Stormswept Heights

Blaanid said:
Katlin didn't want him to go, she wanted him by her side all night but she knew it was best for them both. So she kissed his cheek and told him, "I would love to go riding with you tomorrow." However she wrapped her legs around him tighter letting him know that she wanted him to finish before leaving her bed. She gave him a playful smile and kissed him on the mouth again, then down his chin and to his chest not wanting to be separated from him and then confessed, "I don't want you to go, I wish that everyone was blind to us."

Darcy and Katlin made love one last time before Darcy left and went to his room. The image of Katiln and him kept him from going to sleep. He had never met anyone like her, not just because she was a virgin. She was much more than that, and he sure didn't want to let her slip away from him.

The next morning the met for breakfast and neither could wait to get out of there. The walked to the stables and their horses were waiting for them. They got on and both took off across the fields as fast as the horses would take them. They rode the horses till they had to rest, and by then it was close to lunch time. Darcy spotted a little valley where they could stop and not being seen.

Once out of sight they got down from their horses and into each others arms, kissing and fondling one an other. It wasn't long before they removed only the necessary clothing, and began again where they left off in the late hours of the night before. afterward they rested into each others arms. Darcy couldn't help remembering what Katlin had said before they parted last night.

"I don't want you to go, I wish that everyone was blind to us." He knew very well that sooner or later they would get caught together.

"Katlin. He said softly, what about if I go with you when you're going back to your place. He said waiting anxiously for her answer.
 
moonlight melons

A low moan escaped Elsabeth’s open mouth as Wood closed his lips on her turgid nipple. Sucking the hard tip into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue, Wood rolled the other between his thumb and forefinger. Responding, she arched her back and pushed her breasts further toward his face. Wood opened his lips and accepted more of her succulent flesh into his mouth. His tongue swirled around her nipple as he devoured her breast. Pulling his head back, Wood’s mouth slid off her perfect breast, teeth scraping the tip as he let go. “Magnificent,” he whispered, washing her chest with his warm breath before he moved to give similar treatment to her other luscious mound.

Wood came up for air with a chuckle and kissed her panting mouth while sliding his hands up her shapely thighs. “Lassie,” he whispered roughly, “I’m not one of your gentleman fops. Unless ye run now, I’ll have me way with ya.” Curling his hands around her ass and squeezing her plump flesh, he kissed his way up to revisit her ear. “Open your thighs.”
 
Cobra2004 said:
Darcy and Katlin made love one last time before Darcy left and went to his room. The image of Katiln and him kept him from going to sleep. He had never met anyone like her, not just because she was a virgin. She was much more than that, and he sure didn't want to let her slip away from him.

The next morning the met for breakfast and neither could wait to get out of there. The walked to the stables and their horses were waiting for them. They got on and both took off across the fields as fast as the horses would take them. They rode the horses till they had to rest, and by then it was close to lunch time. Darcy spotted a little valley where they could stop and not being seen.

Once out of sight they got down from their horses and into each others arms, kissing and fondling one an other. It wasn't long before they removed only the necessary clothing, and began again where they left off in the late hours of the night before. afterward they rested into each others arms. Darcy couldn't help remembering what Katlin had said before they parted last night.

"I don't want you to go, I wish that everyone was blind to us." He knew very well that sooner or later they would get caught together.

"Katlin. He said softly, what about if I go with you when you're going back to your place. He said waiting anxiously for her answer.

"A large smile spread across her face and she asked, "Are you proposing to me Darcy?" She kisses his lips not letting him answer yet and laid down on the soft green grass and looked up to him saying, "Perhaps we should go to my mother's estates and decide on things there?"
 
Eddie Watkins

Armphid said:
Nate's response was a throaty growl, his hips bucking faster and faster as he drove into Eddie again and again. He was close, very close. It had been too long, he used to go longer than this. "Mmm, goin' t' cum in tha' sweet arse o' yours." "You wan' my cum, lad?"

