Chapter 12
There began a happy time for the four of us. It's amazing how many combinations for making love there are when four people are at it. We pulled two beds close together and so formed an immense area where all kinds of evolutions were possible.
Gerty prefered that my aunt and myself make love with my father. "It's much more exciting for a man to fuck his own sister and daughter than a stranger," she would say.
I had to admit that she was right. When my father was on top of me with his huge knobby prick deep into me, I'd be watching out of the corner of my eye Gerty and Hilda playing with each other's tits or having their snaky tongues deep into each other's cunt. This sight excited me so much that I'd usually come quicker than I would have liked to, and with such violence that my father would cry out with pleasurable pain.
I'd cry out: "Oh, you dirty pervert! Aren't you ashamed of yourself, screwing your own daughter... filling up her juicy twatt with your nasty prick... with your sister playing the lesbian right beside you. Gome on! Fuck me, you son oœ a bitch! Fuck me till the stuff runs out of my ears!"
My father would pant: "I know I'm disgusting, but you're the filthiest whore I know... You're your father's daughter."
Then I'd push him away, grab my aunt by her big tits and throw her and my father together.
Then Gerty and I would, trembling fall in each other's arms. We derived the greatest pleasure from the fact that my father and my aunt were doing all sorts of strange things right next to us.
But Gerty and I were lovers in the true sense of the word. Whatever enjoyment I got out of sleeping with my blood relatives was the result of my perversity. It was purely cerebral. But whenever Gerty and I made love, I was happy to give her pleasure and, I am sure, she felt the same way with me.
Therefore, whenever Gerty and I were alone together, we would discuss my father and Hilda with complete frankness and excited ourselves with projects to make them sink even deeper into sexual depravity. It was like this that Gerty suggested to me that we take Hilda with us to the house of assigns lion. I fell on Gerty's neck delightedly.
"Of course, darling, let's do it! We'll get her to do all sorts of things, while we'll be in the closet next to her room, make love and watch her with the North Africans!"
Gerty and I waited till next morning until my father had to leave for the office. As soon as he had left, we were on either side of Hilda, teasing her, exciting her, kissing her, sucking the nippies of her big flabby tits until they stood up in the air. My aunt laughed and pretended to light us off. But we could see that she was getting hotter and hotter. Finally Gerty got down between her thighs and started touguing her palpitating cunt. Meanwhile I was kissing and licking her ears and was whispering to her:
"Aunt darling, you're such an attractive woman. I wish I could do something to make you really happy!"
"Oh, I'm so happy already in this family, with my brother's big prick inside of me every night and with you two adorable creatures lapping my cunt and playing with it!"
I insisted: "But aunt dearest, wouldn't you like just once to have big black pricks in you, one after another? Wouldn't you like to suck h monstrous prick while another one was fucking you in the asshole? Wouldn't you, darling?"
Meanwhile, Gerty was intensifying her tongue action. But every time that Hilda showed signs of being ready to come, she would withdraw her tongue and simply run her tongue up and down my aunt's legs and thighs. Hilda was getting crazy with excitement.
"What are you suggesting to me, Lucy?" she cried. "Have you no shame? Would you have your aunt make love with North Africans?"
"Why not, darling? Is that worse than making love with your own brother and your niece? Gerty and I would take you to such a nice place, where they only let in niggers with big cocks. No one will ever know that you were there. The niggers don't know who you are. Why don't you let yourself go just once? Gerty and I will keep you company..."
Hilda was threshing around like a madwoman. "For Christ's sake, let me come, Gerty! You're torturing me!"
But Gerty left off lapping her cunt* which was heaving and contracting and started whispering in Hilda's ear:
"I'll make you come, you bitch, if you do what Lucy telle you to do. It's a shame to have such a sexy body as you have and not use it to the fullest. I'll make you come only if you promise to go with me and Lucy to this house and do everything they want you to do there."
"I'll promise anything," moaned my aunt. "Only please let me come quick. My cunt is on fire! I'm burning up!"
But Gerty was not yet satisfied. I could see that she was enjoying seeing my aunt suffer.
