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Anna and Elizabeth Ch. 02

By: Solrac



"Anna, I fear you may overhear something of my behavior, my wickedness of that evening. I will try to explain my feelings, my seemingly depraved behavior. I pray you might have understanding for me. Oh my Anna, things did go so terribly wrong didn't they."

Eyes downcast Anna's whisper barely audible, "Yes, yes they did and I know not how to ever forgive myself or the depraved evil of pleasure loosed within me."

"Oh Anna. You did nothing wrong. Your feelings were not wrong, just buried and bound so tightly inside. The strong drink, without that, you may never... I shall tell you of me, what I have hidden away for so long." 

"Anna, Jimmy is not Sam's son. You cannot breathe a word. Promise me, please."

"Oh my dear Elizabeth, I would have never known. No, no. No one shall ever know from my lips. But how could this be?"

"Please, let me get this out. Bear with my poor narration or I shall never finish."

Just before I was wed to Sam. I met a boy. It was at the prayer meeting. I would have frightful, or perhaps delightful little tingles all over whenever I was close to him. I knew he liked me by how he kept looking at me. I would smile demurely. I wished for his attention, yet respectfully of course. I put off his more ardent attentions carefully, knowing the narrow line I tread, for I wished not to lose him.

His was a good name. Jacob. I would often meet him after benediction in a small grove behind the tent and allow him kisses. Oh I should have known then for he could leave me breathless and the rest of the evening with such vitiated thoughts as I lie beneath my covers.

He was the Liveryman's son and one evening he coaxed me to the barn and to the loft. He kissed me. I was dizzy with love, oh I loved him so with all my heart. His fingers loosed my loops and he pushed my dress from my shoulders. He bared my breasts and when he kissed my nipples I thought I should swoon from the warm tingling. I could scarce breathe. My skin became so warm as I was flushed with a desire like I had never known.

I don't believe I even realized as my clothes slipped to the straw. His kisses were everywhere burning me, making my senses ache with need. He touched me where no fingers ever caressed but mine own. He found what no fingers but mine have ever known, my desires, for I was terribly wet with my need. His touch, the caress of his fingertips on the soft swells of me made me shake inside.

I don't know that he pulled me to my sweet fate or that I collapsed. Yet I was looking up into his dark eyes. He pulled my hand to him. The warm hardness seared the length of my palm as I held him. I knew, somehow, oh I knew what to do. My hand tightened and I began to move it back and forth the length of the hard shaft feeling his warm wetness slipping over my wrist, my fingertips. When he moved over me, again I knew, as I lead the warm hardness overflowing my hand to the hunger that had such great need of fulfillment, and now demanded that I sate her desires. Yet I had a fear of, aghast at how he filled my hand for I had no knowledge of what I should expect.

There was little distress from my years of riding, yet had there been I don't know that I would have felt it. His lips touched mine and my fingertips pressed his hardness against me, guiding him to my aching desire. I gasped as he pushed inside me. He thrust against me quickly as I took him deeply. I whispered so many sweet words of love against his lips.

All too soon I felt him spill inside me, yet I was so close, so very close... to something, to a feeling.

The next time, after the meeting we rushed quickly, directly to our nest. I wanted him. I wanted that thing I had missed. He took me, yet it was I that took him. I savored the feeling of his hardness inside me. My breasts, so sensitive, burned with his kisses as his lips caressed my nipples. The feeling as he moved against my skin, his kisses on my cheeks, my eyes, the tip of my nose made my hips move, lift with an aching need. Yet, this time as I felt him spill his warm wetness inside me, I felt a warm tingling, a rushing warmth flow over my body burning me, making me shudder inside. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move as I felt myself clenching tightly over and over against the length of him. I had an incredible need for him to be deeper, so much so, to become a part of me. 

I swooned, oh I swooned. It was like nothing I had ever felt. My heart pounded and I gasped for the return of my senses.

Foolish girl that I was, I became pregnant. He shamed me refusing his duty, my love. How was I to know. I loved Jacob with all my being. I was overwrought with despair. I couldn't tell anyone. I was so scared. And there was Samuel. I knew he liked me and spoke of me. I knew he was a good person so I lead him into marriage to protect myself and my baby, Jimmy.

