CHAPTER 9
As you may imagine, dear reader, it was late before any of us woke next morning. Dreamily I fancied I had once or twice heard a light tapping, and a renewal of it finally brought me to consciousness. I said nothing, but got out of bed, and heard light steps retreating. The open drawer whence Ethel had procured the photos attracted my attention.
I found it nearly full, mostly of nude pictures of Rose, with and without cavaliers. In pretty well every instance the features were blurred over.
There were some others, evidently of friends of hers, and one that was apparently merely a photo of a fancy drawing. It represented the athletic lady seated across one prick, with another in her bottom. Over the shoulders of the gentleman in the chair projected two more stalwart priapuses which Rose was alternately gobbling; in her hands were two more, and in the fleshy folds at the junction of thighs and stomach two more. A rather gluttonous ideal of which, since it was not a picture from real life anyway, she had not been able to attain the actuality. It gave a good indication of the comprehensive desires of the charming woman who had been complaisant enough to make herself and her daughter my mistresses of a night. While still engaged in admiring the treasures of the drawer, many of which revealed hitherto unthought of vistas along the path of love, the door opened gently, and an attractive-looking maid peeped in. On seeing me she hastily withdrew. I returned to the bed and laid myself behind Rose, who after various yawns and stretches also awoke. The pictures had brought my noble bean-tosser to a very excitable state, and the first thing Rose realised was the manly pillar pressing against her warm bottom. She looked round with a smile of recognition, and lifting her thigh, guided it into her cunt, moist and hot with the secretions of a night's repose.
Nothing loth I quickly slipped it into the velvety sheath. I think a woman's cunt is always more smooth and slippery in the morning than at any other time.
The attitude was most enjoyable with the cushion presented by her robust arse to afford pressure on the cods… I hadn't given many strokes, however, before Rose seemed to recollect where we had left off the previous evening. She coolly transferred the piston to her bottom, at the same time placing my hand on her cunt and intimating I was to frig it. This time the little piece of sodomy was brought to completion, and for the first time I had the huge satisfaction of pouring my seed into a feminine arse, and a first-rater at that. Rose crept out of bed, and beckoned me to the bathroom.
'You, naughty boy, you gave me a new experience when you pissed over my back last night. Would you like to do it again? Only we must both get into the bath.' The nightdresses soon came off, and Rose going on her hands and knees, I pissed joyously over her back, into her arsehole and cunt, and finally she squatted on her hams, drew my backside on to her face, and sucked my bottom while I finished my piss between her bubbies. She was dripping from shoulders to feet. I thought perhaps I might venture further, and reminded her caressingly of her mouth. Rose laughed and shook her head.
'It was very rude of me to make you do that. Perhaps it was all very well as the culmination of a highly exciting bout of rogering, and I suppose I did it as a sort of reward to a good boy for fucking me so well, but you mustn't expect that indulgence often, sir. Moreover, to prevent you getting too cocky I'm going to deluge you.
Whereupon the big woman, laughing heartily, heaved up her mighty arse, hitched forward her cunt and a broad shower descended. She seemed to take particular pleasure in pissing on my prick-in reprisal, no doubt, for the obscenities to which it had provoked her. A refreshing bath cleared away all traces of the reciprocal pissing match.
I questioned Rose as to the girl who had been knocking. 'Oh, that's Cerise, my maid. I only keep two servants. With my habits it would not do to have too many. When I give a drum or a dance I get in outsiders to help. Jane, the cook, and Cerise have been with me a long time, and I treat them too well for them to betray me. They have high wages and liberty to have as many lovers as they wish' (laughing). 'You should see Jane sometimes, with two or three burly policemen and perhaps a soldier or two performing on her. She is a bouncing woman, and is nearly as fond of fucking as I am. She thinks nothing of taking on three or four fellows at once. Ethel and I amuse ourselves peeping through the kitchen door-in fact, we have some secret holes for the purposeand we see some lovely sights.
