A NOCTURNAL MEETING
MY LUSTFUL ADVENTURES
LUCY'S STORY CONTINUED
I was resolved not to undergo these experiences for nothing, and bathed myself unceasingly to get my parts into order again. That evening was warm and mild. Annie and Tottie occupied the tent with me, and when they thought I was asleep I heard them get up quietly and go outside. I guessed their little game but was rather astonished at Annie, who I was almost certain was still a virgin. I peeped out, and saw them joined by George and Randolph in their pyjamas. The latter was only a lad, still in his teens, and a great admirer of George, who I suspected was initiating him into the game of mothers and fathers.
Annie betrayed some reluctance-the last efforts of modesty-and it must have been a great shock to her, while wrapped in Randolph's embraces, to see George coolly strip off Tottie's shift and hoist her stark naked on to his shoulders. The girl was a fluffy-haired, fair little thing, with plump bosoms and rounded limbs, and was clearly like wax in her bearer's masterful hands.
'Come along, Annie,' she whispered impatiently, 'don't make such a noise or they will hear you. Don't be a little fool. You know very well you are dying to get hold of what these bad boys carry in front of them.' 'Lift her up, Randy,' said George, 'and bring her along.' So off they went to the dining tent, and a pretty picture the immodest Tottie made, up in the air with her fat little bottom bulging out over George's shoulders.
Well, I didn't like the idea of George fucking Tottie instead of me one bit, though the child's lapse from virtue was no secret to me, but I couldn't make up my mind for some time what to do, At last I got a pair of scissors, and tiptoed to the dining tent into which they had disappeared, I made a hole and could just faintly see they were all naked now, and that Annie's maidenhead had already been shattered, for she was lying on her back and Randy had just risen to his knees and was pointing with pride to the blood on his prick, and saying he didn't expect to find her quim so tight.
George told him not to wipe himself for he had a tighter place still to get into. He ordered Tottie to lean over the edge of the table and signalled Randolph to insert his prick in her bottom. Then, to my amazement and disgust, he attacked the lad's bottom himself, and though Randy shuffled and growled a good deal, effected a lodgement. Next he beckoned Annie who was softly crying, lifted her on to the boy's back, and applied his mouth to her bloody cunt. The girl's astonishment soon stopped her tears. There followed a series of hearty thrusts and drives, in which you could hear bellies bumping against bottoms until the lust of the two young buggers had been satisfied by a copious injection into the two plump sterns.
Randy's arse was as white and round as a girl's, and I suppose its attraction was too enticing for George to let such an opportunity go by him. Poor Annie did not escape, for George kneeling with his great bottom on Tottie's face drove his prick into her arse too. She was sucking Randy's cock. Pretty odorous it must have been after its journey into virgin cunt and almost virgin bottom. Annie tried to escape it and made a fuss, but what was the use. They knew she dare not call out, and like me she was broken in whether she liked it or not.
After that each girl got a fuck in her cunt three times, and in reward had to suck their cavaliers' pricks and arseholes, and finally one another's quims. I got so excited I found myself fingering my own thing.
I had never done it in my life before. I returned shortly and then the girls sneaked in too.
Annie looked rather care-worn next morning and was disinclined to move about. I have no doubt they either knew or suspected what was the matter with me as well. Next day I was fully recovered, and I had no mind that Tottie should have the sole use of the formidable prick that had deflowered me. I took the first opportunity to whisper to George. 'I am all right now, you villain,' at the same time shooting a languorous glance at him from under my veiled eyelids. He took me by the chin and tilting my face up looked into my eyes. I suppose I could not keep desire from surging into them, for with a self-satisfied and triumphant air he said, 'No soreness in the little twat, eh!' 'Oh, George,' I burst out, 'what language! I see you mean to make me as depraved as a common strumpet. Yes, as you will have it, there is no soreness either in my cunt or my arse or anything that's mine.' 'Let's see,' was his cool rejoinder, and drawing me into a vacant tent, he pulled up my dress, poked his fingers into both my holes and pinched the lips of my quim, here, there and everywhere. I stood it without flinching, smiling at him victoriously. He wanted to fuck me on the spot, but I didn't care to be caught in the daytime.
'No, wait until tonight. I may as well tell you, sir, I witnessed most of your performance last night...' 'The little whore,' he breathed quietly. '...and what you did then I imagine you can do again. Only, why bother about going into the dining-tent? You have fucked all three of us, and you might as well fuck us in our own beds. I suppose the others now know I am no more virtuous than they are.' 'A good idea,' he cried, slapping his thigh. 'I will see the girls in the other tent are fully occupied. There's only Lena who hasn't been rummaged so far, and she won't resist when she sees her chums gobbling up the naked cocks. That will keep them engaged and they won't bother about us and we can make as much noise as we please.' So that evening we were scarcely half undressed when in strolled my noble George and his henchman in their pyjamas which they had not even taken the trouble to fasten properly, so that we could plainly see their horrid cocks and testicles waggling about. There was a flutter, for I hadn't told the girls, wishing to take them by surprise, and moreover I didn't expect the boys so early. Annie and Tottie were very shamefaced till I explained I knew all about their pranks and was not minded to let them have all the fun to themselves.
