Chapter 13
Susy's Account of Barrack Life
The kiosk referred to in the last chapter was a light, ornamental structure, built in the Turkish style, consisting of two stories and commanding an extensive view of Government grounds. The lower part was used for keeping garden tools and rolls of matting for covering young trees and plants. The upper part was luxuriously furnished with lounges and easy chairs, and the windows were protected with outside shutters and Venetian blinds.
It was sheltered by a fine old tamarind tree, and was a cool and delightful retreat in the hot sultry weather that prevailed. I passed much of my time there, and often received Charlie and other privileged guests. For though living in the house as the governor's daughter, I was in every respect my own mistress.
The next forenoon I started to pay some visits but soon re-entered the grounds by the wicket-gate; then, having given some directions to Davy that would keep him for a time at the further end of the ground, I returned to the kiosk.
The governor soon joined me, and after a few warm caresses and a feel and kiss of my cunt, which latter salute he never omitted, he cautiously raised one of the loose boards of the floor. We then arranged the rugs and matting, so that we could recline at our ease and at the same time see and hear all that passed in the place below.
We had scarcely made ourselves comfortable when we heard Davy's voice.
"Come in here, Susy, my love, this nice cool place. Missy is out and the garden door locked, so there is nobody to bother to disturb us. Sit down on this nice clean matting, and we will take our fill of love and delight."
He then threw off his jacket and helped Susy to remove everything. Then, making her lean back, he spread her legs wide open and pushed a roll of matting under her bottom, thereby causing her smooth little cunny to stand out and project in the most lascivious manner.
The governor watched it eagerly while I petted his slowly stiffening tool, and with loving touch sustained its drooping head.
Davy threw a knowing glance upward and went on: "Do you member Susy, the night you and I were hiding in the cupboard and saw Sergeant Thompson on top of your mother, and how she clutched and hugged him as he rammed his great prick in and out of her hairy crack? I wondered why you liked looking at that secret place of hers."
Susy, who was evidently enjoying Davy's lustful toyings, and whose wanton fingers were at the same time busy manipulting his fine standing prick, replied: "Why shouldn't I. Shall I tell you how I saw it first?"
"Do, Susy, my love. There is nothing I would like to hear better."
"Well, one night my Dad and Corporal Sims agreed to exchange wives, and they all went to bed together. They had all been drinking and I suppose that was their excuse. However, when they came to bed I was in it and almost asleep. Mother said something about not disturbing the child; but they all laughed, and Dad said: " She is now a well-grown child, and her time for being fucked will soon come; so she may as well have her first lesson now."
"They lifted me up and stripped me naked like themselves, and then they all got on to the bed. Dad rammed his prick into Mrs. Simms' cunt, while the Corporal lifted mother's legs and slapped her bottom, saying. 'Look, Susy, when will you have a cunt like this?' and he drew open a large pair of hairy lips and exposed a long red crack extending from the furry mound on her belly to her bottom. And not content with making me look at it. he took my hand and rubbed my fingers up and down in the hot, moist furrow.
"'Now, Susy," he said, 'I am going to fuck your mother, and if I can knock as fine a child as you out of her I'll be proud. Here, hold my prick and put it in."
"I felt excited and not a little curious to see how it was done; so I placed the red swollen knob of his prick in the hot crevice of mother's cunt, and felt the whole prick as it slipped through my fingers and passed up into her belly until the balls pressed hard upon her bottom. Mother only laughed and said, 'In for a penny, in for a pound," and drawing me up she made me lie with my bottom by her face so that the Corporal could suck my cunt while he fucked her.
"This seemed to afford him great delight, for he sucked my quim with such force that he almost drove me wild, while my mother bit my bottom as she shook under the impetus of his heavy prods. I could distinctly hear the sucking noise made by his prick as it rushed in and out between the unctious lips of her cunt.
"Dad, who was lying on Mrs. Simms alongside but in the reverse direction and hammering at her cunt with his muscular backside, now turned his flushed face towards us. and seeing how I was placed, he panted out, 'Oh! They have got Susy between them. How the Corporal sucks her cunny as he fucks her mother! Put your hand here, child, and you will feel your father at the same work!' He then raised himself to let me see the whole of his large prick as he drew it out of the sheath. I liked the look of it-it seemed so strong and full of life, and had such a bright red colour. So I willingly put my hand on it as he drove it again into the pouting mouth that seemed to devour it with such relish and satisfaction, and it slipped easily through my fingers, for it was all greasy with moisture."
