Anonymous - The adventures of Lady Harpur Vol.3

'I do, dear Francis, it not only saves trouble and beating about the bush, but I find, as most everybody does, that the free use of bawdy terms has an extraordinary effect in stirring up amorous emotions and creating sexual desire. So, let us talk freely of pricks, and cunts, and fucking, and bottoms, and arses too. Does Lord Ferrars fuck you often? And how does he like most often to do it?'

'Almost every day, and sometimes oftener. In the daytime, he is fond of having me seated on his lap; my trousers, as you perceive, are made to open in such a way that he can get his prick into my cunt without letting them down; but at night, he loves to have me quite naked, and he fucks me in every imaginable way and position, thought I think what he likes best — at least, when he is fresh — is to have my lying on him sucking his prick, while my cunt is on his mouth.'

'I know the position well, it is a general favourite. Did you ever suck a woman's cunt, Francis?'

'No, I never had the opportunity though I have often seen pictures of it, but I am quite willing to suck yours, if you like.'

'Well, we shall have a mutual suck by and by; the salty taste of a nice cunt like yours, Francis, is very pleasant. But tell me, would you be very jealous if you saw Lord Ferrars fucking me?'

'No, not now that I know you. He can't marry either of us. I once thought he might have married me' — here, her beautiful eyes became suffused with tears — 'but that,' she added, checking herself, 'was, I suppose, great presumption in me; yet it was a pleasing dream.'

'Would you mind, dear Francis, telling me how his lordship first obtained the enjoyment of your favours?'

'Not in the least, Mrs Harpur, but remember it is in strict confidence. As I told you, his lordship used to lodge in my mother's house when staying at Southampton and I often waited on him. He was very kind and gentle in his manner to em, and gave me nice presents. I liked him.

I loved him. I was then only a silly child. I allowed him to hold my hand and kiss me…One evening, we two were alone in the house; when I brought in his tea, he took me in his arms, told me that the loved me, and called me his own Fanny. He kissed me, drew me on to his knee, and put his hand under my neckerchief and felt my breast.

'This did not alarm me, for I thought it was quite en regle for a lord to marry a pretty innocent girl such as I was — most of the novels I was in the habit of reading had some such circumstance for their plot; and then, his manner was so seductive, and his touch so delightful, that I felt intoxicated by his love, and unable to oppose him as he went on from liberty to liberty until he had explored my cunt with his fingers and, having pulled up my dress and separated my thighs, was at last gazing on its virgin bottom.

'It was the first time a man had meddled with me there, and I felt as if my whole being was concentrated in that one spot. My cunt thrilled as he rubbed about the clitoris, but when he pushed his fingers up the asyetunbroken passage, I started, and exclaimed: 'Oh! my lord, what re you doing to me? I never felt like this before," and I wriggled my bottom, while the lower part of my belly and all between my thighs tingled with voluptuous heat mingled with pain.

'"Does my finger hurt you, darling?" '"It does, my lord, but I like it," spreading my thighs and turning up my bottom to him, "only it makes me feel so queer."

'"Ah, I have something here that will suit it better — look at this little plaything — put your hand on it, darling. Doesn't it feel soft and nice?" '"It does, my lord." '"Move it up and down — this way — see, that makes it grow larger. Look, how it holds up its head! Do you know what it is for?" '"No, my lord; I never saw anything like it before; what is it for?" I asked, blushing.

'"It is must made to go in here where my finger is now." '"Oh, it could not go in there — it is too big." '"Yes it could, let me try — lean back more — spread your thighs as much as you can, and lift your little bottom, that's a dear girl." 'I allowed him to place me as he wished, with my cunt turned up in the boldest manner before him; then he rubbed the head of his prick up and down the slit; you know, Mrs Harpur, what an agreeable tickling sensation that causes, especially when done for the first time, so I could not help laughing as I put down my hand to feel his prick and said,

"Oh, my lord! That is nice! You may do anything to me that you like." '"Well, my darling, I am going to push it in, very gently; it may give you a little pain at first, but once it gets in, you will have nothing but the most delightful pleasure." 'I then felt him spreading open the lips, and pushing the head of his prick against the sensitive opening at the lower end of the slit.

Something stopped it there, and he gave a sudden thrust.

'"Oh, my lord, it takes my breath." He thrust again.

'"Oh! it hurts me, but don't mind, go on, oh my! don't stop push. Oh! — it is getting in, I feel it; oh, I feel it, far up, so nice — there, it is all in," as I felt his balls press hard against my bottom.

'"My little pet, you are a brave girl, and bore that splendidly; my prick is altogether inside, and your cunt holds it delightfully; I will now move it in and out, which, you know, is called fucking — tell me if you like fucking?" '"Oh, I do, I do, my lord, I like your fucking — fuck my cunt with your prick — put your hand under my bottom." I noticed him looking down.

"Do you see it, my lord? Do you see your prick going into my cunt? Do you see it fucking?" '"I do, my love, I am watching my prick passing in and out between the hairy lips, and I can see your rosy clitoris and soft nymphae clinging round it, and pressing it most delightfully. Oh! isn't that nice, tell me how you like it." '"Yes, my lord, it is delicious — fuck me faster — smack your balls against my bottom, try and get more prick into my cunt. Oh! I don't know what is going to happen. I feel as if I were all cunt, and you were all prick.

Oh! there, there, it is over." Then he strained me in his arms. And that was my first fuck.

'Why, Francis, you have told that in the most charming way: you know what love is — you were born for it. Cupid must have had something to say to the getting of you. You are worth a score of the mawkish, halfdeadand-alive women one meets nowadays. But, let us now have a little taste of tribadism together and first let me have a good view of your little fanny, I am sure her lips must be watering after all this talk,' and I made her lie back. Then lifting her shirt, I uncovered all her smooth white belly. 'Open, love, spread wide open the book of your secret charms. What voluptuous development is here! Lord Ferrars made a wise choice in you, Francis, for here is cunt to perfection, and plenty of it. People say that little women have the largest cunts, but I never saw yours excelled by big or little. Your light hair too enables one to see more of its luxurious shape, and the extreme whiteness of your skin sets off its most lascivious lips which look as if they were just going to speak of pricks and fucking; and this clitoris shines like a piece of sensitive coral, and this crimson furrow seems the very avenue of bliss. And how moist it is! And how extremely hot inside! It makes me wish I were a man and had a prick to satisfy its cravings. However, I will do what I can with my mouth and tongue,' and stooping down, I kissed and sucked the fragrant lips.

'Dear Mrs Harpur, it is your goodness makes you praise my little fanny.

I am sure your own is much nicer — won't you get over me and let me have a suck, too.'

'I will, my pet, but not just now; I have a plan in my head: let us take a bath together, and when we are quite naked we can enjoy one another with more satisfaction. Go in there; I want to give directions to the servants, so that we may not be disturbed. You can meanwhile undress, and I will be with you in a minute.'