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Archive name: lilhouse.txt (MF, 1st, rom)
Authors name: Twoshoes (Address Unknown)
Story Title : Little House on the Prairie

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Little House on the Prairie
by Twoshoes (Address Unknown)

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Laura finished straining Fawn's new milk and set the pan 
aside. It was only five o'clock, but the day had been so 
full that she felt somewhat tired. There was the hurried 
preparation for the drive to Reverend Brown's, and then 
the celebration meal at home. 

Finally, Ma and the girls had helped her pack up all of 
her things to take to the new little house that Manly 
had built for her. After doing the chores and putting 
everything in its proper place, Laura felt estranged. 

She wiped her damp palms on her calico work-apron and 
recalled the night before. Ma had taken her aside to 
explain to her about married life. Her "marital duties", 
Ma explained, were an unpleasant but necessary 
obligation that she must fulfill without question.

Laura was so lost in thought that the bottom dropped out 
of her stomach when Manly came up behind her. "Oh, 
Manly!" she gasped in surprise.

He felt her tiny waist in his hands and he gave her a 
little squeeze. Laura was so nervous that her corsets 
felt far too tight. In the August heat they nearly 
suffocated her.

"I've got threshing to do tomorrow at the Webbs'," Manly 
said quietly, "so I think it best that we get to bed 
early tonight." 

Laura quailed at what lay ahead. Ma mentioned that it 
would hurt terribly but there was no help for it, that 
was how babies were made. Laura's tongue was so dry in 
her mouth that she could hardly speak, but somehow she 
choked out, "Do we have to?"

Instead of answering, he led her by the hand to the back 
bedroom. There stood the wide bed, all fresh and crisp 
with its plump goosedown pillows and the Dove-in-the-
Window quilt she had made as a girl, spread upon it. Her 
bed had always meant sleep to Laura before, but tonight 
she knew it would mean something terribly different, and 
tomorrow she would have to wash the bloodstains from the 
snow-white sheets. She longed to run to the linen closet 
and at least put a towel down, but Manly would know why 
she did that, and it would just be too embarrassing. She 
would rather do the extra work.

"It's strange to be going to bed while it's still light 
out," she offered, not quite knowing what to do.

"I expect we'll be going to bed later on, most days." 
Manly sat carefully on the bed and removed his boots. 
They made a thump, thump sound as they hit the floor.

"You're not getting undressed in front of me, are you?" 
Laura was shocked. Manly stopped what he was doing.

"Of course I am, Laura. We're married now, we're husband 
and wife."

As his shirt came off she saw the hard-muscled chest and 
arms. They were tanned and had little golden hairs on 
them. Laura wanted to touch him, to feel the smoothness 
of his skin under her fingertips. The boldness of her 
thoughts embarrassed her. She blushed and turned her 
back.

Laura unbuttoned the front of her dress and stepped out 
of it. She let the silky thickness of her long brown 
hair slide past her shoulders, grateful for the screen 
it provided.

Manly watched as she undid her corset and quickly 
reached for her bleached muslin nightgown. She slipped 
it over her head and only then did she remove her shoes, 
drawers and petticoats.

Manly didn't bother putting on his nightshirt. He loved 
Laura, ever since he had seen her as a girl of thirteen. 
She and Carrie were lost among the tall grasses of Big 
Slough and just happened upon him and Royal, mowing hay. 
He knew right then when he saw her blue-eyed merriness 
that he wanted her for his wife. That was five years 
ago, thought Manly, and she sure doesn't look merry now.

Laura could feel his gaze at her back. She could hardly 
bear the strain of it all. She dreaded getting into that 
bed but she knew she must. Quick as a flash she was 
there beside him. And then Laura saw that Manly was 
completely bare as she lifted the quilt to get in. A 
lump came to her throat when she saw how big he was. "I 
don't want to do this!" she blurted.

Concerned, Manly asked, "But why, Laura? Don't you love 
me?"

"Of course I do, but I don't want you to hurt me and Ma 
says there's no other way!" She was almost in tears as 
she sat limply down on the bed.

"Laura, I promise that I will do my best not to hurt 
you." Manly was very earnest. "And if I am doing 
something you don't like, I will stop if you ask me." He 
took her small hands in his, and she relaxed a little.

