T-Girl fairy tale 1
Angel couldn’t help but smile as she thought about the first time she dallied with one of the stable boys. She had been sure she was madly in love with Roland. He had been a couple of years her senior and nicely muscled with shoulder length blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. He was always very nice to her and listened intently as she regaled him with tales from court. Whenever Angel was around him she had to try very hard to hide her interest in him from showing in her riding breeches.
Finally one day when Angel returned from her ride she couldn’t resist any longer and decided she had to have the older boy. She dismounted her horse, pushed him against one of the stall doors and kissed him passionately. When she broke the kiss he said,
“Princess Angel! I’m flattered, but I could get banished from the kingdom if I’m caught kissing you!”
“Believe me, I have much more than kissing in mind. After all I’m a young woman and it is time I tasted the fruits of love!”
Angel fumbled for the latch on the stable door and after popping the door open pushed him into the freshly cleaned stall. There was clean straw on the floor and grain in the manger awaiting Angel’s horse. Angel kissed Roland again and unabashedly slipped her hand down the front of his breeches gripping his firm penis in her hand. He wasn’t very big in that way but that held no concern for Angel, after all she was plenty big enough for both of them. With a quick pull of her other hand Angel untied the drawstring on Roland’s breeches and they dropped to the floor of the stable. She then grabbed his billowing shirt and easily pulled it over his head. Roland stood there naked with his breeches in a pool about his booted feet. Angel pulled her own shirt over her head and casually draped it over the top of the stable door. She reached out and pulled his mouth to her uncovered breast, moaning in ecstasy as its warm wetness enveloped her nipple. Roland wasn’t very experienced, but he was certainly enthusiastic and Angel noticed he was no longer protesting about banishment. As Roland roughly worked her nipple Angel untied her own breeches and let them drop around her feet. When Roland came up for air from his work on Angel’s nipple he saw how much she wanted him for the first time.
