Rapunzel drank in the kiss, tipping her head up to meet his mouth better. Eugene’s arms encircled her waist, pulling her firmly to him. She stiffened a little, then moaned as her naked breasts pressed tightly against his chest. Her own hands rose and twined themselves in his hair. After a few seconds, strong hands traveled just a bit lower and began to grab at her bottom.
She let out a distressed ‘oh!’ at the slightly less than gentle contact.
Eugene pulled back, a touch of astonishment in his eyes. “Does that hurt?”
The princess stuttered for a moment. “Only a little.”
“Sorry.”
Shrugging, Rapunzel pressed him closer and kissed him. He resumed handling her bottom, much more gentle this time.
Several minutes later, Rapunzel realized she was against the wall and that the water from the faucet was running down Eugene’s back. ‘Oh suns above, I never knew kissing could be so enjoyable, so forceful. I never knew hands on my body could feel so… exciting. So wanting, so desirable!’ Eugene’s lips began wandering all over her upper body. A kiss to her shoulder, one to her neck, another at her chin. He worked his way up her jawline to her earlobe and nibbled. Rapunzel let out an enjoyable mmm.
Gathering her courage, Rapunzel lowered her own hands from his hair and slowly they traveled down neck to his shoulders, skimmed over his back, to his bottom. She mimicked the actions he’d performed on her, being sure not to grab too forcefully. At the contact, the tanned, strong, masculine body pressed their lower regions closer together.
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Rapunzel let out a squeak when she discovered that the dangly thing between his legs was no longer dangly; it was rather hard. She could feel it pressing against her down there. This had to be a normal occurrence; Eugene wasn’t saying anything about it. The princess decided to ignore it until it was brought up. Besides, it felt rather… warm. Heat began to pool in her lower stomach. It felt nice.
Eugene’s hands became more bold. Fingertips ran up the sides of her torso, barely missing her breasts. On the next pass, they didn’t miss. A gasp escaped Rapunzel as his hands made contact with her breasts. He broke the kiss to look at her, delight in his eyes. He focused on her breasts, palming them in his hands, then grasping and releasing them, and pinching the nipples. Gently.
Her eyes rolled up into her head and her head rolled up against the wall of the shower. Oh sun and moon and stars, that felt so good. “Eu… Euge… Ooooh…!”
“Good?”
“Yes!”
He added just a touch more pressure, then his… sky above! his mouth joined his hands! The princess had never, in all her wildest dreams, imagined that a man could do such wondrous things with his mouth and hands. And to her!
Her nipple into his mouth, a flick of the tongue, just a touch of teeth… She didn’t bother to try to contain her mewling; she began to assume that she was supposed to react in this manner. He seemed to be enjoying himself… and her vocalizations, too.
His hands and mouth moved down a little and hovered just at her navel, right above the next of curly hair between her legs. Rapunzel found herself wanting him to down further…
Then she abruptly found herself twirled around and against the shower wall, her hands splayed out as if to catch herself. Her entire upper body was pressed tightly against him, and that hard thing between his legs seemed to be attempting to get between her cheeks. He pushed that into her a little, his hands grasping her breasts. Eugene’s mouth set to work on her neck.
“Oh! Oooh, Eugeeene!” she moaned.
“Mmmm,” he practically purred into her.
He turned them around so that his back was toward the wall and leaned against it, pulling her even further into him. He began to slide down the wall of the shower, Rapunzel assumed to seat them on the sort of bench that wrapped around the enclosure. Night sky, but the heat in her stomach was becoming rather intense… Some part of her mind wished that he would put his fingers just a little lower…
“Ah!”
Eugene had finally found the seat, sat down with her in his lap, and something incredibly warm and sticky hit her bottom. Rapunzel sprang up, dodged out of the shower’s stream, and looked at Eugene. “What was that?!”
Her consort had a sort of embarrassed look on his face. His head tilted down and his hair hung over his eyes, hiding his face from her. Eugene’s hands came together and he clasped them in front of him, elbows on his knees. He looked… humiliated?
Rapunzel couldn’t for the life of her figure out what he had to be ashamed about. They were doing everything right, weren’t they? Mother had said he’d help her…
“Eugene?”
