'Annette sleeps', the Colonel announced grandly some half an hour later upon his rejoining Miss Martin in the drawing room.
'Or she pretends to, my dear. It is a means of covering-up her shyness and confusion. Shall you have her together with Caroline? They would make a lovely pair'.
'I? Good heavens, no', came then the gruff reply, bringing a twitch of amusement to Miss Martin's lips.
'Comes there a touch of romanticism to your soul, Colonel?'
'Sometimes you speak very strangely. I wonder at your true intents sometimes, I do. If you will have it so then- yes-I feel a different fondness for the girl than one who simply puts her bottom up'.
'The mother first and then the daughter-it is quite a usual thing', Miss Martin mused. Take not too much notice of my banter, for it is frequently meant to tease. I believe I have done so rather successfully today, have I not?' came her arch question, whereat the Colonel took on a sheepish look and was brought to agree.
'Annette would have been more shocked, more petulant, had it been Edwina', he brooded.
'Or Caroline, yes', Miss Martin said knowingly, having gleaned more from him on their first occasion together than the Colonel wished to think about. “They were too close to her, you see. That is the advantage of one such as I. You wish to keep her for yourself then, eh? Annette is not to be stabled, put to sport?'
'How did you know…? Dammit, I must have told you', he growled.
'You did', Miss Martin put in smoothly before he could summon up too much remembrance of their libertine discussion in Edwina's grounds, though it was Johnson who had supplied the most tingling details of that particular affair. 'If you wish to keep Annette for yourself, so be it, for I see no obstacle to such'.
'You are forgetting Sidney, Madam', the Colonel rejoined stiffly.
'So far from forgetting him, I am remembering him very well. He is of the essence of weakness, and I would not doubt that Edwina is enjoying herself thereby at this very moment. As to Annette, she must be attended to again before we leave, and therewith I have a little plan'.
'I expected you to stay-to stay upstairs on the bed with us', uttered the Colonel somewhat complainingly, and this causing his temptress to pat the seat beside her in invitation to him to take his place on the couch.
'I told you, my dear, I am not so easily taken. Pray listen to me and do not interrupt. Hold my hand. Are we not conspirators? No-my hand, you bad man!' she scolded playfully as his fingers felt upon her thigh. 'Did I not tell you to conserve your forces for Annette? You must continue to do so for the nonce and with good reason, for her buttocks will be stirring anew and she will needs be satisfied. Listen, my dear, we shall send word that I am indisposed and that we intend to stay here the night'.
To what purpose?'
'If you would but sit still and listen, then to the purpose that we shall not. Edwina will put her mind in two directions upon receiving the message. The first will be to wonder what I am at with you, for I know the minds of women well. The other will be to sport with Sidney the more. How is Annette to know that her intended husband is unfaithful to her unless she sees with her own eyes? In a word, we shall make a quiet return at some appropriate hour. Upon finding her fiance rooting in Edwina's nest-or mayhap Caroline's, for all we know-to whom will she then turn but you?'
'I say, what a remarkable mind you have!'
'Of course. And in any event, one tires of the same people, my dear. In a month or two you would have begun to look beyond Edwina and her daughter. Is that not so? You have no need to now', said Miss Martin with unaccustomed coyness.
“The deuce of it! You mean that you and Annette…?'
'I mean what I mean. She succumbs to me. There will be others, my dear. I am rather splendid at arranging such. As for Annette, her experience will be broadened in two ways: firstly she will become more aware that others pleasure themselves in a manner to which she has been lamentably unaccustomed, and secondly she will be seen by them to be outraged and so maintain her outer innocence'.
'Capital, capital. Not in front of Annette, eh? That will be my attitude', the Colonel beamed, though inwardly he felt some doubt as to how he might explain it all to Edwina afterwards. He could well imagine her saying, 'My sweet, you only had to bring her into it'. Such cogitations must have shown in his eyes, for Miss Martin thereupon squeezed his hand.
“Think not of those you are about to put aside, but those you are gathering to you. You are a man of considerable vigour and one whose ardent desires will remain active for many years yet, as mine will. And upon that thought, my dear, I have another which I trust you will consider impudent'.
