WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 41: THE WET PRINCESS (3)

CHAPTER 3 

The sounds of moaning resumed from the room in the adjacent building’s

window and somehow began wafting into Marianna May’s inn room again.

“Why does it make me feel like this? I feel so nervous… Katie! I don’t

know how to calm myself down!” the princess suddenly spouted.

Katie could see that Marianna May was now subconsciously grinding her

hips softly onto the lumpy mattress. She knew this time would come. The

maid had grown up on a farm where she learned everything about physical

concourse and procreation. Katie had discovered much about her body on

her own - And Guy, yes handsome Guy, made her awakening complete and

engaged her in the most clandestine sex.

“Oh, Missy. Don’t fret. It’s something very natural when you come to this

age. Especially after watching something so rambunctious,” Katie

confessed.

“Please help me, Katie. I don’t think I can get any decent rest in this state,”

Marianna May implored.“Those are the presages that your body wants to be released from bliss,

“Katie explained.

“Bliss? Do you mean it’s enjoyable?”

Katie could see that Marianna May was piqued. The princess’s blue eyes

widened with curiosity as she wiggled her bum, pressing her crotch onto the

bed.

“If I may, Missy, I can be of help,” Katie said.

“Oh, please do, Katie,” Marianna May lamented. She was starting to feel

feverish and wanted the heat she was feeling to subside.

Katie led the princess to the head of the bed, making Marianna May rest her

back on the pile of bulky pillows.

“Let’s begin by what I know,” Katie started. She was well aware of what

Marianna May knew about sex and the body, has been serving the royal all

these years.

Marianna May stiffened as she felt Katie’s hands on her chest.

“These are the first obvious difference between a man and a woman’s body

– our breasts are quite pronounced. We respond uniquely when they are

caressed,” the maid said softly as she admired the beautiful silky swells of

flesh in her hands.

The princess’s lips parted slightly when Katie’s hands started to gently swirl

and press on her tits. She jolted when her maidservant began twiddling her

dark pink nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.

“Oh,” Marianna May emitted a small sigh. She couldn’t describe the surge

of sensation that shot through her chest and seemed to penetrate between

her legs.

“Watch how they bloom,” Katie whispered.

The princess stared as her maid gently rolled and tugged on her nipples,

watching them stiffen, the tips unfurling until they were tender to the touch.

“I think you know that our breasts give our babies sustenance. But they are

also one of our sources of physical pleasure. It can stoke a fire and make

your peach ripen,” the maid explained, her voice filled with rawness. “Let

me show you how a man can provoke your desire…”

“Ummmm,” Marianna May’s back arched as Katie’s lips latched onto one

erect nipple and started to slowly suckle on it.

“Ummmm,” the princess intoned.

“Do you like what I’m doing?” the maid asked.Her mistress could only nod as she bit her lip. Then Marianna May

experienced a tingling sensation dart further down her body ensuing in a

warm gush of wetness.

“Katie!” Marianna May shrieked as she clamped her silky thighs tightly. “I

think I might be on my monthly bleed! I don’t want to soil the bed.”

Marianna May saw her maid let go of the teat she was sucking and smile at

her. The princess was conscious that her nipple was long and pointed

compared to how they usually were.

“Open your legs, Marianna,” Katie ordered.

The princess obediently parted her legs slightly. Katie was amused at the

royal’s bashfulness and clambered up the bed. She slid in front of Marianna

and folded the princess’s legs so that her knees rested on either side of

Katie.

Marianna May had closed her eyes while her maid did this, unaware that it

was only a thick creamy white fluid that was leaking out of her. Katie took

a moment to admire the thin blonde mat of hair that covered Marianna

May’s fat peach.

“Marianna, it’s alright. You are not on the bleed. This is the honey of bliss.

Your body is seeking relief. Shall I assist you, my lady?” Katie inquired as

her gentle hands went between Marianna’s thighs, proceeding to spread her

mistress’s virgin folds apart.

“Ahhll-right,” the princess replied breathily.

Katie’s hands were eliciting an unfamiliar yet intoxicating sensation. Unlike

the times when She assisted her in cleaning her peach during the monthly

bleed, the maid’s hands lingered and pressed.

“Look at how beautiful your flower is, my lady. The pink inner flesh is

sensitive to touch.” Marianna May gasped when Katie stroked.

“Katie… please… What’s is that?” Marianna May was aware that her hips

were starting to involuntarily move against Katie’s hand.

“This is your pearl,” Katie explained as she fingered flicked on the tiny nub

at the apex. “Some also call it your clit.”

“Ohhhhh…. Katie,” Marianna May moaned as her maid ran a fingertip on

it.

“Stroking it can give you release. And when you are in bed, he can pleasure

you by touching it,” Katie knew that she was getting aroused as she

administered it to her employer but she knew that it wasn’t about her needs

now.Marianna May was now moaning softly and she stared at Katie’s digits

flying over her pearly nub which had become deliciously slippery with her

juices.

“Time will come, my lady, when your man will take your pearl in his

mouth, play with his tongue and teeth – and even suckle on it … as Guy

does to mine.” Katie’s voice became slightly ruffled.

Marianna May wanted to protest as Katie slowed her caresses but she bit

her tongue when she saw that her maid’s fingers travelled lower, pausing in

at her hole.

“This is your jewel, your most private flower. Do you remember the man

with the toffer? This is where his staff goes in,” Katie explained.

Marianna May hung onto her maidservant’s every word, her paps heavy and

heaving at the information she was getting.

“He may touch your breasts and twiddle your pearl so that you become

moist with this milky liquid oozing now from you. He does this so he can

insert his rod here. He will put it in deep and draw it out. Then plunge it in

and out until he releases his seed inside you…” Katie was breathless as she

talked.

“I want to feel it, Katie. I don’t know why, but I want to,” Marianna May

begged.

“I wish I can use my fingers to so as you please, Marianna – but you are pure.