“Well, my God!” quoth he. “Don't tell me you are still a virgin?”
“Why, yes,” replied Freda. “That is, I never had anything put in there, if that is what you mean.”
“Why, you little devil. From the way you act, I thought you had been fucked plenty, young as you are, and here I find you are still a greenhorn! Well, strike me pink!” And he seemed overcome at the idea.
Drawing the child to him, he had her sit down slowly on his prick. He had great difficulty in restraining himself from jamming her down upon the object, thus opening her cunt and ruining her virginity, but he knew well that if he attempted such a trick he would probably seriously injure the tender child; her little quim would hardly entertain such an engine as his monster bolus without very serious consequences, and although he had no conscience and was half-mad with passion, he feared to take such a dangerous course. However, he had the child sit upon it, rubbing back and forth; had the choice been left to her, she undoubtedly would have impaled herself upon that huge stake for she was in a state of mind which would reckon little of pain or injury if she could only once fill that itching, throbbing spot with a morsel of male flesh; however, Montgomery, realizing the girl's state, restrained her from such an act. His passion mounted and mounted, and in an effort to gain relief, he suddenly shifted the child to a kneeling position. “Now, my dear, just take that in your mouth; there's a good girl.”
“Oh, bother!” cried Freda. “Aren't you going to do anything for me? Do I have to take it in my mouth? Why don't you put it into me? Honestly, I could stand it, big as it is; I'll bet I could take the whole thing, I know I could.”
Montgomery laughed. “Not now, young lady; I would probably split you wide open; be patient, after a while maybe, but not now. Just take him in your mouth; there's a good girl!” Grasping the child by the head, he pushed her face down toward his throbbing cock.
Freda was plainly much disappointed; however, she was a willing worker and, placing her ruby lips over the ready victim, attempted to take it into her mouth; it was too large, however, and she could barely, by stretching her jaws to the utmost, encompass the fiery head of his monster tool. With her little pink tongue she tickled the tender tissues and, keyed up as he was by the dalliance with the child, Montgomery waited but a few moments, enjoying the playing of her tongue upon his prick and the sucking motion of her childish mouth; suddenly grasping her by her curls, he pulled her head toward him and at the same time rammed his instrument into her mouth as far as it would go and a hot jet of sperm leaped into the child's throat, filling it and spilling out the comers of her mouth as she strangled and coughed at this unexpected drenching of her throat with the sticky fluid. A few sharp movements and the man fell back, releasing the child, who immediately spat out the remainder of the fluid that she had not already swallowed.
In a moment they recovered; Montgomery cleaned the girl's parts and helped her put on her undergarments; then they proceeded to the entrance to the cave, where they came upon the anxious Caroline, nearly frantic with worry and anxiety. Seizing the errant Freda, she hugged and kissed her, scolding her for getting lost, her own eyes filled with tears of relief.
The three then made their way back to the manor, where they found the lord had arisen and was seated on the veranda, awaiting their return.
Luncheon was soon served, and after chatting for a time in the living room, Roxboro announced that he had received a summons to visit his solicitors in regard to some business. Soon the carriage drove up to the door and Roxboro was driven off to town, gone for the afternoon.
The two girls, somewhat tired after their morning's adventures, retired to their room. Montgomery, having discovered a buxom dairymaid on the place who had attracted his attention, was busy in laying siege to the fair damsel and would be occupied for some time.'
Marie, after her brutal treatment of the previous night, was still abed, a mass of welts and bruises.
Consequently, the two girls had the upper part of the house to themselves. Freda retired to her room, where she removed her clothing, bathed herself, and, donning a kimono, went to Caroline's door and knocked. Caroline answered and opened the door; she stood naked and wet, having been engaged in bathing when Freda appeared. The child went to Caroline's bed and threw herself upon it where she lay resting until Caroline had finished bathing and making her toilet. This done, she donned a light negligee and came over and lay beside her younger sister for a rest.
As she lay down, the fiery Freda lifted her robe above her waist and began to rub her hand up and down Caroline's white thighs and between her legs, tickling and caressing her golden mount of Venus and the pink lips of her cunt; her own kimono fell open and the child pressed her naked body close to her sister's.
“Why, Freda, how hot you are! Have you a fever? Are you ill?”
“Oh, no,” replied Freda, “I just took a hot bath; I guess that's why I may be a little warm.”
The randy Caroline's face began to flush under the ministrations of her younger sister; her limbs spread more widely apart to permit the tiny hand to explore and caress her hot and lustful pussy.
Caroline was of such a lascivious nature that she responded immediately to any overtures, either male or female, and without wishing to encourage the younger girl, she nonetheless did nothing to discourage her but lay gently moving from side to side as the enterprising Freda caressed those sensitive parts.
Freda, the little vixen, was not entirely unselfish in her ministrations. She greatly wished some relief from the sensations that were troubling her and assumed rightly that the best way to get some attention for herself was to excite Caroline sufficiently to accomplish her fell purpose; consequently, she slowly and carefully worked her older sister up to a point which she considered sufficient for her purpose, then suddenly arose and climbed over the prostrate Caroline, her legs spread out and her own little pink quim directly in front of Caroline's face; Freda's head plunged between the now thoroughly aroused Caroline's legs and her face was buried in the golden tawny hair of the older girl's quim!
Caroline did not disappoint her; as Freda's tongue darted into the hot, moist slit, she felt the marvelous sensation of a burning tongue-tip sliding up and down her own parts-with quick, sharp movements the two passionate girls worked on each other until with a series of convulsive movements they reached their climax together; then they relaxed, side by side, clasped in each other's arms as their blood slowly cooled.
Toward evening Roxboro returned; upon repairing to his library, he found Montgomery sound asleep in a chair in the comer; the young man had had a busy day and night and was snatching forty winks of sleep against whatever activities this evening might produce.
Roxboro busied himself with some matters for a few minutes; his movements finally awakened the sleeping valet, who quickly leaped to his feet with an apology for having fallen asleep. “You see, my lord,” he explained readily, “I haven't been here long enough to find out just what work you wish me to do, so not having any chores at hand, I was simply awaiting your return.”
“That is quite all right,” replied Roxboro. “If I have work for you, I will advise you of it beforehand; tomorrow I will instruct you in your duties. By the way, while we have an opportunity to bring the matter up, I notice you have gotten yourself acquainted with my two nieces. Now, let me impress on your mind, Montgomery: any of the womenfolk around here that you want to chase after, you are at liberty to go as far as you can get, but my nieces are my own private property; no poaching, understand me? Keep your hands off them; they are not for such as you and if I catch you in any affair involving either of those girls, it will be the worse for you. Do you understand me?”