The merry month of May has always been famous for its propitious influence over the voluptuous senses of the fairer sex.
I will tell you two or three incidents which occurred to me in May 1898 when I went on a visit to my cousins in Sussex, or as I familiarly call them the She-Noodles, for the sport they afforded me at various times.
My uncle's is a nice country residence standing in large grounds of its own, and surrounded by small fields of arable and pasture land, interspersed by numerous interesting copses, through which run footpaths and shady walks, where you are not likely to meet anyone in a month.
I shall not trouble my readers with the name of the locality.
Well, to go on, these cousins consisted of Annie, Sophie and Polly, beside their brother Frank, who, at nineteen was the oldest, the girls being respectively eighteen, sixteen and fifteen.
After dinner, the first day of my arrival, Paterfamilias and mama both indulged in a snooze in their arm chair, whilst us boys and girls (I was the same age as Frank) took a stroll in the grounds. I attached myself more particularly to my cousin Annie, a finely developed blonde, with deep eyes, pouting red lips and a full heaving bosom, which to me looked like a perfect volcano of smothered desires.
Frank was a very indolent fellow, who loved to smoke his cigar and expected his sisters, who adored him to sit by his side, reading some of his novels of the day, or tell him their love secrets, etc.
This was far too tame an amusement for me and as I had not been there for nearly three years, I requested Annie to show me the improvements in the grounds before we went in to tea, saying to Frank banteringly:
I suppose old fellow, you're too lazy and would prefer your sister taking me around?
I'm too comfortable; lazy is an ugly word, Walter, but the fact is Soph is just reading an interesting book, and I can't leave it, he replied: Besides Sissie is just as well or better qualified than I am to show the grounds, I never notice anything.
Come on, Annie, said I, taking her hand: Fred is in love.
No, I am sure he never thinks of a girl, except his sisters, was the reply.
We were now out of earshot, in a shady walk, so I went on a little more freely.
But surely you, coz, are in love, if he is not. I can tell it by your liquid eye and heaving bosom.
A scarlet flush shot over her features at my allusion to her finely moulded bosom, but it was evidently pleasing, and far from offensive, to judge b her playfully spoken:
Oh, for shame, Walter!
We were a good distance away by this time and a convenient seat stood near, so throwing my arms around the blushing girl, I kissed her lips and drawing her with me, said: Now Annie dear, I am your cousin and old playfellow, I couldn't help kissing those beautiful lips, which I could always make free with, confess all before I let you go.
But I've nothing to confess.
Do you never think of love, Annie? Look me in the face if you can say it to a stranger to your bosom putting my hand familiarly round her neck, till my right hand rested on one of the panting globes of her bosom.
She turned her face to mine, suffused as it was by a deeper blush than ever, as her dark blue eyes met mine in a fearless search of my meaning, but instead of speaking in response to this mute appeal, I kissed her rapturously several times, sucking in the fragrance of her sweet breath, till she fairly trembled with emotion.
It was just beginning to get dusk, my hands were caressing the white firm flesh of her beautiful neck, slowly working their way towards the heaving bubbles a little lower down; at last I whispered:
What a fine-what a lovely bust you have developed since I saw you last, dear Annie, you won't mind your cousin, will you, when everything used to be so free to each other; besides, what harm can there be in it?
She seemed on fire, a thrill of emotion seemed to shoot through us both, and for several moments she lay almost motionless in my arms, with one hand resting on my thighs. Priapus was awake and ready for business, but she suddenly aroused herself, saying:
We must never stop here, let us walk around or they will suspect something.
When shall we be alone again, darling? We must arrange that, before we go in, I said quietly.
It was impossible to keep her on the seat, but as we walked on, she said musingly:
Tomorrow morning we might go for a stroll before lunch. Frank lies in bed and my sisters are keeping house this week; I shall have to mind the pies next week.
I gave her another hug and a kiss, as I said: How delightful that will be, what a dear thoughtful girl you are, Annie!
Mind sir, you behave tomorrow, not so much kissing, or I shant take you for a second walk; here we are at the house.
Next morning was gloriously warm and fine; as soon as breakfast was over, we started for our stroll, being particularly reminded by papa to be back in good time for luncheon.
I gradually drew out my beautiful cousin, till our conversation became exceedingly warm, the hot blood rushing in waves of crimson over her shame faced visage.
What a rude boy you have grown, Walter, since you were here last, I can't help blushing at the way you run on, sir! she exclaimed at last.
Annie, my darling, I replied, what can be more pleasing than to talk of fun with pretty girls, the beauties of their legs and bosoms, and all about them? Now I should like to see your admirable calf at this moment, especially after the glimpse I have already had of a divine ankle; saying which, I threw myself under a shady tree, close by a gate in a meadow, and drew the half restraining girl down on the grass by my side and kissed her passionately, as I murmured:
Oh, Annie, what is there worth living for, like the sweets of love?
Her lips met mine in a fiery embrace, but suddenly disengaging herself, her eyes cast down, and looking awfully abashed, she stammered: What is it, what do you mean, Walter? Oh, my dear, can you be so innocent? Feel here the dart of love, all impatient to enter the mossy grotto between your thighs, I whispered, placing her hand upon my prick, which I had suddenly let out of the restraining trousers.
How you sigh-grasp it in your hand, dear-is it possible that you do not understand what it is for? Her face was crimson to the roots of her hair, as her hand grasped my tool and her eyes seemed to start with terror at the sudden apparition of Mr. John Thomas; so taking advantage of her speechless confusion, my own hand slipping under her clothes, soon had possession of her mount, and in spite of the nervous contraction of her thighs, the forefinger searched out the virgin clitoris.
