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Two for One
	INTRODUCTION

	In this novel, privately published in 1824 or 1825 (There is
some conflict as to the actual date) Andrew Miller advances his, study
of the life and times he knew in England to the death of George III in
1820 and the ascension to the throne of George IV.

	Since the mid eighteenth century y, the Germanic Georges had
plagued England. True, it was during the reigns of the four Georges
that England achieved absolute world dominance, but historians tend to
give credit to the Generals and Admirals to the staunch fighting
spirit the English soldiers and sailors, rather than to the kings.

	Just as Roger Charlton before him had lampooned George III
with his series of books prior to and during the American Revolution,
so did Miller. It was his fortune, however, to have two Georges feel
the sting of his pen as he continued his writing through the ten year
reign of George IV and survived him to go on recording the chronicles
of the English upper class and their dealings with the lower classes
as well as among themselves.

	While his detractors condemned Miller for seeing nothing but
corruption and debauchery, and termed him a writer of dirt, he
steadfastly denied all such charges.

	His defense never wavered. "The newspapers of London report
the news," he once wrote. "Some excellent journals such as the Weekly
Political Register, present to the people, interpretations of
political events which the favored few would prefer to keep from the
public. There is no chronicler, and has not been since the time of
Roger Charlton, of the mores and morals of the English class. In
filling this void, I do my own job in my own way.

	"Those who condemn me," he went on, "are the people who live
as I depict in my books. To them, it is a fine thing to carry out such
acts, but a crime to write about them.

	"But though they condemn me, I do not condemn them and my
writing has never been intended as moral condemnation since I, mortal
as they are mortal, am not qualified to judge the morals of my fellow
man. Would that they would accept this view and save their
condemnation for those who prey on the poor and the defenseless from
behind their mantle of authority.

	"I shall continue to write as long as there is sight and life
left in me, and they who condemn me and my work, shoot their barbs in
vain.

	"While there remains one printer in England brave enough to
publish my works, I continue to write."

	There is an impressive resemblance between the words of Miller
writing in his own defense, and the words of one of his favorite
characters, David Lawton who makes a brief appearance in this 

	This is hardly surprising when recalls how Roger Charlton, the
man Miller so admired used his character the Earl of Bournemouth to
express his own philosophy in his many novels.

	In the Twins, Lawton merely passes across the stage, as it
were, a reminder to Miller's audience that he is still there and a
hint that he will return in future novels (as he in fact does).

	In a sweeping change of characters, Miller introduces us to
new people in similar situations and with similar outlooks.

	But he is not being fickle. Studs of Miller the political
critic and social chronicler as well as the novelist have observed
that in this sudden departure from his more familiar characters, he
was deliberately cutting a thread for a specific purpose.

	That purpose, as they see it, was to make it clear that the
people of whom he wrote were not merely a small isolated group
belonging to a club, as it were.

	The point he was making, and makes well, one sees on closer
examination, was that such conduct and such morals were commonplace in
his time and not restricted to a few with a radical outlook.

	It marked a turning point in his style since, while he still
carried few characters from book to book, he generally moved around,
dismissing most of his characters after their appearance in one novel

	There is no evidence that this helped or hurt his novels since
they maintained the same high degree of interest and depth of
understanding of life in England and the people who made it what it
was.

	As always, our editors have changed only the language
modernize it for the convenience of present day readers. The flavor
and the style of Andrew Miller and his characters remain as the author
created them.

	CHAPTER ONE

	"Oh Harold, darling," Pearl Staughton gushed at her husband as
they waited for the matron to return with the boy and girl, "they're
going to be just perfect. I can't wait to get them home and commence
their training."

	"You'd better keep that hot little cunny under control," he
smiled indulgently, "at least until we get them into the carriage and
start back for London. Remember, we've assured the lady that they are
going to a fine Christian home to be trained for domestic service."

	"I understand, dear, I'll really be a good girl too, but it's
the thought of their training that makes my cunny twitch and glow."

	At the age of thirty, Pearl Staughton's cunny had done a good
deal of twitching. She had married Harold when she was just nineteen
and although her cunny had twitched and been satisfied more than a few
times prior to that, it became a much busier place after the marriage.

	For the first few months, her husband looked after that.
Later, she began meeting his friends and found them to be an exciting
group.

	They believed that the only purpose of life was to have fun
and when fun involved all taking off their clothes to do things with
each other in the same room, then that's what they did.

	At first, the young bride was nervous about it, but two
factors helped her overcome that rather quickly. One was her beautiful
body which drew admiring comments from men and women alike. The other
factor was that Harold made it clear to her that he loved watching her
being fucked or sucked.

	As it happened, Pearl enjoyed both activities and was more
than delighted to do as her husband wished.

	But then came word that Harold was requested by His Majesty,
King George the fourth, to go on a special mission to the Canadas He
would be gone for months and her life would be such an empty thing
that she couldn't face the thought of it.

	True, their friends would see to her comfort from time to
time, but that was hardly sufficient.

	It was one evening while they were visiting friends that
Harold had an idea for keeping his wife content and occupied during
his absence. Their friends had first obtained a girl of thirteen from
an orphanage and told of how they were training her to serve them both
in the boudoir.

	That night, when they returned home, Harold announced to his
wife that before his departure, he would provide her with not just one
servant, but two, a male and a female.

	Pearl was overjoyed and they set out for Southampton the
following day. That too was his idea. London children, he pointed out,
may have friends to whom they could go if they rebelled against their
training and chose to run away.

	At the home for orphans, strays and wayward children run by a
religious order, they stated their request and the woman to whom they
spoke was delighted that two of their charges would have the good
fortune to go into service in a wealthy, Christian home.

	The prize she offered them, after Harold had pressed a nice
donation into her hand and promised a bigger one later if the children
turned out well, were Lorna and Larry, twins of fourteen.

	One look at the twins, when they were presented, was enough to
force Pearl to bite her cheeks to keep from crying out in delight.
Both were fair-haired and well fleshed. Through the cheap dress, the
girl showed signs of budding breasts which would grow bigger and
better very quickly.

	In addition, both promised nice, full behinds and that was
most important. Much of their training would involve those bottoms,
bare and turning a bright, hot red as Pearl taught them to do what she
wanted in the way she wanted it at all times.

	Spanking was one of her favorite pastimes and the sheer joy of
having two fourteen year olds to turn up bare arses at her command for
spanking, strapping or switching was just too exciting for words.

	The children were returned then and followed Harold and Pearl
to their carriage after farewells bad been exchanged. It was too late
in the day to drive all the way to London before nightfall, but Pearl
knew they would drive as long as they could before stopping for the
night, then, with an early start in the morning, be home fairly early
in the day to begin training their new servants.

	In the carriage, the children displayed signs of nervousness,
but in answer to questions posed by the adults who were their new
employers, both assured that they were delighted to be going to a home
of their own.

	"Didn't you like the home you live in?" pearl asked.

	'Please, mum," the boy replied. "They did beat us rather a lot
there."

	"Oh? I want you to tell me about those beatings, both of you."

	With that, Pearl drew a lap robe well around her legs and
pulled her gown high over her thighs. Recognizing what she was doing
and what she wanted, Harold slipped a hand well inside the robe and
began fondling her thighs and cunny while Pearl began to breathe
deeply and excitedly.

	"I reckon," the boy began almost proudly, "we got beat just
about every day for something like not paying attention during prayers
or chapel, or not moving fast enough, or talking when we were not
allowed. There were so many rules."

	"But what did they beat you with and was it on the bare arse?"
Pearl enquired boldly and thrilled as she saw the girl blush.

	"Mostly," the boy again replied, "with a strap or a cane.
Sometimes with a martinet or a riding whip. That really hurt. I could
always take it though," he boasted.

	"And how about you, Lorna?" Pearl turned to the girl. "Tell me
about your beatings."

	Although she blushed furiously and added to Pearl's
excitement, the girl didn't dare refuse.

	"The girls got it mostly with a wooden paddle or the strap.
Once in a while, it would be the cane."

	"The cane does hurt, doesn't it, dear?" Pearl said in a dreamy
tone quite without sympathy. "I should think you have a plump,
sensitive bum and the cane would really bite if properly swished. Is
that correct?"

	Lorna was blushing so furiously that it was difficult for her
to speak, yet she had been asked a question and knew she must answer.

	"Yes, madam. I fear that is so."

	"Please mum," the boy broke in then, "May I ask do you intend
to beat us?"

	In the first place, Larry, I would prefer that like your
sister, you call me madam. I think it sounds nicer. To answer your
question, of course we shall. All domestic servants are beaten,
especially during the training period when they are inclined to make
mistakes."

	The children looked at each other with downcast expressions.

	"However," she added after a suitable pause, "I do not favor
such implements as whips and martinets and only rarely use the cane or
birch."

	That seemed to offer the twins some satisfaction so that they
looked a little less glum. Pearl decided to keep the conversation
alive a little longer.

	"You see," she went on, "I much prefer to see a smooth young
bum turned bare across my lap. I like the feel of it when my hand
slaps the cheeks and they quiver with a nice sound and turn a bright
color. Do you enjoy being spanked in that manner?"

	"To tell the truth, madam," again it was Larry who answered,
"I don't much enjoy being spanked in any manner, but, I suspect your
hand is much softer than a strap or a whip. I promise I'll take my
beatings when I have them coming."

	"And you, Lorna?" Pearl turned to the girl.

	"Oh yes madam. I shall try very hard to learn my work and
please you well."

	"In all things, Lorna?"

	"Oh yes, madam. In all things."

	Pearl turned away from the girl then to look at her husband
whose hand still worked feverishly in her warm crotch.

	"Oh darling, I do believe I'm going to have a come."

	"That's nice, dear," he said as he drew her against his breast
and caused his finger to stroke a little faster in the moist depths of
her twat.

	She did indeed have a come and it was a thoroughly excellent
one. Falling back, she felt her legs fly up as the spasms began in her
quiff and spread all through her body.

	Pearl felt her legs fly up and knew she was showing her thighs
and perhaps even her arse and cunt to the youngsters sitting opposite,
but that only made it more exciting for her. Besides, she thought as
the shock waves passed, the twins were going to see a lot of her cunny
in the future.

	They rode on quietly for a while then as Pearl rested from the
tiring experience of the great come. But Harold too was dreaming as he
held his wife close to him.

	He still had more than a week before his ship sailed for
Halifax. There would be some pleasant diversions before then, he told
himself.

	Lorna, he had been assured, was still a virgin. It was going
to be a delight fitting his meat piece into her crotch and pushing a
path up her narrow slit.

	The lad's arse, of course, would also be virginal and would
present another delicious avenue of approach to his stiff cock. He
wondered if the boy would cry when he felt the bone stretching his
tiny arsehole. He hoped he would. It always made it a little more
exciting and gave him a much better come if the boy cried and wriggled
during the invasion of his arse.

	Darkness was approaching as they reached Godalming where
Harold knew the keeper of an excellent inn.  It would have been quite
acceptable to have the youngsters sleep in servant accommodation for
the night, but, like his wife, he was anxious to see them naked and
begin exploring their young bodies

	An excellent room was provided for them and mugs of rum and
wine were hurriedly sent to the room to make it even more cheery.

	Pearl had been drowsy in the carriage, but as he looked around
the room, and anticipated all that was to come, she quickly came
wide-awake.

	The night would be good, she told herself, but things would be
even better when they got the children home.

	Deciding that after the long ride it would be pleasant to get
out of their clothes. While Lorna and Larry looked on in stunned
amazement, the adults stripped bare-naked. The combined effects of his
arousal in the carriage and his current anticipation of the tender
young twins had caused Harold's cock to stand straight and hard and it
attracted the attention of both the children.

	Their attention was divided though because neither had seen a
nude woman either and Pearl had a splendid body with generous breasts,
big brownish pink aureoles and jutting nipples.

	"Look at them, darling," Pearl said with a little laugh, "one
would think they had never seen naked persons before"

	"Not grown ones, we haven't," the boy observed as he looked
from Pearl's bobbing teats to Harold's massive, stiff cock.

	"Then look away, my hearties," Harold exclaimed loudly as he
gave one of his wife's titties a little squeeze, "you will not find a
more splendid set of teats in all of England."

	"But while you're about it," Pearl interrupted, "you'll be
much more comfortable if you remove your clothing as we have done."

	"Oh thank you madam," Lorna was quick to reply, "1,ut we're
quite comfortable."

	"Nonsense. I command the two of you to strip naked at once."

	Looking to each other, the twins quickly decided without
speaking that it was indeed a command and one it dared not question.
Nervously, they stripped naked and it became the turn of the man and
woman to look wit' fascination at the firm young bodies.

	Putting down their drinks, Pearl and her husband advanced on
the children and began to explore them quite boldly. While they did,
the exchanged frank comment about the delights that were theirs. Both
bums, they agreed were well fashioned, firm and smooth and would take
spankings nicely.

	They were delighted to see that the lad's little pecker stood
rigid. At one point, Harold caught the little bone to hold it against
his for purposes of comparing the relative size of the two.

	Since his own measured just short of seven inches and boasted
a circumference to match, it was by far the winner over the little
pickle, but Pearl commented that although the lad's bone was small, it
would provide her with some fine entertainment.

	Sending the children to sit on the bed, the man and woman went
back to their drinks to hold a whispered conference. In time, they
agreed that they would not initiate the children into their new role
that evening, but instead, would sleep well and be rested for the joy
of the following day.

	Pearl asked for only one concession; She had managed to get so
horny that she really had to be fucked before she would be able to get
to sleep.

	His bone standing right up in confirmation of it's state, he
informed his wife that he would be pleased to provide that service for
her. He ordered the children to pull back the sheets on the wide bed.

	Finishing their drinks, the couple went to the bed and, as the
children watched, Pearl flopped down on the middle of the bed, threw
her long legs open and drew them up over her to display her crack and
well-curved arse.

	Holding his cock in his right hand and drawing the skin back
to bare the red, swollen head, Harold knelt before her, lowered
himself to her and fitted the head of his cock into her slit.

	The young twins watched in amazement as he drove his rod all
the way into her and began fucking with his balls swaying madly as the
man and woman groaned and cursed all the way through a vigorous
fucking.

	When the woman came, she gave a great roar of animal delight
while she was still panting and sighing, Harold tightened his hip
muscles and rubbed into her crotch with a series of low groans as he
drained his cock into her.

	After the fuck, something of which the children knew nothing
at all, they were shocked to see how his mead had shrunk and looked so
soft and wet. It didn't look nearly so beautiful to either of them as
it had earlier when the thing looked like a great staff, yet he seemed
completely pleased with it.

	Moving then, Harold and Pearl lay on opposite sides of the bed
with the nude children between them. Larry lay close to Pearl, while
Harold indicated that Lorna should come and lie close to him.

	For a little while, the adults amused themselves by fondling
the children, but they soon fell asleep.

	Whispering very quietly as the man and woman snored and made
various sleep sounds, the twins agreed that life in the outside world
was very strange indeed.

	They agreed though, that there were many things about it which
promised to he exciting and much more pleasant than life in the home
had been.

	CHAPTER TWO

	The coachman gave the horses a good run from Godalming to
London so that there was still a warm sun shining when they arrived at
their palatial home overlooking the Thames, but comfortably removed
from the crowded center of the city itself.

	On their arrival, maids began to scurry about preparing food
and baths. Seeing the healthy looking youngsters and noticing that
they looked strong, the maids were delighted at the thought of having
others to share the work with them.

	Little did they know that the twins had been accorded special
status so that their strength and health would be employed in the
boudoir rather than wasted in manual labor in the kitchen and laundry.

	While they ate, a maid was dispatched to summon a tailor. It
was essential, after all, that the twins be provided with fine clothes
so that they could dispose of the ugly, patched things they wore.

	After the children had been measured, Pearl gave detailed
instructions regarding the various items of apparel that would be
required and sternly pointed out that the first of the clothes would
be expected the following day.

	Retiring to their rooms then, Pearl and Harold quickly removed
the clothes in which they had traveled. There was no hesitation this
time when the twins were ordered to strip.

	While Pearl took Larry to one tub, Harold led Lorna to the
other. There, taking their time, each instructed one of the twins in
the art of administering baths.

	In the beginning, the children were quite nervous at handling
the mature bodies, but their tutors were rather patient and they began
to do better.

	While Pearl taught Larry how teats should be lathered and
rinsed gently, before showing him the correct manner of bathing her
arse and cunt, she saw that his cock had become very stiff and smiled
in delight as she fondled it with one hand.

	In the other tub, Harold immensely enjoyed the fact that his
cock had become stiff as a pole. It responded nicely as he taught the
girl the importance of handling it and his balls very gently.

	He taught her too, how to draw the skin back from the head so
that the neck of it could be properly cleansed and freshened.

	When he finally permitted her to stop washing his rod for fear
it would explode, he taught her to part the cheeks of his arse and
bathe the crack and hole with the same infinite care.

	"And now my dear," he said as he fondled one of her little
titties, "I shall show you how to check to ensure that a cock and arse
have been properly cleansed."

	Slipping a hand behind her head, he instructed her to open her
mouth wide. When she did, he forced it to open even wider as he pushed
the head of his cock inside.

	"That's my good girl, Lorna," he encouraged, "feel the whole
head and the neck with your lips and tongue. If the taste is good,
then it is clean."

	Perspiring and trembling in a manner that was new to her, the
girl felt the velvet head of the cock in her mouth and was surprised
to discover that it was not at all unpleasant, as she would have
feared.

	She released it only when he told her to and knew she would
not mind doing it again when told to. He bent then and she conducted a
similar test on his arsehole as she held the strong cheeks apart.

	In the other tub, Pearl was conducting a similar experiment.
Both her nipples had been sucked and found to be soap free. The lad
was amazed at how they grew red, hard and large in his mouth and hoped
he would be called on often to perform the cleanliness test.

	He found the same enjoyment in testing her cunny as his tongue
discovered the silken warmth inside her slit. He wasn't quite as keen
about licking the hole through which he knew she pooped, but once he
saw the lovely pink skin of the hole he didn't mind at all.

	Larry was even more pleased to discover that even when he
forced his tongue inside, as she demanded, there was no taste or smell
of poop. He intended to discuss that with his sister later.

	The baths completed, the twins were taught how to towel
properly so that some areas were rubbed briskly, while others were
handled with a gentle delicacy.

	When both their bodies glowed and felt good, the man and woman
retired to sit on the bed while the twins were ordered to bathe each
other in the same water and cautioned to use the same degree of care
they had been taught earlier.

	While Harold and Pearl watched, the twins seemed to find great
pleasure in handling each other as they bathed and went on to perform
the checks for cleanliness.

	"The little devils seem to love their work," Pearl observed to
her husband.

	"Too much, perhaps," he agreed. "If she doesn't soon get his
cock out of her mouth, the lad's going to give her a drink she didn't
bargain on."

	As they laughed, the girl's lips reluctantly gave up her
brother's cock and they completed their baths and dried each other
with fresh towels from the great stack of them beside the tub.

	The twins were called to the bed then and carefully examined
by the two adults. It was an examination much concerned with arse,
cock and cunt and it was pleasurable and unhurried.

	While the performance of it delighted and excited the man and
woman it was also obvious that the twins enjoyed having their bodies
handled by mature persons of the opposite sex.

	Having already discussed the matter and agreed that both
wanted to lap the little slit of the girl, it was the next order of
business while her quim was still fresh the tub.

	While the two males sat beside them, Pearl informed the girl
of the great joys of cunny sucking and told her that both she and her
husband were going to give her a demonstration.

	Seeing a look of nervousness on the girl's face, Pearl assured
her that it would be a delightful experience in-deed and a thing she
would learn to enjoy greatly right from the start.

	Turning the girl then, Pearl wasted no time in parting her
smooth young thighs, baring her little cunny and pressing her mouth to
the lips of the virginal slit.

	For a little while, she just kissed the lips as the girl began
to sigh and writhe in the beginning of passion. There was a greater
show of arousal from Lorna as Pearl fitted her tongue into the slit
and began licking.

	Deciding to add spice to the game, Harold instructed the lad
to play with Pearl's arched arse to make it more enjoyable for her.
When he lie saw that the boy was doing a fine job of massaging the big
cheeks and slipping his fingers into the crack from time to time, he
moved up on the bed and toyed with Lorna's teats with his hands and
his mouth.

	The look of passion on her young, inexperienced face sent
thrills racing through him and his cock gave a great jump.

	He went on stroking and squeezing her titties until he heard
the first cry that told him she was on the verge of coming. He stared
into her face until her mouth opened wide to scream as the come tore
through her, then, his face came down on hers and she was screaming
into his mouth. It was a wonderful feeling.

	They gave the girl time to rest and recover her breath, and
then they began talking to her. The come, she told them, was the most
wonderful thing she had ever known. Her whole body seemed to light up
at the time it happened and still had a wonderful glowing feeling.

	"Is it always like that?" she wanted to know.

	"Sometimes it is," Pearl told her, "sometimes it's better,
sometimes it's not as good, but it's always great."

	A few minutes later, Harold told the girl that he was going to
lick her off again but they would do it in a different position.

	Harold loved to have a female sitting on his face when he
lapped her, so he laid on his back on the bed and Pearl showed the
girl how to straddle and mount him.

	Seconds later, her crotch pressed down to his mouth and his
tongue moved right up into her slit after licking her wet, hot' lips
for a little while.

	Once again, she gave a glad cry at the touch of the rough
tongue lapping inside her tender, throbbing pussy.

	With his hands reaching around to clutch the cheeks of her
firm, silken bum, he gave her a tremendous lapping until she was sure
her cunny was raw and would fall right out of her crotch with smoke
coming from it.

	It didn't fall out, but it did come again. She couldn't tell
whether the second come was better than the first or not. As it
flooded through her while her body jerked and became contorted with
passion, he held her, her bum and crotch rubbing and grinding against
his face, the fresh taste of her virgin cunt filling his mouth so that
he went on licking until she fell into a heap on him close to being
unconscious.

	Allowing the girl time to recover, the man and woman then
began to tell the twins about the wonderful pleasure of fucking.

	The girl didn't even know that the male cock was able to spurt
cream, but Larry admitted he knew because he had frigged himself and
he and other boys had frigged each other.

	"I'll let you rub my cock until I come, some day," Harold
promised Lorna, "but this isn't the time for it."

	"Why not?" she asked simply, as if wanting to try everything
after being sucked off twice had been so good.

	"Because there' are other uses for our cocks right now," he
said with a pleasant smile.

	"Other uses, sir?" she asked with a quizzical look.

	"Of course, Lorna," this time it was Pearl who answered the
question.

	"You watched last night while Harold fucked me with his great
cock. Now, I am going to permit your brother to stick his hard little
cock into my cunt and give me a nice fucking until he shoots his cream
into my twat. Later, you will see what it is like to be a woman Harold
pushes his cock in your pretty little cunny and gives you a very nice
fuck."

	"But that isn't possible madam," Lorna gasped.

	"Why do you say that?" Pearl asked gently.

	"Because it is much too big. It could never fit inside my
little slit. It would tear me in two."

	"Don't fret so, dear," Pearl comforted her. "I once watched
while Harold forced his cock into the twat of a ten year old girl
while her mother held her."

	"But won't it hurt?" Lorna asked with tears in her voice.

	"Perhaps a little at first. There is some hurt for woman the
first time she does it, but after that, her slit is open and she can
enjoy the wonderful pleasure of being fucked. Remember how I looked
last night when Harold was fucking me? Didn't I look pretty happy?"

	"Oh yes, madam. I've never seen a woman look as happy. Not
even the nuns when they were praying."

	"Well then, I'm sure you want to taste some of that joy.
Remember though, you can't begin enjoying it until your twat has been
properly opened by a cock."

	"I guess I understand that, madam. I'm a bit afraid, but I
want to do it."

	"That's the spirit, Lorna. Before you do it though, watch
Larry give me a nice fucking."

	At this, the boy's eyes lit up. Since he had watched her
husband give it to her the previous night in the inn, he had been
filled with desire to stick his prick into a woman and work it in and
out until it shot. Now, he heard her say he was going to do it to her.

	"How about it Larry?" Pearl smiled as she turned to look at
him. "Would you like to stick your hard little bird into -my cunny and
give me a fuck?"

	"Oh yes, mum, I mean madam. I'd like that very much indeed."

	"Very well then, come and give my twat a nice licking first. I
like to have it wet when I fuck."

	Pearl rolled over onto her back and threw her legs up. For
just a moment, the boy looked at her open twat, framed by her arse and
thighs, then he was bending with his face in her crotch as he began to
lap her. As he did, her big arse and belly kept jerking so that her
wet snatch rubbed his face and he loved it.

	She kept him licking until she felt herself on the verge of
coming, then she pulled him roughly out of her crotch.

	"All right lover boy," she panted, "grab your little cock and
stick it in my slit. Fuck me, boy, fuck the arse off me."

