When Jim and I returned after finding the major, Frances ran forward to meet us. Her clustering curls of golden hair were tossed and disordered, but her eyes were bright and her voice cheery as she exclaimed, 'Queenie, I have been vanquished. Both the major and Captain Stuart have proved too strong for my weak defence. My armour has been penetrated, and every vulnerable crevice discovered and laid bare. Let me go in and throw aside my harness as useless and unavailing.'
We only laughed, as the major replied, 'No, my sweet Frances, your disguise is admirable, and tends more than anything to enhance your surpassing charms. Is not that your opinion, too?' he said, turning to Alick, who had just come up.
'Most assuredly,' replied Alick, 'Frances would be lovely and lovable in any dress, and better in none at all, for to her the poet's words might be justly applied:
She is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.
Yet I fully agree with you that her boyish costume renders her charm still more piquant and irresistible.'
We then went into the house to prepare for dinner and get ready to welcome Lord Ferrars and Dick on their return from the hunting expedition.
Our new friends were received there with great cordiality, and we were soon as familiar together as if we had been friends all our lives.
When the servants were got rid of after dinner, we retreated into my snug little boudoir, and then, as usual, undress became the order of the day.
The gentlemen did not object to our making free with their engines of delight, and we placed no difficulties in the way of their full and free investigation of our secret charms.
We handled and frigged their pricks one after the other, and they fingered and viewed our cunts and bottoms in every variety of attitude and position. My husband and Lord Ferrars, being tolerably fresh, had their pricks in fair fucking order, while those of the others were rather languid after their late services with us; so it was decided that Lord Ferrars was to sacrifice to Venus, and that Jim's cunt was to be the alter on which the libation should be poured forth, while the major was to act what was to him a very pleasing duty — the part of presiding priest, that is he was to hold the sacrificial knife and see that the victim was duly penetrated and the sacrifice in all respects complete.
Jim was accordingly stripped to her stockings and boots, which by universal consent is judged the suitable amount of dress for these occasions, and laid on her back on a broad couch in the centre of the room. We gathered round her, and the major commenced his duties by lifting her legs, pushing a pillow under her bottom and spreading her thighs to their widest extent.
This posture, of course, opened out the charm of love, and presented it in the most favourable aspect for examination and for viewing the entrance of the sacrificial knife.
Then the major, taking a position a little to one side, proceeded to direct our attention to its varied beauties and capabilities. Passing one hand under her bottom, he placed the other on her rising mound as he said, 'Observe this voluptuous hillock, called the mount of Venus, how luxuriously it is crowned with this thicket of silky hair! And here, in the thickest part, see the commencement of the furrow of love, bounded on either side by large well-rounded lips! How the project in ripe luxuriance! How soft and unctuous they feel, while their interior lining is mantled with all the blushing hues of morn. See how this rose-bud clitoris uprears its saucy head!' then drawing open the nymphae, he continued: 'But look here. This sweet chink, adorned with coral sides, redolent with most stimulating perfume, and wet with ambrosial dew, is the very seat and home of love. And observe how instinct with life it is! It actually pants with desire as I titillate its sensitive nerves! How they compress themselves as, with wanton heaves, the open cunt invites the hot and moist encounter.' Then passing his hand over her smooth belly, he pronounced: 'This alter is now prepared, and this luscious cunt is only waiting to receive its libation and then lie soaking in the flooded streams of love. Come forward, my lord, and do your part.
'But let me first inspect the weapon. My duty is to see that it is fully qualified for the work, and then that the work is duly performed and satisfactorily completed. Mrs Harpur, let me ask you, as priestess on this auspicious occasion, to place the weapon in my hand.'
I at once complied by pulling his lordship's short over his head, and placing one hand under his balls, I grasped his prick with the other and drew him forward to the major's side.
The major's eyes glistened with pleasure as he took in hand the firm standing prick, and having gently drawn down the soft movable skin, regarded with admiration its glowing head.
Meantime, Jim had passed her hand from behind the major's thighs, catching his bollocks, had drawn him nearer to herself, so that while she lay back with her cunt fully opened to our view, she was able with her other to clasp his prick and frig it up and down.
The major smiled as he gave one glance at his own affair, so pleasantly captured, and then turned his attention to the more vigorous prick he was manipulating himself. He was now quite in his element, for he loved above all things to hold in his hands the tool of another man, and he watched it admiringly while his fingers played round its firm shaft and gently moved the loose skin up and down, covering and uncovering the large rosy head and making it elevate its crest in proud deviance.
