I had read by my touch that she was excited and on the edge regardless of her discomfort. I had met her much older husband; an arranged marriage by her father. He had done his duty but I perceived loneliness and coldness deep within her. I moved my captain’s chair to an open spot and held my hands out. Susanna hesitated then reached out. I sat her on my lap facing me and fluffed her heavy skirt so her thin underthings lay across my thighs. She trembled when she gripped me with her warm thighs.
I reached for the buttons of her bodice and she covered herself. I waited and blushing deep red she lowered her hands to her lap. One by one I opened her buttons until her undershift was exposed. There were slits in the fabric that allowed her breasts and nipples to be accessed. I pulled her forward by my hands upon her arse and centered her womaness upon the bulge made by my firming strength.
I cupped one warm breast and pulled her forward until my lips captured her nipple. That nub firmed and grew forward. I sucked quickly before she could protest and her warm sweet milk flowed across my tongue. Susanna moaned as I sucked strongly as her milk flowed until she let out a long breath of relief. I bit the mother’s warm breast flesh and let my tongue flick the hardened extended nipple. Her hands came up and cupping her other breast brought the other nipple to my lips.
As perhaps she does with her babe she moved her firm nipple across my lips until milk leaked out. Susanna moaned when I captured that nipple and some of her aureole and sucked strongly. I took my time with that breast breaking contact to lick and nip her warm pliant breast flesh. She hissed when my teeth pulled on her dripping teat then gripped my hair and pulled my face against her warm flesh. I sucked her milk until that second soft mother’s breast was empty.
I stayed on her breasts now like a lover caressing them and squeezing them listening to her moan as pleasure started within her. I could sense her resolve and chastity waning. I pulled her hair down her back exposing her neck. I bit that flesh making her tremble on my lap. I lifted her slightly and she stayed as I slipped a hand under her skirt and unbuttoned and released my hard, long thick cock.
I lowered her until the joining of her thighs captured my strength. She let out a tiny eek and rose up but letting out a long breath lowered the joining of her thighs back onto my bulge. My both hands now under her skirt I held her shift covered arse and moved her modesty across the thickness of my strength. I took a breast back within my lips, licking and biting listening to her moan. It was not long before a felt a moistness riding the length of my strength.
I held her by her arse cheeks as I stood and carried her to my table. I held her skirt up her back like closing an umbrella as I lowered her to the table top. Her eyes were closed tightly as if she was unable to fight off the ruffian. To let her live the fantasy of being taken against her will I pulled my knife and ran the flat edge down her cheek and across her neck. Susanna moaned and sobbed as the blade ran across her heaving breasts and flicked her hard nipples.
I pushed her undershift up her thighs until her womanhood was exposed to me in the lantern light. This young mother was leaking her moistness and her scent was filling the cabin air. I drove the knife through her shift and skirt pinning them to the strong oak table. She would remember being taken as she sowed the rip. She shrieked from fright and trembled as she knew I was to force myself upon her. My chair legs scrapped on the wide oak planks of the floor and she covered her mouth to hold back a scream.
My rough beard ran up the soft flesh of her young inner thighs and she trembled as more of her moistness wet the table top. She grabbed the hem of her rough skirt and pushed it into her mouth as my lips and tongue made contact with her modesty. My thick tongue found the divide of her nether lips and I lapped the sweetness of her dripping honey. Before she could protect herself from the sinfulness I took her knot between my lips and sucked hard as if on a teat.
Susanna must have been on the edge of being swept away because her thighs crushed the side of my head and trembled. I sucked and licked her pleasure knot known to me but unknown to most chaste women. She pushed upwards to feel stronger pleasure. A muffled scream preceded a flow of sweet female moistness which I drank willingly. I did not release her from perhaps her first pleasure as her knot swelled between my lips and she screamed into her gag once again.
I pushed on her thighs raising her arse off the table and licked her dark star. She groaned when my tongue pushed against those naughty circular lips and entered the opening of her dark cave. Having delivered a baby my two fingers slid easily between her wet nether lips and entered her sacred place. A sprits of moistness wet my palm as my fingers went to their full length in her female sleeve. My thumb found her circular back lips to be wet and I pushed past her defenses and entered her darkness.
I long scream was muffled by her rough skirt and her two places of new pleasure gripped my fingers. I moved those digits rapidly within her heat and another scream led to a flow of hot thick honey. Susanna’s thighs gripped and thrashed against my face as she was overwhelmed in sinful pleasure. Her naked breasts were beet red as they rose and fell upon her chest as she fought for her breath her nipples rock hard dripping milk.
I gave her a few more intimate kisses then stood and lay my thick cock between her wet lower lips. I rode my shaft between her woman’s lips; my crown tapping her knot causing her to hiss and tremble. I held her ankles upon my shoulders and brought my fat crown to the entrance of her modesty. Susanna groaned into her wet skirt edge as the tip of my lance pushed against the opening of her wet hot cave.
“Oh Captain, what have you done to me? What strange pleasures have you wrought upon me? Will you force yourself into my modesty where prior only my husband has been? Oh sinfulness! I can feel you pushing your strength into me stretching me open as once a child exited. Is there no end to the length of your strength? Oh you fill me up so. Stop, stop your assault! I feel you have filled me to the very end. Oh heavens save me from your sinful act,” Susanna groaned but she pushed upwards to take all of my long thick length until my heavy man sack hung against her arse.
I let my strength marinate inside the tight cave of the seduced young mother. I could grantee her husband was not as large as my shaft pushed open her hot inner flesh to make room. Susanna moaned when I pulled back to my crown and groaned when my shaft filled her hot grotto to her depths. Unknown to her she raised her arse off the table as my shaft went deep. She groaned each time but held me tight inside her. My speed increased as did her moaning into her skirt edge.
I have learned that a woman’s petal yearns to be stroked along the opening edges. There in lays the pleasure until it joins to the knot at the top of her hair covered cleft. I can hold my release for as long as needed giving pleasure to my conquests before taking my own. My shaft was moving quickly as our bodies danced together on the waves. Her cave collapsed upon my shaft and she screamed shoving her skirt deeper into her mouth.