Bella, surprised and delighted, pumped out every drop- she would have sucked it, had she dared-and then, drawing out her cambric handkerchief, she wiped the thick and pearly mess from her hands.
Then the youth, abashed and stupid, put up the expiring member, and regarded his companion with a mingled air of curiosity and wonder.
"Where do you live?" at last he found words to enquire.
"Not very far from here, " replied Bella; "but you must not try to follow me, or to find out, you know; if you do, " continued the young lady, "it will be the worse for you, for I shall never do that again, and you would be punished. "
"Why don't we fuck like the stallion, " suggested the youth whose ardour, only half appeased, began again to warm up.
"Some day, perhaps, not now, for I am in a hurry. I am late; I must go at once. " "Let me put my hand up your clothes? Say, when you will come again?" "Not now, " said Bella, withdrawing herself gradually, "but we will meet again. " She cherished a lively recollection of the stalwart affair in his breeches. "Tell me, " continued she, "have you ever-ever fucked. " "No, butI should liketo. Don'tyoubelieve me?Well,then-yes, I "How shocking, " exclaimed the young lady. "Father would like to fuck you, " said he, without hesitation, taking no notice of her movement to depart. "Your Father! Dreadful. How do you know that?" "Because Father and I fuck the girls together. His tool is not bigger than mine. " "You say so, But do you really mean that your parent and you do such dreadful things in company?" "Yes, when we get the chance. You should see him fuck. Oh! gum!" and he grinned idiotically. "You don't seem a clever boy, " said Bella. "Father's not so clever as me, " replied the lad, widening his grin, and showing his prick, again half stiff. "I know how to fuck now, though I only had it once. You should see me fuck. " And Bella saw the big stool pointing and throbbing. "Whom did you do it with then? You naughty boy. " "A little girl of fourteen? Father and I both fucked her, and split her up. " "Which of you did it first?" demanded Bella. "I did, and Father caught me. So then he wanted his go, and made me hold her. You should see him fuck, my gum!" A few minutes more Bella was again on her way, and searched her house without further adventures.
CHAPTER IX
When Bella related the result of her interview with Mr. Delmont that evening a low chuckle of delight escaped the lips of her two conspirators. She said nothing, however, of the young rustic she had encountered by the way. With that part of the day's performances she considered it quite unnecessary to trouble either the astute Father Ambrose, or her no less sagacious relative.
The plot was evidently about to thicken. The seed so discreetly sown would certainly fructify, and as Ambrose thought of the delicious treat which would certainly some day be his in the person of the beautiful young Julia Delmont, his spirits rose, and his animal passions fed by anticipation on the tender dainties hereafter to be his, until the result became visible in the huge distension of his member and the excitement which his whole manner betrayed.
Nor was Mr. Verbouc less touched. Sensual to the last degree, he promised himself a luscious repast on the newly opened charms of his neighbour's daughter, and the thought of the treat to come acted equally on his nervous temperament.
There were yet some details to arrange. It was clear that the simple Mr. Delmont would come to feel his way as to the truth of Bella's assertions respecting her Uncle's willingness to sell her maidenhead.
Father Ambrose, whose knowledge of the man had led him to suggest the idea to Bella, knew well with whom he was dealing-indeed, who did not exhibit his inmost nature to his holy man in the sacred right of confession that had the privilege to count him their confessor.
Father Ambrose was discreet, he faithfully observed the silence enjoined by his religion, but he made no scruple to use the facts he thus acquired for his own ends-and what those were the reader by this time knows as well as I did.
Thus the plot was arranged. Upon a certain day to be agreed upon, Bella was to invite her friend Julia to pass the day with her at her Uncle's house, and Mr. Delmont, it was intended, should be instructed to come and fetch her home. After a certain interval of flirtation between him and the innocent Bella, all being explained to him and previously arranged she was to withdraw, and under the pretext that it was absolutely necessary that some such precaution should be taken in order to avoid the possibility of scandal, she was to be presented to him in a convenient chamber recumbent upon a lounge, where her beautiful body and charms were to be at his disposal, while her head remained concealed behind a carefully closed curtain. Thus, Mr. Delmont, eager for the tender encounter, could snatch the jewel he coveted from the lovely victim, while she- ignorant of who her assailant might be-could never thereafter accuse him of the outrage or feel shame in his presence.