	Larry was amazed at how easily he could push his prick into
her cunt. Once he was all the way in, it felt better than anything he
had ever known. The way her cunt wrapped warmly and wetly around his
tool felt even better than his hand wrapped around it jerking it.

	He pumped fast, mush too fast, with the result that he felt
himself shooting into her with strong spurts. It was much too soon for
Pearl. Even though the licking had primed her to come, he didn't give
her enough time.

	She wrapped her legs around him, squeezed and rubbed him
against her crotch and belly, but it didn't work. Instead, his soft
little cock fell out of her and she groaned with frustration.

	Seeing her trouble, Harold rolled the boy aside and, sitting
beside his wife, reached, into her crotch and gave her a finger
fucking that soon brought her over the edge. She came quite nicely and
decided she was going to have to give the boy lessons in fucking
before he would be any good to her.

	Diddling his wife only accentuated Harold's desire to push
into the girl's virginal little cunny and break her cherry.

	Turning away from his wife, he brought Lorna down onto the bed
and told her to give his cock a few jerks with her hand. It was an old
habit with Harold that he liked to have the woman he was about to fuck
jerk his cock a few times first so that she could feel in her hand
What she was going to feel in her twat.

	Hurrying from the bed to the dresser, Pearl returned with a
jar of cream. Bending over the girl, she applied the contents of the
jar generously to the little twat, then, patting the girl's head, told
her that she was about to become a woman

	It was the signal for Harold to raise Lorna's legs, lower
himself over her and fit the end of his cock with infinite care,
between the little pink lips of her twat.

	When giving a boy his first buggering, Harold liked to jab
hard and make him cry and wriggle on his lance, but with a girl, he
tried to be as gentle as possible when taking her cherry.

	Still, regardless of how gentle he tried to be, there was
still the factor of his cock having to break through her barrier and
there was no painless way, he knew, of doing it.

	Feeling the tightly drawn membrane against the head of his
rammer, he caught her by the hips with both hands, drew her body up to
meet him and drove hard at the same moment.

	He felt the barrier give and beard her cry at the same moment.
The path was open then, so he stroked the rest of his bone into her
twat and thrilled at the delicious, wet tightness, which gripped him
more firmly than a hand could ever have done.

	When he was in her right to the balls, he paused for a moment
to savor the wonderful feeling of her cunt gripping him and, at the
same time, he assured her that the door had been opened and the worst
was over.

	She was still crying a little as he began to fuck her with
long, slow strokes. Harold was an expert fucker with the result that
he gave her a magnificent fucking

	Before long, she stopped crying and the look that had been
pain, became passion instead. Each time, he would draw his cock back
slowly until little more than the head remained inside, then, with
equal slowness, he would push it all the way back into her.

	As he did it, he used his hands on her hips to teach her how
to make her body work with his to improve the fuck.

	When he heard her begin to moan and gasp with passion, Harold
was shocked and delighted. Never before had he even heard of a maiden
having a come with her first flick, but it was going to happen this
time and there was no doubt about it.

	And then it happened. She cried out again, but this was a cry
of sheer joy as her belly rubbed up at him while she trembled all over
and her body became slippery with an exciting film of sweat.

	As the last tremors of the come shook her, Harold put his cock
back in motion and fucked with the speed of a dog. His cock raced in
and out until, with a groan of content, he began shooting his cream
into the depths of her heaving belly.

	"Oh sir, oh, oh, you're peeing inside me... oh..."

	"That's not pee, dear," Pearl said as she stroked the smooth
young arm, which wrapped around Harold. "That's the purest of cream
and every time you get your belly filled with it, you become more a
woman."

	Harold felt so good and so tired that he left his cock soaking
in the tight little nest. When he did finally pull it out, it wasn't
because he wanted to, but rather because he knew his weight must he
crushing her.

	As he rose from her, Pearl quickly took his place and washed
away the blood before the girl could see it and become frightened.

	"Do you think you will enjoy fucking now, Lorna?" Harold asked
her.

	"Oh yes. I think I shall want to do it all the time. I don't
think I could ever get enough of that good feeling in my cunny."

	"Let me give you a warning, my dear, under no circumstances
are you to ever fuck without my permission. Especially, you are not to
fuck with your brother. Do you understand?"

	"Yes madam, I promise."

	"As for you, Larry," Pearl turned to him. "If I ever catch you
fucking anyone without my consent, I shall break my rule about not
using whips. I have a vicious little martinet, which could cut your
arse to ribbons. Wait a moment, I'll show it to you."

	Walking to the dresser, Pearl took out a classically
constructed little martinet with a stout handle and the five short
lashes.

	Though not as cruel an instrument as the cat-o-nine tails, it
still looked quite impressive as Pearl flicked her wrist and caused
the tails to swish menacingly.

	Both the twins assured her that they would not fuck without
permission.

	CHAPTER THREE

	That night, Harold and Pearl slept alone and spent a great
deal of time talking about the future with the girl and boy.

	"Isn't there any way you can get out of the trip, dear?" she
asked almost pleadingly.

	"Not really. Where George Third was insane and unpredictable,
the new king is very predictable. He rewards his friends well and I
want to remain among that group."

	"I don't suppose you could get away with pleading a serious
illness?"

	"No. Regardless of my reason, he would always remember that he
had asked me to do something and I didn't do it. As much as I would
love to get out of visiting that dreary new country, I fear I must
go."

	"Well, at least I hope you manage some decent fucking while
you're there."

	"Have no fear. I am being provided with a chubby arsed pageboy
to serve me during that long trip. When I arrive in the colony, I hope
to get a few Indian girls. I've been told that their cunts are not
slit up and down like white women's."

	"Is that true?"

	"I don't know, but I've heard they're slit across instead and
I surely intend to find out by sticking my prick in a few."

	"You must tell me all about it when you get back. Perhaps they
have feathers too."

	"Only on their heads, I should think. Still it would be
interesting to fuck a woman with a feathered arse. One could dry his
cock on her arse when he finished."

	"Did you ever fuck anything feathered?" she asked.

	"No. When I was a lad it was said that the country boys fucked
ducks and geese and chickens. Come to think of it, Attila's Huns had a
fine sport. The men would grab a fowl, ram their cocks into the thing
then chop off the neck."

	"Oooh that does sound like sport. Would they come that way?"

	"I understand that while the bird flapped its wings, they
would jerk it hack and forth like a cunt until they shot."

	"We must remember to try it when you get back. You pull it
onto your cock and I'll chop the neck off. I mean off the duck not
your cock"

	"I sincerely hope so, my dear," Harold replied with a rueful
grin.

	Before they went to sleep, they thought of having one quick
fuck, but decided Harold should save all his strength to bugger Larry
the following day.

	On that note, they said good night and, while he waited for
sleep to come, Harold smiled and blessed the good fortune that brought
him a virgin to deflower one day and a boy with a virgin arse for
buggering the next day.

	In the morning, they sent a maid for toast and tea and for the
twins. Lorna and Larry arrived dressed, but Pearl informed them that
they should always be naked for their morning visit to the bedroom.

	Undressing quickly, they got up onto the bed to have their
bodies fondled. Harold was already erect, but when Lorna began to play
with his cock, he got much harder and was obviously in a mood for
fucking.

	"Would you like to fuck me, sir?" Lorna asked quite anxiously.

	"I'd love to, my dear," he said as he stroked her bum with one
hand and a pert little teat with the other, "but I'm saving this for
your brother's bum later."

	"You mean you're going to give it to me up my bum, sir?" Larry
asked as he took his mouth away from Pearl's big teat.

	"That I do lad, and a fine fucking it will be too, I'll wager.
I think you'll squirm nicely around my rod."

	"But sir, it's such a big one. I don't think I could take it
inside me."

	"You will, lad, I'll see to that. After all, your sister's
cunt is small but she took my John Thomas very nicely indeed and I
suspect she is looking forward to the next time. Isn't that right,
Lorna?"

	"Oh yes sir. You have taught me the delights of being fucked
in my little cunny."

	"And such a sweet little cunny it is too," Pearl said with
enthusiasm as she turned the girl over and kissed

	She was still kissing the little slit when the maid arrived
with the tray.

	"Let me see how you look this morning, my dear," Harold said
to the maid as she placed the tray down on low table.

	Understanding well what he meant, the maid walked to the bed
and raised her skirts to her waist. While she stood there with her
feet apart, the man fondled her thighs, arse and cunny and declared
that she was in fine shape.

	Turning away from her, he took a cup from the tray and poured
tea for Pearl and himself. While they enjoyed their tea and toast, the
twins were invited to help themselves to the same. They did with a
relish, since it was far better tea than they were accustomed to.

	When the adults had finished eating, they decided that they
would wait until after breakfast before getting on with their sexual
games with the children.

	Pearl had Larry bring her the pot and hold it under her while
she peed a tinkling stream. Later, Lorna, without being told, took the
pot from her brother, walked around the bed with it and held both it
and Harold's cock while he tried to pee. Because of the stiffness of
his cock, though, he wasn't able to do it. He thanked her for her
thoughtfulness and she replaced the pot under the bed where it would
not be kicked over.

	When Pearl suggested that they all go down to break-fast nude,
Harold confirmed that it was a brilliant idea, and, with his staff
standing well up and out he took his wife's arm and they left the room
with the twins following.

	With a touching show of grace, Larry gave his sister his arm
and the four walked downstairs together to provide the maids with a
startling surprise. They had often seen the master and his wife in the
nude, but the sight of the four coming to the breakfast table in the
nude was quite another matter.

	Although breakfast is not normally considered a festive meal,
they made it just that at one point, Pearl wrapped a slice of
well-buttered toast around Harold's cock. When she laughingly took it
away to eat it, they both laughed at the film of butter that had been
left on his meaty shaft.

	Putting her toast down for the moment, she pushed her chair
back a little, bent and licked the melted butter away.

	"If you will just lick a little more, my dear," he told her in
a satisfied tone, "you can have fresh cream with your butter."

	Taking the warning with a laugh, Pearl released his wet cock,
picked up her toast and began to munch with fine zest.

	Looking across the table at Pearl's dancing titties was enough
to keep Larry's little tool, nice and stiff and as the little bone
stood straight up, Lorna reached over to fondle it with her right hand
while eating with her left.

	She did it so well, that Larry finally had to move her hand
away for fear that he would shoot above the table. He wanted to do it,
but feared what his master and mistress would think of it. The sight
of the woman's martinet was still fresh in his mind and he had no
desire to taste the sting of it across his naked arse.

	Breakfast over, the four moved their chairs back and left the
table. This time, on a whim, Harold gave his arm to Lorna, and as they
walked from the dining room, he used his other hand to fondle her
delightful young bum.

	Behind them, Larry walked with Pearl on his arm and, emulating
the style of his master, he reached over to feel the sinuous beauty of
her arse as the cheeks undulated with each step.

	"You are becoming a very fine young gentleman, Larry," she
told him as she sighed at the feel of his hand on her arse.

	"Thank you madam," he replied with more confidence than he was
aware he had. "You truly have a lovely bum and I will never tire of
touching it."

	"Larry dear," she said in a low voice that caused the lad to
tremble, "I am going to teach you to be the greatest lover in all of
England and I think I can make you enjoy every lesson of it."

	As the reached the bedroom, Pearl was not surprised to see how
excited and anxious Harold was to get into the lad's arse.

	"I'll get him ready for you now dear," Pearl told her husband.
"Do you want him hot or cold?"

	"Hot," he answered, "very hot."

	His order placed, Harold pulled Lorna down on the bed and
began rubbing and licking her arse. He was going wild with desire and
that was just the way he wanted to be. It ensured that the bum fuck
would he rough for Larry, but an exciting one for him. Taking a
different grip on the girl, he pulled her bum up tight against his
face and began to tongue fuck her arsehole. His drool trickled down
her crack and thighs.

	"Now then, Larry," Pearl said as she sat on a chair by the
bed, "come over my lap while I heat up your bum for the nice fucking
you're going to get."

	"You mean spank me?" he asked in stunned surprise.

	"That's right, dear. Come."

	As Pearl pulled the boy into spanking position, he was still
trying to find out why it was necessary that he be spanked.

	"But I haven't done anything wrong," he pleaded.

	"That makes no difference, dear," Pearl said as she delivered
the first stinging spank. "At times you will be spanked for
punishment, but at other times it will be for our amusement"

	Although she used only the palm and finger" of her right hand,
the 'boy was soon crying loudly as his behind turned red and glowed
brightly with obvious heat'. Harold had ordered it hot and he was
going to get it' that way.

	Pausing then, Pearl ran her hand over the red cheeks' and
decided they were nicely ready. Picking up the jar of cream, she
scooped some out with the tip of' one finger and began the task of
lubricating the little hole.

	"Ready when you are," she called over the sound of the boy's
sobs.

	Hurriedly, Harold pulled his tongue from between cheeks of
Lorna's arse and scrambled off the bed

	"Just one more spank on each cheek, Larry," she said softly,
then proceeded to deliver two extremely sharp spanks, one on the apex
of each cheek.

	Helping the boy to his feet, she led him to the bed and had
him kneel up on the edge of it with his knees well apart and his red
bum arched outward.

	As she stepped back, Harold moved in standing between the
boy's legs.

	Pearl drew the chair closer to the bed, sat on the edge of it,
her thighs parted wide, and called Lorna to kneel with her face in her
crotch.

	"Lick me off while I watch," she said with urgency that caused
the girl to bend to the task at once.

	There was a cry from the bed and Pearl looked to see that the
husband's cock had already begun pushing up the narrow passage of
Larry's arse.

	Wearing a smile of content, while his eyes blazed with aroused
lust, Harold kept feeding his cock up the chute a little at a time
while his balls swayed between his hairy thighs.

	At last, he gave a final lunge and drew Larry's arse back so
that the hot cheeks rubbed his belly. It was the moment he enjoyed
most; that first rub of belly against well-spanked arse as the cock
reached its limit.

	Larry cried and sobbed loudly and between sobs he begged the
man to stop before he killed him.

	"Oh fuck," Harold gasped, "this is truly delicious. What a
lovely tight, hot arse."

	For more than a minute, he went on rubbing his belly against
the wriggling, burning cheeks of the lad's bum, then, renewing his
grip, he drew his cock well back and began to fuck.

	Although it didn't hurt quite as much as it had before, the
boy still slapped his hands on the bed and sobbed while his feet
kicked as much as the position permitted.

	And then, suddenly, Larry had all the freedom in tile world to
kick as Harold proved to be a real classicist by picking the boy up
around the middle and holding him in mid-air as he moved into the
final stage of the fuck.

	The young legs kicked maddeningly as Harold stroked strongly
and more quickly.

	The action triggered Pearl into her come and, as the feeling
spread through her causing her whole body to jerk, she pushed Lorna
away from her crotch.

	Sitting on the floor, Lorna turned to stare in surprise the
sight of her brother being held in mid-air while the man delivered the
final few strokes, then groaned an jerked as he fired his cream in
long, strong spurts that carried well up into the boy's bowels.

	Holding the boy against him, Harold gave a few more rubs of
his belly against the still hot bum, then, turning so that Larry was
above the bed, he released his grip and the boy fell free, his
arsehole drawing off the spent cock.

	Pearl got up and hurried to her husband. They kissed in close
embrace with his limp, wet cock rubbing against her smooth belly just
above her triangular cunny bush.

	As they rubbed together while continuing their passionate
kiss, the wetness between them made delightful little sounds and
renewed the sensation of lust in both of them.

	For Harold though, there was little he would be able to do
about it for a while. He had drained his balls completely and would
have to wait until his body could manufacture a new supply.

	"How does your tight little hole feel now?" Harold asked the
boy in a hearty tone.

	"Please sir," the boy half sobbed, "It feels as though your
stout cock were still in it."

	"That's the way a good fuck should leave you, m'lad. It should
stay that way for at least an hour, then you'll feel so empty that
you'll want to be fucked again."

	Please sir, I doubt that very much," Larry answered a rueful
look laughed then and even Larry managed a weak h with them as he went
on rubbing his bum.

	CHAPTER FOUR

	They returned to the dining room naked for lunch and decided
that having gone so long into the day without any clothing, they
should spend the entire day in a state of nudity.

	Only Larry was really shy about it. It was just the size of
his bird that upset him. When Harold walked about, he noticed, his big
meat swung proudly between his thighs. It was something to be proud
of. His, on the other hand, looked like a weak little finger,
especially when it was soft.

	After the meal, they went out to the stables, still naked, and
Pearl had one of the grooms saddle a horse for her. He found it
difficult to take his eyes off her splendid figure and his fingers
trembled as he attempted to adjust the equipment.

	Rather than the conventional sidesaddle normally preferred by
women, Pearl used only the normal male type with a nicely raised horn.
It had been fashioned for her especially according to a design she
produced.

	"You may pat my burn a little, if you wish," she said to the
groom as she waited for him to assist her in mounting the horse.

	He trembled even more violently then, but was able to hold her
foot in his hands as she began to swing up into the saddle.

	As her leg swung over, the man looked directly up into her
cunt, which looked soft and very moist. He wondered whether it was
that way from a recent sucking or a fuck. In either case, he decided,
he would love to have been the one who had done it.

	His hand cupped a cheek of her arse just before Pearl slipped
onto the saddle and he felt his stiff cock give a great jerk. He saw
too that her big titties were still swaying nicely as she moved to get
comfortable.

	Getting comfortable had nothing to do with where her bare arse
was positioned in the saddle though. Moving up, she felt the cool
leather of the horn against her twat.

	Moving a little farther ahead, she reached into her crotch and
used her fingers to part the lips of her twat ~ that the horn could
rub inside right against her warm passion bud.

	It felt so good that she closed her eyes and rubbed her pussy
a few times against the saddle horn and felt a delicious trembling all
over her body.

	She took the reins in her hands then and walked the horse out
of the barn. Outside, in the spacious courtyard, she set the horse at
a nice gait so that the saddle horn could rub her quiff with each
stride the horse took.

	Harold and the twins watched as she rode in circles and, to
his delight, Harold felt his prick beginning to revive.

	To help it along, and because he felt in the mood, he drew
Lorna to him and, keeping her cute little bum against his Wang, he
played with her teats with his left hand while his right went down her
belly, into her crotch and toyed lightly with her cunny.

	Lorna saw the groom looking at her with flagrant desire and
felt very much like a woman. One of these days, Lorna told herself,
I'll slip out here and have him fuck me.

	Through his pants, she could see the great lump of his hard
cock and decided he would love to shove it into her slit and give her
a nice fuck. If she were caught, she knew, she would get a beating,
but beatings were an old story to her and she could take one if it was
payment for a nice fucking from a man.

	"Ayeeeeeeee," came a piercing cry from Pearl as she rode
toward them, "I'm comingggggg, ooooohhhhh... aaahhhhhh."

	Her eyes were closed; her head thrown back, her mouth wide
open as the horse continued to canter without any measure of control
from the rider.

	Weak and spent, she drew her slit away from the horn and fell
forward with her arms around the animal for support. He had seen it
often enough to know what to do, so the groom ran to catch the horse
and bring it to a stop.

	Pearl was still starry-eyed as the groom helped her down while
giving her a nice feeling up in the process before he returned the
horse to the barn.

	"Ooh, that was good," Pearl sighed as she threw her-self into
her husband's arms. "It's always good."

	"The groom thinks so too," Harold said with a laugh. "He has
such a hard on that the skin of his face is pulled tight. I fear he'll
choke.

	"Good heaven's, we can't have that," Pearl said with a serious
expression.

	"John," she called loudly, "come here quickly."

	Sweating profusely, the man ran to her. Without a word, she
unfastened his pants and they tumbled to his ankles in a tangle. He
was naked from the waist and his stout cock stood straight up, the
skin pulled back from a big, red head swollen with passion and desire.

	"You poor chap," she said lightly as she stood close behind
him. "I can't leave you like that."

	Keeping his arse pressed against the warmth of her belly,
Pearl began jerking him off. As she did, she called for the girl to
come close and watch his cock,

	Lorna had felt a cock shooting cream into her, but didn't seem
to realize that when rubbed, a cock would shoot straight out. She
crouched just inches in front of his bone and stared in fascination as
Pearl continued to draw it back and forth.

	And then, to her surprise, as the woman began to jerk it more
quickly, the thing fired right into her face. In trying to scramble
out of the way of the shooting stick, she lost her balance and fell.
Pushing the man closer to her, Pearl drained the last drops of his
cock so that they fell on Lorna's belly and thighs.

	The only way Lorna could dispose of the copious amount of
cream was to rub it all over herself. Laughing, Harold assured her
that it was very good for a woman's skin.

	Patting him lightly on the arse, Pearl released her hold on
the groom and he weakly bent to pull his pants up over his wet cock.

	"Do you feel better now, John?" she asked him with a warm
smile.

	"Yes, madam. I thank you very much for your kindness."

	The four nudes began to walk back to the house then as Pearl
explained to Lorna how lovely it is to ride nude while the saddle horn
rubs between the lips of the cunt until it causes a woman to come.

	Lorna not only understood, she envied the woman and hoped that
one-day, Pearl would teach her how to do it. Still, she didn't dare to
ask.

	Inside the house they went into the parlor for drinks. Pearl
explained to the twins that Harold would be leaving in a few days on a
very long trip and that it world be months before he returned.

	Larry took the news quite calmly, but Lorna was obviously
saddened.

	"Are you really that sad about my leaving?" he inquired.

	"Oh yes sir," she replied with sincerity.

	"Tell me why."

	"Well, sir," Lorna was hesitant, but forced herself to
continue. "I like you very much sir, and I like it when you fuck in me
with your beautiful big cock."

	"Bless you my dear," be hugged her "how very sweet you are."
As he held her, he rubbed against her sensitive little titties and she
felt big cock press hard into her smooth tummy.

	"You wouldn't mind if I were to give the little dear a nice
fucking now, would you," Harold asked his wife.

	"Of course not dear. After all, you will be without a woman
during that whole long trip. Have as much as you can before you
leave."

	"Capital, darling, capital. I'll take the little angel onto
the couch and we'll play for a while to get my bone nice and stiff. I
think this fucking is going to go on for a long time."

	Lorna went to the couch with him eagerly and before he could
say anything to her, she was fondling his lovely big bone. Encouraged
by his praise and eager to win more of it, she bent over his lap and
forced the head of big rod into her mouth.

	Sitting in a big, comfortable chair to watch them at play,
Pearl invited Larry to sit on her lap. He came to her with a touching
display of eagerness.

	While she fondled his bum and hard little cock, the boy did a
masterful job of fondling and sucking her lovely teats.

	"Have you ever had your cock sucked?" Pearl asked in a
whisper.

	"Oh no madam, I never have."

	"One day when I am in the mood, I shall do it for you. Most
men find it quite enjoyable."

	"I know it will be madam Do you enjoy doing it?"

	"When the mood is upon me, I find it really quite thrilling.
But tell me, do you enjoy sucking my cunny?"

	"Oh yes madam, I do indeed. I find a cunny has such a strange
odor about it and it feels nice when your big legs rub against my
face. I shall enjoy sucking it any time you want me to. Do you want it
now?'

	"Not just yet, Larry. For the time being I would like you to
suck my teats a little more. See how your mouth has caused that nipple
to grow? Do the same to the other first and I'll decide later what I
want."

	Squirming a little on her warm thighs, he fell into the crook
of her arm and reached for the other teat with his open mouth. He
sucked the teat beautifully and Pearl was soon purring like a happy
kitten as she tried to decide what she would have him do for her when
he finished with the teat.

	On the couch, Pearl saw that Harold had turned the girl over
and was holding her up so that he could get his face in the valley of
her bum to lick her little pink arsehole while one of his fingers
diddled her moist little slit.

	At a signal from her husband, Pearl pushed the boy from her
lap and they joined Harold and Lorna in walking to the spacious couch.

	There, Harold lay on his back with his cock standing straight
up. He described to Lorna how she should ride the pole and, with very
little difficulty, she fitted the lips of her cunny around the great
head and began to slide down with the cock pushing up into her slit.

	Meanwhile, Pearl knelt on the rug with her arms resting on the
end of the couch so that she could watch the girl fucking her husband.

	Larry moved behind her arched arse quickly, and then paused
for a moment before pushing his cock between the cheeks.

	"Not up my bum, silly, she scolded. "Come up from under and
shove it into my cunt."

	The boy caught on quickly and soon had his little pecker well
into her while his belly slapped the meaty arse at the completion of
every quick stroke until the woman told him to stop.

	Patiently she explained to him how a fuck should continue over
a long period so that the woman had time to find real enjoyment from
it.

	Chastened, the Tad slowed the pace of his assault and began to
give her a nice, slow fuck.

	Beside her on the couch, Pearl saw that Lorna a natural little
fucker despite her lack of experience.

