I look at my pocket watch, quick calculations let me know that we will be arriving in ten minutes. Great thing about German rail is it always runs on time, if we were in England we would have no idea when we would be arriving. I look at you sitting across from me, I know that you wore that dress on purpose. I had told you, when you bought it that it drives me wild. I slowly make my way down your body with my eyes taking in every beautiful inch, the way your hair slides down the side of your neck,your necklace that delves deep into your cleavage, the gorgeous blue dress with the nearly scandalous neck line. I Move down the swell of your breast, over the corset, which increases the shape and size of your breasts. I continue down the soft folds in your dress, continuing to the shoes you bought in Paris the month before. I can’t help but think about that trip. The fun we had, didn’t leave our hotel room for the first two days.
I have to stop my thoughts or I will not be able to stand without causing a scene. The light coming in the window shines down on your face, it’s tilted to the left as you read your book. I notice the gentleman beside me keeps looking at you, I give myself a little smile. I know what the weekend will bring, and he has no Idea. I can’t help but to continue lusting over you. It has been over a month since I had seen you. I can’t wait to get you alone.
The train comes to a halt, and we disembark, I point towards the carriage I have arranged for us. It cost me far too much to get this carriage, but I was not wanting to share and with Ludwig inviting everyone to come and see the progress on his castle it cost a small fortune to secure. Cost aside it did give me chance to have you alone. We climbed in I drew the curtain, immediately I grab your hand pull you in and kiss you passionately. You do not hold back, returning with vigor. My hands start to wander, I feel you body open up to my hands. Your dress I was admiring earlier, is now curse, it’s intricacies keep me from getting in. I feel your hand start gliding up my trousers, moving along to my thigh. I shift down and start kissing your neck, nibbling softly. You let out a little gasp, my hands run down and make there way under you dress. They slide up your legs, start moving along ever upwards. You hand is now right in my crotch, you slowly rub my cock. My hand finds its way in between your legs, I can feel your wetness through your stockings. I start tracing my finger up and down your pussy. I move from your neck to your ear softly biting and tugging on your lobe. Your hand increases in pace, rubbing me through my pants. My fingers move up to your clit, I start circling around it, I feel your hips move forward. Your hands undo my belt, I slide forward in the seat to make it easier for you to get access. You pull my cock out, you pull your head away from mine and swiftly you take my stiff prick into my mouth, I let a gasp as I feel the warmth of you mouth close in around me. It takes all I have not to blow my load right then.
I am lost to you, I don’t care anymore All I know is I want you. I pull you up, kiss you passionately as my hands work there way up your legs moving over well familiar territory. I reach the wet patch between your legs, I rip through your undergarments, You don’t flinch. It has been to long, we both are desperate for this.
I lift up your dress, maneuver you onto my lap, and lower you on to my now rock hard cock. We both let out a gasp as your slick pussy glides its way down my cock. I feeling your warmth engulf me makes me lose who and where I am. I am consumed as you start to slowly grind up and down. I pull you down and kiss you as you quicken your pace, you let out little cries as you rise and fall on to my willing cock.
I can feel myself getting closer as you increase in intensity. There is nothing now but pent up raw passion. I give out a cry as I nearly cum, I can barely hold on any longer. You get louder as I can feel your pussy tighten, I let out a cry as my balls tighten and I reach my climax. I grab you arse, helping to thrust you up and down. You let out a cry and I feel a shiver go through your body as you orgasms just as I I shoot my load inside of you with a finality you lift yourself up high and drop down hard on to my cock. I can feel your pussy gripping tight around me as shudders of pleasure run through your body, drawing my orgasm out longer.
We stay there embracing, enjoying the afterglow of our coupling. After I have gone limp inside of you, you roll of me to sit next to me in the carriage. I realize that we are nearly there. I start to straighten myself out. Fortunately there isn’t much out of place on your dress. I lean over and kiss you and apologies for ripping your panties.
We arrive at the castle, the driver opens the door, I step out into the warm afternoon sun. I look up amazed at the castle, surrounded by the high alpine peaks. I turn and offer you my hand as you step down from the carriage, I turn and give the driver a nod and an extra big tip so he won’t go wagging his tongue about what he might of heard, he gives a nod of understanding in return. out of the corner of my eye I see the servants come out to take our luggage.I turn and offer you my arm and we make our way up the stairs into the castle.
It is stunning, a truly massive building, beautifully built. The white stone shining bright in the late afternoon sun as we head into the entrance hall.We are greeted by the steward who directs us to the rooms where we will be staying. Separate rooms of course, the last thing we need is a scandal going around the court. The main reason for our secrecy.
We retire to our chamber to get ready for the evening meal, and make arrangements for a rendezvous after dinner.
Dinner...
I quickly undress to bath, I work hard to keep you out of my mind but I have trouble not thinking about you. I thought our little romp in the carriage would have kept me going until after dinner. I was wrong. I quickly dress and go for a walk to try and clear my head and cool the urging coming from my trousers. I head out of the castle waving aside the servants as I want some peace. I slow my pace as I get further from the castle, taking my time enjoying the last remnants of the sun. I wander aimlessly following the path when at last I come across the Marien brücke.
I am astonished by the feat of putting a bridge over such avast expanse. As I step out on to the bridge the beauty over whelms me, late evening sun shining down, glistening of the white castle that seems to sprout up from the very mountain it sits on. I take in all this beauty as I walk into the middle of the bridge. As I gaze across the plains and lakes I feel like I could see forever. I stand there losing myself in the view and thoughts of tonight’s rendezvous, exactly the opposite of what I set out to do.
You follow the servant to your chambers, down the corridors, lavishly furnished with hangings. The servant opens the door to a stone room with thick beautiful rugs, gorgeous paintings adorn the walls, on one side an ornately carved fireplace stands filled with logs ready for use if the nights get cold. On the opposite side there’s a doorway leading through to the wash chamber. Standing against the back wall, in a dominate position stands a massive four post bed, made from English oak. With intricate carvings running up the posts, a massive head board with the Bavarian coat of arms carved directly into it. The servant places your luggage in the corner and you ask her to draw you a bath.
You start to disrobe, thoughts still on the trip in the carriage. You slowly remove your dress, you lay it out on the bed for the servant to brush and put way. You walk into the wash room in just your under dress and stockings. You feel a light breeze come in through the hole I ripped, the feel of the cool air sends a shiver down your spine. The servant has finished filling the bath, you remove your stockings and under dress. The air is cooler than outside and your nipples respond, they harden in the cool air as a tingling sensation spreads across your perfect breasts. You slide into the bath, enjoying the feel of the warm water wash over your body. You pick up the soap and start lathering yourself. Running the soap over your arms, round your shoulders, down over your breasts. You circle around running the soap over your nipples, you linger in your rotations enjoying the feeling remembering our trip up in the carriage, and the rendezvous tonight. You feel a warmth that is not related to the water, spreading between you legs. You move down from you nipples over your stomach, down towards the urge now growing from your slit. The soap has now been abandoned, as your had runs down over your mound and circles around your lips. Your fingers trace up and down your slit, sending tingles running out through your body. Your fingers spread your lips ever so slightly as they continue to trace up and down your lips, eventually coming up to your clit. You slowly circle your finger around your clit.
You stop, you want to save it for later. You quickly dress and decide to go for a walk to clear your head before you get ready for dinner. You head out of the Castle, down the path, not really knowing where you were going. You are enjoying the mountain air and the last of the sun coming through the trees.