I screamed loud this time, thoroughly carried away by my feelings. I was powerless I threw my arms and legs about, relaxed all muscles to be done with as he pleased. I kept up a joyous moaning that was intensified. His eyes devour me, as he too groans in his agony, looks down at my opened thighs and heaving belly and when he draws back both of us can see his cock and then see it disappear again into me. The feeling of it slipping in was, oh, so delightful. At this instant he holds me tightly, fucks me rapidly, and gives vent to vociferous “Ah's" fairly screaming “Mary G-od, Ma-ry!!”
“Y-es, darling Ro-ger!” I moan and hug him so tight “Oh, O-OH Roger, Ro-ger, COME COME WI-TH ME THIS TIME, OH-O! A-AH, O-O!” He roared “JE-SUS YES!” as he held me to him like a vise and crammed me with his hot milk now jumping forth in furious torrents deluging me, and that sent me off again.
I pleased him immensely by declaring him a most wonderful physique, with the most glorious appendages that woman could yearn for. I said as I stood up, “Roger, it may seem unwomanly, I will not say immodestly, for I am not a maid, to tell you I am glad you came, glad indeed. I say it because it is due you for the pleasure you have given me, and I am natural and not a pretender.” He held me in his arms as we stood up close together, belly to belly his hands roving over my bottom, his wet, drooping cock against my slit which was dripping gism down my thighs in rivers and said, “Next to Alice, Mary, I love you for just what you have been to me to day, a perfect gem of delight, not simply a woman to fuck, but a true and refined voluptuary.” We kissed fervently, and I ran to the pool, he after me.
When he caught me I said, “I'll wash this lovely cock myself, I brought soap as I intended to have a bath, and I want to study the thing more closely.” He just laughed. Oh, but it was a beauty, but to proceed. I said, “Roger, I want to see that bull do his duty to a cow, may I?”
“You surely can, dear, if I can get a cow in heat, and I think I can, but I want to be near you, Mary!”
“And I'll want to be near you too, Roger, I am sure!”
We surely did make each other feel good by our very tenderness. I went back to the house my way, he made a greater detour and came in by the rear. He managed to let me know that a cow would be fit tomorrow. That afternoon, as Alice and I sat on the lawn, you may well imagine my surprise at what she said. It was,- “Mary", I looked up, and if I ever saw true friendship and real love of one woman to another, it was then, “Yes, dear, what is it” I said. “Will you do me a lasting favor, a real good lasting favor?” I surely will, Alice, if it's in my power, and I guess you think it is or you wouldn't ask it to be done!”
“Will you:- will you take Roger to bed with you?”
I jumped up in sheer amazement, too astonished for utterance, but not angry, just simply stupefied. I dropped into my seat before saying a word, then said “Alice, you poor suffering woman, has your husband put you up to this?”
“Mary, upon my honor, no, it is my own thought, and I cry many times for him and myself too, because the doctor has warned us both about indulging, and he loves me so warmly, does not run after other women. I once in a while rub his thing off for him, but you know that isn't good for him nor satisfying as a real act would, so dear, as a great favor I ask it. You told me about the doctor and you, that's why I ask you, and I know you'll enjoy him, will you-will you, dear?”
I said, “Alice dear, I have been too much amazed for utterance, not offended, dear, heaven's no, but in sheer wonder at Buch an offering of husband by a wife. – You must love him with a rare love, one in a thousand, but are you sure that when I am in his arms you will not hate me for yielding?” I will admit to you I would welcome such a relation with him, I am no prude, and since the doctor's death I am hungry, Alice dear, but not so as to hurt you dear in your condition.”
“Mary, you're a dear. I could not make such a proposal to any other I know, and I'm honest in my hope and wish that you will let me send him to you this very night.”
I went to her, sinking on one knee and kissing her said in a low voice, “He is not to come to me, dear, I will not risk Robert's wakening, but I'll come to your bed with you and him in it. That shall be your best test, Alice, if you can endure it. I know you meant it as you declare.” She replied quickly, “You dear, dear darling, that's a desire I feared to express to you. Then it shall be under my very eyes, and I will delight in it, to see two perfect specimens engage thus, it must be a great sight to behold, and he's a wonder I can tell you. Mary, he has a wonderful affair to give any woman thrills of pleasure,”
“Oh, I admit, Alice, the thought sets me on fire, for he is a fine appearing man, and ought to please any woman.” I said, “Well, prepare for this night, Mary.”
I whispered to Bobbie later that I would be late coming to bed, that he should go to sleep, and I'd waken him by doing something nice for him. That night I went with Alice early to their bed, and Roger was not much behind. We kissed, laughed and joked as if we had not met (he and I) before. That was to be a closed book, but hereafter she should know of each occurrence.
The presence of the wife gave added zest to the affair which ended gloriously to the chief actors, and caused Alice to declare it was a perfectly glorious exhibition of a glorious act. She kissed me tenderly and was glad when I told her my joy had been perfect, that he made me feel ever so good, oh, ever and ever so nice and good “down there", I declined to stay the whole evening saying, “Oh, no, once with that engine of love was quite enough for me!”