	Her lithe young body rode up and down easily and with
deliberate slowness as her tight little cunny clasped the shaft of
Harold's cock in such a way that he wore a look of ecstasy.

	The wetness he had induced in her little twat caused an
exciting squishing sound as the pole slid in and out of her pussy.

	Pearl's pleasure was increased when she discovered that by
looking to her left, had a perfect view, through a mirror, of the
girl's arse and, between her legs, of Harold's glistening wet cock as
it slid up and down into her twat.

	Larry, meanwhile, was doing a splendid job of fucking her very
slowly with nice steady strokes. Although his tool was small, it was
nicely hard and kept rubbing against the passion bud inside her cunny.

	Lorna was just finishing her come as her crotch ground against
the man, when Pearl felt herself coming to that point.

	"You may drive faster if you wish now, Larry," she panted.
"I'm getting ready to come"

	Pearl barely had time to finish the statement when the boy
began pumping like a dog. She cried out in delight and felt his belly
press and rub her arse as the boy began spurting his juice into her
while she was just at the high point of her come.

	Harold was 1ast to finish. Enjoying it as he did, he was able
to hold back and keep the girl sliding up and down his stiff rod.

	At last, he groaned and began firing. Lorna's eyes went wide
with wonder as she felt the streams pumping up into her.

	When it was over, she admitted to them all that her runny felt
raw but wonderful from going on with the fuck after she had come.

	They all rested then.

	CHAPTER FIVE

	Harold had been gone only three days, but the worn-an and girl
missed him terribly. As for Larry, he seemed quite delighted since as
the man of the house, he was frequently called on to service Pearl.

	When his cock was too weak to function, he could always
delight her and himself by licking and sucking her teats, arse and
cunny or watching his sister do it.

	He was still determined to have a try at fucking his sister,
but saw that it wouldn't he easy. Pearl tended to be suspicious when
he was slow in recovering his strength. If he were ever too slow in
getting a bone on, he sensed, his employer would guess what had
happened and his arse would pay a painful price for it.

	But Lorna was not so patient. 'The day before Harold left he
fucked only his wife. It alone had been enough to arouse the girl to a
fever pitch, and the three days since did nothing to improve her
condition.

	She kept remembering John, the groom, and how his big cock had
spurted all over her that day when Pearl had jerked him off with her
hand. If only, she kept telling herself, I could slip out of the house
for a little while, I'd soon enjoy the feel of a big, hard cock inside
my cunny.

	Determined to get fucked, Lorna kept watching for an
opportunity. Two days later, she found it when she and her brother
reported to Pearl in the morning and were told that the woman was
going to remain in bed quietly for a couple of hours.

	Sending the twins away, she told them to go and amuse
themselves. Before they left, she gave them the customary warning
about fucking.

	Lorna hurried back to her room and Larry was close behind.
Closing the door, he showed his sister his rod. It was nice and stiff
and he told her this was their chance to enjoy a fuck together.

	But it wasn't to be. Lorna had dreamed long enough of the feel
of a big, manly cock inside her and she was going to get it right now.

	As she pulled a light dress over her head, she told Larry of
her intention. He was obviously both disappointed and afraid, but
there was no way he could dissuade her from her dangerous plan.

	Slipping out the back door. Lorna hurried to the barn. She was
almost running by the time she reached it. As she adjusted her eyes to
the relative darkness of the barn, Lorna saw that the groom had turned
from curry combing one of the horses to look at her curiously.

	Advancing toward him with a boldness that surprised even her,
she asked the man where they could talk alone. Nervously, he led her
toward the back of the barn behind some bales of straw.

	"What did you want to talk to me about?" he asked as he eyed
her narrowly.

	"This," Lorna said with a smile as she pulled the hem of her
dress above her waist to display her nudity. "I'd very much like to
feel that lovely big cock of yours in-side my hot little cunny."

	She saw the man tremble and noted a bulge forming in the front
of his pants.

	"If Mrs. Staughton should find out," he said in obvious fear,
"she'd skin us alive."

	"I know that," Lorna replied boldly, "but I'm willing to take
the chance if you are. Her husband tells me that I'm an excellent
fuck."

	"I can well believe that, Miss," he said sincerely as he
reached to cup the cheeks of her bum with both hands and pull her
against him so that she felt the hard outline of his cock pressing
against her.

	Anxious to get started, Lorna threw her dress over her head
and stood naked with her thighs apart.

	"Lie down on the hay," he said in an urgent whisper.

	"Not before I see and touch that great cock," Lorna replied as
she began to open the front of his pants with trembling fingers.

	His pants fell away and the magnificent big pole of a cock
stood up to greet her delighted eyes. Catching it with both hands, she
reverently drew the skin well back from the bright red head and
stared. Remembering how jerking it had once caused it to shoot and go
weak, she took no chances. When it shot this time, she vowed, it would
be inside her slit right to the hairy hilt.

	With a gay little laugh, she released the throbbing muscle and
fell back onto the hay with her legs flying up and apart. Stepping out
of his pants, the man dropped to his knees and peered at her pretty
little cunny.

	"It's very beautiful but very small, Miss," he said in a low
voice. "I must make it wet so I won't hurt you with my thick cock."

	As he finished talking, he pressed his mouth into her crotch
and began to lick and suck the soft, pink lips and pushed his tongue
well into the slit to carry moisture up there as well.

	Getting to his feet then, he took his cock in his hand and
approached her. Despite the careful preparations, Lorna gave a little
gasp as the swollen head pushed through the narrow opening.

	Her cunt had never been so truly filled, but after the first
push, it was delightful. She felt the hard meat stretching her twat,
but there was no pain involved, only a beautiful sensation.

	It seemed to take him forever to push the entire length of it
into her, but that too was delightful. Lorna wouldn't have cared if it
took him five hours and if Pearl arrived on the scene and flayed the
skin off her arse with her martinet.

	Nothing that could possibly happen, Lorna swore under her
breath, could possibly mar the joy she felt then as he began panting
and stroking back and forth while his strong hands held her arse and
kept drawing her body up to meet each delightful, long stroke.

	Lorna managed to stifle the cry that tried to escape when she
came, but her sighing was loud enough to be heard at a good distance.
Her sounds were just dying when John, with a shudder and a groan,
began to shoot his thick cream into her cunt and well up in her belly.

	Lorna decided it was like being drowned inside and it was, she
told herself, the most wonderful way to drown.

	When he got up and tucked his wet cock back into his pants,
Lorna got to her feet tiredly. While she pulled her dress back on, she
accepted his sincere thanks with a warm smile and, reaching up under
her dress to pull a few hard strands of straw out from the crack of
her arse, she left and hurried back toward the house.

	She was warmed by the wonderful fucking he had given her, but
also by the realization that at any future time, he would take the
chance if she would. It made her feel very womanly to think that a
grown man would risk his hide and his job for the joy of seeing her
bare naked body and fucking her.

	Inside the house, Larry reported that their mistress was still
resting and that her absence had not been noted by anyone.

	When Larry insisted, Lorna gave him all the details of how
surprised the man had been, but how his excitement at the sight of her
body had overcome his fear of punishment so that he lapped her cunny
first, then gave her a magnificent fuck with his great fuck pole.

	Less than a week later, Lorna took the chance again. This
time, Pearl was entertaining a lady guest and gave the twins
permission to amuse themselves for a while without her.

	Outside the parlor, Lorna told her brother she was going to
the stable for another nice fuck. Again he cautioned her, but again
she ignored it. Nothing could scare her away from the groom and his
lovely big cock.

	This time, Larry decided to watch the show through a crack in
the wall of the stable. There were many of them and it was not long
before he found the one that gave him a perfect view.

	As he arrived, he saw that his sister was already naked and
the man had removed his pants and was waving his stout staff in
readiness

	Larry was very excited as the man got down on his knees to
lick Lorna's slit as he had done before. His excitement grew then as
the man got on top of his sister and began to push his cock in between
her waving legs which looked so white and beautiful in the relative
darkness of the barn.

	He was so intent on watching the fucking that he neither saw
or heard Pearl as she walked behind him, threw open the door of the
barn and walked in just as John finished shooting his load into the
tight little cunny.

	"Well, well, well," Pearl said with a tone which seemed to be
more one of amusement than of anger.

	Then, to the amazement of the two who had been caught in the
act, she turned and walked out of the barn.

	"Larry," she called sharply as she stood outside the door, "if
you can tear yourself away from that crack in the wall, I'd like you
to do a little errand for me."

	"Yes madam," he sputtered nervously as he cringed before the
woman.

	"In the drawer of the bureau in my bedroom, you will find my
martinet. Bring it to me at once."

	The boy scurried away and Pearl walked back into the cool
barn. As she did, she saw that both Lorna and John had hurriedly
dressed.

	At a command from her, both removed their clothes again.
Rather than just his pants, the man was also obliged to remove his
shirt so that, like Lorna, he was stark naked.

	There was complete silence as the woman stood perfectly poised
awaiting Larry's return with the martinet. When he did arrive, he was
out of breath and had obviously been running all the way.

	Handing the martinet to his employer, he quickly stepped back
out of her sight. After all, he reasoned, he had been peeping at the
fucking in the barn and it could be she would judge that he too should
be punished. He held his breath and waited for the decision.

	To his delight, Larry saw Pearl place the martinet down on the
corner of the stall and reach behind to fasten the hooks and buttons
of her dress. Deciding to aid his cause, Larry hurried to assist her
and was rewarded with a bright smile and a spoken thank you.

	He still helped as she pulled the dress off and bent to push
her petticoat down and step out of it. She wore stockings, garters and
shoes, other than that, she was naked.

	Picking up the martinet and taking a firm grip on the black
leather handle, she swished it tentatively as she looked at the nude
culprits.

	"Now then," she spoke calmly, but with authority, "I have
decided on punishment for the two of you. You, John, will receive as
many strokes of the martinet as I choose to give you. It will not be a
light dose and I can assure you that your arse will bleed before I
finish with you.

	"As for you, Lorna, I choose not to use the martinet since it
would leave your arse disfigured for days and that would interfere
with my pleasure. Instead, you will receive a series of spankings
calculated to keep the cheeks of your bum a very bright red until I
retire for the night.

	"Since I intend to stay up late reading this evening, you can
expect many spankings and all will be of a most severe nature."

	Neither of the culprits made any response, but Pearl did not
seem to mind. Speaking to John, she ordered him to climb onto the end
of the stall and stand there bending over the rump of the horse with
his arms wrapped around its belly.

	Stunned, but unwilling to arouse her anger further by
delaying, the man did as he was commanded. He felt both strange and
foolish bent into a position over the horse's arse as if he were going
to fuck it, but his fear of what was to come was far greater than his
discomfort at the moment.

	The pose positioned his arse nicely for the whipping that was
to come. Taking up her position beside and slightly behind him, Pearl
brushed his arse with the thongs of the martinet, drew her right arm
hack, and, her titties swaying and bouncing, she delivered the first
stroke.

	John cried out loudly as the five little strands of leather
cut into the cheeks of his arse Before his cry trailed away, the
martinet hissed again' and delivered the second stroke.

	Never before had Pearl whipped a man in such a position, but
it did not deter her from aiming each stroke with devilish accuracy
across the cheeks of his arse. He was screaming and the horse added to
the sounds with its own cries of excitement. Still, though the animal
was unnerved, the stall confined it tightly so that it could do
nothing but stand and make vocal protest at being used in such a
manner.

	For a while, there were only the bright red lines across the
man's arse, but then, blood began to appear as lines crossed each
other.

	Pearl went on swishing the cruel martinet until she was
convinced that the man had screamed and bled enough, then stepping
back a little, she permitted him to dismount.

	"'I would suggest," she said in a voice completely devoid of
anger, "that you bathe and dress your arse so that it does not become
infected."

	Turning, she walked out of the barn after instructing the
twins to bring her clothes with them and follow her to the house.

	As she walked, Lorna found herself willingly accepting the
promise of many spankings to come. No matter how much they stung her,
she told herself, it would not he nearly as bad as even one stroke of
the terrible martinet. She vowed to accept her spankings with good
grace and to keep telling herself how lucky she was not to be tasting
the bite of the martinet

	In the house, she followed Pearl into the parlor while her
brother followed dose behind her. To her dismay, they were not alone
as she had expected. Pearl's guest was also there and would, Lorna
sensed, witness her first spanking.

	Her guess proved to be quite right as Pearl, after she had
told her friend what she had seen in the barn, ordered the girl over
her lap, gripped her waist with her left arm and began spanking her
bare bum with great, stinging force.

	It was a lengthy spanking and it wasn't long before Lorna knew
how much Pearl could hurt her bum by spanking merely with her palm.

	The spanking over, Lorna was sent to stand in the corner with
her arse facing the two women who sat on the couch. But they were not
just sitting.

	As soon as Pearl returned to her friend after having spanked
the girl, they fell into each other's arms and kissed. After much
kissing and embracing, they began to undress each other and Larry was
called to help so that they could get out of their clothes without
getting up.

	He proved very adept at it so that soon, both women were nude
except for their stockings. After just a little more playing, they
turned on the couch and each found the cunny of the other with bet
mouth.

	While they filled the room with sighs and the sounds of
sucking, Larry fondled their intertwined bodies with both hands and,
when he wanted to do more, he found the nice arse of the guest and,
dropping to his knees close to the couch, began to lick between the
warm cheeks.

	The two came at almost the same time. When, after a brief
rest, they sat up, the guest thanked Larry for his lovely kissing of
her bum and he beamed proudly.

	Looking at his very stiff little pecker, the guest asked Pearl
whether the boy was permitted to fuck and was delighted to hear that
he was not only permitted but was encouraged in that activity.

	"How exciting it must be to be fucked by a boy so young," the
guest commented with a sigh.

	"Would you like to?"

	"Oh yes, Pearl. Would you let me?"

	"Of course, dear. We'll wait though until I freshen the color
of Lorna's arse. I fear it's becoming quite pale. You may do the
honors if you wish."

	"You know how much I love spanking. In fact, I warmed the bums
of both the children before I left, but they're so much younger and
smaller than this beautiful girl."

	Pearl called Lorna and as the girl walked over to turn up her
bum for another spanking, Pearl had an idea. Turning over on the
couch, she pulled her legs up over her body so that her cunny was
presented to the woman's left.

	"Oh, I see," the guest smiled. "While she gets her spanking
she can suck your pussy. How thrilling."

	"You're quite right. There's nothing quite like feeling warm
tears trickling through your crotch while a dear little girl cries and
sucks you off."

	Seconds later, Pearl's sighs confirmed her words as the girl
cried nicely and sucked Pearl's slit while the woman on whose lap she
lay gave her a very nice spanking which brought the full bloom back
into Pearl's cheeks. The spanking ended only when Pearl had enjoyed a
lovely come with Lorna's tears bathing her crotch and the crack of her
arse.

	"When Lorna returned to her corner rubbing her red arse, Pearl
moved a little away from her friend and Larry took her place eagerly.
Although the woman was more than ready to be fucked at once, the boy
was determined to show his prowess as a lover. He gave her a lengthy,
exciting fondling and kissed her teats, her arse and her cunt before
finally lying on her and fitting his little gamecock into her.

	He had learned well so that he fucked for a long time and
caused the woman to cry out loudly before he gave her the final fast
jabs and shot into her.

	"Oh Pearl," the woman sighed as she stroked her warm, moist
cunt after Larry got up proudly, "he really is such a gem. He fucks
better than most men I've known despite the size of his poker."

	"I'm pleased that you enjoyed it. Now I'm sure you'll not
forget to send your husband over to give me a royal fucking."

	"Have no fear, Pearl darling, I'll bring him tomorrow evening
and make sure his cock is strong and ready for you. You'll get your
fucking all right."

	"Wonderful. If Larry is too tired to service you while your
husband is pumping hot meat up my twat, you can have either or both of
the twins suck you off while you watch."

	"Bless you, Pearl. You're the most wonderful friend I've ever
known."

	It was time for the woman to leave then, but she waited while
Pearl administered Lorna's third spanking of the day. Although not as
severe as the first two, it was still more than enough to renew the
color in the sensitive bum cheeks so that Lorna cried very nicely as
she threshed over the nude thighs, her quivering arse a bouncing, hot
beacon.

	It was after eleven o'clock before Pearl retired and before
that Lorna received five more spankings before being sent to her bed.

	Pearl took Larry to her bed with her and after having him lap
her twat until she was ready to come; she pulled him up onto her belly
and got well and thoroughly screwed.

	CHAPTER SIX

	Early the following evening, Pearl's friend Rhoda came to the
house with her husband Tom, four years older than his wife, at
thirty-two, he was tall, well built and handsome.

	The two had frequently discussed the idea of meeting other
couples to add a little variety to their sex, but they had done
nothing more than talk about it and agree it would he a good idea.
This time, Rhoda and Pearl had a surprise in store for him.

	After introductions had been completed, they sipped drinks and
chatted easily. Tom was quite impressed with the beauty and good
figures of the twins and was surprised to hear that they were only
fourteen. Through her light frock, the man saw promising looking
mounds of breasts but was careful not to make his interest in the
child obvious to the others.

	Once, in a brothel, he had fucked a girl of fifteen, but she
had not been nearly as attractive as Lorna and he hadn't enjoyed it.

	Rhoda, exchanging glances with Pearl, took the first step
toward getting the party started.

	"You say Lorna is a young beauty, dear," she said to her
husband, "but you should see the delightful bum on her. I tell you,
it's so lovely it causes one to catch one's breath at the sight of it"

	Tom blinked and stared from his wife to Pearl in shocked
disbelief. The two women laughed and the twins, remembering the events
of the previous day, joined in a little tittering of their own.

	"Do be a dear, Lorna," Pearl said with a trace of laughter in
her voice, "and show the gentleman your pretty bum."

	As if it were the most usual thing in the world, Lorna walked
over to his chair, bent a little from the waist, and, with her back to
him, slowly pulled her dress up until it was well above the lovely
cheeks with the shadowy valley between making them look even whiter.

	"Feel the silk of that skin, darling," his wife told him with
an expression of excitement.

	Tom looked to Pearl as if for assurance and she gave it to him
with a smile and a squeezing gesture with an upraised hand.

	Lorna, still holding her frock up, twisted and caused her bum
to sway delightfully from side to side. Tom reached for the cheeks
with both hands.

	"What a delightful dance," Rhoda commented. "What should we
call it, the sway?"

	"How about the twist?" Pearl laughed.

	Having drawn the girl closer to him, Tom was excitedly
fondling her bum, but his hands strayed over the cluster of cunny
hairs on her smooth young belly, and around her thighs although he did
not dare to reach into her crotch.

	"Don't you want to feel my cunny, sir?" Lorna asked with a
touch of hurt in her voice.

	This time the man didn't even look for Pearl's approval.
Sliding lower in the chair so that he could peer up into her crotch,
he took a look at the well-presented little cunny and began to stroke
it. Before long, his finger moved into the wet warmth of her slit

	"Has the child been fucked?" he asked in surprise.

	"Yes," Pearl replied. "My husband broke her cherry and fucked
her a few times before he left. Yesterday, she got well spanked for
screwing with the groom without my permission."

	"But. But . . . the man spluttered in his search for words...
this is incredible. And what about the boy?"

	"He's a treasure, Tom. He loves to fuck and cunny lap and my
husband once slipped his cock up that tight little burn and gave him a
grand buggering."

	Calling Lorna away from the man, Pearl walked over to take the
place the girl had occupied. Repeating the motions Lorna had employed
earlier, Pearl raised the skirt of her gown to bare her arse and
thighs for him.

	"Wouldn't you like to play with mine a little?" Pearl asked as
she smiled at him over her shoulder.

	As if unable to believe his good fortune, Tom looked at his
wife and found her occupied taking Larry's pants down and playing with
his stiff little pecker.

	Tom gave Pearl a nice feeling up and even kissed her on the
bum, belly and thighs, which caused her to squirm deliciously and do a
little dance much as Lorna had done earlier.

	"Lorna dear," Pearl called softly "I fear this chap's cock is
very stiff and uncomfortable in his pants. Do take it out for him
while he plays with me."

	The girl was quick to oblige and soon produced a big specimen
that was nicely hard and boasted a glowing red head that had the look
of velvet about it.

	"May I take it in my mouth a moment?" Lorna asked "Very well,
dear, but only for a few seconds I wouldn't want you to spoil that
stout beauty before I have a chance to make it go off inside my cunny.
I'm just twitching for it."

	Dropping to her knees, Lorna carried the throbbing bone like a
precious jewel as she held it close to her face while she licked her
lips and forced them around the head. It was indeed velvet in her
mouth and she very much wanted to such it off until it filled her
mouth with cream. She didn't dare though and soon forced herself to
release it from the captivity of her warm mouth.

	A few feet away from where Tom sat, Rhoda had already stripped
Larry naked and he was just finishing doing the same for her.

	Pearl threw off her clothes and Lorna followed suit.

	Being the only one in the room wearing clothes, the man felt
quite foolish. Hurriedly, he too stripped nude with some help eagerly
provided by Lorna who took her reward in the form of handling cock and
balls in a way he found most pleasing.

	"Now then," Pearl announced to the group, "I have had a
playroom established upstairs. Shall we adjourn to it?"

	"You mean, like we are? What about servants." 

	"Servants? They are all quite accustomed to the sight of naked
bodies. If you see any you like along the way, feel free to feel them
up a little. They do love it.

	With Pearl leading the way, they walked out into great hall
and headed toward the wide stairs. Just before reaching the steps,
they saw a maid bending to dust.

	Giving a little giggle, Pearl flipped up the maid's skirt to
bare a lovely, plump arse. Tom was quick to rub both cheeks and give
her a playful spank.

	"Do you enjoy spanking?" Pearl asked.

	"Quite. I fear I do, from time to time, spank our own
youngsters when they don't really deserve it."

	"Then you shall have your fill of it this evening and in the
future. There are the twins and the maids and, for that matter, I
wouldn't object to a moderate spanking myself. Don't you spank your
beautiful wife?"

	"To the truth, we haven't tried spanking each other, but we
most assuredly shall. Don't you agree, dear?" he asked as he turned to
Rhoda.

	"Lovely idea, dear, but I shall want equal opportunity with
your arse."

	"Agreed," he smiled.

	Reaching the bedroom Pearl had prepared as a playroom, Pearl
swung the door open wide and welcomed her guests. Two wide beds
dominated the room. They had been drawn together so that they formed
one continuing surface, which looked as big as a soccer field but much
more inviting and comfortable.

	"What do you think of it?" she asked as she looked at Tom and
Rhoda.

	Both agreed it was most exciting, and Pearl invited them all
to join her on it. There was a general scramble and soon, the five
nudes were on the bed together in an orgy of kissing and fondling.

	"Before you do fuck me, Tom," Pearl said at one point, "I
think your wife and I should put on a little show for you. Do you
enjoy seeing two women suck each other off?"

	"I've never seen such a thing," be almost panted, "'but I
would surely love to. 

	"Would you do it, dear?" he turned to ask his wife.

	"With the greatest of pleasure," she assured him. "I did it
with her yesterday and thoroughly enjoyed every lick of her lovely
cunny. It is a soft, warm beauty as you will discover when you poke
your cock into it."

	The others moved away from the center of the bed as the two
women began to fondle and kiss each other. They fed big, beautiful
teats to each other for sucking, fondled arses and cunts, and finally,
they fell into a delicious embrace in which each had her face in the
crotch of the other.

	Tom swore he was going out of his mind with desire as the two
women writhed together in front of his eyes. Once again, Larry got
into the act without an invitation as he lay beside them and began
licking Pearl's arse.

	Pulling Lorna to him, Tom fondled every inch of her lovely
young body and rubbed his cock against her cunt he had to stop for
fear he would shoot his load before getting his cock into Pearl's
cunt.

	First Pearl, then Rhoda cried out in ecstasy as they came.
There were a few spanks, and as they rolled apart after a little, Tom
saw that each woman had one pink bum cheek.

	Pearl would have preferred to wait a while before taking the
man onto her belly, but she realized that such a wait would be torture
for him.

	"Come Tom, darling," she said seductively as she held her arms
out to him, "take me and fuck the arse off me with that grand cock of
yours."

	Receiving an exciting and encouraging smile from his wife, Tom
hurried to Pearl and took her into his strong arms. A moment later,
their bodies rubbed excitingly as they shared a passionate kiss.

	Lying under the man, feeling the hard weight of his strong
chest crushing her titties, Pearl groaned in hot anticipation as she
moved her legs wide apart and felt him adjusting into position to
drive his rod into her slit.

	As he probed in her crotch with his throbbing cock, Pearl
threw her legs high in the air, raised her arse off the bed, and cried
out in delight as she felt his rampant rammer push into her slit.

	"Oh Christ!" she shrieked, "This is delicious. Give it to me.
Tom. Screw me ... fuck me ... tear my cunt apart and kill me...
ooooohhhhhh."

