Date: Wed, 28 Mar 2012 09:09:28 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The Countess of Lark. Part One.
This story is for persons of eighteen years or over. All comments,
good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.
Part One
`It's a fine boy you now have Countess,' the doctor said in a proud
voice having been with me for the past three hours of my pains. He'd just
washed his hands and was now holding my hand as the nurse cleaned up my
baby. A boy! It made me so happy that it was so.
A few minutes later, the small bundle of joy was put into my arms and
I looked down at the screwed up face, eyes shut tight from the glare after
months in the dark as he'd grown inside me.
`The Earl is most delighted and is waiting outside to see you,' the
doctor said. `But let him and the others waiting not stay too long, for you
need some rest now.' He patted my hand.
`Thank you doctor and please thank the nurse and whoever helped,
please,' I said, my voice a bit thick with the emotion I had within me at
holding my son.
`Certainly,' he replied. `Now remember, a few minutes each,' and he
left the bedside and went out and let in Trevor, my husband, the Earl of
Lark.
He was soon at my side and picked up my free hand and kissed it before
looking at the bundle in my arms.
`What a marvellous thing you've done Magenta. A son! I'm so proud of
you,' he gushed. `The next Earl of Lark.'
Yes, he would be the next Earl of Lark, but Trevor Bentley, my husband
wasn't the father!
*
I'd better clear the air first to put you in the picture. To be quite
frank, I've always been a bit of a slut. I'd worked for an escort agency
and would fuck any man that I could get hold off that had an erect prick. I
was doing that even before the agency work and loved all and every man that
I had. I think the only difference was that I wasn't a whore for I would
not take any money for the sex I gave and received, either before or while
at the agency.
It was while working for this agency that I met Trevor. He was the
second son of the late Earl and worked as a professional photographer. He
needed an escort for an award ceremony of pictures submitted as he was on
the short list. He came third.
But the reason he wanted a female escort was because he was a
practising homosexual and it was for his father that he tried to conceal
this in case he won and I was there as a prop.
It was during our viewing of the photographs that had been nominated
that I made remarks to Trevor that they all looked too contrived and not
one of them gave any hint of being of a natural pose. He took these remarks
to heart and invited me to spend some time at his studio for him to capture
the female form in the format that I'd suggested. I did this and came to
meet his boyfriend, Rollo.
He was more bi-sexual as opposed to Trevor and Rollo and I had some
really pornographic pictures taken of the two of us together but these were
not shown. Trevor was a true homosexual for even when I was in a most
seductive pose, he never once had an erection and wouldn't under any
circumstance have sex with me.
At the following year's competition, he submitted three pictures of me
and won first prize in a pose that he called A Study of a Woman in
Study. It was of me, naked but with my legs up, sitting in a window alcove
reading a book. Mind you, it was only one of at least a hundred he'd taken
of me as I worked in his studio kitchen and flat, always naked for him to
catch me unawares and therefore get me at my most natural. Though I say
that with tongue in cheek, for what was natural for me was to be on my back
with a rampant cock up inside me as I was being fucked. Either there, or in
my mouth, for I just couldn't resist an erect male organ. Well you should
know this from the first two books that have been written. Magenta and Lady
Bentley.
*
Things happened after this. The main one being the death of his
brother, the heir apparent which left Trevor as the next in line for the
Earldom. He was then pressured by his father to get married and produce a
future Earl.
Now Trevor avoided women like the plague and only had me as an escort
as cover to his homosexuality, but now felt he was heading for trouble if
he didn't do as asked by his father. So it was with some trepidation that
he proposed marriage to me, explaining that it would only be a marriage of
convenience for his father's sake.
He made it quite clear that I could have as many lovers as I wished,
as long as I was discreet about it and didn't get pregnant by any of them,
for he still needed Rollo for his own needs. Read that as he liked being
fucked by him.
Foolish or not, I accepted him and was taken to meet William, his
father, the then current Earl of Lark. He was such a dear man and was much
taken with me and agreed to the marriage.
So I married Trevor and became Lady Bentley.
Prior to this, I had met my current lover, one Alexander Royce. We met
when I was using the holiday home of Sir Malcolm Falconer to whom I was an
escort on quite a few occasions. This holiday home was a villa in Spain and
where Alex and I met and had sex for the period of my stay there. That I
fell in love with him came after the proposal and marriage to Trevor.
