The door to the bedroom opened with a gentle knock, waking Nicole from her deep sleep. Sitting up in the bed, she wiped the sleep from her eye as she watched her maid Alice enter the room. Wearing the full length black and white dress that the staff of the house wore every day as a uniform, Nicole noticed the way Alice’s pale skin contrasted with the black of the dress.
“Good morning Mistress,” Alice said as she carried a small silver tray over to the bed and set it up across Nicole’s lap.
“Good morning Alice,” Nicole replied as she patted the bed inviting Alice to take a seat. “Have you managed to plan anything today?”
“I don’t know what you are on about Mistress.”
Nicole stared at Alice for a moment, her eyes scolding the maid as she waited for a serious answer, but one was not forthcoming.
“Alice!” Nicole said, her voiced was raised slightly, but she was careful to make sure that it would not carry beyond the confines of the room.
“Mistress,” the maid replied as Alice tried to maintain an air of professionalism between them.
Reaching out for Alice’s hand, Nicole took it in her own. “We are friends, are we not?”
“Yes… Nicole” the breakdown in the professional barrier between them filled Nicole’s heart with joy.
“Thank you.”
“You know I worry that I will get it wrong outside of our private time.”
“I’m sure that you will be as perfect in your role, as you always need to be Alice, you are my best friend and confidant as well as being my maid.”
Despite Alice being two years older than Nicole, she was without doubt the social inferior of the younger woman. The two of them had been thrust together when Nicole’s father had decided that his youngest daughter needed a maid to look after her rather than a wet nurse. At the time Alice, had been working as a scullery maid, but Nicole’s father was a sucker for a pretty face and, if the rumours were to be believed, a warm pair of serving girl lips around his cock.
“So, did you arrange anything? After all, the rest of the house is going on that Godforsaken hunt this morning.”
“I think so, I have heard of a new boy working in the stables who is…” Alice paused at the sound of a knock at the door.
“Come in!” Nicole called as Alice stood up, and lifted her hands, holding them apart from each other while she mouthed the words “long and thick.”
Nicole smiled at the comment before lifting her eyes towards the door and stretching her smile even wider “Mother!”
The woman who had birthed Nicole, but in her view, had done very little else during her up bringing walked into the room. “Nicole, you need to be up, we have guests that you need to entertain.”
“Those friend’s of Papa who are going on the hunt with him?”
“Why yes, and it is not just his friend’s, many of them have brought their wives as well. If you are to make it in society, and if you are to find a husband, then you need to learn how to present yourself to our friends.”
“Yes Mama,” Nicole replied, though inside she was seething at the idea of having to mix with such people. “I’ll just get dressed,” she said as a way of dismissing her mother from the room. It was not that Nicole had a problem with her families’ wealth, or even the fact that they had servants who helped look after the house. What rankled Nicole was the way that the staff were often treated and the image projection that it involved.
Nicole was fully aware that her Papa was not her father. After all, her parents had not slept together since her eldest brother was born. Since then, Papa had spent his time dicking all the pretty local girls while her mother had been involved in a long-standing love affair with the last butler George. A man who had been an important part of Nicole’s life until he had been sacked for stealing the family silver. An offence which was only identified after his relationship with Nicole’s mother had broken down.
Getting out of bed, Nicole completed her ablutions, and dressed, with the help of Alice. Pulling on her favourite yellow dress, one that hid her cleavage with only a small lace covering that left little to the imagination, she admired herself in the mirror. “Maybe, one day, my father will bring someone to the house who I find tolerable,” she said with a sigh Then, giving Alice a kiss on the lips she bid her friend farewell and headed for the main rooms of the house where all of the entertaining took place.
Descending the stairs, she noted the look of lust in the eyes of so many of the guests. The single men in particular, did nothing to hide their desires, but even amongst the married men there were obvious signs that some of them were thinking of divorce and remarriage.
A particularly eager potential suitor approached Nicole with a smile on his face, taking her white, gloved hand he kissed it gently with his lips. “My darling, the way you came down the stairs, I understand what Romeo was thinking when he saw Juliet on the balcony.”
“Why, Mr Farthing, you do risk capturing my heart with such thoughts.” As Nicole spoke, she raised her free hand to her chest, and mimed the fluttering of her heart while portraying a sense of flirtatious embarrassment.