	Tom was in no mood for a gentle, delicate fuck. His body
slammed down on her again and again and his prick seemed to have a
life of its own as it drove deep into her again and again until, both
groaning, they collapsed into a hot pile with Tom's belly grinding
against her as he spurted his charge well inside her sweating belly.

	To her surprise, Pearl came again so quickly after having done
so in Rhoda's mouth. When they could find the strength, they got up
tiredly from the bed to accept the drinks Rhoda and Lorna had
hurriedly poured as the fuck came to a conclusion.

	There was more talk then as they discussed how wonderful it
would he when Harold returned from the colonies and the four of them
fucked together.

	After a little while, talk turned to spanking and Tom assured
the women that he could manage another hard-on if they engaged in a
bout of spanking.

	Deciding to make a game of it, Pearl produced a pair of dice
and they began throwing. On the first round, Tom won the right to
spank Pearl.

	With a little giggle, she went over to his lap as he sat on
the edge of the bed and gave her a nice spanking.

	None of the spanks were very hard, but her bum cheeks did take
on a nice pink tint.

	They played the game for a long time until every bum in the
room was quite red and hot. Larry had lost five rounds, but was a good
sport about it and kept boasting about the redness of his arse.

	His sister had lost only two rounds and her bum was little
more than a pale pink. Pearl was midway between the two having lost
three rounds and been spanked by Tom, Rhoda and Larry. She also
discovered that Rhoda was a natural spanker and provided her arse with
a tingle that lasted a long time.

	"It looks as though my husband is ready for another fuck,
Pearl," Rhoda commented as she observed his bone standing straight
with Lorna fondling it ardently. "Do you want another jabbing with
it?"

	"I'd love it dear, but after all it is your turn."

	"Nonsense," Rhoda answered almost curtly. "After all, it
doesn't seem quite cricket for a woman to be fucked by her own husband
at a party such as this."

	Laughing, Pearl suggested that there should be a bit of
playing and licking first, then Rhoda should take Larry into her while
she had a return bout with Tom. Only then did Pearl see the hurt
expression on Lorna's face, and, moved by sympathy for the girl, told
her that she could have Tom this time.

	"However," she went on, "since I'm not going to get fucked, I
shall want quite a lot of sucking and licking to make my quiff feel
satisfied."

	There was a rush of volunteers for the job, but Rhoda, being
closest, was the first to get her face into Pearl's crotch. As she
lapped, Tom pulled Lorna down onto the bed and licked both her
arsehole and her little cunny.

	As he licked greedily, he thought of the joy that would be his
when he forced the length of his cock into that same slit.

	Not at all upset about being the odd man out Larry spotted
Rhoda's arched arse and, prying the cheeks apart he licked her first,
then delighted her with a nice tongue fucking in her cute pink
arsehole.

	Until the boy showed her, Rhoda had never known about arse
licking and she became a devotee of the sport quickly as his tongue
worked in her hole like a rough little cock. The rasping effect was
just delightful Rhoda decided.

	Tom kept sucking on the girl's cunny until she had a come and
Rhoda did the same to Pearl. Larry's tongue did not bring the woman to
the edge, but when she took her face out of Pearl's crotch and threw
herself down on her back with her thighs parted, she was in a perfect
mood to get fucked.

	Scrambling onto her, Larry gave only a few strokes before he
had her coming and crying out in delight. A little later, he too
tasted the delight of coming as his hard little cock fired off a nice
series of spurts while Rhoda rubbed his body comfortingly with her
thighs.

	The party was coming to an end, all realized, but before it
did, Pearl, even greedier than usual, wanted to have her twat lapped
again.

	When Larry and Lorna seemed ready to fight for the place
between her thighs, Pearl solved the problem by having the girl he on
her back on the bed. Kneeling astride the girl, Pearl lowered her
crotch onto her upturned face.

	As she did, she indicated to Larry that he should serve her
from behind. Her lovely bum was curved smoothly and presented in such
a delicious manner that the boy wouldn't have been able to resist it
even if he hadn't been invited to participate on a banquet of arse.

	In his usual delightful style, he licked the cheeks first, and
then drew them apart gently to bare the pink circle that was his
target.

	Pear] writhed under the double assault of tongues as the twins
worked her body over in an exemplary manner and gave promise of going
on as long as she could stand their ministrations.

	Actually, she stood them with the greatest of warm, passionate
pleasure until Lorna's tongue triggered her to a come. It was an
exceedingly good one and caused her whole body to jerk violently
before it finished.

	After bidding her guests good night, Pearl went to her bed and
slept alone that night.

	CHAPTER SEVEN

	Although both Pearl and Lorna missed Harold, life went on
smoothly in the Staughton household. Needless to say, Larry was kept
busy and his pecker seemed to thrive on the steady diet.

	He also taught his sister the joys of having her arse licked
and induced her to do it to him as well. That gave them something to
do in the quiet times when Pearl chose to read or nap.

	It was during one of their bum licking sessions that Larry
fucked Lorna for the first time. They had both become quite aroused
and Larry sported a lovely bone.

	Following a hurried, whispered discussion, Lorna turned over
onto her back and her brother, lying between her upraised legs slipped
his stiff little cock into her cunny and gave her a good screwing
which caused her to come very nicely.

	Later, she admitted that it was better to get the great cock
of a man inside her slit, but that he was indeed a very good fucker
and her come had been a wonderful one for her in every respect.

	This time, luck was with them, as Pearl didn't call on Larry
to use his cock; that evening and so he didn't have to explain his
inability to raise a hard.

	After that, both the twins chose to gamble a little more. From
time to time, they would steal a hurried, quiet fuck, but in addition
to that, Lorna would slip out to the barn each time she figured it was
safe and the groom, despite the memory of the terrible beating with
the martinet, was always willing and eager to run the risk of another
beating for the joy of savoring her sweet young body and firing his
load into her luscious little cunny.

	As for Larry, he began to take his chances with the maids. He
started by offering to lick their arses and cunts, and once he had won
them over, they allowed him to fuck them any time he wanted.

	In the beginning, they giggled and tended to deride the
smallness of his pecker, but once they discovered that he gave them a
better fucking and brought them to climax better than their mature
lovers did, they almost fought each other for the right to fuck him
and were brazen in their offers.

	Larry would have been delighted to fuck each one of them every
day, but he didn't want to press his luck to the point where he would
be beaten for it.

	His best times were the five days every month when Pearl's
twat was out of action. Then, he really kept the maids rubbing their
thighs together as he went from one to the other every time he could
raise his lance for another charge.

	Since he and the maids were not always able to enjoy the
luxury of a bed for their sport, they learned to take it where they
could.

	One of his favorite ways was to have the woman stand bending
over with her hands gripping the arm of a chair or table. Then,
flipping her skirts over her back, he would give her arsehole a little
licking to warm her up, fondle her cunny for a minute, then, standing
behind her and gripping her hips, he would drive his educated little
cock into her twat and ride her arse with his belly until he fired his
charge.

	He never failed to give any of the maids a come with every
fuck and his reputation grew along with his physical stature.

	About six weeks after Harold's departure, Larry became
involved in something that convinced him he was a man at last and not
a mere boy.

	A young friend of Pearl's had married a very old but wealthy
man. It had been almost a business arrangement in that he told his
bride that if she could produce a son for him, he would will his
entire estate to her and the son on his death. If she failed, the
estate would go to various nephews and she would receive nothing.

	The woman was cunning and suspected that at his age, he was
incapable of doing the job. He did, two or three times in their first
two months of marriage, managed to give her a tired fuck; but he had
little sperm and she doubted that it was strong enough to bring the
much wanted lump into her belly.

	As a result, she came to Pearl with her problem. It was
dangerous, she knew, because if word ever got back to her husband he
would probably kill her, or at best, throw her out so that she could
return to a life of poverty. Still, she trusted Pearl more than any of
her other friends. It was decided at once, that they could really do
something.

	The following Monday afternoon, she came to the house. The
twins had been sent to their rooms in the back of the house earlier
and Larry had been told he would be called on to fuck a strange woman.

	When a maid came to his room for him, he went to the room of
his mistress where he was startled and delighted to find a beautiful
woman lying on her back with her skirts pulled up so that they covered
her face.

	At the command from Pearl, Larry quickly stripped naked and
began fondling her body. He soon had her squirming with delight as his
talented hands and tongue went over her in all her most sensitive
areas.

	Sitting beside them on the bed, Pearl ensured that the
clothing did not slip away to reveal her face since she was aware of
how that would terrify the young woman. From time to time, she would
put her face under the nicked up clothing and kiss the woman on the
mouth and listened to the whispered words about how good the boy was
after the tired old man she had married.

	At length she cried out for his cock and Larry was quick to
oblige as he rolled into the nest of her silken thighs and slipped his
little poker into her moist slit.

	Pushing all the way in easily, he lay on her for a few seconds
just rubbing bellies with her before he drew his small, hard tool back
and began giving her a nice, slow fucking.

	Once more, Pearl slipped her head under the woman's folded
gown to kiss her mouth and listen as the mystery woman told her what a
nice fucking it was As they chatted, Pearl reached down into the
woman's bodice, found a tittie and played with it lovingly.

	When she felt the woman gasping and tensing as she prepared to
come, Pearl pressed her mouth to the eager, moist lips and kissed her
passionately. The woman came and Larry went on fucking her for another
half minute or so before he fired his load up into the direction of
her womb

	As she felt the life giving money-producing spurts inside her
belly, the woman sighed contentedly. When Larry stood, Pearl thanked
him for having done the job so well and dismissed him. While he
gathered up his clothes and prepared to walk naked from the room Larry
beamed as his mistress thanked him for doing the job so well and told
him to save his strength to repeat the treatment the following day.

	"If she is to have a baby," Pearl explained to him, "then she
should be fucked every day for a week and receive a lot of good,
healthy sperm."

	Flattered at being called on to perform such a task, Larry
vowed to leave the maids and his sister alone until the job was
completed.

	As he walked to his room, Larry wondered many things. He
wondered how old the woman was and how her face would look. By the
feel of her body, he guessed she was young and since the rest of her
body was so beautiful, he felt sure that her face too would be
beautiful.

	He also wondered all about that process by which the woman
could get a baby in her belly as a result of being fucked in her
cunny. Larry decided he would ask Pearl to tell him all about it.

	Going to Lorna's room instead of his own he told her about the
chore he had performed and about how the woman wanted him to plant a
baby in her belly

	Although Lorna was fascinated by the prospect of her brother
being called on to do such a thing, she wasn't able to provide him
with much information about the baby making process.

	For an entire week after the first day, the woman was at the
Staughton house every afternoon. Each time, Larry would be summoned to
the bedroom to find the woman waiting with her face covered.

	On her second visit, Larry gave her a nice playing with until
she writhed and begged him to get his cock into her and bring her off
before firing his strong young cream into her to make the baby.

	Instead of lying down this time, though, she knelt up on all
fours while he knelt up against her bum and between her legs and gave
it to her in dog fashion. In doing so, he made her a very happy and
well-contented bitch before his belly rubbed her bum as he shot his
seed into her.

	On the third day, Larry taught her the joys of having her
arsehole licked as he toyed with her for an even longer time than
usual before standing behind her beautifully presented arse, fitted
his fucking piece into her, and began working. They both came
beautifully and the woman told Pearl she was sure the boy had already
planted the baby in her belly.

	After Larry left the room, Pearl spoke earnestly to her friend
and suggested that even though she was sure of being pregnant, she
should continue the treatment for the week just to be sure.

	The woman had no intention of cutting the treatments short and
assured Pearl accordingly. That afternoon, Pearl collected a payment
from the woman as she lay back with her skirts and her legs up while
the woman buried her face in Pearl's crotch and licked her twat until
she came.

	When the week ended, the woman admitted she would love to keep
coming back for more, but didn't dare for fear her husband would
become suspicious about her frequent absences from the house if the
servants should mention the fact to him.

	By way of compromise, they agreed that she would come to visit
Larry, and later, Harold, from time to time and catch up on her
fucking.

	In addition, Tom and Rhoda visited the house often, so that
things were never really dull. When the couple visited, there was sure
to be spankings and Larry and his sister resigned themselves to the
fact without anger or bitterness.

	Each time, they would take their spanking and it would
invariably make them cry, but neither permitted their tears to spoil
their wonderfully exciting life as sex slaves to the beautiful woman
and her husband who would be returning before long.

	One day, when Pearl seemed particularly bored by life, she
called the twins into her room, had them undress her, then had both
strip naked and play with each other to amuse her.

	They did a fine job of kissing, rubbing and fondling each
other and Lorna was particularly delighted when Larry gave her a long
tongue fucking up the arse while diddling her cunny at the same time.

	When they finally fell apart, Pearl sent Lorna to the bureau
to bring her a new candle she would find in the top drawer. As she
picked it up, Lorna was struck by the fact that it felt like a man's
cock and wondered whether it would be possible to shove it up her slit
and pretend it really was a human cock.

	Her heart skipped a beat then as she watched the woman get
into fucking position with her legs drawn up and parted wide to
provide a path to her cunny.

	First, Lorna was instructed to lap her slit to make it wet and
slippery. Although she had never heard of such a thing, Lorna sensed
that soon, the long, thick candle was going to be in the woman's twat
and she would be fucked by it just as if it really were the hard cock
of a man.

	While Larry concentrated on Pearl's teats with his hands and
mouth, Lorna gave her twat a lovely licking and it became very wet and
slippery indeed.

	Then, Pearl had Lorna sit beside her and fit the smooth end of
the candle into her twat. She kept her pushing it in until Lorna
estimated that she had a good ten inches of waxy cock inside her cock
chute.

	The woman had her hold the candle there while she turned Larry
around so that he lay beside her with one thigh on her cheek and
throat and the head of his pecker close to her red lips.

	When her lips parted after she had run her tongue over them,
Larry's pecker came much closer to her mouth. In fact, it was inside
and she was sucking on it to his overpowering delight.

	Releasing his cock for a moment, Pearl held it in her hand as
she explained to Lorna how she wanted to be fucked with the candle.
Despite her inexperience, Lorna was soon working the candle in and out
of the woman's twat with a touch that was little short of heavenly for
Pearl. That much was clear to Larry by the wonderful way she sucked on
his cock while she took her fucking from the girl with the candle.

	Larry gave an excited lurch and pushed his little rod farther
into the woman's mouth as he began to come. Pearl closed her lips
tightly around it and drained his balls dry before she released it and
called him to play with her teats as she was close to coming.

	Tired as he was, he turned quickly and, while thanking her for
sucking his cock off, he handled her teats nicely and had the nipples
standing well up, pink and hard, when she began to jerk and thresh as
her come approached.

	When she screamed for it, Lorna pushed the candle all the way
in and left it there as the woman's arse bounced up and down on the
bed while her thighs rubbed in exquisite pleasure.

	Later, she allowed Lorna to pull the candle out and the twins
examined the warm wetness of it as it came out of her twat with a
squishing sound.

	Proving that she was as curious and daring as her brother,
Lorna wrapped one hand around the shaft and began stroking it back and
forth as if she were frigging a very hard cock It was wet and slippery
and felt good, and when she held it close to her face, she found the
smell of the woman's twat on it.

	When Pearl gave an affirmative answer to Lorna's plea that she
be allowed to try it in her own twat, the girl squealed with delight.

	Always the gentlemen though, Larry offered to look after it
for her. He helped her into the fucking position, licked her cunny to
make it slippery as Pearl's had been, and then pushed until he forced
the end of the candle inside the narrow little slit.

	Wrapping his left arm around his sister, he worked the candle
in and out of her twat until she shrieked with delight and produced a
loud come. All slept very soundly that night.

	CHAPTER EIGHT

	And then all the waiting was over. Joy reigned in the
Staughton household when Harold arrived home tanned and healthy
looking from his sojourn in the new world.

	There was much kissing and feeling as his wife and the twins
greeted him. Although he fondled the bums of Pearl and Lorna, he had
enough of bums for a while with only the pageboy to serve him sexually
during the long return trip.

	"I'll tell you, Larry," he beamed, "your bum will be safe from
me for quite some time to come, but I can't say the same for the twats
of your sister and my pretty wife. I'm cunt and tittie hungry."

	The women laughed delightedly and Pearl suggested they could
undress at once and serve him in any manner that pleased him, but
Harold surprised them both by saying that now that he was home and
looking at them, he would prefer to wait a little while before having
them undress for him.

	A maid brought drinks for them then, rum for Harold, Sherry
for Pearl and the twins and they settled down to hear about Harold's
trip.

	"I think it was a complete success," he said with an
expression of content. "The king fears that they may throw in with the
United States. I felt he was wrong before I left on the trip, now I'm
positive of it."

	"Forgive this question dear," his wife broke in gently, "but
you don't think there's any chance that your prior belief influenced
what you saw and heard?"

	"Not a chance, my dear, though it takes a good wife to make
that point. If there ever was a chance of union among the colonies,
then that chance was back in 1776 or even 1783. Since the war of 1812,
there isn't even a chance of it"

	"What makes you so sure?" It was clear that Pearl's probing
was based on interest rather than doubt.

	"During that war, my dear, we were too busy fighting Napoleon
to give much thought to the colonies, but the Americans sacked the
city of York and other places.

	"The Canadians fought back well and defeated them at Queenston
Heights and other places. They even sacked Washington, burned the
White House and damn near captured the president who ducked out a back
window and managed to slip away."

	"Is that true? What a coup that would have been."

	"It's true all right and it's equally true that as long as the
Crown gives them a decent break, the Canadians will stay loyal"

	"Is this the case right across the country?"

	"Almost. It's a little different on the East Coast in Acadia
or Acadie as some call it. There they are separating into provinces
and, even though they are very friendly with the Americans, they will
remain loyal to the crown."

	"Are the French not a factor? I understand there are many of
them in parts of Canada. Wouldn't it be to their advantage to create
unrest? Surely the Americans could walk in then and take the country
over."

	"In theory yes, but it isn't so. The Americans are more
interested in building what they have than they are in taking more. As
for the French, the colonists know now that Paris doesn't give a damn
about them. Their best bet is to forget Europe and help the English
colonials build a strong country. They will too."

	"And how about King George? What does he say about the
information you brought back?"

	"The king is delighted. If he will accept the advice of his
governors in the colony, then I think there will he clear sailing
ahead."

	"How did he receive you personally?" Pearl's eyes lit up in
anticipation.

	"Like a long lost son," Harold beamed. "As long as George
fourth reigns, we live under royal patronage. He has promised me a
knighthood and a welcome for us in court circles. Life couldn't be
better."

	"Oh, I don't know about that," Pearl said with a grin as she
raised a long leg and drew her gown high up the thigh to expose it to
her husband.

	"Damn it wench, I see what you mean at that. Show yours too,
Lorna, while I get out of these clothes and dear the decks for
action."

	One leg seemed hardly enough to hail the conquering hero, so
the girl quickly stood and threw off her frock and shift. Except for
her stockings, she was entirely nude as she turned slowly to permit
him to see all of her.

	"Damn," he snapped with delight, "she's turned into a woman in
my absence."

	"Thank you Sir," Lorna bowed and caused her growing titties to
dance nicely. "After all, I am fifteen now."

	"Of course," he smiled as he pushed his trousers down to step
out of them. "How could I have overlooked such a vital factor?"

	Naked then, his great cock swaying as he moved, the man caught
Lorna's luscious bum, gave it a squeeze and walked to his wife who
cane into his arms eagerly.

	"But why all these clothes, wife?" He pretended out-rage.

	"The sight of your strength and your terrifying big cock is
such that I refuse to take my clothes off. My refusal is absolute, if
you want to see my virginal body, then you will have to tear them off,
I fear. I am not the kind of girl to strip in the presence of a male."

	Pearl was such an actress that she was able to complete 'the
outlandish speech before her smile finally began to come through.

	But Harold proved to be something of an actor too as he
grabbed the top of her dress and tore it open to the waist. She wore
no shift or shirt of any type so that her lovely, aroused breasts fell
free as the man jerked the wreckage of her gown down over her hips and
allowed it to fall in a heap around her feet.

	Picking her up easily, he carried her to the couch while she
kicked, pummeled his back and chest with her fists and cried out that
he would not violate her innocence and her prized virtue.

	Kneeling above her on the couch as he straddled her, Harold
swung his massive cock from side to side while the smile on his face
became more threatening. He was a wild man; a mad rapist and he had
his victim at his mercy.

	"Look at this cock, girl," he snarled in triumph. "I am going
to drive it deep into your virginal cunt and fuck you until your arse
is sore."

	"Oh no sir. You mustn't. I am only a child and my little cunny
is so small that it couldn't possibly take such a great chunk of
meat."

	"We shall see about that forthwith. Open your legs and show me
that which you prize so highly."

	"No, I won't. I refuse to let any man see my little cunny."

	"So you refuse, do you? Then I shall have to show you how I
treat innocent little girls who refuse to show me the cunt I want to
see."

	Using his strength and making it appear simple, Harold moved
quickly, grabbed her around the waist and thighs and, in a trice; she
lay over his lap with her well-formed bum nicely presented.

	"Now will you open your legs and show me your twat?" he
growled.

	"No sir," she replied in the voice of an innocent girl. "I
refuse to do such a sinful and shameless thing. No man shall ever look
between my legs to see my sweet little cunny."

	His hand came down fast and exploded loudly across the left
cheek of her arse. She was still giving her little cry of pain when
his hand slapped the right cheek.

	"Will you show me your twat?".... Slap...

	"No.sob...never."

	With little space between spanks, he administered an even
dozen more, six to each plump cheek.

	"Will you?" he panted.

	"No. You can't force ...sob ...... sob

	While Pearl heaved and bucked across his lap, Harold went on
with the spanking as he slapped each cheek another six times and found
them both red enough. Her cries, he knew were real.

	Without asking this time, he threw her back onto the couch and
his strong hands soon had her long, lovely legs parted and raised well
up. The prize he had fought for was his to look at now and it was
beautiful and obviously warm, though perhaps not as warm as her
tingling arse.

	"So my little virgin," he smirked as he knelt between her legs
and stared into her cunt, "you do indeed have a most delicious cunny
and I am going to take it."

	With one hand, he reached into her crotch and began to fondle
it when he assured himself that it was moist enough to take his cock
without pain, he lowered himself onto her and fumbled to push the
swollen head of his rod between the soft lips.

	Pearl managed to bluff one more cry of protest when the head
of his cock pushed into her slit, then she was trying to wrap her legs
and arms around him as it would be possible to pull the man entirely
into her quiff.

	But if she couldn't take the whole man in, she did a fine job
of taking his entire banger. For a second, he lay there feeling his
cock soaking up the warm juices of her twat, and then his hip muscles
began to work and Pearl responded quickly.

	Each time he drew back for another long, hard stroke, she
raised her arse from the bed only to have it slapped down again as he
finished the stroke and slapped her belly with his.

	It was no surprise to anyone when Pearl came very quickly; she
had been on the verge when he pushed into her slit with his rampant
cock. When she did, Harold paused in fucking her and lay atop her
holding her and feeling her strong legs crushing and rubbing him as
she shivered through the explosive thrill.

	"Oh darling, that was good," Pearl panted as she lay back.

	"Then the next one will be better," her husband told her with
a smile as he settled down and began stroking again.

	"Darling," she panted, "I can't stand it ... you'll kill me
with that tiger's cock."

	"What a lovely way to die, my dear. Close your eyes because
here comes the rest of your fuck."

	He drove his hip muscles a little faster and harder this time,
but he kept his charge well locked up and carried his wife to the
heights again.

	Waiting until she screamed as another come took control of
her, he drove in right to the balls and began shooting his semen into
her as they came together.

	For a long time, both lay on the couch in a state of delicious
exhaustion. While they waited for the adults to return to life, the
twins were busy.

	Highly aroused by all they had seen and heard, they writhed on
the rug as Larry first gave Lorna's arse a thorough licking, then
pressed his face into her warm little crotch and sucked her off until
she too cried out.

	His pecker was so hard it threatened to burst, but Larry knew
better than to use it without permission from his mistress and she was
in no condition at the moment to grant such permission.

	After a little while, Larry caught Harold's eye and looked
pleadingly from his stiff tool to his sister's trembling body. Without
a word, Harold signaled his approval and rested his head on his hand
to watch as his wife lay sleeping peacefully beside him.

	Without wasting time, Larry helped his sister to her hands and
knees with her legs spread nicely apart to make room for him.

	He soon occupied that space as he knelt between her legs and
began probing her crotch with the head of his tool held proudly in his
right hand.

	It didn't take him long to find the entry to her slit which
was wet and hot. His pecker slipped inside and he drove it all the way
home with one impressive lunge, which wrung a little gasp from the
girl.

