FILLED By The Lusty Lords (Historical Smut With A Side Of Story) (3 page)

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Rose pushed her
lips over the head and already felt her jaw ache. The pressure of his hand on
the back of her head encouraged her to slide down on it. She tasted what she
assumed must have been her own flavor on him and she wondered if all women
indeed tasted that way.

Hellor said, “Use
your lips to cover your teeth.”

It took her a
second, but she figured out what he meant and she complied.

“More tongue.”

She obeyed.

He hit the back of
her throat and she gagged. He started to pull out and she sucked in a wet
breath over him, but then he thrust back in and gagged her again. He started using
her mouth the way he had used her sex. She found the rhythm and relaxed her
throat. He went deeper and moaned. She found air between his longer thrusts and
started massaging him with her tongue.

“You need to try
this, Ramsey.”

“Would love to, lord.”

Hellor pulled at Rose’s
hair and worked her mouth up and down his length as he said, “Raise your back
up for your lord … Higher. Arch your back, dear.”

She felt Ramsey
enter her from behind. He was as long as Hellor, but not as thick. With two men
inside her and pumping away, she was lost in the sensations.

Hellor pulled her
face off of him and stood up from the chair. He pulled her off of Ramsey and
over to a couch. He laid on his back and pulled her on top. He slid inside her
and filled her up in a way Ramsey could not. She moaned with pleasure.

“Get over here and
try her mouth.”

Hellor turned her
head to the side and held her neck. She opened her mouth and stuck out her
tongue when she saw Ramsey’s signature curve. Hellor slid her mouth over
Ramsey’s manhood. As Ramsey pumped into her mouth, she found more freedom of
movement without Hellor’s thickness. Ramsey enjoyed her effort and moaned.

Hellor pulled her
away from Ramsey as he thrust up into her from underneath. “Get behind her.

Ramsey obeyed and
climbed on the couch. “What now?”

“Take the
unoccupied hole.”

“Really?”

“Hurry. While you
are still wet.”

Rose felt Ramsey
press and slide into her ass. She screamed as she was stretched at both holes.
She moaned in ways she had never heard from the girls in the woods. Her noises
encouraged them to ram her harder. Soon, she wanted more.

“So tight,” Ramsey
moaned.

“Join me in this
hole to feel even tighter.”

“What?”

Rose stared down at
Hellor. He winked and licked her nipple. She gasped.

Hellor said, “Come
on. Two horses in the same stall. How often do you get this opportunity,
Ramsey?”

Ramsey pulled from
her ass with a pop. She felt him press at her tightness around Hellor’s shaft.
She didn’t think she could take it. Hellor’s thrusts pulled Ramsey in and then
drove him home. She felt so stretched and her entire body throbbed. Her muscles
pulsed and she exploded with pleasure.

The men rubbed
together as they slid around inside her. She thrust back and felt her breasts
rocking into Hellor’s face and mouth over and over. Hellor pulled out leaving
Ramsey to take her alone. She missed the stretch.

Hellor held himself
between her breasts and pressed them together. He thrust between them and she
smiled at his creativity. She rocked her body to please them both.

“I’m getting
close,” Ramsey said.

“Back to the desk,”
Count Hellor ordered.

Hellor lifted her
under his arm and carried her back across the room. She felt strange and dirty.
Rose wrapped her hand around his hardness and worked him with her hand until he
tossed her facedown on the desk.

Hellor brought her
around and stuffed her mouth again. She sucked with passion as Ramsey entered
her from behind. He started in her lips, but then slid up into her ass again.
After a few pumps, he switched holes again.

Ramsey groaned and
thrust into her over the desk hard enough to lift her off the floor. She felt
him swell and throb inside her. He pulled out and she felt two warm squirts
strike her puckered ass between her cheeks.

She moaned over
Hellor’s shaft as he thrust into her mouth. He pulled his shaft from her
willing mouth and sprayed his seed over her lips and face. She lapped with her
tongue swallowing as much as she could catch. As he stroked, she felt Ramsey’s
stickiness dripping down her legs from inside her. Rose licked and sucked the
end of Hellor until he was soft in her mouth.

Count Hellor
dropped away from her finally. If the chair hadn’t happened to have been right
behind him at that moment he would have fallen naked to the floor as opposed to
dropping bare assed onto its soft upholstery.

Lord Ramsey laughed
and swiped upward at Rose’s right ass cheek filling the room with the smacking
sound and jiggling her flesh. Hellor leaned up and swiped downward with his
open palm giving a harder, louder smack on her left cheek. Ramsey repeated his
spank sideways and Hellor responded in kind. They spanked her already reddened
cheeks over and over. They took on slightly different speeds so that they were
sometimes alternating with each other and at other moments spanking her cheeks
simultaneously. She bit her lip and buried her face into her forearms over the
desk to endure their punishment.

Eventually they
broke into laughter and relented their assault on her hot buttocks.

“I am amazed, Lord
Ramsey,” Count Hellor breathed. “Such talent you have brought to our midst.
Would you deny me taking this girl for my own court and home pleasure?”

Ramsey swallowed
breaking his breathing pattern for a moment and then said, “You are my friend
and lord. In this, as in all things, I deny you and our king nothing.”