Ah; oh! oh! Walter, don't! What are you about?
It's all love, dear; open your thighs a wee bit and see what pleasure my finger will make you experience, I again whispered, smothering her with renewed and luscious kisses, thrusting the velvet tip of my tongue between her lips.
Oh! Oh! You will hurt! she seemed to sigh, rather than speak, as her legs relaxed a little of their spasmodic contraction.
My lips continued glued to hers, our otherwise disengaged arms clasped each other closely round the waist, her hand holding my affair in a kind of convulsive grasp, whilst my fingers were busy with the clitoris and cunny; the only audible sound representing a mixture of kisses and sighs, till all in a moment I felt her crack deluged with a warm, creamy spend, whilst my own juice spurted over her hand and dress in loving sympathy.
In a short while we recovered our composure a little, and then I explained to her that the melting ecstasy she had just felt was only a slight foretaste of the joy I could give her by inserting my member in her cunny.
My persuasive eloquence and the warmth of her desires, soon overcame all maiden fears and scruples; then, for fear of damaging her dress, or getting the green stain of the grass, on the knees of my light trousers, I persuaded her to stand up by the gate and allow me to enter from behind.
She hid her face in her hands on the top rail of the gate, as I slowly raised her dress; what glories were unfolded to my view, my prick's stiffness was renewed in an instant at the sight of the delicious buttocks, so beautifully relieved by the white of her dainty drawers.
As I opened them and exposed the flesh, I could see the lips of her plump, pouting cunny, deliciously feathered, with soft light down, her lovely legs, drawers, stockings and pretty boots, making a tout ensemble which as I write and describe them cause Mr. Priapus to swell in his trousers.
It was a most delightful sight, I knelt and kissed her bottom slit and everything my tongue could reach, it was all mine. I stood up and prepared to take possession of the nest of love when alas. A sudden shriek from Annie, her clothes dropped, all my arrangements were upset in a moment.
A bull had unexpectedly appeared on the other side of the gate and frightened my love by the sudden application of his cold damp nose to her forehead. It is too much to contemplate that scene even now!
Annie was ready to faint as she screamed: Walter. Walter. Save me from the horrid beast.
I comforted her and reassured her as well as I was able, and seeing we were on the safe side of the gate, a few loving kisses soon set her right. We continued our walk and soon spying out a favorable and shady spot, I said:
Come Annie dear, let us sit down and recover from the startling interruption. I am sure dear, you must still feel agitated besides I must get you now to compensate me for the rude disappointment.
She seemed to know that her hour had come, the hot blushes swept in crimson waves across her lovely face, as she cast down her eyes and permitted me to draw her down by my side on a mossy bank, beneath a fine, spreading tree. I gently reclined her backwards and we lay side by side. My lips glued to hers in a most ardent embrace.
Annie, oh Annie, I gasped, give me the tip of your tongue, love.
She tipped me the velvet without the slightest hesitation, drawing at the same time what seemed a deep sigh of delightful anticipation, as she yielded to my slightest wish.
I had one arm under her head and with the other, I gently removed her hat and threw aside my own golgotha, kissing and sucking at her delicious tongue all the while. Then I placed one of her hands on my ready cock, which was in a bursting state, saying, as I released her tongue for a moment:
There Annie, take the dart of love in your hand.
She grasped it nervously as she softly murmured: Oh Walter, I'm so afraid-and yet-yet dearest, I feel that if I were to die, I must taste the sweets of love-this forbidden fruit! her voice sinking almost to a whisper as she pressed, and passed her hand up and down my shaft.
My hand was also busy finding its way under her clothes, as I again glued my mouth to hers and sucked at her tongue till I could feel her vibrate all over with the excess of her emotions. My hand, which had taken possession of the seat of bliss, being fairly deluged with her warm, glutinous spendings.
My love, my life. I must kiss you there, and taste the nectar of love. I exclaimed as I snatched my lips from her and reversing my position, buried my face between her unresisting thighs.
I licked up the luscious spendings with rapturous delight, from the lips of her tight little cunny, then my tongue found its way further, till I tickled her sensitive clitoris and put her in a frenzy of mad desire for still further enjoyment. She twisted her legs over my head, squeezing my head between her firm, lump thighs, in an ecstasy of delight.
Wetting my finger in her luscious crack, I easily inserted it in her beautifully wrinkled brown bum-hole, and keeping my tongue busy in titillating the stiff little clitoris, I worked her into such a furious state of desire, that she clutched my cock and brought it to her mouth, as I lay over her to give her the chance of doing so; she rolled her tongue round the purple head and I could also feel the loving, playful bites of her pearly teeth. It was the acme of erotic enjoyment. She came again in another luscious flood of spendings, whilst she eagerly sucked every drop of my sperm as it burst forth from my excited prick.
We both nearly fainted from the excess of our emotions and lay quite exhausted for a few moments, till I felt her dear lips again pressing and sucking at my engine of love. The effect was electric; I was as stiff as ever.
– Now darling, for the real stroke of love. I exclaimed, shifting my position and parting her trembling thighs so that I could kneel between them.
My knees were placed up on her skirts so as to preserve them from the grass stain. She lay before me in a delightful state of anticipation, her beautiful face all blushes of shame, and the closed eyelids, fringed with their long, dark lashes, her lips slightly open, and the finely developed firm, plump globes of her bosom heaving in a state of tumultuous excitement.
It was ravishing, I felt mad with lust and could no longer contain myself.
