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For

nearly an hour the guests chattered and enjoyed themselves. George and

Nathan got on tremendously while Alec and the Major had plenty of life

experiences to share, meanwhile the ladies listened closely to and

fawned over their men, managing to flirt rather boldly as the brandy had it's effect on them.

Abby

turned the oil lamps down until the room was dimly lit and went to sit

on Alec's lap. The conversations quieted and grew more intimate as the

partners whispered amongst themselves,

questing hands began wandering into intimate places and quiet kisses

were shared.

When Abby judged her guests desires were roused enough, she

signaled the maids and Maddy to leave. Their men looked surprised and

disappointed to say the least, but Abby moved to a chair between them

and chatted for a few minutes thanking them again for their presence at

the plantation.

Soon,

she rose and held a graceful hand out to Nathan. "May I see you to your

quarters, please?" she asked quietly. He got up and held out his arm

for her but she insisted on holding his hand, and led him down the long

hallway to his room. "Nathan, may I

please call you Uncle? I feel I've got to know you much better this

evening and because of your relationship with Alec, you feel much closer

to me."

She looked up at him with such a beautiful expression that she stole the remaining piece of his heart that wasn't her's already.

"Of course, dear Abigail. I'd be honored if you did."

"Thank

you, Uncle Nathan, and you may call me Abby, please. Only my closest

friends call me that." He blushed slightly at her intimacy and gave her

his best smile. "Here we are, your quarters, Uncle. I hope you enjoy

your evening. I understand you may have a guest. She's growing to be a

good friend of mine and she's loyal to a fault. I trust you'll respect

her wishes and treat her with the utmost kindness."

He

looked at her with an incredulous look on his face when she smiled

saucily and opened the door to reveal Maddy, sitting on the bed with her

gown pulled partially down her torso, revealing a single, firm breast

in the low light of an oil lamp. A groan of desire passed his lips as he

gazed on the beautiful woman.

Abby

rose to her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. "Good night, Uncle Nathan,

sweet dreams," she said softly and gently urged him through the door.

June

had the Major by his hand and was him leading to his quarters as well.

She made small talk and flirted with him lightly until they reached his

doorway.

"Major, here's your quarters.

I understand you have a surprise inside. If you choose to accept, you

must show kindness and respect. If you choose not to accept, there will

be no hard feelings. Have we a deal?"

She gave him one of her patented sultry looks and he helplessly agreed.

"Yes,

Ma'am we have a deal," he said weakly. She opened the door to reveal

the two serving maids, naked and sharing the rug in front of the

crackling fireplace.

June pulled him down for a hug and kissed his cheek. "Please take care of them, they're not nearly as experienced as a handsome man like yourself. Enjoy yourself, sir," she whispered with a sweet smile, then urged him across the threshold.

Abby

met Alec in their room and he swept her into a tight hug. "My Lord,

woman, you're exquisite tonight! Wherever did you ladies find the gowns

and jewelry?"

"It

belonged to the prior mistress of the house. Maddy hid the jewels from

the British in a secret place. She's quite a loyal person I've

discovered. I hope Nathan treats her well."

"Oh, he will. He's a very nice man, especially when it comes to the ladies. Given half a chance though he'll wear her out."

"I know another Greene that's the same way, and I badly need worn out, lover." she flirted audaciously. She sat him on the bed, then took

her time disrobing. When she was naked, she sat on a stool in front of

the mirror and brushed out her long, blonde hair. As she watched him in

the reflection, he stood and undressed, his tall, muscular frame and

huge, swinging shaft kept her attention as she finished with her hair.

She turned and went to him, then pushed him down to sit on the bed.

Kneeling between his legs, she rested her head on a strong thigh and

sighed deeply.

"I

love you so much it hurts, Heavy. I thank God every day for giving you

to me." He ran his hands through her long curls and petted her smooth

shoulders.

"And I love you, Angel."

She

raised her head and took his big hands in her small ones, gazing up at

him with beautiful blue eyes that were misty with emotion, such a sweet

look that his heart melted in his chest.

"Alexander Greene, will you marry me?" she asked tenderly, as a hot tear rolled down her cheek.

He

stared down at her in complete surprise. His little Angel had yanked

the rug from under him yet again! She smiled tenderly at his stupefied

expression and kissed his hands while she waited for his response. He

swept her up in his strong arms and whirled her in a circle while she

laughed delightedly.

"Yes, Angel! A thousand times, yes!" He nearly shouted in happiness.

He set her on her feet and lowered his head to kiss her passionately, so

much that he stole the breath from her lungs. Panting, she broke away

and pushed him back on the bed and leapt on top of him. She entwined her

arms and legs around him and squeezed as hard as she could, while he

chuckled in pleasure.

"I thought I was supposed to ask you," he protested with a loving smile.

"You're

too slow, big man. I got tired of waiting. A girl needs some security

ya know!" she teased and tugged him over on top of her. "Not now, I've

been ready for you for hours. I need you inside me terribly bad. Please,

lover," she whimpered.

