Let me introduce you to a man born with a silver spoon in his mouth and a permanent bulge in his pin-striped trousers. That is I, Baron Robert Sinclair of Cleeve.

Since the end of the interminable lockdowns due to the global pandemic, I have vowed to chase pussy and indulge myself with all things luxuriant and opulent. Thanks to my inherited wealth, I am in a position to savour the high life and make my dreams come true. First and foremost of which is my unquenchable thirst to shag all those idle and horny rich females I can lay my hands on.

Yes, I have nothing better to do all day and night but pursue upper-class cunt and screw them to the bed. I adore having sex, but not with just anybody. A woman has to be special, refined, and educated before I'll go to bed with them. Blessed with the wedding tackle, one would normally find between the hind legs of a prize stallion, I knew from experience everything there was to know about sex and all its deviations. I've been there and done it. Many times!

I now live in a very beautiful furnished penthouse flat in Central London. Born in 1994, I am quite good-looking and debonair and dress stylishly. Looks aren't everything granted, but my cultured charm and confidence are probably my best advantages. I'm quite tall, just over six feet, and I sometimes grow a full beard to accentuate my medium-length dark brown hair.

There are several types of hereditary titles passed down to the eldest son, and an individual may inherit or receive large sums of money. As did I. The final rank in order from a Duke, a Marquess, an Earl, and a Viscount is a Baron. Baron Sinclair of Cleeve, in the County of Somerset, is a title in the Peerage of the United Kingdom. It was created in 1957 for the businessman and public servant Robert Sinclair. He was my grandfather, and I am now the third Baron in succession.

To give you an example of my usual week, I was woken up at the hour of one in the afternoon in my above-average rooms just around the corner of Park Lane. Half conscious, I scanned my mobile phone to see that it was none other than Lady Lucinda, a well-to-do aristocrat who was unhappily married to His Lordship, twenty years her senior.

"Robby. Robby, my big dick wonder, there you are," she gushed in her plummy accent. "I know that this is unforgivable, and you'll just HATE me for it, but I am in dire need of a thoroughly good seeing to. Could you oblige?"

"Naturellement, my dearest. Come to my boudoir post haste."

Ah, Lady Lucinda. Curvy, smouldering, sex on a stick, and permanently on heat. My type of woman. She was desperately left wanting in her marital bed and was perpetually seeking sexual requitement between the sheets. Being a single and well-hung paramour, I was number one on her speed dial. The above dialogue is a fair example of the sort of calls I get constantly. Cries of much-needed attention from the affluent and the wealthy ladies of the upper echelons of society.

Scratching my valuables, I hopped out of bed and donned my silk dressing gown. After three cups of coffee and scrambled eggs on toast, I awaited Her Ladyship at my leisure. In my several encounters with Lucinda, I was aware of her no-nonsense approach to sex. There would be no dilly-dallying once she stepped over the threshold.

"Come to mother; you devil you."

Upon entering, Lady Lucinda dropped her scarlet dress to reveal her expensive black lingerie. That being a bra, stockings, a suspender belt. I was greeted by a wicked smile and a heaving bosom, not to mention moist panties. Beneath my gown, I was in a state of nature, and within five seconds, my cock was sticking up at a jaunty angle. The middle-aged brunette raised a brow and came straight to the point.

"Baron Bobby? I want my pussy licked, my cunt split, and your cum all over my tits."

"I'm at your service, My Lady."

I let my gown slip from my shoulders and folded my arms proudly. Lucinda licked her lips and cupped her mound as she ogled my stiff member. As usual, she was overawed by the sheer size of my pulsating organ and wasted no time in going down on her haunches.

"Look at the size of that! What a cock!"

It was true. My cock was a smidgen over eight inches long, uncircumcised, smooth yet unyielding, and proportionately thick. My pride and joy. My body was quite trim, and my eyes were sharp. My beard was clipped and neat, and I gave off an air of complete self-confidence. I gasped at the haste with which the insatiable vixen devoured my hose, gobbling me up and sucking me into her drooling mouth with ever-increasing speed.

She was a full-on slut now as spit and slobber bathed my scrotum as she teetered on her five-inch heels. She locked unblinking eyes with mine as she licked my balls alternatively. She inhaled my manly scent as she used her tongue to lap upwards until her mouth found my mushroom-sized cock head. I clenched my buttocks when they were squeezed in her tight grip. I was given a hands-free blow job, and she rocked back and forth, taking me deeper than most other women I knew. She opened her throat and swallowed nearly all of my rampant dick.

