Explicit Erotica

By Kitty Cummings

Five erotic stories to entice you. Firstly, "Horny Lord" is a story about the Lords of the Manor and the ultimate power they have over the maids of the house. Next, "Forbidden Sex" transport yourself back into the time of palatial houses and servants, where the master rules more than the house. A story of an innocent maid who attracts the attention of her master's son. Also, "Holiday Escape" a story about a young man whose girlfriend cheated on him with her boss. Needing to escape he follows his heart and travels to Greece in search of freedom. Hoping to find himself again… will he…? Then, "Naughty Girl" depicts an adventurous young woman (or so she thought) who cannot resist the stable boys. She is then sent away by her family and enters an exotic foreign world.

Finally, WHAT A WEEK!

This is a story about an innocent girl who has been surrounded by her protective brothers all her life. They repeatedly warned her against getting involved with boys as they knew how badly they behaved. She didn't find out just how bad they could be until she left home to go to college. She moved into a house full of 'sluts' she soon realised that she was different from most of the other girls. She found herself shocked by sex pool parties, sordid games, and wild fucking they all craved.

Will she join in?

Only time will tell…

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kitty Cummings
• Release date: Mar 18, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215095508

Book preview

WARNING

These short stories are to

be restricted to an Adult Audience –

will not suit all adults.

All characters and places are fictional.

PROLOGUE

BOOK 1

HORNY LORD

"Horny Lord" is a story about the Lords of the Manor and the ultimate power they have over the maids of the house.

Horny Lord

I’d lived on the moors all my life and have fond memories of milking the cows on the farm and gathering apples from the orchard that was meant to be out of bounds. Life was innocent running through the corn fields and resting on the riverbanks watching elegant swans glide past on the calm waters.

Gazing up at the clear blue skies and then closing my eyes.

Get up lazy bones, Ma told me to get you!

My life was about to change as money was always tight and I’d gotten a job as a maid in a large stately house and the old cart had arrived to take me. Well not really me – it was taking a cow to the market to get sold and I was sharing the lift to town and then I’d have to continue on from there.

With my worldly possessions bundles up into a cloth tie I kissed ma and pa bye, not knowing if, or when I would ever see them again. Feeling both nervous and apprehensive, I wiped the golden strand of hair from my rosy cheeks and climbed onto the back of the cart.

Watching with every breath their figures vanished slowly into the distance as I frantically waved and brushed away the tears that had escaped me. Watching the countryside vanish, the lively town rumble into view, made me sit up and watch the hustle and bustle of daily life, rush by. I’d only been into town twice before and was transfixed on the women; the beautiful clothes that they wore - glancing down at my ragged stockings and moth bitten shawl, I drew it closer around my slender frame. People glanced in my direction and glanced again as my hair fanned out in the cool breeze – I’d always been told my looks were my best attribute but never really knew what people meant.

Jumping off the back of the cart I waited outside the Horse and Cart Inn, waited for the next part of the journey to begin. Several older boys and men stopped and glanced my way as I smiled a shy smile and dropped my head and gently fondled my hair- gaining even more unwanted attention.

Hey – you! Yes – you!

Glancing up I saw a young man of about 25 years of age strolling confidently towards me – smiling he stopped and inhaled.

You the new maid?

Nodding, I was ushered onto a larger cart and settled down for the long trip.

Be about 4 hours until we arrive – make yourself comfortable.

Holding out his hand, I grabbed hold, stepped up onto the metal step and snuggled into a corner away from the wind. He felt strong, he smiled a handsome grin that made my stomach flutter.

Glancing occasionally at his back I realized he was extremely broad with well-rounded shoulders; he had wide hands that grasped the leather straps and twisted tightly around them.

The journey was longer than I expected, the sun was going down when the scenery started to change, I realized that I could hear the crashing of water as we rounded the next bend. We were right along the cliff top, and a sudden breeze tugged my bonnet away from my head, cascading my hair into folds down onto my back and over my chest. Glancing back, he looked and did a double take as I smiled.

Nearly there!

Bending around again, into the steep valley, there before me stood the most beautiful sight I’d even seen; the house was magnificent, it had about thirty windows, maybe more, three stories high, it almost glistened in the descending sun. Entering around the back of the house we stopped in a huge gravel courtyard – he offered his hand and into a new chapter of my life I went.

Charles.

I’m Martha.

Come on – you cannot dilly all-day missy – you have jobs to do!

This was my introduction to life at the house, days were long and extremely hard, but I loved my new life.

I worked in the kitchen to start with and started at 5 in the morning, washing, preparing vegetables, and washing dishes. Many people came and went, especially the maids who worked in the house. I’d been at the house for over two years and just had my 18th birthday – it was a lovely day and Charles and I had become firm friends. We often walked in the fields on Sundays, sat under the huge oak tree and talked silly talk.

This day was the day that altered my life – standing up, running down the embankment my hair dancing in the breeze and cascaded in ringlets down