We begin to meet regularly as social acquaintances but it is not until we are both invited to a ball out of town that the occasion to be somewhat alone is again possible. For the sake of convenience we are to share a chaise and 2 for transport to the ball. At the ball we behave like any other acquainted pair and both dance and converse with the other guests. The wine is flowing and a good evening is enjoyed. As we leave I take your hand to be helped into the carriage. We are both a little inebriated.
We talk and laugh as the journey proceeds. Then suddenly we are kissing passionately and I can feel desire rise within me. Your hand rises up my skirt and finds it's way to my hot wet hole. You have me almost laid back in the seat as you feel and probe, making me feel most excited. You pull down my under garments, kneel on the floor and push my legs apart at the knees. Your head disappears under my skirts and then I feel your hot wet tongue probe where your fingers had been. The effects of both this and the alcohol are making me dizzy. As I feel an explosion between my legs I cry out in pleasure.
You push down your trousers and under garment and are seated again. The long thick smoothness I felt last time is standing proud.
'Come, remove your shoes and undergarments, then sit astride me as a man on a horse' you instruct.
I don't really understand but find myself doing as asked. As I lower myself to sit, you use your fingers to open my hole and your smooth hardness enters it. The motion of the chaise is such that I am made to rise and fall alike to riding a horse. The feeling is incredible. Your eyes close tightly, your hands are around my hips. Each time I lower you pull me down with more force, your hardness deep inside me. At last your face contracts in pleasure and I feel the hot sticky liquid leave you and enter me. You let out a loud cry.
'Sir is all well?' Cries the groomsman
'Yes but do stop for a moment'
'Yes sir'
The groomsman is young tall and handsome. I hear him step down and the door is opened. We are in a quiet sheltered spot.
'Richards, the lady is not yet fully satisfied, will you help me?'
Richards enters the carriage. Undoes his breeches and removes his shoes and lower clothes. Together they both remove my outer garments, I am left wearing only a corset. You loosen the laces of the corset and release my breasts. You both place me on the seat on all fours as though I were a dog. My head is in your lap and your hands are caressing my breasts. Richards fingers remove your hot wetness, he massages it into my legs. With his thumbs he holds my hole open, his fingers firmly on my backside, he thrusts his hardness into my hole. I am at once shocked and delirious at the sensation.
'I'm good sir, let me know when I may proceed to pleasure the lady'
Your hardness has returned. You bid me open my mouth and place the hardness inside.
'Suck me like I am a delicacy' you ask
I am puzzled but eager to discover new delights.
You wave a hand at the groomsman and I feel him withdraw from me almost only to thrust into me again hard.
I suck and lick you as I am bid and am pleased to discover this excites you.
The groomsman places a hand around the front of me, slides it down and places the tip of his finger at the top of the flesh around my hole. He rubs gently and I feel myself tighten the muscles inside me around him.
My head is bobbing as I suck and lick along your hard rod.
The groomsman is going a little faster and I begin to feel the heat of desire build within me. But you reach the peak of desire first.
I can feel you throbbing in my mouth and next I feel a pulse of hot salty syrup into my mouth, I swallow instantly as you cry out.
The groomsman is pushing into me hard, your hands are fondling my breasts. My hole is tightening and lubricating itself. Richards grabs my hips, holding them firmly he enters me hard and fast. You are pinching my nipples and suddenly I have an urge to scream out.
'Oh my lord!'
You give Richards another wave, his arms now wrap around me pulling me towards him, he is now entering me deep hard and fast until he can contain himself no more. With a shout I feel his hot saltiness enter me fast.
They assist me with my dressing and redress themselves. All is returned to apparently normal. Aside from my returning home with undergarments sticky with the excited syrup of 2 men. |
