Harvest Dance

[kittykateater]

Joseph

Dad and I rode our two-horse farm wagon from sunup to sundown to get to my grandpa, who lives two villages away.

I felt terrible leaving Jubilee alone with her ailing father, who was extremely cranky over how I "ruined" his daughter. I realized his crankiness was mostly caused by his rapidly-failing health, and I only prayed that he would live long enough to see his daughter wed, to "make things right" as he put it. I knew that Jubilee would care for her Da well, and that she also had a lot to do to prepare for our wedding, including making her dress. I prayed that she would be too busy now to pine away in sorrow for missing me so, and I feared that busy as I would be tending to my grandpa's health, I very well might pine away for missing HER so. It is a joy and a wonder to have a heart fill so with love for another, but in this world there is never a good without its reflected bad, and that is the ache in the heart when you and your beloved cannot be in each other's arms for a time.

Far from feeling ruined, as her father charged, Jubilee told me she had never been happier in her life. My lips on her sweet feminine folds, my manhood filling up her mouth, her pussy, and her arse, brought such floods of ecstasy from her as she had never dreamed could be. She had found a man she loves with all her heart and soul, and who loves, honors, and cherishes her. A man who would soon be her spouse, to love and hold and excite each other through all eternity. A lover whose mere presence would forever quicken her step, race her heart, and moisten her femininity whenever I drew near her. And she was carrying a heavenly blessing of two babies--my babies--OUR babies--in her belly. How could she possibly feel "ruined" when she had so much to feel thankful about. She told me that her father was just a cranky old man suffering in severe pain, and she told me not to take his rantings against me personally. Her sweet, soft yet passionate kisses assured me that she did not at all agree with the sentiments her father had so loudly and angrily expressed. "Da will feel better after he witnesses our vows."

On the long trail to grandpa's house, my dad and I talked about this. "Of course a father feels that his daughter should marry first, son, before indulging in the pleasures of the flesh, and the joys of motherhood. But once he sees what I see, the love and trust, the strong bond between you and Jubilee, he'll come around, son. And when your twins are born, I guarantee he'll be as happy as I am, to be a grandpa."

When we finally arrived at gramps tiny cabin deep in the woods at the far edge of his village, his health had turned worse than even we had feared. Gramps is a proud and a stubborn man, who had built his cottage far from any neighbor. And that is why he had been left to get so ill, with nobody to notice his failing health, nor care for him. Dad and I took turns standing what we now feared was a death watch. We would gently wash away his fevered sweats with a damp towel, and whenever his empty belly growled in hunger, we would try to feed him some hot soup, or some crackers, with some apple cider to help wash it down. He couldn't swallow easily, but he still had enough instinct left to know he had try to eat. Sometimes he would smile at us and try to talk, but neither of us could understand his muttered mumblings. Sometimes he would even manage a weak smile of recognition that told us he was pleased to have his son and grandson tend to him in his final dying days. But most of the time, gramps didn't even seem to realize that we were in the room with him.

And at the times when grandpa would seem to drift out of awareness of himself and of us, those are the times my mind would start to wander. Wander back to remembering. Wander back to when I first danced naked with lusciously lovely naked Jubilee at the Harvest Dance. Wander back to holding my precious angel Jubilee in my arms under the waterfall, as I first introduced her to what it means to physically express how much a man and a woman love each other. To her squeals of delight and moans of passion as I took her yet again, on our makeshift bed of hay in dad's barn. To how thrilled she had been when I first introduced her to the "6 to her 9" lovemaking I had learned in Brazil. To her joy over carrying our twins in her belly. To her simple child-like delight when I gave her the special silk from the orient, with which to fashion her gown for our nuptuals. To the way she happily hummed as she made her wedding gown.

How my lonely arms ached to hold her once more. And yet I would have to wait two more days to again enjoy such rapture with my sweet beloved.

I awoke from my daydream when dad laughed, "Thou must be thinking on thy darling Jubilee."

"How didst thou know, papa? Has some spritely spirit whispered in thine ear?"

"Nah," he laughed. "Thou always gets such a tent in thy britches whenever thou thinkst on her."

I look down, and seeing how tightly my natural manhood was stretching-out the front of my britches, I joined my dad in a hearty laugh.

Grandpa suddenly sat bolt upright in his bed, and startled the bejeebers out of us both, as for the first time he spoke to us quiet clearly. "I am happy for thee, Joseph," grandpa managed a weak smile. "To have found such a love, as tents thy breeches just at thinking on her."

He then collapsed on his bed, and dad and I feared that we had just heard the last from gramps. People say that a man's last words are always his loudest and clearest utterings. I leaned over grandpa's sweat-soaked bed, and pinched his wrist in the way that an African voodoo doctor had taught me. I could feel a very weak pulsing, so I knew he yet lived.

Gramps weakly beckoned me closer, my ear to his lips. "Hast thou brought with thee, a wagon?"

He sounded delirious, and I couldn't understand why he should care whether I had brought a wagon or merely ridden on my horse's back to see him. But I decided to humor his odd question anyway. "Yes, gramps. We came by wagon."

Gramps patted my cheek and whsipered hoarsely. "Aye there's a good lad. Then thou shalt ride me back with thee in thy wagon. I shall not pass from this earth without I see my only grandson so blissfully wed. I would that I could live long enough to see thee make me a great-grandfather. But alas, my health is too deteriorated to survive for such a blessing."

Dad leaned down and whsipered in grandpa's ear. "I suspects that thou shalt have even that wish, father of mine. For even now, two babies grow in the belly of your grandson's beloved Jubilee."

Grandpa's face lit up with joy over this news, He managed to feebly munch on half a cracker. "I grow weary, Let me rest awhile. And when I awake, I wish thee to wrap me in thick, warm blankets, lay me down in the back of thy wagon, and carry me back to thy village. To see my only grandson wed. And to see me become a great-grandfather. Oh, I may be dying, but I am now well and truly blessed."

And witn that, gramps fell into a deep sleep, snoring softly and peacefully, his fevered sweats having completely dissipated now.

 

[jubileeslave]

My Da's mood went up and down over the next few days. I fevourishly worked on keeping him happy and warm. Despite my efforts, his mood darkened and he became whiney throughout the remaining day.

On the sabbath I left early in order to get mass and communian. When I knelt to receive the bread and wine, I said a silent prayer that Joseph would be returning soon plus health to his grand-dad. Afterwards Father asked me about my last confession. I blaunched as I was afraid that I was revealing to much. Was my belly so swollen that even the Preist knew my secret? I had done well to conceal things since the doctor came to the house. Sweet Jesu I thought as I steadied myself against the pew from falling into a faint.

"Jubilee, art thou well? Thy contenence seems light.. doth thou hast enough provision before thine wedding?"

I sighed in relief "Nay Father. Tis da cold that brings me. Tis 'ard ta keep me 'ome warm. Tis da chilly airs that float about in the 'earth anna snow that piles afore the doorstep."

His hands covered mine as he nodded. I instantly feared that he would be able to peer into my soul by touch alone. Seeing the secret that I was leaving in the mindful ears of the Lord alone.

"I'll send someone around to help with thine needs, Jubilee. To mend thine house for your Father, Ian."

I nodded and hurried back to the house. Frolicing in the snows along the way. I finally rushed to the house and set to work on my dress determined to finish it before my sweet Joseph returned.
Taking each task to heart and working with happiness as I finished the last of the lace and attached it to the bodice of the gown. Glancing at my Da with a smile and thinking only two more weeks before Michaelmas.

