The Icelanders were different from other people. They were a society run entirely by women. Men were slaves, good for physical labor in the fields and around the houses and castles. Of course men were also good for recreational sex and a few men, studs, were also used for breeding. Only the studs were not given a vasectomy at puberty, so the Icelander women could fuck any slave without worry. Since slaves had no rights, any woman could fuck any slave if she wanted to, although, of course, it was good manners to ask that slave’s owner first.
Society was run entirely by women for their own benefit. Julie was a senior civil servant in the Icelandic Civil Service, responsible for much of the allocation of farming land among the woman farmers, and the allocation of male slaves to do the farm labor. As a senior member of the government she was in the upper-class of society and lived in a castle.
One of the other peculiarities of Icelandic female society was that the better-off you were, the fewer clothes you wore. This had started many years ago when only the richest women could afford to light sufficient fires to heat their draughty castles enough that they did not need to wear thick clothes, and so nakedness was associated with prosperity. Being naked carried the same signals as wearing a suit or military uniform might in some other societies, a sign of rank and importance. As the lowest class of all, slaves were always fully dressed, in cheap habits. Poor women would wear a kilt or a skirt and perhaps a shirt. Middle-class women would wear just a mini-skirt, with no underwear, or perhaps a pair of small tight shorts. And the upper-class would go naked. In winter, all women would wear long fur coats, but when they arrived at their destination they would take these off and be appropriately dressed for their level in society. So Julie would always be naked at work and around her castle, or when visiting friends.
Icelandic society also had an unusual attitude to masturbation. Since the richest women had many slaves, doing anything for oneself was considered low-class. Masturbation was no different. A governing class woman like Julie would never touch her own clit. Instead, like all other upper-class women, she had a special slave kept for sexual enjoyment known as her cock-man. If she felt aroused then she would call on her cock-man to do her bidding. So prevalent was this that in the upper classes the word ‘masturbation’ no longer carried any connotation of self-pleasure, and it simply meant having some sort of sex with your cock-man. Self-stimulation was for children and people who were too poor to have a cock-man.
A cock-man was not just a slave for fucking, a good cock-man would anticipate the sexual needs of his mistress and arrange suitable sexual situations and partners to ensure variety. And, it goes without saying, that a woman would often share her bed with her cock-man so that he would be available for masturbation at any time of the night.
A good cock-man was a major asset in another way. Traditionally, visitors to a woman’s castle would be entertained by the cock-man since they would not normally bring their own with them unless they were staying overnight. It was considered extremely bad manners for a guest to leave without having received at least one orgasm from the hostess’s cock-man. The best sex possible came from being with the best cock-men. Consequently, a woman with a good cock-man would get lots of visitors, eager not just to see Julie but to enjoy his rare skills as they socialized. A good cock-man could make a woman popular and well-connected in society.
Julie’s cock-man was called Magnus. He was excellent. One area where Magnus shone as a cock-man was that he could tell very erotic stories. He would lie with Julie in her bed and fuck her gently as he whispered an erotic story in her ear. And he would do the same for Julie’s guests, sometimes entertaining a whole crowd of them and arousing them so much that Julie would have to send for some more male slaves to come and masturbate her friends while Magnus told his wickedly naughty stories. At times he would arrange for actors and other slaves to perform one of his stories, or to arrange a special sexual occasion for Julie or her guests.
Julie kept a sexual diary in which she would record her sexual adventures and the entertainments that Magnus, her cock-man, would arrange. To show what life was like in Julie’s Castle, and in Icelander society in general, here are some extracts from Julie’s diary.
Quiet evening
I felt like having a quiet masturbate this evening so I took Magnus up to my bedroom early. I had him stand at the end of the bed and watch me as I lay on the bed. I parted my legs so that he had a good view of my cunt. I reached down and parted my lips a little so he could see the pink centre of my sexuality. I watched as he got turned on. His cock stopped dangling limply and started to firm up. I could feel my nipples getting hard too as I watched his cock start to rise. I called him over beside me and stroked his balls, feeling the shape of them in their firm sack. Magnus had shaved that day so he was really smooth and sensuous. His cock was so hard now that I could see it move slightly with his pulse, making a tiny jerk up every second or so. His knob looked appetizing so I took it into my mouth. I love licking his cock. When he was really excited I lay back on the bed again with my legs apart and told him to lick my clit lightly. As I got more turned on I could feel my body shivering with excitement. I asked him to pull the hood of my clit and lick me more roughly. That was so intense that I came in no time.
