Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

Visions of fucking Juniper were filling Aric's head, making it difficult to concentrate on pleasant conversation with Rickkard and Lydia. Just the little brush of her firm ass against his cock had ignited him and his mind was now fantasizing about how she would behave in bed later that night. Would she use that sweet, begging gaze to ask him to fuck her hard? He liked it when girls did that. Perhaps she'd stamp her little foot again and demand that he fuck her like a whore, as hard as he could, egging him on to new levels of brutality. Would her breasts be larger or smaller than they appeared in that gown that seemed to imply but not give Aric any of the more vivid details into her womanly curves that he wished to have? Sitting this close and studying her was starting to drive him mad with lust. His cock, coaxed to full hardness when he nestled it between her ass checks, throbbed insistently as it pointed straight down his thigh and strained in his trousers. The configuration was getting uncomfortable and Aric reached down, placing his hands under the surcoat that hung to below his crotch, and loosed the drawstrings on the trousers. Juniper seemed to be avoiding looking at him and she was the only other person at the head of the table, so Aric slipped his massive rod out of his trousers and arranged it under his surcoat. He'd never measured himself and always just felt his cock was merely in proportion with his large frame. His many lovers had all stressed that he was, in fact, quick large, uncomfortably so at times and it was always nice when he found a woman that could take his full length in all her holes. They were very rare. The tent his cock formed almost threatened to pop over the edge of the table so he pressed down with his forearm, angling it under the table further. Yes, that was better. Perhaps now was a good time to introduce his wife to his flesh lance? She'd have to learn to handle this weapon soon in any event. Aric leaned forward close to Juniper, pretending to listen to some conversation Lydia was making with his wife about the weather in Kaldia versus Ithilien. Reaching up, he tenderly grasped Juniper's slender, porcelain like hand in his own meaty paw and gave his bride a gentle squeeze. An innocent smile was on his face for when she looked at him and he turned his head slightly to whisper in her ear. My sweet wife, I do so look forward to seeing your beautiful body later this evening. The thought of you naked is driving me crazy with lust even now. Even though you may be inexperienced in the bedroom, I'll make sure to explore every nook and cranny of your body and bring you to new heights of pleasure, Aric murmured softly, trying to take a softer approach with his love talk this time. He'd heard some boring poetry with this kind of language describing sex before and maybe Juniper would prefer it to his nastier thoughts. Aric's hand squeezed Juniper's tiny one again and he gently moved them off the table, dragging Juniper's to rest under his on the padded leather armrest of his chair. With her hand so close to his aching rod, it was hard for Aric to stay classy in his language. My cock is throbbing with anticipation, even now, of burying itself in your sweet loins. A subtle movement brought his hand off the arm rest and slid it under his surcoat, while his free arm pushed his thick cock down and placed Juniper's wrist on that instead of the arm rest. Aric hoped the contrast from the leather armrest to his thick rod might be not immediately noticeable, if his wife was still ignoring him. The touch of her soft skin on the tender flesh of his manhood was electric and he let out a low, rumbling moan that tried to turn into a chuckle at something Rickkard had said. Your hand on my cock feels so good, he whispered to her at last, hoping she'd be excited to finally realize she was feeling his royal cock.