	Fitted tightly into her twat, the lad took time to reach under
her bent form and find her titties. He played with them a little as he
savored the thrill of being firmly inside his own sister's tight
cunny, then returned to the proper position to take her for a nice
ride.

	He paused first to stare down at the lovely arse curved fully
below and just in front of him, then, gripping her smooth,
well-fleshed hips, he began to fuck.

	Despite his arousal and the degree of his desire, Larry
remembered the rules of the game that stipulated that the woman should
find as much enjoyment as the man. He fucked with a maddening and
delicious slowness, making every stroke a good one for both of them.

	With each stroke upward and inward, they produced an exciting
sound as his belly spanked her bum while his hands squeezed her hips
to keep her writhing in such a manner that her beautiful bum was even
more exciting.

	Secretly, Larry found himself wishing that it were one of the
maids he was fucking, but he found a different satisfaction that it
was his sister and that such things were terribly naughty and not
permitted for ordinary boys and girls

	Raising her head, Lorna sighed as she smiled up into Harold's
face.

	"Is he giving it to you well?" Harold asked her with a gleam
of excitement in his eye

	"Oh yes sir. You can't know how exciting it is to be fucked by
one's own brother and he does fuck so beautifully."

	"That's what I call a happy family," Harold smiled his
approval and admiration as he reached for his mug of black rum on the
table beside the bed.

	He didn't attempt to engage the girl in conversation again
because he could tell by looking at her and listening to the loud
sighs of passion that she was getting ready for a come.

	With a smile, Harold saw that he was quite correct in his
assumption. When she cried out her joy as her hands pressed hard onto
the rug, the look of passion on her sweet young face was such that
Harold had to put his mug down for fear of spilling it.

	Showing maturity far beyond his years, her brother had timed
it just right so that she finished her come and Larry went into his at
the same moment.

	After a little while, Harold slipped out of the bed and joined
the children on the floor. Hugging and fondling them, he told them
what splendid fuckers they both were and how happy he and his wife
were to have them.

	The twins had truly arrived and as they embraced each other,
they were filled with a wonderful feeling of content.

	CHAPTER NINE

	The great ballroom of the castle was ablaze with light and
warmed by music, laughter and the animated conversation of the ladies
and gentlemen of the court.

	Earlier in the evening, King George the Fourth had stilled the
music to confer Knighthood on Harold Staughton for devoted service to
England and the Empire. Following the ceremony, there was much
applause which Harold and Pearl acknowledged graciously.

	Throughout the remainder of the evening, friends, as well as
those who had not been friends swarmed around them. The new knight was
a man to be reckoned with. As a favorite of the king, power and
influence were his.

	A word, a smile or a frown from Harold could make or many who
enjoyed only a position on the fringe of royal approval and, as Harold
had explained to his wife, with George on the throne, court influence
was all important since only his friends mattered and others survived
by sufferance of the crown and their friends' influence.

	The orchestra, undoubtedly the best in all of England, played
excellent music for the dances as the guests showed their skill at the
minuet, the dancers, and the gay gordons, but one of the highlights of
the evening was yet to come.

	It was almost midnight when the master of the ball called for
silence. At a wave from the king, it was accomplished so that not even
a cough could he heard through out the great hall.

	After a lengthy but very correct address to all present,
beginning with His Most Gracious Majesty and working all the way down
to ladies and gentlemen for the benefit of those who were among the
peasantry of the court, the master announced that the orchestra had
prepared a special S-se for the evening's event.

	Although it was anything hut a surprise, the ~'d tittered with
excitement as they waited for the man to state that the orchestra had
prepared a special program of the music of the great new Austrian
composer Johann Strauss.

	When he completed the announcement, the broke into wild
applause liberally sprinkled with titters of excitement.

	The vasle, or waltz, as it had been quickly named was the
craze of Europe. Instead of the traditional, staid dance where men and
women did little more than touch hands, in the waltz, the man held his
partner in an actual embrace while she reciprocated in like manner.

	While churchmen condemned it as a sinful imitation of persons
performing the act of marriage to music, the people went delirious
with joy. If the church accused them of waltzing their way into the
fires of hell, then they were delighted to he doing it.

	Low cut gowns exposing lifted, powdered breasts rubbed against
the breasts of male partners aroused by the sights of the smooth
slopes with the valley between bared, the heady perfume rising from
there, and the pressing closeness of the partner.

	If their excitement was such that a penis arose and throbbed,
then, with the right partner, it was quite the thing to let her know
about it by pressing closer to her belly and thighs and flexing the
right muscles to cause it to jerk and throb in a manner she could not
fail to comprehend.

	When the lady pressed and rubbed eagerly in response, then it
was agreed that during the next interval, or perhaps even sooner, they
would slip away from the ballroom to the garden or one of the many
corridors or inner courts.

	There, delightful things could happen and frequently did. If
the lady showed the correct degree of curiosity as to the cause of the
lump in the gentleman's trousers, then, as a gentleman he could do
little else but take it out and place it in her gentle, smooth hands.

	And that being accomplished, the lady could hardly object if
the gentleman chose to warm his hands by sliding them up her legs and
thighs. As usually happened, the warm thighs were nicely parted and
the man would surely be a knave if he failed to stroke the warm beauty
of the waiting cunny and perhaps even penetrate the soft, moist lips
with a finger while his other band caressed the glorious beauty of
naked bum cheeks.

	Frequently, the exciting play led to the lady raising her gown
all the way and either standing facing the gentleman, or bending over
to present her arse and widely parted legs, the stiff cock would he
introduced into the warm cunt and there would be joy supreme as they
fucked.

	This time though, it was different. With the approval of the
King, whose interest and arousal belied his sixty years, a group had
worked out a special dance to be held in one of the smaller adjacent
ballrooms.

	It was a very special dance in which the ultimate erotic
quality of the waltz would be probed since all who participated would
be stark naked.

	At one o'clock, the orchestra called an interval and those who
were waiting for the special dance adjourned to the appropriate room.

	Transoms were opened so that the music would he heard in the
other room, but there was a guard posted below each to ensure that no
person dared attempt to peek. Once the group had entered the room,
other guards were posted outside the door to bar entry to the curious
or the uninvited.

	A special throne had been set up for His Majesty from which he
could view the entire proceedings. The elevated position of the dais
ensured him an unhampered view.

	While the assembled group undressed and waited for the music
to commence, one wag commented that, for the evening, the King had
abandoned his role as Defender of the Faith. The joke spread quickly
and evoked bursts of merry laughter as the merrymakers stripped naked
except for stockings and shoes.

	For the most part, it was the younger, more attractive ones
who dared to bare their bodies in so public a function, but there were
more than a few older members of the court who were on hand so that
they could admire the attractive ones, male or female.

	If any who prepared to participate in such a dance could be
called conservative, then it was those husbands and wives who chose to
dance together. Most, willingly, selected partners rather than their
spouses since it would add even greater spice.

	For his partner, Harold selected Rose, a young woman who had
been first a personal maid, then full time lover of an old love of his
named Melinda. Although she loved women in bed, Rose was also, as
Harold recalled, a magnificent fuck and a woman as daring as any he
had ever known.

	While they waited for the music to commence, they stood
embracing with Harold's stiff shaft tucked warmly between her
beautiful, firm thighs.

	"Careful," he warned her with a laugh, "or you will have a
very wet crotch before the dance starts."

	Laughing, Rose pressed her thighs together and gave his tool a
few quickies as if daring him to shoot his cream before the dance got
underway. Slapping her on the bum, he drew it out of its nest and
rubbed it against her belly. She liked it.

	As her partner, Pearl found a wry humor in accepting the old
husband of the friend whom Larry had screwed seven days in a row.
Earlier, the woman had whispered in a delighted tone that the lad had
done the job well since she was then pregnant and her husband
delighted.

	If it proved to be a male child, she said, then Larry would be
rewarded with a sum of a thousand pounds sterling when the old man
died and she inherited his entire estate.

	But then the music started again and the couples begin to
dance.

	It was a dance calculated to eclipse the Ball of Ballynoor
floor, fabled in bawdy songs of the Scots. Those who normally danced
the waltz close together, were this time closer than ever.

	Hands that previously caressed backs during the graceful,
swaying dance, now boldly fondled buttock. As titties rubbed hairy
male chests, more than one pair of pretty pink nipples became big and
sensitive.

	As the dancing became more heated, more than one male hand
found its way down the front of a feminine tummy and either fondled a
curly cunny bush, or slipped farther down to sample the warm moisture
of a willing twat.

	Not wanting to be outdone, a number of women showed a nice
display of boldness by clutching the throbbing cock of the male
partner.

	Boldness grew with desire until the dancing couples began to
introduce cock into cunny slit and stand fornicating on the dance
floor while their bodies swayed in time to the music.

	Others, finding it difficult because of difference in height
or lack of comfort, gave up the pretense of dancing and went to the
chairs along the perimeter of the room.

	In some cases, the woman bent over and grip the arms of the
chair while her partner stood behind and dipped into her twat in dog
fashion.

	Others chose armless chairs and the man would sit while the
woman sat astride him and straddling his thighs, fitted her cunny over
the head of the cock before sliding down. In this manner, if the
gentlemen sufficiently agile, he was able to suck an erect nipple as
she rode up and down on his greasy pole.

	Harold and Rose chose to do their fucking on the dance floor
and, after adjusting to the position, even managed to do a version of
the waltz. His prodder slipped out of her slippery chute a couple of
times but he was quick to ram it back in and go with the dance.

	Rose was just one of the many female dancers who sighed loudly
and trembled as she came and Harold was not far behind with his
explosion.

	As the couples completed their fucking, they walked tiredly
from the floor to collapse in chairs, usually with the woman sitting
on the man's lap.

	When Harold and Rose went in search of a chair, there were
only two couples still dancing and they observed that the prick of one
them was wet and very limp. Before they reached an empty chair, they
saw the last couple finishing their fuck as a trickle of cream ran
down the inside of the woman's thighs.

	With the party over, the King left hurriedly through the rear
door. Some lady in waiting, it was very clear, would be favored with
the royal scepter in very short order.

	As is sung in the bawdy song "The Bastard King of England",
the royal scepter was, in this case, indeed a bone and the king would
bury it into throbbing, warm, cunny flesh.

	Almost reluctantly, the dancers began dressing again. Through
the open transoms, the music of the waltz poured into the room, but
too much had already poured from the tired cocks of the men to permit
the party to be prolonged.

	CHAPTER TEN

	But while Harold and Pearl were attending the ball, the twins
were not idle. Knowing that the couple would not return until well
into the morning, they planned for an evening of fun and diversion.

	At the outset, they considered just playing around for a
while, perhaps even a little playful spanking, then a nice fuck.

	Neither seemed too delighted with the arrangement and they
sought a better plan.

	Larry agreed with the girl's suggestion that he pick his
favorite maid and she summon the groom to ride her instead of riding a
horse, but Lorna still wanted to make the affair a grander one.

	Hurriedly conferring with the four young, attractive servants
still in the house, she found that all four were in the mood for a
party.

	Two of them, she discovered, could bring young men along.
Since each was sure she could get at least two, it seemed like a good
enough arrangement.

	By eight o'clock, the party assembled in the great hall. They
selected that room since it would be more easily cleaned up and put in
order later and there was less danger of damaging property than would
be the case in the parlor where the furniture was of a more delicate
nature.

	After another conference with the maids, Lorna, who had
declared herself in charge of the party, announced that no person
would be permitted to refuse any other person and no female was to
become jealous when her man did something with another. All expressed
agreement with the arrangement and the party was ready.

	As hostess of the impromptu party, Lorna had right of first
choice of a partner. To the surprise of all, she selected the maid
named Jenny.

	Jenny was a beautifully formed young woman of twenty-one. All
her features were excellent, but her most outstanding one was a
perfectly rounded arse. Since Lorna wanted to spank, this factor was
an important one.

	But that left two young men without a partner and neither
looked happy about that. Lorna quickly laid their fears to rest by
pointing out that after she and her partner enjoyed their little bout,
they would want male partners in a hurry and the men would be more
than well satisfied with the plan when they saw how nicely it paid for
their brief wait.

	When Lorna whispered to the maid that she wanted to give her a
spanking; the young woman looked distinctly upset. She pointed out
that being spanked wasn't her idea of fun. When Lorna pointed out that
she would also take a spanking, there was a sudden improvement in the
maid's disposition. 

	After a brief consultation, it was agreed that they would
strip naked, embrace each other with their titties and bellies
rubbing, and spank each other in that position.

	They both undressed quickly and smiled as they encouraged
their men to do the same so that they would be ready for their roles
in the game when the turn came. It wasn't long before all four were
nude, as were most of the people in the room. Lorna took a gentle grip
on the stiff cock of one of the men and gave it a few playful jerks.

	Releasing him then, she turned and embraced Jenny. At once,
both her hands rubbed the woman's chubby bum and she almost came just
from the thought of spanking such lovely cheeks.
	

	Drawing her right hand back, Lorna delivered a brisk spank and
the game was underway Standing close to watch, the two young men
thrilled as they stared at the pair of magnificent bums turning bright
pink as the males took turns delivering one spank at a time.

	In both cases, they saw that the cheek being spanked by the
right hand was more brightly colored then the other. They observed
that as the spanking progressed, it was becoming more severe in
nature.

	When one of the spankers thought that her had been a bit
severe with her previous spank, she got her own back making the next
one harder. 

	And then the men, and others in the room who had paused in
their play to watch the unusual tableau, were treated to the odd sight
of two beautiful women crying as they spanked each other. Despite
their tears though, they went on with their spanking until both were
fatigued and agreed by mutual consent, to call a halt.  As they
stepped away, smiling through their tears after kissing passionately
to show that there was no anger or resentment, each took her man and
went to find an unoccupied spot on the rug.

	Lorna was not at all surprised to see her brother still
licking and tongue fucking the bum of his favorite maid. The stiffness
of his cock told her that so far, he had done nothing else. She
guessed that the young woman's arsehole would he raw by the time Larry
got around to giving her the fuck she must undoubtedly be wanting at
that moment.

	Her man was in the mood to fuck her right away, but she held
him when he would have rolled between her thighs and begun fucking her
then and there.

	 "Don't be in such a hurry," she pouted. "Your prick is very
big and hard and it will hurt my poor little cunt unless you make it
nice and hot first. Besides" she added, "I fuck much better if you
make me really horny by playing with me and sucking my twat before we
start."

	The young man did not appear at all anxious to suck her quiff,
but he was overcome by passion and, despite the fact that he was eight
years older than she, knew that he would agree to any demand she might
make on him just for the right to enjoy fucking the sweet, fifteen
year old beauty.

	For a little while, he contented himself and aroused them both
by playing with her titties until the nipples stood out firm and red
then took each in turn into his mouth and sucked well.

	From time to time, she would play with his cock as lust took
command of her, but she never hand it for too long in fear that she
would make him shoot his fluid accidentally. To Lorna, that would have
been the most unhappy of all accidents even though she knew she had
another fuck waiting in reserve.

	It took no coaxing at all to have the man move his hands down
and play in her crotch. He didn't do it badly, although he was not
nearly as good as her brother, and she was soon glowing and trembling
with desire to get fucked and enjoy a nice come.

	Still, she had established certain rules and determined to
stick with them. One of them was that he was going to give her a nice
cunny lapping before she would take his cock into her slit.   

	Lying back, she told him to get started and to make sure he
got his tongue nicely inside so that he would be able to lap her quim
properly.

	At first, as he kissed her little pink slit, he showed a
serious case of had nerves, but once he got familiar with the odor and
taste of cunny and realized that it actually felt good, he sucked more
greedily as his hands pulled her bum up and closer to his face.

	Although she hadn't decided how much lapping she wanted before
putting his cock into action, Lorna suddenly found the answer to that.
He was going to take her all the way before her thighs would stop
rubbing his head and sweaty face.

	From the time she reached her decision, it required less than
half a minute before she was groaning and sighing as the come began
and flooded throughout her entire body.

	The moment she pushed his face away and began writhing in
ecstasy on the rug, she felt her man pawing at her thighs and, after
fighting him for a few seconds; she lay back and allowed him to tear
them apart.

	Lorna was soon glad that she had made him give her the come
first, because it was only a matter of seconds before he was shooting
his stream into her pussy and falling limp on her.

	She had learned a lot from Harold and Pearl just as her
brother had. One of the most important things was to ensure that the
man brought the woman to a come before he had his.

	The passion contorted faces of some of the other women around
her told Lorna that they had not learned the lesson. As a result,
while their men sat or lay contentedly, their pricks soft from having
been satisfied, the worn were far short of that state. One, in fact,
sat sadly diddling herself with her finger until Lorna hurried to her
and did the job properly with her experienced finger. 

	At the other side of the room, a young man was spanking a
maid's plump arse in the obvious hope that it would arouse his cock to
life for another fuck. As young as she was, Lorna was wise enough to
know that he was pressing and it would take him much longer because of
it.

	"Fucking," she recalled Harold once telling her, "is much like
cricket in that you play the game much better if you stay relaxed."

	But as she thought of the word fuck, she remembered having
told the groom to stay on the alert for a piece of ass from her that
evening. Now, while the males in the hall were trying to recover their
strength, seemed to be just the right time to collect it.

	Naked, she walked outside and was surprised to see a lad
hurriedly scampering down from his window perch. With a quick move,
she grabbed the back of his shirt before the boy could get away.

	Dragging him to the light, she him as the twelve year old son
of one of the grounds men. Scolding him for daring to peek into the
house, she took him along to the barn with her.

	John greeted her eagerly, but stepped back in shock as he saw
the boy. It was his nephew.

	Without further ado, Lorna stripped his pants off, turned him
up over her naked thighs and began to spank his bare bum. She spanked
him soundly and the boy cried and kicked violently, but he did not get
off her lap until she decided she was finished spanking him.

	Then, when he tried to pull his pants up, Lorna stopped and
pulled him down into a kneeling position between her legs.

	"Now then lad, now that you've been well and truly spank
you're going to learn another lesson."

	Taking his hands, she moved them over her titties and forced
him to play with them. As he did, she reached down to find his little
bird and her hands soon made it stand straight and hard.

	Still not content, she stood to give him a nice view of her
bum and cunny. Taking his hands again, she gave them a tour of her
body in that region. His cock was able to stay hard without the help
of her hand as, although he still sobbed, he was going wild with a
lust rare in a boy of twelve

	Sure that he was in the proper state by then, Lorna lay back
on a pile of straw. Opening her legs wide then, she made him come and
kneel between her legs. Her arm went around him and pulled him down on
her, and her fingers working in her crotch, soon had the little
sticker inside her burning cunt. 

	"Now fuck you little bastard," she hissed. "Fuck or I'll take
a strap to your bare arse."

	Fucking was something the lad knew little about, but with a
combination of instinct and the urging of her
	hands and body, he quickly learned how to work his cock in and
out of her twat.

	Lorna was cursing loudly and making crying sounds as she came
again when she felt the little spurts of cream shoot into her.
Gripping his tender arse with both hands she pulled him even closer to
her as he panted while she lifted them right into the air by throwing
her arse high and crushing him with her thighs.

	When she let him down again, Lorna lay panting for a minute
before she released her hold on him, told him to pick up his pants and
get out right away.

	She also admonished him that if he told anyone what had
happened, he would get the beating of his life. He didn't just leave
the barn, he ran out of it as fast as he could.

	The moment the door closed behind the scared boy, John began
tearing his pants down. As his cock sprang out, Lorna would see the
reason for his urgency. She had never seen a tool as ready for action.

	The head had turned a dark red, almost purple around the crown
and it was throbbing so that she feared it would shoot into her face
before even reaching her cunny.

	"That was my second fuck tonight, John," she panted and I'm
going to get ten if I can. Hurry and give it to me. Drive it in and
don't he gentle."

	Kicking his pants aside, the groom threw himself at her. She
had asked him not to be gentle and he obliged her. His cock bumped
into her crotch brutally and he wondered if he had bruised her. She
didn't care. All Lorna cared about at that moment was having her slit
filled with his massive pole and being fucked again.  

	As the man found the slit, he lunged mightily and drove half
the length of his rod into her. With a groan of delight, she raised
her belly for the other half and he gave it to her.

	And then, without pause, he was banging at her belly with his,
and his horse cock was being driven as if mounted on a wild stallion.
It scrapped the walls of her slit all the way to the end and filled
her with a million mixed sensations of joy and hurt, but the joy was
by far greater than anything else.

	She knew he wouldn't be able to sustain his ride long in view
of his arousal at the start and she was quite right. Lorna was still
short of being ready to come when his whole body went rigid and he
began pumping his fluid into her twat. 

	Lorna thought it would never stop, but then, she didn't want
it to. She had visions of cream oozing out her mouth, nose and ears if
he kept shooting it into her, but the flow stopped a little before
that point.

	The man scrambled to his knees weakly and Lorna tried to get
up but couldn't make it. After resting a few minutes, she gave him her
hand and he pulled her to her feet. For just a moment, she swayed as
if she would fall, but she regained her balance, smiled at the groom
and walked sedately out of the barn.    

	Watching the rounds of her pinky white arse as she walked from
the light of the barn into the darkness, the man felt his spent tool
twitch with excitement. There was nothing left in it but that twitch,
he knew, and anymore fucking he did that night would be in his mind
alone.

	Although he was only thirty-eight years old and should be good
for at least two in the course of an evening, there had been something
about; that particular fuck that assured him there would be no second
one.

	In fact, as he thought back over the whole thing, John decided
that if he never fucked again, that one alone would make it
worthwhile. 

	Tiredly, be climbed into his pants and, deciding that he was
much too tired to get his home across the field, he stretched out on a
pile of straw and promptly fell into a deep, contented.

	In the house, the party was still going on, but none of the
males seemed to have recovered yet. Selecting the one who looked most
likely to regain his strength, Lorna took him by the hand and led him
off to a quiet corner. There, she began to fondle his rammer while
encouraging him to play with her body in any way he liked.

	Before long, she felt definite strength returning to his
pecker. Just to help it along, Lorna bent over and took the head of it
into her mouth. The resurgence of strength was suddenly stimulated, so
she sucked and licked it with a greater vigor while he fondled her
teats and arse at the same time.

	"I'm sure it's ready now and I can keep it up," he whispered.
"Do you want to be fucked?"        

	Lorna assured him she did, and, when he told her it would work
better if he gave it to her dog style, she gladly knelt on all fours
and emitted a deep sigh as she felt the good cock pushing strongly
into her cunny from behind and below.

	It took him a long time to get to the end of the ride and
before he did, Lorna had experienced another beautiful come that left
her weak again, as weak as she had been in the barn.

	That night, before the party ended at midnight so the maids
could get the place cleaned up, Lorna managed to get fucked five times
enjoyed a come with four of them.

	Considering that she had also been sucked off by the first
man, she decided it had been a pretty good evening after all.

	With a shriek of delight, as she reached her bedroom, she saw
Larry waving a nicely stiff cock at her. Lorna lay back on the bed and
tolled number six.

	CHAPTER ELEVEN

	Having heard all about the wonderful adventure with Rhoda and
her husband Tom, Harold agreed that they should think of doing more
entertaining of couples they to be good fun.

	"How about David and Enid Lawton?" Pearl asked with
enthusiasm. "Remember what great fun they used be in the old days?"

	"Careful, old girl," he cautioned his wife. "I like both them
myself and they're both great in bed, as we both know, but I'm afraid
they're out."

	"Whatever do you mean, darling? Have you and David had a
falling out?"

	"Not a falling out, my dear, we just don't see each other any
more."

	"Then let's arrange that you do. I don't know which of them I
like more, David with his educated cock or Enid with her wild mouth
and wilder imagination."

	"It's just out of the question." There was a ring of finality
in his tone. "David and his crazy politics has put himself beyond the
reach of friends of the king."

	"Oh come on, darling," Pearl interrupted. "I know David Lawton
better than that. Sure he stirs up a lot of trouble by supporting
these lazy wretches in the streets, but he wouldn't cut off his old
friends."

	"Perhaps not, but if his old friends happen to he friends of
the king and have any sense at all, they must cut him off."

	"But that's not fair, darling," Pearl protested with
vehemence. "David has always been a good friend and so has Enid. It
isn't right to cut them off just because we don't happen to agree with
their politics."

	"It isn't that at all, Pearl, and if you'll just be quiet and
think for a moment, you'll see it. Wasn't it rather pleasant last
night when I received a knighthood and we were the stars of the ball?"

	"You know it was, Harold, and you know how proud and happy I
was."

	"Well then my dear, if you'd like to keep it that way, you
will forget about David and Enid. Socially and politically, they're
poison. If it were reported back to the king that we were seen in
their company; it would be the end"

	"Are you serious, Harold'?" 

	"Absolutely so. King George hates David with a venom that
knows no equal and knows no bounds. Any friend of David's becomes an
enemy of the king per se. My knighthood would be revoked and I would
be dropped from the court like the dirtiest beggar on the streets of
London Town. Now, does a piece of arse from David, strike' you as
being that vital?"