"All the way tonight, slow and

gentle, but I want every inch. Make love to me, sweet Alec," she

whispered, then nibbled his earlobe until shivers ran down his spine. As

tenderly as he possibly could, slowly but firmly, he pushed deep until

she was gasping in painful pleasure. He stared down in her beautiful

blue eyes with his steel grey ones and winced when she cried out in pain

at his intrusion.

"No, don't stop, lover," she whispered. He groaned when he finally bottomed out inside her.

"Every time is like the first," she panted. "So long and thick, I love it."

She

wrapped him in her arms and hooked her heels around him, then pulled

him to her as hard as she could. He gave her what she so desperately

wanted, and with unstoppable force, while she cried out in passion.

"Right

there, stay right there and don't move," she grunted in a hoarse voice.

She stared up at him and wept tears of joy as she exploded in an orgasm

that bared her naked soul to him through her beautiful eyes.

For nearly a minute she shuddered and shook.

Slowly,

she relaxed and unclenched her teeth from his shoulder. "Oh,

sweetheart, I'm sorry," she giggled. "I couldn't help myself.

She caressed his whip scarred back tenderly, then kissed his cheek. "Roll me over, please, big man," she commanded.

"Mmm,

you're so damn sexy, I'd better keep you around," she teased. He ran

his hands through her hair and framed her face with his hands, looking

deep in her eyes.

"I

love you, Abigail Durham, now and forever," he said softly, then kissed

her until she was gasping for air. He cupped her head in a big hand and

tucked it under his chin. Hot tears dripped on his neck and little

sniffles reached his ears as she cried in happiness. Soon, he felt her

breathing even out and in just a few minutes she dropped off to sleep,

his thick cock still filling her completely. He gently caressed her back

and flanks while she sank even deeper into slumber. In moments he

followed her, and together they slept the long night away.

Maddy & the General

Meanwhile,

in Nathan's room, he approached a more than shy Maddy and pulled her to

her feet. He caressed her naked breast and tugged down her neckline to

bare the other.

"You're absolutely beautiful, my sweet," he murmured softly.

"Thank

you, Master. Please be gentle with me, it's been far too long since

I've been with a man. May I undress you, please?" she asked tentatively.

"If you like, and yes, I'll be most gentle with you."

She

opened his jacket buttons and removed it, then unlaced his undershirt,

baring his furry chest. As she ran her fingers through his hair he

caressed her naked shoulders and teased her hard nipples until she

gasped in pleasure. He kicked his boots off, then she

knelt and unbuttoned his tight trousers and slowly skinned them down

his muscular thighs, watching with bated breath as she gradually

revealed his mighty cock. As the fabric slid past his swelling head it

popped free and tapped her on the chin. She giggled nervously, then removed his pants completely.

She

exclaimed in surprise at his taste, a touch bitter and salty, but all

man undoubtedly. He sighed and took her head in his hands, moving with

her as she took as much of him in her hot mouth as she could and began

sucking him as best she knew how.

"Ah,

sweet Maddy, it's been so long for me. You feel wonderful," he said in

approval of her efforts. He looked down at her and felt a rush of

passion. Her large breasts were topped with chocolate nipples that

begged for attention, and her gown had fallen low enough for him to see

her slim tummy and cute bellybutton.. It

truly had been weeks since he'd had enough privacy to masturbate

himself and the long evening of watching the beautiful women in all

their finery had him balanced on a hair trigger.

With

a cry of passion, he lost control and loosed volley after volley. She

swallowed and stroked rapidly, coaxing every drop of pleasure from his

body. He shivered and shook until he'd jetted his last, then he pulled

carefully free and tugged her back up to her feet.

"Oh, Maddy, I've never felt the like," he said weakly, then gathered her in his strong arms and kissed her deeply.

"Thank

you, Master," she purred, overjoyed that he was pleased with her. He

caught her up and tossed her squealing onto the bed, then followed her

and worked her gown completely off her body, followed by her

underclothes.

"Trust me, sweetheart. I'll be good to you, I promise." The kind general promised.

"What

are you doing, Master?" she cried in shock, "It's not proper!" she

protested in vain. He simply smiled to himself and resumed his love

making. Slowly but surely, she relaxed under his tutelage and began to

enjoy his ministrations. For long minutes he serviced her, leaving her

dripping in his saliva and her own juices. When her hips began writhing

in his grip and her soft cries were reaching a crescendo.

She

twisted and turned, rolling her hips in his big hands, taking her to

heights she'd only dreamed of. Finally, she weakly pushed him away, "Too

sensitive, please Master, I can't take anymore," she begged. He took

pity on her and slid up her body to take her in his arms, kissing her

deeply and feeding her his tongue that tasted of herself. She pulled him close and eagerly sucked and licked her succulent juice from his face and mouth.

"Mmm, Master. Thank you. No one has ever done that to me before," she purred..

"Oh my," she whispered, "I don't think you'll fit, Master. I want you to try, though."

He

looked down proudly. The men in his family were blessed and his was one

of the largest. Many a lady had fallen to his prowess and not a one had

forgotten her experience.

 She

shrieked in pain and put a hand to his belly. He held still, allowing

her time to adjust to him, and when she nodded her readiness, he

continued his journey. She panted and shook, overwhelmed by the

sensation of being stuffed completely full.