'Proceed', uttered the Colonel hoarsely, for now while speaking Miss Martin was unaccustomedly permitting his hands to roam about her full breasts which he felt exceedingly firm. “They are superb', he uttered simply.
'For my age, yes. I am well-bodied, Colonel, as you will find. May I tell you what I have in mind? You have no other, younger daughters to whom my educational aspirations might be turned, yet there are surely others in this neighbourhood who-having such-have not stirred themselves to find a governess or perhaps do not welcome the constant presence of one such. Here, with such ample accommodation as you have, one might take in several girls as boarders. By such time as the first ones come into my care, dear Annette will herself be at a higher stage of-shall we say-awareness and thus assist me with the darlings, whereafter… '
'I say, I catch your drift!' exclaimed he, endeavouring at the same time to uncatch the straining buttons of her corsage but being coyly prevented from so doing.
'Annette is stirring; I believe I heard her', said Miss Martin evasively and rose, being pleased to see that his vigour had revived, the evidence therefor being adduced from the bulge in his trousers.
'Would that it were you', responded the Colonel gallantly. Getting up in turn, he embraced her, remarking by that delightful contact the narrowness of her waist and the voluptuous curving of her hips and bottom which Miss Martin permitted to fall prey to his caressing hands.
'Do NOT be naughty, Colonel; you have to attend to Annette again now, do you not? I see that I shall have to keep you well in hand when we begin receiving our boarders', said she, boldly assuming his acceptance of her plan, and permitting her mind to flirt vaguely but hopefully in the direction of Ethel.
'Oh? Am I not to be favoured with them?' he asked in dismay.
'My dear, you will play a very important role in their development. What else? Let us discuss it tomorrow. For the moment it is Annette who is to be favoured. You do agree with me, I take it, then? About having girl boarders here?'
'I am enchanted with the prospect! How soon may we begin?' the Colonel asked, whereat the pair moved towards the door.
'If you permit, then I will move here on Monday, having given due notice to Easton and Letitia. They will miss me, I believe', Miss Martin said, affecting a sigh.
“That I do not doubt. Pray disrobe before you enter Annette's room', came his whisper.
Miss Martin put her finger to her lips, for by then they were almost upon the landing. All had gone much better than she expected. Her initial intentions had been vague, producing thoughts of perhaps inveigling herself into Edwina's household, but with only the Colonel to deal with and the new prospects she had advanced to him, all had brightened and come clear. Pausing a few yards from Annette's door and motioning her companion again to silence, she removed her gown with much rustling and stood arrayed before him in but a guepiere, or waist corset, purple patterned stockings and her shoes.
His lips parting in admiration, he reached forward and cupped her well-tufted cunny with such a gesture of authority that Miss Martin acceded to it and leaned against him girlishly soothing her own palm around his risen manhood which she could feel thrusting through his garment.
'My dear, I must', he croaked urgently, feeling the delicious oiliness of her slit and the thick curls which tickled his palm.
'Both of us, then-but take her bottom first', came the soft reply-Miss Martin knowing well enough that she must accede if she were going to succeed and that once Annette had accepted his plunger he would almost certainly expend every drop in her. Bidding him then to undress but wait a few moments, she went forward on tiptoe and re-entered the girl's room, finding her as she had hoped and fancied her to be, which is to say lying upon her tummy with part of her bottom exposed.
As Miss Martin had already cogitated, Annette knew not how to get herself out of a situation in which she felt both shamed and excited. Hence, hearing a creaking of the floorboards, she pretended sleep and gave but a little start as Miss Martin's hand came to rest on her exposed globe and the bed sagged gently.
'What a lovely one it is', murmured the lady, coiling Annette's dress up higher at the back.
A little hiss emitted itself from the girl's nostrils at that. Her bottom-already having been fingered by the Colonel-felt strange. The fingertips that caressed it now were lighter, skating over the glossy bulbous surfaces and then feeling between the rearing cheeks.
'Sleepy', whimpered Annette, doing her best not to respond to the insidious sensation. At that her hair was lifted on one side and her earlobe sucked.
'He has you in his balls, my love, and cannot help himself, no more than you'.