Lord Ferrars, having somewhat similar tastes, did not object to the major's familiarities. Nay, he evidently enjoyed his skilful manipulation, for he pushed forward his prick, and looked down upon it with satisfaction as with successive jerks of his bottom he made it pass backward and forward through the major's circling fingers. The latter then pronounced the sacrificial weapon fit for its work and said: 'Now, Ferrars, let me place it at the exact spot where it can most easily penetrate the victim and pass through the opposing folds until it reaches those hidden recesses where the libation must be made which completes the sacrifice of Venus.
Lord Ferrars, yielding himself to his directions, passed between the wide-spread thighs of Jim and bent down over her recumbent form.
Then the major, having rubbed the swollen head of his lordship's prick two or three times up and down the juicy chink of her cunt, placing its point at the critical spot, and, transferring his hand to his lordship's manly stones, cried: 'Strike home, my lord.' And suiting the action to the word, he gave him a resounding smack on the backside.
The whole length of his lordship's prick rushed up the moist and heated cavity, his hips pressed hard between her open thighs and his balls rubbed the sensitive edges of her arsehole.
'Not it is for the victim to dry aloud and utter her dying song as she feels the weapon of Venus reaching her very heart and yields herself to the maddening ecstasies of love.'
'Oh, yes, sir priest, I perspire and spend. I ma penetrated to the heart. I feel the glowing weapon in the very centre of delight. O divine prick!
O happy cunt! O sweet fuck! Ram your prick home in my cunt, Lord Ferrars. Batter my arse with your cods — Oh, my arse! — Oh, my quim!
Major, put your prick in my mouth. Alick and Dick, let me hold your pricks and rub them to my titties.'
She clutched Alick's prick in her left hand and my husband's in her right, and drawing them toward her rubbed them against her swelling bubbies. She thus attained the highest degree of voluptuous enjoyment. Her cunt was gloriously filled by Lord Ferrars' noble prick;
Frances pinched her bottom and tickled her arsehole with her finger.
Her mouth was crammed with the major's tool, now stiffened up again, while his hairy appendages rubbed her face. Alick worked away at her left side, as she kept his prick pressed against her breast, while my husband was equally active on her right, making the nose of his prick — now in first-rate order — plunge against Alick's every push.
Outside of all, I passed around, frigging bollocks and pricks, arses and cunts in succession, stimulating each by the most wanton expressions and lascivious touches I could devise.
Then the floodgates of pleasure opened, and Jim literally swam in a sea of delight as streams of spunk poured on every side, saturating her cunt, belly and breasts and accompanied by excited cries and sonorous groans.
Then the major declared that the sacrifice was a complete success, and that the all potent goddess was delighted with the devotion of her ardent and persistent votaries.
We accordingly arranged ourselves in various attitudes of repose, taking care that each prick should be conveniently placed for the gratifying touches of a female hand, and each cunt open to the inspection and feel of the masculine members of our social party.
Lord Ferrars reclined between my legs, his cheek resting on my thighs, his fingers toying with the curling hairs of my cunt, opening and shutting its pouting lips and pressing the clitoris that lay between.
It occurred to me that some lascivious story or lustful narrative was just what we needed to rekindle our smouldering fires and cause them to burst out afresh in amorous flames; and that Lord Ferrars, for all his experience and well-known ability, was the very man to help us in that way.
So, rubbing his prick softly between by feet, I said, 'My lord, you once told me of some of your boyish loves, which interested me greatly. I am sure that if you would kindly favour our present company with a similar sample of your early reminiscences, they would be highly gratified, and we should all feel so much obliged.'
'I have nothing of any special interest to relate, my darling Queenie,' replied his lordship, 'but if it would gratify you and our friends, while we are resting together, I will be happy to do the best I can. In the early days of my boyhood, much of my holiday time was passed with my aunt, Lady Flora, who was a young widow with independent means; but though of a very ardent temperament, she had determined not to encumber herself, as she said, a second time with a husband. She preferred, in fact, being her own mistress, able to carry out her own programme of enjoyment without restriction or restraint. She strictly observed all the social proprieties of life, so far as outward observation extended, but with great prudence and skill she secretly indulged her wanton propensities with the utmost freedom, not only with men of her own rank, but with her grooms and gardeners, and indeed anyone disposed to enjoy her favours with discretion and ready to submit to her wanton caprices.
'She had a special fancy for boys just budding into manhood and delighted in playing with their partially developed pricks, taking great interest in observing the first signs of sexual pleasure, especially when aroused by acquaintance for the first time with the appearance and uses of the female parts.
