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(MF-teens, f-voy, v, rom) *** "Father," I said, holding my temper in check, "I really can't believe you are going to let that foul pervert marry the girl." "Can't be helped, son, they are in his debt and her father is, unfortunately a sot and completely worthless." "But she's so lovely, so, so, well arousing is the word, and she's only what, sixteen?" He nodded, "Perhaps less. Her mother is distraught but it is what the man demands, and he's within his rights under our law, an eye for an eye you know. In fact, he can just take her without the marriage." "I must try to stop it." He smiled. "Of course, your duty, no thought of payment I'm sure." I smiled and felt my cock tremble. The girl's mother was luscious and available; right on the brink of becoming someone's courtesan while her worthless husband dallied and drank himself to the grave. I intended to help him along, claim the mother for my entourage and, of course, become the girl's doting step-father or something close to that, guardian perhaps, lover of course. Her ripe and dripping cherry was my ultimate goal. But I would have to deal with Duke Philip's degenerate son as well as her doddering father. My blade was sharp. My cock was hard. I smiled. I went back to my room roused my bed-warmer and enjoyed her at the side of the high bed, horsing her standing, bouncing her on my hard rod until she collapsed blubbering and was barely able to rise to her knees to suck me clean and lick my throbbing balls. Her tenure was about accomplished, and I'd soon have to seek another and let my friends have her for their pleasure and relief. Few bed-girls lasted more than a month or two. The supply, fortunately, was practically inexhaustible. I dressed carefully and rolled my thick and well- satisfied manhood into a decorated codpiece, strapped on my everyday sword, tucked a tiny pistol into the back of my waist and a dirk into my boot and then headed out to make love and do mischief. I had killed before, justly of course, except for that fool Leslie who caught me with his sister, that was unfortunate. I can still see his face when I pulled my thick shaft out of the young girl's bulging cunny. He died pleading and I plowed her atop his warm body. Love first, I decided, and made for the widow-to-be's fine home. I found her in the garden, wrapped her in my arms, turned her about and kissed her firmly, grinding our bellies together as her astonished girl- child watched, mouth open and eyes wide, and I worked on the lady's corset laces. "Good to see you, m'lady," I said when I released her and patted her fine ass. "I'm told that there are foul plans for your beautiful child. I hope that is not true." She got her breath, pulled her frilly blouse back up over her high breasts and smiled at me. She had adorable nipples, big as my thumb when they were excited. "It's true, I fear, she sighed. We are deeply in debt and the duke demands payment. Her virginity is his price." "Has your husband's family no means?" She shook her head and held my arm to her body, my hand petting her soft mound. "And my child is ignorant of men, poor thing. Look at her. Untouched, unsullied." She writhed in my grasp. The girl licked her lips and stared. "Pity, madam, she can't go to her marriage bed completely unaware of what is expected of her." Looking at her was arousing. I hugged her mother whose hand was on my groin, measuring I assumed. We knew each other reasonably well, and I had horsed her several times recently. She stroked. I smiled. The woman looked up at me and nodded, kneading my knob-headed shaft. "Shall we show her?" I asked as blandly as I could, feeling the blood flowing. Now would be a good time, she answered, taking my hand. "Come, Louisa, we have some important lessons for you." "Oh good!" the girl cried. "Wonderful! I've being dying to see what's in his bulging front." At the top of the long curving staircase we met the girl's father, just arising I suspect. He smelled of drink and his eyes seemed unfocused. I saw the opportunity, told the woman to take the girl to her room and for both of them to get undressed and then accosted the man at the top of the stairs, called him several names, tripped him and shoved. He tumbled down turning over twice and landed with his head cocked to the side, neck broken, eyes glassy, quite dead with one foot twitching. I went down and called the servants and had the corpse dragged out to the back porch. I told them to dig a grave. "You are widowed," I told the handsome woman when I found her in dishabille. She jumped into my arms and rained kisses on me, sighing, "Thank you, thank you." Her child joined in the kissing, and I explored her ass crack. She wiggled and giggled. She helped strip her mother's chemise from her lush body, and I kissed her soft body here and there as her naked child watched, one hand across her fine little breasts and the other between her long legs where her nest of golden curls lay waiting. Waiting for me the plunder. I stripped my shirt quickly, unleashed my proud phallus and bounced it in my hand, displaying it for the girl who stared as it rose, her mouth hanging open. I was tempted to take her first but demurred as her mother purred beside me, hot and eager. I held her and kissed her, palming her rounded butt as she reclined, smiled and spread her legs, titling up her wide pelvis. The girl got up beside her, licking her lips and looking nervous, eager to learn and then, I hoped, to practice her lessons. My blunt-headed ram dripped, eager for fresh meat. "It's so big, my goodness," the child purred. I stroked her mother's slit with my rigid member once I got my pants and boots off, and then set the sloping and hard-ridged head into her fluttering lips. I pulled the girl a bit closer, my hand on her firm buttocks, and said, "You see, her nether lips are tight but fluttering, but they are flexible and stretch easily. Yours may be very tight at first, but do not worry, my shaft will serve you; its spear head will part them and pleasure them." She looked at me and smiled. I wondered if she were completely ignorant of men. Her eyes sparkled and she was breathing rapidly. Her mother sobbed and writhed as I played at her slick valley's entryway, exciting every little bunch of nerves I could find. The girl's tiny, pink nipples hardened, and I could hear her breathing beside me. I tensed, ready to impale and smiled at the beautiful child beside me. "Now watch, I said, your turn will soon come." Suddenly there was a commotion in the hall. I withdrew from the anxious woman, kissed her daughter gently and grabbed my sword. It was, just as I had hoped, the foul suitor and his even more disreputable father. They had discovered the body and were now hurrying up to their deaths. I stood there, my cock jutting out proudly, dripping with anticipation, and waited for them as they both drew their blades. My thick cock actually rose. The son hung back and I met the father at the top of the steps, parried his wild swing, flicked open his nose and then slashed him across the throat. He fell back spurting blood and his son stared at him horrified as he tumbled down. By the time he recovered, I had thrust through his body three times. His blade fell and he twisted down after his father, pulsing out gore, looking surprised. Without a scratch, I returned to the lady's bedroom, my petard standing up eagerly, slick with lubricant, told her the good news, and quickly remounted. "Oh daughter," she gasped, "we are saved." Then she closed her eyes and bent her back. The lovely girl sat on her haunches and watched intently as I eased my thick manhood into her over- heated mother, inch by inch until it was in to the swollen ballsack. I looked up and smiled at the beauty. "My lady?" I asked with a grin. Will you and your lovely girl...? I did not get to finish before she shook her head and gasped, "One thing at a time. To work, sir, to work!" I began slowly with half-foot strokes until we both we thoroughly aroused and well lubricated, and then I started pounding, smacking us loudly together as she wrapped me in her legs and met me thrust for thrust until she arched, gasped and screamed. I pumped out my pleasure in her and then pulled free my dripping ram and let the girl lick it clean. I buried my hands in her golden curls and pondered how to start on her lush young body. From the back, I decided, to enjoy her fine, round ass and crush her lovely little breasts. 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