"Suck it, you witch!"

"Owm! Ummum! I love sucking this big cock, darling."

"Didn't catch that. Deeper."

Kneeling up, she swallowed me whole, welcoming my cock into her throat, the thickness of which forced her to gag. Coming up for air with gurgling sounds and smeared makeup, she smiled at me with my hose in her fist. She had the upper hand and was enjoying the moment.

"Ready to fuck yet?"

"Take me, you bastard, Give it to me hard."

The Lady threw off her bra to reveal her hefty boobs and tugged her panties down to her ankles. I was rudely shoved onto my back on my king-sized bed as she quickly landed in my lap. She lowered her juicy muff onto my aching dick and sank all the way onto my shaft. Her hips began to rotate, and her tits swayed in my face as she rammed home on my dick like the mare she was.

"You fill me up so," she told me in a breathy whisper.

Her zest for sex amazed me, and her vitality held me in rapt awe. The bitch was on fire, young at heart, and ready to give herself fully. She threw herself across my body, and her meaty buttocks banged into me with a certain brutality. Her frantic gyrations meant that she bore down on me, and the angle enabled me to penetrate her fully. Her hair formed a curtain around her flushed face as she switched easily from an elegant noblewoman into an unadulterated sex maniac. I had awoken a tigress in heat, and her claws dug into my chest. How different from some of the limp-wristed bitches I had pleasured and left with a limp dick.

"Lovely. Lovely!"

I put my hands about her waist as I was vigorously pinioned to the mattress. Her back arched, and she waved her arms above he head as she drove onto my rigid dick with aplomb. Her inner thighs were dappled with perspiration as she impaled herself again and again onto my prodigious tool. We were like a delicious fucking machine, and just when I feared that I might ejaculate, I rolled her over and flung her legs up in the air. I dove in and buried my face in her wet quim and sucked hard and long on her gaping slit. Her left leg bent at the knee, and her heel dug into my right side as I lapped hungrily on her gash. My mouth covered her entire pussy, and my tongue dug in, licking and slurping and occasionally teasing her clit.

"You do that so well, darling."

The undulating MILF rolled up and down with bliss, and bolts of ecstasy coursed through her as I gripped her thighs. I used my teeth to lightly nibble on her erect nub, and she made two fists with which she used to beat the mattress over and over. Copious amounts of pussy fluids bathed my chin as I exceeded all expectations and brought the strumpet to orgasm.

"Give me more, big boy."

"On all fours," I ordered her, watching as she planted her hands beneath herself and rose back into a doggie-style position.

I rudely swatted her upturned bum before grabbing each round globe in my hands and kneading her firm flesh. I chuckled as I pressed forward and sandwiched my prick between her cheeks and fucked her bum crack. I leaned over her back as I slipped inside her with a pelvic thrust. She gasped as my hot breath met the nape of her neck and fully accepted my dominance as I began to screw her silly.

"I'm your slut, Baron," she sighed as I nibbled her earlobe.

"Tell me again."

"I'm your...slut!" she repeated as she savoured my throbbing cock so deeply inside her.

I bounced my palms on her rump as I banged her again and again.

"Nasty! Nasty woman!" I quipped as she begged for more.

"Finish the job, you bad boy."

Fuck a duck! After thirty minutes of full-on shagging the witch was still wilder than a wet electric socket! I picked her up bodily and mounted her missionary style. I was in charge, you bitch. Lady Lucinda breathed hard as she settled on her back with her stocking-clad pins duly parted. I nudged them further apart as I opened her fat folds with my knob. Her legs came up around my lower back as I started to rise and fall in a steady rhythm.

As I got into my perfect stride, I ran my palms all over her boobs, tweaking the erect nipples and enticing girly gasps of pleasure from the grateful bitch. My toes dug into the mattress as I stretched my legs back for more leverage. My eight-inch rod was fully inserted inside the cock hungry, and as I crashed down on her, she exhaled deeply on every stroke.

"LOVELY, LOVELY!"

Seriously turned on myself by this time, I pounded her mercilessly with my backside, driving up and down at a rate of knots. Her breasts bounced in rhythm with my manly thrusts, and I smiled at the sight of the vixen having been reduced to a quivering mess. As we chased that glorious release, the upper-class bitch resorted to being the true slut that she was, and the cursing began as usual.

