Offer Mira some blunt comfort

"Hey, hey, don't cry," you say, clumsily reaching out to pat Mira's hand. "It's ok! There's...there's a lot of life ahead of you, still!"

This seems like the wrong thing to say, somehow - Mira bursts into even fuller tears, now starting to sob slightly.

"I know! I haven't d-done anything with my life so far! J-just wasted it away on this s-stupid farm with my p-parents and my b-brother...been a good g-girl who doesn't make any waves...d-done nothing! I h-haven't even..." she chokes back her words, blushing slightly and looking away from you, and a sudden awareness rushes through you.

Oh. Ooooohhhh.

Suddenly understanding a way that you could comfort her, you smile. "But you'd like to?"

Mira glances at you. "L-like to...?"

You lean forward and take her hand. "Know what it's like to love?" Mira blushes furiously, her lips parting slightly as she gazes at you. "You know, I'd be happy to show you...you're a beautiful girl, Mira."

"Yes, I...I want to," she whispers. "I feel like I could die any moment now, and I don't want to never having known a man! But I don't...I've never...I don't know how..."

"Ah, that's easy!" you say with a hearty laugh. Standing up, you shrug off your gear. The prospect of enjoying this farmgirl is already making you hard, and you gesture at the erection swelling your trousers. "I assume you have some idea of what the male organ looks like?"

"I...well...yes," Mira says, blushing. "I've seen a stud mount a mare."

You laugh. "We don't do it much differently. Come, I'll show you what I have if you show me what you have..."

You strip off your shirt, tossing it to the ground, and Mira's eyes widen as she takes in your {if Brawn > 12}muscular {elseif Brawn > 9}lean {endif}torso. You extend a hand toward her and she, seeming mesmerized, takes it and allows you to pull her to her feet. You reach out and untie the strings of her cap, gently pulling it off her head and letting her light brown hair tumble free, to hang around her face. It's a bit matted, but frames her narrow face quite well. You grin at her.

"Ready to go farther?"

Mira swallows and nods, so you reach down and seize the hem of her simple homespun dress. Her breath is quickening, but she closes her eyes and lifts her arms slightly as you pull the dress up, helping you to move it over her head. You toss it away and step back to admire her.

Mira squirms slightly under your gaze, blushing furiously, but she doesn't try to cover herself. You smile as your eyes take in her small, perky breasts, pink nipples already starting to harden to little nubs. She's trim, with an almost bony frame, but she's got a lovely little waist and a small brown bush you find enticing. She's a bit dirt-stained, to be sure, but what else can you expect from a farmgirl?

"D-do you like me, milord?" Mira asks timidly.

You laugh. "I love your body," you say kindly, stepping forward and gently cupping one of her apple-sized breasts. You run your thumb lightly across her nipple and Mira gasps, hands coming up to grip your shoulders. "And you should just call me Gavilard."

"Ooooh, Gavilard...w-what are you doing?"

"Getting you ready for me," you say casually, taking her other breast in hand so that you're now stroking both her nipples. "Does it feel good?"

"Oh, oh god, yes, Gavilard! Yes, it does..."

"Good. It's supposed to! More pleasure is better for everyone. And your first time may be a little uncomfortable, but pleasure should help. Here...kiss me."

Leaning forward, you capture her upturned, already slightly opened mouth with your own as you continue to fondle her breasts. Mira's tongue quests into your mouth, hot and yearning, and you feel yourself become rock-hard as you push back with your own, exploring her mouth as she eagerly fastens her lips to you. Her hands reach up to grip your head, tangling in your hair and gently pulling at you in desire as you make out, and when you finally come up for air she gasps, gazing at you with half-lidded brown eyes.

"Oooh, Gavilard, I didn't - I don't - oh!" Mira gasps in surprise as you kiss the side of her neck, and grips you more firmly as you kiss your way down her neck, across her collarbone, and down to her breasts, capturing one in her mouth and sucking hungrily on the hard nipple there. Meanwhile your hands have drifted down to her ass, squeezing and fondling lightly as Mira holds onto you tight. "I didn't know - this was possible!" she gasps.

You grin up at her. "Can I touch you down here?" She nods fervently, and when you stroke her lower lips, your hand comes away soaked. You grin. Time for the main event, it seems.

Mira gasps as you straighten up and grab her face, kissing her deeply once more. When you pull away, you look into her eyes, serious. "Are you sure you want me to go further? A first time is a big deal for some people..."

Mira nods eagerly. "Yes...yes, please...I want you...show me what it's like, Gavilard..."

You grin. "Very well then." You kiss her one last time, then spin her around and push her forward, so that she's bent over the table. Mira gasps as you give her pussy a final, gentle rub, then unlace your breeches. "As I said, humans don't do it so very differently from horses," you comment. You guide your cock to Mira's glistening pussy and gently stroke her labia with it, gathering moisture onto the head of your prick. "Are you ready for me?"

"Y-yes! Please..." Mira gasps, facedown on the table.

"All right. I'll take it slow at first...you might want to hang on." Bracing Mira against the table with one hand, you slowly guide your cock into her pussy with the other. Mira lets out a deep, bottom-of-the-lungs groan as you slowly slide your way in - her cunt's like a vice! But a warm, welcoming, slippery one. You groan as well as you inch your way deeper, seizing the farmgirl's hips with both hands to aid your progress and closing your eyes. You hear a clatter and look down to see that Mira has knocked the cup to the floor as she follows your suggestion and grips the edges of the small table.

