Party Time/Party Time.iso/pt/story/jtl.txt

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                             JACK THE LAD

                               PREFACE


I helped the mistress into the saddle.Her perfume,light and gentle
,carried on the morning breeze.

"Where's my crop boy ?" She screeched. As she did so a light flush
ran down her soft white throat.Her long blond hair swirling.

"I'll fetch it now madam" I stammered, turning on my heels and dashing
for the stable. It took me a couple of minutes to find it and she was furious.
Her breasts strained against the white cotton blouse she wore under the
riding jacket.

"About time too ... and don't let me catch you dawdling again!"
With that she gave the mare a good thump in the ribs and galloped
down the gravelled drive-way.

I walked dejectedly toward the stable entrance. I heard Mary humming
in the kitchen and waved at her through the big open window.
What I'd do for a tumble in the hay with her...
she was well built to say the least, large bouncy breasts that a man
could lose himself in. Her eyes were hazel to compliment her flowing auburn
hair. Her hips flared provocatively despite being covered by her cook's
uniform The sun was coming out and I went off to get on with the day's work.

At about eleven o'clock Mary came into the stable where I was rubbing down
the big black gelding. She brought a cup of tea and a slice of her famous
fruit cake.

"I tell you Mary, I'm fed up with that that there haughty missus...
I've had her right up to here," I gesticulated.

Mary just smiled one of her warm smiles and handed me the steaming cup.

"Now don't you get in a tizz there Jack. You get used to her after a while.
She's hasn't got much to do, what with the master away and young Kate at
boarding school. It should all change when she gets here.
They usually go riding early, so you'd better be on your toes tomorrow."

"Yes Mary, I expect you're right. What's the daughter like then ?
I hope she's not a pain like her mother."

"Oh, you'll see Jack," she said with a glint in her eye, "you'll see."

With that she took the cup and the plate and set off for the kitchen again.
Now I said she was well made, and I wasn't joking. I watched her cheeks
dancing as she walked; her hips swaying slighly more than usual. She slowed
and glanced backwards, smiling back at me so that I felt as if there was
something I should know. Oh, sod it..... back to work.

That night I went to bed early, thinking of Mary. Her hefty bosoms
constrained by her white apron. The curve of her hips, the way her auburn hair
fell in front of her face when she bent over the sink. I felt a distinct
stirring between my legs as I pictured hers clinging to my back. I felt my
long cock slide into her voluminous pussy. Christ she could probably fit one
of the stallions in there it was so cavernous... stop it ... you've got to be
up early. I turned the light out and fluffed up the pillows. My last thoughts
before I went to sleep were of Mary screaming as I held my penis over her,
violently, uncontrollably spattering her stomach.

The next morning I got my first look at the daughter; miss Kate as I was
to call her. Stuck up little thing she was as well.. just like her mother
in many respects. She was coming up to about eighteen I would say. She
strode into the stable as if she owned the place.

"Saddle up Saracen for me will you boy!" she ordered.

"Yes Miss, but don't you think you would be better of with the cob over there "

"Are you trying to tell me what I can and can't do?" She screamed,
"I said I wanted Saracen, and Saracen I shall have"

Now Miss Kate was a different kettle of fish all together.She was about
5 ' 6" I would say. She had shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes just
like her mother. She wore beautifully cut riding clothes; Jodhpurs that
showed off her shapely legs perfectly. Her tweed jacket covered her breasts,
so no joy there. She looked rather sullen, with pouty little lips and an
upturned nose. I expect she wanted me to go and do what she wanted,
but I could not help myself from looking at her.

"What do you think you're doing ? " She bawled  "Get on with it!"

I mumbled something about having to find the saddle and rushed off.
She watched my every move carefully. I  snatched a quick look now and again
and I could feel her eyes boring into me. I hurled the saddle on and checked
the girth strings. The horse was a huge brute, whinnying and kicking as I
brought him out.

"I think I've got a stone or something in my boot," she said, "help me get
it off will you" She sat down on one of the bails of hay and lifted her left
leg. Cautiously I took hold of it, she pushed her foot into my crotch,
looking up at me and smiling sweetly; she looked so much prettier when she
smiled. I noticed that she had undone her jacket and her blouse was open
slightly.

"Go on, pull !" she said coyly"

"O.K Miss, ..like that ? "

I gently slipped the boot off and tipped it upside down.

"There doesn't appear to be anything in it Miss." I said matter of factly.

"Oh, for God's sake Jack, that is your name isn't it, of course
there's nothing in it."

"I'm sorry Miss. I 'm not sure what you mean"

"Of course you do Jack."

She rubbed her foot up and down my leg. I must admit that by now a bulge
was starting to appear in the worn jodhpurs . It grew bigger as her rubbing
continued.