Alas, for your virginity. I brought my cock to the charge, presented the head just slightly between the lips of her vagina. A shudder of delight seemed to pass through her frame at the touch of my weapon, as her eyes opened and she whispered with a soft, loving smile:
I know it will hurt but Walter dear, dear Walter, be both firm and kind, I must have it if it kills me! throwing her arms round my neck, she drew my lips to hers, as she thrust her tongue into my mouth with all the abandon of love, and shoved up her bottom to meet my charge.
I placed one hand under her buttocks, whilst with the other, I kept my affair straight to the mark, then pushing vigorously, the head entered about an inch till it was chock up to the opposing hymen. She gave a start of pain but her eyes gazed into mine with a most encouraging look.
Throw your legs over my back dear, I gasped, scarcely relinquishing her tongue for a moment. Her lovely thighs turned round me in a spasmodic frenzy of determination to bear the worst. I gave a ruthless push just as her bottom heaved up to meet me and the deed was done. King Priapus had burst through all obstacles to our enjoyment. She gave a subdued shriek of agonized pain and I felt myself throbbing in possession of her innermost charms.
You darling. You love. My brave Annie, how well you stood the pain. Let us lie still for a moment or two and then for the joys of love. I exclaimed as I kissed her face, forehead, eyes and mouth in a transport of delight, at feeling the victory so soon accomplished.
Presently I could feel the tight sheath of her vagina contracting on my cock in the most delicious manner. This challenge was too much for my impetuous steed. He gave a gentle thrust. I could see by the spasm of pain which passed over her lovely face, that it was still painful to her but restraining my ardor I worked very gently, although my lust was so maddening that I could not restrain a copious spend; so I sank on her bosom in love's delicious lethargy.
It was only for a few moments. I could feel her tremble beneath me with voluptuous ardor, and the sheath being now well lubricated, we commenced a delightful bout of ecstatic fucking.
All her pain was forgotten, the wounded parts soothed by the flow of my semen, now only reveled in a delicious friction of love; she seemed to boil over in my spendings, my delighted cock reveled in it, as he thrust in and out with all my manly vigor; we spent three or four times in a delirium of voluptuousness, till I was fairly vanquished by her impetuosity, and begged her to be moderate and not to injure herself by excessive enjoyment.
Oh can it be possible to hurt oneself by such a delightful pleasure? she sighed, then seeing me withdraw my limp tool from her still longing cunt, she smiled archly as she said, with a blush: Pardon my rudeness dear Walter, but I fear it is you who are most injured after all. Look at your blood stained affair.
You lovely little simpleton, I said, kissing her rapturously, “That's your own virgin blood, let me wipe you darling,” as I gently applied my handkerchief to her pouting slit, and afterwards to my own cock.
This dearest Annie, I shall treasure up as proof of your virgin love, so delightfully surrendered to me this day,” exhibiting the ensanguined Mouchoir to her gaze.
We now arose from our soft, mossy bed and mutually assisted each other to remove all traces of our love engagement. Then we walked on and I enlightened the dear girl into all the arts and practices of love. “Do you think,” I remarked, “that your sisters or Frank have any ideas of what the joys of love are like?”
I believe they would enter into it as ardently as I do, if they were once initiated, she replied. I have often heard Frank say when kissing us, that we made him burn all over.” And then blushing deeply, as her eyes met mine: Oh dear Walter, I am afraid you will think me awfully rude, but when we got to bed at night, myself and sisters often compare our budding charms and crack little jokes about the growing curls of mine and Sophie's slits, and the hairless little pussy of Polly.
We have such games of slapping and romps too, sometimes; it has often made me feel a kind of all-overishness of feverish excitement I could not understand but thanks to you, love, I can make it all out now; I wish you could only get a peep at us, dear.
Perhaps it could be managed, you know my room is next to yours, I could hear you laughing and having a game last night.
I know we did and we had such fun, she replied. It was Polly trying to put my pussy into curl papers; but how can you manage it dear?
Seeing that she fully entered into my plans for enjoyment, we consulted together and at last I hit upon an idea which I thought might work very well; it was that I should first sound Frank and enlighten him a little into the ways of love, and then as soon as he was ripe for our purposes, we would surprise the three sisters whilst naked, bathing and slap their naked bottoms all round. That Annie should encourage her sisters to help her tear off our clothes, and then we could indulge in a general romp of love.
Annie was delighted at the idea and I promised the very next day to begin with Frank, or perhaps that very afternoon, if I got a chance.
We returned to the house, Annie's cheeks blushing and carrying a beautiful flush of health and her mamma remarked that our walk had evidently done her a great deal of good, little guessing that her daughter, like our first mother Eve, had that morning tasted of the forbidden fruit, and was greatly enlightened and enlivened thereby.
After luncheon I asked Frank to smoke a cigarette in my room, which he at once complied with.
As soon as I had closed the door, I said, Old fellow did you ever see 'Fanny Hill,' a beautiful book of love and pleasure?
What, a smutty book, I suppose you mean. No Walter, but if you have got it I should wonderfully like to look at it, he said, his eyes sparkling with animation.
Here it is, my boy, only I hope it won't excite you too much; you can look it over by yourself as I read the times, said I, taking it out of my dressing case and handing it to his eager grasp.
He sat close to me in an easy lounging chair, and I watched him narrowly as he turned over the pages and gloated over the beautiful plates. His prick hardened in his breeches till it was quite stiff and rampant.
Ha, ha, old fellow, I thought it would fetch you out, I said, laying my hand on his cock. By jove, Frank, what a teaser yours has grown since we used to play in bed together a long time ago. I'll lock the door. We must compare our jocks, I think mine is nearly as big as yours.
