'I will, dear Queenie, but I want to piddle very badly — let me do that first, and then I shall be more at my ease to proceed with my stupid narration.'
'Of course, that necessity must be complied with,' I said, 'but why not say piss instead of piddle, it is shorter and simpler. I want to do something in that line myself, so after you have done, I will perform.
Here's the poe, but I want you to do it standing — so. I will hold it for you.'
I turned her in such a direction as to afford those who I knew were watching every movement, a good view of the interesting performance, and held the Poe between her legs, but below her knees, saying: 'Now, Frances, piss away.'
She stooped forward a little and immediately a clear amber stream darted from the hair-covered lips of her cunt and with a gurgling rush rattled into the utensil I held to receive it.
This diversion so tickled the fancies of our unseen observers, that they both laughed out. The flow at once stopped. Frances looked aghast.
'Oh! Queenie, what's that? Somebody is watching us; have you peep holes here?'
Observing my smile, she said, looking most reproachful, 'Why did you not tell me? Who is it, Queenie? O tell me, who has been listening?'
She was cut short by the opening of the door, and the sudden entrance of Lord Ferrars and Dick, dressed only in their shirts.
'We have intruded, dearest Queenie, and best loved Frances,' said Lord Ferrars, in his graceful manner, 'not only to answer for ourselves, but to beg your kind permission to take part in this most delightful conference.'
I smiled a welcome, but Frances only threw herself into my arms, and burying her face in my bosom, exclaimed, in a voice broken by sobs: 'Oh, Queenie! — why did you not tell me — they were listening. I have spoken very foolishly and said many things I should never have uttered.'
'Make your mind easy, my sweet little pet,' replied Lord Ferrars, putting his arm around her and drawing her on his knee as he sat down by my side, 'you did not utter one word that could offend me, but a great many that proved how good and trustworthy you are. In very truth, I never loved you more highly than I do at the present moment.
And now that our secret is found out, I am all the better pleased. Our noble-hearted friends here will love you and do all they can to make you happy.'
'That we will, dear Frances, and now, let me introduce you to my husband. He has not seen you in your present costume until now, and I perceive he is admiring you all over. Give him your hand, my pet.'
She looked at Lord Ferrars, as if for direction. 'Give it to him,' he said, 'and not only your hand, my love, but with it every other favour it is in your power to bestow, for he is worthy of it — he is my best loved and most trusted friend.'
She laid her hand in a coy manner in my husband's outstretched palm.
As he took hold of it, he drew her gently toward him. She gave one wistful glance at Lord Ferrars, and she slipped off his knee and yielded to Dick's embrace. But as his lordship nodded approvingly when he saw his friend's hand gliding toward her secret charms, while at the same instance his roving hand found a resting place between my thighs, she turned to him with a bright expression on her face and said, 'He tells me to love you, Dr Harpur, and I do, for you have been always good and kind to me. I don't know how well you prescribed for me when I was sick, nor how gallantly you rescued me from those horrid Spanish sailors:
He folded her in his arms, as he replied, 'My sweet Frances, I always liked you for my friend's sake, now I love you for your own; and my good wife, as you see, does not object — we are quite in accord in the matters. But don't call me Dr Harpur anymore, call me Dick; and now, my pet, we want you to favour us, by continuing your interesting narrative, which we somewhat rudely interrupted.
'Oh, I cannot before you and Lord Ferrars; he might not like it.'
'On the contrary, Frances, I join heartily with my friend Dick in requesting you to give us as full a narrative as you can of all your adventures. You have already told me many of them, but I would gladly hear them again in a more connected form: and I need hardly say — tell everything that happened to you as fully as possible. I know that you have been forced on several occasions to comply with the wishes of others; but, as I have often said, in place of that making me love you less, I like and enjoy you all the more. Your dear little cunt is so beautifully made that the oftener it is used the more capable it grows of giving the highest delight to everyone who has the happiness of entering it.'
'My lord, you are always generous and good; I will do the best I can to please you and these kind friends; so to continue — Anna told me on the way, that she, being Mrs Simpson's favourite, was the only one beside herself who was permitted to keep the key which opened the doors of these closets; and as Mrs Simpson was especially particular about this one, she warned me to avoid speaking or making any noise whatever.
'As soon as my eyes became accustomed to the opening, which was more carefully hidden than the others, I perceived a fine-looking man negligently reclining on a broad sofa, which was plentifully furnished with the softest cushions. He had nothing on but a silk dressing gown and embroidered slippers.
'Mrs Simpson sat between his widely separated legs. She was fondling his prick with her hands. It seemed of the ordinary size, but it was remarkable for the whiteness of its enfolding skin, and the bright carnation tint of its glossy head. It looked soft however, and could not stand without support.
'This want of stiffness she was trying to remedy by her skilful appliances. She did not trust alone to the action of her hands, for she had with her two young girls whom she had trained for this very purpose. One of this she called Haidee, after Byron's favourite; she was a well-formed girl of fourteen, whose cunt was fully developed but as yet unobscured by any trace of hair and thus well suited to please the oriental taste of the ex-ambassador. This girl was now seated in front of them with what little dress she had tucked up about her waist.