I pulled him up the bed between my legs and cuddled him against me as I felt his cock slide into my wet hole. Magnus started to tell me a little fantasy as he fucked me, about how I was not a senior member of the government in Iceland, but a slave in a temple where he was the high priest. This temple had ceremonies that involved various sexual rituals, such as being fucked in the market square in front of the whole village, or having to teach some celibate junior priests who had never seen a naked woman before.
He flipped me onto my front and re-entered me from behind, telling me that I was up against the altar being fucked by a novice priest who would graduate when he made me come. Magnus reached around me and started to strum my clit and soon he graduated as I had an intense orgasm that made my whole upper body flush pink. Magnus did not stop and soon I felt him pumping his hips hard against my ass as he came too.
I told him to stay the night in my bed since I might feel aroused in the morning and want to masturbate again before I got up. Besides, even though he is just a cock-man, I enjoy his company as we lie talking in the darkness until we fall into a deep sleep.
Romeo and Juliet
This evening, Magnus arranged a special performance of ‘Romeo and Juliet’ with a troupe of visiting actors. I sat on my usual gold chair in the main room and watched the first act. When they got to the balcony scene, Romeo climbed the tree to Juliet’s bedroom. Things really got interesting when the two teenagers playing Romeo and Juliet really did undress each other and start to fuck on Juliet’s bed. I was getting pretty turned-on watching Romeo’s big cock sliding in and out of petite Juliet’s cunt, and I felt Magnus’s head pushing between my legs as I watched. I spread my legs wide for him. I felt his fingers softly stroking and then parting my outer lips. Soon his mouth was on my clit and I had orgasm after orgasm as I watched Juliet lose her virginity on the stage while Magnus’s tongue danced on my clit and in the opening to my cunt. Another interesting scene was when Juliet went to the friar to get the poison. The friar insisted on a blow-job before he would give it to her. He hoisted up the skirt of his monk’s habit and had the most enormous cock I can remember seeing. Juliet soon had it rock hard in her mouth. I called Magnus over and took his cock in my mouth so that I had the pleasure of a hard cock in my mouth while watching Juliet make the friar come, spurts of white shooting several feet across the stage.
After the troupe had gone, Magnus told me how he had spent an enjoyable half-hour fucking the actress playing Juliet when she had come round for her audition. As always I found it really arousing imagining Magnus fucking another woman. I lay on my front as he described the scene. I felt him straddle my ass and felt his cock hard between my ass cheeks. He moved back and slipped his cock between my legs from behind. As he told me how he had fucked Juliet, I rolled my hips forward and he slid his cock into my engorged cunt. While he fucked me he reached underneath my body and held my clit between his finger and thumb until I came again. Shakespeare was never like this when I was in school.
Walk and café
I went walking in the hills with some friends since it was such a lovely day. There were several of us. A couple of my friends persuaded me to bring Magnus along so that he could amuse them with one of his signature erotic tales during our walk. It was unusual to be out and about with a cock-man during the day but we were up in the deserted mountains so that seemed fine. Magnus told this story about how we ran a school for training young teenagers in the arts of sex. It was very arousing as he described how he undressed the girls and initiated them into cock sucking, and being licked and fucked. After they had graduated from the course, he would tell them, they should no longer touch their own clits but should find a slave to give them an orgasm. We all remembered being given that lecture when we were young teens, henceforth banned from the lower-class activity of stroking our own clits and having to learn to be grown-up and masturbate using slaves. After that, he described me initiating the boys and giving them a guided tour of my body, before spreading my legs for their hard little virgin cocks. These were all boys who had been selected to become future cock-men and I was in charge of their very first training. Magnus carried on and described how each of the women on the walk had some part in the training course of these cock-men, teaching them how to lick a woman’s cunt or to fuck a woman up the ass, or the finer arts of fucking a woman while she is blindfolded.
