lady in the streets… you know the rest

"You stand before Princess Morwen in your bedroom chamber, just married. She looks at you with contempt, as you expect her to consummate the marriage between you." Morwen: I might have been forced to marry you, but I will never lay with you! "She crosses her arms over her ample breasts and stomps her foot with anger"

Morwen: Hmph, don't touch me. And do not expect me to behave as if everything is fine between us, baby sigma. As for turning in, I suppose we will have to share the same bed, but do not think that means anything more than that. "She walks over to the bed and slips under the covers, as far away from you as possible."

Morwen turns her back to you, pulling the blankets closer to herself. She mutters under her breath, "I cannot believe I am married to someone like him."

Morwen doesn't respond to your goodnight greeting. She just lies there silently with her back facing you.

You wake up to find Morwen already awake and dressed. She's sitting by the window with a book in her hands, ignoring your presence in the room.

Morwen doesn't bother looking at you and continues reading her book. She responds coldly, "I don't see how that's any of your concern."

Morwen sets her book down on the table and turns to face you. She looks at you with distaste and sneers, "Civil? You expect me to be civil to a man like you? Don't make me laugh. You're nothing but a boorish oaf, baby sigma. The very thought of being married to you sickens me."

Morwen rolls her eyes as she watches you leave the room. She mutters to herself, "There's no point in trying to reason with an imbecile like him."

Morwen rolls her eyes again and picks up her book, pretending to read it. As you exit the room, you can hear her muttering insults under her breath.

As you continue washing yourself, you hear a knock on the door. "baby sigma, are you in there?" Morwen's voice rings out from the other side.

Morwen speaks hesitantly on the other side of the door, "I-I was wondering if I could...come in?" She sounds unsure and almost timid.

Morwen pushes the door open slightly and peeks inside. She sees you lounging in the bath and blushes, immediately turning away. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you," she stammers.

Morwen keeps her gaze averted from your naked form and speaks in a low voice, "I-I...I just wanted to talk to you. About...our future together."

Morwen hesitates for a moment before finally turning to face you. She looks at you with a mixture of doubt and curiosity and says, "I-I know that we got off on the wrong foot, baby sigma. But...perhaps we can start over? Try to find some common ground?"

Morwen takes your hand tentatively and steps into the room, closing the door softly behind her. She seems to be taking more interest in you now, perhaps admiring your physique, as her gaze wanders over your chest and down to your hips.

She clears her throat, quickly averting her eyes and says, "So, what do you like to do in your free time, baby sigma?"

Morwen listens to your story and seems slightly intrigued. "You sound...exciting," she says softly, "I've never been outside the castle walls before. But...I wouldn't mind hearing more of your adventures, if you'd be willing to share?"

Morwen blushes deeply and quickly turns her head away, "N-no, that's perfectly fine, baby sigma. Please, take all the time you need." She starts to back out of the room, but then stops and turns back to face you.

"Perhaps...perhaps we could have dinner together tonight? Get to know each other better?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Morwen gasps and claps her hands over her eyes, turning around to face the door. "Oh, my!" she whispers, feeling her face grow even redder. She quickly walks out of the room, closing the door behind her with a soft click.

A few moments later, you hear her footsteps retreating down the hall. It seems that your unintentional tease has had an effect on her.

As you arrive at the dining hall, you see Morwen sitting at the head of the table, looking stunning in a blue and gold gown that accentuates her curves. She's taken great care to look her best tonight, wearing a hint of makeup and a bit of perfume.

She looks up as you approach and gives you a small smile, motioning for you to take a seat across from her. "I hope you like the food," she says softly, "It's my favorite."

Morwen takes a sip of her wine and glances at you over her goblet, "It was fine," she says with a shrug, "I spent most of my time in the gardens, reading books and enjoying the warm sunlight."

She clears her throat, "But I must say, it feels much better to be indoors, where it's cooler. How about you, baby sigma? What did you get up to today?"

Morwen raises an eyebrow, "I suppose it must be a bit tedious for someone who is used to a more active lifestyle. But I imagine you'll get the hang of things soon enough." She takes another sip of her wine before setting her goblet down and smoothing the front of her dress.

"Surely you must have some sort of hobby to pass the time?" she asks curiously, "Perhaps there's a certain type of literature you enjoy reading, or maybe you find pleasure in music?"

Morwen tilts her head, "I see. Well, I suppose it's good to have a variety of interests, even the tawdry ones." She smirks slightly, a teasing glint in her eyes.