Sam never knew, still doesn't. Yet even now he thinks Jimmy is his. And that is the way it must always be. I shall always be with and care for Sam for I owe him our lives. Yet, Sam is not a lover and I have been left with the desires Jacob so deftly stirred. I shamefully admit some adventurous interest when you came to me with their plan for our sons.

"You must believe me Anna, I had no idea. We planned so carefully. I didn't know, could not have imagined we would be with... you with your Tommy and I with my Jimmy."

"Perhaps you have some small insight into the reason for my wickedness of that night. Pray let me continue this narration lest I falter."

When Tom pulled me from Tommy and pushed me into my Jimmy's hands, I could scarcely breathe for my distress. The terror in your eyes as your Tommy pulled you away only reflected the terror in my heart as I knew what was to be. Unwittingly by our folly our own sons were to have us.

I fell to the coverlit... what was I to do? I thought perhaps, I chose to close my eyes, my senses, to hope for a quick coupling, for him to finish with me and for our escape. Yet, the errs of my foolishness were not to end. 

He kissed me, his lips at my throat, his warm breath between my breasts. I had such fear that he would discover me. My heart pounded so that I thought it should burst. He had quickly kicked out of his denims. Then so quickly he bared me his lips at my nipple. I looked away, not wishing to witness. But, he lingered... caressing, one then the other. A slow warming, in soft waves spread across my skin. I... I looked down at him... and my hand touched his hair. My Jimmy. He is my sweet Jimmy.

His lips were tormenting me, my nipples were burning. How could he know to do this, yet was it him, or my own quelled passions? From one to the other, his lips pulling, his tongue teasing as I gasped with desire, yet trying to smother my need. I found my fingers had left his locks and were pushing my breasts upward, my nipples each pleading for the warmth, the torture of his lips. I ached for the little paths he was tracing around them with the tip of his tongue, his teeth nipping the swollen tips. My skin tingled with warm bumps to the tips of my toes.

He paused, and my cheek turned to the side trying to recapture my composure, my breath. Yet... with no sense of shame my hips readily lifted for him as he pulled away my underthings. Dare I even try to say it was for hope of a quick end? His hand touched me discovering me sodden, for my desires had most surely betrayed me.

"Oh Anna, shall I continue, for what follows is most shameful and I wish not for the loss of you or for you to be discomfited."

Anna clasped her hands tightly within hers, "Yes, yes my dear Elizabeth, you must finish, you must not keep this inside you. You are my dearest friend and I know there was no escape from what you had to endure."

As surely had an incubus taken me, when Jimmy touched me there, touched my... my most sensitive lips, I became entranced. My desires opened for him and his fingers slipped easily into my depths. Then he pulled away to push open the warm swells, higher... I was so slippery for him. I gasped as his fingertips touched me, lightly tracing around my most hidden need. I gasped... moaned as he caressed my clit and then slipping back down to move inside me. Over and over he did this as I lay there, I think, dying. My face was burning and my heart pounding. My thighs, my knees shamefully opened for him, pleading for him.

I looked down at him as he looked up, and it was my Jacob, my lost Jacob, my desire. I reached for him, taking him in my hand. It was as so long ago. The burning hardness filled my hand and I could scarcely take my eyes from it as my hand slipped back and forth. He was so beautiful, my Jimmy, my Jacob. I was bewitched. I pushed him down and took him in both hands. Over and over I slipped my hands up and down the hardness, so warm, the little drops I coaxed from him so slippery in my palms. 

I could not stop, and I am so shamed, I leaned forth to kiss the tip of his desire. To coat my lips with his need, to hug the warm shaft against my cheek. He was so very hard, so much in need of me. As I pulled away I caressed the length of him with my lips slowly, thinking I should never reach the tip, but once there kissed it lightly. He lifted his hips suddenly and pushed it inside my mouth. Oh my God, I didn't know what I should do, yet, my instincts delivered me and my hands began to move up and down the length of him as I used my tongue to caress the warm roundness I held within my lips. I never wanted to stop, for it to end. I wished to enslave him there within my lips. His hips thrust higher and I squeezed tightly moving my hands faster. I... yes I wanted to please him, no me, please me? I just don't know. To have him fill me, to drink in his being... to savor his need.

