Please Ask Beatrice to Step Out

Sophie was a nice, caring and nurturing young woman. Your mother liked her enough. She was her favorite lady-in-waiting. Add to that, her body seemed well suited into birthing children. You resist the urge to lick your lips. She blushed even deeper from your hungry gaze and looks down. You walk over to Sophie and almost startle her when you take her hand. "Mother, please cover yourself. Step outside and bring Adelheid with you. Sophie and I want some privacy." And she does just that. "Now then, Sophie."

You let go of her hand so you can undress. Now you are as naked as she is. She looks up and down at you with sheer fascination but soon that turns into innocent excitement. "You like what you see?" You grin widely.

"Oh, um, yes." She turns away bashfully. "Take it in your hand," You suggest to her. She knows full well you meant your penis. The blood has already started circulating within but it wasn't fully erect yet. Slowly and bravely, Sophie reaches for it and carefully wraps her fingers around its girth. The warmth of Sophie's hand and the warmth of your manhood is exchanged between the two of you. Your penis loves the sensation of Sophie's fingers around it. It twitches, much to Sophie's surprise, and grows as it hardens stronger than a rock.

You sit her down on the same bed you took slept on together the night before. Your hands slowly pull her face closer to yours. She closes her eyes and waits for your lips to make contact. Her lips are soft but unresponsive. Confused at this, you pull back though your faces are still quite close. Your breaths touch the other's lips, nose and cheeks. "Sophie, you know you can kiss back, right?"

She looks down again, "I'm sorry. It's just that... It's just that I don't know how to do any of this, I-"

You cut off her rant by grabbing her into a new kiss. This time she kisses back, amateurishly but definitely an improvement. She seems to warm up much quicker now, and even begins kissing back harder than you kiss her. You may have awakened something under her wall of repression. You lean in past her long hair and kiss her neck, which makes her squeal in pleasant surprise. You run your hands over her soft flesh and nubile form as you kiss her non-stop. Her breasts are large, but look very natural on her figure, not standing out from her equally plush frame. Her skin is pale and creamy, and you just want to lick her up like a cat! Carefully, you dip a hand down to her hairy babymaker. She moans as you feel her, and the two of you kiss and fondle one another.

Eventually, your kiss breaks. "Sire, I..." She trails off and remains silent.

"Please, Sophie. You can speak. It's just you and me here." You assure her and lay your hands on her shoulders for good measure. "Say what's on your mind. It'll be fine."

Your words allow her to find the courage to speak up, "W-well, I was trained by a midwife and she gave me some tips. These are probably just some old myths and wives' tales so you don't have to listen if you don't want to. She told me that one of the best ways for deep penetration is for the woman to go down on all fours while the man makes love to her from behind. She said that position is the best way to conceive. Shall we try it?"