“Oh, dear Pearl, I beg you!” quavered Catherine.
“You have no need to do any such thing, my dear, for the upshot of our conversation and the quite delightful consequences thereof will surely be the same as will result from your nuptials. But let us be a little freer in the matter. Divest yourselves of your clothes-yes, both of you.”
“Oh MA-MA!” came then the expected shriek from Grace who would have run to the door had I not deftly barred her way. “You cannot shame us so!” echoed Catherine, though to no effect whatever, for Pearl's expression remained as impassive as my own was calm. Again then the whip cracked and again both leapt, though it touched neither.
“You have but two minutes, my pets,” Pearl intoned. “Retain your stockings and your shoes for you will each preserve your elegance as lovely women thus.”
“Ewart, dear! Oh, Ewart!” cried Catherine, while he sat as one transfixed. Tears then welled in our hostess's eyes as she saw no escape for herself but to obey and thus they loosed and cast off their dresses, chemises and drawers and stood trembling and seemingly downcast in their alluring nudity.
Of the two, Grace was naturally the most enticing, yet many an ardent male would-I felt-have veered to Catherine who possessed still such elegant legs and such imposing breasts and bottom that I experienced a twinge of envy for the possessor of any upright cock.
“You will approach me now-both of you,” snapped Pearl who-just as I-could not but help see that the protuberance in Mr. Maudsley's trousers had swelled so alarmingly that he had been forced to place Susan's hand over the prominence as if to hide it. Having in view both her Mama's and her older sister's bottom, and they not seeing, the minx clutched it as might a baby its rattle.
“Oh, Pearl, what will you have us do,” sobbed Catherine.
“Merely be truthful, my sweet-and please draw up your stockings tightly, both of you. Yes-that is better. Now, Catherine, I see no reason to conceal your secret any longer. You intended-and still intend, I trust-to let a delightful lustiness obtain after the formalities of your wedding ceremony were over. So be it. You intended also that both your lovely daughters should be inducted-if I may use a delicate term-but there is no longer need to wait for that now. Both have now been put to the cock and are fresh for more adventures. As for yourself, you suffered unduly from a lack of that very instrument with your former husband and so have lived in such dire frustration that you sought the forthcoming occasion as an outlet.”
“Dear heavens, how can you say this in front of them!” wailed Catherine who made to cover her face but had her wrists slapped away. With a perfectly angelic smile upon her lips, Pearl then stepped full close to her and, before Catherine could resist, had cupped the furry mound of her bared cunt.
“Dear, sweet Catherine, you wanted cock. Is a woman to be blamed for that? Of course not. Confess it and your trials shall be all but over, for this is such a common desire among us all that one need have no shame whatever in uttering it. See how a blush sits so prettily upon your cheeks, and how warm and moist your cunny is in its longing, its state of deprivation. Fear not that your secret-as you think of it-shall be spread to the world. None shall know of our future pleasures here save those you wish to know. This is true also of you, Grace,” Pearl murmured to the young woman who stood as one who knows not whether she is in a dream or not.
Even as she spoke, Catherine's breath had begun to come faster, for with every word Pearl had been so titillating her clitoris that her hips and bottom had begun to move in the most sensuous fashion.
“Mama! wh..wh…what shall I say?” cried Grace who then threw herself into her mother's arms as Pearl removed her sticky fingers.
“Speak but the truth-speak but the truth,” moaned Catherine, thus slyly passing a box of eggs, so to speak, to her daughter to be broken rather than by herself.
“What dears they are, what perfect treasures,” laughed Pearl, though without any malice in her tone and passing her hands as she spoke about their gleaming bottoms. “Come, Ewart, I see you are in a fit condition to embrace them both and make the peace here!”
No sooner of course had the invitation been extended, than the said gentleman sprang up from his amourous embrace with Susan and had his arms about their waists in a trice, this producing a shriek from Grace who huddled closer in to her Mama, their silken bellies and thighs meeting sensuously. “S…s…save me, Mama!” came her broken cry, for Mr. Maudsley's rampant cock-now bared-was pressed in throbbing longing to the side of her thigh.
“Stand still, I tell you, stand still!” came then a bark, though not as might have been expected from Pearl, who flourished still her whip, but from Mr. Maudsley himself. “You will listen to me, Grace-and you, Catherine. We are but anticipating future events, are we not? Let us have an end to hypocrisies, as Pearl has said.”
“My love, oh my love, I have been so wicked!” then cried Catherine who loosed her daughter and threw herself into his embrace, the better no doubt that she could feel his torrid weapon against her pulsating curves.
“My precious, not at all,” he soothed, “for we are come upon the matter now more discreetly than might otherwise have obtained. There is naught between us now that shall spoil our future pleasures. You shall have cock in plenty as shall both Grace and Susan. We entertain ourselves as frequently as we wish and the ceremony shall be precisely as you desired. Each of the males will put his prick to you in turn. Grace!-you, too-do you hear me, girl? Come, slip your hand between us, your dear Mama and I, and feel my cock.”
“B..b..but!” stammered she only to utter a resounding squeal as Pearl placed her slender fingers precisely where required. For a moment that seemed timeless then, Catherine uttered not a sound. Grace's knuckles pressed themselves to her Mama's belly as she grasped in a seemingly dazed fashion the massive staff of her future father, or as some might say her step-Papa. Then with a distinct quivering of her shapely limbs Catherine embraced her intended so that his charger was sensuously trapped betwixt all three.
“Oh, who will you have first, dearest?” she murmured in a choked voice.
“Grace, of course, for she must learn to go under him and you two will then pass the most amourous night together!”
It was Pearl, of course, who spoke and Grace who upon her words would have retracted her enclasping fingers had she not received from me a sharp SMACK on her bottom.
“No! Oh no!” wailed that maiden as if in deepest shock.
“Oh yes, indeed! Would you spoil everything?” responded Pearl who, by putting one foot behind the elegant stockinged legs of Grace, tripped her neatly to the carpet so that she fell crablike on her back-arms and legs waving-and then uttered a loud “PMFFFF!” as Mr. Maudsley promptly descended upon her.
“HOO-HOO-HOOO! MA-MA!” squealed Grace, but already the distended, purplish crest of his long thick pego was at the mouth of her cunny. Struggle as she might- and her desperation seemed not so great as it might have been had Pearl not “stabled” her-the throbbing shaft entered her with supreme majesty, being swallowed up inch by inch within her silken sheath until with a febrile cry Grace was pistoned to the full.
“Legs well open, girl ["commanded Pearl who accompanied her words by flicking with her whip all about Grace's ankles. Her own face suffused meanwhile, Catherine could only gaze down at the couple in what appeared to be awed curiosity which I soon ensured was further heightened by passing my hands lingeringly all about and beneath her bottom and cunt.