would have to make the advances; it was beginning to look very much as though she should if she wished to arrive at her desires.
Consequently, casting aside all subterfuge, she threw herself in her uncle's lap, her hand searching inside his gown for that noble derringer of his, her lips glued to his as she pressed her soft, hot body tightly to him. “Oh, uncle, uncle; I am so glad you are here; I have been wanting you all morning!”
Her hand had found his engine, only to discover that it was in a sadly flaccid state, totally useless to her in its present condition. She fingered, squeezed, and pulled it. “Now, Caroline! Don't do that, my dear; get away from there and let that thing alone!” The girl started to whimper, pressing her body to his, sucking and chewing on his lips as her hand clutched and squeezed his manhood, which soon began to show some signs of life under this treatment, limbs writhing in the torments of lust which she feared her uncle might perhaps not want to gratify at this time, and her condition was such that she was simply consumed by it.
“What the devil's got into you, girl?” queried Roxboro, his hand slipping between her legs and up to that delicious crotch, where it was immediately tightly squeezed by her burning thighs. “What makes you carry on like this; you're burning hot!”
“Oh, uncle, dear, you see, I was looking through the door this morning at you and Marie-”
“So!” cried her uncle, bursting into hearty laughter. “A little jealous, is that it? And of a serving maid, too, by Godfrey!”
“Oh, no, sir, only-well, you know-I got all excited-I couldn't help watching and listening and I got so excited- oh, uncle, do something for me, won't you?”
Her burning fingers still clutched and frigged that almost inanimate tool of her uncle, but alas! Beyond some slight throbbing movements, it seemed doomed to uselessness; surely it could not be used for any good purpose in its present soft and flaccid state. However, she continued her entreaties and the man finally picked her up, carried her to the bed and deposited her thereon, where she lay upon her back, her legs outspread with the secret delights of femininity exposed to the gaze of the man.
“Well, my dear, I'm terribly sorry, but I fear I cannot recuperate sufficiently to do anything much for you, at least for some time to come,” said the lord.
“Oh, uncle, can't you do something to make him hard? Isn't there something you can do? What shall I do- can't I make him hard? Oh, I simply must have some relief or I shall go mad,” and the sex-mad girl writhed with disappointed lust.
“Well, my dear, I had a rather hectic morning with Marie, as you know, and I fear he is pretty well jaded, so I don't know what I can do about it. You must remember that you are quite innocent; now, Marie, with her versatility and her knowledge of the methods of love, could probably arouse him in a jiffy, but I fear you will just have to wait until he recuperates from his labors of this morning.”
“Oh, oh, oh!” moaned Caroline and, sitting up in the bed, threw off all her clothing except her stockings. “How mean you are, uncle!” she cried, tears of vexation starting in her beautiful blue eyes. “You just want to be stubborn and mean to me; you don't love me, that is all}”
“There, there, my dear!” he soothed her. “Don't take it so hard. I will renew my vigor in a short time and then I will take care of you to your heart's desire. But for the present, I fear there is only one thing that would cause me to get sufficiently excited to do you any good at the present time, so let's let the matter drop.”
“Oh, so that's it, is it?” the lascivious girl replied. “I see; you think I won't do whatever you want me to, is that it? Well, I'm serious! You may do whatever you wish, only give me some satisfaction! Anything, I tell you! I heard your conversation with Marie and the things she told you. Do whatever you wish! Beat me! Abuse me! Treat me the same as you did Marie, if that suits you! Anything at all, only don't leave me like this, I beg of you!”
“Well, my little firefly; you seem to be in quite a state! Now, do you wish me to treat you as I did Marie, or are you merely trying to excite my passions?”
“I mean every word,” breathed the girl, her hand clutching his still half-flaccid penis. “Oh, come close to me- hold me tight.” The man slipped off his robe and got into bed beside the girl, who immediately threw herself upon him, rubbing her burning quim against his hairy belly, her arms tightly clasped about his neck, her lips, hot and dry, biting and sucking his own.