He didn’t move.
“Eugene, look at me.”
He still didn’t budge.
The princess turned both the water spouts off and moved toward her husband. She put her hand out, touched his chin with her fingers, and gently pulled his head up. “What happened?”
His face took on that adorable confused look that she loved to put there sometimes - though she was sure this time it wasn’t a good or a funny thing. “What… what went not right?”
“You… you don’t know? You really don’t know?”
“No?”
“Your mother… Your mother…! Gah. Me asking, at a time like this…” He tried to hang his head again but she hadn’t removed her fingers and she didn’t allow him to.
“What?” A pause. “Husband?”
The side of his mouth tried to smile at that. “Well, it’s lost now anyway. Let’s move into the bedroom, put some clothes on, get more… comfortable.”
“O… okay.”
They set about toweling off (Rapunzel noticed that his dangly thing was not hard but back to being dangly… and a little sad looking?), finding and putting on night clothes, and met in the bedroom on their new bed.
Being male and less fussy, Eugene was there first. Despite having much less hair, Rapunzel was still female and had female habits and ran a brush through her short locks before joining him. He still looked forlorn.
Eugene opened and closed his mouth a few times, looking lost. “Your… your mother - Suns, speaking of your mother at a time like this…! She didn’t tell you?”
“About what?”
“About our honeymoon! About - gulp - sex!”
Rapunzel’s face twisted up into that adorable ‘I’m trying to think’ look. “No… maybe? She said something about flowers and about needles and that you’d know what you were doing.”
“Your mother thinks I’m a - ?”
“A what Eugene? You can’t seem to finish your sentences and expect me to know what you’re talking about! I’m so confused!”
Taking a deep breath, Eugene realized his new wife was in need of sexual education. “Well… When a man and a women… love each other very much, they… they… they sleep with each other, lie with each other, become lovers… They… They have sex.”
“Sex?”
“Sex. It’s…” He gestured at her hips, then at his own. “I go inside you.”
Rapunzel quirked a brow, then her eyes widened. “That dangly thing between your legs? It goes… inside me?!”
“Yes.”
“Oh!”
“I can’t believe your mother thinks I’m a -!”
“Wait wait, you’re doing the trailing off thing again. But back up, how does sex work? I mean your dangly thing is all… dangly… and stuff. How does it… How does sex work?”
Eugene could feel blush creeping up his face. The honeymoon was supposed to be blissful, not awful and embarrassing! “Well… first of all, it’s called a penis. And your… you have a vagina. There’s a lot more inside us and the act of sex usually leads to babies… Sometimes, eventually. Your mother gave you something to stop you from getting pregnant right away, right?” That was all they needed this early in their marriage… She nodded. “Ok. So when two people who love each other decide to have sex, there’s foreplay involved. Kissing is sort of like pre-foreplay. Heavy kissing and with a lot of tongue is usually considered foreplay but light kissing really isn’t foreplay. And I can… do things to you. And you can do them to me. Like… Like I can touch your breasts, and pinch them, and put my mouth on them… And rub your butt… And…”
He could see the desire in her eyes deepen.
“And I can do these things to you too?”
It was all he could do to restrain himself from jumping her right then and there. Suns, she was so eager! “Ye-ah…”
“And what about my… my vagina? Can you touch me there to?”
His pants weren’t going to fit anymore if she kept that up. “Yeah, I guess, if you want me to.” He’d never really thought of that…
“And your… your dangl-your penis? Can I touch that?”
Eugene let out a little moan. “Ye-es… If you… if you want…” Nobody but him had ever touched him and it might be really great… In all the stories he’d ever heard, all of the dirty jokes that had ever been told in his presence, no one had ever mentioned touching of the penis. It sounded wonderful.
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“Eugene? Does your penis - does it grow? I think… I think it’s growing now…”
“Yes, it goes limp when I’m not… when I’m not aroused. There’s less blood in it then. When I am aroused; when I’m really, really attracted and really in love with you, the blood rushes there and it…”
“Comes to attention?”
“Yeah.”
Rapunzel giggled. “Do I come to attention to?”
