The young bride.

[cgraven]

Jehanne is in divine agony her lips part her tongue moistens their parched surface.
Over and over again to try to form the words, to give voice to her burning, all consuming need.

"Yes Jean...yes....all that and more....please."

The words tumble from her lips in a frantic rush of wanton need.

“Paccar a moment”

His old eyes look at me and I nod he knows what to do.

“You slut, you harlot down on your hands and knees “

Paccar is lying on his back in excitation of what is to come.

 

[H'venlee]

Jean halts Paccar's assault on me. My body quivers, feeling the cool air touch my warm lips. I see the smile on Paccar's face, his mouth glistening with my juices, as his tongue comes out from between his lips to lick off what has been left..

I hear Jean behind me, “You slut, you harlot down on your hands and knees “.

I watch Paccar lay down on the grass and I kneel at his feet, letting my body fall onto the palms of my hands. My head falls forward,my back arched as I feel Jean Claude caress my backside.

I stay still, waiting for his command.

 

[cgraven]

Jehanne feel to her knees her body engulfed in her aching need that her poor innocent mind can not comprehend. Letting her body fall onto the palms of her hands, Jehanne’s head falls forward. I caress her firm buttocks, my touch soft pleasing, and teasing, Jehanne’s back arches to my touch.

She is still, waiting my command.

A finger runs the length of her dew pussy, I dip my fingers into the essence of Jehanne’s sweet, nectar, my fingers at her lips so she may savor her own taste, my cock lubricated by that sweet nectar I crave.

“Taste yourself bitch, taste and suck my fingers clean.!”

Paccar mouth just below her sweetly dripping pussy, my cock nestled between the firm globes of her firm ass.

As Jehanne shyly reaches out her pink little tongue to do my bidding Paccar mouth claims her pussy and I thrust my hips forwarded entering Jehanne’s dark roes.

“Do as I said Slut!”

 

[H'venlee]

“Taste yourself bitch, taste and suck my fingers clean.!”

His fingers rested before my lips. I feel Paccar postition himself below me, his breath warm against my wetness. Jean Claude presses to me, his hardness nestling between my soft flesh, the tip posed for assault.

I let my tongue slip tentatively out to lick at his fingers. Just then Paccar's mouth clamps onto my pussy, sucking and licking at me, his tongue thrusting in deep, and Jean's cock slides deeply into me. I gasp and he pushes his fingers in between my parted lips.

“Do as I said Slut!”

I take his fingers in my mouth, sucking on them hard. My tongue licks them up and down, rolling them around in my mouth, sucking every drop off of his figers. Paccar's tongue starts pistoning in and out of my wet pussy, swirling around the walls. I push back against my husband, feeling him fill me. Slowly he withdraws, till just the very tip rests inside of me, before sliding in deeper this time.

I feel Paccar's calloused finger on my lips, parting my wider for his probing tongue. Then I feel a fingertip press against my clit, holding, then rubbing small circles around it.

I moan with the wonderful pleasures that Jean is showing me.

 

[cgraven]

Jehanne moans the win assault on her innocence, again stirring the dark, smoldering sensuality she does not even she posses, her thirst to break free, to feel experience all the forbidden fruits. The tender love of her wedding night, the surrendering of her virginity to her husband, the heady joy of our honeymoon the 1st. The wild , lust filled passion of man and wife this very morning used filled and fulfilled in every way. Then the thrilling release from all responsibility for her actions, the freedom just to experience. Now humility.


Paccar’s talent brings Jehanne to the edge of that sweet abyss she seeks. Her hips trust back willing taking me deeper into the fro binned pleasure of the morning. She trembles on the edge, then blessed release.

 

[H'venlee]

My heart pounds, feeling this wonderful experience. How amazing that Jean Claude would offer me this. My body trembles as my mind starts to comprehend the idea of what is happening to me, things that were never talked about in the house I grew up in, even behind closed doors. Such things were naughty, dirty, disgusting, and shameful, and here I was, feeling and being them.