"Oh, yes! You fuck me so well, you miserable bastard! You're splitting me in twain! Fuck! Shit! You utter, utter sod! I'm positively stuffed with fat dick! Take this cunt!"

I gladly obliged, stroking her depths over and over, and she responded with groans and murmurs that came from deep within her throat.

"Do I make you feel good?"

"Yes, harder!"

I was just about ready to explode, and every nerve of my cock tingled as my helmet expanded. Our bodies radiated heat, and we melted into each other's arms as I hugged her tightly and pumped her vigorously.

"You lovely bastard! Shoot all over my big boobs! Splatter them with your cream!"

What with all the bad language and her undulating curvy form beneath me, I got into my vinegar strokes. Lust and desire took hold of us both, and as her fleshy thighs strained against mine and the whisper of black silk stocking caressed my flesh, it sent me over the edge. With one final shove, I stayed inside her as she screamed out in ecstasy.

"I'm coming!"

I pulled out just in time to send a torrent of cum over her mammoth tits. Exhausted, I rolled off of her and watched her rub my goo into her mammaries. With the smile of a Cheshire cat who got the cream, she excused herself to clean up in the bathroom. Her Ladyship was a good fuck and definitely worth a half hour of my time. Nice.

x

Funnily enough, two of my regular shags shared the same name. Lavinia DeVere was a long-legged blonde, and Lavinia Ponsonby had a bob of chestnut hair. They had married into money, and now they were in their forties, they existed in sexless matrimony with their chinless husbands. Enter Baron Sinclair to provide tender, loving care. Seeking gratification in any form possible, the ravenous ladies swung both ways and loved to fuck my brains out together.

I don't know about you, but I find that screwing two women at the same time is much more fun than fucking each one of them separately. The possibilities are endless, and the results can be outrageously wild. It was a week ago last Tuesday when I ran into them at the Hamilton Club on Curzon Street.

"Bobby, you bastard! How the devil are you?"

"Frightfully better for seeing you, old thing."

Lavinia DeVere and I shared hugs and kisses without spilling a drop.

"What HAVE you been up to? Or WHO have you been up, you rascal."

"Oh, the usual. I always like to keep on top of things. Anything to oblige."

She gave me an alluring look out of wide blue eyes and nodded knowingly. At the age of forty-three, she loved nothing more than to be screwed by a big dick wonder such as yours truly, and to hell with the consequences.

"Where's Ponsonby? It's not usual to see you alone."

"She's just powdering her nose. She'll be thrilled to see you. It's been an age since we last hooked up."

"Darling!"

I turned to be confronted by a curvaceous hottie in a little black dress and wearing too much eyeliner. She was wholesome rather than earthy and transformed into a tigress once she was in bed. She kissed me on the lips, and her heaving breasts collided with my thumping chest.

"We were just talking about you. Yah. We were wondering whether we should get a new flagpole for the estate."

Both chuckled, and the fair one squeezed my tackle to emphasize my large column that strained against my fly.

"You two will be the death of me."

"Well, what a way to go, hon. Fucked to death by a pair of pussies. Oh, the irony. Come on. Let's go back to your place so that we can inspect your last resting place."

Sandwiched between the two Lavinias, we left the club for the short taxi ride to my rooms. We wasted no time, and once we were in the bedroom, I didn't even bother switching on the lights. Fair Lavinia quickly began to unzip my trousers and drag them down with excitement. Dark Lavinia then tugged my tight-fitting pair of briefs over my thighs to unleash my cock that resembled a large rolling pin. Both loudly gasped at the sight as they stripped off with some haste.

I let them drool over my physical form as they got themselves worked into a lather. I was supremely comfortable in my skin and had a certain pride in my well-defined thighs, muscular backside, and broad shoulders. arms. I drank in their admiration as they ogled my body, and my dick pulsed with anticipation of a good shagging.

"He's got such a nice bum," Lavinia said in awe, totally captivated by my absurdly ripped physique.

My muscularity radiated raw sex, and I knew neither of these two could resist me.

"Spiffing dick too. Let's get to work."

The blonde knelt down and brought her wet lips up to plant smacking kisses on my bell end. My glans expanded in response, and the big blue vein down one side of my considerable girth pulsed madly. She glanced at her partner in grime, and I sighed contently as each MILF moved their tongues up either side of my proud member. With agonising slowness, they teased me thoroughly by scraping my hot cock flesh from root to head. They left me drenched in saliva, which ran down in globs.