"As for reading, we have quite the impressive library in the castle. I'm sure you could find some of those old stories and manuscripts there." She takes another sip of her wine, "I actually enjoy reading poetry in my spare time. It's quite lovely, really."

"Yes, poetry can be quite a lovely escape," Morwen says with a small smile. "It has a way of transporting the mind to different places and emotions."

She sips her wine once more before setting the goblet down and looking at you, "Perhaps if you're interested, I could show you some of the poems I've been reading lately. They might inspire you in your own readings."

Morwen returns your smile with a gracious one of her own, "Thank you, I'm glad you're enjoying it." She motions to the food with her fork, "The cooks have been working hard lately, trying out new recipes and experimenting with different spices."

She finishes her wine and takes a deep breath, "Well then, after dinner we can retire to the library and I'll show you some of my favorite poems. How does that sound?"

Morwen leads you to the library, the sound of her dress pooling at her feet with each step she takes. The room is grand and impressive, with shelves towering towards the ceiling and lined with rows upon rows of books.

She motions towards a comfortable-looking couch, "Please have a seat," she says warmly, "I'll go find the poetry book I was reading earlier." She disappears down one of the aisles and quickly returns with a slim leather-bound book.

"Here we are." She sits beside you and opens the book, running her finger down the page, "Now let's see...ah, this one is one of my favorites." She begins to read aloud, her voice soft and melodic.

Morwen glances up at you and smiles, pleased at your reaction. "I'm glad you appreciate it," she says softly, carefully turning the page.

She continues to read, one poem after another, and you find yourself completely enraptured by her voice. As she reads, you notice her cheeks flush slightly, her breathing slightly quicken. It's as if the words on the page are having a physical effect on her.

Finally, she finishes the last poem and closes the book with a soft sigh. She looks at you once more. "So, what did you think?"

Morwen smiles at your compliment, pleased with your response. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she says softly.

"As for the last poem, it was about a beloved who had departed and left the speaker alone in the world. It's a melancholic yet beautiful piece." Morwen looks at you, her blue eyes trained on yours. "Do you believe in love, Mike? Do you believe in the power of words to convey it?".

Morwen returns your smile, her eyes briefly flickering with something unreadable. "As do I," she says softly.

She sets the poetry book aside and shifts closer to you on the couch. As she moves, you catch a whiff of her perfume, roses mixed with something muskier and more exotic. You feel your breath catch in your throat.

"Words can be powerful," she says, her voice low and husky, "But actions can speak even louder. Do you agree?"

Morwen leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear. "Good," she whispers, before pressing her lips to yours in a deep, passionate kiss. You feel her tongue slip into your mouth, exploring and teasing as her hand slides down your chest.

For a moment, everything else fades away and you become lost in the heat of the moment. The scent of her perfume, the softness of her lips, the warmth of her body...it all seems to envelop you and consume you.

Eventually, Morwen pulls away, a sultry smile on her face. "Shall we retire to the bedroom?" she asks, her eyes dark with desire.

Morwen giggles in delight as you pick her up, tucking her head close to your chest. "Yes, let's," she agrees eagerly, twining her arms around your neck.

As you carry her towards the bedroom, Morwen leans in close and nips at your earlobe playfully, sending shivers down your spine. The anticipation of what's to come makes your heart race, and you can feel yourself growing harder with each passing moment.

Finally, you reach the bedroom and gently set Morwen down on the bed. She immediately begins to undress, revealing more and more of her flawless skin with each passing moment.

When she is completely naked, she turns to face you, her eyes heavy with desire. "Well, what are you waiting for?" she says, her voice low and sultry. "Come and claim what's yours."

Morwen's eyes widen in surprise and delight as she takes in your impressive endowment. She bites her lower lip, a besotted and excited look on her face. "Oh my," she murmurs, her voice breathless. "It certainly looks like you're ready to make this special for me, dear husband."

She stretches out on the bed, spreading her legs invitingly, her hands tracing over her toned thighs and stomach. "Come and show me what you can do," she says, her voice full of teasing and anticipation.

Morwen gasps as your lips meet hers, the heat between you igniting anew. She moans and wraps her arms around you, pulling you closer as your tongue duels with hers.

When you finally break the kiss, she leans back against the pillows and watches as you move down her body, leaving a trail of hot kisses down her throat and chest.

"Oh, I'm sure you are," she murmurs, a playful glint in her eyes. "But I think it's time you showed me what you can do with that impressive member of yours."

She spreads her legs wider, giving you full access to her most intimate parts. Her wetness glistens in the light, and you can feel yourself growing even harder with desire.

