Anonymous: The Oyster, Volume IV

'Don't be so cheeky, Lettie,' said Lady Henrietta, trying hard to keep a straight face. 'She only speaks the truth, my love,' I said mildly. 'I do not take offence and will gladly fuck her if she really wants me to.' 'That she does, Your Excellency,' said Lettie with a gay laugh as she set to work unhooking her dress and loosening the strings and laces. She stepped out of her dress and took off her chemise and, to my surprise, I saw that she wore no drawers as she paraded her naked charms just a metre or so away from my face. I reached out to caress her succulent breasts which generated great excitement through my entire frame. Lettie's firm globes were well separated, each looking a little away from each other and tapering into two delicious points. The taut nipples acted as magnets to my mouth, and I sucked and nibbled on the ruby stalks that stood up in honour of my attentions. 'Do let me help you undress, Your Excellency,' she said as she unbuttoned my trousers and took out my naked erect prick which was now standing at its fullest height.

Tickling it lightly she wrapped her rich lips around my straining shaft, lustily slurping her tongue around my knob until I told her to desist or I would spend then and there. 'That would never do, because I want your cock in my cunney,' said Lettie, lying down beside Lady Henrietta who moved on top of Lawrence to allow Lettie and I some room on the shawls. I quickly divested myself of my remaining garments and knelt down in front of Lettie's open legs which gave me a fair view of her hairy cunt. 'What a superb cluster of blonde curls you have around your cunney, Lettie,' I said. 'I must pay homage to the shrine of Venus before I fuck you.' 'And I will do the same at the altar of Priapus,' called out Lady Henrietta, moving herself between Lawrence's legs and moving her head down to begin lapping and licking the knob of his prick. I saw her eagerly lash her tongue around his rampant young pole, slowly encompassing every inch until her lips touched his wiry pubic hairs. I now leaned forward to kiss the pink pouting lips of Lettie's crack which beckoned me so invitingly, set as they were so delightfully in her silky blonde muff.