"Oh, Master," she quavered, " I can hardly believe it.”

He nodded and picked her ankles up.

Almost

like she was reading his mind, she whispered up to him in a quiet but

determined voice. "I'm yours, Master. Do what you want with me, just

please do something, I'm burning up inside."

He groaned in relief at being cut free, but still felt concern for her.

"If

it gets too bad, sweetheart, tell me and I'll stop immediately. Forgive

me, but I must take you," he ground out between clenched teeth.

She gave him a beautiful smile and he felt her tense up slightly and brace herself beneath him. "I'm ready, Master."

With

an animal cry he set himself free. She screamed in pain and pleasure

that tore the breath from her small body time and again.

She

hovered on the edge, but the pain he brought her was just enough to

stave it off. He only last a few minutes. She watched his face and she

adored him for it, overjoyed that she could provoke him to such a state.

She

sank her fingernails and held him close as he fired inside her. The

jumping and jerking finally pushed her into waves of euphoria.

Locked together, they shivered and shook until they wrung the last ounces of pleasure from each other.

"You're

squishing me, Master," she finally murmured, as she bore his full

weight on top of her. Quickly, he lowered her legs from his shoulders

and skillfully flipped them over. She lay on his chest, panting for air

and still shaking with aftershocks. Her fingers played in his crispy

chest hair and caressed while he sighed in satisfaction.

"Ah, my sweet." he said weakly. "You bring out the beast in me, woman."

Maddy

recalled another bit of advice June had given her. When she was

satisfied, she worked her way up his body, nuzzling him tenderly until

she reached his lips, then fed him her agile tongue, sharing a deep kiss.

Soon,

they lay side by side and he played big spoon to her little. He tugged

their blankets up and in minutes they slipped into a deep, exhausted

sleep.

Major’s Maids

Meanwhile,

in another room the Major was striving. Each girl carried his first two

offerings while the oldest girl remained in a frenzy of passion. The

younger urging him to completion. He sweated and panted above her.

She

squealed in delighted surprise and stuck her pink tongue out hoping for

a taste of him. He gave it his all, jerking until he collapsed beside

her in exhaustion. The younger girl leaned over him, dragging her bosom

across his sweaty chest and happily licking her girlfriend's face and

tits clean of his thick, white cream, murmuring her pleasure.

"You

girls are amazing, never in my life have I enjoyed such beautiful

ladies as yourselves," he managed to groan as he watched their

performance.

"Thank you, Master," they chimed together, then snuggled

in close on both sides of him, caressing his chest and thighs while he

relaxed between them. They giggled together when in minutes he was

asleep, snoring quietly with his arms wrapped around their nubile

bodies.

It

had been long years since the big house had hosted such happiness and

satisfaction in its guests, and they all slept the long night through,

dreaming dreams filled with hope for tomorrow.

The General takes control. Rose and June surprise their men.Chapter 11

Nathan pushed his chair back from the breakfast table and stood up.

"Abby, may I see you privately in your father's office, please?" he asked in a friendly tone.

"Of course, Uncle. I'll be right in."

She met him there and he held a chair for her as she settled in. He sat across from her and looked at her appraisingly.

"I've

been hoping for the right moment to debrief you on your activities over

the last few months. I hope you don't mind?" he asked.

"I thought you've pretty much heard our story. Isn't that sufficient?" she returned.

"Well, I'd like to dig more in depth and ask the Major to take notes. It may help out our war effort considerably."

"I've

got lots of maps and letters that we've taken from the redcoats and

you're welcome to them. They're locked in a room down the hall." she

volunteered.

"Along with the payroll money?" he asked carefully.

"Yes,

Uncle Nathan, along with the payroll money," she said a bit testily.

She wasn't really enjoying the turn their conversation was taking and

was beginning to get irritated.

He

stood and went to the door and opened it. "Major! Please assist Miss

Durham with bringing some documentation to the office," he ordered.

"Does the poor Major not have a name?" Abby asked tersely.

"Yes.

His name is James Moore. Please, Abby. I'm not trying to be

confrontational with you. I just need solid information on our enemy and

the only way to get it is to question you thoroughly. I'm sorry, but it

will take several hours, maybe even into tomorrow. Believe me,

debriefing people is one of my least favorite things to do. It always

seems to stir resentment with one or both parties involved."

Major

Moore appeared and held his arm out for Abby to take. She led him down

the hall and over the next half hour they sorted through her piles of

plunder and picked out all the intelligence documents she could find. He

carried them back to the office where Nathan was reading correspondence

from a recent messenger.

Maddy

was leaning over his shoulder while serving him a cup of steaming

coffee. Abby watched how Maddy fluttered over him and gave him her big

doe eyes while she touched his shoulder. Her irritation abated somewhat

when she realized how hard Maddy had fallen for the General.

"Mistress Abby, would you care for a coffee?" Massy asked politely.

"Yes, please, Maddy, with a drop of whiskey as well. I may need it."

