The Princess Brings along Friends

The wedding celebrations are lavish, conducted in both Christian and Hebrew traditions to placate potential naysayers and to cement better relations. Yet, despite the unusual circumstances of your marriage, you saw no reaction or action from any of your neighbours at all, much less the Eastern Sultanates.

If anything, they seem to not care about it at all – a direct result of your small status as a duchy, so to speak.

Regardless, what truly merits attention is the fact that your wife Adanech has brought over some friends to stay in Ostgrenze – soldiers, cooks, academics and doctors alike, all who possess talent your own people lack.

You heard tales of how more successful Hebrews tended to be in general, and you know that wars have been started over jealousy and bruised egos and far less, so to ensure there is no alienation or jealousy (or at least as little as possible), you order that they take Almain spouses and acclimatize to local Almain culture as well.

Some, of course, do not take kindly to having such obligations imposed on them, but they nonetheless agree in the end.

Yet, of course, nothing is more memorable as your first night with Adanech.

After the celebrations had mostly died down and everyone had their fill of feasting and drinking, you were grateful to be able to retire to your personal quarters with your young bride, the Afriquan looking positively enthusiastic.

You had to admit, your own bedroom was nothing so special – just the bare necessities in terms of furnishings, save some luxury curtains and windows and a large bookshelf stocked with tomes of literature and history, but it served its purposes.

Plopped onto the bed like a tea cup, Adanech gripped your head with her hands and dragged you onto it, kissing you furiously with wild abandon.

Breathless, you said, “A little feisty, aren’t we?”

“I want it, My Lord,” Said Adanech, “I want it so much…”

Your clothes were easily taken off and tossed aside, and the two of you engaged in a period of intimacy as your lips explored each other’s bodies in a haze of ecstasy. Your fingers found their way to her pussy, and Adanech was reduced to a mess of moans and squeals with each thrust of your fingers.

Her vagina clenched around your fingers as she climaxed, her moans muffled by the pillow she was pressing her face into.

“Well, would you look at that,” You said smilingly, “You’re quite the nympho; your pussy’s leaking like a waterfall, and you’ve got quite the sensual curves and firm breasts.”

“Stop teasing me…” Said Adanech.

“Don’t worry,” You said, “We’re just getting to the fun part.”

Positioning your cock at her entrance, you quickly thrust inside in one swift motion, eliciting a strangled scream from Adanech as she clutches the bedsheets tightly. You feel her vaginal walls clutching tightly around your turgid member, making you grunt in turn.

You follow this with a slow and gradual rhythmic thrusting, your experience in copulating with countless women allowing you to dominate her utterly in this battlefield of yours. Adanech began to feel less pain as well, her pained gasps replaced with pleasured moans as her pussy acclimatises to your girth.

“I-I’m cumming!”

Both you and Adanech climax at the same time, your sperm deposited into the depths of her fertile womb. With this, you both collapse onto the bed in exhaustion, the post-coital afterglow lulling you to slumber.

“It was… magnificent,” Said Adanech.

“Glad to have pleasured you in your first time, My Lady,” You said.