"You make a good team, ladies."

I reached out and held the backs of their heads as they bobbed and slobbered with an obscene lewdness. DeVere gobbled up my knob, and Ponsonby cradled my nuts as she looked on at her friend sucking on me eagerly. It was a mean task to take all of my man meat, and the fair-haired vixen tried her best.

The bobbed-haired brunette decided on a different tactic and smothered my staff between her meaty tits. Despite her grand-sized bosom, my prick seemed impossibly large as it glided up and down her homemade flesh tunnel. She bent her head, and her lips pursed so that she could greet my helmet as it emerged like a turtle head breaking the surface of the water. Up and down, up and down, my erection slid in the welcome crevice of breast meat.

I eyed up the blonde who lay on the bed on her side and fingered her muff with come-to-bed eyes. I extricated myself from DeVere and lay on my back, and let Lavinia climb on top of my incredibly huge cock. As usual, she hesitated, probably wondering how on earth was my enormous shaft going to fit inside her cunt. But with a wiggle and a will, she pushed hard and began to bounce like she always did. With her happily impaled on my thick organ, the other Lavinia rose and sat on my face.

Facing her friend, she reached out, and French kissed the blonde as I held onto her hips and swiped my tongue along her pussy. She jiggled from left to right as I orally pleasured her, and all three of us moaned and breathed hard as we made out together. DeVere was slamming into me big time by now, and her cunt was devouring my shaft, which drove up inside her deeper and deeper. Then Ponsonby fell to her left and assumed the doggy position.

"Ruff! I want it rough!"

DeVere let me up, and with my tail wagging, I came up behind the other and forced her face down on the mattress. This meant that her huge jiggling bum stuck up in the air. I moved in close and parted her labia like butter with my knob, and with my hands around her hips, I started to fuck her as I pulled her back into my groin. Her muffled screams and moans of delight emanated as I sent her to heaven and back. She took all of my length as I pulled back and then thrust forward over and over again into the crazed MILF.

The jealous blonde lined up beside us, and I fingered her runny cunt as I fucked the other. I withdrew from a disappointed Dark Lavinia, and the sight of my enormous cock slick with pussy juice made Fair Lavinia positively drool with passion. With a concerted effort, I thrust my hips forward, driving my iron-hard cock deep into her aching pussy. She moaned accordingly as I tilted my hips up to drive right up into her all the way. I increased my tempo, thrusting ever harder as my pleasure began to mount. My groin made lewd slapping noises as I smashed into the cushion of her pale buttocks.

"Oh, Baron! This feels so good."

"That's because he IS good, darling. May I intervene?"

The blonde looked over her shoulder at her chum and nodded. Once more, I moved behind Dark Lavinia and pressed my rampant cock into her cunt. She grunted loudly as I held her hips and began to fuck her big style.

"Big! Big!" she groaned, shoving her ass back against my sweaty body.

"Glad you like it," I replied with a smile as I pounded my dick into her with gusto.

All three of us were a hot, sticky mess as I banged each of them alternatively. Eager for some unbridled fun, I stopped fucking them and settled back on the bed.

"Give me ten, ladies. Pleasure yourselves, why don't you?"

I had a strong suspicion that this would go down well, and they both giggled as the fair one lay back for the darker one to dive between her splayed legs. I shifted to the side of the two women, so I could watch more carefully. My erection bobbled up and down as they made out. I was turned on big-time as the audible slobbers and dribbling almost drowned out the grateful moans of Ponsonby as her friend expertly ate her out. Her inner thighs and muff were drenched in spit, and she clawed at bunches of sheets as she lightly bobbed on her backside.

"Heaven," I said with admiration as they both twitched and writhed together with legs wide open.

They embraced and kissed each other full on the lips, and their breasts bounced against the other exquisitely. The one scooted in, and the other matched her friend's actions, and as each of them thrust out a leg, their pussy mounds mashed together. The fair pubes merged with darker ones, and fanny sweat dappled the fine curls. They stared each other out as they pussy fucked with undulating hips. Grinding and gasping, they rolled on the bed, desperately seeking a way to stimulate their clits.

Ponsonby changed gear and tipped DeVere onto her back. She grabbed a fistful of fair hair and dry-humped the bitch with hefty pelvic pushes. Dark Lavinia reached around to strum her friend's quim for all she was worth. My dick was throbbing with an unbearable ache as I watched the two make out.

