Chapter 1
Two Desperate Girls
It was a big year throughout England and people had much to think about. Victoria had been crowned Queen and all over the land, people saw prosperity ahead. Industry had arrived, people were flourishing and Britannia ruled the waves.
And yet, these things were farthest from Jane Boswefl's mind. She was an attractive girl of sixteen with a nicely developed body. Also she was kneeling at the door of the parental bedroom and peering through the uncovered keyhole.
It was the strange sounds which had awakened her from a sound sleep. Her mother had been away for two days and would be for another fortnight or so. That meant that only her father and the maid were in the house and yet the sound was definitely one of spanking. Puzzled she had almost reached the door when she recognized that there was indeed a spanking being administered and that the maid was receiving it on the bare bum.
Dropping to her knees so that she could see, Jane was barely able to stifle her gasp of alarm. She had a perfect view of the action in the room.
At that moment, the action involved her naked father sitting on the edge of the bed with the equally naked maid of nineteen years lying over his lap.
She was crying through a spanking which had already tinted both cheeks of her arse a bright red and was still going on with no sign of abatement. Her lovely, mature looking arse was bouncing and heaving and her legs were kicking with such wild abandon that Jane was able to catch a few glimpses of the young woman's little cunny.
Except for having held a mirror between her own legs, Jane had never really seen a cunt before. The whole thing was terribly thrilling, if more than a little confusing to her.
True, spanking a maid was not unheard of, in fact it was something she had been aware of in the past when mother took the maid into a room to birch or cane her behind for a fault of one sort or another.
But surely though, this was different. Although never giving any details, the vicar had made it dear over the years that for a man and woman to be together without clothes on was a great sin.
And then, after another couple of minutes, the spanking of the maid came to a conclusion and she watched as her father rubbed the glowing red cheeks with great care and tenderness while the young woman moved strangely on his lap.
Jane had been spanked on the bare bum when she was much younger, and it had always been an unpleasant thing. It was for that reason that she was confused about why this spanking had caused such a state of excitement in her.
The excitement was to grow though, because at that moment, the man rolled the woman off his lap and onto the bed. She had lovely titties, Jane saw, and she envied the older girl, but in a moment, her attention was diverted as her father stood.
For the very first time in her life, sixteen year old Jane looked at a cock. It was big and hard and had a great red head and stood straight up. Below it was the hairy sack that she knew by instinct had something to do with the cock although what that was, she couldn't guess.
She was vaguely aware that a man peed through that item which was so different from a woman's, but she wondered then how that could be. The way it was pointed up so straight, a man would pee straight up in the air. It would be difficult, she reasoned for him to hit the pot in such a manner.
But Jane had good reason to stop wondering about how men passed water, because other things were happening.
Just after the spanking, the man had merely held the maid in his arms and they had rolled a little on the bed, their bodies rubbing in obvious excitement, their hands touching each other in as many places as they could reach.
But now it was different. Her father lay on his back with his great pole sticking up in the air, while the maid bent, over him holding one of her titties in her hand.
Why she did it was made clear in a moment as the man opened his mouth wide and the maid fed a teat into him. Both sight and sound made it clear to the girl that her father was sucking the teat as a baby does. But after all, he was no baby.
While feeding a teat to the man, the maid was bent over in such a manner that her brightly glowing bum looked most exciting as it swayed from side to side and her cunny, the thing Jane was viewing for the first time was well presented between her smooth white thighs.
Things kept changing so that the scenes in the room were always different. First, the man moved from one teat over to the other. When this happened, Jane was able to see just how much the nipple had enlarged and darkened in color after being sucked in such a way.
And then she was able to view both teats as the man moved slowly down the maid's naked body, kissing her as he went. He stopped moving when he buried his mouth into the tangled cunny bush at the bottom Of the white, smooth belly.
What a strange place to kiss, Jane thought. Surely one kissed on the mouth or cheek, but never in the place inside the crotch from which the woman pees.
And yet, a moment later, the maid threw her legs high in the air, opened them wide and gave Jane a perfect view of her little pink slit. It was a view Jane shared with her father who knelt over the girl peering down into her crotch.
The view became obscured then because his face moved right into the silken looking crotch and the sounds the girl heard were wet, sucking ones. Although no confirmation was needed, it arrived when the girl on the bed began rubbing her titties and calling to the man.
"Oh you darling," she gasped, "You are the best cunt sucker in the world. Suck me ... suck me ... suck my cunt and make me come in your mouth."
