Chapter 25 The Crowned Prince (H)

The prince, after coming back from the teatime with Aillenne had an unusual smile which made his aides and supporters uneasy.

The prince who is cold as ice smiled like an innocent boy on spring.

The vassals looked at each other wondering who knows why the prince is acting that way.

He entered his spacious bedroom chasing away his attendance saying he wants to be alone and rest.

"No one's going in or whatever, unless I called for you."

The fifteen year old prince who exudes the aura of a ruler could easily intimidate people.

Finally, all alone. The prince took the white handkerchief with the initials of AZ and embroidered patterns of flowers.

He wanted to see Aillenne's face frantically looking for her thing. He placed his lips on the cloth while thinking that the cloth touched Aillenne's immaculate skin.

'This handkerchief would never return to its rightful owner,' the Prince thought.

The prince let the curtains of his room down and dimmed the lights. He sat on the corner of his bed and smelled the sweet scent coming from the cloth.

It is so sweet and addicting. He wanted to smell and smell to the point of wanting to chew it. He could smell the scent of Aillenne from it. The delicate fruity-floral but distinct scent lingers in his nose like when he smelled her skin pretending to kiss her hand.

He was one who doesn't give a kiss to just anybody, but he easily gave it to her. That's how ready he was to take her.

He took off his outfit and sat bare on the center of his bed. His fine and well trained body felt burning and his already stiff rod felt ready to burst. The hole excreted white milk like liquid just by thinking of Aillenne.

He wetted the center of his shirt he used a while ago then topped the handkerchief and put it directly to his manhood. He imagined her being wet with juices, feeling the damp cloth as her walls.

The teacher taught him that whenever a person have sex, it is meant for reproduction. It also follows stages as the sex is also an activity for pleasure.

He already knew who he wants to do sex with when he first learned sex education. The most beautiful girl he ever seen, the woman he always imagine to be with, it was Aillenne.

'My Prince, when two people engage in sex, they must be in the mood to do such activity. If the woman do not want to engage with it, and you still forced doing sex, it would count as rape. Doing sex meant doing it for pleasure or for reproduction.'

'When the time comes and Your Highness engage in sex, it is much better when the woman is wet. The vagina should be wet enough for the penis of the man to be inserted to it.'

'By doing the right procedure, the couple can experience extreme bliss similar to arriving in heaven. The pleasurable taste of sex will make them look for more.'

The teacher taught the young prince without any filter about all the information about sex. The Dominique Empire has an open minded culture pertaining to sex. The royal family for example have a ruler who change partners almost daily with two empresses at his disposal.

Seeing that the prince might be the same, the teacher taught the prince in an unconstrained way.

'My son, someday, you will find all the treasures of the earth. All the nobles and commoners will give it to you in honor of your name. But for me, the greatest treasure I ever felt and tasted is right next to me.'

One night when the young prince went for a night stroll without his attendant, he saw the most sensual thing he ever had.

His father, eating a woman and inserting his endowment to another. They were doing sex under the light of the moon and drowned to extreme bliss.

Ppapapa! The lewd sounds resonate in the midst of the night. Moans and shrills of pleasure were heard.

Phillipsburg also felt that bliss just by watching. His strong father panting and pounding like a rabid dog. He wanted to do such acts too.

He pictured the young lady of Winston in his front as he imagined pounding her with all his might like his father.

Bodies connected, the flesh going in and out of the vagina of the woman. Her mouth that hung agape calling out his name sensually, breast shaking from the pounding and ass raised while being kneaded by him. Lewd noises will fill the air as the body underneath will convulse from pleasure.

The pre-cum seeped to the wet part of the cloth as the prince stroked his flesh with his hands.

The clothing could not fully cover his endowment. He is still young but his penis is already big, thanks to the blood of the dragon passed by his ancestors.

He continued to rub his flesh and touched his balls while imagining his penis appearing and disappearing from Aillenne's wet hole.

A low groan and moan filled the room and a name was called constantly in a lustful way.

His semen spurted and was blocked by the cloth absorbing half of his cum and some dripped in his abdomen.

He gasped and panted then smiled satisfactorily.

"I can't wait for the time we meet again, Aillenne. I hope I can eat you soon. Grow up quickly."