Mistress Agnes

by Kirsten Bij't Vuur

  'You know what a whore is?'

  Dick admitted he knew. 'John told me.'

  'Well, a camp follower is a whore who lives in a camp full of soldiers. Very few of them live in very large camps filled with rough men. They are used by a lot of men who own little money, so they are poor and always tired. I pitied them, and they often carried diseases, so I chose to mostly relieve myself.'

  'The vicar said that was a terrible sin, Dennis.'

  'I never met a clergyman after my ninth year so I was never told. But Dick, what is worse, lose it and get whipped, or help yourself and be calm? I would have chosen to cool headed even if I had known. If you go without until your wedding-night you'll risk losing it, and you might hurt Maria. Better help yourself and be calm, do it right by her.'

  Dick understood that perfectly, it was as if Dennis saw a light switch on in the large man's brain. He bet Dick would be a lot more relaxed the next day, and every single day after that. But his friend talked of something else entirely.

  'I have to meet her parents before we can marry, she wants me to come with her tomorrow, just her and me, walk to the village where they live. What if they don't like me?'

  'If Maria likes you, her parents will, Dick, she's nearly thirty and wants to have a husband, do you think they'll spoil her best chance so far? You're a good catch, Dick, and they don't know half how good. What does her father do?'

  'He's a tailor, and Maria helps him with his business, she does the hemming and other things he is too important to do.'

  Those were her words, Dennis just knew it, sarcasm was beyond Dick, but Dennis liked Maria instantly, though he had met her only briefly.

  'Will she move in with you after your marriage?'

  'The mistress said she could, but then Maria'd have to walk to the village every morning, in the dark. She has savings, and she is talking of renting a cottage in the village. I'd like that, a house of our own. I could get a dog.'

  'You could get a dog here, Dick, I'm sure the mistress would approve.'

  'I know, but I want a small dog, and I'm afraid the hounds would get it, thinking it was a rabbit.'

  Dick was so cute, Dennis really hoped Maria was truly a bit smitten with

  him, and just wait until their wedding night. She'd adore him from the moment he was done with her.

  The next morning, Maria did indeed fetch Dick to visit her parents, who lived in the nearest village, a ten minute walk across the moors. Maria, tall and well-formed, still beautiful at twenty-nine in an earthy way, dark chestnut hair with a natural curl, fresh face, full bosom and ample buttocks, but with a decidedly narrow waist and a certain air that didn't seem altogether fitting in the village where she was born and raised, was truly pleased to lead Dick to her parents.

  Maria was sharp, the main reason she had been left behind when all the other girls married and got themselves with child, most men felt threatened by her superior mind, and though Dick was not nearly as intelligent as herself, Maria knew at once he was honest and had a strong sense of right.

  Later, she found he never drank, was fond of children and wanted them very badly, and most of all, was slow, but not truly dumb or unaware. He was a keen observer, if one gave him the time, and he thought about things for a long time before he formed an opinion. But once he did, it was usually sensible and upright.

  And Beatrice had told her that John had overheard Patrick talking to Guy about Mrs Beauchamp praising Dick's prowess in bed.

  Everyone knew Mrs Beauchamp liked young men, she'd had John, and apparently she had had Dick as well, and she had liked his performance.

  Maria wanted a man who was good in bed, she had wanted a lover from the time she was twenty, but not just anyone, not a drunk, or a bossy boorish farmer.

  And according to Beatrice, Mrs Beauchamp was the same, only rich. If Dick pleased her, he would certainly please Maria, for she was still untouched and didn't know a thing about making love. They would have a nice income together, and if Dick agreed they could rent a house on the other side of the valley, where Maria would start her own business out of sight of her father and mother, while Dick brought in the steady income with his work at the manor.

  Mrs Beauchamp had a new young lover, a truly ravishing man who clearly had a keen mind and a dashing character. She'd probably already forgotten about bedding Dick, who would have no trouble staying true to his beloved wife.