“I hope you will be joining us in the hunt?” the man continued, his voice sounding hopeful as he spoke, “it will be a great chance for us to… discuss the future.”
Nicole fluttered her eyelashes as she glanced around the room until she caught sight of her father. His face was full of expectation and the rather staid and boring Mr Farthing would be the one that she would agree to marrying.
“Unfortunately, I cannot today,” Nicole said as she strained to make her voice sound sad and disappointed. “My horse has thrown a shoe, and in the process has injured her foreleg, she cannot be ridden for at least a week.”
“Oh, my dear, I am sure I have a horse that you can borrow?” As he spoke, Mr Farthing looked around the room hopefully.
“Sadly, I must decline,” Nicole continued, her voice more insistent this time, “I was riding at the time she threw her shoe and I find…” she paused as if embarrassed. Looking round the room in an exaggerated fashion, Nicole portrayed the air of someone who was uncomfortable to talk in front of so many people. There was a whispering amongst the other guests and Nicole raised a hand to her forehead as if feeling faint.
“Oh, yes, umm,” Mr Farthing picked up on the suggestion that Nicole was somehow injured in a delicate way and smiling graciously he withdrew. However, Nicole had not finished her act and wobbling slightly, she fell to the floor.
“Such a fragile flower,” she heard someone say as she rolled on the floor.
“Alice!” her mother called as she lay there, eyes closed pretending to have passed out. Then, somewhere in the building there was a ringing of a bell, followed by another shout of “Alice!”
“Yes Mistress!” it was Alice’s voice that Nicole could hear, followed by the running of footsteps.
“Get Nicole back to bed!” her mother always seemed to revel in her role as lady of the house.
“Yes Mistress.”
Placing one of Nicole’s arms around her shoulder, Alice lifted her up with the help of another of the house staff. Then, carefully, Alice guided Nicole back up the stairs and out of sight of the other guests. As they walked, Nicole did what she could to help Alice, without making it obvious that she was faking it.
Once clear of the others, Alice whispered to Nicole, “we are alone now,” and the younger of the two women put her feet down properly and stood upright.
“Thank you,” she whispered in return as the two of them completed the walk back to the bedroom.
Entering the room, Alice helped Nicole change back into her bed clothes before helping her into bed. “Tell me more about this stable boy?” Nicole asked and Alice climbed onto the bed, ready to impart every detail that she had heard, but before she could say anything there was another knock at the door.
Lifting their eyebrows in unison, Alice and Nicole shared a private joke about the fact that it appeared that they would constantly be interrupted. The knock at the door came again, more urgently this time, and as Alice climbed off the bed and straightened out her uniform, Nicole slunk down into the bed, rolled on her side and closed her eyes.
Alice opened the door with a creak, just enough that she was able to look outside. “Let me in,” Nicole’s mother demanded from the other side.
“She is asleep Mistress,” Alice whispered, trying to keep up the pretence that the daughter was unwell.
“Well, I want to see her,” the mother said, pushing at the door with a hand. Alice did not resist the action and she allowed the mother to enter the room.
Once inside, the mother stared at the sleeping Nicole, “what did I do wrong?” she said under her breath.
“Sorry Mistress?” Alice pretended as if she had not heard, something that was essential in the circumstances.
“Nothing Alice,” the mother replied before taking a step towards the bed. For a moment, Alice thought that she could detect the mother dropping her hard edge, and she wondered if there was a sense of love for the youngest daughter there somewhere.
Instead, the mother snapped back into focus, “make sure she is fed and watered, don’t let her wander too far when she wakes up.”
“Yes Mistress,” Alice replied as the mother turned on her heels and left. Leaving Alice to close the door gently behind her.
Alone again, Nicole sat up in the bed and the two friends smiled at each other before bursting into a stifled giggle.
An hour passed, while the two girls sat in the room waiting for the others to leave. Outside the sound of a hunting horn, signalled the start of the hunt and Alice crossed over to the window to watch. Nicole climbed from the bed and crossed to the window as well, standing behind her friend in the shadows of the room so that there was no risk of being seen.
The man that Nicole had been raised to call father turned on his horse, raising a hand to the assembled group. Then, as if in war, he faced the direction of travel and waved his hand forward before kicking his horse into a gallop. The hunting horn, blown by the man who headed up the stables of the house, sounded again and the two girls watched them all who were taking part, men and women, follow.
