Drink the ale

After confirming that Roderick already paid for the drink, Alex decides it would be wasteful to throw it out. He picks up the stein and pours the strong, bitter liquid into his mouth. It burns on the way down his throat, but soon it is generating a comforting warmth in his belly.

He glances at the clock on the wall, noting the time until he is to meet with Ellie. As he waits and finishes his ale, he looks casually around the room, wondering which of the patrons might own the unwelcome eyes Ellie said were watching over their interaction.

Alexes wishes he could speak with Roderick and get some counsel about what he should do, but he knows his mentor well enough by now to realize Roderick only has one thing on his mind. He’s pretty confident that if he went upstairs and found the knight, it wouldn’t be advice he would get; it would be an earful of angry rebukes to let him finish what he started, as well as an eyeful of Roderick and the ugly barmaid’s naked bodies, frantically slapping against each other. Alex wisely chose to spare himself either indignity.

When the five minutes finally crept by, he set his empty stein on the bar and nonchalantly strolled toward the hallway, hoping that anyone who was watching would simply conclude he had to empty his bladder.

At the end of the hallway was the door leading to the toilets. Opposite it, just as Ellie said, is another door. After confirming that no one was watching, Alex turned the doorknob of the second door and went inside.

The room is pitch black, and for a moment, Alex considers stepping back out into the hallway. It is Ellie’s whispered voice that changes his mind.

“Wait a minute... I’ll get us some light.”

Alex hears the sounds of someone fumbling in the darkness. A moment later he sees a spark and a small flame. As tiny as the light is, it takes a moment for his eyes adjust from the change from utter darkness. As they do, he slowly makes out a candle, quickly followed by the sight of Ellie’s hands and arms, clutching the candle in its brass holder. Almost immediately thereafter, his eyes adjust to be able to take in much of the room around them, but he has no interest in his surroundings, because he is also able to see Ellie much more fully. She is completely naked.

Alex’s jaw drops open at the sight of the beautiful brunette. Her hair is no longer in a bun, but it hangs loosely over her shoulders and partially down her back. The soft flicker of the candle causes the shadow of her perfectly-shaped breasts to dance over her smooth, flawless skin. Alex feels his mouth grow dry as she takes the candle across the room and sets it on a table. As she bends over to steady the candle, she gives Alex a dimly-lit view of her ass. Right behind it is a cot, suggesting this is either servant’s quarters or some kind of guest room.

“Did anyone see you come in here?” asks Ellie, as she hurries to Alex and presses her body against his.

“N- n- n-....” Alex’s mouth feels so dry that he can’t get the simple word out. Finally, he gulps, licks his lips, and says, “I d-don’t th-think so.”

With her body pressed hard against Alex’s, Ellie reaches past him toward the door. He hears the sound of a deadbolt being slid into place. Immediately thereafter, he feels Ellie’s hands on his chest, seeking out his buttons and quickly undoing them.

“Ellie, I—“

His words are cut off as the young woman mashes her mouth against his and drives her tongue past his lips and teeth. After his initial panic and reflexive backward pull, Alex forces himself to stay calm and allow her to explore the inside of his mouth with her tongue. She playfully dances it over his own, enticing his tongue to join in.”

All this time, Ellie has been unbuttoning his shirt. She finishes that task and pushes it off his shoulders and down his arms. Her naked crotch is grinding against his, and Alex fears that his cock has grown so hard so fast that it might actually tear a hole right through his pants.

Without removing her mouth from his, she casts his shirt to the floor and refocuses her hands on Alex’s belt and pants buttons. Having done that, she takes hold of him by the shoulders and turns him around before walking him awkwardly backwards toward the cot.

Alex doesn’t know what to do with his hands, whether he should embrace and stroke the beautiful woman, push his pants down, or hold them up to keep from tripping over them. As it turns out, they are pretty much held in place by the **** of Ellie’s crotch pressing against his as they shuffle backwards.

