I luxuriate in the bathtub in the little Inn on our route while he takes the pleasure in washing my hear and whispers into my ear „Well, my dear, as a newlywed husband, I should wash my wife, shouldn't I?"
I just smile and lounge in the warm water. It is a rare enjoyment for a woman of my station to take a bath in this cold weather. He lathers a sponge and start to rub gently over and under my breasts. It is a pleasant feeling and my nipples peak in anticipation of every new touch. My core get restless again as it got in the carriage this afternoon. „We are not married, my lord" I reply with closed eyes.
„But the innkeeper beliefs that we are husband and wife and shouldn't we play our part proper as well?"
„Well, Mr. Smith, what do you suggest?" I ask impishly.
„You know, Mrs. Smith, we should repeat our lesson about the art of kissing from the carriage. I am looking forward to your mastery of this art form."
„I'm all in, Mr. Smith. I must admit I enjoyed our lesson this afternoon."
I feel a featherlight touch on my lower lip and start to smile. Another peck on the upper lip.
„I remember the Nominal Kiss, Mr. Smith, you just touching me on my lips."
„Very good, Mrs. Smith, but consider too that we do not have to limit ourselves to the mouth" and he lays a trail of Nominal Kisses to my ear and back to my lips. I enjoy the feeling of goosebumps sprinkling on my arms as he rejoins my lips and starts to pulsate his lower lip. I giggle as it tickles my bottom lip and he lifts his head.
„Well, that was a most skillful Throbbing Kiss in an Straight Position, Mr. Smith."
He smiles gently and whispers against my mouth „my dear Mrs. Smith, it is only the second Throbbing Kiss in your life, so you may revise your assessment in the future. And anyway, I want to dive deeper as Touching Kisses are absolutely my favorites." With that he starts to lightly stroke my lips with his tongue and I, already attuned, open my lips to him. He's immediately taking command and seizes my hair with an merciless grip while plundering my mouth, executing the Fighting of the Tongue in touching my teeth, my tongue and my palate. I instantly boil from the inside out when he slides one hand to my breasts and adds a pinch to my nipples. I suck in some air as he releases my hair and bends my head over his arm, closing his lips into a new angle and tonguing vigorously again. I vaguely remember the Bent Kiss as he alters his position to the head of the tube and kisses me upside down in a Turned Kiss, holding my head between his palms. It is a most intriguing feeling as he captures my lower lip lightly between his teeth and stroking it with his tongue. My legs involuntary start to rub against each other, resulting in little ripples on the surface of the water.
Suddenly he breaks off, pulls me up to a stand and picks me out of the water. I squeak in surprise while the water sloshes over the side of the tube, wetting his shirt and his breeches.
He growls „enough water for now, I want to kiss you all over your delectable body."
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The Duke's Kamasutra
Historical FictionIn Georgian London, a well educated young englishwoman from India becomes the interpreter of an excentric duke, for whom she translates the Kamasutra and thus finds her own sensuality. The Kama Sutra was translated and published in 1883 by Sir Richa...