Adventures of a Victorian Governess

The next morning Lady Blackheart invited me to her parlour. She sat down and looked at me "Emily, I would like you to take the children over to my sister's house in the next county for a few days, she wishes to see them."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Be careful when you are there. My sister does not approve of our way of life and you should be cautious when speaking of our ways around her. She does love her niece and nephew, however, and the children enjoy their time there."

She smiled, "take Susan with you as well, she has friends there amongst the staff."

I nodded and the day was spent getting ready to go.

The next morning we set out on our journey and got to the Blackheart's sisters house at teatime. As we drove up to the house, I couldn't help but be impressed by the beautiful grounds. Lord and Lady Wishton's estate was at least the equal of the Blackhearts.

The house itself was also very grand with countless rooms and servants. I met the mistress of the house who was a little older than Lady Blackheart with a streak of grey hair amongst her dark locks. I could see the resemblance to my own mistress and I couldn't help a small flutter of attraction.

Lady Wishton addressed me formally, "hello, you must be the new governess to my sister's children. You are most welcome here, feel free to enjoy the house and gardens. His lordship is away at present." Then in a different tone said, "I do hope you have not picked up any of my sister's bad habits."

"No, ma'am." I said while blushing. The things I had experienced at the Blackhearts flashed through my mind. "I'm a good girl."

She smiled, "good. our children can play together and our own nanny can supervise. Perhaps you can join me for dinner later?"

"I would like that," I replied.

Susan and one of the house maids led me to my room and helped me unpack. Susan whispered to me confidentially, "Lady Wishton can seem quite stern but she is very kind at heart and adores the children. His Lordship is not so friendly, it is fortunate he is not here."

Susan added that she has a number of friends amongst the staff and that if I was at leisure, I could join them. My position in the world felt confusing at times, I was not technically a servant but also not a proper lady. Susan was someone I was increasingly drawn to and I felt could be a friend. Spending more time with her was not a chore and I eagerly agreed.

"I will come and get you after dinner," Susan said with obvious pleasure, "I'd love to introduce you to David, one of the coachmen here."

Lady Wishton and I had a wonderful dinner. She asked me to a great degree about the Blackhearts children and how their education was progressing. She told me how the Blackheart and Wishton children, also a boy and girl, got on famously and she loved having them together. In a much more reserved way she also asked how her sister fared and hoped that she was in good health.

"Lady Blackheart has been the most wonderful mistress." I gushed.

Lady Wishton gave me a sideways look, "I'm sure she has."

After dinner, Susan collected me and took us up the backstairs to the servants quarters in the gables. She knocked on one of the doors and I was taken aback a little when we were greeted by a large, shirtless, muscular black man who seemed to fill the frame. On seeing us his face split into a huge smile and he ushered us in. "Dear Susan, it's wonderful to see you, I heard we had visitors from the Blackhearts and hoped you were among them." He looked very pleased to see her.

Susan looked delighted too and I could see that they were good friends. Turning to me she said "this is Miss Emily Summers, the new Governess for the Blackheart children."

He bowed, "hello Miss Summers, I am David, please sit". There were two beds in the small room, I sat on one and Susan and David were on the other.

David was only wearing trousers and was bare-chested and had a magnificent physique. My mind immediately started to wonder what the rest of him was like.

Susan smiled at my barely concealed lust while her hand stroked across David's chest. David tipped Susan's chin upwards and kissed her, their tongue's merging. I hardly knew what to do with myself, my heart pounding.

Susan looked directly at me and offered her hand, "join us tonight."

How could I refuse?

I crossed the room and sat on the other side of David. Susan was rubbing his manhood through his trousers. My eyes widened when I realised how big it was. "Oh my", I whispered.

Susan looked at me with lust in her eyes, "you are in for a treat Emily." I believed her.

Susan unbuttoned David's fly, reaching in to grasp his rod. My own hands were stroking his vast chest. David's large hand gently cradled my cheek as he lowered his head and kissed me. It was delightful. His tongue explored my mouth and mine his.