Holding on to Hilda's hands, so that she could not masturbate herself, she whispered fiercely: "You'll do everything that the North Africans want to do? In the asshole?"
"Yes, oh yes," Hilda maoned, "anything you say... only make me come... let me come..."
"Say how you want it you bitch," hissed Gerty.
"I want it in the asshole..."
"No! That's not good enough. Say that you want their dirty black pricks in your asshole!"
"I want their dirty, big, black pricks in my asshole," cried Hilda.
I was terribly excited by this time. The moment Hilda said that I threw myself upon her and stuck my finger in her dilated ass hole. As for Gerty, she started masturbating my aunt furiously. It didn't take Hilda long to come under such treatment, I can tell you.
Gerty and I gave my aunt a few minutes rest and then began to excite her again, without letting her come. After that, she would have taken on the devil himself.
Early in the afternoon we three took a taxi to the house of assignation. Hilda sat between us. We were not taking any chances of her escaping us at the last moment. At one point, Gerty pretended that she dropped some money on the floor, got to her knees on the floor of the taxi and, quickly spreading my aunt's thighs apart, stuck her quickly darting tongue into my aunt's cunt's. Hilda let out a stifled cry, while I let out a squeal of delight.
"Anything the matter back there?" asked the driver.
"Not a thing," I replied quickly. "My aunt is feeling slightly faint but it's not serious. Keep on going."
The driver paid no further attention to us. Gerty kept her little game up until my aunt began to pant and move around. Then Gerty quit, leaving, my aunt's cunt on fire. She just could not wait until we came to the house of assignation.
The same woman who greeted us on our previous trip w,as at the counter of the sordid bar.
"Well, Gerty, it's a long time since I last saw you!" They embraced warmly.
The woman said to me: "I remember you, my dear. You were with Gerty last time. I was hoping that our entertainment would please you sufficiently so that you would return."
"Well, many things have happened since then... But I had a wonderful time and I'm glad to be back."
The woman seemed pleased with my compliment: "And who is that sad-looking bitch?" she asked Gerty, pointing at Hilda.
Gerty laughed, and there was something cruel in her laugh. Strangely enough, I felt a thrill go through me. Hilda just stood there, looking downward. I am sure that she was afraid. After all, she always led a sheltered life, and this bordel was something new to her.
Gerty said: "This bitch is my lovely young girl-friend's aunt. She's the most vicious, the most depraved woman that even you have ever seen. She wants everything done to her... Men one after another, two at a time... women on top of her... everything that you can imagine. Fix her up, eh?"
Hilda's cheeks were afire. She wanted to protest, but I grabbed her by the tits 'and drew her toward me. I kissed her fervently and she forgot everything else in my embrace.
The woman laughed tolerantly: "The niece seems to like her aunt! I suppose you and that lovely young thing want to see what is being done to the aunt and make love to each other. Right?"
"Right!" said Gertie.
"Fine! HI put the aunt in room number 14 and you take the closet next to it. Do you think the old bitch can take Japanese love?"
"Sure," said Gertie, "the old bag will take anything that's given to her. She's got a lot of time to make up."
I did not know what Japanese love was, but I was sure that it was something out of the ordinary. Therefore, it was with great eagerness that I followed Gerty and Hilda into the corridor. My aunt was trembling, but I did not feel in the least bit sorry for her. After all, they were not going to kill her, so why should I have any pity for her?
"We pushed Hilda into room number 14, and quickly got into the closet next door. We were watching Hilda through the mirror wondering what was going to happen to her.
We started playing with ourselves. My God, how good it felt, when we could see Hilda standing there, more dead than alive, not daring even to sit down on the bed.
We were a little disappointed when we saw that the first person to enter Hilda's room was none other than the fat woman we saw last time, taking her pleasure with an adolescent. However, we were wrong in feeling disappointed.
The fat woman pushed the unresisting Hilda onto the bed. She then undressed quickly and, in turn, undressed my aunt, leaving her only her shoes and stockings. We could 6ee Hilda's lips moving and we guessed that she was begging the fat woman not to do anything to her. I guess Gerty and I are kind of sadistic, because we felt no pity for Hilda. On the contrary, the situation excited us even more!