  And now they were on their way to meet her parents, but not just that. Maria

  was planning to take a little advance on her wedding night, she knew just the little dell a bit off the path, having kissed Dick and felt the large bulge in his pants she couldn't wait for the moment he'd get it out and let her feel it.

  According to Beatrice, who had heard it from John, who had overheard Patrick talking to Dennis, Mrs Beauchamp's latest catch, Dick was hung like a horse and as eager as one. Her pussy burned with all the anticipation of a virgin about to be deflowered in total bliss.

  Poor Dick had no idea of his fiancée's intentions, he was merely nervous about the upcoming visit, afraid to be refused consent. He had no idea that sweet Maria's parents had rarely been able to gainsay their daughter, and that their consent was therefore assured. Maria was an important employee for her father, and he had no idea his daughter was aching to test her wings and fly by herself, but despite Maria's sarcasm, he had the best intentions for his daughter, and he knew she wanted to marry and have children.

  Dick Parsons had the reputation of being a dimwit, but Maria had contradicted that fervently, describing him as slow, but honest, and very sweet. He had a good income, and a steady job, and he never visited any pub in any nearby village, had never caused any trouble fighting or stealing, so Maria's parents were even glad to have their daughter finally find a man she could live with.

  As they walked the path uphill and downhill, the view over the moors spectacular, Maria still holding Dick's hand possessively, they passed by an outcrop of rough stone set at an angle.

  This was Maria's destination, under that outcrop was a little dell that was perfect for trysting, all her friends had used it before they got married, and Maria was determined she'd do the same.

  She expected to meet resistance from Dick, he would want her to stay pure until they were married, but she thought she could convince him to let her have this, he wasn't a virgin after all, so why should she be?

  'Let's go over there and make out a little, Dick. My parents aren't expecting us yet, and the weather has been fine, it will be dry.'

  Dick agreed readily, he was nervous, but he liked kissing Maria, and he was proud he could control himself so well.

  Within minutes they were sitting under the outcrop together, Maria in Dick's arms, kissing eagerly, stroking his face and hair with fire. He barely touched her, and she took his large hand and put it on her cheek, saying, 'Will you stroke me, Dick? I want to feel you touch me.'

  He was devastatingly honest with her.

  'I would love to, Maria, but I'm very afraid to lose control and ravage you. I'm very easily excited, and very strong, and I want to marry you before I touch you with heat.'

  She made her case eloquently, knowing he would understand.

  'I want you to take me, Dick. All my friends made love for the first time in this little dell, and I always dreamed of doing the same. I know you're not a virgin anymore, so why should I be? We're going to be married anyway in a few weeks, no-one will notice. I want to be naughty once in my life, Dick, don't you?'

  'You know about the mistress?'

  'Yes Dick, Beatrice told me, and I'm not angry, I knew all along. I want a passionate lover, and Beatrice told me John had heard a lot of praise about you. Please don't let me wait for weeks yet.'

  'But it's a sin to have sex before marriage.'

  'Do you really believe that, my love? Did you feel bad when you first fucked your mistress? Did it feel like a sin?'

  He bowed his head, poor chap.

  'It did, but then it felt so good I jus
t lost it. And I couldn't refuse her anyway, she was the mistress.'

  'Well just pretend I'm your mistress now, what would you do?'

  She had him, that turned him on immensely, her virginity was on its way out, she'd be deflowered before her thirtieth birthday.

  'She always started. She'd stroke my cheeks, and my hair, then unbutton my shirt, and she'd allow me to take off her dress for her.'

  Maria had her hands on his coat, and Dick just couldn't resist her reasoning, he was not a virgin, everyone he knew had sex whenever they liked it, why shouldn't Maria? She was nearly thirty and a woman grown, she made her own money, and even had savings.

  He started on her buttons, her dress was a different kind than the mistress usually wore, it was simpler, but very appealing with her full body in it. The mistress was lean and small, Maria was tall and large, and Dick complimented her.

  'You look very beautiful Maria, I can't wait to see you naked, you must have lovely breasts, everything about you is just right.'