I worked my mouth all around her lovely crack, tasting the musky female scent as I licked all around her bush, and rubbing my mouth against her cunney lips sent Lettie into a frenzy. 'Put your fingers in, please, Count,' she begged me. She put her hands on her inner thighs and pulled her legs further apart, exposing her outer lips, and her cunt was now so wet and swollen that I easily slipped three fingers into her snatch. I worked up a good rhythm, slipping them in and out of her juicy cunney, slowly at first and then increasing the tempo. At the same time she slipped a hand down to her clitty to frig herself, rubbing the little rosebud around her thumb and forefinger. I replaced her hand with my own as I simultaneously took over the frigging of her clitty whilst lapping away inside her deep pussey. She let out yelps of pleasure as she reached her climax and her luscious love juices filled my mouth. Her tangy juices were delicious and pushing my mouth hard up against her cunt, I moved my whole head back and forth until her pussey was sopping wet. My tongue moved quickly along her cunt as I licked and lapped her sweet juices that overflowed onto her thighs. 'Please fuck me now,' she asked and I obliged immediately, moving my body up across her so that we could kiss passionately as my knob forced its way between the portals of her cunney lips. As it slipped in I sucked on her firm little titties, which made her writhe with pleasure. I fucked her powerfully, plunging my prick in and out of her sopping pussey, my balls banging against her bottom as my shaft slipped all the way in her cunt so that our pubic hairs mingled together. Oh ye gods! How tight did her pussey clasp my pumping prick, and how luscious was the suction created by the juicy folds of her cunt as my trusty cock shoved in and out of its sheath. How magnificently she met my thrusts with the most energetic heaves as we revelled in voluptuous delights. All too soon I felt myself approaching the ultimate pleasure as the spunk boiled up in my balls, and though I tried to delay the ultimate moment as I was enjoying fucking this lovely young girl so much, my body was being wound up tighter and tighter until finally I exploded into one climatic release as I shot my hot, sticky sperm deep into the young lass who writhed beneath me, her hips rotating wildly, her cunney throbbing as my cock spurted jet after jet of love juice inside her, lubricating her love channel as we went off together, our mutual spends soaking her cunney and for some moments neither of us moved as we just lay there luxuriating in utter bliss. But next to us Lady Henrietta had stopped sucking Lawrence's lusty young cock and had climbed up on him with her knees on either side of his body. She pulled open her cunney lips and we saw her guide his straining shaft into her pussey, slowly tightening the walls of her cunt so that she held his twitching prick in place. Her expertise as a horse rider may have helped for she rode his vertical cock with great assurance, twisting her hips and bumping and grinding away, leaning forward so that the boy could take her cherry-coloured nipples in his mouth which drove her completely wild. 'I'm going to come,' panted poor Lawrence as Lady Henrietta rocked backwards and forwards on his cock, thrashing about as she screamed: 'So am I! Just spunk into me whenever you like!' They ran a delightful course and as they died away in a mutual spend, Lettie said to me: 'I quite enjoy being on top, but I don't think I can ride a St George as well as Lady Henrietta. Mind, it is nice to sit down and work your cunney muscles round a strong, hard cock as then, whilst you are grinding your arse about, you give your clitty a good rub as well.' This lewd talk sent my prick swelling up again, but this time it was Lady Henrietta who bent over to give me a thorough wash with her tongue. She licked my prick from the tip all the way down to the balls and back again. I gently raised her head and told her to lie back as I desired to fuck her. She did as she was told and I lifted myself on my knees between her legs, which I hooked over my shoulders so that her bottom was lifted into the air, and I cupped her bum cheeks in my hand. A low gurgle of anticipation escaped from her lips as I viewed with delight the narrow triangle of bushy brown hair that fringed her cunt. I was about to repeat my tonguing of Lettie but Lady Henrietta panted: 'Oh, Johann, stick your lovely cock inside me. I want your prick rather than your tongue!' What could I do but obey. In fact Lettie took hold of my throbbing tool and guided it herself between her mistress's glistening red cunney lips. I slipped my shaft slowly inside her hole and began to pump in and out of her inviting crack. She contracted her pussey so that it took hold of my cock like a delicate soft hand frigging the shaft, and she wriggled away as I pumped my raging tool in and out of her sodden cunney, her vaginal muscles caressing my prick as we went faster and faster as she bucked and twisted, urging me to thrust deeper as she raised her legs to wrap them behind my shoulders. How tightly her cunney clasped and sucked on my cock, and we gloried in the lubricity of it all as her juices dripped against my hairy balls as they banged against her arse. Cupped now in my broad palms, her tight bum cheeks rotated almost savagely as my lusty shaft rammed home, and her kisses rained upon my neck as the friction in her cunt reached new heights.

She reached climax after climax as my throbbing tool slid in and out of her dripping cunney. I plunged down hard, crushing her luscious breasts beneath me as her cunt squeezed my prick even tighter. The continuous voluptuous pressure was too great for me to bear. I could feel the boiling spunk rising and then, with a whoosh, it surged out of me, spurting from my knob deep inside her in a spend that seemed to last and last as I pumped my creamy white froth into her juicy dark warmth. She squeezed my balls gently as I withdrew and the last creamy drops of sperm trickled down her thighs. We lay back exhausted but, at our side, Lettie was holding young Lawrence's shaft at the base whilst she sucked upon his rigid pole. It was not long before his cock began to twitch as Lettie's head bobbed up and down and she sucked as much of his spunk as she could, gobbling the ruby knob of his youthful cock as her hands jerked up and down the shaft, milking his prick with a flourish. 'Oh, I do love sucking cocks,' she said smacking her lips. 'Young Lawrence here has a grand salty tang to his spunk. Mmm, nothing tastes as clean and fresh as frothy sperm straight from the cock.' 'I do so agree,' said Lady Henrietta. 'I only wish that men could hold back a little longer, but sucking off drives them wild. Boys are the worst for coming too quickly.'*I did my best, ma'am,' said Lawrence anxiously.