Loosen the bodice

From behind this pale beauty, you have little trouble finding the hooks that hold the top half of her dress so modestly. The heavily embroidered silk with the mother of pearl insets is stiff enough to stand on its own, but there is now a gap between her ribs and the expensive dress. You cannot resist the temptation of the exposed skin, and even though your cock is straining badly in your loincloth you don't mind taking the time to explore this new territory. Her gasp as your fingers reach the swell of her small breasts is as modest and chaste as you'd expect from a maiden princess and her translucent skin is as soft and smooth as coconut butter. By the time your hands have reached far enough into the warmth of her bodice to cup her tits the girl is trembling sweetly and when your fingers find her nipples, they are already stiff with desire.

Your experience with women for the most part is restricted to barmaids, whores and the multiples of country girls that flood into the city looking for a better life only to find their options are not as glamorous as they imagined. Without a man to look after them, these adventurous young women are constantly harassed by other men, sometimes even falling into the hands of pimps or even worse, slavers who take them right off the streets to sell for a few silver coins. Over the years you've found a handful of these peasant lasses willing to trade the warmth of their young bodies for the safety and security of a bed to sleep in and a man to protect them. Usually after a couple months or so they either head back to their villages to marry some farm-hand willing to overlook their indiscretions in exchange for the purse of coin earned during their time in the city or they find someone with more potential than a lowly soldier.

The difference between the rough sun-worn skin of these country girls, and the creamy smoothness of this maiden is so pronounced that you are almost afraid your calloused fingers will scratch her skin. Not even when you've paid top coin to visit the whore houses of Helios and let yourself be led into one of the small bedrooms of the women who did nothing all day but pamper and primp for the men that they hoped to attract have you ever felt breasts this soft. The fact that this alluring maiden doesn't speak as you twist her nipples softly between your fingers is a plus for you - you never were a fan of small talk, especially not when you are eager to fuck the woman in question.

The white-haired princess' silent moan and the way she arches her back to lift her breasts into your hand is far more pleasing to your ears than any spoken words. When you nibble on her shell-like ear her response is even more energetic, and when her face turns you are ready to capture her lips in yours. Once again you can't help but compare the sweetness of her mouth to other lovers and the way her lips hesitantly part to let your tongue explore deeper into the recesses behind her smooth teeth makes you wonder if the desert-girl in silks had lied to you about this ****'s experience with men. In every way you can imagine it feels like you are the first man to slip his tongue into her and taste the honey-sweetness of this pale goddess. She could be a brilliant actress skilled in playing this specific role, but still...

You turn her in your arms to make it easier to kiss her and pull the mother-of-pearl encrusted bodice firmly out of the way so you can see the pink peaked nipples that cap her breasts like raspberries resting on mounds of powdered-sugar glazing. Not that you've ever been willing to spend your limited resources on confections like that, any more than you've ever had a chance to - you drop your mouth onto one of those perfect treats unable to resist these treats anymore. By all the gods! It tastes even better than you thought.

"Ummmghhh." She moans and you pause just for a second in surprise, this is the first real noise you've heard from the ****, and you return to sucking on her nipple even harder hoping to evoke another of these inarticulate responses. She is silent again, but you feel her fingers caressing the short-cropped hair on the back of your head pulling you even closer as you mouth her soft breast.

The pressure of your throbbing cock is unbearable, and you release the maid's slender shoulders long enough for you to loosen the buckle of your girdle and the knot that is holding the soft leather loincloth that is restricting you in such an uncomfortable enclosure.

Confused by your partial withdrawal the white-haired beauty steps back just in time to see your erection spring free, her eyes widen in wonder and her mouth opens slightly at the length and girth of your member that is bobbing in excitement.