"Charlotte! What on earth are you doing?" "Oh, hello, mumsy. Were we too loud?" I paused in mid-stroke and housed my sizeable dick in the tight pussy of the eighteen-year-old filly who squirmed stark bollock naked beneath me. It was a snug fit, and the sensation of my being firmly lodged in the girl's muff was highly enjoyable. "This is Baron Sinclair. Isn't he scrummy?" Lady Felicity Bosworth raised a brow and huffed as...

Royal Leamington Spa, Warwickshire. xxx "It's the newest thing in town. I've been there twice since the place opened and can't wait to return. Are you in?" Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson took a big gulp of Darjeeling tea and set her cup down. She looked at her hostess and lit up her third cigarette of the hour. Baroness Priya Anjali resided in a remote country abode in the Royal Leamington Spa in the West Midlands. Set on...

Titled nobility in the United Kingdom comprises five ranks, which are, in descending order, duke, marquess, earl, viscount, and baron. My title is Baron Robert Sinclair of Cleeve in the County of Somerset. It was created in January 1957 for the businessman and public servant, Robert Sinclair. He served as President of the Imperial Tobacco Company and Director-General of Army Requirements at the War Office from 1939 to 194...

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....

Apart from her treasure that was her loyal and trusted butler, Parsons, it had to be said that the Lady of the Manor had a revolving door where her household staff came and went. Penelope Ward-Williamson had neither the patience nor the need to keep a regular staff. Some had been worthwhile, while others had passed by like ships in the night. Since the untimely death of her older husband, she was the sole proprietor of Wi...

Lizzy wanted only two things for her twenty-third birthday. The first was a brand new Porsche 911 Carrera GTS Cabriolet. Granted. The other thing was to participate in a gangbang. Granted! I had resigned myself to the fact that I had become boring and inadequate in bed and was pretty useless at satisfying Lizzy's pronounced sexual demands. I had given in to her ways to remain Lord and Lady Windermere and happily procured...

"My name is Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson, and I’m a sex addict." The tall and curvy fifty-one-year-old swept back a stray strand of her naturally blonde hair as she addressed the group. She was attending her very first Sexaholics Anonymous session. She reluctantly agreed with the insistence of her two daughters, who were concerned about her promiscuity and excessive sexual activity. Matters had come to a head when her ch...

My wife Lizzy, or Elizabeth, Lady Windermere to be precise, has the rank of Countess. We have been married for over two years and we live in Cumbria by Lake Windermere. The family had lived and owned the land and Manor since the time of the Battle of Bosworth in 1485. Being a twenty-one-year-old filly in the prime of her life, Lizzy was fit and healthy and loved to entertain and be entertained. Mostly, the voracious beaut...

Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson's boudoir was perfection. Dominated by her Regency bed, the room had a high ceiling and was decorated with gilded moldings. There were carved and gilded wall panels and luxurious draperies, expensive curtains, and wall hangings. The two antique seats were upholstered in blue and gold fleur-de-lis satin. Her Ladyship loved the elegant and classic Regency feel to the room. She had designed the...

England, 2024. My wife is a pure and unadulterated slut. This, however, does not bother me in the least. Since we met and married, we had the best of sex lives, screwing each other every chance we had. As Lord and Lady Windermere, we wanted for little. My landed estate and wealth ensured a stable and carefree life. Now our lives have changed. Down to me, alas, as I have become a voyeur. I love watching my gorgeous wife ge...

England, 2024. Does a man have to have an erection to enjoy sex? To be more specific, does a man need a hard-on to enjoy his wife getting screwed by another? Sexuality, eroticism, and desire are important for all of us, but is there a difference between sexual arousal and sexual excitement? x I had been hospitalised two years ago with acute Covid-19 and had only been discharged recently. I had truly been knocked for six a...

The next day flew by. Lady Penelope was surprisingly nervous and yet excited at the thought of taking part posing in her first adult film. Butterflies were doing summersaults in her stomach as she got ready in her bedroom. Once she was ready, she made her way to the main drawing room which had been adorned with a replaceable patterned linoleum and two large area rugs. The furniture was in matching sets, which included sev...

Lady Penelope's trusty butler tucked the silver tray under his right arm and stood still awaiting further instruction. Parsons had served in the household of palatial Williamson Manor, man, and boy, for longer than he cared to remember. First for Sir Hugh, and now his fifty-two-year-old widow who was now head of the house. Three years after the unexpected passing of her older spouse, the still attractive socialite remaine...

"Mother! What ARE you doing?" "My dear Charlotte. It's called the cowgirl position." "I know that. I meant, what are you doing, DOING my boyfriend?" A very naked Lady Penelope paused in mid-stroke, impaled on a rather fetching chap with a rather fetching big erection. With her backside facing the door of her bedroom, she turned to the youngest of her two daughters and shrugged. If there was one thing that Her Ladyship cou...

Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson was born and raised to do nothing. A perfect example of a spoilt female born into the upper classes of the UK. She had gone down the usual path since birth. Educated in an all-girls school and then at finishing school. After a couple of years on the social circuit of parties, balls, and various horse racing meetings, the teenage Lady Penelope had settled down into a well-placed marriage, with...