Annie. A Noblewoman in lust

Annie, or to establish her her full name, the honourable Annabel Eizabeth The Virgin Weatherby-Hanines, strode across the meadow in the afternoon sun. The village lay before her in bass vestige as the sun began its slow lineage to the westerly sensible horizon. She barely considered that everything she could see she owned. She just felt lonely and persecuted. A char alone in a man's globe. She knew everyone on her estate were taking advantage of her. It was vestal portion that she had inherited the estate as dorsum in 1334 her root Erazmus had stated the acres must pass to the firstborn son and in default to the eldest girl, not some distant full cousin as in virtually families.

She saw the village blacksmith's workshop and smithy at the village edge. No green goddess issued from the chimney Tom the blacksmith had obviously gone home early. Annie decided he needed a lesson.

She had known Tom for years, why she even had a crush on him as a untried young lady, nearly lost her virginity to him in an apple plantation one summers day many years ago, but that was then and this was now. She was the Bos and he a labourer.

She never married, with no life founder and an laughable female parent she had had to resist off numerous suer concern merely in her estate, not in her.

She could hardly blame them, her udders were disappointingly humble and her buttocks trim in an age where the inverse were concidered attractive. She also found short to smile about and often dressed in a man's jacket and rush with ankle distance skirt as she did today which was hardly likely to rouse a mankind ardour.

Tom saw her come, a okay number of a adult female he mused, such a wastefulness that she hadn't wed.

"Afternoon mistress, what can I do for thee ?"he asked politely as he set down his cup of broth.

"Do some dammed work you lazy idler."she replied nastily.

"I'll have thee know I been abour afore turncock crow this morn fashioning gates which were to go this after, and I made a batch of horse shoes, I reckon I done me twelve hours and I deserve a rest.

"Impudent cur, how dare you speak to me like that,"she snapped.

"Thee weren't so fiesty years ago was thee,"Tom reminded her,"When we kissed and I had me hand up thee skirt ? hoot near lost thee honour didn't thee."

"detainment your natural language wretch,"Annie snapped as she remembered the tingling of anticipation as she had awaited the entering of his fingers within her, and debut which never came.

"That's it,"Tom expanded,"Thee needs a good seeing to, skilful firm ten inches of humanness up thee one day and a squawling babe coming back out nine month after."

"How dare you !"she snapped.

"Thee always did look beautiful when thee was roused,"Tom recalled.

Beautiful, no one had ever called her beautiful, ever."Less of the rachis chat and back to oeuvre,"she snapped.

"I done me bit for the day,"Tom insisted,"A pie and a pint down the pub then it's to bed for I."

"I disagree,"Annie countered,"Five to five is twelve hours, lupus erythematosus and hour for breakfast and one for dinner means you have another two hour work for today."

"You miserly bally bitch,"Tom snapped,"You dried up shrivelled up bloody old hag, you needs some sense fucked into you before its too later and no mistake."

Annie stood her ground."Back to exercise I say."

"Maybe it better be I then as what fucks some sensory faculty into thee,"Tom sneered,"Raise thee annulus chick I got ten inches of solid Engish cock all cook and waiting to spear thee."

Annie shivered, fear engulfed her, fear that at that here and now ten column inch of self-coloured english cock was precisely what she needed.

"I'll have the constable,"she threatened.

"Thee'll need the vicar and a christening robe nine calendar month hence when I finished with thee"Tom insisted."Now what's it to be ?"

"Back to work cur !"Annie snapped. The smithy was cooling with clink and pings, the floor was earth but it one quoin was a pile of saucy straw. She backed towards it as she stepped away from Tom.

Tom loosened the stout leather knock around his waist ready to put away his thick leather blacksmiths apron.

"I will deliver the constable on you !"she repeated.

"But thee'll be fucked, John Constable can't unfuck thee can he ?"Tom reminded her,"There'll be a kid to cue thee of I won't there."

