The Prince's Ejaculation

A royal prince has been engaged to a beautiful little girl since he was three. Now that they're both 14, they can get to the serious business of making babies!

Part One

It was the year 1907. Prince Amir, the heir apparent to his father’s throne as the sultan of a minor Middle Eastern enclave, had reached “the age of maturity.” That meant he had celebrated his fourteenth birthday. It was a major milestone in the teen’s life. At that age, Prince Amir could run the small sultanate by himself if his father passed away. It also meant he could begin to assemble a harem.

The choice of his first wife was obvious. Since the age of three it had been arranged that Prince Amir would marry a delightful girl named Paulina, the daughter of a royal courtier. Even at that very young age, everyone could tell that Paulina would eventually mature into a fabulous beauty. She and Prince Amir had been playmates since the age of two. They obviously adored each other. Thus, within the space of a year, the sultan arranged for his son and his friend’s daughter to be married the day after Paulina turned 14. Prince Amir was slightly more than two months older than she was.

From the day in 1896 when Paulina was officially announced as the future first wife of Prince Amir, she was constantly under the watchful eye of at least one guardian 24 hours a day. This was for her general safety and to protect her virtue. Prince Amir liked the idea of marrying Paulina and often sweetly kissed his future bride on her cheek. That was the extent of how much affection he was permitted to display to her prior to their marriage—even if he was the future ruler of the sultanate.

However, Prince Amir was not bound to premarital celibacy as Paulina was. When he reached puberty just before his twelfth birthday, the sultan—as was long the custom of royal fathers—quietly procured and endless array of prostitutes for his son to learn the mechanics of sex and to generally sow his wild oats. These girls were often imported from European countries and would perform various sexual activities with Prince Amir. Anything (and everything) was allowed—except full sexual intercourse. A voyeuristic chaperone would observe the carnal shenanigans to ensure that important line was not crossed. There could be no risk of bastard children with riffraff mothers causing chaos within the royal family and its line of succession to the throne. The sultan was pleased by the chaperone’s reports that his son was a normal, healthy, robust, virile male who enjoyed the charms of the western whores. Receiving oral sex and ejaculating on the harlots’ breasts were Prince Amir’s favorite sexual activities. The prince liked to brag to his male playmates that having sex with very compliant females “must be the greatest pastime in the world.”

Prince Amir had his fourteenth birthday on April 19, 1907. Very prominent at his huge birthday celebration, of course, was the beautiful Paulina, his fiancée. With her captivating brown eyes and shimmering black hair, she was as beautiful as had been predicted more than a decade before. The prince patiently accepted the good wishes of the party’s numerous attendees, but he was transfixed by his soon-to-be wife. There were 300 guests, but only one mattered to Prince Amir—the girl he had loved and kissed since he was barely more than a toddler. Paulina’s fourteenth birthday was June 23. By custom, she and Prince Amir would be married the following day. That was so they could begin producing children as soon as possible. Their first son, whenever he arrived, would automatically be second in line to the sultanate’s throne.

Paulina’s birthday was a subdued affair. Much more effort went into preparing the following day’s royal wedding on June 24. It was a lavish party, with many European heads of state or representatives witnessing the marriage rites. Immediately after the wedding banquet, another quaint tradition followed. This one was a private one. A holy man blessed Prince Amir’s genitals and asked the Supreme Being to make the new husband fertile and fruitful. Paulina was going through a similar female ceremony, with her vagina being blessed for the same reasons. A team of bridal attendants immersed her in special bath water that smelled wonderfully of tropical fruit. Prince Amir was served special tea loaded with ginseng to increase his sexual prowess. He eagerly downed three steaming cups of the potent beverage to make sure he was well prepared for his upcoming horizontal festivities.

Shortly after midnight, the couple was led to a special bed chamber in the royal palace where heirs to the sultan’s throne and their new brides had spent their wedding nights for the past 350 years.

Part Two

Neither Paulina nor Prince Amir were supposed to have seen the room before their wedding night far in the future. However, one day five years earlier, when they were both nine years old, they managed to elude their chaperones for a few minutes and got a brief peek at the famous honeymoon bedroom. It was luxurious in every way, but its most prominent feature was the artwork: drawings, paintings and murals of couples actively engaging in various sexual acts. They apparently existed as decorations in case the newlyweds were short of ideas and inspiration. The naive children giggled at the images until they were shooed away when finally spotted by their concerned guardians. On their wedding night, as sexually eager teens, they had much the same reaction to the artwork as they had when they were children.

“Oh, Amir, we must try that one!” said Paulina as she pointed to an artist’s depiction of a young couple engaging in sex. It showed the male standing up and supporting the female in his arms while penetrating her with his erection.