He made no remark but I could see that he was greatly excited by the book. Having locked the door, I leaned over his shoulder and made my remarks upon the plates as he turned them over. At length the book dropped from his hands and his excited gaze was rivetted on my bursting breeches.
Why Walter, you are as bad as I am, he said with a laugh. Let's see which is the biggest, pulling out his hard stiff prick and then laying his hand on me, pulled my affair out to look at.
We handled each other in an ecstacy of delight, which ended in our throwing off all our clothes and having a mutual fuck between our thighs, on the bed. We spent in rapture and after a long dalliance he entered fully into my plans and we determined to have a lark with the girls as soon as we should get a chance. Of course I was mum as to what had passed between Annie and myself.
In the course of the evening, Frank and I were delighted by the arrival of a beautiful young lady of sixteen, on a visit to his sisters, in fact a school fellow of Sophie's and Polly, come to stop a week at the house.
Miss Rosa Redquim was indeed a sprightly beauty of Venus height, well proportioned in leg and limb, full swelling bosom with a graceful Grecian type of face, rosy cheeks, large grey eyes and golden, auburn hair, lips as red as cherries and teeth like pearls, frequently exhibited by a succession of winning smiles, which never seemed to leave her face.
Such was the acquisition to the feminine department of the house, and we congratulated ourselves on the increased prospect of sport, as Frank had expressed to me considerable compunctions as to taking liberties with one's own sisters.
The next morning being gloriously fine and warm, myself and friend strolled in the grounds smoking our cigarettes, for about an hour, till near the time we guessed the girls would be coming for a bath in the small lake in the park, which we at once proceeded to; then we secreted ourselves secure from observation and awaited in deep silence the arrival of sisters and friend.
This lake, as I call it, was a pond of about four or five acres in extent, every side thickly wooded to the very margin so that even anglers could not get access to the bank, except at the little sloping green-ward of about twenty or thirty square yards in extent, which had a large hut or summer house under the trees, which the bathers could undress in and then trip across the lawn into the water.'
The bottom of the pond being gradually shelving and covered with fine sand at this spot, and a circular space enclosed with rails, to prevent them getting out of their depth.
The back door of this hut opened upon a very narrow footpath, leading to the house through a dense thicket, so that any part would feel quite secure from observation. The interior was comfortably furnished with seats and lounges, besides a buffet generally holding a stock of wine, biscuits and cakes, during the bathing season.
Frank having a key to the hut, took me through onto the lawn and then climbing up into a thick sycamore, we relighted our cigarettes, awaiting the adventure with some justifiable impatience.
Some ten minutes of suspense and we were rewarded by hearing the ringing laughter of the approaching girls, we heard the key turned in the lock then the sounds of them bolting themselves in, and Annie's voice, saying:
“Wouldn't the boys like the fun of seeing us undress and bathing, this lovely warm day,” to which we heard Rosa laughingly reply: “I don't mind if they do see me if I don't know it dears. There is something delightful in the thought of the excitement it would put the dear fellows in. I know I should like Frank to take a fancy to me. I'm nearly in love with him already, and have read that the best way that a girl can madly excite the man she wishes to win, is to let him see all her charms, when she thinks he is unconscious of his being near.”
Well there's no fear of our being seen here so I am for one good romp. Off with your clothes quick. It will be delicious in the water exclaimed Sophie.
The undressing was soon accomplished, excepting chemises, boots and stockings, as they were evidently in no hurry to enter the water.
Now, said Sophie, with a gay laugh. We must make Rosa a free woman and examine all she has. Come on girls, lay her down and turn up her smock.
The beautiful girl only made a slight feint of resisting, as she playfully pulled up her chemises, exclaiming:
You shant look at my fanny for nothing. La. Polly has got no hair on her flytrap yet. What a pretty, pouting slit yours is Annie. I think you have been using the finger of a glove we made into a little cock for Sophie, and told her to bring home from school for you.
She was soon stretched on her back on the soft, mossy grass, her face covered with burning blushes, as her pretty cunt was exposed to view, ornamented with its chevelure of soft red hair; her beautiful white belly and thighs shining like bright marble in the sunlight. The three sisters were blushing as well as their friend, and delighted at the sight of so much loveliness.
One after the other they kissed the vermillion lips of their friend's delightful slit and then turning her on her face, proceeded to smack the lily white bottom of their laughing, screaming victim, with their open hands.
Smacks and laughter echoed through the grove, and we almost fancied ourselves witnesses to the games of real nymphs. At last she was allowed to rise to her knees and then the three sisters in turn, presented their cunts to their friend to kiss. Polly was the last and Rosa clasping her arms firmly round my youngest cousin's buttocks, exclaimed:
Ah ah, you have made me feel so rude, I must suck this little hairless jewel, as she glued her lips to it and hid her face almost from sight, as if she would devour Polly's charms there and then. The young girl flushed with excitement, placed her hands on Rosa's head, as if to keep her there, whilst both Annie and Sophie kneeling down by each side of their friend, began to caress the cunt, the breasts and all the charms they could tickle and squeeze.
This gay scene lasted for five or six minutes till they finally rolled over in a confused mass on the grass, embracing and caressing each other in mad ecstacy.
Our time had arrived, we each had armed ourselves with a bundle of small switches and thus supplied, seemingly falling from the clouds, we fell upon the frightened girls, who with cries of dismay, hid their confused faces in their hands.
They were too astounded, too frightened, to hold up their heads but we didn't wait for them to recover their wits and to realize the true situation.
