A Peasent Fuck

Clara had been a servant for Mr. Smith for nearly a year. As soon as she turned 16, her mother threw her out of the house in order to prevent Clara’s father from enjoying her teen daughter’s silky skin. As a result, Clara needed to find work to survive and luckily found employment as a maidservant. Mr. Smith expected his lovely servant to attend to all the regular chores-dishes, laundry, dusting-all the basic duties expected of a maid. He had never, in the near year of her service, openly attempted to gain more from his beautiful maid. However, the thought had many times crossed his mind.

Mr. Smith was an older bachelor and consequently, masturbated quite frequently, mostly to the thought of Clara pleasuring him. He loved the idea of lifting her voluminous skirts and sliding his hard dick between her moistened lips, pulling an orgasm from her young body. Mr. Smith was not the only man to lust after Clara, though. John, the stableboy who tended to the horses, also spent much of his time dreaming of dipping his dick into Clara’s pussy.

Today was no different. Mr. Smith was in his chamber, caressing his large cock, living the fantasy of fucking Clara in his head. Clara, meanwhile, was downstairs, doing the laundry for the day, while the water boiled for dinner’s soup. John was outside, performing his chores, and taking note that Mr. Smith’s mare was in heat.

Dropping his tools, John sat on a wooden bench, releasing his hardening dick from his breaches. The purple head glistened with pre cum, and he began to stroke the pulsing rod, imaging Clara naked and on her knees in front of him. In his imagination, Clara’s lips wrapped around his cockhead, sucking and licking his growing manhood. The mare sensed his growing need, panting and stomping in her stall.

John had never considered fucking the mare, but his need was growing and Clara’s actions were only a figment in his imagination. Standing up, he dragged the bench to the mare’s stall. Seeing her heat, he closed his eyes and pushed forward into her warmth, imaging his dick was burying itself into Clara’s pussy rather than the mare’s.