Rhetorical. Though it might be a little close to the tyranny of Henry Rimston, Eddie was getting Nate's spunk regardless. Nate continued to jerk the boy off, wanting to feel the young cock pulse in his hands as it sprayed forth. "An'....there..aaahhhhh, Sweet Lord, ohhhh." His body tensed for a moment, and he buried himself as far as he could into Eddie's core before his dick began to spasm and jerk, flooding the lad's insides with his sticky seed.

Eddie never felt so carnally satisfied....as he did now....maybe it was his lack of sexual experience....but this was the most sensual thing that he had known....all of that seed buried in his bum...

He groaned, "Oh, dear Lord, it's happening, Nate.....my cum....," as he came himself in Nate's hand....
 
"Katlin after last night and again today. I'm ready to do what ever it takes if it means to have you all to myself. Yes I am proposing to you." Darcy looked at her as she laid under him and smiled.

"Perhaps we should go to my mother's estates and decide on things there?"
He thought for a moment. "As long you can convince your mother that we should get married." He winked at her.

After getting back to the Manor. Darcy went to see his mother and told her. mother I like you to know that Katlin and I will be leaving to visit her mother. I don't know when or if I will be back. I'm sorry if this came so suddenly, we're leaving as soon we've packed. I've already made the arrangement to have a coach to take us. We like to be there tonight at the latest."

Darcy's mother was taken completely by surprised and had no time to think or say much. On the way to his room he knocked at Elsabeth's door but got ho answer. He went to his room and packed the few things I wanted to take, than went to Katlin's room. She opened the door and two maids were helping her with the baggage.

The coach was already waiting. They looked at each other smiling and he helped her into the coach. He got in after taking one last look at the manor.
 
SEVERUSMAX said:
He groaned, "Oh, dear Lord, it's happening, Nate.....my cum....," as he came himself in Nate's hand....

Nate smiled, the lad's warm fluids running onto his hands as he kept stroking, milking the young cock for all it had to give. "That's a good lad, then, that's a good lad." Nate moaned softly as he pulled his softening member out of Eddie, shifting back on the bed and sitting down.

He lifted his head, eyes closed, breathing deeply. God, this feeling. These moments after sex could be a marvel, bathing in the glow of the event. "Now, tha' Eddie, is sex at it's best." "Givin' pleasure as well as takin', everyone happy an' satisfied." "Whether it's man or woman, tha's the goal."

"Now, then." Nate stood up, stretching his arms out. "Still a few hours 'til work starts." "Best get cleaned up an' nab some shut-eye, eh?" He walked over to the bed, laying a hand on Eddie's shoulder. "You're always welcome here, lad." "If it's jus' t' talk things through or f'r, ah, our...personal entertainment." Nate pulled his trousers on, reaching into the sack and pulling out a clean shirt and pair of trousers. "I'm goin' t' grab a quick bath 'fore dawn an' work starts, I suggest y' do th' same."
 
“Lassie,” he whispered roughly, “I’m not one of your gentleman fops. Unless ye run now, I’ll have me way with ya.”

His comment brought a low chuckle to Elsabeth's lips. If he'd been one of her "gentleman fops" as he'd called them, she'd never have been alone in the garden with him to begin with. She found most of the men she'd been introduced to on the marriage circuit dreadfully dull and incredibly full of themselves who saw her as nothing more than a means to an end.

She knew she should run but she shook her head gently indicating she had no intention of doing so and reaching out to caress Wood's cheek as a means of reinforcing that sentiment. Her touch was uncertain and clearly unskilled but the desire shining in her eyes was as real as the need he'd sent rushing through her body.

“Open your thighs.”

A small whimper filled her throat at his command and she felt the odd urge to rock in his hands as they slid under her gown to grip her ass through her undergarments. As her thighs parted she realized she wanted to feel more of him. Wanted the damned dress out of the way so she could feel his skin against her own heated...and that she wasn't quite sure how to verbalize that need to him.
 
Eddie Watkins

Armphid said:
Nate smiled, the lad's warm fluids running onto his hands as he kept stroking, milking the young cock for all it had to give. "That's a good lad, then, that's a good lad." Nate moaned softly as he pulled his softening member out of Eddie, shifting back on the bed and sitting down.

