offer. I don't believe in saying you don't enjoy something in life, whether in food or in sexuality, until you have tasted it. Then you are more able to give an informed opinion about it. How can you possibly say that you don't like something if you have never tried it?

*laying back as your tongue delves into me, lick up all traces of my previous encounter with Patrick.*

Doesn't he taste wonderful? On another occasion, I won't try to stop you from letting him cum in your mouth.

*Arching into your tongue as the swells of passion begin to overtake me, feeling your tongue, your teeth, your lips, reaching down to grasp your hands as they rest on my hips, pushing down greedily to experience all of the bliss possible from your loving lips.*
 
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