“Oh! do put that glorious prick into me, but remember your promise.”
I brought it up to that wide-spread, large-lipped, and immense cunt. I
fully expected that big as I was I should slip in over head and
shoulders with the greatest ease. So you may imagine my surprise to find
the tightest and smallest of entrances to the inner vagina I almost ever
met with, it was really with greater difficulty I effected an entrance
than I had with her little sister, whose cunt presented no such
voluptuous grandeur. It was as tight a fit as Ellen’s was to me on our
first coition. Tight as it was, it gave her nothing but the most
exquisite pleasure, she was thoroughly up to her work, and was really
one of the most voluptuous and lascivious fuckers I have ever met with,
excellent as my experience has been. I made her, with fucking and
frigging, spend six times before I suddenly withdrew my prick, and
pressing its shaft against her wet lips, and my own belly, spent
deliciously outside. Shortly after it rose again, and this time after
making her spend as often as before, for she was most voluptuously
lustful, when I withdrew, she suddenly got from under me, and seizing
its shaft with one hand, stooped and took its knob between her lips, and
quickly made me pour a flood of sperm into her mouth, which she eagerly
swallowed and sucked on to my great delight.
We should have had a third bout but for the necessity of her going down
to her aunt.
I breakfasted, then rang to take away. Again we had a delicious fuck,
and a third when she came to make the bed and empty the slops. This
third time I begged her to kneel on the sofa, and let me see her
gloriously grand arse, and when I had to retire I would show her a way
that would continue both our pleasure. So after fucking her from behind,
and making her spend far oftener than me, I withdrew, and pushing it up
between the lips over the clitoris, with my hand round her waist, I
pressed it tightly against her cunt and clitoris, and continued to
wriggle my arse, made her spend again as I poured a flood all up over
her belly. She declared it was almost as good as if inside.
After this very shortly I proposed to push its nose into her
bottom-hole, and just spend within.
With reluctance at first, it ended in her not only liking the point
there, but deliciously enjoying my whole prick within, and eventually it
was always the receptacle of a first discharge induced by fucking, and a
second fuck completely carried on in that more secret altar of lust. She
became a first-rate _enculeuse_.
It soon happened that both sisters knew of the other enjoying me, and it
ended in their slipping down from their attic, where both slept in the
same bed, to my room, and we had most delicious fucking and double
gamahuching.
Ann was by far the finest and the most lascivious fuck, but little Jane
had a certain charm of youth and also of freshness, which got her a fair
share of my favours.
We carried this on for several weeks until use made us careless and
noisy.
The aunt, when no lodgers occupied the room, slept overhead, and,
probably being sleepless one morning, when it was early daylight, heard
our voices, came down and surprised me in the very act of fucking Ann
and gamahuching Jane, who stood above her and presented her cunt to my
lecherous tongue. A loud exclamation from their aunt roused us up at
once.
“Get to bed, you dreadful hussies.”
They fled without a moment’s hesitation.
Mrs. Nichols then began to remonstrate with me on the infamy of my
conduct. I approached the door apparently to get my shirt, for I was
stark naked, but in fact to shut and lock my door, and then to turn on
Mrs. Nichols, who apparently had quite forgotten she had only her short
shift on, which not only allowed the full display of very fine, firm,
and ample bubbies, but not falling below the middle of her thighs,
showed remarkably well made legs and small knees, with the swelling of
immense thighs just indicated.
My stiff-standing prick in full vigour, and if anything, still more
stimulated by the unexpected beauties shown by Mrs. Nichols, I turned
upon her and seizing her round the waist from behind, pushed her
forward, and before she could recover herself I had hauled up her “cutty
sark,” seen a most magnificent arse, and into her cunt—not without
somewhat painful violence, before she could recover from the surprise of
the attack.
She screamed out murder, but there was no one who could hear but the
girls, and they knew better than to interrupt me. I kept fucking away in
spite of cries, and passing an arm round her body, with my finger I got
to her clitoris, which sprang out into considerable proportions. My big
prick and the frigging of her clitoris produced their natural result. In
spite of herself she grew full of lust. I felt her cunt pressures, and
knew how her passions were rising. Speedily, in place of resisting, she
began to cry, “Oh, oh,” and breathe hard, and then most gloriously
wriggled her splendid arse, and as I spent she too was taken in the
delicious ecstasy of the final crisis. She lay throbbing on my delighted
prick until it stood as stiff as before. I began a slow movement, she
made no resistance, except crying out, “Oh! dear, oh! dear,” as if in
spite of regrets, she could not help enjoying it; indeed, at last she
said—
“Oh! what a man you are, Mr. Roberts; it is very wrong of you to do
this, but I cannot resist enjoying it myself. It is years since I did
such a thing, but as you have done it, it makes me wish you should do it
again. Let us change position.”
“Very well, but you must throw off this tiresome chemise, or I won’t
withdraw.”
As her lust was so excited, she made no objection, so withdrawing we
stood up; she drew her shift over her head, and displayed a far more
splendid form, with an exquisitely fair and dimpled skin, than I could
have thought possible.
“My dear Mrs. Nichols, what a fine perfect form you have got, let me
embrace you in my arms.”
She was nothing loath, flattered by my praise. She laid hold of my cock
with one hand, and closely clasped me with the other arm, while I threw
an arm and hand round on her truly magnificent arse, and with my other
hand pressed on a wonderful pair of bubbies as hard and firm as any maid
of eighteen. Our mouths met in a loving kiss, our tongues exchanged
endearments. She said—
“You have made me very wicked, let me have this enormous and dear fellow
again.”
I said I must first gaze on all her beauties, especially on her gorgeous
and enormous bottom. She turned herself round in every way, delighted to
find that I so ardently admired her.
She then lay down on her back, and spread wide her legs, and called to
me to mount and put it in.
“First I must kiss this beautiful cunt, and suck this superb clitoris.”
Her mount was covered with closely curled brown silky locks; her cunt
was large with grand thick lips and well-haired sides. Her clitoris
stood out quite three inches, red and stiff. I took it in my mouth,
sucked it, and frigged her cunt with two fingers, which went in with the
greatest ease, but were nipped tightly the moment the entrance was
gained, and I frigged and sucked until she spent madly with absolute
screams of delight. I continued to suck and excite her, which quickly
made her cry out—
“Oh, darling boy, come and shove your glorious prick into my longing
cunt.”
I sprang up and buried him until our two hairs were crushed between us.
She held me tight for a minute without moving, then went off like a wild
_Bacchante_, and uttered voluptuous bawdy expressions.
“Shove your delicious prick further and harder. Oh, you are killing me
with delight.”
She was a perfect mistress of the art, gave me exquisite pleasure, and,
I may add, proved afterwards a woman of infinite variety, and became one
of my most devoted admirers. Our intrigue continued for years, while her
age, as is the case with good wine, only appeared to improve her. Her
husband was not a bad fucker, but having only a small prick, had never
stimulated her lust as my big splitter had done.