Nathan

laughed uproariously and winked at a surprised Abby. "A girl after my

own heart!" he guffawed. "Dear Maddy, I'll take the same, along with the

Major."

"Yes, Sir."

When the three had settled in, the General dismissed Maddy and locked the door behind her. Abby's eyebrows raised in surprise and Nathan noticed immediately.

"You can't imagine how hard it is to keep a secret," Nathan said quietly. "The walls truly do have ears."

"I'm

not too sure what's secret, Uncle. Almost everything I've been doing

lately involved loud gunshots and explosions," Abby offered a bit

sarcastically, but tempered it with a small smile. James sniggered

softly, which earned him a quick wink from a beautiful blue eye.

Nathan pinned her with a sober stare. "Are you aware that Alec is a spy for the Colonial Army?"

Abby looked at him in total amazement. "Excuse me? My Alec is a spy?" she sputtered in shock.

"Yes he is, and one of our best ones. He's never mentioned a word to you about it?"

"No. He hasn't told me what his billet was in the army and I never asked. I just assumed he was an infantry soldier."

"Perfect.

Exactly what I was hoping you'd say," Nathan answered in satisfaction.

"You're a very intelligent woman, didn't you notice anything odd about

his behavior?"

"Well,

he could read a map and navigate quite well for a plain soldier. He

also knows his way around weapons, including loading and firing cannon.

He was patient with me and seemed to pick up on my tactics quickly and

never complained about how long I'd keep him waiting to spring an

ambush. Oh, and when I found him he'd been whipped horribly. His skin was nearly flayed from his back."

Nathan's eyes widened quickly, but he said nothing about that last disturbing bit.

"Did

you two take any prisoners other than the recent Colonel while you were

working together? They can be an excellent trove of information if

treated properly, as you might imagine."

"Um,

oh that. Prisoners...well, we did have one but I killed him. He

would've slowed us down I reckon," she admitted shamefacedly.

The Major sniggered again while Nathan fought back a smile. "And how did you kill him, shoot him?"

"I stabbed him in the heart with my rapier. I was rather in a hurry at the time."

"Your rapier, hmm. I recently heard a story about a young lass that

used one to save the life of my nephew. Apparently she challenged a

more than dangerous redcoat to a duel and won quite handily. A parry,

then a riposte, then a thrust to the neck was enough to send him to

Hades. Three movements to best a professional swordsman, quite remarkable indeed."

Abby

colored a bit and sipped her coffee, still awkward at receiving

compliments even at her age. She looked at James and noticed he was

watching her with more respect in his eyes than earlier. Nathan came

over and sat beside her, then took her hands in his.

"Abby,

will you please assist us? I realize it'll be somewhat painful, and at

times boring, but I'll do my best to keep it short. We're not here to

question or criticize your actions in any way, we just need solid

information."

"Then why isn't Alec here with me? He knows quite a lot as well."

"Because he may positively or negatively influence your answers. I don't want either, just the unvarnished truth."

She

looked in his eyes, seeing nothing but sincerity and decided to soften

her heart a bit. "As you wish, just keep the coffee coming."

For

remainder of the day and up until lunchtime the following day, the two

men grilled her over her activities, using her maps and letters to piece

together an idea of what the British had been up to in the south.

Alec

hadn't inquired of her what Nathan had been asking, which she thought

was odd until she realized that he already knew. She still couldn't wrap

her mind around Alec being a spy, but as she thought more about it some

of his past behavior made sense. Especially when she remembered he'd

said he was to be hanged. He hadn't volunteered what the reason was and

she hadn't asked, but she knew that most spies were typically hung as a

punishment for their deeds.

Finally,

the General asked a last, but delicate question. "What did you plan on

doing with the money you took from the redcoats?"

She'd figured the question was coming and told him her truth.

"I

want to use every penny for the war effort. I want it to help us win

and build our new nation. I gave 200 pounds in gold to Mister Yates for

the use of his cabin. That's all I've used of it," she said a touch

defiantly.

"You

realize I have to confiscate it from you. Legally, it's the spoils of

war and I must see it used responsibly," he said gently.

She hung her head and nodded. "I thought you'd say something like that and I understand why, but it rankles me,"

she said softly. Every time she walked through the plantation and saw

the poor widows and children, her heart had gone out to them and she'd

desperately wished she could help in a meaningful way, the money was

always utmost in her mind.

"Is that it? Are we done?" she asked tiredly.

"Yes, dear. We're

finished. You've been a trove of information at the least and a true

sweetheart at the most. Thanks for being patient with us."

Abby

stood, and the men rose to their feet to see her out. She went to

Nathan and hugged him. "I didn't enjoy your questions at all but I feel

like a great weight has been lifted from me. I can't believe I'm saying

this, but thank you, Uncle Nathan."

She pulled him down and kissed his cheek, then went to James and hugged him as well.

"Thank you, James. Its truly been nice getting to know you better."

"And

you too, Miss Abby," he returned with brilliant smile. He found himself

falling head over heels for her, just like every man she'd ever met.

She kissed his cheek and took her leave of the room, hoping to find Alec

and spend some time with him.

On

her way down the hall she bumped into Maddy and the two new serving

maids. "Did you spend last night with your men?" she asked with a raised

brow.

