so unwillingly exhibiting to us.
Presently I said to Alice (whose breasts were still captives in my hands): ‘Now, the plain truth, please-speaking as a girl, what bit of Mrs Blunt do you consider her finest point?’
Alice blushed uncomfortably, pretended to hesitate, then said shamefacedly: ‘Her… her… private parts!’
Connie flushed furiously and pressed her thighs closely together as if to shield her cunt from the eager eyes which she knew were intently looking at it! I laughed amusedly at Alice’s demure phraseology and said: ‘I think so too!-but that’s not what you girls call it when you talk together. Tell me the name you use, your pet name for it!’
Alice was silent. I think she was really unwilling to say the word before Mrs Blunt, but I mischievously proceeded to get it out of her. So I gave her tender breasts a squeeze that made her cry out, ‘Oh!’ and said, ‘Come Alice, out with it!’
Still she remained silent. I let go of one of her breasts and began to pinch her fat bottom, making her wriggle and squeal in grim reality-but she would not speak.
Seeing that Mrs Blunt was watching us closely, I moved my hand away from Alice’s bottom and made as if I was going to pass it through the slit in her drawers.
‘Won’t you tell me?’ I said, moving my hand ominously.
‘Cunny!’ shrieked Alice, flushing vividly.
‘Cunny!’ echoed Mrs Blunt in hot confusion.
‘You obstinate little thing!’ I said to Alice with a laugh that showed her that I was only playing with her. ‘Cunny!’ I repeated significantly. ‘Well, Alice, let Mrs Blunt and me see your “cunny”!’-and as I spoke I slipped the knot of her drawers, and down they tumbled to her ankles before she could check them with her knees, exposing by their disappearance the lovely cunt I knew so well and loved so dearly, framed, so to speak, by her plump rounded thighs and her sweet belly.
I sank on my knees by Alice’s side, then eagerly and delightedly inspected her delicious cleft, the pouting lips of which, half hidden in their mossy covering, betrayed her erotic excitement. She endured with simulated confusion and crimson cheeks my close examination of her private parts, to use her own demure phrase! At last I exclaimed rapturously: ‘Oh! Alice, it is sweet!’ then as if overjoyed, I gripped her by her bottom and thighs and pressing my lips on her cunt, I kissed it passionately!
‘Don’t Jack!’ she cried, her voice half choked by the lascivious sensations that were thrilling through her; and seeing that Alice was perilously near to spending in her intense erotic excitement, I quitted her and went across to Mrs Blunt, by whose side I knelt in order to study her cunt.
‘Oh! Mr Jack! don’t look, please don’t look there!’ she cried in an agony of shame at the idea of her cunt being thus leisurely inspected by male eyes, and she attempted to thwart me by standing on one leg and throwing her other thigh across her groin.
‘Put that leg down, Connie!’ I said sternly.
‘No, no,’ she shrieked, ‘I won’t let you look at it!’
‘Won’t you?’ said I, and drew out from the bases of the pillars between which she was standing two stout straps, which I fastened to her slim ankles in spite of her vigorous kicking. I set the mechanism working. A piercing scream broke from her as she felt her legs being pulled remorselessly apart-and soon, notwithstanding her desperate resistance and frantic struggles, she stood like an inverted Y with her cunt in full view!
‘Won’t you?’ I repeated with a cruelly triumphant smile as I proceeded to blindfold her, she the while pitifully protesting. Then I noiselessly set Alice loose and signalled to Fanny to join us, which she quickly did, stark naked as directed; and the three of us knelt in front of Connie (I between the girls with an arm round each) and with heads close together delightedly examined her private parts, Alice and Fanny’s eyes sparkling with undisguised enjoyment as we noted the delicate and close fitting shell-pink lips of her cunt, its luscious fleshiness, and its wonderful covering of brown-gold silky hairs, she all the time quivering in her shame at being thus forced to exhibit the most secret part of herself to my male eyes.
I motioned to the girls to remain as they were, detached myself from them, leant forward and gently deposited a kiss on Connie’s cunt. Taken absolutely by surprise, Mrs Blunt shrieked: ‘Oh-h-h!’ and began to wriggle divinely, to the delight of the girls, who motioned to me to kiss Connie’s cunt again-which I gladly did. Again she screamed, squirming deliciously in her fright. I gave her cunt a third kiss, which nearly sent her into convulsions, Alice and Fanny’s eyes now sparkling with lust. Not daring to do it again, I rose, slipped behind her noiselessly and took her in my arms, my hands on her belly.
