Anonymous - Lustful Memoirs

“'Now,' said Dad, 'suck that big cock of Sam's while I fuck your cunt with my tongue, and Jack…'

“'I'll fuck her arsehole with my tongue,' cried Jack, dropping on his knees behind me.

“Think of it, ye women who are afraid to show your naked bellies to your own husbands, in your own beds. Think of me, a virgin, sucking with gusto the immense cock of a black man, while a man's tongue is plunging in and Out my cunt, and another's working lustily thrusting and sucking in my cul. My body was ravished with wild spurts of lewdest agony. I quivered and shook and would have fallen, but they held me to it. My belly and buttocks tried to heave both ways at once. They squirmed and wriggled more wildly than when the first red-hot tongue spear tore into my virgin depths. And on Sam's mighty puck I vented all my fury-swallowed it till I choked, clung to it with my ever-moving lips, squeezed hard the bunch of seed-balls in one hand. As I threw the other arm around him, my hand passed down his fleshy buttocks and into the crease between till, touching his back-door with my clinging fingers, in my lecherous agony I plunged a finger in his cul. Then tongue, finger, and prick all worked together, till the immense cock I was sucking began to swell and throb and pour into my mouth and throat and gullet a never-ending flood of sperm; meanwhile I spent in Dad's mouth, the agony being heightened by the tongue in my behind.

“I lay floundering on the bed, my whole body in a spasm of heaves; but the excited pricks of Dad and Jack could not wait.

“'Suck Jack, while I fuck his asshole.' “And kneeling before Jack, I took the swelling prick of the black in my mouth, while Dad was assuaging his raging lust in Jack's splendid backside.”

We four women could stand no more. Regardless of where we were in the open fields, Maude sprang to her feet and tore off every stitch she had on; and we, as mad with lust as she, followed suit. In a minute two couples of naked women were rolling on the grass, madly sucking and tongue-fucking each other's cunts.

And when, tired for the moment, we rolled panting on our backs, there gazing down on us were four young countrymen, staring with open mouths. We experienced one second of astonishment. Then, spurred by our lusts, with lecherous cries we sprang up and on them, tore open their breeches, and had their stiff pricks in our hands. In a minute more there were four naked women flat on the grass, and three hot cunts were gorged with three fresh young cocks. 'Three,” I say, for Maude-just as the red head of her frantic lover's prick was pressed between the hot lips of her cunt-remembered her maidenhead. With the cry of a satyr, she sprang up, seized her ravisher in her arms, and, kissing him wildly, pushed him away from her, flat on his back; and in a lustful spasm she threw her breasts upon his belly and grabbed his excited cock in her mouth, while her ravenous slit was pressed, gaping wide, upon his open lips.

Then eight agile buttocks were dancing merrily; and while three thirsty wombs spent in delicious overflow and were paid back with three splendidly satisfying streams of hotly shooting sperm, the hottest cunt of all, perhaps, found full content from the mad thrusts of a lustful, piercing tongue. Maude's full lips and reciprocating tongue tickled, tasted, and sucked out of her stallion's throbbing prick the full measure of rich, creamy overflow.

A fine-looking, fresh-coloured youth named Harry Staunton, the son of a London merchant, sent down to the village of Allsport for the benefit of his health, was passing down a lane skirting the town, when his eye was caught by a young and handsome girl whose developed legs were beginning to make the short skirts she wore dangerously exciting to the gentlemen who visited at the house of her mamma and who were obliged to curb their desires and satisfy the excitement of their pricks by closely pressing her to them when they could get her into their arms for a romp. It must be admitted that the warmth of the young lady's temperament urged her to afford them this opportunity as frequently as possible, although she could not account for the pleasure it caused both her and them. They would tickle her round the hips and under the arms, pinch her bottom, and occasionally press her lovely bubbles.

Miss Julia Wynne was in the act of fastening her garter when Harry, turning a corner of the lane, came suddenly upon her. As this was not the first occasion of their meeting, Julia put down her clothes and waited for his approach. He came up and took her by the hand, and she, with a flushed face, expressed her pleasure to meet him again. The night before they had been playing forfeits with some companions, and as the game went on it so happened that she was kissed by Harry, who, without knowing why, slipped his tongue in her mouth and kept it there till his young prick throbbed against her so violently that she felt it against her belly through her clothing. All the evening afterwards they sought every occasion to be together. On one occasion several people fell down on each other. Harry and Julia being underneath, there was sufficient time for him to get his hand under her clothes, insinuate it within her drawers, and then feel her soft, warm thighs and afterwards her cunt, which was just covered with a soft down.

Julia did nothing that night but dream of feeling Harry's tongue sucking her own as he was kissing her and reproducing the same sensations she had felt when his finger penetrated just inside the lips of her cunt. Before morning she had renewed the feeling by the agency of her own finger and only ceased to frig herself when an emission came to her relief. It was no wonder, therefore, that she was glad to meet him.

Harry placed his arm round her waist and, pressing her towards him, kissed her, and slipped his tongue into her mouth. She met it with her own and as they curled amorously around each other he not only made her feel his standing prick, pressing against her as on the previous evening, but, taking her willing hand, made her squeeze it. “Oh, Harry, what is that?” the pretty little creature murmured, pressing her fingers tightly around it of her own accord. “Put your hand, dear, inside my trousers and feel,” he answered, pushing against her as if to make it penetrate her even through her clothes, while she pressed against him with equal force.

Unbuttoning his trousers, she thrust her dainty little hand inside and felt his prick which was so hot as almost to burn her hand. “Feel it, dear, naked, while I feel you,” he cried again, and, stooping until he got his hand under her clothes, he passed it upwards between her thighs and seized her cunt, preparatory to putting his finger in it. Prompted by her sensations, she had that morning left off her drawers and Harry, on finding the glowing and palpitating flesh all naked to his touch, took his arm from her waist and, raising her petticoats up around her, groped her hips and bottom with one hand while he frigged her gently with the other.

She, lifting up his shirt, had taken his cock in her hand; taught by nature alone, while chafing it she began to place it near where his fingers were. They were just on the verge of actually fucking when, to their chagrin, they were disturbed. Coming towards them from the other end of the lane was Miss Birchem, the handsome and voluptuous governess of a school for young gentlemen. She had espied the amorous occupation of Harry and Julia and had seen the excited youth take up the young lady's clothes, thus exposing her white bottom. And she had also seen that which caused still more emotion in her own quim: the prick of the handsome boy fondled by the hand of the girl. The sight had maddened her and for a moment she had been compelled to lean against a tree, which prevented her from being seen by them. While her legs trembled under her she had raised her own clothes above her cunt and, parting the hairy lips, she had thrust her finger in it up to the first joint and commenced to frig with rapidity her sensitive clitoris. This she continued to do-her breasts heaving and her whole body oscillating under the influence of the sensations she was experiencing-until she saw Harry and Julia in that close contact that had the appearance of actual fucking. This brought her feelings to such a height that with a gasp and a quickened movement of her agile waist she spent to such an extent that she almost shrieked as her spunk issued from her.