The major was exceedingly anxious to unravel the mystery connected with our young friend. He accordingly put forth all the skill derived from his varied knowledge and long experience to gain his confidence, with a view, in the first instance of obtaining access to his private belongings, no matter to which sex they appertained, and secondly, of discovering his secret, whatever it might be.
So he opened the campaign by commending the personal appearance of Francis, and offered to bring him to the regimental mess; he promised also to take him to all the best places of amusement, and introduce him to some of the most fashionable ladies, who would grant him every favour without expense or trouble on his part.
Frances, who only maintained her disguise for the sake of increasing the fun and enjoyment of the final denouement, received his overtures very gracefully, and consented to place herself in his hands and follow all his directions.
She told him that she always considered the enjoyment of women to be the greatest pleasure of life, and that she also found that enjoyment much increased by men being more free and unreserved among themselves.
The major said he was charmed to hear such sentiments uttered by his young friend; that it was precisely his own opinion on the subject; that he never understood the prudery of some men; that women, as a rule, had more sense in these matters than men, for they were rather partial to looking at, fondling, kissing and even sucking each other's private parts. 'and that reminds me,' he added, 'I happen to have in my pocket a few remarkably fine prints, which a friend lent me just as we were starting, and I had no time to put them away. Let us look them over together; they will serve to illustrate the subject we are talking of.'
So saying, he took out the packet and placed it in the hand of Frances who was sitting by his side.
Now the major was very sly, had planned all this beforehand, intending to watch very closely what kind of picture would prove to be most interesting to his young companion. For he said to himself: If he be indeed a man those in which the female charms are best displayed will excite him most; but if he be only a girl in disguise, those in which the manly organ is fully exhibited will be the most attractive. And in either case, they will prepare the way for my seeing and handling those parts which are the special objects of my desire.
So he first directed the attention of his young friend to some female figures, in which the feminine charms of voluptuous bubbies, invitingly open cunts and exuberant bottoms were most suggestively displayed, saying, 'what an exciting exhibition of randy cunts we have here, Gipton! Enough to make a man's prick burst his breeches! Don't you find it so?'
'Yes,' he said, without showing much emotion, 'but on one accustomed to the real thing, pictures have but small effect.'
'Very true,' the major replied, 'but they serve to refresh the memory and excite a pleasant anticipation of joys to come. But see, here you have the male organ in grand development. Does this stir you at all?'
'Yes; it may seem strange to you, but the sight of a fine standing prick has an equal, or even greater, effect on my imagination than that of a randy cunt. I can quite enter into the feeling of that girl who holds the man's prick so lovingly in her hand and frigs it up and down while she gazes on its glowing head, which she loves to see standing up proudly in all its bare and naked beauty.'
'And what do you think of this, Gipton?' pointing to a picture in which one man was fondling the prick and balls of another.
'I think that more exciting still. The artist has well depicted the expression of pleasure in that young fellow's face as he alternately caps and uncovers the rosy head of his friend's prick. But this one here, the last of the series, is perhaps the most exciting of all. He has now taken his friend's prick into his mouth, and while he churns his balls and tickles the sensitive parts behind, sucks out the rich creamy juice which his friend is spurting into his mouth — yes, major — why not? — take out your prick and shoe it to me. I will frig it for you, and play with it as long as you like.'
'Well, Gipton, here it is — I am quite willing to show you mine and you may do with it whatever you please, but I expect you will favour me in like manner afterward.'
Frances took the major's prick in hand and began to frig it, as she said, 'You shall see mine afterward. I love to have it looked at and petted by a man. Meanwhile, go on viewing the pictures, and leave your affair to my management; I know how to excite a prick and get it into first-rate working trim; but I would enjoy hearing you describe the prints at the same time, and as we are both thoroughly excited now, the more wanton and lascivious the terms you use the better.'
'You are a grand fellow, Gipton; no woman could work up my prick better than you! But don't be too energetic, unless you want me to spend in your mouth.'
'Oh! you may spend as soon as you like, and I don't at all object to your spending in my mouth if you wish,' and she commenced sucking the major's prick.
'Well, the picture before me is the same we were looking at last. I will call the two figures Jack and Tom; Jack is sucking Tom's prick, just as you are sucking mine. It affords him a good mouthful, and he seems to enjoy it, for while he sucks he frigs softly with one hand, and touches up his friend behind the balls with the other. And you are doing the same. Oh, Gipton! How I enjoy the feel of your fingers playing about me there; but to return to the picture. Tom's eyes are fixed on the naked arse of a girl who leans back on a chair before him, holding open her thighs with her hands, so that he may see the whole of her cunt and little round bottom-hole, as well as a good portion of the fat cheeks of he arse. She seems to be asking him, "What are you looking at, Tom?" '"Your arse, Sally; push your cunt up higher, spread the lips wider. I like to see the rosy folds inside — frig your clitoris and put your finger in your arsehole. Now Jack — suck hard, squeeze my prick, press my balls.
