'As I observed how Mat gloated over his sister's maiden sweets, the thought passed through my mind, it will not be long, my boy, before you seek a closer acquaintance with these hidden charms now so temptingly opened to your view.
'Now, St John," exclaimed Mat, "did I not give you a true description of this sweet nest and its surroundings?"
' "Indeed Mat, the reality far exceeds your account, favourable as it was, for, in my opinion, no description could do full justice to its fascinating powers." 'I bent forward to the lovely shrine, kissed the pouting lips, and rolled my tongue in its fragrant recess.
'Mat, meanwhile unbuttoned his trousers, drew out his prick, and placed it leaning on his sister's cheek.
'I was not slow in following his example, and put the head of my pego between the moist lips of her love-chink.
' "Oh, captain, take it out, I can't let you do that." ' "Be quiet, Bessy, he is only making his prick kiss your cunt." ' "No, he is pushing it in – don't, captain – pray – don't – Oh, Oh, it's hurting me – what are you doing with it?" ' "Fucking you, darling Bessy, with your brother's consent, for he knows I won't harm you; fucking you – driving my prick, this way, in and out of your cunt; each time, sending my prick home, and making my balls smack against your bottom." 'Meanwhile, Mat, inflamed by the sight, pressed her face to his prick and pushed its head against her mouth. He then placed one of her hands on its shaft; her fingers at once closed around it to his great delight, and, led on by natural instincts, she frigged it up and down.
'I could no longer retain my seed, so remembering my promise to Mat, I hastily withdrew my tool from the inner passage where the risk was, and laid it along the chink of her cunt, and burying its head amid the hair, I poured a hot but harmless stream over her belly; at the same moment, the pent-up juices of her brother's reservoir, spurted into her mouth, and ran in warm gushes down her throat.
'After this we had many pleasant scenes with Bessy. Once the ice was broken, she seemed to plunge in with all her heart, and sported with her brother and me with the utmost freedom. Still they both refrained from the greatest favour of all. She did not object to letting him see, or play with, or even suck her cunt, and evidently enjoyed playing with his prick and making him spend in her mouth – indeed that was the way she gave him relief when he became over-excited from watching and handling us as we fucked – but as yet he had not attempted to put his prick into her cunt, nor did she seem to desire it.
'She now sometimes brought he maid with her, not without design, I thought, for she was young and pretty, and Bessy often said she pitied her brother, unmatched as he was. However that might be, Mat soon managed to gain the maid's consent, and after watching me fuck his sister, he used to run off and cool himself in her willing receiver. At last he coaxed her to come into the saloon, and made free with her there before his sister. Bessy had now become so familiar with the ways of love that she readily joined in the sport; so she and I got together held down the maid, while Mat pulled up her clothes, got between her legs and openly rammed his prick into her cunt.
'Then Mat and I stripped her naked, and after that Bessy, and finally ourselves. We spread carpets and rugs on the floor, and rolled about so that bottoms and faces were continually coming into new and interesting positions. Mat proposed, the cunning fellow, to tie bandages over their eyes that they might not see what we were doing and then he whispered to me to fuck the maid by way of change. And I need not tell you, Queenie, that there is no novelty which a man so thoroughly appreciates, as the novelty of a fresh cunt, so I quite approved of the notion, and getting on top of her, I soon found my way into her soft recess.
'Mat, however, had his own object in view, for throwing himself on his sister, he eagerly kissed and sucked her cunt, and then turning, he drove his prick into it without scruple or delay.
'She must have felt some difference in his style of fucking from mine for, putting up her hand, she hastily removed the bandage from her eyes and seeing her brother on top of her cried, ' "Oh, Mat, stop – do you know what you are doing – fucking your own sister." ' "Why not, Bessy, I have kissed your cunt and watched it so many times filled with St John's prick; and I have shared in your delights as often as he fucked you that I could stand it no longer, and I felt that I must fuck you myself, even though you are my own sister. And let me tell you, I find your cunt all the nicer," he said as he panted over her – fucking – fucking. She made no reply, but I observed that she pressed him more lovingly to her breast as she moved in ready response to meet the quick prods of his excited prick.
'I quite shared in their transport, and only wondered how they had refrained from it so long; so leaning toward them, with my prick still in the maid's cunt, I kissed her and said, 'Bessy, my love, confess, that you enjoy being fucked by Mat all the more because he is your brother.'
' "Yes, I must say it is exceptionally good, being fucked by one's brother.
Mat has a fine tool, and he knows how to use it," and heaving up her bottom, she clasped him tightly in her arms.
' "Don't hurry, Mat," I said. "This is our second or third bout; take it quietly – we'll enjoy it all the better." And I thrust my tongue into Bessy's mouth; while still working my prick slowly in the maid's cunt.
' "All right, old fellow," he replied, putting his hand over my bottom, as we lay alongside one another, and catching my balls, he pressed them so luxuriously in his fingers that, convulsed with pleasure, they ejected their contents and my prick poured the bubbling fluid into the open cunt so ready to receive it and pay it back with interest.
'We sailed in a few days, and the next time I saw Bessy she was the wife of a rich old planter named Hobbs, in fact none other than the lady whom you know as Lizzy, and whom your father fucks whenever he gets the opportunity.
'There, Queenie, you can now understand my extraordinary intimacy with Mat Yeats; and how there was but little danger of my doing Laura any harm with him, when I attached to his marrying her the condition of his afterward sharing with me. And now, my pet, having not only answered your question, but spun you a regular love yarn, let me claim my reward, in the enjoyment of another fuck.'
CHAPTER 7
Although much occupied with preparations for her approaching marriage, Laura found time to remind me of our promise of mutual confidence, and said that if I gave her an account of my introduction to the enjoyments of love, she would oblige me in like manner. So I told her of Dick's boyish attempts, and final success; and described what I had seen in the punishment house, both with respect to old Snigger and the girls, and my father and Mrs Hobbs, Mat Yeats' sister.
Laura had heard something of this before and was very much amused.
I then called on her to fulfil her part of the agreement, and she responded thus: 'Like you, Queenie, I was enlightened at an early age. My mother, who was Captain St John's sister, was married to a doctor. She died when I was a child about nine years old, and he married again. We then lived in a very small house, and for want of accommodation, my bed was placed at the foot of theirs, with only a curtain between. When laying awake at night, I often felt their bed shake in a funny way, and sometimes heard them whispering to one another such expressions as: