Escapades of a Big Coc Noble

Chapter One.

Welcome to my world.

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Let me introduce you to a man born with a silver spoon in his mouth and a permanent bulge in his pin-striped trousers. That is I, Baron Robert Sinclair of Cleeve.

Since the end of the interminable lockdowns due to the global pandemic, I have vowed to chase pussy and indulge myself with all things luxuriant and abundant. Thanks to my inherited wealth I am in a position to savour the high life and make my dreams come true. First and foremost of which is my unquenchable thirst to shag all those idle and horny rich females I can lay my hands on.

Yes, I have nothing better to do all day and night but pursue upper-class cunt and screw them to the bed. I absolutely adore having sex, but not with just anybody. A woman has to be special, refined, and educated before I'll go to bed with them. Blessed with the wedding tackle one would normally find between the hind legs of a prize stallion, I knew from experience everything there was to know about sex and all its deviations. I've been there and done it. Many times!

I now live in a very beautiful furnished penthouse flat in Central London. Born in 1994, I am quite good-looking and debonair and dress stylishly. Looks aren't everything granted, but my cultured charm and confidence are probably my best advantages. I'm quite tall, just over six feet, and I sometimes grow a full beard to accentuate my medium-length dark brown hair.

There are several types of hereditary titles passed down to the eldest son, and an individual may inherit or receive large sums of money. As did I. The final rank in order from a Duke, a Marquess, an Earl, and a Viscount is a Baron. Baron Sinclair of Cleeve in the County of Somerset, is a title in the Peerage of the United Kingdom. It was created in 1957 for the businessman and public servant, Robert Sinclair. He was my grandfather and I am now the third Baron in succession.

To give you an example of my usual week, I was woken up at the hour of one in the afternoon in my above-average rooms just around the corner of Park Lane. Half conscious I scanned my mobile phone to see that it was none other than Lady Lucinda, a well-to-do aristocrat who was unhappily married to His Lordship, twenty years her senior.

"Robby. Robby, my big dick wonder, there you are" she gushed in her plummy accent. "I know that this is unforgivable and you'll just HATE me for it, but I am in dire need of a thoroughly good seeing to. Could you oblige?"

"Naturellement, my dearest. Come to my boudoir post haste."

Ah, Lady Lucinda. Curvy, smouldering, sex on a stick, and permanently on heat. My type of woman. She was desperately left wanting in her marital bed and was perpetually seeking sexual requitement between the sheets. Being a single and well-hung paramour, I was number one on her speed dial. The above dialogue is a fair example of the sort of calls I get constantly. Cries of much-needed attention from the affluent and the wealthy ladies of the upper echelons of society.

Scratching my valuables I hopped out of bed and donned my silk dressing gown. After three cups of coffee and scrambled eggs on toast, I awaited Her Ladyship at my leisure. In my several encounters with Lucinda, I was aware of her no-nonsense approach to sex. There would be no dilly-dallying once she stepped over the threshold.

"Come to mother, you devil you."

Upon entering the Lady Lucinda dropped her scarlet dress to reveal her expensive black lingerie. That being a bra, stockings, a suspender belt. I was greeted by a wicked smile and a heaving bosom, not to mention moist panties. Beneath my gown I was in a state of nature and within five seconds my cock was sticking up at a jaunty angle. The middle-aged brunette raised a brow and came straight to the point.

"Baron Bobby? I want my pussy licked, my cunt split, and your cum all over my tits."

"I'm at your service My Lady."

I let my gown slip from my shoulders and folded my arms proudly. Lucinda licked her lips and cupped her mound as she ogled my stiff member. As usual, she was overawed by the sheer size of my pulsating organ and wasted no time in going down on her haunches.

"Look at the size of that! What a cock!"

It was true. My cock was a smidgen eight inches long, uncircumcised, smooth yet unyielding, and proportionately thick. My pride and joy. My body was quite trim and my eyes were sharp. I missed nothing or no fuckable woman. My beard was clipped and neat and I gave off an air of complete self-confidence. I gasped at the haste with which the insatiable vixen devoured my hose, gobbling me up and sucking me into her drooling mouth with ever-increasing speed.

She was a full on slut now as spit and slobber bathed my scrotum as she teetered on her five-inch heels. She locked unblinking eyes with mine as she licked my balls alternatively. She inhaled my manly scent as she used her tongue to lap upwards until her mouth found my mushroom-sized cock head. I clenched my buttocks when they were squeezed in her tight grip. I was given a hands-free blow job and she rocked back and forth, taking me deeper than most other women I knew. She opened her throat and swallowed nearly all of my rampant dick.