I shamelessly wailed my hunger as he pulled away from me, as he pushed me to my knees. Yet as the tears of my longing wetted my cheeks he threw my skirt over my back and moved behind me. Oh my God I was horrified, he was to take me as any animal. I could feel him brushing his burning hardness over my bareness, pressing it against me. I gasped as he began to enter me, his hands moving to my hips. But for the witching of the incubus flooding me with the wetness of desire I believe he would but have torn me asunder.

I have never known such fullness. I could only hold myself up as possible with weakening arms as he pushed completely inside me. And then it began. My arms collapsed as I swooned and fell to the covers. I cannot describe the feeling as over and over he thrust his way into me. I only know that soon my back was arched and my knees had moved far apart wanting him deeper, wanting him as he was taking me, as a beast. To be ravished, yes I was as a treasure he was plundering. The moans of pleasure, my soft cries surely nothing he would have known of me, his Mother.

I couldn't keep up, he was moving too quickly, I could only hold still for him as he took me, as his hips pounded against me, his hardness thrusting inside me. My body trembled as his need ravished me. My breasts burned with desire, my skin feverish as he I felt his fingertips tightening, hurting, oh such sweet hurt. I knew... as the guttural cry of his need took him and I felt him spilling himself into me. My Jimmy, my sweet Jimmy... and as so long ago again I felt that warm tingling, so hot... pouring over me in waves such that I would have collapsed had his... had he not held me up. I was shaking and crying as wild as the ruttish animal I had become for him. And then I fell to the covers, my heart aching for what I know I shall never have.

"Anna, I lay there and heard angry voices, angry that you had left. Footsteps came to me. They took me, as my Jimmy. Two in turn. Oh Anna, my heart could not endure, but my desires were awakened and I wanted them, oh mercy my God I wanted them as they took me. I fought them, but not with fists or teeth, but with my tears of hunger. With my hips I took them. I feared that I could not get enough and even though they were not as sweet as my Jimmy, I could not deny my need."

"I lay there as they went in to drink and then slipped out. I took your ruffles that were upon the floor as I left. And now I am here."

She looked up into Anna's eyes, "Please forgive me Anna, my weakness, I was so... so wanton, I need someone to forgive me."

"Oh Elizabeth I shall forgive you if you will but forgive me, for I think that I cannot get up for the weakness even now in my knees from your experience. I wish for the courage to do, to feel as you did. I wish for your desires, yet I cannot bring myself, allow myself... I know not where I would in any way."

"No Anna, hold to your innocence. Hold tightly. We did what we must, we tried. Pray hope this is to be the end of it." 

Elizabeth reached over and hugged Anna tightly, "I must go, I have supper to fix and I have taken your time."

As they stepped outside and walked to the pathway along the dusty street Elizabeth stopped clutching Anna's arm to her.

"Look Anna, there, getting down from that surrey. It's the lady I spoke with at Carsonville. You know, she has the girls. She's coming toward us. What could she wish with us?"

"Hello ladies. I believe I've met you, Elizabeth isn't it? And this lovely lady must be... well, no matter. She certainly fits the description."

They stepped back, Elizabeth asking, "What do you want, why are you here? I think you should leave immediately. We have no wish to speak with you or be seen with you."

"Ahhhh yes, well my dears, be that as it may, it seems you shall have no say in the matter. There has been a request. A request, payment made and payment accepted for a certain tall well shaped beauty. The same which I, provided before? And on a second thought it was requested that the pretty little bitch, I believe that is what she was refered as, also be in attendance. Something owed I believe they said."

"I think you should leave us as we have no idea what you speak of."

"Oh but I believe you do. You were the one demanding I keep the previous payment and keep my girls away from a couple young men? I believe you were the indignant mother? Yet it seems, there were two young men, and two lovely ladies attended in disguise? And one of which was in a terrible hurry to leave? Oh would I have loved to have been there to watch how you two managed."

Elizabeth grasped Anna's hand pulling her away, "If you don't mind, you'll excuse us as we have things to attend to."

"Oh yes, yes you do have things to attend to. A little social gathering. A few of your... friends, they wish another go at you. They paid quite well. I could use you two in spite of... your age."

Anna stared in horror as Elizabeth stepped forward, "Listen, you leave us, leave us now. We won't be attending anything for you."