That evening I looked at my body and smiled. I ran a hand over my belly and smiled, then I dared to preceive my own flesh by taking my fingers and rubbing against the skin that cased the mound that received many pleasures from my beloved Joseph. I eased my fingers into the opening and gasped as my flesh opened to my touch. I gracefully sliped the first two fingers into the dampened tunnel and shivered as my body moved to hold them tight within the very opening that longed for Joseph to enrich with his seed. A shivering came over me and yet I persisted in arousing my mind as I continued to rub the ring and press harder against the opening. I felt my waters rush to my exploring fingertips and moaned softly as the teetering felt feathery light. I withdrew them and sniffed the aroma that came from my very loins. I dared to further explore as I licked the glistening juices from my fingers and moaned as it sent chills through my being. I continued to seek self pleasure as the need grew in my heart. I pushed my fingers in deeper and then rubbed the nub that throbbed from this exquiste touch. Had this been possible that I was able to bring such fires to burn my flesh to yearn for my Beloved. Rubbing harder in and out until I felt my whole body groan and released the sweet honeys that seemed to be in abundant supply. I closed my eyes and kept rubbing until I was unable to stand it any longer and the muscles fluttered and yeilded a violent spasm. "My Joseph,, sweet jesu... how thou fillest mine soul!"

 

[kittykateater]

Joseph

While gramps rested up for the long, bumpy wagon ride back to our village, I took a nap. In my fevered dreams, I pictured my beloved Jubilee as she gracefully sliped two fingers into her dampened tunnel and shivered, as her body moved to hold her fingers tight within the very opening that always seemed to long for my seed. She pushed her fingers in deeper and then rubbed the nub that throbbed from her own exquiste touch.

Rubbing harder in and out until her whole body groaned and released the sweet honeys that flowed from her in abundant supply. The hoiney I know from my own personal experience, is the most exquisite elixir that a man's lips could ever wish to taste. And in my fevered dream, Jubilee too was tasting her sweet dew, from her own figertips. The dream seemed so real, as if she were actually pleasuring herself in this way back in our village, now-distant from dad and me.

She closed her eyes and kept rubbing until her beautiful pubic muscles fluttered and yeilded a violent spasm.

I sat bolt upright from my fevered dream, for I could swear I heard my beloved's hot, passionate cry from two villages away: "My Joseph,, sweet jesu... how thou fillest mine soul!" Was this dream, or her witchcraft reaching out to me, to tmept and taunt me from such a distance? Either way, I knew I needed relief from my fevered imaginings or telepathic connection to her.

I slipped my hand beneath my britches, and I felt how I was already extremely stiff and hard, just from dreaming about my sweet Jubilee pleasuring herself so, from her wishing that 'twere me so pleasurting her now. My fingers closed around my already-stiff shaft, and stroked until I became as hard as the iron pipes that carry water from lake to village.

"Sweet Jubilee!" I cried out, praying that she could hear me across the miles. "I giveth my seed to thy womb, because I do so love thee!" And with a loud groan, I splattered my seed all over my thighs and my belly. "This is for THEE, my beloved!" I cried out.

My cry awakened dad and grandpa. Grandpa grinned as he saw my spew flying about, landing everywhere. "I see thou truly misseth thy beloved, Joseph. I shant delay you any longer from flying back into the arms of thy bride to be. I am ready to be loaded into thy wagon and carried back to thy village, to witness the marriage of my garndson Joseph and his one true soulmate Jubilee.

And before the cock crowed the morning sunrise, we were all settled into our farm wagon, and our two strong horses were carrying all three of us, the three generations, back to our village, back to my beloved Jubilee, at a steady gallop.

 

[jubileeslave]

I lied awake and looked to the moon and somehow I knew that I was with my Joseph. Entwined souls, forever winding around the nerves that join the spirit binding us. I felt his touch on my skin and his breathe on my body. "Joseph... Joseph"

"Sweet Jubilee!" I cried out, praying that she could hear me across the miles. "I giveth my seed to thy womb, because I do so love thee!" And with a loud groan, I splattered my seed all over my thighs and my belly. "This is for THEE, my beloved!" I cried out.

I rocked in my simple trance and held my arms across my chest, holding the spirit close to me. The rush of heat that came over me as I flushed with passion. Rocking as I had over my lover's body and moaning softly until I fell over, calling his name "Joseph.. Joseph... Joseph"

I awoke and went about my morning chores and set a fire going. I feed the animals and gathered the eggs. Walking back inside and checking on my Da.

"Yer noises were awfullee loud" He snapped as I brought his mornin meal.

"Aye, twas nice too." I ignored his sour repore. My mind was on my Joseph. I felt my heart flutter and quickly ran to the window. I didn't see him but I knew that he was coming... coming for me.

 

[kittykateater]

Joseph

As dad and I settled the horses into a fast but comfortable gallop, grandpa lay down in the back of the wagon, covered in several thick blankets to keep his frail and ailing body warm, as we rode back to our village, so we could all attend my wedding to Jubilee, the love of my life, heart to my heart, soul to my soul.

As we rode on through the woods, the whistling wind in the tree-tops seemed to be calling to me, in my beloved Jubilee's own sweet dulcet voice: "Joseph.. Joseph... Joseph." Her spirit before me, one hand upon her Mound of Venus as her other hand reached out to hold, to stroke, me in my most manly of anatomical locations. Eager to kiss and make love to my brown goddess, I whipped up the horses into an even faster gallop, until dad warned me not to tire the horses too quickly, nor jostle grandpa too severely.

"But canst thou not hear my beloved calling to me through the trees?" I sighed.

"I hear only the sigh of my love-smitten son," dad smiled. "But I doubt not that thou hearest her calling to thee. We shall arrive home soon anon, but tiring the horses shall only delay the arrival of that moment when thou sweepest thy beloved back up into thine arms, that obviously so ache to hold her against thee again."

As we left the woods and entered upon a meadow, through which ran a trickling spring. I stopped to let the hroses rest a while, and for them, and us, to drink of the pure, clear, clean water. Dad confessed to being tired, and joined grandapa to lie down in the back of our farm wagon, and to keep his father company, to talk awhile, as we still had a far distance to ride before sunset. Soon we were on our way again, and now that I was alone at the front of the wagon, I thrust my hand down my breaches, and softly cried out, "Oh Jubilee, my own sweet Jubilee, how I wish that thy dainty hand was joining mine down my breaches now. How I long to hear thy soft, merry giggles as thy slender fingers stroke upon me into hardness."

Somehow, I knew, I just knew, that she could hear me crying out to her, as I had heard her voice upon the wind. And that she would long to touch me down my breeches, every bit as much as I now longed to have her touch me there. And yet I would have to ride and to wait four hours more to hear her soft reply from her own sweet lips.

And now I swore I heard the voice of Jubilee's Da, trying to shame her: "Yer noises were awfullee loud!"

"Aye, twas nice too," Jubilee smiled and giggled, knowing that her Da can never shame her for the purity of her love for me, and of my love for her. In my mind's eye, I saw her run, heart aflutter, to her window. She knew that I was coming... coming for her. Aye, there's a double meaning in that word "coming," for as I was approaching toward her with our wagon, I was also soiling my britches with my liquid love and passion for her, my longing desire for her.

 

[jubileeslave]

I set about the rest of my chores and set to go and gather the firewood once more. I strayed towards Joseph's homestead and sadly returned to my own.

I was outside when the wind blew his scent to me. I scanned the pathway that he would arrive on and beheld nothing but the snow falling to the ground and so even the wind was playing tricks upon me. I turned my back to the pathway and started to break the wood with the weather worn axe. After a while I brought in the pieces and laid upon my bed, even though I felt exhausted I was excited.

My eyes strayed to a spot in the wall that I had never noticed before and was drawn to the very spot that held answers that I would never have dreamed possible. I had found my Mother's family records. I touched the book tenderly and began to open the pages that would open my eyes to why I was so different.

