The Purple Thistle

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Getting ready for the wedding had made the household very busy. Finally they had gotten Anna dressed and ready and Alexander had agreed to walk her down the aisle. The wedding had gone off without a hitch and as everyone headed into the house for the wedding feast, Alexander had been by her side, dropping hints like great big boulders. He had noticed that Dr. Fredrick had been there at the wedding and certainly knew that he had checked her out beforehand. Like it was a surprise when he himself had suggested the whole thing. Ha!

The man was positively antsy, and she well knew that he was thinking with his little head as opposed to the head on top of his shoulders. Meanwhile, during the wedding she had been asked to be the Matron of Honor so once Alexander had sat down on the pew next to Clair who was holding Carlton and Jane who was holding Leander, Veronique was still standing up front with Anna and more than once she had caught her poor husband looking at her with desire. She had merely smiled benignly at him with the poor man squirming in his seat and she had figured that he was probably trying to relieve the tightness of his trousers.

At the dinner, he had discreetly slipped his hand upon her knee through all the material as he looked at her questioningly.

She merely shook her head and whispered, “Love, now is not the time to discuss what the Doctor said. Tonight.”

He suddenly looked worried and she was afraid that the poor man would probably explode. The rest of the dinner was all about Claude and Anna, with Anna blushing at all the innuendos and Claude looking proud and about to bust his buttons. The babies had become fussy (probably from all the ooohing and aaahing and being passed around to strangers) and had been taken to the nursery.

The party was heading towards its final conclusion. Claude and Anna would spend their wedding night in Claude’s small home and then leave the next day for the coast for a week before they returned to begin their married life together. Veronique had slipped away a bit earlier to check on the boys but as the host, Alexander had to stay a bit longer until people began to leave.

Veronique kissed the babies goodnight. Clair announced that both boys had been exhausted and had quickly fallen asleep. As a surprise, Veronique quickly slipped down the hall and into the bedroom. Jane had been waiting for her, giggling and all starry eyed about the wedding and finally helped Veronique undress and get into bed. She sent the girl away and told her not to return until midday tomorrow. She lay nude under the covers, anxious for Alexander’s arrival. After a while, the noise in the house seemed to calm down a bit before she heard his footsteps along the hall. Someone - one of the servants - called out good night to her husband.

When he entered, he seemed tired and she feared that he might be too tired. He stopped when he saw her in bed, the covers drawn up so that only her head, shoulders and arms showed above while everything else was hidden. She smiled enticingly to him.

“You look tired, my love. Too tired to look beneath these covers and resume your husbandly duties to your loving wife?”

 

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Alexander tried his best to enjoy the wedding but he was only concerned with what news Doctor Fredrick had given Veronique, he was on tenterhooks all through the ceremony squirming on his seat as his erection refused to lie down. Veronique was no help as she gave no indication as to whether, from his point of view at least, it was good news or bad. He tried to wheedle it out of Doctor Fredrick but the wily old man refused to discuss Veronique's condition with him, only saying that he should talk to Veronique. Even at the wedding feast he had his hand on her knee in the hope that if it was good news he might have a foretaste of the night's activities but she had remained steadfast.

'Love, now is not the time to discuss what the Doctor said. Tonight.'

Which did nothing to calm his fears of yet another sexless night. Yet as he looked around everyone seemed to be looking forward to a night of rumpy pumpy, Claude and Anna were honour bound to consummate their marriage and he noticed his cousin Timothy in earnest conversation with Jane who was looking at him with adoring eyes as he slipped an arm around her waist and pressed her to him then chucked her under her chin with a forefinger, Alexander knew the signs, Timothy was after more than conversation. Jane left Timothy shortly before Veronique left, no doubt to help her get ready for bed, as Jane left she whispered to Timothy,

"In the pagoda in half an hour then."

Alexander would have followed Veronique upstairs but was buttonholed by one of the guests, a merchant from the village touting for business. In truth Alexander was duty bound to stay to the end as the host so it was over an hour before he could go to Veronique. He climbed the stairs slowly, a weary dejected looking figure with his head down and shoulders slumped. As he walked slowly along the landing one of the maids passed by and called out,

"G'night Sir."

All he could muster in reply was a desultory wave of his hand.

Veronique was in bed when he entered the bedclothes up to her chin with just her head, shoulders and arms showing. He felt disappointment wash over him and he forced a smile.

'You look tired, my love. Too tired to look beneath these covers and resume your husbandly duties to your loving wife?'

He could not believe his ears and saw Veronique giving him a dazzling smile and a hungry look in her eyes. The weariness fell from him like a cloak and he crossed the room to her and pulled back the bed covers to find her in all her naked glory, already showing signs of arousal.

"You knew, you knew all day long but you did not tell me. I have been in agony all day, fearing the worst. You will pay for that tonight."

He wasn't angry with her, just relieved that their enforced celibacy was finally over. He undressed in record time, his clothes lay where he dropped them as he climbed into bed and he enveloped her in his arms kissing every spot he could reach and his hands and fingers busy elsewhere. His fingers found her sex hot and already wet with need and desire. He wasted no time rolling her onto her back and sliding his pipe like manhood into her core. With no pretence at romance he satisfied himself and Veronique, gushing his seed inside her as never before. When he was done he lay with her in his arms her head on his chest, her fiery red locks spread over his body as he stroked her tenderly.

"Again my love? The night is still young."

 

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Jane snuck out as soon as possible though Her Ladyship had been a bit slow getting ready for bed. By the time that she had hunted for the woman’s stupid wrapper only to have her decide not to use it in bed, she was running late.

By the time that she left the master bedroom, it had been longer than the half hour that she she told Sir Timothy that she would meet him. She feared that he would have given up on her and left the pagoda. This Sir Timothy was so handsome and seemed to like her as he had actually asked her, a mere maid, if he could see her later. But he had said that he had a question to ask her and had whispered to keep secret their meeting.

Running back to her bedroom on the third floor, she grabbed a light shawl to throw over her shoulders as the night air could be a bit cool. She still wore the plain blue dress, with every button in the bodice buttoned up tight. She did remove the apron and the full skirt of the dress made her look a bit less maidish. Glancing in the mirror, she bit her lips and quickly pulled her hair out of its bun. Her long blonde locks tumbled down her shoulders and back in waves.

Jane was a true beauty. Had she been born of noble blood, she could have been a queen. Her bright blue eyes, waist-length blonde hair the color of ripe wheat, and clear, fair complexion would have been immortalized in song and poem. Had her father had wealth she could have been assured a great marriage like that of her new Mistress, the Countess Vernay.

But Jane had been an orphan raised in a convent by the Good Sisters of Saint Joan. When she became old enough, she had been given the choice of cutting her hair and joining the order of the Good Sisters of Saint Joan, or finding a job as a maid or something like that.

Jane chose the outside world and quickly found herself working at the Vernay Estates. It was soon noted that though she had a stunning face and a shapely figure, the girl was very naive and not very bright. She was sweet enough, but seemed to easily forget what she had been asked to do so usually she could not be left alone to perform a chore and would frequently be found sitting daydreaming instead of polishing the silver or dusting the study.

Most of the house had settled down for the night as she slipped down the back stairs and out the back door. She ran across the grounds towards the pagoda, its darkness looming ahead.

She paused at the doorway before carefully entering, calling out softly.

“Sir Timothy? Sir Timothy? Are you still here?” It was dark and she heard no answer to her query. Oh, she had missed him and he would probably be mad at her because she was late.

 

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Sir Timothy Fraser stood in the shadows of the pagoda listening to Jane, the gorgeous young maid, calling out to him. She was late and had kept him waiting, he did not like to be kept waiting but the promise of the young maid's body was too hard to resist.

'Sir Timothy? Sir Timothy? Are you still here?'

He had noticed her at the wedding and had managed to strike up a conversation with her. It had been easy to impress her, paying her compliments on her beauty, that was easy, she was a beauty, long blonde hair that shimmered in the candlelight of the great hall of his cousin's manor house, her dress was a plain blue dress that signified her status as merely a servant, but her status did not concern him, he was only interested in what that plain, tightly buttoned dress was hiding.

She moved past the dark alcove where he stood and peered into the darkness when he moved silently behind her and his arms went under her arms and reached upwards to grasp the firm twin mounds of her breasts. She gasped with surprise as he pulled her back to him his bulging hardness pressed against her tight derriere.

"Yes my lovely I am still here, waiting for you so that we might get to know each other better." he whispered seductively in her ear and turned her to face him, as he turned her his hands never left the delicious curve of her breasts.

He looked down into her bright blue eyes and her elfin face looked up at him her cherry red lips partly open in surprise.

"Do you know what I would like to do this very moment my little beauty." he asked softly.

"N,,N..NO Sir Timothy." she stammered nervously but so happy that he had called her a beauty.

