Chapter III
Miss Birchem whipped the bottom of Miss Wynne till Harry spent into her and his prick grew too limp to give her any further pleasure. When she released the flagellated girl from the position in which she had held her, Miss Birchem rose from Harry's lap. Unsatisfied with the amount of pleasure he had given her, had they been alone she would have violently frigged his prick; but seeing Julia's look of unsatisfied desire raised by the tingling of her bottom, she promised that Julia should have some pleasure. She then took her on her lap, taking care that their naked flesh should be in contact. Gradually raising her shift in front, she told Harry to kneel before the lovely girl. Then she placed Harry's head on Julia's naked thighs and instructed him how to gamahuche her, and this he did, holding her convulsively by the thighs while his tongue went in and out, the point of it directed at her clitoris. Julia was soon in heavenly rapture; she held his head forward to her burning quim with all her strength, her body quivering with emotion, her eyes half blinded by the perspiration that came over them. While Harry was thus occupied in giving pleasure to Julia, Miss Birchem lowered his trousers and by the pliant use of her busy fingers soon produced an erection and increased the ardour with which he ravenously sucked the young and moist cunt of Julia. Shortly her head fell back, her eyes closed, and her whole form was convulsed while her lovely liquor of love oozed forth into the delighted mouth of her gamahucher. As soon as she had recovered, Miss Birchem took him between her thighs and made him fuck her.
While this proceeding was going on, it so happened that Mr. Spankie was strolling through the meadows thinking of Julia's mamma, whose naked beauties he was accustomed to enjoy in the privacy of her own room. Behind the hedge against the bank on which the governess had seated herself while Julia was sucked by Harry, Mr. Spankie had witnessed Harry's frigging and subsequent fucking of Miss Birchem. The scene had been too much for him, for while Harry was piercing Julia's cunt with his tongue Mr. Spankie had spent incontinently. Therefore he was afraid to make his presence known as he feared his prick would not second his desires. Leaving them, therefore, he went home. But before he reached home the remembrance of what he had seen caused his prick to stiffen, and immediately on his arrival he was compelled to seek his wife, whom he found dressing. She was speedily divested of stays and shift and lay on the bed with her thighs around her husband's neck while he frantically forced his tongue up her bottomhole. Afterwards he took himself from her embrace just as she was commencing to spend from the excitement this luxurious proceeding caused her, and, burying his erect prick within her cunt, he fucked her furiously. She so enjoyed the unexpected attack that she aided his efforts by every means in her power. After he had spent he left her for the arms of Mrs. Wynne, whose embraces he lusted for more than ever since he had seen her daughter's naked beauties and the amorous joy she had experienced.
Mrs. Spankie had therefore to be satisfied with a nephew who was staying in the house and whom she determined to allure by remaining in the same state in which her husband had left her. After frigging herself, she rose with the intention of dressing and seeking Augustus. After bringing him to her bedroom under the pretense of romping with him, she would maneuver him till she could hold him between her legs. Then she would tickle his prick and afterwards take it out and, wriggling till her clothes were above her belly, force his prick within her and obtain by force the fucking she was dying for. But at that moment she heard him pass her door. Hastily opening it, nearly naked as she was, her white breasts completely bare, her back and shoulders only covered by her long hair, her legs naked more than halfway up, she called him in. In a few minutes she was on her bed, her chemise removed and her legs around him, his prick within her and both their bodies vibrating with the throbs of heavenly agony.
In the meantime her husband was at Mrs. Wynne's house, but that lady, not expecting him, had gone out to keep an assignation with another lover in whose company she was spending her time between the sheets of a downy bed. Julia, however, had reached her house some time before. When he arrived he found her in the drawing room, scarcely recovered from the confusion of her senses caused by the novel and delicious occupation in which she had been engaged. As they were old friends she was soon sitting on his knee. Feeling something hard pressing against her, the young puss, more knowing since the lesson the governess had taught her, laid her hand upon it, artlessly enquiring, “Oh, what is that? Surely a mouse inside your pocket.”
“Put your hand in and feel the mouse,” said he. She allowed him to insert her hand inside his trousers. When her naked fingers touched his burning prick she gave it a squeeze and then drew her hand out saying, “It is not a mouse, it has no hair on it.”
“You only felt its nose, darling, look here,” and he drew it completely out. She got off his lap, her eyes sparkling as if with curiosity to see the little thing. He stood up, unfastened all the buttons, and exhibited not only his stiff prick but the balls covered with hair. “Gracious, what can this be for?” said the little maid artlessly. “I shall show you, darling,” said he, and sitting down again with his legs wide open, he drew her between them. With little difficulty he then succeeded in raising her clothes and placing his finger in her cunt and commenced to frig her deliciously. She kissed him passionately and, seizing his prick, pushed the skin up and down until he was on the verge of spending; then he seized her hand and dragged it away, at the same moment applying his prick to her quim, which was moist with excitement. She let her head fall on his shoulder, hiding her burning face. “Oh, you darling, I must fuck you,” he muttered, then repeated the expression with increased emphasis, getting his prick a little farther within her at each upward heave. It gave her such delicious sensations that she assisted him by firmly bearing down her cunt upon his prick, though now and then she could not help ejaculating, “Oh, it hurts me,” as he endeavoured to make his way upwards within her. This happened every time he tried to get it in beyond the nut. He was mad to take her maidenhead but feared he could not do it in this position. There was no one in the house but the servant and she was quite safe, as he well knew. So he said, “Let me take you upstairs, darling, and place you on a bed; it will then go quite into you and will not hurt.”
“Take me then,” said she, “for I want so much for you to do it to me.”
He took her up to her mother's bedroom and, placing her on the edge of the bed, he again raised her clothes and could not resist for a moment sucking that lovely panting and pulpy cunt. Then as she lay there, her whole body palpitating with desire, her lovely eyes fixed on the stiff prick about to perforate her, he placed a pillow under her bottom and raised her cunt on a level with his prick. Then, spreading her thighs wide asunder and getting in between them, he drew so close to her that his prick touched her cunt. Separating the lips with his thumb and finger he guided it in and then, lying on her, began the fucking that was doomed to destroy her virginity.