I laughed with them, then went to bathe, and retired to Bobbie – I wanted my boy-lover. There he lay in the bright moonlight dressed, but with his white pants pulled down to his knees, his shirt up and his “member” fully exposed. There his nice roly-poly of a cock was curled down on his balls and I thought it a nice, captivating to look at in that state. I lifted it, filled it in the palm of my hand, and all at once it grew stiff slowly rising to his belly. I knew he must be dreaming, as he was talking of me in his sleep saying, “Is it right, Aunt Mary?” I crawled over him quietly without touching him so as not to awaken him, and placed the lips of my cunt on the tip of his stiff cock for about an inch, for I felt sure he'd go off in his sleep.
I did not move, but waited. In less time than it takes to tell it, the crisis came upon him and my kisses prevented his moans being heard. In the shock of the climax he awakened to a true knowledge of the real state of affairs. I asked him what he had dreamt, he said of me, and that he had just got the head of his cock inside the lips of my pretty cunnie when he spent into it. I told him how I knew he was dreaming, then we lay there for a while till he had recovered for the treat I had in store for him. I did not need his present work, but there was an exhilarating and fascinating delight to take the well formed son after coming fresh from the father's big cock which was presided over by his mother. Truly I was having the rarest experience. This time with him, for just the reasons given, and because I wanted time for my poor hard worked pussy to recover from the terrible stretching it had just had, I was full of mischief and curiosity, and so I determined to suck his beautiful marble-like boy-cock, almost devoid of hair as it was, and with skin as smooth as velvet, to suck it to a finish and swallow the hot love juice while it jetted from him.
I told him I would now give him the nice treat I had promised him, on condition he would never tell it, now or ever. He vowed silence. To let him know what it was to be, I started on one of those nice tonguings I can do. I stopped and asked as he kissed me frantically “Is that nice?”
Oh, Aunt Mary, it makes me dizzy with joy to know you will take him in your pretty mouth. Oh, let me kiss you, dear sweet tongue that is to give me unexpected bliss.” I put out my tongue as far as I could, and he took it in his dainty little mouth and sucked it till I almost went off in a spend. I still had my shoes and stockings and shift on so I took the boy and stood up beside a low ottoman on which I now placed myself, with my bottom well over the end, my thighs spread wide apart. He could thus get a splendid view of my charms as I sucked his cock. I now leaned back, turned my face towards him as he stood before me with his pants down and his dandy young prick throbbing with excitement, and slowly I took it in my mouth which I held rather tight so as to grip the head of his cock as it entered on his first suck. I tell you it was a good mouthful for me. I rubbed my tongue heavily over the head and rim, I put my hand up between his thighs to caress, pat and squeeze his nice solid bottom globes, to stick a finger into it's lovely tight little recess and finger-fuck it. But the position made this feat tiresome soon, so I just let my hands fall at my side and gave all my attention to my mouth and the sweet morsel that “filled it. It was not long before I had it jumping so that it almost lifted my head up with it. He'd bend down and finger fuck my cunt, then straighten up again till I finished him off God, but didn't he shoot a big hot load down my throat! and how strong and powerful were the jets of milky cream. At once my finger flew to his clutching bottom hole where I dug into it and rammed it in and out as fast as I could. After we had finished he said, “Oh, dear Auntie, if you can swallow that I can and would like to drink your pee as it runs from your little pussy.”
The very abandon of the boy endeared him to me more than ever. It was late, and I thought we have had enough for this night, so we fell asleep in our naked embrace.
I was sure I had a big day ahead of me, it being Saturday afternoon or early evening, and Robert was to drive me to the station after his Sunday school, so I had the time all mapped and timed out, so it did not suit my plans to let Bobbie fuck me when he awoke, but as he beat me in waking, and was kneeling between my open thighs toying with “it" when my eyes opened, I shook a finger at him but lay still and passive for him. He now leaned over me and took his cock in his hand and began to rub the head all about the lips, inside and out and way in under my bottom. Of course that could end in nothing but a fuck so I said, “She's your's, Bobbie, give your cock to her good and proper.” He needed no second bidding and again my cunt welcomed the smooth slipping in of a nice boy cock.
I can't prolong my tale. After breakfast, I said to Alice, “Roger must let me see a bull on top of a cow if I can find him anywhere, do you mind, dear?” She kissed me in her own inimitable way all her own saying, “Go after him, I think he's at the big barn, and after seeing that I think you will want the same kind of treatment as the poor cow, dear. I did when I saw it a year ago. It certainly makes us women passionate at a sight like that.” She jokingly touched me up (over my dress of course – a habit prevalent among women and girls who do it as a species of fun more than licentiousness) so we laughed, but I can't recall I said, and left for the barn. I wore a buttoned wrapper only, with a belt, all I had under it was a vest, black silk hose, high shoes. I wore no hat. Sure enough, there was Roger waiting for me, and he had plans all made, and everybody at work elsewhere. He led me to the lower part of the barn were the half doors were, the top being open and out of the way.
To be sure we did not get that far out of the barn without his hand being up my dress. He was so grateful I had come so nicely prepared, quickly his hand clenched on my bottom, and it gave him pleasure too to feel it swaying at each step I took, the two solid cheeks in their gentle swinging or swaying motions must have made him feel so good, and when he now and then gave it a sharp smack I'd jump a little and push my belly out, when he'd hand a slap on my cunt forcing my bottom backwards again till I said, Oh, Roger, stop, you'll have me spending before I see the cow get hers.” I ran away from him, and he was laughing.
