"Indeed though I don't really expect you to remember. I had come to my first ball and you were there and not happy to be there. I was being, flirted with, a lot. After stepping onto the terrace for air I found myself with you unexpectedly. you were kind and gracious talked to me for several moments until my mother summoned me back to the party. I felt perfectly comfortable with you and you were so kind to me though you had no reason to be. That I felt comfortable for no reason meant something to me. No one else has ever made me feels so easy so quickly. I had been waiting for that feeling to marry. When mother told me that your mother was proposing we marry I accepted at once. I care nothing for your title but I do care that you make me feel comfortable and safe. That you are a good woman and a good person." he tucked his arms around himself. "I know that most think I am to quiet and shy to be a good husband. But I promise I'll always try to be the best I can for you." i looked him over he was still nervous and still unsure but it didn't turn me off.
"I believe you. And I think you'll be a fine husband." I tell him. He practically glows under that praise. He was so genuine and open. I'd never have to wonder about his feelings on things. I stopped in the walk way. I'd kissed plenty and had men use their hands to bring me to orgasm. I knew better than to go all the way before I was married but I had plenty of experience for what I wanted. I tucked him him into an alcove nearby and pulled him down for a kiss. He came easily. I put his arms around me and kissed him. His kiss was still hesitant but he did respond quicker this time. I smiled and opened my mouth to lick at his lips. He opened his mouth in reflex. I held him tighter and plundered his mouth. I learned and kissed and pressed tighter to him. His hands laid where I put them. I took one and moved it up to my breast. He gasped and pulled back.
"Should I?" he asked.
"It's alright, just follow my lead. You'll be my husband it's fine." he nodded. I showed him how to cup then massage my breast. I felt my body respond and I grew damp from the way I was being touched. What about him was he enjoying himself. I stepped closer and drew his hips to mine. His hard cock was pressed against my stomach. Yes he was enjoying this. He licked his lips his eyes dropping to my lips.
"Do you want to kiss me?" I asked. He blushed but nodded. "Then do it." he lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me. It was tentative but then suddenly I was being clasped tight to him and he was kissing me deep. I moaned and pressed to him. Sliding my hand between the folds of his robe I moved it along his skin. He shivered as I ran a hand over his nipples then down over his stomach. He broke the kiss to moan and gasp.
"My lady? What are you doing?" he asked.
"Teaching you why being my husband will be a good thing for more than one reason. When we are alone you can call me Ramana." I found the loose underwear he wore and dived inside to grasp his hard cock.
"Ramana, what are you doing?" he asked, now I could hear the raw nerves in his voice.
"Shh, it's alright. Have you never touched yourself?" he shook his head no.
"No, I was taught that it was for marriage I never touched myself." I was getting a very innocent husband.
"Well I'm going to be your wife, your body is mine now, and mine yours. Touch me it's alright." he let his hand wander down to my waist then around to my back but he didn't move it further but simply held me as I moved my hand over his cock. Pulling my hands away I untied his robe and spread it wide. He was very slim but lacked the definition of a man who was more physical. That didn't bother me. I liked the softness. I tugged at his underwear and pushed them down.
"Ramana, we are not in privacy." he says looking about us.
"This is private, we are perfectly alone and this late in the evening no one will be about for hours." I wrapped my hand around his cock and began to stroke. "You've never done this?" I asked. He shook his head no. "Ever been tempted?" he nodded. "Do you know what copulation is?" he nodded. "Just the basic act or the pleasure it can bring?" he blushed and looked away.
"I know how to please a woman."
"Show me. I want to see what you know." he hesitated but moved his hands down to my breasts, he caressed me and then bent to trail his mouth down my neck. He kissed and licked in a way I didn't think he'd have known about. His hands trailed down over my ass then up and back down inside my clothing. One hand caressed my bare ass the other trailed over my front and my mound. He rubbed and teased. A finger pushed inside of my privates and began to tease. He knew a lot for a man who'd never been kissed. He kept teasing until I was breaking over his hand and coating him in my juice.
"That's wonderful but I'm curious about how skilled you are? Have you ever practiced your craft?" I asked him. He pulled his hands from me and steps back I see him turn red in the light. I frown. "Was it by choice?" I saw him start to raise his underwear and stopped him. I stepped up circling my arms around him. "Tell me the truth." he sighed.
"A woman, older than me. Wished to have a younger lover. She taught me what to do to please her. She didn't want to risk pregnancy so she didn't want more than my mouth and hands on her. i learned well and she'd make any excuse she could to get me alone. i am innocent in that I have never laid with a woman I am pure for you. But I was taught in a different way."
"Who was it?"
"Why do you want to know?" he asked.
"I'm not going to retaliate if you are worried. You'll be my husband. I don't doubt you'll be faithful you are to honest a man to be anything but faithful. Who was it?"
"A tutor. I grew to a mans body before I was one and she liked it."
"You are mine now. I guess I'll reap the benefits of her unwise tutoring. But I think though you helped her she never bothered to allow you to come as well." he shook his head no. "Why not?"
"She said that I'd stain my clothes and others would know." which was probably why he'd never touched himself either, embarrassment of someone finding out. I smiled.
"I know a way around that so no one will know." I knelt and saw his eyes go wide.
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A Royal Marriage
RomanceIn her world women ran everything. Men were ornaments, caretakers. They raised the children and kept the home. Ramana was to be queen, but she needed a husband. Her mother, deciding she'd had enough time to find her own took matters into her hands a...