Chapter 1
Our tale begins here, in the city-state of Ringford by the south east coast of High Rock. It was a small and newly established kingdom added to the Breton Kingdoms of High Rock, filled with many buildings of fine stone and marble, while near the very center was a large palace of pure stone and marble, with a towering spire overlooking the city. Peaceful, prosperous, and active, it first started out as merchant city, serving as the trading hub between people traveling from the corners of the world, until eventually it expanded into a kingdom of its own. Its population was of course the natives of High Rock themselves, the Bretons, but other races of Men, Mer, and Beastfolk were also common, though minor.
The Breton King who ruled this nation had a daughter, the young and exceptionally beautiful Princess Barbara. Growing up, the princess enjoyed a peaceful, comfortable, luxurious life, spoiled by all the treasures and activities presented with her social class. She grew up many tales of heroes and villains of both sword and sorcery, but her favorite was the always the ones about the handsome and heroic princes and knights who would rescue and the beautiful and helpless princesses whom they would fall in love, marry, and live happily ever after, and she would always dream about being those princesses, awaiting her handsome prince to marry her out of love. Her wish would soon become true, as Damian, Prince of Daleland, another small and newly established kingdom in High Rock, was a strong and handsome young man who made a great name for himself by defending the kingdom against an evil horde, and slaying a dragon. When Damian and Barbara first met, both instantly fell in love, and they were engaged within a month, and they were to marry the day after the princess turned eighteen.
On the night before her eighteenth birthday, inside the upper floors of the large palace of pure stone and marble, with its towering spire overlooking the city in the very center of the rings, the Princess Barbara, in her sleeveless silk nightdress, laid on her belly in the large cushions of her chambers with her bare legs up in the dark of night, with only a single lantern as light. Young, beautiful, slim, long dark haired, and impeccably pale in skin, she was secretly writing a letter to the one man she admired and loved, the handsome heroic prince, Damian.
My dear Damian. As you may know, tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday, meaning my life as a woman starts, and we would soon be married. But I fear the rumors of the agents of the Thalmor, and the secret cult that worships the Daedric Princess may have already planned to kill my father and come after me, and afterwards, it would be too late. I'm very frightened. I feel as if I was being watched. But I am also excited, for we will be together, forever. I hope to see you soon. Princess Barbara.
The next day, all of Ringford was celebrating Barbara's eighteenth birthday, as well as the arrival of Prince Damian. In the court of the large palace, wearing a luxurious red dress, the princess stood beside her father, a tall crowned man with long brown hair and facial features.
Next to the princess was her close friend, Sonia, who was the daughter of a nobleman, wearing her luxurious blue dress. Only four years older than the princess, Sonia was a slender young woman, who also had impeccably pale skin, but unlike the princess, her long hair was blonde, and her bosoms were fuller. And unlike the princess who had a more youthful and innocent beauty, Sonia had a more womanly beauty.
Entering the court in fashionable steel armor, with flowing brown hair, the tall Prince Damian's young and handsome clean-shaven features drew the attention of many women in the court. He was an Imperial in appearance, due to his mother being an Imperial herself, but his light tone did show some heritage form his father. After the formal greetings, the prince bowing before the king and princess, and they bowing in return, the prince and the princess would later met up, starting with a tight warm hug, and a passionate kiss that was long awaited. They would spend the day together, romancing the halls and the gardens. Watching the royal couple from afar was Barbara's close noble friend, Sonia, who looked at the couple with jealously and envy.
Sonia and Barbara grew up together, and both were each other's very best of friends. They did everything together, from playing with the same toys, reading the same books, eating the same food, and even having the same friends. Sonia had never felt that that she needed anyone else in her life, other than the princess. Because to Barbara, Sonia was not just like a sister and best friend, she was the princess's confidante whom she could trust all her secrets to. Of course, each had developed different friends and priorities as they grew older, especially with Barbara's dream of marrying a handsome prince, but they still talked about everything and shared everything, including new interests, gossips, and the type of men they liked. Still, Princess Barbara sensed there was some off about Sonia, something different about her. But she couldn't figure it out, and she was too distracted with the man she was going to marry.