There was Mr. Bull in a clean cow yard, but no cows, and as mad a bull as could be. He snorted and blew a steam of vapor from his nostrils, bellowed, and pawed the ground. I pitied any poor cow that entered there, for her soft cunt would get a most terrible fucking. As she came hot, he crooked his back. Now, he actually did this – he bent his back way up, and shoved out a loud, long, red cock, not very thick (not any thicker than Willie's here by me now) and he rubbed it against his hairy belly.
Heaven's, what a long red hot poker to shove into a poor cow, but, remembering Brownie's affair I concluded the cow would no doubt like it very well indeed inside her belly. Before he jerked off completely, he stopped, straightened – and such eyes he made, oh me!
He pawed and stamped, his long red cock stretched against his belly and beating up against it I now heard a gate shut and knew his poor victim had come into the yard. He ran to her at once. Heavens, it wasn't a cow I saw, but a young heifer, and she wasn't a bit afraid of him, but turned her hind quarters to him, swung her tail out of the way, while her cunt had just peed it was now sucking madly and the bull saw it. He only stopped long enough to smell it and give it a strong lick, when up went his front feet over her back, his fully twenty four inches of live, hot, red prick pointed unerringly at that quivering, sucking cunt and it – slid in without a pause, clear up to his balls. The operation was not a long one. I saw his cock then his balls draw up and I knew his juice was being squirting into her cunt.
My, how he bellowed and stamped when he drew it from her! Roger was near me, his hand all the time resting quietly on my bare bottom up under my clothes. He said he'd wait a bit, as the bull would doubtless repeat the act, as he had none for many weeks, and as the heifer was young and fresh she would take him again while her “heat” was on her.
He asked me if MY “heat” was on as he now slipped his hand way under my bottom and grabbed my moist cunt and gave it a gentle moulding and a squeeze.
We laughed, and I said it soon will be so you can be ready after the bull repeats the act. Sure enough, he comes to the heifer and smells her warm cunt, which was in a violet heat thrusting the lips way out and drawing them way in, and keeping it so for a minute.
He mounts her again but does it slower. I now see long in and out pushes. But the bull is not as attractive as a stallion at the same work, nor have cows the same beautiful contours and rotundities as the horse is blessed with. I now turned my attention to Roger who had his hand still at its love provoking work up my clothes, making me as hot as the bull was now. I opened his fly, then his belt and let his pants fall, his big cock fairly jumped into my willing hand. To make it real hard and hot, I opened my wrapper the full length, exposing all of me standing nude above my black silk stockings.
“Now Roger, I want to measure this beauty while he is fit for a queen. I had brought a tape with me for the purpose. His cock, under my handling got harder and harder as I pretended to find the right side of the measure, while he called me “his darling cutie.”
Well, sir it measured from the inside next to the belly root, to the tip of its nose exactly eight and half inches. Around the base its circumference was six and half inches, while the head was an inch and a half across the front. It was over three inches in diameter as I computed and there is no doubt at all it was more then two inches thick, and that's the cock I now threw my thigh over and myself into Roger's arms.
He carried me to a hay-loft, took my wrapper off, laid me on a nice blanket he spread over a bed of new mown hay, himself naked except for his socks. Oh, what joys I felt as that big, hard cock just prodded my aching cunt, making every part touch and rub every spot inside it. My poor little cunt lips turned inward as his cock forced his way into me. I gave up and could not restrain my joy and moans, my. rapture was fully conveyed to him in pet names. I asked him if anyone could hear us, he assured me not, so I gave myself up to the utmost abandon.
“You darling Roger, dear big COCK, FUCK, FU-CK me HA-RD, Oh, you are. YES, you are, O-OO, my CU-NT.” I tighten my cunt, grip my bottom, raise up to him as I arched my back and spread my legs open, thus thrusting my cunt out to him to its utmost, and he held me so, while he rams me fiercely, gripping my bottom with all his strength.
Oh, what a sea of spending he gushed into me! God! His balls were flying against my bottom in their violent hangings of which I could plainly hear the noise they made in the contact – like the slapping of a bottom with the flat of the hand. God, what a delight all this gave me! I spend and spend, so did he, I could feel it running down my legs in stream as his cock beat against my womb. Oh cunt that contains such a packing cock! Oh bottom that is getting such a spanking from such magnificent balls!!
We praise each other's bodies lavishly and sincerely too I know, then he said “This is to be a gala day for us both. Come, I've other treats for your eyes.” He stood me up and I wanted to wash my cunt, but he would not let me saying he wanted it to be slippery and moist to splash at our next fuck. I replaced my wrapper and he his clothes then he took me to another part of the farm to where he had some sheep. They had been shorn of their wool and looked neat and gamboled prettily about. This part of the farm was isolated from the rest, and there was a little room through which a secret panel gave us a full view of the mating of these gentle beasts. He brought in a male and female who were in heat and came into me. We watched their amorous dallings which were tender indeed.
It has always been noticed what a very true resemblance the ewe's private is to a woman's In shape and size it is almost its counterpart. Soft and luscious it bulges out in a neat and dainty little pad, and as I afterwards felt it with my poking fingers, it is for all the world like a young girl's inside and out.