This extreme randiness on the part of his erstwhile modest and bashful niece was having its effect upon the lord. Realizing his advantage, he prepared to profit by it. His prick was beginning to assume more lifelike proportions; by little nips and slappings and robbings he increased the heated girl's desire. “I warn you, Caroline, you are bringing this upon yourself! I would not have suggested it to you, but since you seem determined to have me enjoy you, I am going to see just how much truth there is in the theory of sadism! If you want me to desist, now is the time! Either calm yourself and quit trying to excite me, or if you continue and succeed in arousing me, I shall do to you what I did to Marie!”
“Oh, uncle, anything-anything at all; I am dying for you,” cried the lovesick girl.
The man hesitated no longer. Flinging the girl to one side, he arose, turned the girl upon her face, and getting atop of her, placed his hands underneath her belly and hips and pulled her upward to an all-fours position, gripping the soft flesh of her thighs in his strong hands until the girl moaned with pain, although her buttocks were writhing violently from side to side in an excess of passion.
Changing his hold, he now clutched her firmly by the breasts, his eager fingers sinking into the soft, white flesh; he lifted the girl's body into the air. She bit her lips to choke back a scream of pain, but made no remonstrance.
With a sudden motion the lord, moving around in front of the girl, in a kneeling position, quickly pushed his half-hard prick in front of her lips. Looking up, she observed it; immediately she lunged forward, seizing the morsel in her hot, dry lips, and began furiously sucking and chewing upon it, her tiny teeth gently biting its slippery head. Under this treatment the member began to grow-in a moment it had throbbed itself into full, rampant strength.
With quick, hot breaths of lust, die lord now moved around in back of the girl, who still remained in a position of all-fours upon the bed'-resting upon her knees and hands. Her soft, milky-white bottom was presented full to the lord's admiring gaze as he knelt behind her, the head of his tool aimed directly at the small brown spot in the center of the two milky globes of her buttocks.
Edging himself forward slowly, he applied the hot, wet tip of his rampant cock to the small buttonhole of her rectum. Pushing forward slightly, the girl jerked with a wince of pain, but braced herself for the onslaught, in her passionate condition neither realizing nor caring what was about to happen to her.
The head of the man's flaming rod being directed fully against the object of its aim, the man clasped the girl by the hips and gently drew her body toward him; as he did so, he could feel his member slowly entering that tightly constricted orifice, so much smaller than that of Marie that he wondered how the girl could stand the obvious pain of it. In fact, she was biting her lips and clenching her hands to prevent crying out-she was so lustful that, although she felt certain she should be split open, she determined to undergo the torture to the limit; the tight muscles of her small anus seemed about to be ripped apart as they vainly constricted themselves in an effort to withstand this monstrous intruder who was thus violating the privacy of the girl's fundament. As the enormous head passed the portal, she was forced to give vent to a little scream of pain, her arms giving way, her head sunk to her pillows, although her legs still valiantly supported her hinder parts in their original position. “You see, Caroline,” quoth his lordship, “I told you it would hurt you.”
“Oh, forgive me, uncle; I couldn't help but scream a little; it hurts so terribly. I guess I can stand it, though, if you will go easy.”
Resting for a moment, during which his prick throbbed with desire, he could feel the grippings of the girl's anal muscles about the circumference of his staff. He made another forward push, to be rewarded with another stifled scream of the agonized girl, who was now stuffing the bed clothing into her mouth to prevent screaming aloud.
The keen edge of his appetite having been worn off by the morning's rout, and feeling a sort of pity for the tender girl before him, the man decided to carry the thing no farther, so gently withdrawing his now fully distended weapon from the too-small sheath that had enclosed it, he permitted the girl to sink to the bed; no sooner had she done so than she threw herself over upon her back and, reaching up, clutched the man and drew him down upon her. Her bottom wriggled and shook, her breath came in gasps and her flaming skin was crimson. Reaching down, she seized his large and reddened cock and, rising to meet it, slipped it into her lovely golden Quim.
With one plunge the man drove his weapon into the utmost depths of her burning cunt. With a series of