I have been given a book to write my words upon. Ian Kelly certainly is an odd fellow. He looks upon me with great desire and soon I shall vex him to lie upon my bed and sup with me. My Master has already spoken on me becoming Ian's goodwife but that would never be acceptable in the village. All the goodwives gossip like a gaggle of geese.

There is no hope with them as many fear that I have casted many bewitchments upon them and their future. The only thing that keeps me from being burned is that I carry Ian's child.

Ian has spoken with the Master to take the child I carry and live in another village. It is his desire that our child be raised in God's name and abandon me in my beliefs. I hold no ill will against him as he won my heart so long ago. Thus I write as proof of the magic that I am wrongly accused of... should my child be a girl, she will have beauty that pales those around her and be soul twained to her lover. They shall always be as one in spirit when apart by flesh. She will bring much happiness and celebration.

Jubilee... if thou be a daughter, thou shalt be named Jubilee as thou bringest my soul great joy.. yet if a son thou shalt be called Ian the younger for thou will be a strong lover from the joining of us both.

I write this quickly as the Parson has been sent for. Ian also is on his way to bear witness to the birth. I pray that the child lives.. oh merciful God, spare the innocence of this infant.

I have seen thee and knowest thy face. Sweet daughter, knowest this that I shall always love thee, even after my fleshly covering has faded to the dust of the ground, I shall always be part of thine joy. I pray that Ian takes this book and places it within your room as you will one day wish to know thine Mother.

I place my trust that the God that giveth the savoir of the world shall look down in favor and spare me from the stake and fire. I love thee my daughter...

I placed a hand over my heart and smiled as I realized that my Mother was indeed blessed. Despite her grisley death on the stake for witchcraft, she was indeed blessed and now that secret was hidden in my heart.

I went to the window and sat watching for I knew that myJoseph was coming... I felt his breathe grow heavier and the trembling of his body.. I knew that he was mine as well I was his and only death would part us from one another.

Glancing at the sunlight that was dancing over the sugar-coated landscape I whispered softly, "I wait for thee, mine beloved... I wait for thine hand and kneel before thee and calleth thine my only love, for thou art truely mine by Jesu's decree."

I waited until I saw the wagon beyond the village and within a mile of my home and then I rushed outside to greet him in just a thin shift for it was my intention to stir his loins and feel his rod within me, taking me to the blissful heavens that I find in his love

 

[kittykateater]

As our farm wagon finally rounded the bend into our village, I spotted Jubilee running eagerly toward us, the setting sun behind her gleaming through her thin shift, turning the thin fabric transparent. Her shapely legs, her full and firm round breasts, her curvaceous hips, her neatly-trimmed furry triangle, all were illuminated magnificently as the sun set behind her.

"I see why thou art enamored of her so, grandson" my grandfather smiled, as my father silently nodded his agreement.

"Avert thine eyes!" I shrieked at pa and gramps. "For 'tis not fit that 'nother man, asides me, should gaze upon my intended bride, my sunlit goddess, mother to my children. Especially not the day before our nuptuals! Avert thine eyes, damn ye!"

Jubilee seemed afrighted by my anger at my relatives. But I swept her up in my arms, and sat her beside me in the seat. "Fear not, my sweet." I kissed her, stroking her hair and calmly reassuring her. "I was momentarily grasp-ed by the green-eyed monster of jealousy. Until I recalled that jealousy does not prove how much a man loves his lady, but only how unsure he is of himself. I know I need not fear my pa and gramps gazing upon thee, for thou hast eyes only for me. As I have eyes only for thee. And I have no reason to be unsure of thy love...nor mine own. Those are the only certainties I know in this world. Forgive my stupid jealousies?"

She forgave my silly ire and petty jealousy with a passionate kiss, her tongue entering my mouth and dancing sweetly around mine own tongue now.

As we held each other and rode on through the village, Jubilee planted a softer, gentler, sweeter kiss upon my lips, which I eagerly returned. "How I have missed thee, Joseph," she sighed.

"And I thee. Is that pounding I hear, the racing of thine heart?" I placed my hand upon her bosom, confirming the rapid beating of her heart.

"Mmmm! JO-seph!" she cooed on feeling my hand upon her bosom, as she melted deeper into my arms. I pinched her nipples through her fabric, and she giggled lustily. "I see," she giggled again, "that mine giggles have not lost their power over thee. For thou art forming SUCH a lovely tent in thy britches now! Is all of that just for ME!"she giggled yet again, her sensous and delightsome giggles causing further swelling betwixt my legs.

"Aye, he is all yours, my love," and my answer made her squeal in delight, as her hand playfully squeezed the front of my britches.

 

[jubileeslave]

It surprised me to hear my beloved speak thusly to his kin that I withdrew from his touch. It was not my doing to bring discord to his family. Yet Jospeh swept me up into his arms and held me tight to his chest beside him.

"Fear not, my sweet." I kissed her, stroking her hair and calmly reassuring her. "I was momentarily grasp-ed by the green-eyed monster of jealousy. Until I recalled that jealousy does not prove how much a man loves his lady, but only how unsure he is of himself. I know I need not fear my pa and gramps gazing upon thee, for thou hast eyes only for me. As I have eyes only for thee. And I have no reason to be unsure of thy love...nor mine own. Those are the only certainties I know in this world. Forgive my stupid jealousies?"

I kissed him with the intention that he would know that my lips would only seek his and none others as my tongue danced over his. As we went on I kissed him more gently as prying eyes watched the wagon roll by but my beloved kept returning each one. "How I have missed thee, Joseph," I sighed.

"And I thee. Is that pounding I hear, the racing of thine heart?" I placed my hand upon her bosom, confirming the rapid beating of her heart.

My heart raced from his gentle touch that in turn makes me lust for more which would condemn us for such grave sins to lie in each others arms before the vows of marriage. I yearned to lie over him and be swayed into the heights of love that bring us closer to one another. "Mmmm! JO-seph!" I cooed as I was feeling his hand upon my bosom, as I melted deeper into his arms. He pinched my nipples through the fabric and I giggled lustily. "I see," I giggled again, "that mine giggles have not lost their power over thee. For thou art forming SUCH a lovely tent in thy britches now! Is all of that just for ME!" I giggled yet again, as my sensous and delightsome giggles causing further swelling betwixt his legs.

"Aye, he is all yours, my love," was his answer that made me squeal in delight, as my hand playfully squeezed the front of his britches. Then his eyes lit up with the growing smile.

"Twood thou takest me to tumble in the hay again?" I teased as we came upon his farmhouse. Still playing with his throbbing manhood and rubbing my chest against his. Feeling the heat rise as I wanted him more and more, so I began applying more firmness to the rubbing over the rising fabric. I wanted to feel him within the walls of my womb once more for the time away was mournfully painful. Yet I had forgotten that Will and his Da were sitting behind us as I persisted in slipping my hand beneath the britches and stroke against the growing flesh.

"Woman, thou seekest to vex me? Afore mine kin?" He grinned.

I blushed slightly but snuggled closer to his chest. "If it twood have thee atwix my legs and feeding my loins with thy seed , I certainly would, my beloved. I ceratinly would." I kissed him warmly as rubbed my breast against him again.

I heard Will chuckle and gesture to his Father, "Tis no wonder she be with child... she hungers for him as badly as he hungers for her." Then tapped Joseph's shoulder. "Can we get your Grandfather into the warmth of shelter afore you two prove your love for one another?"