“Now, let’s go find this stable boy,” Nicole said with a laugh as she tickled her maid on the sides.
It did not take Nicole long to get dressed again and as they snuck down through the serving corridors of the house and out through a rear door, the two of them laughed again. The exhilaration of the moment filled the two of them with joy, and as Alice took Nicole by the hand, to lead her around the back of the stable yard, Nicole noticed how rosy Alice’s skin seemed compared to her own.
Slipping in through a small service door into the large stables, the two women found them almost abandoned. In one corner Nicole’s horse remained in its box, it was not a lie that the horse had thrown a shoe and was lame. Nor was it a lie that Nicole had been riding it at the time, but she had made up the whole injury to herself thing. It had helped, that the family doctor had supported her claims. Something that was not difficult to arrange when he had been prompted by Alice who gave him a blow job whenever he managed to bring his massive, overweight frame to the house.
There was only one other horse left in the stables, a pregnant mare that her father had hoped would carry the next winner Derby winner, but Nicole was not convinced. She was certain that the man who had brought the stallion that had been used to stud the mare had lied about its heritage. He was a regular trader in horses, who visited the family half a dozen times a year, but in truth he only came so frequently because Nicole’s mother would show him her pussy.
A noise came from inside the box where the mare was being kept, a human noise. Not knowing who was there, feared that they were about to be discovered. Backing up against the wall, she fought to keep her breathing shallow as she waited for Alice to investigate.
“Oh, hello,” it was Alice’s voice. “Are you here alone?”
“Yes,” the person who replied was clearly male, but there was a nervousness to it.
“Good, are you the new boy?”
“Yes, I was told to stay behind and look after these two.”
“Mmm,” Alice replied, and Nicole started to wonder when she was going to be allowed to see the man who was obviously attracting the attention of her friend.
“Can I help you with anything?” the stable boy still sounded nervous, and Nicole wondered if Alice was moving closer to him.
“I’ve heard some stories.”
“Umm, look, I don’t think.”
Nicole decided that she needed to see what was happening, moving carefully, she slipped along the front of a row of empty horse boxes until she reached the right one. Peering around the side, she found herself looking at the back of the stable boy as he slowly backed away from Alice in the direction of the stable door. “Honestly, you won’t get into any trouble,” Alice was saying as the man she had cornered continued to back away from her.
“I’m not convinced,” he said the edge of nerves still in his voice, “the boss told me when I got here, look straight ahead and don’t get involved with anyone in this house.”
“And why did he say that?”
“He talked about the mistress of the house, and the butler, and well I stopped listening after that. If I lose this job my parents and my brothers and sisters will starve.”
Reaching the entrance to the box, the stable boy realised that he had backed into it, and turning in order to open it, he found himself face to face with Nicole. “What the?” he asked as his nerves finally gave in.
“Shh,” Nicole said carefully, “I am not the mistress of the house, but I am the one who can give you this.” She held up a small purse that she always carried hidden within her dresses and pulled from it a silver coin. The man looked at it, eyes popping out of his head as Nicole noticed just how young he looked. He must have just turned eighteen, Nicole reasoned, which would make him a whole year younger than herself. His skin had a brown tinge to it, not one that she had seen in the handful of Africans she had met, but one that said that the man worked outside in the sun regularly.
“What I got to do for it?” he asked, his eyes glued onto the shining metal.
“Enjoy what is about to happen, and don’t tell anybody?” Nicole said with a hint of menace in her voice.
“What’s about to happen?” he asked as his head turned back and fore between the two women. Realising her opportunity, Alice closed on him and pinning him against the wooden frame of the horse box, she kissed him. The man eagerly returned the sign of affection, wrapping his arms around the maid and kissing her passionately in response.
“Shall we go somewhere more comfortable?” Nicole asked, interrupting the sexual tension between the other two.
“That might be an idea,” Alice replied and taking the man by the hand she led him out of the horse box as Nicole opened the gate for her. As he walked behind Alice, Nicole noticed just how tight his trousers were and how large the bulge between his legs appeared to be.
Carefully, the three of them made their way from the stable block, into the woods that filled the hill behind the house. “At this time of year, there should be nobody up here,” Nicole said as she found her way towards a clearing with a summer house in the middle of it. She opened the door and the three of them entered the small wooden hut. Inside was a wide wooden bench which was covered in thick blankets. “My father thinks that nobody else knows about this place,” Nicole said as she looked at the other two.
