Mistress Agnes Ch. 09

Determined to do this, and feeling her pussy burn even hotter, she merely stripped his underwear down as well, careful to not get it stuck on the large member.

'Can I touch it?' she asked Dick, who looked at her with surprise.

'I'm sorry, I forgot you have never done this before. You can touch it, only the head can hurt me, so be careful with it.

But Maria, I haven't been with the mistress in weeks, and though Dennis advised me to relieve myself if I got too tense, I can easily lose it if you excite me too much, and they told me to be really careful with a virgin.

So will you please let me be in control this first time? I'm afraid you'll hate me if I hurt you.

You can take hold of it and stroke it, but better not pull on it or lick it, and certainly not take it in your mouth. That is so good I'd certainly lose it.'

By now, Maria was very curious what Dick meant by losing it, but she had heard the same stories of the first time hurting, and those guys were not hung like a horse, she was certain. She never understood the meaning of that term until now, she'd seen the member of a male horse, of course, she lived in a village, and to be honest, a horse was even larger, but she never thought a man could have a dick this size.

When he talked about taking it in her mouth, she wanted to do that, but she wanted to enjoy this first time, too, and he was the one with the experience and the reputation, be it in very select company.

So she agreed to let him call the shots, and promptly touched his dick, stroked it, feeling its hardness beneath the soft skin, and the glossy smooth head. He breathed in sharply as she did that, and for a moment, he looked fierce, not at all like the friendly giant she had come to like so much in the last few weeks.

But Maria was not easily scared, and she let go of his dick to stroke his balls, very gently for she knew they were sensitive. Then she stroked the rest of him, until the fierce look had left his eyes, though she would not forget it, she suddenly knew what he meant by losing it, and she wanted him to do that, but not yet, when they were married and living in a house of their own.

Meanwhile, Dick was not sitting still, his hands stroked her rounded buttocks and her curving back reverently, and he kissed her breasts, then took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it.

A sudden moan escaped her lips, and now he finally seemed convinced she was serious about this, and as heated as himself.

Finding a patch of soft grass, he picked her up and laid her on it, softly, he was so incredibly strong she shivered in admiration and anticipation.

Then he kneeled before her, gently removed her underwear, and spread her legs, moving to sit between them, still on his knees.

And when he took hold of the spongy flesh of her pussy, and pulled it open with a resolute movement, just the touch was enough to make her shudder and moan, but he didn't leave it at that. He bent over her, made himself comfortable leaning on her legs, and the world exploded.

He was licking something down there, and it was the best feeling she had ever had.

His hands on her pussy, and his tongue inside it, she didn't know what was happening to her, everything started spinning, and she had to pant to get enough air.

He became positively greedy now, sucking until a cry of ardour escaped her, then licking again, until her lust rose so high it was almost painful. Then suddenly, a weird release washed over her, and she cried out again, the thing that Dick was licking giving her little shocks, the feeling of ecstasy ebbing slowly, leaving a haze of satisfaction behind, but increasing the burning feeling within her pussy.

And Dick was not done, he looked up at her and smiled, asking, 'How was that? Did I do well?'

She gasped, 'That was incredible, Dick, how did you do that? I've never felt anything like it! But it still burns, Dick, what is it?'

'Don't worry, Maria, I'm not done. The burn will be satisfied.'

And he bent over her again, back to licking and sucking, but he let go of one of her pussy-parts. Soon she could feel what the hand was doing, one large finger was exploring her opening gently, he probed it, then stopped licking for a second to suck on his finger.

'It is very narrow, Maria, I know now what they meant with virgins being hurt easily.'

But nevertheless he continued both licking and probing, and Maria took hold of her own labia and pulled them open as he had done before. He was able to reach a deeper layer now, and together with that blissful feeling, he carefully inserted his finger in that burning opening.

She couldn't stop that cry, it had escaped from her lips before she really noticed. This was so hot, and so good, he moved it up and down, and touched a spot inside her that made her lust explode again, she gasped and moaned until she felt one of those releases, a high she realized, washing over her again.

Then he moved up to cover her with his large body, he smelled very manly and nice, and he looked at her in adulation, as he probed her pussy again, then dribbled a little spittle on his hand and moved it down there. Apologetically he said, 'I hope this will help.'

Immediately afterwards she realized what he had done with his spittle, for she felt something huge slide into her, filling her up totally, and making her squeal in surprise and delight.