We had on this first occasion three other good fucks, which she seemed
to enjoy more and more.
As I had previously fucked the girls pretty well, my prick at last
refused to rise and perform. We had to stop fucking, but I gamahuched
her once more after again posing her, and admiring her really
wonderfully well made and well-preserved body. She had a good suck at my
cock, without bringing him up again.
At last we separated, but not before she made a promise that she would
sleep with me that night, and a glorious night we had. I had the more
difficult task of reconciling her to my having her nieces. I used to
have them one night, and sleep with her the next.
Ann, as I have said, was one of the lewdest and most lascivious women I
had ever known. I had told them of the beauty of their aunt’s whole
person, and of her wonderful clitoris, and how she liked me to gamahuche
it. This awakened the tribadic passions of Ann to gamahuche her aunt.
I, at last, persuaded her to let Ann join us, and both were afterwards
extremely glad I had done so, for both were thorough tribades, and
lasciviously enjoyed each other, while being fucked by me in turns. Mrs.
Nichols too, once she got used to arse-fucking, delighted in it, and we
had the wildest orgies together.
Meanwhile, my very dear friend MacCallum had returned to town. He lived
in the outskirts, but had taken a small set of chambers at Lyon’s Inn, a
sitting room and bedroom, where he had a complete library of bawdy books
and pictures to excite to new efforts passions palled with excess. It
was here I took my sisters, and every Sunday we four, stripped to the
buff, indulged in every excess the wildest lust could prompt.
At Christmas, uncle, aunt, the Dales, and Ellen all came to town, and
taking the same rooms with others that uncle and Mrs. Dale and her son
had formerly down in Norfolk Street, we had the most glorious orgies.
I confessed that I had debauched my sisters during the weary months I
had been left alone with them, and advised their initiation into our
society. Uncle greedily snatched at the idea, so did aunt and Harry
Dale, but his mother and Ellen rather discouraged it. However, the
majority had it, and aunt went to the school, and took them away for the
holidays. I had instructed them to keep up the idea of a late initiation
by me, and how much they liked it when done, carefully avoiding the
least reference to former freedoms.
They afforded a very effective aid to the wild variety of our orgies.
Uncle especially affected them, and was never tired of fucking, sucking
or gamahuching their splendid charms. Aunt, whose lech was for fresh
young women, was unbounded in her admiration and tribadic use of their
bodies.
I made a confident of Harry Dale about our re-unions at MacCallum’s,
and, with the latter’s leave, introduced him to our orgies in the Inn.
MacCallum took greatly to the fine tight arse of young Dale. He also
wished to have Ellen introduced. I took occasion to break the matter to
her, and in the end she made a delicious addition to those private
orgies. In March Mrs. Benson, Mrs. Egerton, and husbands came up to
town.
I had written to the Benson, and got a note from her the moment she
arrived. I called immediately, and finding her alone, her husband having
gone to the city, was received with delight. After flying into each
other’s arms, nature was too fierce for any amorous preliminaries. A
sofa received our ardent bodies, and before one could think, legs were
opened, cunt invaded, and a most rapid fuck, too rapid for luxury, was
run off. Then while recovering from our first delirium of pleasure, we
had time for a few words of mutual praise and admiration of improvements
in both; but it was not until I had fucked her four times, and made her
spend at least twice as often, that we found time to enter into close
converse upon past events.
I had known by letter of the intrigue with the Count, Mrs. Egerton, and
herself, and now heard, from her own mouth, more exciting details. She
told me how Mrs. Egerton was eager to possess my unusually great prick,
adding—
“By the way, she must be alone at this hour. Come along, we may have
some fun today.”
I had not seen Mrs. Egerton for many years, in fact, for long before I
had fucked Mrs. Benson. We went. Her reception was all I could wish.
Mrs. Benson told us to lose no time, but to run off at least an
introductory embrace when the field was so clear. Mrs. Egerton made no
objection; the Benson acted mistress of the ceremonies, pulled out my
prick and lifted the Egerton’s petticoats, turning both sides to view,
and making the Egerton handle and admire the nobleness of my prick, then
telling her to kneel and present her fat arse to my lustful gaze, guided
my longing prick into her really delicious cunt; and a most excellent
fuck we had, which, as Mrs. Benson said, would put us at our ease in an
interview she had planned for next day, in which the Count was to join
us, and telling me I should have to show my mettle to rival the Count.
We met next day at a quiet house in Percy Street, Tottenham Court Road.
The ladies had gone to the Soho Bazaar, leaving their carriage in Soho
Square, going out by another entrance in a back street, and driving up
in a cab to us in Percy Street.
At an evening call I had made, to be introduced to Mr. Egerton, I had
met and been introduced to the Count. We had walked home as far as his
apartments, in Berners Street, and arranged to meet in Percy Street,
before the arrival of our beautiful and dear friends. Thus we were
impatiently awaiting their coming when they arrived.
It is needless to say no sooner had they entered, and the mere embrace
and kiss of welcome been given, than they retired to another room,
opening into the one where we were, to take off all encumbrances to the
wildest lust, while we, too, disencumbered ourselves of all our clothes.
We were quicker than they were, and the Count was in the act of handling
and admiring the grandeur of my prick when the two beautiful creatures
entered in nature’s only robe, and well might we exclaim—
“Woman, when unadorned is adorned the most,” for two more beautiful
women or more perfectly lovely in shape could hardly be seen. Women,
too, as voluptuous and lascivious in their passions as any of their sex
could be, and it was now our delight to enjoy and satisfy their ardent
lust by fucking them in every way, as well as for the first time giving
them the joy of having two real pricks in them at once. The charming
Benson, as my original initiator in love’s mysteries, claimed my first
embrace, the Count fucking Mrs. Egerton. We were so placed that each
could see the other, and thus enjoy the excitement of the scene. The
dear creatures spent thrice to our once.
Then the Egerton claimed me while the Count refilled the cunt I had just
quitted.
Again we made them spend thrice to our once. They preferred these
preliminary encounters to the more lascivious excesses we were about to
enter upon as exciting and preparing their passions for more voluptuous
embraces.
Both the dear creatures loved a prick _in culo_ from time to time, but
as yet they had not had the opportunity of having a prick in each
aperture at once.
The Egerton, to whom my prick was as yet a novelty, said she must have
it in her cunt while the Count planted his lesser but very fine prick in
her arse.
The Count’s prick was quite as long, or nearly so, as mine, and even
thicker close to the roots, but tapered up to a small pointed knob, so
that for the _enculage_ he had greater facility, than my huge-knobbed
affair, whose head was as thick as any part of it. This difference of
formation made the dear creatures both prefer my prick in front while
the Count attacked them in the rear. They generally each got two, with
me below and the Count above. But, although it was at first somewhat
painful when my huge prick took the rearward side with the Count in
front, they soon got accustomed to it, although invariably beginning,
after our preliminary fucking, with the Count first _in culo_.
