think?”
“Can I taste it?”
“Aye, that you can miss.”
She took hold of his shaft in both hands, stroking up and
down the length of him as she brought her lips to the bulbous head. I’d never
be able to fit something like that inside me, she thought, picturing her pussy
refusing to let it inside. It’s too big. How can anyone possibly have sex?
She took him into her mouth, running her tongue over the
length of him, circling the head, tracing lines of the ridges of his veins,
drawing him as deep into the back of her throat as she could manage.
“You’re a natural cock sucker,” Harry said and Laura felt a
burst of pride. I’m a natural, she thought. Wait until I tell Father and Maria
how good I am at sucking cock.
He gripped her head in place and began to thrust faster into
her mouth, letting out a groan. “I’m going to come in your mouth,” he said.
“You want to taste it don’t you?”
She nodded as best she could, feeling his shaft twitch
suddenly, hitting the roof of her mouth before landing on her tongue. There was
another spasm and then a spurt of wet warmth gushed from the end of it, hitting
the back of her throat.
She couldn’t swallow with him still between her lips, all
she could do was wait as he shot out a second load of cum before slowly moving
to the edge of her mouth. She licked the last drops from him, running her
tongue over him before swallowing quickly.
Standing up, she grinned at him. “Did I do it right?”
“Aye lass, that you did.”
“Wonderful!” she said, clapping her hands and jumping for
joy. “I’m a good cock sucker aren’t I?”
Harry smiled and ruffled her hair. “You’re a natural miss
but where’s this flower you wanted me to see?”
“Oh, right here,” she said, lifting her dress and pulling
her knickers aside. She let him stare for a moment at her soaking wet pussy
whilst she let out a giggle. A second later she dropped her dress back into
place and skipped her way out of the woods back towards the house, the taste of
his cum still in the back of her throat.
She was disappointed to find Father and Maria had gone out
for the afternoon, leaving her forced to hold in her revelation until they
returned. She dined alone that evening and by nightfall they still hadn’t
returned. Eventually Laura climbed into bed, her pussy tingling at the thought
of what she’d done that day. Not only that but she felt strangely excited about
telling Maria and her Father about it in the morning, picturing their shocked
and disgusted faces as she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.
Chapter 3
The next morning Laura awoke to find a strange man towering
over her bed. “Awake at last,” he growled. “Come on. The coach is waiting.”
“Who are you?” Laura asked, blinking the sleep from her
eyes.
“Your new tutor.”
He reached over and grabbed her arm, pulling her from the
bed. “You should wear this,” he said, tossing a nappy towards her. “It is a
long journey and we will not be making stops.”
“How dare you sir? I am not an infant.”
“That’s not what I hear from your father. Will you put that
thing on or not?”
“I will not!”
“Very well.” He threw her back onto the bed, lifting her
nightdress to her waist. “I’ll do it myself.”
Laura protested vehemently. “Let go of me this instant!”
“Stop wriggling or it’ll be the worse for you.” He held her
shoulders down with one arm and she was surprised by his strength. She felt no
shame at her pussy being exposed in this way, only rage that he dared enter her
room and treat her so callously. With his free hand, he shoved the length of
cloth under her bottom, pulling either corner together and finally letting go
of her. Before she could sit up he had it tied in place and only then did he stand
back and smile at her raging face.
She went to rip it away and he snarled at her. “I warn you
not to cross me young lady. A smacked bottom will ensue.”
“You
“Can I taste it?”
“Aye, that you can miss.”
She took hold of his shaft in both hands, stroking up and
down the length of him as she brought her lips to the bulbous head. I’d never
be able to fit something like that inside me, she thought, picturing her pussy
refusing to let it inside. It’s too big. How can anyone possibly have sex?
She took him into her mouth, running her tongue over the
length of him, circling the head, tracing lines of the ridges of his veins,
drawing him as deep into the back of her throat as she could manage.
“You’re a natural cock sucker,” Harry said and Laura felt a
burst of pride. I’m a natural, she thought. Wait until I tell Father and Maria
how good I am at sucking cock.
He gripped her head in place and began to thrust faster into
her mouth, letting out a groan. “I’m going to come in your mouth,” he said.
“You want to taste it don’t you?”
She nodded as best she could, feeling his shaft twitch
suddenly, hitting the roof of her mouth before landing on her tongue. There was
another spasm and then a spurt of wet warmth gushed from the end of it, hitting
the back of her throat.
She couldn’t swallow with him still between her lips, all
she could do was wait as he shot out a second load of cum before slowly moving
to the edge of her mouth. She licked the last drops from him, running her
tongue over him before swallowing quickly.
Standing up, she grinned at him. “Did I do it right?”
“Aye lass, that you did.”
“Wonderful!” she said, clapping her hands and jumping for
joy. “I’m a good cock sucker aren’t I?”
Harry smiled and ruffled her hair. “You’re a natural miss
but where’s this flower you wanted me to see?”
“Oh, right here,” she said, lifting her dress and pulling
her knickers aside. She let him stare for a moment at her soaking wet pussy
whilst she let out a giggle. A second later she dropped her dress back into
place and skipped her way out of the woods back towards the house, the taste of
his cum still in the back of her throat.
She was disappointed to find Father and Maria had gone out
for the afternoon, leaving her forced to hold in her revelation until they
returned. She dined alone that evening and by nightfall they still hadn’t
returned. Eventually Laura climbed into bed, her pussy tingling at the thought
of what she’d done that day. Not only that but she felt strangely excited about
telling Maria and her Father about it in the morning, picturing their shocked
and disgusted faces as she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.
Chapter 3
The next morning Laura awoke to find a strange man towering
over her bed. “Awake at last,” he growled. “Come on. The coach is waiting.”
“Who are you?” Laura asked, blinking the sleep from her
eyes.
“Your new tutor.”
He reached over and grabbed her arm, pulling her from the
bed. “You should wear this,” he said, tossing a nappy towards her. “It is a
long journey and we will not be making stops.”
“How dare you sir? I am not an infant.”
“That’s not what I hear from your father. Will you put that
thing on or not?”
“I will not!”
“Very well.” He threw her back onto the bed, lifting her
nightdress to her waist. “I’ll do it myself.”
Laura protested vehemently. “Let go of me this instant!”
“Stop wriggling or it’ll be the worse for you.” He held her
shoulders down with one arm and she was surprised by his strength. She felt no
shame at her pussy being exposed in this way, only rage that he dared enter her
room and treat her so callously. With his free hand, he shoved the length of
cloth under her bottom, pulling either corner together and finally letting go
of her. Before she could sit up he had it tied in place and only then did he stand
back and smile at her raging face.
She went to rip it away and he snarled at her. “I warn you
not to cross me young lady. A smacked bottom will ensue.”
“You
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