As Paccar's tongue licks at me, I feel the experience that this old man has. His touch, so light and demanding, taking me to the egde of pleasure again and again.

Jean, so forceful, entering me deeper and deeper. Showing me these forbidden pleasures that I have never known. I feel his hands on my hips, giuding me as I push back to meet each of his thrusts. Moving and offering me the most pleasure I can find. He is in control, but I am the one to receive the pleasure.

Slowly my orgasm builds in me, taking me over till I can no longer think. My body just responds to the knowledge of the men who are pleasing me. I press back against Jean, arching my back as I grind my pussy onto Paccar's mouth.

"Oooo....yes.....yes....Yes!"

The pleasure washes over me, sending hard quivers through my body. My fingers grip into the grass, holding on as Paccar's and Jean's assault continues, never easing as I moan with the esctasy I have found.

 

[cgraven]

"Oooo....yes.....yes....Yes!"

Jeanne’s deep, husky, moan, music to my ears. Paccar redoubles his efforts building on the firs raging in her sweet pussy. I take my pleasure in the tight, warm buttery depths of her ass. Jehanne is brought repeatedly to the edge of bliss, and then held a moment to plunge down into the abyss to wild, all consuming orgasm.

Paccar withdraws, a know smile on his face.

‘’ Monsieur all is ready within. ‘’

I pick up Jehanne’s and walk towards the woodcutter’s cottage.

 

[H'venlee]

Over and over I feel the wonton pleasures these two men are giving me, and I cannot help but let my body be consumed. My elbow give way and my face falls to the grass as I feel Jean give a final thrust, filling me. A single thought runs through my mind as his seed warms my aching hole, "And your slut I will be."

"Monsieur all is ready within." Paccar untangles himself from below me. My body shiver, wondering what else my husband could have in store for me. Surely there could not be anything more pleasureable than this.

I feel Jean Claude scoop me up into his arms. I hugs around his neck and snuggle my face into his warm chest, cooing a bit. I feel him give a slight chuckle at this. "Did you enjoy that?" His words are soft in my ear.

"Oh yes Jean, so very much."

 

[cgraven]

"And your slut I will be."

Jehanne nestles close, her head resting on my chest, her fragrance, subtle, intoxicating as I carry her in to the cottage.

"Oh yes Jean, so very much."

Jehanne’s voice a soft trimmer her body alive and aroused.

I walking the door to the large copper tub, no more like a pool and Place her gently in the hot steaming water. My eyes on hers I slowly strip, and wade in to join my young bride..

We are a lone in the secluded Cottage. I lather the natural sponge then sit Jehanne in my lap the water just below her bust, A d I start to slowly seductively wash her neck , Jehanne’s arms the as she leans back the sponge cresses her breasts and nipples in a slowly abrasive and snail motion . My touch light and gentle.

 

[H'venlee]

Jean brings me into the small cottage. I see an old copper tub in the center of the living space, wisps of steam rising from the water. Slowly he lowers me into the hot water. I sigh contently, letting the water sooth my aching body parts.

I watch as Jean Claude removes his clothing. He shoulders are so broad and scupted for a man his age. I smile, thinking how lucky I am to have such a handsome, knowledgeable husband. He then slides off this tight trousers, stopping for a moment to let me admire him. I blush a bit, as his eyes catch me staring again in awe of his manhood, standing stiff again, wanting more attention.

He come to stand by the tub, lifting my face to plant a soft kiss on my lips before stepping into the tub with me. My mind reels. From being demanding to being so gentle, his moods change so quickly that I cannot quite grasp which way I should act. Should I be the slut he wants, or the wife he married?

He lowers himself into the tub and pulls me onto his lap. I can feel his hardness press against me, and I wiggle a bit, smiling at him. He slowly shakes his head, and instead takes a sponge and starts washing me.

My brows form a small frown. Paccar comes into the room, carrying towels and oils, I watch him, hoping to catch his eye for some hint of what is going on. His eyes stay averted from mine, as he places everything just so, and leaves the room.

I place my head on Jeans shoulder, and in my confusion, I have to speak.

