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Knightly Duties
by Realoldbill (no address provided)

***

A young knight saves a young beauty from a foul fate 
and earns his ripe reward. (MF-teens, f-voy, v, rom)

***

"Father," I said, holding my temper in check, "I 
really can't believe you are going to let that foul 
pervert marry the girl."

"Can't be helped, son, they are in his debt and her 
father is, unfortunately a sot and completely 
worthless."

"But she's so lovely, so, so, well arousing is the 
word, and she's only what, sixteen?"

He nodded, "Perhaps less. Her mother is distraught but 
it is what the man demands, and he's within his rights 
under our law, an eye for an eye you know. In fact, he 
can just take her without the marriage."

"I must try to stop it."

He smiled. "Of course, your duty, no thought of 
payment I'm sure."

I smiled and felt my cock tremble. The girl's mother 
was luscious and available; right on the brink of 
becoming someone's courtesan while her worthless 
husband dallied and drank himself to the grave. I 
intended to help him along, claim the mother for my 
entourage and, of course, become the girl's doting 
step-father or something close to that, guardian 
perhaps, lover of course. Her ripe and dripping cherry 
was my ultimate goal.

But I would have to deal with Duke Philip's degenerate 
son as well as her doddering father. My blade was 
sharp. My cock was hard. I smiled.

I went back to my room roused my bed-warmer and 
enjoyed her at the side of the high bed, horsing her 
standing, bouncing her on my hard rod until she 
collapsed blubbering and was barely able to rise to 
her knees to suck me clean and lick my throbbing 
balls. Her tenure was about accomplished, and I'd soon 
have to seek another and let my friends have her for 
their pleasure and relief. Few bed-girls lasted more 
than a month or two. The supply, fortunately, was 
practically inexhaustible.

I dressed carefully and rolled my thick and well-
satisfied manhood into a decorated codpiece, strapped 
on my everyday sword, tucked a tiny pistol into the 
back of my waist and a dirk into my boot and then 
headed out to make love and do mischief. I had killed 
before, justly of course, except for that fool Leslie 
who caught me with his sister, that was unfortunate. I 
can still see his face when I pulled my thick shaft 
out of the young girl's bulging cunny. He died 
pleading and I plowed her atop his warm body.

Love first, I decided, and made for the widow-to-be's 
fine home. I found her in the garden, wrapped her in 
my arms, turned her about and kissed her firmly, 
grinding our bellies together as her astonished girl-
child watched, mouth open and eyes wide, and I worked 
on the lady's corset laces. 

"Good to see you, m'lady," I said when I released her 
and patted her fine ass. "I'm told that there are foul 
plans for your beautiful child. I hope that is not 
true."

She got her breath, pulled her frilly blouse back up 
over her high breasts and smiled at me. She had 
adorable nipples, big as my thumb when they were 
excited.
 
"It's true, I fear, she sighed. We are deeply in debt 
and the duke demands payment. Her virginity is his 
price."

"Has your husband's family no means?"

She shook her head and held my arm to her body, my 
hand petting her soft mound. "And my child is ignorant 
of men, poor thing. Look at her. Untouched, 
unsullied." She writhed in my grasp. The girl licked 
her lips and stared.

"Pity, madam, she can't go to her marriage bed 
completely unaware of what is expected of her." 
Looking at her was arousing. I hugged her mother whose 
hand was on my groin, measuring I assumed. We knew 
each other reasonably well, and I had horsed her 
several times recently. She stroked. I smiled.

The woman looked up at me and nodded, kneading my 
knob-headed shaft.

"Shall we show her?" I asked as blandly as I could, 
feeling the blood flowing.

Now would be a good time, she answered, taking my 
hand. "Come, Louisa, we have some important lessons 
for you."

"Oh good!" the girl cried. "Wonderful! I've being 
dying to see what's in his bulging front."

