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

    faint down covered her mons veneris. She looked so frail and innocent. I thought I should never manage to mount her. But my manhood was more than worthy of the task. The first sight of her moistening quim and he reared. Tent-poling my nightshirt in his eagerness. She rubbed herself with some slippery balm she had smeared on her fingers and as she finished so I pressed him home. She yielded. I entered, an inch, two inches. She gasped slightly. screwed her eyes tightly shut and clenched her fists as she endured the pain. I pressed more firmly and entered more deeply, three, four , six inches and then suddenly I was fully sheathed. Her eyes opened, she smiled, she could bear it. “Enough!” Lady Harcourt cried, “It is done!” “Mama!” Jane exclaimed in evident frustration. “You must rest child, you have done your duty,” Lady Harcourt insisted. “Now leave her alone Geoffrey!” “Leave her, I have hardly started!” I countered. “Don’t be a fool Geoffrey, let poor Jane rest after her ordeal!” Mother cried. “Get out all of you,” I cried, “You have had your confirmation so be gone, now!” I climbed off Jane in a foul humour and tried to hide my member in my night shirt but merely ended up looking ridiculous and wondered what to do next. I had a moment’s inspiration, “Sally draw the curtains!” The maid pulled the drapes across. “Tell me when they have gone,” I requested and I lay down beside Jane. “Charles,” Mother protested, “You are required downstairs!” “Yes, some privacy please! I wish ...
    to dress!” I insisted. “If you would step this way please sir, madam,” Sally insisted, and then she stuck her head through the drapes, “They’ve gone, shall I finish you off sir?” “Thank you Sally, that would be most agreeable.” I agreed. “And me, what of me?” Jane enquired. “You have done your duty,” I explained. “But you sir have not done yours!” Jane snapped. “But Jane I need to relieve my self. To sate my needs Jane. Needs not tenderness,” I explained. “So give her a good banging sir,” Sally laughed. “Go away!” Jane insisted, “What does she mean a good banging?” “Show her sir!” Sally laughed. “Yes show me!” Jane insisted. “Well cry ‘Stop’ if it pains you!” I suggested and I rolled back over her. I eased my member tenderly into her quim and bent to kiss her lips, “Does it pain you?” I enquired. “No,” she assured me. I thrust, “Does that pain you?” I asked. “No,” she giggled, “It feels funny!” I thrust again. “That?” I asked. “Mmmmm,” she said, “I feel all tingly, kiss me again and tell me you love me.” “God damn it woman I have no time for that, take this!” I cried and I began to hump her like I would a serving maid or a whore. “Oh Geoffrey that feels wonderful!” she gasped, “Kiss me, take me use me!” I looked at her smiling at me, I kissed her nose, kissed her neck. I held her so my chest was against her breasts though my weight remained on my elbows. “Ohhhh,” she gasped as the sensations swept over her, “Ohhhhhhh!” “Geoffrey what on earth are you doing!” Lady Harcourt ...
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