followed suit in the lower cavity and for a few minutes we were satisfied to rest tranquil and quietly enjoy the excited throbbings of our pricks against each other, the very thin partition between them not being sensibly apparent. Dear Louisa, too, never ceased those exquisite squeezes of both cunt and bottom, for which she was so distinguished.
Of course, this tranquil enjoyment could not continue, but rather acted as a spur to further efforts. We soon began more active operations. Dear Louisa, sandwiched as she was between us, beyond continued and delicious pressures and that indescribable interior peristaltic sort of motion of the inner folds of her most charming cunt, was naturally otherwise almost passive, leaving the active part to the two excited pricks labouring within her.
As I thought of the exciting incestuous prick that was fucking her arse and seconding my every move, I became wild with lust and, as I had not as yet spent, I gave down my tribute to Venus before Fred was ready. But my excitement had produced its natural effect on the salacious temperament of Louisa, who, feeling from the increased stiffness of my prick that I was coming, spent with me with such excessive lust that she bit my shoulder till it bled. Fred, not being ready, continued his operations, which almost instantly, by their action on my somewhat relaxed member, brought me again up to the scratch.
Needless to say, nothing could be more agreeable to Louisa than this continued action. She was always ready, and I believe would have taken six pricks, one after the other, and only liked it the better. Fred, this time, came before me, and enabled Louisa again to satisfy her raging lust in another deluge of sperm.
I continued the active movements as Fred had done before and, further reserving myself until Fred should again be ready to spend, we enabled the enraptured Louisa to have another spend before she again joined us, when all three died away in the utmost agony of satisfied lust. This time we remained for fully a quarter of an hour soaking in the blissful imprisonment of those two delicious entrances into the innermost temple dedicated to our blessed Lady Venus.
We rose and for a time relieved that dear delicious creature, who declared that the real erotic pleasure was only obtainable when two pricks were at work at once within her and that, for her part, she would like to have a third to suck.
'And, here, Fred, let me have a suck at yours, before you lave yourself. I love the bitter flavour my bottom gives it.'
And suck she did, while I laved myself in icy cold water, not for purification, but as a stimulant to the nervous system. When Louisa had sucked Fred clean, I advised him to do so too for similar reasons. Louisa followed our example, which had the effect also of cooling our heated bodies.
After the rapid manoeuvres we had just been practising, we were not immediately ready, but, to ease the furious passion of lust to which we had raised Louisa, we gamahuched her in turns while she sucked the other's prick.
We thus made the amorous creature again spend twice before we began another encounter. I begged that this time I should go into her arsehole.
We had a most delicious orgy, as, again with my fingers, I made his libidinous sister spend twice to our once. After soaking in bliss for some time, we renewed operations after changing places.
I was right in saying that the idea of the incest would act on the imagination. Never did I fuck with more energy. Fred seconded me admirably, while his fingers never ceased frigging his sister's cunt. She again spent twice to our once, and then exhausted sought repose, and sank unconsciously into slumber.
After a good rest we awoke and we both came out with a loud 'plop' as if a cork had been withdrawn from a tightly-corked bottle. Then followed a loud burst of wind from the dear girl's bottom.
So we jumped up and laughingly hurried on our robes, saying it was evidently time to be off, as the morning gun had fired.
She laughed heartily at the idea, but suddenly, lifting up my dressing gown, she gave me a good sharp slap on the bottom for my impudence in alluding to what she called the accident of moving out of bed.
We happily regained our rooms unobserved.
LETTER XI
It may readily be supposed that I was much more inclined to sleep than to be up and active. So I rang my bell and told them to bring me a cup of coffee and a biscuit. Under pretence of a bilious headache, I begged them also not to disturb me for breakfast, but to make my excuses and request that I might be left in quiet, as I had had a very restless night, which was true enough. So after allaying my exhaustion with a delicious cup of cafe au lait, I sank into the deepest and most refreshing sleep. I slept until ten o'clock, when dear Louisa's loving kisses brought me to my waking senses. She told me the hour, and said she had called me as she and Sophie were going out in the pony carriage to make her last maiden visits. Papa, Fred and Tom had gone off to Rouen to sign settlements, amp;c, and so I must get up to keep Mamma company.
'And both you and I know what that means, you sad fellow.'
Here she insinuated her hand under the clothes, where she found but a half-stiffened piece of dough. So throwing the clothes off, she took it in her charming mouth, and with a suck or two soon stiffened it. 'Dear Harry,' she said, 'be still a moment, and just let me help myself. I shall not make you spend, but shall get a delicious one myself, which will make me look all the more blooming in my visits, and set all the men I shall meet raving with envy and desire.'
The dear libidinous girl stepped up on my bed and, lifting her dress well up, guided my now stiffened pego into her own ready and insatiable cunt. And sure enough it was but a very short time before she came heavily down with her superbly large backside on my belly, impaling herself upon my prick up to the very balls, and pouring down upon it a boiling flood of delicious spendings, gripping my prick at the same time with such a terrific squeeze that I thought she would have nipped my pego right off.
It was very delicious all the same, and if she had continued such ecstatic pressures but a very short time longer, I could not have refrained from spending too. But the dear girl jumped up, and said that would not be fair to Mamma, especially as she had already had a most delicious treat of cocks, for this made the twenty-fifth time she had had a prick into her since dinner yesterday, and though she would have no objection to doubling the number, she must remember others as well as herself.
There never was a more insatiable, lascivious and lustful creature than this dear girl, nor one who possessed in greater perfection the art of exciting and pleasing men, and bringing them, no matter how often, to the desired result of gratifying her excessive lubricity.
She left me to dress. I was soon down in the breakfast-room, where I found everything ready for me, and dear Mamma most officiously and kindly helping me to every luxury of the table. Under such kind auspices I soon completed a delicious repast, which dear Mamma recommended me to cap with a petit verre of most excellent vieux cognac. I gladly accepted this, as I could see by the peculiar sparkle of her bright eyes that mischief was in the wind, and that I should need to have all my resources at hand.
As soon as breakfast was over and cleared away, I remarked that it would be a good opportunity of having a more favourable photograph of her than my last.
I saw she immediately adopted the idea, knowing that once in my photographing room we should be free from interruption. Seeing how ready she was, I boldly proposed that she should favour me at the same time with the opportunity of having some freer poses, so that her splendid Junoesque form would enrich my private collection. She smiled an assent, though declaring that I was importunate, and asking how she could in any way give Juno-like poses.
'By having looser robes, so as to give flowing lines of drapery and not confining the natural undulations of your beautiful form with stiff stays,' I answered.
'So, my dear madam, perhaps you will choose some flowing robes and shawls from your wardrobe while I go and prepare my plates. You can join me in the photographing room when you are ready.'
I could see by her pleased expression that I had relieved her from a little embarrassment, and that it was the very thing she wished to do, but without my suggestion might have hesitated in its accomplishment.
So while she went to her room to give orders not to be interrupted by any one, and to prepare herself, I went off to arrange my plates, amp;c. I was hardly ready before she joined me, wrapped in a large, black, velvet mantle,
