Before Frances had an opportunity of resuming her account of the happy reconciliation between monsieur and madame, our party was agreeably increased by the arrival of our old friend Jim. She was still unmarried, and as full of life as ever.
She seemed greatly struck with the appearance and manner of our jovial middy, who appeared to her to be a very good-looking fellow, of about eighteen years of age, with all the free and easy ways of a thoroughbred sailor, very different from the demure character which she assumed at our first acquaintance.
It at once occurred to me what a capital joke it would be to arrange a love scene between them, in which one at least would be in earnest. So I first praised Frances to Jim and said he was a young fellow any girl might be proud to win and draw to herself by the silken bands of Cupid's chain. I next took an opportunity of privately preparing Frances for the role she was expected to take, that of an ardent and enterprising lover.
Then, in order that they might improve their acquaintance with one another, I sent them to ramble together in the garden by themselves, having first exacted a promise from each to give me afterward a minute account of everything that passed between them.
This occurred on the evening of the day of her arrival; but another small event happened some hours before which I must not omit to mention.
Jim had come in one of her most excited moods. She told me that the very sight of my husband set her cunt on fire. I promised her a speedy gratification in the shape of a good fucking, either from him or Lord Ferrars, saying that they were both equally ready and equally good.
Then I drew up her dress, put my hand on her cunt, tilted her back and, having first surveyed the rosy chink spread open with my fingers, applied my mouth to the feverish orifice, and gave her what she declared was as good as a fuck — a warm and loving suck.
She then returned the compliment, by touching, viewing and sucking my own centre of delight, finishing up by probing with her finger the sensitive interior of my bottom-hole.
Just at this moment, my husband slipped into the room, and seeing how we were engaged, came quickly behind us. As Jim had her head between my thighs, her pretty little bottom was turned up in all its naked beauty. So Dick, without saying a word, placed his hands on its voluptuous orbs, drew them apart and pushed the head of his prick down the smooth furrow that lay between them, pausing for a moment at the ring shaped aperture of her bottom, as if wanting to enter her there; but the start she gave, when she recognised his touch, caused it to pass on until it met the lower end of her slit, all moist with the drops of spend still oozing out of its glowing depths.
There it quickly effected a lodgement, as she turned her head and exclaimed: "Oh, Dick! How pleasant it is to feel your prick there again!' then jerking back her bottom, she engulfed it to the root.
I smiled at her eagerness, and said, 'Now, Jim, you will have the fuck I promised you. Now, Dick, put forth all your skill, and ravish her with delight; she has been longing for a taste of your prick; give it to her in all its length and fullness — more slowly, but ram it home hard — make your belly plump against her bottom — there, that was a fine stroke.
Are you enjoying it, Jim?'
'Oh, yes, darling Queenie, your husband fucks delightfully; his prick fills my cunt with rapture.' She then moved a little to one side, so as to let him have a view of my cunt, which she held open with her fingers.
'Look here, Dick, admire your wife's beautiful cunt, while you are fucking mine.'
Dick went on prodding away, getting hotter, faster and more energetic with every shove, while he panted: 'Yes, it is pleasant to watch — Queenie's open cunt — while I drive my prick into yours — now, Jim — now — speak!'
'Oh! — prick — cunt — bollocks — bottom — arse — fuck — fuck!' and Dick throwing himself forward, they both fell prone on my belly. I held them together, while they lay soaking for a few moments in the soft flow from love's fountain of delight.
As soon as Jim recovered her elf, she kissed us both, saying, 'Thanks, darling Queenie, and you too, old friend Dick; your prick is as strong as ever; and were not Queenie so generous with it to her friends, I would envy her its possession, for there is nothing on earth to be compared to a good fuck.'
I must now tell you what took place between Frances and Jim during their garden ramble in the evening.
Frances was the first that came to me; she told me, with great glee: 'I have succeeded, but Jim as you call her, is very clever, and acted the part of a modest maiden to perfection. It was only when I praised you and insinuated that you had not been so cold and stiff, that I appeared to make any advance. We were near one of the summerhouses, so I put my arm round her and drew her inside, and when in shelter there, after a little struggle, I kissed her; as I pressed her to my bosom, our bellies pushed together, and somehow my knee got between hers, and I felt the way was open on a sure and easy conquest. When we sat down I lifted her leg over mine, as, I remarked, we could thus sit more close to one another, and as I stooped my mouth to get more kisses, my hand worked its way up until it reached her mossy nest, amidst many affected starts and exclamations. And, do you know, Queenie, that, girl though I am, I quite enjoyed the feel of its soft unctuous lips, as I pushed my fingers into the humid recess; and I really warmed to my work, while I protested my love and admiration; then slipping down before her, I managed at last to pull up her clothes, draw her to the edge of the seat, and spreading her thighs, to gain full access to her hot and juicy cunt, which I sucked, I thing, to her great satisfaction.
'When I stood up, she wanted to investigate my affair, evidently with a view to bringing the matter to its natural conclusion by an agreeable fuck; but I pretended it was then too late, and promised that if she left the door open I would come to her that night when all the house was still.
