The Romance of Lust Part 30

"But I do not hurt you, dear Jane?"

"Oh, dear no, it makes me feel queer, but it is very nice."

"Well, now you know that I have two fingers inside, I will use my tongue again against your charming little c.l.i.toris, and work the fingers in and out."

I did so, and she soon spent in an agony of delight, pressing my head down hard on her c.u.n.t, and crying-"Oh! oh! it is too great a pleasure!" and then died off, half insensible. Another time I repeated this she told me not to forget to use my fingers. Having made her spend twice I took her on my knee, and told her that I possessed an instrument that would give her far more pleasure than tongue or finger.

"Indeed?" said she, "where is it? I should so like to see it."

"You won't tell."

"Oh, no!"

So pulling out my stiff-standing p.r.i.c.k, she stared in amazement. She had really never seen a p.r.i.c.k, although it was evidently a p.r.i.c.k that had deflowered her, for with my fingers I had explored her c.u.n.t, and found no hymen there. I put her hand upon it, she involuntarily grasped it firmly.

"This enormous thing could never get into my body, look, it is thicker than all your fingers put together, and only two fingers feel so tight."

"Yes, darling, but this dear little thing stretches, and was made to receive this big thing."

I was exciting her c.l.i.toris with my finger, she grew evidently lasciviously inclined, so saying, "Just let me try, and if it hurts you I will stop; you know I am always gentle with you."

"So you are, my dear fellow, but take care not to hurt me." She lay down on the bed, as I desired, with feet up and knees laid open. I spat on my p.r.i.c.k, and wetted the k.n.o.b and upper shaft well, then bringing it to her c.u.n.t, well moistened by my saliva in gamahuching her, I held open the lips with the fingers of my left hand, and half buried its k.n.o.b before getting to the real entrance.

"Don't flinch, dearest, I shall not hurt." And I got it well over the k.n.o.b, and buried it one inch further.

"Stop!" she cried, "it seems as if it would burst me open, it so stretches me."

"But it does not hurt you, dearest?" I had immediately stopped before asking the question.

"No not exactly, but I feel as if something was in my throat."

"Rest a little, and that will go off." I slipped a finger down on her c.l.i.toris, and as I frigged it she grew more and more excited, giving delicious c.u.n.t pressures on my p.r.i.c.k, it gradually made its way by the gentle pushing I continued to make without other movements. It was more than half in when she spent, this not only lubricated the interior, but the inner muscles relaxing, a gentle shove forward housed it to the hilt, and then I lay quiet until she recovered from the half fainting state her last discharge had produced; soon the increased pressures of the inner folds showed that her pa.s.sions were awakening afresh. She opened her eyes and, looking lovingly, said I had given her great pleasure, but she felt as if something enormous was stretching her inside to the utmost. Had I got it all in?

"Yes, dearest, and now it will be able to give you greater pleasure than before." I began a slow withdrawal and return, frigging her c.l.i.toris at the same time, for I was standing between her legs. She soon grew wild with excitement, nature prompting her, her a.r.s.e rose and fell almost as well as if she was mistress of the art. The novel combination of p.r.i.c.k and finger quickly brought on the ecstatic crisis. I, too, was wild with l.u.s.t, and we spent together, ending in an annihilation of all our senses by the extreme ecstasy of the final overpowering crisis. We lay panting for some time in all the after-joys. Dear Jane begged me to give her some water, as she felt quite faint. I withdrew, still almost in a standing state, got her some water, helped her up, seated her on the sofa and kissed her lovingly as I thanked her for the exquisite joy she had given me. She threw her arms round my neck, and with tears in her eyes told me I had taught her the joys of heaven, and she should always love me, and I must always love her, for now she could not live without me. I kissed and dried her eyes, and told her we should in future enjoy it even more when she got accustomed to it.

"Let me see the dear thing that gave me such pleasure."

I pulled it out, but it was no longer at the stand; and this surprised her. I explained the necessity of its being so, but said she would quickly see it rise and swell to the former size if she continued to handle it so nicely. It rose almost before I could say as much. She fondled it, and even stooped and kissed its ruby head. We should quickly have got to another bout of f.u.c.king if the ringing of the call bell had not brought us to a sense of its imprudence; so after arranging her hair and dress, she hastily descended with some of the breakfast things.

Of course, so good a beginning led to constant renewals and Jane quickly became extremely amorous, and under my instruction a first-rate f.u.c.ker.

