8 comments/ 36635 views/ 2 favorites Heavenly Night Ch. 01 By: SEVERUSMAX Note: this is my version of the Christmas story. It is not meant to be a dogma, forced down other people's throats. It is an erotic tale based on the lives of Joseph and Mary of Nazareth ("Miriam" in this story). I must acknowledge that I have gotten some help in this one from Jessy 19. She picked out the name for instance, and suggested that it be very romantic. I hope that she likes the resulting story. chapter One: "Miriam!" shouted Rebekah, the girl's mother. "Yes, Mother?" "Miriam, get dressed. Your 2nd cousin Joseph is coming over today. He is your betrothed, remember?" "Yes, Mother! I've barely even met Joseph! I have not seen him since my last birthday, and both you and Father want me to marry him. He's an older man, anyway. So, what is the rush about?" "He is coming over to meet you again, and get to know you better, as well as renew his family connection to us. He is a successful carpenter, so you should pay him some respect, not to mention the fact that he is your betrothed." Miriam hurried with her changing, and then went out to feed the kids. Her family's she-goat was quite fertile, with a proper number of kids to become either milk or meat for their subsistence. Miriam's side of the family was definitely not the wealthy part of it. Her father was a herdsman, with several cattle, but not as much as the neighboring Bar-Levi family. They were the wealthy herdsmen of the hamlet of Nazareth, a de fact suburb of the Greek city-state of Sepphoris. Sepphoris was a Greek colony, virtually independent of all outside rule, and it pretty much eclipsed neighboring Nazareth. People from Sepphoris sometimes came through Nazareth, barely concealing their scorn for the locals. Miriam's family basically hoped that her marriage to Joseph Bar-Jacob would enhance their prosperity and status. She was the only child left, since her brother Zadok had been executed as a supporter of Parthia by Herod, the country's ruler. Her burden to preserve the family line and assets was very much increased by that tragic event. Joseph was related to her, which was considered a good thing, not a bad one, unless one was too closely related to one's betrothed, such as a brother or uncle. The Torah made it clear that such people should be stoned to death for close incest. Joseph was exactly as distant a relative as he had to be for their purpose. He was still of the same extended family. When they all sat down to eat, Joseph could not help but notice that Miriam, now 18, was quite lovely, albeit in a rustic way. She had an earthy, olive complexion, smooth skin, very cute lips and plenty of dark, almost black hair. Part of him wished that they were already wed. Joseph was not sure of how Miriam felt about the marriage, but he knew that he was rather pleased at the choice. Did she prefer to find some way of her betrothal, was she resigned to it, or did she get thrilled by it? He was not in love with her, but he liked the idea of Miriam being his wife. She seemed a very pleasant girl. As for Miriam, she was starting to see that Joseph was rather smart, sensible, and not exactly ugly. She knew that he was somewhat well-off, and that certainly impressed her, but she did not know him as a person that well, until this dinner. His face was not beautiful, but he was strong, tall, and sturdy. He had a nice beard, not too bushy, and rather wavy hair, which was quite appealing as well. What's more, he smiled at her frequently, was kind to her, and even seemed to have a sense of humor. Not such a terrible arrangement that her parents had made for her, after all. In fact, for some strange reason, her body was beginning to squirm with the thought of losing her virginity to this masculine fellow. Something about this cousin of hers, this manly carpenter, was making her feel excited. She would have some serious dreams about him tonight! Strange, that morning, he seemed like a future burden, and now, she felt rather thrilled at the idea of marrying him. She might not be in love with the man, but she at least liked and admired him. In fact, she found her hands doing something that she was embarrassed to have known- she was touching herself. Miriam was fondling her womanhood, when suddenly, Rebekah entered. "Miriam! Don't do that to yourself! It's wicked!" Rebekah yelled at her. "But Mother, I'm a virgin, and I feel so excited when I see certain men." "That doesn't excuse self-abuse, Miriam. You're my daughter, and we don't allow that kind of behavior yet. No touching that part of you until you marry Joseph." "But, I was thinking of Joseph!" "Were you? Well, you won't have to think of him in a month, when you marry him. Can't you wait that long?" "In the meantime, how do I handle this desire for him? I need some release!" "No, you just think that you do. Time will make you a satisfied wife. Until then, however, you are not to defile your