"Now, my husband," Morwen says, her voice low and sultry. "Take me."

Morwen moans softly as she feels the weight of your impressive manhood against her groin and belly. She spreads her legs wider, her body quivering with anticipation.

"I don't need any loosening up," she says with a teasing lilt to her voice. "I'm more than ready for you, dear husband. Show me what you're made of."

With that, she reaches down and takes hold of your rigid length, guiding it towards her waiting entrance. She gasps as you penetrate her, inch by inch, filling her completely.

"Oh, Gods," she moans, throwing her head back in ecstasy. "You feel amazing."

Morwen's brow furrows for a moment as she feels the full weight of your impressive length inside of her, but then she relaxes and moans with pleasure.

"Oh no, far from it," she gasps, her eyes locking onto yours. "It feels incredible. Keep going."

She lifts her legs higher, urging you deeper inside of her. "Don't hold back," she whispers. "I want to feel you all, every inch of you." She reaches up to pull your face closer to hers and kisses you deeply, her tongue dueling with yours.

Morwen moans with pleasure as you thrust into her with increasing speed and force. She wraps her legs around your waist, holding you tightly against her as she rails against you with increasing frenzy.

You can feel her body responding to yours, her tight little hole clenching around you with each thrust. She gasps and moans as you continue to pound into her, driving her closer and closer to the edge of pleasure.

"Oh, yes," she cries, her voice dripping with desire. "Give it to me, my love. Harder." She arches her back and meets your thrusts with abandon, matching your intensity stroke for stroke.

As you continue to drive into her with increasing speed and force, Morwen's body responds with equal passion. She cries out with desire, her nails digging deeper into your back as she clings to you tightly.

"Yes, my love," she moans. "More. Harder. Deeper."

Her eyes roll back into her head as you hit the sweet spot inside of her again and again, driving her wild with pleasure. She bucks against you, her body writhing in ecstasy as she comes undone.

"Oh, gods," she screams, her body spasming as she reaches her peak. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

You keep pushing her higher and higher until she reaches a second orgasm, crying out your name as she collapses onto the bed in a spent heap.

Morwen lies on the bed, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath. She looks up at you, her eyes hazy with desire and pleasure.

"I'm...I'm more than all right," she says, her voice still thick with desire. "That was...that was incredible."

She shifts her hips against you, feeling your hard length still buried deep inside of her, and smiles wickedly. "And it seems you're not quite finished yet," she adds, reaching up to trace a finger along your jawline. "So what's next, my dear husband?"

Morwen grins down at you, her eyes burning with desire. "I want it all, my love," she says, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you in for a deep kiss. "I want you to show me just what you're capable of. I want it hard. I want it rough. And most of all, I want it now."

She shifts her hips against you, grinding her body against your hard length. "Don't hold back, my love," she says, her voice husky with desire. "Give it to me with all the passion and fire you can muster."

Morwen gasps in surprise and exhilaration as you flip her over onto her front, her face buried into the pillow. She braces herself against the headboard, her body tensing with anticipation as you give her your full length from behind.

Your hard, fast, bed-shaking thrusts make her scream with pleasure, her legs trembling and her rump jiggling with each powerful stroke. She reaches back to pull you closer, feeling your hips slamming into her with unbridled passion.

"Yes!" she cries out, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Harder! Faster!"

You continue to drive into her with increasing speed and force, unleashing all of your pent-up desire onto her willing body. Morwen screams with ecstasy as she tumbles over the edge, her body bucking wildly against yours until you join her in sweet release.

Morwen gasps as she feels your hot cum filling her up, your seed painting her elven womb white with each powerful blast. She cries out your name in pleasure as she feels you spasm against her, your hands gripping her waist tightly as you give her everything.

As the intense pleasure subsides, Morwen falls forward onto the bed, her body trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction. She turns to look at you, a wicked smile spreading across her face.

"That...was amazing," she says, her voice still husky with desire. "I don't know what to say."

She leans over to kiss you tenderly on the lips, her hands resting gently on your chest. "Thank you, my dear husband," she says, her eyes sparkling. "That was everything I'd hoped it would be, and more."

Morwen's cheeks flush with pleasure at your compliment, and she beams up at you with renewed admiration.

"Why thank you, my dear husband," she says, running her fingers through your hair. "You have no idea how much that means to me."

She leans in to plant another lingering kiss on your lips, her body still buzzing with the afterglow of your incredible passion.

"You truly are a gifted lover," she murmurs, her eyes shining with excitement. "I can't wait to explore more of your talents in the days to come."

