Chapter 15
Mary
Dick had less difficulty with Mary that he anticipated. She drank in his flattery with avidity, and seemed pleased with his attentions.
They were often together, and when he accompanied her in a duet his arm would naturally stretch across her shoulders as he held the chair on which she sat.
After a while, as .they became more familiar, his hand would as naturally steal around her waist. Again, when he stood to turn the music their cheeks could not help touching, and then their lips..
Not wishing to frighten her by a too rapid advance, he remained satisfied for a short time with such chaste salutes, though gradually increasing them in warmth and frequency and occasionally indulging in soft pressures of her lovely breasts, which swelled out in ripe and most inviting luxuriance.
They now passed much of their time together. Her mother regarded Dick as an eligible suitor and thought that if their liking for one another ripened into love he would not be a bad match for her daughter; she therefore rather encouraged their increasing intimacy.
The accomplishment of his design was facilitated, too, by her love for classical studies. He placed in her hands a literal translation of Ovid's works, which gratified her poetical taste while it stimulated her amorous inclinations.
She seemed greatly interested in the account given by Ovid of Jupiter's amours, and put many questions to Dick respecting Europa, Leda, Danae and others.
He told her how Jupiter loved the beautiful Europa, and that assuming the shape of a bull he coaxed her to mount on his back and then carried her off to Crete, where she became his mistress and had many children by him. He then went on to tell her how, when Danae was shut up in a tower, Jupiter got access to her by means of a shower of gold. When she had filled her lap with the glittering coins he assumed his natural shape, and keeping her legs distended availed himself of his position to attain the object of his desires.
Mary blushed and evidently understood what was meant, but she said nothing. He accordingly thought he might now venture a little further in his account of Jupiter's amour with Leda.
He described how, when Leda was bathing naked in a river, Jupiter came to her as a beautiful swan chased by an eagle: how she naturally opened her arms to give him protection, and when be found himself pressed against her soft bosom and between her lovely thighs he was able, even though a swan, to give her taste of the sweet joys of love and fill her with happiness and delight-"somewhere here, you know," he said, slipping his hand suddenly up between the yielding thighs of the half-bewildered Mary.
"Oh, Dick, don't tickle me so much! Don't lean against me so hard! Don't, my love!" she panted. But Dick pressed her in his arms and called her his darling Mary, and drew her on to his lap.
"Oh, Dick, what do you want? What is your hand doing there? I can't let you do that! Don't you know it isn't right? Oh, how you tickle me! What would Mama say if she knew that you had your hand there?"
"Why, what could she say? She has no doubt been tickled there herself. How could she have had you if someone hadn't played with her there and put something in it-you know what I mean?"
"No, Dick! Oh! I can't sit quiet, you tickle me so! How could I know what you mean?"
"Well, Mary, let me enlighten you; put your hand here, my darling," he said, having already unbuttoned the front of his trousers. He drew her hesitating hand towards the opening, and pushing it in, placed it on his throbbing prick.
"Oh, Dick, for shame! No, I won't put my fingers round it! I won't move them up and down. Oh, Dick, what are your doing? Don't press me back! Don't spread my thighs! You mustn't see it! You mustn't kiss it! How can you! Oh! Your tongue is driving me to distraction!"
"What a lovely cunt you have, Mary! How red it is between these fat lips! How hot it feels, and its scent is most delicious! How nice to kiss it and suck it! And this dear little round bottom-hole-I must kiss it, too! Lift your legs more, so that I can see all your arse. Now let me give you a practical lesson in the art of love."
Dick now had her lying on her back across the broad sofa, her bottom on the edge, her thighs drawn up and at their greatest stretch.
This position, of course, caused her cunt to appear like a hungry mouth gaping widely open before him!
He placed the firm head of his excited prick in the rosy chink under her clitoris, and rubbing it up and down in that highly sensitive hollow he asked her if she liked the feel of his prick and whether he might push it in.
"Oh, yes, Dick, it feels very nice. You may push it in-but do it very gently, my love."
Dick pressed the top into the crack, and stooping over her he began to push.
"Oh, it's taking my breath away. Oh! Oh! It's tearing me! Oh, it smarts terribly! Ah, it's in-I can feel it ever so far up in my belly. Is this fucking?"
"Yes, isn't it nice? Do you like me to fuck you?"
"Yes, you fuck most delightfully."
When they had finished fucking and Dick was lying on her belly with his prick pleasantly soaking in her cunt, she whsipered: "I will tell you a secret. I saw you fucking Polly yesterday evening in the garden. You did not think I heard you telling her to follow you there but I did, and I followed you and saw her unbutton your trousers and take out your prick-the shameless girl. Then she kissed it and sucked it while you fingered her cunt and bottom. Then you placed her on her back and rammed your prick into her cunt while she locked her legs over your back. I fell in love with your prick then, and I envied Polly the great pleasure she enjoyed when you pushed it into her belly.