"No Mistress," the maids answered as one. "We weren't asked to so we avoided the Major," the younger one continued.

"Did he treat you well? We're you happy with him?"

"Oh yes, he was amazing, but we didn't think we were needed again," the older one volunteered.

"Well, you have my blessing. He's a very nice man. I'll make sure he's aware that you'll both be with him again if you wish."

"Oh, yes please, Mistress! We've done nothing but talk about him, he's very handsome."

"And you, Maddy? Did you sleep with the General last night?"

"No,

Miss Abby. He made sure he was available but I steered clear. I see now

I should've talked with you about it. I really like him and hope he

likes me," she said dreamily.

"Sit

with him at dinner, Maddy," Abby urged. "You two girls serve us please,

and make sure the Major is comfortable, if you know what I mean. We

must keep our men happy," Abby said with a sly wink.

"Yes, Mistress," the three chirped, then hurried about their business while chattering happily together.

Abby

found Alec forking hay to their horses in the barn. He was shirtless

and wearing only tight trousers. She watched him hungrily as he sweated

lightly from his labors, moisture trickling down his hairy chest to

dampen his waistline. Feeling her gaze, he turned to see her and the

look of lust she wore on her face. He smiled happily and opened his arms

for her. She flew into them and kissed him savagely while his big hands

cupped her firm ass through her skirts.

"I've missed you today," she growled in a throaty voice.

"And I've missed you. Is Uncle Nathan done interrogating my princess?

"Yes, finally. What

an unpleasant experience. I'd much rather be doing something else!" she

teased, and nipped his lower lip with her sharp teeth.

"Ow, you wench!" he exclaimed, and pinched her ass rudely in return. She caught her breath, then smothered his lips in hot kisses.

She felt his sweat soak the front of her blouse and the smell of virile male filled her nostrils. Almost instantly she felt her pussy grow wet and her nipples stiffen.

"Ugh,

I need you so bad," she groaned in his mouth. "Fuck me right here, big

man." He kicked a few sheaves of hay into a pile and tossed her down on

her back. She giggled happily and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her

firm breasts to his lusty eyes. He knelt and flipped her skirts up, then

dove between her thighs, growling like a lion. She yelped and cried out

as he worked his tongue between her sweet pussy lips and began eating her out eagerly.

"Ah,

yes. You're so good at that," she moaned as he sank his tongue deep

inside her to scoop out her hot juices. She cupped his head in her hands

and ground herself on his face in passion. He groaned in pain when his

hard cock got trapped in his trouser leg. He writhed and twisted and

finally managed to get his pants down far enough to release his cock

from captivity, never leaving Abby's pussy with his sucking mouth.

Just

before she started to orgasm he pulled away, and while she wailed in

despair at her loss, positioned himself between her thighs and wedged

his swollen head between her dripping pussy lips.

Her wail became a deep groan of pleasure when he sank deep inside her

with a long, slow thrust that curled her toes. She sank her fingernails

in his muscular ass and tugged him deeper until he bottomed out inside

her tightness.

"Oh

fuck, you're so tight and wet, Angel," he whispered roughly, and

bounced lightly in her, stretching her tunnel until she grimaced in

pain.

"And you're so damn thick and long. I swear you're in my lungs," she managed to gasp out between ragged breaths.

"How do you want me?" he asked as he nuzzled her neck, then nipped her earlobe lightly.

"Mmm,

long, slow, and deep, please," she murmured. "I want to feel it

tomorrow. I love how it aches and reminds me of how you felt inside me."

He nodded slightly, then retreated until his swollen head was just touching her pussy.

He looked down at her to gaze deep in her gorgeous, blue eyes and she

gave him a slight nod, a sign of her readiness. He gathered her ankles

in his big hands and tugged them up to the tops of his shoulders, then he kissed each beautifully turned calf muscle in turn.

He began a long, slow thrust that dragged a moan from her throat as he sank deep. As soon as he felt the back wall of her pussy,

he retreated, only to repeat with another thrust. He carefully deepened

his strokes, working her tightness gradually open while she lay trapped

beneath him.

For

several minutes he worked over her, delaying his strokes when she was

close to orgasm, teasing her mercilessly until she was crying out in

frustration. When her hips were writhing under him and she was straining

upward, desperately seeking more friction on her swollen clit, he

finally released himself. He gathered her wrists in one large hand and

held them tightly over her head, pressed in the hay while his other hand

supported him over her in a push up position.

He

drew back until he was nearly free of her, then with a hard thrust

drove deeper than ever inside her, tearing a shriek of pain and pleasure

from her throat. Again and again he pounded home until she came apart

beneath him, writhing and twisting in a massive multiple orgasm that

nearly wrecked her. The contractions of her spasming walls on his thick

cock drove him over the edge and he bellowed out his pleasure while he

painted her cervix with a huge load of hot cum.

He

looked down to see her gaze locked on their joining, her eyes wide at

the sight of his mighty shaft splitting her apart. He looked too,

surprised at the amount of white cum coating his shaft as he continued

to pound her through his orgasm and beyond. He loved how her breasts

swayed on her small rib cage as he ground himself inside her, her

nipples hard as diamonds and begging for more attention.