The Egerton, as I said before, made her first trial of two pricks
fucking her at once, by having me below her. I had laid down on my back,
she straddled over me, the Benson claimed the place of conductress to
the instruments of pleasure, and, first giving a suck to my prick, she
guided it into the delicious cunt of her friend, who sank down upon my
stiff-standing prick, deliciously impaling herself thereon, and went off
in a voluptuous discharge on feeling its huge head engulphed to the
utmost; she rose and fell upon it in an upright position, until she had
spent a second time, and had brought up her passion to the wildest rage
of lust, then falling into my longing arms, she called out to the Count
to shove his prick at once into her arse.
The Benson had, meanwhile, sucked and moistened the Count’s fine prick,
making him as eager as the Egerton to be into her beautiful arsehole.
The Benson conducted it to the divine entrance of that rapture-giving
receptacle, which he entered at first with little difficulty, but as the
thickening of his prick by its further entrance began to stretch the
tender folds between our two pricks, the Egerton cried out for a
momentary pause, as it was producing the strange sensation that one
prick alone produces in the earlier stage of sodomitic embraces.
The Benson came to her aid by desiring the Count to withdraw about half
the distance he had gained and having whipt up some warm soapsuds she
well wetted his lower shaft and then he more easily recovered lost
ground, and gained a complete lodgement within the tremendously
stretched affair, for as I have said, the lower part of his shaft was
thicker than I could grasp.
The Egerton felt as if the two apertures were about to be torn into one,
and cried out for a few minutes’ cessation.
We both lay still, beyond the involuntary throbbing of our pricks,
pressed as they were against each other, for the at-all-times-thin
membrane dividing cunt from arsehole was now stretched to the fineness
of gold leaf, and to our sensations did not appear to exist at all.
These double throbbings soon stirred up all the wild lubricity of the
Egerton’s nature, first showing itself in the responsive inward
pressures of the delicate widely stretched folds of both receptacles,
then increasing in fiery lust, she cried out for us to begin gently our
first movements. We drew in and out in unison together, at first slowly,
but the Egerton finding that we were producing the most excessive
delight to her double-gorged receptacles, cried out—
“Oh! oh! It is heavenly; fuck faster, you angelic fuckers. I—Oh! faster,
faster. Oh! oh! it is too much.”
She spent in such an agony of ecstasy as to faint clean away.
We were not aware of this, not having ourselves spent as we had only
paused to let her enjoy her most heavenly discharge to the utmost. Then,
first with throbs, and then with in and outward movements, we soon
recovered her from her trance of excessive joy. Her passions were more
violently stirred than before. She wriggled her arse convulsively
sideways, she raved in the grossest bawdy terms, and so excited us that
we all three came to the final crisis in wild cries of the grossest
lust, and died away in an agony of bliss, so overpowering that we lay,
almost insensible, soaking in the sacred vases in which were compressed
our well-satisfied pricks. Meanwhile the Benson, wildly excited by the
scene enacted below her eyes, sought relief by kneeling beyond my head,
for we always fucked on the floor with mattresses spread widely around;
she then backed her splendid arse over my head, and brought her cunt to
my mouth, and I had gamahuched her continuously until my own delicious
spending annihilated all power of movement for the time being.
The Egerton, in the agony of her pleasure at the moment of the last
spend, had fastened her teeth on the glorious arse of the Benson before
her, and bit so hard as actually to draw blood and make the Benson
spring forward with a sudden start and cry. But we were all too lost in
the ecstatic joys to even hear the cry of pain she uttered.
At last the Egerton gave signs of returning life. The Benson had risen
and was eager for her turn, but Mrs. Egerton implored that she might
have once again a taste of these more than heavenly joys while both
pricks were still engulfed within her and thus avoid the pain of
entrance.
This was so reasonable that the Benson yielded with a good grace.
The Count, to indemnify her, begged her to stride over our two bodies,
so as to bring her delicious cunt to his mouth, which, as he was
kneeling, was just at the proper level; so he gamahuched, and embracing
her splendid arse, postillioned her at the same time; thus we were a
chain of delight.
This bout was drawn out to great length.
The Egerton must have spent half-a-dozen times, and when we both at last
jammed our pricks up in the ferocity of lust, making all three give down
life’s essence in an almost killing ecstasy, she really fainted quite
away, and so alarmed us that we withdrew to use such remedies as were at
hand to bring her to; even then she was quite hysterical. We laid her in
the bed; she was relieved by a copious flood of tears, which she assured
us were those of joy at the exquisite and overpowering delights we had
conferred upon her. She begged us now to gratify the Benson with the
same ecstatic joys we had bestowed upon her, and she would be a quiet,
and delighted spectator of our doings.
It was now my own loved Mrs. Benson’s turn to experience the
inexpressible delights of the double junction. From her love of my
splendid splitter, of which she had taken the first sweets, and which
had been initiated in her deliciously adulterous cunt into the divine
mysteries of love, and the still more sacred and secret joys of the
second altar dedicated to the worship of Priapean unutterably sensual
raptures; from this circumstance and the constant use of the rear
receptacle practised by her husband, whose prick was a very fine one,
the initiation into the _double jouissance_ was less nervously effected
than with the less used arsehole of the more delicate Egerton, but at
the same time two such pricks operating at once made her wince a little
before we were fairly engulphed to the cods, the banging together of
which in their close proximity added greatly to the stimulating of our
lust.
The sweet Benson lent herself most readily to the work, and seconded us
by her art in wriggling her arse and the delicious cunt and sphincter
pressures; enjoying herself at once and more rapidly than the Egerton,
she got four delicious discharges before our somewhat more sluggish
senses would allow us to come to the grand final crisis, which seemed to
stimulate the divine Benson to a point of raving lust, which showed
itself in cries of the grossest bawdy; shouting to us to shove our
pricks in further and faster, calling us all the loudest blackguard
names she could put her tongue to—absolutely roaring as the final
discharge seized her in the very same instant that we poured floods of
sperm into both interiors, she then sank, annihilated by the excess of
the voluptuous delights conferred upon her, but lay throbbing and
pulsating in all the after-joys of the utmost venereal satisfaction. We
lay long in this delicious inanition of such voluptuous excesses.
The darling Benson exercised her delicious “nippers” in both orifices,
which soon had their expected effect, and shortly the flesh gave
symptoms of its “resurrection” to mundane joys, after having passed
through the heavenly delights of Paradise, truly rising from the most
delicious graves in which they were lying so exquisitely buried. Like
her lovely predecessor she was eager for more, and if it were possible
our second course was superior to the first, at all events it was longer
drawn out, for the previous draughts on our slackening appendages made
the further delivery an effort requiring longer pumping, and thus
swelled the amount of pleasure by lengthening the process before
arriving at the grand final crisis.
The Benson, much more ungovernable in her passion than we were, must
have spent six or seven times in our last effort, and died away in, if
anything, greater abandon than in our first course, and eventually sank
completely overcome by the entire satisfaction of her raging lust for
the time being. We, too, both wanted a respite, so we all rose.