“Is this where he brings all the girls then?” it was the stable boy who spoke, as he looked around the room in awe.
“See, not quite as innocent as you like to pretend,” Nicole replied as Alice took a seat on the bench and pulled the man towards her.
Carefully, she unlaced the front of his trousers with her hands, while he leant forward and kissed her on the lips. It distracted Alice and she stopped unlacing the trousers for a moment. Feeling left out, Nicole decided to help and climbing up on the bench behind Alice she placed her hands around the man’s face and pulled him upright. He looked at her, shocked to be so close to one of his supposed betters and as she leaned in towards him, he hesitated for a moment.
“It’s OK,” Nicole reassured him, “just enjoy it,” and this time the man relented, and he allowed Nicole to kiss him on the lips.
Below, the sounds of Alice breathing became deeper as she finally finished unlacing the trousers, bringing herself even closer to her goal. “Christ!” she said, and Nicole broke off her kiss to look down at her friend. In her hands, Alice held the biggest cock that Nicole had ever seen. It seemed to have a weight and a heft to it that Nicole had never seen before and Alice looked up at her, “you are expecting me to take that?”
“Do you think it will be a problem?”
Alice looked back at the cock, she weighed it carefully in her hand, before running her fist up and down its length. “I honestly don’t know,” the maid said as she continued to measure the size of the cock.
“Have you had problems with other women?” Nicole asked as she looked back up at the owner of the massive tool.
“Mmm,” he replied, as he looked down at Alice placing the tip of the cock between her lips. “I’ve only had two women who have not run away on seeing it, and one of them complained constantly when I tried to take her.”
“Well, Alice is not known for giving in, or complaining when she has a chance at rutting with a firm, young man.”
“Yeah,” the man replied as he grew a little bit in confidence as Alice took him deeper into her mouth.
Putting a hand around the back of Nicole’s head again, he pulled her in for another kiss, while with his free hand he took hold of Alice’s head and started to guide her mouth along the length of his cock.
Suddenly, Nicole felt an urge to touch the massive cock and, pulling away from the man’s embrace she bent herself over until her head drew level with that of Alice’s. Up close, the cock seemed to be even bigger than it had been when she had first seen Alice draw it out of the trousers. Watching, she noticed that her friend had managed to get a good half of it into her mouth, an achievement on its own, as not only was it long, but it was thick as well.
“May I?” Nicole asked.
Alice slipped the cock from her throat, as Nicole admired just how wide her friend appeared to have opened her mouth. “Sure, it’s gorgeous and it tastes great,” she said as she turned it as much as the erection would allow towards the other woman.
The younger of the two women put out her tongue and carefully licked the end of the cock. Then, feeling a deeper urge to taste it further, she moved closer, kissing the end before taking the tip between her lips. “I so need it in me,” Alice said as Nicole worked the cock further into her throat.
“Mmm,” Nicole murmured as she pushed her limits, trying to take the length deeper than Alice had managed.
Unable to suck on the cock further, Alice slipped out from beneath the man until she was able to stand upright. Unlacing the front of her dress, she carefully pulled her boobs out into the cool air of the room, presenting them to her lover while she leaned in for a kiss. A rough hand gripped one of the breasts, taking the nipple between finger and thumb he tweaked it gently, in the process sending a surge of pleasure through the maid.
The man broke off the kiss for a moment, “I’ve never had someone take me so deep,” the man said as he looked down at Nicole. She had managed to take his length to the back of her throat, to the point that her nose nestled in the tutft of pubic hair at the top of his shaft. “Fuck,” he said as he groaned with pleasure, and clamped both of his hands on the back of Nicole’s head. “She’s going to make me cum.”
“No!” Alice interrupted, reaching for his hands, pulling them away and pulling Nicole off of the cock, leaving it hanging in the air, wet and twitching. “No, no, no,” that cock is supposed to go into me.
“Really?” the man said as he felt a touch of disappointment as his orgasm subsided.
“Yes, that’s the deal, Nicole gets to play, but she can’t fuck as she has to be a virgin, and in return, I get to fuck and get filled with cum.”
There was a moment in which he looked between the two of them, unsure what to say or do. On the one hand he had Alice’s breasts to play with, while on the other Nicole, the first woman to ever take him close to balls deep remained on all fours gasping for breath.