Slowing

himself, he pulled her ankles from his shoulders and then sagged down

to capture a nipple in his hot mouth, sucking and licking it until she

mewed in pleasure. He released her hands and she wrapped her arms around

him, tugging him down to lay flat atop her, crushing her down in the

fragrant hay.

"Ah, Heavy. You

feel so good inside me. All squishy and hot, I just love it," she

whispered up in his ear. She worked a slim hand between their sticky

bodies and caressed the exposed shaft of his cock until he sighed in

pleasure. "I love you, dear Alec, so very much," she said softly.

"And I love you, Angel. Always."

Abby,

Rose, and June were sitting on the porch chatting after lunch. June was

standing behind Abby and plucking bits of hay from her blonde hair.

"Oh, lucky Abby. You appear to have been rolling in the hay with someone," she teased lightly.

"Oh,

maybe so, maybe not," Abby said slyly, with a wink at Rose, whom rubbed

her thighs together and squirmed a little on the porch swing.

"I love William so, but I surely miss Alec's sweet cock," Rose whispered longingly.

"Me too. He's such a beast, I'll never forget how he well he fucked us all!" June exclaimed quietly.

"Girls! You're talking about my man!" Abby said sternly, but the women heard the mirth in her voice and they both giggled together.

June

sobered quickly though and her face grew solemn. "I must say, I'm

afraid for us and our men. I overheard the General and his Major talking

about leaving soon. I fear they'll take our boys with them or send them

away somewhere. The war is still ongoing and the men must continue

fighting. We've just found them and I'm afraid we'll lose them again!"

she cried softly as tears began trickling down her dusky cheeks.

"Oh

sweetheart," Rose said gently, then went to June and held her close.

"We'll be fine one way or the other. All we can do is support our men

and pray for the best. Maybe we can dream up some fun things to do with

the boys to take our minds off it? William's been more than aggressive

lately in a sexual way. What do you say, should we cook up a plan?"

Abby held a hand up. "If it involves father, I'm out of here. I'd rather not hear about it."

"But you're  okay with

it if it does, Abby? We don't want any awkward feelings between us,"

Rose said softly, and gave her a hug, holding her close to her slim

frame. Abby squeezed her tightly and gave her a warm kiss on the lips,

their firm tits squishing together until they threatened to burst from

low necklines.

"Of

course not, dear Rose. He's my father though and I'd rather not hear

about his sexual proclivities. Now yours and June's I like to think

about. We've had some fun, haven't we?" Abby asked with a gleam in her

eye. June giggled and joined their hug, kissing Rose and Abby in turn,

quite suggestively.

Just

then, Alec rounded the pathway and ascended the stairs, his presence

announced by his boots clumping up the wooden steps. "Oh my, what have

we here?" he drawled in a low voice. "All three of my favorite girls in one place. What trouble are you ladies dreaming up?"

Rose

and June took in his tall, brawny frame, his chest bare and covered in a

light sheen of sweat, still speckled with bits of hay from his and

Abby's tryst in the barn. Abby heard Rose's breath catch and watched as June's eyes widened at the sight of her man.

He

held his arms out to them. "Come, June," he growled a bit too sexily

for Abby's liking, but she tolerated it. Happily, June threw herself in

his arms, the first contact she'd had with him since their arrival at

the plantation.

"Mmm,

you feel and smell so good, I could just eat you up!" she whispered up

at him. He released her and Rose moved in for her hug. She brazenly

rubbed herself on the front of his body and kissed him swiftly on the

lips.

"I've

missed you, big man," she said for his ears only. He colored a bit at

their attentions but recovered quickly, thankful that he was getting

better at this kind of business. He looked at Abby and she saw his eyes

change as they alighted on her, and her heart melted. She realized he

may have fond memories of her friends, but deep inside she knew his

heart was hers and it made her happy.

"These

tramps are plotting sexual liaisons between themselves. I was just

leaving as these plans include father," Abby said with a snicker.

"Hmmm,

sounds exciting to me. Abby, let's head inside, I need something to

drink. Can I trust you two alone out here?" he asked with a sly wink at

the other two women.

"Absolutely not. We're trouble personified!" Rose said with a sexy smile. "Now off with you while June and I plot an ambush."

That

evening the two maids served the family a more sedate dinner than

before. Everyone was much less formal and relaxed. Nathan couldn't keep

his hands off of Maddy, and James was nearly smothered by the maids as

they rubbed their breasts on his shoulders while they served his meal.

George was happily trapped between Rose and June while William was

beside Rose. June caressed George's thigh throughout the meal, teasing

and testing his hard cock through his thin trouser leg. Soon, Rose's

hand joined hers on his opposite thigh, caressing and inflaming his

passion while he leaked pre-cum down his leg.

Unbeknownst

to George, Rose had asked William if she could play with his brother

and he'd given her his approval. She caressed him occasionally as well

in a show of thanks. After the meal, Maddy and the maids coerced their

men to bed and Abby retired with Alec as well, leaving the two remaining

couples in privacy.