We all went for a cup of tea in a small café. Unusually we were served by a woman rather than the normal male slave. She must have been lower class since she wore a T-shirt but when she bent forward in front of Magnus, her loose T-shirt fell open at the V-neck and he could see her nipples, which was a display a bit above her station in society. Since women rarely went out with their cock-men to a café like that, I think that Magnus must have been an unusual and arousing sight for her. Anyway, I decided to be generous and let her get fucked by Magnus as a tip. She cleared a table in the café and Magnus sensuously undressed her and lay her down naked on the table. First he nibbled on the nipples that she had been showing off to him earlier. But soon Magnus’s face was buried in her red pubic hair, his practiced tongue bringing her to orgasm quickly while we all watched. Magnus pulled her forward so that her ass was right at the edge of the table, with her feet out on either side of her. You could tell from his hard cock that Magnus was turned-on by the juicy spectacle of her offered cunt, the lips pink with excitement. We watched as he slowly slid his cock into her wet entrance in a single long single movement, hearing her gasp with pleasure. Then he started to fuck her, slowly at first, then getting faster and faster, his hips rocking back and forth between her spread thighs until she cried out in an intense orgasm. Finally, he moved around and put his cock in her mouth and let her make him come with her tongue. You could see from her amateurish movements that she had very little experience of gourmet sex at this level of quality. But soon he was coming, his white come dribbling down her chin. Of course, we were all turned on by then, but since Magnus was the only cock-man there it seemed selfish for me to masturbate with him there in the restaurant so we all went back to our respective castles.
Natasha
My friend Natasha from the other end of Iceland came to stay for a couple of days this weekend. She is ruling-class, working for the government like me. Unusually, though, for someone of her standing in society she doesn’t have a personal cock-man of her own. She thinks that it is too boring to fuck the same person most of the time and instead prefers to fuck other people’s cock-men or simply to go to a part of town where the slaves go at night and choose one to take home to fuck her. She is a large woman, both tall and big-breasted, so looks impressively Amazonian as she strides around naked. I could tell that Magnus was especially attracted to Natasha, as she stood there with her blonde hair and her large naked melon-like breasts. Of course I was going to invite Natasha to take Magnus to her room to masturbate that night, since she was an overnight guest. But seeing how keen Magnus was and knowing Natasha’s enthusiasm for sex, I invited her to fuck Magnus soon after she had arrived. I went and found another slave to bring us some wine, and by the time I got back they were already enjoying each other’s bodies.
Natasha was kneeling straddling Magnus’s face as she sucked his cock. I could see Magnus’s tongue sinuously pushing between Natasha’s swollen lips before sucking her clit into his mouth. He reached up and placed a finger just inside the entrance to her cunt. She pushed back greedily taking his finger into her body. She started to stroke the shaft of Magnus’s cock as she licked the head, caressing his balls with her other hand. I sat down to watch the two of them fuck. Natasha moved around so that she straddled Magnus’s cock and lowered herself onto him. She was clearly already very wet and excited and so it did not surprise me that she came fairly quickly. She told me later that she hadn’t been very lucky in choosing good slaves to fuck recently, and so it was very exciting to be fucked by someone who was trained to a high standard.
Natasha beckoned me over and so I went and joined the two of them. While Magnus kissed me and stroked my clit, Natasha continued to fuck Magnus languorously. When she could see I was suitably excited, she lifted herself off Magnus’s cock. I stood over him and crouched down, keeping my feet on the floor and feeling my cunt relax under the pressure of his knob until it admitted his cock. Natasha moved around so she straddled Magnus’s mouth again, and held my shoulders for balance. So as Magnus lay on his back, the two of us squatted over his cock and mouth and he fucked us both. As I got close to coming, Natasha surprised me when she reached down and started to stroke my clit. The extra stimulation took me over the top immediately. Natasha stood up. Magnus’s face was very wet with Natasha’s juices where she had been rubbing her cunt all over him. I bent forward and kissed Magnus, my tongue playing with his, tasting Natasha on his mouth. I moved further up Magnus’s body, letting his cock come out of me. I felt Natasha behind me slide into place, presumably taking Magnus’s cock back into her cunt. Then she started to rock back and forth as I sat on Magnus grinding my cunt lips against his chest. I reached down and pinched his nipples hard. Magnus reached up and started to stroke my clit. Soon all three of us were coming.