I would like to kiss that pretty mouth of yours and taste your sweet lips, you may kiss me back if you wish."

"Oi would loike that very much Sir Timothy, oi ain't 'ad a lot o' practice tho'."

"That does surprise me Jane, I would have thought a rare beauty like you would have been prey for every man in the county."

'There 'e's called me a beauty again, 'e must really loike me ' She thought and felt him pull her closer to him, there was something hard pressing against her belly. Jane tilted her face up so that Sir Timothy could kiss her pouting her lips for the kiss.

His lips were on Jane's lips, pressing hard against them and his tongue was worming its way into her mouth, suddenly she couldn't breathe and she opened her mouth to take a breath and his tongue, soft and wet was curled around her own. It felt strange to her but rather nice, no one had ever kissed her like that before, in fact only one boy had ever kissed her and it hadn't been half as nice as the handsome Sir Timothy's. Jane found herself held ever closer to Sir Timothy's warm body, she found it comforting and wriggled against him and felt that hard lump now pressing between her legs, she had no idea what it was and was afraid to ask Sir Timothy in case he got angry and stopped kissing her. There was only one thing for it, he had told her it was alright, so, she kissed him back wiggling her tongue against his. Suddenly she became aware that her dress was no longer tight against her bosom and was embarrassed to see that somehow the buttons had become undone and she only had a chemise on underneath. In a way it felt better this way because her nipples were taut and swollen against the thin cotton chemise, but what would Sir Timothy think of her displaying herself like this?

"Oi'm sorry Sir oi dunno 'ow it 'appened but gimmee a moment an' oi'll do me dress up agen."

Sir Timothy chuckled, the buttons coming undone had been no accident, while Jane had been lost in his kiss his hands had been busy.

"Nonsense, my dear beautiful trollop, you have the most perfect breasts I am sure, they should not be hidden away like some ugly deformity, they should be on view for some lucky man like myself to admire, may I?"

He took hold of the chemise at the neckline and tugged it down until her full, shapely bosoms popped out and in the cool air her nipples had turned a darker shade of pink and were hard swollen buds atop her soft pillows.

Jane blushed a rosy pink and gasped,

"OHHH!!! Sir Timothy,"

Timothy grinned lecherously, his teeth gleaming as he cupped each soft mound and lifted them to his lips. He found a ripe luscious nipple and licked it first, wetting it and then sucking it into his mouth as his other hand rolled the other nipple between his fingers.

Jane was lost, not knowing what to do, she wasn't frightened as Sir Timothy had been so nice to her, telling her she was beautiful and wanting to kiss her and what he was doing actually felt rather nice. She did wonder though what he meant when he said she was a trollop, she had heard the word before but what it meant she didn't really know but it couldn't be anything bad, Sir Timothy probably knew lots of words that she didn't.

Sir Thomas suddenly let her go and held her at arm's length,

"Be a good girl now Jane and lift your skirt, right up please."

 

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Be a good girl now Jane and lift your skirt, right up please.

Jane blushed and shook her head. “Oh no, sir, Oi could never do that. Tha nuns taught me that Oi shouldn’t.”

Timothy paused, but only for a moment. Nuns? She had been taught by nuns. She had to be a virgin. This Jane was a true gem. and his cousin hadn’t tasted her first. That wife of his must be a real shrew. If he was going to be the first between dear Jane’s legs, it would require some work. But she was so naive that if he got her sidetracked with kissing, then he could work that skirt up himself. And then after that...

“Jane, you are beautiful and I find myself overwhelmed with it.”

He began kissing her hands as he drew her over to the settee that sat in the dark. In fact, this darkness could play to his advantage.

“Oh. Sir Timothy, you just make my head spin. But Oi really should button back up my bodice.”

She started to button up her bodice but he quickly started kissing her hands to make her stop.

“Jane! Jane!” He proceeded to kiss her neck, and Jane felt overwhelmed. His lips on her skin were exciting, brushing against her neck, then up to her jaw. Once again his lips claimed her and the world spun.

This time, she had figured out that he wanted her mouth open as his tongue rushed into her mouth and wrapped around her tongue. The entire thing was overwhelming! He was a lord and he was kissing her! He thought her beautiful!

He pressed against her as he kissed her and she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Oh, Sir Tim...” was all that she got out before his lips kissed hers hard.

Timothy had been busy as he kissed the girl. Pressing himself to Jane’s body, he was eager to have her. If her body was anything like her face, it was be stunning.

He had managed to work Jane into a position where she was reclined on the settee, her hair draped over the side and onto the floor of the pagoda. Moonlight spilled into the room as he spoke to her, his voice low and urgent.

“Jane, you are my moon goddess!”

“Oi...Oi...Oi am?” The girl sounded a bit confused and breathy and he almost smiled. He knew that she would be his. His cock twitched in anticipation as his fingers slowly lifted her skirt. He knew that she would only be wearing her bloomers with a slit in the crotch.

He pulled back and watched the moonlight land on her exposed breast. “My Moonlight Goddess, your skin positively glows in the moonlight.

“It does?” He overwhelmed her mouth again, his fingertips feeling the coarse fabric of her bloomers. He was close. All he needed to do was let loose his serpent and head straight for her nest. And if he played her right, hopefully he could fuck her a couple more times before he returned home.

 

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Timothy sought out the young innocent maid's treasure, slowly so very slowly he seduced her mind and body, he kept her attention from his hand between her legs by teasing her with kisses and caresses, playing with her breasts and nipples, keeping her mind on the pleasant sensations that made her body tingle, murmuring things to her that made her feel special and so lucky that here was a man that actually liked her, liked her a lot it seemed, not only that he was a lord and people of his standing were honest and trustworthy were they not? Like Lord Vernay, he was kind but he had never shown any interest in her. Her breasts tingled as he pulled and squeezed her breasts. Jane had a strange feeling down below, almost as if she was emptying her bladder but she knew it wasn't that, it was odd, she had never felt like this before.

"Why so tense my little beauty, relax and enjoy yourself." Sir Thomas's voice was so soothing and sounded so far away, she tried hard to relax and let one leg slip off the edge of the couch so her legs were open. She suddenly realised that her skirt and chemise were way above her knees and her legs were showing almost to the point where her hair would be showing, not only that, Sir Thomas's hand was stroking her mound through her cotton pantaloons. She knew that was wrong and said in a small weak voice,

"Sir Thomas, you shouldn't be doin' that ye knows, it's mekkin' me feel sorta funny."

Sir Thomas sounded surprised when he replied,

"But Jane, just because you have never felt this way before doesn't mean it's wrong, can you honestly say that you find it unpleasant?"

"No Sir, it's rather noice but the nuns always told me that oi shouldn't let any man but me 'usband touch me there."

"Nuns? BAH to them they are but dried up prunes and do not know the joys of being loved by a man."

A wonderful feeling washed over Jane as she lay there with Sir Thomas halfway across her pinning her down, he had mentioned love, did that mean he loved her? If she let him carry on doing what he was doing would he ask her to marry him and she would become a lady, of course she would say 'yes'.

She reached up and stroked his face,

"In that case then m'lord I am yours, do as you wish and oi promise oi WILL enjoy it."

Sir Thomas smiled in triumph in just a few moments he would take her virginity, her innocence and if he played her right he could stay for another day or so and have her in his bed.

"OHHH my sweet you make me so happy, it was destiny that has brought us together, please allow me to see all of you in your perfection so that I can carry the image in my mind for evermore."

"You ,, you,, mean for me to undress and let you see me nekked?" Jane was suddenly nervous about this, she hadn't bargained on being naked in front of Sir Timothy, at least not until they were married.

Sir Thomas looked at her sternly, "That is precisely what I mean, you must learn that when I ask you to do something you will do it because you love me, is that not so?"

Jane looked down at the floor, she hadn't meant to anger him and he was right she would do as he asked because she loved him.

Jane stood up and shrugged her dress off her shoulders then her chemise, she still wore the knee length blue woollen stockings but those apart she was naked, shivering slightly in the cool night air that puckered her nipples. She stood with her arms by her sides unsure of how to stand but her blond bush with its tight curls was on display.

Sir Thomas was ecstatic as he walked around her like a cat stalking a mouse. As he stood behind her he opened his breeches and pulled out his fearsome weapon, eight inches of pulsing manhood. Before he faced her again he noticed the dimples in each of her tight round derriere, "By George, I'll be having some of that arse before I leave" he thought.

He walked around in front of her again and laughed as her eyes opened wide in wonder.

"You will soon become accustomed to it my pretty young maiden."

 

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He spoke of destiny, and called her his moon goddess, and his sweet. Soon he would take her away from all of this - this life as a maid - and make her a lady. And then she could sit and have tea instead of serving tea.

