Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2012 00:49:11 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Lady Bentley. Part Seven.

    This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments,
good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

    Part Seven

     I was woken up by hand shaking my shoulder. I blinked in the light of
the bedside lamp and saw Trevor leaning over me.

     `Magenta,' he slurred as he sat down. `This is your wedding night and
I didn't want to deprive you of having sex.' I blinked again and sat
up. Could it be, I wondered? He was here in his dressing gown.

     `So I've brought Rollo to give you some solace in place of my
inability,' he said with a hiccup. `I'll see you in the morning.' He got up
and I then saw that Rollo had been behind him, he too was wearing a
dressing gown. He turned to watch Trevor almost roll out of my bedroom
before he turned to look at me.

     `It wasn't my suggestion Magenta,' he said in a low voice. `At least I
managed to get him upstairs before he made a fool of himself down in the
hall.'

     `Well he's making a fool of me by bringing you here,' I said bitterly.

     `No Magenta!' he said sitting down next to me. `If I thought that, I
wouldn't have come in here with him. I...I didn't like the idea of you
being here alone, knowing that...that we've done it together a few times
and wouldn't mind me taking his place for an hour or two.' I looked at him
and saw from his eyes that he wasn't making fun of me in my predicament and
knew that I did like a hard male cock. We sat looking at each other for
several minutes as I thought of all the reasons why I should tell him to
fuck off and then a lot more for him to stay and give me what a bride
expects on her wedding night. I gave out a big sigh and pulled the covers
down to reveal my breasts and invited him into my bed.

     He got up and took of his dressing gown to reveal that he was up hard
and ready for me and had probably been sitting there all the time with it
throbbing away hoping that I'd say yes to this outrageous proposal. So be
it, I'd made my bed and now I had to lie in it.

     I accepted his kisses and didn't stop his hand from wandering first
over my breasts and then down between my thighs and gave out a sigh as his
fingers started to play with me down there. I couldn't help myself but
reach down my own hand and take his erection into my hand and begin to
squeeze and rub it as his fingers excited my clitoris. I hadn't had a man
for several days now and he soon roused me up to the point where I was
almost begging for his hard prick to be put inside me.

     I pushed his hand away and let him go as I rolled over and went up
onto my knees knowing he liked to hold the hips whilst having a fuck.

     `Now Rollo, now. Be Trevor for me,' I cried as he got up behind me and
quickly rammed himself into me. I gave out a cry at his entry and welcomed
his thick prick filling me and expanding the insides to begin his massaging
of my vagina. My tits began to swing from my chest and the nipples still
ached but that would soon pass for I was being brought up very fast to my
climax and began to rock backwards to his forward thrusts and cried out as
I came, shuddering under his hands as he then held me tight and I felt him
pump out his seed inside me.

     `Thank you Rollo, I needed that,' I said in a low voice so that he
couldn't hear me but it was true. I had needed that hard piece of flesh
inside to excite and bring about my orgasm. He slipped out as I fell
forward but rolled over for him to put himself back inside and I held him
tight and began to cry again.

     `I'm sorry Magenta,' he said as he leaned on his elbows and wiped away
my tears. `There's not a lot I can do for you except to be there if you
ever need me.'

     He gave me a kiss and I whimpered when he pulled out and got off the
bed and put his dressing gown on and left me alone in my marriage bed.

     I looked and felt rather drawn the next day and the Earl patted my
hand at the table and I'm sure that he had sympathy in his eyes but I
wasn't sure. The day rolled past and I was soon back in my bed alone. I'd
drank nearly half a bottle of gin and wondered as I lay there if Rollo was
going to come with Trevor and myself on our so called honeymoon. I hadn't
even asked where we would be going though I knew we wouldn't be leaving the
Hall until the third of January. I had said my goodbyes to my mother George
and all the others that morning and now it just left Trevor, Rollo and the
Earl as company to see in the New Year.

     I was half drunk and still sobbing when I heard a knock at my bedroom
door and called out to come in as I hastily wiped my tears on the bed sheet
that I had pulled up to cover my front. I was surprised to see that it was
the Earl himself dressed in his dressing gown.

     `May I come in and have a little talk Magenta?'

     `Certainly sir,' I said giving a little sniff. He came over and sat
down on the edge of the bed. He picked up my hand and gave it a kiss.

