When Catharine returned to the Manor from her rendezvous with the stablehand, she was greeted by one of the newly hired kitchen staff. After Richard had departed from her meadow cottage, she had washed her privates of his fragrant sperm to avoid suspicion and worked briefly on some knitting lest she arrive too closely behind her lover. She was stiff from their coupling. Richard’s cock was not as big as her husband’s thick weapon, but he was as strong as an ox from working in the stables, and when he was fucking her, he tended to be rough. Not that she minded. Lady Catharine preferred a man who took charge. She had at times even asked Richard to bind her before he fucked her. It was so exciting to be helpless as he forced his cock in her mouth and pussy, and even in her ass on occasion.
As a result, she worried that a few minor blemishes from their coupling might alert her husband, but he was preoccupied with his own lovers. And here came one of them, her large breasts bouncing with each step. Thomas preferred busty wenches.
“Good day, m’Lady. How was your ride?”
“Wonderful, as usual, although I am stiff from being in the saddle with an exuberant stallion. Lord Thomas needed a stud for the fillies and this brute fills the bill nicely, but he is much to handle. I shall be walking sorely for a day or so.”
“He’s a fine specimen, to be sure. I can’t help but keep my eye on him when I’m near the stables. If you don’t mind me saying so, m’Lady, he has all the tools in the right places.” Martha giggled shyly. “Excuse me, Ma’am. I don’t mean to be forward.
At this point, Catharine was unsure if they were still talking about the stablehand who hours before had been between her thighs and fucking her roughly or the horse under her.
“You are new here, are you not? And your daughter is working at the manor as well?”
“Yes, m’Lady. I am Martha and Marian is my daughter. We are learning the ways of the manor. My husband is Jacob the butcher. We are honored to be serving you and Lord Thomas.”
“I should have welcomed you before, Martha. I trust my husband has given you and your daughter a proper introduction.”
“Oh, yes, ma’am. He has been most gracious. We even have a room that we share when our work keeps us up late so we don’t have to return to the village late at night. He has gone to generous lengths to keep us happy.” (Approximately 12 inches in length and so thick. But you must know all about that.) Martha smiled at the thought of Lord Thomas’s fat cock shooting his fluids in her ravaged pussy. What a cock that man had. She wondered if Lady Catharine appreciated it as much as she did the stablehand’s prick. It was common knowledge in the kitchen that he was fucking m’Lady.
“I must meet your daughter, Marian. I hear she’s a comely lass and all the village boys are after her.”
“She’s the apple of me eye, as they say. She does have a gaggle of men and boys eyeing her as well. I’m giving her motherly advice and she’s a quick learner.”
“So I’ve heard. Nice talking with you Martha.” (And I’m sure I’ll be hearing more about your daughter. Her tight young-maiden quim will loosen up when Lord Thomas beds her if he hasn’t already.)
Catharine rode to the stables and handed her horse off to Richard. They spoke politely as defined by their position in society, but their glances smoldered with passion.
Catharine’s heart raced every time she gazed upon his muscular form.
*****
Later that evening, Lord Thomas and Lady Catharine ate a light meal with little discussion. The broth they both desired was soothing and served alongside cheeses and bread.
“Will you be sleeping with me tonight, m”Lord?”
“I think not, Catharine. I’ve been restless of late, and I’m up early for a hunt on the morrow. I’ll not be bothering ye. Enjoy a peaceful night without me. If I slept with ye, I’d want to taste those creamy thighs and plant my seed in you, but I can see you’re walking a bit stiffly after your ride today. Putting my big cock inside ye is probably not a good idea even though I get hard just thinking about it.”
“You do ride me like a true stallion, m’Lord. In a day or so I shall be ready for a mounting, I’m sure.”
But Thomas had other ideas. Reginald had arranged for Martha and Marian to come to his chambers after dark for a special treat he had planned.
Mid-evening the two lasses heard a light knock on their door, and they opened it to find Reginald there to escort them. As requested, they dressed in loose skirts and blouses with nothing underneath. In minutes they were in Thomas’s chamber and Reginald closed the door on his way out. He remained in the hallway, however, his ear near the door.
Thomas smiled at the two women. Despite their age difference, they shared fetching faces and curves. Martha was a bit fleshier than her daughter, but still comely. Marian was a picture of perfection. Blonde tresses down her back, a narrow waist, thin thighs, and large perky breasts that begged for attention.
