vision the sight of the other waiting and equally virile penis that in short order was to afford her a second spermaceous dosage such as would cause her bottomhole to froth the more.
'Ooh yes! Ooh Yes!' Hugh's Mama was distinctly heard to moan by the three silent witnesses whose own state of arousal became evident in the flushing of Mabel's and Va-nessa's faces and the increased pulsing of Hugh's stiff-standing cock which the latter female was by then more openly caressing through the cloth of his trousers.
'Ooof! Ooofl ooogh!' Freddy was meanwhile heard to pant.
'He is coming, I think', Vanessa whispered with a sense of self-possession that she could hardly credit in herself, and this remark caused Mabel to gape at her with prettily parted lips, though not for long, for the spectacle fascinated and disturbed her as much as it did the other two.
'Hah! Yes, oh yes! Do more, Freddy! I can feel it, darling, shooting up my naughty bottom!' came Margaret's cry, for the first ecstatic shoot of her younger nephew's cock had just lubricated her bottom, and his panting delight knew no bounds. Gritting his teeth as the narrow but receptive channel gripped him gratefully-hanging his head then and working his loins furiously, Freddy expended his sperm for the first time in a female aperture and was never going to forget the experience, no more than George who, upon the slackening exit of his brother's tool, hurriedly brushed him aside and took post himself, slewing his prick immediately up into the depths of Margaret's derriere and causing her to cry out in delight.
'Come away, dears' Vanessa uttered thickly, adding 'But we must be quiet. Have you a summerhouse to which we can repair?'
'Th… there, yes, beyond the shrubbery', Mabel choked. Her titties felt fuller than they had ever done before. Her lips were dry and a faintness seized her which caused the stiff-walking Hugh to cast his arm solicitously around her waist while Vanessa took her arm on the other side. Un speaking then they coursed across the lawn and entered the hexagonal garden room in which Vanessa was pleased to find an old couch.
'Mama! How could Mama…?' began Hugh in bewilderment while Mabel sat upon the couch and covered her face with blushing shyness.
'Oh, you have much to learn, you two', laughed Vanessa disarmingly and so much so that Mabel dropped her hands and gazed up at her in awe.
'But it is naughty!' Mabel uttered in bewilderment, even though Vanessa felt that she was bringing rather more shock into her voice than she really meant.
'Naughty is a word, Mabel, and people live by deeds, not words. Poor Hugh-do you see the condition it has got him into? Must I put it into words?' Vanessa asked and thereupon slung one arm comfortingly about his own slender waist and with her free hand openly fondled his erection in front of Mabel's eyes.
Chapter Eight
Vanessa's smile was so benevolent that both Mabel and Hugh appeared transfixed. Not only was her hand moving placatingly, urgingly, but to a distinct quivering and flushing from Hugh she had begun deftly to unbutton the front of his trousers, this gesture causing Mabel to cover her eyes once more, though-as Vanessa observed-she did not fail to peep through them.
'You must learn, darlings. Do you think your dear Mama was really being terribly wicked, or was she not rather doing what all grown-ups do whenever they can?' Vanessa was asking Hugh softly, the while that she slowly eased up the tail-front and brought the youth's straining penis to light.
'I… I… I…whoooo!' stammered Hugh who, being urged forward at the same time, found the rubicond head of his urgent charger within inches of his cousin's face where she sat.
'Oh! What are you at? We should not!'-this being, of course, Mabel's brief cry as she glimpsed the intruder more clearly through her forked fingers.
What Vanessa had learned, both through instinct and practise in the past few days, many young women take months or even years to learn. Within her vibrant form, however, had long lurked fires of passion which-the Vicar having caused to smoulder the more-had now burst forth in her with radiant desire from behind her previous shields of pride and stubbornness. Possessively, victoriously, she slid her hand down Hugh's pulsing weapon and grasped the root of it while gently smacking Mabel's hands away and then delicately pinching the girl's nose.
Vanessa would have had to admit that this little trick had been relayed to her by Mary who had suffered it-if such is the word-in her fifteenth year when she was first introduced to the cock. That it worked was indubitable, for while the girl's face was held, her mouth was also caused to open in order to take in breath.
'Suck it, Mabel, for then you will be the first to have given your cousin pleasure, my dear, and thereby will gain much yourself. Besides, it has a nice taste', Vanessa averred, though in truth she had yet to taste male sperm herself.
A great puffing sound came from Mabel, but too late, for Vanessa had already pulled Hugh forward a little more (with such ruthlessness as she often practised on her brother now) and inserted the crest of his pego between the girl's soft, open lips. Every effort thereafter on Mabel's part to shake her head was in vain. The meaty young shaft slid over her tongue, the distance of its entry being nicely judged by Vanessa who thereupon commenced frigging Hugh with all the allure that her fingers had so recently learned.
Responding haplessly and with a glorious sense of fire in his loins, Mabel's cousin assisted in the gentle back-and-forth motions of his cock within her warm moist mouth, his eyes half closing as the most delirious of sensations overcame him. Mabel then, too, closed her eyes as if she did not wish to see what was actually happening, though the bulbous soothing of the nose of Hugh's cock over her tongue was beginning more and more to excite her.
Implacably and pleasurably, Vanessa listened to the groans of Hugh, for while part of her still held a desire to submit to the male, she took even greater joy in causing them to weaken themselves by their emissions, which she considered a great failure on the part of the male apparatus, being able herself-like many passionate women-to come many times in abundance and thereafter being ready for more.
His knees were quivering, she saw. That was a good sign.
'Suck, Mabel!' she commanded. 'Draw your cheeks in'.
Mabel gulped and obeyed. She had heard that a thick creamy fluid came out of a man's cock, but she had never seen it-nor even had she seen an erect penis before.
'I am going to release your nose now, Mabel, but do not withdraw your mouth, dear, for your cousin is about to fill it with his sperm', she heard, and with relief felt the firm pinching of her nostrils cease, though hardly two or three seconds passed then before Hugh loosed his violent emission. Still having one finger curled around the base of his tool, Vanessa knowingly felt the increased throbbing and with equal anticipation cast her free hand behind Mabel's head to hold it still while the gruelly substance jetted and splashed over her tongue and in part down her throat, causing her to gurgle.
Hugh's cock then becoming more thickly oiled, he was able to move it faster and did so as more spurts succeeded until at last the drooping head popped out of Mabel's mouth, brushed her chin, and sank a little.
For Vanessa, the young male was finished with for the nonce, but Mabel was not. As Hugh moved weakly aside and collapsed in a sitting posture on the end of the couch, so the young woman cast herself upon Mabel and bore her back with her head upon the single cushion.
'Oooh-wer!' gasped Mabel (rather thickly, it must be said), for the assault was as unexpected as had been the first event and Vanessa's hands were already sweeping up her light summer dress and finding to her delight that the girl wore split drawers. Hence Mabel's plump young quim received an immediate tickling which made her bottom bounce amourously. Vanessa's tongue plunged into her mouth, thus giving her the strange but exciting taste with which Mabel's tongue was coated.
'Do not think-just do. Draw up my dress and feel me, too', Vanessa murmured hotly in between the lips of Mabel who then-receiving such a permission as she never had before and finding herself more eager as each moment passed-groped, felt and found. Her soft fingertips caressed first the tight bands of Vanessa's stockings, then the creamy, silky flesh above, then found the richer curves of the young woman's bottom which, unlike Mabel's, was not sheathed.
Goggle-eyed and almost falling off the end of the couch, Hugh watched the couple in a dreamy fashion; for he