As we kissed, Susan had exposed David's member, it looked enormous in her small hand. David's breath caught a little as Susan put it in her mouth and her head bobbed down on the bulb.

David's hand cupped one of my breasts through my dress. I could feel my nipple stiffen at his touch. "Mmmm," is all I could murmur.

I was mesmerised by Susan's obvious delight, almost worship, of David's manhood. I had to try this myself. I broke from David's embrace and knelt alongside Susan. She held him by the base, offering me the head. I could barely get my mouth around the head. Oh lord, this was making my nether regions wet and tingly. Susan licked the shaft and even sucked on one of the balls while I slurped the black bulbous tip.

Susan clearly thought we were in too many clothes and started to unbutton my dress. Pulling it down to reveal my breasts, she suckled and nibbled gently on one of my nipples. David was clearly enjoying this, he had such a look of lust on his face.

Susan slipped out of her own maids uniform, and pushed David back onto the bed. I was almost distressed not to continue with sucking that magnificent penis. "It's alright," said Susan, "It's time you got him inside you." The glee on her face!

Mixed emotions filled my mind, of course I wanted him inside me but it was so big, would it split me in half? "Be brave," I said to myself and swung my leg over to straddle him. I reached behind me and guided his rod to the entrance of my slit. Susan mounted David too, lowering herself onto his face.

Thankfully I was very wet as I impaled myself on his manhood. "Oooooh", I cried out as I slowly filled myself up. Looking over, David was enthusiastically lapping at Susan's special button. Her eyes were closed and she was clearly enjoying herself.

I started to bounce up and down on David, burying him deep. Damn he was something else!

After a few minutes of this, I discovered that if I ground down into his pelvis it created even better sensations. Continuing to grind, gripping David's muscular chest, I felt those special waves of pleasure rising inside me. The sight of Susan getting licked only spurred me on. In a few minutes, the waves of ecstasy rose quickly and I cried out loudly, white lights momententarily blinding me in the that special moment.

I was gasping and panting, still sitting on David's pole as I witnessed Susan moan and squirm herself, her legs shaking uncontrollably. As she started to recover and opened her eyes, I leant forward and kissed her.

Susan looked at me and said pleadingly, "I need that thing inside me too."

As her faithful sister I could not deny her and I climbed off David, releasing that wondrous rod. Susan positioned herself on all fours on the bed. David, smiling, took his cue and got behind her. I couldn't help myself, I gave his manhood a quick lick, tasting myself before guiding it into Susan's cunny. David gripped her hips firmly and thrust himself in roughly, grunting as he did so.

He pounded away and I wiggled myself beneath Susan so that my face was inches from her slit. David was mercilessly thrusting his full length in and out making Susan moan with each one. I reached out my tongue, licking Susan's button as that huge black tool pistoned above me.

I felt Susan's hand stroking and fingering my own wet slit, even as she took this rough, seemingly relentless, pounding. This was wonderful and yet another otherworldly experience. David sped up to a frenzy, grunted loudly and withdrew his manhood from Susan and spraying streams of pearly semen on her backside and my face and hair. I had to close my eyes it was so forceful and once he'd finished I could feel it dripping down my face and I could barely open one eye.

As David and Susan climbed off the bed, I noticed that the door was ajar. Strange, I thought we'd closed it. It was then I thought I glimpsed Lady Wishton, just for a second. Surely not?

David offered me a cloth and I was able to wipe his spunk from my face. We then all three cuddled on the bed for a time. Oh the bliss of such company. After a time, I returned to my own room and slept and dreampt of such things as we'd done that night.

The next day at breakfast, Lady Wishton was friendly but seemed very distracted and strange. "I pray you slept well Miss Summers?" she enquired.

"Very well, thank you." I replied. I was still wondering if I did, indeed, see her at the door the previous evening? If it was her, surely she would have stopped us? I felt it best to assume it had been my imagination.

We continued with small talk before Lady Wishton wished us luck on our journey back and said that she hoped to see us again soon. I felt she meant it. I, for one, would be happy to return.