What a scandal. What obscene tricks. Whip them Frank. I exclaimed, leaving with each smack traces of my birch on the bottoms which offered themselves to me.
Who would have thought it, Walter? We will make them give up such indecent practices by giving them a good whipping, he replied, raining down violent and stinging blows upon their poor bottoms.
They uttered cries of pain and shame, and as they started to their feet we pursued them on the lawn. They couldn't escape, we caught them by the ends of their shirts, which we lifted up very high in order to switch their bottoms without hindrances.
At last we were really quite out of breath and we really began to tremble from exhaustion, when Annie suddenly hurling herself upon me, exclaimed:
Come on girls, let us take off their clothes; they must be humiliated just as we were, and thus compelled to keep our secret.
The others came to her assistance and we offered such feeble resistance that thy soon had us in the same state as themselves at the moment we had surprised them.
They blushed furiously confused at the sight of our terrible engines of love.
Frank gripped Miss Redquim round the waist and started the march to the pavillion, followed by his sisters and myself; arrived there, we passed out the wine and refreshments from the buffet and then seated ourselves with a girl on each knee, my friend with Rosa and Polly and I, with Sophie and Annie.
We poured out to each of the young ladies several glasses of champagne, which they gulped down one after the other, in order to drive away the last trace of timidity.
We felt their bodies throb with anticipation, as they bent over our shoulders, their hands as well as ours, wandering under the shirts and searching our secret parts.
Each one of us had two delicate hands caressing our tools, two plump arms clasped round our necks, two faces against our cheeks, two pairs of lips to kiss, two pair of sparkling moist eyes to return our impassioned looks; it was not surprising therefore that we were not long in flooding their hands with our spunk and to feel their discharge trickling towards our busy fingers.*
Excited by the wine, and impatient to let the dear girls enjoy to the limit, I asked Sophie to spread her thighs wide apart and falling on my knees inserted my tongue in her virgin cunt, until the overpowering sensation caused her to discharge a second time, dear Annie meanwhile performing the same service for me; delightfully sucking to the last drop, the prolific juices of my prick.
At my side, Frank was following my example. Rosa surrendered to his lascivious tongue the most secret charms of her virginity; he reveled in voluptuousness and pressed his head upon her mount when the frenzy of enjoyment caused him to discharge.
Polly played her part by encircling the belly of her brother and by fondling his tool, provoked him into a voluptuous emission.
When this exciting “pas de trois” was at an end, all reserve was henceforth banished from our midst. We agreed to renew our pleasures on the following day and for the present, contented ourselves by bathing all together, then we returned to the house for fear that the long absence of the girls might cause suspicion.
After luncheon Frank smoked his cigarette in my room; the events of the morning had left both of us in a state of extraordinary excitement.
Confound it, he exclaimed, I say, old boy, it is quite impossible for me to wait until tomorrow to enjoy the charming Rosa, even taking it for granted that we should be enabled to meet as we did this morning.
No, no, this very night I must possess her, cost what it may. Her room being next to my sister's it will be easy for me to get into it.
I tried to persuade him not to force things, as we couldn't be quite sure that though she showed herself to be excited and willing, she was ready to sacrifice her maidenhead so easily.
Nevertheless my arguments and reasonings were futile.
Look, he exclaimed, merely thinking of her, my member is ready to burst. So saying he opened his trousers and exhibited his superb tool, purple capped erect in all its glorious manhood, stiff and hard as marble and its veins swelling with an abundance of hot blood.
This view was too exciting and unable to contain myself, my cigarette fell from my lips and falling on my knees before him I tongue kissed and sucked his staff so thoroughly that he discharged in my mouth with a voluptuous exclamation, while I eagerly devoured every drop of his copious discharge.
When we had recovered ourselves a little, we discussed the best plans for the night. I on my part was decided to take my share in the amusement, to which Frank consented with all his heart, provided that he should be the first to penetrate into Rosa's room to have her gratify his burning desires. And when everything seemed to be proceeding favorably, I should be permitted to surprise them in the midst of their love encounter, and then join in the erotic debauch.
After dinner, we repaired to the parlor, where the evening was very pleasantly spent with music and singing. While Frank was busy turning over the pages for Rosa and Polly, who sang, “What Are the Wild Waves Saying,” Annie and Sophie came to tell me in a whisper, that they would like to take a stroll in the garden by moonlight.
When the time arrived, we opened the window and descended some steps until we reached a walk covered with fine gravel, which enabled us to walk noiselessly. Papa and mamma were in the library playing cribbage and we were quite sure that Frank and Rosa wouldn't come after us, so quickly entering a shady walk and encircling with an arm the waist of each of my partners, we soon reached a very favorable spot.
The young ladies were so inflamed by their desires that without the least resistance I led them to an obscure grove.
How lovely the honeysuckle smells sighed Sophie as I drew them both down by my side in the corner and began a most delicious kissing and groping in the dim obscurity.
Not so sweet as your poor little pussy, said I, playfully twisting my fingers in the soft down around the tight little grotto of love, which I had taken possession of.
Oh, oh, hind Walter dear, she sighed softly, she clung round my neck.
Will you let me kiss it as I did Annie's this morning, my little pet, it will give you such pleasure; there's nothing to be bashful or shame faced about here in the dark; ask your sister if it wasn't delicious.
Annie-Oh, Soph, do let him dear, you will experience the most heavenly sensations.
Thus urged, she allowed me to raise her clothes and recline her backwards in the corner, but this would not admit of Annie having her fair share in the game, but as she was now all aflame with excited expectation, there was no difficulty about persuading her to kneel over my face as I reclined on my back at full length on the seat, lovely hands at once let out my eager prick from his confined position in my trousers, and as I commenced to suck and gamahuche Sophie, I felt that the dear Annie had taken possession of my cock for her own special benefit.