He lifted his head, eyes closed, breathing deeply. God, this feeling. These moments after sex could be a marvel, bathing in the glow of the event. "Now, tha' Eddie, is sex at it's best." "Givin' pleasure as well as takin', everyone happy an' satisfied." "Whether it's man or woman, tha's the goal."

"Now, then." Nate stood up, stretching his arms out. "Still a few hours 'til work starts." "Best get cleaned up an' nab some shut-eye, eh?" He walked over to the bed, laying a hand on Eddie's shoulder. "You're always welcome here, lad." "If it's jus' t' talk things through or f'r, ah, our...personal entertainment." Nate pulled his trousers on, reaching into the sack and pulling out a clean shirt and pair of trousers. "I'm goin' t' grab a quick bath 'fore dawn an' work starts, I suggest y' do th' same."

"Of course, Nate. That's a wise notion," Eddie agreed.

"I'll head to my bath, unless that is you want me to bathe with you."
 
Jessie knew the sounds she was hearing now were not just conversation. She chuckled to herself at the irony - here she had been afraid a woman might come on to her and find certain parts of her body a sure surprise, but it wasnt the women she perhaps most had to worry about. When she heard Nate mention a bath, she slipped back into the hay, not wanting to be seen.

As she lay there, she thought of her last lover: the taste of her, the feel of her nipples against her tongue, the smooth, soft feel of her skin beneath her fingertips. Just thinking of it made the heat between her thighs burn, and with a soft groan, Jessie flipped onto her belly and buried her face in the blankets Nate had left for her. The pain of losing her first love cut deep, and she started to weep softly, even as she knew that the workday was coming soon, and she would need to be ready.
 
Nate considered it for a moment. Ah, the fun that could be had there. But...there weren't that many baths for the servants, they were all shared. Which made it very possible that someone could walk in on them. Not that Nate intended to do anything really, but...temptation was temptation, and a wise man avoided it. "No' th' now, Eddie, but it's a kind invite." "I'll stick t' th' ol' tub in th' back o' th' stables."

The tall farrier stood then, "Come by t'night if you've th' mind an' time, lad." "Th' new stablehand an' I'll be eatin' t'gether." "Jessie seems a good lad, an' it's always good t' make new friends."

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Half an hour later, Nate returned to the stables from bathing. Even with cold water, a bath was a fine thing. Coupled with the earlier delights, he was feeling almost a new man. Clad in a fresh pair of trousers and new linen shirt, he felt ready for the day. A casual glance at the horizon told him it was to begin soon enough.

Nate went and put the tea kettle on, then made his way from stall to stall, feeding his beautiful horses their breakfast. As he fed them, he looked each one over with a careful eye, looking for anything amiss. Nate knew that it wasn't too likely one of them would be injured or come down with something, but you always wanted to be sure.

The whistle of the kettle reached his ears, and he smiled. Before he walked back to the little kitchen, he picked up a pitchfork and lifted it, thumping the butt against the hayloft floor. "Rise an' shine, Jessie, lad!" "Th' sun's almost up." "The beasties are fed, an' I imagine we'll be gettin' ours from th' kitchen soon enough." "Come down an' have a cup o' tea." "Good way t' start a day, particularly wi' th' work we've got ahead."
 
Could've sworn I replied! SO SORRY!

jon_rico said:
Edward watched as Anne left the room in anger he thought he should go after her but Darcy did. The meal was excellent and the night began to slowly get later.It was just him and Delilah left in the dinning room they would exchange a glance or two nothing more. He broke the silence and walked up to where she was sitting and helped her stand. She took his arm and they walked around the downstairs he gave her a little tour has he whispered his desire for her. They had finally made it to the stairs and they walked up. The servants that were finishing up for the day nodded and said good night to them as they passed through the halls.

