Preamble..

genus Melissa Garforth-Thomas was a very fortunate immature woman some twenty dollar bill and three years of age.. Virtuous, Handsome financially batten down She had received a very generous gift of property in her Great Aunt Melissa's will due to her parent's foresight in naming her after the old lady and her parent's subsequent divorce which the old madam abhorred. Hence Melissa was very well set up with a handsome fiancé and a marriage to plan as soon as he returned from the new world.

Scorned.

One sunup Melissa was sitting in her parlour reading quietly when her maid Rosie rushed in.

"Miss, misfire the"Majestic's"in she shouted.

The"Majestic,"with Tom G. E. Moore, her stand for married man aboard had arrived on the tide and was now moored at the town quay.

"Oh my lord, quickly I must get dressed,"Melissa cried and she rushed around aimlessly as Rosie looked out her best walking out dress.

An 60 minutes later and transformed into a vision of fairness Melissa was able to relax and await her swell's arrival.

She waited, and waited. eve came and went and the good morning saw her again dress in her best wearing apparel to await him.

By high noon her patience was exhausted, she put on her walking shoe, took her parasol and clasp bag and set Forth River for the harbour.

Majestic was lying battered and bruised against the haven wall, her sails stained and torn, new timbers inserted where old 1 had been swept away and left unpainted and generally tired and wan.

dockhand struggled to put down her. Melissa watched from a distance before approaching the matelot guarding the aft gangplank.

"Could you pass a communicating to Mr Tom Marianne Moore please,"she asked politely.

"Cap'n's meddling mam, but if thee has a bill I'll see he has it."he replied.

genus Melissa swiftly wrote,"Tom, why have you not called on me ?"she put and signed it.

She slowly made her way homeward only too aware of the prurient stares of the sailors who have been deprived of feminine society for week if not months.

She had not been home long when a letter arrived,"My dearest genus Melissa"she read, a few lines of banality followed and then"mustiness unfortunately due to my own indiscretion end our understanding and betrothal,"She stared in give tongue to disbelief.

"Aggghhhh !"she wailed.

Rosie came running,"What ever is it Madam ?"Melissa handed her he tone."I can't read Miss."

"He has scorned me for another,"Melissa explained angrily.

"What overseas Miss ?"Rosie asked,"Maybe he turned queer Miss, all those endearing big manly men."

"Oh really you fool."genus Melissa snapped.

"fountainhead I expect he needed to get his end away like valet de chambre needs to, '' Rosie suggested.

"What are you wittering on about ? '' Melissa demanded.

"Gentlemen miss, they balls fills up wi tinder and they has to let fly or they might burst. ``

"Don't be so ridiculous ! '' Melissa cautioned.

"Me farcical ?"Rosie gasped,"What do you sleep with, you never fucked no one, well I have, I 'ent wasting the best old age of me lifetime saving me maidenhead is I, I reckon you're the fool young lady if I may say so no discourtesy mind.

"Don't be immaterial Rosie,"genus Melissa warned, but she felt tempestuous, an abandon touch sensation spread within her, hope of companionship, children, love life and passion drifting away leaving an aching vacuum within her."What is it like ?"

"fountainhead first time it hurt like hell but it were worth it,"Rosie said.

"Worth it ?"genus Melissa asked.

"well he paid me a guinea for me honour,"Rosie said,"And after why I could stick me fingers up or a rolling pin and pleasure me self."

'' That 's disgusting ! '' Melissa cried.

'' Should have held out for More but I were of age so it were n't wrong, legal like, and I wanted to see what it were similar, like.

"Oh, so no lovemaking or mania,"Melissa queried.

"Oh don't get me wrong Miss, when there's a nice live rooster up me and a valet holding me crushing me whatsits against his chest whispering sweet nothings that's like Shangri-la on earth."

"Really, and when you get caught with a child ?"Melissa enquired haughtily.

"I know's a gipsy Miss,"Rosie said enigmatically,"You want's to lose your honour and have some fun Miss !"

"Get out you impertinent wretch !"Melissa snapped."keep out of my way if you know what's practiced for you.

It was not Rosie's impertinence but the the true she spoke which riled her. genus Melissa often suffered at the hands of a hungriness to fill the emptiness within her. Her tit would become roused and secernment intended to serve ease a extremity within would leak uselessly from her.

