New Adventures of Scarlett Holmes Ch. 01

"Must you smoke those awful things? The room reeks."

Emma wrinkled her pretty nose and waved her hand in front of her face.

Scarlett scoffed and shrugged Emma off with a cursory dismissal.

"When I'm not working, I get restless and bored."

She sat in an armchair, crossed her bare legs, and looked out of the window at the blue sky. The smoke gave her already gravelly voice an even deeper tone.

"It is a matter of opinion whether I am considered blessed or cursed. I am one of, if not the worlds best, consulting private detective and I relish the most difficult and most outlandish of cases put my way. My mind is quick and alert to the tiniest of clues, and my brain can figure out quite impossible cases that leave most dumbfounded. I lack interest in the in usual way of life and detest the boring and the mundane. I admit I need stimulants such as these cigarettes."

She exhaled a stream of smoke and grinned as Emma poked her tongue out in protest. It had been one week since Holmes had emerged from the strange phenomena that had seen her transported from her time of 1891 to the present day.

At a loss to explain the science behind it all, nevertheless, the blonde beauty was utterly grateful to still be alive.

"I was born with good looks and a fulsome figure, so my only other vice is an acute craving for sexual satisfaction, whenever and wherever possible. I find both males and females attractive, although I consider men to be unreliable and conniving for the most part. Although having intercourse with a man I must say that I do favour the gentle touch. Do I shock you?"

"On the contrary, I think you will fit in quite nicely in the year 2023. Women have been liberated for decades. We have the vote, equal rights, and have defeated sexism at work and in politics."

"And sexually?"

"Big improvements since your days. Women can enjoy free sex. Outside of marriage, with whom they please, and with no romantic ties if she so chooses."

"What about same gender sex?"

"Totally fine. Women can even marry each other."

"Is that so?"

"Speaking for myself, I'm quite happy sharing my bed with a man for my own needs and pleasure."

"Never with other women?"

"Just guys. Can we change the subject for once?"

"It's alright for you, Emma. I haven't had the slightest hint of intimacy for 130 years!"

Scarlett re-crossed her pins and raised an arched brow at Emma as her dress rode up her pale thighs. What she wouldn't give for the young actress to hop over and stick her head between her legs and bury her face in her snatch. The fact was, that Scarlett Holmes had blurred the truth a tad as what she said about not having sex for 130 years was only true up to an hour previous.

"Oh, did the maintenance man call about the loose bathroom tiles?"

"He did pop in, yes."

And pop he most certainly did!

x

"I've come about the bathroom tiles. Miss Watson left a message. May I come in?"

Scarlett looked at the square-jawed man with closely cropped fair hair and felt her pussy twitch.

"Please. Pardon my appearance. I was taking a bath."

Scarlett dripped onto the carpet beneath her bare feet and stood demurely with a bath towel discreetly knotted at her ample bosom.

The twenty-something handyman tried in vain to avoid staring at Scarlett's deep cleavage but failed miserably.

Result thought she as she smiled back.

"I can come back later if it's inconvenient, Miss?"

"Holmes. Don't dither man, come in, come in. I shall be rooming with Miss Watson for the foreseeable future."

That'll be a sight for sore eyes he thought.

"Right. I'm the handyman, repairman, whatever, for the building. Names Hudson, Martin Hudson."

"HAH!" Holmes clapped her hands together which caused the man to flinch slightly. "The universe and its mysteries never cease to astound. Through there, Hudson."

As they both entered the en-suite bathroom of Scarlett's personal bedroom she recalled about the treasure that had been her landlady, Mrs. Hudson, when she roomed at 221B Baker Street so very long ago.

"I see the problem."

As Hudson opened his dark brown bag of tools, Scarlett took the time to scrutinise the fair-haired man's impressive physique. Broad-shouldered, muscled torso, and tight ass, he obviously stayed very fit. The image of a desirable male in her midst stirred the sex-starved female.

"Sportsman are you, Hudson?" Asked the very aroused Miss Holmes. He shall be a sight for sore eyes.

"Rugby. I'm a three-quarter. Played for the army in Afghanistan."

"Right. I can't believe the British are still engaged in that country after all this time. One of my closest colleagues, my dearest Doctor, served there in seventy-nine."

"Oh, nineteen seventy-nine."

"EIGHTEEN seventy-nine, actually."

Hudson shot her a bemused look and at the same time realised that the woman was unwrapping her white towel in front of him.

"Do you mind if I continue bathing?

"Er, no."

