wouldn't you. You want to know what it's like...you want to suck a dick so bad!"
Face flaming, Mary looked away -- and nodded. Unthinkingly, she let her jaw relax, lips hanging open as she tried to imagine what someone's warm flesh would feel like sliding between them. She'd never done anything remotely like it before. Her relationships with men had always been polite, perfunctory, and above reproach. Few had ever lasted more than a few carefully arranged visits to the Lisle household.
"Suck it and then fuck it," Jennifer went on invitingly. "A nice, sloppy sucking just to show how sexy and slutty you really are, under that prim noblewoman's act. And then a good hard fuck in your needy snatch!" With a wiggle, she stretched a finger lower, stroking down Mary's crack to press against her hidden bum-hole. "And we mustn't neglect this, no we mustn't. Not your favorite place."
Mary gasped. Her hips rose, and Jennifer's fingertip slid along the inside of her pussy, making her moan loud and long. Soft pressure teased her crinkled pucker. "Yes!" she panted, nodding her head frantically. "Yes, there too -- all my holes! Ohh, Jennifer, you're such a minx. You make it all sound so good!"
Squirming, she reached up to give her friend's tits a hard squeeze, part loving caress and part firm reprimand. Jennifer giggled and preened, clearly understanding both interpretations.
"Mmm," Mary sighed regretfully, "You're so bad. I'm glad Jack is my brother, or else you'd have me convinced!" She squirmed on the bed, blushing, still enjoying the sensation of Jennifer's fingers pleasuring both her holes at once. "Why am I so bad, Jennifer," she moaned, almost plaintively. "Why are you so bad? Are all women like this?"
"Yes, dear," Jennifer told her soothingly. "Some of them just haven't admitted it yet." Her smile became wicked, and she rose abruptly, pulling her fingers from beneath Mary's body with a soft, wet, sucking sound. She stood over the noblewoman, wobbling a little on the soft mattress, her own pussy gleaming with obvious wetness as she gazed down at Mary. "Mm, but you have," she gl oated, rubbing her hands together. "You want a nice big cock, and I'm going to get you one -- right now!"
Bounding from the bed, Jennifer strode to the door and threw it wide. Mary gasped in horror as her maid called out "Jack? Oh Jaaack! Your sister wants a word with you!"
"Jennifer, no! " she hissed. "Absolutely not! He's my brother!" Her head spun as she tried to imagine what it would be like to face her brother, naked and aroused, the way that Jennifer had earlier that evening. Unconsciously, she picked at the shoulders of her nightgown. It was soaked with sweat, clinging awkwardly to her heavy breasts, but she clutched at it desperately as she heard footsteps in the hall. Panic warred with arousal, both clenching her belly until she felt almost sick.
Strolling to the bed once more, Jennifer tossed the covers back with a grin. Mary gasped and grabbed for them, which only moved her hands out of the way for Jennifer to grab her drawers and tug them briskly down.
"Jenny, no! " Mary wailed, but the maid gave her a brisk slap on the inside of each thigh, and Mary, yelping, found herself spreading her legs. Her nightshirt hitched up, and she blushed as she bared her bush -- and the sopping slit below it -- to Jennifer. Before she could stop her, the smiling maid had gathered both of Mary's wrists into her hands and lifted them above the squirming noblewoman's head.
There was a polite knock on the doorframe. Jennifer moved to one side, and Mary felt the bottom drop out of her stomach as Jack entered the room. He wore only a thin pair of linen trousers, with no shirt -- a habit from his sailing days, she supposed. Mary swallowed around a lump in her throat. She stared at his lean, athletic chest, lightly dusted with dark hairs, and belatedly pressed her thighs together, although it was far too late to keep him from getting a good look at her naked,
Face flaming, Mary looked away -- and nodded. Unthinkingly, she let her jaw relax, lips hanging open as she tried to imagine what someone's warm flesh would feel like sliding between them. She'd never done anything remotely like it before. Her relationships with men had always been polite, perfunctory, and above reproach. Few had ever lasted more than a few carefully arranged visits to the Lisle household.
"Suck it and then fuck it," Jennifer went on invitingly. "A nice, sloppy sucking just to show how sexy and slutty you really are, under that prim noblewoman's act. And then a good hard fuck in your needy snatch!" With a wiggle, she stretched a finger lower, stroking down Mary's crack to press against her hidden bum-hole. "And we mustn't neglect this, no we mustn't. Not your favorite place."
Mary gasped. Her hips rose, and Jennifer's fingertip slid along the inside of her pussy, making her moan loud and long. Soft pressure teased her crinkled pucker. "Yes!" she panted, nodding her head frantically. "Yes, there too -- all my holes! Ohh, Jennifer, you're such a minx. You make it all sound so good!"
Squirming, she reached up to give her friend's tits a hard squeeze, part loving caress and part firm reprimand. Jennifer giggled and preened, clearly understanding both interpretations.
"Mmm," Mary sighed regretfully, "You're so bad. I'm glad Jack is my brother, or else you'd have me convinced!" She squirmed on the bed, blushing, still enjoying the sensation of Jennifer's fingers pleasuring both her holes at once. "Why am I so bad, Jennifer," she moaned, almost plaintively. "Why are you so bad? Are all women like this?"
"Yes, dear," Jennifer told her soothingly. "Some of them just haven't admitted it yet." Her smile became wicked, and she rose abruptly, pulling her fingers from beneath Mary's body with a soft, wet, sucking sound. She stood over the noblewoman, wobbling a little on the soft mattress, her own pussy gleaming with obvious wetness as she gazed down at Mary. "Mm, but you have," she gl oated, rubbing her hands together. "You want a nice big cock, and I'm going to get you one -- right now!"
Bounding from the bed, Jennifer strode to the door and threw it wide. Mary gasped in horror as her maid called out "Jack? Oh Jaaack! Your sister wants a word with you!"
"Jennifer, no! " she hissed. "Absolutely not! He's my brother!" Her head spun as she tried to imagine what it would be like to face her brother, naked and aroused, the way that Jennifer had earlier that evening. Unconsciously, she picked at the shoulders of her nightgown. It was soaked with sweat, clinging awkwardly to her heavy breasts, but she clutched at it desperately as she heard footsteps in the hall. Panic warred with arousal, both clenching her belly until she felt almost sick.
Strolling to the bed once more, Jennifer tossed the covers back with a grin. Mary gasped and grabbed for them, which only moved her hands out of the way for Jennifer to grab her drawers and tug them briskly down.
"Jenny, no! " Mary wailed, but the maid gave her a brisk slap on the inside of each thigh, and Mary, yelping, found herself spreading her legs. Her nightshirt hitched up, and she blushed as she bared her bush -- and the sopping slit below it -- to Jennifer. Before she could stop her, the smiling maid had gathered both of Mary's wrists into her hands and lifted them above the squirming noblewoman's head.
There was a polite knock on the doorframe. Jennifer moved to one side, and Mary felt the bottom drop out of her stomach as Jack entered the room. He wore only a thin pair of linen trousers, with no shirt -- a habit from his sailing days, she supposed. Mary swallowed around a lump in her throat. She stared at his lean, athletic chest, lightly dusted with dark hairs, and belatedly pressed her thighs together, although it was far too late to keep him from getting a good look at her naked,
Similar Books
