The Stable Boy (Open for a Female)

Any more help would be welcomed handsomely by the young Tom, the Stable Boy. It had been quite a surprise to himself when he had first come to serve into Lord Veers’ Household. It was really quite the shock to be aborded by a maid like Helen. She was just so beautiful, so good-smelling. Her flesh was so soft, her skin so warm. He could have never guessed why Helen would have come to him, cheeky and smiling all the while as she praised his looks. “Those are some big arms you have, Tommy.”, she used to tell him. Tommy. Only his Mother had even called him Tommy, and it was because of her that he had come to service in the Stables. “May I touch them?”, she liked to tell him, making him blush with the compliment. Those had never lead him to thing that all that Helen wanted was to get on her knees before his groin, touching his loins curious and finally handling his manhood.

“Oh, Tommy, you are really hung like the horses you take care off!” she would tell him. And he really loved the servicing and humping good Helen would occasionally give him. Today was just another common day. In the very brink of morning, once he had just come to work after sleeping at home, some minutes away walking from the Veer’s Manor, Tom had been welcomed by the Cook. Her name was Adele, and she was a woman that knew what she wanted. And she wanted to be climbed. Mounting on her back, Tom was eager to plow her field and sow her with his thick, young seed. His youth and vigor usually meant that he could go at it again in a couple of minutes time, but Adele was not as young as Helen or the other maids. She was quite satisfied by a single romp every three or fours days, and he was more than eager to provide her with it.

But Tom never bragged about the women that had come for him in the Veer’s Estate. Not that anyone cared for his indiscretions at work, as his supervisor Guy was just an old, ignorant fool that would never be aware of them if they were discreet, be it over the hay in a horse’s bay, be it over the roof where hay was also stocked, be it out on the field, behind the small woods that grew next to the Lord’s house.

He’d never expected Helen to denounce him thusly to the Lord’s wife, Lady Renee. She was the cutest little thing, a gorgeous young woman although still his senior. Perhaps just an year older than Helen herself, but many years younger than Adele. Adele and her wide hips. These thoughts were filling his mind as he brushed the floor of the Stables with the old broom, taking good care to keep the place in perfect shape. According to Guy, Lord Veers would be back soon from his latest travel to the Court. Some whispered that Lord Veers had a mistress back at the Court, a Lady that would put the beautiful Renee to her knees, but nobody had ever seen this supposed Mistress, no. Suddenly, he head footsteps and female voices speaking in slightly hushed tones around the Stable. Perhaps it was Helen again or one of the other maids that worked to Lord Veer’s Household. He would be glad to serve them again, he smiled.

Lady Renee approaches from around the corner wearing a very skimpy if not peasant attire as she takes Tommy by the hand leading him off towards his stables touching his lip with her fingertip

"shhh"

upon approaching the stables she presses him against a hay stacks and looks him in the eyes

"Rumour has it young man you have been spending much time around here satisfying the women of my kingdom is this true?"

softly kissing his neck in an overly suggestive manner

"I wish to employ you and your services if you will have me?"

pausing a moment before kissing his lips one time slow and passionately then pulling away

"of course if you refuse me I shall be forced to tell my husband what you have been doing with the others a stable boy fraternizing with the king's help would not be very healthy of a choice"

He was surprised when someone took him by the hand. It was a woman somewhat familiar to your Tom, but there was something wrong there. She simply... smelled too good for a serving wench. He could feel her perfumes as she touched his lips with her finger, so he followed her suit. He had never suffered anything bad from following a gorgeous woman.

And then, she kissed him. He felt so completely amiss. He could barely babbler any words when he finally felt her agaisnt him. There was a commanding presence on her, and then he reminded who she was.

