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Edmund’s face softened, the smirk quickly disappeared and he lowered his hand. “Very well. You may keep the shift for the first time, but after, you will always be naked for me. Understood?”
Alice hesitated. Wondering if she should refuse his compromise. What would happen if she insisted? With renewed purpose, he began to unbutton his red jacket. The uniform revitalised her flailing nerves. Perhaps if he would give her something in return, to help her.
She touched the back of his hand, forcing him to pause. “Edmund, would you do… what you have to do… with that uniform on. It would help me greatly.”
The grin returned, although without the mocking edge, and he accompanied it with a hearty chuckle. “You are a strange creature sometimes. Just this once. It will not be mine to wear from this day.”
Alice felt a modicum of relief at his agreement. The uniform gave her comfort, as if it spoke of masculinity and protection. It also gave Edmund a fine figure. What lay beneath the clothing, she would discover in her own time.
“Lie back on the bed,” said Edmund bending down to remove his boots.
She daren’t hesitate again and she crawled onto the bed. With slow deliberate movements, to ensure her shift kept her covered, she lay on her back. She locked her legs together and pressed arms to her sides. She couldn’t help the tension in her muscles—the cramping sensation grew stronger as her nerves reached precipitous levels. Would he throw himself onto her?
Edmund perched on the end of the bed, firmly took her delicate ankles in each hand and swung her legs apart, separating them. Her apprehensive belly knotted, while below, in her secret place, the tingling sensation heightened further. He shifted and knelt between her thighs. His hands moved along her legs, dragging the chemise along with his palms. The smooth caress caused her to flinch. Breaking off from his exploration, he leant forward and rested his weight on his hands, one on either side of her head.
“Don’t be afraid, dearest,” he spoke gently with an edge she could not deny enticed her. His body, complete with resplendent shiny buttons, pristine white trim and startling red, loomed over her. Her hearted pounded as if it would burst through her ribs, such was the effect his uniform had on her fertile imagination. Years of daydreaming had come to fruition. She had her soldier. She could let her rampant desires loose and dwell in them without fear.
His lips lowered on to her own. Alice closed her eyes.
He had kissed her outside of the church, a brief display for the watching congregation and while they travelled over the moors, he had pecked her on the cheek a few times as she enjoyed the scenery.
This kiss felt very different to Alice. The pressure on her lips, his tongue forcing them apart, darting into her mouth, tickling her teeth, nipping her tongue. It sent waves of spasms down from her throat, over her belly to her sex, a part of her body she found perplexing and beguiling as it responded to each stage of her eventual deflowering.
Her fingers reached up to his buttons, the cold metal in her warm hands and she tugged on them, pulling him down on to her bosom. The kissing didn’t stop, she inhaled his exhale and tried to catch her breath.
A hand moved. It trailed over her shift, finding a nipple and a soft breast. Edmund murmured sweet nothings into her mouth, then rolled his palm about her breast, kneading her until she felt pain. She clenched her teeth slightly and his hand moved away, down the curvature of her waist and then under. He lifted up folds of her chemise until his palm cupped a buttock lobe and squeezed hard. Alice fought not to wriggle or squirm away from his roving hand. The roughness grew and his fingers crushed her pliable flesh. Too much! She jolted, yelping into his mouth. The hand ceased its pincer grip.
Edmund released her mouth and Alice opened her eyes. He stared down, ran his tongue around his moist lips and brought his hand around her upper thigh, and touched her mound. Taking a few wisps of her bush, he tugged. She winced, the sting made her draw her knees up slightly.
“Another time, I will clip these,” he said sweetly and let go of her hairs. One of his fingers slipped down, over her sensitive nub, electrifying the hidden organ. She shuddered involuntarily. How did it know what to do when she did not? Separating her folds, his finger rimmed her vagina, testing and seeking out her tight hole. Edmund appeared spellbound by his exploration.
“Oh my,” she uttered.
His finger touched her bud again and a tumultuous sensation almost ripped through her. Panicking at its intensity, she tried to shut her legs together. However, Edmund’s location, wedged between her thighs, made it impossible. Kneeling up, he reached down to his fall front, the flap of fabric covering his bulging manhood. With practised efficiency, he undid the buttons with one hand and the flap flopped down to reveal his erection. It sprang out of its captivity and stood upright.
Alice’s eyes widened. She hadn’t anticipated his girth and length when engorged. “Oh my,” she repeated and stuffed the fabric of her shift between her splayed legs. “It will not fit there, truly.”
Edmund grinned broadly, reached up under her shift, forced her hand aside and rimmed his finger once again. Withdrawing, he held it up to the candlelight and the skin glistened. “You are quite wrong, sweet Alice. It will.”
She gawped at her wetness, unaware of how bountiful it had become. Its appearance greatly excited her husband, his eagerness showed in the swiftness of his actions.
He quickly lowered himself and lifted the shift up with a hurried gesture. She felt the tip of his warm penis on her lips. It may be made of flesh, but its hardness astounded her. Too large, it had to be!
“It will hurt a little, then no more. Relax, as much as you can.” For a few seconds he waited, his hot breath blooming over her face. She allowed his soft voice to comfort her. Just as she took a deep breath, he leant forward and drove his cock into her slit.
Alice let out a cry. Something stung badly inside her. A sharp pinch of pain accompanied by a roughness against her interior. Edmund, seemingly lost in a fit of delight, buried his head in her hair, holding himself steady. As he smothered her in kisses, she felt her innards give, stretch and grow about him. The panic left her body, replaced by a glowing sense of satisfaction. Her maidenhead had been ruptured. It was no more and her relief was palpable.
Now she could enjoy the movement of his body, the thrusts of his hips, and the sight of his immaculate uniform rising and falling over her body, a blur of scarlet and white as he quickened his pace.
The flurry of nerves, different ones, sprung to life between her legs. She felt as if she was climbing, rising to a pinnacle. This time, the exhilarating sensation seemed to build to new heights.
“Please, please… something is happening,” she gasped between Edmunds swings, his breeches rubbing against her inner thighs.
“You quicken, Alice,” he said breathless. “Let it come.”
Her mind twisted in confusion and just as she thought something might burst out of her belly, Edmund juddered, stilled and his face contorted for a few seconds. Then, without warning, he slumped down heavily on her frame, panting into her neck.
Alice, uncertain, wrapped her arms about his broad shoulders and held him tight. Tears pricked her eyes. She didn’t know if he had taken some dislike of her. His abrupt halt and strange expression perplexed her.