The fat woman threw herself on top of Hilda with more agility than we would have given her credit for, and began to stick her tongue into Hilda's cunt vigorously. We could see after a while, by the way Hilda was throwing her heavy legs around, that this did not displease her.
All of a sudden, the fat woman got up and clapped her enormous buttocks to Hilda's fare. She put her massive hands on Hilda's thighs and her great bulk kept my aunt from throwing her off. We could see that Hilda was threshing furiously, as if she were trying to get off the bed, and we could not understand why. After all, my aunt was well used to sucking women off!
We understood as soon as the fat woman got off Hilda. My aunt was gasping for breath and two trickles of piss were running down the corners of her mouth. And she must have swallowed a great deal of piss besides!
Laughing like crazy, Gerty and I threw ourselves into each other's arms. But we did not kiss, because we were so anxious to see what was going on next door. My aunt rushed to the locked door and started beating on it with her fists. She wanted to get out, the poor thing .! Meanwhile, the fat woman calmly got dressed again, went toward Hilda, slapped her several times hard on both cheeks and threw her back on the bed. Then she went out, locking the door carefully after her.
We profited by the time my aunt was left alone, to masturbate ourselves madly and then to suck each other's clitoris until wc both came. It was high time, because when we could look again, we could see that the two North Africans we knew so well were now in the room with my aunt.
They were not tender with Hilda either. Apparently, the proprietress of the establishment told them they could go as far as they liked with her. One of them threw himself on his back and forced Hilda to suck his big knotty cock until it stood straight up in the air. Then Hilda was forced to get on top of him and slide up and down that column of flesh. She was facing us. so that we could see the tortured expression on her face, which delighted our perverted senses.
But we could not see her face for long. The other North African stuck his equally big prick into Hilda's mouth and was kneading Hilda's big tits roughly... so roughly that she let bis prick drop out of her month and screamed so loudly that we could hear her throught the partition. The North African laughed, forced my aunt to put his prick bark into her mouth, and continued to twist her tits, stopping only to bite her swollen nipples now and then.
Finally my poor aunt came. She was moving violently on the prick underneath her, when the other North African, excited by his compatriot's cries of pleasure, let his sperm go into her mouth. Gerty and I were crying with pleasurable excitement and playing with each other.
My aunt was not given any respite. The North Africans forced her to lie on her back and the two of them took turns lapping her creamy cunt. I knew what torture it could be when one has just come and wants the turgid organ to get a little rest.
After a white, we saw that my aunt was now on her knees, on the floor beside the bed. Her heavy tits were resting on the bed, and her ass looked monstrous with the cheeks spread, showing the slit and the hair around it.
"They're going to take her in the asshole," cried Gerty delightedly.
We kissed tenderly. Then I said: "I hope they're not going to hurt poor Hilda too much! I don't want her to lose her taste for sex."
"Don't you worry about that," Gerty reassured me. "Once an old bitch like that gets a taste of cock, she'll never be able to get enough. I hope that they do hurt her! It excites me terribly to see an old bitch handled roughly. Doesn't it you?"
I had to admit that it did. I looked back into the room and saw that one of the North
Africans was keeping my aunt's shoulders pinned down, while the other one was ramming his thick penis vigorously into her asshole.
"My God!" I cried. "He's not even using vaseline ! How she must he suffering!"
"So much the better," cried Gerty. "I hope he rips her asshole wide open. She ran always get a few stitches put in!"
Gerty and I watched Hilda being martyrized for a long time. Our two North Africans were played out and another pair relieved them. But my aunt had no relief. Sperm was running out of her cunt and her asshole. Her eyes were wide open and she had long ago stopped screaming. She was obeying instantly every obscene desire and order of the North Africans. I realized that she was actually enjoying herself. What a bitch!
