William and Maggie: A Medieval Love Story, Episode 1
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Posted:Jun 18, 2012 8:50 pm
Last Updated:May 14, 2024 6:15 pm
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It was a fine summer a few years after the Plague had done severe damage to Europe's population. When people finally believed the was truly clean to breathe, and when they believed they would survive, life became an adventure again. The fear that had gripped everyone fell in a wave of exuberance. Calmus, Lord of Cotswoldshire re-engaged in commerce and traveled frequently to France, Italy, and Spain, seeking fine linens for his clothesmaking shops throughout England. It was rumored that Calmus was wealthier than the Crown. His trips held another, more lighthearted purpose. On every journey, Calmus searched patiently, determined to find the present his exceptionally beautiful , Maggie, would adore and appreciate but appear bored and indifferent. It had become a game with the father and . Maggie did not have the nature that self-centeredness demanded. She possessed a caring, kind nature and this endeared her all the more to her father.
Lady Gwyneth, Maggie's mother was not amused. If Calmus brought Maggie a diamond broach back from one of his trips, he brought his wife a silk handkerchief. It was a case of jealousy and Gwyneth had a plan. When her husband returned from his most recent trip, she would set her plan in motion. In the meantime she would continue to disguise her true feelings and intentions.
"Maggie, my beloved ," Gwyneth said with a mouthful of bad breath, "your 20th birthday is coming at the end of the month. What do you desire?"
Mother, dear, i would like a tall slender hunk with an 11" cock!, Maggie thought to herself and smiled. "It's so kind of you to ask. Let me go for my morning ride and think about it."
"Splendid, !" Lady Gwyneth ran an angular finger over her upper lip where a fine dark moustache had taken up residence since birth, it seemed. "Your father and I have a most blessed gift for you. The surprise will shake you fragile and young foundation!"
Maggie left the gigantic half timber manor house and walked in the direction of the stable noting the warmth for so early in the morning. She wonder what could possibly shake her foundation, then let the thought pass.
Young William Stafford, coachman and stable attendant lay in a state of half sleep/half wakefulness. The morning sunlight began to stream in from the window above his handsome head. There were several "features" about sleeping William. He was handsome, but not that handsome. However, he was the target, the dream to be caught by all the young women near and not so far away. Part of the attraction could be explained by William's wildly curly, jet-black hair, an uncommon thing among Englishmen. Probably the thing that separated our young hero from most was his long, thick and dark complected pecker. Actually, William endowment was legendary. Some girls spied William one day drying himself off after a wash and swim in a secluded place on the River Janus. The girls looked on spellbound and finding themselves dreaming being poked, soothed, and sent into regions of earth-shaking orgasms. From then, the story grew and grew as did William's cock. But perhaps the characteristic that made maidens sweat and blush were his slightly crossed eyes and a smile that was mildly confused.
William was not in bed alone. His beloved hunting hound, The Majestic Jackass, lay curled at his master's feet, snoozing and farting. Now and then the smell overwhelmed him, not that anyone would notice. Jackass was so cool. His hairy was smoke gray and wirey. Jackass had his own "feature" that set vastly apart from other canines. He had a slightly square jaw and beautiful set of gleaming even human teeth. William gave him the name, Jackass, when his teeth had come in and one day he chewed on one side of his mouth. And he chewed with his mouth closed. It took Jackass half the day to swallow the meat. The ordeal exhausted the poor so, he slept all of the next day.
The other bed partner was Navrain, an angel who had once been human, but for her safety was quickly lifted from earth and her human surroundings. Navrain was the most beautiful angel in her quadrant of the galaxy. The Ancient Mother Angel feared that Navrain was the most beautiful angel in the entire galaxy. This would bring the poor girl only more misery.
William discovered his arm had wrapped itself protectively around Navrain's coal black shoulder. Navrain's skin, William believed, was smoother than the blackest stone that had been sentenced to withstand centuries and centuries of having its shell battered by crashing washing waves. William sent his other hand beneath Navrain's gown to move slowly up from her knee to the soft hair that formed a V above her strong thighs. There William's hand remained, pinching the tender puffed skin around the opening to his favorite cave. He felt Navrain's wetness increase the more he massaged. His two fingers were wet from toying with Navrain's now dripping pussy. When William inserted his finger, Navrain released a low moan and she instinctively spread her legs and began moving her hips. Navrain's eyes were still closed but she placed her hand over the one William was moving into a warm inviting cave where his finger touched a burning, pulsing part of Navrain's deepest and most giving region.
"You came in late," William whispered in his lover's ear.
"You know very well by now, Willie, I can only come to you the moon begins to disappear," Navrain could hardly put the words together, she was so involved in moving William's hand. "You should feel honored and relieved that Ancient mother likes you. Or, is it me she likes? That's it! Me. Oh Willie! Kiss me then put your face down there. Eat me as if I were the only food on the planet!"
"You certainly talk dirty for an angel, Luv."
William sucked steadily on Navrain hardened clit. She moaned and writhed. Occasionaly, William would slid his tongue into Navrain's ass and it acted as a poker, touching her with its heat, demanding that she raise her hips higher into Williams face.
Oh, OH! Willie, Willie! I'm going to cum all over your face!"
"Please do!"
Navrain screamed once. But it was enough to draw Maggie to the window.
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William and Maggie: A Medieval Love Story
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Posted:Jun 18, 2012 4:49 pm
Last Updated:May 14, 2024 6:15 pm
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There will Be NO William and Maggie tonight. I have lost it when nearly completed!! 4 fucking hours wasted. It is this absolutely inept program or system used for blogs. so, i'll try tomorrow. i truly enjoyed writing the first episode, even though when done it will be three versions. know it by hear now?
how's everyone? hope the love the love and sex gods are with you tonight!
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Episode 1 William and Maggie: A Medieval Love Story. Coming Monday afternoon
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Posted:Jun 14, 2012 8:31 pm
Last Updated:Jun 19, 2012 9:16 am
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it would have been posted tonight if some mystical/technical fuckup had not erased everything i had written. so bear with me. tomorrow, i promise you will not be disappointed.
ELLIOT'S REVELATION
It was as if a section past use and out of fuel
fell off, I can see it now, from above in
my spacious new skin, gleaming I am,
see it fall away, a self i knew but
there will be no mourning here.
There were no warnings or hellos-
it just appeared and its presence
sent a wave of manic behavior rushing
through my skull and washed away
memories and common sense.
The shock of being new changed my gait,
release and pain felt left out, I guess
and melted into one, forced that way
in the heat of new and wild passions.
This new being said it would stay
and my fingers trembled as I unbuttoned
this shirt of freedom,
and it fell at your feet.
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