'She consented and I recommended that we should be careful to make as little noise as possible, and not talk at all. I said this in order that my lord might go to her if he felt disposed and enjoy her in my place.
Jim came afterward; she also looked pleased and conscious of success.
She said: 'Your middy is a funny little chap, and has the idea, common to nearly every sailor, that girls are made for their special delectation and diversion, and that they have only to go in and win. However, he was so pressing and persevering that I could not prevent him having his own way and gratifying himself, and me too, by exploring my cunt and its surrounding and then finishing up with a real good suck.
'But when I wanted to return the compliment, and ascertain his qualification as a man, he rather drew back, which surprised me not a little, for as a rule, young fellows are very fond of displaying their manly proportions, and, as you know, Queenie, nothing seems to please them more than for a girl to seek for and handle their precious organs of delight.
'My cunt glowed with excitement but was far from being satisfied, so I would have enjoyed playing with his prick for a while and then feeling it rammed home with energetic thrusts deep into the region of bliss.
'However, he has promised to come to me tonight and then I shall see, or rather, I should say, feel what his person is like in its private development. How I wish, dear Queenie, that you could be present at the same time; it would be so nice to feel your soft fingers titillating my cunt while he was fucking me.
'And I am sure he would enjoy it took, for unless I am much mistaken, you have already proved by your own experience what he is fit for! Is it not so, dear?'
'Well, Jim, to tell you the truth, Francis and I thoroughly understand one another, and as you desire it, I will accompany him; but we must keep very quiet, for your room is next to that of Lord Ferrars, and if he heard any larking, he is so very curious, he would try by all means to find out what was going on and endeavour to make his way in to take part in the sport.'
'Well, a worse thing might happen than that, Queenie! I think it would be great fun if both your husband and Lord Ferras joined us; and I fancy, you and I would be a match for them all. However, it may be well to keep it quiet at least until Francis and I have had our promised fuck, especially as he seems to wish it himself.'
Lord Ferrars readily undertook the part he was expected to perform.
The slight deception rendered the affair more interesting and acceptable to him, as it imparted a certain amount of novelty to the enjoyment of a really fine girl. All the evening he maintained a quiet reserve, and resisted all Jim's efforts to draw him on to amatory enterprise; but Frances, as a jovial middy, exceeded herself in demonstration as an accepted and expectant lover.
We all retired early, and when Jim had gone to bed and her light was extinguished the Lord Ferrars and I, followed by Frances and my husband, entered the room with as little noise as possible. We approached her bed on tiptoe, and Frances whispered, 'I am here, darling Jim, and Queenie is with me, are you ready?'
'I am, dear Frances; and your having Queenie with you makes you doubly welcome; get into bed,' and she held up the clothes.
"Lord Ferrars slipped in and took her in his arms, while I drew down the covers, and placing one hand under her bottom and the other on her cunt. He quickly got between her legs, and lifted up her thighs, and I caught hold of his prick and rubbed its head up and down the moist slit of her cunt.
'Now, Queenie,' she said, jerking up her bottom, 'pop it in, dear: oh! how nice it feels! You have a better prick than I expected, Francis! It quite fills my cunt! more slowly, darling, but push it home firmly — that's the way; I love a long steady stroke. Oh, Queenie, I can't help talking when I have a good prick in my cunt. it makes both my bottom and my tongue wag in spite of me; and if Lord Ferrars hears me, and wants to come in, let him do so by all means. I feel as if I could enjoy him all the more after Francis has done all he can.'
'Why, Jim, you are insatiable; I suppose, you would like my husband after his lordship.'
'Aye, that I would, and half a dozen after him. Now Francis, fuck — fuck — fuck.'
Her clitoris felt quite hard and stiff under my fingers, and the lips of her cunt protruded and made a sucking noise each time his lordship drew back his prick.
Lord Ferrars never spoke but fucked steadily on; and now his strokes came fast and furious; she bounded beneath, and spurred him on my every means in her power, ejaculating with increasing fervour and loudness as the crisis approached: prick; cunt; bottom; arse; piss; fuck; fuck; fuck.' She ground her teeth with erotic rage, and Lord Ferrars uttered moans of supreme satisfaction as he sprinkled her womb with the sperm of life.
When he began to stir, she muttered, 'Don't take it out yet, dear Francis, give me the benefit once more; the second fuck is always the most pleasant. Let your prick lie in my cunt; I will pet its root and balls, and I will play with your bottom too and that will soon get you into humour again. How much larger and stronger you seem by night than by day! I did not think much of you last evening, but you are a grand fellow tonight.' And grasping his lordship's hairy bollocks, she began gently squeezing and rubbing his large, firm testicles; and stretching her other hand round the cheeks of his muscular arse, she insinuated her forefinger in his anus, and with great skill and effect played it around the inside of that highly sensitive aperture. These touches acted like a charm; his lordship's prick swelled in her cunt and resumed all its vigour as he recommenced slowly driving in and out.
'Don't hurry him, dear Jim,' I cried, 'stay a moment,' and I pulled away her hands and told her to feel out to her right and try what she would find.