Tom pulled off the proscenium and dropped his breeches, his cock sprung unfreeze tilting upwards fully roused.

Annie just stared spread mouthed.

Tom looked her in the eye. He saw motivation, desire and lust judicial writ large. fruition set in. He pulled his breeches back up."No thee don't, pretending not to want it when thee's like a she cat on heat."“ I suppose it's how thee goes on."

He grabbed his apron and started to pump the hollering for the forge.

"Oh dear god,"Annie sighed,"How daring you accuse me, you monster."

"So does thee want to screw or don't thee ?"He asked.

"No,"she said waveringly.

"Thee eyes says yes, the mouth says no,"Tom observed,"Thee'll have to say yes afore I fucks thee."

Annie heard herself say yes, her mind said no no no, but in her heart she needed a putz, a tiddler, needed to be a woman.

"And after thee'll still get the constable ?"Tom surmised.

"Yes,"Annie admitted.

Tom smiled"well raise thee skirts wench and let s get the act done."

Annie sat on the fresh straw and lifted her long skirt to reveal stout walking iron heel and wollen stockings held aloft by tapes and stout wollen under pants.

"That's no sight to invoke a man's lusting,"Tom observed, but Annie duly lay back and pulled down her pants,"But that is,"he said as he saw her sweet-scented Virgo the Virgin constituent for the first off time.

perfect and unplucked amongst the soft downy curls of fur adorning her trim down torso as it sweetly down from her navel.

"Your first fourth dimension ?"Tom asked.

"Yes,"Annie amitted.

"Thee should sustain prefer a smaller feller, this'll hurt like buggery."Tom warned as he advanced now bared below the waist with is fellow member in his go forth hired hand,"Charles Herbert Best guidebook I in."

He thrilled to the touch of Annie's soft hand on his member as he eased her knee joint apart and knellt between them offering her his phallus to guide towards her now moistened womans parts.

He thrilled to the soft contact of her lower backtalk against the bulb-shaped tip of his member as Annie gasped at the encroachment as it gently unfolded the soft petals of her vulva as it slowly spread aside the route to her uterus. Her Hymen stretched and stretched again as Tom persistently eased ever inwards and then quite suddenly tore making Annie pant with pain or was it pleasure, she knew not. But now released Tom's member slid unerringly deep inside her until it reached the neck opening of her womb

"Oh lord that flavour good,"Tom husked,"Nice and tight."

"Nnnnng,"Annie replied as her skunk went into overdrive. Her nipple now roused craved attention, she needed his lips on her mouth, her neck everywhere.

He pulled her stiff crushing her mamilla against him and sought her lip with his own.

She responded willingly and his glossa ran around her teeth as his member pounded her womb.

His member was throbbing, tingling with prediction and then suddenly the pulsing reache a crescendo and his seed flare-up forth flooding her then flooding again and again until she was sated.

They lay entwined for several endorsement before either moved.

"Oh Creator what have we done,"she muttered.

"fountainhead I reckon we had a bit of passion,"Tom replied,"Bit of what thee fondness does thee near, tha knows, cleans the tubes out like."

"Yes thank you for pointing out the obvious,"Annie snapped.

"I suppose thee'll have the Constable on I now ?"Tom enquired.

"And you will say I seduced you no doubt,"she challenged.

He though a mo."I'll Tell nothing but the truth, and thee weren't complaning when I humped thee and fool me bolt was thee ?"

"So now what do we do ?"Annie asked.

"fountainhead thee best marry some nob quick smart before thee starts showing thee's wi child,"he suggested.

"I'll not submit, not to any man,"she snapped,"I'd rather have a bastard."

"fountainhead thee submied to I."he observed.

"Marry I meant, oh Creator what a mess."Annie sighed.

"Same time tomorow ?"Tom asked.

