Lady Lovesport was the first to speak. “So, you young rascal, is this the lesson you have learned at school? Is this the way they have taught you to behave to young ladies? Must I then scourge, scourge, scourge, this naughtiness out of you completely?” And at every word she applied a sharp stroke of the rod to the lovely pure white posteriors which were glancing in the light.
I was terribly ashamed and closed my eyes again, not daring to encounter her looks. But Harry soon gave me something else to think of. The only answer he made to Lady Lovesport's bantering observations was to thrust forward his buttocks in unison with every blow that fell upon them, and then to withdraw them again as far as he could without dislodging the charming weapon which was now every instant buried from one end to the other within my inmost recesses, and which invaded my secret quarters with such animation and fury that it quickly infused the same life and spirit into me. Notwithstanding my confusion and dismay at being thus discovered, I could not help responding to his delicious shoves and thrusts with similar movements on my own part, endeavouring to time the up-heavings of my backside so as to meet and return, at the proper moment, dear Harry's vigorous and incessant attacks. I still heard the blows of the birch sounding upon his naked posteriors; but they were evidently applied more through frolic and fun than with any intention of punishment, and the ill-suppressed laughter of the wanton couple of spectators, who had been so lately employed in the same delightful occupation, convinced me that we had nothing to fear from them. Finding that the excitement and irritation produced by the oft repeated assaults of the potent hero working within me were fast bringing me to that happy state which announced the speedy arrival of the blissful crisis, I clung to and squeezed dear Harry in my arms, straining him to me, and using every effort in my power to add to and increase his as well as my own sensations of voluptuous pleasure. He was noways backward in reciprocating my fond endeavours, and I was soon convinced that he was equally well prepared to join in the delightful consummation of our labours as I was.
When I felt the first joyful emission drawn from me by the manly weapon of my darling lover bursting from my enraptured womb, I was only able to murmur out, “Oh, Harry, Harry, what bliss!” before I was conscious that he too had poured forth into me his glorious tribute of manhood with the most abundant symptoms of delight and enjoyment. Mingled in one rapturous tide, our mutual contributions flowed forth in streams of joy almost beyond the powers of human nature to endure, and utterly beyond the powers of mortal to describe. Fainting and exhausted, I sank back overpowered with bliss, as I felt the charming boy's relaxed arms loose their grasp of me.
Lady Lovesport's kind arms now encircled him, and laying us both on our sides, she and Mr. Everard lavished kisses and caresses upon us until our exhausted strength was somewhat recruited, and we had recovered our senses sufficiently to know what we were about.
I shall not here enter into any details of the manner in which Lady Lovesport and Mr. Everard thus came to appear on the scene, as they will be better given in the explanation which I afterwards received from Harry. Suffice it to say that they were aware we had been the witnesses of their own amorous sports, and, having no doubt that we would follow so good an example, they had resolved on witnessing, in their turn, our enjoyments, with the view of doing everything in their power to promote them. They had remained quiet spectators at first, till, thinking that Harry was foolishly throwing away the advantage he had already gained, it had occurred to Lady Love-sport to try the effect of the powerful stimulus which she so successfully applied to his posteriors just in the nick of time, and which so effectually produced all the good effect that she desired. They very soon relieved us from any feeling of restraint with them by the manner in which they lavished their caresses upon our naked forms-which it appeared as if they never could sufficiently praise and admire. Dear Harry's vigour had been somewhat impaired by the double effect which had been the result of his recent encounter, and when his little jewel slipped out of me it did not hold up its coral head quite so boldly as it had previously done. But under the caresses of Lady Lovesport, who laughed and joked with him about it, and kissed and fondled it, the naughty rogue soon began to erect its red standard again, to renew the pleasing combat. But on observing this, Lady Lovesport said that he must not be in such a hurry and that we would both enjoy it all the more for a little delay. In the meantime she said we must reward them for the seasonable assistance they had rendered us by returning the compliment, and repaying them some of the stripes which had been so usefully bestowed upon Harry's lovely posteriors.
I had already observed from the swelling out and the undulating movements of Mr. Everard's shirt that the luscious scene we had been performing before him had rendered him quite ready for action. But I was so ashamed that I did not know what to do, and was afraid to move. Harry soon relieved me from all difficulty, for jumping up he declared that he would be only too happy to do anything he could to contribute to their amusement, and before I knew what he was about, he had stripped off their single garment from each of our companions and made them take our places on the bed. Then lighting some additional candles, that we might the better enjoy the sport, he took up one rod and placed another in my hand, arranging me on one side of the bed and himself on the other.
Mr. Everard lost no time in proceeding to work. He got upon. Lady Lovesport, and separating her thighs, at once introduced his splendid weapon into her fountain of bliss. No sooner had he applied the point to the opening than Harry poured down a shower of blows upon his magnificent buttocks, which were instantly driven forward with a force that buried at one thrust the powerful instrument to its full extent within the charming cavity. Up and down, heave followed heave in rapid succession for some time, till the wanton Harry, telling me to make use of my rod in my turn, knelt down on the bed, and throwing his arms round them both, turned them over, so that Lady Lovesport's lovely buttocks now in their turn appeared uppermost. I was almost afraid of hurting the tender surface of the beautiful hillocks of snow, and Harry, saying that it did not strike half hard enough, again resumed the rod and plied it with what I then thought unmerciful vigour.
By this time they were both in a state of the utmost enjoyment, but it seemed that their pleasure was so great that they both wished to prolong it as far as possible-their mutual thrusts and heaves, though by no means diminished in energy, were now given at longer intervals. Several times were they thus turned over, and their respective buttocks treated with a taste of the birchen twigs, until the lovely promontories of both glowed with a splendid ruby colour.
At length, no longer able to control their burning passions, Lady Lovesport quickened her movements and Mr. Everard, giving way to all his voluptuous fury, performed a rapid series of quick, short, fierce strokes, each one more vehement and apparently more delightful than the last, which soon brought on the climax of bliss-and pouring out their mutual effusions, they sank, panting and breathless, on the bed.
When they had somewhat recovered themselves they no longer opposed Harry's desire to renew his career of happiness with me, and they even assisted us in making the necessary arrangements for our pleasing conjunction. Observing, however, from the crimson stains on Harry's weapon and on my thighs, that our recent encounter had not been brought to a successful termination without some disastrous effects, Lady Lovesport took a sponge and bathed the parts with cold water, and sent Harry to her room for a supply of bear's grease which she applied, not only to my aperture, but also to Harry's now stiff and inflamed weapon. The effect was that when he again laid me down and got upon me, no sooner did he apply his wicked staff of love to the grotto of pleasure than it slipped in with the greatest ease, occasioning me hardly any pain or discomfort.