body that way. It's like violating yourself." With that, Rebekah left a much frustrated Miriam, who didn't understand her mother at all. What was wrong with taking care of her need to climax? Tonight she was getting so wet at the thought of her betrothed, and that should have made her mother happy, but apparently her pleasure didn't matter. Her mother just didn't want her "defiled" or "cheapened". Miriam for once ignored her mother. This time, she was just being unreasonable. Her body cried out for satisfaction, and she was going to have it! Her hand returned to her pussy, and she began to gasp a little, as her breath became a little heavier by the second. A watery fluid was soaking her cunt again, and Miriam knew that she had climaxed. What else was she to do? She was a virgin, and this was her only pleasure. Joseph, however, was not counting on catching his betrothed pleasuring herself. He was innocently walking up to her house the next morning, when he saw her squat behind some bushes. He naturally assumed that it was to relieve her bladder, but then he noticed the moans that had to be from the orgasm of a woman. He had heard them in Sepphoris, the time that he and his friends all visited it, but they had not experienced one there themselves, because it was just too expensive. Instead, they had relied on boys for their pleasure, which were alot cheaper, and did not carry the risk of impregnating a woman. He had come back several times, for different boys, but that youth seemed to actually enjoy what he did, which definitely made the difference. He had swallowed his seed, bent over for him, and offered to let him use him anally. Of course, he never told people in his town about those taboo acts, even if some would wink at them. He had to see his betrothed in her moment of delicious ecstasy. He was certainly not going to interrupt it or inform her parents. This would be their secret, which he would keep for his own pleasure. Joseph watched for quite a while, as Miriam's fingers brought her to the point of release repeatedly, and he soon found his own fingers wandering. They went under his robe, stroking his penis for several minutes, and making him rather hard indeed. This continued for nearly half an hour, and then Joseph found himself ejaculating. He then realized that he had to urinate, and he started to do so, when he heard Miriam gasp. "Joseph?" "Miriam?" "Joseph, you didn't see anything, did you, my dear cousin?" "Perhaps." "Oh, well, please do not tell my mother." "Why would I tell her? I want you to do that. I want you to have pleasure." "You don't think that it's wrong?" "Where in the Torah is masturbation condemned, Miriam? Cite a passage, if you can." "I can't." "Exactly. Moses was no fool. He knew better than to condemn that." "So, I can trust you not to reveal my actions?" "If you won't reveal mine." "I swear it, dear Joseph. I will keep it as a secret, which we will carry into our marriage." "We will not interfere with our sons and daughters doing that to themselves when they're old enough either, will we?" "No, dear cousin, we will understand it." "Then, you will not mind if I touch you that way, in the future, will you?" "Of course not, Joseph. Can I touch you like that?" "Certainly. I would love that, my dear Miriam." "Joseph, I think that I am starting to fall in love with you." "I am falling for you, as well, my dear." "This will be a great marriage, then." "Even better than our parents wish." They both laughed at that, as they resume masturbating, now with each other's full knowledge. It was another week before Joseph's carpentry business allowed him enough time to visit his sweet betrothed again. However, he was still thinking of his dear Miriam as he worked, and he hoped that he would see her as soon as he arrived at her house. Instead, he ran into Rebekah, Miriam's prudish mother. "Joseph, it is so surprising to see you here again! It has only been a week since the last visit. Are you getting impatient to see Miriam, my dear cousin?" "You caught me, cousin. I am very fond of her these days, so I did hope to meet her." "Good for you, but remember that there should not be any physical contact with her until the wedding. It spoils the wedding night." Yeah right, Joseph thought. Nothing could "spoil" the wedding night more than a sad surprise, and "physical contact" might just prevent that. Joseph was not sure of how much initimacy he had in mind before his nuptials, but he felt that as the bridegroom, that was his perogative. After all, he was only touching what was rightfully his, in the first place. Of course, it would come down to how well he could persuade his sweet Miriam, but he believed that he would succeed in getting what he wanted, since he was not about to harm her, and she seemed to be open to touching in some ways. Perhaps others would be next. As he entered the house, and found Miriam finishing her lunch, he simply sat down at the