My bed? My place of solitude, shared with a lovely woman? I felt myself blushing with excitement. “Gladly. Let me guide you.”

The Queen dismounted from my lap, and I felt for her hand before leading her up from the bath to where I had some robes. I was glad they had recently been laundered, so I had more than one available. I reached for one and held it out, but she did not take it. “To dry you,” I offered up.

She took it, letting out a small, happy snicker. “Only if you agree to take it off of me once more.”

I couldn’t stop myself from smiling so wide I felt my face would surely split as I reached for a robe of my own. Donning it, I realized that the muscles of my face actually were sore; I was so unused to smiling!

Nervous, I held out my hand, and led her into my sleeping chambers. They were modest, I knew. Though I had a mattress, it sat directly upon the floor. As I had always slept by myself, the pillows were arranged haphazardly. But that did not seem to deter her. She sat down on my bed, and I heard the folds of her robe move as she gestured to me. “Come, shed your robe. Lay down. I will show you.”

Having no idea how to proceed, I did as I was bidden. Soon I felt her hands upon my bare chest, running down my arms. “Touch me.”

I didn’t need a second invitation. I took a chance and felt for her face and shoulder, then tugged her downwards, closer to me, wanting to feel her skin against mine again. She was warm and damp, and soon we were kissing again, her soft, feminine legs entwining with my lanky ones.

I groaned into her mouth, never having felt such bliss before that moment. Her cool, wet hair fell onto my face, neck, and chest, and one of her breasts freed itself from my robe, pressing against me.

Like a dream, I moved a hand to hold the soft globe in my hand. It was too large to fit entirely in my palm, and as I massaged it, it had the most pleasing texture, almost of pudding or soft beans within the flesh. Her nipple was larger than mine, though I felt it constrict and harden at my touch. When I pinched it lightly, curious, she panted into my mouth, and my desire for her quickened all the more.

Desperate for more, but ignorant of the process, I felt for the hem of her robe and parted it, feeling along her waist as it curved inwards from her ribs and then flared back out, so softly, to her wide hips. Unable to keep kissing with such a handful, I let myself fall back for a moment and take a breath.

I heard her shuffling, and felt her robe being taken away. I grunted, shocked, when she took my hand and placed it where her round thighs met. She had hair there, but softer than mine, and she was warm and damp. Feeling her womanhood against my palm, my nerves got the better of me. “What do I do? I don’t know how-“

I felt her hand over mine, guiding. “Feel this?” She pushed a finger of mine a small ways into a hot, wet orifice. Enthralled but terrified, I froze. “That is my sex. Slide your finger in further.”

She took a heavy breath as I moved to feel more deeply between the fleshy folds. I could feel the ridges inside; her body was wanting and lubricated with desire. “Again.” I carefully moved my finger back and forth, and was pleased when I felt her body tense next to mine.

When I felt her hand removing mine, I feared I had done something wrong, but she was only moving it. Just above her entrance, there were soft, thin folds of flesh that met at a firm nubbin. “You feel the swelling?” I nodded, touching it carefully. “Rub it, it is the key to a woman’s passion.”

Awkward and inexperienced as I was, she tensed again as I moved to cradle her head on my free arm as I caressed the small button of flesh. She began to moan lowly, intermittently placing kisses on my wrist.

I wasn’t sure how long I could stand something so erotic, her smooth body slowly gyrating, the feel of her warm breath on my arm and hand. The urgent need in my privates grew in strength, leaving me panting as I pleasured her the way she wanted.

I didn’t know if I should feel relief or disappointment when she guided my hand away from her soft folds, back to my side. “I’ve kept you waiting long enough. Let me show you how a woman can please a man.”

Notes

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