'But you, Lucy!' gasped Annie. 'I shouldn't have thought you would have openly invited them to invade us like this-so shameful.' 'Well you needn't be afraid. I fancy your share will be small, for you aren't in much condition to take a man, sore as you are.' Annie blushed and murmured something about being bashful in the presence of others.
'Oh,' I replied, laughing, 'the bashfulness ought to be on our part,' for George had collared me and pulled my chemise to my waist, while Randolph had done the same for Tottie, and both were unblushingly sucking our titties and tickling us where it would do most good. In another moment we were plucked clean, with not a feather left to fly with, and rolled naked on to the floor. The two fellows stripped to the buff also, and we stretched our thighs wide to receive them. 'Gently, dear George,' I whispered, 'don't savage me again.' He could be a delicate lover when he liked, and with what joy I felt the long prick gradually penetrate me, first the knob with its delicious titillation of my corrugated quim, then its regular ascension till it struck me somewhere inwardly, and made me jump. I worked my bottom madly, and had a beautiful spend without any thought of what might accrue from the warm flood I felt George darting in as his joy culminated too.
I was breathless and offered no resistance when the rogue picked me up, laid me across his knee so that my bottom was in full view, and bidding Randy do the same to Tottie, brought our bums together and began to compare and point out the differences. Neither was Annie spared. She was stripped, and all three of us invited to kneel down with arses well up, so that our lovers could gaze at our secret charms at their ease. Next we were stood on our heads against the camp-beds; our fuckers knelt in front, and placing our thighs round their necks, opened our little quims, and sucked them deliciously, investigating our nether holes too meanwhile. I felt George's prick stiffening again, and placed it between my pendant bosoms where the friction they imparted to it brought on a lovely horn at once.
There was a nice position for you! I wondered what the courtly old ambassador, at whose table I had been dining the week before, would have thought of Miss Crofton could he have seen her now, or whether Lord C-would have been so attentive at the last ball had he been able to picture me to himself with my bottom in the air and my cunt on the lips of a long-cocked young bugger like George. The other girls were a bit surprised, too, to see the stylish Lucy abandoning herself to such obscenities, but like me they began to understand there were many things opening on the horizon of our young lives we had not dreamed of.
When our cunts had been sucked dry we were let down.
'Come now,' said Tottie, 'suppose we treat these young gentlemen the same way. What is good for us ought to be good for them.' They laughed excitedly and Randy said we were a damned good sort. How funny they looked with their legs in the air, their pricks pointing downwards and showing the reverse side with the wavy seam through which they had been shooting their glowing sperm into our lascivious bellies! I seized George's bean-tosser in my mouth, and worked myself across his face till I had got my bottom fair on to his mouth, and could feel his tongue exquisitely tickling my arsehole. I drew my hand up and down the loosely hanging cods, and felt George shiver. Annie, who was looking on with admiration at our pluck, said, 'Mayn't I have a suck, too, Lucy?' 'Presently, presently.' 'But if you work his prick like that, you will have it all over you.' 'I intend to have every damned drop,' I said emphatically, 'um ... um ...' The gigantic prick quivered and swelled in my mouth. I rammed a finger into his bum, and plugged it furiously. 'Come, come, why don't you come George?' He did come and I got such a mouthful. I retained it, went to Annie as though to kiss her, and emptied it into her rosebud of a mouth. She started back. 'I told you you'd get it and now you've got it. How do you like your baptism of semen?' George shrieked with laughter at Annie's wry face, and in revenge she squatted across him regardless of her sore quim, rubbed it in his face and on his nose, and bit his cock, not too hard but enough to make him jump. Tottie did not go so far with her boy, but contented herself with giving him a thrilling suck and then letting him down.
'At that moment we heard suppressed laughter from the other tent, and several faint cries, 'That's King Cock speaking to Queen Cunt,' said George. 'The last despairing call of Lena's expiring maidenhead, or the first triumphant cry of satisfied desire. You can take it which way you like.' This was succeeded by more laughter, and the sound of resonant smacks, and we girls in response flung ourselves on the naked men and smacked their bottoms as hard as we could. Of course we got the worst of it, for after we had amused ourselves they manoeuvred us into a convenient position, and treated us like refractory children by soundly drumming our enticing rotundities in turn. Our shrieks went up in the still air, and brought a peal of hilarity from the other side.