Joseph roared in laughter as he pulled me off the buckboard and set me down lightly and fetched up his Grandda and took him within the doorstep. I reached over the sides of the wagon and helped carry things within the house. I watched as Joseph set to work and made a roaring fire and moved his Grandda near the warming glo. Without warning he grabbed me up and headed straight away to his bed and tossed me upon it... "Now, Sweet Jubilee, show me how much thou hast missed me."

I thrust away his breeches and layed his flesh into my lips and suckled firmly. Pulling taunt over the shaft and raking the sides as I sought what I missed greatly. Slipping out of the sparse garment so that his fingers could reach within to bring forth my wines and prepare me for his thrusting pleasure that I desired.

I twisted my hips and knelt letting my backside jiggle at his side. Joseph withdrew from my lips and grabbed my hips, coming from behind me and thrusting his erect staff into my hungry nether lips and bringing about my moans of passion as I moved my body back to buck against him and reach that filling burst of his seed to satisfy what I sorely missed. "Sweet Jesu! " I moaned as he moved at a wild pace and rolling my eyes rocked my backside to envelope his cock deeper and deeper.

 

[kittykateater]

For three long days and nights, my poor cock had ached and strained and throbbed in my britches, from so sorely missing the soft wetness of sweet Jubilee's womb enveloping him.

"Twood thou takest me to tumble in the hay again?" she teased as we came upon dad's farmhouse. Still playing with my throbbing manhood and rubbing her lusciously rounded chest against mine. She began applying more firmness to the rubbing over the rising fabric, forgetting that my dad and gramps were still in the wagon with us. "I want to feel thee within the walls of my womb once more, for the time away was mournfully painful." she cooed lustily.

"Woman, thou seekest to vex me? Afore mine kin?" I grinned.

After Jubilee and I helped carry everything from the wagon back into the house, we settled dad and grampa into their beds, and watched until both closed their eyes and began softly snoring.

I then grabbed her up in my arms, and carried her straight away to my bed, gently settling her onto a sea of blankets of pillows... "Now, Sweet Jubilee, show me how much thou hast missed me."

She nearly tore away my breeches in her eagreness, and with one swift motion, she layed my flesh into her lips and suckled firmly. Her eager lips had clearly missed my cock every bit as much as my cock had missed the enthusiastic suckling of her lips upon me. Her lips plunging so tightly down over my shaft, greedily stuffing her mouth so very full of manliness and moaning for yet more, then raking the sides as she sought what she had missed so greatly.

My hands and hers slipped her out of the sparse garment, and my fingers danced happily deep within, longing to bring forth her sweet wines and prepare her for my thrusting pleasure that she had so constantly desired from our first meeting.

She twisted her so femininely curvaceous hips, and knelt letting her backside jiggle at my side. With great reluctance, I withdrew from her suckling lips, and grabbed her luscious hips, coming from behind her and thrusting my erect staff into her hungry nether lips.

"Thou lovest when I enter thy front door through thy back door, my sweet Jubilee?" It was as much an observation as it was a question.

But her only reply was a series of increasingly louder moans of passion, as she moved her body back, to buck her sweet contracting juiciness against me. "Fill me with another burst of thy seed, to satisfy what I sorely missed," she groaned as her whole sexy body trembled in desire.

"Sweet Jesu! " she moaned as I slammed and thrust myself in and out of her at a wild and frantic pace now. Rolling her eyes in ecstasy, she rocked her backside to envelope my cock deeper and deeper, past her juicy slit, crashing through her cervix and plunging into her very womb. "I shall give our children their very first bath!" I groaned, as my cock pulsed mightily, spraying my seed so deeply, powerfully, forcefully, and continuously into her womb, that sweet Jubilee became afeared lest I should drown our babies.

I held her as she continued to tremble with her own non-stop series of orgasms. I softly kissed her lips and stroked her hair, comforting and soothing her, as I continued to pulse and throb and dribble my man-milk so very deep inside of her.

"My wife!" I whispered. "This is my first time calling thee my wife, sweet Jubilee."

"Not yet, my beloved," she kissed me. "We shall not be married until the morrow."

Just then the cock crowed the dawning. "But 'tis the morrow, my sweet. Afore the sun sets on this very day, we shall be wed. And so I claim the honor to call thee my wife on this morn, though the preacher has yet to bless our union til the sun reach its peak in the sky."

Jubilee kissed me softly, sweetly. "My husband," she cooed softly, obviously delighting in those sweet words rolling off her tongue for the very first time. She rolled me onto my back, and slowly, lovingly, teasingly slid herself down over me. "I wish to ride thee now, my husband."

She began that sexy giggling of hers again, and I almost instantly siffened from the magical power of her lusty giggles, as I thrust upward and she sank herself steadily downward. "Ah!' she laughed merrily. "I am mightily pleased that thou art not yet immune to the cock-stiffening power of my giggles, my love. My HUSBAND!"

 

[jubileeslave]

"My wife!" he whispered. "This is my first time calling thee my wife, sweet Jubilee."

"Not yet, my beloved," I kissed his lips with sweet light tenderness. "We shall not be married until the morrow."

Just then the cock crowed the dawning. "But 'tis the morrow, my sweet. Afore the sun sets on this very day, we shall be wed. And so I claim the honor to call thee my wife on this morn, though the preacher has yet to bless our union til the sun reach its peak in the sky." Joseph's smile beamed upon me.

I kissed him softly, sweetly. "My husband," I cooed softly, obviously delighting in those sweet words rolling off my tongue for the very first time. I rolled him onto his back, and slowly, lovingly, teasingly slid myself down over him. "I wish to ride thee now, my husband."

I began that sexy giggling of mine again, and Joseph almost instantly siffened from the magical power of my lusty giggles, as he thrust upward and I sank myself steadily downward. "Ah!' I laughed merrily. "I am mightily pleased that thou art not yet immune to the cock-stiffening power of my giggles, my love. My HUSBAND!"

We joined each other in the exploration to drive one another to blissful heavens of quenching the fires of lust and desire. We moved together in sheer passion against one another until the heat rose high enough that we were dancing against one another in the dance of children. Springing the floodgates open to spray one another with the wines of sex. "JOSEPH!" I wailed in heat as the flooding rushed over the babies that grow within the womb, I hoped that we don't kill them with the drowning of our lusts waters.

The light of day came to the room and we looked at each other lovingly. "My Da will be expectin me ta fix 'is mornin meal." Kissing his lips once more as I slipped from his bed and went back over the hills to home in the shift and his shirt. I loved his scent.. I had to get ready for the meeting at the Churchyard.

 

[kittykateater]

Joseph

We spent our final morning, before our legal marriage, making each other tremble and spout love-wine from between each other's thighs, once more sealing the intense love and unquenchable desire between us. With both of us completely spent, unable to come even one more drop now, Jubilee carefully climbed off of my still-stiff love pole. She enclosed my shirt over her sheer shift, and scurried home to dress for our wedding day today. She would wear the gown she had made using the fine Asian lace I had given her.

As she left my dad's home, the room smelled delightfully of fresh, raw passion. I held my fingers to my nose and inhaled, for the scent of her dewy love tunnel still lingered upon my fingertips that had so recently explored her. I resolved not to wash my hand before our wedding vows, so I could enjoy the sweet scent of her womanhood upon my fingers as we vowed to love each other all through this life and the next.

I awakened dad and gramps, so they could get ready to attend my wedding. As they dressed in their finest garb, I dressed in my finest church-going clothes, and we all climbed into the elegant carriage that I had hired for the occasion, as the elegantly-dressed carriage driver gently trotted the horses to the churchyard.

