Alain's Bedroom, The Salt Mill Tavern, Fifth And Main, Boylesten, England (1763)...
Rolling onto his back as the unimpeded beams of sunlight hit his handsome face, Alain Remington had been a bit shocked to find that he had not been in bed alone as his cock tented the hard-pressed sheets that lined his temporary bed and the pungent scent of sex and lingering vomit filled the air along with the tinge of rum and flowers. He felt the onset of the cool air along the pale bare flesh of his lean muscled chest as he sought to make sense of his surroundings. While he had a few bumps and bruises from his journey into the wonderful world of fisticuffs, Alain had noted he'd been bandaged and cleaned just the same and had not recalled doing it himself. The hazel eyes of the formerly slumbering noble had come into focus and at last, he attempted to sit up finding himself unable to do so with his head swimming and his body too weak from strenuous activity to keep him upright.
The ruggedly handsome noble sighed as he elected to stay in bed a while longer ignoring the none-too-subtle call of nature in the form of his bladder beginning to compete for his attention. Alain groaned as he felt his cock stiffen and the distinct sensation of a soft warm body being scooted close to him. He slowly peeled back the thick white sheet that covered him and took note of not only himself being fully naked but the small woman with red hair and pale skin being naked beside him as well.
This was the umpteenth time he'd awoken in bed at the tavern and she'd been naked beside him, the familiar-looking redhead that worked in the laundry shop across the way. He'd taken a keen interest in her more or less a few days prior and she ended up bouncing on his cock by the night's end. Alain smirked bitterly as he let the sheet back down as it covered their bodies and sighed as he tried once more to get his body to cooperate with what his intentions for it had been. Much like before it didn't wish to yield to his demands, but his morning erection seemed intent on finding a warm place in which to hide as he noted the slumbering naked redhead once more.
Alain slowly pulled back the white sheet that lined the bed and covered both of their bodies, his hazel eyes bright and his expression one of indifference as they moved along her small pale form. His cock throbbed at the very sight of her shapely pale ass exposed to the elements as she lay rather comfortably on her belly amid the soft undersheet and the mattress. Alain slowly scooted his body close to hers leaning over her and planting soft pleasant kisses along the exposed flesh of her back.
The slumbering redhead had been a pleasant distraction from the lingering agony of Alain's heartbreak and the impending wedding in which he had to stand before his family and friends as best man for his elder brother to marry the woman he loved and pretend as if his entire association with Noreen McCrayson had never occurred as if it had all been a part of some fevered dream he had and nothing more. Sadly, he knew that his trip to the tavern and the many bouts of fisticuffs that left him bruised and battered had been all too real even with the slumbering naked body beside him thus making his impending attempt to pretend otherwise all the more difficult.
Alain sighed as he continued kissing along the soft flesh of the slumbering redhead peasant girl's exposed back noting how soft her skin had been to the touch even as he maneuvered his body to rest on his knees amid her thighs as he saw his way to stroking his already aroused wayward cock. He hissed some as he fitted the large head at the warm entrance of the sleeping girl's folds and slowly thrust forward parting them and taking in the added sensation of warmth that began to envelop his most sensitive flesh.
The redhead shifted some in her sleep feeling the pressure from between her thighs as Alain's massive cock continued to bury itself inside her little used sex spreading her apart as he fitted himself inside thrusting his pelvis against her bare shapely ass. Once more the redhead peasant girl moaned and shifted in her sleep unable to get enough of her warmth, Alain saw his way to thrusting harder inside the sleeping girl causing her eyes to burst open and her to moan while attempting to get away from the painful intrusion.
The formerly drunken noble simply pinned her body to the mattress below them as he continued to thrust his massive appendage deeper inside the warmth of the formerly slumbering redhead who gasped when she felt the sudden onset of fullness and the heaviness of his naked body covering hers.