	"Of course not darling. I won't bring up his name again. Damn
it all though, I do wish he would come to his senses before he
destroys himself."

	"So do, I my dear and so do a lot of his old friends who
remember that before he became' a traitor to his class, David was a
fine and a brilliant man."

	"But dear," Pearl protested in spite of her previous good,
intentions, "it isn't fair to call David a traitor. He is only
fighting for what he believes in."

	"What he believes in and what he has a right to believe in are
two different things, my dear."' 

	"I don't understand you, Harold. Why does, he not have a
choice like anyone else?"

	"Because, Pearl, he is a member of the, aristocracy and his
loyalties belong there. It was the aristocracy that made, England
what, it is today. The masses out there in the streets are the raw
material and it is up to the aristocracy to use them, to, fashion them
like clay, to keep England strong and a safe and wealthy place." 

	"But they're not, Harold. They're people and that's what David
is fighting for. They have rights too."

	"They have shit!" He exploded vehemently. "They are bloody
trash the lot of them; canon fodder, beasts of burden, and as long we
can keep them in their place, England will prosper.

	"Let a fool like David Lawton, and some of his friends for
that matter, fill their stupid heads with ideas of equality and
England will be destroyed."

	"But Harold darling, how can that be? Aren't both France and
the United States now building their new republics on the basis of all
being equal? I mean, don't they claim that every man has the right to
freedom and equality of opportunity?"

	"They are two different cases, my dear," Harold began to
explain patiently. "The French, by virtue of merely being French, are
hypocrites.

	"They have eradicated one aristocracy and immediately
established another. The only difference is that the new groups are
pigs that belong in the gutter rather than at the expensive tables of
Paris and Marseilles and Bordeaux.

	"The French preach equality, liberty, and fraternity. Put all
the words together and they spell shit. France is a doomed nation
anyway and will never again know power because their legitimate
aristocracy has been destroyed and now they have pigs dressed like
gentlemen and running their country."

	"And what of the United States, darling?" Pearl asked with a
smile that indicated she wouldn't accept that evaluation of the new
republic across the ocean.

	"That's different. They seem to go about building their
country with more honesty. The danger there is that they really will
give all men equal opportunity. With these, new nations, it's so hard
to tell"

	"But can that be wrong?" Pearl asked seriously. "Surely there
will come a time when the world will be wise enough to share its
wealth among all levels of society. Can't you accept that, darling?"

	"Pearl, my dear, I reject that out of hand. History has taught
us that in every society, there must be a ruling elite, an aristocracy
with education, money and power. Supporting them, there must be a
broad base of peasantry, the people who do the work, carry the freight
and die in the wars. This is what life is all about and this is the
only way it can work. The United States can never become a great
nation if they follow this suicidal policy of equality for all.
Remember what happened to Greece where they invented this dangerous
policy called democracy?"

	"Harold," Pearl replied calmly and with barely a trace of a
smile, "I do remember the glory that was Greece, but I also recall
what happened to the Roman Empire which, surely was controlled by an
aristocracy such as England's"

	Harold raised his right fist to make an emphatic point, then,
realizing that he had been had by his own wife, he dropped his arm and
laughed instead.

	"Careful, darling," he said with a grin, "you're beginning to
sound like David Lawton"

	"But surely, darling," she teased, "I am at least a little
more beautiful than David Lawton?"

	"Much more, my sweet one, and twice as cunning, I'll vow. So
much so that you have just earned yourself a nice little spanking
Come, woman, get your skirts and drape yourself over lap"

	It was the sort of command that Pearl may have been entitled
to resent, but there was nothing at all resentful about her attitude
as she stood just to her husband's right and pulled her gown high
above her waist

	Moments later, she was lying across his lap as he held her
firmly with his left arm wrapped around her waist and began to apply a
long series of crisp, but not brutal, spanks evenly over both curvy
cheeks of her lovely bum while she howled, kicked and pleaded for
mercy in such a manner that one who didn't know her as well as Harold
did, would have thought she meant it.

	By the time Harold stopped spanking her, Pearl was able to
feel the throbbing of a stiff cock under her belly and it was as
exciting as the tingle she felt on the other side of her body where
his loving hand had spanked her so well.

	"You seem to be in a serious state of rigidity, darling," she
smiled as she stood holding her gown up to rub her tingling behind. "I
really am of the opinion that something should be done about it."

	"Damn it woman," he replied with a serious look, "I'm afraid
you're right. What sort of treatment would you suggest?"

	"Well, to tell the truth, I think it should be soaked in
something warm."

	"A brilliant idea, my dear.  Perhaps I should send for Lorna
and soak it in her warm little cunny."     

	"You could do that, I suppose," Pearl agreed, "If you don't
mind having it chopped off by an irate wife with a meat cleaver."

	Harold was laughing as he opened the front of his pants and
pulled out the throbbing meat he knew his wife so wanted to see and
feel. 

	Quickly, Pearl dropped to her knees and threw her gown up over
her back as she bent forward and braced her hands on the floor.

	In seconds, Harold was kneeling behind her and between her
legs. His aroused cock went straight and true to the mouth of her cunt
and he pushed it into her with experienced ease.

	He pushed slowly and steadily until it was all the way in.
Then, to her dismay, he drew it all the way out. She thought he was
teasing and waited for it to return to her twat, but soon she realized
she was wrong in that too.

	Instead, he drew the cheeks of her arse apart, pressed the tip
of the head against the tight pink button of her arse and began to
push again.

	Entry was a little more difficult this time, but he made it
and before very long, he had shoved his cock all the way up her hole
so that his belly rubbed the tingling warmth of her arse cheeks.

	Taking a good grip on her, he began moving back and forth
smoothly with his cock doing wonderful things to her arse while his
right hand, reaching under her and into her crotch, played a fine game
of its own with her twat.

	Master of the art, as always, Harold ensured that his wife
enjoyed a very strong come before, rubbing his belly against her
curved arse in obvious ecstasy, he fired shot after shot of warm,
soothing cream into her bum.

	"Damn you darling," she said over her shoulder as she smiled
when he finished coming and was breathing regularly again, "I don't
think much of your politics, but you truly are a most magnificent
fucker."      

	"Thank you, my dear," he smiled in reply while he kept his
tool in her arse. "In that case then, perhaps my brains are all in my
cock."

	"If that's so, you wonderful husband, then I'm afraid you've
just shot them all up my bum. To think, now I'll have the brainiest
arse in London."

	Giving her a sharp slap on the arse as he pulled his cock out,
Harold helped his wife to her feet and they went to the couch where
they fell asleep together with their arms around each other and their
bodies completely satisfied.

	CHAPTER TWELVE

	It was one of these beautiful spring mornings when a bright
sun bathed the countryside in delicious warmth. Larry had been given
permission to go riding the grounds in search of game, and Harold had
gone into the city to look after some tedious business affairs which
Pearl resented because they were concerned only with money, something
she and Harold had more than enough of.

	When Pearl suggested that she and Lorna should go for a walk,
the girl was quick to agree. They walked though the field holding
hands and took the path that led to a place where the brook widened
into a pool. Partially screened by trees, enough sun came through to
keep the water of the pool warm enough for swimming, yet cool enough
to be bracing.

	Reaching it and admiring the clarity and beauty of the crystal
clear water; they decided that it would be great sport to strip naked
and swim. Later, both realized, anything could happen probably would.

	Pearl was undressed first and, without waiting, she tensed her
body, arched, and went into a flat dive that took her deep into the
slightly chilly water. For just a moment, there was a shock as her
warm body reacted to the cold of the water, and then it passed.

	Seconds later, there was another splash and the woman thrilled
at the sight, of Lorna's beautiful body cutting a clean path through
the sparkling water. They swam for more than five minutes, then,
calling agreement, clambered out of the pool and went to the sun
warmed grass where they had deposited their clothes.

	They were laying together, their arms around each other in a
quiet prelude to love, when they heard voices approaching from the
path.

	Holding her finger over her lips, Pearl signaled the girl to
follow her as she crawled behind a thick screen of bushes behind the
grassy clearing. Since the woman had picked up her clothes and taken
them with her, Lorna did the same.

	They barely had time to hide themselves before they saw the
two boys hurrying down the path toward the pool. For a little while,
they swam, then splashed out their furtive expressions made it dear
that they knew they were trespassing on private, property.

	Chatting excitedly, they undressed and dove into the pool. For
a little while, they swam, then splashed out of the water and came to
lie on the grass directly in front of the bush where Pearl and Lorna
lay in hiding.

	"How come you have a bone on?" the younger lad asked in
surprise

	"If you saw what I saw, you'd have one too."

	"What was it? Was it at the outhouse again?" 

	"It sure was," the older boy said with a grin."

	"Well do hurry and tell me"' the younger one said impatiently.

	"I will if you'll let me stick it up your bum and go all the
way."

	"Well," he paused, "all right if you'll pull me off."

	"All right. Well, lust before I left, I saw mum go to the
outhouse. I hurried around back and ducked down where we broke that
hole."

	"Do hurry," the other lad interjected. "My cock is getting
hard just wondering what you're going to say."

	"Don't hurry me, I'm coming to it. I got there just in to see
her pull up her skirts. Instead of sitting down right away, she stood
like that and scratched her quiff."

	"Did you see her cunny?"

	"Not very well. The damn thing is hidden right in her belly,
you know. Still, I had a lovely look at her legs and her arse."

	"Tell me what it was like."

	"Her arse must be the biggest in the whole world. It's white
and smooth and round. When she bent to squat down on the seat, I even
saw her cheeks pull apart so I could see her hole."

	"What did she do?"

	"She only peed and I couldn't see to clearly until she got up
again. Then I got another good look at her lovely big arse."

	"I'll bet you were hard then."

	"Was I ever."

	"Why didn't you pull yourself?"

	"I knew I was meeting you and it's always more fun to have
someone do it for you. You ready now?"

	"Look," the younger one said as he rolled on his side facing
his friend to display his very stiff cock.

	"Let's go then," the bigger boy said as he knelt up. The other
lad climbed to his hands and knees with his bum close to his friend.
Instead of sticking his cock in right away, the bigger boy rubbed the
proffered cheeks. His eyes were closed as if he were remembering his
mother's arse and pretending it was hers he was rubbing instead of the
other boy's.

	Pulling the cheeks apart then, he pushed his little cock
between the cheeks, strained for a moment, then got it all the way in.
Reaching around the boy, he grasped his cock and began to play with
it.

	"Don't make me come until, you're finished," the kneeling boy
protested. "I don't like being bum fucked after I've shot."

	"Well then, what have we here?" Pearl asked as she stood
beside the boys with Lorna just slightly behind her.

	There were a pair of startled gasps and the boys quickly
pulled apart and scampered to their feet.

	"I know you, but I want you to tell me your names." 

	They did so without further urging and Pearl recognized them
at once.

	"In the first place," Pearl went on sternly, "you are both
trespassing and could be sent to jail if I choose. More than that,
you, Peter, peeped at your mother's arse while she was peeing. And
then, I caught you in the act of bum fucking. What could you possibly
have to say for yourselves?"

	Obviously the boys had nothing to say. Looking at each other
as if seeking comfort, they stood with their hands folded to cover
their cocks which had gone quite soft at the interruption of their
game of buggery.

	"Keep your hands at your sides," Pearl snapped and they obeyed
instantly, though with considerable embarrassment at being exposed in
the presence of the woman and the girl.

	"Now then," Pearl went on, "what will happen when I report
this to your parents?"

	"Oh please, ma'am, don't do that," the older boy pleaded.

	"And why not, pray tell?"

	"If my mother finds out, she won't just birch me, she'll cut
my behind to ribbons. So will his," he finished, looking at his
friend.

	"That does not seem like a bad idea considering how naughty
you both are. You surely must be punished for your terrible conduct."

	"Please ma'am, I'd rather if you punished us and didn't tell
our mothers about this"

	"I suppose I could," Pearl frowned as if pondering the matter,
"but then again, I don't see why I should be bothered."

	"Oh please, ma'am," the older boy begged. "We'll never do it
again, I promise."

	It was obviously a lie, but Pearl let it pass as she turned to
talk to Lorna.

	"In the event that I do decide to punish these naughty lads,
dear, my hand could never stand all that work. Would you help by
spanking one of them?"

	"Of course, if you wish me too."

	"Very well then, let us go over to those two stumps they seem
to be suitable spanking stools."

	Standing aside, Pearl ushered the naked lads ahead of them and
she and Lorna followed close behind. Lorna was so excited at the
prospect of administering a spanking that was real punishment rather
than a game, that she could hardly walk. She sensed too that Pearl
shared her excitement.

	Calling the older boy to her, Pearl sat on one stump and
raised her skirts so high that if her legs had not been closed she
would have showed her twat. She motioned for the lad to lie over her
lap and he did so without hesitation even though he was sobbing
lightly and trembling quite visibly.

	Snapping out of her trance, Lorna hurriedly sat, drew her
dress up as high as Pearl had done and took the boy onto her smooth
young thighs with his bum arched.

	At the same time, the two women began to spank. The woods rang
with the sound of palms slapping bare arses and the sounds were
interspersed with the words of scolding and the crying of the two
boys. 

	The boys had been eager to take their spankings rather than
face parental wrath and the birch at home, their eagerness dissolved
in their tears as both Pearl and Lorna spanked long and very briskly
so that all cheeks glowed a bright, fiery red.

	Pearl stopped spanking at last and began rubbing of the boy
over her lap, Lorna gave her lads bum a few more spanks before she too
began rubbing and reveling in the feel of the hot, smooth cheeks her
hand.

	They kept the two lads lying there until their crying stopped.
Only then were they permitted to get to their feet each standing
facing the woman who had spanked him.

	"Now Peter," Pearl spoke with the same tone of she had used
all the way, "look at my legs and you," she told the other, "look at
Lorna's"

	The boys did as they were told and their eyes shone with
excitement as well as with tears.

	"Are they as big as your mother's?" she asked.

	"No," both boys replied at once.

	"Are they as pretty as your mother's?"

	"Oh, ma'am, yours are much prettier. They are the prettiest
I've ever seen."

	When Peter finished his brief, but sincere speech, the other
boy said much the same to Lorna as he stared openly at her lovely
thighs.

	"Come feel them all over," Pearl continued, "and tell me if
you think they feel nicer than your mother's. Careful not to my cunny
or I shall give you a beating with a switch."

	With a nod to her boy, Lorna parted her thighs Pearl had done
and felt his hands come to her quickly. Both boys showed a keen
interest in feeling the soft, inner thighs and their feelings were
reflected the hardening of their little cocks as they rubbed.

	"Have either of you seen cunts before?" Pearl wanted to know.

	Both boys admitted they hadn't and gave the same reply when
Pearl asked about titties.

	"Then it's time you learned a little about life," she said
simply.

	Unfastening the top of her dress, Pearl slowly pulled it down.
Just before it reached the nipples of her breasts she paused as if
stopping, then, with a quick jerk, took it right down to her waist.

	Both boys gasped. Their eyes and mouths opened wide at the
sight of the beautifully formed, generous titties with the pinkish
nipples set on the dark rings.

	Putting her hands under them, Pearl bounced them few times and
smiled as she heard the heavy breathing of the boys and saw their
cocks standing out hard and hungry.

	"Here," she said as she gave the titties another little shake,
"stand behind me and play with them for a while. It amuses me to have
a boy play with my bare naked titties"

	I order to reach, he had to turn so close that his cock rubbed
her bare back and she felt a little wetness.

	On the other stump, Lorna had followed suit and the lad was
playing with her titties. Although he too obviously enjoyed the task
he stole more than a few quick glances at Pearl's big teats as they
bounced in the hands of his friend.

	When she had enough, Pearl got up and allowed her dress to
fall into place. Then, she made the boy kneel on the ground in front
of her. Lorna followed her in everything as her boy knelt close to the
other.

	Following Pearl's example, she stood facing the boy and slowly
pulled the skirt of her dress up over her thighs, above her cunny bush
and well up her belly. Like Pearl, her legs were closed. The boys had
a long, trembling look, then the dresses were dropped.

	Turning their backs to the lads, they began to raise the
dresses again. They went all the way up to bare a pair of beautiful
arses just inches from the faces of the boys.

	"Now," Pearl's voice was beginning to break with passion,
"kiss both cheeks. Nice long kiss with your mouth open."

	Both boys obeyed with more than willingness. Neither had ever
kissed a bum before and both found it thrilling as their ardent kisses
showed.

	"Now pull the cheeks apart until you see the little pink hole.
That's it Now lick it. That's it, keep your tongue moving. That's it
.... that's it..."

	"Now get down and look up into my cunt," she panted.

	Both boys threw themselves down and peered directly up at the
magnificent panorama of thighs, crotch, cunny, hairs, belly and arse.
For both, it was the most thrilling sight they had ever seen.

	When Pearl reached into her crotch with her fingers and parted
the lips of her twat, Lorna did the same. The boys were groaning with
passionate excitement and as she looked down at hers, Pearl felt
overpowering urge to pee on him.

	It was something she had never done before and she knew she
would do it, but she forced herself to wait. The shock, she reasoned,
could spoil the nice hard cock and she very much wanted it inside her
cunt before that.

	Moving away then, she kicked her dress away and lay on the
grass on her back with her legs drawn up and open wide. Close to her,
Lorna did the same.

	"Now get between my legs, stick your cock in me and fuck me,"
she panted.

	With just her eyes, Lorna instructed her boy to do the same.

	Seconds later although neither lad had ever seen people
fucking each had his cock buried in the warmth of a moist Clint and
was fucking away merrily.

	It didn't last long because both boys were too horny from the
start, but it was long enough to permit both the fully aroused females
to come. It was magnificent for the two.

	Lorna's lad came inside her twat while she was still coming.
Pearl's lasted only a little longer and she felt him spurting while
some of the thrill of her come remained. 

	When they had rested for a little while, Pearl ordered the
boys to sit up straight. She stood astride her lad and beautiful,
dreamy smile.

	Even Lorna gasped then as she saw the twinkling yellow pee hit
the boy in the face. Stunned, he sat silently taking the stream until
Pearl was finished and the last few drops trickled down into the pool
that formed around the base of his cock.

	Only then did Lorna begin peeing. In spite of just having come
she trembled with passion as she saw and heard her stream hitting the
boy and trickling down his nude body.

	Sending the boys home, the women dressed, after another swim,
and returned to the house.

	CHAPTER THIRTEEN

	When he heard the details of their adventure at the pool,
Harold was as excited as the women had been during the seduction of
the two. It was late in afternoon and the females, rested by then,
felt their passions building again.

	"I'd give a fortune to have seen that. The spanking playing
and fucking would have been great, but to see you peeing all over them
would have driven me right of my mind." His expression of intensity
underlined his words.

	"Have you ever seen a person pee on another?" Lorna asked.

	"Never," he replied firmly. "I've heard of it, and I've even
heard of a chap somewhere around Whitechapel who drinks pee right from
men's cocks after sucking them off, but I've never seen it done."

	"Well then," Pearl said with a little shrug, "we shall just
have to find another pair of innocent lads and seduce them for you.
We'll be sure we need a pee at the time, of course," she finished with
a broad smile.

	"You'll do it right in the house and I'll watch from hiding,"
Harold said anxiously. "It will be even more exciting that way."

	The matter was agreed on and it was simply a matter of finding
the right boys. It was simplified when Lorna suggested she would
prefer that Pearl and the boy be alone in the room for the seduction
and that she would be pleased to watch it with Harold.

	All agreed it was an excellent plan and they turned to the
discussion of other matters.

	High on the list came the matter of having John and Rhoda over
for a series of games which would include the men fucking each other's
wives and plenty of spanking.

	"Shall we use the dice?" Lorna asked, "Or will Larry and I get
it all?"

	Pearl laughed aloud at the plaintive question.

	"Have no fear, dear," she said lightly, "we shall use the dice
and everyone will get spanked many times. If your luck is good, you'll
give more spankings than you take."

	"What fun we shall have," Lorna clapped her hands in glee.

	"Of course you will have to be fucked too," Harold
interjected. "Perhaps we may permit your brother to give it to you if
you'd like that."

	"I'd like that very much. Larry is a very competent fucker."

	"You speak with much authority, my dear," Pearl said as she
eyed her narrowly. "I hope you have been obeying the rules in that
regard."

	"Oh yes, madam," Lorna lied smoothly.

	"It had better be," Pearl said with an expression that
included both a smile and a frown, "or your pretty little bottom will
pay the price."

	"Ooh," Lorna said as she jumped to her feet and, reaching up
under her gown, rubbed the cheeks of her bum. "And you do spank hard
too."

	Both laughed at her, and the next thing Lorna knew, she was
being pulled over Harold's lap with her skirts flying high over her
back.

	"So can I when I want to," he said as he gave her a light
spank on each cheek."

	Just then, Larry returned from his second ride of the day. He
looked warm and tired, but quite well. As she looked at him, Pearl
suddenly decided she would like to have him fuck her while he was
still sweaty. On second thought, she decided to postpone it at least
long enough for him to recover his breath.

	On the chair, Harold still had Lorna across his lap was
alternately spanking her bum and sticking a long finger up her hole
which caused her to wriggle her pretty arse very enticingly.

	He spanked just hard enough to color the cheeks pink. Although
Lorna sobbed and greeted each spank with an aah or an ooh, she wasn't
really in pain and was obviously finding the spanking and finger up
her bum quite enjoyable.

	It could have ended there, or Harold could have turned her
over and fucked her, but she kept wriggling her nicely rounded bum and
the pink cheeks became, to Harold, like a red flag to a bull.

	"That does it, Lorna my dear," he said with a slightly harder
spank, "you've wriggled that delicious bum so, much that I've decided
I'm going to fuck it?"

	Instead of the look of terror he expected, Harold was thrilled
to see the girl twist her neck so that she could smile up into his
face.

	"How lovely," she said with excitement. "I've never had
anything bigger than your finger up my bum?"

	"You're not afraid?" Larry asked in amazement as he, recalled
the hurt of the first buggering he had taken from the man.

	"Of course not, silly," Lorna laughed. "It's a hole, isn't it?
Then it should have a cock stuck into it. If it were possible, I'd
like to be fucked in my ears, up my nose, anywhere at all"

	Everyone laughed at that comment and Lorna stood and began to
remove her clothes. As if it were a signal, all the others did the
same and soon all four were naked and aroused.

	"Come sit on my lap, Larry," Pearl said warmly. "We'll play
with each other for a while, then I'll have you give me a nice fuck"

	The boy hurried to her, got comfortable on her lap in the big
chair and she fed a teat into his mouth. He sucked it with an air of
great content and Pearl sighed reached for his cock to play with.

	"I really don't think my bum is warm enough for your purpose,
sir," Lorna said as they stood embracing while his hand rubbed her
arse and his hard prick poked at her belly.

	"It isn't very warm at that, is it?" he said as he patted a
cheek gently. "Are you sure you don't mind?"

	"Oh no. Of course I shall cry, but it will be nice to have my
cheeks tingling when you stick your cock up between them"

	Harold returned to the chair and the girl stretched herself
out over his waiting lap. After giving her cheeks a few light pats, he
began spanking.

	This time he spanked considerably harder and Lorna was soon
crying as her bum turned a bright shade of red while his spanking hand
continued to rise and fall producing a lovely sound each time.

	Although she was still sobbing from the spanking, Lorna looked
happy as Harold led her to the couch and helped her as she knelt up on
it.

	Reaching for the jar of cream on the table behind the couch,
Harold admired the beauty of her arched, waiting bum as he applied the
cream liberally in and around little pink bole. He could feel hi prick
throbbing with exciting anticipation to get inside.

	Pearl and Larry hurried closer to the couch to watch as the
girl's arse lost its virginity, but Harold ignored them. His eyes and
his mind concentrated only on the beauty of Lorna's bum and if his
cock had a mind, it was busy with the same lovely thought.

	Kneeling close behind her, Harold gripped his cock in his
right hand and brought it between the cheeks of her arse. Her cheeks
were plump enough so that it was an exciting trip pushing between them
even before the head of his tool touched the ring of her hole.

	As his body jerked with excitement, his cock jabbed at her
hole accidentally a few times, and then, he gave a long, sustained
push and felt the expanded head forcing a path.

	Lorna gave a little grunt, but she did not cry out in pain.
Instead, she spoke.

	"Oh you're in, you darling man. At last, I'm getting bum
fucked."

	After a few more pushes, each as gentle as he could make it,
Harold was all the way inside her. Gripping her warmly around the
waist, he began fucking with his usual fine style.

	On the floor beside the couch, Pearl hurriedly knelt with her
arms on the couch and her face positioned inches from the spot where
her husband's cock kept sliding in and out of the girl's bum.