As I had originally intended, I invited Natasha to masturbate with Magnus that night. But since I had left it too late to get another slave easily, instead she suggested that the three of us should just share one big bed. I found really arousing lying in the darkness feeling Magnus fucking Natasha so close beside me that they were pressing against the side of my body. I could have Magnus any time so it was easy to be generous to let her have Magnus as much as she wanted that night. And she turned out to want to have him a lot.
Gina and Ruth
My friend Gina came round to visit with her daughter Ruth, since she was in town from her home out in the countryside. She was not a member of the governing class so she was not naked, but was dressed in a tweed skirt and a blouse. Nor was Ruth naked, although like daughters everywhere she was trying to dress as scantily as she could get away with and still preserve the appropriate distinctions of rank, dressing in a short mini-skirt and a small tube top that barely hid her breasts.
Magnus offered us all a glass of wine and busied himself opening the bottle. Of course Ruth wanted a glass too and after a bit of argument with her mother she got her way and so Magnus served her a small glass of the excellent white wine.
Since Gina was not well-off enough to have her own cock-man, I offered her the thrill of being fucked by Magnus. After a polite refusal she allowed herself to be persuaded. Magnus kissed her and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, before unzipping her skirt and dropping it to the floor. She was wearing nothing underneath, being in the middle classes. As she stood in the middle of the room, Magnus knelt in front of her and parted her legs. I watched as Magnus’s pink tongue parted Gina’s pink cunt lips, watching her thrill as he found the pearl of her sex. Magnus continued to lick her adeptly until I saw her body shudder with what looked to be an intense orgasm. Soon Magnus had her on her back on the rug and was fucking her while Ruth and I watched her savor every moment. Ruth’s hand crept under the edge of her mini-skirt and I could tell she was itching to stroke her clit but also trying to be grown-up and not touch herself.
Afterwards, Gina sat back down on the sofa, not bothering to put on her clothes again. Ruth started to argue with her and insisted that she was also old enough to masturbate the grown-up way with a cock-man instead of her finger, and after a small tantrum Gina again gave in and agreed she could be fucked by Magnus.
Magnus went over to where she was sitting and pulled her tube-top over her head. He kissed her small nipples, making them into hard jewels crowning her small pointed breasts. He pushed her mini-skirt up around her waist. She wore nothing underneath, just a small patch of spass black pubic hair. She spread her legs, pulling Magnus’s head between her thighs, gasping as his tongue found its target. Soon she was shuddering in an orgasm just like her mother had done half-an-hour before, bucking her lithe body and thrusting her cunt into Magnus’s mouth. He stood up and pressed his hard cock into her opening, wet with his saliva and her cunt-juice. There seemed little resistance or discomfort so I surmised that it was not the first time that she had had sex. Soon Magnus was thrusting harder and faster into her as she cried out loudly, lost in the excitement as she came repeatedly. Magnus slowed down a bit and I could tell from his breathing that he was coming as he pumped his hips hard between Ruth’s young thighs.
As we all sat naked in the living room, Magnus refilled all of our glasses. Ruth was clearly enjoying being grown-up, having a couple of glasses of wine and her first fuck from a trained cock-man.
Rebecca and Ian
We had some planning work to do get done, and so today I had a visit from Rebecca. Like me she is a government worker, but she is a teacher in a nearby school. Since she became a deputy principal, she was almost of a rank to go completely naked. But she’ll have to wait until she is principal for that. In the meantime she just wears a small pink thong. Of course the school where she works is an all-girls school. Boys are educated in separate facilities where they learn the skill that they have been assigned so that they can be effective slaves. There is a special school for cock-men, where the most intelligent boys are sent. They are not just tutored in sexual technique, but also the arts, drama, music, conversation, gastronomy. In short, everything to make them the ideal woman’s companion.