At last they reached their chambers and feeling a little brave the Baron picked her up and carried her to the bed. He had been awaiting the moment where they would be alone. The candle lit room was warm and the lighting couldn't have been better. Edward placed her down on the bed and leaned over to her and began to give her a soft kiss. He felt her hands move to the back of his head and she brought him in for a series of passion filled kisses. Their tongues danced around one another. Once they slowly parted he removed his jacket and got up on the bed and laid next to his new wife. Their heads leaned over and they began to kiss again.


Edward's hand began to creep up her skirts using his hand he caressed her inner thighs. His hand moved up and found her awaiting slit he slowly traced around it watching her shiver with anticipation. They clearly decided it would probably be best if the dress and skirts just were gone. He helped her sit up and began to undo the ties and clasps that held the dress together occasionally he would nibble and bite on her neck that would produce a sensual smile from Delilah.

Delilah could feel her anticipation growing, her fire beginning to burn. SHe leaned into her husband's kisses, his body warm and inviting, strong and sure. She shivered as he began to caress her hidden most parts, and her smile was certainly felt through her kiss as she enjoyed his touches. Soon, he began undressing her and teasing her skin with his fingers and mouth. How she loved his attentions!

The lady of the manor was now bared for her husband's viewing pleasure, and she laid back on the bed with her hands above her head and a smile onher face to let him enjoy her for a moment. Delilah then sat back up with a giggle, and huddled in close to her man as she continued their kissing. One small hand trailed up his body, and she began unbuttoning his shirt as she nodded and agreed to his teasing notions.

As each piece of his skin was revealed to her, Delilah kissed and licked the Baron's body with delight, pleasuring in his salty taste and his reactions to her touches. No, this was not their first night together, but in their home they both felt the comforts that only home can provide. It was after midnight now, and the two lovers in their private quarters whiled away the hours as they touched and caressed one another's bodies.
Soon he, too was naked, and she lay back to await his descent on her skin and crevaces. She wanted him, badly, needingly so - the tensions in the building had been too much for her that day, and Delilah very much longed for her own release. She knew what would please her man, and so tossed in her loving touches as she herself remembered, and felt....
 
Eddie Watkins/Henry Rimston, Esq.

Eddie Watkins took a very quick and urgent bath, not wishing the evidence of his willing copulation with a man to betray either him or Nate....not that he was ashamed or sad about it....it was even better than his time with Henry Rimston....for one thing, Nate gave a damn about his pleasure, while still being nice and assertive...

He hurried to bed, and was barely dreaming....when the rooster's crowing announced the dawn.....getting up, he dressed quickly, not having to shave or bath made it easier, after all....

Henry Rimston also got up, but took longer.....he wouldn't be required until the girl was ready for her tutor...he shaved and bathed as well, which meant that it took a while longer...
 
The whistle of the kettle reached his ears, and he smiled. Before he walked back to the little kitchen, he picked up a pitchfork and lifted it, thumping the butt against the hayloft floor. "Rise an' shine, Jessie, lad!" "Th' sun's almost up." "The beasties are fed, an' I imagine we'll be gettin' ours from th' kitchen soon enough." "Come down an' have a cup o' tea." "Good way t' start a day, particularly wi' th' work we've got ahead."

Jessie heard the whistle of the kettle below and then Nate calling her down to tea. She sat up and dried her face - it was humiliating to be weeping over someone that had so easily cast her aside. Picking the hay off her clothes and out of her hair, she tried to arrange herself in a more presentable way. Finally, she checked the bindings around her chest and cleared her throat. "Okay, lets head for the day, stableboy," she grinned to herself.

She climbed the ladder down from the loft slowly, surely, and walked quickly toward Nate's voice, trying to forget what she knew about Nate's evening ... it wouldnt do to stare at her boss. Besides, knowing where his interests could run to ... well, she didnt want anyone checking for her cock and finding something far more ... feminine.

"Nate? Sir?" she called, walking toward him. "Where can I wash up?"
 