     `You're a beautiful young woman Magenta and I cannot for the life of
me think why you agreed to marry my son. You know he's a homosexual
surely?'

     `Yes,' I said in a whisper, `but I didn't think he would spurn me

  completely. How did you know?'

     `I've known it for years and I hoped that with him marrying you would
give him at least some desire and me an heir. I saw what happened last
night,' he said softly.

     `What?' I said aghast.

     `Come. I'll show some of the Hall's secrets. Put on a robe,' he said
as he got off the bed and turned his back. I was intrigued enough of his
remark about the Hall's secrets and so I got out of bed and put on the robe
that was lying at the foot of the bed.

     He waited till I was covered for I had been in bed naked and he led me
over to a door that was opposite to the one that led to my sitting
room. I'd already it tried once before and found it locked but he went to
it and pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked it.

     `This leads into my sitting room,' he said as he led me inside and he
moved over to the wall that was between this room and my bedroom. He
stopped a little way along and surprised me by putting up his hand and made
a section of the bordering frieze of latticed wood move to one side. `Take
a look,' he said, gesturing to the hole that was revealed. I stepped over
and gave out a gasp for I saw that I was then looking through the frieze on
the other side and could quite clearly see my bed from the left hand side.

     `You...you saw? You saw what happened last night?' I asked, my hand up
to my throat as I looked at him wide eyed, remembering being up on my knees
and having Rollo fuck me from behind.

     `Yes,' he said softly, `but it wasn't for the sake of voyeurism,
believe me. It was just to see if the leopard had changed his spots and
would fulfil his matrimonial duties. Sadly, he didn't. I didn't stay to
watch if that's what you might be thinking Magenta. I saw you naked yes,
but then that's how I first saw you.'

     `You've already seen me?' I asked. `How? When?'

     `Come, and I'll show you,' he said as he closed the frieze. I followed
him across to the other door like mine and led me into his bedroom. There,
on the bedside cabinet was a large framed picture of me that had won Trevor
his award. I looked around the room and saw three other pictures of me, all
of them showing me in the nude. `I see you every night before I go to sleep
and see you when I wake up. Oh, if only I were twenty years younger,' he
said with a sigh. `Now let me show you something else which has a bearing
on that catamite son of mine.'

     He led me back through his sitting room, my bedroom into my sitting
room and went over to the far wall and moved another piece of frieze and
put his finger to his lips and after a quick look, offered his place for me
to have a look. It was the same view as into my room only I was looking
from the left hand side of Trevor's bed. It might have been the same scene
of last night with Rollo up on his knees bent over a human back as he
fucked the body beneath his hands, only it was Trevor that was getting his
cock, not me. Trevor was really being fucked up the arse and I could hear
him grunting out to be fucked harder. I was shaken, for this was the first
time I'd seen him in that position, having a man's hard penis stuck up
inside him.

     I was visible shaken as I turned away from the peep hole and the Earl
slid the frieze closed.

     `Sadly, I've seen him doing that with many men and always being the
recipient, the woman of the man on top. My heart grieves for you Magenta,'
he said as he led me back through the rooms to my bedroom. He paused at the
door to his sitting room and looked back at me.

     `I'm fifty five years of age Magenta, and still a man in all
things. If you ever have the need, this door will not be locked. Goodnight
and God bless you.' He left me standing there stunned at what he'd just
said. I stood there for several minutes before slowly moving forward and
tested the door and found that it was indeed unlocked. I gently closed it
again and went and took off my gown and got back into bed.

     I lay there for half an hour thinking over what he'd said and
offered. Could I go and sleep with my father-in-law? Well it didn't look as
though I was ever going to sleep with my husband and I would rather have
the choice of who I slept with and not have Trevor say who was coming into
my bed to see to my needs.

     I wondered why he, the Earl had not said anything the first time we
met about having those photographs of me in his bedroom. I had slept with a
few men of his age and generally found them more considerate and in most
cases, could last longer than a younger man though the quantity of sperm
generated appeared to decrease with age. Whether the sperm was still as
active, I couldn't say and wasn't prepared to find out. Could that be his
reason for inviting me into his bed, to get me with child? Surely he would
have guessed that I was on the pill by having Rollo fuck me last night.