	"Give it to me the same way, Larry," she called excitedly.
"Right up the bum like a hen. Ruffle my feathers for me."

	Anxious to oblige, Larry hurried around to kneel up against
her big arse. He clutched the cheeks for a moment and felt a great
desire to spank her. He didn't dare without her permission, though,
and the trembling of her body told him she wanted it in a hurry.

	Grasping his hard little cock, he quickly fitted it into her
hole and began fucking. He liked the sound of his belly slapping the
cheeks of her arse and it nicely with the same sound coming from the
couch where his sister was still getting it from Harold.

	Even though he had started later, Larry came before the man
did. He sent a series of nice spurts up the woman's hole and trembled
with ecstasy as he did while belly pressed tightly against the warm
arse cheeks.

	Harold came then and emitted a long groan as he the first hot
spurt shooting through his cock and into the hole. With his arms
around Lorna's thighs, he pulled her even closer and pushed harder.
She helped by pressing and rubbing her bum back against him.

	When he finally stopped coming, Harold marveled at how he
could pour more cum into an arse than he could in a cunt. Other men
had reported that it was the other way around for them.

	Reluctantly, he withdrew his cock slowly as his has still held
the shivering girl.

	"Oh that was so good" she sighed as she still knelt on all
fours, "but it left me so horny I could fuck a stick."

	"Then move over, darling child," Pearl replied with an eager
expression, "your brother has left me in the same condition"

	Within seconds, they were embracing but their faces were not
together.  Lorna's was buried deeply in Pearls crotch as she nuzzled
the hot slit. In her own crotch, she felt the loving face and lapping
tongue of the woman.

	Tired, they all retired early that evening.

	CHAPTER FOURTEEN

	"Oh no, Harold. It can't be. They wouldn't dare rest David
Lawton."

	"They would and they did," Harold countered with a smile of
triumph. "Not only have they arrested him, but I'll wager Lawton will
be guest of honor at a hanging"

	"But they're fools. In the first place, David Lawton is an
honorable man and doesn't deserve either jail or hanging. But beyond
that, think of how the masses will react."

	"The masses are fools who are powerless to do anything about
it, my dear. They are just so much leaderless rabble. Lawton was the
closest thing they had to a leader and with him out of the way,
they'll grumble for a while then forget all about it." 

	"You can't really believe that, Harold. That riot the city
yesterday proves how strong they are. When children are hungry and
unclothed while the aristocracy lounges about in splendor, men become
vicious. Unless they are given a reasonable living, they'll take it by
force."

	"You're still being sentimental, my darling. The crowds went
wild yesterday because they were inflamed by that article in the
Weekly Political Post."

	"And they arrested David for that? They blame him for the
riots?"

	"Of course they do. It was his article that inflamed the
crowds. Three people are dead and others may die from their injuries.
The responsibility is his and the law will make him pay with his
life."

	The argument went on for a while with neither giving ground.
All they achieved was that they spoiled their day and had no fun at
all.

	There were more riots in London that day and more people
killed. The following day, the riots broke out again, but turned to
cheering when word spread that David Lawton had been released from
prison and the charges of treason and inciting to riot had been
withdrawn.

	With peace restored on the streets for the time being, it was
also restored in the Staughton household to the special delight of the
twins who seemed to suffer from the chilly atmosphere of the house
even more than did the principals concerned.

	True, they managed to find compensation when Larry took his
sister to her room and licked her arse until she was glowing all over.
After that, she showed her appreciation by taking his cock into her
mouth and sucking him off. Still it wasn't as enjoyable as it should
have been and both sensed the wrongness of the situation.

	But now things were fine again and the air of happiness soon
chased away the gloom.

	Late in the afternoon, all four adjourned to the walled garden
where they quickly stripped naked and prepared for a session of fun
and games.

	Impulsively, Larry asked Pearl if she would permit him to give
her a little spanking.

	"Your bum is so pretty, madam," he continued, looking as if he
regretted having brought the subject up was forced to go on. "Ever
since the first time I saw it, I wondered what it would be like to
spank it."

	Harold laughed loudly as he looked at his wife. "I fear you
are going to have to let him do it if you want to be a good sport."

	"I suppose you're right," Pearl smiled, "but for his boldness
in daring to ask such a thing, he is going to get his arse nicely
spanked."

	"Well now," Harold mused aloud, that does seem like a
reasonable compromise. How does that strike you, Larry?"

	"Just fine, sir. I'd gladly take a whipping as the price of
spanking madam's beautiful bum"

	"Very well then, Larry," Pearl broke in, "since you were first
to ask, you shall be first to be spanked. Over my lap if you please
while I slap some manners into your saucy arse."

	Although the words and the tone were strong, Larry understood
that it was all in fun as he draped himself eagerly over the woman's
thighs with his behind nicely presented.

	Making loud, exciting sounds, Pearl administered a nice
spanking which brought a bright flush to both smooth cheeks.

	For a few minutes after he got off her lap, Larry stood
sobbing and rubbing his abused behind. Still, he admitted a few
seconds later, the nice tingle was spreading.

	It tingled even more in a minute when he placed his arse on
the chair and beckoned for Pearl to come over his lap. He trembled a
little as he prepared to give the first spank.

	He brought his hand down a little more sharply than he
intended and the spank was loud. He held his hand on the silken cheek
and felt the mound of flesh jiggle for just a moment.

	Before he could apologize for the hardness of the smack, Pearl
saved him the trouble.

	"Mmmm, you spank nicely, dear," she commented with a smile as
she wriggled a little on his thighs.

	"You mean it wasn't too hard?"

	"Just about right, but get on with it or I'll get up." Larry
got on with it and soon had the pair of cheeks wearing a bright pink
shade on both cheeks.

	While he was spanking, Harold and Lorna were getting each
other nicely aroused by playing with each other and kissing
passionately, their tongues licking well into the responsive mouth of
each other.

	Before the spanking finished, Harold laid the girl down on the
grass and began to lap her pussy while she sighed loudly and urged him
on to greater heights. He responded by pushing a finger up her bum
while he went on lapping.

	The spanking over, Larry helped Pearl to kneel on the grass
while he kissed the sting out of her arse for a long time before he
transferred his attention to the sweet, pink hole.

	He had licked it for less than a minute when Pearl turned over
and offered him her cunny instead. His tongue was even better there
than it had been behind and it wasn't long before Pearl enjoyed a good
come.

	They merely had to turn to rejoin Harold and Lorna who were
lying on the grass beside them. A general discussion followed on the
subject of what they should do next and it went on until Harold came
up with the answer.

	The women knelt on all fours with Harold kneeling behind his
wife and Larry behind his sister. At a signal from the man, they both
fitted their cocks into the twat in front and began fucking slowly.

	At another signal, both males withdrew their pokers from the
aroused twats and hurried around to kneel before the women. As Lorna
took the wet, sticky prick into her mouth, she tasted the flavor of
Pearl's cunny as she licked and sucked the delicious head.

	Before the girl sucked him off, Harold pulled his cock out of
her mouth and swung it about to cool it off. As he did, he announced
to the women that for the final stage, it would be their choice.

	"It seems like ages since I've had a nice drink of cream"
Pearl sighed as she looked at the boy. "If I were to suck you very
nicely, do you think you could fill my mouth with your come?"

	"I sure could," he replied with enthusiasm. "I'll at least
give you everything I can."

	"And how about you, dear?" Harold asked Lorna.

	"The sucking idea sounds good to me to, but instead, I think
I'd like to pull you off very slowly. I love watching your cock when I
frig it."

	"Sounds excellent to me," Harold agreed, "even though it is a
bit of a waste of good juice."

	"Oh I have no intention of wasting it. You tell me when you're
ready to shoot and I'll catch it all with my mouth and drink every
drop."

	"Aha, that does sound like a more interesting game," he
answered with enthusiasm. "As a matter of fact, I'm rather partial to
being frigged anyway. I remember when I was a boy, we had a maid who
would let me play with her arse and cunny, then would jerk me off nice
and slowly until I squirted all over her belly. After I did, she'd
give me a sweet smile as she rubbed the cream into her skin."

	"We must do that too, sometime," Lorna said excitedly.
"Perhaps I'd like it even better if you squirted all over my bum and
rubbed it in. Would you mind that?"

	"Not a bit. I love rubbing pretty bums whether they're dry or
wet."

	"Shall we get stared then?" Pearl broke in.

	"Righto," her husband responded. "Let's all get nice and
comfortable."

	He selected a chair that was to his liking and leaned back
with his legs wide open. Lorna hurried to kneel into the opening his
legs provided. Without waiting to see whether the others had
commenced, she caught the shaft of his strong cock and began jerking
it very slowly.

	"Do you like it slow like this?" she asked as she smiled into
his face.

	"I love it. Keep it slow and make it last a long time. Half
the thrill of being frigged is waiting for the come to happen."

	While she went on frigging at the teasingly slow rate, Pearl
knelt beside her and was much greedier about sucking Larry's hard
little pecker. She had taken much more than just the head into her
mouth and her tongue curled around it from time to time, causing the
boy to jerk and shiver.

	"What else did you do with your maid?" Lorna asked as her hand
continued to work back and forth slowly while she watched the skin of
his cock move over the head then all the way back.

	"Not an awful lot. She did let me play with her teats and suck
them all I wanted to. She never did let me fuck her."

	"Tell me about the first woman you did fuck."

	"Let me see. I was about fourteen and there was a new maid.
She came into my room and caught me frigging myself. She told me that
was a terrible waste and at the same time, she hiked her skirts up and
flopped down on my bed. I was into her cunny in a minute and enjoying
my first fuck."

	Lorna wanted to go on talking about such things, but just
then, Harold told her he was getting close. Beside her, she heard her
brother sighing and groaning and saw Pearl's lips and jaws working as
she sucked the boy dry and kept trying for more.

	"Ready!" Harold gasped. "Now."

	Moving her wide-open mouth close to the red velvet head, Lorna
kept her eye down on the little hole in the end of it. She saw a blur
and then the cream was spurting into her mouth.

	She gave a few more gentle jerks on his cock to keep the
stream coming and he was more than generous with her. As she
swallowed, the cream imparted a delightfully smooth lining to her
throat.

	Only when the man roared for her to stop, did Lorna finally
give up frigging him. Even then, she went back with her tongue to
steal the last pearly drop from the little hole in the end of the head
when her tongue touched it, the man shivered.

	A little later, Harold announced that he needed a pee so badly
he could taste it. The words triggered an impulsive reaction in Lorna.

	"I know," she said excitedly. "I'll kneel down in the grass
and you pee all over me. Let me hold onto your cock and aim it all
over me."

	In their excitement, Harold and his wife looked at each other
and both were excited.

	"How wonderful," Pearl exclaimed.

	That was all the encouragement Lorna needed. Scrambling out of
her chair, she moved away and knelt up straight in the grass. Harold
came toward her and just the look of his prick sent shivers of
excitement through her.

	He stood in front of her and close and she reached up to grasp
the soft, but still beautiful meat. Holding it gently, she aimed it at
her face and waited.

	She felt the fluid moving through his cock a spilt second
before she saw the stream. It hit her full in the face then and it was
hot and very exciting.

	With much splashing, she directed the flow all over her face
before aiming it down toward her titties, which got their full share.

	The next time she aimed the cock upward, it was right into her
open mouth. She drank greedily until the last few drops trickled over
her lips.

	"How does it taste?" Larry asked excitedly then. "Strong and
sharp and kind of nice," Lorna replied as she wiped her mouth with the
back of her hand. "I want to find out one of these days," he said with
a serious expression. "Do you need a pee now madam?" "No thank you
dear, but I shall let you try, one of these days."

	By way of compromise, Pearl knelt on the grass and had Larry
pee over her massive titties. After he had covered both of them with
his manly stream, she cupped them from both sides and pressed them
together.

	Without having to be told, Larry peed right into the top of
her valley between them and watched in fascination as the water formed
a pool there before trickling down her belly, into her clump of cunny
hair, then disappeared into her crotch.

	Getting up, Pearl took Lorna's hand and the two went into the
house laughing. Baths were very much in order for both of them.

	CHAPTER FIFTEEN

	On their sixteenth birthday, the twins were treated to a very
special party. In addition to the family, Tom and Rhoda were on hand
as well as another couple, Albert and Joyce, both in their midthirties

	The guests were formally dressed, while the twins were
formally undressed. During the final arrangements, looked after by
Jenny, the maid, the Staughtons and their guests had cocktails in the
parlor. When Jenny appeared to let them know that everything was in
readiness, they put down their glasses immediately and went to the
dining room.

	There was a chorus of gasps, squeals and giggles of delight.
Centering the table was a huge birthday cake.

	On either side of it was a cushion on which one of the twins
knelt, their bodies bent forward, their weight resting on hands and
knees.

	That in itself would have made a tremendous impact on the
audience, but there was more.

	Larry and Lorna were entirely nude and while there were no
candles on the cake, each of them held a lighted one which had been
inserted in the arsehole.

	When the confusion subsided, Pearl approached Larry while
Harold went to Lorna. Gently, they withdrew the candles and
extinguished them after which, each kissed the bums of the two and
helped them off the table.

	But there was yet another surprise as the twins faced the
group, their faces wreathed in excited smiles, they showed that
Larry's cock was quite stiff and completely covered with chocolate
icing. Both of Lorna's titties were covered in the same way.

	While the three women lined up to lick the icing off Larry,
the three men went to Lorna for their feast of chocolate covered
titties.

	Since the twins were the guests of honor, they were permitted
to do pretty much what they wanted. As a result, Larry's hands moved
with skill and cunning whether down a generously cut bodice to fondle
titties, or up the dress from below along smooth thighs to well
rounded bums and, if the lady happened to have her thighs parted, into
her twat.

	What with the feeling he was doing and the lovely way the
ladies licked the icing off his pastry, Larry's prick stayed very
hard.

	And yet, the way the women kept do more than just licking
icing as they wrapped their lips around the pecker, there was a great
danger that his cock would soon go soft. Seeing what her brother was
doing and considering the wild things the hands of the three did to
her, Lorna decided to increase her pleasure by opening the pants of
the males.

	It wasn't long before she had the three stiff cocks waving
proudly as she moved from one to another with her hands.

	A couple of times she caused one of the men to pull his cock
away from her greedy hands for fear it would go off, not with a bang,
but a spurt. None of the men wanted to lose his load before the party
really got underway.

	When the last of the icing had been licked away from Lorna,
Pearl and Harold led the group into the spacious parlor where there
was plenty of room and thick carpet for those who preferred the floor
to the furniture for their various games.

	In view of what all knew was ahead, the men didn't bother to
replace their cocks in their pants so that it was a strange parade as
the formally attired women were escorted through the hall by formally
attired males who waved big, stiff cocks with each step.

	Three maids watched from across the hall and there was more
than a little tittering going on among them.

	"Blimey," whispered one, "they're real proper gents. You can
tell by the way they carry their walking sticks"

	After a little more giggling, one of her companions added her
contribution. "Not walking sticks, ducks, them all be focking sticks
and I'd sure love to have one myself right now."

	"Not bloody likely," a voice came from just behind her. "Them
four females in there could take on the 'ole British navy and not
leave 'ought for us."

	The official party had passed out of sight by then, but not
out of the minds of the three aroused young ladies.

	When one of them became brave enough to suggest it, they
agreed to work out their little problem among themselves.

	While one stood guard, the other two slipped into a relatively
darkened corner and hurriedly rucked their skirts up. All three used
the same style because they played the game from time to time when
things were dull.

	The one having her twat diddled held her skirts above her
waist, parted her legs and relaxed as much as possible under the
circumstances.

	The other, slipped an arm around to hold her bare arse and
reached up into her twat with a finger that knew just where to go and
what to do when it got there.

	Before their unofficial little party ended, all three of the
maids had come quite nicely thank you.

	But the main party was still going on in the parlor. Since
clothes were becoming a hindrance to natural enjoyment of the party,
it was agreed that they would pair off and strip each other. The
ladies were offered the option of retaining stockings and garters if
they chose. The males were to be stripped naked.

	Because it was the first time they had met them, the twins
selected Joyce and Albert as their partners for the undressing.

	A gentleman as always, Larry kissed Joyce frequently and
passionately as he removed her clothing to reveal her excitingly
formed body. Her skin was milky white and had the texture of silk. Her
breasts were full and stood up nicely even before he cupped them with
both hands.

	Her nipples were nice when he first saw but after a little
sucking, they became a delight to behold. When he tweaked them with
finger and thumb, she wriggled a very fine arse.

	It was so nice in fact, that Larry dropped to his knees behind
her to cover the cheeks with his ardent kisses before slipping his
tongue into the crack of her arse to lick her delightful little hole.

	Giggling that she had never had her arse and hole licked
before, Joyce expressed delight, so he licked it a little longer than
he had planned. While he was down there, he also toured her crotch
with his eyes and hands and decided it would do nicely. Her cunny had
that pleasant combination of maturity and tightness that he so loved.

	As he got to his feet, Larry told her he wanted her for his
first fuck of the evening. She smiled, but did not look overjoyed.
Guessing that she was judging him by the size of his weapon, he vowed
silently to give her the screwing of her life so that she would learn
that size isn't everything when it comes to fucking and cocks.

	Because Larry had taken so long with Joyce, all the others
were naked and waiting.

	"I thought you'd never finish, dear," Pearl said.

	Larry merely grinned in reply and said nothing. His social
graces were improving as was his vocabulary, but he was wise enough
not to engage in a battle of wit with the polished Pearl.

	"It's time to choose partners for the first round," Pearl
announced to all in a gay tone. "Let's not spoil any of those nice
hard cocks too early though, shall we?"

	Again the twins were given first choice of partners. Pearl was
flattered when he picked her, after having lavished so much attention
on Joyce. She, and others, were surprised when Lorna selected Joyce.

	"Of course dear," Pearl said lightly, "but with all these
strong men around, I can't understand why a woman."

	"Oh that's easy," Lorna quipped. "Since we can't fuck or suck
any of those lovely cocks this time, my next best choice is to give
someone a nice spanking and she does have a lovely bum."

	"Oh you little vixen," Joyce laughed. "I'll get you before the
party is over." She was still laughing as she walked to the chair of
Lorna's choice.

	During the short walk, Lorna fondled the woman's bum and
confirmed her belief that it would indeed make for a wonderful
spanking.

	Before sitting, she turned and embraced the woman. Joyce
responded nicely and their kiss was passionate. Their bodies rubbed
warmly, aroused nipples crushing against silken skin, belly-to-belly,
thigh-to-thigh.

	"Oh you little darling," Joyce whispered. "After a kiss like
that, I'll gladly take a spanking. I hope we'll get together again
before some man gets at your pretty little cunny."

	"So do I. I'll keep the spanking short and we can get down on
the carpet and do some real kissing."

	"Yes dear," the woman whispered again. "Hurry and spank me as
hard as you like. I'I1 dry my tears in your sweet young crotch later."

	Sitting, Lorna took the woman over her lap, viewed the lush
curves of the arse, and then began to spank. With a sigh, Lorna
realized that the spanking was going to be every bit as good as she
expected. It was.

	When she, finished, the cheeks were rosy red and the woman was
crying nicely. Hurriedly, they got down onto the carpet together and
embraced for another burning kiss.

	Again, as they rolled together, their lips crushing each
other, their bodies rubbed along the full length and the fires built
to a new pitch.

	"Now, darling, now!" Joyce gasped.

	Echoing the cry, Lorna turned quickly. Their legs parted,
belies and bums heaved, and in a minute, each had her face pressed
ardently into the crotch of the other.

	In a delicious feast of cunny, each quickly carried the other
all the wonderful way to a come. After that, they lay panting tiredly.

	But Joyce was not the only one to be spanked. Pearl lay across
Larry's firm young thighs and her bum heaved and plunged nicely as he
administered a spanking that was anything but light. He knew he would
pay for it another day, but he didn't care. This was his night and he
made the best of it as his hand slapped from red cheek to red cheek as
if it would never stop.

	It did stop though, and they too dropped to the floor
together. Larry gave her arse a delightful licking before he turned
her over, fitted his mouth to the lips of her twat and began sucking
her off. As usual, he did an excellent job of it and kept her writhing
until her legs shot straight up and she came.

	Rhoda, the only other female in the group, paired off Albert
Since spanking seemed to be the order of the day, he gave her a nice
one during which he paused from time to time between spanks to rub her
pussy until it became moist Just to vary things a bit, he also slipped
a finger up her bum a few times and diddled her that way.

	After the spanking, he lay on his back on the floor while she
knelt above him, straddling his face. When he told her too, she
delivered her cunt right to his mouth.

	While Rhoda's arse cooled from the spanking, Albert made her
quim much hotter with his mouth and tongue busy between her thighs.
Proving to be quite adept, he also managed to reach around her and
massage the tingling buttocks he had just spanked.

	When Rhoda started to come, she began grinding her crotch
against his face. It was the thing the man loved most and he roared
for more and more. She gave it to him in full measure as her crotch
and arse rubbed against him until he was gasping for breath. When she
got up, she helped him to his feet.

	Harold and Tom had been left womanless by the luck of the
draw, but neither seemed to mind that. There were maids in the room
and they wore very short skirts. Under them, they wore nothing but
skin and hair and they were delighted when the two men played with
them.

	At one point, two of them got up on a couch and entertained
the men by lapping each other off. Sitting on the couch with them, the
men found plenty to play with and it was all silky smooth and warm.

	The participants regrouped around the table where bottles and
glasses were stacked and, as they drank, they chatted about how good
things had been so far and how much better they would be yet.

	Those who had been spanked had their red cheeks examined and
rubbed, but all female eyes were on the cocks of various sizes as they
stood waiting to be enveloped in moist, horny cunts.

	In time, conversation began to drag. It was Pearl who rescued
the situation.

	"It seems to me," she observed almost casually, "that if we're
all more interested in fucking than we are in talking, then we should
fuck. Is anyone interested in that sort of thing?"

	There was laughter and general agreement. Larry, having
already decided on the partner of his choice, slid a hand around
Joyce's hips, a nice buttock, still warm from the spanking and asked
her to come to a couch with him.

	Determined to give her a lesson in quality rather than
quantity of cock, he wanted the comfort of a couch under them while he
made her scream in ecstasy. If there was one thing the boy was
confident of, it was his ability as a fucker and he intended to
establish that point in her mind by way of her twat.

	As they left the group, Larry noticed her looking longingly at
the bigger cocks of the mature men. He said nothing and felt no real
anger, only a determination that he was going to teach her a lesson
and that while doing it would make her enjoy it as much as he intended
to.

	The others were pairing off at the same time. Passing up the
guests, Lorna selected Harold who was still the, best fucker she knew.
Rhoda and Albert paired off which left Tom and Joyce both of whom
seemed quite pleased with the arrangement.

	On the couch, Joyce was prepared to lie back and open her legs
to, let the boy in, but he would have none of that. Instead, he sat
and drew her to him. As he fondled her titties, he, whispered into her
ear.

	At first, Joyce resented the whispered conversation and wanted
to get on with the fucking, but in time, his talented hands and the
excitement of his whisper broke her down. Pressing closer to him, she
became much more cooperative.

	They talked about all the ways sex could be enjoyed and she
eagerly whispered details of some of the things she had done or had
done to her.

	When, from time to time, his hand reached into her crotch to
play teasingly, he found her cunny was already wet and slippery from
the excitement he had deliberately induced.

	"How many men do you know who make you come every time they
fuck you?" he asked with exciting boldness.

	"There is no such man," she whispered back as she rubbed his
shoulder and arm with an aroused tittie. "Not even Harold can blast me
every time."

	"How about your husband?"

	"Him? He never does. That's why we drift around so I can get a
come once in a while anyway.

	"Then you like the feeling of a stiff cock rubbing in your
slit while you're coming and your arse is bouncing up and down on the
bed?"

	"Oh yes Christ yes. It's the most wonderful feeling in the
whole damn world. I'd die for it."

	His hand was well into her crotch then and he sensed that she
was on the verge of coming even then. Without a word, he eased her
down onto her back, slipped between her legs and drove his cock into
her with one mighty lunge.

	Joyce gave a long, weak sigh as he began stroking in and out
of her well-greased slit. As he did, he turned a little and took a
teat into his mouth.

	She gave a little gasp, tensed, and then her legs crushed him
as she raised her arse off the couch and exploded with the force of
her come. After giving her a few jab "Larry tested with his pecker
soaking up the rich moisture of her quim.

	In time, she recovered and her eyes were wide with an
expression of awe.

	Getting comfortable between her thighs again, he gave her a
long, slow jab which caused her to blink and open up her eyes even
wider as she realized that despite the great come she had experienced,
this boy was still stiff and his magic cock was working inside her
twat again.

	And work it did. Again he twisted so that he could suck a teat
while going on with the deliciously slow fuck. He even managed to rub
her other teat, but always, there was that hard little cock sliding in
and out and driving her mad with lust.

