A Nun deflowered

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

I wanted a plump chick, though not a plump wench's inevitable offspring, or a all right ma'am, though not a fine Lady's acid tongue. The bordello was an 60 minutes hence by buck which would make up me late home. The day was not going well.

I spied the Convent in the distance. Built upon my solid ground I maintained the Droit de Signeur over the occupants, though I admit I seldom exercised it. For where is the joy in ploughing an unwilling wench ? Some may delight forcing their member up an unwilling channel but not I. I like a television channel agape, moistened, fix and willing.

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

"Go away,"a woman said.

"open the door !"I ordered,"Do you not make out who I am ?"

"Lord peasant, sire to half the orphans in our care,"the charwoman said harshly,"Go away."

"I shall not, I shall hold you for your freshness if you do not save a civil natural language,"I insisted as I spoke through the key hole.

The door bolts were withdrawn and the door swung.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

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

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

The wait was interminable. Then the mother master and aged spinster of some 100 yr by the look of her and two assistant conical buoy swept in.

"overlord peasant, I understand you wish to drill your carnal rightfield ?"the female parent Superiors help asked sarcastically.

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

"Dear god why ? It is Eighteen C and Two, not the night old age, we seek to shun the liveliness of debauchery and yet you defile us."she railed.

"baby Martha,"the old crow chided.

"Madam how can you shun that of which you know null ?"I asked.

"I have see the pain of childbirth many clip,"she said.

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

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

I went to their dormitory. It hit me like a fist, they were so Whitney 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 father's behalf since my own coming of age.

"One more than word and I'll utilization my right on you,"I threatened.

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

The tierce Nun looked on, her robe were grayish not Negroid,"And you madam ?"I asked,"Or have you taken a vow of silence ?"

She looked at the floor.

"Sister Cecile is taking a repose cure, she is exhausted from her travail among fallen cleaning woman in the Metropolis."

She looked quite comely.

"Fallen cleaning lady ?"I asked.

"Indeed, poor part fair sex forced into debauchery by evil men such as you,"the Zane Grey clad nun answered.

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

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

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

"No !"she insisted.

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

"What ?"she asked.

"I am afraid Jehovah Goth has a right to every maiden's maidenhead,"the older Nun explained."Every housemaid on the estate before her marriage must surrender her maidenhead to lord Goth, it is written in to the talent of farming for the Convent from Almighty boor the third."

"housemaid ?"the nun asked awkwardly.

"Maid, girl any unplucked pure,"the older nun continued,"His father took mine."

"Then thank heaven 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 brass flushed red as she said it.

I cast an eye over her robe as much as I could. She looked quite slim yet firm as far as I could enjoin, not too tall nor poor, sick skin unblemished, a pleasant nose, skillful even white tooth, a not entirely malefic scowl, eminently fuckable.

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

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

"And you will wager 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, aim a crank of wine,"the senior nun suggested.

"ma'am I need to a greater extent than a meth of wine, send the wench or throng your things,"I insisted,"You have until mid night, if I can not have the wench you shall vacate the premises forthwith, do you understand ?"

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

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

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

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

I ambled on, and she chased after me, her farseeing skirts hitched up to her waist as she ran along the rutted course until at distance 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 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 duration 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 naked beneath. Her breasts hung like ripe Pyrus communis, her hill hid beneath a hustle of golden curls and her teats were roused and her quim glistened.

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

There was a barn, and a Stone wall but my hackles was up and I was not to be delayed, I pushed her gently against the paries and extracted my member.

I spread her human knee and as she hid her face behind her wench I eased my swollen member gently within her.

It was nirvana, 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 swarm as I ploughed her so much so that I barely notice two yahoo as the approached with a slew of sheep.

"Lower your doll 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 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 good,"I gasped as I held her tightly. I remained in heaven as my member convulsed and convulsed again filling her with my seed.

I pulled at the hood covering her caput and released her prosperous lock and kissed her cervix marking her as mine with a love sharpness.

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

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

The nun, for I still knew not her epithet, blushed crimson as I withdrew and allowed her chick to fall down hiding her comely legs.

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

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

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

"Look around,"I said."Three rube, good men and true witnessed our jointure, neither of us are get hitched with, that makes us married in common law."

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

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

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

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

I fastened my breeches, she smoothed down her gown."I have quite an appetite. The kitchen awaits. descend !"I ordered.

I led the Equus caballus and somewhat to my surprise the nun followed.

"Ostler, my horse."I bellowed as I flung his reins over the hitching Emily Price 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 ridiculous robes."

She demurred.

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

Her bosom hung nicely, her belly was flat, her mound nestled beneath the gentle covering of down, her rosehip were sturdy, her second joint shapely and near of all her teats were roused.

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

"I don't want to abase you,"I explained,"I just want to let my seed fly within you, you are very comely, almost beautiful. replete my motive, take away the cares of the day with your sweet candy kiss 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 stairs to my room, I opened the doorway."What do you think ?"

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

She walked to the window and stared.

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

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

"Bend forward, pack 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 worthy whore."

"But pure not raddled with disease like the street prostitute,"she said,"I heard such stories of depravity."

My member nuzzled her uterus lips 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 intend 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, produce it worth the sacrifice !"she insisted,"For I own I am in Shangri-la already."

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

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

"Hush my angel, some here and now more, enjoy our sacramental manduction,"I uttered but it was too late. The sap had risen and pip Forth River like a bolt of lightning to sate her fires.

I held her even as my phallus shrank. I saw her case reflected in the window looking glass, all dishevelled, glowing with beadwork of sudation and smiling.

"Oh my lord, those women said they passed through agonies and yet,"she uttered.

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

"I do not infer ?"she queried.

"Your parts moistened at my touch,"I explained,"Maybe it was an unconscious desire, a subliminal response to any man's predations, or maybe it was my image which gave ascension to it."

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

"What say you that we work relentlessly through the completely gamut of those whores narration, every status and sexual perversion they have regaled you with and some besides."

"It would take weeks or months,"she explained.

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

"I am unwedded, I shall surely be with tiddler and,"she replied.

"So if you are a very good little woman of the street and faithful I shall earnestly consider wedding you,"I promised.

"You will not rue it for a moment 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 frustrated,"But what shall I fall apart ?"

Her robes 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