‘Mr Loxuru can be justifiably proud of his Luscious Lingerie,’ reflected Wragg, as he observed Mr L’s latest products being put under stresses which their creator may not have considered. Thessela was riding round and round on a very delighted Horny, ably cheered on by the Racing Rodent, still in the driving seat, while Wragg observed proceedings, whip at the ready, lest Horny be tempted to take liberties with Her Ladyship.
Bright silken scarlet brassiere, scanty panties, and suspender belt were all on display, and all apparently doing a highly competent job of keeping certain things up and other things covered whist displaying a considerable amount of uncovered flesh to great advantage. Thessela the Lady looked so much healthier than her namesake, Thessela the slave at Cruxwinds, but the Phlebas wasn’t noted for his generosity.
For Lady Thessela Jollyrei had been at or near the front of the queue when they were dishing out good looks, and Wragg could see at a glance why Lord Jollyrei was so terribly fond of her. Not so fond as to reject Messaline, maybe, but then boys will be boys….
“How do I look, Wraggie?” called Thessela, breathlessly.
“You look very nice indeed, milady!” replied Wragg, coyly.
“Oh, do call me ‘Thess’!”
“You look very nice indeed, Thess!” Wragg smiled.
“It’s a good job I’ve got this bra on…. or else everything would wobble about tremendously on the back of your horse.”
“It would indeed, Thess. I was just thinking that I wasn’t sure if Mr Loxuru had designed it to withstand such stress.”
“It would be dreadful if it were to fall off, wouldn’t it?”
“That would be most regrettable, mil…er, Thess. But please don’t worry. If they were prone to falling off each time the wearer sat on a horse then I doubt if Mr Loxuru would find himself supplying a significant percentage of Burke’s Peerage with lingerie.”
“Giddy-up, Horny!” called Thessela, and Horny upped the tempo accordingly.
Suddenly, as Wragg watched, everything went bright red. “What the….” he began, wondering if he was having some kind of fit, until he realised that Mr Loxuru’s bra was now wrapped around his head. He snatched it off, to be rewarded by the sight of Lady Jollyrei riding topless.
“I say! Lady Jollyrei! Thessela! What ho! You seem to have lost something! Here!” He offered her the bra, trying not to look too hard at those magnificent breasts as they danced to Horny’s rhythm.
“It wasn’t doing a very good job. You saw for yourself. Why don’t you hop up here behind me? You could hold them still for me!”
Wragg had never thought of himself as a bra substitute, but an order from Lady Jollyrei was an order to be obeyed. RR brought Horny to a stand, and up climbed Wragg, behind Thessela.
“So, put your right hand…there, and your left hand…there.” Her breasts more than filled his hands, as her nipples tensioned between his fingers. She leaned back against him. “Oh, that’s no good. Your cloak is all itchy. Take it off. Take everything off.”
“But…”
“But what? I want to feel your soft skin against me, not your ghastly clothes!”
“But I….”
“What’s the matter? Haven’t you ever been naked with a lady before?”
Wragg turned bright red. “Well, um…no. I haven’t, to be perfectly honest.”
“You’re a virgin?”
“We had separate dormitories from the girls…..”
“That’s no excuse, any red blooded male would have shinned up the drainpipe to the girl’s dorm in a flash!”
“You haven’t met Professor Phlebas.”
“Actually,” she winked, “I have, but that’s another story!” She felt inside his trousers. “Well, unless, I’m much mistaken, you’re well ready for me now!”
Wragg gave in. His clothes joined hers on the grass in the clearing, as Horny and RR gave Wragg and Thessela the ride of their lives. She slid up and down on his shaft, and Horny seemed to know exactly what rhythm to use, for before he’d completed half-a-dozen circuits Thessela was shrieking with joy, so that the chauffeur, waiting in the car back on the drive, heard every word. He smiled indulgently. He’d been with the Jollyreis for a long time.
Wragg didn’t quite manage to last six circuits, but then, it was his first time, and Thessela didn’t seem to notice, and she really wasn’t that far behind him.
As she dismounted, in both senses of the word simultaneously, she winked at RR. “Tell Professor Phlebas… A plus.”
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