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To my lady so sweet.

2006-02-14T04:44:28Z

To a Lady so sweet.

There's nothing I love more then that look in your eyes,

As one of my hands slide up your thighs.

Theres nothing I need more then the taste of your lips,

As I caress your stockings, Searching for rips.

Theres nothing I require more then your well-placed moan,

As the railings squeak, and the bed springs groan.

There's nothing I hope then my Lady to be mine,

And we'll root for hours, This Valentines.

Eternally Yours:

Lord.

Only filler, I'm not s'possed to be online!

2005-11-04T07:33:48Z

I finally got out of the hospital.

"PHEW, I FELT LIKE I WAS IN THERE FOR A MONTH, INSTEAD OF JUST TWO DAYS!" I yelled as i stretched out in the sun.

The next few days were fine. Stable and I went to many vineyards, and it wasn't only the grapes that were "Bursting with juices" on our trip. And of course i came back to the villa to have passionate, drunk ugly bumping with Lady every everning.

And then something very interesting happened to Lady....

flouncy_files @ 2005-10-13T21:53:00

2005-10-13T12:33:29Z

Life was good, I was fulfilled. I had both the Flouncytrousers wrapped around my, well... Anyways, I had now experienced something that I had never thought possible, the high life, many people wondered at my appearances at formal functions, at how the Flouncytrousers took me everywhere, but none of us minded. But then it happened, the abduction of Lord!

Lady and I raced down the hallway after the guard, who immediately began stripping bits of his clothing off, to reveal a black combat vest and a black shirt over green camouflage pants. Lady, who was spry as ever, jumped into the air and landed a kick on the back of the ex-guards neck, which snapped like a twig under her 100 pounds of fury. Lord, who was either in shock or drugged fell limply from his grasp, flopping down onto the ground. Lady immediately rushed to his aid, just a the fist of a huge man came down and knocked her out. He grasped Lord and slung him over his shoulder. He then turned to me, clearly ready to snap me if I showed any signs of fighting, I didn't. I usually get scared at my own shadow, let alone this hulk of a man.

Laughing gruffly he turned his back on me and lumbered off, even as a crowd was forming around Lady. Seeing Lady lying there, hurt, sprung something in me I didn't know I had, not courage, but a cold fury that flowed through me, a cleansing pure passion. I went to the dead man that Lady had killed and picked up his gun, turning around I saw the hulk of a man that had taken the only two that had ever looked after me, I took aim and fired. Rather than aim for him, I had aimed for his ammo that was strapped to his back, bullets are a very highly explosive material, instead of my one bullet hitting him, hundreds of bits of exploded bullet shrapnel penetrated him. Stepping calmly from my place amidst the crowd of spectators, I went over to his corpse and picked Lord up and slung him across my shoulders, then went to check on Lady, who it seemed was almost fully recovered. Later while Lady and I were in the hotel, having escaped the calamity of scared tourists at the airport as quickly as possible we had gotten a phone call from the hospital informing us that Lord would be ok to be picked up tomorrow. Lady was ecstatic.

"I don't know how I could ever thank you Stable" She said.

"Oh I could think of a few ways" I said as I grasped her waist and pulled her closer to me. "Hail to the King, baby".

Deftly sliding my hands up her shirt and undoing her bra I lay her down on the bed, in what seemed like seconds both of us were naked and sweating, thrusting lustily against each other, when I was almost finished and Lady's moans were becoming more intense I push my throbbing erection near her face while she grabbed it and took it into her mouth, her lips and tongue working hard, just as I was about to release I performed the *Flaming Rudolph.....

*Note: Flaming Rudolph: When a chick sucks you off, you blow one on her grille, punch her in the nose, flip her around backwards, throw a pair of fake antlers on her head, light her hair on fire, and throw a rough one in her ass. (this is the holy grail of all sex acts. as far as research indicates, man has only gotten as far as to have the fake antlers in hand. however, that does not mean that it can't be accomplished.) Definition to be found at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sexual-slang .Thanks to Alex M and others in my biol class for finding it.

actually julian, yes it can!

2005-10-10T11:25:47Z

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now landing in Tuscany. Please return to your seats and put your tray table up and your seat back in the full upright position"

I grinned myself as I sipped the last of my champagne, linking arms with the men sitting either side of me. I wouldn't mind putting something of theirs in the full upright position, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN! Snort. Lord, bored with the procedure, opened a copy of the Financial Review and looked for a few small companies to exploit.

"I'm not good with flying," muttered Stable, grasping the arms of his chair as the plane began to descend. His handsome face was etched with worry.

Because I am unable to resist a young, handsome, vulnerable man, I decided I'd help poor Stable. "It's okay," I whispered, placing my hand on his thigh. "You'll be fine."