There was more along the same line and it was terribly confusing, but confusion was to be piled on confusion yet. The next step came a minute or so later while Jane's father still sucked the girl's cunny.
Suddenly, her bum seemed to jerk right up off the bed, her fingers tangled in the man's hair and the maid cried out as if in terrible pain. The only thing Jane could think of was that her father had bitten the cunny and hurt the poor girl in some terrible way.
While Jane pondered that one, the screaming stopped and the woman whose cunny had been sucked began telling the man how wonderful it had been and how good it felt. Jane cursed herself for being so stupid and vowed to learn all about such matters at the first opportunity.
The pair on the bed moved again and Jane pressed closer to see what they would do next. Again the maid opened her legs wide, but instead of throwing them straight up and over her, she merely bent her knees to form a sort of nest.
Jane's father knelt between the bent legs and took his great long cock in his hand. He just stayed that way for a little as the maid spoke again.
"Oh you darling man," she sighed, "my cunt feels so good that I don't care if I die at this very moment. Bring me that lovely big cock and fuck the arse off me this minute or I'll suck you dry."
Jane couldn't possibly understand the meaning of the words, but neither could she understand the wild surges of passion which began in her crotch and fanned out through her whole body so that her nightie was soaked with her perspiration.
She felt a terrible weakness take possession of her whole body and hoped she wasn't going to faint. She tried to fight it so that she could see everything that happened.
On the bed, the man lowered over the maid's body and began pushing his long cock into her crotch. At once, Jane remembered something her friend Mary had whispered to her. What they were doing was called fucking, she realized, and it made babies in the belly of women.
Why they should want to make a baby was something Jane was unable to understand. Neither could she understand what her mother would think of it all since, to the best of her knowledge, babies were made only between the husband and wife.
The man kept bouncing up and down on the maid's naked body and they were both making sounds which indicated great agitation and excitement. Although some of the sounds were like moans and groans, both seemed terribly happy as Jane's father kept bouncing up and down with his cock in the silky crotch and his balls flying and bouncing madly.
After a little more of this, the maid cried out again. It was the same pained cry as before and yet there was a look of pure ecstasy on her face. As if forming a duet, the man uttered a series of moans and stopped bouncing on her belly. Instead, his arse seemed to jerk and twitch and the two of them made sounds together.
A little later, Jane's father rolled off and fell onto his back. Almost at once, he was in a sound sleep. Unable to force herself to leave, Jane stayed at the door and not long after, she saw that the maid was also sleeping.
Despite the fact that she sensed she was taking a terrible chance, Jane eased the door open quietly and walked silently into the room.
She looked first at her father's cock which was now small, soft looking and wet. The maid was sleeping with her legs wide apart and one knee drawn up so that Jane could see the wetness of her crotch and most of her sKt. It was exciting looking and only added to Jane's curiosity of what it was all about.
In that moment, Jane had only two thoughts. One was that she had to get out of the room before either of them woke, the other was that she had to find out all about it, the things her father and the maid had done.
Jane walked unsteadily as she carried her determination back to her bed. There, she removed her nightie and lay for a long time looking at her body and wondering how it and she would respond to things like that being done to her.
Without even planning it, she allowed her hand to slip into her warm crotch. She had never known about frigging, but realized that there was a nice feeling when her hand rubbed her cunny.
She went on rubbing as her mind recalled clearly the events which had transpired in the other bedroom. It was not long before the lips of her twat became moist and the moisture seemed to invite her inside as daddy's cock went inside the maid.
Trying it first with her whole hand, she did not get far, so instinct told her to use one finger. She did and as it probed inside, it touched a place where there was a greater sensation of thrill.
Finding it again, she began to stroke and rub it. A little later, she felt the beginning of a sensation which frightened her, but she could not stop the rubbing of the magic. She finally had to stop when her thighs closed around her hand and forced her to. Throwing both her hands back on the bed, she watched as her bum lifted right up off the sheet and the big feeling swept all over her.
Her mouth opened wide and her throat wanted to cry out, but she knew she didn't dare for fear of waking the others who slept nearby. Instead, she sighed and moaned a series of oohs and aahs until the trembling and jerking stopped and she fell tiredly back onto the sheet.
It had been exciting and wonderful, but then, in the aftermath, there was this maddening desire to understand more about it.
She promised herself that in the morning, after her father had left the house, she would talk to Jenny, the maid. It was obvious that Jenny knew what it was about