Unusually, Rebecca had brought her cock-man Ian with her. He was very tall when he stood beside me and I was aware of the bulge of his cock in his habit, which was at the level of my belly. As a polite hostess I offered Rebecca the service of my cock-man Magnus, and she reciprocated by telling Ian to fuck me. It didn’t take long for Rebecca’s thong to be pulled to one side so that Magnus’s fingers could explore the intimate folds of her body. I was surprised to see that she removed all her pubic hair, the cleft of her sex emphasized by her smooth hairless mound, her pinkish inner lips like a small tongue poking through the mouth of her pale outer lips. Meanwhile Ian was stroking my breasts and making my nipples hard like pebbles. I reached down and held my outer lips apart for him so that he could lick my clit and he didn’t need to be told what to do. Soon it was hard as a pebble too. Not for the first time I praised the education in Iceland, especially for cock-men. As I slouched down on my gold chair, Ian slid his large cock into my wide-open cunt. I watched Rebecca kneel and then bend over until her shoulders were on the floor and her ass in the air, offering Magnus her body, her hairless cunt framed between her muscular thighs. Magnus knelt behind her and slid his cock into her. We had a race to see who could come first and Rebecca beat me by a few seconds, Magnus rolling her clit between his finger and thumb and quickly driving her excitement over the top. Ian stroked my clit very effectively and I came a moment later.
We sat there for a time, naked and reclined on the sofas. The topic of conversation got around to anal sex. Rebecca complained that she had never been able to enjoy it. I told her how I had the same problem until Magnus became my cock-man and then I started to enjoy its intensity. Obviously it was only polite to offer Magnus to fuck Rebecca up her ass. First Magnus warmed her up with his tongue, explaining that it was best to relax the body by having a couple of orgasms just before. After she had come, he bent her over the end of the sofa and spread her legs. She was worried that he was going to try to thrust straight into her ass, but drew a sigh of satisfaction as instead he pushed into her cunt. As he fucked her, he pushed his finger into her ass, massaging her tight asshole until it relaxed a bit. Magnus reached into a drawer in the nearby table and took out a butt plug, which he greased, and then slid into her asshole. As he continued to fuck her, he moved the butt plug in circles in her asshole, opening her up ready for his cock. He reached under her body, running a finger between her smooth lips until he found her clit. He started to stroke her clit fast. Rebecca got carried away with the excitement and barely noticed when Magnus removed the butt-plug and pushed his cock into her ass in one smooth movement. He started to fuck her ass more roughly now, at the same time continuing to stroke her clit. Rebecca was clearly very excited, pleased to be enjoying an ass-fuck for the first time in her life. As Julie watched Magnus fucking Rebecca up the ass, she felt Ian’s head at her knees. She spread her legs for him so that he could lick her clit as she watched Rebecca come. A minute later Magnus was coming, thrusting his cock deep into Rebecca’s distended asshole.
Rebecca then suggested that Ian should fuck me up the ass to make sure he had the technique right. I was happy to oblige and pulled my knees up to my shoulders as I lay on the rug. I guided Ian as he opened up my asshole by pushing first one and then two oiled fingers into me. I could see by how rock-hard his cock was that he was really turned-on by the thought of fucking my ass. When my body felt sufficiently relaxed, I turned over onto my front, stuck my ass in the air and guided his cock so that the point of his knob rested on the target of my asshole. He pushed and after a moment of resistance my asshole admitted his cock. It felt really wicked, as usual, being fucked up the ass, an especially intense feeling. Ian was so excited that he came very quickly, thrusting his hips hard between my cheeks. I came too, thrilled by the feeling of him pumping his come deep into my ass.
