'Uncle Jack!. . Oh, Uncle Jack!. . ' sighed Evelyn, overcome with confusion.
'Yes, now I'm ready!' I cried.
'Well! Your naughty finger is in the tight little back entrance!. . '
'You are right,' I said, slowly withdrawing my finger and allowing Evelyn to rise.
'I'm beginning to understand you,' said Rose. 'See, young ladies, if soixante-neuf isn't a powerful caress since the mere idea that he is going to take part in it makes his devil begin to raise his head at once!. . '
As a matter of fact it was not only the idea of the caress in prospect but also of that in retrospect. I could not remain insensible to the subtle charm of the little game which I had just played with Evelyn.
I arranged some cushions on the floor and stretched myself comfortably on them on my back.
Evelyn then took up her position in accordance with Rose's instructions.
She was resting lightly on her knees right across my chest with her belly bent down and pressed closely to mine. My parts were thus most conveniently placed for the action both of her hands and lips, while, owing to the wide stretch of her legs, my face was plunged between her thighs and the well-opened cheeks of her bottom A little wriggle on her part and I felt her sweet cunny pressed upon my lips. Then I felt my prick buried in her soft mouth which at once began to work up and down, while her now skilful fingers tickled under my balls and the surrounding neighbourhood in the most delightful fashion.
I returned her attentions in my very best style. My tongue travelled up and down, in and out of the virgin lips and my hands fondled and patted the beautiful globes placed just above my eyes.
Floods of pleasure passed through me and I was beginning to feel that I should not much longer be able to restrain the bursting of the dykes, when, in answer to a brisk attack on her little clitoris, I felt the darling tremble and then stiffen and a stream of love-juice bathed my lips and face.
The violence of her love-fit, thus experienced for the fourth time that afternoon, caused her to withdraw her lips from my tool, and just in time to save my own eruption.
Rose at once lifted the panting girl off me and placed her on a chair to rest. Then stooping over me she examined the state of my devil and said, 'You are not quite ready, Miss Nora must complete the work which her young friend has so well begun. Come, Miss Nora. . No, wait one moment while I just pass a sponge over this prick which you will very soon be able to bring to a fine condition.' She hastened to perform this necessary task and at the same time handed me a towel with which I removed the very evident traces of Evelyn's recent emotion.
'Now, Nora darling!' I said, 'it's for you to complete the work.'
In a moment she was in position.
I have not the slightest hesitation in saying that each of us did our very best to make it as pleasant as possible for the other, each, I believe, was entirely bent on subjecting the other to the very acme of love-making.
So delightfully did she suck me that I am certain she was hoping to make me come in her mouth, for she had placed her hands under my bottom and as she felt the cheeks stiffen her lips and tongue become more active as if she knew that her desire was about to be fulfilled. And I only just managed to avert the catastrophe.
And if I was roused to the highest pitch of pleasure, so was my little partner: suddenly her fountains were opened and she too knew, for the fourth time like Evelyn, the pleasure of a luscious spend.
Immediately Rose, who was keenly on the watch and who knew that now I must be in perfect condition for her purpose, pulled the dear child off me and pushed her into an armchair.
'And now,' said she with undisguised joy, 'it's my turn. Monsieur Quatrefois, you must justify your name, mustn't you?'
'I'll do my very best, my pretty Rose,' I said; 'and if I don't succeed with you I should not be able to do so with anyone, for you have everything to please me and make me happy!'
CHAPTER EIGHT: Three Stories — Three Victories!
We did not take the trouble to go into another room where there was a bed. We could manage very well where we were.
In a moment Rose had stripped herself as naked as the rest of us.
Two cushions, to the right and left, those on which we had just performed our delightful soixante-neuf, served as seats for Evelyn and Nora.
'Come and sit here,' I said to them. 'You will be quite close to us and will be able to see even better than in the cinema-room how the devil is put into hell!'
They were evidently highly excited at the idea of what they were about to witness.
'Oh! How amusing it will be. I shall watch as closely as ever I can!' said Evelyn.
'And may we feel?' asked Nora.
'Certainly!' I said. 'And if by chance you notice any momentary weakening on the part of the devil, don't hesitate to rouse him by any means in your power; you pretty well know how to do that now, I think!'
'That will be capital,' said Rose. 'And for our part we'll do our best to put in practice all the instructions we have given. . But as we are now concerned with the matter of the devil in hell, we will try to make three stories of it; that will not be beyond your powers, Monsieur Quatrefois?'
'I will do my best, my pretty one!'
'The first. . then: we will represent it in the most ordinary manner. Get up, lazy one, and let me take your place. You shall have the honour of mounting me.'
She took my place, settling herself comfortably with one cushion under her head, another under her back and a third under her bottom.
Rose, as will easily be imagined, was a charming specimen of Parisian beauty. She was dark, with great big eyes, cheeks as red and soft as the skin of a peach, a small rosy mouth and a pretty little nose. Her breasts were firm and well developed and beautifully tipped with pink rosebuds which at this moment were standing as stiff as little pricks. Her waist was small and her thighs and bottom really magnificent-I had chosen her as my special “friend” on account of their splendour- while her feet and hands were worthy of a duchess. I was always delighted to be with her, for her whims and manners were most attractive and she had a peculiarly charming way both of giving and- what to me is equally important-of receiving pleasure.
She opened her thighs; I knelt between them and then stretched myself along her belly, as I did so she placed one arm round my waist and with her other hand began to stroke and pat my bottom, encouraging me to the attack. Very slowly, so that my two little flappers might see every detail of the operation, I thrust my devil into the delightful hell which was so conveniently placed to receive him.
Immediately Rose folded her legs across mine and gripped me more tightly. Her pretty mouth took possession of mine, her hands clasped my bottom and I slipped mine under hers in order to press her more closely to me. Her hips began to undulate, inviting me to a similar movement, and for a moment we rubbed ourselves together as if we had desired to form but one body. As her pleasure rose she plunged her hot little tongue into my mouth and seemed to be trying to suck my very life from me.
'Now, do it!' she said suddenly with intense passion.
I saw that she was ready and I began to fuck her at once. Slowly at first, and by degrees more rapidly, my bottom rose and fell with firm and steady thrusts.
Suddenly Rose arched up her loins and seemed to support herself only on her bottom and head, her nails dug themselves into my stiffly contracted cheeks and with panting sobs and sighs she spent and spent and spent while, at the same moment, I poured into her a perfect torrent of my love-juice.
For a short time we lay motionless, panting in one another's arms, then I raised myself on my knees.
My prick was still in full erection: a great drop of seed issued from its head and fell upon the carpet.