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The Hermit and the Maiden
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The Hermit and the Maiden Once upon a time, there lived a magical 4 year old hermit named Espen. In Scandinavia, his name means bear god and as it turned out, it was quite appropriate for him as he was covered with long dark brown hair over his body that made him look like a bear and thought of himself as godly, or at least god’s gift women. The women rarely disagreed with his self-image, especially not after he had entranced them and ravaged their bodies. Espen made his home deep in the forest the edge of a small village called Norwick. He had a modest white clapboard house with a slate roof. It was located near a small waterfall that spilled into a small river. It was hidden by a grove of trees and protected by a devoted pack of wolves that he had raised from when they were pups and their mother had been killed by a callous hunter. The one-room house was sparsely furnished with only a small wood stove to cook his food and keep warm on chilly nights, a simple table and chair that he made from a felled oak tree, and a large sleigh bed with room for Espen and company. He bathed in the river and used the waters for washing his clothes and dishes. Espen lived a simple life, eating from the land and limiting his impact on the environment. He lived alone, far enough from the village as to not be disturbed by whatever happened there but close enough to keep tabs on the young women who lived there. Espen was short, only a bit more than four feet tall but his body was slim and very muscular, and he could hold his own against any who dared to challenge him. His hair was combed daily and he kept it immaculately groomed. He was quite well endowed with a cock that was inches long when fully erect and as thick as a ’s cock. of these things made him very cocksure, which further made him irresistible most women. His passion in life, however, was taking the virginity of a woman and introducing them his favorite things—bondage, spanking and breast torture. He would intoxicate them with his special herbal teas then spend several hours using their bodies. Then he would leave them to recover in the woods with soiled skirts, torn blouses, sore bottoms and thoroughly deflowered. Espen wasn’t a beast, he would always make sure the woman made it home safely and assist without being seen. He made it a point never to be with the same woman more than once to prevent them from becoming enamoured with him. That’s not to say they didn’t come looking for him to explore what he had done to them but he was always one step ahead of them as he knew the forest better than anyone in the area. Espen always made sure that he never had his way with a woman near home. It was one of his golden rules—never where you sleep. At least for as long as he wanted to enjoy bachelorhood, which was something he was pretty sure was never going to change. It was early spring when Espen woke with the sun then looked at the lines on the wall next to the bed. He quickly counted the weeks—52! He had a huge smile on his face and, now, a hard cock tenting his blanket for today the pure-of-heart Kaira turned 18. He wrapped his hand around his cock, feeling it throb against his skin as the blood rushed in and made it rock hard, and closed his eyes as he pictured her. He had been watching her mature for the last year, having discovered her when her mother, a beauty in her own right, and Kaira were celebrating the young lass’ seventeenth birthday with a birthday picnic near the waterfall. He was instantly smitten and started to mark the weeks until she was finally old enough to be deflowered. Espen had watched her bathe in the river and knew every inch of her luscious young body. She had soft white skin with bright red curly hair and the matching patch between her legs with the accompanying fiery temper. Her bright blue eyes were always full of mischief and wonder and her smile could soften the heart of the cruelest man. There was no other for more than 100 miles that were more beautiful than her. Espen was intoxicated by her large firm breasts which heaved in her blouse that was a size too small as her widowed mother didn’t have the extra money to replace the shirt as Kaira’s breasts grew to their magnificent size. He was mesmerized by the soft mounds whenever he saw them. He also loved her thick waist, wide hips and thick thighs. She was truly magnificent. At night he would stand outside her window and watch her sleep or pleasure herself. While she might still be a virgin, she was filled with lust and enjoyed time with her hand between her legs. He loved the soft gasps as she tried to hide her actions from her mother who was in the next room and the way her hips thrusted into the air as she brought herself to the edge then the soft glow on her face after she orgasmed. He wondered if she knew he was there, watching her and was trying to entice him to be her lover but he was so careful that he knew it was not possible. His hand moved faster on his cock as he recalled the most recent orgasm he’d watched her achieve, which he had seen as she stopped for a drink of water and lunch, dropping down under a nearby tree to eat. When she finished, she leaned back against the tree then pulled her skirts and slid her hand between her legs. Espen had been idly watching her from the grove of trees that lined the field and his cock had instantly grown harder than he’d been in at least a decade when he realized what she was doing. While she thrusted her hips in the air and rubbed her clitoris, he matched her movements. He forced himself to wait for her to finish then he came so hard that the hot jizz went over his shoulder and landed the ground behind him. The memory of the day caused Espen’s cock ooze more precum and his hand easily glided and down the shaft. He tightened the grip, imagining it was her tight ass squeezing him, and he suddenly started cum. “ my god!” he cried out. Today he was going to introduce himself to her and start the wooing process. He knew it would only be a short bit of time before he would be able to invite her to tea and convince her to allow him to have his way with her. |
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long story.
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8/19/2020 8:33 pm |
Here is the start of a new story about a hermit named Espen and a very beautiful maiden named Kaira. It had started as an edit to an erotic story that was a retelling of Goldilocks and the Three Bears someone had submitted to a erotic story site I had many years ago but as I was moving through the story I realized I needed to just write my own story so here we are with the rough draft of just the very beginning of the story. I hope you enjoy it.
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