'Cerise, too, I fancy does not often sleep alone. She generally has a new boy every few months, and between high wages and good living and the presents of their lovers they know they have got too good a home not to be faithful. The maid was aware I had got someone with me and probably did not want to be disturbed, or she would have been in long ago.' At that moment Cerise tapped at the door, and to my surprise Rose told her to enter. She came in blushing a little but apparently not much concerned at the sight of a naked man in her mistress's company and took orders for breakfast. Rose introduced her formally and then said, 'This young gentleman has been fucking me all night Cerise, and will probably appreciate an appetising meal. Let us have something nice, my dear. And if there are a few condiments that will have an effect on this very shocking part of him' (tapping my prick) 'why, so much the better. Don't you think he is a very fine young man, Cerise?' (The girl was good enough to approve.) 'And he's better even than he looks. How many times do you think he came last night?' Cerise, looking me over with a critical eye, ventured, 'Five or six, ma'am?' 'Nearly double, I assure you. Didn't you, Harry?' I had lost count myself and modestly said I didn't imagine it could have been so many. Rose insisted and as she was fervidly frigging my prick in the heat of her admiration it was growing lengthier and lengthier. 'And notwithstanding all the work we gave it is seems as rampant as ever.' 'We?' 'Oh yes! Ethel had a bit as well.' 'My word, ma'am, if it has been grinding in your two mills all night and comes out like this it must be a beauty.' Cerise licked her lips and looked longingly at my nudity.
'Why, I believe the girl's getting cockstruck herself,' cried Rose, 'Didn't you manage to get a fuck last night, Cerise?' 'No, indeed! Robert couldn't get away, and I've been a widow for some nights.' 'Oh ho, we'll soon put that right. Here's a chance for you, Master Harry.
You've fucked the mistress, and now you can see how you like the maid. Swing your arse round, Cerise.' The girl at once backed up to her mistress, who without ceremony flung the dress above her waist, and disclosed a fine pair of thighs surmounted by a very capable-looking bottom.
'No drawers, you see,' laughed Rose, tickling the maid between the thighs with the point of my jock. 'Drawers are rather at a discount in this house.' 'Yes, they have to be pulled up and down so often; and they also show tell- tale stains, don't they, ma'am?' Here Cerise could not contain herself any longer and putting her hand back, impatiently seized the radiant staff, guided it into her glowing snatch, and began thrusting with a fierce energy that made us both laugh. Rose slapped the plump bottom briskly, but Cerise appeared to derive greater fervour from the operation, and resting her hands on the edge of the bath, bucked so rapidly that I could scarcely maintain my position. Her cunt was a comfortable fit and had a good 'nip' which soon brought on a most competent ejaculation, which she received with much satisfaction. 'There,' said Rose with a final slap, 'now you've got your pot full of juice you'd better keep it there to prevent your quim getting too dry and not let Jane suck it out, as she's so fond of doing.' 'Oh, ma'am' (with mock modesty, winking her eye at me), 'how you do talk. 'What will Mr. Temple think of us?' I thought I had dropped into a pretty hot corner; what would you think? 'Well,' said her free-and-easy mistress, 'Harry's seen your bottom, and you've had a damned good fuck, so there will be no stiffness between you in future.' 'Oh!' retorted the maid quickly, 'I hope there will be, occasionally, at any rate, for from what I have felt of it, I like Mr. Temple's stiffness. But I don't think it will take me long to remove it.' 'Go on,' said Rose, belting her arse again, 'would you snatch the prick out of your mistress's cunt?' Cerise having received the balmy essence she was pining for, we returned to the bedroom and found Ethel just awake, and looking rather seedy. She was somewhat abashed at our two naked forms and blushed a little. We had breakfast, and Rose having begged for one more grind as a deoch an dorras, I watered her cunt again, and we separated with many caresses till me following evening. I was unable to return that night, and indeed was not sorry for a brief respite from Rose's insatiable furnace
CHAPTER 10