"Fuck me with a feather!"

The sight of Ponsonby's backside sticking up was too much to ignore, and I grabbed my aching dick and fed it right inside her. It was an incredible scene of me fucking one girl as she lapped on the pussy of the other. The three of us held that position for a good while until Dark Lavinia cried out into her friend's quim as she succumbed to an intense orgasm.

"Mmm! Wild!"

I backed away, and my very slippery cock emerged, throbbing and bobbing. Now I had a clear view of Devere's saturated cunt, and with a big grin, she let me slide my big cock inside her balls deep. She took me by the shoulders and locked her ankles behind my back.

"Lavvy! He's so big! He's filling me up!"

She started working her whole body up and down with surprising strength. She threw her head back and grabbed at my chest. I could feel all the muscles in her body tense up as her wetness tightened on my cock well deep in her, and I raised my hips to push deeper into her. With a cheeky lunge, Ponsonby reached between my legs and grasped my erection as it thundered in and out of the blonde. It made for a curious addition, and I responded by lifting my backside to allow the blonde's slender fingers to squeeze the base of my cock. I began to pull back, and I slid out of her slowly. Fair Lavinia lay on her back, and with my dick throbbing with pent-up fury, I slid in and out of luscious bitch.

"Please, Baron. Fuck me hard."

My hips rocked forward, a little faster this time. My cock was slick and hard as I eagerly fucked her with huge lunges. As she wished, I rammed into her over and over with urgent, brutal strokes. My pace increased again, and I saw her jaw go slack. Her body thrust up to meet mine as she surrendered herself to her lustful desires. My chest pressed hard against hers, and I grunted as the bedsprings beneath our lunging bodies began to creak.

"Holy shit!"

My loins spasmed as I felt her cunt muscles rippling along my shaft. Lavinia heaved and quaked as she climaxed, and as she did so, I, too, reached my end.

"Here we go, ladies."

Ponsonby grasped my cock and stroked it as I fell back onto the bed.

"It’s so big and thick," they sang out in harmony.

Delicate fingers danced over my rock-hard shaft, and I could feel my balls swell up. My hips rocked in urgency as the tension built within me. Then I jerked, and thick streams of cum shot out of my cock. The blonde pressed her lips against my dome as the brunette used her tongue to lick up the goo that had landed on her friend's tits. My fingers tangled in their hair as I finally stopped twitching. I lay down between the spent women like a lion with his pride. They instinctively snuggled against my buff body as we caught our breath and settled back. I remember the pair of them kissing my body and rubbing up against me before I dropped off to sleep. Yes, life can be exhausting!

x

So, when is a lady not a lady? In the case of Lady Caroline Worthington, the answer was when she indulged in her debauched sexual diversions. The well-brought-up and educated thirty-year-old Caroline was single and loved to be treated rough in bed, and she always came to me for her uncultured sexual satisfaction. And who was I to refuse? By her admission, the Lady in question was a submissive type, wishing for nothing else but for her lovers to dominate and abuse her. When we first became intimate, Caroline was upfront about her kinky side, and I quickly responded to her wishes.

I hadn't seen her in an age, and when she called me, I knew what to expect. I drove over to her home along Knightsbridge to a leafy little cul-de-sac that had cobbled stones. She greeted me at the door and, with a big smile, ushered me inside to her bedroom. No, she was messing about with this one. She wore a white mini dress and white four-inch heels that gave her five feet five more height. Despite her lack of inches, the blonde babe was quite attractive and entirely sexual. Caroline was also smart, chic, rich, and a splendid fuck.

"Afternoon, Robert. I'm so glad you came so soon. I'm simply gagging for a shagging."

"At your service, My Lady."

With my locked on mine, she took her dress off in one move to reveal nothing underneath. The wanton hussy had high breasts, slim hips, and sleek legs. She moved with a willowy grace that spoke volumes about her rich upbringing and schooling. With her hands on her hips, she made her trimmed muff protrude something wicked from her upper thighs, and I was suddenly filled with feelings of elation and arousal.

"Nice threads, Baron," she continued in her sparkling crystal voice.

"Lose them."

"In time."

I had indeed dressed finely in a grey jacket with black lapels and tight trousers. Caroline’s eyes focused on the substantial bulge that tented my fly, and I could imagine what her thoughts were. I reached into my left pocket and retrieved a pair of black leather gloves.