table next to her, and winked, to see how she would react. If her skin had not been an olive complexion, she would have blushed for sure, as she shyly giggled in response to his flirting. Clearly, Miriam was very pleased with the attention, but she was also new to this kind of thing, unlike the boys he had met in Sepphoris. He would not want to embarrass her too much- she needed to be gradually enlightened. She was still bashful with praise and compliments on her beauty and charm. He decided upon something that would be another secret between them, since it was the technique that worked so far with her. Mischief seemed to be the way to seduce her, and he had to admit to himself that he was trying to do that. Seducing one's own betrothed, he thought, how simple and yet how incredibly difficult it was to attempt. Joseph slowly extended his left hand and ran it briefly along the palm of Miriam's right one. She grinned in impish pleasure, and returned the favor. Emboldened, Joseph then lowered his hand to her thigh, which was covered by her dress, but still sensitive to being touched. She snickered again, and, since her father was still away in the stables, she suddenly brushed her right foot against her betrothed's left. This was rapidly becoming a game of upping the proverbial anti- raising the stakes. Joseph took it another step forward, lightly caressing Miriam's neck and right shoulder with his fingers. She shivered, then made a clear move to indicate her growing enjoyment of this frolic. She gently fondled the head of his penis from the outside of his tunic. Some of Joseph's relatives and neighbors would have been stunned by this sort of blatant foreplay, but this was another indicator to him that his strategy of releasing her from the constraints that inhibited them from fully expressing their passion was close to success. Who knew what might follow this major breakthrough? Miriam then broke his train of thought by getting up, and heading toward her bedchamber. "Miriam, what are you doing, dear?" "Going to my room, where, if you decide to join me, we can act on that plan of fondling each other's genitals." He was not about to refuse that invitation, and so he joined her eagerly, letting her lift his tunic, to view his private parts and touch them for a second. Somehow, Miriam found herself becoming soaked by the sensation of his smooth penis, especially the way that the circumcised head felt in her hand, so sleek against her fingers. Her manual attentions were also affecting Joseph, as he became stiffer by the moment. He even started to groan, which was a new sound to Miriam, but oddly, a pleasant one. Her fingers then worked themselves up toward the base of his phallus, making him even harder, and when she reached his testicles, he was fully erect. She had successfully masturbated her betrothed for the first time- she had given him a hand job. Joseph found himself determined to reward her for this effort, so, as he could take care of himself from there, he pointed to the bed, indicating to her that she should lie down on it, and then he hiked up her dress, finding her bare underneath it, and quite smooth. "Where is your hair?" Joseph asked in shock. Only the whores of Sepphoris had ever shaved their cunts, as far as he knew. Miriam giggled. "I took a razor yesterday and removed it, so as to impress you. I thought that this was something that would feel good to you, as it has felt good to me whenever I have tried it. It just feels very smooth, doesn't it?" Joseph knew that it did, and suddenly, he was entertaining a few thoughts of entering her right then, but some part of his mind warned him that she was still in the process of breaking free, and not fully delivered from her inhibitions, so that would have to wait for a month or so, as he had suspected. His hands would have to do for now, and he used them to his greatest effect, lovingly massagining her labia with his fingertips, and then his full fingers, even to the point of inserting his thumb between her lips, as an initial probe of her sex. He kept casually stroking and tickling her womanhood, including her clitoris, as she began to moan with delight. Her moans were soon joined by sighs, as she continued to respond to his "work", feeling her vagina release its lubricating juices. He noted the slippery pussy that she now had, and used it to stick yet another finger, his pinky, into her genitalia. She gasped for a minute, and then suddenly joined him in fondling his manhood, as he pleased her sex. The pair began to cooperate completely in feeling each other's genitals, focusing one minute on hers, the next on his, in rotation, for several more minutes, until they both grunted, and came at close to the same time. Their simultaneous orgasm having exhausted them, they lay back and relaxed for a moment. When she was rested enough, Miriam then made her boldest move. She rolled on top on Joseph, planted her lips on