Chapter 1

She stood before the window, looking out at the pasture where the horses roams, grazed and romped. The shift she wore so thin that standing in front of the light it only accented her charms, not concealed them. She was tall and willowy, boyish of figure yet no one would confuse her with a boy. Her feet small for someone her size, all but dainty, her legs were long and well formed, her buttock shapely and firm, her back straight, her neck long and inviting kisses, her sun streaked brown hair tousled still from just rising from her nights sleep and her radiance rivalling the very sun shining in upon her.

He walked up behind her, his arms going around her trim waist to pull her back against him as he leaned forward and kissed her bare shoulder and neck. She cocked her head to one side to better receive his kisses and to invite more while she leaned back even harder, rubbing against him as she did. It was easy to feel that he was aroused however he did nothing more than kiss her gently.

"'Arise fair sun and smite the envious moon', take heed that it does not smite thee as well, beloved," he murmured softly to her. Kissing her neck again he released her and turned to go.

"Why?" she asked.

"Why should you take heed?"

"No, why do you but kiss me and leave? I yearn so for your touch, your caresses upon me. My body aches for your kisses all over it, to feel your touch all over it, your caresses all over it and yet you turn away. Do I not please you? Can you not stand to even touch me?" Turning now to face him as she asked her questions the tears in her eyes and on her cheeks were very apparent. Facing him now her other charms were just as visible, her brown bush that just covered her enchanting pussy and her lovely breast. Between these two was her gently rounded belly, the band of muscle down the middle falling away to slackness on either side. The area her breasts covered was large while they themselves were not, they did not protrude outward a great deal but they were shapely and quite lovely.

"Nay Beloved, it is quite the opposite, I fear that I could not stop. That I would smother you with the ardor, the passion, the very feelings that you arouse in me. I would kiss you front and back, head to toe, side to side and this I must not do. At least, not yet," he answered her.

"What stops you? Not me, I would welcome your touch, your caress, your kisses wherever you wished to place them. You want this also, I have felt it when I lean against you yet you cease. Don't stop, my heart, take me in your arms and smother me with those kisses, that passion you spoke of. Show me your feelings that I may return them in kind."

"You speak of fear,"she continued, "of whom are you afraid? Of me? Why should you fear me? What man dares to stand against you? Whom do you fear?" she asked simply.

Tall as she was, he was taller. Pulling her to him his lips touched her forehead that was before him. "I fear ME! I fear what I might do to you were I to allow myself to do more than kiss you, more than hold you in my arms from time to time. The harm that I might cause to you were I not to hold myself back."

"Stop holding back! Show me this fear you speak of that together we might conquer it, put it behind us, that we might go forward to greater happiness."

Kissing her brow once more he left her, left her to ponder on the feelings that she held for him, feelings that were being denied. Again tears came into her eyes and fell upon her cheeks. Through the long day she toiled to put this behind her, to block it from her mind and to accept what she was offered instead of what she wanted. She spent the day trying to learn what her duties in this household were to be. That evening however things changed.

Returning from the bathes she saw in a glance that the curtains had been drawn closed on her bed already. She sat before the fire, sipping on a glass of wine that she had requested and thought more of her desires, if only...

"Are you going to sit before the fire all evening?" he asked.

Turning to reply she could not see him, he was not there. "Are you invisible? I do not see you."

"You seek in the wrong place, Beloved. I await you. To release my hold and fondle, caress, kiss all the hidden places you possess. To finally do as you desire and as I desire also."

Looking closer she saw something move behind the curtains of her bed. Moving forward more she saw that it was he! Already he was abed, awaiting her.

"Will, is that truly you? You have come to me in the night? For a week you have avoided me, shied away from me. Not even sleeping in the same room."

"Why don't you come to bed and see for yourself. I don't think you will need the robe in here, do you?" The laughter quite apparent in him voice.

Quickly removing the robe she got into bed with him. Moved up closer still in disbelief yet it was he, it really was he who took her in his arms and pulled her closer.

"How can I kiss and touch all the places and things you want me to touch whilst you wear that shift?"

Sitting up and squirming around she removed the shift and lay it at the foot of the bed with her robe. Reaching up he pulled her back against him, spooning with her. His hands began to roam all over her body, touching and feeling places he had never touched before as he gently kissed her neck and shoulders. Already her breathing was becoming ragged and he had done nothing to her, nothing more then touch her. Sitting up a bit he raised her top leg and slid his ardent manhood between them, then let the leg back down. Cupping his hands around the lovely globes of wondrous flesh that protruded from her chest he pulled her tight against him, working his middle firmly against her lovely ass. Kissing her bare shoulder he followed the line to her neck and up to her ear. Kissing and nibbling on it he worked his middle back and forth a few times before bracing his head on his hand he leaned gazing upon her.

"Is this a little better?"

"Oh, Will, don't stop. Kiss me, feel me, touch me more. I long for you to feel me all over. My body burns for your touch."

"Beloved Tess, as you can feel, my body yearns for you also. I but fear what would happen were I to do more than feel, touch and kiss you."

