Rupert Mountjoy - The Intimate Memoirs of an Edwardian Dandy, vol.III

A-h-r-e!' she cried out, her body threshing from side to side as she rolled her thighs around my neck. 'Suck me off, darling, make me come with your wicked little tongue!' I sucked away at an ever-increasing speed, rolling my tongue round and round her clitty, nipping it occasionally with my teeth which made her squeal with ecstasy and I licked up Cecily's tangy love juices in great gulps as she began to spend. Her entire frame was caught up into a giant shudder and then a fine creamy emission spurted from her cunney, flooding my mouth with a salty essence, which I lapped up until she shivered into limpness as the delicious crisis melted away.

'Please fuck me now,' she breathed and naturally I was happy to fulfil her demand, moving my body upwards so our lips met as my swollen knob slipped in between the portals of her rubbery pussey lips, straight into her sopping cunt. I moved my head downwards to suck on her firm, tawny nipples which made her gasp with delight and I fucked Cecily with great ardour, plunging my prick in and out of her sopping pussey, my balls banging against her backside as my shaft slid all the way inside her and our pubic hairs mingled damply together.

By Jove, Cecily was a grand fuck! How tightly her pussey clasped my rampant cock and how luscious was the suction created by the folds of her juicy cunt as my trusty tool embedded itself inside her slippery sheath. How voluptuously she met my thrusts with the most energetic heaves as we gave ourselves up to an all-enveloping feast of lascivious delights. Then it struck me that I must ration my fucking if I were ever to get through the night, so I made no attempt to hold back the ultimate pleasure when I felt the spunk boiling up in my balls. With a groan I exploded into a huge climactic release as I shot my load of hot, sticky spunk deep into the lovely girl's cunney which I could feel throb as my cock spurted jet after jet of jism inside her, lubricating her love channel as we went off together. For some moments neither of us moved. We lay there huffing and panting in each other's arms, luxuriating in the utter bliss of it all.

About five minutes later, Cecily turned to me and said, 'Now I know you must want to fuck Diana and she had already told me how much she wants your big boner between her legs. Now I would be the first to admit that as Diana is your closest girl friend, she is entitled to first claim on your darling cock-but she's not here yet, although she did take the precaution of corning upstairs and popping your bedroom key in her handbag when we left you men to pass the port. So it was Diana who had taken my key! I made a mental apology to Nancy and Polly as I heard Cecily continue, 'On the other hand, speaking as one of her oldest friends, I can also say that she would have no objection whatsoever to you fucking me again in her absence.' Without waiting for my reply, the insatiable girl took hold of my limp shaft and in seconds had frigged it up to another bursting erection. Then she rolled over on her elbows and knees with her head on the pillow and her white, rounded bum cheeks stuck high in the air. I climbed up and parted the soft globes with my hands though I hesitated a moment before plunging my prick in the crevice between the fleshy spheres.

Cecily guessed what was in my mind and turned her head round and panted, 'Yes, yes, Rupert, do go on. I have a great fancy for a bottom fuck but please go carefully.' As she wriggled her bum to an even higher angle and opened her legs still wider, I placed my knob, which was still wet from our previous encounter, at the rim of the puckered little rosette. I angled her legs to afford a better view and then gently eased my knob forward and mounted her, sliding my shaft in and out of her rear dimple whilst I squeezed her tits in my hands. I didn't manage to reach another climax myself (which in the circumstances didn't bother me too much) but thankfully Cecily began gasping and moaning as I finished her off by tickling her pussey with my fingers. I withdrew my cock carefully from her puckered bum-hole and we lay together on the bed and I cuddled Cecily tightly in my arms. Frankly, we were now both ready for a short rest-remember, we'd consumed a delicious dinner not all that long before-but just as we were sliding into the arms of Morpheus, who should sidle quietly into the room but Polly and Alison, who both wore dressing gowns with, as I correctly guessed, nothing on underneath. 'Hello Mister Rupert, who's that with you? Oh, it's Miss Cecily, isn't it? Goodness me, young sir,' she said saucily, in the kind of stately deferential tone beloved of butlers like old Goldhill. 'Do Miss Diana and that nice American lady, Miss Carrington, know you've already started shafting? I last saw them half an hour ago when they were being fucked by Mr. Henry in die library but I'm sure I heard one of them say that she wanted to be fucked by you later on. But you did tell me that you would give Alison a special eighteenth birthday present, and come to think of it, I was promised a fuck as well.' 'Is this right, Rupert? Did you promise to fuck these girls?' demanded Cecily, sitting up but making no attempt to hide her luscious naked body. I nodded miserably, but to my great relief, the sweet girl was not annoyed. 'In that case, you must stick to your word,' she said as an amused smile played around her lips. 'Noblesse oblige, you know.

