A Nun deflowered

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

I wanted a plump wench, though not a plump wench's inevitable offspring, or a fine lady, though not a fine gentlewoman's acid tongue. The house of ill repute was an minute hence by horse which would piddle me belated home. The day was not going well.

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

I rode to the door and secured my steed. I banged the door with the gravid branding iron knocker.

"Go away,"a womanhood said.

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

"Jehovah churl, sire to half the orphans in our care,"the adult female said harshly,"Go away."

"I shall not, I shall cause you for your impertinence 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The door bolts were withdrawn and the door swung.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 untarnished wench wherein to exercise my cockstaff,"I explained reasonably,"As is my right."

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

The wait was interminable. Then the Mother Superior and aged spinster of some 100 year by the flavor of her and two assistant Nuns swept in.

"noble tike, I understand you wish to exercise your carnal right field ?"the female parent superordinate supporter asked sarcastically.

"Indeed,"I agreed, she must let been 60 yr if a day, thought fully alerting unlike the old crow.

"Dear god why ? It is Eighteen Hundred and Two, not the dark ages, we seek to eschew the life of riot and yet you defile us."she railed.

"Sister Martha,"the old crow chided.

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

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

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

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

I went to their dorm. It hit me like a fist, they were so immature."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 father's behalf since my own approach of age.

"One Thomas More word and I'll exercising my right field on you,"I threatened.

"Too late, your father forced his evil appendage within me already,"she smirked.

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

She looked at the floor.

"Sister Cecile is taking a relaxation therapeutic, she is exhausted from her Labor among fallen women in the Metropolis."

She looked quite comely.

"Fallen adult female ?"I asked.

"Indeed, pathetic split womanhood forced into debauchery by iniquity men such as you,"the grey invest 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 St. Bride of Christ as yet unfucked,"I smiled,"Then madam I fear our paths are about to entwine."

"What ?"she asked.

"I am afraid Lord Goth has a right to every maid's maidenhead,"the quondam Nun explained."Every maid on the estate before her marriage must give up her maidenhead to Lord Goth, it is written in to the gift of land for the Convent from Almighty Goth the third."

"maidservant ?"the nun asked awkwardly.

"Maid, girl any unplucked pure,"the sometime nun continued,"His founder took mine."

"Then thank heaven I am not of the parish,"the greyness nun replied.

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

"I should rather die,"the Zane Grey clad nun insisted, but her cheeks flushed red as she said it.

I cast an eye over her robe as much as I could. She looked quite slim yet business firm as far as I could tell, not too tall nor unforesightful, pale cutis unblemished, a pleasant nozzle, nice even flannel tooth, a not entirely evil scowl, eminently fuckable.

"Very well, the convent will pull in an admirable cow shed."I countered

"You jocularity, you are taunting me !"she insisted.

"And you will stake the future tense of the Convent upon it ?"I asked.

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

"wait my Maker, take a ice of wine,"the quondam nun suggested.

"dame I need more than a glass of vino, send the dame 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 sympathise ?"

"He is taunting us,"the grey raiment nun blustered.

"I wish you sound day,"I replied icily and went for my horse.

I had not gone three furlongs when I heard a plaintive cry,"Wait !"

A Charles Grey raiment trope was rushing after me,"Come back !"she shouted.

I ambled on, and she chased after me, her prospicient skirts hitched up to her waist as she ran along the rutty track until at distance I stopped.

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

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

"I shall submit, I have no enthusiasm, but I shall present, no more."she answered.

"Then that is not enough, you must ask for my indulgence,"I smirked as my penis 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 wench to her chin.

She was entirely bare beneath. Her chest hung like ripe pears, her cumulus hid beneath a hustle of golden Robert Curl and her nipple were roused and her quim glistened.

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

There was a b, and a stone wall 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 skirts I eased my puff up appendage 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 trespass, but then merely whimpered.

I floated as if on a cloud as I ploughed her so much so that I barely notice two yokel as the approached with a flock of sheep.

"Lower your bird hem I wish to kiss you,"I whispered.

"Nnng,"she muttered,"No !"

All too soon my ejaculate 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 doll. Her eyes were full of tears and a lock of red escaped her rima oris where she had bitten her lip.

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

I pulled at the hood covering her head and released her golden ringlet and kissed her cervix marking her as mine with a love collation.

Suddenly it was over. Sheep were Baa-ing around us, chawbacon looked on. My rear of tube were around my ankles.

"Evenin'Master, Evenin'Master, lord,"they said in bend as they looked on,"Evenin'Miss."

The nun, for I still knew not her name, blushed ruby as I withdrew and allowed her annulus to fall hiding her decent legs.

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

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

"What future time ?"she asked,"I have honoured my office of the bargain."

"Look around,"I said."Three bumpkin, good men and true witnessed our union, neither of us are married, that makes us married in common law."

"I do not interpret,"she said as she sat down on the grass beside the stone wall.

"Quite simpleton, a common law marriage ceremony,"I paused."Our conjugation has been witnessed, we are wed in commons law, your days as a nun are ended,"I lied but she knew no different.

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

"Of row if either of us fornicate with another before sunset it is anulled,"I taunted,"But then we will have to consume the blacksmith brand you as a whore."

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

I led the gymnastic horse and somewhat to my surprise the nun followed.

"ostler, my horse."I bellowed as I flung his reins over the hitching postal service just inside the courtyard beside my house.

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

She followed,"Are you always so bounderish ?"she asked.

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

She demurred.

"Out I say,"I repeated and I simply lofted the whole grievous shapeless collapsible shelter over her principal leaving her shocked but cheeseparing naked.

Her breasts hung nicely, her belly was matted, her mound nestled beneath the softest covering of down, her hips were sturdy, her thigh 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 work the story clean and jerk with my natural language ?"

"I don't want to mortify you,"I explained,"I just want to let my seed fly within you, you are very comely, almost beautiful. replete my needs, lead away the cares of the day with your sweet candy kiss and delicate 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 intend ?"

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

She walked to the window and stared.

I bolted the doorway, threw aside my crown, slipped off my shirt and dropped my knickerbockers. I even took off my socks.

I walked across and stood behind her. I cupped her boob. I kissed her shoulder. She shuddered."Its beautiful."she said softly.

"bending forward, conduct your weight on the window sill,"I whispered."I wish to mount 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 harlot,"she said,"I heard such chronicle of depravity."

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

"You believe I could never imagine ?"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 stand for it when you said we were wed in commons law ?"

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

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

I gently squeezed her teats between digit and ovolo and nuzzled her neck..

"Unleash your mania for I am set for,"she uttered.

"stillness my holy person, some consequence more, savor our communion,"I uttered but it was too of late. The sap had risen and jibe Forth like a bolt to sate her fires.

I held her even as my member shrank. I saw her face reflected in the windowpane field glass, all dishevelled, glowing with beads of diaphoresis and smiling.

"Oh my noble, 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 function moistened at my touch,"I explained,"Maybe it was an unconscious mind desire, a subliminal reaction to any man's predations, or maybe it was my persona which gave rise to it."

"I have had no other hint me, how can I know ?"she asked earnestly.

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

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

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

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

"So if you are a very beneficial petty whore and faithful I shall earnestly count 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 match mother first ?"I asked.

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

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


To be continued if I get 80 % plus