Therese moaned. “Then bring your pussy forward to touch mine.”
Alyssa leaned back on the saddle buck and jutted her hips forward until her pussy smashed against Therese’s. Alyssa used her leg muscles and the padding of Therese’s legs to pump up and down against Therese’s pussy.
“Harder!” Therese screamed. “Rub that cunt harder against mine!”
Therese’s massive breasts bounced up and down, practically hitting her own face as she drilled the saddle pommel in and out of her asshole while using her dripping wet cunt as friction against Alyssa’s dripping wet cunt. Alyssa moved even closer to Therese, grinding her cunt into Therese’s and lifting up and down with her arms steeled against the saddle buck. Alyssa moved forward and grabbed one of Therese’s tits in her mouth and sucked and nibbled at Therese’s long nipple. Therese pulled up on her fat mound and instructed Alyssa to do the same until their clits touched. sending electrified jolts through both of them.
Therese felt it first, building and building and building until the orgasm exploded in her cunt. And she bucked wildly up and down against the pommel in her ass and Alyssa’s cunt.
“It’s here!” Therese screamed. “Oh lord in heaven, it’s here!”
The pommel in her ass pressed into something magical and Alyssa’s eyes widened as fluid squirted out of Therese’s pussy causing the friction against Alyssa’s pussy to intensify.
“Oh yes!” Alyssa screamed. “Oh yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!”
They were quiet for a moment; each remaining still and breathless. Finally, Therese spoke.
“Well, I must be going now,” she said and raised herself off the saddle pommel and dressed quickly.
Therese left Alyssa naked and straddled against the saddle buck, pinpricks of decadent satisfaction stabbing at her skin.
During this time, there lived in the village a shrewd businessman called Julian Newhouse who knew of the girls, was aware of their virginity and the considerable breasts they were blessed with. Julian concocted a scheme to put the maidens to work as wet nurses for the noblewomen in the nearby village of Castleton.
The town was recently blessed with a bounty of infants and Julian, always dreaming up scams, knew that this plan was his best ever. He had to ensure that the girls, fresh and lovely, weren’t approached by admirers hoping to take the maidens for wives so he set off into the woods to approach the sisters and convince them to participate in his business idea.
When Julian arrived at the ladies’ cottage, he was nearly struck down by their magnificence. It was one thing to be in the presence of such extraordinary exquisiteness, but to be in that presence and have that presence be one of purity too, well that was otherworldly. But Julian was first and foremost a businessman and as such, he had to put his growing carnal desire aside and focus on the matter at hand.
“Are you the one who will lift the curse?” Elizabeth asked after he gathered them all in the garden.
“What are you talking about?” Julian asked. All of the girls looked to him for something but he was perplexed.
“The curse,” Jaedara one of the girls said. “We are all virgins and if we are deflowered together and soon, the curse will be lifted.”
“Our parents told us that we were cursed with virginity and if we fornicate, we will die as ash and soot. But the old witch in the east forest said that we can break the curse if we do it together and soon,” Bettina the youngest said.
“So is it you sir?” Cadence asked. “Is it you who will deflower us and break the curse?”
Now at the thought of deflowering the maidens gathered before him, Julian the business man, grabbed his thick penis through his pockets and gave the hardening flesh a slight tug, but then Julian the man allowed that tug to turn to a long pull before he stopped himself. If these women wanted a curse slayer, well a curse slayer they would get.
“Yes, I am here about the curse,” he said. “But I am not here to deflower you to break the curse as the witch foretold. I am here to tell you that the witch was wrong, in fact, she lied because she wants you maidens to turn to ash and soot!”
The girls gasped together and Elizabeth began to weep. Silly girls, Julian thought, I have them now.
“Fear not maidens!” Julian declared. “I was sent here to save you. I will lift the curse that has hung over you for your entire lives, but you must follow my instruction without question and to my satisfaction. Only when you have done this, will the curse be lifted.”
“Oh thank you sir!” Serena exclaimed. “Thank you for saving us sisters!”
“What do we do?” asked Alyssa.
“Well this is what you must do if you ever hope to have this evil curse lifted from your beautiful heads so you can go on to live good lives with good husbands and good children,” Julian said.
Julian went on to tell the sisters of the increased rate of births in the noble town of Castleton. How the aristocrats looked to fair and pure maidens to nourish their children. How these people of class sought wholesome milk as sweet as honey and warm as the womb for their children. How this milk could only come from women as pure and untouched as they. And how all the maidens would be handsomely rewarded by the lifting of the curse.
“So you see my gentle ladies, if you follow my instructions and do this work, you will no longer be cursed. You can go on to lead the most wonderful lives knowing that you were maids to the children of the noble and you will no longer have the curse of ash and soot over your beautiful heads.”
“We do not want to be maids,” the petulant Maria cried. “We were put on this earth to have maids, not to be maids!”
“My dear lady, you will not be a maid, nothing so vile. A wet nurse is a creature considered almost as noble as the very noblewomen for whom they work! But if you don’t want that, or do not wish to do this, well I cannot force you. I only wanted to help you eight,” Julian said and turned to leave the garden. “Good day ladies.”
The maidens all came together and began to whisper and argue amongst each other. Finally they were quiet and Elizabeth called out to stop Julian, who had no real intention of leaving, from leaving.
“Wait sir!” she cried and ran toward him. “Do not leave us. We will do it. We will do anything you say. Please just help us to lift this curse from our blessed heads.”
“Okay ladies, but you must follow my instructions exactly to the detail. You must remain here at your cottage, secluded from anyone and anything. I will bring you everything you need. I will take care of you,” Julian said and all the maidens ran to him and fell at his feet in gratitude.
As Julian went back into town, he could not believe his luck. How easy it was to convince these dumb, silly girls of his plan. He didn’t even have to convince them, only to say he’d lift the curse. Oh a pretty penny would be made off the virginal heads of his eight maidens. A pretty penny indeed.
He set to work, attending to every detail of his extremely well-planned plan.
He traveled to Castleton and informed the handmaidens and servants of his new business. That he employed the fairest and most pure wet nurses in the land and soon they would be ready to nourish the noblewomen’s children. The servants soon got word to the butlers and cooks who got word to the secretaries and pages who got word finally to the noblewomen themselves. He had a list of thirteen families wanting to employ the maidens and as the convincing conniver he was, had the noble people of Castleton ready to pay ten times the premium for the milk of his untainted maids.
He then set off to get the maidens prepared. He isolated them from the town. To ensure the men of the village stopped sniffing around the sisters like feral dogs, he spread a rumor around the town that the women were tainted with a curse so dastardly to cause a man’s cock be ripped from his body. He planted a garden filled with alfalfa and had an Indian valet bring him large sacks of fenugreek seed. He put the sisters on a special diet that they were forbidden to deviate from and always had the threat of the curse not being lifted at the ready for any dissenters.
The truth of Julian Newhouse was that he did not have to be an unseemly huckster. A man with a brilliant mind, since he was a young boy, he was forever coming up with inventions and sought ways to, as he claimed, modernize the mundane. But his greedy and lazy persona dictated that he do the least amount of work for the largest amount of money. Julian was a brilliant man who did not like hard work. So he sought the path of least resistance in everything he did.
During his research, he received information on ways to stimulate milk production in women who did not bear children. The herbs and spices he learned of were fairly easy to implement. The breast stimulation was not.