His kisses made her head spin. But he had asked her to undress and had pointed out that she would if she loved him. Oh! But she did love him. He was so handsome and charming and spoke of love and she found herself doing just that. The moonlight gave the pagoda a magical glow and when finally she stood before him naked save for her woolen stocking, Sir Timothy walked around her looking at her alabaster skin of perfection. When he stepped back in front of her, his own breeches were undone and her eyes widened in shock at the size of his manhood. She had never imagined that a man’s member was so large. Yet he laughed and assured her.

You will soon become accustomed to it my pretty young maiden.

He gallantly kissed her hand and the moon slipped behind a cloud and plunged the pagoda into darkness as she gave a little cry.

“Fear not, my love, for I shall protect you.”

His words calmed her as he once again began to kiss her. All the while he maneuvered her to the settee and she soon found herself sitting on her dress and petticoat, while his hands caressed her breast, her hips and then her thighs. All the while, between each kiss, he spoke of love and of her beauty, calling her his goddess.

She never knew when she wound up laying back on the settee, the handsome Sir Timothy above her as his kisses stole her breath away. For his part, Timothy knew that he had her. Tonight he would take her virginity with promises of love. If she thought that he would marry her, then she was mistaken. He had two more nights after this before he would return home. Tonight he would fuck the beauty here and then send her back to her room after making her promise to keep their secret for now. Tomorrow and the next night, her could fuck her in the comfort of the bed that his dear cousin was putting him up in. He smiled. This Jane was a beauty and he would enjoy using her body before returning home. He had not been able to bring Bonnie, the wench that warmed his bed back home. But this Jane was even more beautiful than Bonnie, and he could hardly wait to break her maidenhood and be her first. He would kiss her as he did the deed and that way no one would hear her cries. And after the pain dissipated, the little tart would be eager to be fucked by his cock.

The darkness hid the smile on Timothy’s face as he whispered in Jane’s ear.

“Oh, my love, will you be mine?”

Jane gasped. Was he asking her to marry him? “Be yores? Oi’m pleasured ta be yores and yore’s alone.”

Timothy smiled at her words. The poor thing had no idea just how much pleasure she was about to receive.

“But, my love, it must be our secret. You mustn’t tell anyone. Not your friends. Not even my cousin or his wife.”

The moon peeked our from its cloud and Jane looked up into his eyes. Solemnly she nodded as Timothy wedged himself between her legs and pressed his cockhead against her sex. Soon he would have his cock buried balls deep in this sweet little pussy and she would then be his. Maybe he could even convince her to let him fuck her twice tonight before sending her back to her room. But tomorrow night, he would fuck her in the comfort of the bedroom up at the manor.

 

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The beautiful young maid lay naked on her back, naked that is except for those ghastly woollen stockings that she wore, he wondered how much better she would look in fine silk stockings with bows and a garter on her thigh but for the moment he had her just where he wanted her, nervous but eager for him to fuck her, though of course such thoughts would not enter her pretty little empty head, she wanted him to make love to her, treat her kindly and make her body tingle and tremble.

His manhood was at her entrance ready to sheath itself inside her tight pink hole but then an evil thought crossed his mind. If he delayed the act a little longer and teased her body she would become even more eager for him to take her.

"Before we begin my pretty maiden would you like to hold my member, feel its desire for you, feel it throbbing in your hand, each beat of my heart replicated in your hand?"

He took her hand and closed it around the pulsing shaft and showed her how to move her hand along the length.

"OOOOHH, Sir Timothy it's so big ain't it? It feels nice tho', oi can feel yore 'art beatin', am oi doin' it roight?"

"MY dear Jane, it is perfect, as are you, we are made for each other, you will fit tightly around me like a made to measure glove."

Jane sighed happily, Sir Timothy liked what she was doing and he said they were made for each other, she wondered how long she would have to wait before they were married, until then she would do all she could to make him happy.

Sir Timothy removed her hand from his swollen manhood and tweaked a pert hard nipple and grasping one soft breast in his hand he shuffled himself between her legs and with his other hand he opened her folds feeling them wet and juicy, his hips moved forward slowly, his cockhead filling and stretching the entrance to her innocence. As he pushed deeper his lips covered hers, muffling her cries as he broke her maidenhood.

It all felt so strange to Jane, lying there naked, waiting, waiting for what she wondered? Sir Timothy though had been a rock, showering her with compliments and asking for nothing in return except for her to show him that she loved him. She loved him so much that there was only the slightest hesitation from her when he asked her to undress for him so he could appreciate her body, nobody had ever asked her to do that before but with her husband to be she firmly believed that it was only right that he should see what she had to offer. His kisses and caresses were magical and she all but swooned when he put her tiny hand on his throbbing manhood, she could feel his heartbeat in the thick meaty length, then he trusted her enough to show her how it liked to be stroked, jerking in her hand like a one eyed serpent. Between her legs it felt hot and wet and sort of tingly, when Sir Timothy removed her hand from him and shuffled forward she knew that in just a few moments she would be a woman. Her nipples ached as never before when he briefly played with it before he held her breast firmly in a strong manly hand.

Firm, agile, knowing fingers parted the folds that guarded the gateway to her innocence and then she felt him pushing into her, stretching her tight entrance, but not hurting, he was so gentle, he pushed further then he smothered her cries with kisses as he swept away her virginity, her innocence gone in an instant. The pain stabbed at her for a moment then it was gone and she seemed to be floating. Without realising it Jane had closed her eyes but now she slowly opened them to find Sir Timothy smiling down at her. He was just rocking his hips, keeping his cock moving inside her, massaging the soft silky walls, encouraging her juices to flow and keep her pussy lubricated.

"How was it my moon goddess?" he cooed softly, "You did very well, your body understands now what true love is like and craves that love, you crave it don't you Jane? This is just the beginning, I will continue for a while then you can rest and then we shall make love in earnest before you have to leave."

For some reason Jane began to cry, tears fell from her eyes and ran down her cheeks.

"Thankyou Sir Timothy, thankyou a thousand times, it were boo'iful, oi want us to do that as much as we loike, will you?"

Sir Thomas smirked to himself, he had the gorgeous creature right where he wanted her, impaled on his cock and practically begging him to fuck her whenever he liked.

"You praise me too much my little strumpet, but of course I want you again and then some more, the more we do it the better it will be, how's that sound."

Jane understood what a strumpet was in her language but surely in the language of a gentleman like Sir Timothy it meant something entirely different, but now she relaxed and enjoyed the sensation of Sir Timothy pumping in and out of her deflowered pussy.

True to his word Sir Timothy let her rest briefly then he fucked her again having to smother the loud cries of ecstasy that accompanied each deep thrust. Before Jane left after gathering up her clothes and getting dressed Sir Timothy told her,

"'Twas a wonderful night for us both Jane, remember tho' not a word to anyone, they wouldn't understand. Come to my room tomorrow night at ten o'clock and we will have the comfort of my bed. OH and Jane dear do not wear those stockings again,"

 

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In a flash, Alexander crossed the bedroom and threw back the covers to feast his eyes upon her naked body that had been hidden under them. The odor of her arousal drifted up to him and he grinned at her.

You knew, you knew all day long but you did not tell me. I have been in agony all day, fearing the worst. You will pay for that tonight.

And with those words he seemed to rip off his clothes and hurriedly climbed into bed with her, his hands everywhere while he kissed her hard and deeply. With very little fanfare he rolled her on her back and slid his rock hard manhood into her hot wet core, giving a groan as his hips slammed against hers as she met him thrust for thrust. This was something that they had both missed, both wanted, both needed.

She clung tightly to him as with a cry he came, filling her womb with his warm seed. Several seconds later she shuddered as she too came, their fluids mixing. She had missed him so much.

As finally things calmed down, Alexander rolled over on his back and drew her into his arms, her long red hair almost like a cover across his chest and her body. His hand stroked her side, following along until it reached her hip.

Again my love? The night is still young.

“Again, and again, and again.” She kissed him, her heavy breast pressed against his chest. Meanwhile her husband seemed happy with the start of the night and Veronique had no complaints whatsoever. For months now, he had been complaining about only having access to her mouth and occasionally her ass. So now that the way was open, he had best not be passing up this opportunity.

“And again and again and...”. She giggled as he rolled over on top of her and grinned back deviously.

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Sneaking back into the house and up the back stairs, Jane was in love. Sir Timothy was going to marry her and make her a lady. When she was growing up in the convent orphanage, she had never dreamed that such a wonderful thing would ever happen to her. Lady Jane. Lady Jane. It sounded so grand. He had made love to her. Her!

Once in her room, she had noticed the blood between her thigh - the sign that she was now a real woman. His woman. And he wanted to see her again tomorrow night. Ten o’clock and without her best woolen hose.

It would be hard to keep their love secret, but she would do it for him. She climbed into bed and dreamed of her future husband.