*
But back to the wedding. It was held in the village where Lark Hall
was and it was a grand affair but that night was a farce. Instead of having
my husband consummate the marriage, he'd brought Rollo up to act for
him. It was only the fact that I'd already had sex with Rollo and I really
did need a hard cock that I accepted him and cried afterwards.
It was the following night that Sir William, my father-in-law, came
into my room and offered his condolences at marrying his son. He had known
all along that Trevor was a homosexual and went and showed me the peep
holes that all the rooms had and admitted that he'd seen Rollo with me
instead of his son and showed me Trevor and Rollo having sex in Trevor's
room. William was a gentleman and said that if I ever needed any help, his
door would always be open.
The bottom line was I began to have sex with him in his room and he
was most grateful and I made him a happy man but also brought him to having
a cerebral haemorrhage which killed him. This left Trevor being the new
Earl of Lark.
I still had Alex as my lover and I devised a plan to carry out part of
William's wish and I managed to coerce Trevor into giving me a sperm sample
which could only be got by having Rollo fuck him to get him erect and at
the same time as he fucked him, jerk him off till Trevor came into a
condom.
This I sealed in the rubber and placed it into a box containing dry
ice and said that I would go to a clinic in Spain and have artificial
insemination using his sperm. That I went and forgot to take this with me
was of no consequence, for I took Alex with me and had him fuck me every
day and night until he got me pregnant.
For three months we stayed in Spain until it was confirmed and I told
Trevor that the artificial insemination had worked and that I would
therefore be returning home. But home for him was his studio in London, so
I took Alex with me under the pretext that he was there to catalogue the
library and make up the family tree. But he shared my bed every night
having the room next to mine.
I blew a gasket with Trevor when I found out that he'd been neglecting
the hall and that the staff hadn't been paid for nearly ten months and were
then being refused credit at the village stores. I took over the running of
the Hall and estate and finished getting it back up and running properly
and put Trevor in his place when he did finally come to the hall to see me,
bringing Rollo as usual.
I laid down the law that while he had Rollo as a lover, I had Alex as
mine and that I was from that point on the mistress and in sole charge of
Lark Hall. He was quite happy for me to do this as long as he could return
to London with Rollo, I was free to do what I wanted, him knowing, or
thinking that I was carrying his child when it really was Alex's.
This then has brought you up to date.
*
`He looks beautiful,' Trevor said as he pulled the cover back a little
to see his supposed son and heir. `Have you thought of a name for him yet?'
`Yes,' I said, looking down at my son. `I'm naming him after your
father and calling him William.' His face lit up.
`You couldn't have pleased me better,' he smiled and then kissed me on
the cheek, and then went and spoilt the moment.
`Can Rollo come in now and see him? Oh, Alex too,' he added as an
afterthought. It irked me that they would come in together for I wanted
Alex really to be on his own to see his son and not have Trevor's lover
there at the same time, but there again, Trevor and Rollo would be shortly
going back to London and I would have Alex once again with me on his own.
`Yes,' I said and he quickly went and let the other two into my
room. They both came in and each gave me a kiss on the cheek first before
looking at my baby. I ignored the comments of Rollo and only heard the
voice of Alex, the true father, as he spoke of what a wonderful thing I had
achieved and I loved the smile he had on his face as he looked at his
son. It was heartbreaking to see the tears in his eyes that he couldn't
acknowledge that it was his and not Trevor's.
They were not allowed to stay long and were soon ushered out by the
nurse, saying that I now needed rest, which I really did, and as much as I
would have loved to say more to Alex, letting him and the other's go as the
nurse put the baby into a cot by the bedside and told me to get some much
needed sleep. This I did.
I think I got four hours before William woke up and the nurse, on
hearing his cry, came into the room and put him into my arms and had him
latch onto the nipple of one breast and have his first feed of milk from
me.
I was pampered by the nurse, having her clean and change the nappies
on William and see to me having the right diet, well at least for the first
few days until she was satisfied that I was now able to cope on my own.
I had moved into William's, the late Earl's room, it being the biggest
and situated right over the main entrance to the Hall on my original
return. Alex had my old room with a sitting room in between. Trevor kept to
his old room with Rollo's on the other side of their sitting room.
It was the second night after the birth that I went through my sitting
room and into that of Alex. He was in bed and very pleased to see me and
his smile widened when he saw that I was naked under my robe. The bed cover
was quickly pulled aside and I got into bed with my lover. This had been my
first chance of being alone with him and we couldn't kiss enough as he
stroked my large breasts and I stroked his erection. I was still sore down
there between my legs but a rampant and hard erection that I had in my hand
was too much.