Oh, let me kiss you, Sophie dear, put your tongue in my mouth said Annie, straddling over me and putting away my excited engine of love up her own longing crack and beginning a delightful St. George.
I clasped the younger girl firmly round the buttocks with one arm, whilst with my right hand, I found and rubbed her stiff little clitoris to increase the lascivious excitement from the agile motions of my tongue in her virgin cunny.
Annie was in a frenzy of voluptuous enjoyment, she bounded up and down on my prick and now and then rested for a moment to indulge in the exquisite pleasure of the “devil's bite” which she seemed to possess to a most precocious extent, the folds of her cunt contracting and throbbing upon my swelling prick in the most delicious manner.
Sophie was all of a tremble, she wriggled herself most excitedly over my mouth and I licked up her virgin spendings as they came down in a thick, creamy emission.
Oh, oh, oh, she sighed, hugging and kissing Annie in the fondest abandon. What is it dear. I shall choke, Walter. There's something running from me; it's so delicious, oh, what shall I do?
Annie and myself met at this moment in a joint spend, which left us in an ecstatic lethargy of love, and the two sisters almost fainted upon my prostrate body.
When we had recovered a little, I sat up between the loving sisters.
Sophie threw her arms round my neck and quite smothered me with her burning kisses, as she whispered in my ear: It was indeed a pleasure, Walter dear. Is that one of the delights of love, and what was Annie doing, for she was as excited as I was?
Can't you guess darling? I replied, taking her hand and placing it upon my still rampant prick. That is what she played with.
But how? whispered the innocent girl, she was kissing and sucking my tongue deliciously all the while, but seemed as if she could not keep still for a moment.
She had that plaything of mine up her cunny, my dear. She was riding up and down upon it till we all fainted with pleasure at the same time. You shall have a real lesson in love next time and Annie won't be jealous, will you dearest?
Annie-Oh, no, no. We must all be free and enjoy all the games of love without jealousy. I wonder how Frank is getting on with Rosa by this time. We must now make haste back to the house.
Sophie was anxious for more explanations as to the arts of love, but was put off till another time; and all being now in a cooler state of mind, we returned to the house, where we found Frank repeating the game of the morning by gamahuching Rosa, whilst Polly was gone out of the room.
The red haired beauty was covered with blushes as she suddenly dropped her clothes on our entrance and only recovered from her crimson shame-faced-ness when Annie laughingly assured her that we had been enjoying ourselves in the same manner.
Oh, how rude and indecent of us all, exclaimed Rosa, but who can resist the burning touches of a handsome young fellow like your brother; he was so impudent and it sends such a thrill of voluptuousness through the whole frame, commencing to sing “It's naughty but it's nice.”
The supper bell rang and after a light repast, we all separated to our rooms. Frank came into my chamber to join in a cigarette and a glass of grog before retiring.
It's all right for tonight, old fellow, he exclaimed, as soon as we were seated for our smoke. I begged Rosa to let me kiss all her charms in her own room without the inconveniences of our clothes. She made some objections at first but finally consented not to lock the door, if I promised not to go beyond kissing, on my honor as a gentleman.
He was too impatient to stop long and after one smoke, cut off to his room. Undressing myself as quickly as possible, I went to him and escorted him to the door of his lady love; it was unlocked and he glided noiselessly into the darkened chamber.
She was evidently awake and expecting his visit, for I could hear their rapturous kissing and his exclamation of delight as he ran his hands over her beautiful figure.
My love, I must light the candles to feast my eyes upon your extraordinary beauties. Why did you put out the lights? She made some faint remonstrances but the room was soon a blaze of light from half a dozen candles.
I was looking through the keyhole eagerly listening to every word.
My love, I must light the candles to feast my eyes. Come let us lie side by side and enjoy feeling our naked bodies in contact, before we begin kissing each other's charms.
I could see that his shirt and her chemise de nuit were both turned up as high as possible, and his prick was throbbing against his belly. He made her grasp it in her hand and pulling one of her legs over his thighs, was trying to place the head of his eager cock to the mark between her legs.
Ah, no, no, never. You promised on your honor, sir, she almost screamed in alarm and struggling to disengage herself from his strong embrace. No no. Oh, no, I won't indeed.
His previous soft manner seemed to have changed in a moment to a mad fury, as he suddenly rolled her over on her back, keeping his own legs well between her thighs.
Honor. Honor, he laughed. How can I have honor when you tempt me so, Rosa. You have driven me mad by the liberties I have been allowed. Resistance is useless, I would rather die than not have you now, you dear girl.
She struggled in desperate silence for a few moments but her strength was unequal to his, he gradually got her into position and then taking advantage of her exhaustion, rapidly and ruthlessly completed her ravishment.
She seemed insensible at first and I took advantage of her short unconsciousness, to steal into the room and kneel at the foot of the bed, where I had a fine view of his bloodstained weapon thrusting in and out of her shattered virginity.
After a little, she seemed to enjoy his movements, especially after the first lubricating injection of his love juice. Her buttocks heaved up to meet his thrusts and her arms clung convulsively round his body and seemed reluctant to let him withdraw, untilbothseemed to come together in a luscious spend.
As they lay exhausted after this bout, I advanced and kissed the dear girl, and as she opened her eyes, I placed my hand across her mouth to stop any inconvenient scream of surprise, and congratulated her on having so nicely got rid of her troublesome virginity and claimed my share of the fun drawing her attention to the rampant condition of my cock in contrast to Frank's limp affair.