He cocked his head to the side. “I… I’ve heard a few… a little bit about a woman’s arousal. Usually the woman’s tits get hard and stick up and your vagina - ” another gulp, “ - gets wet.”
Her violet eyes glistened with desire; Eugene grabbed a fistful of blanket to keep himself rooted.
“How often do people… can we… have sex?”
“At least three times a day, several days a week. But the first time is hard for the woman, and the first couple of times virgins are sore because they’re using muscles they don’t normally use.”
“Virgin? And why would it hurt me and not you?”
“Well, women have a barrier that proves that they haven’t ever had sex. The man - me - I have to break your barrier the first time. Men… Men who have never had sex… usually they don’t last very long the first several times.”
“Don’t last long? At what?”
“The… the actual act of sex, isn’t just me putting my penis in your vagina once. It happens over and over and over until the man cums. It’s called thrusting.”
Rapunzel cooed, “That sounds like fun!”
Eugene’s eyes bugged out. It sounded like great fun.
“What’s cumming?”
“When I let my sperm enter you.”
“Seed?”
“Yeah, sure.”
The princess took a few minutes for this new information to process, her eyes roving over him as she did so. Suns, she was going to drive him insane. “What does Mother think you are?”
“A…” Eugene hung his head in shame. “A playboy. Someone who flirts with women a lot to get them into his bed.”
“Into his bed?”
“To have sex with them.”
“Even though he doesn’t really love all of those women?”
“Er… yeah. There are some men… They’re just in it for the fun of sex. They don’t realize how much they might hurt other people, sleeping around.”
Her mouth formed that delightful little ‘O’ of comprehension. “Did you ‘cum’ too early in the shower?”
Eugene blushed again. “Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because you stimulated my penis in a way that I had never experienced before.”
“Will you last longer next time so that we can get to the ‘thrusting’?”
He swallowed. “I hope so.”
“Me too.” Rapunzel stuck her finger in her mouth in thought. “So, if you’re ‘aroused’ now… Yes, I can see it. You’re cute when you blush, did you know that? So if you’re aroused now… Can we have sex now? Sex for real?”
“Yes… Do you want that?”
“YES!”
And she flung herself at him.
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And they had sweet virgin sex that I may or may not write in the very not near future. The End
She let out a distressed ‘oh!’ at the slightly less than gentle contact.
Eugene pulled back, a touch of astonishment in his eyes. “Does that hurt?”
The princess stuttered for a moment. “Only a little.”
“Sorry.”
Shrugging, Rapunzel pressed him closer and kissed him. He resumed handling her bottom, much more gentle this time.
Several minutes later, Rapunzel realized she was against the wall and that the water from the faucet was running down Eugene’s back. ‘Oh suns above, I never knew kissing could be so enjoyable, so forceful. I never knew hands on my body could feel so… exciting. So wanting, so desirable!’ Eugene’s lips began wandering all over her upper body. A kiss to her shoulder, one to her neck, another at her chin. He worked his way up her jawline to her earlobe and nibbled. Rapunzel let out an enjoyable mmm.
Gathering her courage, Rapunzel lowered her own hands from his hair and slowly they traveled down neck to his shoulders, skimmed over his back, to his bottom. She mimicked the actions he’d performed on her, being sure not to grab too forcefully. At the contact, the tanned, strong, masculine body pressed their lower regions closer together.
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Rapunzel let out a squeak when she discovered that the dangly thing between his legs was no longer dangly; it was rather hard. She could feel it pressing against her down there. This had to be a normal occurrence; Eugene wasn’t saying anything about it. The princess decided to ignore it until it was brought up. Besides, it felt rather… warm. Heat began to pool in her lower stomach. It felt nice.
Eugene’s hands became more bold. Fingertips ran up the sides of her torso, barely missing her breasts. On the next pass, they didn’t miss. A gasp escaped Rapunzel as his hands made contact with her breasts. He broke the kiss to look at her, delight in his eyes. He focused on her breasts, palming them in his hands, then grasping and releasing them, and pinching the nipples. Gently.
Her eyes rolled up into her head and her head rolled up against the wall of the shower. Oh sun and moon and stars, that felt so good. “Eu… Euge… Ooooh…!”