Whipping around in the bed she faced him, moved her middle forward and again captured his rampart manhood between her legs and pulled him to her.

"Kiss, touch and feel what you may and we will see to the fear later. Later should you fear we will face it together, smite it until it is beaten and departs, never more to cause you a moments grief." Saying this she kissed his chin, down his neck, across his chest and licked out at one of his breasts.

Reacting to the sensation she was causing he pushed her away only to do the same thing in return. He kissed her lips softly, gently, flicking his tongue against them but when she opened her mouth to receive it, he retreated. Kissing her nose, then her chin and down her neck he continued until he arrived at her heavenly breasts where he licked all over them. He laved, licked and caressed them with his tongue. Circling her nipple he teased, flicked and played with it until it stood firm and erect whereupon he gently suckled upon it. She tried to stuff more of her firm, young tit into his mouth as he did. Sucking on all he could get in his mouth he played with it for a while and then moved slightly so he could start all over with the second. Again when he had the nipple firm and erect and suckled on it she pushed more of her breast in his mouth for him to suckle upon.

Pushing her over onto her belly he started at her neck and kissed and licked his way slowly down her spine. When he arrived at her shapely behind he licked out upon each cheek as he moved on down her legs to the backs of the knees. Moving with his kisses he was now at the foot of the bed where he spent some time licking, mouthing and caressing the soft area causing her to shiver repeatedly before turning her over and kissing his way up the top of her leg.

Her head was thrashing from side to side as she muttered his name over and over. As he moved forward with his kisses his shoulders were forcing her legs farther and farther apart until he had kissed he way to their juncture. The silky brown hair covering this area was already damp and was standing apart by the arousal of the lips of her pussy. The lips were quite puffy and rounded with her passion and gaping slightly from his shoulders forcing her legs apart. Leaning forward he took this entire area in his mouth and began to run his tongue up and down the sensitive, gaping apart lips.

"OH," she all but screamed, grabbing his head and pulling it harder into her middle while raising it to meet his mouth. "What are you doing to me? It feels so good, I am burning up, my skin is all atingle, I don't know what is happening to me Will but it feels sooooo gooooooood!"

Still having only run his tongue up and down the oily slit he began to lick and lave her clit. Hunching into him harder and harder with each lick she continued to moan and groan. Moving back down he began to lick and tongue the source of her oils. He licked into this hot, oily grotto more and more, deeper and deeper until he could get his tongue in no deeper. It was stopped by a barrier. Licking, tonguing, laving and exploring with his tongue she kept hunching her hot pussy up to his mouth. Moaning and groaning more she was still trying to pull his head inside her as he again licked over the little nubbin of her clit. The feeling kept getting more and more intense until she thought she was going to die. Flashes of heat moved over her body always radiating outward from the place he was licking so well. The tingling got more and more heightened also until it felt to her as if a million, million ants were racing all over her body just under the skin. Finally when she thought it could get no more intense, the heat could not increase, the ants could move no faster, her middle melted! Her heart stopped, her breathing seized up and her body went rigid as she screamed out his name. A feeling, an elation, an ecstasy swept over her. Her body racked with the intensity of the feeling, she sobbed as her body twitched and twisted around the tongue that had brought this sensation, this marvelous feeling to her.

"Oh, Will," she gasped, "what did you do to me? You brought me such wondrous feelings. I thought I had died!"

"It has many names my Beloved. From the crude and vulgar to the sublime. The French even call it 'the little death' so you are correct in a way. You had an orgasm, a climax, you spent, you came. I merely delved into your womanly center with my tongue, licked upon your clitoris until you spent. If you will feel down here you will see that you also produced a lot of juice."

Moving her hand down to see for herself he directed it to the mouth of her hole where she found she HAD made something as he stuck her finger into it and it got all wet from the juice.

Gently moving her hand out of the way then he said, "It's quite tasty also." Moving forward again he licked the juice that she had just stuck her finger into. As he began to lick again she pulled his head into her hot, twitching pussy harder. Licking until the juice was no longer running from her he looked up to see her sucking on her finger.

"It doesn't have much of a taste to me," she said.

Raising up he kissed her clit again, running his tongue around and over it before moving on up to her bellybutton. Plunging his tongue in and licking all around she giggled and squirmed at the feeling it caused. Moving on forward he kissed and licked upon her heaving breasts as they rose and fell with her still ragged breathing.

Continuing to move up her body with his kisses he was stopped when he prodded into something. Reaching back down he moved the 'prod' up and down her slit coating the head even more with her juice before he moved it to the mouth of her wet, steamy grotto. Kissing the corner of her mouth he moved his middle forward until it reached the same barrier as had his tongue. Back and forth he worked his prod in the short entryway before the barrier as he kissed the corner of her mouth, her nose and then her full mouth.

"Oh, Will, that feeling is back. Do it again whatever it was you did. Do it some more."

Cupping her lovely breasts in his hands he played with the nipples and nuzzles her neck as he moved in and out the short way before the barrier.