Thomas was wearing a clerical collar on his dark shirt.
“Welcome, ladies. Tonight we are going to do a play…a little drama. You are the actors and I will direct you. Let’s start with you removing your blouses so I can see your lovely tits.”
The women did as they were told and in seconds they were bare from the waist up. The room was still a bit chilly as the fire in the large fireplace had not taken hold quite yet. Instantly, their nipples hardened in the cool air. Both women bore large areolae. Martha’s were bumpy and thick and her breast hung lower than her daughter’s. Marian’s nipples were perfectly round and slightly puffy, but riding high on her chest.
Thomas directed them to his bed where he had cords tied to the four bedposts.
“Marian, please remove your skirt as well and lay on your back. Martha, tie her wrists and ankles. Yes, like that. They don’t need to be tight. This is only for show in our little enactment. There. Mmmm, wonderful. Marian, you have a beautiful body for a nun…that’s what you are in our little play. You are so ripe and alluring without your habit hiding your beautiful assets. But a priest has abused and tied you and left you this way. Your Mother Superior has discovered you but has decided you need to be taught a lesson. Unfortunately, she can’t help herself when she sees you this way and she removes her clothing. Martha, you need to wear this large cross. Yes, it looks so nice between your fat tits. Martha will begin by taking advantage of you, and then I will enter as a priest who has returned to the scene of his crime. You can only imagine how disgusted I will be at such a sight of two women coupled together.”
Thomas issued a few more detailed instructions and the plan began. Martha began by giggling as she approached her daughter, but Thomas interjected.
“No! Mother Superior, you are angry but excited by the sight before you. Her punishment is your pleasure. No laughter. I need the mood to be serious. My cock gets hard at the thought.”
Martha crawled up on the bed and slapped her daughter lightly on the cheeks, scowling and telling her what a naughty whore she was. Then she paused, reached down, and kissed Marian roughly. Their mouths opened and passion ensued as their tongues found one another. Martha slid down and bit her daughter’s nipples lightly, kissing and sucking them forcefully between her full lips. Marian’s eyes were closed and she moaned in delight.
Martha slid down further and placed her mouth at the apex of her daughter’s spread legs. She licked and tongued her moist pussy as her hands roughly squeezed and fondled her daughter’s large breasts. Both mother and daughter were getting into their roles at this point.
Thomas stood to the side watching and fondling his large cock into a massive erection through his leggings as Martha ravaged her daughter. Finally, he lowered his codpiece and exposed himself.
“What’s this? Two harlots in my chambers. Mother Superior, who is this beautiful thing tied to my bed?”
Martha looked up. Pussy juice covered her face and lips.
“Sister Marian, your worship. She needs to be punished and that’s what I’m doing.”
“Stay that way, Mother. Let me help you. But first I must raise your skirts to see that you are hiding nothing.”
Thomas stood behind Martha and lifted her skirts to reveal a fleshy ass and a glistening cunt beckoning him. He stroked his massive cock and then rubbed it against Martha’s moist labia before pressing forward. The head of his cock flattened at first and then with more pressure, separated her labia and speared inside her. He slowly pushed forward until over ten inches of hard cock was buried inside a willing cunt.
“You should not have proceeded without me, Mother Superior. As a result, I need to punish you with my holy prick. How does that feel you filthy nun? Your cunt is so soft. Maybe I should punish you more often.”
“Yes, your Worship. I’ve been a naughty nun. Punish me with your devil’s spear. I deserve this. Mmmm, your cock is so big. That’s it, your Worship. In and out, in and out. I need to feel every inch of you.” Martha was getting into her role as a nasty nun and her banter had Thomas excited about his new game. He grabbed her by the hips and slowly built speed until he was fucking her furiously, slamming his groin into Martha’s fleshy derriere in long rapid strokes. Her large buttocks shook in waves with each stroke. Martha continued to eat her daughter’s cunt.
Meanwhile Marian craned her neck to watch as Lord Thomas ravaged her willing mother. She decided she needed to get into the action from him as well. She had experienced Lord Thomas’s cock before and remembered the pleasure she derived from it.
“And don’t forget about me, your Worship. I’ve been a naughty nun as well. I need to be punished. I deserve a proper fucking from your Worships fat cock.”
