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This erotic story is another installment set in the
imaginary kingdom of Kalimari.  As usual, it is for
the private pleasure of the audience.  Any further
distribution of the descriptions and accounts of this
story without the express permission of the
commissioner is prohibited.   No animals died while
writing the story.  	GO EAGLES.

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	Chloe realized her situation was ambiguous.  Although
she was raised and educated in the Duke's household,
nobody publicly acknowledged her parenthood.  Without
that, a noble marriage was impossible.  The people of
Tiramasu generally, and correctly, assumed that she
was the illegitimate daughter of the Duke himself. 
But nobody knew about her mother. 
	Chloe knew that her mother was the Duke's favorite
love slave, Gilda.  She did not know that Gilda was a
former Tiramasu noblewoman whom the Duke had captured
when he captured the city.     Chloe was warned never
to discuss her mother's identity.  
	As the daughter of a slave and a free person, she
could have been raised as free or slave.   Her father,
at the urging of the Duchess, had chosen to raise her
as free. Nevertheless,  Chloe had enough exposure to
the harem to wonder if being a slave might be
preferable.  At least slaves get to be with men.   As
a young gentlewoman, Chloe was warned to abjure all
close physical contact with men until she was married.
 But she yearned for the caress of a strong man. She
chafed at the demands for feminine modesty.  She
certainly envied the freedom available to men.  The
Duchess had warned her that a woman could only obtain
sexual satisfaction from her husband, but a man could
be satisfied by any woman, willing or not.  From her
observations in the harem, she doubted that was true. 
To her, marriage could not come soon enough.
	Because of her ambiguity,  Chloe felt that marriage
would be the key to a stable, respectable  situation. 
Even though she was not of noble blood, several young
men were vying for her hand, and body, because she was
well educated, very pretty, and could command a large
dowry.
	The oldest and handsomest was Lieutenant Risotto, an
officer in the regiment attached to the city.   The
army was a tradition in the Duke's family.  He was a
former general, and the Duchess was the daughter of a
general.  Their oldest son, Richard, was attending the
military academy at Pesto, and the younger son would
follow eventually.   But Lieutenant Risotto himself
had a relatively modest background.   He hoped that by
marrying  Chloe,  the Duke would assist his career. 
However, for him military advancement would probably
mean leaving Tiramasu for the colonies,  something 
Chloe was reluctant to do.
	By far the wealthiest of her suitors was Senior
Vitello,  a wine merchant from the city.  He wanted
Chloe because he expected the Duke to offer a large
dowry.   She was charmed by his rich cloths and
spices, but she felt there should be something more to
a man than his material things.
	The Duchess was supporting the suit of a third man,
who was the closest to a noble rank.  He was Carlos
Vermicelli,  the step son of Sir Reginald Vermicelli. 
 Vermicelli was a colonel in the Duke's army when it
captured Tiramasu.   He married Lady Pamela, a
Tiramasu lady whose first husband was killed in the
war.  Vermicelli adopted her young children, including
Carlos.  Reginald and Pamela has a daughter,  but they
did not provide a son before he died.   That left
Carlos as the principal male heir to the estate.   
Pamela successfully ran the estate after Reginald's
death and supported Carlos's claim,  since it was her
ancestral land anyway.   Since Pamela and Chloe's
mother were both descended from the Tiramasu nobility,
 Chloe and Carlos were actually distant cousins,
although neither one of them knew that. 
	Chloe spent time with each of the men,  letting each
one believe that she had selected him.  She knew how
to flirt and flaunt her body without committing
herself to anything.   Eventually, she thought that
Carlos would be the best at satisfying her.   She knew
that he occasionally used a brothel in the city.   A
few pieces of silver revealed that the women there
thought highly of him. The fact that the Duchess would
offer Carlos a large dowry determined the deal.   She
accepted his suit.
	Chloe and Carlos visited his estate, to talk to his
mother.   Since they were engaged, they were allowed
to spend time together unchaperoned.    Carlos gave
her a tour of the villa.  Finally, he came to his
bedroom.