Amir smiled at Paulina and simply said to her, “Perhaps. We certainly can’t go wrong by trying it, I suppose.” However, Prince Amir was more attracted by a tall and narrow, extremely sexy, charcoal drawing of a male whose dripping penis had just been withdrawn from a female’s vagina, having left her sex organ overflowing with his jism. “That’s more like it!” he said to himself. Fully sated with ginseng-laced tea, he hoped to duplicate the artist’s vision of a successful act of coitus with beautiful Paulina.

For several weeks, Prince Amir had been reading explicit books on sexual matters and receiving unsolicited but helpful advice from older male friends about what to do and how to do it on his wedding night. (Many advice-givers were plainly envious of the fact he would have the enjoyment of bedding the lovely Paulina.) The prevailing opinion was that Prince Amir should aspire to be the dominant sexual partner from the get-go. He had no objection to that idea, of course.

After nervously gawking at the erotic art for several minutes, Prince Amir guided his new wife to their wedding bed. They sat on a corner of it and embraced for several minutes without disrobing. Amir eventually placed his hands on his wife’s breasts, which were still concealed by her wedding attire. He gave them loving caresses. He noted that Paulina was not nearly as busty as almost any of the whores whom he’d had fun with for the past two years, but that didn’t matter at all to him.

He helped Paulina remove her long, white dress. It was a bit of an ordeal because the amount of lace and other materials it was made from was impressive. Luckily Paulina had put it on and removed it half a dozen times in the weeks leading up to her wedding day, so she had plenty of experience dealing with its bulk. Seeing Paulina’s 14-year-old breasts for the first time was worth the wait for Prince Amir. They were well-formed, lovely objects that exuded femininity and seemed ideal for feeding the numerous babies he hoped to father with her. By the time Paulina was completely nude, the pleasant, fruity scent of her recent bath pervaded the room. Amir loved it! It was especially strong when he explored her nether regions. He could not wait to intimately discover that delicate region of his new bride’s body.

Removing his wedding tuxedo was a cinch for Prince Amir compared to the layers of clothing his bride had worn. In less than two minutes he was standing before her. He was sporting a prominent erection. Perhaps it was due to the large dose of ginseng, but it was more likely from pure sexual anticipation. “Paulina, my love,” he confessed, “I’ve been waiting to give you a thorough screwing since we were last in this bedroom five years ago,” he said honestly. “Evan as a nine-year-old, looking at the art on the walls here gave me so many ideas…”

Paulina giggled and then surprised her husband by reaching forward and gently grasping his firm erection with both hands. “It’s very hard,” she told him as a compliment. “That’s a good thing, isn’t it?”

“Absolutely,” the prince confirmed with a delighted grin. “I’d say it’s about perfect for our baby-making activities tonight. Let’s get started right away, please.”

Paulina had been apprised of what she could expect on her wedding night, but she was surprised—and pleasantly so—by her young husband’s fixation on her vagina with his hands and especially his mouth. She had been told that some men liked to orally stimulate females’ vaginas, but they were rarities, so she should not count on that type of sexual attention on her wedding night. However, Prince Amir was so attracted by the appealing scent of strawberries and oranges from his wife’s bathwater that he immediately began licking her hairy pussy. (She would later thank her bridesmaids with expensive gifts!) The sensation was a complete revelation to Paulina, who became wet quite quickly. She assumed that was a good thing, too.

Prince Amir, after getting his fill of his wife’s vaginal secretions, next treated himself to her breasts. He had always enjoyed the tits of the hookers he was given for fun and general sexual experience. Amir figured he’d derive the same sort of pleasure from his wife’s smaller but highly arousing boobs. At first, lying beside her, Prince Amir embraced Paulina from behind so he could fondle her treasures with both his eager hands. He discovered they were as fun to grope and manipulate as the whoppers of a particular Italian harlot named Gina whom he was fond of manhandling. Automatically, he moved to rubbing his erection across Paulina’s hard nipples as he had done so often with the pros his father had hired for him. Paulina thought it was quite amusing—even more so when she saw this exact same sex act depicted brightly in one of the bedroom’s sexy murals.

In the past, Prince Amir often merrily ejaculated across his bedmate’s tits, but he knew that was not what was expected of him now. His task was to expand the royal family’s tree for another generation. Coming on Paulina’s tits, however desirable that might be, was counterproductive to the task at hand. He had been told by his father not to waste a single drop of his semen if he could help it. Every last remnant of it was supposed to end up in Paulina’s pussy to fertilize an egg. The sultan had been dead serious about that, and Prince Amir dared not displease his father, the all-powerful sultan. Somehow, he knew his father would find out what brought him to a sexual climax—and there would be hell to pay if he hadn’t followed the paternal advice.