     All these and other thoughts crowded my mind and I found that my
nipples had begun to ache and when I started to get that glow in my lower
belly I knew what I was going to do. I got up and went into the bathroom
and had a pee and washed myself and used the slightest dab of perfume
before going back and putting on my robe and slowly walking through that
door into his sitting room and then opened the other door to his bedroom.

     He was sitting up in bed reading a book and put it down as soon as he
saw me standing there in the doorway.

     `Did I read you right in your saying that you would like me to share
your bed, er, William?' I asked in a shy voice, it being the first time I'd
used his name instead of sir. His face split into a lovely smile and he
cast the book aside and pulled back the bed cover on the side I was facing.

     `Yes Magenta and you do me a great honour by coming as well as showing
a certain degree of courage to do so.' He wasn't wearing a pyjama top and
so assumed that he wasn't wearing the bottoms either. I walked over to the
bed and slowly took off my robe and let it drop to the floor for him to see
me properly and in the flesh and not just in a photograph.

     `Wonderful,' he breathed out, `just absolutely wonderful.' My nipples
were really hurting me now and I wanted them sucked and teased and the fire
in my belly was now fully alight at what I was about to do and get in bed
with my father-in-law. Earl or not, he was still a man and I hoped, a prick
big enough to satisfy me.

     I got into his bed and pulled the cover over my lower half as I leaned
into him, pressing one breast against his arm as I kissed him and pulled
his free hand up to cover my other breast.

     `Oh Magenta,' he moaned between the kisses and his hand took over and
began to gently knead the breast that he held. This lasted for a few
minutes before I rolled onto my back, pulling him onto his side and gently
pushed his head down toward the upstanding breast with the nipple up hard
for him to suck and nibble on. It was my turn to give out a groan as his
mouth covered it and I felt his teeth gently chew as he sucked.

     From that point I let him take over to make love to me and didn't stop
his hand from stroking my body, it moving further down with every circular
sweep it made. As he moved about I felt his cock rub against my thigh and
knew that it was up and hard.

     I gave out a little shiver as his fingers passed through my small bush
of pubic hairs and move over and around the lips of my sex before they
finally came in between them and touched my clit. It was a hard little knob
that he was able to get between his thumb and forefinger and roll it. I
squirmed for my fire inside was now an inferno and I wanted him inside, his
cock, not his fingers.

     `Now William, now. Fuck me please! I need it!' I gasped. His fingers
came out of me and he moved and rolled over on top of me and in between my
open legs and he trembled a little as I felt his cock start its journey up
inside me. `Argggh,' I crooned as his entry started to soothe the itch
almost immediately as his weight came down on me as our lower bodies met
and I could feel him throbbing inside me. He paused for a moment and I
could tell his heart beat from the pulse that I was getting from his penis
and abstractedly noticed that it was beating faster than mine.

     `Oh Magenta. You don't know how I've dreamed of this moment from the
first time I saw you on the steps of the Hall.'

     Where had I heard those words before I thought and then remembered
that George had said the same words when he had me for the first time.

     `Don't talk,' I said between gritted teeth. `Just be the man that
Trevor isn't and blow my brains out with your cannon.'

     He gave me a quick peck on the lips and then lifted himself up and
began to fuck me and lasted at least three times longer than most men that
had been in the same position. He was good and keeping on pounding at me,
calming my insides in one way and yet exciting them in another.

     `I'm coming, I'm coming,' he finally said, breaking the silence. That
is silence in terms of speech for you could hear quite clearly a slurping
noise as he moved in and out and the occasional slap of our sweat covered
stomachs as they met.

     `So am I,' I cried and heaved myself to meet him as we came together,
straining hard as we shuddered in our mutual release and both seemed to
collapse when we were fully spent.

     `God, it's been a long time since I've had such a wonderful
experience. Thank you Magenta,' he said as he kissed me before taking his
weight up off of me and rolling over onto his back. I stroked his sweaty
chest.

     `For a young man of fifty five, that was bloody good,' I said and
meant it.

     `That boy doesn't know what he's missing,' he replied stroking my
sweaty breast, the nipple now soft and pliable. I stroked his limp penis
for a few minutes before speaking again. `I'd better get back to my bed in
case he pops his head round the door.'