Stable froze, his green eyes growing wider as my hand travelled up his leg, my long, soft fingers caressing his inner thigh. A soft whimper escaped from his mouth as my hand clasped his bulging erection, threatening to burst out of his pants like the sexual monster it is at any second.

"Ohh..." he moaned.

"Ssh, Stable," I whispered, my hand working faster and faster...

CLONK. The plane shuddered as it hit the ground, Stable's orgasmic moan unheard under the deafening roar of the wheels on the tarmac. Hm, lucky that stewardess gave him a towel.

We descended from the plane and entered Tuscany International Airport, only to be stopped by two burly security guards.

"You," one snapped, pointing to Lord. "Come with me."

"Hee hee, come," giggled Lord.

He let out a scream as the security guard grabbed his arm and dragged him down a hall way, leaving Stable and I staring after him.

"So, uh," said Stable. "Wanna do some duty-free shopping?"

"No!" I cried. "We have to save my husband!"

I grabbed his hand and ran after the security guard and Lord.

OMG! MIXED UPDATES!

2005-10-10T09:25:12Z

It's a fortnight after the barnyard shennagins and everything is going smoothly. I am well aware that Lady and Stable are still having relations. No that i mind, as I get my share of slap and tickle from both of them too.

I turned and stared out the window of our private jet. Why didn't i care about Lady and Stable? Could it be I found it a turn on?

I turned in my seat and looked at lady sitting next to me, her hand with it's giant diamond on it resting lovingly on mine, her expression thoughtful as she stared in a corner, seeing what noone else could. I still loved her as much as i did when we first went on a date to wife. Its almost as if we had a new toy to play with, to share. She looked up at me and smiled and we shared a kiss. The love, the spark was still there. The urge to go shag in the jets bathroom grew.

I turned again to look behind me. Stable was pressing all the buttons on his seat, enjoying the experiance that no servents get. We never really talked about it but Lady and I had been taking Stable EVERYWHERE, we were now flying from paris (where Lady bought him designer clothes, he seemed quite smug about this) to our villa in Tuscany, where i planned to take him on an extensive wine tour (I think he might be a better sport drunk, he's been awfully dominant lately).

Five minutes later Lady was screaming in pleasure as i banged her up against the wall of the jets bathroom. Nothing can go wrong. Can It?

Confessions of a gold-digging servant.

2005-10-09T11:10:01Z

As Lord left, I lay in the hay, sated and satisfied like I thought was impossible. But while I lay there the gears were turning in my sex filled brain, a simple stable boy, yes, but I was in the thoughts of two of the richest aristocrats ever.

Both Lord and Lady wanted me, while Lord was clearly the richer I doubt the marriage would be allowed by the Church, and Lady would never be allowed to marry a simple stable boy, so it looked like there would be nothing to gain. Except I was sure they noticed each other, which meant I could play them off against each other, each vying for my affection, it was a dangerous game, but one I was sure I could handle.

My plan in mind I decided to make myself more obvious to the FlouncyTrousers as I went into the mansion shirtless ready to seduce which ever of the two came across me first.

Sex, sex, sex, sex.

2005-10-05T11:25:18Z

Down Into the hay I threw him. He wasn't startled anymore, Heck he was SMILING at me, so idecided that that meant yes and what i was doing was almost legal.

Stable's body underneath me felt dense and hot. He was already breathing heavily, i just supposed i was just that good. I let my tongue follow the course of his dark hair, further down to the nether regions (his cock, not holland)

And as I engulfed his bulging member in my mouth, I saw a very familiar bottom running round the corner of the door. That bottom was very hard to miss. I should know. I married her for it. I grinned slightly and Stable must of thought it some kind of technique coz he let out an orgasmic moan that brought me back to earth.

All of a sudden Stable pulled away from me. I was upset, thinking it was the end of my fun, but instead he pulled me up to him, grabbed my handle like a...um...handle, and took the dominant position.

As his hand worked roughly against my slick shaft i began to think. So Lady wanted Stable and Stable wanted me and I wanted Lady and Lady wanted me and i wanted stable. this would provide for much fun to come. Or should i say fun to CUM. Hahahaha. Lady always said i was the epitome of wit.

I shook off these thoughts and decided to take care of the matter at hand first. I grabbed stable, kissed him briefly, pushed him face forward to the ground, and came from behind.....

Rampant cock sucking. RAMPANT!!