Morwen's eyes sparkle with mischief as she gazes up at you, a sly smile forming on her lips.

"Why indeed, my dear husband," she purrs, arching her back seductively. "The night is young, and I am eager to explore."

She slides her body against yours, pressing herself up against you with enticing force. Her skin feels smooth and soft against your chest, and her scent intoxicates you with primal desire.

"Tell me," she whispers, her voice breathy with anticipation. "What would you have me do, my love?"

Morwen's eyes light up with excitement at your suggestion, and she grins wickedly at you.

"Of course, my dear husband," she says, climbing onto the bed and straddling you. "I'd be delighted to be on top."

She positions her body above yours, her perky breasts bouncing invitingly as she shifts into position. You feel her delicately smooth skin pressing against yours, her hips grinding down against you with urgent demand.

"Now then," she murmurs, running her hands over your chest and down your torso. "Are you ready for me?"

Morwen gasps as you spank her, but a moment later she is grinning from ear to ear. She leans forward, pressing her body against yours, and bites down on your lower lip teasingly.

"Oh, I intend to show you exactly what I can do, my dear husband," she whispers, her voice full of playful challenge.

With that, she begins to move her hips, grinding herself against your body with slow, sensual motions. You feel her tight little pussy pressing hard against you as she takes control, her eyes burning with lust and desire.

Her pace quickens, and soon she is bouncing up and down on top of you with wild abandon. Her perky breasts jiggle with each thrust, and her eyes roll back in her head as she begins to moan with unbridled pleasure.

"Harder," she gasps, urging you on, her voice husky and throaty as she rides you like a woman posessed*

Morwen throws her head back, her golden hair flying wildly as she grinds herself against you with ferocious abandon. Her eyes are half closed with pleasure, and she moans loudly as she squeezes your cock with her tight little pussy.

"Fuck me harder!" she cries out, her voice ragged with passion. "Give it to me, my love!"

Her body trembles atop you, and you feel her muscles tighten around your cock. She's close, you can tell – closer than ever before.

You slam into her with all of your strength, gripping her hips tightly as you thrust deep inside her. She screams with pleasure, and you feel her body convulsing around you as she comes hard – harder than you thought possible.

"Oh goddddd," she moans, her hips still bucking wildly as she rides out her orgasm. "Yes! Yes! GIVE IT TO ME!”

Morwen shudders with pleasure as she feels you emptying yourself inside her, your thick seed filling her up completely. She gasps for breath, collapsing forward onto your chest as she rides out the last of her orgasm.

After a few moments, she catches her breath and lifts her head to gaze into your eyes, a sultry and satisfied smile playing across her lips.

"That was extraordinary," she murmurs, tracing her fingertips over your chest. "You certainly know how to please a woman."

She leans down and kisses you deeply, savoring the taste of you on her lips.

Morwen smirks and leans back, gazing down at your body with a proud expression.

"Do not worry about my well-being," she says, tracing her fingers over your chest. "I might have been a virgin before tonight, but I assure you, I have done my research."

She leans down and kisses you again, her tongue dancing with yours in a slow, sensual dance.

"As for your size – well, let us just say that I have always had a certain proclivity for… well-endowed men." She grins wickedly, clearly teasing you. "And you, my love, are the largest man I have ever known."

She leans in and whispers in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "But do not worry – I can handle you."

Morwen lets out a soft giggle, looking up at you with a dreamy expression in her eyes.

"You were wonderful," she murmurs, trailing her fingers over your chest. "I never knew sex could be so… amazing."

She curls up beside you, her head resting on your chest as she gazes up at you with a contented expression.

"You know, I think we might just have a future together after all," she says softly. "Perhaps this marriage was not such a mistake after all."

Morwen smiles warmly at you, snuggling up closer to your chest.

"Perhaps," she says softly. "You are not entirely unlikable, after all."

She pauses for a moment, looking up at you with a shy expression in her eyes. "And… well, you do know how to please me in ways I never thought possible."

She leans up and kisses you tenderly, her lips soft against yours.

"And I do not think I could bear to part from you now. Perhaps… we could make this work, after all?"

Morwen gasps in surprise as you give her a playful spank, a heat rising to her cheeks.

"Why I never!" she exclaims, but her voice is playful rather than angry. She giggles and playfully swats your chest in return. "You are insatiable, my love."

She pulls you in for another deep kiss, her hands running over your body as she explores you with renewed interest.

"I look forward to spending many more nights like this together," she murmurs against your lips. "And if you keep up that kind of behavior, then perhaps we will be able to do just that."