"M-My Lady Veers!", he spoke aloud, not managing to understand what was going on at first. "I-I-I... I... I would be honoured to accept and service you, my Lady. That is my duty. Here. As a Stable Boy. I mean. I must serve. Your honor.", he told her with sweat dripping down along his brow. He had loved her kisses, but also understood and feared she might tell of his encounters with Helen, Adele and other girls...

touching his lips again with her fingertips

"shhhh no names someone may hear of it"

lightly pressing her silky soft bright red lips to his again this time parting slightly her tongue sensually caressing his in his mouth before pulling away slowly

"I want to feel alive again and you are going to help with that"

her hand reaching down and rubbing between his thighs softly

He nodded in agreement. Of course. What if anyone saw or heard them? Lord Veers would certainly not enjoy the fact that his wife was sleeping with his Stable Boy. Tom was wiser than that, certainly, but as she locked her lips against him, he felt himself melting. He kissed her back, holding against her tongue, playing with hers with his own.

And then, he gasped gently, feeling her hand agaisnt his groin. He leaned against the wall, melting under her caresses. She was needing a man, and he could just be that one. He liked that.

"My.... My Lady... I mean... should we do it here?"

giggles playfully at his innocence before looking into his eyes

"where would you suggest then"

her hands caressing his youthful body up and down her breathing getting a little heavier

"maybe on the throne? or in my husband's bed"

a look of intense passion and lust can be seen in her eyes as her hand caresses his manhood through his breeches

He stared deep into her eyes, hearing her words. And picturing her, the lovely Lady, laying with both hands upon the Throne and bending over for him, her young stallion, to mount on her and mate her. He could see her welcoming him into her chambers, making him hers in her husband's bed.

"A-Any where... I just... I just want my Lady.", he told her as he gasped gently once her caresses reached down his loins, holding him tighter and rubbing him into action, his manhood swelling under his breeches.

"Take me anywhere..."

"you have it wrong sir you will be taking me any where"

deepening her kiss as she moves and sits on a hay stack running her hands all over his body

"this will do in a pinch I think"

her legs part wide as she pulls her dress upward revealing her well groomed woman bits

"Oh. Oh!", he suddenly exclaimed as he understood what the woman was doing when she started to recline against the hay stacks. Her dress was so very well-sewn, her legs so lithe and lean and marvellously delicious that for a moment, the young man knew not what he should do - if he should dive in against her or merely stare in admiration.

He gently kissed her back before kneeling before her, his hands caressing her thighs gently before he smiled towards her. "My Lady...", he started, his hands teasefully rubbing before her knees. "...Over in the Stables, there is a Loft where we keep hay and oats and... well... a bedroll. It will be more... private, and safe for us."

jumping up and wraping her legs around his waist moving his hands to her firm bum kissing him wildly

"take me up there then but remember this is a one time thing so do not expect to bed me every night"

her hands lightly raking down his back as he holds her tightly her hips grinding sensually against him as the warmth and moisture of her woman bits can be felt against his groin through their clothing

"God I hope my chamber maid was right about you good sir"

True to his word and utterly dedicated, the Stable Boy took his Lady into his arms. She was surprisingly sexy for a woman of her age, and even more so given how she was growing so wet against him. He could feel her evident arousal against him as he hugged her buttocks and lifted her from the ground.

"...What has she told you, my Lady? What's her name?", he asked as he kissed her gently, trying to coach her some more passion. He lifted her into his arms, his strong young shoulders bearing her as easily as a tool, and then he walked.

It was but a quick hike in order to lift her to the loft and climb it after. There, he caressed her tummy genly as he had to kneel with her not to batter a head agaisnst the wooden ceiling.

smiling in his strong arms kissing him deeply

"now now no names"

letting out a soft gasp as he caressed her stomach

"she said you were very good to her and phenomenal in bed"

running her fingers slowly through his hair

Eagerly the younger man's lips locked against his Lady's once more. She was way sweeter than Helen, albeit a little sourer than Adele. Still, she was very, very hot! He loved how she smiled towards him, and at that moment he knew that she would be visiting him much more than only a single time. His hands fiddled with her bust, trying to unlace it as he gently laid her against the bedroll he had mentioned.

