This posture, of course, opened out the charm of love, and presented it in the most favourable aspect for examination and for viewing the entrance of the sacrificial knife.
Then the major, taking a position a little to one side, proceeded to direct our attention to its varied beauties and capabilities. Passing one hand under her bottom, he placed the other on her rising mound as he said, 'Observe this voluptuous hillock, called the mount of Venus, how luxuriously it is crowned with this thicket of silky hair! And here, in the thickest part, see the commencement of the furrow of love, bounded on either side by large well-rounded lips! How the project in ripe luxuriance! How soft and unctuous they feel, while their interior lining is mantled with all the blushing hues of morn. See how this rose-bud clitoris uprears its saucy head!' then drawing open the nymphae, he continued: 'But look here. This sweet chink, adorned with coral sides, redolent with most stimulating perfume, and wet with ambrosial dew, is the very seat and home of love. And observe how instinct with life it is! It actually pants with desire as I titillate its sensitive nerves! How they compress themselves as, with wanton heaves, the open cunt invites the hot and moist encounter.' Then passing his hand over her smooth belly, he pronounced: 'This alter is now prepared, and this luscious cunt is only waiting to receive its libation and then lie soaking in the flooded streams of love. Come forward, my lord, and do your part.
'But let me first inspect the weapon. My duty is to see that it is fully qualified for the work, and then that the work is duly performed and satisfactorily completed. Mrs Harpur, let me ask you, as priestess on this auspicious occasion, to place the weapon in my hand.'
I at once complied by pulling his lordship's short over his head, and placing one hand under his balls, I grasped his prick with the other and drew him forward to the major's side.
The major's eyes glistened with pleasure as he took in hand the firm standing prick, and having gently drawn down the soft movable skin, regarded with admiration its glowing head.
Meantime, Jim had passed her hand from behind the major's thighs, catching his bollocks, had drawn him nearer to herself, so that while she lay back with her cunt fully opened to our view, she was able with her other to clasp his prick and frig it up and down.
The major smiled as he gave one glance at his own affair, so pleasantly captured, and then turned his attention to the more vigorous prick he was manipulating himself. He was now quite in his element, for he loved above all things to hold in his hands the tool of another man, and he watched it admiringly while his fingers played round its firm shaft and gently moved the loose skin up and down, covering and uncovering the large rosy head and making it elevate its crest in proud deviance.
Lord Ferrars, having somewhat similar tastes, did not object to the major's familiarities. Nay, he evidently enjoyed his skilful manipulation, for he pushed forward his prick, and looked down upon it with satisfaction as with successive jerks of his bottom he made it pass backward and forward through the major's circling fingers. The latter then pronounced the sacrificial weapon fit for its work and said: 'Now, Ferrars, let me place it at the exact spot where it can most easily penetrate the victim and pass through the opposing folds until it reaches those hidden recesses where the libation must be made which completes the sacrifice of Venus.
Lord Ferrars, yielding himself to his directions, passed between the wide-spread thighs of Jim and bent down over her recumbent form.
Then the major, having rubbed the swollen head of his lordship's prick two or three times up and down the juicy chink of her cunt, placing its point at the critical spot, and, transferring his hand to his lordship's manly stones, cried: 'Strike home, my lord.' And suiting the action to the word, he gave him a resounding smack on the backside.
The whole length of his lordship's prick rushed up the moist and heated cavity, his hips pressed hard between her open thighs and his balls rubbed the sensitive edges of her arsehole.
'Not it is for the victim to dry aloud and utter her dying song as she feels the weapon of Venus reaching her very heart and yields herself to the maddening ecstasies of love.'
'Oh, yes, sir priest, I perspire and spend. I ma penetrated to the heart. I feel the glowing weapon in the very centre of delight. O divine prick!
O happy cunt! O sweet fuck! Ram your prick home in my cunt, Lord Ferrars. Batter my arse with your cods — Oh, my arse! — Oh, my quim!
Major, put your prick in my mouth. Alick and Dick, let me hold your pricks and rub them to my titties.'
She clutched Alick's prick in her left hand and my husband's in her right, and drawing them toward her rubbed them against her swelling bubbies. She thus attained the highest degree of voluptuous enjoyment. Her cunt was gloriously filled by Lord Ferrars' noble prick;
Frances pinched her bottom and tickled her arsehole with her finger.
Her mouth was crammed with the major's tool, now stiffened up again, while his hairy appendages rubbed her face. Alick worked away at her left side, as she kept his prick pressed against her breast, while my husband was equally active on her right, making the nose of his prick — now in first-rate order — plunge against Alick's every push.
Outside of all, I passed around, frigging bollocks and pricks, arses and cunts in succession, stimulating each by the most wanton expressions and lascivious touches I could devise.
Then the floodgates of pleasure opened, and Jim literally swam in a sea of delight as streams of spunk poured on every side, saturating her cunt, belly and breasts and accompanied by excited cries and sonorous groans.
Then the major declared that the sacrifice was a complete success, and that the all potent goddess was delighted with the devotion of her ardent and persistent votaries.
We accordingly arranged ourselves in various attitudes of repose, taking care that each prick should be conveniently placed for the gratifying touches of a female hand, and each cunt open to the inspection and feel of the masculine members of our social party.
Lord Ferrars reclined between my legs, his cheek resting on my thighs, his fingers toying with the curling hairs of my cunt, opening and shutting its pouting lips and pressing the clitoris that lay between.
It occurred to me that some lascivious story or lustful narrative was just what we needed to rekindle our smouldering fires and cause them to burst out afresh in amorous flames; and that Lord Ferrars, for all his experience and well-known ability, was the very man to help us in that way.
So, rubbing his prick softly between by feet, I said, 'My lord, you once told me of some of your boyish loves, which interested me greatly. I am sure that if you would kindly favour our present company with a similar sample of your early reminiscences, they would be highly gratified, and we should all feel so much obliged.'
'I have nothing of any special interest to relate, my darling Queenie,' replied his lordship, 'but if it would gratify you and our friends, while we are resting together, I will be happy to do the best I can. In the early days of my boyhood, much of my holiday time was passed with my aunt, Lady Flora, who was a young widow with independent means; but though of a very ardent temperament, she had determined not to encumber herself, as she said, a second time with a husband. She preferred, in fact, being her own mistress, able to carry out her own programme of enjoyment without restriction or restraint. She strictly observed all the social proprieties of life, so far as outward observation extended, but with great prudence and skill she secretly indulged her wanton propensities with the utmost freedom, not only with men of her own rank, but with her grooms and gardeners, and indeed anyone disposed to enjoy her favours with discretion and ready to submit to her wanton caprices.