Dirty little secrets

The perfect prince

The night of the ball, everyone was going mad over the decorations and setting up. The princess stood in front of the mirror, her gown poofy, a soft lilac. Lace climbing up her chest, covering her chest, and double D boobs. A golden necklace sat against her chest. Her servant came up holding matching golden sparkle heels, and slide them on her feet. Her legs freshly shaven, well everything shaven and scrubbed down. Because tonight would be the night she finds a prince to wed too.
The foods scent filled the air, fine meat, and crackers and cheese. And don't forget about the chocolate and sweet soft cake. Small chatter begins to fill the air, everyone slowly showing up. A few princesses show up as well, because of course they need to wed too.
The ball room was lively, music filling the air. A few dancing and laughing. The princess slowly walks down the steps to the platform, standing between her and her future prince.
"Hello ladies and gentleman! May I present to you the princess of Paradium! Princess Samara!" A short man yelled before me, before taking my hand and guiding me down the rest of the steps to the ball room.
It takes almost all night to even go through all the suitors. Some, she just had no words for, mainly because they were crazy or just not handsome. Then one, just one stands out. With his tall lean body, dark black hair and perfect round soft green eyes. His smile genuine. The king waves away any left men and leaves.
"So what is your name?"
"Prince Alec."
"And you are an heir to a kingdom yes?"
"Well..if my four oldest brothers die before I die, then yes I'm heir to a kingdom some day."
She lets out a soft laugh, "so you are capable of handling a kingdom? Once I become the age of 22 and am wed, the kingdom is mine to rule."
"Oh yes my dear, quite capable."
"Shall we go for a walk?" She stands, taking his hand gently before guiding him into the dark, down a hall.
We stayed quiet for the small walk, hands entwined.
"Where is the room?"
"The room?"
"Yes the room your father spoke of, of when you pick a suitor, and are taken to."
"Oh yes that room, right this way" she smiles, excited that she found the perfect prince.
The room has soft candles lined up around the walls, the wallpaper a gentle colored red. The bed a king sized bed, covered in white sheets and blankets, black and red accent pillows. Everything simple.
He guides her to the bed, sliding her shoes off and placing them on a small dresser.
"I know this is your first time, and of course i want it all special for you love. After tonight my soul and heart is yours."
She nods, a little scared, being it is her first time and her mother was never around to show her how to love a man.
He crawls on the bed behind her, and gently unties at her dress. She lets out a soft breath finally able to breath again.
His fingers dance against her back gently sending chills up her spine. Then he gets back off the bed, and gently pulls her to her feet, pulling at the fabric making the dress fall around her ankles. Her body now exposed fully. The prince stares in amazement at her simple white laced bra cupping her double D breasts. And cute lilac panties hugging her butt. He stares at her for what seems like hours, amazed and at a loss for words.
"W-what is it bad? Oh I'm sorry..I'm
Sorry it's not what you wanted.." She mumbles out, near tears.
"Oh no you are so perfect, I can't wait to be yours."
He sets her back on the bed again, and pushes her thighs apart. His lips press against her thighs, kissing every inch of them. Savoring the taste of milk and cookies. Her shivers, exhilarating. He reaches his hands up, at the clasp of her bra, tugging it off and away with her dress. Her breasts perky and milky white, nipples a soft pink. His tongue flicks at the nipples making them hard and stuff. She whimpers, face flushed, enjoying every moment. His hands press against her panties, feeling the wetness grow more as he flicks her nipple more. Then her panties are off, and his clothes are off. And he gently puts her head against the pillows, making her as comfortable as possible.
"I promise princess, I won't hurt you."
The princess nods, her body a little tense, scared.
His hips test against hers, gently though, not crushing her. His lips against hers, tenderly.
"Wrap your legs around my waist princess, it will be easier that way"
So she complies, her legs wrapped around his waist. His cock lined up against her virgin hole.
Too be far he was scared too. He was raised to save himself for the princess of his dreams. His mother did teach him well though.
He pushed his tip in, gentle, slow. It hadn't hurt her yet, her eyes were still tear free, her mouth a gentle smile. So he pushes more, and then stops, something inside her making it more difficult. Hymen, he thinks is what his mother refereed to as a girls woman hood.
She let out a whimper then.
"Sh no it's okay, it will only hurt for a moment love, but that just means we are becoming one."
"Please I don't want it to hurt"
"Sh Sh princess," he kisses her, trying to distract her. And it works for a moment, her brain distracted, as he gives a hard thrust. Tearing at her hymen. Her eyes widen, and tears start to fall.
But they are once one, making love.