	"Darling, this is the bed where we will consummate
our marriage,"  he said.
	Chloe sat on it.  He sat next to her.   She put her
arms around him, holding him close.  She lay back,
pulling him down.   He kissed her face and lips.  
They held each other, and fondled each other through
their clothes.
	"I wish we were married already so I could hold your
body,"  she whispered.
	"So do I.  Soon."  he replied.     He respected her
enough to avoid trying to seduce her before the
marriage,  but Chloe wished he didn't.  
	The wedding was not elaborate.   Only the Duke and
his family, and Carlos's family attended.   Chloe's
mother watched from behind a curtain.    She
recognized Lady Pamela, but did not say any thing.  
However, with the Duke's permission, she sent a
confidential note to Lady Pamela congratulating her
for her son marrying the Duke's daughter.  
	Carlos and Chloe returned to his villa.   Chloe did
not even have a personal hand maiden.  
She arranged her things herself.  When it came time
for bed, she dressed herself in a silk night dress
that had been a gift from the Duchess.   
	She joined Carlos in the bedroom.
	"I have been dreaming of this night ever since I met
you,"  Chloe said softly.
	"I also.  You are the prettiest girl in Tiramasu."
	"Do you think so?"
	With that, she pulled up her dress, letting her
husband see her body.
	"Yes.   You are by far the prettiest girl.    And you
are my wife."	
	They embraced passionately.   They kissed each other
on the lips.  	
	She said, "Darling,  pull off your night clothes.  
You have to take your virgin wife."
	They stood there naked,  embracing each other.  
Chloe hoped the stirring between his legs meant that
she would enjoy being his wife.  
	"Let us get into the bed, Chloe,"  he said.
	When they lay next to each other,  they resumed
kissing on the lips.   He leaned down to kiss her oval
breasts, setting them tingling.   When he put a finger
on her slit, she thought her body explode.  
	"I want you now," he said, urgently.
	"Take me now.    Make me your wife."
	He placed his prick at her entrance.    He pushed in.
 Her tight pussy initially resisted, but eventually
succumbed.    She closed her eyes, feeling the
rapturous experience.   It was the greatest sensation
she ever experienced.    However, it was really just
the beginning.    He moved inside her,  making her
burn with greater desire.   She loved what he was
doing to her body.   
	Gradually his movements became more erratic.  He
wanted to pleasure her, but ended pleasuring himself.
	"I can't hold myself back any longer,"  he grunted.  
	"Darling, do what you need to do.   I am here for
you."  she whispered.
	She felt her body get drenched in his love juice.   
That was enough to send her on her own  path to
ecstasy.  She was not a virgin any more. 	
	"Oh Aphrodite, this feels so wonderful," she sighed.
	He relaxed on top of her, but stayed inside.   He
occasionally wiggled his prick.
	"Do you want me to pull out of you?"  he asked.
	"No.   Stay with me.   You feel so good."
	He wiggled some more,  letting his prick resume its
tension.   She pulled him tighter, and then put her
legs on his hips.   She pulled at him with her legs
and pushed up with her pelvis.   They spontaneously
found themselves in a rhythm.   He started pounding
into her and she pounded back.  
	Soon, she was squealing as her tension mounted.   The
tension released in spasms of pleasure, which rocked
her whole body.  He continued to pound her,  until
another tension and another release snapped out of
her.   This happened twice more until he prick had had
enough, and his abdomen pushed another rush of cum
into her pussy.  
	Only then did he relax and lay next to his pretty
wife.  They had  both such intense orgasms that their
bodies were tingling.   Only holding each other tight
enabled them to recover.
	She said quietly, "You are wonderful, even better
than I expected.  That was the best experience of my
life.  Thank you."
	He replied, "I cannot believe it either.   You are
welcome.   May this be the start of a wonderful
marriage."
	Carlos was right.   It was the beginning.  Over the
next several months they had sex several times a week.
