He had told Debora to betake herself to his room on the following evening. She had to undress and go to bed as if she were in her own apartment. A little later he would come upstairs.
I had to undress in my own room and to join the count, as he entered his bedroom.
If Debora made any objections on seeing me, he would tell her, that he had taken to my young charms to revenge himself for her unfaithfulness, which he had known of for a long time; her bother-in-law being his intimate friend had told him every thing.
His prick was still my cunt when he had finished developing his scheme; it very quickly got to full stand and we had most delicious fuck before parting.
The next evening every thing was carried out as planned. The count took me to his room, when Debora was already in bed. After a somewhat moved introductory scene, we got a splendid night. Debora was at first jealous and rather afraid of being dethroned in a pecuniary point of view, but the count very soon recomforted her, and we became excellent friends.
— Look, said the count, raising my long nightgown in front, look what a sweet little cunt, I am sure you can't resist to apply your lips to it.
He had drawn me to the bed saying so and Debora then pulled me down on her knees and pressed her mouth to my quim. She soon got her tongue inside the lips and licked me so skilfully, that I spent in a minute.
To stand a calm spectator of so much voluptuousness was beyond the power of our lascivious count. His pego had got terribly excited. Drawing aside his night-shirt, he said:
— My dear Debora, I am sure you are longing to see my long cock in this delicious fresh cunt, so let me sacrifice at once to its juicy charms. Lay down under her and offer up your sweet goldenhaired mount to her skilful manipulations. She will gamahuche you with art and you can suck her clitoris in return and at the same time see my long, thick prick close above your eyes, stretching her tight little cunt and working in and out vigorously. You may tickle my balls and act postilion to my bumhole too, if you like.
We both approved of his proposal, so arranging our relative positions, we ran a course of the most luxurious and salacious enjoyment imaginable.
I was wild with lust. I wanted to see the count in Debora's most beautiful, vermilion slit, its pouting lips surrounded by a profusion of thick golden curls. But the count replied smiling, that he was lazy, however Debora, he knew, was quite able to help herself, if she chose to do so.
The were lying beside one another on the bed and according to my wish had stripped off their night-dresses. Debora passed her fingers gently over his prick, which had the instant effect of raising it into the fullest vigour. She had a special art in doing so; she seemed scarcely to touch it but drew her fingers along its length from foot to head, with a delicacy of touch, I never have been able to equal.
As soon as her magic touch had brought him up to bursting point, she threw a leg over him, and raising he body guided his prick to the wanton lips of her exquisite cunt which were longing for him. She sunk slowly down on his stiff shaft till their hair was crushed beneath her weight and nothing more could be engulfed. She winced with delight and grinned in a peculiar way to him, has a first stream of her boiling spunk inundated his delighted weapon.
I was standing beside the bed to have a full view of the libidous act; the sight was too much for me; I felt a singular thrilling in my cunt, pressed my thighs together and put my hand over it to make the funny sensation stop; but I was not quick enough, a torrent of Love's liquor spouted down my thighs wetting my hand, legs and feet with a creamy, slimy liquid. I never knew I had such a well-spring in my cunt and was so frightened, that I quite forget the couple on the bed. I took a towel, wiped up the carpet and dried my legs, buttocks and quim. I then returned to the count and Debora.
The latter again rose, until the edge of his nut showed itself at the mouth of her cunt and then, as slowly, sheathed it again. She continued this exquisite movement for some time to their evident, mutual enjoyment and then fell down on his belly telling him to pass his arm round her bottom and finger her buttocks and bumhole. She glued her lips to his, their tongues interlaced and shot in and out of their lustful mouths. Their movements became fast and furious, till they lost themselves in all the luxury of the grand crisis. They lay entranced in erotic ecstasy and satisfied lust. I crept to their side and greedily licked up every drop of their discharge. When they recovered their senses, she lay down beside him, cuddling him most closely, chattering and prattling lovingly. I continued licking and fondling their respective private parts, till they were quite clean and then joined the conversation.
The count was discussing the means to set about a great orgie. Having arranged all with Debora we had another combinated fuck and managed to spend all together, after which we fell asleep then and there in one another's arms.
In the night I awoke once and finding it rather cold in spite of the current of heat from the warming apparatus I gently covered up my dear partners. Debora slept fast and noticed nothing, but the count woke and «in his gratitude for my kindness» as he said, poured-in the good old fashioned way- some drops of his Life's essence into my ever thirsty cunt and then feel asleep again his head on my bosom.
We awoke rather late in the morning, but having the whole upper story quite to ourselves, this did not prevent a last libidous encounter.
The count fetched an instrument in his chest of drawers, the like of which I had never seen. It was a dildoe of the most perfect sort. From a stomacher of India rubber, covered with black curly hair stood forth a perfectly shaped and painted prick with balls below, an exact model of the count's glorious stiff member. He handed it to Debora, who swiftly fastened it to her belly by silk strings around her waist and round each thigh. Thus fastened the artificial prick stood boldly forth from among the curls of the stomacher and the balls hang naturally between her thighs. She dipped the head of the prick into a jug of boiling soap and water and then declared herself ready for action.
Then she lay down on her back on the bed, from which we had removed all the blankets; a cushion was put under her arse. The count then told me to straddle over her and to impale myself on the artificial prick, as I had seen her do on his real one the previous evening. Then he spit on his prick and with some difficulty, but without great pain introduced it into my rear entrance. I enjoyed a most salacious and voluptuous fuck and spent in perfect rapture of lubricity and lust as the count cried «now» and I felt a warm liquid jetting into both entrances.
Our passions were soon reawakened and we changed our positions. Debora rid herself of the dildo which was next attached to my belly. The count lying reversed on her, his prick in her mouth, gamahuched and sucked her clitoris while he postilloned her smaller orifice with two fingers. I got upon the count's back and fucked his bumhole with my artificial member, while Debora applied a smaller, single hand one to my rear entrance. We drew out our enjoyment in the most salacious and voluptuous manner, till at length the ecstatic moment seized us all together, with such an excess of wild enjoyment, that we poured into or upon each other whole torrents of hot boiling sperm and with screams of almost agonized delight sank insensible into a confused heap of naked forms.
After this we got up and half an hour later, met in the dining room for breakfast, as if nothing had happened.
Here the Doctor interrupted Mary's tale, observing that it was half past nine o'clock and just the proper time to go to bed.
— Besides, added he, your story has been so exciting that my cock is actually bursting with lust and really can't stand it any longer.