He was still afraid to hurt her, but she panted, 'That wasn't pain, but delight, it's blissful, go on!'

And he did, pushing his huge dick into her opening until it wouldn't go any further.

'It won't fit.'

And was ready to give up.

But Maria wouldn't have it, this was good, and that dick needed to go deeper, and harder, the burn was increasing now, it was almost unbearable, and only a good solid plunge could cure that.

So she used her legs to give him a little shove to his butt, pulling him in, pushing his dick deeper into her, until it was totally gone, and his stomach was touching her pussy, setting it afire from the outside as well.

Her push had given him ecstasy as well, he was totally out of it, he groaned and looked as if he was in pain.

'What is wrong, Dick? Are you in pain?'

It took a while for him to register her worried question, but then he smiled heartbreakingly sweet, and he gasped, 'No my love, this is so good I'm having trouble controlling myself. I'm on the verge of totally losing it, and I don't want to hurt you.

Just a moment, and I'll have myself under control once again, I'm not going to have you ravaged and in pain when we visit your parents. Or ever.'

After a few burning seconds, his face relaxed, and he started moving in and out a little, and Maria just lost it. Her ardour totally took over, and she wanted him to plunge in faster, and harder, and said so, 'Do it, Dick, give it to me, harder. I don't care of you lose it, I want it. There is no pain, just ecstasy. Go!'

And he looked at her to see if she meant it, then speeded up a little, both of them totally overcome with heat, and a little more, until he was pumping away with a relish, and she was opening herself to him even more, to give him more of herself.

Maria was totally overcome by heat, she squealed and rutted, and egged him on to go faster, which he did, and she shuddered in release, waves of delight ebbing, then rising once more with his continuing thrusts.

She had one more of those climaxes, and as she lay relishing the last one ebbing with his pumping already building up her heat again, he groaned, then pulled back faster than lighting, tugging his dick frantically, spilling his seed in the bush next to them.

She looked at him in wonder, and he told her, 'Bulls and heifers, stallions and mares, doing this makes babies, Maria, and we cannot make one before we're married. People would shame you, and that would be terrible.'

Then he crashed next to her in the grass, and she took him in her arms and kissed him intimately.

'Thank you Dick for giving me this. It was wonderful, you are wonderful, I know you didn't want to do it, but I am very glad you did it to please me.

My friends told me it wasn't any good, just a lot of sweating and grunting, but I knew you'd do better than that. I can't wait until we're married, we can do this every evening and every morning, and if it makes us a baby, I'll be glad to have it.

I truly love you Dick, though you may not believe it and think I'm marrying you just to have a husband and a home of my own. I know people call you a dimwit, but you're not. You're smart enough, one just has to take a little time for you to think things through. Quick decisions aren't always the best.'

Dick felt really weird all of a sudden, his throat closed and his eyes burned, he wasn't going to cry, was he? He was happy! Maria told him she truly loved him, and he truly loved her. That was no reason to cry!

He'd decided to indulge her wish to make love already quickly enough, and he told her so, his voice affected by his happiness to have his dream come true.

'You are so sweet, Dick. Was that the first time you ever shed a tear?'

'I cried when my father whipped me, and when I was so angry I lost it. But it felt bad, and this feels good.'

'Oh my love, that's because these are tears of joy! We're going to be very happy Dick, and I'm so glad you decided quickly to fuck me here. Can we do it again before we get married?'

'We can, Maria, if you let me spill my seed. I don't want you to be shamed.

I know a place I'd like to do this, a big haystack in a field behind the mistress' stable.'

In a few days, nearly everyone will be going to London for a few weeks, and we can please each other as much as we like, there will be no-one home except Cook and Charles, and they never go to the fields. Well, John, but he wouldn't talk.'

'So we could do it in the mistress' bed as well?'

'I wouldn't dare do that, but I do have a little room with a large bed we could use, and a bath.'

Slowly, they stroked each other a little more, Dick almost falling asleep, but Maria waking him up.

'We need to get dressed, Dick, my parents will be waiting. You need to wash your face before we go in, you smell of my pussy.'

And they did indeed dress and walk on, Dick feeling much more secure in his role as suitor, and at the first moor they passed, he dunked his hands in the spongy moss, and cupped a handful of clean water, with which he cleaned his face and hands.

Maria followed his example and cleaned her hands, then untied and redid her hair, for it had been mussed up more than a little.