her lay heavily upon her, the cheeks of her posteriors grasped in his hands and weaving about her in a perfect frenzy of lust, his lips glued to hers, he poured into her pregnant quim a second load of his sexual oil.
The sight of this timid girl, in three days to be a bride, being pounded by my servant's massive tool, the sensual gestures, writhings and winding of the panting pair, the stiffening of both bodies as his sperm shot and volleyed within her, affected me so much that I sprang to my feet, my whanger again in a state of stone-like hardness.
Joseph rose from off her, and in obedience to my instructions drew out a long, narrow piano bench that was in the room, laid Grace on her stomach upon it and, going to her head, drew her hands out in front of her and held them tightly within his own.
Grace knew not what this was all about, but in a moment was to find out to her full satisfaction as I mounted her from behind, divided the soft, billowy, trembling cheeks of her well-formed posterior and introduced my prick into the dark hollow, directly against her touch-hole.
Now she knew what it was, and feeling the pressing of the hard head of my bolus in that unaccustomed spot, she thrashed and wiggled about in an attempt to escape, but now it was all too late, and I, mad with lust-thinking nothing of what I wrought-drove away fiercely at the helpless girl and in a few fierce furious drives succeeded in impaling myself within her and almost immediately vented my juices with full force.
I lay for a minute upon her, and seeing Joseph's eyes glittering with desire, I withdrew my prong, and taking his place at her head, I allowed him to ride this now almost unconscious charger, stilling her frantic wiggles and cries as Joseph bore far up in her and subjected her person to a series of shoves that almost displaced her from the bench.
Finally he finished, and she lay lax and dispirited, her arms and legs hanging downward from the bench, the combined charges of our juices trickling down from her ravished spot into the lips of her already sodden quim, and pity taking the place of lust, with Joseph's assistance I earned her to the bed and laid her there to recover her senses.
It was an hour or more before she was able to arise and dress herself, and as she was somewhat timid and nervous, I led her to the front door, and telling Joseph to look out to see no one was around that might observe her, I stood beside her in the hallway.
'I shall see you after I marry?' she asked me, her large lustrous eyes turned up to mine, as she placed her hands on my arm and prepared to depart.
'Indeed,' I said, 'I shall see you quite often, my dear.' And bending, I kissed her, the complaisant warmness of her lips leading me again to encompass and squeeze her budding breasts.
'Oh,' she said, weakly attempting to evade me, 'I must go now! You will be started again! I-'
Joseph returned at this instant, and seeing my preoccupation made preparations to efface himself, but I hailed him: 'You may get the car, Joseph,' I said, 'and as for you, Grace, I intend before you leave here, to possess you once more!' And tumbling her back on the carpeted stairs I drew out my peg and was in an instant between her legs, my dart burned to the roots of her delicate grove!
So sudden was this last assault on her person, and so precipitate was my charge, that she spent in profusion over me and I rained into her cleft another charge of my boiling dew.
Before she finally left, I asked Grace to come back just once more the next evening, because Joseph was going out of town on some errand.
Grace arrived early and after pouring a couple of drinks, we were soon undressed and in bed. Fondling each other for several minutes, our passion began to mount, but I was not anxious to bring things to a too rapid conclusion. For several minutes I gave her a sort of Swedish massage until her entire nervous system must have been tingling with lust. Then, feeling that I had increased her amativeness, I began kissing her; starting at the nape of her neck, I kissed her repeatedly, moving my face down her back. Removing myself from my position astride her hips, I reclined on the couch beside her; my face travelled down her backbone to her glowing rounded buttocks; she was now a quivering mass, her body twisting and straining from side to side.
I gave her no quarter whatever; down the backs of her legs my hot lips travelled, rapid kisses raining on her now heated flesh. Finally I came to the feet, which I would have kissed also, but found that she was too ticklish in that part of her anatomy, so I was forced to desist. However, knowing the celebrated Eastern recipe for arousing passion-that which is said to be capable of melting the most frigid woman who ever lived, which is said to be invincible and which no living woman can resist, no matter how indifferent or cold she may be- taking her great toe between my lips, I began to titillate it with the tip of my tongue. Immediately the girl went into a paroxysm. She flung herself about on the couch, her hands clutched the bedclothing and she moaned with excitement and pleasure.
A moment of violent sucking of her toe was sufficient; I knew that a little more of it would cause her to spend and I was not ready for that yet; grasping her by the ankles I gave her a twitch indicating that I wished her to turn over, which she did with a violent twist and lay supine on the couch; her lovely face was flushed and her beautiful body lay before me, the legs wide flung, and her chest heaving with labouring breath. Had she needed further encouragement, I would have done other things to her, but it was clear she was about to spend so I decided to come to a conclusion.
Lowering my lips to her ankles, I began kissing her again, this time travelling upwards towards her body. I don't think she quite anticipated what I was going to do, so innocent was she, but she lay there quite sprawled out upon the couch, her body quivering and moving from side to side.
Rapidly kissing her knees, her thighs, I came to her belly; instantly her legs clutched together wildly; my hands seized her thighs and slowly spread them apart and with a sudden movement I buried my face in her red crotch, kissing her hotly upon the lips of her cunt! She uttered a moan which was almost a scream; her hands clutched my hair and she dragged my head up tightly to her body as my tongue inserted itself into the hot crevice of her quim-her body began to shake and shiver, then suddenly with a few wild heaves she approached her climax; I assisted her by tonguing her rapidly and fiercely and with a few moans and a final violent twisting of her body she reached her orgasm, then sunk back in utter collapse after the violent tension she had recently experienced. I raised my face and crept up beside her on the couch; taking her in my arms I held her tightly until she once more found her senses.
For several minutes she lay as though in a stupor; her breath came heavily, with low moans. Then her beautiful eyes slowly opened and she looked up at me with a smile.
'Well, how do you feel now?' I enquired.
'Oh, my goodness!' Grace replied. 'I thought I was in heaven. You nearly made a wreck out of me.' And her white arms squeezed me ecstatically.
'Well, did you like it? You won't think less of me for what I did to you, will you?'
'Oh, my no! Oh, that was delightful and I love you for it. And now what can I do to give you a thrill?' she said, looking up at me archly. Her hand had stolen down and found my stiffened pecker and was squeezing and manipulating it slowly.
I did not leave her long in the dark I think she knew pretty well what I wanted; the fact that I had kissed her on that spot would of course have indicated that I might appreciate a return of the compliment. She was so aroused that she cast all reserve to the wind and rising to her knees, she placed herself beside me on the couch and began to handle my now throbbing member.
She gazed at it with considerable interest, her fingers twisting and turning it about; she pulled back the skin over its ruby head, then slipped it up again; she tested its hardness by squeezing; holding it in her fingers she examined the skin closely, noting the veins and hair, then her hands played about with my bollocks for a few moments.
Suddenly she stooped her head and began to kiss the velvet skin, then her lips opened and she received into her mourn the head of my cock, which throbbed mightily at the soft moist touch of her red lips.
She played with him thus for some moments; slipping him in and out of her mouth, her tongue gliding up and down the rigid shaft and curling itself around his red and swollen head. I lay still trying to control myself; I was not yet ready to spend in this fashion; that would come later, I hoped.
'What do you say if we try some different positions?' I asked.
'Oh, sure!' Grace replied, with considerable interest.
'Well,' I remarked, 'if you want to give me a thrill, I will tell you what to do.'
She was only too willing, so I showed her how to assume that gem of all positions; as I lay flat on my back