'O yes, I declare, another prick, on the stand too! And I know it, Queenie, it is Dick's — I know it by the curve up and the size! Put it to my mouth, Dick, and I will give it a suck while Francis is finishing his second fuck. if we now had Lord Ferrars for you, Queenie, we should be all right! I don't hear him showing any signs of curiosity, however.'
'All in good time,' I responded; 'Put your other hand out toward the left and try what you will find there,' and I pushed up Frances, all naked as she was.
'Why, here is something quite different; but it is only a cunt; that can't belong to Lord Ferrars,' she said with a laugh, in which we all joined.
'Who is it, Queenie? I did not know you had anyone here of the feminine gender besides ourselves.'
'Hold on a moment,' I replied, 'until I get a light, and you shall see for yourself.'
The moment Jim perceived who it was lying over her, she exclaimed, 'Oh, my lord, is it you that have been fucking me all this time? What a shame to drive your noble prick into the cunt of a poor girl under pretence of being somebody else; but anyway, I hope my cunt gave your lordship's prick full satisfaction.'
'Forgive me, darling Jim, for this little bit of sweet deception. I never enjoyed a fuck more: your body is so springy, your belly so smooth, your bottom so big, and your cunt so full of warmth and life that my prick revelled in sweets, and melted in bliss.'
'Well, my lord, I must say, that I have found your prick equally pleasant. But what am I to say to you, Frances, my accepted lover! So you have only a cunt, and not a prick after all! I thought somehow you could not have a right prick when you would not let me put my hand on it. However, as you have a cunt, let us put it to use. With your permission, Queenie, I will ask my old friend Dick to come round and poke it from behind while she?lans across Lord Ferrars, who is now going to favour me with another fuck. And if you, dear Queenie, will gold each of the pricks by the root, and push up your bottom in such a way that I can get at your cunt, I will frig your clitoris and enable you to join in the common spend.'
My husband, with his usual good nature, at once complied as I said: 'What a luxurious imagination you have, Jim! You and Frances are well matched.'
Frances only grinned and leaning forward over the bed rested her soft bubbies on Lord Ferrars' loins and gliding one hand between their bellies, placed it on Jim's cunt so as to cause his lordship's prick to slip through her fingers as it passed in and out — a sensation very pleasing to most men. The other, she passed round his thigh and softly moulded his balls from behind.
I on the other side put one knee on the bed and cocked up my bottom in all its luxurious fullness before Jim's admiring gaze; and very quickly I felt her hands playing about my cunt as of yore, plucking the hair, drawing open the lips, pinching the clitoris, frigging between the nymphae and the point of one finger penetrating my arsehole itself.
My own hands roamed everywhere feeling bottoms and bellies, pricks and cunts, giving a sly pinch here, and a knowing touch there, thus helping toward the end we had in view, that each might obtain the highest enjoyment these happy conjunctions could afford, Suddenly, Frances exclaimed, 'Ah Queeenie! Your husband has taken his prick out of my cunt and popped it into my belly. All right, Dick, fuck away, fuck my arse, if you like it for a change. And Jim, like a dear girl, push your fingers into my cunt and frig me while Dick is fucking my arse.'
Jim complied and, looking up at Lord Ferras, said with a smile, 'Do the same, my lord, do the dame, fuck my arse' — and she pressed back her thighs so as to present her bottom in the most accessible position. Lord Ferrars did not hesitate, but at once drew out his prick, while I, holding open the cheeks of her bottom, placed it at the circular entrance, and held it as it glided smoothly up.
Then arose a universal chorus of lewd suggestions and lascivious requests.
'Bang your belly against my bottom,' cried Frances.
'How nice to feel your prick in my arse,' exclaimed Jim; 'shove it in well, my lord, shove it into my bottom. Do you like fucking in the arse, my lord?'
'Yes, darling, I like fucking your arse. Do you hear my belly smacking against its cheeks?'
'Oh, yes, smack away, it is music to my ears. Oh, Queenie! I feel your fingers everywhere; frig my cunt; fuck my arse; oh! now, Queenie, spend; my cunt flows; my arse is flooded; Oh!!!' and all fell together, and spunk poured in torrents on every side.
After this, both my husband and Lord Ferrars declared that they must take some rest, as the copious and frequent spending in which they had indulged of late was causing them to experience a sensation of languor and physical exhaustion.
So they recommended our calling in external aid if we intended to carry on our amorous amusements, especially as three cunts to two pricks was not a fair proportion.
Women can spend in a very different way from men, and never feel the same exhaustion, so we agreed to let them lie down for a time while we catered for ourselves.
Jim told us she had a sweetheart to whom she had already granted her favours, and who, she was certain, would readily respond to our invitation — and could bring a friend too, if we so desired. Moreover, he was eminently trustworthy, and could be relied upon to introduce no one to us who was not as trustworthy as himself.
She offered to give us an account of how she became acquainted with him and learned his good qualities.
So next evening, when Dick and my lord had gone to their club, we three women determined to enjoy ourselves alone; and found that by mutually viewing, and frigging, and sucking each other's cunts we could pass the time ver pleasantly together while we listened to Jim's animated narrative.