"Please, Will, it feels so good, please do it more," she begged again.

"Beloved, it will cause you pain right now but only for a short while. You have a barrier called your Maidenhead that is blocking me. I need to tear through it. It is what makes you a virgin, this little piece of flesh."

"And when you tear through it and the pain is over will the good feeling come back? This wondrous feeling you are causing?"

"Yes," he answered simply.

"Do it Dearest one, make me feel that good again."

Back and forth he moved, bumping the barrier each time until finally he didn't stop, he didn't just bump the barrier. This time he had gathered himself and he lunged forward, tearing this bit of useless flesh out of the way and plowing deep inside her.

She cried out with the pain but it wasn't as intense as she had thought it would be, as bad as she expected from hearing him. He had stopped when he was deep inside her so that she could adjust to what was happening so the pain didn't continue long.

"Dearest one, it doesn't hurt as much now, do it some more. Make me feel that good again."

Moving in and out of her slowly he wanted her to enjoy what was happening to her. The pain was still there but only enough to let her know it was there, it didn't really HURT. As he moved slowly in and out of her tight, hot pussy however the marvelous feeling returned and she forgot about the minor irritation. He played, teased and enticed in helping to lubricate her full tight passage as he worked to make her hotter, more receptive to what he was doing. Still not inside her all the way she was panting already as he moved slowly in and out of her hot body. Changing his approach some he began to work from side to side and even move in little circles when he held himself back.

"Will, what can I do to help? This feels so good, can I do something to make it better?"

"Hook your legs around me, Beloved. Pull with your heels so you raise your bottom to meet each stroke as it comes down."

Following his instructions she began to work to heighten this wonderful experience she was having. He seemed to go in deeper each time she pulled herself up, it seemed to make the feels more and more intense as she did. Soon she was meeting his every stroke and pulling harder on him to increase the strokes. Faster in and out, deeper with each stroke was what she wanted him to do. The feelings, the elation, the passion mounted with each stroke, with each thrust into her. She covered his face with kisses until she couldn't breath and had to break away. Her head thrashing from side to side, her heels moving her middle up towards his, her body heaving with her ragged breathing until once again her middle melted around the invader that was causing all this indescribable pleasure!

"WILLLLLLLLLLLLL!" she screamed out.

With only a few more strokes he joined her, shooting gob after gob of hot, slick cum into her quivering pussy.

Stroking her beautiful body while he held himself off of her he helped to ease her down, he shuddered himself from the intensity of what had just happened. Panting still he rolled to the side where he wouldn't have to worry about crushing her under him or imbedding himself deeper into her lovely, pulsating body as he still rubbed up and down on her.

"Will, what did you do to me? What is it called?" she asked when she could once more talk.

"I made Love to you my Dearest, my Beloved, it's also called screwing and fucking."

"That was fucking? I've heard the girls around the stables talking and giggling about it but never imagined it could feel so good."

"No, that was Making Love, fucking is something that animals do, what you do with or to someone you have no feelings for. When you care for someone you Make Love. It is the feelings that make all the difference. You SHARE your feelings with each other. I could fuck you and it would feel good but not with the intensity of what we just shared because I would be doing it TO you, not WITH you."

"Can we do it again? I saw nothing to fear, only GOOD things, wonderful feeling things were happening."

"We will have to rest a bit for me to gather my strength again. It takes a lot out of a man as he produces and leaves juices there also. Just like you made juice, so did I. It is now in that wonderful place as you call it."

Feeling down around her middle she got her finger all slick with the cum he had left behind. Licking her finger she smiled at him, "That tastes a lot better than the juice that I made. It's salty."

"Would you like more? It is coating my prod, you could lick it off. I would like that, it feels good when someone does that."

"Oh, yes. If it feels good to you then let me do it. You have made me feel good twice now."

Turning in the bed she approached his now withered cock, first touched it with her hand and then her lips. There was enough light from the fire to see what she needed to see. Licking along it she was amazed that not all of it was coated with this good tasting stuff. She was also amazed that this soft, smooth, withered thing had recently been so hard and prodding her so deep and feeling so good. Taking it into her mouth she licked and sucked all the juice off of it and then asked, "Why is not all of it coated with this stuff?"

"I didn't put all of me into you, that's why. That is the fear I spoke of. I feared that in my passion for you I would insert too much and cause you harm. It has happened."

"It is a mouthful but I can't see how that could harm anyone," she argued.

"My Love, keep sucking and licking on it and I will explain when it rears its head once more."

Again she sucked on him, taking more and more of him inside her hot mouth. Already it was prodding the entry to her throat and she still had only about two thirds of his softened cock in her mouth.

"When the head comes to the rear of your mouth, swallow."

Following his instructions she swallowed which opened and eased the passage for more of him to get inside as part of his cock slithered down her throat. She kept fighting and struggling until she had all of him in her mouth and throat where she sucked it back and forth. Now however it was starting to fill with blood, starting to harden as she slurped and sucked on it. As it did it got larger around and longer in length.