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"A small party of young people is messing about with a barge boat on a tributary of the Thames, in London. They have booked the boat for the August Bank Holiday weekend, and it’s been loaded with booze and snacks - they intend to eat out, so no-one is stuck with any cooking. But on a warm Friday evening in August 2010, the 'Salamander II' enters the old Regency tunnel under Blenheim House and emerges in the summer of 1820. Jericho is sent to ensure that 'Souls out of time' are not lost to the 'Dark Prince'. Alex is back in Regency England and finds that she is chased by the infamous ‘Regency Bucks’ who really like the ladies…and some!"
Concept date: 2nd November 2018.
First published: Unavailable
Status: COMPLETED BUT UNPUBLISHED.
Revisions: 4 [Last revised in June 2022]
Version: In Review.
Published Episode No. 00
Previous episode: NONE.
Next episode: NONE.
Angel-in-charge: Ruth
Team Assigned: Team 74
Mission: 0 - 909789 - 11 - 1820
This story originally appeared on the author's original website called: 'The amazing adventures of Jericho Tibbs!' and was transferred to the new site: 'The Temporal Detectives' in due course. That 'legacy' site is still available but receives no updates or new material.
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THIS EPISODE MAY CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING WARNINGS:SMOKING - ALCOHOL USE - VIOLENCE [INCLUDING SEXUAL VIOLENCE & BDSM] - STRONG LANGUAGE - GRAPHIC HARD SEX REFERENCES INCLUDING PROSTITUTION AND DIVERSE SEXUAL PRACTISES - DRUG REFERENCES - ANTI-RELIGIOUS SENTIMENTS AND OPINIONS - HUMAN TRAFFICKING - COMMENTS AND BEHAVIOUR THAT MAY OFFEND SOME PEOPLE BUT WERE CONSIDERED 'NORMAL' IN THE TIME PERIOD. |
IF YOU ARE BELIEVE YOU MAY BE OFFENDED BY ANYTHING CONTAINED IN THIS WRITTEN WORK, THEN DON'T READ IT AND CLOSE THE PAGE! CAUTION: “THIS EPISODE COULD CONTAIN VERY STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE [including sexual violence] HORROR AND GRAPHIC, STRONG SEXUAL REFERENCES. RECOMMENDED suitable for persons aged 18+ years only.”  |
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Alex spurred her mount up the small ridge and stared across the woods and fields which were a beautiful sight. She turned and viewed Blenheim House in all its Regency splendour and sighed a little: in two centuries time most of this would be roads and housing, all the thatched cottages and grazing cattle would be gone, replaced by urban sprawl. She patted her horse – Nelly – and turned back to the dirt track where the two brothers waited on their stallions. Robert raised his top hat and shouted; “Alexandra! Over here! That Blacksmith’s daughter’s wedding party has returned from the church!” His brother Rodney just sat on his mount and wiped his face and neck, feeling uncomfortable in this unusual spell of warm weather. He watched Alex approach with mixed feelings: he ached to fuck her, but his older brother had won the toss of the ‘shagging’ gold coin and he would have to wait his turn. That was the agreement between the pair, to stop them falling out over women or worse: fighting over them.
The coin – a Spanish Doubloon – had been given to them by Lady Anna, their mother, to sort any of their sexual problems out that surfaced between her two sons. Lady Anna was quite liberated on that point after seeing some other women's son’s duelling each other for the hand of a disputed woman. So far, her unusual procedure had kept the peace between the pair. But young Rodney was having doubts, he had realised that his feelings for this most beautiful lady were starting to cloud the happy arrangement. He cussed under his breath and stared back at the coulourful and happy procession slowly proceeding into the village. The young bride and groom walking in front, arm in arm.
Alex joined the pair of brothers, and they rode down to the crossroads and watched the procession pass. Lord Robert fumbled in his pockets and called the bride's father over. Joseph Tetley walked up and removed his hat. Lord Robert dropped a handful of coins into the man’s open hand saying they were for the happy couple and to wish them good luck. Mr. Tetley nodded his thanks and placed the coins in his hat and re-joined the happy group. Rodney grinned, slapping his brothers arm, “He’s a lucky fellow, she looks quite ripe and ready for plucking!” Robert sighed, “Really Rodney, there is a real lady present.”
Alex just laughed, “And where, dear gentlemen, is she?” That made both men laugh and Rodney declared Alex a ‘a real sport and a good egg.’ The trio rode back to Blenheim House’s stables in good cheer and dismounted as three grooms appeared for the horses. Alex slipped from her side-saddle and smoothed down her gorgeous gown, which was quite low cut [as was the fashion] adjusting her bosom, which certainly drew the brothers attention. But a house footman stood by the stable door and informed the pair that their mother required them in the drawing room. They apologised to Alex with little bows and removal of hats, then set off at a good pace to the house, followed by the bored footman.
Alex patted Nelly and slowly handed the reins to the groom who stood waiting. Now Alex really did smile, the young man towered above her and was slim built with fine hands and a smile. He ran a hand through his dark curly hair and took the reins, their hands touching. “I’ll run a curry brush over her my lady and settle her down if you’ve finished with her.” He spoke with a soft distinct accent that Alex couldn’t place and asked him about it. He smiled again, “I’m from Lord Robert’s Yorkshire estate my lady. Just moved down here because they were short of experienced grooms. My family is still in York.” Alex nodded and asked if he missed his family and he nodded, “There’s only me mum and two sisters my lady but I do miss them. But this was promotion and more money so I can’t complain. And the horses are beautiful and well-tempered.”
