A Nun deflowered

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

I wanted a plump wench, though not a plump bird's inevitable materialization, or a fine lady, though not a fine ma'am's acid tongue. The sporting house was an hour hence by horse which would make 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 resident, though I admit I seldom exercised it. For where is the pleasure in ploughing an unwilling dame ? Some may delight forcing their penis up an unwilling duct but not I. I like a channel love feast, moistened, fix 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 the room access !"I ordered,"Do you not know who I am ?"

"Almighty Goth, sire 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 keep a civil tongue,"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The door bolts were withdrawn and the door swung.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 dame wherein to exercise my cockstaff,"I explained reasonably,"As is my right."

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

The wait was eternal. Then the female parent superordinate and aged spinster of some 100 years by the tone of her and two assistant Nuns swept in.

"Godhead Goth, I understand you wish to exercise your carnal rightfield ?"the Mother Superior help asked sarcastically.

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

"Dear god why ? It is eighteen one C and Two, not the dark historic period, we seek to eschew the life history of drunken revelry and yet you defile us."she railed.

"sis Martha,"the old bragging chided.

"Madam how can you eschew that of which you know cypher ?"I asked.

"I have see the pain of vaginal birth many clock time,"she said.

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

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

I went to their dormitory. It hit me like a fist, they were so 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 orgasm of age.

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

"Too late, your Father-God forced his evil outgrowth within me already,"she smirked.

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

She looked at the floor.

"Sister Cecile is taking a rest cure, she is exhausted from her working class among fallen adult female in the Metropolis."

She looked quite comely.

"Fallen women ?"I asked.

"Indeed, poor broken women forced into debauchery by iniquity men such as you,"the Second Earl Grey adorn 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 Bridget of Christ as yet unfucked,"I smiled,"Then madam I fear our way are about to entwine."

"What ?"she asked.

"I am afraid master Goth has a right field to every maid's hymen,"the erstwhile Nun explained."Every maid on the estate before her marriage must give up her virginal membrane to Godhead Goth, it is written in to the talent of land for the Convent from Lord Goth the third."

"maid ?"the nun asked awkwardly.

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

"Then thank Eden I am not of the parish,"the grey nun replied.

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

"I should rather die,"the grey dress 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 slenderize yet business firm as far as I could separate, not too tall nor short, blanch skin unblemished, a pleasant nozzle, Nice even white dentition, a not entirely evil 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 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, take a glass of wine-coloured,"the honest-to-god nun suggested.

"ma'am I need more than a field glass of wine, send the wench or tamp down your things,"I insisted,"You have until mid night, if I can not have the wench you shall annul 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 mournful cry,"Wait !"

A grey clothe flesh was rushing after me,"Come back !"she shouted.

I ambled on, and she chased after me, her long dame hitched up to her waistline 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 state, I have no ebullience, but I shall submit, no more."she answered.

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

"Ask ?"she queried.

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

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

"Say ‘ Please swagger me,"I taunted.

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

She was entirely unembellished beneath. Her bosom hung like ripe pears, her mound hid beneath a fuss of golden curls and her teats were roused and her quim glistened.

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

There was a barn, and a 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 articulatio genus and as she hid her face behind her skirts I eased my tumefy member gently within her.

It was paradise, 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 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 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 header and released her golden curls and kissed her neck marking her as mine with a honey sharpness.

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

"Evenin'superior, Evenin'Master, passe-partout,"they said in tour as they looked on,"Evenin'Miss."

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

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

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

"What side by side time ?"she asked,"I have honoured my part of the bargain."

"Look around,"I said."Three yokels, thoroughly men and avowedly witnessed our union, neither of us are married, that makes us married in common law."

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

"Quite simpleton, a vulgar law marriage,"I paused."Our union 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 have the blacksmith brand you as a whore."

I fastened my rear of barrel, she smoothed down her robe."I have quite an appetence. The kitchen awaits. get !"I ordered.

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

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

"intellectual nourishment,"I bellowed as I entered the kitchen.

She followed,"Are you always so unmannered ?"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 caput leaving her shocked but come on naked.

Her breasts hung nicely, her belly was flat, her mound nestled beneath the softest application of down, her hips were stout, 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 work the level clean with my tongue ?"

"I don't want to humiliate you,"I explained,"I just want to let my seed fly within you, you are very comely, almost beautiful. sate my demand, take away the cares of the day with your sweet kisses and soft womb."

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

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

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

She walked to the window and stared.

I bolted the doorway, 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 bosom. I kissed her articulatio humeri. She shuddered."Its beautiful."she said softly.

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

"Like a horse ?"she asked sarcastically.

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

"But pure not raddled with disease like the street working girl,"she said,"I heard such tale of depravity."

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

"You believe I could never envisage ?"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 unleash your passion, urinate it worth the sacrifice !"she insisted,"For I own I am in Eden already."

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

"Unleash your cacoethes for I am prepare for,"she uttered.

"Hush my backer, some moment more, enjoy our communion,"I uttered but it was too late. The sap had risen and shot forth like a bolt to satiate her fires.

I held her even as my penis shrank. I saw her brass reflected in the window ice, all dishevelled, glowing with beads of diaphoresis and smiling.

"Oh my lord, those women said they passed through torment 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 soupcon,"I explained,"Maybe it was an unconscious mind desire, a subliminal reaction to any man's predation, or maybe it was my image 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 hale gamut of those woman of the street tales, every posture and sexual perversion they have regaled you with and some besides."

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

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

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

"So if you are a very practiced little working girl and congregation I shall earnestly consider wedding you,"I promised.

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

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

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

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


To be continued if I get 80 % plus