     `Well it won't be the head of his cock that's for sure,' he said with
a bitter laugh. We had another kiss and I got out of his bed and put my
robe on. `Don't forget Magenta. The door will not ever be locked.' I blew
him a kiss with a smile and went back to my own room and got straight into
bed and ran my hands down over my still sweaty body and relived that past
hour as much as I could before I fell asleep.

     I was woken by the maid bringing my morning tea which I must have
changed to coffee which I preferred. I sat up and drank it and mused that
Lark Hall wasn't such a bad place after all as Rollo could have Trevor and
I could have Sir William. I got up and had my shower and other things,
dressed and went down for breakfast. I went into the hall and found it
empty, no places laid at the table and I stood there nonplussed for a
moment before moving off to the kitchen. That was at the end of the hall
and I went in and asked where did I go for breakfast. A maid came out and
took me through another door and across the passage to the Yellow Room as
she called it. That's where the family normally dined when they didn't have
guests I was told as she opened the door for me and I went in. I could
understand why it was called that for there were quite a variety of
different hues of that colour and it made it nice and bright. It had big
French windows which opened out onto a terrace and I learned later that
they often dined outside when the weather permitted.

     Trevor and Rollo were already seated and eating and Sir William was at
the sideboard that held several hot plates with big stainless steel hinged
covers over the food to keep it hot.

     `Good morning everyone,' I said quite gaily. They all replied likewise
and Sir William asked me what I would like for breakfast and showed me all
that the dishes contained and filled my plate for me and carried over to
the table with his own.

     `Sit here next to me,' he said and so I sat down.

     `Thank you Sir William,' I said.

     `Now now,' he said, waving a fork at me. `You Magenta can drop the sir
bit and just call me William, after all, we are intimately acquainted,' I
saw the mischievous look in his eye, `as you are now one of the family.'

     `Can we...' Trevor began but the Earl interrupted him.

     `No. You will still call me Sir or father. For Roland the sir will
suffice.' He hid his grin at me by taking a mouthful of food and I had to
smile and I liked him even better. `Did you sleep well Magenta?' he asked
me.

     `Well I had a certain stiffness early in the night but the good bed
helped ease the ache I felt,' I said and he nearly choked on his scrambled
egg. I was glad that neither Trevor or Rollo had picked up on his use of
the word intimately or the risqué joke I had just cracked.

     `Well I think we should go out for a ride in the dog cart. I'll show
you round the estate. That will loosen up your joints, for when I start to
get stiff, I find a good ride helps relieve the pressure,' he said with a
straight face and it was my turn to nearly choke on my food.

     I hadn't known he was serious about going out for a ride and
mid-morning he told me to put on a warm coat and then led me out to where a
small cart was waiting with the horse pawing the ground anxious to go out
for a trot. I was helped into the cart to sit sideways on to the horse as
he sat opposite me and cracked the reins to set the horse off and we moved
off out of the stable yard and down a track to soon cut across the fields.

     `All that you can see is Lark land and that includes the river that
runs through it from where we got the name. I'll show you later where I go
fishing in the summer,' he said, and he drove the cart round and eventually
turned up by a small thatched place only just a bit bigger than a shed
though this had a chimney.

     `Here we are,' he said, getting down and helping me out of the back of
the cart and as he tied up the horse, I looked at the slow moving river and
knew that this would be the ideal spot to do some fishing. `Let me show you
inside,' he said, taking my arm and leading me into what was a one roomed
abode that only contained a bed, fireplace and a drinks cabinet as well as
lots of fishing gear. `Sorry there's no chairs, only the bed. I sometimes
have an afternoon nap when I start fishing early,' he said as he put some
paper and wood in the grate and lit it. `Drink? I usually have one at this
time of the year when here, a port and brandy to help keep the cold out.' I
said yes to this and sat down on the bed and accepted the glass from
him. He knocked his straight back and fixed himself another one before he
sat down beside me. The fire was now really burning and giving off quite a
bit of heat.

     `Phew, it certainly warms up quick,' I said as I handed him my glass
to stand up and take my coat off. I was only wearing a blouse and skirt
underneath which was enough considering, and took my glass back for another
sip.

     `You don't think they caught the joke about stiffness, do you?' I
asked him.

     `I don't think so,' he laughed.

