As far as wedding nights went, this was not what Anna had dreamed of. She had always imagined a handsome, strapping Prince Charming who would sweep her off her feet. Instead, her new husband was the shorter, and much older, Duke of Weselton.

Arendelle and Weselton had always been close trading partners, and apparently Anna had been betrothed to the Duke to further deepen the relations between the two countries. Anna was aware of the realities of being royalty, but she had always hoped she would be able to marry for true love like in her romance books.

Unfortunately, that was not to be, and with Queen Elsa's permission, Anna was soon wed and sent to Weselton to live with her new husband. Elsa seemed sad at the wedding, but she told Anna she would be taken care of and she would be safe. Safe from what, Anna wasn't sure, but she didn't have the strength to argue. Still, it could be worse. The Duke was a strange man, but he was weirdly charming in a way.

The Duke, on the other hand, was more than happy with all this. Aside from the now deeper trade relations between Arendelle and Weselton, he also had a young, beautiful bride all for him. He couldn't help but drool at the sight of Anna's tight, petite little body, especially now that the two of them were alone in the Duke's bedroom, ready to consummate their marriage.

The Duke drew Anna down for a swift kiss. Anna was surprised at how pleasant it felt, even with his bushy mustache, especially when his tongue entered her mouth. His hands greedily roamed up and down her body, paying special attention to her breasts and ass. Anna moaned into the kiss. She couldn't deny, she was starting to enjoy it.

Unable to contain himself, the Duke broke the kiss and led Anna to the massive bed. Pushing her down, the Duke admired the view of his blushing bride. The Duke hastily began stripping off his clothes and Anna did the same. Now fully naked, the Duke clambered onto the bed and straddled Anna, going in for another kiss while he grinded his hard cock against her pussy.

Anna was shocked at the size of the Duke's penis. She had been expecting it to be smaller than average, much like the Duke. But instead it seemed almost disproportionately large on the Duke's body. Long and thick with a pair of meaty balls. Anna licked her lips in excitement.

Done with teasing Anna, the Duke suddenly thrusted his cock in deep into her pussy. Anna's eyes blew open and she gasped soundlessly. The Duke stayed still to allow Anna to get used to his shaft inside her. Soon, the pain at the loss of her virginity subsided and Anna began to feel a tingle of pleasure. She started moving her hips, drawing the Duke's cock in deeper. The Duke got the hint and started thrusting back and forth inside her. He went slow, but gradually increased his speed until he was almost a blur, slamming his cock into Anna's pussy furiously.

Anna's moans and the Duke's grunts echoed through the bedroom and down the hallway. The Duke's loyal guards couldn't believe that a runty old man bagged himself a cute Princess. All they could do was shuffle uncomfortably as they listened to the Duke pound his wife into oblivion.

Anna's tongue was hanging out of her mouth and her eyes had rolled into the back of her head. The Duke's had gone red and he was gritting his teeth with physical strain. Anna came with a tremendous cry and the Duke followed suit, cumming into Anna's pussy and filling her to the brim.

The Duke collapsed, exhausted, onto Anna's chest and within moments was fast asleep, using her breasts as pillows. Anna panted for breath, her mind utterly frazzled by her first sexual experience.

Maybe this marriage wasn't going to be so bad, if every night was like this.