Rough Erotica
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“That was a very excellent feast, Dumas.” She told the large man as he cleared away the dishes. “We should take a look around the property and then I must rest.”
“Indeed, mil… Serena.” Dumas nodded. “I will have Jonah saddle the horses.”
Horses! That excited her. It had been quite a while since she had ridden a horse. And soon she found herself sitting side saddle on a tired old workhorse as Dumas rode beside her on a pony. The caretaker took her around the property that stretched for miles and miles. Empty barren grassland surrounded her on all sides and the hills were craggy and lifeless. She couldn’t help feeling depressed.
“How does the Estate run… with this much land lying barren?” She asked the caretaker.
“The Lady Bianca loans her lands to the neighboring farmers to graze their cattle.” Dumas told her. “The money from that is enough to make the winters bearable.”
“Is that all?” Serena wasn’t quite satisfied.
“Indeed, mil… miss.” The large man said. “The land is barren now, but after the rains, the grass is green and lush, and the gods bless us with much harvest.”
It seemed strange that farmers who had cattle didn’t have lands to graze them on, and the Morganton Estate had acres of land but no cattle. But what did she know about country life, a sophisticated city gal like her. She didn’t bother with that further and went on with the rest of Dumas’ tour. Serena noted a strange gleam in his eyes at times when he stared at her. Living mostly alone in these desolate surroundings can make one lonesome, she thought. Dumas’ sly glances at her now and then as they rode did make her feel good, however, for she too hadn’t found a man to give her his time in the bustling city. It felt good to have a man’s attention on her for a change.
Serena was about medium height and had a smooth pleasantly plump build; a slight paunch, soft supple breasts and a curvy behind. All of which comfortably discernable under the simple gown she wore. Naughty thoughts crept into her mind, but she pushed them away. She was very tired from her long trip in a rickety, slow moving carriage, and decided to remain silent on the way back to the villa.
The meal for luncheon was a simple one of boiled beef, carrots and potatoes and while she ate, Dumas informed her of the property value, the assets and other details entailing to it. There wasn’t too much. The land was worthless until the after the rains would come and the old Villa wouldn’t attract much attention. But she couldn’t help feeling that Dumas was not quite telling her everything.
She was very tired from the travel and felt it was best to not know any more. She would make plans about selling it off the next day. The afternoon was cool and she felt drowsy. Her aunt’s bedroom was now hers and the lavish bed looked very inviting. She couldn’t care less about sleeping in her aunt’s comfortable bed. The one on which the Lady Bianca Delilah Morganton had passed away just a month ago. Serena hadn’t put much stock in superstition or sanctified belief ever since she lost her mother. She just needed to rest and the soft pillows and cushions had her deep in sleep in no time.
It was quite dark when she woke up. Pale moonlight poured in through the curtained windows. She shivered and sat up. It had to be very late in the night. She realized that she had slept through dinner and everyone else had gone to bed, but no matter, she was used to going to bed without supper. She looked around the plush bedroom and shivered again, drawing the rugs closer to her. This was the room where her eccentric aunt slept in. And though Serena wasn’t a believer in things fantastic and other worldly, she couldn’t help feeling as if she was being watched. Shrugging, she laughed it off and lay back down.
She closed her eyes and welcomed the sweet embrace of slumber once more. Then in a sudden rush she found herself in a room bathed with crimson light. She looked around in fear. Shadows large and small danced all around, on the walls, on the floor and even on the ceiling. She felt the hair rise on her arms and legs. Serena was shocked to find herself naked. What in the world? How did she lose her clothes, and where the hell was she?
An icy fear gripped her as the shadows grew larger and seemed to get denser. She gasped aloud when the shadows formed into men. Large and muscular men, naked and aroused, their hard cocks pointing right at her. She pressed herself back against the bed as the men got closer.
“Ah, my virile darlings.” She heard herself say, in a voice she did not recognize. “Come to me, my darlings, come and fuck your mistress.”
