take various improper postures, and then went off for a bathe.'

CHAPTER 7

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

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