Nighttime came, and nearly everyone had already turned in. Prince Damian, and the other closest of nobles, slept in the guest chambers of the large palace. Meanwhile, inside the upper floors, the Princess Barbara, once more in her sleeveless silk nightdress, laid on her belly in the large cushions of her chambers with her bare legs up in the dark of night, with only a single lantern as light. Entering the chamber was Sonia, still in her blue dress.
Barbara, who was surprised by her friend's unexpected arrival, looked at her with concern when she noticed her friend's frown after the doors were closed. "What's wrong, Sonia?"
"I just wanted you to know I am very happy for you," said Sonia. "Tomorrow, you and Prince Damian will be married, and you will both live happily ever after."
The princess smiled happily. "I know! Isn't exciting?!"
"Afterwards, you will be with the prince from now on. I won't get to see you anymore?"
"Oh? Is that what bothers you? Don't be silly. Just because I'll be married, doesn't mean we are no longer friends. Sonia, you are like a sister to me. You can come see me anytime. If you like, I'll even ask Damian to allow you to stay with us if that makes you happy. I know it would make me happy."
Sonia chuckled. "Always so sweet, so innocent, so kind-hearted. You will always be my one true friend."
"As you will always be my one true friend Sonia," said Barbara, smiling back as friendly as ever.
Smiling, Sonia opened her arms to princess, and Barbara came and accept the invitation for a hug in which they held each other friendly, and warmly, resting their heads on each other's shoulders and against each other with their eyes closed, feeling each other's soft hair as comfort. Then Sonia kissed Barbara's cheek, to which the princess made quiet chuckle as her eyes remained closed. Then Sonia kissed the other cheek, and Barbara still kept her eyes closed. The princess's eyes remained closed after she felt her friend kiss her forehead, but they went wide open as soon as she realized Sonia had pressed their lips into a kiss. Initially, the princess was stricken in shock and confusion, but she unknowingly found herself calming, closing her eyes, accepting the kiss, and before she even knew what was going on, they were kissing.
Now the bodies of the two young Breton women were sliding together, lips pressed tightly, tongues dancing, hands exploring everywhere. Barbara felt Sonia being the dominant one as she pressed their lips so deep and tightly that the princess felt her lips were trapped and unable to escape even for the slightest of air, forcing them to breath only through their noses, while Sonia moaned positively as she pressed more kisses while Barbara felt even their cheeks moving together along with their lips that remained tightly closed. Barbara could swear that Sonia was eating her mouth and face off. While all this was happening, Sonia was also stripping the princess, leaving only her slim naked pale figure.
Sometimes when their lips parted, Sonia would tease Barbara by gently rubbing their noses, brushing her lips with her own, and then surprising the princess by snaking her tongue into the princess's mouth, further enticing the princess into more deep and hungrily kissing. Barbara couldn't help but pop a leg up. Sonia would also kiss, lick, and nibble Barbara's shoulder, neck, face, and ear, while the princess closed her eyes, letting the blonde woman fill her with pleasure and sexual excitement, making her let out quiet gasps and moans.
Soon, the two young Breton women were both kneeling among the cushions in the nude. Both Sonia's hands held both sides of Barbara's face to look up at her while she leaned down at the princess, and pressed their lips deep and tight, and her strangely skilled tongue slowly, gracefully, pleasurably, seductively filled the princess with her fluid taste, internally licking, rubbing, and spiraling inside, and when this happened, Sonia used one arm to direct one of Barbara's arm around her waist so that the Breton princess would wrap her arms around the waist, while the Sonia wrapped her arms around the neck. They finally moaned during the kiss, and Sonia only pressed for another similar kiss. Then when they finally broke the kiss, Sonia moaned as her full bosoms were being hungrily sucked by the soft lips of the princess.
