It is 1879 and my search for a chaste skirt leads me to my own doorstep with Maria my serving maid.

Maria

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The death crumbs of supper lay silent on my disc. The last dregs of port had tenacious since passed my lips.

The serving dame waited to assoil the table.

"Maria ?"I asked the maid,"Have you been plucked yet ?"

"Gor Lummee me lord what a question,"she giggled.

"And a serious one young lady,"I insisted,"I fear I need a dalliance, but I desire a chaste wench, not a adulteress so are you chaste ?"

"You have a coquetry, your heart will explode you old fool,"she scolded me,"You must be threescore years old if you be a day."

"I'll have you know I'm not even fifty yet,"I countered.

"Then the world ent been form to your brass and that's a fact,"she answered.

"Are you being insolent deliberately,"I asked.

"Dunno what insolent be headmaster,"she said,"But you forget all notions of poking me for my mam reckons you be me Father of the Church and that's a fact."

"red cent you !"I cursed,"Daughter or no you can still suck my appendage and take away me up your ass."

"Don't want you over excited and dying on me do I ?"she answered,"No you bugger off to bed and wank your self stupid you old fool."

I admired her spirit, I bathed and went to bed. I admit I dreamed of fucking her and in the dawn the rock hard bedsheets bore damp testament to my frustration.

I decided not to let the thing rest, I sought the maid out,"Maria,"I addressed her,"You were very rude yesterday,"I cautioned.

"Me Mam says I gets it from me dad,"she admitted,"Any road round of drinks it were only immortal honest truth."

"So you won't let me bed you. even on pain of dismission ?"I enquired.

"I'd rather be fucked by half the blokes in the Greenwich Village one after t'other than have your wretched hands all over me."she insisted.

"My hands are not ugly,"I insisted,"They are soft from years of faineance while yours are hard and calloused from backbreaking toil."

"And yourn nub is hard from year of vigorish,"she replied,"Mam said you was a hard hearted bastard."

"Not a bastard technically, and I resent the notion that I am strong hearted."I replied,"You certainly do not experience your piazza do you girl ?"

"I'm your daughter so as I should be living a life of ease not working like a bloody slave,"she complained.

"laying abed all day like some enfeebled imposing woman ?"I queried.

"That's right, I should not stir until after the noonday campana rang across the hayfield from the Christian church, and only then if the sun shone."she said wistfully.

"Should have been a whore,"I suggested,"Not a servant."

"That's what I told me mam but her said I weren't couth enough."she insisted.

"I beg your pardon,"I exclaimed,"Not couth enough ?"

"Uncouth, not couth enough her said,"she insisted.

"Oh well enough tittle tattle,"I suggested,"Back to knead and think on what I said."

I was deeply wounded and yet proud. If she were my daughter she had a spirit I could be proud of, if not I wanted her in my bed even more.

I suppose I could have forced her, but I feared a kick or a knee in the groin would be the result, so I bided my time.

It came with the next shooting party. I had luncheon set out in the barn and at lunch metre we all repaired there, my shooting political party friends and the men from the village who attended as"Beaters."

I also had the village bloodline brought and erected in the barn for understanding I did not disclose.

How ever the purpose was soon to be made clear,"Maria,"I ordered the maid who was occupy serving food and drinking to the assembled throng,"Come here please."

I had a couple of trusted lad on script."What's up master ?"she said insolently.

"You were very uncivil then early day girl, you need a lesson."I explained,"You know the punishment."

"I guess I goes in the stocks for a overnice repose ?"she replied.

"Exactly, in the stock for a nice sleep,"I ordered,"Seize her !"

She struggled manfully, in fact it took half a dozen to get her to pass on and she still struggled even when her head and arms was firmly secured.

"I suppose you're going to whip by bare ass ?"she asked as we lofted her skirts to publicise her backside.

"No bed your ass my love,"I warned,"Either you agree to come to my bed this even, or I invite, nay instruct every man mariner lay out to sample you."

"Rather that than give birth your despicable hands all over I,"she insisted.

"Very well, who shall be first,"I asked.

"Tommy Dawkins, he's always eyeing me up !"Maria laughed.

Tommy was a fine lad, tall, hefty, shy, she knew he would run a Roman mile rather than stir her with one and all looking on.

"seminal fluid on then doubting Thomas,"I cajoled.

"I never done it afore,"he admitted.

"First time for everything,"I pointed out,"Come on lad, don't let the side of meat down."

Maria's wench had fallen across her backside once more so I lofted it again to bring out her quite alluring derriere and unplucked chuff and ass ready for our pleasure.

"Very well your grace."he agreed.

Poor Lad, no Oklahoman was his penis out of his breeches and in Maria's chuff than he shot his thunderbolt, at least it greased the way for the others.

"Is that what all the fuss be about ?"mare queried,"damn me I'd a become a Nun if I'd a known."

"Shut it woman,"Old Tom the afforest cautioned as he waved his member menacingly,"I've a serving of good English oak for thee that thee'l not forget for a while."

poor Maria her eyes near popped out of her skull as Tom rammed hs monster up inside her barely explored parts..

