shawl and get a glimpse of what it concealed. Her conjecture proved true. She found a well-developed, handsome prick, with a very full round knob, the vermilion of which contrasted deliciously with the chocolate colour of his shaft and body. Yvonne caressed it tenderly with her hand and then swiftly followed her governess into the next room. She felt the blood burn in her cheeks and neck but Mary took no heed of her blushes. She had taken off her hat and mantle and in spite of the fine summer-weather was lighting the gas-fire, that occupied one side of the room. Opposite to it was a big, low couch covered with rugs and cushions. The walls were hanged with stuff and adorned by two or three obscene, but artistic pictures and several photographs. Some statuettes, two arm-chairs and a shelf with very tedious-looking books completed the furniture. The floor was covered with carpets and skins. The window was in the sloping roof, which forbade any indiscretion from that part.
Mary seemed quite at home. 'She fetched a book on the shelf and giving it to Yvonne, conducted her to the second compartment of the first room, from where she could see most of the large room, above all the big couch, without being seen herself. Mary told her that as she expected her lover every moment, she would return to the other room and await him there as usual, but she hoped Yvonne would not be dull in her nook, with the book she had given her.
«The nook» was an amply furnished dressing-room; nothing necessary for a careful toilet was wanting.
Yvonne did not at all feel inclined to read. The curtain was adjacent to the doorway and by opening it ever so little, she had a full view of all, she wanted to see.
Mary stripped off her clothes, till she had nothing on but her shift, stockings and high French boots. Then she took one of the tedious-looking books and lay down on the couch.
She had scarcely placed herself in a comfortable attitude, when Yvonne heard the rattling of a key in the lock, the door opened and a man entered. He approached the clothes-stand to dispose of his hat and cane. Yvonne was bursting with curiosity. It was evident, that the man was in a hurry and still it seemed to her, that he was rather long in entering the room, where Mary awaited him.
Imagine her surprise, when she at length saw her teacher, Mr. Grosvit, rush towards the couch and drop down on his knees, embracing Mary's naked forms with his strong arms. His head fell down on her thighs and made its way to her longing cunt, which he kissed and tongued in the greatest ecstasy.
— Oh, the dear little Puss! The sweetest of all juicy cunts! How I have longed to see it! I have thirsted for its liquid for ever so long. How long? I don't know. An eternity, I suppose. And the darling bubbies, the coral pearls. Oh, I must suck them. M-m! M-m, it's delicious. No, my cunt, the splendid slit is the best of all.
His passionate endearments very soon brought forth the crisis and with a loud scream Mary discharged her creamy spunk.
The doctor rose, stripped swiftly to the skin and threw himself in the arms of his lustful mistress. His stiff standing throbbing prick rushed into her still foaming cunt. They were both too excited to enjoy the delight of a prolonged fuck. After a few in and out movements they spent together in cries of rapture.
— Good gracious, doctor, you didn't withdraw!
— Forgive me, darling, I quite forgot myself in the delight of possessing once more your glorious person.
— Oh, doctor, how could you do it. I'll go and piddle, it will diminish the danger of consequences.
— Stop here, darling, said the doctor, throwing his arms around her; I'll help you.
He drew a night-ware from under the couch; Mary pushed her bottom out over the edge, exposing her buttocks, arse and glowing cunt in all its naked beauty, and sent a jet of clear amber into the pot. When she had finished, the doctor seized her in his arms, made her straddle over his face and then kissed and sucked her dewy cunt.
By this time Yvonne had conceived a good idea. She, too, had stripped to the shin, and seeing the doctor's prick unoccupied, crept into the room, between his wide-open legs; then she took the whole of his half-relaxed member in her mouth and began a most fervent sucking, tickling on his balls and manipulating his firm buttocks. She very soon brought it to full stand. Neither Grosvit nor Mary had seemed to notice her till now.
Mary rose and exposed the shameless girl to the doctor's seemingly astonished eyes.
