The governor and I were waiting on the shore ready to welcome Mrs Bond's party on their arrival.
Mrs Bond was younger and more fresh looking than I expected. She had the sprightly vivacious manner of a Frenchwoman, and all the ease and accomplishment of a well-bred lady.
Mary, I did not fancy so much: she was pretty, but there was something reserved and sly in her look and demeanour which rather repelled me; but Jim, with her merry open face, and warm impetuous little ways, was altogether to my taste, and we quickly became close friends. Dick I thought wonderfully improved; he had grown more manly in appearance, and his handsome bronzed face was set off by a full darkcoloured moustache. He met me with the greatest empressement, and his salute was something more than brotherly.
The governor's interest secured for him the appointment he desire, and when he had obtained apartments in a neighbouring lodging house, he entered his duties with zeal and ability. Mrs Bond quickly made herself at home, and the governor, I need not say, was a frequent visitor at her house and was soon fully initiated in all the mysteries of her sanctum.
From the first she brought all he seductive arts to bear upon him, and knowing that he had been made acquainted, through Dick, with all her secret tastes, habits and capabilities, she permitted him to take her in his arms, and after a little coy remonstrance, push his roving hand up between her easily separated thighs and explore with lecherous fingers the secret charms of her ripe and unctuous quim.
Then having carefully secured the door, she allowed him to raise her petticoats and lay bare the hidden beauties that clustered round the junction of her large fleshy thighs; then she even reclined back and spread herself open to afford him the fullest gratification by a near inspection of the gradually swelling mound and full voluptuous lips of her well-garnished cunt.
While he stooped over her, she unbuttoned his trousers, pulled up his shirt, and drew forth his soft and attenuated tool.
'Let me fondle it a moment, my dear sir, it has plenty of life in it yet, it only needs a little attention to flatter and excite it.'
She took it coaxingly in her well-practiced hand and with a stimulating touch passed her fingers gently up and down its shaft and over its pendant head. Then, leaning toward it, she took it into her warm mouth and played around its top and neck with her plaint tongue, while with soft suction she compressed her lips as she moved her head back and forward over it. at last, yielding to her skilful treatment, it slowly filled up and attained a certain degree of firmness and erection.
Still nursing it with her stimulating touches, she looked up, and with a smile, said, 'It is in fair condition now; would you like me to call in Mary? She is young, fresh and beautifully made; in fact, she has one of the most satisfying cunts that ever man entered and I am sure she will think herself happy in being able to minister to your pleasure.'
The governor's face quite brightened as he replied that while nothing could exceed the ripeness and the beauty of her own lovely charms, yet as she had kindly suggested the idea, it would certainly intensify his enjoyment to include her fair and accomplished daughter.
Mrs Bond thoroughly understood the old governor, and with a wily craft impressed a lascivious kiss on the sensitive end of his half erect tool and said: 'Cheer up, you dear old prick, I bring you a fresh young cunt that will fill you with new vigour and delight.'
She got up and went out, soon returning leading her daughter Mary by the hand.
The governor rose to meet her and taking her in his arms said, 'allow me to congratulate you, sweet Mary, on the bloom of your lovely cheeks and the sparkle of your bright eyes.' Mary looked shy and turned away her blushing face.
'Don't be over modest, my child, the governor has been very good to us, and we must do what we cant t show our gratitude in pleasing him by every means in our power; and that reminds me, I intended correcting you for being too lazy this morning. I will do it now, and that will make us all easy together,' and sitting down, she made her daughter bend over her knees, and then proceeded to pull up her skirts.
'Oh, mamma! don't uncover me before Sir Charles. Ah, don't! you will let him see — all — every — Oh, my! what a shame! Don't look, sir Charles.'
'I will uncover you before Sir Charles, just to punish you all the more; and if he cares to look, he shall see all you have to show. Now, you lazy girl, take that and that — and that,' each time giving her a smack on the bare bottom with the palm of her hand. 'I will make this saucy bum blush, like your rosy face.