Nate waved and smiled broadly at Jessie, "Ah, good morning, lad!" "Washin' up isn' a bad idea, we've got fence to repair in the south lawn an' that'll be hot work." Nate walked Jessie back to the wash room for the horses. In the back against the wall saw the large wooden tub he'd used himself about half an hour ago. "There's th' tub, an' you know where th' pump is." "You can use th' stove in my apartment there if you wan' t' heat any water."

Nate half turned to go out and begin the work day. "I'll be takin' th' beasts out t' pasture while you wash, an' starting to clean the stalls." "Make sure you get your tea an' eat whatever th' kitchen staff brings out f'r us 'fore you come an' help," he said sternly. Some hands would skip eating to start working sooner, and it never ended well. This kind of work, you needed food to do it proper. Then he smiled again, "See you in a bit then!"

Striding out into the morning sunlight, Nate almost laughed. Lord, what a day this was turning out to be! With how he was feeling after young Eddie's visit, a day of good work ahead, and the sun to greet him, could he have asked for more? Well, maybe for a woman's touch and soft voice at night as well, but that might be getting greedy. "All right, my bonnie lads an' lasses!" The horses whickered and stamped as he began to open up the back of their stalls, letting them out into the fenced pasture. "Let's stretch those legs good this morning, now!" "Th' young nobles'll be down t' ride soon, an we've got t' show jus' how fine you all are, now don' we?"
 
a taste of honey

Encouraged by Elspeth’s caress Wood squeezed her round bottom and took her left breast once more into her mouth, drawing back to suck once again on her turgid nipple before letting go. As her legs opened he pulled her behind forward and rolled her on to her back atop the wall. A gasp escaped her lips as her bare back touched the stones underneath her but Wood’s attention was fixed on her bare thighs as the dress followed the laws of gravity and fell away from her legs. He lowered his head and placed his lips against her soft thigh just above her knee and kissed his way along her tender flesh. Reaching the juncture of her thighs he kissed her between the legs, feeling the heat emanating from her body. Wood hooked his fingers into the waistband of her linen undergarment and pulled it down her thighs, drawing back to clear her ankles before lowering his head again. Even in the darkness, the golden patch of hair between her thighs glowed, inviting his lips. Wood placed her calves on his shoulders and re-cupped her ass, raising her hips up to place his mouth against her lower lips. He felt her hands grab his head and her hands entwine in his hair as his tongue slid up and down her slit, spreading her wet lips apart and tasting the sweet nectar inside. Whether the girl was familiar with the position or not, she took to it with abandon, squealing and rocking her hips to grind against his mouth. Wood reveled in her wet heat, lapping her juices and probing her wet insides with the tip of her tongue before licking his way up to her swollen clit and circling it with slow swirls.

Wood finally pulled back and laughed. “Girl, I could spend all night feastin’ on you but I got something else in mind.” He picked her up and heaved her across his shoulders, her dress bunched around her waist, bare breasts against his back and bare bottom rubbing against his cheek. “I got a bed for ya,” he said as he hooked is arm behind her knees and carried across the field toward his shack. “Not as sumptuous as the one the baron’s given ya, but a lot more fun if you’re willing.” Turning his head, Wood kissed her round white bottom twice before patting it with his other hand. “A lot more fun”
 
Elsabeth didn't entirely understand what was happening to her body but she knew that each draw of Woods lips on her nipple sent spears of pleasure spiraling down through her belly and she couldn't find the presence of mind to tell him to stop. She knew she should, she just could't...and didn't want to.

When his thumbs hooked into her linen undergarments she whimpered softly and considered squirming away until his mouth found the center of her body. She'd though she felt pleasure before but it was nothing to this! She was hardly aware of Wood putting her legs over his shoulders, all she could concentrate on was his lips and tongue working her body until she was rocking against him and crying out with pleasure and a need she had no idea how to fulfill.

And then he was gone.

Whimpering she stared up at him for a brief moment before giving a surprised squeal at being suddenly thrown over his shoulder and made a comment about having a bed for her. A bed? She hadn't been thinking about a bed but at his comment she suddenly realized he was carting her across the grounds in a shocking state of undress where anyone could see!

