Taken By The Well-Endowed Lord (Historical Smut With A Side Of Story)

Taken by

the

Well-Endowed Lord

-
An Erotic Tale of First Time Passion -

(Smut with
a Side of Story)

Diana
Quippley

This tale of lewdness has been locked and sealed in a fancy,
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Diana
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in
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The Lusty Wish

Anna was a shy,
poverty-stricken girl of a lowly, forgettable bloodline. A
good for nothing
--
deemed useless by society. She always had been, and she she always would
be. Relegated to the gutter... that would be her future. And despite her comely
face and thin, attractive body, nobody much seemed to care for the girl. The
attractive lass also had a wit to match her looks. A sharp-tongue and sharper
mind. Though no one seemed to bother finding out. Born into the lowest class of
society, her future had already been written for her at birth. A pretty face
and enticing body wasn't going to change that. Or so she thought... But, there
are some lusty men out there walking the cobblestone streets who would value a
young, beautiful virgin woman regardless of the bloodline, so long as the
panty-line was enticing!

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***

 At just nineteen years
old, Anna was an uneducated, untrained wench by all indications. Though she was
fond of reading fanciful tales in her free-time, these seemed to serve no
purpose in the real world of her dreary existence.

The untouched damsel would
spend hours pouring over her fantastical books... of a rather lewd variety!
Daydreaming about the handsome men and their wanton ways. Oh my, how she wished
to be taken by such a fellow! To know what it was like for a true nobleman to
fill her with his thick, southern shaft... ramming it deep and true into the
ripe little treat between her legs! 

It wasn't much to ask for,
was it? She certainly didn't seem to think so. The problem was, Anna seemed to
forever be having trouble luring in such a man. A girl of such lowly birth...
it seemed an impossible dream. They thought she was too this, or too that, or
not enough this, or not enough that. Some even called her
too dirty.
As
if that meant anything... No matter the reason, there always was one. That's
what hurt youthful Anna the most. Having nobody to call her own and no real answer
as to why... queen or peasant, she surely deserved a fellow, did she not?

The girl took grand care
of herself, as much as she could. With that long, dark, gorgeous hair of hers.
Beautiful locks! Almost like those right out of a fairytale story. And that
pale skin tone... Those pert, supple tits should have been enough to snag any
man she yearned for. But, this was not to be so... There remained that damnable
fact. The inescapable trait which scared away all noblemen.

That is, until she met
Lord Hugo...

***

***

It was supposed to be a
quick, easy errand. Anna's father instructed her to deliver one of his products
to a local shop. One of the rich buildings far across town. A place she loved
to venture into and explore – knowing full well that she could never be a part
of it. But, this short little run would give her imagination something else to
focus on for a while. A chance to view the expensive shops and peer in at the
untouchable products. Not to mention all those carriages with noblemen and noblewomen
sitting inside, with their fancy clothes and elegant mannerisms. It was a treat
unlike any other... and yet, a torture all the same. Poor Anna spent countless
hours despairing over her plight. But, what else could she do? Take a chance
and venture out... and with that in mind, she put foot to cobblestone and
headed off into the opulent section of the city – making sure to gussy up her
feminine bits, on the off-chance some lord or prince might notice her, hah!

Yeah, right...

That was never going to happen,
and she knew it. Men around there just didn't like
her
kind. It was dumb
and stupid, but it was true. However, nonetheless, Anna resolved to stay
resolute and hopeful – for at least a few hours, if she could help it.

Her father said it would
be a fast mission. A quick jaunt, a fast hand-off, and a hasty retreat! Nothing
to worry or fret about. As if he needed to convince darling little Anna... the
girl would do anything she could to set foot in the rich part of town! To see
how the
other
side lived! What a dream it was. Nothing short of a
fairytale story. So the girl tied together the parcel, packaging it neatly.

“Now, be safe out there my
dear sweet Anna!” Her father had said with a tone of sincerity.

And with that, off she
went.

***

***

The bell hanging atop the
door jingled slightly as she pushed it open, making her way through the
threshold. A sweet, aromatic scent greeted her nose. A kind of sugary heaven,
as she would later describe it.

Anna walked inside, noting
the countless jars and bottles and containers of various honeys. That was the
store, in fact. A honey shop – supposedly one of the best around. All home-made
or imported from secret, special locations from all over the world. It looked
quite fanciful, she thought. Some were bright yellows, while others were dark,
golden browns, and still others somewhere in between. Sunlight shined in
through the front windows, giving the entire store a wonderful appearance of
sweetness and magic.

