Anonymous - The Loves of Lord Roxboro

“Well,” said Lord Roxboro, “I certainly am sorry to lose two such excellent servants as you, but I have never yet stood in the way of any man in bettering himself. Such is not the way of the Roxboro family, and furthermore, as you have gone to the trouble to arrange for a suitable substitute for yourself, I can see no reason why we shouldn't dispense with the little point regarding the month's notice. Just as soon as Mr. Meadows arrives, you may consider yourself absolved from all obligations to me.”

“Oh, thank you so much, my lord,” they both exclaimed in unison.

“You always were the most generous of men,” added Marie with heartfelt sincerity.

“Oh, it's nothing,” replied his lordship.

“Well, we had better go now,” said Montgomery, looking at Marie and backing away.

“I would like to see you alone for one minute,” said Lord Roxboro to Marie.

So Marie stayed and Montgomery passed out of the room.

“Just sit down on the couch,” said Lord Roxboro to her. “I will not detain you for long.”

Marie sat on the couch, followed immediately by Lord Roxboro after he had bolted the door.

“I am going to give you a little present before you go,” said Lord Roxboro, resting one of his hands on Marie's knee. “You know, I am anxious to impress my seal upon your happiness,” he said as he leaned over and planted a lewd kiss on her neck.

“Oh, you are as jolly as ever!” giggled Marie.

Lord Roxboro snuggled a little closer to her and nudged her knee with his.

“Oh, you cunning little wench,” he said, “I wish I could go to Australia with you.”

Then without warning, he lifted her skirts and flung them up over her chest, exposing her thighs and the lower part of her abdomen. At the sight of her delicate charms, Lord Roxboro's tremendous member, which had become as hard and as stiff as a rod of steel, burst forth through his trousers and stuck out threateningly.

“Oh, I am almost spending now,” cried his lordship and forthwith thrust the glowing head against the entrance of her twitching vagina. Before Lord Roxboro could continue any further, Marie gave a sudden forward lunge that buried his lordship's lance to the balls. After such encouragement, his lordship rode her up and down furiously until the climax came, and even then he did not stop but continued up and down until the last drop of spunk had been injected into her.

Then they separated and adjusted their clothing. As they crossed to the door, Lord Roxboro whispered to her, “Come to my room at five o'clock in the morning and I will give you my final blessing. Don't forget. I'll be waiting for you.” He gave her an affectionate kiss on her full red lips.

That evening everything passed as usual. Marie and Montgomery packed their things in readiness for their long journey.

The next morning at four o'clock Lord Roxboro was already awake. He lay in bed stark naked and allowed the rays of the rising sun to strike upon his glorious member. The warmth of the rays of the sun had a most invigorating effect. The member rose to its full height and pulsated like a huge engine. Thus he lay waiting, with some impatience for Marie to come and receive his last blessing.

At four-thirty, a half hour before her time, Marie entered softly, clad only in a thin nightdress.

“Ah, there you are!” cried his lordship, rising swiftly and embracing her.

Without any ceremony, he stripped off her nightdress, and the two of them stood in the early morning sun stark naked.

“Come, Marie, kneel down and receive my blessing.”

Marie knelt down before him, menaced by his enormous member.

“Now close your eyes,” said his lordship, and Marie did so. Scarcely had she done so when with a sudden thrust Lord Roxboro thrust the head of his huge member in between her red lips.

“There, my dear child,” he said. “There you have my last blessing.”

Marie at once began to roam around the glorious rubicund nut with her cunning tongue and did so until a mighty rush of lordly spunk rushed down her throat.

“Now stand up and let me kiss you good-bye in a befitting manner.” As Marie stood up, Lord Roxboro knelt down before her and gave the delicate lips of her secret charms an affectionate kiss. Then he thrust his tongue in between them and explored every part of that delicious recess that he could reach.

“Oh,” cried Marie, “how delicious this is. Oh! Ah! Oh!” she cried and gave down her womanly spend in a delightful shower that dampened the face of Lord Roxboro delightfully.

“Now you can go on your journey protected by my blessing,” said Lord Roxboro, giving one final and lewd kiss on her pretty mouth.

At nine o'clock Mr. John Meadows, the new valet, arrived and was shown his duties by Montgomery.

At ten o'clock, after bidding Lord Roxboro good-bye, Marie and Montgomery were driven to the station in Lord Roxboro's carriage as the first step of their journey halfway across the world.

After they had gone, Lord Roxboro murmured to himself, “Life is nothing but a succession of partings. Four very good friends have left me in as many days. Dear me, what shall I do with myself now?”

That night he went to bed earlier than usual. He lay on the bed with the lights still on and read his favorite copy of Fanny Hill. As he read, his limp member gradually stiffened itself until it was standing full length in the air. Lord Roxboro then shifted the book to his left hand while with his right hand he began slowly to masturbate himself.

Suddenly he started as a voice from the door cried, “Oh, uncle, you mustn't do that!”

Lord Roxboro looked in the direction of the door and saw Freda standing there clad only in her nightdress.

“How dare you come to my room at this hour and in that condition,” cried Lord Roxboro.

“Oh, uncle,” answered Freda, “I felt so lonesome!”

As she said this, she came farther into the room and approached the bed.

Lord Roxboro regarded her sternly but she did not seem to notice.

“How stiff and straight your thing is,” she said and reached out her hand and touched it. “Oh, and how hot it is, too!” she cried.

She took hold of the foreskin and began to work it up and down.

“Oh, you sweet child!” exclaimed Lord Roxboro, all the sternness leaving him. “Do not stop now but keep on until you are told.”

Freda continued to frig the enormous prick and with each movement the nut became a shade redder. Finally, things came to such a pass that all of a sudden a huge jet of sperm leaped out of the enormous prick and leaped halfway across the room.

“Oh, how strong you are!” cried Freda. “You are just like the horses!”

“Come, dear Freda,” said Lord Roxboro. “It is very late now; let us go to sleep. But before you come into bed, remove that ridiculous nightdress; you are not an old maid.”

They both fell asleep stark naked.

In the middle of the night Lord Roxboro woke with a feeling of being smothered. When he gained his senses, he realized that pressed onto his mouth was Freda's young cunt, while encircling the head of his enormous prick was the delicate mouth of Freda.

She was sucking away with all earnestness. Lord Roxboro himself, fired with passion, began to lap the cunt that had been placed so conveniently for him.

Presently the crisis came and while he shot jet after jet of his warm spunk into her young mouth, her trembling quim sent down a gush of her girlish spend that acted like a tonic on the sensuous nobleman.

The next morning his lordship was very thoughtful.

“Freda,” he said to her, “as much as I regret it, it is necessary for me to send you to school. You have had a long holiday now and it is time for you to start your education in earnest. I am going to send you to the Cullmoor School for Girls as soon as their new term opens.”