It was a hot night as Princess Amria tossed and turned in her sleep. Waking up, she fumbling for ghee wax and a match for light. "It's so damn hot! I can't sleep a wink. Maybe I wouldn't be sleeping so crappy if I didn't have to get married tomorrow. I hate tradition!"
Yes it was for tradition. She was the daughter of the Maharaja Rohan. He had already married of her two sisters years before her. It was the way of life, especially for royalty.
Amria loosened her sari and walked around in her choli and thin lehenga. She placed her small candle flame behind a small sheath of curtain to dim the light, and walked over to her balcony. Looking out over the city, she sighed. This would be here last night here, unmarried and being able to look over the city undisturbed...
"I have to suffer either way..." Her thoughts wandered as she continued to look over the city, unaware of the dark figure approaching her balcony from the royal garden below...
He was breathing shallowly and waiting for her to return inside. He had waited so long to have her and couldn't wait anymore. Taking off his turban, he hid it amongst the tall bamboo trees and slowly crept towards the wall, covered in blossoming vines. He heaved a sigh of relief-- the trellis would be covered to help muffle any noise caused by his climbing. Slowly, he placed his hands and feet along the vine and climbed up. Years of climbing trees and trekking the desert had made his body limber and muscular, so climbing the vine was no problem for him. He was almost there, and the Princess had left the balcony and gone back inside...
Amria sat on the side of her bed and looked down at the engagement bracelet she received not 6 months ago from the man she would be marrying. "Why did I accept this stupid thing? Oh, I know why...I would have brought disgrace...why does he even like me anyway??" It was almost silly of her to ask that however, for Amria was quite beautiful in body and soul...the body being the most attractive and catching the most attention of men. She had large breasts with large brown nipples many a man would love to suck on, a slim waist, and wide hips, with a firm, full behind. Amria had once seen her muff's reflection above her bath pool and noticed that she had large pussy lips which were pink.
Her skin was a light olive tan, which was considered the most beautiful skin tone to have in her kingdom. Her hair was down to her hips, with waves and curls and was as dark as midnight. Her eyes were long and wide and almond shaped and slightly green with brown centers. Her lips were full and smooth, and her nose above them was small, with a gentle curve towards the end. She was regarded more beautiful than her older sisters and every suitor in neighboring kingdoms had asked her father for her hand in marriage, all but one she had refused.
Prince Kiran, for some reason, had caught her attention. She was not sure why she liked him. They had conversed and shared company on a few occassions and then one day...she had the gold bracelet with sapphires on her left wrist.
Not that she should complain. He was very handsome, brave, and intelligent. She knew that the other princesses from neighboring kingdoms would be jealous enough to kill her if they knew she was going to wed this man tomorrow. But no matter what, one thing made her nervous, no matter how many assurances she received about his wealth, the goodness of his family, Kiran's kind nature and warmth towards her, the respect and pride she'd bring her family...
Princess Amria was still a virgin and quite honestly, was scared witless about tomorrow night's upcoming event. She stood there and hugged herself, not from the cold breeze, but to calm herself while thinking about this...but little did she know of the dark figure behind her...
He stood there, entranced her Amria's long hair and the sight of her without her sari draped about her. His cock went hard.
Suddenly Amria saw a shadow from the flicker of the candle and turned around. "YOU!! What do you think you're doing, coming her at this time of night!?" "It's okay Amria, shh you don't need to be alarmed" Kiran said as he slowly approached her. Amria ran to her bed to retrieve her sari, but Kiran was faster. "You don't need it...I like how you look, my beautiful lotus."
Amria felt her face turn hot. "But...but this is not proper. What if one of the servants finds you here?? do you realize what will happen..."
"It's okay...take your clothes off..."
"WHAT!" Amria hissed loudly. "What is wrong with you?? we're getting married tomorrow so what difference--"