"No names.", he nodded towards her, even though he would learn that soon. Perhaps he could convice that maid to join them once he proves himself for his Lady?

His hands gently hiked up her dress' skirts as he suddenly felt his passion rising as much as hers. "I can... try and prove you that.", he added witha a smile, kissing her lips once more, and then on her neck, sniffing at her scent.

kissing him back her legs parting slightly as she lifts her hips sliding her panties down off her hips

"mmmm you make me feel so alive and vibrant"

deepening her kiss raking his back tenderly with her fingernails

"oh I feel like my woman bits are on fire wouldst thou do the honour of quenching mine flame?"

she says her face flushed as she guides his head between her thighs

The sudden musk of a womans arousal filled the small loft quickly, the whole breathing of them growing more tense as that scent of need and wantom turned the very air more dense. The young man smiled, his hands caressing along her thighs gently as he coached her to spread her legs further.

"Is that so? I am so glad... woman.", he told her as to mask who she was. "Perhaps you should visit me more... or let me visit you."

He added with a smile as he felt her nails against his skin. Some girls had dug them deep on him sometimes, and he was used to that exquisitive pain. As she guided him down, he went for her eagerly, sniffing and blowing his hot breath against her sensitive parts.

"So lovely and good-looking..." he mumbled in praise before kissing her nether region eagerly.

gasping softly as his warm breath gently rolls between her moist and silky soft pussy lips

"oh God I want this moment to last for an eternity"

her hips sensually gyrating as his lips pressed to her woman bits her fingers grabbing his hair softly holding his mouth between her thighs draping her dress over his head a moment then yanking it back so she can see him

her back arching up from the slightest touch of his lips clearly it has been a long time for her

"ohh my you are very good sir"

The way she was playfully covering his head with her skirts and then pulling it over so she could see him made the young man chuckle for a moment. She was so delicious down there. She felt specially... sweet down her loins in a way no girl ever done. Tom was not really used to service women - most liked to content themselves by servicing his manhood and suckling until milking it dry.

Not so with his Lady. She knew what she wanted and commanded it with glee - and so he should serve her. He blowed against her gently, making her feel the waves of heat from his muzzle before kissing her once more. She was so sensual.

"S-So do I, Ma'am. You know... You could call me... whenever you'd like.", he told her as if he was just treating a mare instead of licking and sipping from her cunt. "I... I'm glad you like me, Ma'am."

"H-How long have you been without a man, Ma'am?"

gasping as her breathing gets heavier

"mmmm since I got married to his lordship I have not know the touch of a man so going on 10 years now he unnnnnnnnnh ignores my needs as a woman"

grinding more pressing her pussy up against his mouth her hands softly caressing his head her legs now resting on his back

"ohhhh mmmmm yeah ohh unnnnh yesss I love how you do that"

her pussy clenching softly each time his tongue pulls out

"10 years?"

The young asks with aloud yelp. He could not believe that a woman as deliciously gorgeous as Lady Renee could have been so completely neglected by her husband. Even Adele, who had her husband active, had come to him seeking his pleasures of the flesh - and she was at least ten years Lady Renee's senior!

"That... must be hard.", he told her with another playful lick. Then, he used his nose to brush against her little orb, sniffing against her and nuzzling against her little fur down there.

"Hmmm.... You are so tasty... your juices are... nice..."

letting out soft gasps of pleasure knowing how wrong her actions are but not caring at the moment

"ohhhhh ten years is too long I adore you sir"

laying back now her back arching upward her hips circling softly

"y yes very hard"

her body trembling as he explores her in such a talented manner

He could simply not believe it. How could a woman so delicious as the Lady be so needy considering her awfully good looks? How could it be? Had him been the very first mate she hounded for after so long?

"Mhmmm... It... It's sweet..."

The young man mumbled as he played up with his fingers against her navel, rimming at it as he sniffed tightly and licked against her slit, his nose still pressing against her little orb while his nostrils poked against it.