"Come, gentlemen. To the parlor with you," June said with a sultry smile.

She

tugged George to his feet and down the hall, followed closely by Rose

and William. They installed their men side by side on the loveseat, then

stood before them and embraced each other. The men’s eyes went wide as

saucers when the two girls kissed and caressed each other, their lithe

forms lit by low candlelight. Slowly, they tugged the skirts from each

other and stood clad in their nearly sheer blouses. Kneeling together in

front of their men, they pulled leather belts from trouser waists and

unbuttoned them to reveal stiffening cocks.

With

a secret smile, Rose leaned in to take William in her mouth and he

groaned in appreciation. June did the same to George and he echoed

William's sounds of pleasure. Just when the men thought it couldn't get

any better, the girls switched on them and each man felt the pleasure of

another woman's mouth on his cock.

It

was too much for William, and in less than a minute he was crying out

in June's eager mouth. She was so excited. She cried out in blissful

pleasure. Watching this happen also triggered George. He gripped Rose's auburn head and cried out.

Both

women continued, with a soft touch, Rose beckoned June to her feet and

together they pulled the men up from their seats and then took their

place.

Rose

pushed William away and stood, then urged both men to their feet to

face her. With a wicked smile she knelt before them and alternating

between them while June watched avidly.

Rose

pushed William to the loveseat and straddled his thighs.  June took

George by his cock and guided him up behind Rose and then produced a

small bottle of olive oil.

June

put her head to Rose's ear. "Are you ready, my love?" Rose nodded in

acceptance and stopped on William to present for George, while keeping

William. George was nearly beside himself with excitement and lust. Only

in his wildest dreams had he imagined such a thing, especially with

Rose in attendance. June tugged him close, so wide that she whimpered a

bit in pain.

"Please

be gentle, George. This is my first time," she said softly as she

looked over her shoulder to give him a sultry look. He nodded. She

shivered in apprehension, then cried out. June stood next to him and kissed him deeply which took his mind off of how good he was feeling at the moment.

"Gently,

William, please," Rose breathed softly, and George felt his brother

flex and move next to him. He groaned and shuddered in ecstasy, then he became more aware of his brother and began alternating.

Slowly

and gently over long minutes they fucked Rose until she was gasping and

writhing in the beginning throes of a massive orgasm. She attempted to

ram herself back on their thrusting cocks but their separate rhythms

were awkward for her and began to interfere with her pleasure.

"Together, take me together!" she cried out in frustration.

June

turned George's head and kissed him deeply, sucking his tongue and

raking her nails lightly over his still quivering cheeks. When she'd

stolen his breath away, she moved to Rose and William and covered them

both with hot kisses and caresses while they sighed in completion.

George gently freed himself from Rose, and she yelped when he slid free

of her. She gingerly rose off of William and sprawled beside him on the

loveseat.

June

didn't need an invitation and she quickly knelt before Rose, enjoying

the view. She swooped in and both men caught their breath in surprise

when she proceeded to lick her clean and glistening in the candlelight.

"My word," William said softly. "I've never imagined such a thing, you ladies are so beautiful together." Rose pulled him in for a kiss, then took

his hand. Eventually, June pulled back and retrieved a small pitcher of

water and a rag. She cleaned George thoroughly and then led him to the

rug in front of the fireplace. While she laid him down, William and Rose

joined them and mimicked their position. Both women worked their men

until they were again stiff.

June

mounted George, and took her pleasure. Meanwhile, Rose had anointed

William with plenty of oil, keeping him primed until June was ready.

Soon enough, June looked at Rose and nodded her head. William rose to his feet, then crouched low behind June.

She let out a cry that was almost otherworldly.

"Oh

holy Saint Jude," she managed to say in a shaky voice. "I've never felt

anything like that in my life. You men feel amazing."

William

put his hands on her shoulders to steady himself as his thighs were

beginning to burn from crouching over her. "I've got to move, sweet

June. Are you ready?"

"Mmm,

yes please. You boys do what you will. For nearly twenty minutes they

took their pleasure. Rose was aware that June may need some help so she

liberally applied oil, to keep them slick for her continued comfort.

June

held her breath as a final orgasm overwhelmed her. Slowly, her tortured

body stiffened and then went limp as she passed out, completely spent.

George

immediately called out frantically. "Something's wrong with her! Rose, I

think we've killed her!" he cried out in consternation.

He was shocked when Rose let out a giggle and put her head near June's. "She's  okay George. She tends to do this. The silly girl holds her breath too long and she passes out. She says it feels amazing though."

"My word, extraordinary," he said in amazement. June quickly came around and jerked awake.

"Damn it, I did it again. Did I miss anything?" she asked with an embarrassed look.

"Just your man being scared to death. He thought he'd killed you," Rose teased.

"Well,

between the two of them they almost did. That was amazing, boys. I'd

love a repeat sometime. Preferably after I can walk again," she moaned

and stretched a little, as much as possible.

William laid down

beside them and Rose crawled over to lay with him, cuddling up close to

his warmth and resting her head on his shoulder. After several minutes

of recovery, June got up and fetched a few blankets, then banked the

fire. She covered up the two couples and together they fell fast asleep,

their dreams sweetened by their shared experience.