“Good?”
“Yes!”
He added just a touch more pressure, then his… sky above! his mouth joined his hands! The princess had never, in all her wildest dreams, imagined that a man could do such wondrous things with his mouth and hands. And to her!
Her nipple into his mouth, a flick of the tongue, just a touch of teeth… She didn’t bother to try to contain her mewling; she began to assume that she was supposed to react in this manner. He seemed to be enjoying himself… and her vocalizations, too.
His hands and mouth moved down a little and hovered just at her navel, right above the next of curly hair between her legs. Rapunzel found herself wanting him to down further…
Then she abruptly found herself twirled around and against the shower wall, her hands splayed out as if to catch herself. Her entire upper body was pressed tightly against him, and that hard thing between his legs seemed to be attempting to get between her cheeks. He pushed that into her a little, his hands grasping her breasts. Eugene’s mouth set to work on her neck.
“Oh! Oooh, Eugeeene!” she moaned.
“Mmmm,” he practically purred into her.
He turned them around so that his back was toward the wall and leaned against it, pulling her even further into him. He began to slide down the wall of the shower, Rapunzel assumed to seat them on the sort of bench that wrapped around the enclosure. Night sky, but the heat in her stomach was becoming rather intense… Some part of her mind wished that he would put his fingers just a little lower…
“Ah!”
Eugene had finally found the seat, sat down with her in his lap, and something incredibly warm and sticky hit her bottom. Rapunzel sprang up, dodged out of the shower’s stream, and looked at Eugene. “What was that?!”
Her consort had a sort of embarrassed look on his face. His head tilted down and his hair hung over his eyes, hiding his face from her. Eugene’s hands came together and he clasped them in front of him, elbows on his knees. He looked… humiliated?
Rapunzel couldn’t for the life of her figure out what he had to be ashamed about. They were doing everything right, weren’t they? Mother had said he’d help her…
“Eugene?”
He didn’t move.
“Eugene, look at me.”
He still didn’t budge.
The princess turned both the water spouts off and moved toward her husband. She put her hand out, touched his chin with her fingers, and gently pulled his head up. “What happened?”
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His face took on that adorable confused look that she loved to put there sometimes - though she was sure this time it wasn’t a good or a funny thing. “What… what went not right?”
“You… you don’t know? You really don’t know?”
“No?”
“Your mother… Your mother…! Gah. Me asking, at a time like this…” He tried to hang his head again but she hadn’t removed her fingers and she didn’t allow him to.
“What?” A pause. “Husband?”
The side of his mouth tried to smile at that. “Well, it’s lost now anyway. Let’s move into the bedroom, put some clothes on, get more… comfortable.”
“O… okay.”
They set about toweling off (Rapunzel noticed that his dangly thing was not hard but back to being dangly… and a little sad looking?), finding and putting on night clothes, and met in the bedroom on their new bed.
Being male and less fussy, Eugene was there first. Despite having much less hair, Rapunzel was still female and had female habits and ran a brush through her short locks before joining him. He still looked forlorn.
“What’s wrong? What happened?”
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“What’s wrong? What happened?”
Eugene opened and closed his mouth a few times, looking lost. “Your… your mother - Suns, speaking of your mother at a time like this…! She didn’t tell you?”
“About what?”
“About our honeymoon! About - gulp - sex!”
Rapunzel’s face twisted up into that adorable ‘I’m trying to think’ look. “No… maybe? She said something about flowers and about needles and that you’d know what you were doing.”
“Your mother thinks I’m a - ?”
“A what Eugene? You can’t seem to finish your sentences and expect me to know what you’re talking about! I’m so confused!”
Taking a deep breath, Eugene realized his new wife was in need of sexual education. “Well… When a man and a women… love each other very much, they… they… they sleep with each other, lie with each other, become lovers… They… They have sex.”
“Sex?”
“Sex. It’s…” He gestured at her hips, then at his own. “I go inside you.”
Rapunzel quirked a brow, then her eyes widened. “That dangly thing between your legs? It goes… inside me?!”
“Yes.”
“Oh!”
