A Nun deflowered

The sun shone. Leaves rustled gently in the picnic. The brook babbled noisily. Lambs frolicked and played. I was bored. Two hours to spare. Everyone working hard when they saw me approach, then slacking I was bored frustrated and angry.

I wanted a plump bird, though not a plump dame's inevitable materialisation, or a mulct lady, though not a exquisitely noblewoman's acid clapper. The bordello was an hour hence by horse which would make me previous home. The day was not going well.

I spied the Convent in the distance. Built upon my nation I maintained the Droit de Signeur over the occupants, though I admit I seldom exercised it. For where is the pleasure in ploughing an unwilling wench ? Some may savour forcing their penis up an unwilling channel but not I. I like a epithelial duct love feast, moistened, ready and willing.

I rode to the door and secured my steed. I banged the door with the heavy atomic number 26 knocker.

"Go away,"a woman said.

"outdoors the door !"I ordered,"Do you not know who I am ?"

"Maker tyke, father to half the orphans in our care,"the woman said harshly,"Go away."

"I shall not, I shall have you for your insolence if you do not hold open a polite lingua,"I insisted as I spoke through the key hole.

The door bolts were withdrawn and the threshold swung. A nun glowered at me,"What do you want as if I do not know."

"Why an stainless wench wherein to exercise my cockstaff,"I explained reasonably,"As is my right."

"Then you must see the female parent superior,"she said,"postponement here."

The waiting was eternal. Then the female parent Superior and aged spinster of some 100 years by the facial expression of her and two assistant Nuns swept in.

"noble Goth, I understand you wish to exercise your carnal right field ?"the Mother Superiors help asked sarcastically.

"Indeed,"I agreed, she must take been 60 years if a day, thought fully merry unlike the old crow.

"Dear god why ? It is 18 100 and Two, not the darkness ages, we seek to eschew the life of debauchery and yet you defile us."she railed.

"Sister Martha,"the old Corvus chided.

"Madam how can you eschew that of which you know nothing ?"I asked.

"I have see the pain in the ass of childbirth many multiplication,"she said.

"And never known the delight of a soundly cockstaffing, that is no basis for public debate,"I taunted.

"Oh very well, the new tyro await you,"she conceded.

I went to their dorm. It hit me like a fist, they were so Lester Willis Young."Are they of age ?"I queried.

"Why yes, it is you who have grown old,"she taunted.

"I am but thirty six,"I insisted.

"And I dare say one or more is your daughter sir,"she spoke barbedly. And probably truly for I had been exercising the right on don's behalf since my own approaching of age.

"One more Word of God and I'll utilization my right on you,"I threatened.

"Too late, your Church Father forced his evil process within me already,"she smirked.

The third gear Nun looked on, her robes were Charles Grey not black,"And you madam ?"I asked,"Or have you taken a vow of silence ?"

She looked at the floor.

"Sister Cecile is taking a rest curative, she is exhausted from her labours among fallen women in the Metropolis."

She looked quite comely.

"Fallen women ?"I asked.

"Indeed, poor disclose adult female forced into bacchanalia by wickedness men such as you,"the Second Earl Grey drape nun answered.

"And paid well for doing what they crave,"I countered.

"Crave, they detest every moment,"she replied.

"And how would you know, had a cockstaff up you have you ?"I asked angrily.

"No !"she insisted.

"A bride of Jesus Christ as yet unfucked,"I smiled,"Then madam I fear our paths are about to entwine."

"What ?"she asked.

"I am afraid God Almighty Goth has a right hand to every maid's hymen,"the onetime Nun explained."Every amah on the estate before her marriage must deliver her virginal membrane to Creator Goth, it is written in to the natural endowment of land for the Convent from Almighty Goth the third."

"amah ?"the nun asked awkwardly.

"housemaid, girl any unplucked pure,"the older nun continued,"His Fatherhood took mine."

"Then thank heaven I am not of the parish,"the Zane Grey nun replied.

"It makes no conflict,"the older nun insisted,"It is his right."

"I should rather die,"the grey clad nun insisted, but her boldness flushed red as she said it.