Blindfold
I had an odd experience today, to say the least. I was leaving the office where I administer the Icelander grazing rights when I was set upon by two people who pressed an impregnated cloth over my face and in a moment I was unconscious. When I came round, I was blindfolded so I couldn’t tell where I was. I could feel that I had cuffs of some sort on my wrists and they were fixed together behind my back. I could also feel some sort of cuffs on my legs, although I seemed free to move them. Suddenly I was pulled to my feet, my wrists were separated and I could feel that my arms were being fixed to the wall of the room above my head. Some sort of bar was attached to cuffs around my knees forcing my legs apart. I felt terrified and very vulnerable with my thighs spread and my sex unprotected, who-knew-what in front of me and just the unyielding cold hard wall behind me. Then someone was wiping my crotch with a sponge of warm water. I felt a sharp razor slicing through my pubic hair and I held myself rigid as the razor swept my lips clear of hair.
Next I felt warm oil being rubbed into my breasts. The hands moved lower until my shaved mound and my inner thighs were also oiled. The hands pushed between my legs, oiling between my lips and just in the opening to my sex and even oiling my asshole, a finger pushing just inside. The gentle handling felt good after the rough treatment I had been receiving. I wondered if it was a slave or a woman who was taking advantage of my body. Although I was terrified, I was also starting to get turned-on by the way I was spread-eagled against the wall, everything completely out of my control.
I was just wondering what would happen next when I felt two mouths on my breasts, two tongues playing with my nipples. Someone kissed my mouth, clearly a slave to judge by the roughness of his face. His tongue explored my mouth, playing with mine. A fourth tongue started to lick my sex, probing between my lips, reaching towards my clit, which felt like it was straining forward towards the tongue all on its own. The bar between my legs kept my sex spread wide, but in any case the licking was so enjoyable that I wouldn’t have wanted to do anything other than keep my legs apart. With the attention of four mouths, I felt totally sexual, and it took no time at all for the tongue on my clit to make me come as I continued to be kissed and to have mouths nibbling on my now-hard nipples. As the tongue between my legs continued to lick me the mouths went away from my breasts. Next, I felt fingers push smoothly into my oiled cunt. From the way they moved independently they were the fingers of at least two people. A finger on a third hand gently opened up my ass and pushed into my tight hole. It felt like there were six hands simultaneously fucking my cunt and ass, like a mass of snakes writhing excitingly inside my sex. Some of the fingers left my cunt and what felt like a cock started to push into me. At least one finger was still in my cunt too, wriggling in me as the cock slowly pushed in too. Another finger started to roll in small circles on my clit as the cock started to fuck me. With a finger on my clit, a finger in my ass, and both a cock and a finger moving in my cunt I came almost immediately, feeling my face flush hot underneath my blindfold. I love the feel of coming while standing leaning against a hard wall. The cock continued to fuck me and I was just about to come again when the cock and hands went out of me.
I felt myself being released from the wall and I was maneuvered so that I was bent double over a waist-high bar of some sort, my feet and hands attached to the floor, my ass up in the air. Only the bar at my hips stopped me falling over. I felt hands stroking the cheeks of my ass and then they were pulled roughly apart. Oil was rubbed on my asshole, and it started to tingle intensely. I was not surprised when I felt the head of a cock slowly pushing on the tight ring of my rear entrance. At first my asshole resisted but then it relaxed and admitted the cock, which slowly continued to creep in until I could feel balls pressed against my cunt lips. The cock started to slide in and out of my ass. Someone started to stroke my clit at the same time, and then I felt fingers in my cunt again as well. Someone pulled my head up and another cock started to thrust deep into my mouth. Obviously I came again almost immediately with such all-over stimulation.
After several orgasms all was quiet. I even wondered if I was alone in the room. But I felt the blindfold being removed and there was Magnus, who had obviously arranged the whole thing for my pleasure, knowing how turned-on I get by the idea of sex with complete loss of control. And I was in the main room in my own castle.
Susan
I was feeling a little unwell today so the duty doctor was summoned. It turned out that my friend Susan was on duty that day. She came into my bedroom, naked since she was a doctor and thus part of the upper-class. Her thin body looked pale against her long dark hair and the thick moustache of black pubic hair that hid her sex. I also caught sight of the glint of gold where she had a piercing in her navel. Looking down I could see another piercing, a small ring through the hood of her clit. She took my temperature and gave me some tablets to take. Magnus came in with some water for me to take the tablets with. As a matter of courtesy I offered Magnus to Susan, but doctors are always too busy and have to rush to their next patient. But she told me that I was her last patient before lunch, and she would prefer a gourmet fuck from my cock-man to a gourmet meal in some café on her way back to her surgery.
