The observations of a mature English Lady by her Lackey, Andrew

I can hear that gentle humming again. It can only mean one thing, Lady Sonia is using that fucking machine again. My ears have become sensitive to the noise, I’m drawn to it and am rewarded with a vision of Lady Sonia bare arsed in her black seamed stockings and high heeled stilletoes lowering herself onto the huge cock of the fucking machine. She has her back to me and I can watch her peachy arse as the cock moves in and out of her pussy.

Would she like a hard cock up her arse at the same time, I wonder.

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Lady Sonia is insatiable, maybe she has a sex addiction.

She has progressed from the bedroom to the office and taken with some serious fucking machines. I can hear them humming as I walk down the corridor and I know what to expect when I walk past. Lady Sonia is so engrossed in her own pleasure she doesn’t notice me sneaking a good look at her fit figure.

That machine can’t fuck her and play with her tits at the same time…. I could!

I can’t believe Lady Sonia is behaving in such a brazen way with this “artist” chap. It seems they are fucking on every available surface in the house. They are so wrapped up in one another that I have become invisible to them. I walked past her office yesterday, the door wasn’t even closed and when I looked inside Lady Sonia was giving him a blow job on her desk, her bare arse high in the air.

Would she have noticed if I’d crept up behind her and slipped my already hard cock into that dripping pussy.

I didn’t expect to see anything when I was walking past Lady Sonia’s door, I thought she was out and everywhere was so quiet.

So seeing Lady Sonia playing with a huge black dildo stopped me in my tracks. She had her tights pulled down and was using the heel of her red patent high heels to force the didlo into her pussy, the balls on it where hitting her clit and as it came out I could see her dripping pussy lips dragging over its surface.

I just stood there open mouthed with an instant hard on.

Lady Sonia

I keep bumping into Lady Sonia and her “artist” friend around the house she is making no secret of her antics with him. I have heard them fucking in almost every room, how does her husband stand it, unless of course he joins in with them once I have left for the evening.

I would love to join them, 2 cocks in one cunt, now that would be something.

Here she is giving him a massage, her long legs clad in black seamed stockings, what would it feel like to have them clamped around my neck the heels of her shoes digging into my back as I licked her hairy pussy. Would she moan with pleasure like she does for him.

 To see more of Lady Sonia’s stockings click here

There has been a young man staying at the manor apparently he is an artist here to paint Lady Sonia. She has been sitting for him in the drawing room and on her horse and in the garden. She keeps changing her mind about what she wants. I think she just wants this good looking man at her beck and call, I suppose she is paying him enough but I’ve seen the sultry looks she keeps giving him and then I get a peek at what’s really going on, the lucky bastard. I have so wanted to suck on those tits of hers and to have Lady Sonia’s hand carressing my cock would be a dream come true.

We hadn’t had any visitors all weekend and Charles, Lady Sonia’s husband was away. As I was walking down the corridor that joined Lady Sonia’s office I could here a buzzing sound, at first I thought it might be a bluebottle caught in the window but as I got closer to her office I could also hear a gentle moaning. I started to tiptoe so as not to alert her of my presence. The door was slightly ajar and I could see into the office. Oh what a sight, she is such a horny woman. Crotchless tights and a vibrator, I should have guessed. I could almost taste the smell of her, I wanted to spread her legs wide and run my tongue over those nylons until she begged me to lick her clit and just as she was cumming shove my ever ready cock inside her.

To see more of Lady Sonia wanking click here.

Lady Sonia is very particular about her shoes and displays her favourites like ornaments. When she has worn any of them outside she leaves them in the kitchen for me to clean and return to their pride of place in her bedroom.

I was in the kitchen when Lady Sonia rang down and said she would like to see me immediately upstairs and from the tone of her voice I could tell she was not happy. I quickly ran up the stairs, mindful of not keeping her waiting, and knocked on the open bedroom door.

“Where”, she said tartly ”are my strappy red shoes”. I could see the red shoes directly in front of her, shiny patent red strappy sandles. “Why madam” I replied, “are the ones on the shelf in front of you not the ones you require”.

“Do not treat me like an imbecile Andrew” she said, “I want the ones with the metal heel not these”.

“Madam the buckle on that pair was loose so I sent them for repair and they will be ready for collection tomorrow morning” I replied.

“Well these will have to do then. Help me on with them Andrew” she ordered, ” and hurry as I want to go out”. I knelt down in front of her and removed the black shoes from her feet my fingers fumbling as they touched her ankles. As she lifted her feet I caught a glimpse of her thighs clad in nylon, it appeared she only had underwear on under her coat. I took the red patent sandles from the shelf and placed them on her feet. Trying to buckle the straps quickly and not succeeding as my hands were trembling. In the end Lady sonia bent over and did the buckles up then she strode out of the room without a backward glance. Leaving me kneeling on the floor a quivering wreck.

To see more of the lovely Lady Sonia click here. 

I had been asked to fetch the picnic gear from the loft to wash and get ready for the coming summer days. On my way across the upstairs landing I was passing Lady Sonia’s bedroom and she was bending down choosing shoes. The sight before me stopped me in my tracks.

I am so glad the carpets on the landing are so thick and she hadn’t heard me approach. I got more than a glimpse of her stretching down naked to the bottom shelf, her legs seem to go on for miles and she has a delicious little mole on her right thigh that I would love to run my tongue over.

From there I would continue down to the sensitive hollow at the back of her knees and then along the inside of her thighs to her arse, gently rimming her arse hole with my tongue.

I have some great pictures of Lady Sonia, click here to see them.

I’m not really complaining but why is it I always seem to catch Lady Sonia in a state of undress. A package had arrived by UPS of cosmetics and I was taking them to Lady Sonia’s dressing room. I did knock and there was no answer so I thought it was safe to enter.

What a sight beheld me. Lady Sonia getting changed, she was just removing her black panties, baring all for me to gaze upon for a fleeting few seconds. The image of her lovely round arse cheeks, her fuck hole and her legs clad in red stockings will be burned into my brain until I have a private moment to recollect it while taking my hard cock out for a long luscious wank. I love this job.