Alex chuckled and smiled, “That’s how some men describe me I believe. Behind my back of course!” The pair laughed at that and stood in silence for a while, looking at each other. Alex had a good feeling about this soft-spoken young man with the big, wonderful hands. She looked about the now deserted yard and asked to see where Nelly was stabled and the pair walked into the large stables, talking quietly about Yorkshire. Nelly was walked into her separate stable box and Alex asked why she was separated from the other horses. The young man smiled, gesturing to the other five horses in this section. ”They’re all stallions my lady so we have to keep her separate, so they don’t….” He hesitated and smiled again, “So they don’t breed by accident.”
She watched him as he quickly removed the saddle and placed it on the wooden stand by the small door and checked the bucket of water before giving it to Nelly. Alex took a little breath and said, “Oh, I don’t know, I’m all for breeding by accident. It can produce something quite beautiful and wonderful.” The young man chuckled and grabbed a blanket to throw over the horse. He said softly “I will agree with you my lady, when it comes to horse’s and….” He hesitated again, “And women.” Alex laughed and he watched with real interest her heaving bosom as she did. She smiled and ran a hand across that magnificent bosom; “And women young man? I do like your take on this matter and will – again – agree with you.” They stood smiling at each other, and Alex sighed, she would have to make the first move here – again!
She walked straight up to the young man and took his hand slowly, “And where does the regulated and acceptable breeding take place?” He stared down at her hand holding his and then back to her breasts, then her face. “I’m afraid in the yard my lady.” Alex shook her head, “Now, whilst I’m not a prude, fucking in the yard is a big nonstarter I’m afraid.” They both laughed again, and the young man looked up at the ceiling and Alex followed his gaze. It was the hatchway to the hay loft above. She squeezed his hand, “Now that does seem more suitable to this mare.”
Holding hands, they rushed from the box and found the ladder up to the hay loft, which Alex climbed first, with the young groom just behind watching her exposed ankles. But he was more interested in that incredible arse that was almost on his face as they climbed together. He slammed the small door shut and they stared at each other again, their hearts racing in anticipation. Alex giggled as he suddenly started to pull off his clothes and she joined him, though she removed hers more slowly so that he could appreciate what he was about to enjoy. She was down to her knickers and boots when he finally stood before her: stark naked. She slowly slipped her panties down and gestured to his good-sized erection. “I think young man your stallion needs my mare, and urgently by the look of it.” The groom chuckled and almost ran over to her, and the pair fell amongst the hay, kissing and laughing.
Alex loved his big hard hands all over her body and soon she was laid across him, sucking his cock with skill and pleasure. He lay back watching in silence, apart from the odd groan, occasionally running a hand over her bobbing head. Alex ran a hand between her legs and rubbed her crotch until she was moist. Then much to his surprise, stood and spat on her hand, then rubbed her vagina again. She squatted over the young man and slowly lowered herself down, pushing his erection into her moist fanny until she now sat on him with his cock fully inside her. Alex started slowly, moving back and forth with her hands on his shoulders, whilst he handled her big tits with some passion. Then she speeded up, really pushing her hips down and up, rotating them at speed for maximum pleasure: for both of them. He pulled her down and the pair of illicit lovers kissed, their tongues embracing with real joy. Alex was now bouncing her hips at some speed and could feel an orgasm on the way. She moaned loudly and the young man held her tight as she experienced a quick climax. He was thrusting upwards as she pushed down and that caused her to suffer another exquisite little orgasm.
Alex felt the young man come inside her and he cussed a lot, then rolled onto his side, whilst Alex sat up on her elbows and stared at the pipe smoker who slipped his pipe into his waist coat pocket. “Now my lady, if you really want to be serviced by a stallion, may I offer this?” Alex was about to say ‘no thank you very much’ when Mr. Easter, the head groom popped the buttons on his flies and unfurled his monster cock. It just hung then, slowly getting harder by the second until he held it with both hands. Alex managed to gasp, “Is that bloody real?” And Mr. Easter smiled; “Oh yes, my lady, it’s real all right.”
Alex
stared at the young groom who was sitting staring at Mr. Easter’s huge cock and
nearly screamed with surprise when he said quietly, “Well, if you don’t want it
my lady, I bloody do!” Alex just stared at the young man and shook her head,
now that’s what I call a fucking big surprise she thought and wasn’t thinking
about Mr. Easter’s huge cock that seemed to be growing by the second right in
front of her happy face.
Mr. Easter walked over and pulled off his braces and dropped his trousers, then knelt between Alex’s legs tugging down his underpants. “You seem wet enough from the lad’s seed he’s pumped into you, so I’ll start right away.” And with no further ado, Mr. Easter – the head groom – and resident human stallion of Blenheim House, mounted the mare Alexandra and fucked her to the point of screaming. [Though she didn’t complain about it] He pounded her so long and hard that when she walked back to the house an hour or so later, it was like she had a football between her legs.
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