“I think it’s time for us to begin our fucking!” he confidently and emphatically told Paulina as he still cupped her breasts.

“That’s why I married you!” she reminded him. Paulina would be a fun wife to have for the next 60 or 70 years, the Crown Prince thought to himself.

Amir was eager to penetrate a female’s vagina for the first time in his short life. He had enjoyed just about every other sexual activity known to humanity thanks to the vast array of hookers he’d had dalliances with, but true sexual intercourse would be something utterly new to him.

Despite Paulina’s suggestion when they first stepped into the bedroom, Prince Amir decided to screw his bride in the very basic, tried-and-true missionary position for intercourse. Accordingly, he mounted her and shoved his penis slowly but surely into her love hole. The feeling was both new and fabulous for him. Paulina obviously liked it, too. A noticeable glow came across her face as her husband’s hard dick plowed deeper and deeper inside her vagina. They got into a fine rhythm of screwing as the prince moved in and out of her. On three or four occasions, he carelessly withdrew too far and had to reinsert his stiff dick back where it was supposed to go. Both husband and wife laughed good-naturedly whenever it happened. This was all a new and wonderful experience to the young royal couple—and mistakes were bound to occur.

Prince Amir was experiencing blissful enjoyment. His prostitutes’ services had always been fun for him, but without full vaginal penetration with any of them, his interactions with those girls left something to be desired. Paulina was providing that something. Her virgin vagina was wonderfully tight on his throbbing phallus. It was practically drawing him deep inside her.

“Let’s make lots of babies, Paulina—starting tonight!” He sweetly told her between blissful groans. Paulina seemed all in favor of the suggestion. She nodded vigorously and kissed him as their fucking continued.

Finally, the inevitable occurred. Prince Amir said nothing to the sexy creature beneath him as he came to a fantastic orgasm. It seemed like a ceaseless flow of warm cum exited his penis and was propelled into his wife’s waiting womb. It was the greatest feeling the royal prince had ever experienced. Like in the one panel of artwork decorating the bedroom, when he withdrew his penis from his bride, a stream of cum came with it. Not wanting to disobey his all-powerful father, Prince Amir desperately tried to push it back in using a combination of his hands and his penis. This caused Paulina to laugh. Eventually the prince joined her and laughed even louder himself.

The prince discovered how wonderful it was to be his age and sexually active. Sexual recuperation could happen quite quickly. He had two more ejaculations that night. Of course, neither was as prodigious as the first one had been, but not one single drop of semen escaped Paulina’s pussy. Mission accomplished! At least that’s what both sex partners thought.

As was customary, Prince Amir notified his father early the following morning that his wedding night had been a success for the purposes of copulation. Remarkably, the loads of Prince Amir’s semen that had been deposited into Paulina’s lovely vagina with gusto failed to make her pregnant. It would take Paulina nearly a year to “be with child”. That was the polite term the sultanate’s daily newspapers typically used. By that time, Prince Amir had married two other teens his same age. One of them, an auburn stunner named Georgia, proved to be exceptionally fertile. She gave birth exactly nine months after their wedding night. Their baby was a son, whom they named Jaffer. That automatically put Jaffer second in line for the throne. Moreover, when Paulina gave birth 20 months after her wedding day, the child was a girl.

As was also customary, Prince Amir became a polygamist, eventually wedding five other willing female courtiers. As he aged, he kept on marrying teenagers. He confided to his friends that he preferred “the young ones with tight vaginas.” He said the very same thing to his father—who had married 23 females during his reign. “Of course you do!” his father replied with incredulity. “What normal male doesn’t want a tight pussy to fuck?”

Amir seemed to have the best of all things. He truly loved Paulina more than any of his other wives, but Georgia was the ultimate baby-making machine. If Amir wanted another child in a hurry, he deposited a load of sperm into Georgia’s pussy—which he kiddingly referred to as “Georgia’s Gorge” and to her generally as “my reliable baby dispenser.” She eventually had a dozen of his children within a period of 16 years.

However, if Prince Amir wanted to create a child out of love, he happily screwed his first wife with the same passion he had on that first night. Paulina continued to have difficulties in conceiving, however. (Paulina only got pregnant four times during their long marriage, despite literally sharing thousands of fucks that climaxed with substantial cum shots.) They eventually realized that they seemed to have the best results in achieving a pregnancy when they fucked while the prince was standing and holding Paulina in his arms—the very same sex act that Paulina eagerly wanted to try on their memorable wedding night back in June 1907. They jokingly called it the Paulina Position.