1. Married for a dowry, not love


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male / Older Female, Male/Teen Female, Romance, Virginity, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 93.2, Source: sexstories.com

    using prophylactic sheaths, but needs must. I successfully returned the device and very soon after Lady Harcourt went away promising to assure her daughter of my suitability. It was rather peculiar that no one actually thought to ask Jane and I if we actually wished to marry. Mother explained the advantages of our union with all the passion of an accountant or bank clerk as she reeled off the debts Father had incurred and the dowry Jane would bring. Apparently the advantages of marrying a Baronet were similarly ingrained in Jane. I really think the first time Jane and I conversed was at the wedding rehearsal three days before the ceremony. Never have I been less inspired. Comely she was admittedly but sadly lacking in the matter of her mother’s prize assets, her breasts. Conversation she had none. She just appeared tongue tied and continually giggled nervously when I tried to engage with her. None the less she was not entirely without promise, she smiled readily enough, giggled at my jokes which boded well. However as I waited for her at the altar rail ready to marry her I had still not had a single decent conversation with her. The music played, the congregation stood and she walked down the aisle to join me. A vision in a shimmering white gown. She stood beside me. She stared resolutely at the floor. “Cheer up,” I suggested. She seemed about to cry. “What say you we elope to Wales and live in sin?” I whispered. She looked at me and smiled, “Later perhaps?” she whispered ...
    and she composed herself. The ceremony was as dreary as any other. The sun shone for photographs. The reception was lavish, the relatives boring. The appropriate uncles became inebriated and their spouses chastised them. I gave a brief speech, the best man, my friend Colonel Archer, gave an excellent speech making everyone cringe in embarrassment in their turn and after the dancing had commenced we proceeded to the allocated bed chamber for the consummation. But not just Jane and I alone in a bed chamber. Oh no too much rested on this consummation so arrayed beside the bed were my mother, her mother, her lawyer and his clerk, my mother’s lawyer and her clerk to observe our coupling and of course Sally the maid ready to clean up afterwards. It was hardly the most romantic occasion, though the four posted bed with curtains around should have been near perfect for a romantic liaison. In addition screens were erected so we might change into our night shirts unseen but that was all the privacy we were afforded. Poor Jane. She lay on her back whilst looking resolutely at the wall. Trying to ignore the spectators watching her. She lay with her thighs parted. Her knees slightly bent as her mother instructed.. “Get on with it Geoffrey, you have few enough scruples when it comes to serving maids!” Mother insisted and Sally blushed to a very fine shade of beetroot. However duty was to be done so I climbed decorously over Jane and gently raised her nightdress to reveal her naked quim. A ...
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