The Old Grove, Meeting Place, England (1762)
Hazel brown eyes flickered with something akin to desire as Alain Remington found himself drawn ever so closely to his apprentice of sorts. Noreen McCray remained poised in her brushwork as feeling the closeness of her body and Alain's, but she uttered not a single word. There was silence between them for quite some time as their labored breaths and her brush work seemed all the noise that surrounded them for a time. He had not seen it but there was a flicker of desire behind her own hypnotic dark brown eyes as she found herself subtly leaning into Alain's youthful chest as if desperate for some form of contact with him that had not been limited to his guiding her hand in brush strokes.
Painting it seemed was quite the intimate activity and as such it was having a profound effect upon them both. Unable to take much more of the intensifying sexually charged energy around them, it was Noreen whom had made the first move dropping her brush onto the soft grass and throwing herself into Alain's waiting arms. He caught her unsure of how best to proceed as he'd been a timid thing when it came to contact with the opposite sex. Even now it somewhat amused Noreen that she'd gotten to him before he'd been spoiled as it were by the rest of the women and various brothels that oozed sex and were possibly much more skilled at having to keep the attentions of a lover than she.
Noreen made up her mind that she'd take any advantage she could get in this situation and why not? Many a man got to have whichever woman he wished unspoiled it was nothing for her to come to the reasoning that she had the opportunity to have a man just the same.
When Alain had caught her, he lost his footing sending them both down onto the ground and amid the flower bed with Noreen landing on top of him and he looking up into her desire reflecting eyes. He was out of his depth but was more than willing as the intensity of the tension between them increased with full on physical contact, to adhere to whatever she wished.
Noreen pressed matters crushing her ruby red lips into the slightly agape lips of her young painter finding it harder and harder to ignore the biological imperative to get closer and claim him as her lover. Alain's hands first flailing aimlessly as not to be too inappropriate with Noreen began to drift down to her backside gripping her for all she was worth.
Alain found himself unable to break away needing more contact with Noreen, as much as possible if she would allow it returning her kiss with equally measure of passion. He thought it amusing that she wished to devour him in a way that he had thought to do so of her.
In the wake of their hormonal fumbling, Noreen gasped feeling what she had imagined to have been a steel rod being pressed against her belly as she looked down into his eyes. The redness that filed across his handsome face was all the indication she needed to judge his apparent arousal. With swift hands, she managed to snake her way into his trousers and release the straining appendage. Alain had been even more embarrassed by her reaction as she'd found he was much more intimidating than she initially believed in terms of his anatomy.
"You are quite large for such a young man." she said in disbelief as she looked him over.
"N-Noreen..." began Alain only to have his words silenced via her heated kiss.
She didn't seem put off, but eager to have him all the more it seemed. Clearly out of his depth and aroused beyond belief, Alain was contented to allow the lady to lead as he watched her proceed to part with her knickers and straddle his waist after pulling his trousers down toward his calves.
In the midst of a heated kiss, she had accidentally ripped open that long sleeve crisp white shirt he'd been so fond of wearing when painting with her. The splashes of paint within the fabric had always caught her eye and lead her to wonder just how he truly looked beneath it all.
Alain continued to watch her his eyes fixated upon her bouncing breasts as they burst through her corset as she shifted once more on top of him. Casimir had explained a good deal about women to his younger brother and more importantly what to do if one were ever willing to lie with him for any reason. It was this preparedness that drove Alain to assist the struggling Noreen with the final aspect of her becoming his lover and the very first if he were to be so bold and mention it to her.
Noreen let out a yelp when she felt the sudden intrusion of Alain's enormous appendage enter her previously unexplored body. He grunted at the sensation hissing as he filled her and she gripped his loose shirt and dug her fingernails into the flesh of his chest. The soft warmth had nearly been too much for him, as Alain fought with all his will not to spill his seed inside the beautiful woman before they had truly got going.
The tight warmth had been indescribable and he could speak no words in the wake of his mind shutting down and his body acting on instinct as he thrust forward bouncing not only Noreen's body into the air but her breasts as well. Alain remained fixated upon them as he tightly gripped her waist and she slid up and down his now slick appendage moaning ever so loudly in the wake of the much desired friction between them.
While Alain was a gentleman in every other sense, his newly unleashed desires had gotten the better of him and he found himself taking control of their act when her movements had not provided him enough friction. He grasped Noreen and rolled her onto the ground pressing her back into the bed of flowers while he towered above her, his tall form shielding her from all potential view as his hips thrust deeper and deeper.