"Stand up so that I can see it again-balls and all-and after I have frigged it and kissed it you may put it in my cunt and fuck me again if you wish."
Dick said that of all the randy girls he ever saw he never met the equal of that quiet, modest-looking Mary Bond.
He would no sooner finish one fuck than she would want anothter and she was always suggesting some new plan or idea for varying the enjoyment or intensifying the pleasure.
She then told him that for years she had been conscious a store, and was always trying to imitate the attitudes and adopt the positions depicted therein.
She then told him that for years she had been conscious of a great irritation in her cunt, and that she often frigged it while watching its reflection in the glass.
She had also a fancy for looking at and playing with the cunts of other girls. She assured him that there was scarcely a young lady of her acquaintance whose cunt she had not seen and handled and that she even liked to kiss and suck them.
Dick asked if she generally found it easy to prevail on them to allow her to take these liberties. She replied that most girls more readily yield their hidden charms to the enterprising members of the other sex; but she usually found that by gaining their confidence they were mostly disposed to meet her half way-especially as they knew that with her they ran no risk of a big belly. And as she herself was always ready to gratify them with a similar inspection of her own belongings she seldom experienced much difficulty.
Dick told her how delighted he would be if he could witness one of those scenes without being seen himself, and she promised to gratify him if she could.
One day she told him that a young lady, Miss Madge Stevens, whose cunt she had often seen and licked, was to visit her the next morning, and that as she always took her special visitors to her own room, she would hide him there first-if he could spare the time.
He said he could arrange that, and promised to be there at the time fixed. So, accordingly remaining at home next day under a plea of headache, he quietly stole upstairs to Mary's room, and by her direction concealed himself under the dressing table, in the cover of which a slit was made to enable him to look out and see as well as hear all that passed.
Soon afterwards Mary and Madge entered the room together, each with an arm around the other.
"Come and sit with me on the bed, Madge," said Mary. "I have not seen or petted your little cunny for nearly a fortnight-how is it getting on?"
"First rate," replied Madge. "How is your own?"
"Just as troublesome as ever; like a greedy bird opening its mouth and every moment expecting some tit-bit to be popped into it."
Madge laughed.
"I suppose most girls who know what the tit-bit is like are in the same sort of expectation and desire. And truly, Mary, your cunt is in a most excited condition. My! How hot it feels, and how red it looks! I'm certain you have had a fuck lately. Now, tell me all about it, darling."
"Well, lie back first, and perhaps I will tell you; lift up your clothes and stick your bottom out, so that I can see it all while I have a good sucking kiss."
The bed was opposite the table and window, so Dick had a magnificent view of Madge's splendid arse, with its large fat cheeks bulging out on each side and a most randy-looking hairy cunt gaping in the hollow between.
Mary pulled open the lips with her fingers as widely as she could, showing the rich carmine of its interior folds all glistening with the dews of love.
Then, drawing up her own dress behind, so as to indulge Dick with a view of her own naked posterior which she knew he greatly admired, she knelt on the floor and plunged her face between Madge's widespread thighs, and then kissed her cunt with such vehemence that she caused that amorous young lady to exclaim: "Oh, Mary, you are making me long for a prick! Why haven't you got one? How I wish you were a man, so that I could tell you to push your prick to the last inch into my belly!"
"Hush, Madge. What would people think if they heard you?"
"They would only think that we were a pair of prick-hungry girls longing to be fucked! Oh, Mary, I've never felt so randy as I do now! Where is that dildo you were talking about? Fetch it, my dear-anything in the shape of a prick to give one some relief!"
Dick had already given Mary one of those precious instruments, and when he had to spare his over-taxed energies he enjoyed watching her endeavours to satisfy her cunt with the inanimate substitute for the living tool.
Not that I mean to .reflect the dildo or make light of it-far from it! I know it has its own peculiar excellence and good qualities. It is more under command, and does not need the coaxing and humouring the living article sometimes requires.
We can move it fast or slow, just as we like it; it will retain its stiffness as long as we desire. It will discharge, too, at the precise moment when me can meet it with our own.
Still, at its best it is only a poor substitute for the living organ of bliss possessed by man. But to return. Mary said:
"Well, stay as you are while I unlock my drawer and take it from its hiding place."
As she turned round she glanced towards the dressing table. and catching Dick's eye through the slit she smiled and put her fingers to her lips, so warn him to keep quiet.
