Rococo nights 1/2 - Oneshot

~~~It was the year 1789~~~

"To lay with someone for the first time will be awful, Aimee. It will hurt. Just spread your legs wide open, try to relax, close your eyes, and hope that it will end soon. Don’t expect anything else.”

In my mind, I could still hear the words coming from my best friend. Her purity had already been taken by her husband a few months back and now she tried to help me. I didn’t know what to think about her opinions. The truth was that I didn’t know anything about the act of “bedding someone”.

I only knew that 2 people had to be naked and it involved my lower body participating in the act--widely spread apparently--but that was all my 18 years old self knew.

And tonight will be the night: My wedding night.

I have to say, when I saw my new husband standing in front of the aisle this afternoon, I was happily surprised. He turned out to be quite a handsome man. And he was kind too. The reason for our marriage was that the man had no noble name, which was useful for connections. So that was where my poor noble family came in handy. They needed money, and I was sold for the best offer. The man was 10 years older than I was and one of the richest in the country.

Ferdinand Stevens was the name of my new husband, now Sir Ferdinand. He automatically rolled into the aristocratic society and my family will have no more financial troubles, it was a win-win and I had no saying in the matter whatsoever. I didn’t really like it, but this was the way it was. At least now I knew I would lead a secure life. And to be fair, since I saw the man, I felt a lot more content. Before, I’d been so scared that I wouldn’t like him.

We had married 2 hours ago and had just arrived by carriage at my new home--I mean our home. I couldn’t believe the size of the castle! It was huge and white with a dozen towers. Outside stood a line of servants dressed in black and white, already waiting to welcome the new mistress of the house.

That new mistress would be me.

Everyone was very kind to me and inside, I was taken to the master bedroom and properly washed by 3 servant ladies. It was so embarrassing when they just pulled off my clothes and washed my entire naked body. Even my private parts! I wasn’t used to this.

Without any clothing on, I was placed on the bed and covered with a sheet. Naked I laid waiting for my husband to come and perform the act that was needed to seal our marriage. I wondered if I should already spread my legs for him or not...should I wait?

It wasn’t cold in the room, yet I shivered, waiting in anticipation for what would come.

I observed the area. A few candles burned, flickering into the room--a dimmed light since it was already dark outside. I smelled like the soap the women washed me with. A flowery smell.

My breath hitched when I heard a click coming from the bedroom door and it opened. Ferdinand came in. He was only dressed in a long dark blue velvet robe and he looked so handsome in it, with his hair hanging loose.

He brought his hands to the cord around his waist and untied the knot, folding the robe open. He slid it down his shoulders to the back, until it fell to the ground, revealing a bronzed naked male body in front of my eyes. I swallowed hard as my heart started pounding faster. This was the first time I had ever seen a man naked and it was rather...interesting.

My eyes locked onto the body part between his legs. It hung soft between his legs and above it grew some black hair in a fine line towards his navel. When I noticed I was staring at him shamelessly, I quickly looked away and felt the heat of my boiling blood racing to my face, my cheeks burning from the inside out.

“You can look at me if you want, I don’t mind,” Ferdinand told me.

My heart beat wildly inside my throat and I felt ashamed to look, even though he’d said it was ok. My body felt strange. It was the same kind of strange as it felt when I touched myself.

Ferdinand walked towards me and grabbed the sheets that covered me, slowly wanting to pull the duvet away from me. I grabbed it, not wanting him to see me, but he smiled at me gently, and took my hand in his, and guided it away from the sheets.

”It’s ok,” he said. I nodded nervously and he pulled the duvet away from me. My naked body was revealed to him and goosebumps were all over my skin. My breathing was heavy and fast and I wanted it to stop so that I could breathe normally, but I needed the oxygen badly.

He sat down next to me on the bed and his hand slid from my shoulder to my wrist, a gentle caress against my arm. “You feel so soft,” he said softly. “You don’t have to be nervous. Are you afraid of me?”