I could see she was now eager for a repetition of the pleasure she had only just begun to taste. Her eyes were full of languishing desires, as I placed her hand upon my prick.
In accordance with our previously devised arrangements, she was persuaded to ride a St. George upon me. My cock was inserted in her still tender cunt with great care, and allowed slowly to get his position but the excitement was too great for me; with an exclamation of delight I shot a stream of sperm up into her very entrails, this set her off, she began slowly to move upon me, her cunt gripping and throbbing upon the shaft most deliciously, and we were soon running another delightful course; this was too much for Frank, his cock was again hard as iron, and eager to get in somewhere.
Kneeling behind her, he tried to insert his prick in her cunt alongside of mine but found it too difficult to achieve, then the charming wrinkled orifice of her pink bottom hole caught his attention. The tip of his affair was wet with our spendings and his vigorous shove soon gained an entrance, as I was holding her fast and she was too excited to resist anything, only giving a slight scream as she found him slip inside of the part she thought was only made for another purpose.
I asked them to rest for a few moments and enjoy the feeling where we were, our pricks throbbing against each other in a most delicious manner, which only the thin membranes of the anal canal between them, it made us spend immediately to the great delight of Rosa, who at once urged us to go on.
This was the most delightful bout of fucking that I had ever had, she made us do it over and over again, and when we were exhausted, sucked our pricks up to renewed cockstands.
This lasted Annie and her sisters rallied us upon our late appearance at the breakfast table, remarking with a pouting look, that we could not care much for their company if we laid abed and left them to themselves for the better half of the day, and that Rosa was just as bad, for she was actually still in deshabille, taking her breakfast in her own room.
Here mamma interposed, by adding: Besides Walter I am astonished that you should copy Frank's lazy ways, you, who on your first arrival, were so eager for early morning walks, look at Annie, she is not half so rosy and animated as she was after your first walk.
A deep flush passed across Annie's face at this allusion to our first eventful walk when we had the adventure with the bull but I prevented her parents observing it by replying, that residents in town were always in such a hurry to enjoy fresh air, and that it seemed to have an extraordinary somnolent effect upon me, as I could hardly keep my eyes open at supper time, or rouse myself in the morning.
Frank-I'm glad you have found out it is not all laziness now, Walter will take my part when I assert it is the natural drowsiness of youth, which is readily induced by the keen bracing air we breathe all day.
Papa made a few incredulous, ironical remarks about the youths of the present day, and then breakfast being over, he rose from the table and said:
Walter would you mind riding a dozen miles to oblige me, Frank would not be ready to start for an hour at least, besides I would rather trust you than him, with the lady my note is for; Mrs. Colonel Leslie is both young and gay, and I would rather not run the risk of Frank being one day a correspondent in the Divorce Court, and caution you to take care of yourself.
I readily assented, more especially when I noticed a shade of jealousy flit across Annie's tall pale face. The horse was ready at the door, so springing into the saddle, I rode off with a fluttering anticipation of something racy being likely to turn up.
I shall not trouble you with my reflections during this delightful hour's ride, the atmosphere was most deliciously bracing and my thoughts were so amorously bent, that when I reined up at the lodge gate, at the entrance to the Colonel's grounds, I felt that I could fuck anything in petticoats, from a witch to a gate post; the gate keeper soon passed me in, and springing from my saddle before the door of the fine old Elizabethan Hall, my knock was promptly responded to by a most handsome young colored fellow, with a Hindoo cast of features.
Mrs. Leslie was at home and begged I would excuse her coming down to the drawing room, as she was still at her toilette, and would immediately see me in her private boudoir.
This courteous message revived all my romantically amorous ideas, with which I had indulged myself during my ride.
Ushered into the boudoir, I found the lady of the house to be a beautiful brunette of about three and twenty, with a most bewitching expression of countenance, whilst her large full dark eyes seemed to read my very soul as she extended her hand and drew me to a seat by her side, saying:
So you are Cousin Walter, I suppose? How is it that Frank did not ride over with his papa's note? But tell him she said with an arch look, that I was quite as well pleased to see you, and that I consider his cousin as fascinating as himself.
Then ringing the bell, she continued: Will you take a cup of chocolate with me after your ride, it will invigorate me for the serious business of your uncle's note. Opening a drawer and laying several bundles of papers, like legal documents, on the table, just as the servant entered (he was the good looking Hindoo who had first introduced me).
Mrs. Leslie-Vishnu, bring up the chocolate, with two cups and some biscuits and mind not to forget the flask of noyua, remarking as he disappeared: Is he not a good looking heathen? the Colonel had him long before he married me and I call him after his principal Hindu deity; whenever I look at him it puts me in mind of Joseph and Potiphar's wife, especially now the Colonel is away, do you not think it is a burning shame to leave a young wife all alone by herself?
She continued to run on in this curious way without giving me a chance to make a reply or observation in return, as she busied herself laying out the papers, making pretence of an awful lot of business to be gone through.
The servant now brought in the chocolate, etc., and was dismissed with the order to tell Annette that her mistress would be too busy for some time, and was not to be disturbed until she rang for the completion of her toilette.
My fair hostess was a most charming object as she moved about in her dressing gown, which was rather open at the neck, so as to display the upper part of the snowy prominence of her luscious bosom, besides which I caught a glimpse of her naked feet, with nothing on but the most petite, blue satin slippers.
Presently she poured out two cups of chocolate, put in a little of the noyua and presenting me with one of them, took her seat by my side on the soft yielding lounge.