Then, quickly returning and re-occupying her former place between Madge's widely spread thighs, she held up the dildo and said, "Isn't this a pretty plaything for two innocent maids like you and me. Madge, to amuse ourselves with? Now I will give you a taste of its performance."
"Let me feel it in my hand," said Madge, taking it and pressing its smooth red knob to her lips.
"Mary, is this an exact representation of a man's prick? I never thought it was quite so large-but you can tell me all about it. I am sure."
"Don't be too inquisitive, Madge One thing at least you may depend on-it is intended to have an exact resemblance: and as to its size, you'll be the best judge of that when you have it in your cunt. Now open it as much as you can: once we get the head in the rest will be plain sailing."
She parted the lips of the randy-looking cunt: then, taking the dildo again, she moistened its top and pushed it against the tender opening.
"Oh, Mary, it does feel big-it hurts! Ah! You have got it in! How nicely you work it! Yes, I like that! Oh! it's beginning to feel lovely! Move it faster-harder!"
Mary worked the dildo with one hand while she frigged her own cunt with the other: then, throwing herself forward on Madge, she hammered her own cunt on the other end of the dildo while they both squirmed about in the voluptuous wriggles of full enjoyment.
Dick desribed the scene as having a most powerful effect on him. It made his prick stand like a bar of iron; yet the fear of frightening Madge and offending Mary made him use every effort to restrain himself. But at last she felt he could endure it no longer-the view of Mary's splendid arse bounding between Madge's voluptuous thighs fairly conquered him.
So, slipping out from under the table, he crept on his hands and knees up behind Mary, and seizing her round the thighs began to kiss the soft cheeks of her bottom.
Mary seemed almost to have expected him, for she did not utter a sound but quietly spread her legs further apart and bent her bottom more on his face.
At any other time Dick could not fail to have been moved by its extraordinary beauty, but in his present state it appeared absolutely celestial.
He could just distinguish the fat lips of her cunt spread out on the end of the dildo as he applied his mouth to the sweet orifice of her arse and thrust his tongue inside.
This prepared her for his next move. Raising her up, he gently pushed her forward over Madge so as to cover her face with Mary's bosom; then, taking the dildo out of her cunt he replaced it with his inflamed prick and slowly worked it in and out.
At first Madge did not notice the difference; but after a few strokes the delicious friction of the living instrument stirred up every lustful emotion in her and forced her to exclaim, "Oh! Hold me! Press me-I feel as if I was in heaven! Oh, keep on-don't stop." And Madge sank back in love's delicious swoon.
Meanwhile Dick pressed his belly against the fat cheeks of Mary's arse, and squeezing her in his strong arms he inundated Madge's cunt with his boiling spunk.
Mary looked over he shoulder and whispered, "Oh, Dick, what have you done? Go back to your hiding place like a good boy."
But Dick was not yet satisfied.
Finding that his prick still retained a fair amount of stiffness, he drew it out of Madge's dripping cunt and directed its well-moistened head to Mary's wrinkled little arsehole, then, with one push, he drove it in up to the hilt.
Mary groaned, but it was a groan of pure delight.
"Oh, my bottom! My bottom! Yes! Push! Fuck my arsehole-I can't help it!" and relaxing her anal muscles she let Dick's tool slip in and out rapidly.
"What are you saying, Mary? Who is fucking your arsehole?" And looking up, Madge blushed crimson as she saw Dick stooping over her with a flushed face, while his thrusts made all three shake together.
Just then a loud knocking at the door made them all jump.
Dick, without saying a word, rushed back to his shelter; Madge smoothed down the bed and threw herself into a chair, while Mary fumbled at the door to give them time.
"When she opened the door her mother, who was standing outside, asked, "What on earth are you two girls doing making such a noise, and with your door locked, your faces scarlet and your dresses all rumpled!"
She glanced from one to the other.
"What I wanted to ask was whether you had seen anything of Mr. Dick. A messenger has come from the hospital for him and he is not in either of his rooms, although I am sure he has not left the house."
"How should we know? You don't expect to find him here, I hope, Mama?"
"I don't know as to that, my dear," she replied laughing, "for when two such girls as you and Madge Stevens get together I am quite sure you would be wanting him, or perhaps even trying in some way or other to make up for the deficiency. What sort of thing is that?" she asked, with a twinkle in her eye and a knowing look, and she pointed to the dildo lying on the floor at the bedside where Dick had thrown it and forgotten to put it away.
"Oh, Mama," groaned Mary, covering her face with her hands, "how horrible. What ill-luck brought you here?"