The lips are soft and smooth, the inside is tight and clinging like a virgin's pussy. Is it any wonder these animals are much sought after by shepherds and men away from civilization to appease their sex longings! Well, the ram came along side of her and began to nose around her hind quarters. He licked it for a long time, inserting his tongue into it, to the evident pleasure of his gentle mate. His cock soon began to lengthen and stiffen, and a nice looking cock it looked too. It was about eight inches long, resembling that of a man in size and shape. He mounts her and in goes his cock at one push. He let it stay, there for a few seconds to feel the moist warmth of the cunt I guess, then began the quick pushes that soon brought on the happy crisis for both. He pulled it out and stood away from her, but her cunt showed its joy by the powerful contractions it made, pushing out its lips and then drawing them in. This sight made me hotter than ever. Then the little ewe spread her little legs and let fly her pee, and this reminded me I too wanted to pee, but Roger would not let me then, saying he wanted me to save it for a few moments. Off comes my wrapper and his clothes again. We are naked except for our stockings. He again makes a nice bed with blankets and hay. He loosens my hair so it flows down my back in ringlets. He asked me to lean over a little, which I did. I now felt Roger's cock playing about the region of my bottom cheeks which were opened by the position I had assumed he dug the head into the firm flesh of each cheek, then ran it up and down between them till he reached my cunt which jetted out from beneath them. God, I felt it enter me now, slowly, slowly it glided into my slippery nest, packing it tight. Now I see why he did not want me to wash it off after our last combat. I felt by bottom resting on his belly as his cock reached the limit of my cunt's length, his ball swinging up against my cunt, his hands gripping my hanging tits, he holds me thus and, God, what a ramming I got, whew! I could no longer hold my water and told him so. He said to let it fly as that was just his idea in asking me to hold it awhile, so he could have his cock up my cunt while I peed. I let it go as well as I could with that big cock cramming me so tight and pressing against the little pee hole. It ran out in little jets and must have felt good to him as it ran over his ball, for he burst out with “Oh, you dar-ling, let it g-o, it makes me so randy to feel it so nice and hot over my balls and for my belly to feel your little bottom hole open and close in the effort you make to pee.” I whispered, “Draw it out just a little so I can pee more freely, you almost shut it off, and I must let it fly as I have a whole bladder full.” He obeyed, and the hot liquid now runs free in torrents over his dangling balls making him fuck me more violently than he ever did before, and it made me hotter too to feel the bangs my pissing cunt got from those balls. Oh, what splashings, what sucking noises as his great length of cock runs up and down my peeing pussie I It would give heat to a stone statue to be-hold a young girl like me, her legs straddled, peeing and getting fucked at the same time. We both sailed away in the heavenly bliss, spending many times in rapid succession by the sight before us of the little sheep in heat and she peeing, me doing the same, and Roger fucking me from behind at the same time.
Just stop reading for a moment and try to picture to your self this luscious picture. Roger express his joy at having my bottom to his belly, saying it made him feel like fucking me to death, that I was so plump and solid there, and the two big cheeks would pinch his belly, all of which I received th«full benefit in front by the powerful poking I got.
As I spend I was forced to work it back and forth on him, churning my hips. Now I felt his hot milk madly jet into me. He held a tit in one hand and with the other hand he quickly slid his finger up my poor wiggling bottom which set me in more agitation than before. I had just finished one spend, when I now gave another because of that boring finger. We dressed at last and I said, “Oh Roger dear, I do not want to see any more sights or fucks, for I'm exhausted, and I must attend to myself or I'll be having a litter of babies.” He replied, “Mary, you go to the house alone, tell Alice as much as you please about us, take a rest and come out here about one o'clock when you shall see something you cannot surmise.” I laughed and said, “And of course, come prepared to be well fucked again, eh?” to which he replied, “To be sure, and I'm very sure you will want it then more than now.”
I got back to the house in high spirits and told Alice part of the morning's story, then we had dinner, and it was nearly two when I reached the barn clothed as I was in the morning. Roger was waiting for me. He led me to the horses stable, where was a beautiful stallion, but I wondered that he was so small when I was told he was a jackass. Now different from any other stallion you can fondle this beast. He will stand on his hind legs for you and let you play with him all over. Roger had asked me to remove my dress and go to him and feel the animal's sex. I made friends with him by giving him a lump of sugar Roger had given me for him, then I patted his nose, neck and gradually down to his rump which was glossy and shiny So smooth and round was it. He seemed to sense my sex, for his big tongue lapped and licked my belly and cunt so nicely, rubbing it up against it strongly.
It felt good to feel that large, most tongue flat between my partly open thighs, to feel it smack up against my bottom, while the flat of it caressed my cunt, then he tried to get the tip of it into my slit, which he did for an inch or two and I thought I'd go crazy with pleasure. He now pranced about and raised his hind legs and stood on them and out came his cock, an enormous one for so small a beast.
“Oh, Roger, I would dearly love to fondle his cock and balls.”
“I knew you would, and so you shall, he'll let you, he likes it too.”
