So, now we learn more about James, and where he comes from.
On Sigada, like many other planets, winter turns to spring and a young man's mind turns to thoughts of love, or sex, most likely sex. Sigada is more restrictive about sex. It was not supposed to happen until the young people married. The craziest part is, like here, no offer is made until a woman has successfully born a child. So, mothers tend to look the other way, unless they disapprove of the boy between their daughter's legs.
Abigail's peasant blouse yielded to James' insistent hands and revealed alabaster orbs topped with dusty pink peaks. She pulled her arms out of the blouse and wrapped her hands around his head as he pushed her against the barn door. The only place they could find out of sight of the house was behind the barn, and she was determined to lose her virginity. James was an all too willing accomplice as one hand encircled a breast, his mouth lowered to suckle, and the other hand traveled up her skirts to a bare slit. Girls tended to wear nothing beneath their clothes as the weather became warmer. Pantaloons and corsets abandoned for comfort or a quickie. Abigail gasped and spread her legs as he found her sweet spot and she reached around to pull his cock out of his pants. "Hurry! My mother is probably looking for me all ready."
James grinned, "Cover your mouth, this will hurt." He moved her skirts out of the way and cupped her buttocks with his hands and picked her up. He settled the tip of his manhood at her entrance as he whispered in her ear, "Ready?" She nodded, clamping a hand over her mouth as he thrust his way into her. He barely heard the noise as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He grinned at the doorway, he had taken her sister, Jane, in the meadow three weeks ago. Abigail's mother was likely in the house, ignoring what was going on behind her barn, but he played along, it was the danger of the thing. He continued thrusting into the girl and listened to her grunts grow from pained sounds to being lost in the ecstasy of her first time.
James felt her pussy tighten around his cock knew that he needed to go with her, her mother might notice if she was gone too much longer, "That's it, Abby, cum for me. Let's do this together," he whispered into her ear. He was afraid the pounding against the barn door would attract attention as well. Finally, he watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body bucked in his hands. He let go of his own load. Their breathing calmed down a bit as he set her back on her feet. He kissed her deeply and she giggled, trying to get her blouse and skirts back into some semblance of order.
"ABIGAIL!! WHERE ARE YOU?! IF YOU'RE BEHIND THE BARN WITH SOME BOY!!!" the threat was left hanging as James stuffed his cock back into his pants, swatted her behind with a hand, and made a show of dashing out the gate.
James quickly made his way out of town, avoiding his family's villa, and into the countryside. There was a particular meadow where eligible young people met up outside of parental supervision. One of the advantages of being the scion of a local lord, lots of time, and willing girls/mothers willing to look the other way. James grinned as he spied Jane, Abby's sister, leaning against a tree, her bare skin gleaming in the sunlight. He stripped out of his clothes and joined her, "So, did you pop my sister's cherry?"
James laughed at her bluntness as he leaned back against the tree. "Your mother was kind enough to start bellowing after we were done."
"All right, bend over," she commanded, pulling out the wooden paddle. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
