1. Falling for His Lordship's daughter


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Fiction, Male/Teen Female, Romance, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 86.3, Source: sexstories.com

    Falling for His Lordship’s Daughter In the 1980s I lived in a tiny cottage on Lord B’s estate near Cheltenham, England while I studied estate management at The Royal Agricultural College Cirencester. The cottage was originally built for a Shepherd. It sat at the roadside a mile or so from the lord’s imposing neo classical mansion house and it looked out over the fertile valley to the south. Lord B had several children. Two older girls, Katherine and Clara, and three younger ones. Judith, Anne and Simon. His heir. Katherine was away at Durham University so our paths seldom crossed. Occasionally I saw her at weekends with her rather arrogant boyfriends in their expensive suits and their Daddy’s expensive cars. She always looked like a film star, perfect hair, perfect teeth, designer clothes. It was if she lived in a completely different world to me. But our worlds collided one Saturday morning when she woke me around 9 am by banging furiously on my door. I rushed downstairs in my pyjamas to see what the panic was about. Katherine pushed past me as I soon as I unbolted the door. “I need your bathroom!” She shouted as she rushed upstairs, a blur in a quilted jacket and blue jeans. I almost closed the door behind her, then I did a double take. She had left her little Mini car’s engine running with the drivers door open. I went outside in my bare feet. I switched the engine off, locked the door, and brought the car keys inside. “Don’t you have any hot water in this dump?” ...
    Katherine demanded from the bathroom. “You have to let it run a while,” I explained, “Is the heater on?” “How should I know!” she replied. “Let me in and I’ll check,” I offered. She slid the bolt back. I stepped into the bathroom. It used to be the second bedroom so it was surprisingly spacious, for a bathroom in a small cottage. A full size bath, with a shower over it. A washbasin. A plastic chair. A shelf for my walkman, and of course a wall mounted electric water heater about five times the size I needed but it was cheap! I flipped the switch. “It’s on now." I said as I turned towards her. She was wet from the shower. She had a towel tied round her waist. She was a mess. Her auburn hair usually so carefully styled was all matted. She shivered with cold. Her nipples were hard. Her breasts were divine. She saw I was staring and tried to cover her breasts but the towel slipped and she was naked. “Are you just going to stand there perving all day?” she demanded as she picked up the towel again. I saw her sex as she bent down. Puffy and raw. Her pubes were shaved, but crudely. She had a couple of nicks where the razor caught her. I realised my penis was sticking almost straight out through the gap in my flies. “Geoffrey!” she gasped. “For heavens sake put it away!” “Sorry,” I apologised as I tried to stuff it back inside my pyjama trousers. “Oh my god you’re goofing off now!” she protested. “No, really.” I said. “What happened to you?” “I fell over Ok?” she snapped. “If you say so,” I ...
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