Responding haplessly and with a glorious sense of fire in his loins, Mabel's cousin assisted in the gentle back-and-forth motions of his cock within her warm moist mouth, his eyes half closing as the most delirious of sensations overcame him. Mabel then, too, closed her eyes as if she did not wish to see what was actually happening, though the bulbous soothing of the nose of Hugh's cock over her tongue was beginning more and more to excite her.
Implacably and pleasurably, Vanessa listened to the groans of Hugh, for while part of her still held a desire to submit to the male, she took even greater joy in causing them to weaken themselves by their emissions, which she considered a great failure on the part of the male apparatus, being able herself-like many passionate women-to come many times in abundance and thereafter being ready for more.
His knees were quivering, she saw. That was a good sign.
'Suck, Mabel!' she commanded. 'Draw your cheeks in'.
Mabel gulped and obeyed. She had heard that a thick creamy fluid came out of a man's cock, but she had never seen it-nor even had she seen an erect penis before.
'I am going to release your nose now, Mabel, but do not withdraw your mouth, dear, for your cousin is about to fill it with his sperm', she heard, and with relief felt the firm pinching of her nostrils cease, though hardly two or three seconds passed then before Hugh loosed his violent emission. Still having one finger curled around the base of his tool, Vanessa knowingly felt the increased throbbing and with equal anticipation cast her free hand behind Mabel's head to hold it still while the gruelly substance jetted and splashed over her tongue and in part down her throat, causing her to gurgle.
Hugh's cock then becoming more thickly oiled, he was able to move it faster and did so as more spurts succeeded until at last the drooping head popped out of Mabel's mouth, brushed her chin, and sank a little.
For Vanessa, the young male was finished with for the nonce, but Mabel was not. As Hugh moved weakly aside and collapsed in a sitting posture on the end of the couch, so the young woman cast herself upon Mabel and bore her back with her head upon the single cushion.
'Oooh-wer!' gasped Mabel (rather thickly, it must be said), for the assault was as unexpected as had been the first event and Vanessa's hands were already sweeping up her light summer dress and finding to her delight that the girl wore split drawers. Hence Mabel's plump young quim received an immediate tickling which made her bottom bounce amourously. Vanessa's tongue plunged into her mouth, thus giving her the strange but exciting taste with which Mabel's tongue was coated.
'Do not think-just do. Draw up my dress and feel me, too', Vanessa murmured hotly in between the lips of Mabel who then-receiving such a permission as she never had before and finding herself more eager as each moment passed-groped, felt and found. Her soft fingertips caressed first the tight bands of Vanessa's stockings, then the creamy, silky flesh above, then found the richer curves of the young woman's bottom which, unlike Mabel's, was not sheathed.
Goggle-eyed and almost falling off the end of the couch, Hugh watched the couple in a dreamy fashion; for he was beginning to believe that all was a dream and that by no stretch of the imagination could he ever have seen his voluptuous Mama with her drawers off as well and his cousin's prick between her bottom cheeks.
Even so, he idly groped-groped a hand that grew ever greedier and to Mabel's mingled dismay and excitement touched her own fingers as they roamed the rolling hemispheres that Vanessa now betrayed to Hugh's searching eyes.
'Both of you, yes!' came Vanessa's cry. 'Play with my cunny, Hugh, while Mabel tickles up my bottomhole-oh yes!'
A greater fervour seizing her, Vanessa blindly sought both their hands and placed them where she wanted them while Hugh already felt a renewed tingling in the sperm-smeared head of his knob. That which he found was furry, plump and had two rolled lips into which his finger amateurishly slipped. Her lessons well learned from Mary, Vanessa thereupon forced apart the gap in Mabel's drawers the more and brought her quim to rub against the girl's.
Mabel moaned in delight. Her lips opened more to accept Vanessa's passionate kisses. Encouraged by the lifting motions of Vanessa's hands under her thighs, she ringed the young woman's waist with her crossed calves and heaved and squirmed and sobbed until delicious, creamy rivulets coursed from both their cunts while Hugh-ignored and almost bereft-could do naught in his naivete other than fondle and kiss Vanessa's heaving bottom cheeks as well as he could.
'How long have we been here? Oh, my goodness-the others-they will wonder where we are', came Mabel's soft, satisfied murmur long moments later.
'Perhaps, yes', Vanessa replied thoughtfully while Hugh still sat like one at a party who is not sure whether he has been invited or not.
Thereupon all restored order while Hugh cast lingering glances at both their shapely legs before they were duly covered.
'Really, I have never done such a thing before', Mabel said suddenly and could scarce look her cousin in the eyes.
'Then more's the pity that you have not, my pets, but you are ready to again, at the least. As to you, Hugh, you will not berate nor embarrass your Mama, I trust, for the dear lady was only doing what we all wish to. No, on reflection, I am sure you would be too timid to mention it, the which is a pity, for you must not be too backward in addressing yourselves to ladies. Indeed you might be a comfort to her yourself, did you but know it. But come', went on Vanessa before the pair could find reply to her bold proclamation, 'we must not dally, as you said. The scenes of pleasure will be over in the house by now, though even so we should tread carefully and not allow ourselves to be seen'.
'Shall you call on us, perhaps?' Mabel asked timidly, for very much like Vanessa-though she could not have guessed it-a whole new world had opened up to her.
'I may. Yes, I believe I will. I will leave my carte de visile in a day or two at least', Vanessa replied with caution, for she had other things, too, on her mind. Reggie had already confessed to her the Vicar's intentions in respect of other young ladies and had even had forced from him by both his sister and Mary the role that he was intended to play therein.
'You will do nothing save what I intend you to, Reginald', Vanessa had said with such hauteur as befitted the times when he was being berated or taught a further lesson. 'You may, of course, be accorded certain benefits. As to that we shall have to see', she had concluded. Her affair with the Vicar was not yet finished, she had decided, for-taking a feather from her brother's cap, as it were-it had occurred to her that such girls as the Rev. Jubstone might lure into his private sanctum would be of as much use to her as to himself.
But at the least now, Vanessa had taken her second most important step in her new life by commencing the induction of two young people who would now come under her wing if she wished them to. Hence Vanessa privately decided, upon taking her farewell of Mabel and Hugh, to indeed make a call and therewith the closer acquaintance of the latter's lubricious Mama, who, she had good cause to consider, was less discreet than herself.
As for Hugh, he had great cause now to scowl at his cousins and wished to, but made as much effort as he could to put on a good front. Margaret herself, being in a slight state of conscience at the way she had had to manoeuvre events, observed her son's unease and wondered what could have brought it about, for he was wont normally to lark and tumble with Frank and George.