    Carlos taught Chloe several positions which made
the encounters more pleasurable. Chloe was very happy
that she had selected such a virile and passionate
husband.   And Chloe was relieved that her status
derived from her marriage.   None of the other
proprietors cared who her parents were.   They just
admired Carlos's pretty new wife.  Several of the
squires were envious of Carlos, and wished they could
spend more time with Chloe themselves.   They admired
her even more when the Duke and Duchess paid a social
call. 
 	Their passionate sex life simmered down when Chloe
began to feel ill in the mornings.  When she asked
Lady Pamela about it, she soon realized that she was
pregnant.  At first,  Chloe and Carlos tried to
continue as before.   But her morning sickness reduced
her receptiveness.   Things were fine when she stopped
feeling sick, but as her belly grew larger, both she
and Carlos were uncomfortable with rigorous sex.
	Chloe began to waddle around the villa, finding it
difficult to walk or lie down.   One day she heard
some noises from the pantry.   She found a maid facing
the counter, with her dress up over her back, and
Carlos behind her pumping her pussy.  They were so
engrossed in their encounter, they did not notice
Chloe.  Only when they stopped grunting and cumming
did they realize someone was watching them.   Carlos
pulled out just in time to spend her cum all over her
back.  
	"What are you doing?"   Chloe demanded.	
	"I did not want to get this wench pregnant,"  Carlos
replied.	
	"Is one pregnancy enough?"
	"Well your body was otherwise occupied, and I have
needs."
	"My body is making the heir of this estate.   I
understand your needs, but what about mine?"
	"Your need is to protect your child."
	"You can take your pleasure with this wench now, but
after I deliver this child, I expect you back in my
bed."
	However, that was slow to happen.   First, her vagina
was sore and she was very weak for several weeks after
the delivery.   Second,  Carlos was upset by the milk
that oozed from her tits. Carlos felt inhibited that
he could not touch her body as freely as before. 
Carlos moved into another bedroom so Chloe could
dedicate herself to her son.  
	Chloe tried to reach out to Carlos, but he found an
easier time with the villa cooks and dairy maids than
with her.  Even when Chloe decided to hire a wet nurse
so she could stop nursing herself,  she found it hard
to arouse him.   Hearing him ram some young wench made
increased her frustration. 
	She decided that if he could get pleasure from the
villa servants, so could she.  One day, she approached
her coachman.
	She said, "I think the master has been taking  some
pleasure with your wife."
	He replied, "I know that.  I don't like it, but what
can I do?  We need these positions.   He is the owner,
here."
	"I am the owner, too."  
	She walked up to him.   She reached down between his
legs. 
	She said softly, "I have needs, too,  and so do you."
	She pushed him against the wall, fondling his penis
inside his trousers.   
	"What do you want with me, ma'am?"   he asked.
	"You know what I want.   Lie on that bed."
	She pulled his trousers down, exposing his penis.
	"That is very nice.   As nice as the master."  she
cooed, admiring his member. 
	 She was getting excited just thinking about it.  She
pulled her dress up, and kneeled over him. 
	"Use it on me,"  she ordered.
	She lowered herself on his manhood.   She sighed
softly as her pussy surrounded it.  She used her hips
to raise and lower herself on him.   Coachman was on
automatic.   He just let her pleasure herself on him.
	She said, "This feels great.  I am going to take you.
  Just tell me when  you are going to cum."
	She pinched her tits as she rode him.  He put his
hands on her back underneath her dress to fondle her
ass.  Her breathing came faster as she rode him up the
hill of passion.   She was at the peak when he started
grunting.
	"Mistress, I am going to cum."
	She climbed off him and seized his prick with both
hands.  She pulled at him until he released a rush of
cum all over her dress.   When finished, she fell back
on the bed, with her dress still above her hips.   He
leaned over to touch her hot pussy.  His touch sent
her up again.
	He scooted down, until his face was between her legs.
	"What a pretty pussy you have, mistress."
	He kissed it, causing her to hiss.  He kissed it
again, making her moan.
	"Do you want me to kiss and lick your pussy,
mistress?