As all my dear friends were not in London, I was fortunate in having such a bonne bouche to comfort me. My sisters pa.s.sed every Sunday with me, and both got some good f.u.c.king out of me in every way, without raising any suspicions in the house.

A month after I had taken up my residence at Mrs. Nichols's, Jane's sister arrived. She was a much finer woman than Jane, broad shouldered, wide-spread bosom, which, in after-days, I found had not suffered by her "misfortune," but then she had not suckled it. Her hips were widely projected, and she was grand and magnificent in her a.r.s.e. Naturally of a very hot temperament, when once she had tasted the magnificent weapon I was possessed of, she grew most lasciviously l.u.s.tful, and was one of the best f.u.c.kers I ever met with. Her power of nip almost equalled by beloved aunt's. Jane was fair, Ann was dark, with black locks and black hairy c.u.n.t-a very long c.u.n.t, with a small tight hole in it, and above it a wide-spread projecting mount, splendidly furnished with hair. Her c.l.i.toris was hard and thick, but with little projection. She also became madly fond of a.r.s.e-f.u.c.king, and particularly liked me to spend therein. This was partly to prevent any consequences leading to a second "misfortune."

On her first arrival Jane was much afraid she would discover our connection and we took every precaution, although I, in my heart, wished this might occur, for as she occasionally waited on me, I grew lecherous upon one whose charms, even covered, excited me greatly. I always flattered and praised her magnificence of figure whenever she came alone to me, but as Jane generally was running in and out, I did not attempt further action. One morning I overheard Mrs. Nichols tell Jane to put on her bonnet and go to Oxford Street on some errand; I knew thus that Ann would attend on me, and there would be no chance of interruption from Jane, so I determined to come at once to the point. We had become on friendly, chatty terms, and when she had laid breakfast I asked her to help me on with my coat, which done, I thanked her and with one arm round her waist drew her to me and kissed her. "Hallo!" said she, "that is something new," but did not attempt to withdraw, so giving her another kiss, I told her what a glorious woman she was, and how she excited me-just see. I held one of her hands, and before she was aware, placed it on my huge p.r.i.c.k, that bulged out of my trousers as if it would burst its way through.

She could not help squeezing it, while she cried-"Goodness, gracious! what an enormous thing you have got!"

Her face flushed, her eyes sparkled with the fire of l.u.s.t that stirred her whole soul. She tried to grasp it.

"Stop," said I, "and I will put it in its natural state into your hand."

So pulling it out, she seized it at once, and most lasciviously gazed upon it, pressing it gently. She evidently was growing lewder and lewder, so I at once proposed to f.u.c.k her, and thinking it best to be frank, and put her at her ease, I told her that I knew she had had a "misfortune," but if she would let me f.u.c.k her I should be on honour to withdraw before spending, and thus avoid all chance of putting her belly up.

She had become so randy that she felt, as she afterwards told me, she could not refuse so splendid a p.r.i.c.k of a size she had often dreamt of, and longed for.

"Can I trust you?" said she.

"Safely, my dear."

"Then you may have me-let me embrace that dear object."

Stooping, she kissed it most voluptuously, shivering at the same time in the ecstasy of a spend produced by the mere sight and touch. She gave one or two "oh's," and drawing me to the bed by my p.r.i.c.k, threw herself back, pulling her petticoats up at the same time. Then I beheld her splendid c.u.n.t in all its magnificence of size and hairiness. I sank on my knees and glued my lips to the oozing entrance, for she was one who spent most profusely, her c.u.n.t had the true delicious odour, and her s.p.u.n.k was thick and glutinous for a woman.

I tongued her c.l.i.toris, driving her voluptuously wild. So she cried-

"Oh! do put that glorious p.r.i.c.k into me, but remember your promise."

I brought it up to that wide-spread, large-lipped, and immense c.u.n.t. I fully expected that big as I was I should slip in over head and shoulders with the greatest ease. So you may imagine my surprise to find the tightest and smallest of entrances to the inner v.a.g.i.n.a I almost ever met with, it was really with greater difficulty I effected an entrance than I had with her little sister, whose c.u.n.t presented no such voluptuous grandeur. It was as tight a fit as Ellen's was to me on our first coition. Tight as it was, it gave her nothing but the most exquisite pleasure, she was thoroughly up to her work, and was really one of the most voluptuous and lascivious f.u.c.kers I have ever met with, excellent as my experience has been. I made her, with f.u.c.king and frigging, spend six times before I suddenly withdrew my p.r.i.c.k, and pressing its shaft against her wet lips, and my own belly, spent deliciously outside. Shortly after it rose again, and this time after making her spend as often as before, for she was most voluptuously l.u.s.tful, when I withdrew, she suddenly got from under me, and seizing its shaft with one hand, stooped and took its k.n.o.b between her lips, and quickly made me pour a flood of sperm into her mouth, which she eagerly swallowed and sucked on to my great delight.