his, and began kissing him hungrily on the mouth. He passionately reciprocated, even adding his tongue, which she found delectable, and they lip-locked, twisting their tongues together. Joseph knew it now: this was not just about seduction. The girl loved him, and he now understood to his surprise that he loved her. He had to seduce her now, because he had to enjoy his lover at least once in his life, in case of a tragedy. There was no more time to waste. "Miriam, I want to make love to you- to deflower you. Are you prepared to lose your virginity?" Miriam did not even hesitate. "Yes, Joseph, my dear cousin, I want to have you before it's too late." They had to wait a few more hours, until that night, but, when their father and mother were both elsewhere, Miriam decided to sneak into the special guest bedchamber they had given Joseph for the night. "Joseph, it's Miriam! Let's go ahead, and consummate our marriage early, like you wanted." Joseph looked up to see his lovely betrothed, with her beautiful dark skin looking so soft and feminine. She seemed such a contrast to the pale boys of Sepphoris- sensual in a different, more sentimental, more Hebrew way than those Greek youths. "Oh, my lovely bride, this is the right time! There is no reason to deprive ourselves of the act of love and pleasure, and be miserable until our wedding night! Let's not take the chance that we might never get to enjoy each other." Joseph lifted her dress, yet again, and began to sample her womanly place- that beautiful, but as yet untouched, part of her. His lips planted a sweet, loving kiss on her labia, and then his tongue inserted itself into her sex. He began to lick the insides of her vagina, and then move outside, to taste that as well. He even nibbled a bit on her pussy. The next step, however, was the real trick. His tongue lifted and commence a sucking of her clitoris, which began to cause her juices to soak her cunt. He noticed that she was squirming, and her body seemed feverish, as if she were shaken or ill. Instead, of course, as he knew, she was wet- she was stimulated, aroused. Joseph's mouth kept sucking on her clitoris for a while longer, until she simply could not tolerate this tantalizing anymore. She wanted him to deflower her, now! "Joseph, take my virginity! Make love to me, dear betrothed, please!" He eased his dick into her sex, and started steadily pumping in and out of her, in a number of strokes. His growing hard-on, and her increasing wetness, made both of them wonder how long each of them could last without a release. It would have to come soon for both of them, especially for her, as she was already quite excited. "Miriam, I'm not sure how much more time I have before releasing my seed in you. I have to break your hymen first, okay?" "You want me to slow down the bucking of my hips, to help you control it?" "Yes, exactly." She did as he directed, and he regained some control. Still, her virgin sex was extremely tight, so it would take more effort not to cum too soon. He continued his thrusts, until, finally, he penetrated her barrier. It was broken. She was no longer a maiden, and she had the blood to prove it. Now, naturally, they could both cum, which was just as well, since she was also having trouble restraining herself. This was the most enjoyable thing she had ever known. She could not understand other women's fear of it. Then again, other grooms were less considerate of the woman's need to be lubricated by vaginal juices. In any case, they both came quickly after the hymen broke. As Joseph, panting, shot his sperm into Miriam, she moaned her climax, breathing quite heavily indeed, until they both collapsed from fatigue. "Thank you, Joseph, that was very pleasant. You were very loving about it." "You're welcome, my dear Miriam. You still have to learn about a few more things, such as sucking a man's phallus, but we will progress to that in time." "Do you swear?" "Yes, I swear it." "Good. I swear that I will try to listen and learn, as well, since you know more than I do about it." "That's good. Now, let's rest a bit, before you have to return to your room. You don't want to be caught by your parents." Heavenly Night Ch. 02 Joseph had to leave Miriam's house soon after their passionate night. He headed back to Sepphoris on business for his firm. He was convinced that his betrothed, given her background, would be faithful to him in his absence. Given that probability, his own sense of fairness forbade him to use the youths of Sepphoris as he had in the past. As for Miriam, she was quite pleased to have lost her virginity, but she was also rather worried about it. All well and good for Joseph to claim that her cherry was his to take when he pleased, but she had to face the risk of being accused of "whoring in her father's house" and getting stoned to death for it. There was no guarantee that they would assume that Joseph had broken her hymen. There was only