2005-10-05T11:07:08Z

As I scrambled under the hay, attempting to conceal my rump, I listened to the conversation below.
"Why... Stable... you seem to have, er... lost your pants!"
Lord was indeed a smooth operator.
"That i have, m'lord."
"Mmmm..." Footsteps.
"Oohh!" Slurpy noises.
"Mmmm..." Bodies fell into the hay.
"Ooohh!" Fabric ripping.
"Mmmm..." Fondling.
"AARGHH! AAAARRRGGGHHH!! Ok, I'm good, OOHH!" Biting.
Grunts were heard below. The piercing squeal of a horse suddenly shot through the stable... oh, no, that was Lord. How could I not recognise that very squeal that i heard whenever i had his testicles firmly gripped in my hand, threatening to squeeze until he did that thing to my neck that I love so much...

I smirked. So Lord wanted Stable too! Him, a man of science! Tantric science! I climbed down the ladder carefully. Watching rampant cock sucking from a birds eye view is very interesting, I recommend it to everyone. Stable lay back in the hay, his eyes half shut in mesmerising pleasure. Trickles of sweat ran down his hard, taut body as he moaned, arching his back and clenching Lord's shoulders. Ah, I thought he'd enjoy it. Lord was quite skilled with the tongue. By the look of things, he'd obviously learnt my own tricks of the trade... teasing a little with flicks of the tongue, then going in like a vacuum cleaner.

Both were so involved in their own pleasure that they barely noticed as I crept past and out of the stable. So. Lord wanted Stable. I wanted Stable. Stable wanted Lord. Lord wanted me. Stable wanted me. I wanted Lord... Perfect. How could I use this for my own advantage, and dare I say, enjoyment?

I'd think about it later. For now, I had to go watch the repeat of my favourite episode of 'Ich Bin Ein Bratwurst', the greatest German porno featuring lederhosen ever.

Unexpected visitors.

2005-10-04T09:19:59Z

I lay down in the hay thinking about all that had passed that day, the morning passionate kissing and spleen fondling with Lady and then the different if no less sexy encounter with Lord, for a simple stable boy it was quite a heady day.

As I was drifting off I heard the sound of the barn door opening, rolling out of the hay loft I dropped down to see who it was, it was Lady. She was wearing nothing but a flimsy nightgown showing her supple body glowing softly in the moonlight. The moment she saw me I knew what her intention was and a few seconds later and she started taking off my night shirt clearing away any doubts I had.

I kissed her lustily enjoying every moment of it and the way her body responded to it, she pulled away panting with desire before pushing me down into some hay, a desire so strong it looked almost like violence was evident in her face. As she jumped on me, swiftly undoing my buckle I had a flash of fear for what Lord might do to me, but then again I had no allegiance to these high borns, it was just a bit of fun.

With an audible clink, my belt came free and my pants fell away leaving me bare naked with nothing to prevent Lady's eyes roaving over my throbbing manhood with a greedy lust. Her eyes seemed to be drinking every moment of it in, right as Lord crept into the stable, the same look of desire in his eyes, Lady in effort to hide went up into the hay loft leaving me barely concealed and naked with Lord a few metres away...

GASP Julian-Smut!

2005-10-04T07:53:56Z

Before I picked up my horse I saw the stable boy today. He smiled at me with a knowing that I don't know what he knows his knowing knows. It didn't stop me from staring at his gorgeous body while his back was turned.

I've been feeling a little unsettled today. It's all because of last night. In bed with Lady. He haunted my thoughts whilst i copulated her good copulatables.

Normally if I'm tired after a long day of being filthy rich i just follow my usual sex mantra:

***JUST KEEP THRUSTING AND THINK OF ENGLAND!***

But that night he was on my mind, his deep piercing eyes, his defined chest, his bulging trou- I MUST STOP THIS THINKING. I got all the experimental tendacies out at Harvard with the other chaps, that was all in good spirits, all though i did hear that Brendan is requested to be called "Kag" lately. That reminds me...the maid is familar....

I tried to shake of these thoughts as i coaxed my horse back into the stable. Sweating, i pulled of my shirt, muscels glistening in the semi-light of the stable. and as i turned to the door, there he was, his man arder barely concealed by his riding chaps.

He swung the door shut and strutted towards me. My head and sensibilities were yelling "No", but my raging erection was screaming "YES! YES!"

He was quite agressive as he threw me down his tongue exploring my mouth deeply. I melted into his embrace, until i realised what was happening.

I threw him off me and with a very embarressed voice, said "Sir, I have a wife!" and strode from the stable, not turning back until I reached the back door of the manor and the stables were just a shack in the distance.

I wouldn't be taken in by such things....would I?

i'd like 2000 chicken fajitas

2005-10-04T07:26:35Z

I arose the next morning, after a wonderful night's sleep in the manor. I'd just had a lovely, beautiful dream about drunkenly beating naked midgets whilst wearing leather.

