The Blacksmith, His Wife & Her Lover

The next day was market day, and most of the village was away at the castle, trading for food and other goods they could not produce locally. Anna knew that Adam would be there, leaving Mary home to look after their newborn son, Joseph. She didn't need an excuse to visit her best friend, but she was still a little apprehensive as she made her way to the cottage behind the forge where Adam worked most days, and knocked on the door.

“Anna!” Mary smiled happily when she opened the door, “Come in! Cone in! I was just about to give Joseph his lunch them but him down for the afternoon.”

Anna stepped through the door, nearly breathless at the thought of seeing her best friend nurse her son. Mary's already impressive chest had swollen with milk, stretching the simple dress she wore to the point where it was nearly obscene: her hard nipples stood out clearly though the thin material. They made their way into the small kitchen, and without a second thought Mary undid the bow holding the font of her dress closed and exposed her breasts as she lifted her son from his crib. He cried slightly, but soon his mouth found the waiting nipple, and he started to feed contently.

“I'm not sure who's happier with the way motherhood has affected me.” Mary laughed, “This one, or his farther. I swear, Adam can hardly keep his hands off of me. Probably won't be long before I'm with child again.” She winked slyly, “Not that I'm complaining: I know we are supposed to look upon our matrimonial duties as a chore, but by the saints does it feel good when Adam lays between my legs! You should settle down with a young man of your own, and then you can see what I mean.”

“When I find the one I love, I will.” Anna nodded, doing her best to keep her voice level as she sat mesmerised at the sight of her friends naked breasts.

“Oh, I'm sure you'll find someone.” Mary laughed as her son finished feeding, and with her dress still hanging open, she draped him over her shoulder to burp him. The shaking motions made her chest quiver and sway, but with her eyes closed she could not see the look of utter lust on her friends face.

Anna felt her nipples grow painfully hard against the fabric of her dress, and the folds between her legs became damp. A momentary pang of shame went through her; all her life she had been told that such feelings were the devils work, and that only fallen women, those of lose morals, gave into them. But here she was, feeling like a bitch in heat, fighting hard to resist the temptation to reach between her legs and bring herself to rapture once again.

“There!” May smiled as her son burped, then she lay him down in his crib before finally retying the bow that held the front of her dress closed. But she didn't tie it tightly, and it hung open, exposing much of her chest to Anna. She gestured towards the large seat by the fireplace, “Come, let us sit and talk.

Swallowing hard to maintain her composure, Anna followed her host across seat and sat down. Mary started to talk, but Anna was too distracted by the close proximity of the woman she now realised she loved: despite having given birth recently, Mary had managed to shed the extra weight she had put on, making her milk-filled breasts seem even larger by comparison. She shifted her left slightly, and the fabric of her skirt slid across her thigh, exposing more of her well toned flesh. Tentatively, she moved one arm around Mary's back, as if she was just relaxing in the seat, but it also allowed her to move closer, so she could feel the warmth of the other woman's body against her own.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl as Mary turned her head to the side and stared to say something. But she never got the chance: Anna closed the remaining distance between their bodies and kissed her friend deeply on the lips, her arms moving round to hold the woman she loved tightly. Their bodies pressed up against each other as their tongue lashed against each other. At first somewhat surprised and hesitant, Mary soon relaxed, melting into Anna's arms as she returned the embrace.

“What...” She broke away, breathing deeply, “What are we doing?”

“Letting our feelings guide us.” Anna pulled her own dress up over her head, revealing perfectly formed body beneath, “It’s easy once you start.”

Mary pulled Anna down into a passionate kiss, their bodies pressing against each other. Anna let her tough explore Mary’s mouth, before planting kisses down her jaw, neck and collarbone. She shifted her body down, pulling Mary's dress up and off, then affixed her lips around one hard nipple, sucking as much as she could into her mouth. Mary moaned as Anna’s tongue played across the end of her sensitive nipple, and then sighed as she moved across to the other side, repeating the proses. Moving further down, she planted kisses across Mary’s flat stomach, before reaching her destination. Taking a deep breath, Anna blow across the thin patch of downy hair between her legs, making her new-found lover arch her back, thus opening her legs wider. Anna lowered her head, her tongue licking up Mary’s damp slit, flicking at her hard nub. Mary whimpered, her hands running through Anna’s hair, pushing her closer.

Taking it as read that Mary wanted her to continue, Anna’s tongue probed between the puffed lips, seeking the other woman centre. Moving as close as she could, Anna reached as far into Mary as she could, her nose rubbing against her now fully exposed nub. Mary clasped a hand over her mouth to stop her cries from escaping as her first orgasm rippled through her body. She bucked her hips, pushing his crotch against Anna’s face as hard as she could. The other woman responded by drinking down as much of the other woman’s juices as she could. After giving Mary a moment to catch her breath, Anna pulled her down onto the rug, kissing the other woman passionately; they’re bodies pressing against one another. Mary rolled Anna over onto her back, a hungry look in her eye.

“It’s your turn.” She grinned, “Hope I remember what to do.” Her elfish face disappeared as her mouth found Anna’s painfully erect nipples.

Anna sighed as Mary started to suck and nibble on her breasts, before moving further down, her tough flicking in and out of Anna’s belly-button a few times before she reached the small patch on black hair between her legs. Mary extended her tough as far as she could, and licked up the damp slit, enticing a deep sigh from Anna. Without further ado, Mary’s tongue slid up Anna’s never-lips, then circled her nub slowly. Anna arched her back, making a strange purring sound that resonated throughout her entire body. Mary gently nibbled at the exposed nub, sending Anna into spasm, her body stiffening as her orgasm reached its most intense. Mary flicked her tongue over the nub as she held it between her teeth, drawing the orgasm out for as long as possible. A fresh flood of juices flowed from Anna’s swollen pussy lips, and Mary eagerly lapped it up.

“That was amazing!” Anna’s eyes fluttered open, “Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”

“Never.” Mary smiled, “But Adam did something similar to me once, back when I was too heavily pregnant to lay with him as a wife should. In return I let him use my mouth to reach his own release, and then swallowed his seed as if it were a fine wine.”

There was a thud from the doorway, and both women looked round to see Adam standing there, anger and betrayal burning in his eyes.

TBC...