3 comments/ 40834 views/ 7 favorites His Lordship's Delights By: mybaby Chapter One: Richard's Introduction In the year 1876, Lord Richard Blanchester had taken over the Lordship on his father's rather premature death, at the age of 46. His mother Lady Clarabelle Blanchester had died just after his sister's birth, some 18 years ago. When his mother died Richard was only five, and had missed her terribly. He and his sister were raised by several nannies over the years. Their father always appeared to be away on some business matters, or other such things. However, over the years Richard and his sister Victoria had been raised well, no public school for them. Specialist teachers brought to teach them professionally at home. Richard was surprised to discovered his inheritance was to be one of the largest estates in Great Britain. Pasture land in Scotland and some very good farming in Ireland, and land abroad India particularly, combined with the several thousand acres in the West Country. Wealth of this magnitude brought its problems. Richard was at 24 a very eligible bachelor. Over six foot, dark, ruggedly good-looking, deep blue eyes. His fencing, horse riding, and shooting prowess stood him in good stead. Victoria of course had also been handsomely looked after in fathers will. She was a very wealthy, and most desirable young Lady. Long blonde hair, very trim figure, with a very ample bosom. Victoria had always been conscious of her breasts. They had started to develop at thirteen, much to her embarrassment. Their nanny at the time had talked to Victoria about the problems, and the advantages of having large breasts. At 19 Victoria could appreciate all the advantages. So did her suitors. Richard had heard Victoria's physical charms mentioned several times in certain circles. He knew his sister well, they were the best of friends, and he was sure she was still a virgin. He noticed her appetite for horse riding had taken on a new dimension over the past few months. She would think nothing of an impromptu bareback ride whenever the fancy took her. It appeared a somewhat regular occurrence, but girls would be girls he thought. Richard wondered if Victoria's education had included any sexual introductions similar to his own? Richard remembered his father saying one day that as he was now of the age, and he must be introduced in the ways of the world. He wondered at the time exactly what that meant? He did not have to long to discover his father's meaning. A few nights later, just after he had retired to bed when there was a gentle knock on his door. "Come," He answered moving under the bedclothes to hide his embarrassingly stiff cock. He was most surprised to see Sarah Tomlinson, the housemaid enter his room. Sarah was just twenty, a fine buxom wench, with nice trim thighs and shapely rump to match. Indeed Richard had often admired her, when she bent to place logs on the fire, or just doing her work around the house. On many occasions he had felt a stirring in his breeches. The sight of her bending showing ample cleavage, or the roundness of her derriere, was enough to stir any red-blooded man. He glanced at Sarah, and noticed she was looking most attractive. Her blouse was slightly lower than usual, and if he was not mistaken, also tighter. Sarah's ample bosoms displayed invitingly. Richard had retired relatively early that night. No guests for dinner for once, a relief, from the hectic dinner schedule his father kept. Sarah enter his room, she cleared her throat nervously, "Begging your pardon Master Richard, Mr Russell asked me to come up." Tom Russell was a similar age to his lordship. He had been His Lordships right hand man, and confident for so long as Richard could remember. Tom had also been a very good friend to both Richard and Victoria. Many happy hours shooting, fishing,and riding. Tom always accompanied his lordship on every trip; the Blanchester family had great faith in him. "Oh right," Richard answered "and em, what prey are your instructions now you are here?" "Well sir," Sarah hesitated. "Spit it out girl." Richard insisted. "Well sir, now you are of the age." "The age? The age for what woman?" Richard demanded. "Age for, err, for....." Sarah blushed again. "For god sake woman get on with it." "Perhaps it's better if I just show you." "Show me what?" Richard was becoming impatient with her tiresome dilly-dallying. Sarah moved towards the bed and pulled the lace that held the front of her dress together. Her bosoms fell into view, as she got to the edge of the bed. Richard was lost for words. Sarah leaned forward and kissed him. Gently at first, then with a slightly firmer approach, her tongue darting between his lips. Richard did not know what to do. His cock certainly had an idea, and accordingly an embarrassingly large tent had appeared in the bedclothes. Richard did not have chance to hide his stiffness because Sarah, still kissing him took his