	"Oh yes.  Do me.  Make me feel good."
	He proceeded to lick her, until she was almost
screaming with pleasure.   She bucked her hips, almost
crushing his head between her legs.  She continued
with wild orgasms for several seconds until she
yelled, "That's enough!"  
	He pulled his face away, and climbed up to her. 
	"You were wonderful, Johan.  If only I could get my
husband to do that again."
	"I am here anytime you want me, ma'am,  for as long
as the master wants my wife."
	Chloe visited the coachman, and several other
servants over the next several months.  She was always
careful to have them withdraw before they came, so she
would not get pregnant again.   But she made sure that
Carlos never found out.

	In the spring, Chloe and Carlos were invited to the
annual ball at the villa for Lord and Lady Gallo Nero.
  The previous year, Chloe was pregnant with their
son, but this year she felt more free.   The primary
duty of a wife is to bear a male heir to the estate. 
Because she had done that, Chloe was free to do what
ever she liked.
	The ball included feasts and dancing.  Because of the
distance to from villa Vermicelli to villa Gallo Nero,
 Chloe and Carlos had to spend two nights.
	When they arrived at the villa of Gallo Nero,  Johan
asked Chloe, "Will you be needing me at all while we
are here, ma'am?"
	"No, Johan.  I will be fine.  You may search your
pleasure elsewhere."
	"Yes, ma'am."
	They arrived around dinner time.   Around the table, 
the men gathered to discuss animals, land, crops, and
politics.  The women gathered to talk about their
children and gossip about who was having sex with
whom.  Several boasted about the fine service from
their footmen or coachmen.   Some of the men were
flirting with some of the women, not their wives.  
All of the men were attracted to Chloe.   She loved
being the center of attention.   
	Chloe asked one of the women, "What about Lord Gallo
Nero?"
	"Oh, my dear, we never talk about our husbands.  
That would not be discrete."
	"Of course, not.   How silly of me,"  Chloe replied.
	 That night, Lady Gallo Nero showed Chloe and Carlos
to one of the nicest guest bedroom on the estate.  
	The next day was spent hunting and riding around the
estate.    That evening was filled with fine dining
and dancing.   Lady Gallo hired an orchestra from the
Duke's estate.   The musicians recognized Chloe, and
bowed to her. 
	During the dancing,  Lady Gallo Nero focused on
Carlos.  She held his hand, moved her hips, and made
suggestive jokes.   She was fifteen years older than
Carlos, but she thought he was a strong, virile man.  
Actually, she was instructed by her husband to flirt
with Carlos so he could flirt with Chloe.   The other
men who were also attracted to Chloe decided to let
him have a chance, since he was the richest planter in
the area and  the ball was at his villa.  
	Chloe also was attracted to Lord Gallo Nero.  He was
almost twenty years older than she, but he exuded
masculine confidence and maturity.  She wondered if he
might be better in bed than one of her servants.
	As some of the guests were leaving for various
bedrooms, with their or other spouses, Lord Gallo Nero
grabbed Chloe by the hand.
	"Come with me," he said.
	He took a candle and lead her through a labyrinth of
corridors and stairs.  Suddenly, he opened a door, 
pushed her  into  a large bedroom, and locked the door
behind them.  He lit a few candles in the room and
stoked the fire. 
	He said, "Madame Vermicelli, you are the prettiest
woman in the entire valley.    I simply must have
you."
	"You flatter me, my lord."
	He embraced her passionately.   She responded to his
passion, kissing him on the lips.  He fumbled  with
the buttons on her dress.	
	"Please call me Chloe.  Allow me,"  she whispered,
undoing the buttons.  
	 She let the dress fall to the floor.  He picked her
up and carried her to the bed. He lay across her,
kissing her face and fondling her breasts through her
petticoat.  She moaned quietly, trying to absorb the
pleasure.  He took his time, kissing her tits through
the petticoat.
	"Chloe, you are even more beautiful than I imagined."
	"You may have your way with me.  But please be
careful."
	"Do not worry about anything."