"Well, Susy, they were queer women that lived in those barracks: but soldier's wives and soldiers themselves seem to live for nothing else but fucking and drinking. You have other funny things to tell I know: but you see, this poor chap won't wait. See how he nods his head-he smell a rat in this hole. Now open wide and push up to him ... ugh! How he slides in! There, he all inside! Hold him, Susy, he going to turn sick-shall I take him out?"
"Davy, you're a fool. You black fellows never fuck like other people-you make such a commotion!"
The old governor shook with fun and enjoyment. He whispered to me: "Queenie, your plan has turned out a big success. That Davy of yours is quite a genius in his way, and Susy and he are well matched. I owe them something, for they have given me a glorious cock-stand. Get over me, my pet, and put this shameless fellow out of sight."
He then carefully closed the aperture in the floor and gave himself up to the enjoyment of his own sensations.
"How deliciously tight you are, Queenie, after all the fucking you have had! You have the most wonderful power of contraction I've ever met with in any woman-I can feel not only a strong suction at the entrance but an even more powerful one the further I push it up. How to you manage it?"
"Oh, it is just a knack I have learned. There! Do you like that?"
"Yes, it's delicious! I feel as if my whole soul were in my prick! Oh! Oh! I can't keep quiet; I hope they can't hear me. But I think they are talking again-let's listen." He then removed the covering from the opening and we reclined as before.
"Davy, what's that queer mutternig I heard?" came Susy's voice.
"Parrots, Susy, the parrots on the tamarind tree; they are trying to copy us," he said with a grin, "but they can't get beyond the sound."
"It seemed to me more overhead; what is upstairs. Davy?"
"Oh, Miss Queenie sits up there and reads in the heat of the day. But she is out now, and she always keeps the door locked."
Susy got up and tried the door, but fortunately we had bolted it from the inside. So, finding it fastened, she returned to the side of Davy and amused herself playing with his prick and balls.
"Go on, Susy," encouraged Davy, "tell me something more of what you saw in the barrack-room. Wasn't there a girl named Nelly Sykes, just about your age?"
"Oh, yes, Nelly and I were great friends. It was from her I learnt almost everything, for she was older and had seen more than me. Her mother had the farther end of the barrack-room which was always thought the best part. You know it was a long room with six windows, and the six married women were all lodged there; but it was curtained off so that each couple had a window and space around it to themselves. The fun of it was that the men coming in from guard were often under drink, and continually making mistakes and getting into the wrong beds. Most of the women thought little of this, and after having the full benefit of the men while they were fresh they would then ramble about until they found their husbands and took them back to their own compartments.
"Nelly and I used to enjoy all this. We often used to follow the men when they came in and got into the beds, and listened to every sound and word. When Nelly and I were alone together we could talk of nothing else.
"'What a queer thing fucking is, Nelly," I would say. 'It must be very nasty!'
"'It can't be nasty when they are all so fond of it.' she replied. 'Do you remember how Mrs. Morgan hugged the Corporal last night and pushed up to him. though she knew full well it wasn't her husband: and then without either saying a word, how she got over him and gave him her cunt to lick! How would you like to be licked there. Susy?"
"I am sure is must be very nice," I replied. 'Has anyone ever licked yours, Nelly?"
"She laughed.
"'If you let me look at your little cunny, I will tell you."
"'Oh, I don't object in the least, if you care to see it," I said, and I held up my frock-"but you must show me yours at the same time."
"'Lean back then, and let me kiss your smooth little slit, and you can kiss mine afterwards if you like."
"She then put her head in between my thighs, and so sucked by clitoris and tickled it with her tongue that she almost made me spend in her mouth. Then she lay back and pushed out her mossy quim for me to tickle and kiss. It had lots of short curly hair on and about it, and the clitoris was very big-and it grew still bigger as I rubbed it and pushed my fingers into the opening below.
"'Now, Nelly, tell me who has been kissing it and making the passage so wide and roomy," I said. " Shall I tell you how it all began?' she asked. " 'Yes, that's what I mean."
"'All right then. You remember the night when Dad was carried in tipsy and confined in the guard-room? Well. I went to Sergeant Luby in his rooms to ask him to get father off-he's a Colour-Sergeant, you know, and has great influence with the Captain. He put his arm round me and sad: 'You are a good girl, Nelly, your being so fond of your father: but what will you do for me if I get him off?'
