King Frederick I
Copyright© 2019 by jamesbreitbart
Chapter 5
Historical Sex Story: Chapter 5 - In an alternate history of Britain, the son of Princess Charlotte of Wales becomes King upon the death of George IV in 1830. Partially orphaned by the death of his mother and intentionally separated from his foreign father, King Frederick I is primarily influenced by the unconventional ideas of his nurse. Unlike the conservative backlash experienced in our timeline, Britain is about to enter a new age of sexual liberation.
Caution: This Historical Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Heterosexual Fiction Historical Steampunk Alternate History Sharing Group Sex Harem Exhibitionism First Petting Pregnancy Nudism Politics Royalty
Lady Diana Cavendish, 8 April, 1832
I next saw His Majesty at the opening of the Princess Charlotte Hospital, which Edward had prevailed upon Mother to allow me to attend. We were placed directly behind the King, underneath a portico at the building’s front entrance. I did think the speech he made, expressing his hopes that one day no child should have to grow up motherless as he did, quite touching, and I am sure the display of emotion on his poor father’s face moved everyone that saw it.
After the opening his majesty gave a ball at the palace. I was delighted when he asked me for the first dance.
“I see you’ve given up tight lacing,” he remarked.
“Yes, my brother prevailed upon Mamma. He said it was out of fashion at court.”
“Well, I’m certainly trying to make it so. My influence upon patterns of dress has been rather gradual.”
I looked around the room. The Brighton set, including the king, wore silk court dress and were barefoot. The rest of the gentlemen wore more traditional velvet suits with hose, and while I was not the only unlaced lady, I was certainly in the minority.
“I hear your influence is rather stronger at Brighton,” I remarked, keeping my fingers crossed that he would not take offense to my humour.
Instead, he found it quite amusing. “There the style is more of undress. I’m going back there as soon as Parliament recesses, you know.”
“You aren’t staying for the remainder of the season?”
“I find the season at Brighton much more stimulating. In fact, I was hoping you would be able to join me for at least a portion of it.”
I was rather startled at the sudden request. “I should very much like to,” I managed to say, “I just don’t know if Mother will permit it.”
“I shall tell her that ladies are permitted to wear clothes when bathing, although, not all females in Brighton comport themselves as ladies.” As he said this, he raised an eyebrow suggestively.
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