Page 32 of Dick Stone, Regency Stud
“Trousers off,” he commanded Jack, who happily shed his pantaloons and leaned over Maria’s prone body. He bent more flagrantly and thrust out his arse for his lover.
“We’re going to do this?” asked Charley.
“We’re the naked ones,” said Jack while Maria helped him out of his cravat and shirt. “Come now, are you going to fuck us or not?”
Charley chuckled and eased his wet fingers into Jack’s arse.
Jack leaned closer to Maria and narrated their game. “Your husband is opening me up for his cock right now. Your pretty cunny’s delicious juices and Lord Edward’s seed will let him pound my hole as I fill you with my cock. Can you take me while I take him?”
Maria fondled her nub and nodded yes frantically as Edward rolled her nipple between his fingers.
“Is Charley stripping down?” asked Edward skeptically as he regarded the young nobleman still attired in his tailored finery.
“He mostly likes to take me while clothed. Says I should feel degraded by the sensation of his falls against my sack, but I suspect he’s just shy,” said Jack coyly, directing the words behind himself.
Charley lined up his cock at Jack’s entrance and slowly pushed in. “You’ve never complained about a fast fuck before, my boy,” he said while directing Jack’s head down to his wife’s breast. Jack latched on and groaned when Charley bottomed out.
“Buckskin,” said Jack, catching his breath. “I do love the feel of your husband’s breeches tanning my hide.”
Maria squirmed until she caught hold of Jack’s cock. “Is this acceptable?” she asked, her eyes innocent while she worked his cock with admirable skill for one so new to carnal matters.
“You know it is, you minx,” said Jack before kissing her. “How is our little pussy feeling? Is she ready to be filled and bred?”
“I don’t know, are you ready to make me a mother?”
“Weare ready to make you a mother,” replied Jack as he moved his hips to slide into Maria’s hand while taking Charley’s thrusts.
“How does it feel? Taking my husband’s cock in your arse?”
Jack’s eyes closed in pleasure. “Someday, when you’re ready, I’ll do the same to you and you can tell me yourself.”
Maria directed Jack’s cock so it slid between her wet nether lips but didn’t enter her body.
“You’re going to drain my balls, darling, you know that?”
“I certainly hope so,” she said, pulling Jack down for a kiss.
Charley reached around Jack and put a hand to Maria’s breast. “You’ll drain our balls and get a baby. You want that? To swell with our child?”
She smiled like a cat in the cream and bit her lower lip. “How would you like to be a papa? Papas,” she corrected.
“Fuck, Maria,” groaned Charley, gripping Jack’s shoulder so he could pound into him with more force. “Are you in her yet? Are you plowing my wife?”
Jack lined himself up at Maria’s entrance and slid in slowly while watching her reaction. “Taking me so well,” he murmured while placing his hand on her lower belly. “Inside,” he bit out, straining to keep control as he experienced a fantasy he’d never imagined might become real.
“You like my wife’s cunny?” asked Charley, still fondling Maria’s breast.
“You fucking know I do,” said Jack, squeezing his eyes shut as he struggled to keep his orgasm leashed.
Charley hooked his chin over Jack’s shoulder. “Maybe, in time, she could be your wife, too. Our wife.”
Jack looked back, confused.
“Not according to the law,” said Charley with regret. “But we could form a hearth, a household together as three. Live as a family with the children. They’ll need to know their papa.”
“Their papas,” said Jack, turning to kiss Charley tenderly.
“Would you accept that, Maria? Making this marriage bigger?” asked Charley, looking down at his wife.