— Bless my soul, is it you, child? I was just wondering, what it could be, that produced that delicious sensation in my virile member. How did you come here, little one?
Yvonne had got to her feet and pointed smilingly to Mary.
— Yes, it is true; I brought her, you are not vexed, dear?
— Indeed, no. Nothing could be better. You know well enough that I am in love with the little chit. Come into my arms, chicken!
And so saying he opened his arms and legs.
Yvonne threw herself to his breast. Oh! How soft, how smooth and warm. She rubbed lasciviously her naked body to his; she felt his swollen prick against her thighs and belly, and was wild to fell it into her cunt; still she dared not ask for it.
Mary went to the foot of the couch and kneeling down took the doctor's palpitating prick in her hand and gently tickled Yvonne's clitoris with its head till she sank down upon his belly, spending in delight.
Mary then said that as she had been impudent enough to show herself in that costume, she might as well be taught some of the tricks employed to produce the pleasures and avoid the dangerous consequences of love- making.
She told her to lie down on the couch, her legs well spread. Striding across her, Mary threw herself with avidity on the delicious hairless cunt below-and began to kiss and tongue it with passion. The doctor mounted behind her and taking her in his arms engulfed his prick to the hilt in her burning cunt. He thrust in and out for a few minutes and then asked Yvonne to guide it into the small orifice above. It was soon done. Mary gamahuched and sodomized Yvonne, who sucked and tongued Mary's clitoris, while the doctor worked on with his mighty prick, till they all rapidly come to the grand finale with an excess of lubricity, rarely equaled.
They were all somewhat exhausted by this bout and as it was getting late, rose.
CHAPTER V
This was Yvonne's first visit to Grosvit's private rooms, but it was by far not the last. By and by she was initiated into all safe love-practise. She would willingly have given up her virginity to her beloved teacher, but Mary would not allow it. Nor did she permit herself the pleasure of exercising tribadism in a greater extent. She had had too bad experiences herself of what overexertion can involve, and was well aware of the fact, that the young do not know their own powers; not one out of ten is moderate, when first initiated into love's mystery and it is not till it is too late, that they understand the prudence of their elders. As before said, with exception of a flying single gamahuche or frigging a day, she left the child in peace, deferring the fuller satisfaction of their lust till the encounters at the doctor's rooms. This was so refreshing to their powers, that there was no end of fucking, gamahuching and frigging, when they met.
One night, however, Mary could not restrain her feelings. It was just as she had finished her monthly courses and she had for a whole week been excluded from the kingdom of Priapus.
She entered Yvonne's room, stripped to the skin, and the child became so enraptured at the sight of her stark-naked mistress, that she, swift as lightning, tore off her own shift, and with a loud smack, at the contact of their bodies, rushed into her arms.
Mary carried the girl to her bed and lay down beside her. She opened her legs and placed Yvonne the upper part of her body-resting on the bed, her waist on Mary's left thigh and her bottom between her own legs and on her hairy quim. The fingers of her left hand were playing with the girl's full, fat, hairless cunt and tiny button, while her middle finger and by and by her ringfinger too were engulfed in her rosy bottom-hole. She frigged on with both hands, rubbing her own cunt against one of Yvonne's firm, white buttocks, wriggling in all directions between her thighs and on her belly, till the child stiffened herself out and grinded her teeth in the ecstasy of spending. Mary followed suite, but being far from satisfied and feeling a lascivious tickling in her greedy cunt, she made Yvonne turn and glide between her legs till her mouth was just over the hair-clad slit. Being as fond of spunk as of any sweets, the girl eagerly swallowed the flowing liquor, darting her skilful tongue as far as possible into the opening, tickling the button, licking and rolling down the inner lips and the sides of the outer ones. Mary pressed Yvonne's head against her quim, squeezing it between her thighs at the risk of suffocating her; she wriggled to and fro in the