“What say you,
girl?” Hellor called from the chair. “Would you come with me to be my servant
and serve my pleasure far from this dark valley?”

“Yes, lord.” She
shivered from her spent energy and stinging backside as much as from the
thought of being whisked away from her father and the only home she had ever
known. She felt the urge to touch herself again at the thought of Count
Hellor’s unique tastes and discipline.

“What would you
want now, dear?” Hellor said, “If I could give you anything in this moment,
what is your desire?”

She swallowed as
she remained bent over the desk afraid to ask for what she really wanted.
“Fruit, my lord.”

Hellor narrowed his
eyes at her. “Fruit, you say?”

“Yes, lord, I want
to try the fruits I saw on the tables in the ball room.”

Count Hellor
laughed. “As do I, dear. Ramsey, will you indulge us in this?”

Ramsey turned.
“Steward?”

The door opened and
the steward’s eyes immediately turned to the floor even though Rose’s raw ass
and swollen sex were flared up for his view. She licked Count Hellor’s seed
from her lips and enjoyed the taste. She wanted more.

The steward said,
“Yes, my lord?”

“Bring me and my
guests three droughts of wine,” Ramsey said.

“Six,” Hellor
corrected. Rose saw his shaft growing thick and stout again. She wondered and
hoped that their session might not be finished. He caught her looking and
smiled as he stroked himself for her. “It is a party after all.”

“Six draughts,”
Ramsey said. “And a platter stacked high with a generous selection of all the
fruits. After that, we are not to be disturbed until I call you again.”

“Yes, lord.”

The door closed
again and Hellor stood still massaging his growing thickness. “Yes, dear, we
are going to have amazing adventures together.”

Rose swallowed and
smiled. “Yes, lord.”

The End

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Her Wanton Wish

Anna was a shy,
poverty-stricken girl of a lowly, forgettable bloodline. A
good for nothing
--
deemed useless by society. She always had been, and she she always would
be. Relegated to the gutter... that would be her future. And despite her comely
face and thin, attractive body, nobody much seemed to care for the girl. The
attractive lass also had a wit to match her looks. A sharp-tongue and sharper
mind. Though no one seemed to bother finding out. Born into the lowest class of
society, her future had already been written for her at birth. A pretty face
and enticing body wasn't going to change that. Or so she thought... But, there
are some lusty men out there walking the cobblestone streets who would value a
young, beautiful virgin woman regardless of the bloodline, so long as the
panty-line was enticing!

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 At just nineteen years
old, Anna was an uneducated, untrained wench by all indications. Though she was
fond of reading fanciful tales in her free-time, these seemed to serve no
purpose in the real world of her dreary existence.

The untouched damsel would
spend hours pouring over her fantastical books... of a rather lewd variety!
Daydreaming about the handsome men and their wanton ways. Oh my, how she wished
to be taken by such a fellow! To know what it was like for a true nobleman to
fill her with his thick, southern shaft... ramming it deep and true into the
ripe little treat between her legs! 

It wasn't much to ask for,
was it? She certainly didn't seem to think so. The problem was, Anna seemed to
forever be having trouble luring in such a man. A girl of such lowly birth...
it seemed an impossible dream. They thought she was too this, or too that, or
not enough this, or not enough that. Some even called her
too dirty.
As
if that meant anything... No matter the reason, there always was one. That's
what hurt youthful Anna the most. Having nobody to call her own and no real
answer as to why... queen or peasant, she surely deserved a fellow, did she
not?

The girl took grand care
of herself, as much as she could. With that long, dark, gorgeous hair of hers.
Beautiful locks! Almost like those right out of a fairytale story. And that
pale skin tone... Those pert, supple tits should have been enough to snag any
man she yearned for. But, this was not to be so... There remained that damnable
fact. The inescapable trait which scared away all noblemen.

That is, until she met
Lord Hugo...

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It was supposed to be a
quick, easy errand. Anna's father instructed her to deliver one of his products
to a local shop. One of the rich buildings far across town. A place she loved
to venture into and explore – knowing full well that she could never be a part
of it. But, this short little run would give her imagination something else to
focus on for a while. A chance to view the expensive shops and peer in at the
untouchable products. Not to mention all those carriages with noblemen and
noblewomen sitting inside, with their fancy clothes and elegant mannerisms. It
was a treat unlike any other... and yet, a torture all the same. Poor Anna
spent countless hours despairing over her plight. But, what else could she do?
Take a chance and venture out... and with that in mind, she put foot to
cobblestone and headed off into the opulent section of the city – making sure
to gussy up her feminine bits, on the off-chance some lord or prince might
notice her, hah!

Yeah, right...

That was never going to
happen, and she knew it. Men around there just didn't like
her
kind. It
was dumb and stupid, but it was true. However, nonetheless, Anna resolved to
stay resolute and hopeful – for at least a few hours, if she could help it.

Her father said it would
be a fast mission. A quick jaunt, a fast hand-off, and a hasty retreat! Nothing
to worry or fret about. As if he needed to convince darling little Anna... the
girl would do anything she could to set foot in the rich part of town! To see
how the
other
side lived! What a dream it was. Nothing short of a
fairytale story. So the girl tied together the parcel, packaging it neatly.

“Now, be safe out there my
dear sweet Anna!” Her father had said with a tone of sincerity.

And with that, off she
went.

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