one thing to do: convince Joseph to play a ruse on her parents. They had to find a way to ensure that there would be blood on her sheets when it was required as "proof" of her supposed chastity. Could she persuade him, she wondered. It would mean that one or both of them would have to cut themselves and spill their blood on the sheets, but just enough to pass for the result of consummation. Two weeks later, another problem occurred to her. Her monthly period had not happened on schedule. There was no mistake in Miriam's mind for what that meant. She carried a child in her womb. It was undoubtedly Joseph's child. Then again, this might be the best thing for all concerned. Joseph might want to ensure that his child's mother did not get executed for "playing the harlot" during her betrothal. He might go along with her plan. Meanwhile, the thought of what to do about Miriam had occurred to Joseph. He was, unknowingly, thinking along the same lines as his betrothed. He knew very well that he had to make it appear to hiss that their precious daughter had lost her "innocence" on her wedding night. The best way was to cut himself. He would take on the duty, as he didn't want to inflict that pain on her. She was softer, had beauty that he didn't wish to harm, and had already suffered pain during her actual deflowering as it was. When Joseph returned to Nazareth two days later, he was greeted by a rather anxious Miriam. She clearly had some secret that she hid from her parents, but was eager to tell him. As soon as he got some privacy, he confronted her about it. "What's wrong, my love? Something is obviously bothering you, so tell me what it is," he demanded. "Joseph, I carry your child! I know this because I have not bled as women do every month at my age. What shall I do?" she asked him desperately. "It's very simple, Miriam. I'll cut myself and make it appear that you bled on your wedding night. That way, your parents will assume that you were a virgin until our wedding. Calm down, my dear cousin," Joseph encouraged her. Miriam relaxed a bit, but remained somewhat concerned. She just hoped that her parents were not too picky about the number of months between consummation and birth. If they were, both she and Joseph would have to explain a lot to her parents just to keep them from stoning her and even then they would be upset with her. A week later, the wedding feast began, with everyone from the family gathering in Nazareth to celebrate their nuptials. Joseph's parents and siblings were there as well. Plenty of watered wine was drunk, much food was consumed, and there was even some entertainment in the form of musicians, which Joseph's prosperous family had hired for the occasion. Benjamin, Miriam's father, approached Joseph at the end of the feast and embraced him, saying, "Good cousin, thank you for marrying my daughter. I wish that I had a better dowry to give you, but I appreciate that you would take a bride as poor as Miriam. Rebekah and I have always feared that she would not able to get a husband as worthy as you. She's a wonderful girl, despite her faults, and I'm pleased that you can see that instead of dwelling on her poverty." "It is my pleasure, cousin, and I agree with you that she deserves a fine husband. I will make sure to be such a man," he reassured his father. "It is a great man who sees more virtues than just wealth," a voice spoke behind them. It was Rebekah, Miriam's mother. She was standing with her daughter, the bride herself. "Thank you, cousin. I take it that you are now ready to give your child into my hand," he probed. "Naturally, cousin. However, be gentle with our daughter. A husband is a master, so be a kind master to our Miriam. She will serve you well," Rebekah urged him. "I promise you, cousins, that I will treat your daughter well. You need not worry on that point," he declared. When they smiled and formally handed Miriam over to his custody, Joseph returned the smile and led her to his house. They were both completely quiet until they entered the house, but once they were free from eavesdroppers, they looked at each other and laughed. "Well, my dear wife, are you ready to be deflowered?" he teased his bride. "Yes, of course, my lord! After all, obedience is my duty, is it not?" she joked back at him. "Well, your first duty is to hand me a knife, so that I can use it for something that desperately needs to be done," Joseph instructed her. Miriam grinned and gave him the knife that he had kept beneath his blanket. He cut a gash in his left palm as she removed her dress and gave him the proper cloth for "her" blood. He let his own crimson fluid soak the garment. The fraud was ready. It was just a question of convincing their parents now. "Kneel," Joseph commanded Miriam after he had disrobed. "Yes, my dear husband," Miriam obeyed. Joseph then put his cock up to her lips. "Open your mouth, my love," he told her. She complied and began to