'When I first went on a visit to her, I was nearly twelve years old. I had learnt from the more knowing of my schoolfellows that my little cock was called a prick and that the slit which girls have between their legs was called cunt, and that putting the prick into the cunt was a very pleasant operation, but as yet I had not had experience of the matter.
'My aunt commenced by pretending that she was very particular that I should have a good bath every morning and said she must come to my room and see that her wishes were fully carried out. So next morning, before I was up, she came into my room, and having arranged the water in my bath, told me to get up, take off my shirt and step into it.
'I hesitated, for I then felt somewhat bashful about displaying my nakedness before a lady, even though she was my aunt. Observing my hesitation, she quickly pulled down the bedclothes, and said, "You need not mind me, Fred. I am your mother's sister, and often nursed you as a child. There is no reason for being ashamed in front of me, so pull off your shirt and jump into the bath." 'I did as she asked me, for I was really fond of her, and besides felt amused at her fancy. I sat down in the path and sponged my back and shoulders, with my face turned away from her. She watched me for a few moments, and then offered to help me herself. She uncovered her right arm, and taking the sponge poured the water over my neck and shoulders. In doing so, a large portion of her snow white breasts became exposed to view, which excited my liveliest emotion and made me willing to comply with any further demand, however wild or extravagant.
'She quickly perceived her advantage, and told me to stand up. I did so, this time facing her, with my little prick much larger than usual in full erection before her. She looked at it with admiration, put her hand on it, and said, "What a funny little thing! What do you do with it?" '"Ah, don't you know! I do my pee with it," I said blushing.
'"But it was meant for something far nicer than doing pee," she replied with a smile, frigging me as she spoke.
'"What's that? Oh, auntie, do tell me. I will be so fond of you, and do everything you wish." '"Well, we will see; but first I must give you a good drying." 'She rubbed all the upper part of my body with a towel as I stood before her; then slipping off her seat went on her knees to get more easily at my lower limbs. When she had carefully dried all between my legs, she took my little prick tenderly in her hands, and drawing the skin back as far as it could go she kissed the head and then took it into her warm mouth.
'Then placing her hands behind me, she caught the cheeks of my bottom and moved me back and forward, so as to make my prick pass in and out through her tightly pressed lips.
'I actually shivered with delight, and placing my hands on her head, said, "Oh, auntie, how good you are! Oh!! That is so nice! Don't stop, I do not know what is going to happen but I never felt anything so nice in my life." 'Then a warm glow passed through my whole frame followed by a delicious languor, so that I should have fallen if she had not caught me in her arms and held me up.
'I do verily believe, that, young as I was, I enjoyed then my first spend, or, at all events, felt for the first time the pleasurable emotion caused by the spasmodic action of the organs of ejaculation; and the feeling was so overpowering that for a few moments I lost all consciousness.
'When I came to myself, I was lying on a sofa. My aunt was still bending over me, fondling my prick and playing with the little balls which had lately come down. She looked up at me and said: '"Well, Freddy, my pet, how did you like that? Is not that better than piddling?"
'"Oh! it is delicious — nothing can exceed it." '"Yes, there is something better still. But I think I have taught you enough for one lesson. Perhaps tomorrow, I will teach you more.
Meanwhile be a good boy; ride your pony; take plenty of outdoor exercise and eat plenty of beefsteak. I want you to grow up strong and healthy, and then you will be a favourite with all the ladies.'
'"I shall be quite satisfied if I am a favourite of your, dear auntie,' I replied, with all the gallantry I could muster.
'During the day following, my thoughts often recurred to the pleasant sensations which my aunt's touches had shown me were so richly stored up in a part of my body I had hitherto been led to despise on account of the obligation to keep it covered up and concealed. But now the attentions and admiration of my aunt had enlightened me as to its value and importance; and I longed for the further instruction she had promised me.
'Besides, the glimpse she had given me of the soft beauties of her bosom, and the rich valley that lay between those swelling orbs, had made me eager to explore farther down.
'I had seen the pouting slits of little girls, and fancy painted them for me a similar slit — of course — larger and deeper — that must lie at the bottom of her belly and extend in between her thighs, and I wondered, would she let me feel it with my finger? 'That night when she kissed me as I was going to bed, she said? "As you have been such a good boy all day, Freddy, you may come into my room in the morning, if you like." '"Thanks, dear aunt, what time shall I come?" '"About seven o'clock — after you have had your bath, when you are warm and dry, wrap something about you, and come just as you are."'
'My first thought in the morning when I woke was the lesson my aunt had promised to give me; and putting my hand to my prick, I was surprised to find how much larger it seemed to have grown in a single night. My aunt's touches on the previous day and above all the suction of her lips had caused it to develop its power with unusual rapidity. It now felt uncomfortably stiff, and I longed for my aunt's help to relieve its tension as before. I accordingly lost no time in taking my bath, and though it was half an hour before the time mentioned by my aunt, I stole softly to the door of her room. It was closed but not fastened and opened without a noise when I applied a gentle push.