Noreen could only moan out loud as her body jolted along the stems and petals that were crushed beneath their collective weight. Alain's trousers were splashed via dirt as they burrowed via his belt buckle into the soil below his knees as his body drove his cock deeper and deeper into the warm depths that engulfed him.
Had she not had the presence of mind to think of it then, she might never have gotten her thought out.
"A-Alain." she attempted breathless in her efforts. "A-Alain don't....don't spill your seed inside me...I shall not like to become pregnant."
The thought of doing just that only intensified Alain's thrusts and he began to want nothing else but to fill her and claim her truly as his own. Still her words had merit as he had been a gentleman after all and despite his fog of lust, he remained so.
Unable to speak his agreement, Alain nodded, his neat trimmed brown hair soaked via sweat and his breaths ragged in the wake of his frantic thrusts. His upper body had gotten slick as well while Noreen's moans filled his ears and his grunts filled hers. He could not understand why Casimir had been so fond of this act, the intensity and passion that envelopes one when in the midst of a lust filled fog.
He could not deny that he enjoyed it. In fact he enjoyed it very much. Noreen gripped him as her release ripped through her the scream she let out was enough to jolt him as her body threatened to swallow him whole and he was willing to allow it. More frantic thrusts and Noreen whom had been panting came back to her senses.
"A-Alain..." she attempted breathless.
He let out a grunt in response but his pace increased. She gasped feeling his cock throb and the tension in his body increase. This was the first time she had done this act with anyone and somehow via instinct she knew what was about to happen and that she couldn't allow it no matter how much her body begged for it.
"Alain...please...don't." she attempted again.
Once more into the abyss, Alain thrust one final time reluctant to leave where his body so desperately wished to deposit his seed. Using sheer will power he managed to pull out before reaching his end and the friction of his untimely exit caused him to spill his seed in the nearby bed of flowers.
Finding himself dizzy and unable to remain upright following the rapid fire of his release coating the unfortunate little plants beside him, he merely collapsed with his trousers at his ankles and his shirt dangling off his exhausted body. His lungs fought for air and his mind remained in a haze of good feelings as Noreen found herself unable to move for a few moments. The swiftness of his untimely exit had caused his large appendage to rip another release from her as she too collapsed from exhaustion.
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Some Time Later....
Alain awoke to find that he'd been lying in a flower bed and that his trousers were down to his ankles and his spent appendage was quite slick against his inner thigh as it rested there. He blinked for a few moments before reality set in and he quickly hopped up nearly tripping via his trousers as he pulled them up and righted them again after tucking his spent cock back in. His shirt was a lost cause but he had not truly minded it. Noreen awoke a few moments after confused at first and then shocked by the pain and numbness between her legs.
"It appears it wasn't a dream." said Alain helping her to her feet and fixing her attire.
Noreen's face had been red as she realized she'd been more or less the aggressor when it came to this rather unseemly act. While she had not been sorry in the least, she couldn't image what Alain must have thought of her.
To her surprise, he said nothing and proceeded to gather his materials to return them home as it had gotten quite late and he knew first hand that his mother would began to worry for him. While he said little, there was no denying that quite a bit had changed for the two of them and it had happened so fast neither knew how to slow it down nor did they wish to.
"Would you like me to walk you home?" asked Alain once more slipping back into his gentleman routine.
"I..." began Noreen still unable to get over her apparent embarrassment due to the situation. "No...that won't be necessary I can manage, besides you've got to get everything home."
"I don't mind it." replied Alain unsure if a man such as he should let his lady walk home alone. There was no telling how many scoundrels would flock to her now that she was given to carnal knowledge.
"Alain." said Noreen not at all wishing to be his kept woman. "What happened between us..."
Alain walked over toward her bold in his approach as he took her in his arms and captured her lips in a passionate kiss like the one she'd given him before.
"I will never forget it." he replied slowly pulling away. "Forgive my adolescent fumbling...I merely wish to see you safe."
Noreen seemed to understand and allowed him a few moments to hold her before getting ready to depart.
"Same time tomorrow morning?" she asked before heading toward the end of the grove.
"As you wish." replied Alain in more his usual tone.
Noreen treated him to a smile and went on her way leaving him to gather his materials and venture back to his family estate alone.