“Come here, Billie,” I said, and he came. Roger motioned him to put his front feet up on his stall which he did at once. I got hold of his long cock which was rigid and kicking, then took hold of his balls so large and firm, gosh yes! Then I stuck my finger into his soft protruding bottom, which made him lift his tail so proudly. Roger brought a pail of warm water so I could have the pleasure of washing that big cock. Billie knew he would not be hurt so he held still. My, how it did grow stiff and hard and throb as the warm water and my soft hand touched every part of its length. It was just eighteen inches. I now got a handful of vaseline and began to rub my hand up and down the cock and so jerk him off, a wish I had harbored for many a day. Billie whinnied and his cock fair danced with its hardness and kicking. Back and forth I slid my hand over it and especially the head I had hold of his balls in the other. I now got into position under him, on my back leaning against his stall, so my cunt was on a level with his cock. I soon felt the stream coming from his balls which pursed up, I could feel it enter the root of his cock, so I put the head of his cock to my cunt and jerked him faster and rubbed the head against my cunt.
God! what a shower of gism my belly, thighs, cunt and bottom received.
I held it still to my cunt, and got a shot or two of the hot cream right up my belly.
I got from under him and Roger rushed at me turned me round, placed me on my hands and knees, and, gripping my hard titties, he just rammed his cock into my slippery cunt at one savage push, knocking against my womb in its violence. What a pocking I got! and short it was too, for the sight he had just witnessed had made him ready for a rapid spend. I shall never forget either that stallion fuck nor Roger's that day.
I cannot describe the exquisite feeling of that stallion's cock as I lay under him with that nice hard long cock encased in between my closed thighs, rubbing against my bottom cheeks, cunt and thighs. Of course it was too big to go into my cunt, but it felt nice the way it was. We did not tell anyone at the house about this, it was not necessary. We were to keep it a secret between us. It wasn't what I was doing in those days that got me in wrong, for everything was done within a select and circumscribed circle, carefully thought out.
No, it was the foolish thing of taking one man at his word when I ought to have known his disposition better. I don't regret my relations with him, they were in line with my quest for experience and curiosity about men's cocks, but, believing he was in earnest and that he would marry me, I was less careful than usual, but now I am not a bit sorry since it gave me this lovely, beautiful and affectionate little girlie here, who is like her mama in her love for the male tokens.
Well, I went up to the pool to wash after such an ordeal, and returned to the house. I spent the rest of that day with Alice, and begged to be excused from any more that night when she proposed I come to their room, but I said I would tomorrow afternoon.
When I got up to my room, Bobbie was in bed awake and waiting for me. While fully dressed I leaned over him, kissed him, toyed with his pet and playfully gave it a suck, then I dropped beside him. He said, “Oh, Auntie, if you are tired I will undress you.”
I know it's a keen delight to a man or boy to undress a woman or girl, to gradually uncover the beauties and charms of one's body one by one. I lay passive to him as he removed my skirt, waist, and I then stood up so as to make it easier for him to slide off the garments. Corsets were removed, shift, and now I stood naked except for shoes and stockings. I asked why he did not remove these, to which he answered he liked to see me standing in them all naked above. His cock gave many a toss and kick during the ceremony, and I had to give him squeezes in various well beloved parts of his lovely body. He asked me if I were too tired. I appreciated this keen consideration of the boy for my comfort, I assured him I was not, but on the contrary I had been sparing of my energies all day so I could give myself completely to my own dear little man. I then suggested an idea I had in mind all day – I wanted to give that lovely smooth round bottom a spanking to see it rebound as it got whipped. He responded gaily, saying it would give him a new thrill to feel Auntie whip him, and that he'd like to do the same for mine if I'd let him. I assured him I would.
I stood him straight up between my thighs – a favorite position of mine for this practice. I hit first one big cheek, then the other. Oh, how I grew hot as I saw those two lovely cheeks tremble and quiver like jelly at each touch I gave them with the cane I brought on purpose. I told him to bend down gradually over my lap as I hit him. He did so, I reached with one hand for his stiff prick and dangling balls and seized them and kept them so that the cane could not reach them. I whipped that glorious bum right gladly, smack, smack I gave him under them to the root of his now throbbing cock making' his legs fly this way and that and his bottom toss up and down. Not a murmur escaped him, as he bore it all so bravely. I now gave him the cane to do the same for my itching bottom and cunt, telling him to hit both bottom and cunt as hard as he could as it made me feel good. I leaned over a table for the purpose. He rained blows hard and strong on my out-jetting bottom. Many a time did he hit in between the cheeks on the smooth grove. Then he gripped one cheek in his hand and held it apart while he hit my bulging cunnie which was thus well brought to the fore between the cheeks. Hot? God! I'll say I was. I was made ready for anything, anything at all now. I sang out to him like a woman bereft of all sense and shame, “Ro-bie, whip it, whip it, whip it, there, good, hard, hard-er, O-OOH, A-AH!!”
He threw down the cane and smacked me with his soft, smooth hand, paying special attention to my quivering grotto. How he did smack it, pinch its lips, ran his finger into either bottom or cunt at one dig, making me delirious with passion. He thoroughly warmed up all the fires of lust, till I was a consuming volcano. Standing behind me, he rammed his cock up my aching, burning cunt. Oh, how welcome it was, that dainty, ivory morsel of boy cock, with his tender balls slapping and swinging up against my cunt. I reached down and grabbed them, gently scratching them with my finger nails, all of which he enjoyed.
But it was too good to last long, for I could feel his gism start through his balls on its agitated journey through his cock to deluge my cunt in torrents.