hand and placed it on her right breast. Richard raised his other hand instinctively to her left breast. He caressed her bosom. Nature had taken over his hand movements, as it had his rampant dick. He marvelled at how Sarah's nipples hardened at his touch. "Ouch, gentle, gentle." Sarah instructed "Sorry, sorry" "Mmmmm that's it Mmmmmm." She stopped kissing him and aptly moved her right breast towards Richards's mouth. His head was swimming now. What was happening? He kissed her nipples, and was amazed how hard they could become. He paid equal attention to both her breasts. Sarah moaned again, after a few moments removed her breasts away from his mouth and grasp. Standing tall, she popped her breasts back into her blouse. Glancing down she was momentarily transfixed by the raised bedclothes. Sarah smiled knowingly "That's enough for one night young sir" she said, kissed him passionately. She was gone from his room almost as quickly as she had arrived. Richard's right hand stroked his rampant prick, only four strokes were needed for him to shoot his sperm. His mind traced back to her parting words. That is enough for one night. The next recollection Richard had was Sarah opening his bedroom curtains. "Good morning Master Richard." She was very cheerful "Did you sleep well?" she asked "Very well" Richard replied. He noticed Sarah was looking at him, or rather the bedclothes. He did not attempt to conceal anything, and the normal morning large tent was evident. He wanted to rub himself. Moreover, he wanted to see and play with Sarah's breasts again. Kiss and fondle them. "I believe breakfast is served Sir." Sarah said, "I also understand your father requires you to join him immediately." With that announcement, she left the room. "Will of the bloody wisp" Richard muttered to himself as he dressed. His hard on still giving him trouble. A short while later he joined his father for breakfast. Continued in Chapter Two: Richards further lessons His Lordship's Delights Ch. 02 Chapter Two: Richards Further Lessons of Induction. Breakfast was a mundane affair. His father wanted to discuss some investment opportunities. Richard was not at all attentive, the only opportunities Richard was interested in involved Sarah Tomlinson's charms. His father was of course aware of the situation. He was also aware Sarah was tending the fireplace behind him, and was bending down rather provocatively. Richards's dick was responding accordingly. That day somewhat dragged and Richard excused himself shortly after dinner that evening to retire, on the pretence of a novel he wished to finish. "Good night son." His father wished "Sleep well." Richard noticed a smirk on his father face. "Good night father." Richard replied "I'm sure I shall." Richard lay waiting in anticipation. Half an hour or so had passed, an extremely long half an hour at that. His cock was hard, painfully erect. He had been in a semi-aroused state for much of the day. The waiting was impossible to bear. Was she coming? Had he dreamt last evening? At last a knock on his door. Sarah did not wait for his beckoning, she entered his bedroom coyly "Good evening Master Richard." She started much as the previous evening. Richard was more eager tonight, and Sarah's lovely tits were quickly being fondled and kissed. He dragged her onto his bed, gaining better access to her breasts. "My, my, Sire, don't be so eager," Sarah playfully scolded him. She altered her position, granting him even better access to her charms. She threw her head back and shuddered. After a while, Richard knew he wanted to explore more of Sarah's body. He was unsure, what should be his next move. He was tempted to thrust his hand up her skirts and find what he desired most. He need not have worried, Sarah was a step ahead of him. Standing she slipped her skirts to the floor, she was naked beneath. Richard for the first time in his life saw a naked woman. The triangle of dark hair covered Sarah's modesty a little, but her fanny lips were outlined beneath her bush. Richard was transfixed. Sarah pulled back the sheet careful not to expose his manhood, and slipped into bed next to him. For the first time in his life, Richard felt a woman's warm, soft, sensually welcoming body next to his. What a sensation came over him, his head was swimming, and his cock was harder than he could ever recall. Sarah began slowly kissing his neck; it appeared there must be a direct link to his cock. It was now twitching uncontrollably, appearing to have a will of its own. Sarah worked her way down to his chest, flicking his sensitive nipples with her tongue. Richard was on fire with desire, his need for relief undeniable. Sarah moved down his chest to his navel, the bed sheet was just covering his cock that was twitching constantly now. Richard was moaning loudly, he watched Sarah move tantalisingly down towards his manhood. He noticed if he raised his head he could look into his