Anonymous - The adventures of Lady Harpur Vol.1

'Well, I must place you here at all events.'

He secured her as usual, leaning over the beam, but when he attempted to raise her petticoat, she screamed and kicked with all her might.'

'Ah, my lady, I will soon stop that,' and taking a long flat piece of wood, he fastened her feet to each end, thus fixing them at their widest stretch. Then, not heeding her cries, he threw up her clothes and passed his lecherous hands deliberately over her belly and bottom and the inside of her thighs, then opening the lips of her cunt, he looked in and poked his finger up. She threatened him at the highest pitch of her voice, but her abuse only seemed to add zest to his pleasure, for he laughed as he took out his prick and placed its rubicund head between the thickly covered lips of her cunt and slowly drove it up.

'What is he doing?' I heard papa ask Mrs Hobbs.

'He is admiring her great black buttocks and hairy quim; now he is putting in his prick – there – he has driven it all inside and his belly is pressed against her rump; now he is holding her by the hips and pushing away as hard as he can.'

'And we too will have a turn, Lizzy – there – does your cunt relish the taste of my prick in its soft mouth?'

'Yes, Robert, it likes it dearly; your prick fills my cunt with rapture and bliss. Oh, yes, it is very pleasant being fucked by the man we love. Does my cunt hold your prick as you like?'

'Yes my darling, the pressure of your sweet cunt is most delicious, I can feel it nipping the head of my prick far up inside; put back your hand and let it slip in and out through your fingers.'

Meanwhile, Snigger, having discharged, had taken out his tool and after wiping it said, 'Now, my lady, I will pay you off for all your hard names and abuse; how do you like that, and that?' each time giving her a cut across the bottom with the cat.

'Oh, Mr Snigger,' another cut, 'Oh, have mercy,' another slash.

'You vile strumpet to call me a dirty black nigger,' and down came the cat harder than ever.

'Oh, Mr Snigger, I will never call you names again.'

'Won't you? What else will you promise?' Cut – slash – cut.

'I will let you fuck me whenever you wish.'

'And how am I to fuck you again?' he said, lashing away.

'Any way you like.'

'Oh, yes, fuck your arse?' Slash, slash, slash.

'Yes, my arse or anywhere, only stop whipping.'

She had now received about a dozen and a half and he drew back to observe the effect of his work.

Her bottom was all marked across with red streaks while a few drops of blood appeared on her thighs.

'Oh, Mr Snigger, pity my poor bottom, unfasten and let me go.'

'I am not done with you yet, you want me to fuck you again, don't you?' he asked raising up the cat.

'Yes, my bottom is all in a glow and my cunt is just burning; you may fuck me as much as you like, I would really enjoy it now.'

He went up to her and having moistened two fingers in her cunt, he pushed them into her bottom; when she started he cried, 'What, do you want more of the cat?'

'No, I want your nice prick, dear Mr Snigger, in my cunt.'

'What?'

'Well, in my arse or anywhere, only let me down.'

'That's right, now push out your arse, I will fuck your cunt first.'

She poked out her behind as much as she could; he took off his pantaloons and shirt, and after rubbing up his tool with his hand, he drove it up her cunt.

'Is that good?' he asked with a grunt.

'Yes, dear Mr Snigger, it is delightful.'

After a few long deliberate strokes, he drew it out and holding open the cheeks of her bottom, he thrust its head against the little round hole. 'Open,' he cried, 'open your arse, I say.'

She groaned and let in the head. He then pushed the whole prick up into her bottom and clasped her round the waist; then drawing it all out except the head, he plunged it in again and so went on till the paroxysm came and he spent.

'Well, Lizzy,' papa asked, 'what is he doing now?'

'I declare he is fucking her bottom and she likes it.'

'Why not? May I fuck yours now, Lizzy?'

'You may, dearest, I could refuse you nothing; but will you do it gently, Robert?'

'You may be assured of that; now try and open it as much as ever you can – there now, it is in, does it hurt?'

'No, my love, your dear prick would not hurt me anywhere.'

Papa leaned on her back with his hands over her cunt and they both panted as his prick passed slowly in and out.

This scene excited Dick greatly. He wetted his fingers and began to frig my bottom. I knew what he wanted and whispered, 'You may'; for the sight of father's fine prick slipping in and out between the beautiful white globes of Lizzy's bottom had stirred up all the lust of my nature, and even made my bottom itch for a prick.

'I will moisten it first in your cunt,' he whispered in reply. 'Now put back your hands and open your bottom as if you were going to do something.'

I did so and he squeezed in the head of his prick.

'How do you like it?'

'Pretty well – frig my cunt – that is nice; fucking in the bottom is not so bad after all.'

'Oh, it is grand,' replied Dick.

The sensation of pleasure was so great that we could no longer restrain ourselves and we groaned aloud together.

'Hallo,' cried papa, 'here's Queenie and young Dick fucking away like mad. Dick, you rascal, you should have asked my leave before fucking my daughter; however, I'm sure you did your work well and I must forgive you.'

In fact, I have not the least doubt that he was pleased rather than otherwise, for should any mischance occur to me, it would be very convenient to have Dick to lay the blame on.

So when I hid myself in the flax, he pulled me out, and kissing me, told me not to be alarmed, as he was not at all angry; then putting his hand on my bottom, he raised it so that Mrs Hobbs could see my cunt.

'Has she not a pretty cunt, Lizzy, so fat and smooth and beautiful inside?'

Mrs Hobbs looked at it and kissed it; doing so she elevated her own plump posteriors. Papa winked at Dick, and pointing to them said, 'My friend Dick is admiring your splendid array behind, and is no doubt wishing to be allowed a closer inspection, but I fancy Queenie has pumped him dry for this time.'

Dick only laughed, and putting his hand on the well-rounded cheeks of her bottom said, 'May I feel you, dear Mrs Hobbs?'

'Well, Dick, as you have seen all that has passed, it can't make much difference, and if you promise to be discreet, and never tell, I have no objection to your sharing in our amusements.'

Dick was delighted to have access to a new cunt; and he patted her bottom and kissed its cheeks, while he poked his fingers into the recesses of her cunt and drew open the fait moist lips, ornamented with light curly hair.

Meantime, papa played with my chink of love and said that he always admired a cunt more before the hair grew than afterwards. 'These plump smooth lips, so round and white, look so innocent and inviting.'

'Yes,' Mrs Hobbs replied, 'I quite agree with you; I think my own cunt would be much nicer without 'hair.'

'No,' cried Dick from behind. 'It could not be much nicer than it is – this silky hair is lovely'; and he prolonged his delight by rubbing his prick over and about the soft lips of her cunt.

Mrs Hobbs laughed and pleased with his attention she spread her thighs an protruded her bottom and said, 'Well, anyway, it looks like a good fuck, Dick, so put in your prick and fall to work.'

Papa smiled at her ardour, and taking my hand placed it on his own affair saying; 'I warrant that young rascal has taught you how to frig a prick too.'

I now held in my hand that engine which some twelve years ago had deposited into my mother's womb the germ of my being; and I shall confess it, the idea rather added to my pleasure. I smiled as I watched it recover its strength, swell up and stiffen while I frigged its smooth shaft and drew back from its head.