Anonymous: Randiana, or excitable tales.

Having placed an eider-down quilt and some pillows on the hearthrug, they ranged themselves in front of me in all their naked glories, like the goddesses before Paris disputing for the apple. 'Catch which you can,' they exclaimed, laughing, and began capering around me.

I dashed towards Airs Leveson, but tumbled over one of the pillows, getting my bottom most unmercifully slapped before I could recover myself. My blood tingled from head to foot. I was made to be into one of those luscious loving women, and in a moment or two caught and pulled down Fanny on top of me; the other two at once settled her, a la St George, and held my prick till she was fairly impaled on it. They then stretched themselves at full length on either side, kissing me ardently, while their busy fingers played with prick and balls, and the darling Fanny got quickly into her stride and rode me with the same fire and dash which characterised her first performance on her brother's bed in the Temple.

My hands were well employed frigging the creamy cunts of Mrs. Leveson and Gerty-what a fuck, how my prick swelled in his agony of delight, as I shot the hot boiling sperm right up to Fanny's heart, and she deluged me in return with the essence of her life as she fell forward with a scream of delight. Her tightly nipping cunt held me enraptured by its loving contractions, but at the suggestion of Gerty she gently rolled herself aside and allowed me to mount the darling Leveson before I lost my stiffness.

What a deep-drawn sigh of delight my fresh fuckstress gave, as she heaved up her buttocks and felt my charger rush up to the very extremes of her burning sheath.

'Let me have the very uttermost bit of it! Keep him up to his work, Gerty, darling,' she exclaimed excitedly, then gluing her lips to mine she seemed as if she would suck my very life away.

A smart, tingling, swish-swish on my rump now aroused me to the fact that both Fanny and Gerty had taken in hand the flagellation and, gradually putting more force in their cuts, they raised such a storm of lustful heat that I fucked dear Mrs. Leveson till we both lost consciousness for a time in an ecstatic agony of bliss and when we recovered ourselves declared that no such exquisite sensations had ever before so completely overwhelmed either of us.

Such was the power of the rod to invigorate me that Gerty soon had her cunt as well stuffed as the others had been by my grand prick, which seemed to be bigger and stiffer than ever.

This loving seance was kept up into the small hours of the morning before I could think of tearing myself from their seductive delights; but I now often join this community of love in the Cromwell Road and no pen can by any possibility adequately describe the delights we manage to enjoy under the influence of the birch.