Melissa wandered to her bed chamber and angrily began to undress. She was had nowhere to go so she slipped off her jacket and farsighted skirt and shouted for Roise to help her with her tightly buttoned blouse and her pissed corsets.

"You said I should keep away,"Rosie reminded her.

"Hold your tongue and help me,"genus Melissa ordered.

Rosie busied herself placing the jacket crown and skirt on a hanger before undoing Melisa's corset lace."Oh that's better,"genus Melissa exclaimed as her bosoms were released from the up thrusting stays."Help me with my legging, they are very alright silk and we must not tear them,"Melissa added.

"All this pother for a man,"Rosie chuckled,"Then he don't want you,"she added as she gently peeled the silk stockings down genus Melissa's legs,"stupid person thing is a man would far rather thee hadn't no leg covering nor cypher on anyroad, no pantaloon just a smock he can bring up up to get to thee 's whatsits and turn over thee a seeing to."

"Just because you roam the streets entirely plain under your smock doesn't mean all men want their women to be such easy conquests."Melissa observed.

"Well if you'd have spread your legs for Captain Moore you'd have been wed be now, at least mutual law wed."Rosie pointed out.

"With fry and still abandoned more likely,"Melissa replied.

"No, I knows a gypsy I tell thee,"Rosie sighed,"You needs a estimable sightedness to miss and till you loses that purity of yours'you'll never know what you missed."

"Yes I thank you for that, obviously you have no feeling of what purity is to the civilised division,"Melissa said.

"And you has no notion of how courteous tis to be fucked, fact it's high meter you was busted subject young lady hoity toity."Rosie retorted.

Rosie was still pulling down Melissa's left legging when she saw red,"Tis meter you was busted open and that clip's now !"she snapped, as she wrenched genus Melissa's leg to one incline and reached up towards Melissa's cover conch,

"Stop that,"Melissa ordered but Rosie had reached inside genus Melissa 's Pantaloon and taken a firm grip of her pussycat cumulation.

"Thee likes it really,"Rosie chuckled as she pressed her pollex between the as yet unyielding kitty lips making Melissa gasp in surprise as she tried to deny the pleasure she was deriving.

"honey god arrest or I shall be ruined,"Melissa exhorted but Rosie's thumb was relentless in its pressure level and slowly fraction by fraction it slipped into Melissa's void.

"That's just a quarter round imagine a dick ten times the size,"Rosie laughed, but in truth genus Melissa was now ruined, Rosie's pollex had unimpeded access as the membrane tore,"Oh my god you're sousing, you needs it so bad don't thee fille ?"

"No I don't !"Melissa protested, but Rosie had reached for the hearth encounter with its slender jet black handgrip and withdrawing her thumb Rosie was able to slide the handle between Melissa's virgin pussy brim and deep into the waiting warm wet softness of Melissa's womb.

"plosive speech sound !"genus Melissa cried but it was too latterly, she was ruined, and impaled, and the feeling was exquisite.

Rosie went to take the copse but Melissa stopped her, and instead pressed the handgrip even more firmly inside herself.

"Oh god you evil wench what have you done !"Melissa protested but her touch sensation were running wild, her teat were enlarged and begging to be sucked but Rosie felt she could not be so forward as to hold so she merely watched as Melissa clumsily approached her first ever climax.

"Just opine if that was a overnice warm prick and he filled you up with nice warm putz juice !"Rosie looked on in amazement.

"Why should I refuse myself,"Melissa demanded,"What do I need with a husband when I could just suffer a man please me when I desire it ?"

"That ‘ ent natural young lady,"Rosie exclaimed,"mulct woman like you needs a husband."

"That's not what you said a moment ago is it ?"Melissa insisted.

"You still want's a man to provide for thee."Rosie added.

"But I have an income and a house, if I wed the belongings becomes my husband's,"genus Melissa explained.

"I suppose it does,"Rosie agreed,"I never thought of that !"

"So where shall I feel such men ?"Melissa asked.

Rosie thought a minute"They queues up outside the bawdry mansion down the docks, big lusty leghorn who hant had a bird for months."

"You are suggesting I become a cyprian ?"Melissa challenged.

"wellspring thee has the aspect for it,"Rosie admitted,"But thee asked where thee should get a man, three should have sold thee honour really."

"Oh get out of my visual modality !"Melissa snapped and Rosie scuttled away.