Many a groom, both villagers and sailors, has told me that he was nervous on his wedding day, his palms sweaty, his heart racing, his nerves quivering in fear and trepidation. Yet as gramps, dad, and I rode in our carriage, I was calm and at peace. For I had never been so certain of anything in my life, than that I love Jubilee with all of my heart, soul, body, mind, and spirit, and that I want her to be my wife, and I her husband, for all eternity. Certain I was, too, of how eager I am to become a good father to the two babies that my beloved now carries in her beautifully rounded belly. The babies that I planted there.

There was a bit of a row at the churchyard, for Jubilee's Da was reluctant to be the one to give her away to me, the man who he felt had "soiled" his daughter. I heard him shout, "I might as well give ye away today. For thou art damaged goods anyway!" Jubilee was in tears over his cruel remarks, as her Da grumpily led her down the aisle toward me.

But on seeing me, her tears dried and her face lit up in a huge smile, and her eyes sparkled with happiness as she took my hand.

"Oh!" she squealed and giggled. "Thy hand still has a coating of my internal wine upon it!"

"I couldn't bear to wash thy liquid love off of me this morning, my love!" I grinned. "A precious and cherished reminder of our final night before becoming husband and wife."

Jubilee smiled and held up her hand to me, to show me that her palm still bore a smeared stain of my thick, sticky man-milk. "I could not bear to wash thee off of me either, sweet Joseph."

We stood with our bodies facing the preacher, but our eyes joyously locked on each other's loving and lusty gaze, as the preacher intoned: "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of this man Joseph with this woman Jubilee, in the bonds of holy matrimony..."

I do believe these are the sweetest words I ever heard in my life! Me and Jubilee, Jubilee and me, joined forever as one person, one soul. With the permission and the blessing of the Church.

"Dost thou, Joseph, take Jubilee to be thy lawfully wedded wife, to unite with her within the official blessings of the Church, for all time? To have and to hold, to love, honor, and cherish, to place her happiness above thine own, from now until the end of eternity? To become one heart, one soul, one spirit, her and thee, thee and her, conjoined and inseparable, unconquerable in thy love and devotion to each other, for all time?"

"I do!" I shouted, perhaps a bit too loudly and over-enthusiastically. "Oh, YES, I DO!"

"And dost thou, Jubilee..."

 

[jubileeslave]

"And dost thou, Jubilee..."

My eyes watching Joseph with such devotion it was beyond anything that ever was seen before. I smiled and lowered my eyelashes for a brief moment.

"Aye, I do be amarryin Joseph, son of Will fore'er"

"Under the sight of God, our Father; Christ, His son, and the power of the Holy Spirit I bind thee in marriage and let no man put usunder what Our Lord hath joined this day forth. Amen!"

The congregation echoed "amen"

" Thou now mayest kiss thine wife, Joseph" He patted Joseph's shoulder. "May the Lord bless thee both many times over with the bountiful harvest and children in thine hearth as the Lord gives unto thee, my children."

The smile atwix us and the long awaited moment was too much as we shared a long awaited kiss. When our lips parted I stood there all blushing and breathless. A round of noise rose up as our neighbors and friends started to arose the merriment to be moved to the meeting house within the village.

We both knew that the people also would use the chance to know of my stature as all of the women used this time to know the purity of the bride. Joseph knew of this custom quite well and as we made our way from church to town he whispered his plan.

"When the goodfolk leadest thee upstairs thou shalt be asked if thine bleeding is upon thee." Joseph began.

"But thou knowest that I be with thy child, twice o'er." I was confused and vexed at what I was told.

"Tis only the way to keep thine name from being blackened, my love." He hand held my cheeks so tenderly "Thou shalt tell them, Nay tis past. These women shall instruct thee to lie upon the bed. Before I enter, thou must remove thy garments and await me. Then whence I enter they shall leave."

"I be likin this sa far." I grinned

"I will take thee again and after a time, depart the room and sup with the menfolk while the goodwives will check the marriage bed for the sign of thine purity. After they have done so, they will help you clean up and dress, so that you may join me and our brethren as we celebrate our Lord's blessings"

"And pray tell me, how we be aprovin such a thing?" I became a little concerned but Joseph pulled me closer

"Tis all in hand, my love." Kissing my lips once more as we entered the meeting house. The goodfolk there were quickly preparing for the proof as he indictated.

Hands were pushing me up the stairs and the questions quickly began. I spoke truth to everyone until they asked about my bleeding time. "Tis past four daes ago," I lied.

A signal was passed among the women and as Joseph had said they readied me for the marriage bed. Many words were shared as to the union atwix a mon and woman. Also advice to make my husband lie with me on times that are during the heats of summer. I crossed myself in mock horror at some of the things they told me. None of the stories they said could compare to what I have done already with my beloved yet I blushed as they spoke and widen my eyes at the details that were being shared.

Widow Gloowin went outside the door and called "Sendest thine brother to lie with the bride and show thine kinfolk and fellow man thy bride's worth."

Joseph must have ran to the call as he quickly entered just as the gown fell from my body and I lied upon the bed. The women left the room and we started to kiss one another in earnest and will passion. We could hear their giggles outside the door and he winked.

"I shall be gentle with thee, Jubilee. Thou need not fear." Winking with a grin.

" I knowest not what to expect, my husband." I blushed yet nipped at his lips.

Joseph began to play with my damping lips as his fingertips stroked over my nub and sent shivers over my body. "Twill hurt for but a moment.."

"OOHHH!" I cried out as he pinched the flesh there making my nether lips pucker to receive the kiss of his manhood. Then a sharp prick bringing blood to soak the sheets as proof of my virginity.

The murmurring grew outside as they remarked that Joseph had just taken my maidenhead. I blushed hotly hearing them talk at the door of things I felt was best left atwix Joseph and myself. Joseph silently reminded me that it wasn't for our sake but for our children's as he rubbed my belly and I let out a mix of moans and sighes as his hand moved over my flesh and stirred the well within. Quickly within a kiss he moved over me and we began to delight in one another's arms. I clutched to his body as his flesh peirced into mine and the need growing until we both were panting and gasping in quest for our delights. We made no attempt to hide our cries of passion as we bucked to one another in heated fury to relieve that long hidden need. I cried out loudly as I felt the surge and rush that came as his body tensed to release his seed. "joseph...." I moaned as I thrust up my hips, wrapping my legs about his waist and cooing through the spasms that followed and swept into the seed that flowed from my husband's flesh.

We held one another for a time and he kissed my lips as I whispered my question. "What didst thou do afore thine taketh me? What caused my pain and bleeding?"

"It was something that is heard from desparate father's to save daughters from ill repute. Once the flesh is pinched here." Touching the nub and the opening that was so greatly filled by my love. "One merely stabs there with something sharp as the tip of a dagger. The blood flows about the shaft and thus, mine wife is pronounced pure and welcomed gladly instead of shunned and mocked. Our children shall never be called ill names to brand them unsuited. Or be called the spawn of a tavern whore." Joseph explained softly. "Now I should take my leave and let the gossips into the room and have thee come and sup with me when they are done."

I watched Joseph rise and wipe himself with a napkin that was placed by water. "I wouldst like thee to join me." Then he opened the door, winked at me and left the room.

As predicted the three that helped me clean up and redress were clucking their tongues and remarking how virile my husband is and how that as a goodwife I bare him many sons. The widow took up the bloodied sheet and took it downstairs for all to see.

My Da just snorted and turned away. I had shamed him and in his heart I was running away just as my mother was taken from him. Once more he felt alone.

Yet I delighted in the music and merriment and the gifts that we were given. I had never expected such lavishness from the folk that had merely tolerated my presense for many years. Yet I was thankful for each item and promise for livestock that we received.

The hours grew to daylight and finally many had left as my head nodded into the table unable to go on with such merriment. Joseph lifted me once more and took me to the room that was readied for us. My Da was taken with another family so that he wouldn't pine for losing me to my sweet Joseph.

