Lady Alexandra's Lover (Sex and the Season #3) - Helen Hardt Page 0,17

carried her to the bed, gently laying her down.

“Spread your legs for me, sweet,” he said.

No hesitation at all. She was ready. She spread her thighs and let him gaze upon her most private parts.

“Yes, beautiful. So pink and wet.” He stroked her moist folds, spreading her juices over her vulva.

“My God, Evan.” She leaned back into the limp pillow, her head sinking into nothingness.

He continued to stroke her, and in the next moment, one of his long thick fingers filled her channel.

“Oh!”

“I’m sorry. Does that hurt?”

“God, no. It’s wonderful.”

“Mmm, yes, it is.” Slowly he moved the finger in and out of her, creating a delicious wave of friction and wanting.

“Taste me, please, Evan. I must feel your mouth on that…part of me.”

She closed her eyes, and soon his soft lips grazed the insides of her thigh, his stubble delicately scratching her. He licked her folds—oh, the sensation!—and thrust his tongue into her entrance. Had anything ever felt so heavenly? Not in this lifetime. Nor would it ever, Ally was certain.

“Oh my!”

His fingers were on her nipple, tugging and pinching.

Pure bliss! The actual act couldn’t possibly be any better than this.

Evan found the tight nub of her sex and licked it, still fingering her, until she writhed on the ragged comforter.

“Yes, yes!” she cried, as she exploded into climax, flying, soaring…

He continued to finger her, softly and gently, through the waves of euphoria. When she finally opened her eyes, his dark gaze was upon her.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?”

She warmed under his admiration. She never imagined she’d feel the most beautiful in her life with her legs spread and a man’s finger inside her.

She reached for him and he came to her, lying next to her and embracing her.

“Please, Evan,” she said.

“Please, what?”

“Please…make love to me.”

Confessions of Lady Prudence

by Madame O

Amelia, you can’t imagine how fast my heart was pounding as I looked from Christophe to Joshua, and back again. Two beautiful men focused on my pleasure! How often I dreamed of having Broderick and Miles to myself whilst in the Americas. Not that I minded our foursomes, but to have them focused solely on me…such a fantasy!

And now it would become a reality.

“I’d like to eat your sweet pussy,” Christophe said, “while you suck on Joshua’s cock.”

Sounded delightful to me. “Which of you handsome gentlemen would care to help me undress?”

Christophe turned me and unfastened my gown while Joshua faced me and cupped my cheeks.

“If you’ll allow me a kiss, my lady.” He lowered his lips.

Oh, such a kiss, Amelia! Perhaps even better than Christophe. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth. He tasted of peppermint and tobacco…so enticing! I couldn’t get enough. Meanwhile, Christophe rid me of my gown and corset and then reached under my chemise and wrapped his arms around me, fondling my breasts. Rough fingers pinched first one nipple, and then the other.

I deepened the kiss as Christophe played with my diddeys. My knees grew weak and my cunny grew wet. I broke Joshua’s kiss and took in a breath.

“Please,” I said, “I’ll continue to undress.” I rid myself of the chemise and drawers and stood nude, the two handsome men still fully clothed.

I turned and fidgeted with Joshua’s buckle and trousers, pushing them down past his knees as quickly as I could.

“My, we are in a hurry.” Joshua smiled.

“Oh, she enjoys her pleasure.” Christophe lay down on the floor, still fully clothed. “Come, my lady. Sit on my face so I can taste that sweet quim.”

My pussy dripped in anticipation, Amelia, so wet was I. I squatted over Christophe’s lips, whilst Joshua stood facing me, his hard cock beckoning from a nest of the lightest blond curls.

As I took his swollen member into my mouth, Christophe started working on my cunt. Soon I was writhing over him, grinding against his mouth as I pleasured Joshua with my own.

“Yes, my lady. Take my cock. Take all of me!” Joshua plunged into my mouth, his cock grazing the back of my throat.

And still Christophe ate me, my heart pounding. I was near climax, but I needed a cock so badly.

I pulled away from Joshua and let his cock fall from my mouth. “Please, dear sirs. I need to be fucked. Which one of you will fuck me?”

Christophe was still fully clothed, but Joshua gripped me under my arm and pulled me away from Christophe’s probing tongue. He turned me and set me on my hands and knees, and in

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