I moved down the bed and took that wonderful tool into my mouth and
sucked and tongued him till he burst into my mouth with his life giving
seed. Another William down the tubes I thought as I swallowed his emission
and kept sucking till he was empty and then licked him clean.
`Oh my love,' he said when I surfaced and went into his arms. `You
don't know how much I needed that.'
`From the amount that I got, I do indeed know,' I said before I kissed
him again. `Now tell me what you think of your son?'
`I...I'm really at a loss at what to say. He looks so beautiful and
like you,' he said.
`Am I all wrinkled?' I asked with a laugh.
`No my darling,' he said giving me a kiss. `All I saw was the smile on
his face and the lovely colour of his eyes. His hair is dark now but they
say it changes and I hope it's the same colour as yours. That lovely colour
that goes with your name.' I kissed him for that. `Though I must admit of
having bad thoughts of letting Trevor really believe that it's his child.'
`Don't give that idea any thought,' I said, sitting up. `It might be a
bit different if he'd ever even fucked me, but as he hasn't, so there's no
way you should think that way.' I then got a wicked thought in my
head. `Trevor has no more chance of giving or even having a baby,' I said,
getting out of bed and dragging at Alex's arm. `Come, let me show you.'
`Let me put a dressing gown on first,' he protested.
`No one's going to see you,' I said, still pulling at his arm and he
let me lead him out of his room and through into the other sitting room
that was between his and Trevor's room. I took him to where I knew the bit
of frieze that would slide open. This I did and peeped through, and sure
enough, there was Trevor and Rollo on the bed, having sex. Trevor was on
his knees and Rollo was up behind him and I'm really saying it twice for
Rollo was up his behind. I watched for a moment, the forward thrusting of
Rollo as he fucked Trevor before letting Alex have a look.
He gave a gasp at what he saw and I felt and then saw that maybe even
Alex had thoughts in that direction for his cock came straight up, sticking
right out and felt as hard as an iron bar.
`Wow,' he said and I'm not sure if it was what he was seeing or the
fact that I had gone down onto my knees and had taken the head of his cock
once again into my mouth. I didn't have to bob my head up and down on he
for he took over the movement and I wondered if he was copying Rollo. His
hands came up to hold me on either side as he face fucked me.
Mind you, I didn't have to watch the other two to get excited for just
having a rampant cock in my mouth was enough for me. Alex held me fast as
he began to come for the second time that night and was nearly as prolific
as before. It was lovely.
He closed the shutter and pulled me up and kissed me and hugged me
tight.
`He can have Rollo, for I've got you,' he said and we went back to his
room and into bed again. I took him once again in the morning before coffee
was delivered though I had to leave him once during the night to feed
William.
*
Trevor and Rollo left the next day, both giving me a kiss on the cheek
before leaving and I was now alone with my own lover and child. After their
departure, I took William down to the big hall and had every member of the
estate come and see the heir apparent and accept their good wishes and
thanked them for seeing that all went well during my confinement. Stanford
was proud as a peacock seeing that everybody had their turn at seeing
William, so much so that you would have thought that he was the father.
The nurse too left that day and it was Stanford who saw to getting a
girl from the village to act as a nanny and nurse to William and she moved
into the room on the other side to me and had William sleep in her room,
bringing him into me when it was his feeding time and then cleaning him up
afterwards. One chore I was glad to pass on, this changing of nappy and
wiping his backside.
Alex would only spend a couple of hours in my bed at night before
going back to his just in case the nurse came in all of a sudden. But at
least I was now ready to take him into the right place and I was glorious
to once again have his hard cock stuck inside my fanny and have his weight
on me as we fucked.
Straight after me breast feeding William and turning him over to the
nurse, he would be in my bed and we'd be fucking each other. Then we would
lie in each other's arms and talk and laugh of how we met in Spain and the
fun we had. Also of the work he was doing in the cataloguing of the
library. But he was now really getting into that and found it a very
pleasant occupation.
He would then fuck me again before he left to spend the rest of the
night in his own bed and this became the pattern for many weeks.
*
A couple of days after Trevor and Rollo had left, Mother and George
paid me a visit, to see me and the baby. George was mother's lodger and the
man who'd given me away at the wedding. That he slept with my mother was of
no consequence to me and he'd actually had a bonus, for just prior to my
wedding, I let him fuck me too, so he'd had both mother and daughter. She
must have liked him for I think he was the fourth lodger she'd had and he'd
been there the longest so that they must really get on well together I
thought.