Hudson's mouth gaped as Scarlett nonchalantly undid the knot at her bust and let the towel drop to her feet. Scarlett looked stunning in the buff. Her golden blonde hair was tied loosely on top of her head and his eyes focused on her remarkable bared breasts. Full and rounded they appeared to defy gravity, even though she was now in her mid-thirties.

Proud of her body she ran her hands up her hips, over her stomach, and cupped her magnificent globes. She was the epitome of a curvy and voluptuous female. She radiated sex appeal and she knew it. Scarlet turned to the oval-shaped stub that stood in the middle of the room on four brass legs and let Hudson get a good look at her superb backside. Two half moons of pale flesh perfectly bisected by her newly shaven pussy that protruded enticingly dead center.

"Good, still hot."

Scarlett removed the clip holding her fair locks and let them down as she dipped her foot into the water to test the temperature. She hopped back into the tub and knelt on her knees. The water was still full of suds and she retrieved the big sponge that floated on the surface and soaped up her big tits with it. All the while she drizzled the bubbles on her rack she cooed and sighed in such a sensuous manner that Hudson could barely make a fist as he attempted to repair some of the misaligned tiles above the hand basin.

"Hudson? Could you be a dear and wash my back? I always have difficulty reaching behind because of, well, you know."

Scarlett inhaled deeply and perfectly displayed her boobs, the water level just at the bottom of her bosom. The hot steamy water felt much more soothing than a shower preferred by Emma.

"Yes, Miss Holmes. Alright."

I can do this, he thought to himself as the soaped-up babe held out the sopping sponge.

"And take off your shirt. No sense in getting it all wet, is there?"

"My shirt?"

Hudson crossed his arms and tore his tee off over his head and revealed his ripped upper body to an admiring Holmes. He came behind the tub and squeezed the sponge over Scarlett's back and watched the suds run down her spine.

"That tickles. Now rub the water in firmly."

Hudson cleared his throat and began to massage her shoulders and flanks. The feel of the sponge against her skin was incredibly arousing, especially as it was held in the fellow's hands. Scarlett giggled as she deliberately turned to her left so that Hudson got a good handful of her right breast.

"Sorry about that."

"Nonsense. In fact."

Scarlett swiveled on her knees and faced the young beefcake, taking the sponge from him. His hairless chest was dappled with bath water and her nipples were as hard as bullets. Her eyes wandered to his parted lips and a full-body shiver went through her as she imagined kissing his beautiful mouth. As her desire took hold she felt her pussy moisten dramatically.

"Could you do my front?" She asked in her husky voice.

"If you like."

Scarlett held up the sponge, and as he reached for the soapy ball she dropped it into the tub.

"Oops, silly me. Can you see it?"

As Hudson tentatively put his hand in the water Scarlett lunged up so that her loins came into contact with his searching fingers. Before he could react the sex-starved blonde ground against his hand and simulated the sexual act. It was clear to see that his burgeoning erection was straining in front of his trousers.

"I'm so wet down there. Get in the tub."

"But..."

"No words, Hudson. I need you to fuck me. Now."

Realising he had passed that point of no return himself he duly obliged with her wishes and drew down his pants. His impressive erect cock sprang from its confines and bobbed up and down as he took off his shoes and socks.

"Isn't that better?"

Scarlett raised and held his ramrod-straight dick in her fist and jerked it several times to gauge its thickness. He had a nice scrotum too, and his groin area had very fine pubes that were so light as to be veritably transparent. Slowly, and with loving care, she swirled her darting tongue around the half-stretched foreskin and murmured as it peeled back to unveil the large tapered glans beneath. She pursed her lips and drooled saliva to make him wet enough to slide her mouth down to the halfway mark on his rock-hard shaft. Throaty groans from her tightly clamped lips vibrated on his shaft and he gasped at the incredible ache in his balls.

'Ooohh!"

Hudson groaned as she took him in deeper, dribbling and gagging audibly as she went. She started a hands-free blowjob and rubbed and pinched her aching nipples as she moved her head up and down on his knob. In his increasing ardour he rocked his hips back and forth and thereby pushed his length further and further into the warm depths of her mouth. Despite her preference for the feminine touch, this was something Scarlett had missed for a long time. The sublime pleasure of a pulsing cock sliding in and out of her clamped lips and jamming down her throat.

"Mmmph!"

The all-too-familiar tingling in her pussy was too much to ignore and the cock hungry detective released his saliva-coated dick and gasped for air. Taking his large hands in hers Scarlett invited him into the tub with her and pulled him in close, wallowing in the touch of his taut muscles. His solid wall of a chest was pleasing to hold and she arched her back and hugged him tightly. Hudson took her left breast, lightly covered with collected soap bubbles, in his hand and her stiff nipple pressed into his wet palm.