taste a man's dick for the first time. It was actually quite pleasant to her tongue, so she decided that this would be another wifely job that she would enjoy. "Suck me," he ordered her. Miriam understood that directive very well and started to suck his cock. She licked it as well. The sensation of having a man's genitals in her own mouth, with its veins and soft flesh, appealed greatly to her. The head of his circumcised manhood particularly pleased her taste buds. While she was not experienced at all in fellatio, the bride's eagerness helped her performance considerably. Her enthusiastic attitude was quite a turn-on for the carpenter. She even began to lick his balls on an impulse and found that he reacted well to that stimulus too. Joseph did not want to waste his seed on his first night as Miriam's husband, so he gestured for her to let go of his cock. She reluctantly agreed and lay on the bed, spreading her legs wide apart for him. She knew what he wanted to do with her, as he had done it before. "That's good, Miriam. Now, play with yourself for a bit to prepare your sex for me," he guided her. She followed his direction and started to slide her own fingers in and out of her opening. She clearly wanted to keep him interested and erect long enough to enter her. As she became wet, she instinctively lifted her legs to invite him to take what was rightfully his. Joseph knew that he wanted to empty his seed into her womb, even though he knew that he had already impregnated Miriam. He also knew that he wanted to use another part of her body, but he wasn't sure that she could ever be persuaded to let him have that. Perhaps, if he got her excited enough, she would completely obey her husband and give him what few wives did. In any case, he slid his cock into her youthful pussy, once more consummating his marriage. As she had not felt him inside her for three weeks, she was still rather tight indeed. Even so, she was feeling more pleasure than pain as he filled her with his dick. Miriam wondered if her mother had felt this when her father had taken her. She doubted it, as Rebekah seemed to think of coitus as a marital obligation, not a pleasurable act. She gave every indication of deeming it only a man's choice of recreation. The wife was just supposed to tolerate as well as she could. This was something that made no sense to Miriam. The act described by her mother and the one in which she was participating now did not seem like they could POSSIBLY be the same exercise! How could anyone resent this kind of pleasure? The only explanation that worked for the wife presently getting her brains fucked out was that her mother had been somehow deprived of the full benefits of copulation. What a tragedy, she thought. Joseph did not relent. He kept pounding his bride eagerly, taking full advantage of her evident delight to feel the warmth and wetness of her cunt. He was already aroused from being sucked off by this young peasant girl and now her tight pussy was milking his cock. He would not be able to hold out as long as he had hoped. He blamed his miscalculation on the fact that he was more turned-on than he had been the last time due to the fellatio earlier. That did not mean that he regretted it, though. He was entitled to receive oral attention as well as give it, being the husband and master. "Miriam, dear, I'm going to release my seed in you now!" he warned her. That information encouraged Miriam to deliberately milk him. She wanted him to spill his manly juice inside of her cunt. She remembered how wonderful it felt from when she had lost her cherry and she wanted more of the same for sure. After a few more seconds, the process that had begun minutes before finished itself, with Joseph shooting his load into Miriam's womb. He felt significant relief, but her tightness kept stimulating him, keeping him semi-hard. He decided that now was the moment of his best opportunity. If he wanted to introduce her to buggery, this would be the right time to do it. He began by staying inside her pussy for several moments, wanting to relax her by making her climax. That would put her in the perfect frame of mind for his plan. "Are you trying to bring me relief, Joseph? Is that why you are still in my womb?" Miriam asked curiously. "Yes, my dear Miriam! That is exactly why I have not pulled out of you!" he replied. "Well, it's about to work! Oh, thank you, Joseph!" she exclaimed as her pleasure took control of her. For the 3rd time since she had been with her husband, she came, soaking his dick with her juices. Her sweat was also dripping onto the bed sheets as she lay upon the bed, but she sensed that he was not done with her just yet. "What else shall I do for you, my lord?" she asked with some feeling of anxiety as he withdrew from her pussy. "Turn over on the bed and grab your buttocks. I am about to teach you something that your parents would no doubt condemn, but which will please me