Page 23 of Dick Stone, Regency Stud
He sidled closer and whispered into her ear, “Keeping your bits covered doesn’t make you good.”
“I’ll try to be good for you,” she said in a small voice.
Oh, that was the stuff, the honeyed words that fed his cock’s straining rise. She was a minx wrapped in the trappings of a debutante, and he planned to set her free.
Edward moved his hand until he slid between her nether lips.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were wet, you bad girl?”
She looked up at him in horror.
“Not like that. Your little pussy is warming up to me and purring.”
He stroked his fingers over Lady Maria’s bud and watched her shudder.
“She’s getting glossy and wet so my cock can slide inside and give you a baby.”
“Inside…”
Edward circled her entrance and watched her try to control the thrashing of her spine as she intuitively sought the movements that could bring release.
“That’s right,” he breathed softly. “I’m going to ease my hard cock inside of your little pussy and give you my seed. And then you’re going to grow a baby.”
“Please,” she whimpered.
He slid a single index finger into her channel. “I’m a lot bigger than that finger,” he growled into her hair. “You’re going to have to take a lot more than that.”
He moved his finger against the membrane partially obstructing her channel. “I’m going to have to break this with my cock to fit it inside. It’s going to hurt for a moment, and you’ll bleed a bit.”
“My maidenhead?” she asked dazedly.
He grunted, feeling the edges of it with his fingertip.
“Do it now,” she demanded. “Break it now. I want to be ready to take you inside of me fully when you come to me at the house. To breed me.”
“Fuck,” he said, gripping his cock with his free hand to keep it under control.
Lady Maria wiggled on the bench to force Edward’s finger to move microscopically in and out of her channel.
“You want it that bad?” he asked, moving his hand to her waist to hold her steady.
Lady Maria nodded, fighting to move despite him pinning her down.
Edward applied himself to kissing her neck as he roughly churned two fingers in her tight cunt, making short work of her hymen.
“You’re asking to become a bad girl?” he asked. “Or maybe you’re already a bad girl. You want me to open this pussy so just any man can breed you?”
She didn’t deny it. He saw that first glaze of pleasure on her face — he’d seen that look before — and he knew she’d never be the same after eating the apple of sexual knowledge.
“Oh no,” she whispered. “Oh, no.”
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Hurt? No, oh!” she exclaimed as Edward felt her winding ever tighter around his fingers, compressing and squeezing them until he had to grit his teeth to control his interested cock.
“Now you’re going to come for me, bad girl,” he said. “You’re going to let pleasure take you and practice drawing in all of that sticky seed I’ll shoot in your womb.”
Lady Maria grabbed the handhold on the carriage’s roof and fairly pulled herself out of the seat as she ascended to orgasm. “They called you Dick Stone, Charley’s friends. Is that your name?”