The two dear creatures when once on their legs found instant necessity
to evacuate their rear receptacles of the double cargo taken in, and
disappeared for a few minutes.
We all purified ourselves and well laved everything with ice cold water
to reanimate them the sooner. We then sat down to a stimulating
refreshment, in which we at least all drank a bottle of Champagne
apiece, in the midst of delightful and exciting bawdy wit and obscene
stories, in which our darling _fouteuses_ showed a witty proficiency.
In half an hour we began to take up our positions. It was my turn to
take them in the rear, but both begged off for that day. The pause for
refreshment had given time to make them feel sore after the great
stretching they had undergone for the first time, so my turn was delayed
for three days, that being the usual delay in their orgies to prevent
suspicion by too frequent absences, but not excluding any opportunity
that might occur for a rack-off in the mean time. So we only each fucked
them once and closed our exquisite orgy for that day; parting with every
expression of fully satisfied desires, and the warmest kisses and
embraces.
The Count and I walked to his apartments to refresh ourselves there with
hot tumblers of toddy; whiskey being a great favourite of his, and, in
his opinion, the best restorative after our exhausting efforts with the
two insatiable creatures.
He congratulated himself on my accession to these orgies, as being a
great relief to the burden he had had in satisfying both in both ways
when all alone with them.
However, the Count was an indefatigable and an unwearied fucker, but two
such insatiable cunts often had tried his powers to the utmost, and was
more than he liked to do at the interview, so he had found whiskey toddy
a remedy at once efficacious and agreeable. I myself with my private
excesses at home was glad to know so pleasant a restorative. The Count
and I became the most intimate and attached friends; through him I
perfected myself in Italian, and not many years after this, passed some
happy months with him in Italy after he had been amnestied, returned to
his country and recovered part of his once large property, but of that
hereafter.
I called next day on my adored Benson, who had developed into a glorious
woman, more lovely and lustful than ever.
We had but a moment to ourselves, and could not use it for amatory
purposes but as we both had much to relate we agreed to meet at our
house in Percy Street the next day.
This house was taken furnished for love purposes only, and merely an old
woman was kept to take care of and arrange matters when we were gone; it
was held in the Count’s name but paid for by the two fair users of it.
They had latch keys each, and the place was kept ready for everyday use.
The dear libidinous Benson avowed that she used it for other lovers
unknown to the Count or the Egerton; paying the old woman liberally, she
had all her own way.
We met there the next day, rushing into each other’s arms, and then
assisting in the undressing we had three exquisite fucks, during which
the delighted Benson spent seven times, and then we could have a long
and uninterrupted talk over old times, and my after-doings. I told her
all, and how the Vincent, my elder sister, Miss Frankland, my aunt, and
Mrs. Dale had all thought me an innocent, receiving his first lesson in
their delicious cunts, and how true and wise had been her sage counsels.
She listened in wonder and delight, drew from me descriptive pictures of
our conjunctions and thrice interrupted my narrative to have a delicious
fuck to calm the excitement raised by the lascivious descriptions of my
acts with all those most glorious women. I told her also of my intrigue
at my lodgings with the two sisters and the Count.
My description of the latter set her off in raging lust, and produced
another most excellent fuck. But afterwards she told me I must find
other quarters in some place where Mrs. Egerton and she, or either of
them, could call and receive comfort without observation.
I told her I was inscribed for chambers in the Inner Temple, which I had
reason to believe I should get in a week or two. This much pleased her,
and it will be seen that I succeeded in getting just such a set as
exactly suited the great object in view, approachable without being
under the observation of others; commodious and agreeable, where all
that the dear Benson wished to be added to our set were brought
together, and the wildest orgies of the most insatiable lust were
carried on.
My description of my aunt, of Mrs. Dale, and especially of Miss
Frankland, now Mrs. Nixon, excited all the tribadic passions for which
the dear Benson was so famous.
Her clitoris, which was formerly prominent, was more so now, and she
dearly loved to gamahuche her own sex. In that way she took a great
fancy to my sisters, especially Eliza, who had all the same instincts
very decidedly pronounced. So we had the prospect of the most consummate
orgies in near view, and most gloriously in the end we realised our
wildest expectations.
In men we were more restricted; the Count would only consent to have
Harry Dale and my uncle in any orgy of which he formed part. He was
nervously timid about his sodomistic tendencies being known to many, and
only yielded on account of the relationship and the closer ties of Harry
Dale and myself, who eventually shared my chambers, and we lived
together, so that perforce he was obliged to put up with his presence.
He soon came to delight in having Harry’s prick in his bottom when
fucking others at our orgies. It will thus be seen that the Count’s
timid exclusiveness shut out from these family orgies my dear and
esteemed friend and master MacCallum More. However, in a certain sense,
it was an advantage, as we had at least the pick of the young ones, in
my two sisters and Ellen, who wanted very little persuasion to join our
Lyon’s Inn orgies. And our excellent friend had some of his own set,
both male and female, to meet us either with one, two or all, for we
could not always manage to have the whole of the dear creatures
together. _En revanche_, dear MacCallum had several youthful ganymedes,
whose tight young bottom-holes were a great solace when cunts were
altogether absent.
We thus had two distinct and separate sets of orgies, which had all the
natural effect of novelty, and by exciting comparison, making us turn
from one to the other with renewed passions and power of enjoyment.
As my sisters could only come on Sundays, that was our exclusive day,
and we made an entire day of it, but I, in the end, persuaded Ann to
join our orgies with MacCallum, and she proved a first-rate addition in
every way.
I have already stated that she was of a most libidinous temperament, and
developed into one of the most lascivious and lustful of women one could
possibly find, and as she had rare beauties and splendour of form, she
was made to raise the most raging lust in man or woman, for she, too,
was as fond of tribadic indulgencies as my aunt or the delicious
Frankland. Her position as a servant prevented our introducing her to
Ellen or my sisters. As a matter of worldly prudency it was best not to
trust her with the knowledge of their complying with all our lustful
demands on their charming persons.
The Count, myself, and our two charming lovers met on the appointed day
to renew our delicious orgies. After both of us had fucked each dear
creature came the _double jouissance_.
We took the adorable Benson first, that the scene of our erotic sports
might stir the lust of the darling Egerton to a greater heat. It was my
turn to lay my offering on the secret altar of Priapus, while the Count
filled her cunt with delight.
As I have before said, the arsehole of the Benson was much more used
than that of the Egerton, whose husband never dreamt of such a horror,
as she would call it. Mr. Benson, on the contrary, delighted in it, and
seldom passed a night without paying his devoirs to that delicious
aperture. So, although it was but the second time she had indulged in
the _double jouissance_, yet her lust enabled her to take in with
greater ease my big prick in her arsehole, with the Count’s fine prick
in front, than when our parts were reversed. She revelled in the wild
fury of raging lust, created by the glorious ecstasy of having a prick
in each aperture—screamed with wild cries of heavenly joy, spent
furiously, and eventually died away in an overpowering and indescribable
felicity. She soon recovered her senses, and begged for another bout
before withdrawing. Of course there was immediate compliance and another
more soul-killing encounter was run off with the usual death-like
termination.