At the top of the long curving staircase we met the 
girl's father, just arising I suspect. He smelled of 
drink and his eyes seemed unfocused. I saw the 
opportunity, told the woman to take the girl to her 
room and for both of them to get undressed and then 
accosted the man at the top of the stairs, called him 
several names, tripped him and shoved. He tumbled down 
turning over twice and landed with his head cocked to 
the side, neck broken, eyes glassy, quite dead with 
one foot twitching. I went down and called the 
servants and had the corpse dragged out to the back 
porch. I told them to dig a grave.

"You are widowed," I told the handsome woman when I 
found her in dishabille. She jumped into my arms and 
rained kisses on me, sighing, "Thank you, thank you." 
Her child joined in the kissing, and I explored her 
ass crack. She wiggled and giggled.

She helped strip her mother's chemise from her lush 
body, and I kissed her soft body here and there as her 
naked child watched, one hand across her fine little 
breasts and the other between her long legs where her 
nest of golden curls lay waiting. Waiting for me the 
plunder.

I stripped my shirt quickly, unleashed my proud 
phallus and bounced it in my hand, displaying it for 
the girl who stared as it rose, her mouth hanging 
open. I was tempted to take her first but demurred as 
her mother purred beside me, hot and eager. I held her 
and kissed her, palming her rounded butt as she 
reclined, smiled and spread her legs, titling up her 
wide pelvis. The girl got up beside her, licking her 
lips and looking nervous, eager to learn and then, I 
hoped, to practice her lessons. My blunt-headed ram 
dripped, eager for fresh meat.

"It's so big, my goodness," the child purred.

I stroked her mother's slit with my rigid member once 
I got my pants and boots off, and then set the sloping 
and hard-ridged head into her fluttering lips. I 
pulled the girl a bit closer, my hand on her firm 
buttocks, and said, "You see, her nether lips are 
tight but fluttering, but they are flexible and 
stretch easily. Yours may be very tight at first, but 
do not worry, my shaft will serve you; its spear head 
will part them and pleasure them." She looked at me 
and smiled. I wondered if she were completely ignorant 
of men. Her eyes sparkled and she was breathing 
rapidly.

Her mother sobbed and writhed as I played at her slick 
valley's entryway, exciting every little bunch of 
nerves I could find. The girl's tiny, pink nipples 
hardened, and I could hear her breathing beside me. I 
tensed, ready to impale and smiled at the beautiful 
child beside me. "Now watch, I said, your turn will 
soon come."

Suddenly there was a commotion in the hall. I withdrew 
from the anxious woman, kissed her daughter gently and 
grabbed my sword.

It was, just as I had hoped, the foul suitor and his 
even more disreputable father. They had discovered the 
body and were now hurrying up to their deaths. I stood 
there, my cock jutting out proudly, dripping with 
anticipation, and waited for them as they both drew 
their blades. My thick cock actually rose.

The son hung back and I met the father at the top of 
the steps, parried his wild swing, flicked open his 
nose and then slashed him across the throat. He fell 
back spurting blood and his son stared at him 
horrified as he tumbled down. By the time he 
recovered, I had thrust through his body three times. 
His blade fell and he twisted down after his father, 
pulsing out gore, looking surprised.

Without a scratch, I returned to the lady's bedroom, 
my petard standing up eagerly, slick with lubricant, 
told her the good news, and quickly remounted. "Oh 
daughter," she gasped, "we are saved." Then she closed 
her eyes and bent her back.

The lovely girl sat on her haunches and watched 
intently as I eased my thick manhood into her over-
heated mother, inch by inch until it was in to the 
swollen ballsack. I looked up and smiled at the 
beauty. 

"My lady?" I asked with a grin. Will you and your 
lovely girl...? I did not get to finish before she 
shook her head and gasped, "One thing at a time. To 
work, sir, to work!"

I began slowly with half-foot strokes until we both we 
thoroughly aroused and well lubricated, and then I 
started pounding, smacking us loudly together as she 
wrapped me in her legs and met me thrust for thrust 
until she arched, gasped and screamed. I pumped out my 
pleasure in her and then pulled free my dripping ram 
and let the girl lick it clean.

I buried my hands in her golden curls and pondered how 
to start on her lush young body. From the back, I 
decided, to enjoy her fine, round ass and crush her 
lovely little breasts.

END

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