She turned in circles,
round and round, eyeing over the various wares – all so perfect and
tantalizing. Her heart was bursting with excitement at the prospect of working
in such a place. That pretty, sweet girl had never felt so overjoyed. She put a
hand on her tight, toned belly and continued to walk rearward, still entranced
by the countless shades of color all around. How delightful it was to witness
all this! Her own stores had never had anything of the sort!

“Oof!” Anna wheezed, just
as she collided with something on her round backside, squishing against that
sumptuous ass.

Clumsy girl!
She
thought. The nervous virgin had been too fixated on the honey to remember to
watch where she was going.

“Oh do pardon me, miss...
dreadfully sorry about that – I didn't know you would keep backing up,” said a
manly voice to her rear.

The strength and power of
the voice immediately removed Anna from her fanciful state. There was such
virility and charm to the sound. She could scarcely turn around out of fright
and embarrassment. But, whatever she bumped into had felt incredibly sturdy and
well muscled. It warranted a glimpse at least, didn't it?

“Umm,” she said quietly,
just beginning to spin her taut body to the side. “Sorry there.”

And here, young Anna found
herself face to chest as it were – with an imposing, athletic man. She could
see his well-developed chest through the tight shirt, as her eyes ran out to
peek at the bulging biceps and muscular forearms. Not to mention those boulder
shoulders. The deep-voiced white gentleman was attractive, to say the least.
Handsome and beefy. The kind of herculean physique Anna had always read about
in her romance stories – only now, she was right in the presence of one.

The bewildered woman's
mouth drew open in shock, unable to speak or react. She simply felt her lip
begin to quiver, as those flapping butterflies took flight in her sinking
stomach.

“No need to apologize,
miss. It was really my fault. I should have said something,” the sexy stranger
smiled.

Then it appeared, at least
to those with a trained eye, that the man took a quick look down at Anna's
exposed cleavage. Those bountiful, inviting breasts quite befitting of a
tempting lass. Her tight dress did wonderful things to enhance the appeal of
them.

“Well, I uh...” Anna
sputtered, still awe-struck by his perfection.

“Might I help you with
anything?” He asked at last, breaking the silence with that honey voice of his.

“H-h-help me?” She
blathered, completely forgetting where she was or why she had arrived.

“Yes, are you looking for
some honey today?”

“Oh...” the nervous girl
nodded – only just now beginning to recall her mission. “Yes, umm I'm not sure
if you could... I'm here to deliver a parcel?”

She phrased it as a question,
as if unsure this hulking figure with a smile hot enough to melt steel could
actually be employed in such a place.

“The
package!
Of
course!” The man shouted. “Yes, of course! I've been on the lookout for just
the thing. But... I could not fathom that they would send anyone so attractive
to step through my door.”

The compliment about
buckled Anna at her knees.
Attractive?!
Her? Was this lad a little
drunk? Those creamy, comely cheeks of hers began to burn with heat as she spun
slightly to the side in a shy gesture.

“Well,” she said after a
brief pause, “here I am! I mean, if you're still wanting it delivered...”

“Yes, of course! It looks like
you know your way around the shop already,” the man laughed, poking fun at her
clumsy bump.

The young girl rubbed the
back of her neck, smiling on one side of her mouth. “Yeah... terribly sorry
about that again. I hope nothing is broken!”

“Think nothing of it, my
dear!” He grinned, once again peering down at her breast and belly – the two
large, feminine spheres of sensuality, and the inviting, tight tummy... a true
woman's body. How shapely her figure was... The lovely dress hanging on for
dear life, exposing each and every contour of that succulent figure. “My name
is Lord Hugo. I own this place. Pleasure to meet you...”

Hugo held onto the end of
his word, letting it drag out as he extended a hand to shake.

“Oh, right!” Anna giggled.
“My name is Miss Anna. I love your store! It looks so beautiful!” She gushed.

And here she felt his
strong hand, like a warm vice, grasping her own dainty palm. There was an
immediate surge of sexual energy coursing through her body – as if the
slightest touch from the burly Hugo had triggered her most innate and taboo
desires – the awakening of her sexuality!

The man had a bit of
stubble lining his chin and cheeks, all up along the jawline. Quite a virile
appearance. He looked like anything but the owner of a honey store... Anna
thought he should be modeling for greek statues or posing for expensive
paintings. She couldn't help but wonder what lurked beneath his shirt...
hopefully a rippled stomach and chiselled abs to match the sight of his robust
chest.

“Any problems?” Hugo
asked.

“What!” Anna blurted,
still thinking her dirty thoughts. Problems with what? Touching a rock-hard
chest like that?!

