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

    chop. I slipped off my jacket and breeches. My shirt. My Boots. I knelt before her and kissed her mouth, “May I make you mine again?” I asked. “Why ask, just take me I cannot refuse,” she replied. “Say no and I shall defer to Mr Dawkins,” I advised, “But I own I relished our first union, you took me to heaven and that is where I wish to take you.” “Very well,” She agreed. Take me away from all this Mr Hardy, blot out the horrors of the day if such is within your power.” I gripped my member and aimed him towards her glistening heaven. I pressed him upwards easing her woman’s lips aside and when fully sheathed I kissed her passionately upon the mouth. “No, you must not!” Georgiana protested. “But I wish to, and have paid a great deal for the privilege,” I insisted. Poor Georgiana was confused, she knew not whether I viewed her as a whore, a lover, or something else. Her parts were on fire yet she tried to appear calm and collected. I kissed her mouth, her eyebrows. I fondled her teats, I kissed her neck and as I felt the sap rising I demanded, “Will you marry me?” “Yes, Oh yes!” she exclaimed but it was joy at her release as my seed gushed forth joyously that made her cry out. And then we were done. Spent. “Excellent sir,” I said as I wiped my member. “You are a Justice of the Peace I believe sir.” “Yes,” His Grace agreed. “And you have disinherited Georgiana?” I queried. “Indeed,” he agreed, “Why do you ask?” “So I have no need to ask ...
    your permission to marry her. Indeed she agreed to marry me before two witnesses and a Justic of the Peace, Therefore Georgiana and I are married in common law, married and consumated sir. Married and consumated. She is mine sir, not yours, and you shall treat my wife with courtesy and kindness sir or you shall have me to deal with, and a railway line across your front lawn!” “Now don’t be hasty Hardy,” His Grace said nervously, “Why you’ll make an admirable son in law, I’ll just sign the papers, I’ll save myself a pretty penny in dowry.” “Cut my wife free,” I ordered, “Make yourself decent, we have standards to maintain Mrs Hardy.” Georgiana leapt from the bench as soon as she was freed and quickly threw on her dress and ran away. I too dressed. I made my excuses and went in search of Georgiana. She was in her bedroom. I had so much to say. To apologise. To profess my love. She was in her underskirt and vest, I undressed her. Wordlessly. I kissed her. She lay on the bed and opened her legs invitingly. Actions speak louder than words. I dropped my breeches and let my member speak for me. He spoke of my longing. My need. My love. My passion. “I love you,” I said quietly. “I know,” she replied. “Though I think I preferred it when we conjoined outdoors.” She thought a moment. “But it was so exciting with Daddy and Dawkins watching us. They were stroking their members and everything. I don’t suppose you could see that?” To be continued.
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