"Don't be so ridiculous,"Annie protested as she finally rushed to dress,"You haven't heard the last of this,"she snapped and she swept from the edifice top dog held high.

inside she was confused, thrilled, terrified, strangely live up to yet with a hungriness gulf within her which she needed to be filled. She knew she wanted Tom. Wanted to place him, to enlace naked with him in a meadow full moon of crazy flowers or in a bed with clean sheets.

She tried oh so hard to put him out of her brain as she hurried home.

She rushed upstair calling for her maid to fetch her bath.

The maid Vicki came running,"Why schoolmarm what on earth has happened."

"null I need a bath,"Annie insisted.

"Afore dinner, what's happened ?"she asked.

"Nothing !"Annie insisted and blushed profusely.

"Thee's been fucked ‘ ent thee,"she observed,"I knew thee'd push some lad too far and he'd stimulate thee."

"No !"Annie lied,"fountainhead yes, Tom the blacksmith I need to wash myself."

"Too late for that mistress, when thee's fucked thee's fucked, still there's one salutary thing."Vicky exclaimed.

"And what pray is that ?"Annie asked.

"Thee ent no virgin is thee, we can have some fun now,"Vicky suggested.

"Fun ?"Annie asked incredulously

"Wi me fist, fist ass, its what all the married madam does mistress,"Vicki eplained,"I'll fist thee if thee's conformable, long as thee does I of course."

"Don't be so immaterial, fetch my bath."Annie ordered.

She waited for Vicki and Beth the downstairs maidservant to bring her hip Bath and several earthenware jars ful of hot body of water from the copper color downstairs.

"helper me with my Corsets,"Annie demanded as she slipped off her skirts and leggings.

Vicki undid the laces and helped Annie to slip the girdle off. Annie went to admit her bath.

"Cor he must hold hold thee a flop sightedness too, thee's all bruised and sore,"Vicki observed

"Oh god,"Annie sighed,"Is it so obvious ?"

"Indeed madam,"Beth interected,"Can't miss it. Looks like mine did when Vicki fisted me."

"Oh god, how daring you,"Annie snapped.

"Oh we dares to all right, it's time we done you too ent it Vicki ?"Beth agreed.

"Don't you dare,"Annie protested but she was naked and outnumbered.

"Thee's got dainty tits, like me mam, want em sucked ?"Vicki asked.

"No of track not !"Annie protested, but her piquantness were tingling and were rousing themselves

Vicki gently caressed Annie's left chest until the teat strained and then bent her head to suck at it like a athirst new born babe.

"No,"Annie protested but already Beth's finger were sliding up Annie's inner second joint towards her sex.

"Thee don't need no gentleman, you stick we us and we can ingest fun with no child,"Beth suggested as she gently slipped two then three digit into Annie's sore bruised puss.

"Is that nice"Beth asked as she eased two Thomas More fingers and then her thumb between the petals of Annie's rapidly moistening bruised vulva.

"Noooo,"Annie protested but Beth's whole hand was now inside her and forming a clenched fist was pressing against the neck opening of her womb.

"You're like a bitch on heat madam, our gripe !"Beth chortled,"Now take this !"

Beth's pounding fist made Annie cry with pleasure.

"See staying pure weren't so clever were it ?"Beth enquired.

"Nooo,"Annie replied

"You're number to get it on us later Madam,"Beth added.

"osculation me !"Annie pleaded.

Beth kissed Annie on the lips but it was a strong manly chin with bristly beard Annie needed not Beth's subdued skin. A warm pulsing cock not a hard bony fist.

"Enough !"Annie cried but it was too late now, undulation of an approaching sexual climax swept over her and she cried out with a wordless wail.

"How's that madam, practiced than any chap I know !"Vicki chuckled.

"I want Tom,"Annie said quietly,"Send for him, I need him now !"

"You ungrateful cow !"Beth scowled as she extracted her fist from mystifying between Annie's leg."We'll send for he presently, '' she chortled,"But first ‘ tis thy turn to pleasure we, ‘ tis only funfair ‘ ent it ?"

To be continued ...