Silk Stocking Stories

The hot Hertfordshire girl and her alter ego

I accompanied Vincent to his hotel room, trembling inside, my nerves threatening to blow my cover but outwardly I managed to appear calm and confident and sexy – I was the best escort in Hertfordshire I kept repeating to myself, I was Jodie, the hot Hertfordshire girl. We passed groups of businessmen and sexy Hertfordshire...

Not an escort for hire but a fantasist looking for thrills... dangerous liaisons continues

There was something intimidating about Vincent. It was clear just being in his company that other men avoided his eyes and that women were attracted to him. He gave off an air of refined menace, his manners exquisite but his aura threatening. I found him incredibly sexy and I had to keep reminding myself that...

A very independent escort in Hertfordshire...

The text message entitled “Female escorts Hertfordshire, latest lifestyle news” had sent a shiver down my spine. Was it a threat to Jodie or was it simply a statement of fact, a question as to Jodie’s whereabouts: “Jodie, I’m looking for you”. Well, Jodie was a hot Hertfordshire girl, she worked as a sexy...

Herfordshire Visiting Escort - or just a naughty nurse?

I was aghast at the vast number of lingerie items that Jodie had deposited in her drawers. There were plenty of bra and panty sets of all colours, fabrics and descriptions but there were also a number of more interesting items as well. With Jodie’s exciting Hertfordshire escort lifestyle she clearly needed to be at...

Sex in Hertfordshire for 'Jodie'?

I was shaking all over. It wasn’t like me to take any kind of risks and I certainly wasn’t known for a sense of adventure. I had rarely let myself go, either in or out of the bedroom and so to create this deception, taking a call from a stranger whilst pretending to be my...

A call in the middle of the night for the sexy Hertfordshire girl

I was awoken from a deep sleep by a phone call, the loud vibrating receiver in the hall apparently not prepared to desist from creating such a racket. After five rings I decided I had no choice but to answer. I checked the radio alarm on the bedside table and saw that it was two...

The naughty nurse and the hot Hertfordshire girl

It had taken years of dedication and doing without but I had finally earned my degree and had secured a job as a junior nurse in a top Hertfordshire Hospital. Better still I had been asked to work in the accident and emergency room where I knew the work and the day would be fast...

A last chance to enjoy sexy Hertfordshire girls

Claude du Valle was bundled past the waiting throng of lords and ladies, farmers and miners, sexy St Alban’s girls and clucking fishwives to the waiting police carriage. He would be transported directly to the court house of St James and from there he knew it would be a one way ticket to the...

Sex in Hertfordshire for the horny Highwayman

Du Valle was in his element, regaling the young beauty with tales of his daring do whilst removing her silk stockings and running his tongue the length of her leg. She was a pretty young thing with a look of innocence about her and indeed it had taken some persuasion before she would accompany...

Hertfordshire girls and a honey loving highwayman

Claude du Valle rode as fast as he could and as far as he could before he needed to stop and rest up, his horse rebelling against the constant use of the spur and the lack of food and water. He had ridden some distance, covering the hundred miles between Yorkshire and Hertfordshire in...

The good life and the sexy secrets

In fact Penelope had not left with Du Valle on some hair brained notion of adventure and romance. She had said goodbye to the highwayman and watched him ride off across the landscaped Capability Brown gardens, his horse’s hooves ripping up the manicured turf in one last ravishing of the possessions of Althorpe and...

A naughty young thing...

Charlotte rolled over in bed, her body covered with sweat, a satisfied smile on her face. Geofrey had been a much better lover than she could have imagined. She wondered what Penelope would think if she knew that she had pleasured her husband so lustily, and for so long.

Having been enjoyed by the...

The lord and the lusty lady

Outside in the hall the portly Geofrey, staggering from room to room in a drunken search for his wife, stopped in his tracks at the sound that he thought emanated from the bathroom. Was that really a woman’s scream? Was there an intruder? Were the women in danger? No hero, Geofrey decided that it...

Charlotte's lust for the randy Highwayman

An eerie silence had descended over the Yorkshire moors, home to Althorpe Hall and Geofrey St John Stevens sat bolt upright in bed, his body in a sweat from the unpleasant nightmare he had suffered due to the mix of rich food and potent brandy he had consumed over dinner and beyond....

A knee trembler with a masked bandit for Lady Penelope

Claude Du Valle kept on his face mask as he stripped naked in the company of the four beautiful young women. Instructing them to ‘stand and deliver a sexy time’ the French highwayman employed his usual devilish charm to good effect, and soon the girls were all putty in his able hands.

The two...

A famous five for the highwayman

The four girls stopped dead still and an eerie silence descended upon the room. Who could that be? If it were Penelope’s husband or Charlotte’s father how would they react to such a scene – two servant girls bathing in a soapy bath and being caressed and washed by their very own...

A Sapphic romp for the lusty Penelope

The two girls began to rise in the expectation that the evening was over for them but Penelope held her hand up, palm towards them in a stop motion and then the three women carried the large lord to the bed and let him be, it would take all of the night and most of...

Penelope and the lusty wenches of Althorpe Hall

Penelope had enjoyed a steamy and ever so sexy session with the young woman of the household and approached her own bed chamber looking forward to a good night’s rest, her sexual desire sated and her body ready for sleep. As she approached the door she heard the sound of voices and the loud crack...

Not so chaste Charlotte

Althorpe and St John Stevens were enjoying a fine cigar in the comfort of the den, the magnificent study of Althorpe Hall. Their conversation was almost entirely about hunting dogs. Which ones were best for the moors, which for the forests, how to breed the very best dogs and how to keep the costs of...

Penelope plots a tryst with a nubile young beauty

At dinner Lady Penelope shared hidden looks of lust with the nubile daughter of Earnest Althorpe, a wealthy landowner with whom her husband shared a love of hunting dogs. Penelope’s inclinations were more earthy and since her husband rarely troubled her for his conjugal rights her cold marriage bed had led her to seek pleasure...

Lusty thoughts of illicit lesbian love

The carriage reached its destination just as the energised Claude du Valle caught up with it. He sat in the saddle and watched from the tree line as the coach decantered its occupants and the Lord and Lady St John Stevens were fussed over by a legion of servants. Using a monocular, he looked on...

I'm the randy highwayman, who you're too scared to mention...

Penelope covered her ears with her gloved hands, she had had enough of her husband Geofrey’s whining as they continued their journey North, lighter to the tune of two hundred pounds in gold coin that the infamous Claude Du Valle had purloined from their person. Her thoughts were not on her husband’s loss but on...

A show of modesty but Claude is no fool

Riding alongside the carriage Claude demanded that the driver pull up and then he got down from his horse, his pistol aimed squarely at the driver and his assistant whom he ordered to walk away in any direction but not to look back or try to intervene. Flintlock pistols were infamous for their lack of...

The gentleman highwayman polishes his pistols

Claude Du Valle remained hidden in the trees, his customary black handkerchief fastened across his face as a makeshift mask and a highly ornate flintlock pistol in his right hand. Decorated in real gold with a fleur de lys, Du Valle had been given, or rather, had purloined the gun as a set of two...

Stand and Deliver!

Lady Penelope St John Stevens was bored with her husband. It had taken them all of three hours to barely leave the city and he had talked non-stop about silly hunting season and the Althorpes and their most excellent dogs and his own unequalled qualities as a man and in particular as a hunter. Boring...