She was clever enough to see that this was just the way the young man wanted to be made randy, and didn't attempt to kiss him.
They chose rather simple dresses, those in which as les deux demi-vierges they had electrified even Paris.
Firstly they had to do their hair, which now was all flowing loose. In two twin plaits it went, with a little bow at the end. In front a deep wave swept their foreheads. The corsage was not very decoletee in front, but at the back the V cut down to the waist. They wore no corsets.
The skirts were short, well above the knee, distended by a mass of underskirts. They had very short drawers, and very long black stockings with a golden stripe down the side: the whole note of the costumes was black and gold. Their shoes were golden, with very high black heels.
'Well?' said Tilly, when the attire was complete.
'Like to kiss us?' said Cissie.
'Wait till I put all the pretty things on, and then you'll see what I want to do,' answered the young earl excitedly.
He just loved them like this, and all the old joie de theatre came back to him. When Cissie did a high kick and Tilly slipped gracefully into the 'splits' he was in a seventh heaven.
'We oughtn't to have 'em on with these clothes,' said Cissie, 'we're supposed to be dear little darlings who've never had our windows broken. We ought to keep 'em for our second costumes, but we'll do that when we give our real show at the theatre.'
The jewels pretty well smothered the girls, and they danced for delight before the long cheval glass.
'Now then, you darling,' said Tilly, 'we've both got to thank you, but you can't have us both at once; which'll you have first?'
It was an embarras de richesses, and Mike looked uncomfortable.
Eventually the toss-up made it Cissie.
'Do you want me to undress?' she asked.
'No, no, I'm sick of naked women.'
'Well, you must undress,' said Tilly. 'I'll take charge of this fuck, Cis, you just go and lie on that couch.'
Cissie obeyed, and lay back, her legs wide apart, a ravishing vision.
Tilly undressed Mike to the buff. She did it slowly, for she was very randy, and took a long time in undoing his fly.
He was a finely made young fellow and his cock stood proudly up. Tilly took it in her mouth for a moment, then kissed him, smacked his bottom and told him to do his duty.
He dived lasciviously into Cissie's mass of dessous, his white naked body making a wicked contrast to the black and gold of the girl's clothes.
It was a couch that could be raised at either end, and Tilly, knowing the joy for a man of fucking a really acrobatic girl when her head is on a lower level than her body, raised the front of the couch.
Cissie curved up her legs right round his shoulders, and a very loving fuck began. She kissed and bit him and squeezed him and they finished in a frenzy, Cissie giving a piercing scream as she felt the juice spurt into her. Tilly had been watching motionless, but her eyes were aflame.
Mike made as if to get up. 'No you don't,' shouted Tilly, 'You've got to have her twice without uncunting, and me afterwards. We'll give you no mercy, you devil. Roll over, Cis, but mind you do it without letting his cock out.'
Cis rolled dexterously over, Mike's cock remaining right up, and flopped ecstatically upon him. Tilly threw her sister right up, and smacked her pretty bottom. Then she bent down and began to kiss his balls.
'Mind you make this a slow one, both of you,' she said, 'there's lots I'm going to do to you.' She ran her tongue lasciviously over his balls, making them throb with lust. She squeezed her tongue into her sister's cunt beside the throbbing prick, and licked the semen greedily. Then she got up and raised Cissie into a sitting position on the man. She herself knelt over his head and pressed her cunt all dripping already on to his lips. The thrill that she had when she felt his tongue run over her clitoris and then go right up her cunt nearly made her faint.
'Suck my tits, Cissie,' she said gaspingly to her sister, and pulled open the front of her dress. Cissie sucked them in turns and Tilly with shut eyes gave herself up to a hellish abandonment of lust. At the moment that she felt by the violent movements of the man's tongue in her cunt, by the clutch of her sister's teeth on her nipple, and by the convulsive heave of her sister's body that the two had mutually spent, she let her whole weight drop on Mike's face and flung Cissie brutally aside.
The spunk was still bubbling from Mike's cock and she flung her face down to suck it greedily, spending herself all over his face as she did so.
Then she sprang up, seized Cissie-she was very strong-held her upside down and sucked her cunt dry. That done she collapsed and lay flat on her stomach on the floor, laughing hysterically.
There was no question of an immediate resumption of the 'thanksgiving' service. All three were beat to the world; perhaps Tilly, who had only been an adjunct to the real business, the most Mike washed the warm cunt-juice from his face and hair and sat down inertly.
'Well, you are a pair of devils,' he gasped, 'you've done me a treat.'
'Wait till you're finished with me, my boy,' said Tilly. 'I'm reckoned the rowdy one of the team: meanwhile, I could drink!'
The same pretty servant who had obliged Lady Tittle brought the customary island refreshments, and they drank deep. Champagne is always a joy, but when champagne comes to the being of either sex who is jaded from Love's battle, champagne is real ambrosia. They managed four bottles between the three of them, and strength sprung renewed into their veins and muscles.
But this time Tilly did want it naked, and her lithe, agile form was all aglow with passion as she stood proudly bare before him.
There was a swing in the corner of the room-swings were popular things in the island of Fleur de la Chair for they suited the idle natures of the inhabitants-and on it Tilly sat. Then she curled up her legs above her head on the ropes, and swung slowly to and fro presenting her cunt wide open to the stroke of her lover.
He had to bend a little to be in line, but he was in exactly the right position to let his penis be engulfed when she swung slowly on to him. Right up to the hilt it went easily, and he held the swing passive.
Tilly just wiggled. She felt the solid contentment of the male organ that filled her cunt to trembling completion. She could have come at once, but she hungered for the prolongation of the joy. Mike, on the other hand, was not quite ready but he felt the rapture which comes from an inward lust which is not quite reciprocated in the penis.
Cissie, by this time fully recovered, was sitting on the couch with the pretty boy attendant. She watched the slowly writhing figures, on the tentacles of lust's culmination, and was on heat herself once more. The youth, greatly daring, laid his hand on her knee. Her short music-hall frocks came almost up to her thighs as she sat back She laid her hand on his and tickled his palm. Then she put her disengaged arm round his and kissed him softly on the lips.
The lad was aflame. Cissie let go of his hand and slipped hers on to his stiff little prick, only partially concealed by gossamer drapery. The boy, still most daring, whisked the drapery aside and, turning, clasped her in his pretty little brown arm.
That was enough for Cissie: she slipped on to the floor and pulled the native on top of her.
For the second time in his life he had the possession of a white woman.
It didn't need Cissie's hand to guide the ship to its dock In a second he was right into her, breathing hard with lust, and in a few more seconds they had come together. Cissie ever afterwards remembered that fuck as the best she had ever had.
Meanwhile Tilly was still rocking lazily on the swing, Alike content to be quite inert, but subduedly passionate. He played with his hands all over her beautiful girl's body, caressing her breasts, her waist, her limbs, and almost constantly kissing her lips, her cheeks, her ears and her eyes. She shook her head and her glorious hair fell down below her waist.