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The Storyteller of Brompton House - part two
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Rheged6, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories
House on the Knaresborough Road. Carrie’s mouth hung open as she stared at this amazing building. It was huge. Just about all the other houses along that road had been turned into prestigious offices or boutique hotels. It stood three stories high. “My bedroom is on the first floor at the back,” said Cat, as he guided the stunned Carrie up the steps to the enormous double door. She looked down some side steps to a separate entrance. “That’s the basement flat which I use as a den; once upon a time the servants would have lived down there.” As soon as the door was closed Carrie was all over him, tearing at his clothes. “This way,” he said, grabbing her by the hand. They ran up the broad staircase and Carrie was only a split second behind, as Cat burst into his bedroom. As he reached the bed he turned and saw that Carrie was already stripped down to her panties, and these were kicked off in very short order. He cursed his shirt buttons, as Carrie had his trouser belt and zip released and was tugging his slacks from him. In moments both were naked; writhing, groping, sucking, kissing and with hands working independently to feel flesh. They rolled onto the bed; Carrie was taking no notice of the room, other than thinking she had never seen a bed quite as big. Cat was sucking her nipples deep into his mouth while finger fucking her furiously. There was no finesse, just raw animal frenzy. “Fuck me, Cat, fuck me hard. Get that prick inside me and get pounding please.” Reaching down ...