"My darling, I do not understand."

 

[cgraven]

Jehanne’s eyes lovingly devour me as I come to her Paccar does as I have instructed, he leaves the sound of his car pulling away a soft punctuation that we are alone.

"My darling, I do not understand."

The lathered sponge titillates and caresses her breasts and nipples , moves lower, gently, lazily, traces circles on her flat firm abdomen.

“Jehanne you are so young my love, your body needs so much, as does that sweet imagination of yours…….I know what you need my love…. And I will give you all you need and more , your are my sweet child bride, but our body has a natural lust that also must be fulfilled….. So you are my little wanton slut as well.”

The sponge now brushes Jehanne’s auburn fleece.

 

[H'venlee]

The sponge moves down my boy, tickling finally at the curly hair that rests above my sore, tingling pussy. I shift a bit, letting my thighs part to your touch. My mind still so unclear about what is going on. I sigh a bit, my lips kissing softly at his neck as I try to understand.

"But Jean, how can I be both? I want to be all that you want. I want to please you. Yet you treat me so kindly after...." I stop, wondering if I should continue. I do not want to anger him, because that part I still fear.

I bite softly at my lips, not knowing if he wishes me to continue, or if I have already asked too much.

 

[cgraven]

Jehanne’s lips kissing softly at my neck so much the little School Girl still in her eagerness.

"But Jean, how can I be both? I want to be all that you want. I want to please you. Yet you treat me so kindly after...."

Jehanne’s voice so soft, so full of unspoken questions, as she nibbles on her lower lips. Her thighs part and I let the sponge float to the surface of our bathe. My teeth nibble at her ear lobe, my finger slides a long her puffy neither lips to roll her clitoris , still fully excited under the tip of one as another circles the entrance of her sweet silken channel of love and lust.


"Jehanne you do please me in all things my love."

 

[H'venlee]

I watch the sponge float on the top of the water, as your fingertips brush against the lips. I sigh so softly, my body wanting to feel more of your touch. I wait to see what other joys you have in store for me, yet my mind still stirs with questions.

But my body stirs more with the passions you are creating. Your teeth nibble at my earlobe, and you whisper, "Jehanne you do please me in all things my love."

I feel a blush spread across my cheeks. My hips move a bit, letting your hand move as it wishes. My thoughts wander back to our wedding night. You were so slow and kind and gentle to me, taking my virginity and showing me just a bit of the passion I had to look forward to. I never thought I could feel more than that night.

Yet now, I sit on your lap, my legs spread wide to your probing fingers. My backside pressing against your hard shaft. Small gasps escaping my lips as your fingertips play along my lips, teasing me to another peak.

 

[cgraven]

A soft moan as my fingers play at Jehanne’s sweet sex, she blushes, her cheeks rose red. Her thighs part welcoming my touch her sweet youthful body trembles in anticipation.

My finger slips deep with in Jehanne’s silken vagina, searching for the one rough spot that will bring her unbridled pleasure. My voice soft and seductive as I nibble her earlobe,

“Jehanne do you remember our wedding night when I first came to you.
“

My finger finds the illusive spot and another joins it, the flick across it like a butterfly’s wings teasing and excite it with a light teasing massage.

“Jehanne tell me again of that 1st night”

 

[H'venlee]

Your fingers slide deep into me, tickling that wonderful spot that brings me such pleasure.

Your voice whispers softly in my ear, “Jehanne tell me again of that 1st night”.

A smile plays on my lips, thinking of that first night. "I was very scared Jean, but you remember that. I was dressed in a long flowing white gown that you had bought for me especially for that night."

Your hand moves strong against me, and I stop just a moment to enjoy your touch before continuing.

"And you looked so handsome, so strong, and I was so nervous. You sat beside me on the bed, kissing me. Your lips felt so wonderful on mine. You pulled me onto your lap, much like you have me now."

You look at me, your brow raised. I chuckle a bit, feeling your fingers wiggle deep in me.