'He sh… shouldn't…' murmured Annette in a would-be doleful tone while all the time hiding her face in the downy pillow.-'GOOO-ER! Oh don't! Please don't, Miss Martin! I have been too wicked even to be sp… spoken to. Oooh no, I don't 1… like', came her stammer as a delving fingertip assaulted her nether hole anew.
Settled comfortably beside her, Miss Martin stroked and dipped within the petulant aperture, causing Annette to wriggle and so rub her bush on the bedcover in the way that her mentor intended. Knowing precisely the sensations that Annette was receiving, Miss Martin did not doubt their efficacy and so continued moving just the first joint of her intrusive finger back and forth, the better also to-prepare Annette for what was to follow.
'P… please take your f… finger away. Oh, what a rude place to put it', Annette bleated, clawing at the cover of the pillow as the tingling, itchy sensation she received began to communicate itself in turn to her sperm-soaped slit.
'So far from being a rude place to put it, it is an excellent place to put it', intoned Miss Martin, 'For a doughty prick right up your bottom will bring you a torrent of pleasure, if you but yield to it'.
'Never! No! What a horrible idea! AH! Who is that?'
The question being entirely unnecessary, the Colonel- who had entered like a thief in the night-was upon the bed in a flash and, encircling Annette's waist with his brawny arms-secured her in a tight grip and raised up that bumptious part of her anatomy that was then in question so that the orbing cheeks were upthrust to his knob. This producing a loud squeal from Annette, he then released one hand immediately again to smack her elastic hemispheres briskly before renewing his grip on her which, being vicelike, did not permit her hips to waggle but an inch.
'GEEE-OW!' shrieked Annette, for not only did her bottom sting badly from the smack but in the same moment the considerable crest of her Step-Papa's cock came to nub against her ringed hole.-'DO-HO-ONT! You mustn't!' came her stricken cry.
'Hold her neck', growled the Colonel to Miss Martin who, at the lubricious sight and the barking of his voice, felt uncharacteristically in awe of him for a moment, though it must be said that the particular intervals thereof were very brief, for-having taken the nape of Annette's neck between thumb and fingers-she so twisted her arm that she was enabled to lie upon her back. Letting one stockinged leg dangle upon the floor, the hump of her dark bush with its peeping lips beneath was well offered to the Colonel's bleared gaze. Her upward gaze challenged him. A sultry smile played along her full lips. It was he whose features would change, as she well knew, and indeed they did the moment that he succeeded in first engaging himself in Annette's rump.
'WHOO-HOO-HOO! Miss Martin, stop him!' came muffled from the pillow.
The Colonel's nostrils pinched. The devil of it, Annette was tight. As the crinkled ring ceded slowly to the entry of his swollen helmet, so his cheeks became flushed with excitement and his teeth gritted. Such howls of seeming despair as floated up from the deeply-dipping pillow were as music to his ears, echoing those he had oftimes heard in selfsame circumstances in otherwise quiet bungalows in the hill stations of India.
'HAAAAR!' sounded Annette's long smothered out-bursting of breath. Her head shook from side to side as little as it was able to under the constraint of Miss Martin's calm, suppressing hand. Her tummy tightened as the inexorable entry of the thick, throbbing corker began. Her hands beat upon the mattress beyond the further edge of the pillow, the knuckles white.-'No, no, no, no!' came her mournful cry.
Whereat we may pause for a moment and lend our attention not entirely to our own recital of events but to the words of Miss Martin who in later years was to convey to a protege a letter which contained a remarkably long and detailed discourse on this very incident. For she deemed it, she said, a 'classic occasion' and-since the recipient of her letter was seemingly due to undergo the same process of learning as Annette-Miss Martin sought to allay any fears the girl might have.
Having obtained the privilege of perusing this missive, we take the liberty of quoting from it herewith.
“The cock is very properly applied to the posterior of a young lady whether before or after she has been attended to by the more conventional route. In my experience, Constance dear, many a girl has her bottom tupped first, for therewith are no dire consequences and her pleasure (as indeed you will eventually find it such) can be long enduring. She may indeed have submitted herself to two or three cocks and still remain virgo intacta which, as you may agree, could be of considerable benefit to her should she wish her future husband to believe that she is a truly modest girl.
'I instance the case of a really charming young lady whose name, Annette, will mean nothing to you and which therefore I may freely use without doing a disservice to her.