“I've not seen you in here
before, have I?” He questioned the pretty lass.

“No... No, I don't believe
so.”

“Would you like to have a
little tour? Sample the wares?” Lord Hugo offered with a nod.

“Oh, certainly! Are you
sure though?” Anna sputtered, taken aback by the Lord's invitation.

“But, of course!” He
replied. “Have you had any experience?”

“What!?” She hollered
again, her mind sinking back to those depraved thoughts of lust and lewdness..

The handsome fellow
laughed quietly, putting a heavy hand on her shoulder. “I mean, have you worked
with honey? Or would this be your first time?”

Oh my... there went her knees
again! The sensation of his warm skin on her cool shoulder was enough cause for
an orgasm in itself! Anna about whimpered at the touch, nearly drooling. She
breathed in deeply, causing those impressive boobs to raise and lower in a
rather sensuous fashion. Hugo certainly took note of them – and strangely, he
smiled afterward as if acknowledging their endless temptation.

“Oh, uh... No, no I
haven't, sorry... but I have worked in a store before!” Anna mumbled, trying to
catch her breath. She desperately wanted the Lord's approval! That much was
certain – with every fiber of her being, the star-struck damsel wished to be
hired right on the spot, and fall directly into the arms of this beefcake
proprietor!

“That's ok,” Hugo replied.
“I don't mind teaching – if you're willing.”

The words were fairly
innocent in themselves; yet Anna felt a heavy undertone of innuendo in the tone
of his voice. As if he were hinting at something entirely more salacious and
sordid than a jar of sticky honey. Perhaps he had another sticky substance on
his mind – all the while staring down at the horny woman's ripe, tasty body. He
would smile now and then, making sure to scan the entirety of her figure... and
what was even more arousing, is that he seemed to want Anna to know of his
visual undressing.

It didn't bother her in
the least! The fanciful virgin loved the heat ray his eyes were causing –
seemingly leaving a trail of seduction wherever they ventured... down her
breasts, along her stomach, over the small, juicy thighs and beyond... right
down to her eager groin. That portion of her quickly became a burning inferno
of lust and wanton desire! Lord Hugo had but cast his gaze there for no more
than a second, yet Anna felt a rush of sexual liquids forming on the interior of
her lips. The panties already beginning to moisten. What a stimulating and
unexpected, but all the more welcome experience.

“You would teach me?” Anna
questioned, puffing her lips out in a seductive pose.

Her elbows pressed inward
toward her chest, causing the cleavage to grow and expand several times over.
If those boobs had looked enticing before, they were infinitely more alluring
now! Plumper and fuller! The kind you could imagine planting your face between
and satisfying every naughty desire you ever thought.

And judging by the way
Hugo licked his lips, it certainly appeared he harbored a dirty thought or two
in his mind as he continued smiling at the comely damsel.

“You're a
hard
worker,
aren't you?” He asked.

“Me? Oh sure! I try to
show up early and leave late, all that kind of stuff,” she smiled nervously,
rocking back and forth at the hip.

“Good enough for me,” Hugo
laughed. “When would you like to start?”

“You mean—you mean you'd
hire me?! What about the parcel!?” Anna gasped, causing her supple breasts to
jiggle slightly beneath her tight attire. That seductive perfection just dying
to be handled and devoured, to be ravaged and fucked.

“Sure, if you desire such
a thing, Anna. I like you already. You seem nice, you're
very
pretty and
I have a good feeling about you. Just dump that package over there for now.” He
motioned at a nearby table, where Anna placed the box, giving it not another
thought.

“Oh my god! Are you
serious? I did, really? Well I can start right now if you need me!” She gushed,
clapping her hands together excitedly – once again making those tits bounce and
shake in a tempting display of carnality. How could anyone deny those supple,
perky orbs of flesh on her chest? The tasty breasts... complete with those cute
nipples and suckable knobs, just beginning to poke through the material. And
apparently Lord Hugo sure as hell couldn't, as his eyes remained fixated on
those devilish things, covered only by a thin dress and sexy bra beneath. It
was easy to see that the lordly fellow was quite taken by his lovely beauty.

“Perfect,” he smiled.
“There's so much for me to teach you... And it's your first time, even better.
I love the new ones.”

“You... do?” Anna blushed,
turning sideways on her foot.

“And the beautiful ones,”
he winked. “Now let's get started. I can't wait to show you. And it looks like
you can't wait to learn.”

“You read my thoughts,
Lord Hugo,” she replied, batting her eyes up and down the length of his
chiselled body – stopping at the very conspicuous and large package – and not
the one she had arrived with.

***