Cordelia Barlow moaned as she felt Alain Remington's cock invade her while she slept and she clawed at the bed as he began to jolt her forward on her belly, squishing her breasts as she was impaled by way of his cock over and over again while still shaking off the grogginess of sleep as the older noble began to have his way with her. A low groan escaped Alain's lips as he continued pumping his hips and drilling his cock deep inside the now fully awakened girl who continued to claw at the bedding digging her fingernails into the mattress and ruffling the sheet that lined it.
The angle at which Alain's cock had invaded her body was new to her and for some reason, he felt larger than ever before as he drilled her depths without regard for how she'd take it seeking only his own pleasure as his cock continued to throb while battering her clenching insides with reckless abandon.
She'd been a welcome distraction from his pain as the pleasure her young body gave him made all the difference in the wake of his day's new start. He had dreaded venturing back to his family estate and knew all too well that Noreen and Casimir had wanted him to attend the rehearsal dinners. Alain didn't feel much like playing along given his bitterness and avoided being home altogether ever since the engagement had been announced.
Once more Cordelia's moans filled Alain's ears and the pleasure took precedence over the loss he'd suffered due to nobility politics and the fact that he'd been taken for a fool. The bitterness remained despite the booze losing its sting as Alain continued to drive his wayward cock into the tightness of the redhead he'd awoke beside.
He seemed to focus all of his aggression and loneliness into his thrusts and as a result, began pounding her in a frenzy as he felt the pain ebb away due to her tight warmth giving his weary mind something new to focus on.
Alain couldn't seem to get enough of the redhead as he thrust harder and faster into her soft warm body making her moan for him louder and more frequently. Unable to last very long given his demeanor upon awakening, Alain grunted in her ear as his body thrust forward one last time before the floodgates had opened and he found himself spilling a good deal more of his unimpeded seed into the redhead peasant girl's warmth.
He kissed her back and neck as the pulsing of his wayward cock subsided moving inside her as more of his release filled her tight body. He'd been sweaty and out of breath before pulling his cock out of her making her whimper as he sat back against the wooden headboard and attempted to catch his breath.
The redhead didn't seem to have an opinion about him one way or another following his use of her small body for his personal pleasures and Alain smirked as he pulled her toward him causing her to sit up as his release oozed from her folds and he fitted her onto his cock a second time this time with her eyes meeting his as she sat on it moaning as he slowly pumped his hips upward to fit more of his massive appendage inside her tight depths despite the newly provided slickness of his previous releases.
The redhead moaned as Alain gripped her slender hips still slowly thrusting upward inside her as she did her best to accommodate him.
Another hiss escaped Alain's lips as he found himself given to playing with her pert pale breasts and she watched him attentively focus on pleasing him with her body as much as possible as she clenched around his massive cock.
"What is your name?" asked Alain plainly despite slowly thrusting inside her.
"C-Cordelia," she replied moaning from his efforts as he began playing with her breasts via his lips suckling them and his teeth grazing them.
Alain's hazel eyes smoldered with desire as he continued to slowly thrust back n forth inside the tight young redhead's body.
"Well, Cordelia...despite our numerous fucking sessions, I have yet to grow bored of you," he said evenly as he grunted in the wake of his recent thrust. "You can call me Alain, Alain Remington if you prefer. "
"A-Alain," she repeated amid a moan in the wake of feeling him drilling her insides once more.
Alain began to pick up the pace as she saw her way to bouncing on his cock while he held her in place.
"I must admit for a peasant girl, you are quite a good fuck." he said choosing to indulge in his more vulgar side of the conversation. "I can't seem to stay away from you."
Cordelia seemed pleased that her body had been of use to the handsome noble and wrapped her arms around his neck bringing their bodies closer as she continued to bounce on his massive cock amid the old bed and tangled white sheets.
Given his bitter nature, Alain had been of the mind to ask about any other sexual exploits of this lovely young lass.
"Am I the only one you do this with?" he asked in a rather possessive tone.
"Yes," replied Cordelia honestly.
Not many men had taken an interest in a small and relatively unattractive peasant like her.
"Good," replied Alain maneuvering to have her lie back on the bed while he pounded her insides with vigor.
She moaned over and over again unable to help herself as his massive cock jolted her along the bedding while she did her best to cling to him.