 

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Alexander was in seventh heaven as he made love to Veronique, after being denied full access to her for so long he was happy to accept her as she was, that being said she was still the most beautiful woman in the world to him but she hadn't yet regained the slim, lissom figure she had before the twins. Just having her next to him and her sweet kisses urging him to take her set him on the path to making love to her almost nonstop throughout the night. They took it in turns to ride the other, Veronique had never really been an accomplished rider but she more than made up for it with unbridled enthusiasm. Alexander loved how her heavy milk filled breasts bounced and swayed in front of him as he attempted to capture a swollen nipple with his teeth, at one point he admonished her gently,

"You tease me so with your actions, and I do love you so for it but if you would just slow down I would be able to suckle on your breasts a while."

However she appeared to ignore his pleas and rode him harder, pushing her hot wet core down on him sheathing his cock inside her, using her muscles to grip him tight and wring his cream from him to spurt inside her and seconds later collapsing panting on his chest as she released her own juices.

"Remember this night my love, it would not surprise me if there is another tiny Vernay hiding inside you and has not made his or her presence known yet,"

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Throughout the day Jane's mind had been anywhere but on the task in hand, she daydreamed about what would happen tonight in Sir Timothy's bedroom, in his bed, she felt wet between her legs and squeezed her thighs together and had to steady herself as her legs felt weak. He had told her not to wear the thick woollen hose that she wore throughout the day and she thought he would like it if she went prepared to undress quickly. She was hoping that she would see more of Sir Timothy's body, true she had seen his manhood and touched it and even had it inside her. That felt nice she decided and she would like it if he was naked as well when he did her again.

Jane pondered on what to wear and decided that she would perhaps tease Sir Timothy a little and wear just a thin cotton nightie and nothing else. She finished all her chores quickly and asked Lady Vernay if she could be excused that evening from attending to her for bed as she had a headache. Veronique gratefully gave her permission and Jane scooted back to her room and piled her hair on her head as she had seen ladies do,
she looked in her mirror and was pleased with what she saw, a sophisticated lady ready to please her lover and husband to be.

At ten o'clock precisely she knocked on Sir Timothy's door and heard him call to enter.
The room was in semi darkness, lit by a single candle. She could make out a figure reclining on the bed, she stepped forwards towards the bed and stopped gasping with a mixture of fear and delight. Sir Thomas lay on the bed stark naked sporting an even larger, longer and thicker manhood than she remembered from last night.

 

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Veronique was quite happy when after a quick rest, plus much cuddling and kissing, he encouraged her to climb aboard his rampant stallion and ride him. She did so, with her rising and falling and quickly thrusting him manhood deep into her sex. This felt wonderful as she had so missed this kind of sex with Alexander.

Her breast were still a bit heavy with milk though as the boys were not drinking from them and her milk production was dwindling. Still, they bounced to the same tune as her buttocks, making her somehow look like a runaway milk maiden riding the lord’s stolen horse. But this felt so wonderful that she really didn’t want it to stop. And even though Alexander was saying something about slowing down, she just couldn’t. She was heading towards a climax and her body wouldn’t let her stop.

It was as she felt him deposit another load of his seed that she collapsed in exhaustion on his chest, her own cream mixing with his as she tried to catch her breath. With his rod still buried deep within her sex, she nuzzled him, their bodies hot and sweaty.

Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her, his voice a rumble in her ear.

Remember this night my love, it would not surprise me if there is another tiny Vernay hiding inside you and has not made his or her presence known yet.

“Oh lord, I hope not. I have not yet been able to get my figure back from carrying the boys.”

Nevertheless, they spent the majority of the night renewing their conjugal relations, quite to the delight of both of them.

*****

“Jane, my lovely, the day has seemed too long when all I could think of was spending the evening with you.”

Despite the fact that all that Timothy wished to do was fuck this little gem as much as possible before he had to return home, he was well aware that all women loved the flowery words and phases that made them feel special. The fact that he had been first to get between her legs had been an added bonus to his visit to boring cousin Alexander. And by the time that he left for home, the pretty lass would know that she had been well and truly fucked.

He was glad to see that she had come in her nightgown, and though the thing was ugly and plain, that at least meant that she would be naked and in his bed all the quicker.

“Off with those clothes and join me here. I have been anxiously waiting for you.” He pat the bed beside him, his cock eager to begin.

Jane smiled and nodded, quickly lifting the thin gown over her head. “Ow, yes, Sir Timothy. Oi ‘ave t’aught of yew oll day tew!”

Timothy was glad to note that she had followed orders and not worn the hose. And, in the light of the candle in the room, he now had a better view of the golden curls at the juncture where her legs met her abdomen. Her breast were full with perfect pink nipples atop then. Her figure was shapely with beautiful legs that would feel heavenly wrapped around his body as he fucked her.

“Stop Jane, slowly turn around for me so that I may get a good look at you.”

Jane fairly beamed as she slowly turned around for him. After all, it was only right that a future husband should get a good look at his future wife.

Timothy almost licked his lips at the cute pert ass that she had. Damnation! This woman was a true gem in the rough. Before he left he would fuck all her holes.

He smiled as she faced back around to him.

“Beautiful! Now, join me here on the bed and we shall learn more about each other.”

 

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The whole night was full of love and sex as Alexander and Veronique endeavoured to catch up on what they had missed during Veronique's pregnancy. Alexander had thought he would be spent after the first three times he had filled Veronique's womb but she was so entrancing he could not let her lie there and sleep. He kept coming back for more and used her heavenly body at least a dozen times more, not always ejaculating but the sensation of Veronique grasping his manhood as he thrusted into her was too wonderful for him to desist but eventually exhaustion overtook them both as he was in full stride, his eyes fluttered and his thrusting slowed and he was fast asleep with his cock still inside her warm snug sheath, he lay on top of her until morning and woke still embedded inside her.

"My love I know we have indulged ourselves a great deal but once more before Jane arrives to help you dress although from where the sun is I think she is late anyway,I can forgive her this once though."

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Yesterday Jane would never in her wildest dreams have thought that she would be in a man's bedroom, naked as the day she was born and preparing to join him in bed and........and what? She thought that Sir Timothy would make love to her, he was her future husband so there was nothing wrong with that, she loved him and he loved her, he had said as much so the least she could do is let him have his way with her. She hadn't found it at all unpleasant last night, in fact it had been most pleasurable.

Sir Timothy feasted his eyes on the naked shapely maid as she turned a full circle for him and he felt the surge in his groin and patted the bed beside him.

'Beautiful! Now, join me here on the bed and we shall learn more about each other.'

His eyes were glittering as she climbed onto the bed with no hesitation, her full ripe breasts dangled down, deliciously inviting but he wanted to give something new to think about and learn as she snuggled in his arms.

"Jane, my pet, you enjoy kissing me don't you?"

Jane looked up at him, puzzled,

"Aye, oi do oi loike it very much, why do yew ask, am oi doin' it wrong?"

"Nay, 'tis nothing like that, your kisses are sweet and your lips so soft, but........." He paused, keeping her in suspense,

"But what Sir? Oi only want to please yew, what can oi do to make my kisses be'er?"

"Well my love, when you kiss someone you are saying that you like them, love them in fact but there are other areas that like to be kissed, like this."

He held her hand and moved it to grasp his erect cock that was standing upright stiff as a flagpole.

"Would you mind kissing my todger."

Jane was taken quite aback, kiss his willy? Didn't men wee through it?

"OOOO, Sir oi don' know, it sounds sorta dirty t'me, what if yew wees on me?"

Timothy forced a laugh, "Jane, Jane, Jane, you are such an innocent, trust me I will not wee on you, it is a perfectly normal activity for two people in love. What if I were to say that I would kiss you here,"

He put his hand on her furry pussy and slid a finger between her already wet folds.

"You would like me to kiss you there would you not?"

"Well if yew is sure Sir, I do find that what yore doin' now rather nice."

"That's settled then, let's get you into position."

He gave her no chance to protest and arranged themselves in head to toes position, her knees either side of his head and reaching down he gently pushed Janes head towards his hard twitching manhood,

"If you lick it first my sweet then put the purple part in your mouth like a lollipop."

Jane did as she was told, nervously to begin with but then found she rather enjoyed pleasing her future husband this way then she jerked, startled as his wet tongue swept along her slit and his lips sucked on her little button. Soon Jane was confident enough to take even more into her mouth and encouraged by Sir Timothy she was sucking it and bobbing her head up and down, meanwhile Sir Timothy drank her juices and held her buttocks apart, his thumb creeping towards her little puckered star.

When his balls began to churn Sir Timothy called a halt and rolled Jane onto her back and spread her legs wide.

"You have learnt something new tonight Jane, something that will stand you in good stead in the future. now though 'tis time for you to have what you came for tonight."

Jane clung tightly to him and wrapped her shapely legs around him as he fucked her hard and Jane shouted and screamed her passion as she climaxed like never before and felt Sir Timothy's seed surge into her.
Four, five times that night Sir Timothy fucked the naive maid, when Jane woke she knew immediately she had overslept and dashed back to her room to get dressed to go and attend to Lady Vernay.