Spinning her parasol as she turned toward her buggy she laughed, "I came to make it easy for you, to help you and to satisfy my curiosity as to the other lovely lady in question. I knew in an instant from the street it was you two. So, as you wish. When no one arrives they will come looking for me. I can easily prove none of my girls were there. And, I suspect I can easily convince them who the ladies in question were, so good day to you. If you change your mind, you shall have to come to me."

Anna and Elizabeth stood watching the horse slowly turn and pull the surrey away.

Anna turned crying in near panic, "What are we going to do, Elizabeth, please, what are we going to do?"

"I don't know Anna, I don't know. What can we do? Perhaps if we go to her, plead with her. She might send someone else? If we paid her? I have a little sewing money hidden away. I will go to her, tomorrow. I have reason for the ride there to look at stock for the store. Will you go with me? Please Anna, come with me?"

"Yes, I will. I will go with you. We have to do something to stop this." 

Quickly finishing their morning work, they met at Sam's General Store for the trip. It was a quiet ride as there was little either could think of to say. They pulled the wagon over near the Carsonville bank where they slowly made their way looking into the shop windows and then furtively slipping into the doorway of the housing that Elizabeth once stepped into before. Their eyes wide adjusting to the darkness of the room they walked over to what appeared a counter of sorts. There was a young girl sitting there eyeing them questioningly.

"Yes? May I help you ladies?"

"Yes, we wish to see... to see...."

"Miss Marie-Louise, the Madam, yes of course, I will go tell her you are here."

Anna and Elizabeth looked around at the ornately finished room filled with comfortable looking Queen Anne chairs and settees. There was a beautiful stained staircase curving to the upper level.

"Well, look what we have here."

Startled, the two quickly turned to see the Madam behind them.

"A lovely place isn't it? Looking for a position perhaps? I must say business is quite good. We may have an opening for a couple eager performers, though you may be a bit old. On occasion though we get a client looking for his... Mother."

Blushing Elizabeth quickly replied, "Certainly not. We came to ask that you send two of your... employees to the gathering you mentioned previously. We are prepared to pay you, though we haven't a lot."

Smiling, Marie-Louise turned away to pour a glass of wine. As she twirled it watching the color swirl she looked back at them over the rim. 

"Keep your money, I'll not accept your money. You two fine ladies treated me like vermin yesterday when I had come to help you. Like something left in your yard during the night. No, I don't want your money. No, no... oh you shall attend oh you shall. And I will also be there... to make sure my two girls please the clientèle. I do have a reputation to uphold. And you two are going to uphold it. Perhaps you would like to stay awhile for some instruction for I doubt that the things required of my girls, are practiced in the darkness of your... boudoir."

"NO... No you can't, you can't do this. We will pay you, just tell us what you wish. Here, we have the money. Please take it."

"No, I have already been paid quite well. I think I know what happened that night though I would love to know just how it came about, to have seen your faces. And for what you did that evening, there is no telling what they would do to you should they find out. Oh you will be there and I to watch over you and your performance. And Saturday you will be here. Here in this room before dark. If you are not, then not long after dark, or perhaps morning if I feel merciful... they will come looking for you, you with your noble God fearing chins so high."

"Now ladies, you might wish to leave as some gentlemen will be arriving soon. Should they see you and make their desires known for a slightly older woman... well, that is a beautiful staircase is it not?"

Anna and Elizabeth Ch. 03



Sam, Tom and the boys had hitched their gear and rifles onto the tack and were off to go hunting in the hills west of town. No less an untruth than Anna and Elizabeth's tale of sitting with an ill spinster schoolmarm, perhaps even for the night. The two now sat miserably across from each other.

"How did it all come to this," Anna asked as tears slipped over her rounded cheeks to the soft line of her chin. "What are we to do?"

"Anna I don't know," Elizabeth whispered, her head resting in her palms. "Have we a choice? Can we do anything other than what she insists? We have our things. The evenings getting on and you remember she insisted we be there early. I shall beg of her that no one is to find us out."

"Will they make us be with Tommy and Jimmy again?"

"Anna, my dear Anna you know that they will. Though I'm sure Jimmy will choose you this time and I will be with your Tommy. After that, I don't know. I fear it will be more than the one."

"Elizabeth. I cannot, I simply can't. We cannot... do that, again. I cannot allow my son..."

