The Blacksmith, His Wife & Her Lover

“I...” Mary sat up, “I can explain...”

“Save it.” Adama glared at her, then turned his attention on the still naked and exposed Anna, “What have you to say for yourself, whore?”

“It...it was my fault.” Anna admitted, ashamed, “I love her in a way no woman has a right to love another, and I used the closeness of our friendship to satisfy my own needs.”

“Well, this explains the downcast way William looked when I saw him at market.” Adam studied her body, admiring the subtle differences between her and his wife, “I take it you have never lain with a man?”

“No!” Anna shouted defensively, “What kind of woman do you think I am?

“Given what I saw here today, that may be a question best left unanswered.” Adam scoffed, “Still, no man would want you if would got out about this...”

“What?” Anna jumped to her feat, “No, you can't tell anyone! My family would disown me!”

“What should I care?” Adam asked, “You are Mary's friend, not mine.” He looked at his wide, “And we shall speak of this later.”

“Wait! What...” Anna swallowed hard, “What if I offered you something in return for your silence?”

“What do you have that I could possible want?” The blacksmith asked, intrigued.

“If you promise to say nothing of what happened today, and not to punish Mary for my that which was my fault, then...” Anna hesitated, but forced herself to continue, “I will lay with you and give you that which should be taken by the man I marry on our wedding night.”

“Anna!” Mary protested, shocked yet somehow turned on at the idea of her husband and best friend sharing a bed.

“No, it is the right thing to do.” Anna shook her head, “I took you from him, if only for a little while, and it is just that I should pay the price.”

“An interesting proposal.” Adam walked over and examined the naked woman more closely, “And you swear before the Lord that you have never been with a man before?”

“You will know when you take my maidenhood.” Anna shot back, surprised at how aroused she was becoming, despite her fears, “You may love Mary, but I know that you have looked at me the same as every other man in the village.”

“I find your terms, acceptable.” Adam nodded, his mouth curling up into a smile at the edges, “Mary will wait here while we seal the bargain.”

Grabbing her by the arm, he led her up the stairs to the small bedroom in the roof and closed the door.

“Magnificent.”Adam took a step back, just enough to see Anna’s bronze skin in all it’s glory, “Now onto the bed: hands an knees.”

Anna did as instructed, and climbed up onto the bead, her arms and legs spread out to balance herself. Adam walked round to the end of the bed and grabbed her wrists. Lifting her arms, he secured them to the ornately carved headboard with his leather belt, then pulled his vest up over his head and dropped it to the floor. His chest was broad and well defined, testament to a lifetime spent working at the forge. He moved his hands to the waist of his trousers, and after making sure that Anna was watching, pushed them down till they fell to the floor. Having seen animals mating, Anna had known what to expect, but that still didn’t prepare her for seeing it pointing directly at her face. She tensed for a moment, wondering what exactly Adam had planed for her.

“Don’t worry.” His smile was pure predator, “Although I like the idea of having you pleasure me with your mouth, I have another prise in mind.” He walked round behind her, and Anna felt the bed shift as he climbed on and a long, probing finger made its way between her legs, “Very impressive, but I see you haven’t gotten into the mood yet.” He slapped her rump again, much harder this time, “What id the problem? Am I not as appealing to you as my wife?”

Anna flinched involuntarily as a hand moved round to grope at one of her hanging breasts, grabbing it roughly. She felt Adam’s legs move between her knees, pushing them further apart, opening her up to his advances.

“Let the games begin.” The Blacksmith smiled as he shoved forward.

The tip of his swollen manhood pushed against Anna’s outer lips, slowly opening them to admit his organ. She flinched in pain as he entered her un-lubricated tunnel and through her cherished maidenhood, forcing his way deeper into her core. Her discomfort only seemed to amuse him, and he kept pushing until they thighs met. Adam held still for a moment, savour the feel of Anna’s tight body around his hard shaft, before he started to move back. She felt him withdraw, and the pain subsided, only to return when he pushed back in, making her yelp in pain.

“Scream if you want.” Adam whispered in her ear, revelling in her humiliation, “The neighbours will just think it's Mary, going about her wifely duty.”

He moved his hands he her hips, and taking a firm grip, started to pound in and out of her. Anna’s body reacted as God and natured had designed it, and soon she was well lubricated, allowing Adam to increase his pace. One of his hands slowly made its way down and round to her nub and a probing finger started to trace ever decreasing circles round it. Anna moaned again, only this time not from pain. She felt her body tense as Adam’s finger brushed against her nub, and she found herself shifting her hips, trying to recapture the feeling. She felt him move inside her, and started to thrust back to meet him every time he pushed into her.

Adam grinned: he’d always suspected that Anna would be like a bitch in heat in the bedroom, but had never, even in his wildest dreams, thought that he'd be the first man to enjoy her charms. Carefully taking a firm grip of her thighs with his free hand, her pinched her nub hard between two fingers. Anna screamed as her Rapture swept through her body, making every part of her burn. She shook violently, straining against the leather straps holding her hands to the headboard. The initial rush started to fade, and she found herself pushing back even harder onto Adam’s huge member.

Closing his eyes, Adam smiled to himself as with one final thrust, he emptied himself into Anna with a single grunt. She felt his seed fill her and ground away at his hips, pushing herself into a second mind-shattering Rapture: she screamed loudly, her voice echoing off the walls and sending birds screeching from the trees outside.

Adam leaned forward across Anna’s body, and undid the leather strap holding her arms to the headboard. This done, he collapsed onto the bed beside her, apparently spent, but with one arm holding her tight. Anna, still flushed from her first experience with physical sex. She found herself wondering how long it would take him to regain his vigour.

“Very well.” Adam turned over so his back was to her, “You may go now.”

Anna looked at him, her jaw dropping open: she had expected, indeed hoped, that he would want to make use of her body again, if made her feel that good again. She still felt flushed, and her skin was on fire, the feel of the soft bed sheets moving against her skin sending sparks along her spine to her crotch.

“I thought…” She hesitated, wondering why she was so worried that he would not want her again, “I thought that you would want me to stay, in case you wished to use me again tonight.”

“No,” Adam turned over to face her, revelling in the helpless look in her eyes, “I still have a wife to attend to, less she stray again.”

Confused by the conflicted feeling welling up inside her, Anna started to dress, her movements showing off her perfectly crafted body. Adam reached out and slapped her on the rump once more, the growing red palm print marking her as his. Anna grinned mischievously as she quickly finished dressing and headed for the door, then stopped,

“Was I pleasing?” She asked nervously, “Having never been with a man before, and I was worried that I wouldn’t be any good.”

“Rest assured that you had nothing to fear,” Adam propped himself up on his elbows, “Any man would think himself lucky to win your favour.”

Anna smiled slightly as she left the room, Adam's spend seed mixing with her own secretions and her blood, then running down the inside of her legs. Mary stood waiting before the fireplace, fully dressed and with a somewhat confused expression on her face. The two friends said nothing as Anna dressed, and Mary silently led her to the door. There they paused, neither able to think of anything to say, so they simply shared a kiss, deeper and more heartfelt then normal, and Anna left.

TBC...