After a little rest in each other's arms, he asked if I'd let him put his cock up my bottom, saying those two twin cheeks so fascinated him he'd like to have them love his cock. I yielded. I stood up and again bent over the table with my bottom facing a large mirror. He stood behind me, his pretty wet cock stroking both cheeks, the cleft and then its little hole. In it went, slowly and without the least hurt to either of us because it was slippery with our gism. Up to the root he finally got it, his balls swinging madly against my cunt, his firm belly pressed against my firmer bottom of which he was now thoroughly possessed of. My cheeks gripped that cock for fully four inches, so I could feel it glide between them into the hole. He soon lodged a good stream of delicious cream up my bottom. I reached down again and took hold of his spending balls and dragged them to my cunt. His hand flew to my cunt and sticking two fingers into it, jerked me off rapidly, while his other hand squeezed one tittie after the other. I peed in little jets and spend at the same time. It is wonderful how nature can produce it so quickly under unusual circumstances. He now withdrew it from me, my bottom clutching it as it left it with a positive “popping" noise, it was so tight and wet.
That was the first time I ever had a cock at my bottom, and I must say it gave a new found joy all its own. Since then I've had several nice boy-cocks up the same place, but never a man's, it being far too long and thick for so tiny a hole. We hurried to the bathroom, washed each other off, with many sly touches of cunt and cock, and many a sharp slap of soapy, slippery bottoms, that got more than one soapy finger suddenly run up into it. To bed we went both more than content with the joy and pleasure we had received and given each other.
In the early morning, we both awoke, and as I thought it wise not to do much at that time of day, we merely contented ourselves by thoroughly jerking each other off. He washed as did I and he hurried down stairs to his numerous waiting duties about the house or farm. I lay in bed still thinking over all the novelties I had known here, when Alice came in and asked in a low voice if I were asleep. I said no, I was thinking of getting up soon. She sat on the bed by me and kissed me as only women can in their own inimitable, fond way, I returned them. Then she lifted up my nightie and said, “Oh, Mary, though I shall see you naked in the arms of my dear husband, I do – I do so long to feel and fondle your lovely young body with its gracious contours, its delightful treasures that are so tempting, may I?” I said “Sure, if it will give your poor starved heart any joy.” She fondled my titties, playing with them so tenderly, holding them up and gazing at them in sheer admiration. She slid her lily-white hand over my polished belly, down my thighs and up them by the back till she came to my bottom. This pleased her greatly – bottom, if well shaped magnetise everyone, man or woman, boy or girl by their lovely roundness. – How she patted, soothed, patted again one cheek after the other, opened and closed and pressed together the cheeks, then ran her small hand down in beneath them to my now throbbing cunt – for her roving hand had set me on fire, she moulded my almost hairless cunt, getting the whole of the thick pouting lips in her hand to squeeze and mould them, then she glided her slender, long finger into it so nicely that I sighed with pleasure saying, “Oh, A-lice, you make me wish you were a man, Alice dear, I'd let you “do me” to your hearts content.”
As I rolled on my back and opened my legs to her ravishing hand. I wondered if she'd tongue me just a little. She said, “Oh, Mary, it is great to be blessed with health and youth such as you have, you can enjoy the best of pleasure in life. God knows I am so, so hungry for sexual relief someway or other, and long to expand my desires on some one. Mary, I think you are so, so nice, and chubby I want – I – want to kiss this dear lovely little girlish nest of yours. Will you – will you let me?” With just the right kind of a sigh I say, “Help yourself to it, dear, do anything to me, anything you wish if it will give you joy.” I spread my thighs out as wide as possible to encourage and invite her timorous soul. She tickled the right spot beautifully, and I let her send me off in a delightful spend. The sight of it and my writhing under-globes made her lose all reserve, so she put her hands to my nest and fingered it passionately. I kissed her, and told her to let me lay still awhile as I wanted to be in good trim for the afternoon's labor. She said she would bring me up a nice breakfast as she hurried away.
Dinner over and Robert had gone to Sunday School. We made mutual signs to each other which were well understood as he left the house. Alice and I went up stairs. We were not quite undressed when Roger came in on us, but in a jiffy all three of us were naked. I took Alice in my arms for she was a magnificently shaped woman not big, not small, but just the right kind of dainty, plump figure to excite one.
“Come dear, you are to be the first,” I said to her, “Now, listen, you can take one with Roger under my directions. I'll keep his big cock from hurting your tiny cunt. It has had so little use that it has become like a little girl's of twelve, and by yielding readily you will get a real good one without any harm to your condition.” Roger too, thought the same – the sly dog, he too wanted the fun of having two lovely shaped women to toy with, one of us to look at each service he rendered the other. Alice assented, and kneeling beside her on the floor, I wet her girl-like cunt with my eager tongue – not for long though – then I said, “Now, Mr. Cock, come here.” He was very loving with her as he hovered over her. My hand was holding his cock, which I had licked well leaving saliva all over its big head. I pointed it to her cunt, the lips of which I parted with my other hand.
Oh, but it was exciting to see that Magnificent cock entering her nice cunt, to see the plump lips turn in on itself as it entered and then thrust themselves out when it withdrew, clinging to it as if loath to part with it. I held the lips a little more apart at each push in and had the satisfaction of seeing the most of it enter her.
“Now, Roger, play there, better not go in any further, do it nice to her, you charming beauty!”
