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Salem, 1692

Date: 9/18/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: WritersFriend, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

said. She started toward the bank of the brook and he walked towards her. She took the items from him, wet the toothbrush, and sprinkled some powder on it. The water at the bank was shallower than where she’d been standing, and Edward could now see a tuft of fine dark hair between her legs. At the sight of this, his instrument lurched and billowed out the front of his breeches. “Oh no,” he groaned under his breath. Mary was rinsing her mouth. She looked at him and smiled again. “Why don’t you come in the water and get cleaned up too, Edward?” His Adam’s apple felt too large for his throat, and he was barely able to say, “All right.” With his back to her, he took off his boots, his long white socks, his shirt, and finally his breeches. He slowly turned around, afraid she would be shocked at his nudity. Instead she stared at his instrument, a grin on her face. She held out a hand towards him and he waded into the brook. “Would you like to clean your teeth?” she asked, offering the powder tin and her brush. He had forgotten his own up with his clothes. He took hers, and as he brushed, she splashed water onto his torso and began soaping his back, and then his chest and arms. Being taller than her, the water didn’t cover his waist, and his instrument was exposed and jerked with every gentle touch. Embarrassed, he said, “I’m sorry, Mary. I’ve never been naked before with a… ” His voice trailed off. “It’s all right, Edward. Are you a virgin?” He shifted his eyes away and nodded. ... Suddenly her soapy hand was around his shaft, stroking it up and down. “Oh God,” he moaned, closing his eyes. “You have a beautiful cock, Edward.” The crude word sent a shiver rippling up his spine. “Oh please, Mary… be careful…I think I’m going to—” She dipped his instrument into the water and when it sprang back up, she swallowed it to the root. “Oh, sweet Mary!” he exclaimed. A sensation unlike any he’d ever felt shook him to the core. It seemed as if his entire life essence was shooting out of the head of his instrument, directly into Mary’s mouth. She stroked his shaft, swallowing and glugging, until finally his legs gave out and he stumbled backward into the water. “Oh, Mary, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—” “Shhhh.” She put her fingers to his lips. She sat in the water beside him and kissed him, her tongue making lazy circles in his mouth. When she pulled back he was astonished to see that the lines seemed to have disappeared from her brow and eyes. She looked as young again as the day he’d first met her. “Does this mean I’m no longer a virgin?” he asked. She smiled. “No. To be rid of that you must fuck a woman.” He grimaced at the word and hoped God would not strike them down. But he also took some comfort knowing he had not committed that grave sin. *** They slept until dusk before starting on their trek again. They had drifted a bit south during the night and needed to ride northward once they reached the Concord River. Despite his long sleep, Edward felt tired. After ...