I cast an eye over her robes as much as I could. She looked quite slim down yet house as far as I could tell, not too grandiloquent nor short, pale hide unblemished, a pleasant nose, nice even Edward White teeth, a not entirely evil scowl, eminently fuckable.

"Very well, the convent will piss an admirable cow shed."I countered

"You jest, you are taunting me !"she insisted.

"And you will stakes the futurity of the Convent upon it ?"I asked.

"Very well you have until mid night."I replied,"You know where I reside."

"Wait my Lord, exact a glass of wine,"the older nun suggested.

"madam I need to a greater extent than a shabu of wine, send the wench or take your things,"I insisted,"You have until mid night, if I can not make the dame you shall vacate the premises forthwith, do you interpret ?"

"He is taunting us,"the grey clad nun blustered.

"I wish you right day,"I replied icily and went for my horse.

I had not gone three furlongs when I heard a plaintive cry,"wait !"

A grayness raiment figure was rushing after me,"Come back !"she shouted.

I ambled on, and she chased after me, her long doll hitched up to her waist as she ran along the rutted track until at length I stopped.

"I submit,"she gasped as she caught up with me.

"Really ?"I enquired,"You sound unenthusiastic ?"

"I shall submit, I have no enthusiasm, but I shall render, no more."she answered.

"Then that is not enough, you must ask for my foolery,"I smirked as my member stiffened delightfully.

"Ask ?"she queried.

"Plead for a distance of my cockshaft, I taunted.

"Very well, please,"she asked in annoyance.

"Say ‘ Please strut me,"I taunted.

"Oh just do it !"she sighed and she lofted her wench to her chin.

She was entirely bare beneath. Her breasts hung like ripe pears, her mound hid beneath a flurry of halcyon curls and her nipple were roused and her quim glistened.

"Oh you poor thing,"I teased as I dismounted from my steed,"Your motivation must be assuaged forthwith !"

There was a barn, and a stone bulwark but my dander was up and I was not to be delayed, I pushed her gently against the wall and extracted my member.

I spread her knees and as she hid her facial expression behind her wench I eased my swollen member gently within her.

It was promised land, nothing mattered but she and I. My member slid liquidly within her womb, tightly yet oh so pleasantly. She gasped at my intrusion, but then merely whimpered.

I floated as if on a cloud as I ploughed her so much so that I barely notice two bumpkin as the approached with a flock of sheep.

"lower berth your skirt hem I wish to kiss you,"I whispered.

"Nnng,"she muttered,"No !"

All too soon my seed was boiling, gushing, spilling. It shot furiously through my cockstaff and exploded within her virgin womb.

She shuddered and cried and dropped the hem of her dame. Her eyes were fully of tears and a whorl of red escaped her mouth where she had bitten her lip.

"Ohhh that's sooo respectable,"I gasped as I held her tightly. I remained in nirvana as my member convulsed and convulsed again filling her with my seed.

I pulled at the cowl covering her headway and released her favorable curls and kissed her neck marking her as mine with a love bite.

Suddenly it was over. Sheep were Baa-ing around us, yokels looked on. My breeches were around my ankles.

"Evenin'original, Evenin'Master, captain,"they said in turn as they looked on,"Evenin'Miss."

The nun, for I still knew not her public figure, blushed crimson as I withdrew and allowed her skirts to fall hiding her comely legs.

"You brute, you monster !"she railed, but there was no sincerity.

"Next clock time will be with tenderheartedness,"I promised.

"What next time ?"she asked,"I have honoured my function of the bargain."

"looking around,"I said."Three yahoo, goodness men and confessedly witnessed our pairing, neither of us are conjoin, that makes us married in common law."

"I do not understand,"she said as she sat down on the grass beside the Harlan Fisk Stone wall.

"Quite simple, a common law marriage,"I paused."Our union has been witnessed, we are wed in park law, your day as a nun are ended,"I lied but she knew no different.

"No, it can not be !"she protested.

"Of trend if either of us fornicate with another before sunset it is anulled,"I taunted,"But then we will have to bear the blacksmith firebrand you as a whore."

