Part IX

Alice’s Tale

I left my room when I thought the house was quiet, but as I crept along the corridor I saw a light coming. I ducked into a little alcove as my father walked by, no doubt doing a last check that all was secure. My heart was beating in my chest lest I be discovered, for what could I then say? But he saw me not, so all was well. I slipped into Willie’s room, to find him lying on his bed, quite naked, his pego stiff already. The lamp was placed so that it cast a shadow of his lovely cock on the wall, magnified several times. “How would you like one that large?” jested Willie.

“I love yours just the way it is,” I declared, going on my knees by the side of the bed and taking him in my mouth. This was just a little preliminary toying for I wanted to feel him inside me. I climbed up on the bed, first presenting my cunny to him so he could moisten me well with saliva, just like the first time he fucked me. Then I straddled him, full of delight as he penetrated me, for as you know dear his cock is somewhat bigger than Frederick’s. As I began to ride him he lifted my nightdress off me, “For I want to glory in your sweet little bubbies,” said he.

I lifted myself so that the head of his cock protruded almost wholly out of me, and then pushed down on him. This stimulation soon brought on his crisis and he began to spend. I had a fancy to see him shoot and so I held his spouting cock against my pussey and the hot sperm jetted over my belly and breasts, even to my chin. I fell forward, kissing him with passion, smearing the sperm across both our bodies. As I had not spent yet he bid me sit over his mouth so that he could gamahuche me.

I began in the forward-facing position, my hands on his shoulders for support, but after a few delightful moments of his tongue working in me I turned round so that I could work his pendent pego back to life. Caressing the shaft, nibbling the head and tickling the balls soon woke the steed from its slumbers. I shifted my position on his mouth a little, bringing my arsehole to his tongue, sighing in delight as he began pushing the tip into the sphincter. I am sure you can imagine my plan, dear Beatrice - indeed yes, another taste of that obscene delight that Frederick gave me. I was ready, and placed myself on hands and knees, begging William to enter me. He did not take my hint, I fear, for he took me in the more legitimate path of love; and indeed so delicious was the feeling of his ready cock filling my pussey I was tempted to enjoy the whole course so. But - no - I wanted the more extreme delight - and so reaching behind me I took his shaft in my fingers and directed the tip to my bottom-hole. “Miss Alice, are you sure? You are delicately made there, and I do not want to hurt you,” he said.

“Push on, dear Willie,” I replied. “Do you forget that when you first fucked me the pain was no barrier to my seeking fulfilment?”

Ah, to feel the big head of his cock push into my narrow tunnel, indeed it stung and I felt quite queer. “Pause a while, Willie,” I asked the butler. I could feel my anus gaping wide, stretched by the intruding instrument, but after a few moments the discomfort eased. “Press on, my love,” I instructed, and I felt his belly against my buttocks as his cock glided fully into me. He began to caress my clitoris and, as my amorous feelings grew, slowly moved in and out of me.

“Ah, Miss Alice, your bottom is warm and loving and so deliciously tight,” said my lover. “Do you like my cock inside you?” - I moaned an affirmative - “Of course you do,” said he, indulging in his penchant for obscene talk. “You like me buggering you, little one, my cock in your sweet tight bottom- hole. Just th*****n years old and you have had me in every orifice of your body, what a bad little girl you are, so wicked!” he murmured. His rude talk excited us both to higher passions - “Ah, fuck, yes, fuck, bugger - bugger,” grunted William but all I could do was moan at the monster so nobly plunging in and out of me.

“Let us try a different position,” said William, withdrawing his pego from me. “Sit in my lap, dear girl.” I did so, facing him, whereupon he placed his hands on my buttocks, spread them wide, and once more eased his cock into my fundament. Pressing his lips to mine with grand ardour, he gently lifted me up and down on the probing instrument. Ah! Somehow his cock seemed to reach even deeper into me in this position. Pushing my torso a little away from him, he stooped to bring his mouth to my bubbies, licking and kissing them in rapture. I spent in an agony of delight and the contractions of my bowels thus prompted brought Willie to the crisis as well. Dear Beatrice, I swear I could feel each throb and spurt of his lovely penis as it discharged its tribute to Venus deep into my loving bowels. What a wonderful fuck - buggering, I should say - it was!