Drink it as I do, she said, it will do you far more good than sipping and allowing it to get cold.
We both drank our small cups at a draught, and I almost instantly felt a thrill of voluptuous warmth rush through my frame, and looking at my fair companion, her eyes seemed to sparkle with a strange, amorous fire.
The devil was in me, and in less time than it takes to write it, my empty cup was put on the table and my disengaged arm placed around her neck, drew her face to mine and I imprinted several kisses on her lips and cheeks as my other hand took possession of that inviting bosom.
She was covered with blushes, as she exclaimed: Fie Fie. How can you take such liberties when I cant help myself without dropping my cup?
Dear lady excuse my liberties and don't distress yourself. I am greatly obliged to the cup for its assistance; how can I look upon such loveliness without being tempted. Driven mad by the sight of such charms, you will excuse, you will pardon my presumption, I am sure. I ejaculated, throwing myself on my knees before her and hiding my face in her lap, as I clasped my arms nervously round her waist, and could feel her whole frame tremble with emotion.
Suddenly she seemed to start with pain as she exclaimed: Ah, goodness, oh, oh, oh, the cramp in my legs. Oh, oh, as the cup was thrown down by her side. Oh, release me, sir. Oh, Walter, excuse me I must rub it.
Here was a splendid opportunity to improve a lucky chance. Permit me, my poor lady, you are in such dreadful pain and I am a medical student, I said, making bold to raise her dressing gown and chafe her lovely calves with my eager hands. What lovely legs I now behold, with not a vestige of anything on them; my blood was on fire, my fingers gradually wandered higher and higher and I could not refrain from imprinting kisses on the delicious, soft pinky flesh, as she seemed rather to sigh than to speak.
Oh, thank you. Pray don't, its so indelicate, and the cramp is gone now.
No, no, dear Madam, the nervous contraction of your beautiful thighs convinces me that it is higher up, and will return again in a few minutes unless I relieve you, indeed you must not mind me, as I am a medical man. I quickly replied, making bolder advances every moment, and taking advantage of the warm temperament that I knew she possessed.
You rogue, you young villain, your touches and kisses have undone me. How can I resist a handsome medical student? Oh, Walter, Walter, I must have you. I had only been trying to draw you out a bit, never thinking you were such a young gallant and now I am caught in my own net.
Ah, what a hurry. You'll spoil it all by your impetuosity, you shall never have me without first kissing the shrine of love, sir, pushing me away, as I was endeavoring to get between her lovely thighs. Strip, strip, sir, I must see my Adonis, as your Venus now reveals herself to you,” throwing off her dressing gown (which I now perceived had been her only article of clothing) and drawing my face down to hers, thrust her tongue into my mouth.
Tipping the velvet, is the most delicious style of voluptuous abandon, and delightfully handling my prick and balls at the same time. It was too much, too much for my impatient steed, my spendings flew all over her hands and body almost instantly.
Ah, what a naughty impatient boy to come so quickly. Pull off your clothes, sir, and let us take our fill of love on yonder bed. My husband deserves this for leaving me open to such temptation. You dear boy, how I shall love you-what a fine prick you have, and so-so-what do they call it (blushing at her own words) so randy. That's what the Colonel says of young fellows. Isn't it a dreadfully rude word, Walter, but full of meaning. Whenever he said so, I could not help wishing for a handsome, randy young gentleman, such as your uncle has sent me today.
This is how she ran on as I threw off everything and I was as naked as herself in a trice; then hugging, kissing, belly to belly and handling each other's charms in every possible way, we slowly progressed towards the inviting bed in the other room.
Once or twice I stopped and tried to get my prick into her standing up, but she would have none of that, and at last when her bottom rested against the edge of the bed, she ordered me to kneel down and kiss the seat of love.
How my tongue searched out her fine, still clitoris, which projected quite an inch and a half from the lips of her vagina. I sucked it in ecstacy and titillated her sensitive organs, so that she spent profusely in a minute or two, holding my head with her hands to make me go on; it was a most deliciously enjoyable gamahuche, my tongue reveled in her creamy emission till she begged me to slip on my shirt and come to bed and let her enjoy my fine prick.
What a shame, she sighed, how you have been spending, you naughty boy; you won't have much left for me now; but he's fine and stiff! as she squeezed it in her hand and brought the head of my affair to the mark.
I found her deliciously tight and assured her she was quite a virgin.
So I should be, my dear Walter, but for you. The Colonel has got so little to please me with, tight as I am, I can hardly feel him. Now your jewel of pleasure makes me feel gorged with delight.
Her motions were as lascivious as her words. She writhed and threw up her buttocks with extraordinary rapidity and energy, whilst I was equally eager and rapid in ramming into her delicious cunt.
I was now as ready as if I had never spent, and we swam in mutual emission almost immediately, both of us being so overcome by our feelings, that we almost swooned in delight; this only lasted for a minute, the throbbing and contracting of the folds of her vagina on my enraptured prick, awoke me to renewed efforts, and we were rapidly progressing towards another spend, when she checked me and begged that I would withdraw for a little and she would amuse me till she felt that she must have him again and she added:
I shall enjoy it so much more if I can make you last longer. Sit on my body, Walter dear, and lay your beautiful prick between the globes of my bosom; you shall spend there next time. I can't help telling what a fine one it is, over and over again.
She went on caressing it with her hand and making her two bubbies close upon it, so that I could work between them. It was another delicious idea, but she had not exhausted all her ways of exciting me. Her other hand passed under my thigh and I thought she was frigging herself, but it was only to wet her finger preparatory to frigging my bottom hole with it. This made me come again almost directly.