I felt the tender kiss and opened my eyes sleepily "twoodst thou tumble with me again, sweet husband," I muttered as the wines loosened my lips and thoughts as I curled over him and took the flesh that I desired and began to lick and suckle.

Joseph first smiled, then moaned as I drew him deeply into my mouth and feasted fevourishly to gain the milk I sought.

 

[kittykateater]

Joseph

Jubilee is the perfect woman. Sweet-natured. Funny. Fun to be with. Extraordinarily beautiful of face and figure, with a rare soft-brown glow to her skin. Blessed with a spectaculalry beautiful body. And blessed, too, with a voracious sexual hunger for...me!

So when she spoke those musical, magical words before the preacher and the entire gathered village, "Aye, I do be amarryin Joseph, son of Will fore'er" I felt my heart nearly burst wide open with joy...and with pride. And when we kissed, there was such a fiery passion, such newness and wonder, such exploration, as 'twere we had never kissed afore, nor lain together afore, as if the wedding vows had started us both off clean and fresh and anew in life now.

The village busybodies, as is their wont, were to inspect the purity and virginity of my new bride, and we planned a deception that worked perfectly. As these gossips and snoops spied just outside our door.

"I shall be gentle with thee, Jubilee. Thou need not fear." I winked with a grin.

" I knowest not what to expect, my husband." she blushed yet nipped at my lips in the way she already knew from experience greatly pleases me.

I began to play with her dampening lips, already well knowing just where, how, and when to touch her to bring forth her greatest pleasure, but pretending for the sake of the villagers that I did not know. My fingertips stroked over her nub and sent shivers over her body. "Twill hurt for but a moment.."

"OOHHH!" Jubilee cried out as I pinched the flesh there, making her nether lips pucker to receive the kiss of my manhood. Then a sharp prick bringing blood to soak the sheets as proof of my beloved's virginity. Not since sainted Mary herself would there have been a virgin with child in her belly, and "virgin" Jubilee already carried double the blessing of Jesus's own divine mother now!

The murmurring grew outside as they remarked that I had just taken her maidenhead. Jubilee blushed hotly at hearing others speak so frankly over what rightfully should be private between her and me.

"Our children shall never be called ill names to brand them unsuited." I explained softly. "Or be called the spawn of a tavern whore." I had heard some village women called that, but I no sooner said this, than I could see the shocked, hurt, saddened and pained expression in Jubilee's eyes. "I don't think that of thee, my beloved.," I reassured her. "It is only what the village gossips like to say, and I am glad now that nobody shall be able to say this of my beloved, nor of our two children."

Jubilee hushed me so the village gossips would not hear my whispered remark about two children.

"Now I should take my leave and let the gossips into the room and have thee come and sup with me when they are done."

Jubilee's father was ashamed of his daughter for lying with me and becoming with child before we said our wedding vows. And he was upset that his daughter was leaving him at all, least of all to marry me. But Jubilee's "Da" was not about to reveal our deception about Jubilee's virginity, and bring shame upon himself and his family. Nor were my dad or gramps going to reveal our sly deeds, for the shame of village gossip directed at dad's grandchildren and gramp's great-grandchildren. Our secret was safe, and besides, once our twins are born, nobody will be able to say for certain when they had been conceived.

After a night of merriment and revelry, where the whole village shared in the joy of our wedding and its consumation, Jubilee and I were tired, and we retired to our marriage bed.

After we both slept for a few hours, I awoke my bride with a tender kiss, and she opened her sparkling eyes sleepily "twoodst thou tumble with me again, sweet husband," she muttered as she curled her lithe, flexible body over me, and took the flesh that she desired and began to lick and suckle upon my manhood.

I smiled, then moaned as she drew me deeply, eagerly, hungrily into her mouth and feasted fevourishly to gain the milk she so urgently sought.

Without releasing myself from her sweet lips, I carefully turned my body around. "I shall lie the 6 to thy 9, my beloved," I smiled as I buried my face between her silken thighs. I pressed my lips tightly up against her swollen nub of sensitive female nerves, and I slowly ran my tongue across my upper lip, from left to right and then right to left, sweeping my lick sideways across her extended and throbbing love button. She squirmed, she moaned, she groaned, and she shrieked, "Oh my husband I do love theee SSSSOOOO!" My lips tenderly suckled upon her sweet love button, as my raging hard-on tickled the back of her throat.

"Oh, I shall lie 9 to thy 6 ANY time, my husband!" she moaned again, trembling from head to tie and arching her back high to meet my mouth. Then the sweetest nectar flowed from atwixt her thighs, and I happily lapped at my beloved's tasty juices, like a cat licking milk from a bowl.

"Ohhhh!" she groaned. "FEED my lips, my husband!" I felt my balls contract. I felt my shaft stiffen. I felt a rush of fluids enter my flared cock-head. And then with a mighty explosion, my man milk blasted past her lips, squirted over her tongue, and cascaded down her throat, as she greedily gulped down every drop pouring forth from me, and moaningly begged me to pour even more of my manly love-juice into her mouth and throat.

But I was spent now, at least for the nonce. As I slolwy backed myself out of her mouth, my new bride cried out, "Oh, feed my OTHER lips now, my husband!" She used two fingers of her right hand to hold her juicy slit open, and I could hear loud, anticipatory smacking and squishing sounds eminating from deep within her soft feminine folds now. Her left hand encircled my thick, throbbing girth, and she gently, playfully, delightedly guided me into her, squealing with delight as I now fed her nether lips with the very same pulsating man-flesh that had just fed the lips upon her pretty face.

Our bliss, our joy, was complete now. Were ever two people more happy, more in love, more joined into one soul? Had ever two people such passion, such ecstasy?

 

[jubileeslave]

Our bliss, our joy, was complete now. Were ever two people more happy, more in love, more joined into one soul? Had ever two people such passion, such ecstasy?

We were joined together as the morning light shone into our room. I held Joseph close to me as the ebbing of sex filled the morning air and I chuckled as I inhaled deeply. This made me feel complete and alive, in turn I basked in the feeling of joy.

The signs of union were all over the sheets and covers. I would have a time scrubbing those stains from the cloth but would do so in happiness for they were the marks of our true passion for one another.

Now we were expected downstairs to receive gifts from friends and neighbors. Often times it was the promise of use of an animal to plow the feilds or a yearling upon the next time of breeding. I took the time to clean us both with soap and water. Helping my beloved into fresh garments as we greeted the new day of marriage.

"Good Mornin me friends and kin alike."

 

[kittykateater]

We no longer had to fear publicly nor privately exhibiting our love and lust for each other. For we were now legally married and officially blessed by the church. And now that we had lain together with permission, nobody could ever claim our twins were anything but legitimate now. The actual circumstances of their conception were unknown outside the family, and nobody's business.

Now we headed downstairs to greet friends and neighbors and accept gifts. We received gotas, cows, sheep, chickens, very strong oxen, dozens of seedling plants, everything a new-married farm couple could need. One neighbor, taking biblical verse quite literally, had actually beaten his old army sword into a plowshare for us.

Jacob, the blacksmith, surprised us. He had not only noticed a loose whel on our best farm wagon and fashioned a new rim for the wheel in his coke stove, but he also reshoed all of our horses for us. "Ya needn't ha done all o'that," I thanked him. "Tis enough you hosted the dance where my sweet Jubilee and I met and fell in love."

Then a face from my past appeared from the crowd. My old sea captain from my sailor days. Captain Maluba was darker complected than I even remembered him. Making Jubilee, the darkest complexion in the village, look pale by comparuson. "I heard you had met a real beauty," he said. "And what kind of an ingrate would I be not to witness the happiness of the best deckhand I've ever had on any crew of mine? The rumors did na do your lady justice. You have found a goddess, and angel to wed, lucky Joseph."

