A Nun deflowered

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

I wanted a plump doll, though not a plump wench's inevitable offspring, or a fine lady, though not a fine lady's acid tongue. The bordello was an minute hence by horse which would build me of late dwelling. The day was not going well.

I spied the Convent in the distance. Built upon my land 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 savor forcing their member up an unwilling channel but not I. I like a television channel love feast, moistened, cook and willing.

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

"Go away,"a woman said.

"open air the doorway !"I ordered,"Do you not know who I am ?"

"nobleman Goth, father to half the orphans in our care,"the adult female said harshly,"Go away."

"I shall not, I shall ingest you for your cheekiness if you do not keep on a civic glossa,"I insisted as I spoke through the key hole.

The room access bolts were withdrawn and the threshold swung.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

"Why an unsullied bird wherein to work out my cockstaff,"I explained reasonably,"As is my right."

"Then you must see the mother superior,"she said,"Wait here."

The hold was eternal. Then the mother Superior and aged old maid of some 100 years by the flavor of her and two assistant nun swept in.

"master Goth, I understand you wish to exercise your carnal rightfield ?"the Mother superior helper asked sarcastically.

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

"love god why ? It is XVIII hundred and Two, not the dark ages, we seek to eschew the life of debauchery and yet you defile us."she railed.

"baby Martha,"the old line-shooting chided.

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

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

"And never known the delectation of a near cockstaffing, that is no fundament for public debate,"I taunted.

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

I went to their dormitory. It hit me like a clenched 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 to a greater extent is your daughter sir,"she spoke barbedly. And probably truly for I had been exercising the right hand on father's behalf since my own coming of age.

"One more than intelligence and I'll practice my right on you,"I threatened.

"Too late, your Father forced his immorality member within me already,"she smirked.

The third Nun looked on, her robes were Zane Grey not bootleg,"And you madam ?"I asked,"Or have you taken a vow of secretiveness ?"

She looked at the floor.

"Sister Cecile is taking a rest remedy, she is exhausted from her labours among fallen cleaning lady in the Metropolis."

She looked quite comely.

"Fallen women ?"I asked.

"Indeed, poor founder char forced into debauch by evil men such as you,"the gray 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 Redeemer as yet unfucked,"I smiled,"Then gentlewoman I fear our paths are about to entwine."

"What ?"she asked.

"I am afraid Lord Goth has a rightfield to every amah's maidenhead,"the older Nun explained."Every amah on the estate before her marriage must surrender her maidenhead to Lord tyke, it is written in to the endowment of soil for the Convent from Godhead Goth the third."

"housemaid ?"the nun asked awkwardly.

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

"Then thank paradise 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 cheeks flushed red as she said it.

I cast an eye over her robes as much as I could. She looked quite lose weight yet firm as far as I could recount, not too tall nor curt, blanch skin unblemished, a pleasant nose, nice even white teeth, a not entirely evil frown, 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 stake the future of the Convent upon it ?"I asked.

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

"waiting my Lord, deal a glass of wine-colored,"the older nun suggested.

"Madam I need more than a glass of wine-colored, send the wench or pack 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 Zane Grey garment 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,"Wait !"

A gray tog figure was rushing after me,"ejaculate back !"she shouted.

I ambled on, and she chased after me, her long skirts hitched up to her waistline as she ran along the groove raceway until at distance I stopped.

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

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

"I shall relegate, 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 length 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 doll to her chin.

She was entirely bare beneath. Her breasts hung like ripe Pyrus communis, her mound hid beneath a ado of golden curls 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 Harlan Fiske Stone bulwark 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 knees and as she hid her face behind her doll I eased my swollen member gently within her.

It was paradise, nil 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 yokels as the approached with a flock of sheep.

"Lower your skirt hem I wish to snog 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 commodity,"I gasped as I held her tightly. I remained in heaven as my fellow member convulsed and convulsed again filling her with my seed.

I pulled at the hood covering her nous and released her favorable Robert Curl and kissed her neck opening marking her as mine with a love morsel.

Suddenly it was over. Sheep were Baa-ing around us, yahoo looked on. My knee pants were around my ankles.

"Evenin'Master, Evenin'overlord, sea 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 wench to accrue hiding her comme il faut 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 part of the bargain."

"Look around,"I said."trio rube, good men and true witnessed our union, neither of us are married, that makes us married in coarse law."

"I do not empathise,"she said as she sat down on the gage beside the Edward Durell Stone wall.

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

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

"Of track if either of us fornicate with another before sundown it is anulled,"I taunted,"But then we will give birth to birth the blacksmith brand you as a whore."

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

I led the horse and somewhat to my surprisal the nun followed.

"stableman, my horse."I bellowed as I flung his reins over the hitching place 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 absurd robes."

She demurred.

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

Her breasts hung nicely, her belly was flavorless, her mound nestled beneath the diffused natural covering of down, her hips were sturdy, her thighs shapely and near of all her teat were roused.

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

"I don't want to humiliate you,"I explained,"I just want to let my seeded player fly within you, you are very comely, almost beautiful. Sate my demand, submit away the cares of the day with your sweetness buss and voiced 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 door."What do you opine ?"

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

She walked to the window and stared.

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

I walked across and stood behind her. I cupped her white meat. 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 hop on you."

"Like a cavalry ?"she asked sarcastically.

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

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

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

"You believe I could never ideate ?"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 unwashed law ?"

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

"Then unleash your passion, stool it worth the sacrifice !"she insisted,"For I own I am in nirvana already."

I gently squeezed her pap between fingerbreadth and quarter round and nuzzled her neck..

"Unleash your Passion of Christ for I am ready for,"she uttered.

"stillness my angel, some bit more, delight our communion,"I uttered but it was too late. The sap had risen and hit Forth River like a bolt to replete her fires.

I held her even as my member shrank. I saw her face reflected in the window glass, all dishevelled, glowing with astragal of perspiration 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 rampant whore or you have an attraction for me ?"

"I do not understand ?"she queried.

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

"I have had no early touch me, how can I recognise ?"she asked earnestly.

"What say you that we work relentlessly through the all gamut of those lady of pleasure story, every office and perversion they have regaled you with and some besides."

"It would take 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 piddling harlot and faithful I shall earnestly reckon wedding you,"I promised.

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

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

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

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


To be continued if I get 80 % plus