"Suck it, you witch!"

"Owm! Ummum! I love sucking this big cock, darling."

"Didn't catch that. Deeper."

Kneeling up she swallowed me whole, welcoming my cock into her throat, the thickness of which forced her to gag. Coming up for air with gurgling sounds and smeared makeup she smiled at me with my hose in her fist. She had the upper hand and was clearly enjoying the moment.

"Ready to fuck yet?"

"Take me, you bastard, Give it to me hard."

The Lady threw off her bra to reveal her hefty boobs and tugged her panties down to her ankles. I was rudely shoved onto my back on my king-sized bed as she quickly landed in my lap. She lowered her juicy muff onto my aching dick and sank down all the way onto my shaft. Her hips began to rotate and her tits swayed in my face as she rammed home on my dick like the mare she was.

"You fill me up so," she told me in a breathy whisper.

Her zest for sex amazed me, and her vitality held me in rapt awe. The bitch was on fire, young at heart, and ready to give herself fully. She threw herself across my body and her meaty buttocks banged into me with a certain brutality. Her frantic gyrations meant that she bore down on me and the angle enabled me to penetrate her fully. Her hair formed a curtain around her flushed face as she switched easily from an elegant noblewoman into an unadulterated sex maniac. I had awoken a tigress in heat and her claws dug into my chest. How different from some of the limp-wristed bitches I had pleasured and left with a limp dick.

"Lovely. Lovely!"

I put my hands about her waist as I was vigorously pinioned to the mattress. Her back arched and she waved her arms above he head as she drove onto my rigid dick with aplomb. Her inner thighs were dappled with perspiration as she impaled herself again and again onto my prodigious tool. We were like a delicious fucking machine and just when I feared that I might ejaculate, I rolled her over and flung her legs up in the air. I dove in and buried my face in her wet quim and sucked hard and long on her gaping slit. Her left leg bent at the knee and her heel dug into my right side as I lapped hungrily on her gash. My mouth covered her entire pussy and my tongue dug in, licking and slurping and occasionally teasing her clit.

"You do that so well, darling."

The undulating MILF rolled up and down with bliss, and bolts of ecstasy coursed through her as I gripped her thighs. I used my teeth to lightly nibble on her erect nub and she made two fists with which she used to beat the mattress over and over. Copious amounts of pussy fluids bathed my chin as I exceeded all expectations and brought the strumpet to orgasm.

"Give me more, big boy."

"On all fours," I ordered her, watching as she planted her hands beneath herself and rose back into a doggie-style position.

I rudely swatted her upturned bum before grabbing each round globe in my hands and kneading her firm flesh. I chuckled as I pressed forward and sandwiched my prick between her cheeks and fucked her bum crack. I leaned over her back as I slipped inside her with a pelvic thrust. She gasped as my hot breath met the nape of her neck and fully accepted my dominance as I began to screw her silly.

"I'm your slut, Baron," she sighed as I nibbled her earlobe.

"Tell me again."

"I'm your...slut!" she repeated as she savoured my throbbing cock so deeply inside her.

I bounced my palms on her rump as I banged her again and again.

"Nasty! Nasty woman!" I quipped as she begged for more.

"Finish the job, you bad boy."

Fuck a duck! After thirty minutes of full-on shagging the witch was still wilder than a wet electric socket! I picked her up bodily and mounted her missionary style. I was in charge you bitch. Lady Lucinda breathed hard as she settled on her back with her stocking-clad pins duly parted. I nudged them further apart as I opened her fat folds with my knob. Her legs came up around my lower back as I started to rise and fall in a steady rhythm.

As I got into my perfect stride I ran my palms all over her boobs, tweaking the erect nipples and enticing girly gasps of pleasure from the grateful bitch. My toes dug into the mattress as I stretched my legs back for more leverage. My eight-inch rod was fully inserted inside the cock hungry and as I crashed down on her she exhaled deeply on every stroke.

"LOVELY, LOVELY!"

Seriously turned on myself by this time I pounded her mercilessly with my backside driving up and down at a rate of knots. Her breasts bounced in rhythm with my manly thrusts and I smiled at the sight of the vixen having been reduced to a quivering mess. As we chased that glorious release the upper-class bitch resorted to being the true slut that she really was and the cursing began as usual.

