The Loyalist Lover (open for all, males prefered)

Colonel Jack Scarlet had been through hell and high water, shot men, been shot, stabbed and been stabbed, walked through drizzling rain and across the searing desert. His brute, physical form of five feet and ten inches and the build of a brick wall allowed him to experience all of this, live, and come back to the homeland for the dear Baroness' daughter's coming out.

The Colonel presently stood before the Baroness, his military dress uniform washed thoroughly, pale skin washed clean, dark brown hair parted neatly, mustache trimmed straight, blue eyes shining with desire; it'd been a long, long time since he'd been in the civilized world, and by God it felt good to be home again.

"A pleasure to be here," the Colonel said to the Baroness, his eyes casually drifting down to take in her ample bosom before jerking back up to look into her eyes. Oh, if only the Baron knew his dear wife had not been the maiden she claimed when she'd gone to the wedding bed. "Can't wait to see how the little dear's come along." He called her little dear but truth be told the Colonel was barely twenty years older than the girl. Had it not been for the lady's obvious resemblance to her father, one could have questioned wether the Baroness' premarital escapades had produced the little darling. "I've been away for so long, and I'm so sure she's going to make me feel right at home."
 
"Indeed, we must catch up," The Colonel said, trying to make his unbridled lust not seem so obvious in front of the girl's parents. "Perhaps, if you would allow it, sir, dear Carolette might show me to my chambers? I've been away so long I do believe I have forgotten the layout of the building."
 
"Charolette," the Colonel said softly, looking fondly into her eyes. "My, how you've grown... it's inconceivable to me that you've become a woman already." His hand snaked around her waist and felt the small of her back. "You are a woman, aren't you, after all?" He reached his leg behind him and carefully kicked the door shut before moving both hands around her waist. "Charolette, do tell me, you understand that people have certain... needs... that when gone unfulfilled for long periods can unleash themselves in savage ways?"
 
"Especially with a baroness' daughter" he said, and began to kiss up her neck, slowly, seductively, taking in the taste and contour of her flesh as his hands flattened against her stomach. "So many nights alone in the field have I dreamed about this day... taking your maidenhood in such debauchery..." His hands ran up and cupped over her breasts. "Though I don't suppose your father or future husband might be too pleased to know." He let one hand travel behind her and grab her buttcheek. "Perhaps I'll have to take you in a way that doesn't allow the goods to appear used," he said half-playfully.
 
"Oh, you naughty little girl," he hissed as his jacket fell to the floor, masculine bare chest exposed to her. He kissed her whole on the lips as his powerful, large hands gripped either side of her dress and tore to expose her bosom to him, down to her waist, leaving her nude from the waist up, before he pinned her to the wall and bowed his head to envelope one of her breasts hungrily into his mouth.
 
He cupped her asscheeks in his hands as he sucked her breast and ran his tongue over it, flicking the tip of his tongue over her erect nipple, slowly dragging over it and then making a circle around her breast. He kissed across her chest to the opposite breast and kissed the nipple he found there before going to work sucking this gorgeous mound. One finger slid down her buttcrack before moving between her legs from behind, a single finger tracing the length of her lips and stretching forward to poke at her clit.
 
"Where do you want it?" He whispered, looking up at her, his cock buldging against the front of his pants. His hands greedily moved over her nether regions. "I need to be in you," he whispered again, and kissed each of her nipples before kissing up he neck. "Anywhere you want it, any position. I just want to take you," he said, his teeth clenched this time, as he blew hot breath into her ear. "A fine virgin to lay victim to my pent up desires."
 
He kissed her lips and then her neck, down to her chest, and then each of her breasts, his hands moving up along the sides of her body and then down to grip her hips. He kissed her stomach, his hot breath rolling out over her flesh, his fingers kneading into her. "You feel divine," he said, and reached down to free himself of the imprisonment of his pants and boots. He stood nude before her, his cock thick and fully erect, rock hard to the touch with all the excitement of finally having a woman after all this time. He ran his hands up her legs, tracing over the insides of her thighs, as he moved his face to her stomach and kissed back up to her chest, taking one of her breasts once more into his mouth as one hand slinked down and began to stroke her exposed clit.
 
He hovered over her now, staring down intently into her eyes, and brought his lips down to kiss her fiercely. The tip of one finger slowly moved into her slit and then back out, and his hands moved behind her back to hold her as he prepared to enter her. The head of his penis slid along her lips and poked at her clit, stroking it, his fingertips kneading her back. "My beautiful young noblewoman," he whispered.
 
He kissed her one last time and then bit into her shoulder as he plunged himself deep into her virgin mound, the thickness of his dick stretching at her. Oh, such relief, such great, awe inspiring relief, to once again feel the warm moistness of a tight pussy clenched around him. He released his teeth from her shoulder and moved to kiss her neck as he began to buck slowly in and out of her.
 
He kissed and sucked her neck as he moved in and out of her, gasping and grunting in pleasure, one handing moving to fondle her breast as the other dove down and stroked her clit.

"Dirty little girl," he said playfully into her ear with hot breath, "what will your husband say on your wedding night?" His thumb rolled over the tip of her nipple and he softly bit her ear.
 
He clenched his teeth on the base of her neck and began thrusting harder, his lust overtaking him. Her softly squeezed her breast in his hand and rubbed the nipple hard, his stroking of her clit now becoming maniacal.

"God, you're so fucking tight," he hissed into her ear, kissing it and running his tongue along its edges. "I'm going to fuck you until your pretty little body is so ravanged that your servants will have to drag you around this house". He dropped his hand from her breast and clenched one of her ass cheeks, forcing her pelvis up so that his cock penetrayed her deeper and the base of it dragged roughly against her clit. The tip of the middle finger on the hand holding her ass inched towards the crack and hesitantly poked between her cheeks, running up and down as he bent his head to suck hard on her nipple.
 
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