her cunt full on his mouth. While one of the other girls lay between his legs and lifting them up, pressing back his hams and thus got free access to his upturned bottom into which she thrust her tongue as far as she could. The other held his prick in her mouth, but without frigging it, which, I observed, she carefully avoided as she sucked the head and gently stirred the balls.
After a few moments he cried, 'Enough, my pets, now ring the bell.'
Zilla jumped up and pulled the bell-rope and immediately the door opened and three lusty black fellows sprang in, perfectly naked, and began chasing the girls about the room. Sometimes they would catch them and flinging them down would feel and kiss their cunts and try to fuck them but they always managed to break away from them before they could finish.
Suddenly the girls disappeared, leaving the three men looking very foolish with their black pricks sticking up like ship's bowsprits before them. Then they too rushed out to hunt after the women; and soon one of them returned dragging one of the girls with him he laid her on a couch, turned her up and was into her in a moment. He had only fucked her a few strokes when another pair rushed in and dragged him off; then the newcomer took his place, thrust his prick into the open cunt and fucked away. The man who was dragged off seemed in no way put out, for he seized the girl that came in last, laid her on her back and charged into her cunt. Then in came the third pair; the second man was now pulled off in turn, only to be replaced by the third. So they went on, each girl being only partially fucked by each of the men one after the other; which Zilla afterwards informed me, is a most agreeable way of fucking.
In the midst of the confusion the lights were suddenly put out and we were left in total darkness.
I held the press door firmly from the inside, but Zilla came whispering, 'Open, missy, and let me slip in.'
I opened the door and she slipped in and clasping me in her arms pressed her naked body against mine. Immediately I felt a hand moving about my bottom and cunt and asked, 'Is that you, Zilla, squeezing my bottom?'
'Yes, dear, open your legs more – still more, now lean against me and poke out your behind, I want to play with it.'
'Oh, Zilla, that's not your hand – what are you pushing into me? Stop, it's hurting me. Oh, my Zilla, what do you mean? You are holding me for somebody to – what are you doing? You horrid man – Oh, Zilla, he is splitting me up.'
'Be quiet, missy, don't make so much noise or you will have the whole of them in on us.'
Meanwhile I felt what I knew was a large prick forced into y cunt from behind; while a pair of strong arms held me firmly round the waist and a hairy chin pressed on my shoulder. Zilla put her hand between my legs, chuckled and whispered, 'Now missy, you have it in and no mistake, right up into your maiden cunny; how does it feel – crammed with a fine prick. Oh, yes, wag your little bum, that's the way to enjoy a fuck.'
Just then the press door was forcibly pulled open and one of the black fellows caught hold of Zilla, crying out: 'Here she is, I have her again.'
Her back was towards the door and in a trice his prick was darted into her cunt and by the impulse of her body against mine I knew that she was being fucked with tremendous vigour. Whoever was behind me now fell to again and each time Zilla was banged against me in front, my bottom got a shove behind as the prick darted into my cunt.
Zilla, panting with excitement, kissed me and said: 'Darling missy, put down your hand and feel Sambo's prick fucking me.'
I lowered my hand to the bottom of her belly and felt the fat hairy lips of her cunt clinging round a sturdy prick. Both the prick and cunt were reeking moisture which made my fingers smell for hours after. Sambo speedily discharged and retired; so did my friend behind, who then passed out quickly in the dark and we were left alone.
'Zilla, take me to my room,' I said, 'I am tired and frightened to death; you are a bad girl and I won't trust you again.'
'Forgive me darling missy, I only meant to give you a treat; you surely have not been hurt, nor really vexed. A good fuck never does any harm.'
I was soon in bed and fast asleep, for I was tired and exhausted. Next morning, however, after being refreshed by my bath, I was more inclined to laugh with Zilla over the matter; but I could not prevail on her to tell me who it was that came behind me in the press, though I had my suspicions.
I had now been twice fucked, but somehow not in the regular way, and I longed for Dick to come and give me a more satisfactory lesson. I was soon gratified, for that afternoon dick came with a radiant face and told me that a lazy, impudent girl and two others were being sent to Snigger at four o'clock, by my father's directions; that he had got the key for the door which opened into the loft over the punishment room; it was half filled with dry flax, he said, but by shifting some a famous view of all that passed below could be had through the loose boarding in the floor. 'So clap on your things and come along; we have got just enough time to get comfortably settled before the play begins.'
We hurried to the left and when we had entered Dick carefully closed the door, locked it and took out the key. We then made a comfortable nest for ourselves amid the flax, over a large aperture in the floor through which Dick said we could have a clear view of Snigger's operations on the bottoms and cunts of the poor girls.
He then raised my dress and I opened his trousers and we lay head and tail together, so that he could see and explore all the secret crannies between my legs while I was able with equal facility to investigate the fascination of his prick and balls.
While thus engaged, I gave him a full account of what had happened the night before, with the exception of the fact that I had been fucked myself. In return he told me how he had seen his father fucking slave girls scores of times; that on one occasion he stole out of his be at night when he heard sounds of great revelry in the house and, on creeping to the parlour door which was slightly open, he saw his father chasing with a birch rod four naked women round the room, hitting at their bottoms as hard as he could; that when he caught one, he made her lean forward on the table with her bum cocked up and her legs widely apart; that the others then ran up, opened the lips of her cunt, pushed in his father's prick and tickled his bottom while he fucked; that as he was intently watching this performance, the door suddenly opened, which startled them and one of the girls, running to it, caught him and drew him into the room.
His father told them to take off his shirt and give him a good whipping for peeping when he should have been in bed. This direction they at once began to carry out, but one of the girls whose cunt he had often tickled seized him by the prick as she was taking off his shirt and proposed that one of them should lie down with Dick on top of her and that she should hold him tight while the others played with his bottom.
To this they all agreed and told her to lay herself down, as it was she who proposed it; she complied and Dick was placed over her, most at first by holding his prick in their hands and rubbing its head about the lips of her cunt. He heaved up and down, hoping to drive it in, but they always pulled it aside as his father and all the rest of them laughed at his frantic efforts to get it in.
'Do let me in,' he implored, 'I cannot hold off any longer.'
'Yes, do,' cried the girl, 'I want it too.'
At last they placed it aright; and with one plunge of his prick, Dick rushed it up the hot recess. Oh, what delicious heat. How she bounded under him at every stroke. Lifting her legs, she crossed them over his back, while they touched up his bottom with the rod.
'You may lather away now,' he said, 'as hard as you like.'
All the feeling in his body seemed concentrated in his prick and that felt as if it were bathed in bliss. He finished with a roar of delight; and they all said he fucked like a man and was worthy of admission to the ranks of love.
'Oh, Queenie, you give me such pleasure. I think a good suck when you play with the balls and so delightfully finger the bottom is equal to any fuck. Did you swallow my seed?'
'Yes, Dick, every drop.'
'That's right. Now I must give you a new pleasure in return. Let me fix this bundle of flax under your bottom to raise it up; now put your hands down each side and hold open its cheeks while I tickle it with my tongue.'
Then lying along the floor, he sucked my bottom-hole, pushing his tongue, so that I felt its tip moving round and round inside and stirring up most delicious sensations throughout the whole regions of love.