Anyway, it was nice to see them and made sure that a fuss was made
over them, though Stanford would have seen to this without me having to
ask. For Stanford was my now devoted slave having praised him for keeping
the Hall going during the financial crisis and getting quite a good bonus
for doing so.
Mother of course, was tickled pink at meeting her grandson, the future
Earl of Lark and so was George. As the two of them were staying over for a
couple of days, I got Arthur to drive us round the estate that they hadn't
seen on their last visit.
Arthur Brown was my estate manager, having to employ someone to look
after what I couldn't because of carrying William. He was forty years of
age and knew his job, and also gave out the work schedules for all those
staff employed outside of the Hall. He took the three of us out in the Land
Rover and over the extensive acreage of the Lark Hall estate. Pointing out
the crops being grown and the two mixed herds of cattle, Friesian and
Guernsey's. The latter being the smaller of the two, produced thick lovely
milk that was churned into butter, cream and cheese.
We also had chickens and pigs though these last were kept well away
from the Hall for obvious reasons. It was then back to the outbuildings
close to the Hall where the barns, chicken coops and milking shed were as
well as the stables. We only had two at the moment and it was these that
Alex and I used for riding, though he was a much better horse person than I
was.
Not far from these were the workers cottages and most of the wives of
the farm hands worked in and around the Hall doing various duties.
I couldn't stay away from the Hall too long because of William's
feeding times and so we returned in time for lunch and mother and George
really enjoyed that and the dinner we had that evening. They stayed
overnight and left shortly after breakfast, promising to come back another
day and getting me to promise to visit them, taking William with me so that
she could proudly show off her grandson to her friends.
Alex and I were once again left on our own which was what I desired
most. We still couldn't spend the whole night in bed together because of
William's feeding but made the most of the few hours we did. I would go to
his room as often as he came into mine. Naked beneath my robe, his eyes
would always open wide when I revealed my nakedness to him and he would
throw the covers back to reveal that just the sight of me gave him an
erection. This was what I loved above all else, a rampant cock that was my
toy to play with. Well I have already said that I was a bit of a slut where
men were concerned.
With my big fat belly now out of the way, we could roll about on the
bed and get into some strange positions to have his wonderful cock up
inside me. I could also take his full weight on me as we kissed, his prick
trying to make a fresh hole in my stomach. I loved to kiss his body and nip
the nipples on his chest before kissing my way down over his stomach and
finally reaching his throbbing penis. Kissing the bulbous head that was
half exposed from the foreskin, licking it and getting him really worked up
when forcing my tongue down between that and the flesh beneath.
I would quite often nibble the underside of his shaft until I had my
nose buried in between his balls, smelling his maleness. He would often
give out a groan when I took both of them into my mouth to roll around and
gently suck on the two oval shaped plums.
Then it was back to kissing and nibbling my way back up and taking the
head of his cock into my mouth and sucking on him as I moved my hand up and
down on that rod of iron. I quite liked it when I was upside down to him so
that I could have his tongue and mouth well up into my sex as we performed
oral sex on each other. He could rouse me to many an orgasm this way and he
would also come in my mouth for me to wash round inside before swallowing
his nectar.
After a rest from our mutual coming and when he was ready, I would
have him on top of me for him to fuck me properly and have him come inside
me again. Having my legs up high to allow him to get as much of himself
into me, the deeper the better. The sliding motion of his prick as he moved
in and out, sometimes slow and tantalising me by almost pulling out or the
forceful ramming and having his balls slap the cheeks of my bum as we
fucked was sheer heaven for me these nights in bed with my love.
We would part during the night, but quite often after I'd fed William,
I would go back into his room and have him fuck me again in the early hours
of the morning. We would eat breakfast in the Yellow room, a small one just
off the main hall, well we had all our meals in there when not
entertaining. It had large French windows that opened out onto the terrace
and we would always, if the weather was fine, have breakfast outside.
After this meal, I would go to what was my study and have my daily
meeting with Arthur and later do the accounts and answer any correspondence
that was needed. Alex would go off to the library to continue his
cataloguing of the many books there. We only worked in the mornings for
after a light lunch, we would often have the two mares saddled and go for a
gentle ride over the fields and through the woods, letting the horses drink
at the river from where the Hall gets its name.
That summer was an idyll, what with William soon sleeping the whole
night and me being able to stay the whole night in bed with Alex without
having to get up for William.
*