'Look, governor, do you see how red her bottom is getting? How she pokes it out! and wriggles it from side to side, the impudent hussy! Yes, I will smack you in here too, open your legs, miss.'
'Oh, mamma! Oh mamma! don't let Sir Charles see my-'
'Your cunt, you mean, yes he shall see your cunt and everything about it; just to punish you; lift your bottom and spread your thighs more — that's the way. Look, governor, at these two pretty fat lips. I will pull them open for you — see this clitoris, how stiffly it stands out! and this deep chink, how red and moist it is! I declare the impudent girl is spending; look at this white juice oozing out! how hot and randy she is!
Now, Sir Charles, where's your prick — I will hold her while you stick it in — get down there between her legs — so — let me guide it for you — now push there, how nicely it slips in! Now work away while I keep my hand on your cods and tickle your bottom.'
'Oh, mamma — let me up — what are you and Sir Charles doing to me?'
'Fucking you, my dear, don't you feel his nice prick rubbing in your cunt, and his hairy balls smacking against your bottom? Tell him, Mary, how you like it.'
'Dear Sir Charles, your fucking gives me a very pleasant feeling in my cunt. I hope you are enjoying it yourself. Do you like looking at my bottom? Can you see it while you fuck?'
'Yes, darling Mary, I don't know when I enjoyed a fuck so much, and your talking about it so freely makes it still more enjoyable. You have a most delicious cunt; it holds my prick like a hand; and you have the sweetest roundest and plumpest little arse that ever lady carried behind her. But I must withdraw now, as I am going to spend,' and he pulled out his prick.
'Pop it in here,' said Mrs bond, drawing it under the cheeks of Mary's bottom and presenting the little brown hole in the most easy and inviting position.
'Shall I Mary? shall I fuck your arse?'
'Yes, Sir Charles, fuck my arse if you like.'
The governor pushed at the narrow entrance and the well-moistened head of his prick slipped into her bottom, passed up, and discharge amid her entrails the few drops of spunk it was able to deliver.
Mary ran, poured water into a basin and returned, bringing her own sponge then carefully washed, wiped and then petted and kissed the drooping article which the governor dignified with the name of prick.
I was not present at this first step in their wily plot, but was informed of what took place afterward, when all was settled and we had fallen into the positions which stern fate apparently had allotted to us. Mrs Bond was as ambitious as she was clever, and at once on her arrival she perceived that the amorous tastes and weaknesses of the old governor presented an opportunity of making her daughter Mary so attractive and so essential to his pleasure that he might be induced to take her as his second wife.
The engagement with Dick, she treated very lightly, as she knew that she had brought it on herself, and that he probably would not regret being released from the promise which had been exacted from him; while my connection gave her no concern whatsoever.
I soon perceived the old man's infatuation. He was perpetually at Mrs Bond's; and when with me, which was more seldom than formerly, he could talk of nothing but Mary — her beauty, her accomplishments and her charms.
So I said to him one day when he was returning my caresses in a languid manner, 'My dear old Charley, I see how the wind blows; you like Mary, you want Mary — why don't you marry her, and you will have the full command of a fine young girl, and her accomplished mother into the bargain?'
Well, I might, except on your account, and also that she is engaged to our friend, Dick.'
'As for me,' I replied, 'don't let that be an obstacle. Thanks to your liberality, and my father's kindness, I am independent; and my affection for you under any circumstances remain the same; and as for Dick, I don't think he cares much for Mary after all; it would not break his heart. He would like to see her the wife of his friend and patron, Sir Charles.'
To make a long story short, it was soon understood, and acquiesced in by us all, that Mary was to be the second Lady Stanhope; and Dick, thus being set free, reminded me of the old passion he had always nursed in his heart of hearts, and asked me to become his wife.
I consented on the condition that I was to retain the command of my own money, and that we should both be absolutely free to enjoy ourselves just as we had when in possession of our unmarried liberty.
This arrangement smoothed away every difficulty, and restored confidence and kindly feeling amongst us all.
Dick and I were invited to join the parties in the sanctum; and Mary and her mother often came to my boudoir to meet the governor and Dick, who continued the best of friends.