'Mrs Simpson, having directed her to lean back and spread her thighs as widely as she could, with her legs resting on the arms of a chair, said,
"Look, my lord, at Haidee's pretty little fat cunt, how fresh and fair it is!
How voluptuously the soft lips swell out on either side of the glowing chink! And how red and moist the slit appears! Your lordship's prick will enjoy forcing its way in between its clinging folds, I expect, when we have stiffened it up a bit. And here is sweet Flora, who, though six months younger, possesses a beautifully formed and most luscious little love-trap. Come here my pet, sit on the arm of the sofa that his lordship my fondle and kiss your sweet little quim." 'This young girl, as blooming as Hebe, sprang on the sofa, and presenting her soft and glowing little cunny to his face, asked how his lordship would like to have it, in front or rear? '"In front at first, my love; sit on the arm of the sofa, and place your legs on my shoulders." 'Then he plunged his face between her thighs and sucked vigorously at the voluptuous furrow, drawing all the soft parts into his open mouth, while she put her hands on his head — playing with the locks of his hair, as he twisted her peach-like bottom in the most lascivious manner — muttering, all the time, "I do love to feel your lordship nibbling at my clitoris, and pushing your tongue up my cunt." 'Mrs Simpson now redoubled her efforts to invigorate his lordship's tool by various skilful touches and light pinches of all the sensitive parts within reach. It gradually stiffened and began to stand erect. She then asked if he would like Haidee to mount across his loins and receive his prick in her cunt, while he still amuse himself with the charms of the younger girl. He lazily consented and stretched himself along the sofa, drawing Flora down until her bottom rested on his face.
'Haidee then got over him, and soon, with Mrs Simpson's aid, engulfed his lordship's yielding tool in her lascivious gap; that being accomplished, she placed her hands on Flora's shoulders, and worked her body slowly up and down. Meantime Flora was not idle, for with active loins she rubbed her moist and savoury cunt over and about his lordship's mouth and nose.
'"Now, Haidee," said Mrs Simpson, "tell his lordship, what you feel." '"I feel — a nice prick stirring about in my cunt; when I sit down, I feel it pushing up — Oh! — that is good; now I rise up, and it slips back. Then I drive it up again, and press hard to get in all I can — there do you like that, my lord? Does this kind of fucking please you?" '"Yes, Haidee, it is admirable; your cunt seems actually alive; I feel it biting and pinching my prick all round." '"And Flora, how are you getting on?" asked Mrs Simpson. "Tell his lordship how you like his gamahuching you." '"Oh, it is delightful. I like so much to feel the hair of your beard, my lord, rubbing my bottom and your tongue moving in my cunt. it feels like a prick — push it further in — oh! that's nice! Yes, gamahuche me, while you fuck Haidee. Now you are turning to my bottom — Oh! that's
good I will lean back to give you more room; oh! Haidee, I'm spending — I'm spending." 'and his lordship seemed to be spending too, for he arched his body under Haidee, and drawing Mrs Simpson to his side, he rammed the fingers of one hand into her salacious quim, while with the other he pinched Haidee's quivering arse until he made her bound again with a cry of mingled pain and pleasure.
'We then beat a hasty retreat and returned to my apartment.
'In the evening, we had a quiet dinner together, and Mrs Simpson and the three girls made themselves very agreeable and spoke of the sport and fun they expected at suppertime with their gentlemen friends. I begged to be excused for that night, as I felt tired after my journey and accordingly was allowed to retire to my own room.
'Anna brought me some tea, and a lot of lascivious books and pictures, and as we looked them over, she made every effort to excite me both by touches and suggestions. I did not understand her object at the time, though I thought her manner somewhat peculiar, but after-events proved that she was acting with fixed design, and from mercenary motives.
'She induced me to take a bath before going to bed, and persisted in placing the bath in a position which, she said, kept me out of the draft, but which I thought only exposed me the more; but she was kind and merry and I let her have her way. She helped to sponge my limbs, and made me turn and bend my body in a variety of postures; and when drying me afterward, she so tickled me and slapped my bottom as to make me throw my arms and legs about, and display all the secret chinks and crannies of my person.
'then she brought me what they called a nightcap — a tumbler of hot spiced wine. It warmed me all over, and seemed to have a wonderful effect on the region round my cunt, for it made all its nerves thrill and induced a spasmodic action strongly suggestive of venereal pleasure.
'Before leaving, she told me that her room was next to mine, and if I wanted anything in the night, or felt lonely, I had only to run into her and she would take care of me.
'When she went out, however, I carefully fastened the door, and then, with my brain swimming, tumbled into bed. The last thing I was conscious of was hearing singing and revelry downstairs, but as my door was locked, I felt secure, and turning over quickly fell asleep. My sleep was disturbed and the highly excited state of my cunt naturally caused dreams of a corresponding character.