Reluctantly, Gerty and I decided that we had to leave this scene of our delights and go home to prepare dinner. We got dressed, and the proprietress unlocked the door of Hlda's room for us. I admit that I was very curious to hear my aunt's reactions to the tortures that she underwent. They rather surprised me !
On seeing us, Hilda exclaimed: "Have you come to get me already? Couldn't I stay a little while longer?"
"So you like being fucked by niggers, eh?" Gerty asked. "I thought that they were rough on women."
"They are, they are!" Hilda cried. "But there is something exciting about it, you know. May'be I'm perverted... but I really got to enjoy it..."
I was really proud of my aunt at this moment. I guess my whole, family is highly sexed...
My aunt was so bruised and torn apart by those brutes that Gerty and I had to help her dress and had to support her while she walked painfully to the taxi. When we got home, we let Hilda lie down in the large bed, while. Gerty and I prepared a hasty dinner.
"We'll take her to that house again, won't we, Gerty?" I asked.
"Of course, dear Lucy," answered Gerty. But she said it off handedly. Obviously she was thinking of something else.
After a while, she asked me: "Tell me, Lucy, you did enjoy seeing your mother fucked to death by the priest and seeing your aunt being treated with such brutality today, didn't you?"
I blushed and turned away my head, but
I was obliged to admit that I did enjoy such scenes.
Gerty insisted: "But. so far you were only a spectator. Wouldn't you like to participate in fucking some one until he just died of an overdose of sex?"
My mouth was dry with excitement. 1 stammered out: "Whom do you have in mind, Gertie?"
"Tell me first if you would do it!" ordered Gertie sharply.
"Weeelll... I think so... I'm almost sure that I could do it."
"You have to be absolutely sure, before I tell you anything."
"Yes, yes, yes," I cried passionately. "I'll fuck anyone, to death... except you, Gertie... and enjoy it! Tel! me what I must do and to whom! Is it my aunt?"
"Her!" cried Gerty contemptuously. "Let the bitch live and fuck as far as I'm concerned. I -would not bother about her. Tell me, wouldn't you like to inherit your father's money and Jive in, complete independence... with Hie as your lover? We'd keep your aunt as a sort of servant of love. She could be licking our assholes while we were doing more serious business... and things like that. Wouldn't you. like that, Lucy?"
"Would I!" I cried, "I'd love it! But how could we accomplish it, darling Gerty?"
"Would you really do it... to your own father?"
"Well, at least he'll die happy!" I cried. Then, realizing the horrible thing I just said, I blushed and hung my head in shame.
Gerty laughed and kissed me over and over again. "You're a darling and I'll always love you," she said. "It'll be very easy to exhaust your old man until he dies of a heart attack while fucking. We could feed cantharides to him, just like we did with your husband..."
"No," I said firmly. "I hated my husband and I did not care how it was done as long as I was rid of him. But I want to give my father at least a sporting chance. Let the three of us excite him sexually as much as we can. Let us screw him and suck him around the clock. But I want it done naturally. Don't yon think that we three women are sufficiently provocative not to need artificial stimulation?"
Gerty folded me in her arms. "My darling Lucy, it shall be done exactly as you wish. Shall we start tonight?"
"Of course, Gerty sweetest. Why wait?"
At this moment, my father came in. He
Was in high good humor and we tried to keep him that way. We joked and teased all through dinner, after telling him that his sister was momentarily not feeling very well and went to rest so that she could make love with him better. That pleased my father's vanity.
At one point, I pretended to drop my fork. Getting under the table, I crawled over to him, quickly unzipped bis fly and gave his cocks a few quick licks.
"What did you do that for?" he asked, blushing. It's funny how people who would do anything in bed get embarrassed when the same things are done under other circumstances.
"I don't know, father darling. I guess I just couldn't wait for a taste of your prick."
He laughed and was even more pleased. We all went upstairs immediately after dinner, without bothering about the dishes.
My aunt was by now sufficiently recovered to do her full share of loving with my father. Of course we did not tell her what our plan was. We did not have to. She was so excited by her recent experiences that she was like an animal in heat. Gerty and I were equally excited by what we had seen in the house of assignation and by our resolution. Conse quently, we so exhausted my father with our insatiable demands that he could not go to his office next day. Poor man! He never did go again.