Alice got hers shortly. I bade Roger stay in her a little while till she had fully recovered, then I got on the other side of the bed and lay waiting for what was coming to me, but telling him not to hurry on my account. He now had his hand and fingers roving all over my charms while working his wife's cunt as directed, taking care not to cram her. Alice said, “That was a sweet one, Roger, and I'm all right now. Come, I want to help this to slip into Mary's young, luscious nest.”
Well, I got it. I say it with emphasis. The condition attending the affair, and the wife's hand around my sensitive mount and bottom, and knowing she was looking at her husband's great cock sliding in and out of my cunt, knowing that my nest presented an even more exciting performance about that cock that did her's to my eyes, hearing her words of encouragement and delight, all these things increased the thrills produced within me by the exquisite attention his cock was giving me. I don't know how many times I went off that after noon, I gave no heed, I lost count of them after the fourth, I simply gulped his cock in my cunt and let it do with me as it pleased.
But there was no mistaking my joy each time, for I called out, “Dear Roger, Dear Alice, Sweet Cock!” just as I felt. After some number of spends I murmured to her, “Oh, Alice, you dear, how can I ever repay you for these wonderful favors?” She kissed me tenderly and mumbled, “Dear Mary, you are such a sweet fucker, enjoy yourself, dear.”
Well, exhausted as I was, Roger showed me he was ready for the big event. I helped to give his cock a wonderful climax. I fucked furiously, lifting my bottom up, and by arching my back, held it there, thus lifting my belly up in the air to him and squirming my bottom, on which Alice now placed her hand, whether for support or her own pleasure I do not know. Let me tell you he drove it into me now like a mad bull, touching every spot within me deeply. We kissed and sucked each other's tongue at each of our spendings. I lay limp, and when his cock finally left me it was beginning to drop it's huge head.
I was grateful now for the attention of Alice who whispered to me so wonderfully and tenderly, for I was far too exhausted to do anything for myself. She described our combat as the most wonderful sight she had ever witnessed, and I can fully believe her, poor soul!
Here I interrupted with, “Mary dear, you are too sleepy to proceed, your minute description of that Sunday afternoon is weakening for you, and considering its manifold features, you had better put off the rest till tomorrow.”
“Right you are, but first let me see you slide your nice “Willie" into Liza, for she's so hot and anxious for it. Aren't you, dear?” she said.
“You bet I am, mama, um-m!” Mary does the ceremonies according to the rights of true voluptuaries, and Liza has her “Willie” right up her little juicy slit. Mary says, “The treatment you both gave me during the recital makes me content to sleep and let you two work out your own salvation, so good night, and please do not wake me.” with which she kissed Liza and me, telling her to have a nice time and not to hurry “Willie” if you want to get the most of it dear.
Liza now had my undivided attention. She said, “Uncle Ro, when it gets all the way up my belly I want you to roll me over on top of you and let me do all the work.” I replied, “Good for you, darling!” I soon had her sweet little form on top of me, my cock deeply penetrating her tiny hairless cunnie. She raised herself a little bit to look down on me and I hold a hand mirror for her to see her cunt and “Willie” loving each other the better. She had no relief for some hours and, coupled with her mama's recital, she was most hot, burning, aching for a cock poking. As she looks in the mirror, she slowly presses her cunt down to my cock, pulls up again, supporting herself on hands and knees, sinks down – down hard quickly, squirms her bottom, nips her cunt so as to get “Willies's” head to rub her as much as possible. Up and down her splendid young body bounces, banging her belly on mine with some force. I placed my hands on those two lovely upturned cheeks and toyed with them and finally dig my finger deeply into the young hole. This makes her drive her cunt on me furiously. She kicks her legs about, bends them at the knees and assumes a sitting posture on me, her bottom nestling on my thighs pressing the cock into her as far as possible. A little of this and down flat she falls on me again, her bottom bouncing up and down, up and down rapidly as she fucks herself and me to distraction. Suddenly she screams, “O-OH, O-OH, I-T'S I-T'S COM-ING, O-OO, A-AH!” as she sinks on me, her titties shaking, bottom all a quivering and clutching my still imbedded finger, her long curls around my neck as she drops thoroughly relaxed on me. What a feeling to me it was, to have so young, sweet and plump a child laying flat on me, every part of her well developed frame touching mine, and my cock inserted in so young and smooth a cunnie, her bottom sucking in the delirium of bliss impossible to describe.
She was not quiet for long, for I played with her firm titties drew her curls about me, and a few upward pushes of my cock make her spend again as she opens her thighs wide apart to let it flow out of her, her bottom thrown into active suction the while as it gives little nervous jerks down on me, shoving her cunt on my cock.
She slowly rises again and kisses me declares “That was so perfectly sweet I'm going to do it again. I tell her to turn her bottom toward my face and insert my cock up her cunt in that position. She quickly did it, and her cunt being now well moistened with our mingled juices, it easily slid into her belly at one push. Oh, but it was so good to me to be able to see her dandy bottom in full view working up and down as she supported herself on her feet in the sitting posture, to see it twisting from side to side in its agony of joy, and I could easily see my cock bobbing in and out, my hands playing with her bouncing titties. God! what a sight, what feelings! It begins to tell on her again and she moves her bottom swiftly, ravenously her little cunt now devours my cock, while she murmurs, “Oh, sweet CO-CK, FU-CK M-E, O-OO!” as she spends on me, peeing at the same time so overcome were her feelings, I could feel it run over my balls. She kicks her legs about, and falls forward on my feet, my cock still in her belly. It felt peculiarly good to feel a new sensation grip it in this new position as her body fell forward. I raise my head to see her upturned bottom still struggling, quivering, shaking with my cock straight out, forward in her cunt just underneath the two globes. God, the very sight of it made me squirt a river of the hottest milk I ever spent into her just as she lay thus! Naturally she felt the inundation, as her bottom told the story of her feelings plainly by it's mad relaxation and contractions, her cunt nipping hard on my cock giving me new thrills. She collapsed completely. I take my cock out, pick her up and fold her to me in a tender embrace, my cock inserted in her again so she'd feel it when she came to. She soon did and whispered, “Oh, dear Uncle Ro, I'm so, so tired, you fuck me now, will you?”