I had continuously gamahuched the Egerton who straddled over the two
bodies below her, and brought her delicious cunt to my mouth, while my
arms encircled her beautifully formed and cream-like coloured buttocks,
at the same time acting postillion with two fingers to increase her
lustful gratification.
We purified ourselves after this, and drank some Champagne, then
standing stiff at the prospect of now possessing the lovely body of the
Egerton, we took up the same position as before, the Count under, in
cunt, the Egerton above, with her deliciously fair arse exposed to my
embraces first, and my big prick afterwards.
The adored Benson gave it a suck first, and well wetting the knob,
guided it to the narrow entrance of love’s secret bower. Its head was
soon housed, and although still creating strange feelings, the previous
day’s attack had made the entrance more facile.
With little halting we drove on to the first delicious discharge. The
second bout was all divine pleasure, and ever after the delicious
Egerton enjoyed it completely.
These delicious orgies with these two lovely women were indulged in on
every third day.
I became a favourite with both their husbands, thanks to a kind of
sheepish innocence that I had the power of putting on.
At the same time as my education had been well attended to and as I
myself was fond of study, attentive to my college instruction, and
anxious for a knowledge of foreign languages, I had become fairly
proficient in German and Spanish, and well read in French and Italian.
The latter was perfected by the Count’s friendship, as we were much
together and spoke nothing else. Perhaps it was this which led to a
greater friendship for me on the part of Mr. Egerton, who was an
excellent Italian scholar. His wife’s intrigue with the Count had also
perfected her, so that when we all four dined together Italian was the
only language spoken among us.
The dear Benson, too, was a perfect mistress of the Count’s tongue, as
well she might, having it so often in her mouth; and as it is a soft
language that lends itself to love and lust, it became ours in all our
orgies.
The delicious Frankland, now Mrs. Nixon, returned to town with the
spring. By that time I was established in my chambers in the Inner
Temple, and had them simply furnished, but with every accessory for
love’s combats in couples, or in the wildest orgies. The adorable Benson
inaugurated and dedicated them to the service of holy mother Venus and
her son Cupid, as well as the more lustful Eros.
The Egerton and the Count afterwards came to consecrate them to the
worship of Priapus, and we had a most delicious orgy on that sacred
celebration.
It was on this occasion that those two wild lustful creatures insisted
on seeing the Count and me in conjunction together. The Benson guided me
into the Count’s bottom, while he was in the bottom of the Egerton, and
the Egerton conducted the Count into my bottom while I was luxuriating
in the delicious arsehole of my adored Benson. It satisfied a longing
desire on their parts to see man with man, and did not displease either
the Count or myself, who, in our secret hearts, had each wished to
possess the other.
The Count was a powerful and very hairy man, and had an especially very
full hairy arsehole, which to me was wildly exciting.
In that I differed from my dear friend MacCallum, who loved bare-arsed
youths with no hair there, telling me that coarse hairy arsed men rather
disgusted him, and although in his wide sodomitic experience he had had
such, it was with a certain repugnance that went against the grain.
In that I differed from him entirely, the hairier and the coarser a
man’s arsehole was the more it excited me. In that respect the Count was
exactly to my taste. He was very hairy all up the chink of his arse, and
had a very coarse skin and an almost black arsehole, so deep a brown it
was, the very sight of which always drove me mad with lust.
He as much loved me from another cause. His great letch was to frig a
fine prick while buggering the possessor, hence, as he had never met
with so fine a one as mine, he was insatiably fond of being into me and
frigging me at the same time.
We thus had two points of private attraction, that made us become the
closest of friends, but we did not let any of our dear female
participants know of the mutual joys of which they were not
participants.
The superb Frankland, now my guardian’s wife, also came alone to my
chambers, and we had a renewal of all our wildest experiences. She told
me it was such a comfort to her, for although her husband, Mr. Nixon,
was very loving, and did all he could, still it was nothing but exciting
her to long for others, especially for my own huge prick, of which she
never knew but that she had been the first initiator of it into love’s
delicious recess in either sacred grove.
So fresh and eager as she was for the fray you may easily imagine the
wild excess we indulged in, sucking, gamahuching, fucking, and
buggering. I cannot tell how often in every way her exciting and
glorious body carried me away to an excess beyond anything I could have
thought myself capable of.
When fairly exhausted, and we could uninterruptedly talk over all that
had occurred since I had left my mother’s house, she heard in full
detail, for the first time, all my adventures.
I had given her, at the time of her marriage, a hint of how matters had
gone, yet without any details, which now she was voracious to hear. I
told her of my aunt’s and uncle’s apparent seduction of me, nor did I
hide our goings-on with young Dale, and my after-possession of Ellen and
his mother, who was the last to believe herself my seducer, for as I
told the delicious Frankland (I can never bear to call her Nixon), I had
followed her sage advice, and up to the Dale had played off the innocent
game with perfect success; but now that I was a man I threw all that
overboard.
“Indeed,” said she, “and who have you been throwing it overboard with.”
I laughed at her ready taking of me up, and then went on to a full
confession of all my intrigues.
She did not like my having taken up with the two servants, the nieces of
my late landlady, thinking it derogatory in one endowed with a prick
that any lady would be too glad to possess, but she was very much struck
with my description of the superb body and wonderful lubricity of the
Nichols.
It excited her much, especially when I told her that she had given me
the idea of her near approach in body and wantonness to herself.
It will be seen hereafter to what a closer alliance with the Nichols
this led. Pressing her enquiries, I acknowledged my intrigue with the
Benson, Egerton, and Count. This evidently excited her lust, as I could
see by the wild sparkle of her eye. It led to an immediate and delicious
fuck, and when recovered from its ecstatic finish, to closer and more
searching enquiry as to how I got into such intimacy, but I had expected
this somewhat jealous scrutiny, and was quite prepared for it. I led her
to believe they had been here nearly all the winter. I told her my
mother had desired me to call and see the Bensons as friends of hers. I
had done so. The Bensons quickly observed how largely I was furnished,
very soon gave me encouragement, of which I did not want much after the
late intercourse I had had with herself, aunt, and Mrs. Dale.
Thus matters came quickly to their natural conclusion. She was perfectly
astonished at my powerful weapon, and as she and her dearest friend
already shared lovers, I was quickly introduced to her friend Mrs.
Egerton, and they had me together, and let me into the secret of their
intrigue with the Count, which was followed by my initiation into their
orgies.
My praises of these two ladies, and my saying how glorious it would be
for her to make a fifth, and my description of the exquisite body and
the tribadic tendencies of Mrs. Benson, fired her wild imagination, and
woke up all her tribadic lusts, and it ended in her begging me to give a
luncheon at my chambers to the Benson and the Egerton, that she might be
introduced to them, more especially as they really moved in a society
somewhat higher than Mr. Nixon’s connections, although, in point of
wealth, the Nixons were far superior.