 

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Alexander had her again and again and again and...

...and she loved it! She had so missed his powerful member thrusting deep into her womanly charms. Time and time again the room was filled with their cries until they each reached the limits of their stamina and succumbed to sleep.

Veronique was the first to slip into slumber and in her dreams, she was in bed with Alexander, again making love. As they grunted and groaned and mated, the door burst open and in came Clair carrying a newborn baby in her arms. As Alexander’s buttocks bobbed up and down between her spread out legs, Clair frowned at them as she spoke.

“For heaven sakes, stop! You already have 32 children. I can’t care for any more of them!

In her dream, as she and Alexander sat up in bed in surprise, the bedroom suddenly filled with children of all ages - boys and girls, sets of twins and individual children - as they gathered around the bed. Each child clamored for something different, like food or a toy or a dolly or to tie this bow or wipe that nose or such.

Shocked, Veronique turned to Alexander, who was grinning proudly at his brood and announced, “See, I’m very prolific. The name Vernay shall live on.”

“Live on? Hell, we have enough to start our own country!”

Whereupon Alexander grinned at her answer and with a twinkle in his eye, he answered.

“The country of Vernay! Sounds good to me.”

When Veronique awoke the next morning, she felt a bit apprehensive. Surely she could not be pregnant already. And they had slept all night still joined. No telling how much seed had been left inside of her. Was she indeed already carrying his child? Only time would tell.

She was tempted to play it safe and back off from the sex. But instead, one look into his eyes and the gentle movement of his hips as he pressed himself in and out of her changed her mind.

My love I know we have indulged ourselves a great deal but once more before Jane arrives to help you dress although from where the sun is I think she is late anyway,I can forgive her this once though.

And so, until Jane knocked on the bedroom door, she and Alexander made love.

*****

Jane knew not the difference between being made love to and being fucked. In fact, she had never heard the word ‘fuck’ before so only love was in her vocabulary.

It seemed strange to her that a husband and wife would waste time kissing each other’s naughtys but once he showed her how to do it, she found that it was indeed a delightful thing to do.

Still, she was happiest when he rolled her over on her back and made rather exuberant love to her. In fact, she found it rather hard to keep silent as at least several times that night he had her moaning and groaning and screaming with delight as her future husband made wildly passionate love to her. He showed her how to wrap her legs around his body to help pull him in hard and fast.

She had not meant sleep in his bed, but being wrapped in his arms as she lay against him was wonderful. Bare skin to bare skin, he was warm and manly and strong and so handsome and before she knew it, she was waking up Sir Timothy still slept, his body practically covering her and his hand laying possessively over her left breast. She could tell by the amount of sun pouring through his bedroom window that she was late.

Kissing his lips softly, she slipped out from underneath him, careful not to wake her sleeping prince. Luckily, no one saw her as she made her way to her bedroom, and as quick as possible, dressed herself.

She was just getting ready to leave and head for the Master and Mistress’ bedroom when she stopped with her hand on the doorknob. Outside in the hall were two maids gossiping almost right outside her door. With her ear to the door she listened.

“...like two cats in heat.”

“Who was it?”

“Well, it wasn’t me. Was it you?”

“No! I wish it was! Sir Timothy is quite handsome and I would spread my legs for him!”

The two maid giggled and whispered something that she couldn’t hear. Gradually their voices could be heard again.

“...looked quite large. At least judging from the size of his bulge.”

“Oooohhhh, naughty you are. I best get down to the kitchen before she boxes my ears.”

Jane held her breath and waited, listening to the two giggle as they rushed down the hall. Despite her simple mind, she somehow knew that it was her that they spoke about. She blushed knowing that it had to be her that they spoke about. She had been heard. But they were to eventually be wed so all she needed to do was keep the whole thing secret until it would be announced.

Slowly she peeked out and didn’t see anyone so she hurried along the hall to the Master bedroom. Inside she could hear giggling and now knew what all of that was about.

She knocked on the door and waited, hearing the sound of movement behind the door before Her Ladyship called out to come in.

All day, Jane worked hard to try to not look at Sir Timothy any time that he was close. It was hard, but she thought that she did well though any time that she was even in the same room with him, she could feel that special space between her legs get all wet and tingly and it made her breast ache. She could hardly wait for tonight and yet another evening in the arms of her husband-to-be.

 

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For the whole day after their night of love Alexander was rejuvenated bouncing around like a spring lamb and greeting everyone he met with a bright "Good morning, what a wonderful day" which attracted curious looks from the servants who knew nothing of his exploits the previous night. At times he reverted to the dandy that he had once pretended to be and minced his way to breakfast and lunch wearing his outlandish striped suit and then entertaining the ladies with funny stories and leaving them in gales of laughter. As the time for dinner approached he became more and more excited, looking forward to when he and Veronique could decently excuse themselves and retire to the bedchamber and resume their activities of the night before. Alexander called Jane to him and told her she would not be required to help her mistress prepare for bed and to take the rest of the night off. He briefly wondered why she beamed at him and scurried off, dismissing it from his thoughts, he had better things to do than think about a maid.

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Jane was thrilled when Lord Alexander told her to take the night off and rushed to her room to prepare herself for the tryst with her future husband, She undressed and examined herself naked in the full length mirror. She herself was pleased with what she saw, plump firm breasts that Sir Timothy loved to play with, just to check, she plucked at the rosy pink nipples to see if they would swell and ache as they did when her lover suckled them. Jane thought to surprise Sir Timothy and made her way to his room and slipped inside, no-one there. She lit a single candle and undressed again and slipped under the cool cotton sheets to wait for Sir Timothy. As she lay there she daydreamed about what her life would be like as a lady and having Sir Timothy do her every night.

Without realising it her hand drifted down to play with her blonde curls above her pussy. She loved the way Sir Timothy declared it was HIS pussy and Jane agreed with him, no other man would ever touch her there, she was Sir Timothy's for life.

Timothy was eager for dinner to be over so he could go to his room and wait for the young innocent or rather now not so innocent, Jane. All day he had thought of nothing else but her sweet soft body and her gorgeous ripe tits, tonight he would have her use her mouth on him again and after he had fucked her to exhaustion he would have his fill of her pretty little arse.

As he entered his room he wondered who could have lit the single candle in the room, then he saw the hump in his bed and decided to tease the girl a little. He undressed slowly muttering to himself about how Jane had entranced him and what he intended to do to her when she arrived.

Beneath the bedclothes Jane could hear Sir Timothy talking to himself but saying such wonderful things about what their night together would bring, her pussy began to leak and her nipples ached for his touch, his lips, her pussy longed for his cock inside her and unable to wait any longer she threw the bedclothes back and lay back like a wanton woman of the streets, had she known what one was.

"Sir Timothy, oi'm here waiting for yew, anyfing oi 'ave is yores, yew don't need to ask just take it, oi luv yew wiv all me'eart oi do."

Sir Timothy gave a leering, salacious smile, the stupid girl had just given him permission to use her however he wanted, now she couldn't complain when he had her arse. He strode over to the bed his cock like a rod of iron and pointing at her.

"BeJazus Jane my little trollop, you took me by surprise, are you so eager that you neglect your duties?

"I ain't neg,,,neglet,,,neglecting me duties, tha master 'as given me the night orf , oi thort oi'd be early 'n' surprise yew, we 'ave loads o'toime to be togever."

"In that case we had better not waste a moment,"

He seized Jane's head and pulled her face to his cock, "Remember what I taught you last night Jane, practice makes perfect."

It rather took Jane by surprise as he pulled her face to face with his one eyed serpent and Sir Timothy had to force her lips open and thrusted deep into her throat before she could draw breath and as a consequence she coughed and spluttered over his shaft.

"Come now Jane surely you haven't forgotten already, you were very good last night,"

Jane couldn't speak with her mouth full of Sir Timothy's thick stiff cock so she tried to shake her head which had him howling in delight.

"So, you have a new trick, we must do that often."

He fucked her mouth until he felt the familiar surge in his balls but not wanting to waste it in her mouth he quickly pulled out and leapt onto the bed with her and spread himself over her young body and thrust up inside her imploring Jane to wrap her her legs around him as he fucked her.

"EEEEEH Sir that noice that is, it be reel gud." Jane gasped none too quietly, her nails dug into Sir Timothy's shoulders then raked a bloody trail down his back as she arched her back and writhed under the onslaught of pleasure.

"Goodness, my beautiful whore, you will wear me out before morning let us rest for a few minutes then we can continue."

 

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Once that she had exposed her presence to her future husband, Sir Timothy seemed quite pleased to find her in his bedroom all ready for a night of love. Lady Jane. Lady Jane. La...mmmph

Suddenly he had her by the hair on her head, pulling her mouth into his wee-wee. She had at least hoped for a kiss. Instead, she choked and sputtered on the huge thing in her mouth.