Four brawny sailors appeared now, carrying a heavy steamer trunk, casket-like upon their shoulders. They set it down between Jubilee and me, and Captain Maluba unsheathed his sword and pried the lid open with the sharp blade.

Jubilee's eyes lit up, and my jaw dropped.

"Gold doubloons from Spain," Captain Maluba smiled. "The tastiest spices from India. The finest silks from China. Satin robes from Japan's most skilled tailors. The rarest herbs from Brazil. The most aromatic incense from Egypt. All for thee, Joseph. And for thy enchanting bride." With that, Captain Mulaba swept his large three-corner hat across his chest and bowed low before us. The four beefy sailors touched their foreheads, bowed and rolled their hands downward, extending their hands toward us in a gesture of friendship.

Captain Maluba touched his sword to his forehead in salute, and then sheathed his sword again. "Shall it be time again soon, sweet husband, for thee to unsheath thine own sowrd again?" Jubilee giggled, gazing deeply, hopefully, lovingly, lustily into my eyes.

"Soon enough, my impatient bride," I smiled, gently and lovingly patting her sweet, round posterior. "Perhaps I shall sheath my sword here for the night, my beloved?"

 

[jubileeslave]

"Shall it be time again soon, sweet husband, for thee to unsheath thine own sword again?"I giggled, gazing deeply, hopefully, lovingly, lustily into his eyes.

"Soon enough, my impatient bride," Joseph smiled, gently and lovingly patting my sweet, round posterior. "Perhaps I shall sheath my sword here for the night, my beloved?"

"Twood be most welcom there too." I kissed his cheek and then joined the merriment of our neighbors.

Father came by and blessed us once more that the Lord grant us strong sons and lovely daughters. I giggled and then said "I believe that thou art blest with foresight."

I walked amid the kinfolk and spent another moment with Joseph's captain. "I be thankin thee for comin ta our weddin feast, Sir. Tis most welcome to our 'ome anna 'onor as well"

 

[kittykateater]

As my old sea captain, Captain Maluba, chatted easily and friendly with Jubilee and her Da, there seemed to be an instant connection between them all, as if they had always known each other somehow. But that could not be. Captain Maluba had spent his life at sea in exotic ports of call, and Jubilee and her Da had spent their lives farming in a remote European village.

The captain started inquiring how one so dark-complected as Jubilee came to live in a village of fair-skinned, green-eyed redheads and blue-eyed blondes. My new father-in-law launched into a complex tale of difficult and dangerous travels out of deep sub-Sahara Africa in his youth, escaping those who would capture and enslave him. As Captain Maluba and Jubilee's Da compared notes on tribesmen they had both known, it became ever cleareer that Captain Maluba and Jubilee's Da were second cousins!

I recalled how sailing the world with the Captain had brought me to the Brazilian tribal chief who had taught me the move Jubilee now so dearly loved, lying 6 to her 9. How a Chinese warlord had given me a gift of precious silk that now adorned Jubilee's wedding dress. And now finding out that my new father-in-law and my old Sea Captain were second cousins. I now knew for certain that Jubilee and I meeting up, naked, at the Harvest Dance, and falling instantly in love and deeply in lust with each other, had been no accident. I now knew for a dead certainty that fate, and other powerful forces unknown to me, had been preparing me, had been guiding my footsteps toward Jubilee, my whole life.

And as I looked at Jubilee's slightly-rounded belly, I understood now WHY the fates had worked so hard for so long, to bring us together. Not only because our love and our passion would serve for all eternity as a shining beacon for how all lovers should be. But also, I now knew, fate had gone to such great lengths, because those twins that my beloved is carrying in her belly now--my twins--OUR twins, must truly be destined for a life of greatness.

The hour was late now, and our many friends and neighbors yawned and excused themselves to go home. "I should leave you two alone on thy wedding night, cousins," Captain Maluba bowed and exited. "I shall wish to talk to thee both, my new-found relatives, on the morrow."

Jubilee and I were finally all alone now, to make merry mischief upon our wedding night. But first we had to shepherd all of our new-gifted farm animals into the barn. That is when we happened upon our new hog standing upon his hind legs behind our new sow, both creatures grunting and squealing in great and obvious delight.

"Givest thee any ideas, my sweet?" I laughed.

"Well, thou didst promise to sheath thy sword in just such a fashion for the entire night," Jubilee grinned, giggling sexily.

 

[kittykateater]

Giving this a bump in hopes Jubileeslave will come back and play with me some more....

 

[jubileeslave]

The hour was late now, and our many friends and neighbors yawned and excused themselves to go home. "I should leave you two alone on thy wedding night, cousins," Captain Maluba bowed and exited. "I shall wish to talk to thee both, my new-found relatives, on the morrow."

"Tis a wonderful thing, twill be alookin forward ta the morrow." I smiled at the Captain.

Jubilee and I were finally all alone now, to make merry mischief upon our wedding night. But first we had to shepherd all of our new-gifted farm animals into the barn. That is when we happened upon our new hog standing upon his hind legs behind our new sow, both creatures grunting and squealing in great and obvious delight.

"Givest thee any ideas, my sweet?" He laughed.

"Well, thou didst promise to sheath thy sword in just such a fashion for the entire night," I grinned, giggling sexily.

We went back into the house and laid upon our bed. I shifted myself to be on my knees "I be ready"

Joseph was undressed quick and behind me in the same manner. We drove into one another and soon were squealing in delight as much as our hogs. Writhing against one another in wild abandonment.

 

[kittykateater]

Mmmm! My new bride Jubilee, naked on the bed, kneeling on her hands and knees, her round and luscious ass just inches from me. I kised her sweet ass cheeks, and smeared pure olive oil into her ass to lubricate her. As my hard-on knocked at her sexy butt, she reached behind her and encircled her hand around my cock, guiding the angle and speed of my entry into her tight, puckered anus.

At first, I slowly, gently eased my hard love rod in and out of her. But then she started rocking her cute, sexy ass back against me faster and faster, so I started slamming hard against her ass with each pounding thrust. I also slid a hand under her, letting a finger slip into her hot, wet, tight pussy.

"Oh...my...HUZ-band!" Jubilee groaned, soaking my finger with her thick, sticky pussy nectar now.

"My...WIFE!" I shouted, emptying the contents of my balls deep into her ass in one...two...three powerful blasts.

She collapsed flat on her stomach and contracted her ass cheeks tightly around my hard cock.

Jubilee peered over her left shoulder and smiled back at me, sighing contentedly. "Thou promised to keep thy sword sheathed thusly, all NIGHT! So good night, my husband."

And with that, we both fell asleep, Jubilee on her stomach and me atop her, my sword safely locked away in the tightly-gripping sheath of her luscious round booty. the perfect wedding night to end a perfect wedding day.

(OOC: I think I just committed bigamy today. In this thread I maried jubileeslave as Jubilee, and in my Flight to Chicago thread I married landiek who's playing Angelique...both on the same day! LOL)

 

[jubileeslave]

( laughes merrily, well we see why kitty eater.. )


"Oh...my...HUZ-band!" I groaned, soaking his finger with my thick, sticky pussy nectar now.

"My...WIFE!" Joseph shouted, emptying the contents of his balls deep into my ass in one...two...three powerful blasts.

I collapsed on my belly and contracted my ass cheeks tightly around his hard cock. As I peered over my left shoulder and smiled back at him, sighing contentedly. "Thou promised to keep thy sword sheathed thusly, all NIGHT! So good night, my husband."