"'What would you like me to do. Sergeant?" I asked.
"'I would like you to give me twenty kisses.' he said.
"Oh, I will, as many as you like," I said, holding up my mouth and throwing my arms around his neck.
"'Ah, but anybody may kiss your mouth," he said. I want you to kiss me where you kiss nobody else."
"'How could I kiss you except with my mouth?' I asked.
"'Haven't you another little mouth lower down? That's the mouth I want you to kiss me with."
"His meaning now dawned on me, and I hung my head.
""Let me see where it is, and I will show you how nicely it can kiss," he said, and he pressed his hand on the bottom of my belly and began to pull up my dress.
"'Oh, Sergeant, mother is crying in the room; get my Dad out and send him to her, and then I will let you."
"'Well, my little pet, that's fair enough; but if I go and get him out, will you stay here and wait until I return?'
"I will, Sergeant; don't be long."
"'Just let me feel it for a moment and then I will go.' He quickly got his hand on my cunt and began to pinch the lips and rub his fingers in the slit. After a moment he rose hastily and went to his cupboard. Then, taking out a book ,he placed it in my hands, saying, 'Here's something that will amuse you while I am away," and off he went.
"That was some book! It was full of coloured pictures of naked men and women, and the men had the finest pricks that you ever saw, and the women the biggest cunts. They were sucking and frigging and fucking in every way that could be imagined. The sight of them made my blood boil. I raised my dress and rubbed my cunt in a vain attempt to relieve the intolerable itching I felt there. So absorbed was I in the pictures and my own sensations, I never noticed the return of the Sergeant until he was close to me and burst out laughing as he noticed my excitement and the manner in which I was trying to alleviate it.
"'Brave little woman!' he said. 'You have the right stuff in you; but I will show you a trick worth two of that."
"He then took me in his arms and kissed me, saying, 'First I must tell you that your Dad is free. I had him taken to your mother. Now let me see the little mouth we were talking about before I went out."
"Of course I had to yield to his wishes now; so I let him place me lying across his bed on my back and naked from the waist down. He then knelt on the floor and began to kiss and lick my cunt.
"'There, my little pet, I have taught you a new way of kissing. How do you like it?'
"'It was very pleasant! But now that you have had the twenty kisses you asked for, won't you let me go?'
"'I will, Nelly; but first I want to show you something. You seemed to like looking at it in the pictures, now look at the reality," and he pulled out his fine, upstanding prick. I sat up to look at it as he asked me.
"'Put your hand on it, dear," he said, and taking my hand he placed it on the shaft of his animated prick.
"'You have delicate fingers like a lady, and they feel soft and tender to the touch; now move it up and down-this way! Put your other hand down there-these two round things are the stones which hold the seed, the stuff which children are made. Have you ever seen it, Nelly?'
"'No, Sergeant."
"'Would you like to see it?"
"'I would. Sergeant."
"'Well, close your fingers firmly around it; now gently push back this loose skin all the way. See how it makes the head get redder and stand up more erect; Go on that way-softly up and down. Oh! Oh! Here it comes!' And a lot of thick white stuff like starch spurted out and ran down the sides.
The Sergeant gasped and lay back, and his prick became quite soft and much smaller. After resting a while he sat up, and pulling me across his lifeless prick he made me rub my bottom and cunt against it, saying, " 'That will bring him to life again," and sure enough I felt it grow quite hard between my thighs. Then, lifting me up, he placed its top between the lips of my slit. 'Now push down," he said. 'Once you get it in it will feel ever so nice."
"I liked the touch of it in that most sensitive spot so I pressed down as he asked me; but the moment it began to enter I felt a horrible pain.
"'Oh, Oh! It's hurting me!' I cried. 'Oh! I can't bear it!'
"But he only put his strong hands on my shoulders and forced me down. The cruel wretch, only thinking of his own pleasure, was regardless of my cries of pain; in fact, judging from the fire in his eyes, I believe he enjoyed it all the more. Be that as it may, the whole of his great tool passed up into my belly and the lips of my cunt rested on the hair which clustered round the root of his prick.
"I almost fainted at first, but when he began to move it softly again a most heavenly feeling came over me, and I hugged and kissed him in the greatest delight. I have been fucked by him often since then and that is why you find me so wide and roomy."
"Such was Nelly's account of how she was first fucked. And now, Davy, I must be off; it would never do for Miss Queenie to find me idling here with you when she returns. So, for the present, good-bye."