A Regency Romp Ch. 06

Author’s Note: More characters, more fun, right? Enjoy!

After their very satisfying interlude in the Home Wood clearing, Peter suggested touring the Dower House since it was just a quick walk from the site of their debauchery. It was actually in much better condition than the old caretakers had led Peter to believe. They even found several pieces of beautiful, well-preserved mahogany furniture under holland covers in the attic.

As Juliet was holding her skirts up and picking her way through the dust and debris, she said, “But Robert, I don’t think Peter or I want you to feel tied down only to us. I saw that look you gave Alice the day you arrived, after all.”

Robert laughed at Juliet’s concern. “What, that little blonde maid? We flirted for a bit, of course, but then she said she had to go help Swinton with some errand or other.”

“She and Swinton are betrothed,” Juliet said just as Peter drawled with a chuckle, “I’ll wager I know what kind of errand that was.”

Robert raised his eyebrows. “Is that the way the wind lies, then? I’ll take care; I wouldn’t want to get on Swinton’s bad side. The man’s as solid as a tree trunk.”

Peter slung his arm around Robert’s shoulders. “No, no, sir! You don’t know what kind of man our Tom is. He wouldn’t give a tinker’s damn what you did with Alice, as long as he got to watch.”

“Is that so?” said Robert with a sly smile. “And you wouldn’t mind, Jules?”

Juliet blushed as a demure, well-bred damsel should. Her words, however, did not match her outward, docile appearance. “I find I am of the same mind as Swinton, my dear Robert,” she said with a mischievous twinkle in her hazel eyes.

It was no surprise that an army of villagers descended on the Dower House the next day, Peter being the efficient, ever resourceful steward that he was. Some of them had already been on the grounds, working on the small repairs that Blackburn Cottage needed in the more neglected wing of the house. Kit had insisted they shift their attention to the Dower House, despite Juliet and Robert’s protests. He also insisted that he front the bill for it.

“Consider it a wedding present,” he said in his typical, carefree, merry way. They were at dinner the next evening, the entire company somewhat tired from the day’s exertions. Several of them had traveled the path to and from the Dower House more than once.

“But Kit,” Juliet tried again. “My dowry is more than sufficient to cover the repairs. It’s not as if we’ll be purse-pinched.”

“I’ve plenty of blunt myself,” he said easily. “And who’s to say you three will stay there for long? It’s an excellent investment for us to have that property in good, working condition.”

Juliet blushed at the casual mention of the fact that she would be sharing the house ostensibly with Peter and Robert.

“I am in total agreement with Kit,” said Violet, smiling benevolently from her seat at the opposite end of the table. “In fact, I must say that I, at least, am motivated by selfishness in wanting to help bring the Dower House in order. It would mean a great deal to me to have you so close, Jules. And to see you finally happy!”

Robert cleared his throat and looked slightly sheepish at her reference to Juliet’s earlier infelicity.

“Oh, sir,” Violet laughed. “You are more than forgiven for your absence now that you have made my sister so happy. And you, too, Peter.” She smiled warmly, turning to the man in question. It was clear she had drunk several glasses of wine now and as Kit watched her giggle adorably across the table, her tits jiggling enticingly in her low-cut bodice, he felt himself harden. She always had this effect on him, and when she was at this half-sprung stage, he found her inhibitions lowered even more. Kit found himself wondering how quickly they could retire to bed.

It was soon apparent that all present were eager for their beds, although Kit had his doubts that any of them were going to sleep any time soon. He led his clinging wife to her bedchamber and as soon as he shut the door behind them, she threw herself at him with welcoming eagerness.

“Oh Kit, I want you so much,” she panted between kisses as they struggled out of their clothing, laughing and cursing in equal measures. “I’ve been wet all evening thinking of your big, hard cock.”

Kit groaned. Violet had taken to saying the most scandalous things, as if she knew how much they inflamed his lust. He ripped her chemise off and lifted her against the closed door. Her legs automatically wrapped around his waist and he thrust his swollen member against her sex, which was indeed, dripping wet. He ground against her as they kissed deeply, tongues tangling.

Violet held onto his shoulders and moaned, shifting her hips against him, seeking more friction, wanting him to impale her on his thick rod. “Kit, please!” she gasped as he lowered his head and sucked a taut nipple into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue. After giving both nipples attention for several minutes until Violet was writhing and begging even more, he swung them away from the door and walked to the bell-pull. Holding her with one hand, he rang it.

