WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 40: THE WET PRINCESS (2)

CHAPTER 2 

When he started to drive into her faster, Marianna May was hypnotized, her heart beating wildly in

her chest. The woman’s body started jerking as if she were possessed. The

man pushed deep and groaned, an expression of curious relief on his face.

“Enough, Marianna!” Katie whispered and pulled the princess away from

the window.

The maid then quickly closed the windows halfway and drew the lace

curtains.

“I’m sorry it took me so long. I was searching for a decent frock but all I

could find were these awful clothes that wouldn’t even take decent

underclothes,” Katie lamented.

Marianna May looked at the few articles of clothing that had been laid on

the chair and giggled. It was the famous chemise dress that was all the rage

in France – something that her father forbade her to wear! She got excited

because it meant that she would have to forego her sorest – no way would

She rushed to the next piece which she knew was a fall-front dress with an

outrageously low front decked with lace and frills.

“Princess Marian…”

“Katie!” her employer rudely interrupted. “You mustn’t forget to address

me as Marianna. I suggest we start now lest you forget when we’re outside

and you give away our secret! You must remember to call me just

Marianna. I don’t think that’s too difficult to remember…”

The lady-in-waiting bit her lip and drew the curtains closed. Then she

started to help the princess out of her gown. Once the finery was taken off,

Katie proceeded to unlace the tight corset that bound Marianna May’s3. As

soon as the ribbons were off the lowermost grommets, she could hear her

ward sigh audibly.

“Ohhhhhh, that feels so good...” Marianna May just stood there with her

torso still encased in the loosened corset.

Marianna May raised her dainty arms up and Katie lifted the boned

undergarment off the princess’s body. She had undressed Marianna May

many times before but she could never get over how sensuous the young

royal’s body was. After being confined in her corset, Marianna May’s

breasts tumbled out and hung like bulbous red ripe fruits on her chest. The

pinkish nipples were taut and erect – an effect Katie knew was from

watching the prostitute and her customer engage in sex earlier.

What was different now was that the princess was unconsciously running

her hands on the sides of her breasts. She seemed restless as Katie pulleddown her drawers, sitting on the edge of the bed as Katie knelt down to roll

down the stockings off Marianna May’s dainty feet.

As the princess sat there naked and unashamed with her legs slightly parted,

Katie could see that between the royal’s slim legs, there was glistening

wetness that signified her state of arousal. Who wouldn’t be after that

unexpected spectacle through the window?

This wasn’t the first time Katie had seen her naked. Her lady-in-waiting

was a few years older than her and had been in the employ of the princess

since she was 14. This was when Marianna May’s body started to change.

Katie remembered what a very slim girl the princess was - until the year.

Marianna May’s body started to change after her 15th

 birthday. It started to

fill out, beginning with her breasts swelled beautifully. Her face took on a

very sensual expression framed by the riot of exquisite blonde curls. This

was all unanticipated since her two older sisters were quite plain, their

physiques remaining slim and flat-chested when they came to adulthood.

To shield the blossoming young woman from the stares and leers of the

footmen and servants, her mother had her clad very modestly. She grew up

wearing a specially-made corset that was designed to flatten her ample

chest. Her lustrous blonde hair was hidden in fancy lace bonnets and wigs.

Aside from that reason, all this was done so that the youngest daughter of

the King wouldn’t outshine the older and plainer princesses. They had to

get married first. One thing they couldn’t disguise, though, was her

beautiful deep blue eyes that radiated innocence despite her womanly

curves.

Now at 21 years of age, Princess Marianna May had a body that was ripe

and ready to experience the carnal pleasures, her fertile womb waiting to be

implanted. Katie knew that sooner or later; the royal would have to shed her

girlish ways. And tonight, Marianna May had just reached that threshold.

“Katie?” the princess broke through the maid’s thoughts. “Have you ever

done anything of that sort… I mean… with a man?”

“Pardon me, Your Hig… I mean, Marianna?” Katie looked up and blushed,

realizing that she may have stared too long at the princess’s privates.

But that was the least of Marianna May’s concerns. She was used to Katie’s

undivided attention to her physique. Her lady in waiting tended to her in

detail and there wasn’t anything that Katie didn’t know about Marianna

May’s body. She was more concerned about how she was acutely aware of

the coarse bed covering that rubbed on the back of her unclad thighs. Shewas suddenly aware of how soft her breast was, as her right palm cradled

the curve of her left breast while the left hand cupped the heaviness of her

right boob.

“…I mean did you ever experience what we just saw…being with a man?”

Marianna May clarified in a small voice.

Katie stared at the princess for a few seconds before she nodded. The maid

could see the jiggly flesh of Princess Marianna May’s ample tits soft

undulating as the princess unknowingly massaged them. She hesitated then

cleared her throat.

“Oh Marianna, can I tell you a secret?” Katie whispered back excitedly.

Marianna May nodded eagerly.

“I have… done it… with Guy… he’s one of the footmen… the tall one with

dark curly hair,” Katie said breathlessly.

“Oh, I know him. He has quite the build – and a handsome face,” was all

Marianna May could say at her maid’s revelation.

She deliberated for a second whether to press further. She knew that the

topic was taboo but she didn’t understand the bundles of tangled emotions

that stewed in her mind and body.

“…What was it like? With Guy? Did he enter you? Did it hurt?” came the

royal’s breathless query.

“Uhhhh…uhhhh….uhhh…”