Lord Flouncytrousers was still asleep, snoring through this snot-filled nose and drooling on his pillow. Probably not his best angle. I tiptoed daintily into the bathroom, careful not to wake Lord Flouncytrousers. Turning on the shower, I let the hot water and steam pour over my naked body, washing off the leftover whipped cream and the remaining bits of edible underwear still stuck to my buttocks. What a night. I shuffled around a little uncomfortably - a night with Lord Flouncytrousers always resulted in waking up with jelly legs, scratches down your back and a sore crotch.

I gazed out the window as I dried my hair. It was still early... I might go for a little early morning ride, I thought.

I strapped on my riding outfit - waist-high black pants, white button-up shirt, knee high boots, with a leather riding crop in one hand. No need for a helmet, I'd get helmet hair... I left my long black hair flowing behind me.

"Breakfast, madame?" offered one of my maids, Kag, as I descended into the kitchen.

"No thankyou, maybe later, my dear," I whispered, stroking her arm. She winked and I pulled away, walking outside towards the stables.

"Goodness, it's cold," I shivered, holding my arms over my chest. How awkward... the shirt was a little bit see through.

I entered the stable to the musty smell of hay and horse shit. I took a deep sniff.

"It's wonderful, isn't it?" A little voice came from the corner.

I looked around. Sprawled out in a pile of hay was the stable boy. He looked me straight in the eyes, but mine dropped to the ground. The boy was completely shirtless. Oh dear, I thought... that is by far the sexiest body I have ever seen. Should I sneak a peek? I looked up again, my legs turning to jelly again. Stable boy stood up, walking towards me.

"Yes," I replied finally. "I love the smell of hay and horse shit in the morning."

Before i knew it, stable boy had pulled me towards him, kissing me passionately, his hands fondling my breasts, my buttocks, my spleen. "Oh my," he whispered, fiddling with the belt of my pants. "How I love vagina pants."

With a crack, I flicked back my wrist and spanked him good and hard on the buttocks with my riding crop. He squealed orgasmically.

A horse snorted behind me. How rude. It brought me back to earth quickly.

"Stable boy," I said, re-buttoning up my shirt. "I am a married woman. Although you have come hitherl eyes and washboard abs, I must resist the urge to have sexual intercourse with you."

With that, I spun on my heel and walked out of the stable back towards the house, my heart beating hard against my chest. What was that all about? Oh well, Lord Flouncytrousers didn't need to know about it, did he?

Even more backstory!

2005-10-03T11:34:18Z

Ahh the marriage of Lord and Lady FlouncyTrousers, it was a splendid time for all the nobles, or so I hear. of course being the stable boy it merely mean more work for me. But then came my much needed stroke of luck, I was chosen as the Lord and Lady's own personal stable boy for their horses and llamas, and if there was one thing that was known about the FlouncyTrousers it was that they paid well.

That was all I needed to know, so I moved in right away, it was not long before I saw the FlouncyTrousers around their manor, and a fine couple they were, Lady with her lithe agile body and Lord with his manly physique and sexy strut, I was obsessed with them at first sight, I may not have ever gotten a chance with either of them, as a lowly stable boy, but that did not stop my imagination and it's daydreams...

Woo, Backstory!

2005-10-02T11:40:58Z

The country club was just the beginning. We dated more. And the sex continued, incredible as usual. And soon I took her to Wife....for our honeymoon.

We decided to be dreadfully modern you see. Taking one another's name as an addition to our own. FlouncyTrousers....Has a ring to it rather.

And soon after our honeymoon we moved into our new quaters, FlouncyTrousers Estate. Our own stately manor with as many servants as you please, chefs, cooks, maids, gardner and one strange young lad who tended to the horses.

His name was odd (Stable Boy) but his body beautiful...not that i have those thoughts about men. Let alone ones who look barely over 18, i have a manly reputation to upkeep. But still there was something in those green eyes that intrigued me....

To be continued...

Love at first sight

2005-10-02T11:26:48Z

When i first met him I thought "Boy howdy. Those be some juicy buns."

Next thing you know, I was panting and sweating as he had me up against the wall of the disabled bathroom in Wangington Country Club. Oh my, it was the nookie that every girl dreams of when she lays in bed at night, stroking her pussy and moaning "Oh, Johnny Depp" into the night. I hadn't screamed that loud since I was kicked squarely in the tits by a black belt in jujitsu with questionable sexual habits.

After I assured him I wasn't pregnant, I asked, "What is your name?"

"Lord Flouncy," he said as he wiped his man juice off the bathroom mirror. "And you?"

"Lady" I replied as I licked the remainder of the whipped cream off my thigh (I was rather flexible back in the day.) "Lady Trousers"

"Hey Lady," said Lord, "How would you like to become Lady Flouncytrousers?"

"K" I replied.

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