full-length dressing mirror, in the reflection he had a perfect view of Sarah working on his body. He studied her face, noting the concentration; he also noticed her looking at the huge bulge made by his manhood. Sarah lifted the sheet allowing Richard cock freedom to spring up onto his belly. Sarah had not expected this, and his cock leapt towards the girls face. She was not quite swift enough to move her head, and Richards cock smacked against her cheek. She made little of it and moved quickly back up his body, much to Richards's disappointment of course. She deftly moved the sheet to cover his cock, again to avoid any embarrassment to him. His cock was now resting firmly on his tummy, well above his navel. Sarah kissed him deeply, Richard responded by sliding his hands onto her bum and stroking her gently. "Mmmmm, that's nice," Sarah whispered dreamily in his ear. Richard looked into her eyes, he noticed a strange look. He continued to stroke her arse getting slowly lower. His middle finger then slipped down between the cleft of her bum and found her sex. "No, no, sire, Noo,Oooooo, Mmmmmm, No,nooooo,ummmmm,Mmmmmm," Sarah's initial protests died quickly as Richards finger delved into her slippery wetness. Richard brought his other hand down Sarah's tummy, through her pubic hair, and found her wetness. He moved his fingers gently about her pussy, noting her deeper moaning. He found her little bud with his index finger. Upon massaging it he was surprised by the reaction it created in the girl. He rubbed a little harder. The girl's pussy ground down on his finger that was inside her from the rear, whilst also pushing herself down harder onto his index finger. "Yes yes yeeee, mmmm,aaaaaahh, ummmmmm, Oh that's it, that's it harder,Aaaaah,"Sarah panted. Richard did not know what was occurring just at the moment. Sarah did, and came on his fingers. After a short while she regained her composure, her breathing returned to normal. She kissed him passionately. "My lord," she exclaimed, "Where did you learn that?" She questioned him, "They said you were unaware of any sexual knowledge. A virgin they said." "Truly I am, your the first girl I've ever" Sarah giggled and kissed him stopping his words. Her tongue probing, searching deep in his mouth. Sarah then recalled her instructions from Tom Russell "Take it slowly, and teach the lad well, you'll be well rewarded." A smile crossed her lips, she knew Tom would pay her well. The bonus was the beautiful orgasm she'd just been fingered too. Their kissing was passionate, and Richards fingers began a similar adventure between Sarah's thighs. Her senses had returned, she knew she must take charge of the situation. She had planned only to introduce Master Richard to the intimate charms of her breasts tonight. Teaching him slowly the subtleties of their enchantment. How by caressing and kissing, and gently teasing them it was possible to turn a woman on. She had carefully planned every bit of that night's fun, but underplayed the roll her sensitive nipples, and her libido would have on her actions. She had envisaged finishing this encounter without going anywhere near this far. Perhaps just the hint of what lay between her legs would be her parting shot. That would keep him interested for the next nights of induction. How had she let things go this far? How could she get away without going further? God knows. Her body was sending out all the signals that she was finding very difficult to suppress. Master Richards's lips on her breasts, and his somewhat knowingly skilled fingers were not helping her cause. Oh dear, she felt another orgasm rising between her legs. Richard increased the motion of his finger on her hard swollen button, she bit his shoulder has she came, moaning loudly. This second orgasm surpassed her first by quite a distance, much to Richards delight. Sarah's body convulsed and twitched through her pleasure. Richard moved onto his back, and watched Sarah regain herself again. She looked up at him and smiled "What am I going to do with you?" It was not a question requiring a verbal answer. Richard smiled and glanced down at his cock. The bedclothes had disappeared some while hence. Sarah's eyes followed Richard's down to his rampant cock. There was a little moisture which had appeared on the tip of his cock. It was proudly erect and pointing upwards, towards Sarah gaze. Sarah's resolve to stick to her plan, and Tom Russell's instructions, had mostly disappeared along with her orgasms. She averted her gaze from Richards's dick, to gaze into his eyes for a brief second. She began to kiss down his chest. Sarah planted small kisses slowly down towards the head of his expectant cock. Stopping when she was less than an inch from its swollen head. Richard could feel her breath on his cock. He had a good idea as to actual act of intercourse, but what was Sarah about to do? Continued in Chapter Three: Richards lessons continue