'Now, sonny,' said George, 'take Lucy on your lap like this,' and I was transferred to the lad's swelling prick, and following Tottie's example sat with my back to him and the long machine between my legs.
Randy's thing was a good length, but not so stout nor so awe-inspiring as George's. They worked their jocks between the lips of our quims, and gave us a lovely frigging. It was most amusing to see the purple heads dodging in and out of our thighs, now buried, now sticking several inches up, as if we had a dwarf prick springing from our mottes. Annie fastened on to and sucked them alternately as they appeared, glutinous from the lubrication of our half-spending cunts, and I can assure you it is not half a bad way. To be frigged by a cock like this, instead of being fucked, gives a very nice sensation, especially when the ridge rubs against your clitoris. We were all worked up again by now, and Ethel said, 'Oh, let's try it, mamma.' 'Very well. As your thighs are not so thick as mine nor your bottom so big, you take Harry between your legs; only lie on him with your back on his belly.' Ethel frigged herself comfortably on my cock, which stood out some inches from her quim. Her mother sucked it for a moment, and after remarking that it tasted very nice as it issued oiled from the cunt, said, 'I think we can do better than Lucy. There's enough left to get a fuck from.' She accordingly straddled across us, and at every thrust received the head in her quim.
'Don't be in too great a hurry, Harry, and I shall get a spend out of it. A few easy strokes and I shall come, too. This double fuck was a great strain on my endurance, and it was only by exercising much restraint I could keep my discharge back till Rose was ready. They both cried out together they were coming, and we all three had a most pleasurable emission. The sight afforded in the glass of the interwoven pile of thighs surmounted by Rose's capacious and handsome bottom was not a small part of my enjoyment.] Well, it was not long before the way they grabbed us round the breasts and began to heave their bottoms, told us that the spongy heads, darting up and down, would soon send a shower of milky juice over our bellies.
'Don't let them waste it,' I admonished Annie; 'and Randy, go slow while George spends.' Annie got the dose from his prick, and remembering the trick I had played on her returned it to Tottie, saying it properly belonged to her, and she was only holding it in trust. Then she came over to Randy, extracted a copious discharge from him, and I could not very well refuse to receive it. The dear girl with her lips pursed up approached her face to mine and signed me to open my mouth, malice, delight and lust sparkling in her eyes. I did so bravely, but the wicked imp, instead of pouring it in and having done with it, held her mouth over mine and slowly dribbled the pungent broth in drop by drop. When I had got it all she inserted her tongue, and stirred it round till the stuff had disappeared down my throat.
'We are quite even, now,' she remarked quietly, and George with a clap on her bottom said, 'Bravo Annie! well played, little woman.' Well, I don't propose to go on in more detail. I was fucked six times by George, and three times by Randolph; Tottie was fucked once by George, and twice by his chum; and even Annie got over her indisposition sufficiently to receive them each once in her glowing cunt. Besides this, at our request, the two boys gave an exhibition of male sodomy, and to our huge delight we enjoyed the spectacle of seeing their cocks disappear in their own anatomies. I noticed that when they felt the insertion it brought their pricks up with a jerk at once, and as one of us took care to have the unoccupied cock in a mouth or between our bubbies it was immediately made ready for a legitimate fuck. It goes without mention that neither Tottie's bottom nor mine escaped, and some of the copulations I have inventoried occurred in our unfortunate dark holes. Tottie had a particularly enticing bottom, soft, round, and plump, and the wretches were always sticking their pricks into it.
Days before the camping trip came to an end all reserve was abandoned, and all shame lost.
The usual end to the day was a naked romp, in which you would, had you been fortunate enough to be there, espied four lusty young men, strong limbed and stout pricked, rolling over six healthy, laughing young women in a state of nature. The large dining-tent was the scene of the revels and as we had a piano there we commonly indulged in a dance, where instead of the conventional style you would see a pair waltzing with the lady holding the gentleman's prick, and her partner reciprocating by passing his hand between her soft thighs. And the fucking that went on. I sometimes wonder whether we didn't carry the scent of the spunk we shed back to town, for I am sure we were a saturated with it.
What's more, three of us, and I was one, got more than we bargained for, and in some months' time had to make lengthened visit to 'the country'. Mine was a chubby boy with George written all over him, but I doubt whether the others could tell who was the father of their brats.
When was sure of my state I made up my mind to have all the fucking I could get. Needless to say I found plenty of amorous youths, but I had to play the hypocrite tremendously to make them think they were the solely favourite ones. This was a year ago and baby is now three months old. I am more careful now if I want a bit of grummet. You, Rose, you lucky girl, can fuck as hard as you like without fear, but you will find that George will give you a good deal of trouble.