At two thirty four Terence said gloomily: I bet they won't come.
She was having you on, Teddy. They have made monkeys of us both.'
'What sort of monkeys, Master Terry?' broke in a female voice from the entrance. It was Charlotte who asked the question, and to our delight we saw that she was not alone. Alice was with her, carrying a couple of blankets across her arms. 'You are monkeys,' chided Alice. 'Did you really think that I would tease you about such a serious matter as fucking? Shame on you both.' We apologised profusely and we helped Alice spread the two blankets on the ground.
'Oh damnation, I've forgotten the pillows,' said Alice. 'I'll have to go back to the house and get them.' 'Don't worry on our account,' said Terence, but Alice insisted that we needed pillows 'for our heads and our bums' and that it was foolish to spoil the ship for a ha'porth of tar. 'Charlotte can begin the game,' she said, as she turned to trudge back to the house. 'I just hope you two young sparks won't spunk off too much whilst I'm gone. I'm looking to a good fuck just as much as you are!' To put Charlotte at ease, I decided to take no part in the introductory fondling and petting.
After all, I knew that the sweet girl's desire was to make love to Terence, so I resolved to be the gentleman, though my own prick began to swell in my breeches as the young pair moved towards each other as if drawn by a giant, invisible magnet. Terence clasped the trembling young girl in his arms and they exchanged a most passionate kiss as they sank down upon the blanket. Terence's nervous fingers fumbled with Charlotte's blouse so the clever girl quickly stripped off all her clothes and she lay back so that both Terence and myself could have full view of her naked charms. Gad, Charlotte was a beauty! Her bare breasts rose and fell and the firm swell of those succulent young globes was such that my hand automatically went to my prick which I hastily let out of my trousers before any damage was done to myself or the trouser material! What lovely titties they were, well separated, each looking a little away from each other and tapering in well proportioned curves until they came to two crimson points. Those taut nipples acted as magical magnets to Terence's hands which squeezed and moulded those succulent spheres, the very first time that those deliciously hard and pouting stalks had ever been felt by his eager fingers. She then slid her hands to the front of his trousers and deftly unbuttoned him as my best friend wrenched off his belt. As he pulled off his shirt, she pulled down his drawers and her hands grasped his swollen shaft, jerking up and down, faster and faster until seconds later the white love juice gushed out of his purple helmet like a miniature fountain. This exciting sight was too much for me to view and I pulled off my clothes and knelt in front of Charlotte, pushing my rampant, hard cock in front of her face. Her blood was up and she licked her lips before flicking out her pink little tongue to tease the uncovered mushroom head of my prick.
Emboldened, she now opened her lips wide and encircled my cock as I instinctively moved forward to push my yearning prick even further into her mouth. Her magic tongue circled my knob end, savouring the juices, and her teeth scraped the tender flesh as she drew me in between those luscious lips, sucking slowly from base to top again and again, delighting me to experience new heights of unbelievable pleasure. She stroked her tongue up and down along the underside of my bursting cock, making it ache with excitement as it throbbed with ever increasing urgency. Then she cupped my balls in her hand, gently stroking them as she slowly sucked my prick even deeper inside her mouth. She squeezed her free hand under the base of my shaft, sucking me harder and harder until I felt my balls hardening and I shouted that my climax was imminent. 'I'm going to spend, Charlotte!' I cried out, trying to take out my cock from the sweet prison of her warm, wet mouth. But she was enjoying the taste of my prick in her mouth so much that she grasped the cheeks of my bottom, moving me backwards and forwards until with a final throb, I spunked a hot stream of sperm into Charlotte's willing mouth. She swallowed my copious emission and licked all round the head of my cock to take up the last drains of love juice. 'M'mmmm, that was delicious, Master Teddy. I've often thought about what it must be like to suck a cock and Alice has told me how delightful it can be-especially as there is no chance of a swollen belly afterwards.* She lay back and her soft, white belly was bared to our eyes and exposed to our lascivious gaze, hidden in a luxuriant growth of curly black hair, was her superbly chiselled crack with its large pouting lips which she parted with her fingers to reveal a gleaming little clitty. 'Come on now, Master Teddy,' she said. 'I've sucked you off so how about repaying the compliment? Or perhaps Master Terence would like to have a try.' I looked up to see if Terry would take up the invitation but my priapic partner shook his head. He was, as he later confessed, frightened to accept Charlotte's kind offer, as he was unsure as to exactly what was required of him. I must swiftly digress here to note how poorly Englishmen perform in this particular amatory art. All the Continentals, especially the French and Italians, suck a lady's pussey with far more aplomb than the sons of Albion.