	He moved a hand under the petticoat, lifting it to
her waist.  He placed a hand on her slit, making her
moan louder.  He inserted one finger, then two, then
three in her moist pussy.   Each digit increased her
pleasure more.   Then he leaned over to kiss her
clitoris.  The sensation was heavenly.  He took his
time, letting her pleasure build, until she was
convulsing with electric shocks of pleasure.
	As he sat up, she reached up to kiss him.  She turned
him over, until she was on top of him.  He let her
undo his breeches.  She extracted his penis, rubbing
it to get it hard.   
	"Kiss it, Chloe," he instructed.
	"I have never done that to a man." 
	"Well, I did it to you.  You should do it to me."
	"I will try."
	"Yes.  Make it feel special."
	She kissed it softly.  Seeing that he liked that, she
kissed it some more.  Soon, he was moaning with
pleasure, just as she had been.  As he started
breathing hard, she removed her mouth.  
	"Why did you stop?"  he asked.
	"I don't want you to cum in my mouth."
	"I won't.  Besides, you cannot get pregnant that
way."
	She felt reassured, and resumed her oral
ministrations.    But soon he turned on her.  
	He said, "You are right,  we should not finish this
way."
	He got on top of her and jammed his large prick into
her eager hole.  
	He urged, "Put your legs on my shoulders.  I want
complete access  to your beautiful body."
	She did, using her legs to pull on him.  He thrust
into her systematically.   Soon, she was on the verge
of another orgasm.   
	"Bless Aphrodite,   this is divine,"  she sighed.
	Her moans increased until they became incoherent
squeaks.   He pounded her, grunting loader.  
Suddenly, he pulled out.
	"I am cumming now," he said, between grunts, letting
his semen gush onto her legs.   He held his prick
tightly,  until he and poured himself onto her body.
	He lay down next to her as they held each other
close.   He got up to use the chamber pot. He then
took a damp cloth to wipe them both down.   They lay
next to each other for an  hour.   Suddenly, Lord
Gallo Nero arose and got dressed.    He offered Chloe
her clothes.
	He declared, "You have to go back to  your husband
now.  It would not do for him to awake and find that
you are not there."	 
	A few hours earlier, Lady Gallo Nero spent the
evening laughing and dancing with Carlos.   
After a signal from her husband,  she said, "Carlos, I
want to show you something." 
	She lead him to the room he was supposed to share
with Chloe for the night.  
	"Where is Chloe?"  he asked.
	"Chloe will be down later.  I want to show you
something else."
	"What?"
	"This."  
	She unbuttoned her dress and let it fall on the
floor.   She sat on the bed in her petticoat. 
	"Take me!"  she urged.
	"But what about Chloe?  She might find us."
	"Don't worry about Chloe. She is fine.  Worry about
me."
	She crawled over to him on her knees.   She pushed
against his breeches, undoing his belt. When she
pulled his breeches down, she was able to assess his
prick.
	"Better than I expected.   I need you to use it on
me."  she said.
	"How?"
	"Any way you want to.  You don't need to be careful. 
 I am well past the age where I might have a child."
	Carlos was relieved to have a woman he could finish
inside.   He looked at Lady Gallo Nero.   Her breasts
sagged slightly, but she was once almost as pretty as
Chloe.  She certainly knew how to use her tongue on
him.    Neither Chloe nor any of his servants came
even close in oral skills.  Within minutes, she had
him bigger and harder than a stick of wood.  He
gripped her head, holding it over him.   Her lips had
him at the peak of lust.
	He pulled back.
	"Stand up and turn around."  he ordered.
	She immediately complied,  hoping he had something in
mind.   He pushed her against the bed.  He lifted her
petticoat above her waist.  He moved his hands around
her pussy, massaging it from behind.   
	He declared, "I'm going to take you from behind, and
I'm not going to be gentle about it."
	"You don't have to be gentle with me, senior.  I like
it any way."
	He roughly jammed his prick home.  She emitted a
sharp squeak as he entered her.  He followed that with
a series of pounding thrusts, which had her squeaks
turn into a breathless series of squeals.   
