A BDSM historical romance split into several installments. Hopefully you enjoy the first installment of Caleb and Eloise's story.
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Eloise Elizabeth Smith. She wrote the name and stared at it. She was no longer a Cleary, but a Smith, and would be forever more. She had married Caleb Smith because she was forced to by her family. Families like hers always had arranged marriages to families like his. Her mother said that Eloise was fortunate to be married to a young, handsome man who was kind such as Caleb. Eloise supposed she was right, however she also knew that Caleb could never fill the hole that existed after Samuel. She looked down at the ring circling her third finger of her left hand. It was a light, simple golden band but it may have been a 100 pound weight.
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After their first dinner as husband and wife, Caleb stood up and went to his new bride. Eloise was a beautiful, round woman. Caleb was a tall man, over six feet, and Eloise barely reached his shoulder. She was soft and curvy with the rosiest skin. He was eager to feel those curves against him and to take her light hair out of the pins and have it curl around his fingers. Pulling her chair out, he gestures towards the door. "Shall we, Lady Smith?"
Eloise smiled briefly and stood up. "Thank you." Caleb took her hand and lead her upstairs.
"My dearest Eloise. I am eager for a repeat of our wedding night, but with far less discomfort on your part. I want to show you how enjoyable it can be for you." He opened the door to their bedroom. The massive bed had been in his family for many generations. The coverlet was gold and purple, one he had ordered specifically for his bride-to-be. Caleb led her to the bed and stood behind her. He had excused her lady's maid for the night.
He slowly pulled the pins one by one from her hair, watching each curl escape and fall around her shoulders and down her back. Once he had unpinned her hair, he filled his hands with her curls and ran his fingers firmly up her scalp, tugging ever so lightly and massaging her scalp. Eloise had been standing silently, her body tight, but he felt some of the tension release from her and a very small sigh escaped. He smiled and continued to massage her scalp. He then let his fingers curl up in her hair and pulled it, just a little, to help guide her head back to his shoulder. He kissed the nape of her neck, then allowed himself a small nip. She let out a shocked noise. Caleb pulled back and moved to her dress, unbuttoning each button slowly, exposing her chemise. With the last button and tie, he slipped the dress off her shoulders and it pooled at her feet. He admired her shape, the round fullness of her bottom, the swell of her hips. The primal part of him wanted to rip through the rest of her clothing and shove his cock deep inside her, but not yet. The day would come when he could do that, with her trust and submission but first, he must show her what her body could feel.
Off came the rest of her underthings, just as slow. With each patch of skin he uncovered, he touched and kissed. When she stood naked, he admired her backside, then knelt behind her and kissed her bottom. He reached his hands around her and stroked her belly. It was round and soft, which he loved. She had some padding on her body, curves everywhere, which he found wildly attractive on a woman. He kissed and nipped at her bottom and his hands ran down to the hair between her legs. He dipped his fingers in and felt dampness. Eloise jerked away.
"What are you doing?" She gasped.
Caleb spun her around and pressed her onto the bed.
"You will see."
Her legs hung over the side of the bed, and Caleb knelt between them. Eloise was wildly uncomfortable and didn't know what he was going to do. She'd felt this before, the wetness and burning between her thighs when Samuel had... Well, she had felt it before. However, no one had ever touched it. Eloise felt Caleb kiss her thigh. He moved his mouth up and then he buried his head between her thighs and his mouth was on her, there.. In that spot. She felt his tongue probing and she moaned and screamed. Eloise went to push his head away but ended up pushing it further in.
Caleb tasted her sweet pussy and it made him wild. He licked the little clit, hidden between the folds and felt her hands in his hair. He was so pleased that she was feeling pleasure bit even more pleased that obviously he was the first who had been here. He knew she was a virgin but couldn't know if another man had been here before him. He delved in deeper, nipping at her clit then sucking it into his mouth. He reached up and pressed her back so she laid on the bed. Before Caleb brought his hands back down to her sweet little pussy, he pinched the nipples of her large breasts. She yelped but he felt a surge of wetness come from her pussy. Excellent, she had enjoyed the pinch.
He lapped at her clit and used one finger to stroke her entrance. She was pressing against his face and making small noises. He pulled away and said, "No Eloise, louder. Don't hide your pleasure."
Eloise covered her face, embarrassed. He reached up and pinched her nipples again. She cried out, then he slid the finger inside of her. The walls of her pussy clenched at his finger and she gasped. "Make noises Eloise. Don't hold it back." He went back to her clit and licked it rapidly. He felt the walls of her pussy spasm and a floor gushed out of her. Oh yes, he thought. He loved when women had orgasms like men. When fluid came squirting out of them. He licked it all up them sucked the fluid off his fingers.
Caleb pulled himself up onto the bed beside her. She was breathing heavily and her entire body was still quivering. He pulled her onto her side and laid facing her.
"You have orgasms like a man, pet. Did you know that?" In the dim light, he saw her turn bright red. She didn't respond.
"Please answer me." He tweaked her nipple.