'As I lay on my back, I saw descending over me the much desired form of my absent love. His roseate limbs seemed floating in celestial light. I stretched up my arms, and said: "O my love, how delightful to have you with me now!" I felt his dear hands groping between the lips of my palpitating cunt. I opened my thighs, and heaved my bottom, as I muttered. "Yes feel it, my love; feel my cunt, how hot it is! It is longing, for your dear prick — your fingers tickle me very nicely, but it is your prick along that can satisfy my cunt — won't you put it in?" 'My love laid himself upon me. I could no longer see him, but I felt his arm around me and his warm body pressing me deliciously. He put his prick in my hand. It was large and stiff. Letting the head pass through my fingers, I drew back the soft covering skin. I felt it bound in my hand. 'Now, my love, let me put it in." I said, drawing it toward my cunt,
"I am longing for it — my cunt burns." I felt the head rub between the moist lips. I felt it press on the heated orifice. I heaved up. It slipped in.
"O how good!" I muttered, as it passed up my cunt extending each humid fold and sensitive crease of my vagina.
'"Your prick, my love, is very big tonight! It fills me up more than usual." I muttered, gradually regaining consciousness, but still overpowered by the pleasurable sensations in my cunt. "How well you fuck! How sweetly you drive up your prick! Oh! I am fairly suffocated with rapture," I cried, pushing up my cunt to him as his action became more vehement.
'He rammed home his prick with desperate energy and with a low moaning cry shot forth a torrent of heated spunk. I felt my cunt filled to overflowing. I knew it was bubbling out at the sides. "Oh, what a quantity of spunk you have poured into me! Where did you get it all?
My love, how strong and big your are! And how heavy! But how did you get in? and when did you arrive?" My love made no other answer than a gentle movement of his prick in my cunt. I passed my hand over him. He certainly had grown larger and much heavier. His skin did not feel so soft as usual. "Why don't you speak to me, my lord." 'My mind, now fully awakened, became filled with a strange misgiving that grew into certainty as I felt a thick covering of hair on his breast, which I knew Lord Ferrars did not possess.
'"You are not Lord Ferrars, are you? Tell me who you are?"
No answer only a stronger hug, and a shove of his prick in my cunt.
'"Stop — you have no right. Stop, I won't let you.' And making a sudden bound, I sprang from under him, and jumped out of bed. I heard him getting out after me, so I slipped noiselessly to the other side, and gradually crept toward the door. With nervous fingers I unlocked it, and passing out into the passage ran to Anna's door, which I found open. I quickly stepped in, and feeling for the key, turned it in the lock, and then thinking I was tolerably safe, called Anna.
'She answered me from her bed, and told me not to be frightened but to come over to her and tell her what was the matter. I moved in the direction of her voice, and found her sitting on the side of her bed. She took me in her arms, and drawing me over her, leaned back, as she said,
"You little goose, what are you making all this noise for? You will waken the whole house."
'"Oh, Anna, someone got into my bed — and — and-' "Fucked you? — well, what great harm is there in that? What better thing could be happen to a girl than to be well fucked?" '"Oh! but it was not Lord Ferras at all.'
'"Lord Grandmother, excuse me; would not any other lord do as well, provided he had as good a prick?" 'At that instant, a pair of strong arms seized me round the waist, and the huge prick was again thrust into my cunt. I kicked and plunged, and did all in my power to free myself from his hateful embrace; but Anna held me like a vice, crying, "Fuck her, major, fuck her — don't spare her — give her such a dose of prick as she never got before in her life," and heaving her body, she bumped me up to meet every stroke.
'In spite of all my opposition, my cunt glowed at every lunge, and I began to wish for his discharge, when the wretch suddenly drew out his prick and, plunging it into my bottom, shot his fiery stream into my vitals. This consummation finished me; my muscles relaxed and I fell into a helpless swoon. While in this state, I was put back in bed, and when I recovered consciousness, the daylight was breaking in through the window shutters.
'When Anna came in, I would not speak to her, and threatened to leave the house. But she only smiled and said I ought to thank her in place of being angry, for she had caused me to make a brave plunge, and I would soon be as jovial as any of them.
'Mrs Simpson, however, pretended to view the matter in a more serious light, and apologised for the intrusion, which, she said, arose out of a mistake made by a young officer of the Guards, who had passed the night in her house.
'But I learned afterward that both she and Anna had been heavily bribed, the one to permit and the other to assist in the outrage. And also that there was a secret passage through a wall press, by means of which he had entered from Anna's room and had also watched me taking my bath.
'My uniform was brought in during the day and they all made great fun of my awkwardness when I first donned the male attire. One of the girls twisted her handkerchief and stuffed it into my trousers to represent a prick. Another said I was such a pretty boy that as soon as I went out all the girls would be sure to fall in love with me. I have often thought of her words since, and smiled when I found them verified by fact.
'My dear lord arrived in the evening, and we passed such a happy night together. He laughed when I told him of my adventure, and said he would not leave me alone there another night.
'He thought it better to avoid observation on shore, so the next morning I accompanied him on board his new yacht, the Ariel, and we soon afterward set sail. For several days I kept very quiet under plea of seasickness, and only gradually went about the yacht as I became familiar with my dress and learned to assume something of the usual swagger of a young salt.