I motioned Selina aside and slid my face so quickly beneath Priscilla's, with my arms tightly clasped under her armpits that her howls sounded full against my ears.
“Shush, dear, shush, it is but for your own good,” I soothed while tasting the appealing saltiness of her tears and feeling the vibrant sobbing of her lips to my cheek. Then-“Herbert, do not move yet-refrain yourself as you must so that this little darling will best feel its throbbing and its length,” said I.
“Oh no, he mustn't, he mustn't, he mustn't!” babbled Priscilla, though I, more knowing than she and sensing well the sensations she was enduring, caught such a slight change of note in her voice as encouraged me mightily, for by a deep instinct well known to well-corked females young or old, she now held her hips more still and was privately savouring, as well I knew, the exquisite sensations that his fully sheathed prick was producing in her.
“Kiss me-come, darling, kiss me and be a good girl,” I whispered beguilingly. For a long and fretful moment while issuing the prettiest of moans she sought to evade my seeking lips, I laughing meanwhile with full understanding while she did so.
“Now, Herbert, now!” I commanded and with that I drew her quavering, sobbing mouth upon my own while his big corker withdrew slowly and then majestically rammed in again.
“DOH-DOH-DOH-DOH!” yammered Priscilla meaningless into my open mouth, our tongues being now touching since she could no longer elude the sensuous moment. Well at her then, Herbert began to shaft her deeply, each forward stroke of his penis bringing an ardent quiver from her. “WHOOO-AAAAARGH!” gurgled Priscilla, flooding my mouth with her breath in a manner that I found as exquisitely exciting as all the rest. Seeing naught, I could yet hear her flushed bottom cheeks smacking into his belly with every stroke, the slimness of her waist and the bulbous conformation of her adorable derriere rendering each second one of utter beauty and sensuousness.
Indeed, I all but lost myself in the moment and would have let him eject his boiling sperm within her. Yet mastering myself and striving to rise up through a perfect dizziness of delight, I managed somehow-while still enfolding Priscilla tightly-to sound out the single cry, “To Kate! To Kate!”
Little was I aware that overcome by the spectacle, Selina and Emily had both taken it upon themselves to lavish every possible caress upon Herbert's other niece and thus-as I sensed his slow withdrawal from Priscilla's bottom and hearing her final, surrendering moans-I slipped from under her only to see Emily's tongue well dipped up into Kate's sticky quim while Selina lavished kisses on her swollen tits and mouth.
“Kiss me-come, darling, kiss me and be a good girl,” I whispered beguilingly. “Ah, you devils, let him get at her,” I laughed, for so far from struggling Kate held her shapely legs wide open and was clearly enjoying the event. At my cry, however-and upon the quick rising of Selina and Emily-she uttered the inevitable shriek upon seeing her uncle's massive cock in full erection above her.
“NO!” screeched she and would have leapt up in turn, but Herbert with commendable speed was on her in a flash. A wild wriggling of Kate's bottom, a threshing of her legs and arms, and in a trice the nose of his enraged penis was well buried in her muff. “AUNT-EEEEEEE!” came then her wild cry, for while it was evidently one thing to enjoy the lewd caresses of Selina and Emily, to have her uncle upon her was quite another. Fiercely and sweetly did she wrestle, her face quite adorably flushed as inch by inch the rampant protrusion that stemmed above his sperm-laden balls parted her already well-moistened lovelips more and more until he had her to the full and her throbbing but diminishing cries told well that her future pleasure-rod had got home at last.
All strangely quietened then in the boudoir, as happens from time to time upon such occasions. The bedsprings squeaked a little as he fucked her-and as well they might since all five of us were upon it. Priscilla being dazed and unfulfilled, I gathered her into my arms.
“What a good girl you have been,” I murmured whereat she began to cry a little, as was expected, and appeared to hide her face against my breasts, though slyly endeavouring to gaze at the same time upon the now hotly-threshing pair who, as I well knew, would not now be long about their business. Hearing the quick in-hissing of breath through Kate's nostrils, I knew her to be coming. Herbert's excited grunts and small animal moans told me also that he was fast approaching the peak of his pleasure.
“You, too, my love-soon enough,” I whispered to Priscilla into whose eyes a glazed look was coming. Dipping my forefinger under her sticky slit, I rubbed her gently. Her lips parted, her tongue drove into my mouth, a fierce quivering shook her and then came the divine spurting of her love juices over my fingers even as with a long-shuddering groan Herbert expelled his fierce, warm jets into the now receptive nest in which it was rodded. Ah, what fervent, trilling sounds of pleasure rose, and then all was quiet, only the deepness of each partner's breathing betraying the endless depths of our pleasure.
Thus did we all linger for a long moment until, stirring myself first, I rose and clapped my hands, saying, “Come, girls, up with you! Priscilla, you, and Kate, too. You will both be good and obedient girls henceforth, you understand?”
A great silliness reigned between them then, as I well understood it would. At one moment they blushed and at another giggled, knowing not where to put their eyes, though both evinced a sly interest in their uncle's heavily dangling prick as I could see from their darting glances.
“Oh, but I cannot face Aunty now!” bemoaned Priscilla first, and being echoed immediately by her sister.
“What nonsense-it is rather she who may not be able to face you,” I replied truthfully enough. “Come, we shall all go down and see what is about.”
In part, such affairs as this are always a pantomime. In part, I say, for all things are also quickly enough smoothed out. Esmeralda, as might have been expected; lay naked to her stockings on the sofa, the silk of her hose being streaked with dried sperm. Her champion-or perhaps-had mine absented himself, having fucked her well twice and thinking it better, perhaps, not to face “the master” again. The opiate I had put into her wine had evidently worn off, or almost so, for she sat up at our entrance and made with a screech to cover herself.
“Oh, Herbert, what have you been at! I have been most cruelly attacked and ill-used,” declared she with supreme hypocrisy, while Priscilla and Kate ran as if to hide in a corner and appeared perfectly witless.
“Ha! Cruelly attacked, indeed. My dear, we know the better of it, so let us have no nonsense in the matter,” responded her husband boldly.” There was a certain wisdom in your actions, however, and our dear nieces have benefited well from your example which I found them eager enough to follow and would have done before this had it not been for your foolish meddling. Observe how neatly they are dressed again after the amourous bucking of their bottoms while you, my pet, make bold to display yourself in nudity to us!”
“Oh, you have not done it to them, have you?” cried she with all the inconsequentiality that some females possess when put to a question.
I felt it timely then to make an interjection myself while Esmeralda was still reaching wildly for her fallen clothes. “Priscilla and Kate-come here!” I barked whereat-and with memories still of the tawse at their bottoms-both scuttled to me like nervous rabbits.
“Has your dear uncle not taken pleasure of you both upstairs and did you not permit him to at last?” I asked pointedly of both. There were hesitations, of course, but a single gesture of my hand which was no doubt again reminiscent of their most recent experiences brought at last a whispered and half-giggling “Yes” from each.
“Oh, my God!” screeched Esmeralda theatrically at that and rose, clutching her gown in front of her.” You have done it with them, Herbert, you have!”
“Be quiet, woman!” he thundered, as much perhaps to my surprise as her own while Selina and Emily stood as amused spectators of all. “They have learned obedience and the pleasures that stem therefrom, Esmeralda, as you never have. I am prepared to give you time to learn, however. Shall we say one minute?”