'Inside, the air felt warm, and pervaded with a perfume highly suggestive of voluptuous enjoyment. In the subdued light which entered through the richly curtained windows. I perceived my aunt's bed, under a canopy of gauze. I heard a gentle breathing as I approached. She was fast asleep, lying on her back, and to my great delight partially uncovered. One beautiful knee, white as alabaster, and part of the adjoining thigh were exposed to view. I stood at the bedside for a moment in mute admiration. Her arm lay across her face, and her bosom heaved at regular intervals as of one in deep sleep. The outlines of her beautiful limbs were clearly indicated under the light covering that spread over them. I could not resist the desire to see more, so I gently raised the sheet. As she did not stir, I felt emboldened to make further attempts to gratify my prurient curiosity. I gradually uncovered the whole thigh until my wondering eyes caught sight of a thick bush of light curly hair that seemed to cover the bottom of her belly and fill all the angle between her thighs. I felt irresistibly impelled to put my hand on it, at first very lightly and then more boldly, as she did not move.
'Looking at it with scrutinising eagerness, I perceived through the hair two swelling lips, and I pushed the tip of my finger between them. The furrow felt warm and moist, and seemed to open of its own accord. I bent over it and drawing the hairs aside peered into its pink recess. A peculiarly subtle odour exhaled from it, which I sniffed up with delight, for it caused my prick to tingle with lascivious desire. I stooped and kissed the pouting lips. My aunt heaved slightly against me. I started with alarm: and thought she was going to waken up; but it was only an involuntary stirring of her limbs, for she quickly relapsed into heavy sleep as before. On recovering my self possession, I perceived to my great delight that her thighs were now much more widely spread than at first. And as I bent over her again, I could see that the pink furrow extended down between the cheeks of her lovely bottom. I spread it open with my fingers, and found that upper part was filled with a fleshy lump, which has a soft outer skin, but felt inside to be gristly substance, that had considerable elastic firmness when I pressed on it.
'I felt intoxicated by the sweet it had: I applied my lips to it and rubbed it with my tongue, and finally took it into my mouth and sucked on it.
My aunt then gave a sudden start, put her hand on my head, and pushed up her cunt, as she said: "Freddy, you naughty boy, you have anticipated me in discovering all my secrets! What are you kissing me down there for?' at the same time placing her hand on my prick and pushing the skin back from its tingling head.
'"Forgive me auntie, for being so bold; when I came in, I found you asleep and partly covered, and I could not help feasting my eyes on the beautiful little nest you have at the bottom of your white belly." '"Well, Freddy, I forgive you. I meant to let you see it — you may kiss it as much as you like. Get over me, and rest your belly on my bubbies, and put your little prick in my mouth — my upper mouth, you know.
How do you like my lower one?" '"It is lovely, aunt; it has such thick fat lips, and such a delicious smell!
May I draw it more open?" '"Oh, you may do anything you like with it — kiss it, and suck it, and push you tongue into it. Do you know its name, dear?'
'"Yes, auntie, our schoolboys say it is called cunt — is that what you call it?" '"Yes, that is my cunt, and below it is my bottom. Can you see that too?'
'"Aye, that I can, and admire it as well. Your cunt runs down to it. Your cunt and bottom, auntie, seem to be all one.'
'"No, no, they are different; my cunt opens to the front, don't you see?
And my bottom opens behind, and they are separated by a ridge. I am sure my cunt is much nicer than my bottom, and has a nicer smell besides." '"Not at all, dear auntie, I love your cunt, but I admire your bottom too.
Like your cunt it has a savoury smell, and sweet. Would you like me to put my finger in as you do to mine?" '"Yes, Fred, if you wish. You are a dear boy, and do that very nicely. I like to feel you kiss and push your tongue into it. Do you know any other name for it besides bottom?'
'"Yes, auntie, I have heard it called arse." '"Well, we call it arse too, for the fun of the thing. Do you like me to tickle your arse while I suck your prick?" '"Oh, yes, auntie, it is delicious! But it is making that feeling come again — take out my prick, or I shall piddle in your mouth." '"That's not piddling, Fred, it is called spending; and though spending in the mouth may be very nice, yet spending in the cunt is better — that's called fucking, you know. Would you like to fuck me, Fred? — to put your prick into my cunt and fuck me." '"Yes, dear aunt, if you let me and show me how to do it."