Which left Melissa with the fuzz brush. She idly rubbed her pussy with the bristles before deciding decorum was required whereupon she bolted the bed chamber door to afford some privacy before once again easing the handle of the brushwood inside herself. It was too lithesome, she decided, so she tried her fingers, but they were too unawares. She needed a man. Or at least a cock, maybe two, or three. life story was passing her by. It was time to guide action.

"Rosie where is my caligraphy set !"Melissa shouted abruptly.

Rosie came running but found the bed chamber door bolted

"In the parlour miss !"she replied.

"good,"Melissa agreed and went down to part her schoolmaster plan.

commencement she drew up with her own quill pen a letter requesting a way for respective days commencing at the earlier meter at an Hotel adjacent to the townsfolk quay, one frequented mainly by Matelots, as sailor were then known, who generally hired the room by the hour and by fallen women who preyed upon the Matelots.

Then with calligraphy brushes she she created on lowly section of thick card a great phone number of visiting card with her gens upon them offering a great variety of carnal serve, leaving the address blank. It was late into the night when she capitulated to weariness and the failing of her lamps and completed the task.

She bathed and went to her bed whereupon after a few moments of pleasure afforded by her own thumb she fell into a trench sleep.

With the first light she had Danvers here elderly and completely impotent Ostler/ driver/ jack of all trades /general factorum/ man servant accompany Rosie to deliver the letter to the diverse hotels at the town quay and Word a worthy room.

poor Rosie was mortified, but with the morning time only occupy dockworker loading and unloading ships and grueling working Matelots engaged in ship maintenance were to be found abroad while a few bibulous spent Matelots sprawled in recess as prey for pickpockets and Jenny men and worse.

Rosie secured a way at the Grand Praed, yes that is how they spelled it, Hotel and hurried back to the House.

Melissa swiftly added the address and room phone number to her lineup in duncical pencil and instructed Rosie to fork over them to the field of the Town quay and especially to the Majestic and Tom Moore and to throw Danvers accompany her.

Melissa sat back and waited. In her nightdress, brush in hired hand, legs apart, experimenting with pressing the brush handgrip outwards and her finger inwards against her nub until tingles engulfed her entire body.

Rosie returned presently,"You going to spend all day wanking misfire ?"Rosie demanded.

"I may well, why ?"she asked

"You ought to draw the drapery then as family can see in and see your whatsits and that, you 'll frighten the horses."Rosie replied.

"Don't be so impudent, find cook and have her prepare a late break fast if you please,"Melissa ordered.

A pleasant cockcrow ensued, Coffee, toast with jam, a racy novel, a pacify wank and day dreams of what a large rearing well muscled tool would find like inside her took her easily until dejeuner time of very near when suddenly with a auditory sensation like thunder she found her strawman room access assailed vigorously.

Danvers answered only to be swept aside the moment the bolt was withdrawn, and a very angry, red faced Tom Moore stormed by Rosie and burst into the drawing off room completely un announced."What in Supreme Being name is the meaning of this ?"Tom demanded brandishing one of genus Melissa's cards.

"My new business speculation,"Melissa explained, as she sat in her arm chair dressed in only her night gown."Do you approve."

"Are you quite mad ?"he asked.

"Her is sir, quite mad,"Rosie agreed.

"No sir, I need a man, and it seems sea men have such penury for char that they pay for the exclusive right,"she explained as if to an imbecile,"Therefore I intend to featherbed my needs for a man and grow rich at the same time."

"What in gods name has got into you ?"he demanded.

"Her hair copse, she been wanking wi'it all morning,"Rosie replied,"Her stuck it up herself and lost her award when you scorned her sir."

"I didn't scorn her, I have been with another,"he pleaded.

"If you don't want me there are K who do,"Melissa exclaimed."I am afraid I don't receive gentlemen her generally, but as you are obviously in some distress Rosie will take away your two guinea fowl and we can do the deed forthwith.

"Two dago !"Tom exclaimed.

"Cheap at the price considering she never had a cock before,"Rosie piped up,"You can do me for sixpence !"

"You astound me !"Tom exclaimed.

Rosie took Tom's handbag which was secured to his belt and took two aureate French Guinea coins,"There that's ma'am paid for, her en't wearing no pantaloons so drop thee trews and get stuck in."

"Rosie !"Melissa exclaimed.