"What would you have us do Anna? Be found out? For Tommy to know that he pleasured himself with his Mother? For Jimmy to know that he was with me? That he took his Mother on all fours like... like, an animal, a beast? You think they did not know of the way our... that we were... Did Tommy have to force himself into you? Did he? Did he hurt you, were you not ready for him? Here, take your things. We must go."

"Please, don't scold me such, I know, I know my shame. He went into me as easily as I thread my needle. I don't understand, how I could have been, that way. Elizabeth, please, could we have a drink, the bourbon that we had? I must have something or I fear I shall be sick."

"Of course, yes how could I have forgotten. I just can't think right now. I dare say I shall take a much greater portion than before. And you certainly will too."

Though the drink had yet to unsteady their walk Anna clung tightly to Elizabeth's arm. The wagon left for Carsonville and the fate that lay before them. Elizabeth snapped the reins and the horse quickened it's gait.

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"Well, what have we here?" Miss Marie Louise smiled from the polished table at the entryway. "A couple new girls. Come on ladies, come this way to your room. I have a room for you to change in and keep your things. Come now, up the grand staircase girls. Be quick."

They hurried up the ornate stairs into a large well lit hall with a small sitting room and settees at the end. Another staircase there lead down to the saloon next door. Miss Marie opened one of the hallway doors and ushered them into a bedroom furnished surprisingly nice.

"This is your room. No other girls may come in here except you two, or myself. No men are allowed in here but for those you or I invite. You can keep your things in the shifrobe. I have things for you to wear."

"We have brought our own things thank you. And this is not "our room". Now one thing, you must not allow anyone to know who we are. We certainly do not work for you. We are simply here due to some misfortune and err that has befallen us. This night is to be the end of it."

"Oh, the little one, Anna, speaks. How nice. Now lets see if she listens. Now sit down, there, on the edge of the bed. Now! You two whores, yes... whores, and I could refer to you as something worse... you are two whores who tonight are most certainly in my employ for I have accepted payment for your services. If you think otherwise, there is the door. You may freely leave. Go, go now or hold your sass."

"So, as I thought. You may refer to me as Miss Marie and answer, yes ma'am or no ma'am like all the other whores here."

"Well? Is that understood?"

"Yes, yes ma'am, Miss Marie," Anna and Elizabeth whispered with eyes cast downward to the lace of the bedspread.

Miss Marie reached into a shifrobe and pulled out two diaphanous white gowns and lay them across the bed.

"Get undressed. Quickly now."

"But, we brought our things."

"No buts, hurry now," as Miss Marie grabbed their bags and tossed them into the shifrobe.

Anna and Elizabeth turned their backs as they slipped out of their clothes.

"Everything girls, nothing to remain. My God, have you girls no sense of a razor?" Marie laughed. "Well, it's too late now to trim you up. I must say though, each of you have ample charms to occupy a man's fancy. I don't know that I have ever seen such roses as that Anna. Certainly none of my girls have such natural adornments. But then, you are my girls now, aren't you. I know a number of gentlemen who would enjoy... well, they would if you were so inclined?"

They stood cheeks flushed, naked in front of her.

"Put the gowns on. Here, arms through the short sleeves and wrap around and sash. Hurry now."

As the two stood before the mirror Anna cried in aghast, "You can see through them, I mean almost everything. We can't wear this, we can't."

"You certainly will. I have white veils for you to wear which will do very nicely to disguise you. Put these over your heads. They tie here, in the back. Down over your face now. There." 

She grabbed them by the wrists and pulled them out the door and down the hall to another larger room.

"This is where you will entertain them. You can bring them drinks from the bar, play cards and you can take them to your room as they're ready."

In horror they looked at her.

Anna wailed, "You mean here? They are coming here? We're to be here? In this place? We have to go to the bar? Like... like common whores?" 

They each cringed as Miss Marie grabbed them by their veils pulling them forward.

"Now listen well you two little whores. You are to do anything asked. Anything! Anything I tell you. The men know they are not to remove your veils. But if you hesitate, if you refuse anything, then I'll rip them off myself and march you right down into the main barroom, understood?"

"Yes, yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes ma'am, yes Miss Marie."