Her heart hammered against her chest, the men were upon her and she did nothing to stop them. Instead she welcomed them with outstretched arms and legs spread wide. She could feel the heat rise within her and bubble out from her mouth and pussy. She wanted the men to fill her. She wanted their hard, throbbing cocks deep inside her pussy, and her mouth and even her puckered bunghole. And they obliged her. She felt their hardness enter her, and it was heaven. They stretched her wide and she craved for more.
“Oh, yes! Yes” Serena screamed and opened her eyes wide.
It was morning outside. Serena had woken up to the sound of falling rain. She was disoriented at first, gathering her wits about where she was. She realized with some surprise that somehow she had managed to lose her nightgown during the night and was completely naked. She gave it no further thought and just lay there thinking about what had happened. A dream. A bloody fucking dream. Her mind reeled. How real it had felt. She could actually feel those hard cocks deep inside her. But what did it all mean, and whose voice did she hear from her own mouth, telling those shadowy men to fuck her?
It was raining pretty steadily outside by the time she got out of bed and stood naked by the window. She needed to clear her head, and so she draped her house coat over her naked body and stepped out of the room, down the hallway and out into the open. The rain felt good in her face, refreshing her. She walked for a bit, letting the rain spatter over. The wet ground under her bare feet felt so good and the earthy scent of fresh wetness filled her senses. She couldn’t help feeling aroused by the environment, especially with the images from her dream still dancing inside her head. It was strangely warm and comforting outside, instead of the chill that was there the day before.
She looked all around the open field as the rain came down in a gentle drizzle. Someone else was out there, standing in the tall dry grass as the rains soaked the land. It was Dumas, outside in the refreshing shower, and she was taken aback to see the large man as naked as the day, getting his immense body wet. She had seen naked men before, but only in blurred black and white pictures, in books of medicine or science. To have a man, especially one as large as Dumas, naked before her was something she had never been prepared for. She hoped he hadn’t seen her and turned silently to slip back into the villa.
She froze mid-step when the burly caretaker looked her way and called out. “Milady, this is a blessing. The rains have come… upon your arrival. Come, you must rejoice… this is a sign, an omen. Let the first rains of the season cleanse you… and the Estate will be blessed once again.”
Serena couldn’t care less for omens, blessings and visions but she was intrigued by his invitation to join him. She turned back toward him, her wet housecoat wrapped tight around her nakedness. A sense of childlike delight coursed through her body and her heart thumped wildly with excitement. “Are we to do this… with no clothes on?” She cried out, blushing slightly.
“The gods deem it no other way, Milady.” Dumas bellowed over the sound of the smattering rain. “We were born this way; we will all leave this way. It is fitting we worship the gifts showered upon us this way.”
Amused by his philosophical, though misguided view, Serena threw caution to the wind… and rain, dropped her soaked housecoat and gingerly stepped naked toward the large man’s direction. Her arms instinctively placed over her lush breasts and curved mound, she laughed and let the rain splatter over her face and naked body. Walking up to the naked caretaker she smiled shyly and nodded. Dumas’ immense muscular body was gleaming wet and the misty rain formed a shimmering hal
o around him. He glanced back at her, his grin infectious, and she felt weak in the knees instantly. His naked body looked inviting and Serena gasped, feeling her clitoris stir to life immediately.
As the rain water splashed down on Serena, her nipples hardened and her pelvis began to quiver. Dumas was facing away from her as he made his fervent offerings to the rain gods and Serena could get a sideways look at his huge, fat layered body. His muscular shoulders and chest flexed under the water and his brown nipples amid the chest hairs were hard too. Serena licked her lips at the sight of them. His thick cock was semi-erect and the fore-skin covered just half of the thick, round head. By now her aching pussy was wet and dripping with its own juices that mingled with the refreshing water of the rain.
Dumas turned to face her, his eyes gleaming, a wide smile on his thick lips. “You bring great fortune to the estate, Milady” he said tenderly. “Come, you must celebrate your union with the land of your ancestors.”
