1. Winning Lord H's daughter


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Female exhibitionist, Female/Female, Fisting, Male/Female, Masturbation, Romance, Toys, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    raised, her woman’s parts displayed like a split peach and I covered her like a stallion and a mare and rammed my meat deep inside her womb. “Oooh sir she near bit me titty off!” Mrs Bridges cried as I pounded my member between Beatrice’s moist pink pussy lips. She never said a word, she just worked away pleasuring Mrs Bridges with her fist and mouth as I in my turn pleasured Beatrice with my member. I kissed Beatrice’s neck, fondled her teats held her tenderly and gently but firmly pumped her womb full of my creamy seed. She gasped and writhed with pleasure. Mrs Bridges squealed with delight and I sighed with relief and we all subsided into a warm pink heap upon the bed. “I said find her a room,” I reminded Mrs Bridges. She thought a moment, “I knew you’ll be wanting to mount her so it just saves a bit of washing if she sleeps here.” “Supper if you please Mrs Bridges,” I requested, and I turned to Beatrice, “And you, what a wanton strumpet. I have seldom seen anything the like of it!” “She’s nice,” Beatrice said, “I like her.” “Oh, really?” I queried. “But I think I prefer your member,” she said and she kissed me. “Oh well, I rather enjoyed exploring your parts,” I confessed. “Mama says when a gentleman takes a girls honour then he is honour bound to make her an offer,” she said quite unexpectedly. “I did not take your honour. I have merely sampled you twice, at great expense,” I pointed out. She lay on the bed and stretched like a cat. Her eyes were bright now. Her lips ...
    red with excitement. Her cheeks flushed. “There must be some clothes around somewhere, I trust you have some skills with needle and thread?” I suggested, “Not that I do not find you attractive bared, but for the street perhaps.” “An offer?” she prompted, “Or no more sampling my womb.” “I’ll make you an offer,” I retorted, “Spread you legs for me now or its the whorehouse for you my girl.” “Oh husband you say the sweetest things,” she said and she did indeed spread her legs wide. She then spread her lips apart. Wide apart so I could see down inside her womb. “Just two little words and I am all yours for ever.” “Good god woman I am a gambler and womaniser, for heavens sake. I bedded Mrs Bridges not a week ago,” I railed. “You cannot want me surely?” “Well no one else will want me now I am ruined will they?” she suggested. “So make me an offer.” “So it’s the whorehouse for you then,” I opined. “Though on reflection perhaps your request has merit. Why you will be too busy seducing ladies to cuckold me or bear another man’s child.” “Is that an offer?” she asked. I thought for a long moment. Her eyes were bright with anticipation. Her cheeks flushed. She was actually rather comely when she smiled. I liked putting a smile on her face. She pleased me. “No, I am not ready to settle down just yet,” I replied. “But think of my social station. My father is a lord, that must hold you in good stead?” she pointed out. “Yes damn it, why not.” I responded, “I’ll put a ring on your finger and a ...
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