1. Thawing Miss Pentland


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Male/Female, Masturbation, Romance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 89.8, Source: sexstories.com

    moment. “I will see you downstairs.” I said at last as I released her and I slipped away down stairs. She came to the drawing room at seven o’clock precisely. “Ah Miss Pentland,” I said awkwardly. “Please sit down.” She blushed. She sat demurely. “As you know Auguste will be going to Switzerland shortly so she will no longer need your services as governess.” I said in a matter of fact manner. “Have you made any plans?” “No,” she said. “Perhaps you see yourself staying here with me, as my mistress, housekeeper, lover.” I suggested. “For my part I value your companionship, and today I found I relish your charms.” “But you do not love me?” she demanded. “Love hits in a moment but what we have is companionship, an emotion deeper than mere love I feel,” I explained. “I don’t know,” she said looking at the ground, “What will happen if I fall for a child?” “I had not thought that far ahead,” I confessed, “But if you give satisfaction I am sure something can be arranged.” “I want a legal contract,” she said staring at me. “Saying what? you will consort with me like a whore?” I demanded. “That you will pay me an annual sum,” she suggested. “A mere formality,” I agreed. “Shall we shake hands?” she suggested “I had something rather more intimate in mind,” I replied. “After dinner, a game of chess and then....” she suggested. We ate, she won the chess. I bared her breasts in the drawing room and suckled her teats. “Mister Charles!” Cook exclaimed as she came to clear the plates, “I ...
    should never have believed it!” “We have an arrangement,” I explained. “I should hope so,” Cook laughed, “You charge him well Miss Pentland. You’ll be blown up like a balloon with child afore you knows you mark my words.” “Thank you cook,” I said with a laugh, “That will be all.” Miss Pentland was distraught. “She saw my chest!” she protested. “And the whole village will know before the week is out,” I assured her, “Now sit on the chaise longue and raise your legs if you please, I wish to make love to you.” She did as I bid, I slipped her voluminous pantaloons off and admired her woman’s parts. I kissed the lips leading to her womb. She liked it. I flicked my tongue into the moistening slit and she moaned. I released my member and aimed him at her haven and then I kissed her full on the lips as I drove him home. Deep in her womb. Sheathed entirely yet constrained by clothing. I wanted her naked. I wished myself naked also, so there was just she and I and nothing between us. “No!” she said, “Upstairs!” We were of one mind, I withdrew and with trousers around my knees hobbled upstairs after her, almost falling until we fell into my bed. She threw off her skirts and I too undressed until there was nothing of clothing on us but her stockings. We conjoined anew. My member strained as it filled her, she gasped as I kissed her full on the mouth even as I ploughed her and we were as near to being one as any two people may be. “I love you!” I whispered. “I know,” she replied. An age passed ...
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