Serena didn’t know what came over her, her body took control of her mind and her lust hazed eyes ran over his dense, wet body and down to his rapidly stiffening cock. His equally aroused eyes roamed all over her wet, quivering body and trailed down to her swaying pelvis. He nodded and thrust the full and throbbing length of his rock hard cock forward. It twitched wildly a few times inviting her with a promise of much pleasure and satisfaction.
“You have the body of a goddess, Milady.” Dumas’ lust drenched voice was hoarse, as his large hand reached for her.
“Oh, Dumas,” Serena moaned, “Is that thing of yours so hard for me? Ohhh... uhhm.”
Dumas’ rock hard cock kept twitching wildly in the rain as he said, “Come to me, Milady, and let us celebrate your bringing of the rains as the gods decree.”
“Oh yes... celebrate... let us.” Serena groaned thickly.
They moved toward each and kissed; hungry lips crushing, slippery tongues probing deep. Dumas’ thick cock nudged her yielding, soft pussy and rubbed against its welcoming lips. Serena felt ecstatic shivers all over her wet body as Dumas’ large hands grabbed her plump buttocks and squeezed them lovingly. Serena moaned reaching out with both hands, taking his fat, hard cock in her palms. She had never done this in her life, but it seemed she knew what to do as she caressed the rigid organ with urgent need. The burly caretaker grunted in pleasure and thrust his fat fingers into her dripping pussy, making a shockwave of ecstasy rush though her trembling body with long and loving strokes.
“Play with my thick cock, Milady.” Dumas groaned, “Rub it harder... uuhh.”
“Oh, Dumas...” Serena moaned lustily, “Oh... this is so darn heavenly.”
The fresh rain water rolling down their glistening bodies deepened their lust as they hugged and rubbed against each other. Dumas squeezed her yielding ass with his left hand and rubbed her stiff clit with his right, while his hungry lips made her rigid nipples bruise. Serena, dazed and lost to her rising passion, stroked his stout, hard cock up and down, pulling the slick foreskin back and over again and again. Dumas moaned and grunted, “Oh, Milady... I love your soft hands all over my…”
Serena moaned back, stroking Dumas’ hard cock faster. “Oh, Dumas! This thing of yours, oh, I want it so much… I want to taste it, I don’t know why, but I must... put it in my mouth.”
“Yes, Milady,” Dumas groaned and pushed her down onto her knees. “Your every wish is my command. Suck my cock; suck it to your heart’s content.”
Dumas’ rigid cock pulsating before her flushed face and her hungry mouth watering, Serena gazed longingly at the thick round head as it throbbed and twitched, red hot and juicy. Drips of gooey pre-cum oozed out of the swollen slit. Serena licked the oozing pre-cum off the bulging head and heard Dumas’ groan of pleasure.
“Suck me, Milady... suck my cock hard,” Dumas gasped, his voice quaking in ecstasy, “I can feel my balls working up an eruption... it's all for you... don't waste a drop, Meh... uhh... lay… dee.”
Hungrily Serena gobbled his fat, cum dripping cock, inch by inch all the way to the root and sucked it like a siphon. She could feel Dumas’ hard cock get fatter and harder and then his warm cum splashed out, inside her mouth and down her throat. Serena swallowed every drop of the delicious, man milk. She didn’t know why she was doing this and how she enjoyed the taste of this stranger’s orgasmic release, she just loved it. His groans and grunts were like an animal as the gooey jizz gushed out of his fat, throbbing cock. The thick cum kept on streaming into her willing mouth and Serena swallowed it all till the last drop.
“Milady, the gods are pleased…” Dumas gasped, “Drink all of it... aahh.”
Serena held Dumas’ still rigid cock with both hands and slobbered all over the head, cleaning every bit of cum off it. Then Dumas pulled her up and got down on his knees to stick his fat face between her quivering thighs. He grabbed her squishy ass and squeezed hard. Warm fluids oozed out of her dripping slit and Dumas licked it all up. Serena shivered with pleasure and felt an electrifying urge rising from her inside her.
