The Pharaoh's Wedding Night (Ancient Egyptian Stepbrother/sister Pseudo Incest Marriage Erotica)
Rameses III has just gotten married to the girl of his dreams, the girl Queen Mother approves of, who incidentally also happens to be his stepsister, Nefertiti. It is the night, the special occasion where his newly wedded wife sits by his bedside, waiting for him to consummate their marriage. She's nervous, and so is he, but between the sheets, they learn to grow comfortable with each other! More
Rameses III has just gotten married to the girl of his dreams, the girl Queen Mother approves of, who just incidentally also happens to be his stepsister, Nefertiti. It is the night, the special occasion where his newly wedded wife sits by his bedside, waiting for him to consummate their marriage. She's nervous, and so is he, having known each other their whole lives, but their love is true and now, it's about to be tested!
[WARNING: This 2400 sweet erotic experience contains pseudo incest, virgins, an inexperienced couple on their wedding night, ancient Egyptian royalty, sweet nothings and little more. Adults only. All characters above 18.]
Rameses leaned over, taking in his newly-wedded wife's beautiful scent as he stroked her jet black hair and caressed the delicate soft skin on her cheek.
"You're more beautiful than you know, Nefertiti. And for me to be here with you now, makes me the luckiest man in the world."
"Oh Rameses. do you feel this?"
Nefertiti guided his hand over to her trembling bosom. Rameses gasped at the audacious gesture, but his eyes widened at the feeling of her thumping heart. It beat so loudly that even Rameses could feel her pulse reverberating through his body. Somehow, her anxiety became his anxiety personified.
He couldn't tell her that he was probably even more nervous about this than she was, could he? But somehow, having her share something like this with him made him less afraid, that he finally wasn't alone with his nerves.
"Nefertiti, my beautiful wife, there is nothing I would rather do than make you the happiest woman in all of Egypt."
"You already have, my love." She smiled, slowly removing the ceremonial wig upon his head.
She kept his body close to him, so that he warmed her in the midst of the cool desert air that blanketed the kingdom.
He closed his eyes and leaned towards her, as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do.
Watching him, Nefertiti closed hers as well. She would have well liked that the room was in complete darkness, thinking that such a thing would somehow mask the mixture of excited shame that was coursing through her veins. But somehow, she knew that Rameses would easily sense her anxiety in the light or in the darkness.
His lips fell upon hers. Oh how soft and delectable they were. There was no feeling quite like it in Nefertiti's limited experience of life. She soon found herself devouring Rameses with a hunger she didn't know she had.
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