"Well, hello there Thumpa !" she giggled "How do you do!"

"Err, Miss Kate. Should you be doing that ?" I said rather stupidly under
the circumstances. What the hell did it matter I mean the girl was
obviously making the moves.

She leant forward and placed her hand on the front of the jodhpurs, running
her slender fingers up and down the outline of my aching cock.

"My, my, we are excited this morning. What would Mummy say if she found out
that thumpa wanted wanted to come out and play ?"

"Oh, C-cchrist miss - I mean I, I wasn't doing anything" I stammered,
pulling away from her quickly"

"Oh, for God's sake Jack , just shut up. "

She wrenched my trousers down and it popped out, tall and proud;
standing to attention like a true soldier. She looked at the swollen,
purple head, her eyes wide.

"Bloody hell Jack, that's a wopper. And to think I thought he was
just a thumpa!"

Leaning forward she gave the tip an exploratory nip with her teeth.
It jumped with excitement. She giggled again.

"Oh, Jack. It's magnificent. I don't know how I'm going to thank you for this"
She took the tip in her mouth and rolled her tongue over the swollen glans.
I looked down on her blonde hair and reached out tentatively for her head.
I wasn't quite sure what to do, I mean I'd read about this sort of thing
before, but never... shit what's she doing now ?

Kate had managed to get about half of it into her mouth. I could feel the
head slither down her throat. Her head bobbed up and down. I gripped it
and began thrusting into her mouth. She looked up at me and changed
postions, shuffling her knees slightly so her feet were backed up against
the wall to take the thrusting. I couldn't stop as I felt the pressure
building up in my loins.

I could see my long cock disappearing into her mouth, and her lipstick
that was smeared all over it. It glistened with the covering of saliva
she had given it. Suddenly with little warning I bucked my hips uncontrollably
and pulled out of her with a loud slurping sound.

 My cock became a wild thing, spraying a fountain of creamy white liquid
into the hay beside her. She grabbed it with both her hands and strummed.
It was agony and heaven all at once. As she continued to slide her hands
up and down its length I watched the come spurting out. Her hand movements
slowed as she milked the final dribbles, they were slippery with all the come
and she was barely able to encircle the rod she was hanging on to. I finally
stopped ejaculating and managed to get my breath. She continued to stroke it
slowly and gently as it began to dwindle slightly, then sticking her tongue
out licking off the remains, forcing the tip beneath my foreskin.

"Oh no, we can't have that now Jack, come on I don't want you going all
soft and useless on me. You'll just have to get that wopper of yours into
me now."

I wasn't saying a thing. I hadn't even got my breath back yet.
She pulled her other boot off, then the jodhpurs . Her legs were firm
from all the riding she had done, slightly tanned. Her thigh muscles
,exquisitely defined, ran up to meet her slim hips. She stood there in her
white, high cut cotton panties. I stared at the slight mound that stood out
between her thighs. She quickly pulled them down to reveal a bush as fine
and blond as the hairs on her head. She flopped back on a bail of hay and
spread her legs unceremoniously.

"Oh, do hurry up Jack, Mummy will be along soon"

"What ???"

"Oh, shut up and stick it in me Jack.. get on with it"

Well, I was getting horny again. The urgency of the situation was dawning
on me. Shit, what would happen if the mother came in now: me with my cock
hanging out and her with her smiling little fanny sparkling in the sunlight.
Well, there was only one thing for it in these circumstances: Learn on the job!

I knelt down between her legs, cock in hand. It was still pretty wet from
the sucking she had given me, and by the look of it she was wet enough
already. She had a maginificent pussy .The outer lips rose dramatically
from their nesting place. juices had already begun to seep out. The whole
of her fanny was open to view, barely hidden by the wispy blond hairs on
its edges.I got my tool closer, rubbing the head up and down her vulva's
slippery surface. I nudged it past the outer labia and watched them open up
to accommodate its girth.

"Ooooh, is it in yet ?" Kate asked, her eyes squeezed tightly shut.

I hadn't even got the head in properly yet...somehow I began to wonder if
she wasn't about as experienced as I was.

 I edged it slowly in, taking hold of her legs behind the knees and forcing
them further appart in an attempt to widen her a little.

Shit, she's tight.

I could feel the muscles gripping the first two inches or so. I suddenly
thrust it in, sensing a thin barrier push against the tip as I stuffed
virtually the whole length in, my cock bending slightly,  straining with
the constriction. Her face was a deep red colour; a vein throbbing on her
forehead.. I watched her eyes roll around as I withdrew a little. She let out
a sudden flow of breath and looked at me,

"God Jack... that hurt like hell!!"

