He grabs his pulsing cock and turns her around. “Kiss it, wench! Kiss the tip of my sword! Wet my saber so that it will slip easily into your forbidden opening.”
“Gladly, and with pleasure! I willingly lick it for you my brave Knight, my Lord and Master.”
Kneeling to lick and suck on his bulbous pulsing prick, she lavishes her attentions on his throbbing member, stroking the stiff horn with her hands, swirling her tongue around the mushroom head to wet it in preparation for the journey to come. His hands grip her head, twining in her flaxen hair to guide her mouth on his aching cock. She pumps his hot poker, drooling her juices to lubricate it so that her mouth and hands slide smoothly on the stiff pole of his love. She pushes hard, trying to force it ever deeper into her mouth, into her throat, trying to get all of his staff deep into her body to quell the cravings within her. But it isn’t enough. It will never be enough! She aches to have his hard cock shaft in her womb, but knows that will have to wait for their marriage. Until then, she will be content to have it anyway that she can. She feels her asshole clench and release, pulsing in eager anticipation of the coming invasion, and knows that her other maidenhead will be the only one lost tonight.
“Enough! I can take no more of this teasing! My delightful wench, now you will feel my battering ram breaking down your backdoor to enter deep into the bowels of your castle!”
He lifts her by the hair, pulling her mouth from his throbbing cock and turns her to once again lie face down over the dressing table. He sees the glowing mounds of her posterior, and can not resist caressing the smooth flesh of her soft buttocks. Her lusty eagerness overwhelms her and she grips her own butt cheeks, spreading them wide to fully expose the puckered portal of her secret entrance. His cock head slides down the valley of her butt, making a wet and slippery trail through her crease, then rests at the cleft of her waiting gate. His drooling precum wets her and lubricates the tiny hole to ready it for his assault.
“Yes!” She cries out in passion. “Yes! That is the door to my secret tunnel! Take the back path my Knight. Take it and fill me with the full joy of your love! I want this. I want you so badly! Thrust hard my love and skewer me like a suckling piglet on a spit.”
The young knight presses his sword to her hole then thrusts his hips forward. She pulls harder on her buttocks to assist and the tiny hole stretches slightly, then finally yields to the onslaught of his ram. His shaft slides deep into the dark tunnel of her backdoor and she moans in tortured lust at the intrusion into her hidden path. But, she can not help but feel the joy of their joining as her body accepts the spear of his love deep inside her loins. He withdraws slightly, and makes a second assault, stretching the opening and driving through the tight tunnel, finally gaining the full depth of her forbidden hole. He feels the flexing grip of her snug hole, stroking, milking his rampant member and he knows her joy is at hand! He grinds his hips against her bottom, loving the softness of her tender cheeks. Then he retreats and drives into her again, and again! Ramming deep and pounding against the soft cushions of her butt, he thrusts his flesh sword in and out of her tight tunnel of lust, fucking his willing wench with every bit of his strength.
“Oh! Yesssssss! Yes, my Knight! Take the forbidden path my love! Take me! Fuck me! Rape my asshole. Pillage my back passage. Plunder my booty! I am yours, my darling, take me and use me for your pleasure. Fuck your horny wench and fill her willing asshole to overflowing with your love juice!”
He grunts, she gasps, they moan with lusty abandon as he pummels her posterior, stroking his shaft in and out of her gripping back hole. She moves with him as he rides her like a fast horse at a full gallop, driving to a destination they are both longing for. She feels his fleshy sword stab deeper, and it breaks the bonds of her dam. She quakes beneath him, and the joy floods her mind as her juices gush from her body to run in rivers down her shaking legs. Her mind spins as in a maelstrom as her first orgasm crashes against the walls of her crumbling citadel. She is tossed in the storm and cares not that it sweeps her away.
He feels her body quiver like a bow after the arrow has been loosed, and her inner grip holds his shaft tighter than ever! He thrusts hard one last time, and feels his cock swell with the seed of his loins. One last squeeze from her asshole, and his dam is broken! His pent-up juices blast from his shaft to flood the very bowels of her tunnel! His body shakes and jerks as his soul is shot deep into her sucking butt. She seems to draw the very life from him as he twitches and sprays his steaming cum deep into her forbidden hole, filling her until the juices squirt out past his rod to run down her white thighs.
Finally, when both are spent and drained, he collapses onto her back, panting in her ear as he recovers from the battle. His arms envelop her tenderly and he gently molds his body to hers. They lie there for an unknowable time, basking in the afterglow of their satisfaction, their bodies twitching randomly from the aftershocks of their mutual climax..
“Thank you, my sweet darling, my naughty wench, my only love. Thank you for the pleasure you give to me. Are you hurt? I fear that I have taken you forcefully in the path not so intended and may have done you harm. I had no desire to bring you hurt or pain, but I could not resist your pleading, or my own desires for the pleasures of your body. I will be ashamed if this has damaged you.”
“It is nothing.” She sighs. “Anything that I can do for you, or give to you, is worth it for the joy you bring to me. I would happily let you tear me apart, if these are the feeling that it would bring.” She sighs again, and wiggles her bottom against his to signal that she is well. “‘Tis true that my secret passage is tender and I may find sitting tomorrow to be a bit dicey, but no worse than after the spankings that father used to dish out for my disobedience! And the remembrance of this joy will bring a smile with every twinge I feel!”
Slowly, reluctantly, the knight withdraws his sword from her passage, and sees the stretched and ravaged wound of her no longer ‘secret’ tunnel! Oh, the damage he fears he’s done! But even as he watches her, his own cum oozing from her dilated passage, her body twitches and the gate slowly closes, sealing in the remainder of his love offering. He bends to gently kiss each of her cheeks, then helps her to stand so that he may hug her again. They kiss tenderly, then she takes her tattered chemise and wipes the juices of their mutual spendings from his wilted cock. He pulls on his clothing, his eyes never leaving her naked form, and then, with one last kiss, he departs. She waves as he vaults from the window, then she hears his horse as it gallops into the distance. She wonders if loosing her true maidenhead will be anything like this night of joy. Ah, she will just have to wait and see! She falls to the bed, and barely gets the covers pulled up before blissful sleep, and dreams of joy, overtake her.