We should have had a third bout but for the necessity of her going down to her aunt.

I breakfasted, then rang to take away. Again we had a delicious f.u.c.k, and a third when she came to make the bed and empty the slops. This third time I begged her to kneel on the sofa, and let me see her gloriously grand a.r.s.e, and when I had to retire I would show her a way that would continue both our pleasure. So after f.u.c.king her from behind, and making her spend far oftener than me, I withdrew, and pushing it up between the lips over the c.l.i.toris, with my hand round her waist, I pressed it tightly against her c.u.n.t and c.l.i.toris, and continued to wriggle my a.r.s.e, made her spend again as I poured a flood all up over her belly. She declared it was almost as good as if inside.

After this very shortly I proposed to push its nose into her bottom-hole, and just spend within.

With reluctance at first, it ended in her not only liking the point there, but deliciously enjoying my whole p.r.i.c.k within, and eventually it was always the receptacle of a first discharge induced by f.u.c.king, and a second f.u.c.k completely carried on in that more secret altar of l.u.s.t. She became a first-rate enculeuse.

It soon happened that both sisters knew of the other enjoying me, and it ended in their slipping down from their attic, where both slept in the same bed, to my room, and we had most delicious f.u.c.king and double gamahuching.

Ann was by far the finest and the most lascivious f.u.c.k, but little Jane had a certain charm of youth and also of freshness, which got her a fair share of my favours.

We carried this on for several weeks until use made us careless and noisy.

The aunt, when no lodgers occupied the room, slept overhead, and, probably being sleepless one morning, when it was early daylight, heard our voices, came down and surprised me in the very act of f.u.c.king Ann and gamahuching Jane, who stood above her and presented her c.u.n.t to my lecherous tongue. A loud exclamation from their aunt roused us up at once.

"Get to bed, you dreadful hussies."

They fled without a moment's hesitation.

Mrs. Nichols then began to remonstrate with me on the infamy of my conduct. I approached the door apparently to get my shirt, for I was stark naked, but in fact to shut and lock my door, and then to turn on Mrs. Nichols, who apparently had quite forgotten she had only her short shift on, which not only allowed the full display of very fine, firm, and ample bubbles, but not falling below the middle of her thighs, showed remarkably well made legs and small knees, with the swelling of immense thighs just indicated.

My stiff-standing p.r.i.c.k in full vigour, and if anything, still more stimulated by the unexpected beauties shown by Mrs. Nichols, I turned upon her and seizing her round the waist from behind, pushed her forward, and before she could recover herself I had hauled up her "cutty sark," seen a most magnificent a.r.s.e, and into her c.u.n.t-not without somewhat painful violence, before she could recover from the surprise of the attack.

She screamed out murder, but there was no one who could hear but the girls, and they knew better than to interrupt me. I kept f.u.c.king away in spite of cries, and pa.s.sing an arm round her body, with my finger I got to her c.l.i.toris, which sprang out into considerable proportions. My big p.r.i.c.k and the frigging of her c.l.i.toris produced their natural result. In spite of herself she grew full of l.u.s.t. I felt her c.u.n.t pressures, and knew how her pa.s.sions were rising. Speedily, in place of resisting, she began to cry, "Oh, oh," and breathe hard, and then most gloriously wriggled her splendid a.r.s.e, and as I spent she too was taken in the delicious ecstasy of the final crisis. She lay throbbing on my delighted p.r.i.c.k until it stood as stiff as before. I began a slow movement, she made no resistance, except crying out, "Oh! dear, oh! dear," as if in spite of regrets, she could not help enjoying it; indeed, at last she said-

"Oh! what a man you are, Mr. Roberts; it is very wrong of you to do this, but I cannot resist enjoying it myself. It is years since I did such a thing, but as you have done it, it makes me wish you should do it again. Let us change position."