Oh! there! Suck! It spouts, oh!'
'Did you swallow it Gipton?'
'Of course I did,' replied Frances, wiping her mouth, 'and good lot you gave me; it shot down my throat whether I liked it or not.'
'Well, take a pull at this flask; I'll do the same; and after a few moments' rest, we will proceed with the second act of our play; for I must have a frig and suck too.'
They rested together for a short space, during which the major made several attempts to get his hand inside Frances's trousers, but she always begged for a little longer delay. At last, the major, sitting up, said 'Come, Gipton, time flies, let your trousers down and plant your naked bum here on my lap' — and with a determined effort he unbuttoned her trousers and thrust his hand in between her thighs.
Frances laughed, as he exclaimed, 'By Jove! — just what I expected — what a charming girl you are! I suppose I must call you, Frances, now.
How admirably you acted the part of a sailor lad! You would deceive any man unless he saw or touched your cunt. And how well you have disguised your bubbies too.'
Here, he took her in his arms. Frances made no objection; on the contrary, she now afforded him ever facility to feel and examine her as much as he desired. As his hands were roving over each voluptuous prominence and entering every inviting crevice, he suddenly looked up and said, 'But what about Lord Ferrars? I don't wish to come to loggerheads with him.'
'Oh,' replied Frances, 'you may make your mind easy on that score. You will meet neither loggerheads nor maidenheads here just now, they took their departure long ago. I don't mind telling you that I have accompanied Lord Ferrars as his mistress; that I am very fond of him, and that he is very good to me. He gives me everything I could wish for, and, best of all, the most perfect liberty. He does not care how often I am fucked by others, provided I am always ready for him. Indeed he tells me that he enjoys my cunt more just after I have come from the embraces of another man. Not only that, but he likes to see me fucked, especially if I can hold the prick which is fucking me. I think he shares your taste in liking to see and handle a good prick, and watch it doing its work. I have, in fact, a suspicion that he is more pleased when his own prick is frigged by a man than by a woman. And, now that you know so much, I may as well tell you in addition that one reason why he and the doctor are such great friends is that they go shares in every woman they enjoy and are fond of petting each other's prick.'
'Why, Frances, it seems to me that I have fallen into clover. And does he share his friend's wife, too?'
'Aye, that he does, and the doctor takes the greatest delight in watching his performance and urging him on by every means in his power.'
'Well, I guess we shall yet have some fun together; but we must not act the part, until I have had some play with this little fanny of yours; how shall I get to her?'
'Shall I place myself like the girl in that picture?'
'Yes; I am just longing for a view of your lovely arse.'
'Well, major, I will, for I feel randy to the last degree, and ready for anything; but it would not be safe to strip here. Come along with me, I will show you a snug retreat where we shall be safe from intrusion and able to enjoy ourselves as we like.'
Frances led him to the inner room of the smoking pavilion, and having secured the door, she pulled off her trousers, and sitting down on the couch opposite to him, threw up her legs and held open her thighs with her hands on each side.
Then, smiling up at him through he wide-spread limbs, she cried, 'There major! Behold my arse, cunt, and everything; what do you think of them?'
'I think your charming arse beats the picture hollow. It is lovely! Do you often show it that way to Lord Ferrars?'
'Yes, when I wish to excite him very much I show him my arse and say: come! Out with your prick and fuck me! but kiss and suck it first, and we shall both enjoy it more.'
'What does he do then?'
'If he is dressed, he lets down his trousers, and shows me his prick, and presents it for a kiss and a little suck; then going on his knees, he pushes his hands under the cheeks of my bottom to raise it higher; then he applies his mouth to my cunt, and after nibbling the clitoris and rolling his tongue about inside the lips, he passes on to my bottom-hole, sucks it and thrusts in his tongue as far as he can.'
'Do you like having your bottom-hole sucked?'
'Yes, greatly, I like it more than anything.'
'Well, I will suck your bottom-hole for you, but, like Lord Ferrars, I will begin with your cunt' — and kneeling down, he applied his mouth to the rosy slit, moist with love's dew and redolent with that hot cuntperfume which Frances, when excited, possessed in a marked degree.
Then moving lower down and drawing open the fat cheeks of her bottom, he sucked the pursed up edges of her little brown orifice, and then worked his tongue a short distance up the passage itself.
This was just what France was longing for — it was her passion, and she groaned with inexpressible delight: 'Oh! how sweetly you suck my bottom! Push in your dear tongue.'
After sucking for a few moments, while she wriggled her bottom and did all in her power to open her arsehole to facilitate the entrance of his tongue, he asked, 'Do you like that, Frances?'
'Yes, it is most delicious! I love to feel your tongue just inside there, and your breath blowing in the hair of my cunt,' and she hoisted her arse in the most lascivious manner, rubbing her cunt across his nose and jerking her arse against his chin. 'Oh! it's coming, major! Suck my cunt — put your finger in my arse — pinch my cheeks — pinch hard — oh!'