I fastened my breeches, she smoothed down her robe."I have quite an appetence. The kitchen awaits. Come !"I ordered.

I led the cavalry and somewhat to my surprise the nun followed.

"Ostler, my horse."I bellowed as I flung his reins over the hitching military post just inside the courtyard beside my house.

"Food,"I bellowed as I entered the kitchen.

She followed,"Are you always so rude ?"she asked.

"Yes,"I replied,"Now get out of those ludicrous robes."

She demurred.

"Out I say,"I repeated and I simply lofted the whole monstrous shapeless tent over her headway leaving her shocked but near naked.

Her breasts hung nicely, her belly was savorless, her pile nestled beneath the softest covering of down, her articulatio coxae were inflexible, her thighs shapely and almost of all her teats were roused.

She looked me in the eye,"Are you well-chosen now ? Am I humiliated sufficiently or should I bat the flooring clean with my knife ?"

"I don't want to chagrin you,"I explained,"I just want to let my seed fly within you, you are very comely, almost beautiful. Sate my needs, train away the forethought of the day with your sweetly candy kiss and soft womb."

"Not here, is there a sleeping accommodation ?"she replied to my surprisal. I expected protests.

"Why yes, of course., upstairs."I led the way up the stairs to my room, I opened the room access."What do you think ?"

She had to be impressed, my four posting bed, the window with panoramic views over my park.

She walked to the window and stared.

I bolted the threshold, threw aside my jacket, slipped off my shirt and dropped my breeches. I even took off my socks.

I walked across and stood behind her. I cupped her boob. I kissed her articulatio humeri. She shuddered."Its beautiful."she said softly.

"bend dexter forward, take your weightiness on the window sill,"I whispered."I wish to mount you."

"Like a horse ?"she asked sarcastically.

"Yes like a whore,"I answered."A very desirable whore."

"But pure not raddled with disease like the street sporting lady,"she said,"I heard such narration of depravity."

My member nuzzled her womb lip and eased gently inside."Oooh !"she giggled,"Such depravity as."

"You believe I could never imagine ?"I enquired."May I assure you that I have a very fertile imagination."

"They said it pained them,"she said dreamily,"But."

"Do you like that,"I asked.

"Yes,"she said awkwardly,"You did entail it when you said we were wed in common law ?"

"I lied, we shall go to hell for this,"I admitted.

"Then loose your passion, fix it worth the sacrifice !"she insisted,"For I own I am in Shangri-la already."

I gently squeezed her tit between finger and thumb and nuzzled her neck..

"Unleash your warmth for I am ready for,"she uttered.

"Hush my saint, some moments more, enjoy our sharing,"I uttered but it was too tardily. The sap had risen and shot forth like a bolt to sate her fires.

I held her even as my extremity shrank. I saw her face reflected in the window glass, all dishevelled, glowing with drop of perspiration and smiling.

"Oh my Almighty, those women said they passed through torture and yet,"she uttered.

"They do indeed,"I replied,"But you are either a rearing whore or you have an attracter for me ?"

"I do not realise ?"she queried.

"Your parts moistened at my skin senses,"I explained,"Maybe it was an unconscious desire, a subliminal reaction to any man's depredation, or maybe it was my persona which gave rise to it."

"I have had no other touch me, how can I know ?"she asked earnestly.

"What say you that we work relentlessly through the whole gamut of those whores tales, every spot and perversion they have regaled you with and some besides."

"It would take week or month,"she explained.

"So ?"I queried,"What is you hurry."

"I am unwed, I shall surely be with child and,"she replied.

"So if you are a very expert little whore and faithful I shall earnestly reckon wedding you,"I promised.

"You will not regret it for a moment I promise,"she agreed,"How soon does your sap rise anew."

"After supper, shall we assemble mother first ?"I asked.

"Oh,"she said and sounded almost disappointed,"But what shall I assume ?"

Her robe were still downstairs. I found her one of my white shirts, she looked very comely in it. I thought of England to stop myself becoming aroused too soon and we went in lookup of mother.


To be continued if I get 80 % plus