	Joyce couldn't believe it when she felt her body pulling the
strings to tense her for another come. No man had ever made her come
twice during one fuck. It wasn't possible that a mere boy could do it.

	With a grin of satisfaction that turned to a frown of intense
passion, Larry timed it just, right so that when she cried out and
went into her climax, he gave her a half dozen fast, rough strokes
then began pouring the product of his balls into her.

	She cried out so loudly that everyone in the room turned to
look. Her long, white, legs flailed, her head was thrown back, eyes
closed, mouth wide open. Then she collapsed as, if dead.

	Larry too was in a state of collapse. Every man in the room
had finished some time ago, and every woman who looked at the limp
figure of the woman knew how well she had been fucked.

	In time, Larry and Joyce got up to rejoin the group around the
drinking table. He held her hand as she walked weakly as, if she had
suddenly acquired rubber knees and strips of tired elastic for leg
muscles.

	But if her legs were in trouble, her face wasn't. It radiated
happiness, contentment and well being. She was obviously a woman who
had been gloriously fucked and wanted the whole world to know about
it.

	If the whole world didn't, every person in the room, including
the maids who had not been fucked and stared from Joyce to Larry with
envy and admiration, did.

	Stopping in front of the table, Joyce released Larry's hand,
ran both her hands slowly down her belly until the tips of her fingers
were in her crotch between her widely parted thighs.

	Drawing a deep breath, which caused her beautiful big titties
to bounce, she released it. Her eyes gleamed as she said, "Never in
all my life have I been fucked the way that wonderful boy just did it
to me."

	As an afterthought, she turned to her husband and apologized
loudly enough for all to hear.

	"Don't be sorry, my dear," he said as he stroked her cheek. "I
have heard much about this lad and everything indicates that if he is
not now the best fucker in all of London, then he damn soon will be."
There was general applause, and Larry, torn by pride and
embarrassment, poured himself a tall glass of sherry just for
something to do.

	The party went on long into the night.

	CHAPTER SIXTEEN

	"We have developed quite terrible memories, my dear," Harold
said as he sat up in bed and reached to take his morning tea.

	He had followed the customary ritual of flipping the maid's
skirt up and playing with her bum and quim as she bent to place the
tray on the table. While he was doing it, Harold felt his cock grow
hard and knew he was in a good state of health.

	"What do you mean, dear?" Pearl asked with a look of
puzzlement.

	"Well I seem to recall that not long after I got back from my
trip, you told me how you and Lorna went to the pool and seduced those
boys."

	"Oh yes; that really was such fun."

	"Quite. So much so that you promised to entice a boy into the
house and seduce him while the rest of us watch. Do you remember that,
darling?"

	"Oh Harold, I am sorry." Pearl put her cup back on night table
and turned to look at her husband. "I've remembered it from time to
time, but never when we could do anything about it. Please forgive
me."

	Putting his cup down, the man turned and took his wife in his
arms. While he comforted her, his hand rubbed down her sleek back and
up the smooth slopes of her plump arse.

	"There now, darling, don't take on so. I was really only
teasing you. I thought of it too from time to time. I should have
reminded you."

	"And you're not angry with me?"

	"Of course not silly. What with the nippers around the house
and all our new friends, it's getting so that we keep fucking so much
we don't have time to think."

	"Heavens, dear," she pretended alarm, "you don't think we've
fucked our brains out, do you?"

	"Not a chance," he laughed as he gave her a sharp but playful
spank which caused her to rub her belly against the hardness of his
tool. "The more you fuck, the better your brain works."

	"And your cock too, darling, by the feel of it," she said as
she rubbed the head of it with her cunny bush and laughed at the way
it made him squirm.

	"I'll offer you your choice, darling," she went on, "as to
whether you want to get rid of that great thing in my belly or save
it."

	"Save it for what or whom?"

	"For anyone you like, but I can go into town this morning and
bring back a lad to seduce. You may want keep your rod hard for that.
It's up to you." She ended the statement with a grin.

	"If you were anyone else darling," he said sincerely, "I'd be
astounded by the confidence with which you talk of picking up a
strange lad and seducing him. Knowing you, I am confident you will do
it just like that and save my bone, thank you."

	"Fine. Then stop rubbing it against my belly or it's going to
go off by accident."

	Laughing, Harold jabbed it between her thighs and held her
while he delivered four stinging spanks. 

	"What was that for, you nasty man?" she asked with a show of
outrage that was far from genuine.

	"Just to let you know who is the ruler of this establishment,"
he told her over the rim of his cup as he began to sip his tea again.

	There was a knock on the door then and the twins came into the
room naked as was the custom. As they changed greetings, Lorna went to
stand beside Harold while Larry went to Pearl.

	"You are a naughty one," Pearl said as she wrapped her hand
around his pecker which was fully erect. "Have you been playing with
yourself?"

	"Oh no, madam," he answered quickly.

	"It was I, madam," Lorna called lightly. "On the way to your
room, he patted my bum so I toyed with his pickle."

	"How naughty. Do give her a nice hard smack on the bum for me,
darling."

	"You heard the lady," Harold said sternly. "Brace your feet
wide apart and bend a little from the waist. A bum should always be
presented at its fullest to be spanked properly."

	With a little smile, Lorna did as she was told and presented a
bum so beautiful that no artist could paint it because his hands would
shake at the sight of it.

	"Let me see now," Harold pondered, pretending not to be able
to decide which cheek to spank. "Oh it is such a decision."

	"You're a meanie," Lorna protested with a smile when he still
kept her waiting for the smack.

	"Is that so? Then you will get one from Pearl and one from me.
That solves the problem."

	Drawing his hand well back, Harold applied one brisk, spank to
each cheek.

	"Am I still a meanie?" he asked.

	"Oh, but such a nice one," she giggled.

	"Is that so? Then I shall punish you for that in my own way."

	His idea of suitable punishment involved slipping his fingers
into her crotch and stroking her slit very gently. When he took his
fingers away, he brought them to his nose and complimented the girl on
her freshness at such an hour of the morning.

	"I always wash myself before coming to the room," she
explained simply, "in case anything is required of me. It seems only
the correct thing to do."

	The twins were invited to sit on the bed then while Pearl told
them of the exciting plan that had been formulated for the day. The
twins were as excited as Harold had been earlier.

	"Wasn't it fun with those two at the pool?" Lorna said
dreamily as she recalled the double seduction and peeing later.

	"It was indeed, dear," Pearl answered. "If you've changed your
mind, by the way, I can pick up two instead of just one."

	"Thanks, but if it's all the same to you, I'd really rather
concentrate on watching you."

	"Then so be it," Pearl said firmly. "Have the maids prepare
some baths, dear and after that, I shall go to town and find a nice
boy just old enough to get a hard on"

	By eleven o'clock, Pearl was on her way into town in the
family carriage. To anyone who saw her, she was the personification of
the gracious lady of wealth and fine breeding on her way to some
social engagement. None could have supposed that she was out to find a
little boy to seduce.

	She made a few purchases and insisted on carrying them
herself. For two or three minutes, Pearl scanned the crowds looking
for the right boy. When she saw the one she wanted, instinct told her
he would be just right for what she had in mind.

	"Lad," she called as he approached, "come here to me."

	Sue offered the boy a shilling to carry her packages into the
carriage for her. For so simple a task, a penny would have been a good
reward, but the boy didn't question her generosity. A shilling, after
all, is the type a fortune a lad of his class is not likely to see
twice in his boyhood.

	At the carriage, she asked him to come inside, and close the
door so that she could talk to him. Before talking though, she gave
him the shilling to put his mind at rest.

	With a few simple questions, she elicited answers, some
accompanied by blushes, which informed her that he was a boy of good
manners, poverty and cleanliness who had never seen the body of a
female and knew little about it indeed. Jack, as his name turned out
to be, told her that he was almost thirteen.

	"I have other things for you to do, Jack," she said
pleasantly. "If you will come to my home with me, I shall pay you an
additional five shillings and see that you are returned to your home
in my carriage when you've finished."

	He didn't answer right away, but that was only because his
great excitement wouldn't permit it. Five shillings and a chance to be
driven home in such a carriage so that his friends could see him
looking like a proper gent, was beyond his wildest dreams.

	At length, the boy found his tongue and assured Pearl that he
was delighted to accept her offer. At a signal from the woman, the
coachman br6ught the horses to life and they began the short ride
home.

	By way of setting the stage, Pearl decided that one of her
legs was itchy. Commenting on it, she raised her gown to a point, well
above the knee and, averting the boy's eyes, scratched her flawless
thigh idly. She knew he was looking.

	In front of the mansion, Pearl had the boy step down first,
and then wait until she alighted. In doing so, Jack was given another
seemingly accidental glimpse of white legs under her gown.

	Following the woman toward the house as he carried the
packages, Jack noticed her perfume and thrilled to the beauty of
everything, the woman, the carriage and the house which looked like a
castle to him.

	Inside, Pearl walked directly to her bedroom with the boy
following close behind. She paused for a moment looking at the
ornamental screen that had been placed in front of the door to the
connecting room and was satisfied.

	With the other room in total darkness, there was no way of
seeing from her well-lighted room into the other. Yet, she knew, the
three occupants of the other room would see through as clearly as if
they were sitting right in the room with her.

	The screen contained many apertures which were barely visible
to her even though she knew what to look for. To the boy, they would
not show at all.

	Excusing herself, Pearl went to the door and called a maid who
had been posted nearby. After a whispered conversation, she came back
into the room and closed the door behind her.

	"Oh bother!" she blurted with a great show of annoyance. "The
materials with which you were to work have not yet been delivered"

	With a frown, the boy saw his promised five shillings vanish
into thin air and was unable to hide his disappointment.

	"Still, Jack," she smiled, "that's fault of yours, so you
shall receive your full pay." From her bag, she took out five
shillings and passed them to him.

	Blinking, the boy thanked her and stuffed his treasure in to
the pocket of his trousers. Taking a soiled cloth from another pocket,
he pushed it in after the money to ensure that it would not fly away.

	The boy stood as if to leave, but Pearl signaled for him to
sit on the neatly made bed beside her. He had never seen such a
beautiful bed, but then, it suited everything else about the room, the
woman, the house and the day as Jack saw it.

	"Do stay and chat with me," she smiled. "It is quite fun
talking to a boy after spending so much time with older people."

	Her flattery brought a smile to the face of the boy. When she
sat so close that he felt the pressure of her thigh, the boy trembled.
Seeing it, Pearl smiled. The seduction was underway and it would go
well, she knew.

	"Oh, do spare me a minute, Jack," she said with a smile as she
stood. "This dress is much too warm for inside the house. I shall
change into something lighter."

	"I'll go outside," Jack offered.

	"There's no need for that, Jack. I have things on under it and
I shall be careful not to offend you."

	The boy had no choice but to remain sitting on the bed as
Pearl removed it. What she had on under consisted of a shift, which
ended, just above her knees.

	That in itself was exciting to the lad who had never seen a
woman in her shift, but his excitement leapt when she walked across
the room to look out the window.

	Framed in the light, she displayed a clear outline of her
thighs, and, in fact, her entire body. As she turned to walk back
toward the closet, the boy was able to see that her shift was cut low
so that the full upper slopes of her titties were bared. They, and the
wide, smooth valley between, caused him to fold his arms over his lap
and Pearl knew why. The lovely little fellow had a hard on, she knew.

	Taking her time, Pearl selected, a pale blue silk wrapper from
the hanger and slowly slipped it on and fastened the girdle around her
waist.

	"There now," she commented with a smile as walked back to the
bed. "I feel much more comfortable."  She was aware that the boy was
feeling anything but comfortable, but that, after all, was the purpose
of the whole thing.

	As she had done in the carriage, Pearl guided the nervous
conversation into the subject of the difference between men and women.
 From time to time, as she bent toward him, her lush titties threatened
to fall out on him.

	Pretending to notice it only then, she giggled as she
commented on being a very naughty girl. Tightening the flimsy robe to
completely outline her breasts, she asked him if he liked looking at
titties.

	Nervously, he told her that he had never seen any.

	"You're such a nice boy Jack, I'll show you mine if you'd like
to see them."

	When he didn't answer, Pearl looked into his eyes saw that it
was because he couldn't. Her hands moved slowly as she untied the
girdle of the silk wrapper and very slowly pulled it back, and off her
arms until it fell to the bed with a whisper.

	Even more slowly, she grasped the straps of the shift and
began pulling them down her shoulders and arms. Pearl had turned on
the bed until she faced him directly. First the aureoles showed, then
the erect pink nipples came into view and the boy gasped aloud.
Quickly then, she pulled the shift down to her waist and turned her
body from the waist so that the lovely big beauties swayed from side
to side inches from his face.

	"Put your hands on them and see how nice they feel, Jack," she
said in a husky whisper.

	The boy seemed rooted and unable to move, so she took his
hands and carried them to her titties. On contact with the silken skin
and the berry tips, his hands came to life. He began rubbing, feeling,
squeezing and making a strange little noise in his throat.

	He was barely aware of it when she opened the front of his
pants and took out his hard little cock. By the time he realized what
was happening, she was playing with it and he didn't want to make her
stop. He had played with it himself, but it had never felt like this.

	With a gentle hand behind his head, she gave him a big teat to
suck and his mouth closed around it as he sucked greedily.

	Taking one of his hands, she put it on her thigh just under
the hem of her shift and began to move it up. That was enough. After
that, he moved it up all by himself and she felt her whole body tingle
to the touch.

	When he reached the top, the way to her cunny was closed by
her tightly pressed thighs. After he explored the hairs of her cunny
bush, he went in the other direction and she thought he was going to
faint when his hand rubbed over her arse and went right into her
crack.

	Taking his hand away gently, Pearl stood close to the bed, her
titties swaying above his sweating face as she talked in that
seductive, husky whisper.

	"You sucked my titties so beautifully, Jack, that now I'm
going to let you take my last garment off and look at my whole bare
body naked all over. Come dear, pull it down over my bum and look at a
bare naked woman."

	For a moment, she doubted that he would be able to manage, but
at last, he moved toward her. With trembling fingers, the boy grasped
the garment and tugged until it cleared her thighs and hips then it
drifted to the floor and she stepped out of it nude and beautiful.

	She turned slowly so that he was treated to a view of her
entire body and again she thought the boy would pass out from the
excitement of it.

	Then, to her surprise, his hands were pushing at her thighs,
trying to part them. He had never seen a person without a cock and he
had to know what she had instead

	"Do you want to look at, my cunt?" she asked quietly.

	Yes," he almost screamed as he found his voice at last.

	"Then kneel on the floor beside the bed and I'll show it to
you. I have a very beautiful cunt and it is very warm."

	Almost falling in his urgency, the boy dropped to his knees by
the bed. At one moment, Pearl was sitting beside him, at the next, she
had fallen onto her back with her legs high in the air and parted
wide. He stared directly into her twat.

	"Suck it, Jack," she said with urgency, "suck it like you did
tests. Suck! Suck! Suck!"

	He did and she came within a minute. When she felt it coming,
Pearl forced herself to stifle her cry for fear it would alarm him and
spoil the fuck she was determined to give him.

	"Is something wrong, Miss?" the boy asked in concern as he
looked up from between her thighs. "Did I hurt you in some way?"

	Drawing the boy onto the bed, she hugged him close to her
naked body and felt him shiver as her titties rubbed him. 

	"No you darling boy, nothing is wrong. You sucked my cunny so
nicely that I had a come. You know, it's like when you pull yourself
until you shoot. In a woman, it's different. Come dear, let's get your
clothes off now and we can rub each other like this while I tell you
exciting things about men and women."

	Although Pearl had to do most of the work, the young boy made
no protest at all. When only his shoes remained, she drew him against
her body and rubbed as she squeezed him.

	"What would you like to do now dear?" she whispered.

	"Please Miss ...your. Your behind you..."

	"My bum? But of course Jack. You're such a fine boy that I'll
allow you to do anything you want. Sit beside me and I'll roll over so
that you can have my bum to play with."

	With languid motions, stretched and arched her lush, naked
body and slowly rolled over. She saw his eyes fly to the cheeks of her
arse and his hands followed closely.

	She liked the excited way he played with them and told him so.

	Encouraged, his hands drew the round cheeks apart and he began
to explore her crack and hole.

	"Isn't it nice and pink?" she asked over her shoulder.

	"Oh yes"

	"Most men like to kiss it and slip their tongue in it. Would
you like to lick my little pink hole?" 

	Without answering, he twisted so that be could get his mouth
between the cheeks. Pearl gave a pleased sigh as she felt his tongue.
She allowed him to go on tonguing at her hole for a long time before
she called him back up into her embrace.

	Drawing away from the comfort of her arse with a groan of
reluctance, Jack crawled to her and she kissed his mouth passionately
as they embraced again, his chest rubbing with vigor and passion
against her teat. 

	Her hand readied down and fondled his hard little cock and she
felt his whole body twitch.

	If you were alone and felt like this, you'd frig that,
wouldn't you?" she asked gently.

	"Yes."

	"There's a better way. It's called fucking. Do you know about
it?"

	"I've heard about it, but the boys say all different things. I
don't really know."

	"Come lie on top of me and I'll tell you."

	With her help, the boy was soon lying on her, his prick, hard
against her tummy, his face framed by her pink tipped titties.

	In a husky whisper, loud enough to he heard through the screen
Pearl told the boy all the details of fucking and did it in such a
manner that he was almost crying to be permitted to do it.

	"All right Jack," she said excitedly, "we shall do it now.
I'll open my legs wide and you slide down my belly into my crotch."

	The boy panted as he pushed down. His little cock rubbed her
belly and then she knew he had gone too far down.

	"Feel my cunny with your hand, Jack," she pant "It is hot and
wet and ready to be fucked."

	His hand pressed and rubbed. She drew her legs well up and
raised her arse from the bed a little.

	"There it is, Jack. Open my slit and poke your cock in me.
Start fucking me now, Jack. Hurry."

	Although the way was well prepared for him, the lad still had
trouble getting his cock into her. At last, he achieved it.

	Pearl threw her head back and sighed. Instinct told him how to
work his bird in and out. It slipped all the way out once, but he
hurriedly stuck it in again and went on fucking her.

	As horny as Pearl was, she didn't have time to come before the
boy shivered and jerked as he shot his cream. Her legs and arms held
him tightly and she rubbed against him as if in a vain hope to harden
his cock again. After a minute, she stopped and they sat up.

	Hurriedly she told the boy to dress as she rang for the maid.
The young woman arrived in the room and smiled as she watched him
getting into his pants and shirt. She wished she had been able to see
what had gone on in the room. Thinking of it, she rubbed her thighs in
passion.

	As a compromise, while she led the boy to the carriage, she
stopped him in the hallway and raised her skirts. The position was
less then comfortable, but she did get her cunny lapped until she
came.

	CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

	As the door closed behind the boy and the maid, Harold, Lorna
and Larry pushed the screen from the door so hurriedly that they
knocked it over. Scrambling over it without bothering to pick it up,
they hurried to the woman on the bed who was as naked and as obviously
aroused as they.

	"You were wonderful, darling," her husband greeted her. "I've
never seen anything as exciting in all my life."

	And while he was raving, so were the twins. For a while there
was only an excited babble with no one voice being heard.

	After a little while, they settled down and began to talk one
at a time.

	"It reminded me of the time you taught me to do it," Larry
commented. "That made it so exciting for me that I thought my cock
would jump right off my belly."

	"I will join you next time if you'll let me," Lorna said, her
eyes gleaming with passion and desire.

	"There will he lots of next times, darling," Pearl said
warmly, "and you will seduce many young boys, both with me and without
me, but for now I need something and I need it badly."

	"What is it dear?" her husband asked in a tone of tender
solicitude.

	"I need a royal screwing with at least two comes."

	"A request that both Larry and I shall he delighted to comply
with darling."

	"Thank you darling, but as horny as I am, I still have to be
fair about it. Look at poor Lorna. The dear girl is crazy for the want
of a cock inside her twat. I can almost see the heat in her crotch."

	"Oh yes, you're so right. If you need them both, let me go to
the barn. I'll screw everything in sight including the horses."

	In spite of the fact that they were all wild with desire, the
others were able to laugh at the intensity of the girl and at her
choice of words.

	"That won't he necessary darling. Harold will look after you
and since I started this with a boy, I'll have Larry finish it for
me."

	Delighted with the arrangement, Larry hurried into Pearl's
arms while Harold eased Lorna down onto the bed. Her legs flew up and
apart instantly, but the man didn't get on top of her. Instead, his
hands held the cheeks of her bum as he bent to get his face into the
furnace of her silken crotch. She cried out when she felt the touch of
his mouth and his tongue and he kept her crying out until she finished
coming.

	Only then did he turn around and slip his swollen cock easily
into the wetness of her slit. Despite his passion, he was able to give
her a slow, delicious fucking which kept her writhing under him and
begging for more until she screamed and shuddered through another
come.

	Harold had done his share by then, so he began riding her hard
and fast and it was only seconds then before his engine was shooting
great streams of cream into her belly as his hip muscles went on
twitching and his belly ground into hers.

	Beside them on the bed Larry and Pearl were still locked
together, their bodies sweating as their fuck continued.

	When, at the beginning, Larry offered to lick her arse and
cunny, Pearl declined for a change. The boy had aroused her
sufficiently and the one come she got from his tongue was not enough
for her.

	Instead, she wanted fucking and she wanted it right away. It
was a great credit to his ability as a master fornicator that although
Larry stuck his throbbing cock into her at once, he was able to
sustain fucking so long.

	Working slowly and smoothly he brought her to a come very
quickly, then slipped his tool outside to rest and cool off.

	Waiting until her breathing returned to almost normal, he
slipped cock, wet and stiff, back inside her twat and resumed fucking
her.

	Twice along the way, he had to stop and exert an his masterful
self control to avoid shooting his load, but he managed and, in
persisting, was able to give her another strong come.

	On the second one, he let his go and felt the intense pressure
drain from his balls, shoot through the shaft of his small but able
cock, and spurt into the quiff.

	Limp with fatigue and satiation, the four remained on the bed
and the events of the day and how they could be repeated in the
future.

	"Would you like to seduce the next one?" Pearl asked Lorna.
"I'd like to watch from behind the screen while you do your stuff."

	"I'd love to, but I wouldn't be able to just go into town and
pick up a boy the way you did."

	"I'll look after that. When I get him here, I'll find some
excuse to have him wait in this room."

	"And then what?" Harold asked excitedly.

	"Then little Miss Lorna will come into the room, tell him I
had to make a hurried trip to town and that I want him to wait until I
return in a couple of hours."

	"And then I go into action?" Lorna asked.

	"Right, my dear. I'm sure you will have no trouble at all. You
helped me once and you watched today.

	"I hope I can do it. I'll really try my best."

	"I know that, dear. Just keep in mind that all little boys are
dying to find out what a woman looks like inside her clothes. You just
give him a little at a time get him interested without scaring him
away, and you gradually lead him on until he becomes so aroused that
he won't be able to stop if he wanted to."

	"Don't fear, madam,  I'll do it all right. I'm sure I shall.
Shall I send him away as soon as he's finished fucking me?"

	"No," Harold interrupted suddenly. "Let's work this out so
that we have more fun"

	Pearl knew he had produced an idea, so she looked at him with
interest.

	"As soon as he's finished, we'll give you a minute to catch
your breath. You keep him lying on your belly and that's when Pearl
and I will charge into the and catch you in the act."

	"Of course, darling," Pearl enthused. "Lorna is our daughter
and this terrible boy has seduced her. We shall make a great scene
about it, then while you spank Lorna, I'll really burn his arse."

	"And after that, while he's still crying," Harold took over,
"I'll add another element to his punishment"

	"I have a feeling I can guess what it will be, darling" his
wife smiled, "but do tell us." 

	"I'll bend him over and slip my cock up his arse. After all,
I'll only be doing what he did to our innocent little daughter."

	"How fair you are, darling" she laughed. "Surely it is a just
punishment for some naughty boy who takes the cherry from this
innocent and virginal lass." As she said the words, Pearl leaned over
and ran her fingers through the crotch of the girl who was somewhat of
short of innocent.

	It provoked gales of laughter and was also the beginning of an
extended session of playing that they hoped would arouse the two males
to the point where their cocks would become nice and hard so that
there could be some more fucking.

	Later in the afternoon, they reached that stage. By that time
they had worked out many variations of how they would get little boys
into the house and seduce them.

	This time, Harold fucked his own wife while Lorna spread out
beside them and welcomed her brother's educated cock into her horny
slit.

	As they fucked, there were only the sounds of the creaking of
the bed and the sighs and labored breathing of the ecstatic fuckers.
But even as they enjoyed their carnival of lust, all four were
thinking well ahead of the day, into a beautiful future filled with
fucking and fun.

	THE END

	

	

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