The major quickly transferred his mouth to her cunt, and licked up the drops of spend that oozed out of her fragrant slit.
Frances then closed her eyes and lay back to rest, while he sat on the ground still playing with her cunt, drawing open the fat, hair-skirted lips that he might see their glowing inside and sniff up the rich salty odour that exhaled from their inner folds.
It was at this moment that we entered the outside room, and Alick's exclamation at one aroused the interest of his friend.
'Hallo! I hear Alick's voice in the other room! Who is that he is talking to?'
'That is Mrs Harpur, our friend Queenie, you know. They have made up matters, I perceive, and are coming there, no doubt, for a quick fuck.
We shall have great fun watching them and listening to their bawdy talk. See, place yourself here, look through this little opening and tell me all that you observe, and I will play with this poor tired fellow until I have him in good humour again.'
She then knelt before him, and holding his prick in her left hand, she rubbed its soft head about her nose and mouth, and passing her right hand round his hip, pushed it under his bottom until she reached the bag holding his large firm stones.
Meantime the major continued in a low but distinct whisper.
'What a splendid arse your friend Queenie has! Alick has spread it wide open before him. How he kisses and rubs his face over its glossy surface; now he has drawn open the lips of her cunt and is admiring its rosy chink! Now he sucks it! Don't you hear him! Now he has moved lower down and is sucking her bottom. Alick, my boy you know what voluptuous pleasure is! You are wise — you stop at nothing which promotes it. But listen to Queenie! How delicious to hear her talking of her arse, and telling him to ram his prick into her cunt. Now he is in her; how pleased she looks! How smoothly his prick rushes up between the soft hairy lips of her cunt! How eagerly he plunges against her arse!
How promptly she heaves up! Oh, it is a grand sight! Alick has a splendid tool and uses it with skill and effect. Now, Frances, it is your turn to look, and let me have your bottom to play with.'
'Well, there it is, major,' she replied, pulling up her dress behind as high as he could and stooping forward, 'bottom, cunt, and everything, for you to view and kiss and suck as much as you like; and I will describe, as well as I can, all that is going on in the room outside.'
The major paid due homage to the beauties of her turned up bottom as she continued, 'They are now commencing their second fuck, which Queenie always enjoys the most. She is still on her back with her thighs lifted up and wide apart. Alick is fucking with science and deliberation. He draws the whole of his prick out before every
renewed plunge, while Queenie is panting below him, twisting her arse and talking with extreme lewdness to spur him on — "prick and piss; fuck and arse; spunk and bollocks, are the words which sound in his ears at every plunge of his prick into her heated and closely grasping cunt. Oh! major! How nice it is to feel your tongue moving about just inside my arsehole! How is your prick? Is he stiffening up again? Let me put my hand on him. I am longing for another good fuck.
Stay, I will suck him for a moment — that will put him into good humour. But, hark! Jim has come in, and they are talking about you.
Let us listen.'
'Oh, the little imp! With what gusto, she tells how I fucked her arse!
Why, she herself cocked up her bottom and asked me to bugger her.
There is nothing she enjoys so much as to have Alick fucking, or still better sucking her cunt while I bugger her arse.'
The major then asked, might he to into them?'
'Oh, yes, whenever you please; but won't you fuck me first? My cunt is in a terrible state — oh, it is so hot! Feel it — look at it — kiss it — suck it — fuck it' — and Frances, leaning back and spreading her thighs, jerked up her cunt before his face.
The major said he never saw a cunt look so hot as hers did then: the very lips were swelling out with voluptuous desire, and a hot steam, charged with the spiciest cunt flavour, issued from the heated charm How differently constituted women are from men! The previous fucking, which Frances so thoroughly enjoyed, in place of satisfying her had only whetted her appetite for more; while the major began to show signs of exhaustion. However, he could not refuse to attempt a compliance with her request. So leaning over her, he placed the head of his languid prick between the lips of her excited orifice. As soon as she felt it there, she gave an upward plunge which buried it in her cunt to the very balls. Then seizing him in her arms and crossing her legs on his back, she made her belly smack against his at every thrust, and
catching his shoulder between her teeth, she nipped him sharply in the agony of her delight.
When she felt the major's crisis approaching, she threw back her head and cried aloud, 'Pour it in, major? Saturate my cunt with spunk — rub your balls against my arse — press hard upon my cunt — oh, fuck!'
Meanwhile, the practised ears of Jim recognised the voice of Frances in the inside room and learning from her ecstatic words that the denouement had taken place, she said to me, 'Don't you think, Queenie, it would be well to go and look for the major and Mr Gipton?'
And with a knowing wink and nod toward the inside room, she added, 'You know we have still to introduce the latter to Captain Stuart, who is expecting, I am sure, to find our young friend not only an agreeable acquaintance but an interesting study. I dare say we shall all find them near the place where I left them conversing together.'