Bella could not resist the temptation, but raising still higher the man’s garment, released his penis entirely, and exposed it at full stretch.
Fleas are bad measures of size and space, and I forbear to give any exact dimensions of the weapon upon which the young lady now cast her eyes. It was gigantic, however, in its proportions. It had a large and dull red head, which stood shining and naked at the end of a long gristly shaft. The hole at the tip, usually so small, was, in this instance, a considerable slit, and was moist with the seminal humidity which gathered there. Along the whole shaft coursed the swollen blue veins, and behind all was a matted profusion of red bristling hair. Two huge balls hung below.
“Good heavens! Oh, Holy Mother!” murmured Bella, shutting her eyes, and giving it a slight squeeze.
The broad, red head, distended and purple with the effect of the exquisite tickling of the girl, was now totally uncapped, and stood stiffly up from the folds of loose skin, which Bella pressed back upon the great white shaft. Bella toyed delightfully with this acquisition, and pressed still further back the velvety skin beneath her hand.
Clement sighed.
“Oh, you, delicious child,” he said gazing at her with sparkling eyes; “I must fuck you at once, or I shall squirt it all over you.”
“No, no you must not waste any of it,” exclaimed Bella; “how pressed you must be to want to come so soon.”
“I cannot help it—pray, remain quiet a moment, or I shall spend.”
“What a big thing—how much can you do?”
Clement stopped and whispered something into the girl’s ear, which I could not catch.
“Oh, how delicious, but it is incredible.”
“No, it is true, only give me the chance. Come, I am longing to prove it to you, pretty one-see this! I must fuck you!”
He shook his monstrous dick, as he stood in front of her. Then, bending it down, he suddenly let it go. It sprung up, and as it did so, the skin went back of its own accord, and the big red nut came out with the hand-open urethra exuding a drop of semen.
It was close below Bella’s face. She was sensible of a faint, sensuous odour, which came up from it and increased the disorder of her sense. She continued to finger and play with it.
“Stop, I entreat you, my darling, or you will waste it in the air.”
Bella remained quiet a few seconds. Her warm hand still clasped as much as she could of Clement’s prick. He amused himself meanwhile in moulding her young breasts, and in working his fingers up and down in her moist cunt. The play made her wild. Her clitoris grew hot and prominent; her breathing became hard and her pretty face flushed with longing.
Harder and harder grew the nut, it shone like a ripe plum. Bella’s was crimson with desire; she furtively regarded the ugly man’s naked and hairy belly—his brawny thighs, thickly covered also with hair like an ape. His great cock, each moment more swollen, menaced the skies, and caused her indescribable emotions.
Excited beyond measure, she wound her white arms around the stout figure of the great brute and covered him with rapturous kisses. His very ugliness increased her libidinous sensations.
“No, you must not waste it, I cannot let you waste it,” and then, pausing for a second, she moaned with a peculiar articulation of pleasure, and lowering her fair head, opened her rosy mouth, and instantly received as much of the lascivious morsel as she could cram into it.
“Oh! how nice; how you tickle—what—what pleasure you give me.”
“I will not let you waste it. I will swallow every drop,” whispered Bella, raising her mouth for a moment from the glistening nut.
Then again sinking her face forward, she pressed her pouting lips upon the big tip, and parting them gently and delicately, received the orifice of the wide urethra between them.
“Oh, Holy Mother!” exclaimed Clement, “this is heaven! How I hall spend? Good Lord! How you tickle and suck.”
Bella applied her pointed tongue to the orifice and licked it all round. “How nice it tastes; you have already let out a drop or two.”
“I cannot continue, I know I cannot,” murmured the Priest, pushing forward and tickling with his finger at the same time the swollen clitoris that Bella put within his reach. Then she took the head of the great cock again between her lips, but she could not make the whole of the nut enter her mouth, it was so monstrously large.
Tickling and sucking—passing back in slow delicious movements the skin which surrounded the red and sensitive ridge of his tremendous thing, Bella now evidently invited the result she knew could not long be delayed.
“Ah, Holy Mother! I am almost coming; I feel—I—Oh! oh! now suck. You’ve got it.”
Clement lifted his arm in the air, his head fell back, his legs straddled wide apart, his hands worked convulsively, his eyes turned up, and Bella felt a strong spasm pass through the monstrous cock. The next moment she was almost knocked backwards by a forcible gush of spunk, which rushed spouting in a continuous stream from his genitals, and flew in torrents down her gullet.
In spite of all her wishes and endeavours, the greedy girl could not avoid a stream issuing from the corners of her mouth while Clement, beside himself with pleasure, kept pushing forward in sharp jerks, each one of which sent a fresh jet of spunk down her throat. Bella followed all his movements, and held fast hold of the streaming weapon until all was done.
“How much did you say?” muttered she, “one tea-cup full—there were two.”
“You beautiful darling,” exclaimed Clement, when at last he found breath. “What divine pleasure you have given me. Now it is my turn, and you must let me examine all I love in those little parts of yours.”
“Ah, how nice it was; I am nearly choked,” cried Bella. “How slippery it was, and, oh, goodness, what a lot!”
“Yes. I promised you plenty, my pretty one, and you so excited me that I know you must have received a good dose of it. It ran in streams.”
“Yes, indeed it did.”
“Now I am going to suck your pretty cunt, and fuck you deliciously afterwards.”
Suiting the action to the word, the sensual Priest threw himself between Bella’s milk white thighs, and thrusting his face forward, plunged his tongue between the lips of the pink slit. Then rolling it around the stiffened clitoris, he commenced a titillation so exquisite that the girl could hardly restrain her cries.
“Oh, my goodness. Oh, you suck my life out. Oh! I am I am going off. I spend!” and, with a sudden forward movement towards his active tongue, Bella emitted most copiously upon his face, and Clement received all he could catch in his mouth with the delight of an epicure.
At length the Priest arose; his big weapon which had scarcely softened, had now resumed its virile tension, and stuck out from him in a terrible erection. He positively snorted with lust, as he regarded the beautiful and willing girl.
“Now I must fuck you,” said she, as he thrust her towards the bed. “Now I must have you, and give you a taste of this cock in your little belly. Oh, what a mess there’ll be!”
Hastily throwing off his cassock and nether garments, he compelled the sweet girl likewise to denude herself of her chemise, and then the great brute, his big body all covered with hair and brown as a mulatto, took the lily form of the beautiful Bella in his muscular arms and tossed her lightly on the bed. Clement regarded for a moment her extended figure as, palpitating with mingled desire and terror, she awaited the terrible onslaught; then he looked complacently upon his tremendous penis, erect with lust, and hastily mounting, threw himself upon her, and drew the bed-clothes over him.
Bella, half-smothered beneath the great hairy brute, felt his stiff cock interposed between their bellies. Passing down her hand, she touched it again.