The Count of Sholinstein
Copyright© 2005 by Red Trooper
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A gifted young pianist follows his adulterant love affair with a lady of nobility to an island where reigns an eccentric count who owns a wealth of stunning secrets. A tale of lust, manipulation, and the power of true love.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/ft Ma/mt Teenagers Coercion BiSexual Fiction Cheating BDSM Light Bond Torture Group Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex Petting Squirting Cream Pie Slow
"What in fell nations?!"
Naked, embraced, Leline and I sat up in bed. A most bitter-faced Lord Perribray stood before us, hands to his sides.
"I -- we --" I gasped.
He looked upon me with rage. "You!" He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me naked from the bed, and from the bedroom.
"Neeson!" cried Leline, grabbing her dress.
In agony I gasped as I was dragged naked by Lord Perribray, through the house and past the help. The front door was opened and I was pushed out into the lawn. I laid there, my mind dizzy. "I bring you into my home and invest in your feature -- and this is the thanks I get! You're banished from my home! You're lucky that I don't have you hung from the gallows!"
Then Leline ran to the door, and my master tried to hold her inside. She pushed her way through and came my aid with a bed sheet, rapping it around me.
"What are do you DOING with this... this... boy?!"
"That is my business and none of yours!" replied Leline, standing to face him.
"In my home?!"
"For that I apologize. But don't punish him for it -- he did nothing wrong!"
"I never want to see him again!"
"Fine. Then he's coming with me." Leline turned to me as I stood up. "Come on."
"Maybe your husband the count would like to hear about this."
Leline turned to him sharply. "Do that, and I'll never speak to you again." She led me for her coach.
"Leline!" cried Lord Perribray. "Leline!"
A wide-eyed stable boy gazed at us as well walked by. "Fetch my coach and riders!" she instructed him.
"Y-yes ma'am."
Leline turned to me warmly, confidently. "Don't worry, you can come and live with me. I can see to it that you continue in your lessons."
"And... your husband?"
"Him. He'll do as I ask, or I'll leave him. Don't worry, things haven't been good between him and I for some time now... but I always get what I want. My husband may be an ungrateful two-faced creep, but he does love me."
My mind was spinning. Things had changed so quickly, but I reasurred myself that it was for the best. Besides, if I could be close to Lady Laline...
We traveled upon a dazzling cruise ship, bound for the island known as Sholinstein, an island under the protection of the Eastern Federation, but in all practicality ruled by a count, as it had been for five centuries of tradition. It lay a short distance along the Morgo Sea, and was regarded as an eccentric island where few came or went. It was a place rich in superstition, as well as culture, as several great painters had done their best work there. Some regarded the island as a blessed location, while others regarded it as cursed.
Leline and I stood near its largest mast, overlooking the breaking of sea.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" I said.
Leline was sad and simply nodded.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Oh I don't know... dark times. Old peace treaties burn as proper business and social rules fray. And now you... I'm so sorry to have brought you into this mess."
"Hey," I said, taking her gloved hand. It was pale purple, like her dress, like the moon in the clouds. "I knew what I was doing as much as you. I was prepared to lose everything."
She placed her arms around me and gazed me in the eye. "Do you really love me?" she asked.
"You know I do," I said. She held onto me and I her. I desired her more than anything. I wished to know if we could continue our affair when we reach her husband's castle. But I could not. She was a lady, and I knew she was hurt by her betrayal, and even though he had done the same to her. "I love you more than I've ever loved anyone, or anything. You make me feel alive in a way I never thought possible."
"Me too," she said, looking desperately into my eyes as hers watered. "I... I... I can't promise you... anything. When we get to the island..."
"I understand."
"Mallory... if you want me... again... it'll have to now."
My penis began hardening at the mention of it. How could I refuse? "Of course. I'd love nothing more."
She led me into her cabin, and closed the door. Without delay I embraced her and kissed her passionately. Our hungry arms swarmed as our mouths made love. My crotch pushed against hers. Together we removed her clothes in a hurry, and then mine. Laughing, we ran to the bed. I felt and kissed her foolishly as we giggled. She playfully tried to hide herself under the sheets I made out I was trying to stop her. I crawled under them, our naked bodies pressed together, as she grabbed the sheets and rose them to our necks.
We stared into each other's eyes as her hands took my penis, and gently inserted it into her vagina. I began humping her strait away under the imaginary protection of the sheets against the world. Her arms grabbed hold of me as she giggled, licking my face. I laughed and started sucking her neck. Her hands lowered to my ass and she felt over it, and up my back as I made love to her. I stopped for a moment and lowered my head, sucking on her bosoms. She giggled, and spanked me.
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