"And tonight you are whores, whores just like the other hard working girls here tonight, though you've yet to earn the right to be called good whores. You're a couple stupid little housewives that have gotten yourselves in a mess with your meddling and cannot get out. Before this night lightens I expect that you shall prove that you are every bit as worthy as my best, understand?"

"Yes, Miss Marie, yes, please... we will," they wailed.

"And you're what?"

"Whores, we"re whores," Elizabeth cried.

"Well Anna?" Miss Marie asked as she gave her a shake.

"I'm a whore, just a whore Miss Marie," she whispered tearfully.

She grabbed their wrists, whisked them down the hall and the staircase to the anteroom.

Elizabeth and Anna sat forlornly in a settee waiting, watching gentlemen arrive, talk to the other girls and after a drink, slip away up the staircase.

Elizabeth's hand jerked tightly on Anna's arm. "There, Oh my God, they're here. Anna, their here. There's Tommy, and Jimmy. And.. oh my God, look Anna, they've brought Braden and Johnny from church. If their Mothers or wives only knew. Oh my, they would have a fit if they knew their sons were here."

"Elizabeth," Anna cried, her tears hidden by the veil. "Don't you understand, they are here, here for us. I don't care about their Mothers. I don't care about their wives. We can never tell them. Oh God, they are going to do all sorts of terrible things to us and Miss Marie will let them." 

They watched as Sam and Tom walked to the receptionist table and spoke to the girl there. Miss Marie quickly came over.

"Welcome gentlemen. It is not often we get a special group like this. But the girls you requested are ready and we have a special room for you to be entertained in. Girls! Girls, come here, your guests are here."

Looking at Anna and Elizabeth, she spoke to the group, "Gentlemen I assure you that you will be very satisfied with your evening. I will stop in from time to time to see that everything is to your complete satisfaction."

Tom moved next to her with a grin, his arm circling her waist, hand slipping up to hold her breast, "Now maybe you could just help out some yourself Missy. I might be feelin a bit partial to you."

Miss Marie slipped from his grasp with a practiced move and laughed, "Oh I don't think so, I have many responsibilities tonight. I think these two lovely ladies will serve you well, won't you girls?"

Anna stared in despair, and then in growing anger that her Tom would touch Miss Marie, dare yet to suggest... and perhaps..." as she turned to look at Elizabeth.

"Yes, yes," she whispered tersely. "Yes Ma'am."

Elizabeth turned to lead them up the stairs. Marie pulled Anna to the small anteroom bar and filled a tray with glasses and bottles of whiskey and wine.

"Did I hear a bit of ire there? That wouldn't have been your sweet faithful husband with his hands on me now would it? And looking over your cohort too I believe?"

Anna took the tray and fled up the staircase.

Anna set the bottles and glasses down on the table as the men sat down and pulled out some cards. 

Elizabeth leaned to whisper, "What's the matter?"

"Did you see Tom? The way he was with that... with Miss Marie? I could just poke his eyes out. How could he, and with me, right in front of him too."

"Oh he doesn't know."

"Oh my God, Elizabeth, will you... with Tom?"

"I don't know and stop using our names or someone will hear."

"Hey girls, come over here and pour us some drinks. You sit right here on Jimmy's lap and the tall pretty one can sit on Tommy's."

As Elizabeth walked past Tom, Anna watched as he reached out to slide his hands across her breasts. A flood of emotions rushed through her. Hurt, jealousy, anger as she was pulled into Jimmy's lap.

The men passed around the glasses and bottles. Anna and Elizabeth readily accepted tumblers of the strong drink that burned their throats, warmed their stomachs and most importantly dulled their virtues. Anna watched as Elizabeth sat in her Tommy's lap. Watched in dismay as her son slid his hand through the billowy wrap and held her breast. She felt a little pang of jealousy as his fingertips toyed with the dark circle of her nipple. Muffling a small cry Anna put her arms around Jimmy looking away over his shoulder.

Anna felt Jimmy's hand slip between her gown, over the soft warm skin of her stomach and then to the swell of her breast. As the men played cards, laughed and drank his fingertips incessantly moved in little circles around her nipple. The whiskey held her loosely collapsed in his lap. His palm moved lower to hold curve of her breast. Her nipple had stiffened under the teasing movements as his thumb slid slowly back and forth. Her lips parted, her eyes closed denying the little warm tingles beginning to stir. She couldn't ever remember her breasts being touched such. Never the inescapable attention such as this. It was almost a delicious torture. Her nipple ached for his lips as they had never ached for such an illicit touch.

