Lord Of The Manor Part 2 - Sex Stories

Lord Of The Manor Part 2

... daughter is not far behind. I've not yet sampled her, but if rumors are any indications, she will be a delight to play with. She is not yet twenty, but according to Reginald, my servant, she has experience in love that makes her a prize. I think you will be delighted when you see her as well as her mother.

After another glass each, Reginald announced that everything was ready. The pair left the great hall and retired to the large guest bedroom. There they found sleeping garments in the large dressing room along with a flask of fine French wine that Thomas had been saving for a special occasion.

Reginald had prepared everything in advance. and when they returned to the boudoir, Clarence questioned about the sleeping arrangements.

"I doubt you'll do much sleeping, Marquess, but the bed is yours. When the time comes I will retire to my other room through that hidden panel by the fireplace. You may take your pick of the two wenches, but either should prove to be entertaining."

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(A few evenings prior)

Martha and Marian cuddled together in their comfortable manor house bed. They were now spending several nights each week sleeping in the manor house as their duties demanded. Of course, it was common for staff to sleep together in one bed as there were never enough beds for each of them. It only made sense that the pair slept together as mother and daughter. They were lucky to have a room of their own as many of the staff slept in a dormitory-style room ...

... with the men on one side and the women on the other. Occasionally those boundaries were broken when one of the staff was particularly horny. The sounds of lovemaking were common to the room.

The cold night air caused Martha to wrap her arms around her beautiful daughter. She put her nose to her daughter's neck and inhaled the flowery fragrance of her thick blonde tresses. Marian had many of her mother's outstanding features: large breasts, a curvy figure, and full, luscious lips, but her golden hair color was a study in contrast to her mother's raven locks.

Martha kissed her daughter's neck and squeezed her breasts playfully. She cooed in Marian's ear, "I love you, Sweetheart. You are so precious to me."

"Mother, may I ask you a question?"

"Of course, Child. What is it you want?"

Marian paused. She had always attracted the eyes of men and boys in the village, but since being hired by Sir Thomas, things had intensified and she was confused about how to react. She didn't want to disappoint him or other men in the household, and the attention caused her to feel things that were perhaps improper. But what worried her the most was that she was no longer a virgin. Reginald, Sir Thomas's servant had seen to that.

So she explained to her mother her concerns and eventually admitted that the same evening her mother had been gone so long, Reginald had been in her bed and coupled with her. He had left their room shortly before her mother had returned from Sir Thomas's ...