"Oh, yes! You fuck me so well, you miserable bastard! You're splitting me in twain! Fuck! Shit! You utter, utter sod! I'm positively stuffed with fat dick! Take this cunt!"

I gladly obliged, stroking her depths over and over and she responded with groans and murmurs that came from deep within her throat.

"Do I make you feel good?"

"Yes, harder!"

I was just about ready to explode and every nerve of my cock tingled as my helmet expanded. Our bodies radiated heat and we melted into each other's arms as I hugged her tightly and pumped her vigorously.

"You lovely bastard! Shoot all over my big boobs! Splatter them with your cream!"

What with all the bad language and her undulating curvy form beneath me I got into my vinegar strokes. Lust and desire took hold of us both and as her fleshy thighs strained against mine and the whisper of black silk stocking caressed my flesh, it sent me over the edge. With one final shove, I stayed inside her as she screamed out in ecstasy.

"I'm coming!"

I pulled out just in time to send a torrent of cum over her mammoth tits. Exhausted I rolled off of her and watched her rub my goo into her mammaries. With the smile of a Cheshire cat who got the cream, she excused herself to clean up in the bathroom. Her Ladyship was a good fuck and definitely worth a half hour of my time. Nice.

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Chapter two.

Two for the price of one.

Funnily enough, two of my regular shags shared the same name. Lavinia DeVere was a long-legged blonde and Lavinia Ponsonby had a bob of chestnut hair. They had married into money and now they were in their forties they existed in sexless matrimony with their chinless husbands. Enter Baron Sinclair to provide tender loving care. Seeking gratification in any form possible, the ravenous ladies swung both ways and loved to fuck my brains out together.

I don't know about you, but I find that screwing two women at the same time is much more fun than fucking each one of them separately. The possibilities are endless and the end results can be outrageously wild. It was a week ago last Tuesday when I ran into them at the Hamilton Club on Curzon Street.

"Bobby, you bastard! How the devil are you?"

"Frightfully better for seeing you, old thing."

Lavinia DeVere and I shared hugs and kisses without spilling a drop.

"What HAVE you been up to? Or WHO have you been up, you rascal."

"Oh, the usual. I always like to keep on top of things. Anything to oblige."

She gave me an alluring look out of wide blue eyes and nodded knowingly. At the age of forty-three, she loved nothing more than to be screwed by a big dick wonder such as yours truly, and to hell with the consequences.

"Where's Ponsonby? It's not usual to see you alone."

"She's just powdering her nose. She'll be thrilled to see you. It's been an age since we last hooked up."

"Darling!"

I turned to be confronted by a curvaceous hottie in a little black dress and wearing too much eyeliner. She was wholesome rather than earthy and transformed into a tigress once she was in bed. She kissed me on the lips and her heaving breasts collided with my thumping chest.

"We were just talking about you. Yah. We were wondering whether we should get a new flagpole for the estate."

Both chuckled and the fair one squeezed my tackle to emphasize my own large column that strained against my fly.

"You two will be the death of me."

"Well, what a way to go, hon. Fucked to death by a pair of pussies. Oh, the irony. Come on. Let's go back to your place so that we can inspect your last resting place."

Sandwiched between the two Lavinia's we left the club for the short taxi ride to my rooms. We wasted no time and once we were in the bedroom I didn't even bother switching on the lights. Fair Lavinia quickly began to unzip my trousers and drag them down with excitement. Dark Lavinia then tugged my tight-fitting pair of briefs over my thighs to unleash my cock that resembled a large rolling pin. Both loudly gasped at the sight as they stripped off with some haste.

I let them drool over my physical form as they got themselves worked into a lather. I was supremely comfortable in my skin and had a certain pride in my well-defined thighs, muscular backside, and broad shoulders. arms. I drank in their admiration as they ogled my body, and my dick pulsed with anticipation of a good shagging.

"He's got such a nice bum," Lavinia said in awe, totally captivated by my absurdly ripped physique.

My muscularity radiated raw sex and I knew neither of these two could not resist me.

"Spiffing dick too. Let's get to work."

The blonde knelt down and brought her wet lips up to plant smacking kisses on my bell end. My glans expanded in response and the big blue vein down one side of my considerable girth pulsed madly. She glanced at her partner in grime and I sighed contently as each MILF moved their tongues up either side of my proud member. With agonising slowness, they teased me thoroughly by scraping my hot cock flesh from root to head. They left me drenched in saliva which ran down in globs.