Before she was able to utter another word, I spun her around and smothered her face and throat with my gloved hands. She sighed as she squirmed on her heels, and I bumped her from behind with my burgeoning groin. I moved my left hand to her front and cupped her mound. The feel of the leather on her sex made her scissor her legs to savour the superb sensation.

"Umm, Baron. I'm leaking like a fountain."

"Duly noted, my dear."

The notion of some bondage and domination piqued my fantasies. Caroline seemed perfect for this. Every time we had conversations, we shared her sexual fantasies, and she revealed that she had been thinking about it all the time. I admitted to her that I was inexperienced at this but would do my best to act the dominant role for her. She told me that she desired

a spanking, vaginal stimulation, teasing, and, naturally, a good fucking. I dutifully stroked and probed her muff, and her hands gripped my thighs as she reached behind. With my free hand, I took out a length of blue cord and quickly tied her slender wrists together. The bare milky skin of aristocratic minx was already glistening with a nervous sweat in the hot evening air. Then, I fished out a blue silk scarf and gagged the full-blooded woman.

"Mmm, ugh!"

Still gloved, I ran my hands up her trembling flanks and smoothed them over her quivering globes of tit flesh. As I fondled her nakedness at my leisure, Caroline pressed back against me to seek out my erection with her rump. She cocked her head, and her lustrous golden hair cascaded down one side of her neck that gave her an absolutely ravishing look.

I stepped in front of her and began to disrobe before the bound posh bitch, keeping the leather gloves on. She watched with her eyelids half closed as I tugged off my jacket and shirt. Caroline stiffened as I undid my trousers and unleashed my throbbing manhood. As I stepped forward, I wanked my huge appendage until it was fully erect. With my corded thighs, I parted hers and dry-humped her with lilting up strokes that divided her pert buttocks My thick dick glided along her wet pussy without any penetration, which made her whimper and teeter on her heels. My hands cupped her plush bottom, and I used her lower body to manipulate my boner.

"Am I turning you on, My Lady?" I asked as I continued to tease her, so something rotten.

I guided her body along my lengthy shaft, and on occasion, the expanded glans brushed against her swollen labia and almost but not quite threatened to enter her fuck hole.

“Mmmm, umumum!" she purred through the gag excitedly.

Driving myself crazy as well, I decided to dip my wick, and with a merciless thrust, I lunged up and speared on half of my generous length. The Lady went on tiptoe as I ripped her buttocks and pulled her to me. Her quim was delightfully wet, and I let her sweat as I remained still. My pulsating prick inside her must have driven her insane with frustration as I moved back out so slowly that it took me ten seconds.

"You are mine to play with, My Lady," I scoffed as I entered her again and impaled her fully on my entire rod.

Her hands bobbed in the small of her back as the cords secured her wrists perfectly. I pride myself on my good looks, a large phallus, and buff physique, so it wasn't much of an effort when I lifted her and held her aloft in my arms. Still sheathed on my upright pole, Lady Caroline suddenly climaxed, and I felt her cunt gushing over my shaft. Grinning in triumph, I humped her up and down effortlessly, literally fucking myself with her pussy as my masturbatory toy. She bucked like a wild mare, and her heels flailed in mid-air as I bounced her on my dick.

I expertly carried her to her bedroom with her impaled on my dick, and once we met her bed, I deposited her on top of it with a hefty toss. I removed the gag and undid the cords around her wrists, and she curled up into a ball. I tapped her on the rump, and she lay flat on her stomach, moving her hips in erotic gestures to entice me. I moved in and ran both gloved hands all over the lines of her naked and sensuous body. As she bumped her backside into the bed to stimulate her sex, I cocked my head and leered at her great buttocks.  So absolutely smooth and roundly shaped.  Without any warning, I smacked her right cheek, bringing my glove down with a firm swing.  The sudden impact brought Caroline out of her reverie with a sharp yelp.

"Eek!"

I proceeded to spank her on each cheek in turn with rapid blows, and her soft body glowed with passion. The submissive bitch became more and more audible as she delighted in my chastisement. With each perfectly landed stroke, the blonde undulated lively on her front. I began to spank hard and fast, and my hands landed again and again on her vulnerable bottom with unerring accuracy.  The resulting reverberations turned not only her on but also me. I then shoved the blade of my left hand between her upper thighs and sawed back and forth.

