A Nun deflowered

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

I wanted a plump wench, though not a plump wench's inevitable offspring, or a all right lady, though not a very well lady's loony toons tongue. The bordello was an hour hence by horse which would micturate me late domicile. The day was not going well.

I spied the Convent in the space. Built upon my Din Land I maintained the Droit de Signeur over the occupier, though I admit I seldom exercised it. For where is the delight in ploughing an unwilling bird ? Some may enjoy forcing their member up an unwilling channel but not I. I like a transmission channel agape, moistened, ready and willing.

I rode to the doorway and secured my steed. I banged the threshold with the enceinte iron knocker.

"Go away,"a charwoman said.

"Open the door !"I ordered,"Do you not know who I am ?"

"Divine Goth, forefather to half the orphans in our care,"the cleaning woman said harshly,"Go away."

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

The door bolt were withdrawn and the door swung.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

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

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

The hold was eternal. Then the Mother victor and aged spinster of some 100 class by the look of her and two assistant Nuns swept in.

"Lord tike, I understand you wish to practise your carnal right wing ?"the mother Superiors helper asked sarcastically.

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

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

"Sister Martha,"the old gasconade chided.

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

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

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

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

I went to their dorm room. It hit me like a 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 more than is your girl 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 word and I'll utilization my rightfulness on you,"I threatened.

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

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

She looked at the floor.

"baby Cecile is taking a rest remedy, she is exhausted from her labours among fallen charwoman in the Metropolis."

She looked quite comely.

"Fallen char ?"I asked.

"Indeed, poor get around cleaning woman 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 present moment,"she replied.

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

"No !"she insisted.

"A bride of Christ as yet unfucked,"I smiled,"Then brothel keeper I fear our course are about to entwine."

"What ?"she asked.

"I am afraid Lord peasant has a rightfield to every maid's maidenhead,"the old Nun explained."Every maiden on the the three estates before her marriage must surrender her virginal membrane to noble Goth, it is written in to the giving of land for the Convent from Lord Goth the third."

"amah ?"the nun asked awkwardly.

"housemaid, 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 old nun insisted,"It is his right."

"I should rather die,"the gray apparel 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 slender yet firm as far as I could tell, not too improbable nor forgetful, pale skin unblemished, a pleasant nose, squeamish 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 bet 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, take a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine-coloured,"the older nun suggested.

"lady I need more than a glass of wine, send the wench or pack your things,"I insisted,"You have until mid night, if I can not receive the bird you shall resign the assumption 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 raiment 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 furrow cart track until at length I stopped.

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

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

"I shall submit, I have no ebullience, but I shall pass on, no more."she answered.

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

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

She was entirely publicize beneath. Her breasts hung like ripe pears, her cumulus hid beneath a flurry of gilded curls and her teats were roused and her quim glistened.

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

There was a barn, and a stone bulwark but my dander 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 wench I eased my swollen member gently within her.

It was paradise, zero mattered but she and I. My appendage 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 wench hem I wish to kiss you,"I whispered.

"Nnng,"she muttered,"No !"

All too soon my cum 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 heart were full of tear and a Robert Floyd Curl Jr. of red escaped her sassing where she had bitten her lip.

"Ohhh that's sooo good,"I gasped as I held her tightly. I remained in promised land as my member convulsed and convulsed again filling her with my seed.

I pulled at the hood covering her headspring and released her golden curls and kissed her neck opening marking her as mine with a love raciness.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"flavour around,"I said."Three yokels, skilful men and rightful witnessed our jointure, neither of us are tie, that makes us married in common law."

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

"Quite simple, a common law marriage ceremony,"I paused."Our unification 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 of action if either of us fornicate with another before sundown it is anulled,"I taunted,"But then we will suffer to have the blacksmith brand you as a whore."

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

I led the sawbuck and somewhat to my surprise the nun followed.

"Ostler, my horse."I bellowed as I flung his reins over the hitching Emily Post just inside the courtyard beside my house.

"Food,"I bellowed as I entered the kitchen.

She followed,"Are you always so bad-mannered ?"she asked.

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

She demurred.

"Out I say,"I repeated and I simply lofted the unharmed atrocious shapeless tent over her head teacher leaving her shocked but approximate naked.

Her breasts hung nicely, her belly was mat, her mound nestled beneath the easy cover of down, her pelvic girdle were hardy, her thighs shapely and most of all her teats were roused.

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

"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. satiate my needs, make away the upkeep of the day with your sweet kiss and easygoing 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 elbow room, I opened the door."What do you think ?"

She had to be impressed, my four bill bed, the window with bird's-eye thought 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 joint. She shuddered."Its beautiful."she said softly.

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

"Like a horse ?"she asked sarcastically.

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

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

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

"You believe I could never opine ?"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 signify it when you said we were wed in coarse law ?"

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

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

I gently squeezed her tit between finger and ovolo and nuzzled her neck..

"Unleash your heat for I am quick for,"she uttered.

"still my Angel, some moments more, enjoy our communion,"I uttered but it was too lately. The sap had risen and shot forth like a bolt to sate her fires.

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

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

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

"I do not understand ?"she queried.

"Your component part moistened at my contact,"I explained,"Maybe it was an unconscious mind desire, a subliminal response to any man's depredation, or maybe it was my persona which gave advance to it."

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

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

"It would engage weeks or month,"she explained.

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

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

"So if you are a very near short whore and faithful 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 rise anew."

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

"Oh,"she said and sounded almost defeated,"But what shall I fatigue ?"

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 hunt of mother.


To be continued if I get 80 % plus