“Not as sumptuous as the one the baron’s given ya, but a lot more fun if you’re willing.” Turning his head, Wood kissed her round white bottom twice before patting it with his other hand. “A lot more fun”

She felt heat flush her cheeks as his lips found the curve of her bottom and his hand patted it as well. Still feeling echoes of that strange need she couldn't help but to squirm slightly at the caress before she groaned softly and swatted at his own ass in annoyance.

"Wood! I'm not some sack of potatoes! Let me down so I can walk myself and before someone sees my bared bottom!" she hissed though she was trying not to laugh at how ludicrous the situation was at the same time. "And did you bother to grab my undergarments before flinging me over your shoulders like a brute?!"
 
in the garden cottage

"Wood! I'm not some sack of potatoes! Let me down so I can walk myself and before someone sees my bared bottom!" she hissed though she was trying not to laugh at how ludicrous the situation was at the same time. "And did you bother to grab my undergarments before flinging me over your shoulders like a brute?!"

“But then I wouldn’t be able to see it,” Wood answered and kissed her delightful derriere again. He patted her behind again and stroked the soft skin of her ass, “or feel it.” His hand slid down the length of her supple thigh then back up the inside of her leg to touch her wetness with his fingertip. Elsabeth moaned and dug her fingers into the flesh of his ass. He withdrew his finger and she swatted him again “Put….me……down,” punctuating each word with a slap on his ass. Chuckling, he lifted her off his shoulder and lowered her to the grass, noticing the way her breasts jiggled as he set her down. Wood cupped one in his hand, brushing her hard nipple with his thumb. “I put ‘em in my pocket….Come with me,” he said nodding toward the line of trees, “no one will see you there.” He took her by the hand and led her into the trees, enjoying every bounce of her pert breasts along the way.

Reaching the cottage, Wood opened the door and guided Elsabeth in. The small fire in the hearth illuminated the room, casting long shadows. Dried herbs hung from the rafters of the one story shack and along the far wall Wood’s simple bed lay waiting.

Wood waited a moment to see if the girl would bolt and when she did not, he came up behind her and undid the last buttons of her dress. As it slid over her hips and fell to the floor, his eyes roamed over her body, memorizing every curve. He placed his hands on her hips and kissed her neck, looking down across her naked chest as his lips caressed her skin. His right hand slid off her hip and over her belly. Wood’s fingers brushed her soft golden hairs before sliding between her pussy lips. “Come to my bed, girl.”
 
“no one will see you there.”

Looking toward the treeline Elsabeth could just mack out the gardeners cottage and she didn't resist when he took her hand to guide her there. She knew that being modest now was foolhardy but still she used her free hand to gather the upper part of her dress to cover them at least partially. It wasn't perfect but it would do from a distance and she was more concerened with someone other than Wood seeing her nakedness.

Slipping into the cottage a small smile tugged her lips. He was right, it wasn't as sumptuous as as the rooms the Baron had given her but it seemed to, somehow, suit the man behind her. She could smell the herbs drying in the eaves and the hearth kept the small room cozy and warm. It's spartan furnishings left her with few places to look and the bed, while not huge, was the largest piece of furniture in the room and so kept drawing her eyes.

At least that was why she told herself she kept looking at it.

She stopped thinking entirely when Wood came up behind her. She felt his fingers freeing the last few buttons of her dress and knew she should clutch it to her and run but instead her fingers loosened on it letting it fall to the floor to pool at her feet. Feeling him move up behind her she whimpered at the brush of his lips at her throat and tilted her head slightly for him, unconciously offering up her flesh to his whims.

Soft slides of pleasure once more ran under her skin and when his touch found her core she gasped softly, her body shuddering as he stroked her pussylips so lightly. Whatever the culmination of all this was she wanted it!

“Come to my bed, girl.”

"Yes," she groaned softly and nodded her head against his chest but she couldn't bring herself to move until he drew back slightly and was no longer touching her...though that was it's own special torture as well.