  They made good time undressing, though they did kiss a lot as well, and as

  soon as Maria had Dick's coat and shirt removed, she was all over his chest, smelling it, feeling it, kissing it, sucking his tiny nipples.

  Her dress was the next item to go, and as Dick dared indulge in her incredible breasts, so full, so soft and fragrant, she quickly unbuttoned his trousers and carefully pulled them down.

  His cock stood out its full length, even his underwear couldn't tame it, it had to stretch or tear.

  The size of it had Maria stunned for a few moments, fortunately Dick was still eagerly exploring her breasts and the rest of her upper body, for if he had caught her shock, he would have stopped their little adventure instantly.

  But Maria soon regained her composure, if Mrs Beauchamp had liked it, it had to be good, and Dick would never hurt her, Maria was sure of that. Still she wondered how all that would fit into her, she had once or twice felt herself down there, and her opening was rather tight. Determined to do this, and feeling her pussy burn even hotter, she merely stripped his underwear down as well, careful to not get it stuck on the large member.

  'Can I touch it?' she asked Dick, who looked at her with surprise.

  'I'm sorry, I forgot you have never done this before. You can touch it, but be careful with the head, it can hurt me. But Maria, I haven't been with the mistress in weeks. Dennis advised me to relieve myself if I got too tense, but I can easily lose it if you excite me too much, and they told me to be really careful with a virgin. So will you please let me be in control this first time?

  I'm afraid you'll hate me if I hurt you.

  You can take hold of it and stroke it, but better not pull on it or lick it, and certainly not take it in your mouth. That is so good I'd certainly lose it.'

  By now, Maria was very curious what Dick meant by losing it, but she had heard the same stories of the first time hurting and those guys were not hung like a horse, she was certain. She never understood the meaning of that term until now, she'd seen the member of a male horse, of course, she lived in a village, and to be honest, a horse was even larger, but she never thought a man could have a cock this size. When he talked about taking it in her mouth she wanted to do that, but she wanted to enjoy this first time, too, and he was the one with the experience and the reputation, be it in very select company.

  So she agreed to let him call the shots, and promptly touched his dick, stroked it, feeling its hardness beneath the soft skin, and the glossy smooth head. He breathed in sharply as she did that, and for a moment he looked fierce, not at all like the friendly giant she had come to like so much in the

  last few weeks.

  But Maria was not easily scared, and she let go of his dick to stroke his balls, very gently for she knew they were sensitive. Then she stroked the rest of him, until the fierce look had left his eyes, though she would not forget it, she suddenly knew what he meant by losing it, and she wanted him to do that, but not yet, when they were married and living in a house of their own.

  Meanwhile, Dick was not sitting still, his hands stroked her rounded buttocks and her curving back reverently, and he kissed her breasts, then took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it.

  A sudden moan escaped her lips, and now he finally seemed convinced she was serious about this, and as heated as himself. Finding a patch of soft grass, he picked her up and laid her on it, softly, he was so incredibly strong she shivered in admiration and anticipation.

  Then he kneeled before her, gently removed her underwear, and spread her legs, moving to sit between them, still on his knees. And when he took hold of the spongy flesh of her pussy and pulled it open with a resolute movement, the touch alone was enough to make her shudder and moan, but he didn't leave it at that. He bent over her, made himself comfortable leaning on her legs, and the world exploded.

  He was licking something down there, and it was the best feeling she had ever had. His hands on her pussy, and his tongue inside it, she didn't know what was happening to her, everything started spinning, and she had to pant to get enough air. He became positively greedy now, sucking until a cry of ardour escaped her, then licking again, until her lust rose so high it was almost painful. Then suddenly a weird release washed over her, and she cried out again, the thing that Dick was licking giving her little shocks, the feeling of ecstasy ebbing slowly, leaving a haze of satisfaction behind, but increasing the burning feeling within her pussy.

  And Dick was not done, he looked up at her and smiled, asking, 'How was that? Did I do well?'

  She gasped, 'That was incredible, Dick, how did you do that? I've never felt anything like it! But it still burns, Dick, what is it?'