Sonia laid the princess down to rest her back on the cushions while she leaned forward as they continued making out. Sonia then broke their kiss so that she could move to kiss, lick, and suck the bosoms of the princess.
Then Sonia slid down and lifted Barbara's legs up and first started kissing, licking, and sucking around her thighs, before began licking the princess's prized treasure as she held the legs in place for the next half hour. Barbara laid her head down and closed her eyes, sucking her lips inwards, as she felt the hot tongue digging its way inside, and she moaned in pleasure, moaning louder and louder, her whole tensed, thighs and hips quivered, until she couldn't help it when a surge forced her burst her mouth open in loud moaningfinally it ended with a glorious climax before the Breton princess collapsed, gasping for a while, until exhaustion led her vision to blacken.
The next morning, Princess Barbara awoke laying nude among the cushions of her chambers. Then to her shock, she remembered everything that happened last night. She did not know why it happened, but it horrified her to know that the fact that the very first person she had ever slept with after she came of age was not her love, Prince Damian, nor a man, but a woman, her best friend Sonia, and on the night before the wedding to her love, Damian.
Despite what happened, today was the day of her wedding to Prince Damian, and she immediately brushed off everything that happened to prepare for it. She was still determined to marry Damian, and fulfill her dream. And nothing was going to stop her. Still, while preparing for the wedding, the thought of what happened to her haunted her during that day, and during the wedding ceremony, when Barbara arrived in her beautiful wedding dress, Sonia stood in the background pretending like nothing happened, but she still gave the princess a smile and a flirtatious wink.
The wedding was huge, and many who attended were people who had not seen Princess Barbara for many years, since she was a child. All were happy to see the princess experience the most important day in her life, in truth was she was so happy that she was in tears of joy when she kissed Prince Damian to seal her marriage, and now they were finally husband and wife.
After a long day of celebration, the married royal couple retired to a chamber they would share together for tonight, before they leave tomorrow for Daleland.
In the dark of night in that luxurious chamber, Prince Damian stood topless, while Princess Barbara approached him, wearing her black lace nightgown. He felt her pale hands roaming around him, slowly snaking their way up his muscled fair chest, until they held his face.
"Make me believe you are the one," she whispered, before she pulled him to press her lips into his, her taste drove him mad with lust and desire, making him follow her lead.
The kiss was slow, gentle, tender. Damian could feel Barbara's gentle breathing, feeling her passion as their lips were pressed. The young Breton woman slowly and gently pulled her lips away from his. They looked at each other in awe for a short moment. She continued the embrace, with her hands over the shoulder and neck shoulder as she pressed for another kiss, one that was passionate but more deep and lustful, and the handsome prince allowed her to have her way. Once she pulled her lips away again, they were both breathing a little heavily. Then Barbara kissed him again, while he followed her lead, and before long they were kissing and making out.
Before long, the two of them went nude and were making love on the bed, with laying the Breton princess's back on the bed while she kissed and hugged the Imperial prince on top of her, whom she allowed between her legs and was already inside of her. As she closed her eyes, she was feeling much pleasure as Damian pumped her more and more, making her moan and moan in pleasure, her virginity being stripped away, and her memories of what happened on the night before with her friend Sonia was fading.
Barbara then turned and rolled them around, so that she was on top of Damian, straddling him, a pale leg on each side of his hips, while her body and breasts were pressed down on his body and chest, feeling the muscled male heat as she continued kissing him. She then sat up and arched her back as she rode him, occasionally switching between riding and swerving her hips in circles. By then, she had completely forgotten about what she did with Sonia, and only feels safe and happy being with her husband. The princess eventually broke through all resistance and exhausting energy by causing Prince Damian to completely burst his seed inside of her.
Afterwards, the Barbara rested on top of Damian, holding him tight with love and commitment. She was happy, her dream finally fulfilled. They will sleep tonight, and travel to Daleland tomorrow, as it should be.