Crossing the room she slipped between the sheets and blankets on his bed and felt a sudden wave of shyness. She knew now what was going to happen, or thought she did anyway, and she had no idea what she was supposed to do. Looking up at Wood in the firelight she managed a smile but it was fleeting and she couldn't hold his gaze with her nerves suddenly jangling.

"I'm...I don't...I've never..." she stammered and waved toward the bed she was in indicating she'd never been in any bed but her own and never been joined there by anyone.
 
a lesson begins

"I'm...I don't...I've never..." she stammered and waved toward the bed she was in indicating she'd never been in any bed but her own and never been joined there by anyone.

“Well,” Wood said as he sat down on the bed beside Elsabeth, “You’ve never lain with a man?” Elsabeth shook her head meekly. “I wondered on your experience. Still, here you are and you seem ready.” He reached out to take hold of the blanket covering her. She resisted his pull for a moment, but Wood yanked it out of her hand, and threw it aside, baring her naked form to his view. “No time to be modest, lass,” he chuckled, “We’ve gone past that.” Wood reached out to cup her cheek in his palm, brushing his thumb across her lips. “You’re wanting to know the way of a maid with a man.” He pushed his thumb between her lips to touch her tongue then slid his hand down her neck to caress her breast. “The wanting is clear on you, in your eyes, in the taste of your lips, on the hardening of your nipples..” He rolled one hard tip in his fingers and bent his head to suck the other into his lips, washing it with his tongue. Pulling back, he looked into her blue eyes as he slid his hand down across her abdomen to the vee between her thighs. “You’re wet with the wanting,” he said brushing her golden tendrils before caressing her lower lips with his fingers. Her cheeks flamed red and the blush flowed down her neck to her breasts. His finger stroked the wetness between her pussy lips. “Listen to the wanting, and you’ll please any man you’re with.”

Wood withdrew his finger and kicked off his boots before standing up. Unbuttoning his shirt, he kept his eyes on hers, watching her break eye contact to observe his chest as it came into view. Her eyes dipped even lower as Wood undid his pants and widened as he slid his under things off. “A woman is soft and wet in her wanting,” Wood spoke to her gaze, “A man is hard. And you have me hard with the wanting.” He moved next to her, his erection jutting close to her face as she lay on the bed. Though her eyes stayed wide in amazement, the girl did not shy away. Wood reached out and took her hand, moving it to his erection, gently helping her to curl her hand around it. “To know the pleasures of a man with a maid, you have to know a man’s cock.” Guiding her hand, he helped her stroke his swollen shaft. “Feel the hardness, ready to fill you.” He felt her squeeze, testing his hardness. “And fill you I will, “ he groaned, “when you’re ready.” Wood eased into the bed, facing toward her thighs, spreading them with his hands. “Some couplings are fast,” he said, his breath washing the soft golden curls just above her pussy, “but your first should not be on haste. I’ll take you when you ask me.”

Wood lowered his head and kissed her pussy, returning to the licking he had given her in the garden. He spread her lips apart with his tongue, lapping up her juices and working his way up to her swollen clit. Swirling circles around it with the tip of his tongue, he felt her quiver and moan. He stopped his ministrations to speak, “In the meantime, get to know my cock.”
 
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Jacob Chires

Jake was a little saddened that The lady anne did not even answer his words, indeed acted as if he did not exist even. But then again, he was used to such, he turned to go, "Nevermind my lady. I will see you later. Sorry again I ever disturbed you."
He moved away, trudging listlessly through the grasses as he went.
 
“In the meantime, get to know my cock.”

Elsabeth blushed at his words but she also chuckled at them. So straightforward and with his own head burrowing between her thighs. That he intended her to return the act was clear but all she could do for a long moment was stare at the flesh before her. Her fingers looked so small curled around it and the texture of it amazed her. The skin itself was hot and soft but the flesh...the flesh was hard and pulsing to her touch and she delighted in learning it with her touch.

