Anonymous - The Secret Chronicles of Henry Dashwood, Vol. 2

Isn't it about time you fucked me, Charlie?' Cassie stepped out of her robe and proudly displayed her lissome naked body to him. Then she climbed on the bed and kissed his knob, licking up the coating of cum which still remained around the 'eye' of his helmet. She guided his cock to her pussey lips and Charles trembled uncontrollably as the tip of his knob touched the soft folds of Cassie's cunt. I wondered why he did not plunge his prick directly into her waiting wet cunney, but then I suddenly realised that my friend was understandably nervous about fucking his lovely young 'cousin' for the first time.

Cassie must have also come to the same conclusion because she stretched out her arms and clasping his Charles's dimpled bum checks, she pulled him inside her. The sweet stimulation of Cassie's temptingly tight cunt send shivers of ecstatic delight racing through Charles's body and he began to jerk his shaft wildly in and out of her tingling honeypot. She caught his rhythm as he increased the pace and although this was only the first time that Cassie had entertained his beefy cock in her seething quim, it seemed so natural that one would have thought the raunchy pair must have coupled many times before.

Indeed, it was as if a benign providence had designed each of their bodies for the pleasure of the other, I mused, for their breathing was in perfect unison, deeper now as a sheen of perspiration oiled their writhing bodies and Charles's palpitating prick tingled with excitement from the firm pressure of Cassie's cunney muscles.

'Ooooh! Keep pushing, Charlie! Harder and faster,' she cried as she lifted her legs and crossed them behind his waist, pressing his cock even more firmly inside her crack, though she was careful not to trap his body too tightly which would inhibit his natural rhythm.

They speeded up, and considering that Charles had previously spunked less than five minutes before, I found it quite astonishing that he was able to continue this strenuous fuck. But I was now reminded of Fanny's presence as she clutched my shaft in her hand and whispered: 'Henry, wouldn't you rather play than just watch?' 'I should say so,' I replied breathlessly as I gazed upon Fanny's jutting young breasts and her prominent pink pussey lips which nestled so invitingly at the base of the soft triangle of blonde furry hair between her thighs. Then I was overcome by a sudden urge to fuck the sweet girl an derriere and I rolled her over onto her belly. Fanny guessed what I had in mind and scrambled up on her knees, thrusting out her pert bum cheeks as I positioned myself behind her.

“There's a pot of Vaseline on the beside table,' Fanny panted and although I could hardly wait to slide my cock in the cleft between her chubby buttocks, naturally I first greased my shaft with the gelatinous jelly before easing my glowing bell-end between her rolling bum checks towards the winking little rosette which beckoned so alluringly. Fanny gave a tiny yelp as my prick enveloped itself between the rolling cheeks of her beautifully proportioned backside but any discomfort was only temporary and she wriggled with delight as I leaned over her and began to play with her luscious breasts. I worked in and out of her arse very slowly at first, but when I realised that I was fully absorbed into her tight little bottom-hole, I started to fuck her more robustly, pushing my body backwards and forwards, making Fanny's bum cheeks slap loudly against my belly.

Next to us, Charles and Cassie were nearing their climax. Cassie was the first to spend, letting out a piercing cry of satisfaction whilst the force of her orgasm raged through her. She sank her nails into Charles's back as her excited cunney squeezed deliciously around his throbbing tool and his face tightened as with a deep throaty gurgle he ejaculated powerful jets of milky spunk into Cassie's cunt as she moved her hips faster and faster. 'Oh yes, I'm coming again!' she panted and he cried out: 'So am I!'. As Cassie threshed frenziedly into a second spend, the thrilling feel of her exquisite body caused Charles's cock to discharge a further copious emission of sticky white seed before he collapsed down on top of her. I screwed up my eyes in sheer bliss as I continued to pump my greased shaft inside Fanny's lubricated back passage. But then I soon opened them when I felt soft hands pressing against my thighs. I glanced down to see that Cassie had been so fired by watching me fuck Fanny's bottom that she had wriggled herself between my legs and was now lifting her head to take my ballsack into her mouth as she swung her arm around my hips and gave me a taste of my own medicine by jabbing a finger into my arse! Charles now also entered the game by also positioning himself on his back so that his head was directly underneath Fanny's cunt. 'Oooh, Charlie, are you going to lick me out whilst Henry fucks my bum? How very, very rude, you naughty boy!' panted Fanny, although the lascivious smile playing across her lips plainly showed that his intervention was nonetheless welcomed. To accommodate him, she moved slightly forward and then lowered her enticing golden-haired pussey on to his lips and Charles instantly began to nuzzle on her dripping honeypot, flicking his tongue into the soft folds of her juicy cunney. So the four of us engaged in a licentious orgy of fucking and sucking and this voluptuous scenario only came to an end when I could no longer hold back and I flooded Fanny's rear dimple with a tremendous deluge of creamy jism whilst her own love juices poured out from her pussey over Charles's mouth and chin. We refreshed ourselves with smoked salmon sandwiches and champagne which Charles had earlier ordered Polgrave to bring up from the kitchen and when we had recovered we formed a delightful fucking chain. Cassie placed herself on her hands and knees and asked me to fuck her 'doggie-style' from behind. Whilst I did so, Fanny thrust her breasts in front of my face and I sucked her lovely high-pointed titties. Cassie leaned forward to exchange a wet open-mouthed kiss as Charles plunged his prick into Fanny's cunt and at the same time fondled Cassie's large bosoms, tweaking up her tawny titties to two twitching little peaks of rubbery flesh. It was well after five o'clock when Cassie and I made our way back to her bedroom and for the sake of propriety (for we did not want to be surprised by the chambermaids bringing us our early morning cups of tea), I left her there and slept away the final hours of the early morning alone in my own bed. Morley Hall, October 26th, 1901 (Continued) Luncheon was a rather quiet affair and after the meal Elena Morley announced that she was going to her study to work on a new picture. “The carrier has taken away those pictures which the four of you persuaded me to send to Mr. Geogliegan,' she remarked as she left the room. 'I still don't believe that they will be of interest to him, but if I am wrong and he makes me a reasonable offer for them, I shall insist on giving you all percentage of the cash.'

After Elena had shut the door behind her, Cassie said to Charles: 'You don't really think that Mama's paintings are of great value, do you?' 'Not enough to make any enormous difference to your present financial plight, although I am sure they will fetch a useful price at auction,' he answered honestly. Cassie sighed: 'Well, we can but hope. In the meantime, there is the more pressing problem of the Toddington twins to solve.' 'My goodness, I'd quite forgotten that they're coming round here tonight,' exclaimed Fanny. 'Henry, I don't suppose that you have dreamed up a clever plan as to how we keep them at bay?' I shook my head, but then the glimmerings of an idea formed in my mind as I recalled how back at college Joshua had suggested taking some highly embarrassing photographs to make the fiery Maurice FitzAllen look foolish. 'Wait a moment, there might be something we could do if we could get hold of a camera,' I said slowly. Charles snapped his fingers and declared: 'Well done, Henry! Yes of course, but how would we go about it?' 'Well, perhaps Cassie and Fanny will be able to answer that question,' I said and then I explained the scheme to the girls. 'It could work,' said Fanny excitedly. 'We could use Papa's whole plate studio camera if we could lure the terrible twins into Charles's bedroom.'