I looked down at her splayed fanny and slid out further, a small trickle of
blood seeping between the shaft and the pink lips. She looked into my eyes
as I ran the length of it into her again. I smiled at her and began to pick
up the tempo. I was no expert, but from the look on her face she seemed to
be enjoying it.

She lifted her legs higher and laid them over my shoulder, I got into a
higher position over her now and jabbed the full length in. My balls slapped
against her thighs as I lunged deeper. She held on to my back and tried not
to make too much noise in case anyone heard us.

I couldn't help lying on her, as my legs were a little weak from the first
orgasm, so I decided to whip it out and try something else.

"Oh, God, no, don't stop now Jack, she moaned "don't stop"

"Listen , why don't you get on top of me and we'll try it that way seeing
as I don't want to crush you."

"Well hurry up then" she groaned, leaping up as I sat back on the other bail.
She straddled me, taking my penis in her right hand and guiding it back into
her sopping vagina. It penetrated slowly as she let more and more of her
weight come down on me. Her arms rested on my shoulders as she bottomed out.
I felt the opening to her womb briefly then she rose. Her vulva formed a
v-shape as the labia gripped the shaft.

She sat back down again, her firm buttocks resting on my thighs. I reached
round and squeezed them, thrusting upwards to meet her. I let a finger stray
round to greet her anus. It was small and tight.I rubbed slowly.
She was speeding up and beginning to breath heavily in my face.
I strained to kiss her on the next downstroke latching onto her lips and
nibbling them slightly, her hot breath swirling through them.
I brought my hands around to the front and delved between her legs to
encounter an engorged clitoris. I rubbed it and  felt a quiver run through
her vagina, almost imperceptible. Her tongue entered my mouth; she tasted
sweet from the honey she must have had on her toast that morning.

She bucking her hips now as I frigged her little red clitty, her tongue
slithered down my cheek leaving a trail of warmth in its wake. Her fanny
loosening a little as it was getting used to being impaled by her wopper.
I wanted to kiss her breasts, but there just wasn't time to get fully
undressed: another occasion perhaps.

I stood up, holding her by her jiggling buttocks and carried her over to
the wall. I laid her up against it as her legs snaked around to grip the
small of my back. I delved my fingers into her fanny and opened it up
beyond anything she had expected and began the inevitable.
I slammed into her, the freely flowing juices coating the angry monster
that throbbed inside her. I felt something begin to happen within her gooey
interior; a kind of pulsing that began deep down and began to move upwards
and outwards. Each time I thrust into her I felt a little nip; she must have
muscles inside her vagina that were grasping onto the end of my cock.
She appeared to be unable to control herself now, letting out involantary
moans..I just hoped that her mother was far away enough not to hear

"OOOhhh , that 's it Jack, go on, go on, faster... oh yesss."

I felt like I was going to explode, but I had to try and hold on, I was
trying desperately,  but then it started. I stopped momentarily, only to be
thwarted as Kate began to pull herself onto me and out again.
I felt her thigh and buttock muscles bunching as she strained to lift
herself up and down.

I started thrusting again. Orgasm was approaching and that was all there
was to it. I could feel Kate's stomach quiver as the agonising spurting
began; my mind seemed to go blank as my whole being centred on the
unleashing of what seemed like gallons of sperm.

We slumped against the wall, my legs failing. We fell on the floor sideways,
wracked with pulsating pleasure.Kate screamed and giggled as I groaned,
hips bucking wildly and cock shooting jism into her hot, wet cunt.
I looked down to see it coursing down her legs, overflowing in tiny rivulets.
I stared at it mingling with her fine hairs. I felt as if my balls were
being drained. She continued to roll her hips, pressing herself onto me,
grinding her pubic mound against mine.

She was coming wildly, grasping, gasping and snorting . I felt her dribbling
onto my legs, mingling with the thick creamy wad that filled her. She finally
went limp as my cock continued its insane dance within its spongy prison.
I continued thrusting into her, overcome by the need to prolong the orgasm.
She responded to my thrusts, encouraging me, her hands taking hold of my
balls and kneeding them.She lay there quietly while I agonised over the
final explosive squirts, rocking her whole body under the rays of sunshine
that seeped through the cracks in the wood.

It finally stopped, and I left wopper nestling in her fleshy tunnel while I
looked at her. Her cheeks were rosy and she was covered in a slight sheen of
perspiration. I leant in to kiss her softly, our saliva mingling;
a thread connecting our lips as we pulled away. Her breathing was stabilising
slowly.She pushed back the toussled hair on my forehead and stroked it
gently, building up a slow, soothing rhythm.I felt my penis contracting
inside her, enveloped in her wetness.Her legs wrapped around my hips,
slowly tightening as if she never wanted to let me free.

"Well then Jack," she said softly, giving a little squeeze with her taught
thighs," that's how I expect to start the mornings from now on..."