After we all rested for a few hours, we started in again that afternoon.
"My darling satyr," Gerty panted, "tell us what we three can do to you that would please you. We'll do anything you like!"
"You're wonderful just as you are. But, you know, if you all wore long black stockings, it would excite me even more..."
That was just the sort of thing we wanted to know. In a few minutes, his desire was fulfilled. As a matter of fact, it excited all of us even more. My aunt, particularly, looked obscenely sexy with her heavy legs and thighs molded and emphasized by the black silk material.
"Father darling," I would say, "would you like to stick your big cock in my mouth and piss down my throat?"
"Darling," Gerty would say, "would you like me to lick your hairy balls and suck your big cock until I squeeze out the last drop of cream out of it?"
"Brother dear," Hilda would cry, "wouldn't you like to stick your potent prick into my hot juicy twatt and fuck me until I scream with pleasure?"
"Father dear, fuck me again and again! Fuck me harder! Fuck me, you dirty bastard. Remember that you're fucking your own dirty bitch of a daughter. Let me have it! Come on, don't hold back. Kill me with your big prick. Too bad that bitch of my mother is dead 1 Otherwise, I'd lap her creamy cunt right in front of you. Fuck me, you lousy son of a bitch!"
How much of that sort of treatment do you think even a healthy vigorous man in the prime of life can stand? And my father was middle-aged and not in the best of health. What did we need the cantharides for? Under the stimulus of this constant erotic excitation, within three days he was hardly more than skin and bones. The flesh was melting away from his body practically before our eyes. His nose seemed peaked and larger than before; his eyes were enormous and his cheeks hollow.
He'd roll on the bed, with one of us three furies literally sucking his life out of his penis.
"Oh, how good that is!" he'd cry. "Suck, my darling daughter, suck your father's big prick. Hilda, spread your fat thighs apart further, so that I can see your gleaming cunt. Gerty, my darling Gerty, bite iny nipples... piss down my throat... do anything you want to me..."
He did not have to ask Gerty a second time!
Hilda was the worst of the three of us! 1 am certan that she did not realize that Gerty and I were deliberated milking father to death. She was simply so excited by this atmosphere of delirious eroticism that she was letting herself go to the full extent of her passionate and long-repressed nature. Hell has no fires as hot as a woman of that age when she really lets herself go !
On the third day, while I was on top of him, fucking him furiously, while Hilda was rubbing her big twatt into his face, and while Gerty was sticking her finger deep into his asshole my father gave a stifled cry and gave up the ghost. I think that I was the only one to realize this at once. Terribly excited, I kept sliding up and down his massive cock until I came with such a violent orgasm that I fainted before the last spasm came to a halt.
Well, there is not much left to tell... Or rather, there is a great deal, but Gerty and I have not discovered any new perversions as yet. The old ones are keeping us busy. And we seem to love each other more passionately with every passing day.
As for Hilda she has become quite a habituee of the house of assignation. Sometimes, Gerty and I go there to watch her, and that's how we finally found out what Japanese love, so-called, really is...
We saw Hilda stretched out on her hack. She looked obscene with nothing on but her stockings. The œat woman sucked her nipples until they became stiff and suffused with blood. Then, before Hilda knew what was happening, a long cord was lied around each of her nipples. A North African quickly pushed her knees up as far as they would go, exposing her panting twatt. The other ends of the cords, were tied around Hilda's ankles. She was trussed up like a slaughtered fowl.
Then the North African fucked her furiously. Hilda's spasme caused the cord to pull terribly on her nipples, obviously causing her great pain, judging by the way she was screaming. The North African fucked her for a long long time, obviously trying to prolong this delicious torture as long as possible.
When Gerty and I got home and were making lender love together. Gerty asked me dreamily: "What do you think, Lucy darling? It might he fun to do something out of the ordinary to your aunt... like we did to your father, eh?"
I kissed her amorously and whispered into her shell-like ear: "You know that I always do whatever you want me to do, darling..."