At Manly's request she took off her nightgown. They 
snuggled down together, and to Laura it was strange to 
feel his bare skin against her own. Deep inside she felt 
a wobbly little tingle.

As for Manly, the feel of her against him inflamed his 
desire more than he ever knew possible. He touched her 
glossy hair and buried his face in the smoothness of it. 
He gave tender little kisses to her white neck. Laura 
was so small, so delicate and perfect, that he was 
afraid he'd break her. 

Manly's large, strong hands gently stroked her, as he 
would a cat. A sound, like a purr, came from deep inside 
her throat. He stopped, surprised.

"I don't know where that came from," she made apology.

"I don't mind, Laura--whatever you do is fine with me." 

Strangely the sound had increased his need for her. The 
sounds increased as Manly continued to knead and stroke 
her beautiful body. Laura moaned and gasped, she writhed 
under his touch. She felt a warm dampness between her 
legs as his lips met her nipple. She dared a kiss to his 
salty neck, and then opened her mouth to tease him with 
her tongue.

"Oh, God!" Laura's tender advances made Manly ache with 
hunger. He took her hand and placed it for her on his 
hard erection. At first she pulled back and then, 
intrigued, she tightened her grasp.

The smoothness of his sex surprised and delighted Laura. 
The way Ma had described it she expected it to be rough 
and sharp. A clear drop of liquid rose to the top and 
perched on the tip. Without thinking, she tasted it. It 
was salty. Manly groaned a deep groan and then gasped as 
she sucked on the head. My God! Where had she learned to 
do that?

Laura was really only satisfying her own forbidden 
yearnings. They had begun just three years before when 
Manly first gave her a ride to school in his new buggy. 
She didn't know that he'd had his eye on her for some 
time, but his friendly manner and rugged good looks had 
opened a place in her heart that she had not known was 
there.

The wetness between Laura's legs continued to grow as 
Manly firmly stroked and massaged all of her backside. 
He snaked his hand between her legs and gently rubbed 
her there. The force of her reaction both startled and 
aroused him even more. Manly could smell her clean 
perspiration and something more that drove him wild.

He licked and pawed her breasts, thighs, and navel. Then 
he smelled her fragrance most strongly. It came from 
between her legs. Irresistibly Manly was drawn closer. 
Suddenly he was licking the soft folds of her sex and 
tasting of her erotic flavor. The incredible tightness 
in his groin was almost more than he could stand.

Laura lost herself in the smooth, buttery feeling that 
came from down there and spread all throughout her body. 
Strangely, the bottoms of her feet felt hot and her face 
was flushed. Her erect nipples were like roses on the 
white of her breasts. Manly reached up to caress one and 
rapidly lapped back and forth with his tongue.

"Oh, Manly! What are you doing to me?" Laura wanted to 
laugh and cry and sob with pleasure all at once.

Manly knew he could hold himself back no longer. "Laura, 
I'm coming inside of you now, okay?" His breath was 
rapid and he could hear his heart pounding in his ears. 
Laura spread her legs wider, feeling a squirmy ache 
within her that longed to be satisfied.

Manly guided his swollen cock-head into her untried sex. 
With one hand he held himself up, fearful of putting too 
much weight on her, and with the other he stroked and 
massaged the button at the top of her silky petals.

He went in carefully, inch-by-inch, knowing he must do 
it right, for Laura's first time. She gasped and writhed 
beneath him. Droplets of sweat delicately beaded her 
forehead. He felt how close and hot she was, and he 
almost lost control of himself. Manly saw some blood but 
Laura made no mention of pain.

She felt a small amount of discomfort but it almost went 
unnoticed as she was carried away by wave after wave of 
ecstatic pleasure. She clenched every muscle and cried 
out when the orgasm hit her.

Manly thrust firmly and deliberately, barely holding on, 
but her obvious climax so inflamed him that he came just 
as hers was winding down. The fiery joy that washed over 
him was beyond anything he had expected. His cries 
joined Laura's own and then he collapsed on top her, 
drained, panting for breath.

They lay there in a tangle of arms, legs, and twisted 
sheets. Only their heavy breathing and the night bird's 
song were heard. They had filled each other with a kind 
of love that was so rare, so new, that to speak would 
seem to burst its delicate shell.

The sun set just beyond the little house on the hill. 
Laura and Manly sank into sleep right along with it, 
knowing that the morrow was a new day for love.

END

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