On such occasions Mrs Bond was always called by general consent to preside.
She naturally made the governor the great object of her attention, and left Dick and me to follow our own devices and join in as we liked; which plan suited all parties very well.
I will describe one of these scenes as a specimen. Having settled the old governor in a most voluptuous position on the couch, his bottom resting on soft cushions, his back supported by sloping pillows and his thighs wide apart, Mrs Bond would kneel at his side and stoop forward so as to elevate her naked posterior beauties, of which she was justly proud, in front of a large mirror in full view of the reclining governor. Then in the most skilful manner, she would take in hand and delicately frig his prick, which though only partially erect was fully sensitive to the delicious touch of her pliant and mobile fingers. Her other hand meanwhile would stealthily pass under his thigh, and with cunning play, titillate him behind.
By their direction, Mary would kneel at the other side with her fair white bottom turned toward his face, so that he could feast his eyes or amuse his fingers either with her delicate little nether entrance, or the thick hairy lips of her luscious quim; and sometimes, at a hint from her mother, she would vary her position by straddling over his breast and pushing her bottom to his face, that he might kiss and smell the fragrant apertures there; all the time, however, keeping her open mouth over his prick, so that her mother might pop in its head when she wished to vary the sensation.
She soon discovered how fond the governor was of listening to randy talk and the special delight he found in hearing women freely using all those wanton terms and expressions which are suggestive of lecherous thought and practice.
She accordingly gratified him and intensified his excitement by carrying on with Mary a most lascivious and suggestive conversation; occasionally having recourse to Dick or me for the sake of variety.
'Fucking, mamma! Fucking; there is no more delightful feeling than that of a nice prick being pushed up into one's cunt, rubbing against its sensitive creases and filling it to capacity.'
'Do you like the feel of Sir Charles's prick fucking your cunt?'
'I do greatly, especially when you put it in, mamma, and hold it by the root, which makes it stronger; and then I feel your fingers playing about my clitoris and the lips of my cunt.'
'Where do you feel his cods rubbing when he fucks you lying on your back with your legs raised up?'
'I feel his cods rubbing against the whole of my bottom — well, my arse, if he likes me to say that. Do you like looking at my naked arse, Sir Charles?'
'I do, darling Mary, I enjoy greatly looking at your naked arse; it is so soft and round, and of such a creamy whiteness; push it up nearer, and I will kiss it for you.'
'What do you do, Mary, just before you get into bed?'
'I take out the pot, mamma, and piss into it; and sometimes I watch my cunt while it pisses. I suppose most people piss before going to bed.
Don't you? Sir Charles wished to see me piss the other night. I pissed through his fingers, and then he kissed my cunt before I wiped it and while the drops of piss still hung about his hands; then I made him piss for me, and I held his prick as I watched the amber stream shoot out of the little slit at the top, then I sucked it, and got some of the piss into my mouth, I think.'
Dick and I laughed; we were highly amused at the wily craft of the mother, and the unblushing effrontery of the daughter.
Meanwhile, we carried on our own little play of kissing and sucking, and petting and fucking. We had enjoyed a nice fuck on a couch parallel with and close to that on which the governor was lying — so near, in fact, that by stretching out his arm he was able to place his lecherous hand on Dick's fine sturdy prick as he worked it slowly and deliberately in my cunt. And for a moment Mrs Bond and Mary had paused to watch us also.
Dick was now resting with his head on the pillow, while I straddled over him holding his softened tool in my hands, rubbing and pressing it against the warm lips of my still excited cunt. Mrs Bond, who studied the governor's prick as a doctor does the pulse of his patient, perceived that further stimulation was needed; so, winking at Mary she asked, 'Did Sir Charles ever get anyone to fuck you while he looked on?'
'He did, mamma; I did not quite like it, but you know, I would do anything to please him. He brought the coachman into his room, and having told him he wanted to fuck one of the maids before him, he blindfolded him perfectly. Then he placed him on the bed on his back and desired him to get his prick in order for the girl he was about to bring in.