“You bet I will, you sweet milking dearie.” She got diddles, crams, rapid fucking, slow in and out movements, one alternating the other till our natures could endure no more, such intensity, such exquisite blissful strains and we spend together twice in rapid succession, hugging each other as if we'd just crush each other. We both fell asleep without either of us getting up to wash.
Mary was the first to waken in the morning and saw the way we had fallen asleep, and she was washing “Willie” when I awoke. Liza too, wakened, then Mary said, “You two must have had something nice, something extra nice the way you both fell asleep without washing.
Liza, you must never, never get too tired for that, dear, or in a year or two it may be costly to you.”
“I know, mama dear, but I lost all control over myself last night after my fourth spend, I can even feel it yet, Oh, but it was awful sweet, mama dear!”
We had breakfast, and as soon as everything down below was over with, we went back to the bed room and Mary took up her tale again where she had left off last night.
“When I left their room that Sunday afternoon I enjoyed a bath and I dressed for my return trip home. I put no panties on, but had to wear corsets to properly set my clothes. I intended to let my little lover Robert, have what fun he could on the long drive to the station. We started as soon as he came home. I had asked to have him drive me, for I told them I wanted to rest and no more loving from Roger, and laughed. We were all three in a jolly mood. Robbie and I started early, so he could get back in good time. We had a light robe in case we passed anyone on the lonely road.
As soon as we were far enough away, I released his cock and toyed with it. He felt blue at my going, but I told him it was better for him, for he must give “this” and “these” a rest. On a hill where we could see all around I leaned over and sucked the nice stiff thing for a bit, then he begged to suck my cunt before I left him. I drew up my skirts to the waist, sat with my belly forward on the edge of the seat and leaned back He dropped on his knees to the floor of the buggy, and greedily lapped my aching cunt. I knew it would please him to know he had sent me “off” so I let him carry it to the finish. My moans and groans the twitching of my bottom, my shoving my belly out to him in little nervous jerks told him I was spending most profusely.
He now sucked at me, more hungry than ever, sticking his tongue way, way into me and meeting my jetting milk as it began to come from me, his hands under my bottom, or stroking my thighs, till I had to say, – “O-OH, B-O-Y, of mine, no more – no mo-re, I can't stand another bit of bliss, O-OH, TH-RE!”
We drove on a bit, and when I thought I was able to stand it, I told him to slip his cock in and give him his last feast. We were perfectly safe from observation where we had turned down into the woods, I fixed myself to aid him and he took a fuck at me from behind as I leaned over the buggy, my bottom wriggling up against his young, tight belly, his balls smacking me underneath at each violent thrust he sent into me. My hand was at the soft cunt of the mare, I spent and peed at the same time as his dear love juice flew into me, up went my arm into the mare, who seemed to enjoy it immensely, the sight of which, I guess, very much excited Bobbie, to see my white bottom nipping, and the large round bottom and cunt of the mare with my arm up it to the elbow, no wonder he spent a river of precious boy-milkings into me. We then drove on and I told him I was to have him come and visit me as soon as he could be spared at home. He expressed his great surprise at such a treat, and I continued “Now you have begun to take pleasure in “junior" you'll be looking about for a new place to put him after I have left. Oh yes, you will, and you may, dear boy, only do not put it into young girls. Get your joy from women eight to ten years older than you, for you can give any woman pleasure with this (I had it in my hand). He promised to be cautious about everything and to maintain absolute secrecy about me in particular.
“And Robbie, while I say “go ahead” and fuck, I must be told all about it when you come to visit me. Remember, dear boy, I introduced you to these joys, and you can depend upon my secrecy. Do you promise faithfully?”
“YES, YES, Aunt Mary, to all you have urged and asked.” Tears had streamed down his bonny face as we parted, and I loved him for this delicate tribute to me and my memory.
And now I am back home to more quiet hours, and not a fuck to arrange for every few hours. As previously arranged with him, my Harold called that same Sunday evening. We embraced with glee on both sides, then I seated him on a lounge beside me. After our first greetings were over – I was holding him against me – and with the free hand have been slowly unbuttoning his fly and had slipped my hand inside to meet his stiff cock and just held it while he kissed me. And now you can be prepared for a big, huge surprise, for what happened during my brief absence from him.
For this episode and my further adventures in love's pleasant domain, I will treat of in another volume I shall write in the near future if my health continues to support me with its good grace and the strength.
Already this volume has run much further than my first intentions. It does not seem so long when one first starts out on a job of this kind. So, adieu, friends, and I trust we shall all meet again in another long chat. Good night!