     `I don't suppose you're feeling a little stiffness yourself now are
you?' I asked using a shy voice as I lay back on the bed holding my glass
on my stomach. I was beginning to breathe heavily and it made my breasts
heave up and even I could see my nipples start to show themselves through
the material of my blouse.

     `Now that you mention it,' he said looking at my chest and took the
glass from my hand and set it and his down on the floor and lay down on his
side next to me. `Will you help me ease it?' he asked as he began to
unbutton my blouse.

     `Of course I will William,' I said as he opened up the blouse to
reveal my breasts with their upstanding nipples. He gave a groan and bent
his head and began to suck on one while his hand came over and began to
massage the other tit. While he was titillating me with his tongue and
teeth, I struggled and unclipped my skirt and tried to move my hips up to
pull it down. He stopped what he was doing and pulled it down for me and
dropped it on the floor as I now lay naked before him.

     `Beautiful,' he breathed as he looked at me properly in daylight.

  `Just beautiful,' and he slid off the bed and went onto his knees and
pulled my legs open to see what was in between them and he sighed. `It's
been a long time since I've done this so please forgive me in my lack of
expertise.' He then put his head down and began to lick me out. He was
right in his lack of experience but it was still enough to having his
tongue inside my vagina to lick and suck and excite me.

     `Enough William, enough,' I said. `Please, take me now.' He quickly
got up and took his clothes off to show me that he was indeed now stiff and
sticking up at an angle and was just as quick to get back between my legs
with his cock probing the entrance and after knocking twice at the door,
entered and brought his weight to bear on me as he moved forward and up
inside me.

     `Oh William,' I cried, `why didn't I marry you instead of Trevor,' as
he fucked me.

     `I wish I had,' he grunted as he moved in and out of me, churning up
my insides at the mistake that I had made.

     `After what will be a dismal honeymoon, come back here to live and be
with me instead of staying in London with that worthless son of mine,' he
said without losing his rhythm.

     `Yes, yes I will William. Oh! Oh, William, now, now, harder, I'm
coming!' I cried as I began to thrash about beneath him. He held me tight
and then started to come himself and it was a lovely coming together and
held him tight as we both climaxed at the same time.

     We fucked every day down in that little cabin as well as me being had
again at night in his bed. Being on top and bouncing up and down till we
came and even going down on him one evening before dinner to make him last
that bit longer in bed that night.

     It was New Year's Eve and we stayed up till midnight having drinks
until the clock chimed twelve and we all wished each other a very Happy New
Year with kisses and hugs all round for we held this little party in the
hall for the staff to see in the New Year too with us.

     William had many port and brandies like he did in the cabin and was
quite merry when we all said our goodnights to each other as we went to our
respective bedrooms. I waited for half an hour for the Hall to quieten down
before getting up from my bed and putting on my dressing gown and moving
through to his bedroom.

    He smiled when he saw me and finished off his drink and threw the
covers back to show that he was up and ready for me in spite of the amount
of alcohol he'd consumed. I dropped my robe and got onto the bed and
holding his erect prick in my hand, kissed the head first and wished it a
Happy New Year before taking it into my mouth and giving him a good suck
and used my teeth to rake up his shaft and make him shudder at the pleasure
and thrill.

     I then moved up his body and into his arms to be held and kissed as he
rolled me over and with his knee, helped move my legs apart so that he
could get in. In he got and was quite vigorous in his fucking of me and
quickly brought me to the brink and begged him to come at the same time. He
gave a grunt and moved faster and I felt him strain as his hips pumped and
I felt his swollen cock spew out his seed into me.

     He gave out a strangled cry as he came and then fell heavily on
me. This I was used to and stroked his hair as he lay on me and I waited
for him to get his breath back, but he didn't move.

     `William,' I said as I ruffled his hair. `Ease up so that I can
breathe too.' He didn't move. `William!' I said sharply. `Please move a
bit.' He still didn't move and then I panicked for I couldn't hear his
heart beating against my chest.

     Oh my God my mind screamed, no, please, no! I heaved up and managed to
roll him over onto his back, his erection still hard, hurting a bit as it
twisted out of me. His face was a bit blue in colour and I felt that I was
crying for his face then went into a blur. I felt about his neck as I'd
seen in the movies and could only feel a slight flutter underneath my
finger tips. Christ, I exclaimed to myself, he's had a heart attack.

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