very much," Joseph announced. "Will it hurt me?" Miriam inquired. "A little at first, but I will try to make the pleasure worth it," he responded. This reassured Miriam somewhat, so she once again did as Joseph asked of her. He had not harmed her yet, so she had every reason to trust him. Joseph took some advice that he had gotten in the baths of Sepphoris, picked up some olive oil, and applied it to Miriam's backside as a means of lubrication. He also put some of it on his cock, mounted his bride, and entered her bottom. Miriam winced from the initial pain and shock of being buggered, which she had not expected from Joseph. She had heard of this act only as something that Greeks did and was frowned upon by the scribes and Pharisees. She did not think that Joseph would want to practice it on her. Besides, she always associated it with homosexuality, not proper, Jewish marital intercourse. How did he learn to engage in this bizarre practice? Was it from his travels to Sepphoris? In any case, he seemed expert enough at it to know how to give her time to take it in (pun intended). She actually began to ENJOY having her arse used like it was a Greek youth's. This was what Joseph had told her and accepting it was her final test. Keeping his word was his moment of truth. They had both fully earned each other's trust. Not accustomed to having her bottom used in that way, Miriam was nonetheless beginning to love the new experience. It was surprisingly sensual and pleasurable. Something about being thoroughly controlled, pinned, penetrated, filled, and taken by her husband was the most intimate, delightfully submissive feeling that she had ever known. She was completely Joseph's now, without any reservations. Every part of her body was available to him from that night onward. For a simple girl from Nazareth, this new sensation was too much to register for long without climaxing all over again. Even Joseph was taken aback by her stunningly positive reaction to the act of sodomy. He smiled to himself, knowing that she would never resent his advances during their marriage. He would be enjoying her in every way for the rest of their lives. If Miriam's cunt was tight, warm, and wet, her arse was hot and even tighter. The incredibly sensual experience of buggering his young wife and feeling her orgasm from it made Joseph completely stiff once more. It wouldn't be long before he filled her sphincter with his seed. "Miriam, it's happening again! I'm about to cum!" he shouted, then released his creamy fluid into her bum. Totally exhausted, Joseph slumped over Miriam on the bed and his softening dick slipped out of her arsehole. They snuggled together that night, fully getting to enjoy each other's arms for a change. There was no stress, no hurry, and no danger of being caught. They could sleep soundly and they did. The "evidence" of Miriam's "deflowering" was taken at face value, just as they planned. When, about 8 months later, a boy was born, no taint of bastardy was applied to him by any suspicious neighbors or relatives. He was circumcised and accepted as the proper issue of Joseph and Miriam, born into wedlock as prescribed by the Torah. "What shall we call him, husband?" Miriam asked him as she rested on the bed, with the midwives being absent to give the couple some requested time alone. "Benjamin?" Joseph tentatively suggested. He had still not decided yet on a name. Miriam surprised him by countering with a suggestion of her own. In her mind, the child's birth had guaranteed that Joseph was in the same boat as herself. While she doubted that a man like him would cowardly deny his paternity and denounce her as a strumpet, she liked the feeling of being sure that he couldn't go back on his word. There was only kind of name for the fortunate advent of a child to her. "How about Joshua? It just sounds better," the normally submissive wife lied. "Sure, why not?" Joseph agreed, relieved that his own internal debate over the name between his father's name and her father's could be settled with a neutral choice. They both grinned with happiness, albeit for slightly different reasons. He was out of his familial dilemma and she was grateful that she had been guaranteed a future by this child's birth. The newborn seemed less happy, due to his recent circumcision, but he smiled upon hearing his new name. He was just glad to be called something by his parents. Joshua Bar-Joseph had no idea that he was going to be famous and neither did his proud parents. His mind was on his empty stomach, which he started crying to get filled. "Okay, let's feed you," Miriam said, exasperated, as she put him to her breast. She was profoundly glad that all she had to worry about taking care of a child, not defending her reputation and life. Joseph kissed her, looked at her, and sensed her thoughts. He agreed with her attitude. Things had turned out well and the future would be a happy, if not perfect one.