I stood beside her head,"I would have been more gentle,"I confessed.

"Harder !"Maria urged to spite me,"Fuck me harder !"

There was a splintering clangor and the stocks post broke away from the deck we had fastened it to. The whole thing slewed around a quarter turn. poor old Tom it nearly ripped his outgrowth from him, and Maria had clearly never experienced anything like it."Agggghhh '' she protested,"You trying to stamp out I or summat ?"

I released her from the stocks, she was little the worse for wear and after I had a quart of ale brought to refresh her she was completely revived, or should I say rampant.

"right hand who's adjacent ?"She asked as she found a Nice firearm of fresh straw and laid there open legged with all her womanly charms displayed except her norks which remained firmly concealed under her fastened shirt."Big pecker two pence little uns a ha'penny."she announced,"Well if I'm going to be an whore might as well get paid for it."

"chapiter idea my dear,"I said,"How much for me ?"

"Thousand guineas,"she said flippantly.

"I think I will have to reconsider,"I admitted.

My creative thinker raced, the church building was nearby and I rushed thence on a whim.

The resumption of the shooting party was delayed until sufficient men had finished sampling her that we could proceed.

She looked quite outlandish. fully dressed above the waistline and yet bared below as man after man expelled his semen within her, some used the Brown hole turning her on her nominal head for some strange reason but clearly she liked it from the shrieks of joy she uttered.

"Fancy treating your own daughter like that !"the girls mother accosted me.

"Madame I checked the church register and she can not be mine,"I challenged,"I was in France until six months before she was born."

"Could have swore she were yourn,"she said with a nonplussed look,"Might have been Parson Greyson,"she said thinking intemperate,"Or that Butler chap."

"Oh marvelous, now you admit it,"I sighed.

"Still now thee canst bed er can't thee ?"She suggested.

"I only found the register introduction this one-half hour since,"I admitted.

"Oh well no hurt done,"She declared,"She'll bring I a bit extra in her pocket if her makes a go of whoring."

I sighed, I still had not solved the conundrum of how to find a chaste maid to serve me, and now through sheer imbecility I had thrown away the chance to bed Maria.

I had my supper and went to bed that evening.

The bedroom door opened shortly after I put my bedside lamp out.

Maria entered,"Mrs Willers,"That's my housekeeper,"Say's I'm to jack off you off into a chamber pot to keep soiling your sheets."

"Tell Mrs Withers to listen her own tinker's damn business,"I growled.

"Oh don't be like that, you gentlemen is right execrable when you be frustered,"maria sighed,"Sorry about me mam thinking I was your kid."

"Hardly your fault though you were incredibly rude,"I countered.

"looking does you want a wank or not ?"she asked.

"No !"I snapped.

"You can fuck off over me knocker,"she offered and she lofted her gaberdine over her head to expose her lithe young body shining silver medal in the soft moonlight.

"No go away,"I insisted but she threw back the bed clothing anyway.

"Where's Mr hammer, Mister stiffy,"she cooed.

"What do you bonk of cocks ?"I asked.

"Well I fucked a mediocre few this after, and the old Samuel Butler he been giving me lessons inn wanking see."she admitted,"Oh go on let I, I got to be up early."

She pulled my nightshirt up and extract my member. He swelled instantly.

"Nice Mister turncock,"she said stroking him.

"Look this is all very well,"I sighed.

"So shut up and savour it, least wi me a doin it thee shant go screen,"she ordered.

"Oh my God Almighty that smell skillful,"I admitted as she stroked it and kissed the very end lightly.

thing were happening fast, too fast,"Get the chamber pot I'm going to cum."

"Where be it ?"she asked.

"Under the tinker's damn bed,"I swore.

"I reckon it would be nicer all round if thee came in I instead,"she lisped.

Her hand still gripped my putz but she swung around over me and with her knee joint each slope of me she sank down onto my cock.

"See much nicer,"she cooed,"Now thee just lie still while I fucks thee."

I was too near to my moment to be a great deal use to her and I duly exploded within her within seconds.

"By lumme you got a good jet there master,"she cooed.

"Perhaps, but I thank you but I would like to get some sleep."I insisted.

"Me too,"she agreed,"But me beds all lumpy an hard not like yourn."

"Oh my heart bleeds."I replied sarcastically.

"So I'll kip yer with thee,"she declared.

"Oh no you won't Agghhhh !"I squealed as she twisted my shrinking cock.

"You was saying master ?"she queried.

"I said that was an excellent idea."I lied.

"That's what I thought thee said,"she agreed,"Anyroad that stuff about me being yourn daughter were bollocks."

"Fortunately,"I agreed.

"Turns out me Gran fucked your Da and I be thee sister like,"she declared.

"Oh to hell with it get some kip maria,"I insisted.

"commodity night my Creator, If thee want's to make love just dig I in the costa or summat,"Maria suggested.

"I will,"I agreed."Goodnight. ”