"Kiss me."

Hudson grunted an affirmative and started to softly kiss her neck, cheeks, and ears which made Scarlett bunch her toes in the soapy water they stood in. Her right hand snaked in between their wet bodies where she dug her nails in his groin and jerked his erection. The turned-on hunk grabbed both her boobs and found them to be quite large in proportion to her frame. Scarlett moaned into his mouth as they locked lips and let her lover explore every inch of her curvy rack.

"Mmm, yes. She likes that."

As Hudson met her mouth he made out the intriguing shape of Scarlett's lips, the upper meeting the exact dimensions of her lower. Gradually Scarlett shifted in the tub and her bottom found the rounded edge. She drew Hudson toward her and curled her left leg, bent at the knee, around his right hip. Her heel bumped him urgently and purred as his rigid pole grazed the inside of her smooth thigh. He bucked up and the flared tip of his dick parted her sopping entrance and Scarlett welcomed her first man in 130 years!

"Oh, fuck!"

Her hands held onto the tub so hard that her knuckles turned white. She bared her teeth as he slowly, almost agonisingly so, pushed in further.

"Please, please, more. Give me more."

Scarlett's nails dragged across his broad back as she moved her hips up in encouragement. She whimpered as her pussy was rudely penetrated by a healthy length of stiff manhood. Once he was totally buried in her cunt they remained still as Scarlett enjoyed the splendour of that fullness of a cock inside her. Hudson pulled back, almost entirely, and then stared at a languid screw with long and steady strokes that drove the woman insane with pleasure.

"Do it. Do me."

He caressed her body all over, skimming the palms of his hands on her wet and supple skin, as they dipped tongues into each other's mouths. Hudson lifted her by her rump and Scarlett encircled his body with both legs. Impaled on his rigid spike, Scarlett moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. She thrilled at the tight sensation of him filling her to the very depths of her womanhood.

"You're so big inside me."

They spilled water which splashed out of the tub and onto the cool floor tiles as Scarlett was bounced on his rod of iron. She was his plaything as he cupped her buttocks and guided her up and down effortlessly. Then he let her down and Scarlett turned her back to Hudson. As he balanced on the inside edge of the tub he brought her wet body down onto his lap until she fit perfectly between his meaty thighs. With a sideways glance, she eased her backside up a tad and sighed as she met his upright pole, hot and wet for her pleasure.

"Merciful heavens!"

Scarlett touched her brow with the back of her hand in a shock of delight and gratitude as she sank all the way onto his desirable log. She gripped his thighs and drew a grimace from the ripped handyman as her nails dug in. The water swirled and her entire lower body rocked as she rotated on his dick and she held his paws in her hands and guided them to her jiggling boobs. The rabid blonde moved at her own pace, not wishing the sex to end just yet. She could feel every bump and ridge on his shaft and she milked him as was her want.

"Oops!"

In this erotic but awkward position, Hudson slipped out of her twice and he fucked air until she fed him into her gaping quim. He held onto her hips and ensured he would not pop out again and drove up into her, drawing yelps of undiluted passion from the bouncing blonde. In his eagerness to pound the shit out of her, they tumbled forwards into a standing doggy stance. With the steamy water up to their knees, Hudson banged into her from behind, smacking her fleshy buttocks in his heated frenzy.

"Won...der...ful!"

Scarlett's body was shoved three inches forwards by Hudson's rhythmic strokes and he buried his cock in her to the hilt. Her tits wobbled under her as she was slammed into even harder than before. He grabbed her hips for leverage and went for broke.

"Are you going to ejaculate?"

"Ejaculate? Yes!"

Scarlett turned quickly in the tub and squeezed her massive boobs together to trap his cock between them. Her body was forcefully rocked as Hudson rammed his pulsating dick into her ample cleavage. He pumped and pumped and then shot cum all over her big globes and neck. With a squeal of delight, Scarlett arched her back and watched with glee as the sticky goo flowed down her homemade channel between her boobs onto her front.

"Nice."

Scarlett took his bell end into her mouth and sucked up what was left of his cum.

As she sank back into the foaming water she looked up at the speechless handyman.

"Thank you, Hudson. That will be all. I shall keep you in mind, however."

"Miss Holmes."

He gathered up his discarded clothing and left her to relax in her bath. This may very well be the start of something, she mused.

to be continued...