1. Tricked by the Lady Georgiana


    Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Male/Teen Female, Reluctance, Romance, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 87, Source: sexstories.com

    no boyfriend and was alone. I smiled, I could do better, but did not want to offend the wench so I kept her company while I sought someone more voluptuous, more amorous, more inebriated perhaps for tonight I was determined to break my week long enforced celibacy. I took her to the Archery, she missed. She threw hoops, she missed. She ate a large piece of freshly roasted pork. She shared some strong wine. She held my hand. She let me put my arm around her. She let me kiss her cheek. She wriggled when my hand brushed her bosom. “I’d better be getting back,” she said at length. “It is late, stay at my lodging and go home on the morrow,” I suggested. “I daredunt,” she said, which I took to mean she could not risk her employers’ wrath. “Then I shall walk you,” I offered. The church clock struck eleven as we walked from the square and away from the throng. We walked the white way, the stone road towards His Grace’s mansion. Up to the hilltop where a stunted copse made a windbreak before plunging down, down where the railway now passes before turning hard to climb to the mansion. We paused at the copse edge. Where the chill wind caught us. We looked at the view in the moonlight. I pointed out the route the railway would take. I stood behind her and held her. An arm around her. Kissed her cheek. held her with the other arm. Caressed her breast. “Nooo,” she said, “Someone will see.” “Then be quiet,” I whispered. I lofted her smock and grasped her mounds from beneath. She wore a vest ...
    and underskirt, leggings, but no pantaloons. She had set out to find love, ready to take a member at a moment’s notice. Her teats were like pebbles, her protests feeble. I lofted her smock around her neck, lofted her vest. Pulled her underskirt to under her breasts and released my member into the cool night air. He sprang to attention with alacrity. I checked her slot to ensure she desired me. The slit ran with moisture. It parted for my thumb at the least pressure. “Nooooo,” she protested but insincerely for her whole being craved my member and my seed and I did not disappoint. A cloud flitted across the moon as I did the deed. I bent her at the waist. She had a fence rail to grasp for stability and I aimed and thrust as one and claimed her. A despairing cry passed her lips and her innocence was gone. I relished her warmth. Her purity. I had a duty. The moment of losing ones’ innocence is never forgotten by man or woman so I set myself to make this the happiest moment of her life. I hugged her as I ploughed her from behind. By so doing I could caress her breasts and kiss her cheeks in turn while she could look upon the beauty of the moon lit valley. And beautiful it was indeed. I own it was as beautiful moment as I have ever known. Faint protests still emanated from her lips but mingled with gasps of ecstasy as my member pressed ever further into her loins, delicately opening her parts so that in my minds eye others might avail themselves of her charms and she might think ...
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