"Ok, not exactly like this. But your hand was on my calf, slowly pushing the hem of my gown up as your lips tickled my neck with kisses. I remember giggling like a young girl, which I guess I was at the time. You were so patient, slowly kissing me while your hand inched higher and higher."

I wiggled my bottom against you, feeling your hardness jump beneath me. I smiled, and captured your lips in a warm kiss before returning to the story.

"I can still think on how your touch felt, so gentle. And your teeth, grasping the strap of my gown and tugging it off my shoulder. I thought it was so manly of you. And then you kissed down to lick around my nipple. It was the most wonderous thing I had ever felt, at least up until that moment."

 

[cgraven]

I was very scared Jean, but you remember that. I was dressed in a long flowing white gown that you had bought for me especially for that night."

A smile plays on Jehanne’s lips her voice softens, and her eyes have a far away smile, My hands move, one to deeper massage her g-spot, My other hand cups Jehanne’ breast and I tenderly roll her nipple between my finger and thumb.

"Ok, not exactly like this. But your hand was on my calf, slowly pushing the hem of my gown up………..

Her derrière wiggles and massages my growing manhood, which jumps to her touch as always. Jehanne tilts her head back we kiss.

"Ok, not exactly like this. But your hand was on my calf, slowly pushing the hem of my gown up……………………………….. It was the most wondrous thing I had ever felt, at least up until that moment."

“I would take you again Jehanne,……..Now”

A kiss, I turn Jehanne to face me fully, her firm breasts, graze my chest. My hands on her waist, she floats just above me, and I slowly lower her to me.


"Cohisir ma belle..........Chose your pleasure my dear."

 

[H'venlee]

"Cohisir ma belle..........Chose your pleasure my dear."

I feel our chest brush, my nipples so sensative from your touch. My body aches to feel you in me again. My mind still replays our first night together. Your mouth on my sexy, readying me for the pleasures you had in store for me. The feel of your hardness invading my virginity, piercing the barrier that held you at bay for only a moment. How I clung to you with the first of many wonderful feelings you had shown to me that night.

But now, I see that those pleasures were just the beginning of what you had in mind for me.

"I choose to please you, mon chere. I choose to feel you in me, making me cry out in pleasure. I choose to learn all that you wish me to, for as I gave myself to you that night, I give my body to you again & again."

 

[cgraven]

"I choose to please you, mon chere. I choose to feel you in me, making me cry out in pleasure. I choose to learn all that you wish me to, for as I gave myself to you that night, I give my body to you again & again."

I kiss Jehanne deeply and let her settle on my iron cored manhood once again parting her sweet sex as I lower her on to me.

“Please yourself now Jehanne as you please me in your joy.”

Deep kisses as my arms encircle my young bride.

“As you pleased me then and on each day sense.”

 

[H'venlee]

I feel his hard manhood slide into me. The soreness and pleasure make it feel like pure bliss. “Please yourself now Jehanne as you please me in your joy.” His lips press against mine, his tongue diving between my lips in a passionate kiss. Our tongues dancing together, then his withdrawing, trtacing a line over my cheek, to trace my earlobe.

“As you pleased me then and on each day sense.”

His head bends down to capture one of my nipples floating on the top of the water. He suckles gently, showing no signs of the harshness he had shown to me before.

I rock against him, feeling his hands on my bottom, guiding me. He lifts me just a little, then lets me float back down, having him nestle deep inside of me. The water moves around me, caressing my skin that tingles from my husband's touch.

I feel his mouth warm against my breast, and my hands hold him there, offering myself to his hungry mouth. My fingers entwine in his hair, holding him to me as I feel him grasp my nipple harder, feasting on it. He lifts me a bit higher on him, feeling me slide more and more along the great length of him.

My body stirs with passion for him. I rest my head against his shoulder, rocking in a steady motion. This is not the frenzy he had shown me just moments before, but the softness I felt that first night together.