Whilst this is a technique that could hardly ever find its way onto a syllabus of a learned institution-except perhaps at Nottsgrove Academy, where my old friend Doctor Simon White now presides-it is an art that needs to be practised far more widely and with far greater skill than at present. 'Show me how to eat pussey,' whispered Terence. And to his immense delight, I instructed him although my experience was to say the least limited to reading Doctor Roy Stevenson's fascinating manual on les affaires d'amour. I let my tongue travel down the length of her velvety body, lingering briefly at her belly button before sliding down to her thighs. I was still in a kneeling position when I parted the curly thatch of dark hair to reveal her damp, inviting slit. As I worked my face down into the cleft between her thighs, I could not help but notice how appealing her pussey looked and how delicate was the faint aroma that drifted towards my nose. By this time, I was now down on my stomach, between her legs, with one hand under her gorgeous bottom to provide a little elevation and the other reaching around her thigh so that I was able to spread her pussey lips with my thumb and middle finger. I placed my lips over her swollen clitty and sucked it into my mouth, where the tip of my tongue began to explore it from all directions. I could feel it grow larger as her legs wiggled and twitched up and down along the side of my body. More by luck than judgement, if truth be told, I found the base of her clitty, and began to twirl my tongue around it. As I flicked it up and down rapidly, she became very excited and I discovered that the faster I vibrated my tongue, the more of a reaction I wrenched out of her, a valuable lesson to both Terence and myself and one that we never forgot in our many muff-diving expeditions in later life. Meanwhile we had not noticed that Alice had returned with the pillows and, in a mock serious voice, she said: 'I see that you have begun the game without waiting for me! Well, boys, I think I'd like to wait a while as far as you two are concerned because I want your cocks to be as big as possible when I give you both something to think about! 'Meanwhile, Charlotte and I will give you a little exhibition that will show you that despite what you may have been told, we girls can enjoy ourselves even when there are no pricks around. Shall we do that, Charlotte?' The younger girl nodded her assent and Alice began to undress. First she unbuttoned the little mother of pearl buttons on her tightly stretched blouse revealing her large breasts with their quivering hard nipples that were soon exposed in their glorious nakedness. Then she slipped off her shoes and stockings and as she rolled down her skirt, we saw that she was wearing no underwear. I saw Terence's cock rise as she bared her delicious bum cheeks in front of him. I was equally excited by her titties and the thatch of blonde hair that barely covered her prominent pussey lips, which she stroked lasciviously, saying to Charlotte: 'You've been a naughty girl, Charlotte. You know what happens to naughty girls, don't you? 'Yes, Alice,' said Charlotte meekly, rolling her lovely naked body over towards Alice and finishing on her belly, exposing her luscious bum-cheeks to us all. To my surprise, Alice began to smack Charlotte's beautiful bottom, lightly but quickly as Charlotte cried out: 'Oooh! Ooooh! Alice! Mercy, mercy! No more, I beg of you, please, enough now, finish me off, please finish me off!' as she winced and wriggled as her skin turned from milk white to a rosy pink. 'All in good time,' said Alice, continuing her chastisement of Charlotte's bum. 'You deserve this and besides, I love to see your lovely arse change colour. It should always be this fine shade of pink and I just adore the way your cheeks jiggle as I slap them!' But in the end she relented and I passed Alice a pillow so that Charlotte could lie back with her tingling bum resting on something softer than the mossy ground. Alice knelt between Charlotte's legs and my cock stiffened perceptively as she began to slowly lick the inside of the young girl's thighs with sensuous, unhurried movements. Charlotte was now totally aroused as she pulled Alice's face downwards, ramming it between her long legs. Charlotte lay back with her legs high in the air as Alice muzzled and slurped the love-juice that was now pouring from Charlotte's cunney. 'Oh, Alice, you are the best clitty sucker in the world!' cried Charlotte. 'You make me wild with desire.