Alex feels the edge of the cot against the back of his legs. Ellie breaks off the passionate kiss and pushes Alex down onto the cot.

She is breathing hard, having taken hardly any breaths since she started her lustful **** on the squire. Now she is able to take a couple of deep breaths as she says, “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this!”

She bends down and pulls off Alex’s shoes, throwing them noisily over her shoulder. She then pulls the rest of his clothing off and sends them flying off into a darkened corner of the room.

This is all happening so quickly for Alex. Thoughts of, “This can’t be happening” keep intertwining with, “This is really happening!” The conflicting realizations are punctuated with questions such as, “Should I say something?” and “Should I be doing something?”

Fortunately, Ellie seems to have her own script for how this is going to play out. She doesn’t seem to want anything from Alex other than his naked body. Having stripped him of the last stitch of his clothing, she throws herself on him and again mashes her mouth against his. With his legs hanging off the cot and the back of his head uncomfortably against the wall, this isn’t exactly the way Alex pictured his first time with a woman. When Ellie lowered her naked crotch against his, however, any concerns vaporized from his mind, and he felt a powerful jolt of arousal course through his body.

“I hope you’re as horny as I am,” she says. Without waiting for an answer, she takes hold of his cock and positions it between her legs. Before Alex can fully process what is happening, his virginity is gone just as rapidly as his cock disappearing into Ellie’s snatch.

Alex opens his mouth, but the wave of sensations ripping through his mind and body make speech impossible. He feels the warmth and wetness of Ellie’s vagina — infinitely more satisfying than his own hand has ever been.

In his fantasies, he frequently imagined what his first time would be like. He also figured he would be the one in charge, lovingly and tenderly pleasuring the girl of his dreams — whomever she ended up being. He assumed his first time would be in some romantic venue, where he would be whispering tender words of love and affection while slowly-yet-deliberately driving both of them to a long, satisfying mutual orgasm.

Reality couldn’t be further from fantasy. Alex couldn’t speak, even if he knew what to say. Rather than being the gentle, patient lover, he has to put his hand behind his head to keep from getting a concussion as Ellie rocks their bodies back and forth.

Much too soon, he feels his orgasm building up. At last, he finds some words to say. “Ellie... I am very close.... Perhaps we should...”

Ellie puts a hand on Alex’s mouth and continues riding him. “I know... I’m close, too... Just a little more....”

Alex bites his lower lip and tries to think about anything that will prevent him from cumming. His motivation is three-fold: he does not want the experience to end; he wants to impress Ellie with his stamina and allow her to similarly experience climax; but most importantly, he has no desire to father a child on the day he loses his virginity.

He withstands a few more energetic bounces from Ellie before gasping, “I can’t hold it anymore!” He takes hold of her hips to roll her off of him, but Ellie slides her legs under his and locks her body against him. With her cunt pressed down hard and Alex’s cock entirely engulfed inside her, she rocks her pelvis hard and deliberately back and forth.

It’s impossible for Alex to restrain the eruption from his cock. He feels a torrent of sperm flood into Ellie’s vagina, with reinforcements following with every additional spurt.

Ellie continues to rock back and forth, but Alex feels something else — the warm, consistent pressure of the velvety cocoon around his cock begins to spasm and squeeze against his spilling member. In the same way his hand squeezes the teats of his mother’s milk cow, Ellies cunt seems intend on extracting every bit of thick white liquid from the young squire’s schlong.

Alex loses track of time as the onslaught of brand new sensations overwhelms him. At last, after catching his breath, he turns his attention to the incredible young woman who continues to lay on top of him.

“That was — amazing, Ellie.” He feels lame saying that. He’s confident Roderick has a whole book of phrases to use in an occasion such as this, but at the moment, that is the primary thing on his mind.

She smiles and runs her hand over Alex’s chest. “Yes... it was. I’m sorry to come on so strong, but I always get this way during this time of the month.”

Alex lets her words sink in before choosing his response.