Just the very thing I was then desiring more, for like every woman who possesses any experience in these matters, I enjoy the second fuck more than the first. I am therefore always glad when my man allows his prick to remain soaking in my cunt. And as soon as I think he has had sufficient rest, I endeavour, by the warm pressure of my cunt, lascivious heaves of my bottom, wanton touches of my fingers and, above all, by bawdy words, to resuscitate his powers and incite him to renewed enjoyment.
In this instance my efforts were speedily crowned with success; for I felt his prick stiffening in my warm sheath, as he replied, 'Why, your worthy husband resembles the major in that. He loves to handle a prick, especially when fucking. I sometimes think he has more than a woman's passion for a prick; he seems so thoroughly to enjoy holding it in his hand, frigging it and, when he gets really excited, even kissing and sucking it; and once he made me spend in his mouth, while he pressed my balls and squeezed the cheeks of my bottom just as a woman would; but oh! — the talking about it, added to your wanton play, has given me full vigour again — there he is, able for his work — now, Queenie, talk as bawdy as you please!'
'Heave your arse against me,' I said, holding him tightly in my arms, as I kissed out the words; 'Arse; prick; cunt; bollocks; arse; arse; arse.'
Then I felt a second deluge of spunk flooding my cunt and bubbling out at the sides as we sank almost lifeless in each other's arms.
We soon recovered, however, and Alick lay back on the couch to rest. I was wiping and fondling his somewhat exhausted tool when I heard a slight tapping at the door, and Jim's voice saying: 'Let me in, dear Queenie.'
I opened the door, and she entered smiling as usual. Her eyes twinkled in answer to our enquiring looks as we asked what she had done with the major.
'What have I done with the major! Just what have you been doing with one another, unless I am much mistaken. As soon as the major and I gained the shelter of your summerhouse, he induced me to kneel on the seat and present my nether beauties for his investigation, and indeed his investigation was a little rough; for he pinched and slapped my poor bottom until it smarted again; then he kissed it to make it well and rubbed his grisly beard up and down the tender furrow until my cunt became inflamed and I felt as randy as a she-cat. Then he whipped out his tool to give me ease, and after first poking my cunt, he finishes up in my bottom-hole.
'That's what I have done with him, in one sense, and in another, I am not done with him! I can tell you that he has gone to exercise his ingenuity by undertaking a course of philosophical, or rather I should say physiological, enquiry. Is not that grandly put? But it is a fact. He had just satisfied his vile propensity with me and we had scarcely put ourselves to rights, when who should appear but Mr Gipton, looking as smart and impudent as ever. We had been speaking of him before, and the major, having plied me with a variety of questions respecting his manners, habits and antecedents, and said, 'From all you have told me, I perceive he is no ordinary character — in fact, he must be either a girlboy or a boy-girl, if you understand the difference. And more, he must be decidedly clever to have bamboozled your sharp wits. But rest assured, I will find out before long whether Gipton is a Mr or a Miss.'
'Just then Gipton appeared and I said, 'Well, here's your opportunity, I will introduce him to you, and then leave you to work out the problem together.
'They soon became great friends, and began to converse about the yacht and Lord Ferrars; so I set out to look for you.'
Jim turned to investigate the state of Alick's tool, and said, 'Ah, Queenie, just as I expected, you have squeezed every atom of starch out of this poor prick. It can only be compared to a sock taken out of the wash-tub. Reach your hand and let us try together to re-infuse some life into it.'
Meantime, I must report progress as to our other friends. But as Frances and the major favoured us with full details of all that took place between them, it will be more satisfactory to combine their account into one united narrative, and let it constitute a chapter by itself.
CHAPTER 13
The major was exceedingly anxious to unravel the mystery connected with our young friend. He accordingly put forth all the skill derived from his varied knowledge and long experience to gain his confidence, with a view, in the first instance of obtaining access to his private belongings, no matter to which sex they appertained, and secondly, of discovering his secret, whatever it might be.
So he opened the campaign by commending the personal appearance of Francis, and offered to bring him to the regimental mess; he promised also to take him to all the best places of amusement, and introduce him to some of the most fashionable ladies, who would grant him every favour without expense or trouble on his part.
Frances, who only maintained her disguise for the sake of increasing the fun and enjoyment of the final denouement, received his overtures very gracefully, and consented to place herself in his hands and follow all his directions.
She told him that she always considered the enjoyment of women to be the greatest pleasure of life, and that she also found that enjoyment much increased by men being more free and unreserved among themselves.
The major said he was charmed to hear such sentiments uttered by his young friend; that it was precisely his own opinion on the subject; that he never understood the prudery of some men; that women, as a rule, had more sense in these matters than men, for they were rather partial to looking at, fondling, kissing and even sucking each other's private parts. 'and that reminds me,' he added, 'I happen to have in my pocket a few remarkably fine prints, which a friend lent me just as we were starting, and I had no time to put them away. Let us look them over together; they will serve to illustrate the subject we are talking of.'
So saying, he took out the packet and placed it in the hand of Frances who was sitting by his side.
Now the major was very sly, had planned all this beforehand, intending to watch very closely what kind of picture would prove to be most interesting to his young companion. For he said to himself: If he be indeed a man those in which the female charms are best displayed will excite him most; but if he be only a girl in disguise, those in which the manly organ is fully exhibited will be the most attractive. And in either case, they will prepare the way for my seeing and handling those parts which are the special objects of my desire.
So he first directed the attention of his young friend to some female figures, in which the feminine charms of voluptuous bubbies, invitingly open cunts and exuberant bottoms were most suggestively displayed, saying, 'what an exciting exhibition of randy cunts we have here, Gipton! Enough to make a man's prick burst his breeches! Don't you find it so?'
'Yes,' he said, without showing much emotion, 'but on one accustomed to the real thing, pictures have but small effect.'
'Very true,' the major replied, 'but they serve to refresh the memory and excite a pleasant anticipation of joys to come. But see, here you have the male organ in grand development. Does this stir you at all?'
'Yes; it may seem strange to you, but the sight of a fine standing prick has an equal, or even greater, effect on my imagination than that of a randy cunt. I can quite enter into the feeling of that girl who holds the man's prick so lovingly in her hand and frigs it up and down while she gazes on its glowing head, which she loves to see standing up proudly in all its bare and naked beauty.'
'And what do you think of this, Gipton?' pointing to a picture in which one man was fondling the prick and balls of another.
'I think that more exciting still. The artist has well depicted the expression of pleasure in that young fellow's face as he alternately caps and uncovers the rosy head of his friend's prick. But this one here, the last of the series, is perhaps the most exciting of all. He has now taken his friend's prick into his mouth, and while he churns his balls and tickles the sensitive parts behind, sucks out the rich creamy juice which his friend is spurting into his mouth — yes, major — why not? — take out your prick and shoe it to me. I will frig it for you, and play with it as long as you like.'
'Well, Gipton, here it is — I am quite willing to show you mine and you may do with it whatever you please, but I expect you will favour me in like manner afterward.'