Ceasing for a moment, I rudely grabbed a fistful of her hair and raised her head. Her blue eyes were wide as she saw my bobbing cock wagging impatiently. Her heart thumped in her chest from the sudden arousal by my spanking, and I yearned to fuck her right there and then. But continuing with our role play was not the right moment. I flipped her onto her back, and she kicked out her legs gladly. I lightly ran the gloves all over her upper body, caressing her tits in great circles and then on down her front to her belly. I went out wide to her hips, and as her lower body bounced urgently, I avoided her mound and smoothed out the outsides of her toned thighs.

"Baron, please. Please," she begged as she moved her hips to draw me in.

Her fair pubic hair had darkened by now due to the flow of her love juices, and my cock ached to sheath itself in her cunt. I bent over and inhaled her womanly scent, and then I made one almighty lick from her anus right to her clit. 

"Close your legs," I told her, and she did so with a furrowed brow.

She raised her head and looked at me as I squeezed her protruding mons as if trying to get juice out of a piece of fruit. I moved my leather-clad fingers in and out as I nipped her labia with some dexterity. Caroline bit her lower lip as her heels beat a tattoo on the bed. I could only imagine what my teasing might be putting her through.

"Mmm, hmm!"

Then I raised my right hand and brought it down on her exposed muff. She cried out but held her position.  I repeated the direct blow to her snatch, and the blonde wriggled and squirmed as a result. I forced her thighs open as she whimpered in delight and spanked her throbbing clit. She screamed out, and her back arched as I hit the top of her mound five times rapidly.

"Yes!" she screamed as she convulsed wildly from her orgasm.

I decided that would be enough as I was more than ready to bang the shit out of the bitch. I had done my utmost best to satisfy her kinks, and she was an alluring vision as she lay there trembling and glowing. I moved in, and I fed my hard cock into her cunt, slowly filling her up as I didn't stop until her quim yielded to my full length. Her love tunnel was impossibly succulent and sweet as I began to shunt to and fro.

"Is this what you want, Lady Caroline?" I asked wryly as I pushed further into her.

"Oh my gosh, yes!" she hissed as she gripped my forearms in a vice-like grip. "It’s so big. Don’t spare the horses!"

I thrust inside of her pussy and loved how her juices coated my log. I fucked her with power strokes at a rate of knots and then mixed those up with delicious pauses that saw my thick dick rest fully inside of her sex. I held still with my weight on my toes, knees, and elbows, and the blonde wailed in bliss.

"Please, Baron. Please. Ooo, please."

I hammered into her, but good. So fierce that I slipped out of her twice in the space of two minutes.

"You like me in you, My Lady? You like men fucking you with big pricks?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Her naked body bent to my will as she attempted to thrust her hips up, provoking and coercing me to screw her silly. I banged her so hard and fast that I could hear the slurping wet noises of pussy and cock mashing together. Caroline wallowed in her unadulterated passion, and her tits and body gleamed with sweat. Her erect nipples called out to me I sucked hard on her left boob, pulling the succulent flesh deep into my hungry mouth.

When I popped out of her again, I eased back and held my column of cock flesh upright. The wealthy minx took the hint and hopped onto her haunches between my legs. She placed her hand over mine as she pursed her scarlet lips and kissed my knob over and over. She then started to slurp and suck on the top half of my cock with her warm and wet mouth.

She sucked for a long long time, gladly devouring me completely. On her knees, her perfectly ripe breasts bounced and swayed with her exertions, and I had trouble holding back somewhat. Caroline gagged at that moment, and she had to concede that I was too big.

"Fuck me some more."

The panting blonde swung her left leg over my right and held my erection to her fuck hole. If she thought she was going to rule the roost, then she had another thing coming as I dragged her upper frame into my broad chest. My hips shot up, and I plunged into her time and again.

"I'm going to cum!"

With my gloved hands on her flanks, I pushed her down onto my cock, driving myself deeper into her muff. As she climaxed, I slammed up into her with short, stabbing thrusts. With a mischievous grin, I tossed her off and sat on top of her thighs as I jerked off over her quivering body.

"I'm going to cum!"

I exploded with a grunt and sent my goo across her belly and tits in several great arcs. I shuddered and shook as I gradually slowed down to a dribble. I settled on top of her as she pulled me to her bosom. Mission accomplished.

End of part one.