New Battle Plans.

The

next morning, General Greene assembled the family in the parlor to say a

few words. "I came to this plantation expecting to see a normal command

and a normal militia, but you folks far surpassed my expectations. It's

quite obvious that George is an excellent commander and William

supports him well in all ways, while the morale of your troops is

outstanding. I regret to say that I insist that they continue on and

pursue our enemy to the south. I realize that your family has been

recently reunited but we must all sacrifice."

Rose

clutched William at Nathan's words and her eyes welled with tears along

with June's. Both women started to cry softly and their men consoled

them with gentle hugs. Abby held Alec's hand and fought back her own

emotions as she braced for more bad news from the General, and he

continued in short order.

"As

you all probably know by now, Alec works for me as a spy. It goes

without saying that you will keep that secret from everyone else,

regardless of who they are. He'll continue in that role, but how and

where he operates will be kept secret from everyone for their own

protection. I will say that he has been promoted and his work should be

far less dangerous than it was in the past. Knowing him however, that

may or may not be true." He gave Alec a sidelong wink and Abby's tense

shoulders relaxed somewhat at the news. She was coming to dread what the

future may bring and what she'd just heard alleviated some of her

worries about her man's future.

"I

trust you ladies will support your men as best you know how in our

fight against the British," he stated carefully. "They'll need all the

help they can get from you. I know that you're more than strong enough

mentally and physically to shoulder that burden." He looked the three

women in their eyes one by one with a stern expression, and they all

nodded to him in affirmation.

"Good,

thank you. Now for the last thing that's been weighing heavy on my

mind. I sent a messenger to the nearest town and he checked with what

remains of the local authorities, and he confirmed that the owners of

the Blenheim plantation have passed on and left no heirs. It's my

responsibility to seize the property and it's remaining

slaves along with the payroll and plunder that Abby, Rose and June have

taken from the redcoats. This newfound wealth will be used to further

the war effort in the best way I know how."

He

paused when a few grumbles were heard in the room and he quickly held

up a hand. "Please, bear with me," he said calmly. "The tenacity with

which the three ladies pursued the redcoats even though they were alone

and without male companionship boggles the mind. Such bravery and

patriotism is to be commended at the highest level. I interviewed

Abigail extensively and I can think of no better person for me to hand a

formidable challenge."

At

his words, Major Moore handed the General a packet of parchment. Nathan

held his hand out to Abby. "Come, my dear." he beckoned. She cautiously

approached him and took his hand. He handed her the sheaf of parchment

and explained what it contained. "Major Moore drew up papers of transfer

that state the Army legally confiscated said property and monies as

mentioned earlier. He also drew up another document transferring

everything in its entirety from the Army to Miss Abigail Durham."

Abby's

eyes flew open and her knees nearly buckled as murmurs of surprise

filled the room. "I task Abby with bringing this plantation to its feet

again and back to turning a profit within one year. After the first year

I challenge her to bring Durham plantation up from the ashes and return

it to its former glory. She can use the monies as she sees fit to

accomplish this goal. To my mind there's no better way to help our

country recover than having a strong economy and a healthy populace who

is willing to put in a hard days work

for a fair wage. I hope she chooses to help the poor widows and orphans

that are meagerly surviving here in the old slave cabins. Abby, what

say you? Are you willing to rise to my challenge?"

She

looked up at him as tears began pouring from her eyes and she threw

herself in his arms to hug him fiercely. "Yes, Uncle Nathan! Of course I

will. It's an answer to my prayers. Thank you! Oh thank you!" she

exclaimed between happy sobs of joy. There wasn't a dry eye in the room,

including Nathan, whom fancied himself a bit of a hard ass. He hugged

her back and wiped a tear away, then gently handed her off to a hovering

Alec.

Nathan

continued. "Major Moore and I will take our leave tomorrow. We hope to

have a relaxing day and perhaps an intimate dinner tonight. We've loved

our stay with you so far and will be sad to leave, but duty calls.

George and William, I'm expecting another messenger today and the

information he bears will determine your next course of action."

"Yes, Sir" George returned obediently.

"Well,

that's all I have. I'm happy to entertain questions and I'll do

anything in my power to help your endeavors now and after we leave.

Ladies, I'll ensure you receive messengers on a regular basis concerning

the welfare but not whereabouts of your men when they're at war.

That'll be the best I can do."

Rose

and June both went to him to hug him tightly and give him their thanks.

Abby had to sit down and collect herself. She was nearly in shock at

the gift she'd been given and her head was spinning. Alec sat beside her

and pulled her into his arms. "My Angel, what an amazing creature you

are. I know you'll be brilliant at putting this place back together."

She looked up at him with her gorgeous blue eyes that were glassy with

tears and gave him a beautiful smile, her lips quivering with emotion.

"Thank you, Heavy.

You mean the world to me and I love you so much my heart hurts." She

gave him her sweet lips and for a few moments they forgot everything

except each other.

To be continued in part 9, by Seethegood for Literotica.