The little luncheon came off most agreeably. The ladies all took to each
other most warmly; seeing which, I boldly broke the ice, and telling the
Benson and Egerton that dear Mrs. Nixon was my first initiator in love’s
mysteries, and as had both of them, the wisest thing we could do would
be to throw away all restraint and have a jollification all round. To
set them at their ease—for there was a momentary hesitation—I pulled out
my prick at full stand, and said—
“There’s a prick worthy of all your exquisite cunts, and one, too, that
has enjoyed them all, and been enjoyed by everyone of you. So throw away
all hesitation and let him enjoy you all again. Who is to have it
first?”
They laughed, and all approached and handled it, interchanging their
opinions upon its being the very finest one that any of them had ever
seen.
“Ah, now,” said I, “that is just the thing, you are at once put at ease,
then let us do it with ease; strip is the word, and let us have it
luxuriously.”
They laughed, kissed each other, and said the dear fellow must have his
way, and all at once proceeded to undress. The glorious and wonderfully
hairy body of the Frankland perfectly astonished them, and raised their
tribadic passions to fever heat, especially the Benson, who threw
herself on that glorious form in an ecstasy of delight, more especially
as the Frankland’s passions being excited, her long red clitoris stood
out from the dense black mass of hair which covered not only her belly
and mount, but all down and around her cunt. Nothing would satisfy the
Benson but an immediate mutual gamahuche, for, with true tribadic
instinct, these two beautiful and libidinous women divined their mutual
letch for that particular lascivious inclination, and at once proceeded,
one on the top of the other, to wildly gamahuche each other. The Egerton
and myself seized the opportunity of having a delicious fuck together,
which we brought to a conclusion before the others had satisfied their
immediate desires.
The Frankland, who at first was under, was now above, and as she knelt
and pushed out her stupendous arse to bring her cunt over the Benson’s
mouth, the sight of its hairy arsehole roused my desire to fuck it, and
my cock responded instantly, so kneeling behind her, I introduced it to
the well-known receptacle, and to her infinite additional delight,
sodomised her to perfection. This was another means of putting them all
at ease, and I fucked and buggered them all until neither handling nor
suction could get my prick to raise his head again.
You may easily imagine after this how delighted they were to make the
glorious Frankland a participator in our orgies with the Count. Nor
shall I forget the wild gaze of surprise and lust when the Count first
beheld the splendid and hairy form of the glorious Frankland when she
entered the room in all the dazzling splendour of her perfect nakedness.
These two natures were made for each other, both salacious to a degree,
both vigorous in body and untiring in the most libidinous excesses of
the wildest lust. Both hairy to a degree, showing the meaning of that
vast display all over both their bodies. They were instantly attracted
to each other, flew into the closest of embraces, and sinking on the
floor where they met, two strokes were racked off before they came to a
state of more moderation, amenable to our general operations. It had
been all the same an exciting scene to us.
The Benson was madly stimulated by the sight of the Frankland’s superb
body; her long red clitoris, not satisfied with the double rack-off with
the Count, appeared only to be more excited, and stirred the whole soul
of the adorable Benson. She threw herself in reverse upon the Frankland
before she had time to raise herself, seized with her mouth the
wonderful clitoris, called upon me to fuck her from behind, and then
with fingers up arsehole and cunt worked furiously. The dear Frankland
responded on the fine clitoris of the Benson, and postillioned me at the
same time. We ran off two bouts in this delicious position, and then
with more regulated passions rose to form more general combinations.
The Count had fucked the Egerton while we were engaged above the divine
Frankland. Our first pose was suggested by the Egerton, who had been as
yet less fucked than any. She had been also greatly taken with the
glories of the Frankland’s superb body, and especially struck with her
extraordinary clitoris, and had taken the curious letch of wishing to
have it in her bottom-hole while riding St. George on my big prick. We
all laughed at her odd choice, but agreed at once, especially the
Frankland, whose greatest letch was to fuck very fair young women with
her long and capable clitoris. A fairer creature than the lovely Egerton
could not be found. The Frankland admitted that in her inmost heart she
had longed thus to have the Egerton from the moment she had first seen
her, and her delight and surprise at finding the dear Egerton had
equally desired to possess her, fired her fierce lust with increased
desire. I lay down, the Egerton straddled over, and feeling the delight
of my huge prick when completely imbedded, she spent profusely with only
two rebounds. Then sinking on my belly she presented her lovely arse to
the lascivious embraces of the salacious Frankland, whose first act was
to stoop, embrace, kiss, and tongue the beautiful little pinky aperture,
wetting it with her saliva, she brought her fine long clitoris, stiff as
a prick, and plunged within. The letch that both had taken for the same
indulgence lent enchantment to the act, and their wild imaginations
created an excess of joy that the smaller size of the Frankland’s
clitoris, in comparison with the dimensions of our longer pricks, might
not have led one to suppose possible.
Twice we indulged in this excess, the women going off half-a-dozen times
to my once.
I had aided the Frankland by using a double dildo, which at once filled
both apertures. This excellent instrument was an invention of the
Frankland, which she had suggested to a Parisian dildo maker, and had
had it made in two or three sizes. It became very useful in our orgies,
as from disparity of numbers an odd couple were left out, when the
_double jouissance_ was in operation, and then the two outsiders, with
tongues and dildoes, could gamahuche with great satisfaction.
During our tribadic junction, with the Egerton fucked by the Frankland
in the arse, the Count had first fucked and then sodomised the Benson to
their mutual satisfaction. We all rose, purified, and refreshed with
wine and biscuits, while discussing what our next move should be. The
Count had not yet had the Frankland _in culo_, and suggested, as it was
her introductory meeting, that the greater honours should be conferred
on her on this happy occasion, so I was to fuck her while he enjoyed her
in the rear quarters. The Egerton and the Benson should use double
dildoes to each other, or in any other way amuse themselves.
This was a most exquisite encounter, and with such unutterable enjoyment
that we hardly paused between the first and second, and it was not until
we had deluged thrice both interiors that we withdrew. The delighted
Frankland had never ceased spending, but so vigorous a nature could
easily have taken twice as much; but the other dear creatures had now to
be conciliated.
The Count next took the Benson in cunt while I blocked the rear
aperture, and the Frankland once more enculed the Egerton, who dildoed
herself in cunt at the same time; all of us running two courses. We then
rose, purified, and refreshed. When our pricks were ready it was the
Egerton who took me in front and the Count behind, and the Benson, who
had grown lewd on the Frankland’s clitoris, was sodomised by her and
dildoed by herself. The Egerton still suffered a little in the double
stretching, so that we ran but one exquisite bout, enabling us, whose
powers began to fail to be re-excited, to finish with the _double
jouissance_ in the glorious body of the Frankland.
We carried this on until the midsummer holidays, when at their desire I
introduced the Benson, Egerton, Frankland, and the Count to my uncle,
aunt, Mrs. Dale, Ellen, and Harry, and we had some glorious orgies in my
chambers.