'I confess that initially her course of tuition was more rapid than might otherwise have been the case. In a word, she was both mounted and bottom-tapped within scarce more than an hour-thanks in part to the remarkable virility of her Step-Papa (I trust that will not cause you to blush) who attended to her both times.
'Annette acceded to the male shaft between her legs a little more easily than I thought might have been the case, though I must be open and say she was well titillated between the two of us before she was put on her back to receive him. Once his cock was lodged, all modesty failed her. The pair threshed in a veritable agony of desire until he spermed her whereat (according to his account-for I had quitted the place of amourous battle) they lay together stickily and lovingly the while that his penis-still remaining lodged in her honeypot-continued to emit its pearls and pellets of desire. Oh happy hour when you, too, receive such, my dear!
'A mutual period of rest having followed, Annette was then put up to receive the arrow of desire in her quite exquisite bottom (and you have no need to raise your skirts now and examine that part of your pretty person, for your own is rapturously round, as I have frequently told you).
'But will it not hurt me?' you have asked. THAT, my dear, is a fallacy. You will feel at first a slight stinging sensation, yes, but within a very short time indeed this will pass. That which is happening to you will naturally seem strange indeed, for it is an entirely new experience. Your bottomhole (and have I not tickled it agreeably myself?) will expand to receive. Nature has so fashioned the silk-smooth interior of your person that the male instrument will enter unimpeded and at no other discomfort than that your breath is likely to expel itself and the stinging come and pass.
'Once the cock is even half-lodged, you will feel manfully possessed and will begin to yield your bottom slowly even if doubtfully, as Annette did. Perhaps I should have birched her first. It DOES quell the rebellious spirit and makes the hot derriere more receptive to the entry of the prick.
'When it is halfway in, press back a little, as I abjured Annette to do. Still she wailed 'No!' yet I saw such subtle movement of her hips as aided him. Having kept her face pressed down, I-having caught the appropriate sign so unwittingly given by her sinuous torso-relinquished my hold on her neck, turned towards her on my hip, and raised her face. Her eyes were closed; her lips moved as if in prayer. Still a feeble whine came from her, as I believe it will from you. It is a kindness to ignore such, as I do assure you.
“The Colonel (for such he also was) was by then more than halfway home. His balls waited to be kissed by her cunny, for such is a delicious moment for both. At that moment my tongue licked the comer of her mouth which, as I say, was lax.-'Give me your tongue, dearest-he is up you now', I whispered.
'Her tongue moved, as I felt, but a fraction towards mine. A mutinous desire was upon her to break away from the pleasure that was encroaching into her person. I stroked her back, causing her to dip it more-the which I adjure you, Constance, to do, for it presents the bottom more fully. She moaned but by then was unresisting. Her cheeks were deeply flushed, her nipples hard. Her stallion was at her, as yours will be, my sweet.
'The Colonel, being skilled in such attentions, had rightfully paused to permit her corked bottomhole to accommodate itself fully to him. Uttering her name gently and holding himself thus, he unbuttoned her corsage and freed the lovely melons of her titties the while I succeeded in finding the errant tip of her tongue. Another whimper from Annette and her hard nipples were scooped into his palms while her cleft bottom waited on the final entry.
'Were you to witness such a tableau, Constance-as in a sense you could if a large mirror were to be placed by your bed-I am sure you would deem it one of the most delightful and sensuous acts that might ever be seen. It is true that a partly-sheathed penis in a cunny is visible to a spectator, yet not quite so well as is the male plunger when poised halfway twixt such luscious bottom cheeks as you yourself possess. A master of the art will always keep it motionless thus for a small interval, as the Colonel did.
'My hand stroked Annette's further, velvety cheek in that precious moment. Her tongue lolled sideways, for she could no longer resist letting it meet my own. I brought her face around more to mine, withdrew my mouth from hers (though keeping mine very close) and exhorted her in a fond whisper to protrude the tip of her tongue beyond the purview of her lips that it might tingle visibly against my own. I raised my upper leg in so doing and thus exposed my cunny and bottomhole to the Colonel's seeking fingers.