Remember what I taught you last night Jane, practice makes perfect.

She tried to remember but at the moment she was caught off guard.

Come now Jane surely you haven't forgotten already, you were very good last night

Oh dear! She wasn’t doing it right! Her brain was a whirl of memories of the previous night, trying to remember whatever it was that she was supposed to have learned.

In frustration, she shook her head and that apparently did the trick. He howled with delight at what she was doing.

So, you have a new trick, we must do that often.

For a bit she worked to make her man happy. If using her mouth on his wee-wee would do it, then she would do just that. Then suddenly, he groaned and pulled her off of his thing and pushed her on her back before getting in top of her and making wild and passionate love to her. It felt so wonderful that she couldn’t help herself as she squealed and cried out, thrusting her hips to meet his, just like he had taught her to do.

EEEEEH Sir that noice that is, it be reel gud.

After a bit, she gave a shudder as her back arched. Her future husband soon gave a groan and thrust up hard into her. Everything felt all nice and warm inside as he collapsed on top of her, all out of breath.

Goodness, my beautiful whore, you will wear me out before morning let us rest for a few minutes then we can continue.

She smiled and wrapped her arms around him as he lay on top of her. my beautiful whore. his beautiful whore.. He had a pet name for her. Her own private pet name. She felt such a warm glow as she lay beside him. Once she was his wife, life would be just like a fairy tale. His fingers played with her breast and made the space between her legs get all excited again.

As Timothy waited a bit before he had more fun with Jane’s body, he rolled off her and looked over at the girl and her perfect body. A body made for sex. As he lay there catching his breath, his fingers played with the perfect little tit before him. He would miss fucking this innocent beauty when he went back home. The naive thing thought that he was going to marry her. He would just lie and say that he was “preparing things”. After he was gone a while, the stupid thing would fall in love with one of the stable boys and forget all about him. But while he was here, he was going to fuck this beauty as much as he could. As much and in every single hole that she had. He smiled just thinking about what he had planned next. The stupid thing saw his smile and rolled over to him, her full breast pressed to his chest.

“Dew Oi makes yew ‘appy?”

“Very happy. Almost ecstatic.”

“‘ot duz ‘sat...’sat...‘satack mean?” She paused, and then realized something. “‘ay, ‘y almost? ‘y not all ‘satack?”

 

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Timothy had given the little beauty a good shagging and he lay resting with her arms around him and she asked, seeking his praise no doubt,

'Dew Oi makes yew ‘appy?'

'Very happy. Almost ecstatic.'

‘ot duz ‘sat...’sat...‘satack mean?' She paused, and then realized something. '‘ay, ‘y almost? ‘y not all ‘satack?'

Sir Timothy struggled to understand her uneducated accent until he worked it out,

"My sweet innocent, you mean ecstatic, eck... stat,,,,ic, it means a state of enrapture, happiness, bliss. I feel all of these things when I am with you but to make me even more enchanted I want you to have those feelings too, we have made love but I wish to show you one more thing that will give us both happiness and pleasure."

"Oi would be most 'appy if yew were to show me moi luv"

She whispered in his ear wondering how he could make her happier than she was right now, she had even found the courage to call him her love and he hadn't corrected her so she was now certain that he loved her too.

"My tempting sweet whore, you shall have your wish, please kneel on the bed leaning on your elbows and push that cute white arse up towards the heavens."

Jane hurried to do his bidding, anxious to please her husband to be and wanting to know what he was going to do. Once in position she looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. He smiled back at her his lips drawn back over his teeth in a salacious smile that Jane did not recognise as a warning.

Sir Timothy was now in sight of his goal as his eyes roamed of the rounded curves of Jame's small tight arse, his mouth salivated as he slapped the round orbs and watched as the flesh quivered and slowly turned a delicate shade of pink.

"OW THAT 'URT" Jane cried out in pain and surprise.

"That may be so, you sweet trollop but how can you compare the pleasure that is yet to come if you don't have the pain first?"

He grasped each round orb in his large hands and digging his fingers into the pink flesh he opened her cheeks so her tiny brown hole was on display to his hungry, glittering, dark eyes.

"What a beautiful arse you have Jane, 'twould be a travesty if it were not used."

For the first time Jane understood what he intended to do and tried to roll away from him but his grip on her was too strong and he held her still.

"Don't be afraid, I have fucked many an arse before and I know what I'm doing."

Sir Timothy reached between her legs and coated his fingers in her wet slippery juices and then he rubbed around her puckered brown hole and pushed a finger in up to the second knuckle, he left it there for her to adjust then twisted it round like a corkscrew, Jane screamed and shrieked at the invasion but could do nothing to halt it.

After a while he withdrew his finger and offered his cock up to her virgin asshole and slowly pushed into her until the cockhead was in. Jane's head drooped in despair as he violated her back end, her hair fell over her face hiding her tears.

Sir Timothy heeded not her cries and tears and pushed further in until he was fully buried inside her,

"Jane, the worst is over, I now need you to work with me so that we both can take pleasure from this, when I push forward you must push back and 'twill make it easier, I will tell you when at first then when you know exactly what to do we can fuck your sweet pretty arse to our heart's content, READY?"

He pulled back a little then shouted

"PUSH BACK."

Not knowing what else to do Jane pushed back and Sir Timothy pushed in, his cock sliding easily, after three or four times Jane had the rhythm and found the movement in her back passage less painful and quite soothing especially when her lover put his arms around her and cupped her hanging breasts and pulled on her swollen nipples. As he approached his climax Sir Timothy let go of one of her breasts and pulled her head back by her hair so her back arched and he was ramming in and out with Jane keeping time with him.

"Urrrgh, I'm cumming my little beauty, was that not a wonderful experience?"

His hot creamy seed painted the inside of her bowels and Jane felt the warm cream inside her.

"OH MY LORD," She gasped "It reely 'urt at first but yore right it feels ever so noice now."

"Didn't I say so, your body is made for sex and I want it more and more."

He rested for a while laying side by side with Jane but teasing her body continually, his fingers went in and out of her sex and her arse, and he showered her face, lips and breasts with kisses that kept her breathless with excitement.

Three more times he took her using both her pussy and her arse. In the early hours of the morning he told her that she should go back to her room to avoid any chance of being seen.

"I so wish you could stay my little whore but we have many, many nights of love to look forward to, I will have your beauty in my mind every day."

Jane did as she was bid with her only regret being that she couldn't stay with him but he had said that they would have lots of nights like these past two nights, once they were married she would spend every night in his bed.

 

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Once again Alexander seemed to have boundless energy. She could almost swear that he made love to her more than those first couple of days of their marriage. Like a child with a new toy, he fucked her until
They both fell asleep in mid stroke and both awoke the next morning with grins on their faces and the smell of sex heavy in the air of the bedroom.

The final guest from the wedding would be leaving today and Veronique was quite truthfully glad to see them go. Especially Alexander’s cousin, Timothy. She really didn’t know why the man had been invited to the wedding - he really didn’t know Claude and her certainly did not know Anna. The best that she could gather, any time that there was a celebration and free food and drink, the man managed to worm an invitation.

After yet one more play among the sheets, they lay in each other’s arms until Jane knocked on the door.

“Just one moment, Jane.” Once they had covered up under the bedding, Veronique called out for Jane to enter.

“Oi joist needed ta let yew no t’at wifin tha ’our tha first uv tha guest will be leavin’.”

With Jane’s help, Veronique was dressed and heading down the stairs as Alexander was saying goodbye to his cousin. No one saw Jane behind her at the top of the stairs. The maid peeked around the corner of the upstairs hall hoping to get one last look at her future husband as he left to go prepare things for her.

Sir Timothy considered it his extreme good fortune that he would be able to kill two birds with one stone. He waved rather magnanimously in their direction.

“Until next time...”

Veronique smiled and nodded at him. Damn, despite having given his cousin twin sons, she was still an attractive woman. However, behind the woman stood Jane. Pretty Jane of which he had thoroughly enjoyed enjoyed bedding these past few days. He had popped quite a cherries in his day but Jane was definitely the most beautiful woman he had ever fucked.

Standing out of sight of everyone save her own true love, Jane blew Sir Timothy a kiss and waved goodbye to the handsome man. He had not said how long it would take, but she had figured that it should take a couple of weeks. The wait would be difficult but it would be worth it.

By early afternoon the last of the guest were gone and Veronique was quite glad to be settling down into normalcy. She set Jane and all of the rest of the staff to work cleaning the manor and setting things to right.

Happily, Veronique spent the afternoon in the nursery playing with the boys and giving Clair some time off. The woman would not have to return until supper time and she suspected that Clair found a vacant room in the servant’s quarters upstairs and was taking a long and well deserved nap. As far as Veronique knew, Alexander was busy taking care of the grounds and had the outside men making sure that things were cleaned up.