	"Do me!  Do me!  Do me as hard as you can."   she
demanded, breathlessly. 
	He reached around to pull her tits, using them as
levers to guide her motion.  He pinched  and squeezed
them. He slapped her ass.  She was lost in series on
orgasms.   She had no consciousness of where she was
or whom she was with.  All she was aware of was the
pleasure saturating her body.   
	As Carlos and Lady Gallo Nero banged at each other,
they made more noise than a pair of randy cats.  
Other guests whispered to each other as they walked to
their rooms,   with their own spouse or somebody
else's. 
	Carlos was happy he was pleasuring Lady Gallo Nero,
but the time had come to please himself.  He moved
into her more rapidly than ever, until his body became
a blur.   He grunted as he pushed himself over the
edge, into orgasmic ecstasy.   
	 With each burst, he urged himself on, saying ,
"More, more."
	Each surge brought additional pleasure.   He thought
he was done, but he was able to generate a few more
spasms, until he was finally empty.
	He pulled out of her, letting her fall face down on
the bed.  He pulled off her petticoat, and pushed her
naked body onto the bed.  He removed all his close,
and joined her, holding her close.
	"That was absolutely fantastic, sir."  she whispered.
	"I know,    but what makes you sure I'm finished
yet?"
	He moved his body against her.  He kissed her
pendulant breasts, making her sigh softly.
	"Do you like that?"  he asked.
	"Yes, you can do that all night."
	He touched her pussy, still wet from his cum.   She
sighed some more.  
	"Do  you like that?"
	"You can do that all night, too."
	"Then we are not finished."	
	"But what about you?"
	"Feel my tool."
	Sure enough,   his prick expanded rapidly in her
hand, until it was almost as big as before. He moved
on top of her.
	"Open your legs.  I want you the old fashioned way."
	She complied, and he entered her wet slit.   As he
thrust inside, he changed rhythms, to vary his pace. 
She bent her knees to allow her greater leverage. 
Soon she was returning to the heights of orgasmic
bliss.  She started roaring.  
	"Yes!   Make me cum!  Arrh!"  she screamed.
	He was in no hurry.  He took is time.   But she was
in a hurry.   She pushed up with her pelvis,
increasing her pressure.   She climbed the orgasmic
mountain again, more slowly than before, but higher.  
She panted through her release.   He mashed her tits
as he banged into her. 
	At first he wanted to stay with her, but her passion
left him no reason to delay any longer.  His prick
expanded until it filled every crevice of her womb. 
Just when he felt it could not get any bigger, it
exploded.   Cum flew out.   His pleasure was more
intense  but less prolonged than before.  
	"I'm cumming.   Take it!"  he grunted.
	"Yes, fill me up."  she grunted in reply, pushing up
against him.  	
	After they were finished, he pulled out and held her
tight.  For several minutes she held him too.   But
she heard the villa clock and realized what she had to
do.   She kissed him, climbed out of bed, put on her
petticoat and dress, and was gone.  She did not even
have time to fasten the dress properly.  
	A few minutes after Lady Gallo Nero left, Lord Gallo
Nero escorted Chloe back to her room.    She found her
husband sound asleep.    She removed her outer
garments, got into the bed, and fell asleep herself.
	The next morning Carlos and Chloe dressed and joined
the other guests for breakfast.  Several guests
whispered to Chloe that her husband was a very loud
sleeper.
	"What do you mean?"  she asked.
	"Well, as we walked past your room, we heard two
people making love like lions."
	Chloe blushed.   
	"Yes, we can get quite passionate, sometimes."
	Madame Pollenta whispered, "You must come and visit
us, sometime.   Sir Pollenta and I would love to have
the benefit of your experience."
	It did not take Chloe long to realize that Lord and
Lady Gallo Nero had seduced  her and Carlos  for their
own pleasure.   
	On  the way back to their own villa, Carlos and Chloe
made the maid ride on top with the coachman so they
could talk.