'"Well, get over me and lie on my belly, and I will put your prick into my cunt myself and teach you how to fuck." 'I got over her, with my breast resting on her soft bubbies, my belly lying along the smooth expanse of her belly, an my prick buried amidst the thick hairy bush at the bottom of it.
'She pressed me in between her wide-spread thighs and threw her arms round me as she said, "What a nice soft little arse you have, Freddy!" And heaving herself up and grinding her cunt against my prick, she went on, "And so you are going to fuck your aunt, Freddy, and you want her to show you how to do it? Well she will teach you!" and pushing her hand between us, she took hold of my prick and rubbed its head up and down the slit of her cunt. It felt deliciously warm and soft and my prick slipped along its unctuous sides. Then holding its point lower down, she said, "Now Freddy, push — push your prick," at the same time shoving up her cunt; "fuck me now," she cried, as my prick plunged into her hot recess.
'Who can describe the rapturous joy I then for the first time realised!
My whole prick seemed clasped in living folds which surrounded it and embraced it on every side. My aunt, however, desired more vigorous action; seizing the cheeks of my bottom, she made me work up and down with a motion corresponding to the rapid heaves of her own body, while she said, "Now, work your arse, Freddy, drive in your prick and fuck me like a man — that's the way — fuck — fuck;' and she rolled from side to side and pressed me into her as a discharge like liquid fire seemed to pass from my backbone through my prick into her cunt, and I sank powerless in her arms.
'I soon recovered, and asked permission to continue playing with her cunt: but she stopped me, and said, "You are a wonderful boy, Fred, but I must not suffer you to do anything more now, lest you should injure your health. Go and bathe this good little fellow in cold water and return to bed for an hour or two; and I promise, you shall have other opportunities of fucking me yourself or seeing me fucked by another."
'"Dear aunt, that would be delightful. I would like to see a fine big prick working in and out of your cunt: and perhaps you will let me touch it at the same time." '"Well, hurry off now, and I may let you someday soon." 'As I went toward the door, the thought occurred to me: she is on for sport, and if I could only stay and hide, I might see some fun. So instead of going out I only made a slight noise with the handle and slipped behind some clothes that hung near.
'The even proved I was right. After allowing sufficient time for me to regain my room, she called in a low voice: "Tomkins, are you there?"
"Yes, my lady," replied the footman, a tall young fellow, as he stepped out of the wardrobe, "I have been watching the young master's first performance, and I am in a condition to give your ladyship a real treat." 'He then walked up to the bedside, and with the boldness of long familiarity pushed up his prick for her approval and caress. She took it in her hand, and drawing down the skin, looked at it with an approving glance. It was indeed a noble specimen, fully nine inches long, and thick in proportion, and its large glossy head was of a deep ruby tint. I had never seen anything like it before, and it filled me with great admiration.
'She kissed it and said: "Yes, he'll do. Now, Tomkins, feel my cunt. it has been irritated rather than satisfied by Master Freddy — though indeed he did wonderfully well for a boy, and if he grows to be a man he will have a fine tool." 'Meantime, Tomkins had drawn her across the bed, and going on his knees had laid her up-lifted legs on his shoulders; then pushing his hands under her, he began to kiss and suck her cunt.
'Dear mistress," he muttered, "your sweet cunt is in a most excited state.
I never knew it to feel so hot or smell so savoury! Shall I out in my prick?" '"Wait a moment, Tomkins, go on sucking, while I call Susan. Nothing pleases me more than to have a woman spend in my mouth when my cunt is so excited as it is now." 'She pulled a bell-rope near at hand, and immediately a young woman, whom she retained as her special attendant, entered the room through a door concealed in the panels.
'"Take everything off, Susan, and jump up on the bed." 'She loosened a string or two and her clothes fell on the floor.
'As she got on the bed, my aunt smiled at her and said, '"Stand over me, Susan, with your legs wide apart. Good, your cunt looks red and inflamed; when was it fucked last?" '"This morning, my lady. James was just beginning to give it a second poke when your ladyship called me." '"So much the better. I hope you did not wipe it on the way?" '"No, my lady, it is still dripping with his spunk." '"Very good, that's the way I like to have it. Now let down your arse, place your cunt on my mouth and talk to Tomkins." 'She squatted down and settled her cunt on my aunt's mouth; then twisting her bottom about, she said: "Tomkins, her ladyship is sucking my cunt. She is pushing her tongue where James had his prick ten minutes ago. She wants me to spend in her mouth, while you are sucking her cunt; so tickle my arse with your finger — now, my lady — there — it's coming — Oh! — Oh!!!"'