When all was ready, he came for me, stripped me naked, led me in and directed me to get on the bed and straddle down over the coachman's face that he might fist gratify and excite himself by kissing my cunt and sucking my arsehole.
Of course, I liked that very well, especially as the governor was pleased and kept on fingering me all the while.
I was therefore quite ready when Sir Charles told me to squat down on the man's prick while he stuffed it into my cunt. Then I worked away like a postilion up and down while Sir Charles held his prick to my mouth and asked me to frig and suck it and tickle his bottom until he spent.
'How did you like it yourself, Sir Charles.'
'Oh! it was grand! do you remember how I held you by the shoulders, as I drove my prick through your fingers in and out of your mouth as if it were a cunt. And the best of it was, the coachman had not the least idea whose cunt it was that gave him such delight, but thought and still thinks that it was one of the maids.'
The coachman, however, was none other than my old friend James, and he told me on one occasion when he was indulging in that second bout, which women so love and appreciate, that he knew perfectly well who the lady was that the lecherous old governor wished him to believe was one of the maids. But he thought it wiser to keep the knowledge to himself, especially as he expected her to be his future mistress. 'But oh!
Miss Queenie, that's where you ought to be — we all love you, but no one cares for Miss Mary, she is too haughty and conceited.'
Another device of that most lubricious dame was very successful, and is therefore worthy of special record. She obtained a broad shallow basket, purposely made with an open bottom. This was secured like the scale of a balance to a rope that passed through a pulley overhead, so that it could be hauled up and down. In this basket Mary was placed quite naked, with the plump white cheeks of her arse protruding through the open bottom; which position caused her cunt to stand out with a moist luxurious and exciting prominence from the furrow between her smooth round buttocks.
Of all the varied postures to which prurient fancy has subjected the female form, this is the best I have ever seen for displaying in full perfection both the exterior and interior beauties of a woman's cunt.
In most cases, no matter how they spread their thighs, the nymphae or inner lips remain closed; but by this arrangement the pressure of the body so forces out the cunt that those little shell-like wings (ailerons, as the French call them) are drawn widely apart, and thus afford a most ravishing view of the crimson depths between them.
Mary having seated herself in this basket so ingeniously contrived by her mother was hoisted about four feet from the floor.
The old governor stretched himself underneath on his back with his lustful eyes fastened on the interior charms of Mary's cunt, so invitingly opened out above his head; while her experienced mother frigged up his prick into some degree of life and stiffness.
Then Dick or I would lower the basket down, so that, under Mrs Bond's management, the ripe ruddy lips of Mary's cunt would just alight on and enclose the head of the prick which was so skilfully sustained by her mother's hand.
Then, as the rope was further slacked off, the weight of her body would cause the hot moist lips to swallow up the whole of that luscious morsel.
But as soon as we perceived the soft lips pressed hard on the hair at its roots, we would draw her suddenly up, and expose the governor's tool standing up red and smoking after its sweet immersion; then quickly down again; then up, until the pleasing friction set them both wild with excitement.
Mary being so much younger and more vigorous, always felt it more keenly. She used to lean over the side of the basket, and looking down on the ruddy tool standing beneath her, would complain of its having been too quickly withdrawn from her throbbing cunt, and crying, 'Queenie, let me have the dear thing again, drive it up fast, make it fuck me harder — quicker,' and stretching down her arms, she would pinch her own bottom, and try to catch hold of the slippery tool; and knowing how it gratified him, she would go rattling on: 'Oh, my cunt!
Oh, dear prick! Fuck me, governor — fuck my cunt — push up your prick — fuck, fuck, fuck.'
Then the governor, twisting about wit pleasurable emotion, would direct Mrs Bond to squat down with her bottom on his face in order that he might suck her cunt while he fucked her daughter.
Mrs Bond would then place her cunt on his open mouth as soon as she felt his pliant tongue licking up and sucking out the juice exuding from it, she would take the basket in her hands, and so press it down and work it from side to side as to make his prick wriggle about in Mary's belly in the most luxurious and exciting manner and thus bring on a grand and abundant discharge.