Mr. Delmont was to have all this explained to him, and his acquiescence was considered certain, only one reservation was intended: No one was to tell him that his own daughter was to be substituted in Bella's place. He would only know that when too late.
Meanwhile Julia was to be gradually prepared in secret for what was to take place, no mention, of course, being made of the final catastrophe, or the real participator in it. But here Father Ambrose felt himself at home, and by means of well directed enquiries, and at great deal, of unnecessary explanation in the confessional, he soon brought the young girl to the knowledge of things of which she had never previously dreamed; all which Bella. took care to explain and confirm.
All these matters had been finally disposed of in conference, and the consideration of the subject had produced by anticipation so violent an effect upon the two men, that they were now in train to enjoy their present good fortune in the possession of the fair young Bella with an amount of ardour they had never surpassed.
My young lady, on her side, was nothing loth to lend herself to their fantasies, and as she now sat or lay back on the soft lounge with a stiff standing member in either hand, her own emotions rose proportionately, until she longed for the vigorous embraces she knew were about to follow.
Father Ambrose, as usual, was the first. He turned her round, placed her on her belly, and directing her to extend her plump white buttocks as far back as possible, he stood for a moment contemplating the delicious prospect and the small and delicate slit which was just visible below. His weapon, redoubtable as well provided with nature's essence, rose fiercely and menaced either entry into love's delightful shades.
Mr. Verbouc, as before, disposed himself to witness the disproportionate assault, with the evident intention of enjoying his favourite role afterwards.
Father Ambrose regarded, with a lecherous expression, the white and rounded promontories straight in front of him. The clerical tendencies of his education were exciting him to commit an infidelity to the Goddess, but the knowledge of what was expected of him by his friend and patron restrained him for the time.
"Delays are dangerous, " said he, "my balls are very full, the dear child must have their contents, and you, my friend, must delight yourself with the abundant lubrication with which I shall provide you. "
Ambrose, on this occasion at least, spoke nothing but the truth. His huge weapon, surmounted by the dull purple head, the broad proportions of which resembled the glowing ripeness of some fruit, stood stiffly up towards his navel, and his immense testicles, hard and round, appeared surcharged with the venomous liquor they were aching to discharge. A thick, opaque drop-an "avant-courrier" of that gush which was to follow-stood on the blunt apex of his penis, as, bursting with luxury, the satyr approached his prey. Hastily bending down the stiff shaft, Ambrose put the big nut between the lips of Bella's tender slit and all anointed as it was, commenced to push it up her. "Oh, how hard! How large you are!" cried Bella; "you hurt me; it is going in too far. Oh! stop!" As well might have Bella appealed to the wind. A rapid succession of thrusts, a few pauses at intervals, more efforts, and Bella was impaled. "Ah, " exclaimed the ravisher, turning in triumph to his coadjutor, while his eyes sparkled and his lewd mouth watered with the pleasure he was having. "Ah, this is luscious, indeed; how tight she is, and yet she has it all. I am up her to my balls. " Mr. Verbouc took a careful survey. Ambrose was right. Nothing but his two huge balls remained visible of his genitals, and they were pressing close up between Bella's legs. Meanwhile Bella felt the heat of the invader in her belly. She was sensible of the skinning and uncovering of the huge head within her, and instantly her lewdest emotions overtaking her, with a faint cry, she spent profusely. Mr. Verbouc was delighted. "Push! push!" said he, "she likes it now, give it her all-push!" Ambrose needed no such incentive; seizing Bella round the hips, he buried himself in her at each bound. The pleasure rose upon him fast; he drew back, until he withdrew his smoking penis, all except the nut, and then lunging forward, he emitted a low groan, and squirted a perfect deluge of hot fluid into Bella's delicate body. The girl felt the warm and trickling stuff shooting violently up her, and once more gave down her tribute. The great pushes which now came slopping into her vitals from the powerful stores of Father Ambrose, whose singular gift in this particular I have before explained, caused Bella the liveliest sensations, and she experienced the keenest pleasure during his discharge.