Learning the length of him was enough of a distraction that while it was pleasurable, his mouth between her thighs wasn't as mind numbing as it had been out in the garden. Slowly, and perhaps because of his own actions, she began to wonder what the flesh before her would taste like and her head tipped slightly, her tongue darting out shyly to flick across just the tip taking the salty drop of fluid that had formed there.

To her surprise he enjoyed the flavor of his and her tongue sought out more of his flesh, licking at it eagerly but slowly, savoring the salty warmth of it though unsure what else she should be doing.
 
Nate waved and smiled broadly at Jessie, "Ah, good morning, lad!" "Washin' up isn' a bad idea, we've got fence to repair in the south lawn an' that'll be hot work." Nate walked Jessie back to the wash room for the horses. In the back against the wall saw the large wooden tub he'd used himself about half an hour ago. "There's th' tub, an' you know where th' pump is." "You can use th' stove in my apartment there if you wan' t' heat any water."

Jessie waited until she was sure Nate had left the washroom, then quickly set about heating some water for the tub. Once she had a nice tub of hot water, she checked that she was still alone and then quickly removed her clothes. Unwrapping her breasts was such a relief she groaned, rubbing them gently, wincing at the raw sensations in her sore nipples. She sunk quickly into the water and soaped herself up, painfully alert to any slight noise. Once she was washed and rinsed, she lay back for just a moment to soak in the hot water, feeling her muscles relax ... the soapy water hid her body, so she supposed she was somewhat safe. But, any moment, Nate would wonder where his stable boy was ... grunting with frustration, Jessie slowly pulled herself from the tub and dried off, slowly rebinding her breasts and dressing herself for work.
 
the gardener's apprentice

While Wood reacquainted himself with Elsabeth’s warm, moist pussy, the girl took her first tentative steps to pleasure a man orally. As he hoped, she took his cue and began licking his cock, her tongue swirling around the head, tasting his pre-cum. “That’s a girl,” Wood chuckled, pulling his lips off her clit for a moment. “You’re a natural, lass. You’re off to a great start” Wood sighed heavily as her tongue slavered the swollen purple head of his cock. “Ye’ll never get a man harder than when you work a man with your mouth” He leaned back to stroke her golden hair gently with his hand as he proceeded to coach her further. “Lick around the edge..flick your tongue on that notch in the front…” and when she followed his direction, “Aaaah, yes lass.” He heard the girl chuckle as she began to realize the power of her performance. “You’ll hold many a lord in the palm of your hand….. Now put your lips on the tip…. Lower your head and let it slide over the tip… suck lightly…. Oh yes…. Slide your mouth down he shaft… when you slide back up, suck till you get to the tip.” She followed his directions so well, repeating herself until he moaned and lowered his face again to her pussy. His hands cupped her ass and squeezed as they gave and took pleasure with each other. Finally, with a hoarse groan, Wood disengaged himself from her loins and pulled his cock away from her increasingly expert lips.

“It’s time, lass” he said, pulling her knees up and apart. Her body lay open before him in wanton abandon and he moved between her thighs. Bending, he kissed her lips as he moved his hips closer to her, placing the tip of his cock against her moist pussy. Using his hand, he slid the tip up and down her slit moistening himself with the juices they were both producing. Fighting the urge to plunge deep into her body, he slowly spread her wet lips until his swollen tip slid between them. Her blue eyes widened as he leaned forward and began a slow slide into her.
 
Jacob Chires

THe next morning, Jake was ordered to call upon the lady delilah, who's husband, the lord had left in the early morning. He was ordered to ask her what she took as a drink in the morning, and was there anything else he could do for her. The welsh lad kept his head respectfully lowered as he slowly approached the master sweet. He slowly knocked on the door, a tray of various juices, and several warm teas and coffee on it, since he did not know her preference. He waited for an answer as he tried not to shift from foot to foot. She was new to the manner, he was unsure of how she would treat him, one of the lowest servants...probably like filth, or so he thought to himself. The truth was he really didn't know what to expect. He just hoped she would answer his knock, and not leave him standing outside the door for hours on end. He knew some servants were made to wait until their employers desired them, but he had other duties, or at least he thought he did.
 
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