"Well, dear," said Mrs. Bond mildly, not wishing to make her presence disagreeable, "you need not hide it from me so much. I know very well that it is only natural to like this sort of thing." Then, picking up the dildo, she said, "Which of you was trying it, may I ask?" and she passed it through her fingers with a loving touch, while her eyes glittered with amorous excitement.
Mary made no answer, but she and Madge looked at each other; then seeing the turn matters had taken they broke out into an uncontrollable fit of laughter.
Mrs. Bond, as already stated, was fat, fair and forty; but she was something more, for not only had she a very imposing personality and a remarkably fine physique; she also possessed one of the hottest, randiest and most insatiable cunts that ever a poor widow was plagued with. At the same time, however, she was clever enough to maintain a deportment of great decorum and respectability.
On this occasion she felt that having caught the two girls in 'flagrant delicto!' she might safely indulge her passions, for having listened for some time at the door she had heard sufficient to arouse very keenly her prurient inclinations. So, sitting down on the bed, she joined in the laugh and invited the girls to sit by her side.
Then, placing her hand with lascivious pressure on Madge's soft thigh, she said, "You really must give me a lesson in the use of this clever invention. I need it to make up for the pleasures that have been taken from me, while you employ it in anticipation of pleasures you hope to enjoy in the future and which, if report is to be relied on, you at least, Madge, will soon have to the utmost of your desire."
"John seems well supplied, eh, Madge? And I am certain you are equally well prepared to give him every satisfaction. Let me feel how you are furnished here," and stooping forward she ran her hand up under Madge's petticoats. "Oh! Mrs. Bond, how can you?"
"What a luxurious crop you have there. It's thicker than mine, though I am twice your age; and such a pair of luscious lips! How they will suck in John's tool and cling round it with loving delight. I envy you your first fuck; but very likely you have tasted that pleasure already."
"Oh, Mr. Bond, how you talk!"
"Why not, dear? I myself was fucked many times before I married and my good man was never the worse for it. Of course, I wasn't fool enough to tell him, though he got the benefit of it all the same; for I knew beforehand what would please him most, and was therefore able both to excite and gratify him much better than if I was a poor innocent unsophisticated girl."
"And now, as I want you both to be quite at your ease I will, if you wish, give you a full account of how and when I was first fucked."
"Oh, Mrs. Band, that will be delightful!"
"Very well. But let us place ourselves at our ease. I can talk more freely when I am looking at a cunt and somebody is petting mine. Let me see yours, Madge, and put your finger here."
"Oh, Mrs. Bond, what a nice soft bush you have; and the mouth feels as hot as fire. May I see it?"
"Yes, dear, if you wish," and pulling up her petticoats she displayed a pair of fleshy thighs, and between them a cunt of extraordinary dimsenions, the large lips pouting in the most wanton way.
"Oh, Mrs. Bond, what a lovely cunt you have! Mary, have you ever seen such a glorious love-nest?" And drawing the lips apart with her fingers she exhibited its glowing interior.
Mary looked at her mother's cunt at first with a sly kind of interest, mingled with feelings of shame at its exposure to the prying eyes of Dick. But when Madge went on manipulating it, rubbing the large distended clitoris and pressing the fat pouting lips, her libidinous propensities overspread her natural disinclination to make free with her mother's cunt, and with a sudden dash she placed herself on her knees between her mother's widespread thighs. Then, having regard for a moment the mysterious portals through which she had passed into life, she pressed her lips on the secret spot, drew the soft clitoris into her mouth, and probed with her penetrating togue the hot folds of the passage inside.
Mrs. Bond smiled with pleasure as she pushed her tingling cunt against her daughter's mouth, and said, "Why, Mary, you are sucking your mother's cunt. I must see that your own sweet little pussy is gratified in the way it likes best. I have no doubt that Mr. Dick if he were here, would be quite ready to repay you for the pleasure you are giving me-and I would place his prick myself in its mouth and hold his balls and tickle his bottom while he fucked you.
"And now that I think of it, when I finish my story we will search for him, for I am sure he is in the house; and if he gives me his promise to marry you he may have you at once-and we will all be happy to assist at the demolition of your maidenhead, that is, if you have not already given it to him, which I am strongly inclined to believe you have."
Mary kept her head down and said nothing.
So, turning to Madge, Mrs. Bond said: "What's your opinion, Madge? Don't you think that Mr. Dick, who often passes whole evenings alone with her, has already explored her maiden secrets and acquainted her with the power of his pleasure-giving tool?"
"It's highly probable. Indeed, I was saying to her before you came in, that in spite of her innocent looks I was sure she had often been fucked by him. But in the meantime, don't forget the story you have promised