fuck, and you shall try whether your Uncle’s spunk is not as thick and pungent as any ecclesiastic’s. See, how stiff I am.”
“Ah! how you make me long,” said Bella, “I can see your dear thing waiting for its turn; how red it looks. Fuck me, Uncle, dear, I am ready again, and good Father Ambrose has plentifully oiled the way for you.”
The hard and red-headed member touched the parted lips, all slippery as they were already, the knob readily enters—the big shaft quickly follows, and with a few steady thrusts, behold this exemplary relative buried to the balls in his niece’s belly, and lolling luxuriantly in the reeking evidence of her previous unholy enjoyment of Father Ambrose .
“My darling Uncle,” exclaimed the girl, “remember whom you fuck. It is no stranger, it is your brother’s child —your own niece. Fuck me then. Uncle, give me all your spunk—fuck! Ah, fuck, fuck, till your incestuous stuff pours into me. Ah, ah! Oh!” and overpowered with the salacious ideas she conjured up, Bella gave way to the most unbridled sensuality, to the great delight of her Uncle.
The strong man, content in the gratification of his favourite lechery, deals his rapid and powerful strokes.
Swimming as was the condition of his fair opponent’s slit, it was so naturally small and tight and he found himself clipped in the most delicious way by the narrow opening, and his pleasure rapidly advanced.
Verbouc rose and fell upon the delicious body of his young niece; he drove fiercely inwards at every bound, and Bella clung to him with the tenacity of yet unsated lust. His prick grew hard and hot.
The titillation soon became almost insupportable. Bella herself enjoyed the incestuous encounter to the utmost, until with a sob Mr Verbouc fell forward spending upon his niece, while the hot fluid spouted from him and again inundated her womb. Bella also reached the climax and while she felt and welcomed the powerful injection, gave down as equally ardent proof of her enjoyment.
The act being thus completed, Bella was permitted to make the necessary ablutions, and then after a revivifying glass of wine, the three sat down, and concerted a devilish plot for the defilement and enjoyment of the beautiful Julia Delmont.
Bella avowed that Mr Delmont was certainly amorous of her, and evidently only wanted an opportunity to push matters on towards his objective.
Father Ambrose confessed that his member stood straight out at the bare mention of the fair girl’s name. He confessed her, and he now laughingly acknowledged that he could not keep his hands off himself during the ceremony, her breath caused him agonies of sensual longing, it was perfume itself.
Mr Verbouc declared himself equally anxious to revel in such tender sweets of which the description made him wild with lust, but how to carry the plot into execution was the question.
“If I ravished her without preparation, I should burst her parts,” exclaimed Father Ambrose, displaying once more his rubicund machine, smoking yet with the unremoved evidence of his last enjoyment.
“I could not have her first. I need the excitement of a previous copulation,” objected Mr Verbouc.
“I should like to see the girl well ravished,” said Bella. “I should watch the operation with delight and when Father Ambrose has rammed his big dick into her, you, Uncle, could be giving me yours to compensate me for the gift we were making in favour of the pretty Julia.”
“Yes, that would be doubly delicious.”
“What is to be done,” exclaimed Bella. “Holy Mother! how stiff your thing is again, dear Father Ambrose.”
“An idea occurs to me which gives me a violent erection only to think of; put in practice it would be the acme of lust, and consequently of pleasure.”
“Let us hear,” exclaimed both at once.
“Wait a moment,” said the holy man, suffering Bella lightly to skin down the purple head of his tool and tickle the moist orifice with the tip of her tongue.
“Listen to me,” said Ambrose. “Mr Delmont is amorous of Bella there. We are amorous of his daughter, and our child here, who is now sucking my dick, would like the tender Julia to have it thrust up to her vitals, just by way of giving her wicked salacious little self an extra dose of pleasure. So far we are all agreed. Now give me your attention, and for the moment, Bella, let go my tool. This is my plan. I know the little Julia is not insensible to her animal instincts—in fact, the little devil already feels the pricking of the flesh. A little persuasion and little mystification would do the rest. Julia will consent to have relief from those gentle pangs of carnal appetite. Bella must bring her on and encourage the idea. Meanwhile Bella can lead the dear Mr Delmont further on. She may allow him to declare himself, if he will; in fact this is necessary to the success of the plot; I must then be called in; I will suggest that Mr Verbouc is a man above all vulgar prejudices, and that for a certain sum to be agreed upon he will surrender his beautiful virgin niece to his impassioned embraces.”
“I hardly know about that,” commenced Bella.
“I don’t see the object,” interposed Mr Verbouc. “We shall be no nearer the attainment of our aim.”
“Wait a moment,” continued the holy man. “We are all agreed so far—now, Bella shall be sold to Mr Delmont; he shall be allowed to take his full of her beautiful charms in secrecy, she shall not see him, nor he her—at least, not her countenance, which shall remain concealed. He will be introduced to his agreeable chamber, he will behold the body, utterly nude, of a lovely young girl, he will know it is his victim, and he will enjoy her.”
“Me!” interrupted Bella, “why all this mystery?”
Father Ambrose smiled a sickly smile.
“You will see, Bella—be patient. We want to fuck Julia Delmont. Mr Delmont wants to fuck you. We can only accomplish our purpose by preventing any scandal at the same time. Mr Delmont must be silenced, or we may suffer for our violation of his child. Now my design is that the lascivious Mr Delmont shall violate ‘his own daughter’ in lieu of Bella, and that having thus opened the way for us, we shall avail ourselves of the fact to satisfy our lust also. If Mr Delmont falls into the trap, we can either allow him the knowledge of his incest and reward him with the real enjoyment of our sweet Bella, in return for the person of his daughter, or otherwise act as circumstances may dictate.”
“Oh! I am nearly spending,” cried Mr Verbouc; “my weapon is bursting! What a trick! What a delicious sight.”
Both men rose—Bella was enveloped in their embraces two hard and large weapons pressed against her soft figure. They led her to the couch.
Ambrose fell upon his back; Bella mounted upon his body, took his stallion penis in her fair hand, and pushed it into her slit.
Mr Verbouc looked on.
Bella lowered herself down, until the huge weapon was wholly lodged. Then she lay down on the burly Father and commenced an undulating, delicious series of movements.
Mr Verbouc saw her beautiful bottom rising and falling—parting and closing with each successive thrust.
Ambrose was in to the hilt, that was evident, his big balls hung closely underneath, and the fat lips of her budding parts came down to them each time she let herself fall above him.
The sight proved too much for him. The virtuous uncle mounted the couch, directed his long and swollen penis to the posteriors of the fair Bella, and with little difficulty succeeded in housing its extreme length in her bowels.
His niece’s bottom was broad and soft as velvet, and the skin white as alabaster. Verbouc, however, did not care to stop for contemplation. His member was in, and he felt the tight compression of the muscle at the little entrance acting upon it like nothing else in the world. The two dicks rubbed together with only a thin membrane between.
Bella felt the maddening effect of this double ‘jouissance’. Terrific grew the excitement, until at length the very rapture of the struggle brought its own relief and floods of spunk inundated the fair Bella.
After this, Ambrose discharged twice in Bella’s mouth, where uncle also emitted his incestuous fluid, and this final closed the entertainment. The way in which Bella performed this operation was such as to call forth the warmest encouragement from her companions.
Seating herself upon the edge of a chair, she received them standing in front of her, so that their stiff weapons were nearly on a level with her coral lips. Then taking each velvet gland in turn entirely into her mouth, she employed her fair hands to rub, tickle, and excite the shaft and its appendages.
Thus the full nervous power of her playfellow was employed and with his bursting penis at full stretch, he