“I...uhm...I-I don’t know...“ I stuttered. My head probably had a deeper shade of crimson.

“You don’t know?” he asked.

“I a-am a little...anxious,” I answered, my voice quavering. “But not afraid of you.”

“You don’t have to be anxious either.” He touched my body again, his fingertips leaving a blazing hot trail on the skin of my chest.

I nodded at his reassuring smile. He bowed down and licked my chest. His tongue circling around my nipple.

“Wha...what are you d-doing?” I asked in shock. The thing he did with his tongue against my nipple gave me more strange feelings and something tickled inside, from my gut to the place between my legs.

“You have no idea what we’re gonna do, have you?” he asked, his eyes full of sympathy.

I shook my head and bit my lip. “I just know that I need to spread my legs open for you and it will hurt me,” I said.

Ferdinand breathed in deep. I watched his throat bobble up and down before he answered me:

“I would be very fortunate if you would like to do that for me, Aimee. But first I want to show you how pleasurable this can be for you. Ok?” he asked.

“Ok,” I breathed out loud.

He straddled me, one knee on each side of my hips. He then bent and placed his lips against mine, kissing me. His lips felt soft, he opened them and his tongue came out, licking my lower lip.

It made my lips tremble.

His tongue found its way between my lips and gently pried them open. I released a small gasp when he stuck his tongue inside my mouth to stroke against my own.

A desperate sound spilled from my lips when his groin pressed against mine. He felt so hard and I began to feel wet.

Ferdinand took his mouth to my neck, and I breathed in a large gasp of much-needed air. His tongue worked its magic on my neck now, while his hardness kept rubbing between my legs, brushing over an aching spot. Hands massaged my breasts, lightly pinching and pulling at the nipples. I didn’t know what was going on anymore. I felt so hot. Just such an indescribable heat rushing through my body.

When I shamefully touched myself at night, I sensed the same feeling like I did now, that heat just before a pleasant feeling took hold of me. I never told anybody I secretly did that. It was a sin for sure.

“Ahh...s-stop...” I begged him before it would be too late.

He stopped all his actions at once and brought his knees to one side and laid down next to me, propping on an elbow.

“What’s wrong?” he asked me.

“...”

What should I say?

“Didn’t you like the feeling?” he asked.

“I...I did like it,” I admitted.

His other hand, now placed on my stomach, touched me lower and lower, until...

“Hahhh...!” I gasped when he folded his hand around me.

“Shhhh... It’s ok. Just feel and let yourself go, ” he assured me.

“No...I... ahh... You shouldn’t do that. If you do that then I...I’m..”

His hand caressed me slowly but firmly. His fingers drawing circles at that one place. I felt myself swelling for him. It felt so much better than when I touched myself.

“Then you come?” he asked.

“W-what?” I looked at him with question while biting my lower lip raw to keep the feeling away. But it still came. With each movement of his fingers, I felt the noose tighten inside my belly and I shamelessly moaned it out when he sped up the pace.

“Your body will release itself, a pleasant feeling remaining, that’s what you mean right?” Ferdinand asked.

I looked at him and nodded as Sweat started to roll off my temples.

He chuckled a bit. “That’s my whole plan. It’s what I want, to please you. It’s normal for married couples. One pleases another,” he said, moving his fingers faster.

So I needed to touch him also? My eyes trailed down. Set on his erection. The sight of his manhood was too much for me to tolerate the feeling that was building inside of me and underneath his touches, I gasped like a fish on dry land.

I didn’t know what was going on anymore, all I knew was that he made me feel so good and I couldn’t hold it any longer. I saw stars while I finally gave in and let it all out. Literally.

“Ahhh...!” I cried out as wave after wave ran through my body while every muscle inside me tensed up and released and tensed again.

When I came to my senses, Ferdinand asked me, “Did you like it?”

Still trying to catch my breath back, I panted, “yes...” I did like it so much. It felt so good.

“Good. Cause we have the whole night...” He said.

To be continued...

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