Not Quite A Mail Order Bride (Mail Order Brides) by Susan Leigh Carlton Page B
Authors: Susan Leigh Carlton
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muscles in his arms and his chest. She could feel herself becoming very wet in anticipation, as he stepped out of his trousers and then the long johns. His manhood, now free, stood stiffly erect. He took her in his arms, feeling the hot points of her breast against his chest. Arms around each other, they slowly danced to the nameless tune in the air around them. Slowly they backed to the bed and down onto it.
On her back, her eyes hooded with passion, she put her hand on his rigid shaft, Luke groaned as she massaged it back and forth. “Careful,” he said. It’s been a long time. She didn’t stop. He took her breast into his mouth and began caressing it with his tongue. He moved his hand slowly down her stomach, through the wiry hairs guarding the entrance. He massaged the folds at the entrance and slipped a finger inside. She felt the finger enter and begin moving, she arched her back to meet it. Moisture was pouring forth, making the interior very slick. When his finger touched the magic spot and began manipulating it, her moans grew, he could feel her body tense as she felt the beginning throes of climax. As the intensity grew, she writhed back and forth until, with a loud moan she relaxed.
“Do you have protection?” she asked. [Author’s note: The Comstock Act of 1873 made it illegal to ship obscene materials through the US Mails. Condoms were considered obscene. Store owners received their orders via Wells Fargo. They kept them under counters and out view of the genteel females that were customers. Luke had acquired his before Clara’s death and still had some.] He fumbled around and found one and began to don it. “Let me,” said Martha, and rolled it onto the erect shaft.
Luke lubricated it with her own juices, and then at the entrance to the vault, rubbed it against her, teasing her with a slight penetration and then withdrawal. When he did it again, she thrust her hips up to meet it and then groaned with the pleasure it gave her. She began moving against it with Luke pushing it further in each time. He felt her tense again and another climax was upon her. She was bucking, twisting and thrusting until she was spent.
He began moving up and down, in and out, with her eyes watching his face. When she saw the full force of desire move across his face, she began to undulate against him. They found a rhythm moving in counter thrusts. Clasping her arms tightly around him, she began increasing the speed of her movements. He began moving faster and harder, penetrating to the deepest part of her vault. The full force of climax hit them simultaneously. She elevated her hips as high as they would go to meet his pumping thrusts as he emptied himself inside her.
Spent, he lay on top of her, with some of his weight on his elbows. “You were magnificent,” she said. “It was everything I thought it would be.”
“Well,” he said. “You were pretty incredible yourself. I thoroughly enjoyed it myself, though there were times I nearly fell off.” He smiled and kissed her.
“It was your fault,” she said “You were the one that touched me and brought out all of the hidden passion.”
“I wish you didn’t have to go home. I wish you could stay the night,” he said.
“So do I,” she said, “but it would make for an uncomfortable situation in the morning in both households. Now that you have sampled the merchandise, do you still want to marry me?”
“More than ever, darling.”
“Good answer,” she said.
They began dressing. As she began straightening her clothes and arranging her hair, she said, “You don’t need to get dressed.”
“You don’t think for one minute I’m going to let you go home by yourself?” he said.
“I’ll be all right,” she said.
“No, end of discussion.”
He got her carriage, and tied his horse behind it and drove her home. A couple happy with the bargain they had made. Upon arrival, there was a
On her back, her eyes hooded with passion, she put her hand on his rigid shaft, Luke groaned as she massaged it back and forth. “Careful,” he said. It’s been a long time. She didn’t stop. He took her breast into his mouth and began caressing it with his tongue. He moved his hand slowly down her stomach, through the wiry hairs guarding the entrance. He massaged the folds at the entrance and slipped a finger inside. She felt the finger enter and begin moving, she arched her back to meet it. Moisture was pouring forth, making the interior very slick. When his finger touched the magic spot and began manipulating it, her moans grew, he could feel her body tense as she felt the beginning throes of climax. As the intensity grew, she writhed back and forth until, with a loud moan she relaxed.
“Do you have protection?” she asked. [Author’s note: The Comstock Act of 1873 made it illegal to ship obscene materials through the US Mails. Condoms were considered obscene. Store owners received their orders via Wells Fargo. They kept them under counters and out view of the genteel females that were customers. Luke had acquired his before Clara’s death and still had some.] He fumbled around and found one and began to don it. “Let me,” said Martha, and rolled it onto the erect shaft.
Luke lubricated it with her own juices, and then at the entrance to the vault, rubbed it against her, teasing her with a slight penetration and then withdrawal. When he did it again, she thrust her hips up to meet it and then groaned with the pleasure it gave her. She began moving against it with Luke pushing it further in each time. He felt her tense again and another climax was upon her. She was bucking, twisting and thrusting until she was spent.
He began moving up and down, in and out, with her eyes watching his face. When she saw the full force of desire move across his face, she began to undulate against him. They found a rhythm moving in counter thrusts. Clasping her arms tightly around him, she began increasing the speed of her movements. He began moving faster and harder, penetrating to the deepest part of her vault. The full force of climax hit them simultaneously. She elevated her hips as high as they would go to meet his pumping thrusts as he emptied himself inside her.
Spent, he lay on top of her, with some of his weight on his elbows. “You were magnificent,” she said. “It was everything I thought it would be.”
“Well,” he said. “You were pretty incredible yourself. I thoroughly enjoyed it myself, though there were times I nearly fell off.” He smiled and kissed her.
“It was your fault,” she said “You were the one that touched me and brought out all of the hidden passion.”
“I wish you didn’t have to go home. I wish you could stay the night,” he said.
“So do I,” she said, “but it would make for an uncomfortable situation in the morning in both households. Now that you have sampled the merchandise, do you still want to marry me?”
“More than ever, darling.”
“Good answer,” she said.
They began dressing. As she began straightening her clothes and arranging her hair, she said, “You don’t need to get dressed.”
“You don’t think for one minute I’m going to let you go home by yourself?” he said.
“I’ll be all right,” she said.
“No, end of discussion.”
He got her carriage, and tied his horse behind it and drove her home. A couple happy with the bargain they had made. Upon arrival, there was a
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