Amiga ISO Collection/AmigaDemoCD2.iso/ASCII/TEXTE/SEX/ADULTSHARE/L/LADYLORD.TXT/text0000.txt

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     "Thou insolent, adulterous rogue!"
     I leaped to my feet out of the doze into which I had fallen, leaving
Milady t'Auliern jostled and disheveled (and, of course, naked) on the
couch.  A man of approximately my own size, wearing a white toga and a
fierce scowl, was striding across the room.  "How dare you, thou ruffian, in
this mine own house?" he bellowed.
     "But good sir, Milord," I stammered, uncomfortably aware of my state of
attire, "Your daughter..."
     "Daughter!?!"  He roared, "Thou hast violated my *wife*!  I shall exact
full retribution from thee, on the instant!"
     "Your wife?"  I suddenly realized that Milady had lied to me, and now
*I* had to face the consequences!  I glanced at her, but her eyes were glued
to her irate husband.  "If you would but name the time and the place..."
     "What?"  Milord t'Auliern was still quite loud, but he was no longer
bellowing.  "Dost thou believe that I would" - he began to chuckle - "that I
would *duel* with the likes of thee on the field of *honor*?  What honor
canst thou claim, with my wife lying naked on the couch, thy seed yet
seeping from her crotch?"  At this, Milady blushed and moved to cover the
area in question.
     "Then, Milord, if you would but name a price..."
     Milord snorted in derision.  "What price wouldst thou fix on the honor
of a lady?  Thou dost insult her anew."
     "Summon the authorities, Milord, I shall not..."
     "A pox on thy thrice-damned authorities!"  He was bellowing again.
"This is mine own private matter, to be settled by myself alone!"
     I thought rapidly.  He would not duel me, nor accept money, nor have me
imprisoned.  Would he have me whipped, or even kill me?  I had brought no
weapons inside the house, save my weapon of love, and he stood between me
and the stairs.  If he attacked me, I would have to run for the atrium and
try to escape.  But I had to be certain of his intentions.  "Surely Milord
would not have me killed!  After all, I have done no injury to Milady."
     He laughed again.  "Kill thee?  No, thou lecherous minstrel, thy
reparation shall be made in kind with thy crime!"  With these words he cast
open his robe, which revealed his cock in glorious erection.  "If thou canst
please me as thou didst please Milady, then thou mayst escape a more painful
punishment."  I was so taken aback at this new development that he had me
cornered before I could even think of moving.  "Get thee on thy knees before
me, and do you suck me long and well."  I would have tried to flee, but
Milady came forward and grasped my limp, frightened organ in her hand.
     "Thou canst not flee while I hold thee thus," she said, "But I need not
hold thee against thy will."  Milady began to stroke the soft flesh in her
hand, and I felt my lust begin to return.  There was now no alternative, but
I was no longer sure I wanted one.  I knelt on the floor before Milord
t'Auliern.
     His skin was the same color as that of his wife, which was darker than
my own, despite the tan I had acquired under the intense southern sun.  I
reached out and gingerly grasped his penis with my hand.  It was warm, and
at once both soft and hard.  I stroked it gently and it throbbed in my
hand.  Taking a deep breath to strengthen my resolve, I bent forward.  Just
as I did so, a pearly drop of clear liquid oozed from the tiny hole at the
end of the shaft.  I hesitated, but realizing that there was more and
possibly worse to come, I put forth my tongue and licked.  To my surprise
and relief, the taste was slightly salty but not in the least unpleasant.
Thus reassured, I took the big blunt crown of Milord's staff between my lips
and began to suck it.  At the same time Milady sat down beside me and put
her head in my lap.
     "If thou dost bite me, doubt not that Trisili will do likewise unto
thee," warned Milord t'Auliern.  He pushed further into my mouth, and I
opened my jaw lest my teeth should scrape the sensitive skin.  At the same
time I felt a moist warmth engulf my own sex.  The realization that I was
doing to her husband what Milady was doing to me produced a great thrill
within me.  I suddenly realized that I enjoyed having this penis in my
mouth, and I sucked eagerly as I felt my own penis grow stiff between
Milady's lips.  I felt a strong desire to give this man the same pleasure
that his wife was giving to me, and I tried to remember the techniques with
which women had pleased me in the past.  Wetting my hands with my saliva, I
rubbed Milord's organ as it slid in and out of my mouth.  Milord grunted
with satisfaction, and began moving his hips back and forth.  I felt his
hands grip my shoulders as he humped my face, and I used my hands to measure
off the portion of his cock which would fit in my mouth without choking me.
Soon he quickened his movements, and I felt a moment of panic at the thought
of what was imminent.  But it was too late for second thoughts; I felt his
muscles contract and he shuddered.  At the same time I felt a taste of
something rich and strong, and a thick liquid washed over my tongue.  It was
followed by a strong gush, and then a stronger one, and I had to swallow
rapidly to avoid drowning in it.  His seed filled my mouth and throat in
great creamy spurts, and the smell of it filled my nostrils.  I felt like I
had drunk tankards of his semen before it stopped and I could catch my
breath.  The heady flavor remained in my mouth after I had swallowed the
last of it, and I found that it tasted almost as good as a woman's cunt.  I
held Milord's penis in my mouth as it slowly shrank, drawing the last drops