‘No, no, Mr Jack!’ she cried, struggling fiercely, ‘don’t touch me!… Oh-h-h!’ she screamed as my hands caught hold of her breasts and began to feel them. They were smaller than Alice’s but firmer, soft, elastic and strangely provoking, most delicious morsels of girl-flesh; and I toyed and played with them, squeezing them lasciviously to the huge delight of the girls, till I felt it was time to feel her cunt. So, releasing her sweet breasts, I slipped my hands over Mrs Blunt’s stomach and on to her cunt!
‘Oh! my God!’ she shrieked, her head tossing wildly in her shame and agony as she felt my fingers wander over her private parts so conveniently arranged for the purpose. Over her shoulder I could see Alice and Fanny’s faces as they watched every movement of my fingers, their eyes humid, their cheeks flushed, their breasts dancing with sexual excitement! From the fingers’ point of view, Alice’s cunt was the more delicious of the two from its superior plumpness and fleshiness-but there was a certain delicacy about Connie’s cunt that made me revel in the sweet occupation of feeling it.
Presently I gently inserted my forefinger between the close fitting lips. The girls’ eyes glistened with eagerness as they bent forward to see if Fanny’s information was true-and I smiled as the disappointment expressed in their faces when they saw my finger bury itself in Connie’s cunt up to the knuckle! She was not a virgin! But she was terribly tight, much more so than Fanny was when I first felt her-and Mrs Blunt’s screams and agonised cries clearly indicated that for want of use, her cunt had regained its virgin tightness.
Keeping my finger inside her, I gently tickled her clitoris, in order to test her sexual susceptibility. She gave a fearful shriek accompanied by an indescribable wriggle, then another-then bedewed my hand with her sweet love- juice, her head falling on her bosom as she spent, utterly unable to control herself. I kept my finger inside her till her ecstatic crisis was over and her spasmodic thrills had quieted down-then gently withdrew it as I lovingly kissed the back of her soft neck and then left her to herself.
As I did so, Alice and Fanny rose, their eyes betraying their intense enjoyment of the scene. With an unmistakable gesture they indicated each other’s cunts, as if seeking mutual relief-but I shook my head, for Alice had now to be tortured. Quickly I fastened her up again while Fanny noiselessly disappeared into my alcove; then I removed the bandage from Connie’s eyes. As she wearily raised her head, having scarcely recovered from the violence of her spending, I clasped her to me and passionately showered kisses on her flushed cheeks and trembling lips. I saw her eyes seek Alice’s as if to learn her thoughts as to what she had witnessed-then both girls blushed vividly as if in sympathy. I pushed a padded chair behind Connie, released her legs and then lowered her till she could sit down in comfort and left her to recover herself while I went across to Alice, who was now to be the prey of my lustful hands.
But I was now in an almost uncontrollable state of lust! My erotic senses had been so irritated and inflamed by the sight of Mrs Blunt’s delicious person naked, her terrible struggles, her shame and distress during her ordeal, that my lascivious cravings and desires imperiously called for immediate satisfaction. And the circumstance that all this had taken place in the presence of Alice and Fanny, both stark naked, both in a state of intense sexual excitement and unconcealed delight at witnessing the torturing of Mrs Blunt, only added further fuel to the flame of my lust. But to enjoy either Connie or Alice at the moment did not suit my programme-and my thoughts flew to Fanny now sitting naked in my alcove and undoubtedly very excited sexually by Mrs Blunt’s struggles and cries!
So slipping behind Alice, I took her in my arms, seized her breasts, and said not unkindly while watching Mrs Blunt keenly, ‘Now Alice, it’s your turn! You’ve seen all that has happened to Mrs Blunt and how in spite of her desperate resistance she has been forced to do whatever I wanted-even to spend! Now I’m going to undress’ (Mrs Blunt looked up in evident alarm) ‘and while I am away, let me suggest you consult your chaperone as to whether you had not better yield yourself quietly to me!’ And I disappeared into my alcove, where Fanny, still naked, received me with conscious expectancy, having heard every word.
I tore off my clothing, seized her naked person and whispered excitedly as I pointed to my rampant prick: ‘Quick, Fanny!’ She instantly understood. I threw myself into an easy-chair and in a moment she was kneeling between my legs with my prick in her mouth; and she sucked me deliciously till I spent rapturously down her throat!