She felt a stirring beneath her, pressing up against her inner thigh as she sat in his lap. His hand left the tormented rose of her breast and slipped between her thighs. She squeezed them together but the strength of his hand opened her. Her arms tightened and she lightly gasped as his fingers touched her most hidden parts. She blushed as his fingers slipped easily between moist lips.

"My God," she thought in despair, "Have I become such, that any mans touch can stir the juices within me? No, no... it cannot be. It is the devil's drink that is doing this to me. It is surely that."

Anna closed her eyes as Jimmy's fingertips gently caressed her, then found the warm passage she hid so well. He eased his fingers inside her, then carefully moved them gently in and out in teasing circles. Her hands clenched as her warm breath moistened his neck. Her hips twitched as she felt her desire tighten against his fingers. The whiskey coursing through her veins, the never ceasing attention of his devilish fingers were more than she could deny. She gasped as her body trembled with it's own instinctive need. He was teasing her, torturing her, shaming her here in front of everyone. In front of her husband, her son... yet, her body ached with a hunger of it's own.

"Hey girl, you got some place we can go?" Jimmy pushed her from his lap and stood.

She took his hand and pulled toward the hallway glancing back only long enough to see Tommy nuzzling Elizabeth's neck, his hands roaming under her white gown. A muffled cry filled with a dizzying array of emotions and Anna allowed the devil inside her to pull them down the hall.

Elizabeth watched as Anna pulled her son out the door and down the hallway. She wanted to say something... yet not knowing what. The drink had made her giddy and Tommy's hands were making her half crazy. She was burning with desire, just awaiting for Tommy to ask her to leave, and now she must wait? Could they both use the room given them? Dare she?

Anna blushed crimson as Jimmy pushed her back on the bed opening her gown.

"God your beautiful honey," Jimmy whispered as he stared down at her. 

Her hips were softly rounded to tapered thighs with a wild tangled darkness between. She was thin, yet soft. Anna's waist curved sweetly above her hips. Her breasts small with nipples such that he had never known. Jimmy stepped back to shrug off his shirt and kicked free of his boots and dungarees.

Anna stared agape as Jimmy's cock juttted forth with the rounded tip an angry red. As Jimmy stepped to her she tried to push herself back on the bed her head shaking.

"No, oh my God no... you can't, I can't," she groaned hoarsely her voice still thick with desire.

"Awww come on girl. You're a mite small but I'll be real slow and gentle, I promise."

Jimmy pulled her back across the bed and bent down taking her nipple between his lips as his tongue began tracing little circles around and over. His hand slipped to her thigh and Anna grabbed his wrist.

"Please... please no, I can't," she whispered through clenched teeth.

"Hellooo all, is everything ok in there? I'm going down to look in on the men," Miss Marie's voice called from the closed door.

Jimmy swung around at the sound, "Yeah, yes ma'am we're just fine. We're just fine aren't we darlin."

Anna's head nodded quickly with fear at the sound of Miss Marie's voice.

Jimmy pushed her hands over her head, "Now why don't you just leave them there for awhile and I'll do the rest."

His breath again caressed her nipple as his hand slipped between her thighs. His fingers lightly danced their way up the soft sensitive skin until he felt the sodden curls hiding her hunger.

His lips tormented her breasts moving from one nipple then to the other. Anna's fingernails dug into her palms as her teeth bit against her bottom lip in a futile act of denial. Her nipples were aching, wanting to beg for his touch, to plead for him to suck them harder. Her knees lifted as he moved between them only to stop in fear as she felt his cock swing against the warm skin of her inner thigh. She trembled as Jimmy brushed the velvety tip over the slippery swells of her pussy, then gasped as he pressed higher over her clift.

Jimmy took her hand pushing it down between them. "Here darlin, take it as slow as you want."