from it.  He sighed deeply when at last it slid from my lips.
     "Ahhh, that was good.  Very, very good.  And thou didst seem to enjoy
it!"
     "I must confess," I answered, "That I did.  I must thank you, Milord,
for introducing me to a new pleasure."  This was, unfortunately, the wrong
thing to say.
     "Oh-ho, must thou indeed?  It ill befits a punishment that it should be
enjoyed!  And thou, Trisili, art partly to blame for it.  Get thee out of
his crotch!  I must punish him anew, and thou likewise for thy prurience.
But first I must slake my thirst for thy sweet nectar, so needs must thou
sit upon the couch and open thy honey-pot."  As Milady complied, he turned
to address me.  "In the meantime thou mayst use thy hands and mouth again to
restore me."
     Milord t'Auliern turned to his wife, who was sitting in one corner of
the couch.  Her legs were drawn up and apart, and rested in the crooks of
her elbows.  Her pussy was gaping wide like a huge flower, traces of our
mingled juices still trickling down the crack of her bottom.  My view was
soon obstructed, however, by the head of her husband, which fastened itself
to that most sacred part of a woman's anatomy.  Not daring to risk further
arousal of his wrath, I placed myself beneath the kneeling man and took his
penis once more between my lips.  It was soft and flabby now, and smaller,
so that I could draw the entire length of it into my mouth, the soft head
tickling the back of my throat.  I could hear him eating his wife, who was
quietly cooing and sighing.  Then I encountered a new sensation: Milord's
cock began to grow and stiffen in my mouth.  Soon I heard the sounds of
Milady t'Auliern in the throes of orgasm, and when she had finished, Milord
stood up.
     "Thou, minstrel," he said, "Shall administer Milady's punishment.  Thou
hast known most intimately her larger pleasure-hole; now thou mayst know the
smaller.  Kneel upon the floor, Trisili, and accept thy punishment!"
Trisili obeyed, resting her body on the couch with her knees upon the
tiles.  Between her cheeks I could plainly see the brown wrinkled orifice of
her bottom-hole.  The thought of making love to her there excited my
passion, but I feared that I would hurt her.  Kneeling behind her, I dipped
my fingers into the dripping pink slash below it and smeared the crack of
her fanny with her cream.  I inserted a wet finger to lubricate her
interior, and I noticed with relief that Milady did not so much as flinch.
Moving my hips against her fanny, I wetted my rigid tool in her
love-spring.  Then, aiming higher, I pushed it gently into her bottom.
     "Ah... ah... oh..."  Her breath came in short gasps as my penis spread
her open.
     "Forgive me, Milady," I apologized, "It distresses me to have to give
you pain."  But when she turned her head about to look at me, I saw that her
face was set in a wide smile, and I suddenly realized that pain was not
among her immediate emotions!  Withdrawing, I moistened my shaft with saliva
and inserted it once more.  This time she pushed against me, and in a moment
I was buried to the hilt.  The interior of Milady's bottom was deliciously
tight, and quite hot, but before I had a chance to enjoy the wonderful
sensations we were sharing, I felt something wet press against my own cheeks.
     "Now we begin *thy* punishment," said Milord t'Auliern.  "Both thy
bottoms shall be filled at once!"
     Fear returned as I felt Milord rubbing up and down in the crack of my
ass, and Milady Trisili must have sensed it, for she said to me: "Thou must
relax, Ridleigh, or it will be most painful.  Do not resist, and the pain
will be slight and will not last."  As she finished speaking I felt a
pressure against my anus, and I tried to do as she bade me.  I felt my ass
stretch and stretch as Milord's penis slowly entered me, causing a strange
burning sensation.  The pain grew until at last I cried out to him to stop,
which he did.
     "Thou hast fully half my cock within thee," he said, "We shall do
better on the next stroke."  The pain rapidly disappeared as he slowly
pulled out of me.  He applied more spittle and tried again.  This time the
pain was reduced, but before it could build I bade him cease again.  This
time he replied that it had but an inch further to go.  Pleasure rapidly
replaced pain as his staff slid slowly out.  Once again he slid the great
filling bulk of his penis up my ass, and this time there was but mild
discomfort.  When he stopped, I knew that he was lodged completely inside.
Then I remembered that my own rod was stuffing Milady, so I began to move it
gently in and out.  She responded with short gasps which I now knew to be
expressions of pleasure, not pain.  Then I, too, let forth an involuntary
gasp as my movements were duplicated behind me.
     The intense pressure in my bowels, combined with the squeezing of
Milady's sphincter, drove me to a height of pleasure I had never before
known.  I thrust my rod into the hot crack of Milady's fanny, and each time
I withdrew, Milord's penis slid deep within me.  I bent over Trisili's back
and pressed against her, to enable her husband to penetrate me further.  On
the very next stroke, I felt the blunt knob stab me to the core, and I cried
out as a sharp peak of passion set off the longest, most intense orgasm I
had ever felt.  As I collapsed, panting, on top of Milady, my cock still
lodged in her bottom, Milord t'Auliern came, and I felt his cream fill me in
short, hot spurts.  For many long minutes we were all still as our breathing
and heartbeats slowly returned to normal.

     Freshly bathed, with both my hunger and my passion temporarily sated, I
bid farewell to Milady and Milord.

                                  (the end)