Whilst you three are occupied, I'll run a bath.' She swung her legs over the side of the bed and smiling at Polly and Alison, said, 'I hope you're not too disappointed at finding that Rupert has already fucked me.' 'Not at all. Miss Cecily, first come, first served,' said Polly politely and Cecily added, 'Well, I must admit that I'm glad I was first in the queue but I'm sure Rupert has lots of spunk left in his balls for you and Alison.' Thank you, Miss Cecily, you're a real lady to give up a nice thick prick to two servant girls,' said Polly, and she and Alison both curtsied as Cecily heaved herself up and walked across the room into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Polly slipped off her robe and as I had guessed, the dressing-gown was her only clothing and the pert parlour maid now stood stark naked in front of me. I feasted my eyes and drank in the sensual beauty of her proud, uptilted breasts, flat white belly and the trimmed tuft of dark pubic hair through which peeped her pink cunney lips. Yet despite this stirring sight, my prick failed to stand fully to attention, stirring only slightly against my thigh. I leaned forward to take it in my hand and frig my cock up to its full majestic height but Polly removed my fingers which had already closed around my semi-erect shaft. 'Mister Rupert, your cock would prefer to wait a few more minutes before charging back into action,' she said wisely. 'Alison and I are in no rush. Why don't you just move over and we'll amuse ourselves until you're fully ready for us.'

This was sensible advice so I wriggled over and Polly sat down next to me as she motioned Alison to come forward and stand beside her. She then tugged at the sash of Alison's robe, which opened and the gorgeous young girl stepped out of her gown in all her naked glory like a glorious statue come magically to life. What a truly delectable, enchanting sight! Her creamy white skin showed off her full curvy breasts to their best advantage and her well-rounded shoulders tapered down to a small waist; her dainty feet expanded upwards into fine calves and her marble thighs were beautifully proportioned, whilst hanging between them was a golden veil of curly blonde hairs over a pouting crack which simply begged to be kissed, sucked and fucked. Not surprisingly, the sight of this cute little cunney made my prick shoot up back to bursting point and I would certainly have replied in the affirmative when Alison spoke for the first time and in a sweet little voice said: 'What a nice, big stiffstander, sir. Did I make your prick swell? I can hardly wait to have you slide it inside my pussey, but would you mind if Polly and I get ourselves warmed-up first?' 'No, not at all, Alison, please carry on,' I croaked and Polly drew the trembling girl down onto the bed between the two of us and parted her thighs. 'You lucky girl, you're going to be fucked very shortly,' she said softly. 'Mister Rupert, look closely at this lovely creature. Just look at her flushed, aroused face, her stiff tawny titties and her luscious cunney. Isn't she simply divine?' The two girls embraced and slipped their arms around each other's waists in a loose, almost casual hug which quickly tightened and brought their breasts and bellies fiercely into contact. Alison tilted her head and raised her mouth to Polly's lips and closed her eyes expectantly. Her hands quivered as they pressed hotly into the base of Polly's back and the more experienced girl looked down on the lovely, breathless girl, studying the intense desire which was etched upon Alison's face as she yielded to her natural instincts. At first they kissed like sisters, their red lips meeting in a tentative brushing which gradually deepened into a far more urgent, passionate pressure as their bodies rubbed sensually together. Polly's mouth opened and she probed with the tip of her tongue, sliding it slowly but insistently between Alison's teeth in an inquisitive caress around her gums. This delicious oral stimulation aroused Alison to a sudden, overwhelming passion and her hands slid feverishly up and down Polly's back. This sensuous massage set Polly off and she shuddered violently, thrusting her breasts and pussey forward as she darted her tongue backwards and forwards inside Alison's mouth. Now Polly cleverly arranged the younger girl's position, making her lie partly on her right side facing me. Her right leg was pushed out almost straight and her left one was drawn up with the heel of her foot being hooked behind Polly's neck as she pressed her face against Alison's wonderful blonde fringed pussey and taking a deep breath, she inhaled the pungent pussey odour.