  'Don't worry, Maria, I'm not done. The burn will get better.'

  And he bent over her again, back to licking and sucking, but he released one hand. Soon she could feel what the hand was doing, one large finger was exploring her opening gently, he probed it, then stopped licking for a second to suck on his finger.

  'It is very narrow, Maria, I know now what they meant with virgins being hurt easily.'

  But nevertheless he continued both licking and probing, and Maria took hold of her own labia and pulled them open as he had done before. Once again he was able to reach the deeper layer with his tongue, and together with that blissful feeling, he carefully inserted his finger in the burning opening. She couldn't stop that cry, it had escaped from her lips before she really noticed.

  This was so hot, and so good, he moved it up and down, and touched a spot inside her that made her lust explode again, she gasped and moaned until she felt one of those releases, a high she realized, washing over her again.

  Then he moved up to cover her with his large body, he smelled very manly and exciting, and he looked at her in adulation as he probed her pussy again, then dribbled a little spittle on his hand and moved it down there.

  Apologetically he said, 'I hope this will help.'

  Immediately afterwards she realized what he had done with his spittle, for she felt something huge slide into her, filling her up totally, and making her squeal in surprise and delight. He was still afraid to hurt her, but she panted,

  'That wasn't pain, but delight, it's blissful, go on!'

  And he did, pushing his huge dick into her opening until it wouldn't go any further.

  'It won't fit.'

  And he was ready to give up.

  But Maria wouldn't have it, this was good, and that dick needed to go deeper, and harder, the burn was increasing now, it was almost unbearable, and only a good solid plunge could cure that.

  So she used her legs to give him a little shove to his butt, pulling him in, pushing his dick deeper into her, until it was totally gone and his stomach was touching her pussy, setting it afire from the outside as well. Her push had given him ecstasy as well, he was totally out of it, he groaned and looked as if he was in pain.

  'What is wrong, Dick? Are you in pain?'

  It took a while for him to register her worried ques
tion, but then he smiled heartbreakingly sweet, and he gasped, 'No my love, this is so good I'm having trouble controlling myself. I'm on the verge of totally losing it and I don't want to hurt you. Just a moment and I'll be back in control, I'm not going to have you ravaged and in pain when we visit your parents. Or ever.'

  After a few burning seconds, his face relaxed, and he started moving in and out a little, and Maria just lost it. Her ardour totally took over, and she wanted him to plunge in faster, and harder, and said so, 'Do it, Dick, give it to me, harder. I don't care of you lose it, I want it. There is no pain, just ecstasy.

  Go!'

  And he looked at her to see if she meant it, then speeded up a little, both of them totally overcome with heat, and a little more, until he was pumping away with a relish, and she was opening herself to him even more, to give him more of herself. Maria was totally overcome with heat, she squealed and rutted, and egged him on to go faster, which he did, and she shuddered in release, waves of delight ebbing, then rising once more with his continuing thrusts.

  She had one more of those climaxes, and as she lay relishing the last one ebbing with his pumping already building up her heat again, he groaned, then pulled back faster than lighting, tugging his dick frantically, spilling his seed in the bush next to them.

  She looked at him in wonder, and he told her, 'Bulls and heifers, stallions and mares; doing this makes babies, Maria, and we cannot make one before we're married. People would shame you, and that would be terrible.'

  Then he crashed next to her in the grass, and she took him in her arms and kissed him intimately.

  'Thank you for giving me this, Dick. It was wonderful, you are wonderful, I know you didn't want to do it but I am very glad you did it to please me. My friends told me it wasn't any good, just a lot of sweating and grunting, but I knew you'd do better than that. I can't wait until we're married, we can do this every evening and every morning, and if it makes us a baby I'll be glad to have it. I truly love you Dick, though you may not believe it and think I'm marrying you just to have a husband and a home of my own. I know people call you stupid, but you're not. You're smart enough, one just has to take a little time for you to think things through. Quick decisions aren't always the best.'