“Well, what happens then?” he asked, as he felt an element of frustration grow within him.
“She’s right,” Nicole said, “I should not have got quite so carried away, not when that was not the plan.”
“Plan?”
“Yes, with new men, she normally just watches, and I am the one who gets the dick. Once we know you can be trusted, then Nicole might give you the odd suck until you fill her throat. It’s how we protect her from being exposed as a slut.”
“With new men? How many guys do you two have?”
“I’ve had a good fourteen fuck me, but we only have a couple of regulars for her.”
The man considered the situation, “any chance I can be a regular, because I so want to fill that throat?”
“We’ll see,” Alice replied, “but first you fill me.” Sitting down on the bench, Alice hitched her skirts up and opened her legs. The stable boy found himself staring at her smooth pussy, as it glistened with Alice’s juices in anticipation of being entered.
Nicole, still trying to come to terms with getting so carried out, moved out of the way and smiled as she watched the man lining himself up with Alice’s hole. Holding his cock up, he pushed the tip into the maid who smiled at the sensation of being penetrated.
“I can do this,” she said to Nicole, “if you can take him so deep with your mouth, I can take him that deep down there.”
Pushing his cock ever deeper, Alice gasped at the pleasure that it brought in her as her lips were stretched ever wider. “We need to make sure that we get more of these larger cocks.”
“Of course,” Nicole replied as she watched her friend be penetrated with wide eyed amazement.
Reaching for her legs, Alice pulled at them, pulling her thighs ever further apart in the hope of creating the space to take all of the cock. Her new lover was not shy in response and pushed himself deeper as Alice felt his length open her up in ways that she had never experienced before.
Eventually, Alice managed it, she took every inch of the cock and she looked at Nicole with a smile, “I feel so filled,” she gasped as the stable boy pulled himself back out before carefully thrusting into her a second time.
“That’s nice,” Nicole grinned as she climbed down from the bench and walked up behind the man. “Why don’t you fuck her properly? Use her for your pleasure until you flood that cunt with cum?” she whispered into his ear, just loud enough for Alice to hear.
“You sure,” he replied in between the gentle thrusts he was making.
“Of course, look at her, she is just a cock hungry whore.” The pace quickened, as he pawed at Alice’s breasts and twisted her nipples until the maid groaned with pleasure.
Reaching either side of him, Nicole took hold of Alice’s hips and pulled herself in close. It left the man with no choice but to be constantly deep in the maid’s wet and hungry pussy as he pounded her as hard as he could.
Alice screamed, as the cock opened her up, reaching parts of her that no dick had ever managed before. “Fuck me,” she begged, “take me,” her face tensed as the cock thrust in and out of her with increasing speed and intensity until, for a moment Alice though that she was going to cum on his cock. It was too much for him though, and with a final deep thrust, he grunted, his cum built up from days without orgasm, exploding deep into the maid as her pussy lips milked him.
He collapsed forward, his resting on Alice’s breasts as the last of his spunk drained from his body, leaving him feel like he had expelled every drop his body could muster. Nicole removed the pressure of her own body, and he slowly slipped out of Alice as he stumbled backwards now that his body weight was not supported.
Taking his place, Nicole put her head between Alice’s legs and with her tongue slowly lapped up and down her friend’s lips. As she did so, she swallowed down the cum that had filled Alice, while flicking the tip of tongue over her clitoris. It did not take much effort, as Alice had been so close to orgasm and within seconds her body was overtaken with the pleasure of Nicole’s caresses.
Alice came, her orgasm rocking her body hard as Nicole clamped her mouth over her friend’s sex. She lapped up even the most deeply inserted of cum as waves of the maid’s climax took over her body and her pussy ejected the stable boy’s creamy deposit.
By the time Alice recovered enough to sit up and understand what was happening around her again, she found that her and Nicole were alone. “That was incredible,” she said as Nicole kissed her on the lips.
“I know,” her friend replied, “let’s just hope that when my father does finally find me a husband, we can continue having such fun.”
“That would be amazing,” Alice replied as the two of them helped each other to straighten out their clothes and hair. “Let’s just hope that we get back before the hunt does.”
Nicole shook her head, “that is nothing to worry about, I’m unwell remember, taking a walk in the woods will have ‘helped’ my constitution.
“True,” Alice replied as they left the summer house together, the outward pretence of mistress and servant already noticeable.
The Sins of August 