She lay down beside me on my bed and Magnus lay between us. Magnus stroked me with one hand while he stroked Susan with the other. Soon he had a finger on my clit and a finger on Susan’s, hooking his little finger through her clit-hood ring and pulling it off her clit so her clit was completely bare under his fingertip. With well-practiced skill he controlled our levels of excitement so that after a long slow buildup we both came simultaneously in powerful orgasms that made us tingle from fingertips to toes. Susan would have to go soon, so she rolled onto her back and pulled her knees up to her shoulders. Magnus took her feet and put them on his shoulders as he penetrated the cunt she was serving up to him. He reached down and wiggled her clit ring as he fucked her and in no time she was coming again. Susan told me I should be ill more often as she rushed off, a few minutes late for her next patient. I rolled over and straddled Magnus and pulled him between my legs since he hadn’t yet come. His hard cock slid easily into my cunt, my illness forgotten in my sexual excitement. I spread my legs wide so that his body tapped my clit on each thrust of his hips and managed to come just from fucking him, which does not happen that often. I pulled off his cock, bent down and took it in my mouth. I savored the taste of his cock mingled with the taste of my own juices. As I swirled my tongue around his knob, I stroked his shaft with one hand and slid the other between his legs to tease his asshole. Soon I tasted the jets of come on my tongue, listening to the excitement in his breathing as he had a long orgasm.
Room number
I had to go to an outlying island to sort out a problem to do with assignment of grazing land. Since it was a whole day’s journey I would be staying the night there. I thought of taking Magnus with me but in the end I decided I could manage one night without masturbating. At the inn there was a group of us. One slave was an agricultural supervisor of some sort. At some point, it had been a job of physical labor so had been assigned to a slave to do. Over time the job had changed and it would probably be upgraded to a woman’s job when the current slave, who was an older man, moved on to other things. Late at night I was in discussion with this slave and he suggested that we should carry on the discussion in my room. I was astounded that a slave would dare to suggest such a thing, but since I didn’t have my cock-man with me I thought that it might be amusing so I gave him my room number.
I was in my room when he knocked at the door and I let him in. He started to carry on the discussion about grazing options, but I cut off the small-talk and told him to take off his slave’s habit. His cock was already hard. I presumed that he had rarely, if ever, fucked an upper-class woman so this was very exciting for him. I lay back on the bed and spread my legs, offering him the sight of my cunt laid bare. I reached down, opened up my outer lips and started to slowly stroke my clit. He stood watching, slowly stroking his cock, which seemed to get even harder.
When I was nearly coming, I pulled him over on top of me. He jokingly asked me a question about grazing as his cock pushed into my wet depths. So I replied. It was very erotic trying to carry on a normal conversation about work at the same time as we were both getting more and more excited as we fucked. I pulled my legs up and wrapped them around his body so that his cock went deeper into me, and at the same time I explained some arcane detail of the law concerning shared grazing lands. He pinched my nipples hard as he explained that that paragraph did not apply in this particular case. I came, a quick orgasm in the middle of a sentence explaining that a different paragraph would then have to be operable. After a brief pause while I actually came, I carried on with the rest of the sentence. I decided to see if I could come next time without even pausing in the sentence. The back-and-forth on which clause of law was applicable in this case carried on while I started to get really aroused again from his cock thrusting deep into my cunt and tugging excitingly on my clit. I could have cheated by coming while he was talking but instead I came in the middle of an explanation of the impending new legislation. He was explaining how he would be retired by the time the new legislation was effective as he came, his hips thrusting hard between my outspread thighs. If nothing else, it was the most erotic work conversation that I have had.
I’m afraid Iceland isn’t really like that, but it is a fun place for a holiday. Don’t forget to vote for this story (and all the other ones you read); authors love the feedback.