“I can’t believe your mother thinks I’m a -!”
“Wait wait, you’re doing the trailing off thing again. But back up, how does sex work? I mean your dangly thing is all… dangly… and stuff. How does it… How does sex work?”
Eugene could feel blush creeping up his face. The honeymoon was supposed to be blissful, not awful and embarrassing! “Well… first of all, it’s called a penis. And your… you have a vagina. There’s a lot more inside us and the act of sex usually leads to babies… Sometimes, eventually. Your mother gave you something to stop you from getting pregnant right away, right?” That was all they needed this early in their marriage… She nodded. “Ok. So when two people who love each other decide to have sex, there’s foreplay involved. Kissing is sort of like pre-foreplay. Heavy kissing and with a lot of tongue is usually considered foreplay but light kissing really isn’t foreplay. And I can… do things to you. And you can do them to me. Like… Like I can touch your breasts, and pinch them, and put my mouth on them… And rub your butt… And…”
He could see the desire in her eyes deepen.
“And I can do these things to you too?”
It was all he could do to restrain himself from jumping her right then and there. Suns, she was so eager! “Ye-ah…”
“And what about my… my vagina? Can you touch me there to?”
His pants weren’t going to fit anymore if she kept that up. “Yeah, I guess, if you want me to.” He’d never really thought of that…
“And your… your dangl-your penis? Can I touch that?”
Eugene let out a little moan. “Ye-es… If you… if you want…” Nobody but him had ever touched him and it might be really great… In all the stories he’d ever heard, all of the dirty jokes that had ever been told in his presence, no one had ever mentioned touching of the penis. It sounded wonderful.
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“Yes, it goes limp when I’m not… when I’m not aroused. There’s less blood in it then. When I am aroused; when I’m really, really attracted and really in love with you, the blood rushes there and it…”
“Comes to attention?”
“Yeah.”
Rapunzel giggled. “Do I come to attention to?”
He cocked his head to the side. “I… I’ve heard a few… a little bit about a woman’s arousal. Usually the woman’s tits get hard and stick up and your vagina - ” another gulp, “ - gets wet.”
Her violet eyes glistened with desire; Eugene grabbed a fistful of blanket to keep himself rooted.
“How often do people… can we… have sex?”
“At least three times a day, several days a week. But the first time is hard for the woman, and the first couple of times virgins are sore because they’re using muscles they don’t normally use.”
“Virgin? And why would it hurt me and not you?”
“Well, women have a barrier that proves that they haven’t ever had sex. The man - me - I have to break your barrier the first time. Men… Men who have never had sex… usually they don’t last very long the first several times.”
“Don’t last long? At what?”
“The… the actual act of sex, isn’t just me putting my penis in your vagina once. It happens over and over and over until the man cums. It’s called thrusting.”
Rapunzel cooed, “That sounds like fun!”
Eugene’s eyes bugged out. It sounded like great fun.
“What’s cumming?”
“When I let my sperm enter you.”
“Seed?”
“Yeah, sure.”
The princess took a few minutes for this new information to process, her eyes roving over him as she did so. Suns, she was going to drive him insane. “What does Mother think you are?”
“A…” Eugene hung his head in shame. “A playboy. Someone who flirts with women a lot to get them into his bed.”
“Into his bed?”
“To have sex with them.”
“Even though he doesn’t really love all of those women?”
“Er… yeah. There are some men… They’re just in it for the fun of sex. They don’t realize how much they might hurt other people, sleeping around.”
Her mouth formed that delightful little ‘O’ of comprehension. “Did you ‘cum’ too early in the shower?”
Eugene blushed again. “Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because you stimulated my penis in a way that I had never experienced before.”
“Will you last longer next time so that we can get to the ‘thrusting’?”
He swallowed. “I hope so.”
“Me too.” Rapunzel stuck her finger in her mouth in thought. “So, if you’re ‘aroused’ now… Yes, I can see it. You’re cute when you blush, did you know that? So if you’re aroused now… Can we have sex now? Sex for real?”
“Yes… Do you want that?”
“YES!”
And she flung herself at him.
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And they had sweet virgin sex that I may or may not write in the very not near future. The End
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