The splendour of my aunt’s arse captivated the Frankland and the Count.
The latter soon got into young Dale’s arse, which he did one day when
arriving for the very purpose half an hour before the appointed time of
all meeting. I was present, and was so excited at the sight that I
seized upon the Count’s arse and delightedly astonished him by giving
the double enjoyment.
It was after this, as Harry remained to live with me, that he was
introduced to our general orgies, and thus we occupied all the dear
creatures at once, and most voluptuous and lascivious meetings we all
enjoyed, the Count occasionally giving us a private visit.
Meanwhile Ellen had been put to the same finishing school where my
sisters already were, with permission to go out with them on the
Sundays, when we always had a delicious orgy at our dear friend
MacCallum’s. He, like the Count, had taken a peculiar fancy for the
tight young arsehole of Harry Dale, without altogether deserting the
women, especially my sister Eliza, whose delight in rear sports was
supreme, and she never would be fucked but when she had a prick in each
aperture, preferring mine in her cunt with either Dale or MacCallum
operating in the rear.
Knowing the hours when I could not be interrupted by any of my lady
friends, I did not neglect the superb Nichols, but had her and Ann to
come together for an hour and a half, from half-past nine to eleven
a.m., and most delicious fucking I had with both. I had equally
initiated them into the mysteries of rear delights, and both took it
with great gusto. Upon finding this I gradually descanted on the
exquisite delights of the _double jouissance_ with two male pricks,
filling with ecstasies indescribable the two apertures at once.
When once I had excited their desires on this point, I mentioned my dear
friend MacCallum More, as one in whom we could all confide, and with
some little hesitation obtained their consent to introduce him. I had
already mentioned the matter to him; told him he might think the Nichols
too old, but she was gloriously superb in body, and so extraordinarily
well preserved that her body was twenty years younger than her face and
her lust and fucking powers were far superior to a woman of twenty-five.
Besides, I hinted that he might persuade Ann, and perhaps her sister
Jane, to join our Lyon’s Inn revels.
We met by appointment on a given morning. I advised MacCallum to come
sooner, and when the women came, under the pretence of his not being
able to join us that morning, I would get them stript, and when all was
ready he should appear in buff, and so break any _mauvaise honte_ they
might have at first undressing before him.
He was wonderfully struck with the superb body of the Nichols, and, as
the stranger, we gave him his choice. He clasped her in his nervous
arms, devoured her with kisses, and incontinently laying her down on the
mattressed floor, proceeded to fuck her in the good old English fashion,
with legs and arms around her body. Ann and I gazed for a little on the
splendid action of her aunt’s arse, and the evident way in which she
milked the teat as it withdrew each time he heaved his arse to re-enter
with exciting vigour. We could hold no longer and each ran a course of
ecstatic delight ending in all the frenzy of lust to die inanimate the
next instant.
Our charming partners had spent repeatedly during our encounter. They
wanted an immediate renewal, but MacCallum suggested a change of
partners and of position, that is to say, fucking them on their knees
with their splendidly developed buttocks turned up but taking them in
the cunt.
This change was rapidly effected. We placed ourselves in such a position
that each could see all the action of the other. It was a splendid fuck,
and as our edge was taken off we drew it out a considerable length,
giving the dear recipients the opportunity of spending four or five
times to our once.
After recovering from the soaking after-joys of this delicious
encounter, we had some champagne and some smutty talk, as well as
outspoken praise of their splendid power of fuck; feeling their cunts
and they our pricks, till renovated and renewed, we arranged for further
action. As it was their introductory lesson in the double enjoyment, the
splendid Nichols had, of course, first choice. She chose me for cunt,
and to his intense delight, our dear friend for the rear attack. Ann was
to straddle over her aunt and me, and be gamahuched both in cunt and
arsehole by our friend. We had no difficulty in hilting ourselves to the
cods in both apertures, but so excited was the Nichols that with the
mere throbbings of our pricks on completely housing ourselves, she
spent, squealing like a rabbit. We gave her time to fully enjoy it, and
then commenced a slow, regulated movement, which quickly drove the
Nichols into a state of furiously raving lust, and again she spent in an
almost killing agony of delight, screaming with excess of ecstasy. Again
we paused to allow of the utmost enjoyment, but renewed when her
delicious cunt and arse pressures announced a return of craving
appetite. These pauses enabled us to bring on seven overpouring
discharges on her part, until she was quite exhausted, especially when
we both came together in an excess of joy that ended in perfect
inanition, on recovering from which we relieved the Nichols of the
double cargo within her.
She had already almost strangled me with her embraces in the unutterable
joys I had procured her. Rolling off on her side she drew MacCallum also
to her, to embrace him for the intense gratification he had afforded
her. We again refreshed the inward man after a purification and laving
with cold water, as a restorative. Then Ann took up her position in her
turn, for she, too, wished to try the novel experiment with the smaller
prick in her arsehole.
The Nichols felt exhausted for the moment, so lay on the sofa and
enjoyed the sight of our three persons in all the delirium of raging
lust and sodomy. The experiment enchanted Ann as it had overpoweringly
enchanted her aunt. She, too, spent seven or eight times before joining
us in our soul-killing discharge. The Nichols had laid still for about
two thirds of the time this bout continued, she then rose to straddle
across Ann and me, and was about to present her magnificently large cunt
to be gamahuched by MacCallum, but he begged her to turn her bottom to
him and heave it well up, while resting her hands on Ann’s shoulders. He
then could first contemplate and handle her huge superb buttocks, then
transferring his hands to her clitoris and cunt, he licked and tongued
the grand aperture of her arse—rough, brown, and corrugated, just my
taste.
We had a most glorious bout, ending in all the ecstatic joys of spending
and after-delights. Ann was as greatly gratified with the _double
jouissance_ as her aunt had been before. We again laved and refreshed,
and closed this most delicious orgy with MacCallum first in the Nichols’
cunt, with my big and doted-on prick in her arse, which, now she was
used to it, pleased her more than ever.
In the same order we double-fucked Ann, although she expressed her
greater gratification of MacCallum in her arse and my splitter in her
cunt. Again we gamahuched them both, as time would not allow of our
resurrection, then they left us.
My guardian, at his marriage, had bought a house in Portland Place, but
the lease of its then tenant only expired on the 20th March this spring,
and before being occupied it had to be entirely new painted and
decorated, so that July was nearly at an end before they could
comfortably take up their residence in it. Meanwhile they had apartments
at a hotel near Hyde Park corner.
When once they were completely housed, which was not the case until the
middle of August, my guardian desired his wife to send the carriage for
the girls every Sunday morning. Hearing that Ellen was their intimate
friend, she became included in the invitation. This put an end to our
Sunday orgies in our friend MacCallum’s chambers, much to our mutual
regret.
As far as Harry and I were concerned the ever thoughtful and delicious
Frankland came to our aid. Pretending that the girls must need walking
exercise, she always after luncheon proposed they should walk down to
their brother’s chambers in the Temple, take him and Harry as their
further companions up to Kensington Gardens or the “Zoo,” and bring all
back to dinner.