"You make a good team, ladies."

I reached out and held the backs of their heads as they bobbed and slobbered with an obscene lewdness. DeVere gobbled up my knob and Ponsonby cradled my nuts as she looked on at her friend sucking on me eagerly. It was a mean task to take all of my man meat and the fair-haired vixen tried her best.

The bobbed-haired brunette decided on a different tactic and smothered my staff between her meaty tits. Despite her grand-sized bosom, my prick seemed impossibly large as it glided up and down her homemade flesh tunnel. She bent her head and her lips pursed so that she could greet my helmet as it emerged like a turtle head breaking the surface of the water. Up and down, up and down, my erection slid in the welcome crevice of breast meat.

I eyed up the blonde who lay on the bed on her side and fingered her muff with come-to-bed eyes. I extricated myself from DeVere and lay on my back and let Lavinia climb on top of my incredibly huge cock. As usual, she hesitated, probably wondering how on earth was my enormous shaft going to fit inside her cunt. But with a wiggle and a will, she pushed hard and began to bounce like she always did. With her happily impaled on my thick organ, the other Lavinia rose up and sat on my face.

Facing her friend, she reached out and French kissed the blonde as I held onto her hips and swiped my tongue along her pussy. She jiggled from left to right as I orally pleasured her and all three of us moaned and breathed hard as we made out together. DeVere was slamming into me big time by now and her cunt was devouring my shaft which drove up inside her deeper and deeper. Then Ponsonby fell to her left and assumed the doggy position.

"Ruff! I want it rough!"

DeVere let me up and with my tail wagging I came up behind the other and forced her face down on the mattress. This meant that her huge jiggling bum stuck up in the air. I moved in close and parted her labia like butter with my knob and with my hands around her hips I started to fuck her as I pulled her back into my groin. Her muffled screams and moans of delight emanated as I sent her to heaven and back. She took all of my length as I pulled back and then thrust forward over and over again into the crazed MILF.

The jealous blonde lined up beside us and I fingered her runny cunt as I fucked the other. I withdrew from a disappointed Dark Lavinia and the sight of my enormous cock slick with pussy juice made Fair Lavinia positively drool with passion. With a concerted effort, I thrust my hips forward, driving my iron-hard cock deep into her aching pussy. She moaned accordingly as I tilted my hips up to drive right up into her all the way. I increased my tempo, thrusting ever harder, as my own pleasure began to mount. My groin made lewd slapping noises as I smashed into the cushion of her pale buttocks.

"Oh, Baron! This feels so good."

"That's because he IS good, darling. May I intervene?"

The blonde looked over her shoulder at her chum and nodded. Once more I moved behind Dark Lavinia and pressed my rampant cock into her cunt. She grunted loudly as I held her hips and began to fuck her big style.

"Big! Big!" she groaned, shoving her ass back against my sweaty body.

"Glad you like it," I replied with a smile as I pounded my dick into her with gusto.

All three of us were a hot sticky mess as I banged each of them alternatively. Eager for some unbridled fun, I stopped fucking them and settled back on the bed.

"Give me ten, ladies. Pleasure yourselves, why don't you?"

I had a strong suspicion that this would go down well, and they both giggled as the fair one lay back for the darker one to dive between her splayed legs. I shifted to the side of the two women so I could watch more carefully. My erection bobbled up and down as they made out. I was turned on big-time as the audible slobbers and dribbling almost drowned out the grateful moans of Ponsonby as her friend expertly ate her out. Her inner thighs and muff were drenched in spit and she clawed at bunches of sheets as she lightly bobbed on her backside.

"Heaven," I said with admiration as they both twitched and writhed together with legs wide open.

They embraced and kissed each other full on the lips and their breasts bounced against the other exquisitely. The one scooted in and the other matched her friend's actions and as each of them thrust out a leg their pussy mounds mashed together. The fair pubes merged with darker ones and fanny sweat dappled the fine curls. They stared each other out as they pussy fucked with undulating hips. Grinding and gasping they rolled on the bed desperately seeking a way to stimulate their clits.

Ponsonby changed gear and tipped DeVere onto her back. She grabbed a fistful of fair hair and dry-humped the bitch with hefty pelvic pushes. Dark Lavinia reached around to strum her friend's quim for all she was worth. My dick was throbbing with an unbearable ache as I watched the two make out.