This lewd scene had made my cock swell up unbearably and as I watched this stimulating scene Nancy called out to me: 'Come on then, show us your stiffstander.' The thought flashed through my mind of what would occur if we were caught (for there were no locks on the doors) but as the maxim of the great Count Gewirtz of Galicia has it:
Ven der putz shteht, ligt der sechel in drerd, and I shucked off my clothes in record time. I jumped onto the bed and huddled up next to Rosa who, without missing one beat of her rhythm as she continued her inexorable spanking of Nancy's now tingling backside, clamped her wide, red lips around my rampant cock. Mercifully for the other girl, this excited Rosa so much that after bobbing her head back and forth to suck in as much of my shaft as she could, she ceased her slapping of Nancy's poor bum and instead she jammed her hands around my pulsating prick which already had a blob of milky jism formed on the tip of my knob. She jammed down the foreskin and lashed her tongue round my pole which was now thudding away like a steamhammer. I worked my hips backwards and forwards as her pliant tongue washed over my bared helmet, thoroughly enjoying this delicious sucking-off.
Meanwhile Nancy had raised herself on her hands and knees and had lowered her pretty head between Rosa's legs, splaying open her buttocks to make room for her lips to kiss between the ripe, white globes, worrying her tongue around her corn-coloured pussey hair which I imagined was already dampening with love juice, teasing the tip around the pouting pussey lips before slipping in and out of her juicy quim. Fired by this tribadic activity I pulled my prick away from Rosa's mouth and positioned myself behind Nancy, whose rounded bottom cheeks were moving in rhythm as she suctioned Rosa's blonde-haired pussey between her lips. Nancy took hold of my sinewy shaft with her right hand and directed its purple-domed head to the glorious vale between her buttocks and to the tight-looking wrinkled hole that lay between them. After further wetting my tool with spittle, I attacked this fortress with vigour, but as my member forced its way past the sphincter muscle she wailed: 'Ah, stop! Stop! You'll rend me if you don't withdraw!' Fortunately I keep a small jar of pomade on the bedside table so I swiftly greased my cock and again set my knob at the little brown bum-hole. The pomade worked like a charm for this time when I pushed forward Nancy wriggled her arse until I was firmly ensconced inside her bum. For a brief moment I rested and then slowly began to pull in and out whilst I threw my arms around her waist and frigged her pussey. Nancy responded to this double stimulation by squirming under the surging strokes of my prick. Her legs began to shake and I knew that her spend was approaching. She gripped hold of Rosa's thighs as she lapped furiously at the girl's soaking slit. Nancy's juices flowed freely and she worked her bum to bring me off, and I flooded her arse with a copious discharge of sperm which both warmed and lubricated her superb bottom. As I spunked into her I continued to work my prick back and forth so that it remained as hard as rock as, with a 'pop', I uncorked my tool from her bum-hole.
We screamed loudly in the frenzy of emission as Rosa also spent over Nancy's lapping tongue and we collapsed in a heap on my bed. When we had recovered Nancy thanked me for taking the trouble to use the pomade and not simply pushing forward and ignoring her plea to withdraw. I sometimes think that there are some men who enjoy hurting their partners-or at best they are uncaring,' she complained.*Most girls enjoy a good fuck up the bum but only when the cock has been well oiled beforehand with butter or some other substance.' Since this day I have heeded her words and have always kept a jar of cold cream handy for this purpose. But now we were fired up again and we engaged in some splendid three way kisses, pressing our lips together and waggling our tongues around in a most sensuous manner. If we had had any inhibitions they were now cast aside, so I had not the slightest intention of ducking the challenge when Nancy placed her hand on top of my head and drew it down towards Rosa's hairy mound, saying: 'Rosa loves having her pussey kissed. I've brought her off, Rupert, now let's see if you can do so.' I drew my body up until my tongue was level with her titties and began by nibbling at her nipples, ticking and sucking on their rubbery hardness until they were sticking out like two tiny stalks. Then I let my tongue travel slowly down the velvety white skin of her tummy, pausing briefly to encircle her belly-button before sliding down into the curly smooth hair of her mound. Like a snake I slid myself down between her legs as I parted her soft, lightly scented pubic bush with my fingertips to reveal her swollen clitoris, and as I worked my lips into the long gash of her cleft I breathed in the delicious aroma from her clean, appealing cunney, a fragrance which has always greatly excited me. By slipping a hand under her bum, I pressed her even more closely to me as I placed my lips directly over her ditty and sucked it into my mouth, where the tip of my tongue began to explore it from all directions. I could feel it growing even larger as her heels drummed against the sheets and her legs twitched up and down along the sides of my body. Rosa became hugely agitated when I found the tiny button under the fold at the base of her clitty and began twirling my tongue around it. The faster I vibrated my tongue, the more she twisted and turned and I was forced to move both of my hands to her shoulders to keep her cunney pressed against my face. She now started to gyrate her pelvis as I increased the stimulation and she planted her feet firmly on my back as if she desired to mould our two bodies into one mass of quivering flesh.
'Oooh! Aaah! Stick your cock in me now!' panted Rosa, and this was an opportunity my bursting prick was happy to take. So I heaved myself up and fixed my lips on one of her horned-up nipples, and the strawberry stalk grew long and hard as I sucked it between my teeth.
At the same time her cunney responded to the urgings of the three fingers I had buried inside the clinging sheath and I frigged her slippery clitty with my thumb. The more I frigged her, the quicker she jerked her hips and she grabbed my cock and began pumping my shaft, sliding her hand up and down in such insane excitement that she spent then and there and I felt the sticky moistness of her honey cascade over my hand. This set me off and I spunked a profuse libation of hot, creamy jism that drenched her hand. She directed my spurting shaft up to her belly and smeared my cream all over her white tummy. 'Now who's been a naughty girl,' stormed Nancy. 'See how you've wasted poor Rupert's semen. Get up and bend over the chair in the corner,' To my surprise, Rosa meekly did as she was told and when she had placed herself over the chair, Nancy gave me one of my slippers and told me to chastise the wayward girl. 'No, I can't do that, Rosa would not want to be spanked,' I laughed nervously as I took a long look at the plump, well-shaped cheeks of Rosa's behind. 'Oh, but Nancy's right,' Rosa called out, turning her head to look at me. 'I have been a bad girl and deserve to have my bum smacked.' Well, there is no accounting for tastes, and although in my time I have spanked a good number of female bottoms I have never been a fervent devotee of le vice anglais. Perhaps this is because at St Lionel's Academy, corporal punishment was unknown and we suffered none of the sadistic beatings inflicted upon pupils at most other English public schools. But be that as it may, whilst I draw the line at really whipping one's partner's backside, if the girl really likes to be stimulated in such fashion, so be it, and I cannot deny that I achieve some mild satisfaction from distributing the occasional few passionate slaps on the swells of feminine rears. So I jumped out of bed and went across to where Rosa lay inert over the chair, provocatively wiggling her arse as I approached. I passed my hand caressingly over the cool, soft skin of the swelling cheeks of her buttocks. I brought the sole of my slipper down upon these pretty posteriors but my first few strokes hardly changed the colour of the flesh and Rosa turned her head round and said: 'You may hit harder than that, Rupert. Honestly, I can hardly feel anything.' 'Are you certain that this is what you want?' I asked, 'Because if it is, my girl, I'll give it to you!'