Canto 02 - The Spanish Countess

Maria Teresa Perez Obrador
Had never cheated on her husband before.
The raven-haired countess thought Jack was a boor.
But when he forced her and fucked her, she cried out, “More, more!”

“My husband,” she said, “is a man to admire,
But in bed in his arms, I feel no desire.
He cannot excite me, hard though he tries,
When he asks me, ‘How was it?’, I respond with lies.

“Jack is crude, his manners disgust.
My feelings for him are nothing but lust.
Just the thought of his cock and I perspire,
For when Jack fucks my brains out, I’m hot, I’m on fire!

“The first time he fucked me, his rod felt like steel.
I twisted and wriggled, I writhed like an eel.
My panties ripped off, my skirt round my waist,
‘I’m a married!’ I wailed, ‘I’ve always been chaste!’

“But my thighs gripped his middle, urged him to aggress.
I said ‘No, no, no, sir,’ but my body said, ‘Yes.’
Panting and puffing and covered with sweat,
My tight pussy gripped him, warm and wet.

“Higher I rose and crested the peak,
Dizzy and giddy, I came with a shriek.
In the afterglow my cumming created,
He was still deep inside me, why wasn’t he sated?

“‘You’re still so hard, your big cock still pulses,
Why haven’t you let loose your carnal impulses?'
‘I’ll fuck you,’ he said, ‘till you faint from strain,
And show you how to draw pleasure from pain.’

“His cock like a piston, he was as good as his word.
The time ‘tween orgasms was increasingly blurred.
Just when I was about to pass out,
He spurted inside me, gout after gout.

“He’d laid waste to my prudish defenses,
I just lay beneath him, regaining my senses.
In a voice, oh, so gentle, he called me his whore,
I was sore and exhausted, but I said, ‘Encore!’

"‘You’re my beauty,’ he said, ‘a goddess of love,
With a pussy that sheathes my cock like a glove.
Your firm, rounded breasts crowned by nipples so red,
Will grow fuller and plumper in the months ahead.

"‘For I’ve bred you, my lovely, you’ll bear my child.
With my sperm deep inside you, your marriage defiled.
You’ll hate me and loathe me, I’m rotten to the core,
But you’ll always want me to fuck you some more.’

“I was impregnated, Jack’s instincts were right,
My cuckolded husband was filled with delight.
He’d longed for progeny and thought himself blessed,
To have an heir to the family crest.

“‘I’ll be cautious,’ said my husband, ‘when we’re in bed,
In your delicate condition, there’s so much to dread’.
But pregnancy whipped up my sex appetite.
While my husband scarce touched me; Jack fucked me all night.

“My son was born with black hair and blue eyes,
My husband saw evidence of family ties.
‘An Obrador,’ he said, ‘it’s easy to see’,
But Jack and I knew his true paternity.”

Maria Teresa Perez Obrador
Had never cheated on her husband before.
She was a frigid Doña from Castilian Spain,
Till Jack made her cum again and again.