"Damn you all I shall do just that ! '' Tom cried, and though he was slowed considerably by having to remove his sea iron boot and dense sea trousers he soon stood before genus Melissa naked from the waist brandishing a heavyset rampant cock some eight to ten inches long.

genus Melissa's nerve almost failed her but Tom grabbed her like she was a sack of metric grain and positioned her on the edge of the chair, her stage spread wide and thereupon he speared her.

Her untrained muscles protested the intrusion, but his quick live well muscled dick was all she had imagined and more. He thrust urgently within her, workweek of abstinence driving his passion until with a supreme sweat he expelled copiously within her.

"Oh, is that it ?"Melissa exclaimed as he withdrew long before she had a prospect to achieve her peak.

"Sorry,"Tom apologised,"I don't know what came over me."

"He's too eager miss,"Rosie opined,"Give him a few hour and he can try again."

"Try again, I want a man who can gratify me !"Melissa complained.

"well,"Rosie exclaimed."You could always do what as you said and come a harlot, have them queueing outside the door so when one's done some other can throw a go ?"

"Rosie !"Melissa rebuked her.

"Don't be so stupid, I forbid it entirely !"Tom exclaimed.

"You sir have no say in the matter,"genus Melissa declared,"Indeed if you have not recovered within on quarter hour I shall avail myself of the number 1 useable rampant member I encounter as I speculation forth to the town quay."

"Don't worry sir, I'll aid thee,"Rosie declared. She took the H2O jug from the bedside board and taking a textile she carefully washed Tom's sadly deflate member before kissing its flaccid tip.

It remained unmoved so she cupped his testes and grasped the calamus firmly. It began to move very slightly so Rosie knelt before him and ran her tongue up the ridge on the underside of the gibe. The enlargement swiftly became a full-of-the-moon proceeds to rampancy.

"There you are sir, you may go up my mistress again,"Rosie chuckled.

"And what if I desire to ride you instead ?"Tom asked.

"Oh sir you are a teasing !"Rosie laughed,"schoolmistress would net me."

"Oh no, you may bestride her if you prefer,"genus Melissa simpered.

"No Melissa, I want you !"Tom explained.

"My fortune perhaps,"she conceded,"wellspring you shall not have it, I shall bring pleasure with you when you are in port and with who so ever I shall choose when you are abroad."

"I,"Tom replied but then he let his member do the talking as he stepped forward and guided it unerringly into her waiting cavern.

"Kiss me,"genus Melissa demanded as Tom's phallus push against the far extremity of her womb.

"One does not osculate cyprian,"he retorted,

"Then I shall buck four guineas, two per entering,"she replied.

He grasped her cheeks in his hands and kissed he passionately.

"That's better, a lot intimately,"Melissa agreed,"I could easily become habituate to this."

"So you'll wed me ?"Tom asked.

"good Maker no,"genus Melissa replied as she wondered if a slightly shorter member of greater girth might delight her unspoilt,"We shall tell apart people we were wed abroad, but no legalities, no, go out my side and I shall find quilt elsewhere."

"So when I sail away ?"he asked.

"I shall attempt another, or some others,"she simpered,"Now show me why I should hold back you as my lover."

Tom's headway was spinning, genus Melissa's lover ? He wanted her fortune, not her physical structure, though in truth she was far from unacceptable physically, quite beautiful and snip, and to his utter jolt she was gloriously rapacious.

He shut his mind and before he knew he was swimming in a sea of expended germ as Melissa gasped with pleasure.

"That was rather pleasant,"Melissa admitted,"Shall you stay for dejeuner ? I may have need of you later."

"I must supervise my ship, I am sailing on Thursday,"he explained.

"You may pick out, cruise on Thursday or continue with me,"Melissa suggested,"For I shall not deny myself if you sail."

"Damn you cleaning lady !"Tom exclaimed and even as his member slid from Melissa he lofted her gown over her head to bare her entirely. Next he discarded his shirts and completely bared he lifted Melissa and deposited her further up the bed where she could slide beneath the bed covers.

"The ship can wait I need a remainder,"he declared as he slid in beside her. Maybe she would come one shot in time, he thought.

Melissa lay beside her man sated for the minute. She pondered, perhaps slightly more girth and more stamina would be preferred, but she would wait. And when he sailed away. Then perhaps she would find that knotty wider and less easily exhausted appendage.

The matter was firmly in his court.

He laid his school principal on her bosom and then idly turned over and began sucking her left teat.

And Melissa ?, well for now she was content