"Oh Jean, you make me feel so good, yet so naughty. I want to understand it all. Aider moi. Help me"

 

[cgraven]

Our intimacy deepens as I suckle Jehanne’s sweet tit, rolling the nipple on the roof of my mouth. She rocks her hips slowly devouring my cock, her arms around my neck as Jehanne arches to my mouth. My hands guide her in the slow, loving, dance of two becoming one. Her head now rest against my shoulder.

"Oh Jean, you make me feel so good, yet so naughty. I want to understand it all. Aider moi. Help me"

As we dance in cupids embrace I still her my legs hold Jehanne in place I lift her chin with the tip of my finger.


“Oh my sweet bride. Your body is so young and vibrant yet so is your mind my dear.”

I pause as we rock in are lovers embrace.

“This morning when I made you lick up or spilled joy from the floor you where excited., then Marie, and Paccar you withered under their sensual kisses and where happy ? The rough way I spoke to you, the way I touched you also excited you did it not.”

 

[H'venlee]

"Oh oui Jean, very much so." I feel a blush chashing itself across my cheeks as I add, "But my aunt...she...she never told me of such things...and I am afraid that it is wrong."

I look deeply into his eyes, his lust for me blazes there. I can feel him so hard inside of me. I squeeze tight around him as we rock, feeling the water brush across my clit in a slow rhythm.

I close my eyes to his, letting my body enjoy the feeling of us being joined as one.

"Tell me Jean, is it wrong?"

 

[cgraven]

Oh oui Jean, very much so." ……………."But my aunt...she...she never told me of such things...and I am afraid that it is wrong."

My hand gently caresses Jehanne’s crimson cheek. Her loving aunt had kept Jehanne in boarding school all her life and had nothing to do with the girl outside of vacations.

A kiss brushes Jehanne’s lips my forehead rest against hers as we rock there, my cock growing ever longer and thicker in Jehanne’s “Secret Garden” of pleasure. Her eyes flutter closed again.

"Tell me Jean, is it wrong?"

Her voice so child like in its questioning yet the dark, husky, passion building in Jehanne’s pussy tinges her voice.

“Nothing that we do to please the other is wrong,…………..I will decide what is right and wrong all you have to do is enjoy my sweet Dove,………..You have no responsibility other than to enjoy.”

I draw Jehanne complete down on me we are hip to hip, and thigh to thigh and Our groins now grind against each other.”

 

[H'venlee]

"You have no responsibility other than to enjoy.”

He pulls me hard against him and I gasp, feeling our bodies so close. My mind clears, focusing only on the pleasure he is giving me. My thoughts and fears can wait, must wait. His hips grind against mine, pressing himself as deep as possible into me, so that I cannot think anymore.

My eyes stay closed, enjoying the manliness of him. His scent assaults my nose, circling through my sinuses. I feel his chest rubbing against mine, my nipples stiffening as the hairs on his chest twist around them. His breath is warm as his lips press to my neck, nipping and sucking at my skin.

I rest my head to his shoulder, so engulfed in the pleasure we have between us. I hear him speaking to me in that soft way he has when he is happy. Word I have heard each time he has come to me in our bed, yet they still excite me so. My bosy responds to his, tightening around him, trying to hold him as he moves in me.

"Oh Jean...I do so enjoy you."

 

[cgraven]

"Oh Jean...I do so enjoy you."

“Jehanne you are my world…...”

My voice is deep almost hypnotic as I kiss her closed Eyes.

“ and you please me so”

I kiss the hollow of her neck and lick the life force that beats there.

“My Sun and my moon ……”

I kiss and sweetly suckle each of her nipples.

“Your are my life Jehanne.”

My lips find hers again and we kiss as only lovers can who are totally lost in each other, can. There is no time, no past, no future, only now. Only the eyes of your beloved, her fragrence, dark and musky as you make love, the feel of her alone is you’re everything. Without her you are nothing.

And so the afternoon passed Jehanne in my arms and our love was wild and passionate. Jehanne lies spent in my arms. I kiss the tip of her nose. And we talk of little nothings, basking in the glow of our passion spent.

“Jehanne the hour grows late and we must dry and return to the Chateau.”