Somewhere in Time Sagas - A Man of Earth
Copyright© 2009 by MattHHelm
Chapter 9
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Robert of Nottingham was born in Aquitaine, cousin to Richard the king. Wounded in battle, he was brought home to die, but he didn't. This is the beginning of his adventures through time.
Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft Mult Consensual Fiction Science Fiction Time Travel Incest
I woke up an indeterminate time later. Claudette was not in the bed with me. My clothes were laid out beside me on the bed, so I got dressed.
I was hungry. I spotted a bell cord near the bed and pulled it. The door opened, shortly, and an older man entered. He had a large silver tray piled high with all sorts of food.
"I assume the master is hungry?" he said. "I have brought most of your favorites. You were indisposed when I stopped, earlier, to find out what your desire was. I discovered you were already sampling the fruits of the house."
"Yes, I would say so." I replied. "Let me eat, and then I want you to bring me up to speed on everything that has transpired in this house, for the last month. Now leave me while I eat. I need to think."
He left and I started in on the food. It was delicious. I couldn't identify some of it, but it was some of the best I'd eaten. I was glad I'd ended up here.
But, now to business ... Why was I here? I know I'm in France, and I'm thankful now that Father Rupert made me learn French. I do well at it, so I'm not completely out of my element. I went over what I knew. I am a minor royal, a distant cousin (or something) to the current, soon to be crowned, King. Louis I believe his name was. And the Cardinal, what was his name??? I thought for a minute. B something. No, Mar ... No that's not it either.
"Marazin!" I exclaimed aloud. That was it. And he was sending Bishop Charlevoix, no Monsignor Charlevoix to see me. It must be important, but I can't imagine what he wants. I don't know what he wants, nor why he is coming. It was indicated that the coronation was involved. Maybe they want me to be a part of the coronation. But they needn't send a Monsignor for that. A simple messenger would do. No, there has to be something of more importance. After all, a Monsignor is coming to see me. He should be arriving this afternoon, sometime. Still puzzled at the events, I finished eating and decided to walk in the garden.
I made my way down the grand stairway to the main floor. The foyer extended the entire width of the building so I could see the back of the house. I headed this way. I passed several liverymen as I went. They indicated they should follow me, but I waved them off.
Opening the glass doors, I exited into the garden. It was enormous. The garden here was bigger than the village green back home. I wandered around for a while and decided to try the hedgerow maze. It was relaxing and I enjoyed my sojourn around the yard. I was tiring, so I returned to the veranda. I noticed a table on the far side. There was someone seated at the table. It was a woman. I started over. As I got closer, I observed the woman closely. She had an air of aristocracy about her. She was quite beautiful. Her blonde tresses cascaded down her back. As I approached, she turned the rest of her body towards me. I didn't want to stare, but I couldn't help myself.
Atop her corset were the largest mounds of womanhood I had ever seen. The corset had the impossible task of restraining them, and was losing the battle. The dress itself, blue in color, was barely covering them. As she moved they jiggled. The sight in front of me caused an arousal. I immediately grew to my full dimension.
She noticed and smiled. I imagine she had the same results on every man, and was used to seeing it. Still, she rose as I neared. She reached forward with her hands and I took them in mine. She pushed right up into my chest and kissed me, soundly.
"You have favor, my love." She gushed. "Imagine. The Cardinal sending a representative here, to see us. I wonder what he wants with my darling Husband?"
'Husband?' I thought. I was in shock. 'Damn, what do I do now? How will I be able to explain Claudette? What will she do when she finds out?'
I must have had panic on my face, because she noticed right away.
"Oh, don't worry, my husband. You need not worry about Claudette. After all, it was I who arranged for you and her to get together. I was watching, you know. I got so turned on to see you service her. Aren't her titties the most beautiful you've ever seen? Besides mine, that is? They are almost as big as mine and so soft and kissable. I enjoyed her and I hope you did, too. We shall have to take her together, next time. It will be so much fun."
"But, but... " I stammered. "but how, why? I don't understand."
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