I fucked Sophie while Fred tickled her up in her tight, rosy little bottom-hole. We were so placed that each party could survey the opposite operators and we thus mutually stimulated each other's actions.
We endeavoured to lengthen the pleasure of our delicious conjunctions as much as possible although in this earlier stage of the proceedings we could not do so to any great extent. However, we managed to make the women and the excited young page spend twice to our once.
I need not say that the final crisis came upon us all in a furious chorus of wild lascivious cries, succeeded by death-like languor and prostration while we lay soaking in the diverse delightful recipients in whom we were so ecstatically ensheathed.
We had previously resolved to lave after every operation, in order to refresh and re-invigorate our nervous system and brace ourselves up to extraordinary efforts worthy of the delightful orgies we were only then inaugurating.
This was followed by mutual handling and caresses, and loud admiration of all the lovely forms presented to our ardent gaze. Soon the men's weapons gave evident signs of being in perfect trim for closer action.
Our next pose was arranged for our general junction of parts, and was as follows: Mamma having chosen my prick to pour its libation into her grotto of love, I lay down on my back while Mamma sat across my belly, taking my hard, erect prick into her moist, fat cunt. Fred took his mother in the rear.
Sophie lay down on her back beyond my head, and wriggled her bottom until it was within reach of her lascivious mother's mouth, who, with her accustomed superior art, sucked her cunt while frigging her bottom-hole with one of her fingers.
We thus were all one party, united in one long, lubricious chain. Prolonging our ecstatic proceedings to the utmost, we had a most glorious general discharge, the women as usual pouring down double discharges from their insatiable cunts. Our cries of joy grew even more wild and insensate than before, and after, our languor was indulged in longer.
Our next turn was dictated by Papa. While sodomising his wife he had had under his eyes, the beautiful form of his beloved daughter writhing in lust at her Mamma's exciting titillations. Now he wished to devote his next offering to the shrine of her delicious young backside. He desired Fred to lie down and let Sophie impale her cunt upon his prick.
No sooner said than it was done. Sophie presented her bottom to her sire, who plunged within. Mamma had her beloved page all to herself, and lay so as to see her cam sposo and their two offspring locked in a close embrace of incestuous lust. As each of these exciting encounters reduced our powers to a certain extent, each became longer in its duration and more deliciously exhausting in its termination.
After our next purification William fucked Mamma while I got into her glorious backside, Sophie fingering his bottom and frigging herself. Again we died away in all the wild agonies of insatiable lust, and again recommenced a new pose. Fred fucked his mother while I had her bottom, with Papa and the page both into Sophie before our eyes, wildly exciting us to almost superhuman efforts.
After this we all fell asleep where we were, to renew next morning, after general ablutions, the pleasures which had so excited us.
LETTER XX
You may well scold me for my prolonged silence, for it is nearly a month since I sent you what you call the most damnably exciting letter you ever read. The truth is that our repeated orgies at last became too much for me. The one I last described inaugurated a series of others, much too repetitious for me to reiterate them over and over again, even if the laziness produced by such excesses had allowed me to sit down and pen a letter long enough to occupy hours in the mere mechanical operation of writing it. Suffice it then to tell you that we exhausted every pose and every salacious idea that the wildest imagination and lust could devise in nearly three weeks of those continuous orgies, which were twice as stimulating from the delicious accompaniments of triple incest and incestuous sodomy.
Never, never was I so rapturously stimulated to superhuman efforts. However Nature, overworked, asserted her will, and taught me that unless I recruited my failing powers by rest and quiet I should sink beneath the effort. So, unwillingly taking my leave of this most amiable and delightful family, I departed, and sought repose and re-invigoration in the quiet retreat of St. Valery, where healthful sea breezes and invigorating baths renewed the energies lost in the wildest debauches that insatiable lust ever prompted.
I see that while congratulating me on my good fortune in falling into such a good thing, you doubt if ever there was another example of such an intimate union between all the members of any family. Far from being unique, the newspapers frequently hint at the exposures before the magistrates of such intimacies in the lower circles; and be sure, that, for one such exposure, there are hundreds upon hundreds that are never heard of. Doubtless, the conditions which lead to all promiscuously sleeping in the same room, and often the daughters occupying the same bed as their parents, lead imperceptibly to common enjoyment.
In the manufacturing districts it often happens that young girls who prove to be in the family way, confess before the magistrates that their brothers or fathers were the begetters of the illegitimate offspring.
A case occurred in the North, and was related to me by the surgeon who delivered the woman, of a mother not more than thirty-two years of age, whose husband having been killed by an accident in the mine, continued to occupy the one-roomed cottage, while the son, then fourteen years old, worked in the mine and lived with his mother. As was natural they slept together to keep each other warm, with the result already stated.
But to fly at higher game. In the thirties of this century, a Mr. Thompson, a gentleman of fortune in Cornwall, served the office of high sheriff of the county. He was deeply in love with, and engaged to be married to, the lovely youngest daughter of a certain admiral, retired from active service, rich and living in the same county, near Bude, I believe. As soon as the bridegroom's year of office was at an end, and all the affairs of the shrievalty settled, the marriage came off with great eclat, if I remember right, in Exeter cathedral.
After the usual sumptuous breakfast, the happy couple started on their marriage trip, amid the good wishes of their friends and the hearty cheers of the mob. They drove some twenty-five miles to one of those convenient inns on public roads which at that period served for the altars on which maidenheads were sacrificed. Since then station hotels now serve the same purpose.
They dined, and the impatient bridegroom urged his bride to an early retreat, and joined her after a sufficient interval had been given her to complete her night toilet and get into bed. The bridegroom had already undressed in his dressing-room, so throwing off his robe de chambre he jumped into bed, and with all the ardour of love and passion was into her in a minute, and without thought, or any preliminaries.
But once the edge of fierce passion was reduced by this intercourse, he became aware of an unusual projection of belly below him, and also he bethought him of the ease with which he had entered what he expected to find in virgin tightness. He moved off her, and on feeling her belly discovered that she was at least six months gone with child.
He taxed her with it, and there was an appearance of innocent surprise as she asked him what he meant.
'I mean that some one else has already been doing to you what I have just done?'
'Oh, yes, Papa has always done that ever since I was twelve years old. But, you know, Papas have a right to do so.'
'The devil they have! And were you the only one he did it to?'
'Oh, no, both my sisters and I slept with Papa in turns when he did not wish to have two or all.'