Anna's lips parted as her hand held the warm length of him, her breath in shallow gasps. Her heart was pounding, her virtue begging to deny what was now firmly grasped in her hand. Anna's eyes widened as she pushed downward, his cock felt as if it dwarfed her hand. She breathed a soft whimper as her fingers pressed the tip against the warm moist skin. Slipping her hand higher on the rigid length she pulled him to her. She felt herself opening, then tighten around the rounded tip as her knees pulled higher, her thighs falling open to accept him. Anna's hand grasped him tighter, pulling him deeper inside her. With a small cry of abandon she threw her arms around him pressing her face against his chest... waiting...

Jimmy was aching to plunge deep inside her, knew she had surrendered herself to him as he began to slowly move. He paused, slipped back a little, then pushed deeper, pausing again, then deeper listening to Anna's quiet cries each time he slipped further inside her.

Anna held her breath as she pressed her face tightly to his chest. She had never felt so.... so completely full. Jimmy's hips pressed tightly against hers. He began to move and Anna gasped as he pulled away to the very tip, pausing then pushed back inside her as once again their hips pressed together tightly. She knew he was being very careful for her. A warm blush of gratitude warmed her cheeks.

"It's ok, I'm all right now," she breathed against the young hard muscles of his chest.

Anna could feel her muscles tightening around him, pulling him into her, then clasping tightly to him as he pulled away. Her breath matched the rhythm of his hips as he began driving harder against her. In a far off haze she could hear his hips slapping against her skin. Then... she became mortified with shame at the little sounds of her desire as he slipped in and out, her body yielding to it's needs.

Anna felt him quickening, his muscles tightening as he began driving deep inside her. She clung to him holding on and then with almost a frantic need of their own her hips began lifting, her knees pulling higher as her fingers dug hard into his arms. From inside her a aching whispered plea slipped from her lips...

"Yes, yes... please, oh God please, fill me, give it all to me."

As she felt him jerking, his cock begin pouring itself into her filing her with his warm wetness, her neck arched and her ankles locked behind his waist. A low yearning plea slipped from Anna's lips.

"Wait... oh God, wait... don't stop... please... wait.... wait for me... there.... yes.. there it is... .. oh God here it comes... please... harder... yes... ohh God yes... nnooooowwwww..."

Her body trembled with it's release as Anna's need convulsed around the hardness filling her. Her instincts begged for every drop of him as she held him tightly inside her.

Anna attended herself with the ornate bowl of water and soft towels at the stand next to the dresser and now sat st the side of the bed away from the door. Her cheeks were damp with the despair of her heart and the way her life had spiraled out of her control.

"Hey boys," Sam yelled, "I'm a goin down to the bar and have a couple with some ole boys I know. You'ins have some fun right here. Jimmy ought to be about all done-in down the hall. If you see him, send him down to the bar. Come on Tom, let's go down and have a drink."

They laughed as Braden and Johnny pulled Elizabeth from Tommy's lap. Tommy got up and stepped to the doorway.

"I think I'll go down the hall. I kind of really like that little girl Jimmy went with."

"Hey how about we do it right here Miss Marie?" Braden asked.

She laughed as she pushed herself away from the wall where she was watching the card game.

'Sure, just keep it upstairs boys, and dim the lamps. This isn't exactly what this room is for. Come on Tommy, I'll walk you down to see your... girl."

Miss Marie hooked her arm in his, "You know Tommy, you're quite a handsome young man. I might enjoy spending some time with you."

"Yes ma'am, but there's just something I really like about that one girl."

"Well Tommy, I think I understand, more than you think. I think you two might have a lot in common. So, lets see if she is ready."

Braden pulled Elizabeth across the table. She was dizzy with drink and her skin flushed warm from the insistence of Tommy's hands. Johnny had moved between her legs at the end of the table pulling her gown open and pushing her knees high her calves against his shoulders. She mumbled a cry of protest at both of them being there, yet whispered a sigh of pleasure as she felt him push inside her. Her eyes were closed and the alcohol warmed her veins as Johnny was quickly coaxing another warmth now spreading in little waves through her hips. Elizabeth's eyes opened as fingertips turned her head. Braden stood, his hands moving to push aside her veil. Elizabeth's heart skipped as she brushed his hands away and grasped the rigid member weaving inches from her cheek. She hesitantly touched him with her lips, then slid them over the length of him as he pushed against her. As her breasts rocked from Johnny's thrusts, Elizabeth's lips tightened, with a quiet moan of urgency.