'Close your eyes for a minute, my sweet, and endeavour as best you can to envisage this voluptuous scene. A faint humming sound came from Annette's throat. The wet tips of our tongues waved delicately together. Our eyes screwed up with pleasure until our visages swam dimly before each other's eyes. Taking the tip of her tongue (all this being just visible to the Colonel as he crouched over her bent back), I sucked upon it gently wherewith-uttering a grunt-he slowly lodged himself to the full, uttering a heartfelt sigh as the warm cheeks of that which may be rudely called her bum nestled into his belly.
'Annette sobbed 'HOOOO!' but this time (as shall be with you) it was a sound of pleasure. Passing one hand under her sleek belly I sought and tickled her clitty which made her hips jerk to him agreeably. I knew her to be lost to all but the pleasure, and was delighted.-'OOOH-WER! OOOH-WER!' Annette bleated into my mouth while I- the recipient of the Colonel's fingers in both my apertures- bucked in unison with her.
'Fain would I have stayed thus, for my excitement was intense, yet in such matters-upon, that is to say, the initiation of a maiden-I hold to a certain convention that she must not afterwards feel herself to have been wholly seduced into the act. Bear this in mind, my pet, for you say that the housekeeper holds you while you are being birched, and that she has need to. Once you have indulged the cock, however, I adjure you to lend yourself to the lubricious act, for therein do you silently signal the arousal of your desires and their fond continuance thereafter.
“The Colonel himself would have been mindful of this, much as he may have wished to have me remain in my lewd posture. As I men-with much summoning of will!-disengaged myself from the pair and stood up, Annette uttered a little cry and made to reach for me anew, but I shook my head.
'Go on now, Annette-work your hips', said I sharply.
'HO!' she moaned and bent her face anew into the pillow, the smacking of her bumptious bottom to his belly sounding in the bedroom while the pulsing rod of desire eased back and forth, the Colonel's face being a link florid, and he needing but to hold her svelte hips lightly.
'Legs straddled, and standing back some two feet from the bed-surveying all and watching the delightful jiggling of her tits-I adjured her to speak of her pleasure. Her response was to utter more babyish moans, the which were moving to hear but insufficient for our future needs.
'Say yes, Annette! Ask him to do it!' I commanded.
At that her head rose and fell, rose and fell.
'Annette!' uttered the Colonel briskly. His teeth gritted. He was upon the ineluctable moment when his sperm would cascade and bubble in her receptive bottom.
'Nnnnnng! Yes! Do it! HAAAR!' came her wild cry. When her mouth then opened wide and the Colonel's own face contorted with passion, I knew him to be jetting in her. A frenzied movement of her round buttocks obtained, rotating and screwing into his belly. 'Mmmmmm!' Annette sang (for I can call it no less than that). I bent quickly, passed my hand beneath her furred bush, and felt her sprinkling in abundance, producing a haze of stickiness over my fingers. Moans sounded from both. With a rapturous cry, the Colonel sheathed his tool as deep within her as it would go and held her quivering thus while he expended his last powerful jets.
'Ah, what snufflings and murmurations sounded in those final moments of ecstasy! More wrigglings-urgent on Annette's part, as if she desired to suck in every pearl of his spendings. She made to sink down, but still he held her up and then slowly sucked his tool out from her bottom, creaming her rim as he did so.
'The ruddy helmet, gleaming with its coating of expended desire, emerged with the selfsame sound that a cork makes in emerging from a bottle. With its re-appearance, Annette's hips were still held hoisted up, for so it must be to maintain an air of discipline in the maiden. Had Annette uttered a false cry of remorse, he would have spanked her soundly, but I am pleased to say, my dear, that she did not. At the releasing of his hands, she subsided slowly, bit the corner of her pillow and lay palpitating, with closed eyes.
'You are next, my dear', said the Colonel then, albeit a little weakly.
'Am I?' I responded teasingly, then adding immediately, 'What a lovely girl she is, and now responsive now to your cock! Long may you attend on her thus for both her bottom and her cunny are well worthy of your prick-and more so than that of any other'.
'Such praise, I have no doubt will be lavished on you, Constance, and as to that… '
But there we may leave Miss Martin's long missive. Constance was clearly destined to become as much a plaything of love as was Annette.
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