Lord Of The Manor - Sex Stories

Lord Of The Manor

... occur again. But besides that, Sir Thomas was a handsome man and a welcome diversion from her husband Jacob's constant pawing her at home. So when she entered Sir Thomas' bedroom and saw him lying there naked, his huge cock angrily reaching for the ceiling, her heart leaped. She couldn't wait to try him on for size.

Reggie had enlisted the maids of the house to outfit Martha in a loosely fitting gown with nary a scrap underneath. Her huge breasts jiggled and bounced sexily with each step, and she threw her shoulders back to exaggerate them even more. She briefly made eye contact with Thomas, but her gaze was riveted on his thick prick.

Thomas greedily eyed her as she stood there waiting for further instructions. Martha's long raven locks glistened with auburn highlights from her work outdoors before being hired to help in the manor. Her rosy complexion and tanned face were a departure from most ladies of that era who prided themselves in lily white skin powdered to look even paler as a show of their wealth. His wife, despite her obvious beauty, was as pale as a statue in comparison, and Thomas found Martha's dark lusty coloring sensuous and exciting. Her voluptuous shape only added to his excitement. He couldn't wait to lift those skirts and reveal the pleasures hidden by them. Martha's reputation preceded her, and the anticipation of experiencing them firsthand caused his large cock to swell even more.

"Come here, lass. You are a thing of beauty, but I'd like a ...

... closer look. And you may be excused for the evening, Reginald."

Reggie, who had been standing just outside the door awaiting his dismissal, quietly closed the door, but stayed there, his ear to the door, grinning. He knew what would be happening soon.

Martha approached the bed, smiling seductively. Thomas patted the place beside him and beckoned Martha to be seated.

She licked her lips at the sight of his thick phallus close-up, causing Thomas to break out in a toothy grin.

"Aye, he's a big one, isn't he? Most of the maidens around here have felt a wincing joy from him. Would ye like a taste first, Martha? A good lick makes the medicine go down easier. Put your hand on him and give him a stroke or two as well."

Martha reached over and placed her small hand around Sir Thomas's girth. She giggled when she realized her fingers could not encompass him, and she looked at him questioningly.

"Go ahead, lass. Put those ruby lips around him and see what he says. Sometimes he kisses back a wee bit when a lady puts her lips to him. Give it a try."

Martha was no stranger to blow jobs, but never with someone as distinguished as Sir Thomas. She loved the feeling of a cock in her mouth, especially when a lusty young lad from the village was on the other end of it. But Sir Thomas was different, not to mention larger than the cocks she was used to.

She first kissed the bell-shaped head, and then she opened wide and slipped her moist lips over the crown. She felt his cock ...