Veronique was looking forward to life getting back to normal.

 

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Alexander lay with Veronique naked in his arms, warmed by the soft scented skin of her body and counted his blessings, after so long abstaining from laying with her as a man should lay with his wife he was eager to make up for lost time and he had gone some way towards that last night and Veronique had clearly felt the same way, encouraging him to use the sweet pink honeypot between her legs. The air was heavy with the scent of sex and unbridled arousal.

"The last of our guests will be leaving this morning and although it would be impolite not to see them on their way I think we have time for one more joust among the sheets."

Alexander rolled Veronique onto her back and unerringly his hand went between her widespread legs and brushed the fiery red hearts that adorned her mons before he rolled on top of her and fucked her one more time, rejoicing in the sounds of pleasure that she panted as he pumped his morning wood in her wet orifice.

It was only a couple of minutes after they had come to a glorious wet climax together when a knock came at the door, unmistakably it was Jane.

'Just one moment, Jane.'

Veronique called out and with a giggle they covered themselves under the sheets. Veronique called for Jane to enter while out of sight under the bedclothes Alexander was strumming Veronique's creamy wet clit.

'Oi joist needed ta let yew no t’at wifin tha ’our tha first uv tha guest will be leavin’.'

Within a few minutes Alexander was on his way downstairs to bid farewell to the last of the guests, among them his least favourite cousin Timothy. Alexander had wondered why Timothy had been loath to leave for three days as he was sure he would have wanted to get back home to his own bed and the arms of his lover.

As Sir Timothy left he waved and quite out of character for him he waved and said,

'Until next time..'

Apparently to no one in particular although he did appear to be looking past Alexander and Veronique, neither of whom saw Jane peering around the top of the stairs, she saw her Sir Timothy look at her and wave and blushed, no one yet knew that she would soon be Lady Jane Fraser and have her own servants and a lady's maid. She squeezed her thighs together to try and halt the wetness between her legs from spreading.

'Until next time...'

He said to her, oh what a next time that would be, they would make the announcement of their engagement and then celebrate in Sir Timothy's room all night long, but until then she would have to survive on the memories of the past three nights, She was the happiest person in England if not the whole world.

 

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Once everyone was gone and it was just the household, minus the newlyweds of course, life began to settled down to what passed for normal in a household blessed with twins.

Jane sometimes seemed to be two people. On occasion she did as she was told and began to show signs of becoming perhaps a passable servant. And then sometimes, the girl could be found sitting and daydreaming, with a far off distant gaze in her eyes and a secretive smile on her lips. Those instances became known as “pulling a Jane” and usually one would shake his head and accept that the girl want not exactly the smartest person in the room. In those times, Jane had adopted the habit of smiling serenely as if privy to some great secret of the universe. Several of the maid had thought that perhaps Jane had a crush on one of the lads working the estate, but someone pointed out that the girl had not even spoken two words to any of the other young men, but seemed to keep herself separate. Jane did seem to spend a lot of time watching Her Ladyship but they thought that the girl was just working hard to try and be a good lady’s maid while Anna was away.

Within a fortnight the newlyweds returned, with a lovely bloom on Anna’s cheeks and Claude strutting around the grounds proud as punch and apparently glad (like Alexander)
to finally be getting some sex. The man had even boasted to Alexander that hopefully his Anna would soon be expecting a baby.

Veronique herself could attest to Alexander’s hunger for sex. He seemed to be doing his best to dip his pen in the inkwell, as it were. Every night he would eagerly await Veronique’s arrival from the nursery, having made sure that the boys were tucked into their cribs and were sound asleep. Entering the master bedroom, Alexander would be waiting there, the bedding tented over his lower extremities and an eager smile on his face. And once she was in the bed, he would eagerly slip between her legs so that he could fuck her until exhaustion would overtake them both.

She had given up reminding him that if he did not withhold his seed, she could get pregnant again. Apparently that last couple months of abstinence from regular sex had made Alexander really miss the good old days. If the truth were known, she had too but with Alexander it had seemed to have been way too long.

Meanwhile Anna slipped back into her regular role as Lady’s Maid to Her Ladyship while Jane went back to dusting the furniture and cleaning the silverware. The boys seemed to grow more and more every day, taking on such distinctive personalities. And more often than not, they seemed to turn the entire household upside down with their shenanigans and charm.

One morning almost two months after the wedding, Carlton woke up sneezing. Once Clair had informed Veronique, she decided to send for Doctor Fredrick. She sent Alexander on off to take care of the manor business and she assured him that she could handle this. She suspected that it was just a cold but thought it best to get it checked out.

When the doctor arrived, she greeted him herself at the door at about the same time as Anna. As the doctor entered, Anna spoke up.

“I hope that it is not not the same thing that poor Jane has.”

“Is she sick too?” Veronique was puzzle and a bit worried.

“Yes, your Ladyship. She has not been feeling well for a few days. And I found out that she has been nauseous for several days now.”

“Clair said nothing about the boys throwing up. Doctor, do you think that you could look at Jane first and then the boys.”

Doctor Fredrick agreed and Anna led the way while Veronique went to check with Clair that Carlton was just sneezing. Some thirty minutes later, Doctor Fredrick arrived in the nursery and checked over both boys before he pronounced that Carlton just had a bit of the sniffles and to try to keep the boys separated or they would be sharing it.

He then asked to speak alone with Veronique.

“Expecting? But she is a Virgin.”

“Not any longer.”

Once the Doctor left, Veronique went to have a talk with Jane. Several hours later, she realized that when she told Alexander about what his cousin had done with the naive Jane, he would not be too happy.

 

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The news that Veronique gave him concerning Jane was not good,

"Doctor Fredrick is certain of Jane's condition, there is no mistake?"

He knew that the good doctor did not make mistakes of that kind but he still had to ask, now there was the question of what to do about it. Confronting Timothy would be of no use as the scoundrel would only deny it, even if he did admit to fucking Jane he would not acknowledge the child as his so Jane would be left to bring it up on her own and with very little chance of finding a man willing to take on a ready made family, one of whom would be a bastard, born out of wedlock. It was a situation that he had never had to deal with before,

"Methinks I had better speak to Jane about this my dear, would you please be there as well, I don't want the poor girl to be frightened or feel threatened in anyway, I must think of some way to alleviate the problem, there is one obvious course of action but I would only take that path if all else fails, in the meantime let us see if we can keep this under wraps from the rest of the servants."

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Two months had passed since her future husband had left and still there was no word from him about the wedding, but Jane decided that a man as important as a Lord must be very busy and maybe all the churches were booked and unable to fit in what was sure to be a very grand affair. When she began to feel ill in the mornings she thought nothing of it, just a bug that was going round, she would soon get over it. She was quite happy for Doctor Fredrick to examine her, he would give her a tincture or a tonic and she would be right as rain in a few days.However the look on his face was grave when he finished examining her and she feared the worst, she was going to die of some unknown disease. Somehow though his diagnosis was even worse, she was with child? How could that be? She had only laid with Sir Timothy and he had not said anything about her having a baby. She thought about writing him a letter and explaining but the fact was she had not paid attention in lessons in the convent and had not mastered the art of writing.

The next thing she knew the Mistress had spoken to her and she had told her all that had passed.

Clair put her head round the door to give her the message she had been dreading,

"Jane, The Master wants to speak with you urgently."

 

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Jane has sat in her room, crying and in shock. This was just horrible. She would be going straight to hell. Unfortunately, in the convent where she had been raised, the nuns did not really speak much about such things as sex and babies. Most of the girls, when given the option, chose to stay in the relative safety of the convent, within the four walls surrounding the holy place.

But Jane had craved adventure and seeing the world. She had had dreams of travel and meeting people and seeing some of the sights that she had heard whispered by some of the rare travelers that occasionally visited the convent. There had really been very little teaching about sex other than it was a sacred act between a husband and a wife. She had not really paid that much attention to the classes, daydreaming as she was at the time, and had missed the part about how it would result in procreation (which was a really big word for her). She was somehow under the impression that the husband had to want to make a baby.

It was now that she realized what all of her daydreaming had done. She was in a right pickle, and now the Master just might kick her out of the house. Just what would she do then? How would she get to Sir Timothy?

The knock on her bedroom door set her heart pounding hard in her chest. The door slowly opened as Clair stuck her head in and told her that the Master was waiting for her in his study. She nodded and headed downstairs, her knees practically knocking together underneath the skirt of her dress.

Outside the door to the study she paused and took a deep breath, trying to gather courage. Knocking on the door, it opened and she was relieved to see Her Ladyship smiling at her.

“Come in and sit down, Jane. My husband would like to know how this happened. That is if you can talk about it. We understand that you are upset about this.”

