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Serving At Her Pleasure
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Fresh from an illicit interlude with the two male servants, Angeline is satisfied for the first time in years--even her dullard husband, Lord Shottsford, notices a rare glow about her. But he quickly points out her age and girth, and her hopes of returning to a pleasurable sexual relationship with him are quickly dashed.
Luckily she's arranged a signal with the two servants she had her rendezvous with the day before. They show up in the forest as she instructs; but now Angeline has a new problem. Two virile male bodies, two stiff shafts to enjoy however she pleases, two lovely playthings. Where should she start, and what new excesses does she dare explore with them?
WARNING: This 6000-word erotic interlude is Part II of the Serving At Her Pleasure series. It includes explicit depictions of MM and MMF intimacy, including oral sex and all sorts of other penetrations, taking place in a setting reminiscent of Downton Abbey.
Excerpt: Their bodies, close together; one nude man atop another, their long, hard cocks--what? Rubbing together? Thrusting hard against naked thighs, naked bellies... "I should like to witness this," she said. There was a long pause. "I should like to witness this," she clarified, "right now." They both sat there, wide-eyed, mouths agape. "Ma'am?" Anderson inquired politely. "Up with you, both of you," she said, and they rose hesitantly to their feet. "I wish to see the two of you engage in--what did you call it, Mr Thewson?" "Sexual congress," he repeated. "Exactly. Together, here and now. And I shall watch and determine whether I might enjoy some congress of my own." The heat in the air was becoming unbearable. Angeline's chest was tighter than any corset could have drawn it, and she could feel her eyes blazing as she regarded the two men. "What is the matter?" she asked. "So shy, all of a sudden?" "Yes, ma'am," Anderson answered, and Thewson jabbed him again with his elbow. Angeline could bear no more; she would burst if she had to wait for a single moment more. She stepped to Anderson, delighting slightly in the aura of fear she felt to emanate from him as she approached. She grasped his trousers and pulled hard, not caring if the flies would fall off when she pulled. The trousers opened easily enough, and she pulled them down. He wore some cotton pantaloons underneath, and she tugged these down to his thighs as well. There: the lovely, white cock she was after flopped out and she took it in her hand. It was a different thing, now, moving loosely and lying inert in her hand. Far different from the long, stiff rod that had thrust into her like a pile-driver the day before. "It's very--" she said, and then felt it move. Not move, quite; it had begun to change, to strengthen and grow, right there in her hand. Angeline knew that this process existed; she had simply never had the opportunity to witness it. The male organ was such a strange mystery! She leant down to examine it more closely; indeed, it was lengthening and thickening, before her very eyes. She ran her hand the length of it, felt its resistance and stiffness. Anderson sighed quietly.
Título : An Afternoon of Pleasure
EAN : 9781497731912
Editorial : Belle Presse
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