Thomas smiled and pulled his thick penis out of Martha’s gaping quim, now red and glistening with their sticky love juice. He slapped her on the ass leaving a handprint on her buttock. He then directed Martha to lie on her back with her head by his knees and had Marian get on her knees so her ass was in position for his glistening snake. In this manner, he could fuck Marian while Martha licked her daughter’s cunt. She could also suck on his cock when he pulled it out of her daughter.
In no time he was buried in Marian whose cunt and blonde maidenhair were still sopping from her mother’s ministrations.
Marian let out an “oof” when the first thrust as his thick phallus entered her roughly.
“There you are, you dirty nun. Lurking around my bedroom. Perhaps I should make you spend your vigil hours here praying with me so I can make sure you are not fucking the other priests. You have a tight hole but when I’m done with ye it will be a bit bigger.”
He slapped her ass and pulled his cock out. Immediately Martha reached up and placed her lips around the huge crown and licked it.
“Aye, that’s a good Mother Superior. Keep my prick clean. You’ve a good mouth. I may have to do your confessions in private from now on. But you’d best return me to this filthy nun’s cunt before she dries out. Yessss. Right there, home again.”
Marian’s eyes were closed but her brain was a mix of pain and pleasure. Her cunt was being pounded by a fat cock and her clitoris was being licked by her mother at the same time. Sir Thomas began groping her hanging breasts and pulling on her nipples as he pummeled her. And then he pulled out again. She felt her mother grabbing his cock and rubbing it around her ass.
“Perhaps your Worship should punish her in other ways. A good ass fucking might teach her to behave.”
When Marian heard this, her eyes opened wide in shock. Sir Thomas’s invasion of her pussy was scary enough. What would happen if he tried to put that battering ram in her virgin ass. Her brain trembled at the thought.
“Get it nice and wet for me then, you dirty whore. It’s a tight fit to be sure.”
Martha licked and spit on her daughter’s little pink star and then added a dose of saliva to Sir Thomas’s cock before aiming it at her daughter’s rosebud. She held it firmly in her small hand as he leaned forward. The large helmet flattened on the first three tries, and then Martha pushed in a slickened finger to stretch it a bit. She removed her finger and tried again to insert Sir Thomas’s cock. This time the sphincter began to stretch open and the crown suddenly slipped in. Her asshole tightened around the shaft once the head was in and Marian let out a guttural groan.
Thomas made eye contact with Martha and smiled. He waited patiently for a few seconds and then slowly pushed forward until half of his shaft was now buried in Marian’s ass.
Marian’s eyes were squeezed shut as the initial pain of entrance gradually gave way to pleasure. She wriggled her hips as a test and realized this would be a whole new type of sex.
“Are ye okay, Lass.”
“Please, your Worship. Go slowly. Am I tight enough for you?”
Sir Thomas laughed.
“You’ve a vise grip on me, ye filthy nun. I’ll be hard-pressed to keep from emptying my bowels in ye. Ah, you’ve a sweet ass.”
And with that, he began to slowly pump his cock in and out of her ass, the ridge of her star clinging to him with each stroke. The sight of the crown emerging from her ass with just the tip remaining before he slammed it home stirred his lust and fired millions of synaptic nerves in his brain. Martha licked and massaged his balls as she watched his massive cock destroy her daughter’s ass. But thankfully, it didn’t take long before the cumulative effect was a mind-blowing orgasm for the Lord of the Manor. Thomas grunted like a bull elk and pressed his hips to Marian’s apple ass as a huge load emptied into her ass. After a few spurts, Martha pulled him out and received the rest in her mouth, spilling some on her chin and breasts.
When he was finally softened, Sir Thomas collapsed on the bed with a wench on either side. His clerical collar was hanging askew from his neck and Martha’s wooden cross was glistening with cum.
“Let that be a lesson to ye, ye filthy nuns. We may need to do more penance in the future, but for now, let’s rest. Feel free to wake me up anytime for more punishment, but for now, I think a nap is in order.”
He lay there fondling the two women as they drifted off under a heavy fur blanket. Martha couldn’t resist reaching down and gently stroking Sir Thomas’s flaccid member. Her pussy moistened instantly. It was going to be a long, but exciting, night.
Sir Thomas smiled. It’s good to be the Lord of the Manor, he thought to himself.