“But Kit–!” Violet said as he then carried her to the chaise lounge. “We’re not decent!”

“That’s the idea, darling,” he said and gave her a kiss on her mouth, half open in surprise and outrage. “Don’t worry, I spoke to Tom and Alice about this earlier.”

At his words, the adjoining door opened and Alice stepped inside from the shared dressing rooms. She was completely naked and her yellow curls bounced around her face. She curtsied with a cheeky smile and came towards them.

“Ah, perfect, Alice. Is Tom coming, too?” Kit put Violet back on her feet and sat down on the low sofa. She felt a little bemused but willingly complied when Kit pulled her onto his lap, her back to his front.

“Yes sir,” Alice said. “‘e’s just giving some directions to the footmen and will be right up.”

Violet shivered in anticipation at hearing that Tom would also be joining them. She straddled Kit’s legs, on her knees with her feet tucked beside his hips, and reached down for his cock. He stopped her by saying, “Wait, darling. Alice needs to get it nice and wet first.”

He beckoned the maid over, who immediately went to her knees in front of them. She bent and grabbed Kit’s rigid shaft, which was right below Violet’s dripping core, and licked it. Kit reached around and began kneading his wife’s tits, pinching the nipples between his fingers. She shivered, watching Alice use her tongue to polish Kit’s cock until it was shiny with her saliva.

Alice held the thick rod out and said with another cheeky grin, “All ready for you, ma’am!” She pointed it straight at Violet’s slick entrance and watched avidly as Violet eagerly sank down, slowly taking in the huge member.

“Mm, God yes!” Violet moaned. She leaned back onto Kit’s chest and rocked a couple of times, loving the stretched out feeling she always got when he first entered her and her tight muscles adjusted to his size. Her eyes were closed, so she didn’t see Alice lean forward, her little pink tongue out, but she did feel it when it made contact with her erect bundle of nerves.

“Oh!” she cried out, her eyes flying open to see Alice lapping all around her clit and pussy lips, which were hugging Kit’s huge cock. “Oh yes, Alice, that feels wonderful!” She continued to rock slowly as she enjoyed the view of Alice’s questing tongue giving both her and Kit an erotic bath. Behind her, Kit moaned, his chest rumbling, as Alice took each of his balls in her mouth, sucking tenderly on them. He clamped his hands down on Violet’s hips and began helping her shift her hips more urgently.

“Fuck, it feels too good,” he said in a strained voice. “Hurry up and make your mistress cum before I do, Alice!”

“Yes sir!” Alice replied before applying herself diligently to the task. She alternated between sucking and flicking Violet’s clit, humming in delight.

Violet was squirming on Kit’s lap now, breathing hard. Her vision of Alice’s sweet face between their thighs blurred as she neared her finish. She brought her fingers to her neglected nipples and twisted as an insistent roar of ecstasy built in her. “Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out, her eyes screwed shut. “Just there, Alice, oh my God, I’m going to cum!”

“I’m fucking coming too!” Kit roared as he pumped up into her spasming cunt.

She jerked violently as the wave of pleasure inundated her, twisting and trembling in Kit’s lap as Alice’s tireless tongue continued to work her into a frenzy, licking up all of the cum that began to leak out as Kit’s seed filled her. Her pussy clenched in pulsing waves around Kit’s twitching cock, and she let out a wail just as the adjoining door opened again and Tom walked in.

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Tom had always counted himself a lucky fellow. He had come out of the war relatively unscathed and had also found in his regiment’s Captain a friend and occasional lover. His position now as butler in a peer of the realm’s household was much more than he had ever thought he would achieve in his life, growing up as the son of a butcher in his small village on the coast.

But now, as Tom watched his soon-to-be wife cavort with his Captain and mistress, he wondered fleetingly if “lucky” was an adequate word to describe it. He had already stripped naked and the scene before him would have made him rock hard if he hadn’t already been in anticipation of the night’s events. The thought of having another chance to appreciate Violet’s delectable body had made it difficult for him to work with any of his customary efficiency ever since early that afternoon when Kit had suggested the erotic rendezvous.

Tom strolled over to the three writhing bodies on the sofa, his cock jutting out in front of him, thick and rigid. “Forgive my tardiness,” he said with an impudent grin. “Although it doesn’t seem as if I have been missed.”

Violet was still in the throes of her orgasm, gasping and shuddering on Kit’s cock, but Alice turned to him immediately.