As my guardian always took a siesta on Sundays after luncheon, for being
too old to fuck his wife every night, Saturday night, or rather Sunday
morning, when he had nothing in the way of business to trouble him, was
dedicated to two or three hours of extra dalliance with his adored wife.
She told me he was very amorous upon her, could not do much fucking,
indeed, she thought his efforts that way were even more than he ought to
do at his age, but he was never tired of gamahuching her and posing her
in every attitude when stark naked; of course she lent herself to every
wish of the old man, and had, even after great persuasion, which only
her love and attachment to him could have even made her consent, allowed
him the honours of her beautiful arsehole. This requiring, as he said,
an extra firmness of prick, she further did him the extra favour of
toying and sucking his prick up to the utmost stiffness. So she had made
him absolutely adore her, and she could turn him round her little
finger. Her word and will was law, so she could do as she liked.
She told me on several occasions that she thought he was exerting his
erotic powers to too great an extent, and that she did all she could to
moderate his excitement, but all to no purpose; he was infatuated with
the glorious charms of her body, or what is called cunt-struck, perhaps
the strongest passion that can seize on man and dangerous for a man of
advanced years. Well, his Sunday afternoon’s siesta was long, and left
the Frankland at liberty to come to my rooms with my sisters, where
strip was the word, and fucking in every variety followed.
I soon found we must have other help; the pace I was going at was
beginning to tell, so with the consent of the darling Frankland I made a
confidant of the Count, and asked him to join our Sunday’s orgy. You may
imagine with what joy he accepted, for apart from his delight in seeing
me in incestuous connection with my sisters, their young charms,
especially Eliza’s, had great attraction for him, and then the
Frankland, so similar in lust and temperament. We had thus most
delicious orgies every Sunday afternoon, until the end of October of the
following year, when my sisters had finished their schooling, and I,
too, had left college, entered at the Middle Temple, and had been for
three months in a conveyancer’s office, reading up previous to being
called to the bar.
It was then that Mr. Nixon’s health gave symptoms of serious
disturbance, and his doctor recommended him to pass the winter in a
warmer climate. His wife suggested the advantage travelling would be
both to the girls and myself; she had only to express the wish to have
us all together, and we were warmly invited to join them.
We passed through Switzerland, Milan, and Florence to Rome, where we
took up our residence for four months.
The Egertons and Bensons happily spent the same winter at Rome.
My rooms were in an adjoining palace to where Mr. and Mrs. Nixon and my
sisters resided, there not being accommodation for me. I thus had a
charming entresol of five rooms all to myself; one of which looked on
and over the Tiber, and was in no way overlooked. To this room we
constantly resorted for orgies.
The Egertons had passed some winters in Rome, and she had two or three
clerical lovers, and these had introduced two others to the Benson on
her former visits, and all had been accustomed to general orgies. You
may imagine the delight of these priestly debauchees when they found
themselves introduced to our circle of three fresh cunts, and such
splendid ones, and all without any mock-modest prejudices but up to
every excess of lubricity. So to five women we thus had six men, and
eventually a very handsome young priest, debauched by the others, joined
our party, and we carried on the wildest and most extravagant orgies of
every excess the most raging lust could devise. We made chains of pricks
in arseholes, the women between with dildoes strapped round their waist,
and shoved into the arsehole of the man before them, while his prick was
into the arsehole of the woman in his front.
These holy fathers had immense resources in the way of infinite variety,
stimulating to excesses of debauchery that very soon brought the rod
into requisition.
We all from time to time enjoyed the double coition, the women
invariably so at every meeting.
These holy fathers had all very fine pricks, but none so large as mine,
and many of them loved to have my prick in their arses when opportunity
offered. In such delights the winter passed rapidly away.
In the spring Mr. Nixon’s health seemed very precarious, and we moved to
Naples, where from necessity our extreme indulgence in venereal excesses
was much curtailed.
In May we returned to England, but poor Mr. Nixon was evidently fucked
out. The Frankland told me that the more his health failed the more lewd
he seemed to grow. His passion for gamahuching her cunt had increased,
and even his prick seemed to gather new life as life ebbed away, for
hardly a night passed without his fucking her, at night in the cunt, and
at morning, in full daylight, kneeling and feeling her splendid arse, he
took her in the rear aperture. He and she too felt it was killing him,
but his infatuation was overpowering, and he declared if it did kill him
he could not die a happier death. In fact a month after we returned he
had an apoplectic fit actually when his prick was spending in her
arsehole. He lived but a month afterwards. He left all his property to
his wife absolutely, with legacies of £2,500 to each of my sisters, and
£1,000 to me.
This sad event cast a gloom for some time over all our pleasures.
The Frankland took my sisters to reside with her, but all went down to
spend the first three months of mourning quietly with my mother. She,
too, took ill when we were with her, and died before the three months
were up. This drew me down to home, now mine, and the dear Frankland
continued to stay with us for two months longer, and then left for
London. We three orphans remained for all that winter in our old home,
settling a variety of things.
My sisters now with their succession to some £600 apiece, the £1,000
left them by our uncle, and the £2,500 by Mr. Nixon, and the £400 which
I promised them as a marriage present, and with their great beauty of
form and face, for both had grown into remarkably fine young women,
became very eligible matches.
Many country families sought us out after the first three months of our
mourning, and several offers were made to the girls. They were both
somewhat fastidious after the life they had led, but eventually both
were married. Mary to a very nice fellow, who proved, as she told me, a
first-rate fucker. He got her with child, and they had a son, a fine
boy, in the tenth month of their marriage. She was very happy, now and
then coming to see me, and getting a jolly good fuck from my renovated
prick, for now that he was lying fallow, my somewhat exhausted system
was getting quite recruited.
Alas! poor Mary lost her husband by cholera in the second year of their
marriage. He had a handsome estate, and left her well off, and sole
guardian to his son, who grew up a very fine fellow, and when at puberty
became the solace of his widowed mother, who had initiated him into all
love’s mysteries.
Eliza was not quite so fortunate as her sister in her husband; he was a
good sort of man who, one would have thought, would just have suited the
hot temperament of Eliza, well and powerfully built, and with an air of
being a man of erotic passions; but he turned out to be of a languid
unimpassioned nature, who could not imagine any other manner than simply
mounting on a woman’s belly and fucking her once a night, and with no
conception of using either preliminaries or aids to her passions. So
that he left poor Eliza only in a state of excitement instead of giving
any satisfaction to her lascivious nature. She did, eventually, work him
up to good night and good morning, but for her full satisfaction she
used to seek elsewhere, and even to content herself with the embraces of
a man servant, who, if not good looking, proved to have a splendid and
powerful prick, and nearly daily gave her comfort. She also occasionally
came to me, when she had both apertures well exercised, and left me much
comforted.
She never had any children, and so managed her intrigues as never to be
found out.