Dumas opened his thick lips and took her whole pussy mound into his warm wet mouth. The feeling was so good; Serena shivered and could not control herself any more. Her hot cum splashed out immediately and Dumas lapped it all. Serena’s wet pussy kept squirting its sweet, warm cum into Dumas’ hungry mouth and he swallowed and swallowed till she felt her pussy going numb in his mouth. So enthralled she was in her lust she barely noticed the sound of approaching footfalls on the soggy grassland around them.
“Ah, the gods be pleased.” Dumas said and stood up. “We are all here to celebrate this annual miracle.”
“What?” Serena looked around her for the first time since she had given herself over to her bliss. The other two men she had met in the house, Henry the gardener and Jonah the stable hand, stood before them, their clothes soaked and clinging to their hard muscular bodies. Behind them, by a few steps, Mila the maid had a smile in her pretty face as she stood there, naked and wet.
“It is time, Milady.” Dumas said and lifted his arms upward into the rain. “It is time for us to worship.”
Within moments the other two men were naked and Serena found herself kneeling on the wet ground between three erect cocks aimed at her face. She felt like she was a greedy girl in a chocolate shop, thrilled and in want of all that was in sight.
Dumas stood in front with the other two men on each side of her. Serena opened her moist mouth and let him slide his cock back inside her mouth. The warmth and harness of his organ made her pussy throb again. With unknown instinct that surprised her, she reached out and grabbed the other two cocks hovering over her on either side and stroked them lovingly.
Jonah’s monster of a cock of immense girth barely allowed her fingers around it as Henry’s long, but slender tube felt comfortable in her grip. She stroked the two men and sucked on Dumas, enjoying their lusty moans and encouragement. To her surprise, the naked Mila slipped down between her knees and stuck her pretty face under her dripping pussy. She didn’t know women ever did that, but Mila seemed to know what she was doing as she felt the maid’s hot, slippery tongue go to work on her pussy and clitoris.
“Mmmhh.” She moaned with her mouth filled with the caretaker’s big fat cock.
“Come, milady.” Henry moaned pleadingly. “Suck us in turns, please… I want your sweet, wet mouth on my aching cock.”
“My pleasure, darling.” Serena released Dumas with a giggle and popped the gardener’s smooth cock head into her mouth and sucked on it hard.
“Oh, blessed fuck!” Henry groaned and caressed her hair. “M-milady, I could cum right now in this hot, smooth mouth of yours.”
“Mm-hmm.” She nodded her approval of that offer.
“Now me, Miss.” Jonah pleaded and thrust his horsecock sized erection at her.
She grinned at him and grabbed the thick base of his cock. “This thing would make a mare shy away with fright.”
“Oh, milady.” The young man grunted. “Please, suck me.”
“Oh, Jonah is more stallion than man.” Henry was grinning. “He’s stretched many a pussy to their stretchable limit.”
Serena gagged and drooled all over the monster cock, and finally pulled away from the huge object. “This thing is too big to suck off… but I crave to have it in my pussy, though I’ve never done it before.”
“This is a fine day for it, milady.” Dumas smiled as he knelt down behind her and inserted two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. “Our talented Mila has got your pussy as prepared for cock as it can ever be.”
“Oh, yes, Dumas.” Serena moaned as a strange sensation ran amok all over her. “Don’t make me wait any longer. Come on, all four of you… I want you to fuck me all together.”
Jonah had a wide grin on his youthful face as he dropped down on the ground with his thirteen inch long erection standing straight up. Dumas and Henry tenderly held Serena and lowered her over the throbbing monster. The big, pulsating rod gently eased its way into her slippery virgin pussy. She felt the thickness tear in and stretch her apart. Serena gasped out loud and her eyes watered, her tears mingling with the rain on her face. The pain and pleasure combined to send intense slivers of delicate pleasure all over her hot writhing body.