	"Do you think we should accept the invitation of Sir
Pollenta and his wife?"  Carlos asked.	
	"Why?   So Sir Pollenta could have sex with me while
you bang his wife?"
	"His wife is not even pretty."
	"Neither is Sir Pollenta.   But they suspect we did
something with Lord and  Lady Gallo Nero."	
	"Did you have sex with Lord Gallo Nero?"
	"Yes, but he was a gentleman about it.  He pulled out
because he did not want to make me pregnant.   Did you
have sex with Lady Gallo Nero?"
	"Yes, but I did not have to be a gentleman.   She
said she as too old."
	"What a relief for you."	
	"I don't like the idea of you have sex with other
men."
	"Lord Gallo Nero is the riches proprietor in the
valley."
	"My mother comes from one of the oldest houses in
Tiramasu.  We have almost as much land as he does."
	"Thanks to the dowry from my step-mother the Duchess.
  We owe fealty to my father the Duke, not Lord Gallo
Nero. "	
	"I still don't like you have sex with other men,
especially a man like Lord Gallo Nero."	 
	"But you think it is all right for you to have sex
with other women?"
	"Yes.  A man has certain rights."
	"Well as the daughter of the Duke,  I have certain
rights, too.  If you don't want me to have sex with
other men, you have the power to stop it. "
	"How?"
	"All I want is the same attention you give to Lady
Gallo Nero.  You have the power right there. "   
	She rubbed his crotch, gently.
	"But you might get pregnant,  and you would give
attention to the baby."
	"You can't be a gentleman with your own wife?"
	"You want me to avoid getting you pregnant?"
	"Yes.  We are young.   We can have another baby if we
want.  I can even go to the priestess of Aphrodite to
get a magic stone which make it hard for me to
conceive.   But right now,  all I want is you. If you
satisfy me properly,  I'll never look at another man."
	"The priestesses of Aphrodite are just whores."
	"Nonsense.    Whores are slaves.   The priestesses
are free gentlewomen who are forsworn marriage in
order to serve mankind."
	The priestess served a variety of spiritual,
therapeutic, and sexual functions,  all  to honor the
goddess of sex and family.   Chloe might have become a
priestess herself if he had not married Carlos.  
However, she was a bit disturbed when she realized
that many of the priestesses sought sexual relief from
each other.   For such women, marriage was not
appropriate.  
	Throughout this conversation,  Chloe was gently
fondling Carlos's crotch.   She smiled as she realized
that his bulge was enlarging under hand.   She found
the buttons fastening his breeches.    She extracted
his prick.
	"This belongs to me, " she said.
	She pulled up her skirts and climbed onto his lap.
	"And this belongs to you."
	She eased herself down is expanding penis.   Carlos
loved what she did to him.   He closed his eyes to
wallow in the pleasure.   The carriage bounced along
the road,  giving them an  extra jolt.   Soon, Chloe
was cooing with the pleasure surging through her
loins. 
	Suddenly,  Carlos cried out, "Get off.  I am going to
cum."
	Chloe fell onto the seat,  and grabbed his prick.   
She resolved to use her mouth on her husband, just as
she tried to do with Lord Gallo Nero.   She enjoyed
sucking out fountains of cum.    She even leaned over
to kiss it,  savoring its sweet taste. 
	He said, "You never used your mouth on me before."
	She replied, "There are many things I've never done
before.  If you dedicate your prick to me,  I will do
what ever you want me to do.   I'll even have another
baby."
	Carlos and Chloe reduced their encounters with
others.    He occasionally would find solace in his
maids if Chloe was pregnant or nursing, and Chloe
would even seek out a footman if Carlos was away, but
they definitely preferred each other.  They did not
regard sex with a servant as cheating, since they
controlled the servants anyway.  Neither had another
encounter with Lord or Lady Gallo Nero.  Because of
his land and wealth, Carlos was finally honored as Sir
Carlos.   Chloe eventually had a total of  five
children, three of whom survived until adulthood.

  


	
		
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