We both fell asleep, I on the stomach and he atop me, his sword safely locked away in the tightly-gripping sheath of mine luscious round booty. the perfect wedding night to end a perfect wedding day

I woke with the call of the cock and wriggled under Joseph who was still within my back door. I moaned as I felt him grow again as he stirred. Dare I be mischeivious for him and I thought to myself why not.

I started to undulate my belly, which moved his shaft deeper in and moved to the shallow. I rocked to him and then groaned as his flesh enlarged within my ass. "Joseph, " I gasped. "please take me thusly... please take me .. to thine heart's joy."

 

[kittykateater]

(OOC: Thank you Jubilee. I am glad that my many photos delight the eyes of you and your Sisters in Passion; I shall have to snap more tonight or in the morning)

Feeding the chickens can wait. Slopping the hogs can wait. Brushing down the horses can wait. All of our morning chores can wait now.

Yesterday I married the sweetest, sexiest woman on the planet. And in my sailor days, I traveled enough of our planet to say this about my beloved, without boast or exagggeration, that she is the most beautiful woman anywhere. And now this morning her cute round arse is grasping and squeezing the hell out of my manhood and begging to be fucked hard, fucked fast, fucked furiiously, fucked deeply, fucked for hours on end. What kind of husband would I be, not to honor her moaned request?

Oh, I honored the HELL out of her request! I pumped my cock slowly, sweetly, gently, in and out of her delightful tushie. I grasped her ass cheeks in both hands and pulled them wide open, slamming in and out, deep and hard and fast, spanking her luscious ass with my swollen balls. I rocked and twisted my whole body until my cock was reaching areas of her ass she never thought or expected could or would get fucked. And I fired off thick man-cream deep up into her arse more times than either of us could count up to.

By the time I finished with her sweet ass, my come...and hers...was smeared all over her cheeks, on her inner and outer thighs, streaming down her legs, and puddling thickly on the bed sheets. And still we both hungered, both clamored for more...much, MUCH more of this wedded bliss!

It was only her Da, my dad, and my grampaw, all vigorously ringing the lunch bell, that had me finally reluctantly ease myself out of her luscious arse now. The cock had crowed at 5 AM, and the lunch bell meant it was now straight up 12 noon. Seven solid hours of mercilessly pounding her arse. As we arose and dressed, Jubilee grinned, "Eat much, my husband. Thou shalt need all thy strength, all thy energy. For as thou hast pounded mine arse mercilessly these past 7 hours, so shall I wish you to do after lunch, to my hot, wet, cock-hungry pussy...7 plus 7 hours, and until well past sunset, my love, my husband!"

"It shall delight me as much as thee, to pleasure thee so...my beloved WIFE!" I kissed her as I led her by the hand to the lunch table. "And thou shouldst eat heartily, too, for thou shalt need all thine energy too, my sweet, for mine thickly-pulsating manhood requires, nay desires, much suckling from thine sweet red mouth."

 

[jubileeslave]

I grinned, "Eat much, my husband. Thou shalt need all thy strength, all thy energy. For as thou hast pounded mine arse mercilessly these past 7 hours, so shall I wish you to do after lunch, to my hot, wet, cock-hungry pussy...7 plus 7 hours, and until well past sunset, my love, my husband!"

"It shall delight me as much as thee, to pleasure thee so...my beloved WIFE!" Joseph kissed me as he led me by the hand to the lunch table. "And thou shouldst eat heartily, too, for thou shalt need all thine energy too, my sweet, for mine thickly-pulsating manhood requires, nay desires, much suckling from thine sweet red mouth."

Sitting with my Da and his kinfolk and smiling as widely as a chereshire cat. I ate well enough and listened as Da spoke of the many things to come in the spring. Calves and planting seemed to be the only things on my Da's mind. I hung my head in shame as he kept talking about the morrow.

I moved away from the table with the dishes to be washed. How could Da be so blind? Even Joseph and his Da was astonished by the conversion.

"I be agoin ta me own 'ome nae.. tis not a good thing ta be awastin time on idleness." Ian said as he headed for the doorway.

I groaned as I watched him go. Tears flooding my cheeks as I felt my heart was torn ashunder. I looked to Will and felt more ashamed for it came to pass in his home.

"Fa'er, I pray ye forgive me."

 

[kittykateater]

As Jubilee's Da yammered on about calves and planting, I grinned to myself, knowing that I had planted my own seeds into my sweet beloved Jubilee not once, but twice, and that as a result Jubilee would bear us two little "calves" of our own this coming summer.

"Tis not a good thing ta be awastin time on idleness," Ian grumbled, and now I knew for certain that his cruel remarks were aimed at his daughter and her new husband, me.

Ian's cruel remarks had my beloved bride in tears now. "Fa'er, I pray ye forgive me."

"Ye have nothing to ask fogiveness FOR, my love," I soothed away her tears. "You fell in love with me, and I with you, and that be no crime in the eyes of God nor man."

"Idleness!" Ian shouted again. "Dam-ned lazy idleness!"

"Tis not idlness," my own dad shouted angrily at my father-in-law, "for newlyweds to spend a day or two loving each other body, mind, and soul. Twould be a crime and a sin if they didst nay do so. Thou art so wrong-headed, Mister Ian, that I can't even BEGIN to tell thee all the ways that thou be wrong."

My dad's hot temper is legendary, but even I have never seen him so worked up before.

"Harken thy memory back to thine own bride, Ian," my dad sternly rebuked. "As I recall, nobody in the village saw thee nor thine own bride for o'er a month after thy vows, and thy lawn grew higher than thy cow's shoulder afore ye two emerged from thy love cottage. Twas love that kept thee both in that cabin through two new moons. And tis love, not idleness, that shines so gleefully now in the eyes of thy daughter...and my son. So leave them be with thy cutting remarks, Ian."

"T'may have been with me and my bride as thou sayest, Will," Ian grumbled grumpily, "but at least I did nae make my bride a swollen cow afore we said our vows to our neighbors and our Higher Power."

One of the ladies who had witnessed Jubilee's bleeding glared at Jubilee's Da. "Callest me a liar then, Ian? I swore on my oath that Jubilee be a virgin afore Joseph took her upon her wedding night. Darest thou to challenge my veracity upon this point?"

This woman was bigger and stronger than the fiercest Anmazon warriors I had met in the Brazilian jungles. Ian trembled at her ire now, and he meekly mumbled, "No ma'am. No man who values his life and the safety of his own limbs, would dare call thee a liar."

"Good," she smiled. "then let this be the end of such talk against thy daughter and her marvelous catch of a husband now, Ian. Go thee now, and attend thy planting and thy calves, since thou art so intent upon such tasks above thine own daughter's wedded bliss. And should I hear of thou bringing thy daughter to tears agin with thy cruel remarks, thou shalt have ME to answer to, Mister Ian."

"And me," said my dad, striking a threatening pose.

"And me," said the village priest. "And thy God allmighty besides."

As Ian departed, my dad turned toward me and my new bride Jubilee. "Thou be as yet newlyweds. Go thee hence, now. Thy marriage bed awaits thee again."

Jubilee blushed at dad's suggestive remark. Nevertheless, she took my hand and led me away to consummate our marriage yet again...and again and again and still AGAIN.

 

[jubileeslave]

Da once more rode the tide of misery and vexed me as he had many times as a child. Even in his leaving I was worried about him getting home.

"Thou be as yet newlyweds. Go thee hence, now. Thy marriage bed awaits thee again." Father Will chastised.

Indeed I did blush as a goodwife should but when we departed behind the door, it was not a goodwife that knelt betwix my love's legs and undid his knickers and suckled upon his flesh with honest hunger.