She was led to the sofa and sat while Her Ladyship sat beside her with her arm sympathetically around her shoulders. She had a hard time looking at the Master, knowing that he could easily throw her out into the world, alone. At least for the time being until the baby was born. He was probably disappointed and ashamed of her.

“Well, ’e wuz so ’andsome an’ asked me ta meet wif ’im after tha party. ’e called me all soirts uv pet names, lovin’ names. Promised me that Oi wood soon be ’is wife. That Oi wood soon be a real lady.”

“And who was that, Jane?” She was prompted by the lady of the house.

“’y, it were Sir Timothy. W’en ’e left ’e called out ’til next toime an’ ’e waved at me. ’e ’ad told me that ’e were preparin’ fings so that ’e cud come back an’ take me away wif ‘im. We wood be married an‘ then Oi wood be Lady Jane.” Tears welled up in her eyes. “But ’e said nofing bout puttin‘ a baby in me belly.” The tears spilled over and ran down her cheeks.

“Oi’m just ’fraid that somefing ’as ’appened to ’im. ’e should ’ave come back fer me by now. Oi’ve been waitin’ and waitin’ fer ’im. Oi wuz ‘fraid that if ‘e wrote ta me...” Jane paused and sniffed before she blew her nose in her hanky. “But Oi ain’t so good ‘bout readin’ an’ writin’.”

“Jane, what sort of pet names did he call you?”

“‘e called me ‘is lovely, ‘is moon goddess, ‘is sweet, ‘is lit’le strumpet, an’ other fings.” The naive girl blushed. Bowing her head down in shame, she whispered some of the last words that he had spoken to her. “‘e told me ...but we ‘ave many, many nights uv love ta look forward ta...

Suddenly she burst into tears, her pretty features crumpled.

“Are yew gonna fro me out?” Jane turned her tear-filled eyes to Alexander.

 

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Alexander couldn't stay angry at Jane for long and as the poor naive girl's tale unfolded he fumed inside at the debauchery of his cousin Timothy, if this became common knowledge the Vernay name would be besmirched forever, however the main concern was what to do about Jane and the baby. From what Jane was saying she still didn't realise that she had been used, she still thought that Timothy would come for her and marry her, she had to be told the truth.

"Jane, I can tell you that so far as we know Sir Timothy is in good health but the reason he has not come back for you is because he never intended to, he filled your pretty little head with impossible dreams, surely you realise that now?"

"But 'e sed 'e loved me and 'e wud marry me."

"Think carefully Jane, did he ever actually mention marriage or did he lead you into believing that was his intention?"

Jane sat for a moment trying to take it all in, all her dreams of becoming a lady were shattered, she tried to think back to what Her Sir had said to her and for the life of her she couldn't remember him ever actually saying that he wanted to marry her.

"OOOHH Sir, oi've been a silly foolish girl ain't oi, 'e never ever meant t'wed me, oi fell fer 'is patter like raindrops, but wot am oi goin' t'do , where will oi go when yew fro' me aht. Oi ain't got no family, nobody wot'd tek me in."

Alexander didn't know what to say or do so he did the next best thing, he did nothing passing it over to Veronique.

"This is all beyond my comprehension my love, you must do whatever you think is best for everyone."

 

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Jane’s poor little hanky was positively soaked as the girl sat there crying and begging Alexander not to throw her out of the manor. Veronique could tell that her husband was unsure of what to do. After all, despite this baby eventually being born on the wrong side of the sheets, it would still be related to him.

Finally, he turned to her and wormed his way out of making a decision.

This is all beyond my comprehension my love, you must do whatever you think is best for everyone.

Veronique raised her eyebrow to her husband, as if to say, ‘Really? Could you not make this decision yourself?’ Poor Jane gave a little “oh” and then quickly turned to Veronique, her voice small and trembling. “Yer Ladyship?”

“But of course you will stay here, Jane. I am so sorry that my husband’s cousin took such dishonorable advantage of you. We will discuss your duties later. Right now, why not dry those tears and get back to work.”

“Oh, thank ye ma’am! Oh, yer so gud ta me!” Jane hugged her and wiped her eyes and blew her nose before standing up and leaving, closing the door to the study behind her.

Veronique sat there looking at her husband. “The poor thing was scared to death, especially once you made her see that your ass of a cousin is never coming back for here for her. In fact, that man is not allowed here again, do you hear me? If I had known what was happening to Jane when Timothy was here, I would have cut his prick off myself and fed it to the hogs!”

Alexander blanched a bit, perhaps surprised at his wife’s violence, or perhaps more than likely scared of it and well aware that straying from his marriage vows could result in the same sentence for himself.

“I mean it, Alexander. Do not let that man back on the estate. He deliberately led her astray, led her to believe such things. The man was aware of her naivety. All he saw was a pretty face and a beautiful body.”

She stood and cross over to where he sat behind his impressive desk. Worming her way between him and the heavy desk, she leaned back against it as Alexander sat deep in thought. Was it about his cousin and the pretty maid that he had fucked during his visit? Or about Veronique’s threat as to what she would have done to the scoundrel? Or was it his worry that people would blame him for Jane’s deflowerment and resulting pregnancy?

She decided to take his mind off those problems.

“Doctor Fredrick says that Carlton has a little cold. We are keeping him away from Leander for several days to keep it from spreading.”

Alexander’s mind seemed to be elsewhere and she nudged his leg with hers as she sat on his desk. His hand automatically reached for her calf under the petticoats of her dress. Already she could see the bulge in his groin starting to enlarge as his hands traveled up the inside of her legs. The smooth skin of her inner thighs tickled as his fingers discovered that his wife wore no pantaloons.

Smiling, Alexander stood and kissed her, and she could tell that he was releasing the beast that lurked within his trousers.

With a sigh she felt him easily find her sheath for his sword, and he too seemed happy. His hands stayed under her petticoats, gripping the bare cheeks of her buttocks as they coupled there on his desktop. As hips moved, he kissed her while she wrapped her arms around his neck. His lips brushed along her jawline before traveling down her neck.

“Love, there is one more thing. I am again pregnant.”

 

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Veronique's savage declaration as to what she wanted to do to his cousin partly scared him as she had never shown any violent tendencies since he had known her, this was a side of her he had never seen before and it brought home to him how fortunate he had been to reject Caroline's advances at the cabin in Yorkshire although that was just a distant, fading memory.

Veronique came over to him and situated herself between him and his desk, half leaning against the desk.

'Doctor Fredrick says that Carlton has a little cold. We are keeping him away from Leander for several days to keep it from spreading.

"What? Oh yes fine, very wise." He hadn't really taken in what she said but then he was brought back to reality as Veronique nudged his leg with hers, he took that as an invitation and he tipped her further onto her back and slid his large hands up her soft silky calves to her thighs, pushing her dress and petticoats up with his arms. He playfully stroked and tickled the upper area of her thighs and found the apex of her legs to be hot and wet and most telling of all no pantaloons.

He stood to undo his breeches, leaning forward and kissing her soft eager lips, finally his manhood sprang free and pointed to its destination, she sighed happily as he filled her channel with his man sword sheathing it inside her, he pumped slowly and steadily so as to make it last. He was almost laying on top of her with her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist and locking her ankles behind him. He was about to erupt inside her when she dropped the bombshell,

'Love, there is one more thing. I am again pregnant.'

"Veronique, my love your timing of a jest like that is deplorable, a few seconds more and I swear you quite probably would be with child. Nay, nay you can't be.................. can you? Are you? "

One look at Veronique's smiling face and he knew it was no jest.

 

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Veronique, my love your timing of a jest like that is deplorable, a few seconds more and I swear you quite probably would be with child. Nay, nay you can't be.................. can you? Are you?

He looked at her as if looking for a joking smile. The smile was there, but it was an all-knowing smile, as one that knows a secret.

“Fire away, my love, for your volley had already found its mark. He thinks that it could have happened as early as the night of the wedding.”

And with that he groaned as he leaned into her, filling her with his potent seed. He buried his face into her creamy neck as his cock once more filled her with its warm gift.

“So you will have two women here at the manor expecting a baby around the same time. Should make things very interesting.”

With his face still hidden, buried at that juncture where her neck met her shoulders, he just groaned his body remained joined to hers, her legs still locked around Alexander’s body.

“Maybe this time I carry only one child. Or twins again? “(Alexander groaned). “Hopefully not triplets.” (A bigger groan this time). “You know what I think? I think that we are going to need to make the nursery larger. Maybe knock down a wall between those two rooms and then turn Clair’s room into the next room over and then hire an assistant for Clair. Maybe hire someone expecting her own child, like, oh, maybe Jane? Put her in the next room over from where Clair’s room would be? What do you think? Papa Vernay?”

An even bigger groan came from Alexander as he finally looked at her. He kissed her before placing a hand on the place where their new life grew. Still joined, she could feel his sword already losing its steel and she ran her fingers through his hair.

“Are you pleased?”