As Willie’s cock softened, the contractions of my bottom squeezed him out. I stooped to take the lovely author of my joys into my mouth, all soiled and reeking as it was, embracing the sheer depravity of the act. We cuddled and kissed in the lovely afterglow of our delicious spending. Willie whispered in my ear, “That is something the cock never does to the poor hens, little Alice!” How I laughed at his little joke, dearest Beatrice. After a little more kissing and toying I bade goodnight to my willing lover and crept back to my bed, sleeping the sleep of the truly just - those who have been well fucked!

Pressing me to her so our soft breasts rubbed at each other through the silk of our night-gowns, Alice gave my bottom a salacious squeeze and said, “And you have yet to have a cock here, my dear ... how I would like to see a man operate upon you in that way.” I blushed a little and called her a wicked minx, and that brought our little tte-ˆ-tte to an end.

The day proved to be a glorious one, and Frederick declared it was perfect weather for a picnic. He made a pretence of inviting his parents, and to his obvious pleasure they declined. Thus it was that Old Adam drove our little party - being Alice and Frederick, William and Lucy, and of course your loving Beatrice. Fred directed the driver to take us to a hilltop about three miles from the house, where we should eat and then enjoy the walk home. Easily done; Adam took us to the spot and helped us carry the blankets and hampers and other accoutrements to a nearby forest clearing that Fred had chosen for the meal. Frederick then dismissed the driver, reminding him to return the next day to collect the various items for we did not want to be encumbered in our peregrination back to the house.

The glade was indeed a lovely spot, surrounded by spreading oaks dappled with sunlight. William laid the blankets and Lucy prepared the food, and as we ate and drank we talked of innocent things - Frederick of his progress at school, Lucy of her recent trip home, Mr. William of his experiences in Biarritz (his wholesome experiences, I mean you to understand) and so on. But under this easy chatter ran an electric current of anticipation, and it seemed as if each eye was glorying in the bodies surrounding it.

Withdrawing a bottle of fizz (the precursor to so many of our revels) Frederick stood. “Let us be free,” said he, “and have no secrets. We know how things stand between us, but notwithstanding our varied pleasures we have not yet had a grand encounter. Let us repair that oversight, and all delight in each other’s charms.”

“I shall be Master of Ceremonies,” he continued. “And to begin I would like to see you, dear Mr. William, take Lucy.” Alice and I clapped in delight at this and William nodded his head in acceptance of the task. Beckoning the willing maid to him, he began to kiss her lovingly, making sure we spectators could see their tongues entwining. Soon the maid’s uniform was at her feet, her fine body exposed to us. Mr William shed his clothes too, his prick stiff and ready for its duty. Laying Lucy on the blanket he placed himself over her and brought his cock to the charge. The lusty maid was already inflamed with desire and eagerly received his noble tool. I crawled closer to watch as he plunged in and out of her while Alice began to kiss Lucy’s mouth, sucking her tongue and fondling her proud breasts. Frederick stood looking on, his prick released from his breeches, stiff at the appealing scene.

This was just a preliminary fuck to begin the revel and it was not many moments before Mr. William let out a gasp - “I spend!” said he, withdrawing from her pussey to spray his sperm across her belly and breasts. Alice and I eagerly licked up the pearly strands, before each giving Lucy a loving kiss.

“Dear sister,” said Fred to Alice, “I yield the gavel to you. You shall pick what you would like to see next.”

“Ah, Fred, how kind,” said the girl, a sparkle in her eye. “I choose you to fuck dear Beatrice.”

It was just what I would have had her say, and I patted the blanket to indicate Fred lay down beside me. His prick was still standing proud from his breeches, and I caressed it in my fingers as he kissed my face and neck, sucked my tongue, and began to undress me. I was in a ferment of excitement as he stroked and fondled my bubbies. Alice, William and Lucy observed in delight as Frederick and I undressed each other fully. Fred lay back on the blanket, beckoning me to straddle him. Easing his cock into my longing snatch I rode a fine St. George upon him.

I was eager for him to spend and give me the libation of love for which I was longing, but Alice had other ideas. Placing a hand on my shoulder to stop my motions upon her brother, she told me to lie over Fred reversed and embark on a mutual gamahuche. No soon said than done, and I took Fred’s lovely cock into my mouth as his tongue laved my pussey. I felt a finger at my bottom-hole and craning my head back I saw it was Alice trying to invade my arsehole. As always it was a little painful to have anything penetrate my smaller hole, but such was my lust the pain only added stimulation. I continued to kiss and caress Fred’s pego, hard as marble.