"OoooOOOOOOOOOOHHHH god," she whispers, eyes wide as she looks back at you. "Oh god, oh god..."

You smile. "How's that feel?"

"Nnnnngh...it's...it's tight, but it feels good! It feels good...I didn't know it would feel this good...!"

You chuckle. "Just wait! We're not even started yet!"

Mira's eyes widen further. "W-what?! Oooh!" she gasps as you finally hit the point where you can't sink into her any further, and you grin, looking down at your cock nestled in this recently virgin girl. "Oh, gods above, Gavilard, I love that...."

"I like it too. But there's more to come...hang on." Gripping her hips firmly, you pull back slowly - just a few inches - then thrust forward again. Mira groans loudly with pleasure.

"Oh, what are you...?"

"This'd be the main event," you say with a laugh. "I'm fucking you now, Mira! Is this what you wanted?"

"Y-yes...I...oh gods...yes..." Mira gasps, coherence vanishing as you begin to fuck her slowly but steadily. You tap the bottom of her cunt with each thrust, and soon she's letting out little gasps and moans of pleasure in time with your thrusting. As you go, she closes her eyes, knuckles turning white as she grips the edges of the table. You grin and begin to fuck her harder, slowly building up the speed, depth, and strength of your thrusts.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Gavilard! Oh!" Mira cries out as you start to pound her in earnest, shaking the spindly kitchen table in your exertion. Sweat has broken out across her back, and a deep red flush has covered her face, neck, and shoulders. Her eyes are screwed shut as she focuses on the incredible new sensations overtaking her body. "Oh, Gavilard - I feel like - I don't know what - "

"Embrace it!" you exclaim, pounding her harder. Mira lets out a wail of pleasure as you fuck her past the point of words, and you feel her pussy clamp down on you even harder as she experiences her first orgasm. You bury yourself deep in her as she does, reveling in the feeling of her squeezing your cock with her warm, wet walls, closing your eyes to bask in the opportunity you've been given. To be this girl's first en route to your heroism! What a pleasure. As Mira's orgasm passes, leaving her panting on the table, you begin to fuck her again.

"O-oh...oh...oh..." Mira gasps wordlessly as you begin to pick up the pace. She coos as you drive into her forcefully, gasping with pleasure as you bottom out. Your mind is beginning to fall to pieces. "N-not d-done...?" she gasps.

"Nearly there!" you grunt. You pound her vigorously, feeling your own orgasm gathering in the depths of your stomach, and Mira's gasps escalate as your thrusts do, until finally you spill over the edge and, with a howl, plunge deep into her cunt and begin to spurt your seed into her, your vision almost whiting out. Mira lets out a long, guttural groan as you cum in her, which subsides into gentle gasps as she experiences the new sensation of spurt after spurt of hot, sticky cum entering her body. Not wishing to risk getting her pregnant (well, not wishing to risk it any further), you pull out and shoot the last few thick ropes of your cum across her bared back and ass. As your cock deflates and you catch your breath, Mira continues to lie face down on the table, drenched in sweat and shuddering slightly from your joint exertions.

Quietly, you go about retrieving your clothes. Mira stirs only slowly, raising herself up to her elbows as she looks over to you, eyes half-lidded and looking dazed. "What are you...where are you going, Gavilard?"

You pat her head absently. "Well, that was good, and I hope it was good for you - but I've got to be off. I have a wolf to hunt, you know?"

"Oh...o-of course," Mira murmurs. She slumps down to the table again, panting. "Th-thank you, I...I did not know what to expect. But that was...incredible."

"I hope you get to enjoy that kind of pleasure many times over, Mira," you say, shrugging your shirt over your head. Standing over her, you reach down and fondle her pussy, dipping one finger inside her and making her gasp. "But you...wait." You frown, cocking your head. "What's that?"

The sound that's suddenly entered your **** is a quiet rushing, pattering sound - the sound of rain striking the roof, you realize suddenly. While you've been fucking Mira, the gray clouds have opened up and started to spill their contents. You curse and yank your finger out of Mira.

"What is it?" she asks with a gasp.

"The field," you growl, darting across the room to grab your gear. "It's going to be - shit, I should've thought - arrrgh!"

You leave Mira looking after you in bafflement, still bent over the table with your fluids on her back, and race out of the farmhouse. You dash down the side of the field that Mira pointed you to earlier, adjacent to the Shadewood, until you come to what must be the area that she was talking about. The earth there is still torn up and disturbed, with several of the young plants trampled. There's blood on the ground as well, though not much; most has soaked into the dark, loamy soil, and what little remains is starting to run away in the rain. You mutter a curse again as you squat and look over the area. {if Cunning < 14}Even if you knew what you were doing when it came to deciphering tracks, y{else}Y{endif}ou don't think that you're going to be able to find anything of value now that this rain has started. You spend several minutes fruitlessly searching for evidence of the wolf's trail, but with the rain, it's just impossible.

Straightening up, you stare into the darkening woods. There's nothing for it...you'll just have to head into the woods and see what you can find!