A Nun deflowered

The sun shone. Leaves rustled gently in the breeze. The brook babbled noisily. Lambs frolicked and played. I was bored. Two 60 minutes to give up. Everyone working hard when they saw me plan of attack, then slacking I was bored defeated and angry.

I wanted a plump wench, though not a plump dame's inevitable progeny, or a hunky-dory Lady, though not a fine Lady's acid tongue. The cathouse was an hour hence by Equus caballus which would make me lately home. The day was not going well.

I spied the Convent in the distance. Built upon my acres 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 skirt ? Some may enjoy forcing their appendage up an unwilling channel but not I. I like a distribution channel agape, moistened, ready and willing.

I rode to the door and secured my steed. I banged the door with the heavy iron knocker.

"Go away,"a woman said.

"open air the room access !"I ordered,"Do you not fuck who I am ?"

"noble Goth, sire to half the orphans in our tending,"the woman said harshly,"Go away."

"I shall not, I shall receive you for your insolence if you do not keep a civil tongue,"I insisted as I spoke through the key hole.

The threshold bolt of lightning were withdrawn and the door swung.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 mother superior,"she said,"Wait here."

The wait was interminable. Then the female parent Superior and aged spinner of some 100 days by the spirit of her and two assistant Nuns swept in.

"Lord Goth, I understand you wish to exert your carnal right field ?"the mother superordinate helper asked sarcastically.

"Indeed,"I agreed, she must give been 60 yr if a day, thought fully alert unlike the old crow.

"Dear god why ? It is xviii hundred and Two, not the dark age, we seek to eschew the life story of debauchery and yet you defile us."she railed.

"Sister Martha,"the old crow chided.

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

"I have see the painful sensation of childbirth many clock time,"she said.

"And never known the delight of a honest cockstaffing, that is no fundament for disputation,"I taunted.

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

I went to their dorm room. It hit me like a clenched fist, they were so Brigham 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 field on father's behalf since my own coming of age.

"One Thomas More word and I'll exercise my right on you,"I threatened.

"Too late, your father forced his evil extremity within me already,"she smirked.

The third Nun looked on, her gown were grey not blackamoor,"And you madam ?"I asked,"Or have you taken a vow of silence ?"

She looked at the floor.

"baby Cecile is taking a repose remedy, she is exhausted from her Labour Party among fallen women in the Metropolis."

She looked quite comely.

"Fallen char ?"I asked.

"Indeed, poor broken women forced into debauchery by malevolent men such as you,"the grey garb nun answered.

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

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

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

"No !"she insisted.

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

"What ?"she asked.

"I am afraid Almighty Goth has a right to every maiden's maidenhead,"the older Nun explained."Every housemaid on the estate of the realm before her marriage must cede her hymen to overlord Goth, it is written in to the gift of land for the Convent from Lord Goth the third."

"Maid ?"the nun asked awkwardly.

"housemaid, girl any unplucked pure,"the old nun continued,"His beginner took mine."

"Then thank Shangri-la I am not of the parish,"the grey nun replied.

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

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

I cast an eye over her robes as much as I could. She looked quite slim yet firm as far as I could tell, not too tall nor short, pallid skin unblemished, a pleasant nose, nice even white teeth, a not entirely immorality scowl, eminently fuckable.

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

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

"And you will wager the future of the Convent upon it ?"I asked.

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

"time lag my Lord, accept a glassful of wine,"the older nun suggested.

"Madam I need to a greater extent than a glass of vino, send the doll or pack your matter,"I insisted,"You have until mid Night, if I can not have the doll you shall vacate the assumption forthwith, do you understand ?"

"He is taunting us,"the greyness habilitate nun blustered.

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

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

A grey garb figure was rushing after me,"Come back !"she shouted.

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

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

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

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

"Then that is not enough, you must ask for my indulgence,"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 cock me,"I taunted.

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

She was entirely simple beneath. Her tit hung like ripe pears, her mound hid beneath a flurry of fortunate lock and her teats were roused and her quim glistened.

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

There was a barn, and a Edward Durell Stone wall 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 boldness behind her wench I eased my swollen member gently within her.

It was nirvana, naught mattered but she and I. My member slid liquidly within her uterus, tightly yet oh so pleasantly. She gasped at my trespass, 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 mickle of sheep.

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

"Nnng,"she muttered,"No !"

All too soon my semen 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 skirt. Her eyes were full of tears and a curl of red escaped her mouth where she had bitten her lip.

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

I pulled at the cowl covering her headway and released her golden gyre and kissed her neck marking her as mine with a love sharpness.

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

"Evenin'skipper, Evenin'Master, schoolmaster,"they said in turn as they looked on,"Evenin'Miss."

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

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

"Next metre will be with tenderness,"I promised.

"What next fourth dimension ?"she asked,"I have honoured my part of the bargain."

"facial expression around,"I said."Three yahoo, estimable men and on-key witnessed our matrimony, neither of us are espouse, that makes us married in park law."

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

"Quite simple, a vulgar law wedlock,"I paused."Our join has been witnessed, we are wed in common law, your days as a nun are ended,"I lied but she knew no different.

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

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

I fastened my breeches, she smoothed down her robe."I have quite an appetence. The kitchen awaits. arrive !"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 natural ?"she asked.

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

She demurred.

"Out I say,"I repeated and I simply lofted the whole monstrous shapeless tent over her head leaving her appal but about naked.

Her breasts hung nicely, her belly was two-dimensional, her hill nestled beneath the softest covering of down, her articulatio coxae were sturdy, her thighs shapely and most of all her nipple were roused.

She looked me in the eye,"Are you happy now ? Am I humiliated sufficiently or should I work out the floor clean with my tongue ?"

"I don't want to abase you,"I explained,"I just want to let my seminal fluid fly within you, you are very comely, almost beautiful. fill my need, admit away the forethought of the day with your sweet kisses and lenient womb."

"Not here, is there a bedroom ?"she replied to my surprise. I expected protests.

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

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

She walked to the window and stared.

I bolted the door, 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 breasts. I kissed her shoulder. She shuddered."Its beautiful."she said softly.

"Bend forward, take your weight on the window sill,"I whispered."I wish to mount you."

"Like a Equus caballus ?"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 penis nuzzled her womb brim 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 fecund imagination."

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

"Do you like that,"I asked.

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

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

"Then let loose your passion, make it worth the sacrifice !"she insisted,"For I own I am in heaven already."

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

"Unleash your passion for I am gear up for,"she uttered.

"hush my angel, some moments more, enjoy our communion,"I uttered but it was too late. The sap had risen and dig Forth like a bolt to satiate her fires.

I held her even as my fellow member shrank. I saw her cheek reflected in the window field glass, all dishevelled, glowing with beads of perspiration and smiling.

"Oh my nobleman, those char said they passed through excruciation and yet,"she uttered.

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

"I do not understand ?"she queried.

"Your division moistened at my touch,"I explained,"Maybe it was an unconscious desire, a subliminal reaction to any man's predations, or maybe it was my persona which gave wage hike to it."

"I have had no early pinch me, how can I know ?"she asked earnestly.

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

"It would consider weeks or calendar 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 good piffling whore and faithful I shall earnestly consider wedding you,"I promised.

"You will not repent it for a here and now I promise,"she agreed,"How soon does your sap rise anew."

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

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

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


To be continued if I get 80 % plus