1. Scarlet


    Date: 9/7/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Saucymh, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    seen the real thing. The hard, throbbing phallus Miss Scarlet released from her lover’s trousers was astonishing. I never knew they were so big. How was it possible? And then she placed her lips upon it, kissing it tenderly and lapping her wet tongue over it as if it were the most delicious delicacy. A powerful scent perfumed the air, a strange aroma that was oddly moreish. Cheeks burning, a sweat broke out upon my upper lip. My breathing quickened and something else happened, a primal reaction I’ve never experienced before…my loins ached. The tingling heat of arousal erupted within me with an intensity the like of which I’d never known. Davie, the messy-haired stage hand made me blush, but he’d never set me alight. Not like this. My loins were on fire. How could that be? Moaning in a peculiar, pleasured way, Miss Scarlet rolled from her perch and dropped to her knees before her lover. There, genuflecting before him, she opened her lush, rouged lips and swallowed the swollen member she’d previously been licking. She took it deep, closing her lips around it and sucking hard. Groans filled the air, sighs of pleasure from him and her. Then, Miss Scarlet’s pale hand dropped between her thighs to stroke her own puffy sex. Struck by a spasm radiating out from my throbbing sex, I let out a gasp, “Oh…” It was the tiniest sound, a mere breath, but within the confines of the dressing room, it must surely have been audible. My heart stopped. What had I done? Terrifying scenarios ...
    flooded my mind as I awaited my fate. Miss Scarlet would shout, Sir Henry might beat me. In the event, however, Miss Scarlet’s eyelids fluttered, but her head didn’t turn. She continued slurping her lover’s meat, and he groaning, encouraged her. Exhaling slowly, I steadied myself and rubbed my clammy palms on my skirt. I felt giddy, hot. Perhaps I was sickening for something? A sudden commotion in the room caught my attention. My gaze was drawn once more to the gap in the screen. Now on her feet, Miss Scarlet had moved to the dressing table and stood, hands gripping her chair, in much the same way she’d done when I’d loosened her corset. Her legs were spread and I could see her longing expression reflected in her oval make-up mirror. Sir Henry, with a look of desire matching Miss Scarlet’s, moved up behind her. He fisted his manhood, pumping it hard before positioning it against Miss Scarlet’s moist sex. With an animalistic grunt, he pushed. He penetrated her in one slick move. My jaw dropped as I watched his thick penis slide in and out of Miss Scarlet’s flower. It disappeared right down to the root before each rapid withdrawal and further thrust. His claw-like hands gripped Miss Scarlet’s fleshy hips, pulling her forcefully against his thrusting groin, while she, face a mask of ecstasy, arched her back. I never dreamed sex was so rough. I’m not sure what I imagined it to be, but certainly not that. Sir Henry pounded Miss Scarlet like a rutting stag, slamming into her with enough ...
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