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

Frank's cock had now hardened in his trousers and he pulled out his bursting prick to relieve himself by a quick wank. 'Well, well,' I commented, laying my hand around his hot, throbbing shaft. 'What a size yours swells up to these days. It seems to have grown even bigger since your first fuck with Cecily the other day.' 'I do believe you're right, Rupert. I think it's probably about another half inch longer and probably a bit thicker too.' We then jumped out of our skins as a merry female voice suddenly broke into this lewd conversation. 'So it's Cecily Cardew who you've been having fun and games with, along with Diana Wigmore! I wondered if you'd found a partner for your friend, Master Rupert, or whether Miss Diana would be asked to share her favours!' We looked up to see who was so knowledgeable about our secret-thank goodness it was only Sally, the prettiest of our parlourmaids, whose shapely curves had been in my thoughts during many a tossing-off since she joined our household the previous November. Sally was a real smasher and I had thought that a great many of our male visitors thought so too-from the vicar, Reverend Lavery, and old Doctor Attenborough, our local medical practitioner, to my Uncle Algernon (Lord Trippett) who always seemed to find some trifling excuse or other which would involve Sally taking something up or bringing something down from his bedroom and always, come to think of it, when my Uncle was in there by himself! One could hardly blame Uncle Algy, for Sally was more than a cut above the ordinary. Her fair-skinned features were well set off by a hint of pretty freckling around her nose. Her light blue eyes sparkled gaily and her tresses of blonde hair were pinned up underneath her black maid's cap. She was perhaps taller than the average and her firm curvaceous figure promised delights galore, especially as she always wore her white blouse with the top buttons open, giving a delicious view of the swell of her proud white breasts. I was aghast though that Sally appeared to know far more than she should about what Frank and I had been up to over the previous few days. But what could I say?

Frank too was similarly tongue-tied, and I must say that he did look rather funny, standing there with his hand round his prick which still stood high and mighty despite the interruption. It was left to Sally to break the ice. Walking towards us and casting an admiring eye on Frank's tremendous tadger, she said: 'So, Master Frank, you think that your cock has grown since you fucked Miss Cecily? Well, you do have a big one for your age, that's for sure -now how would you like me to finish you off?' Frank found his voice at last. I should say so!' he exclaimed as Sally ran her fingers along his visibly palpitating prick. 'Fair shares for all!' I cried, unbuttoning my flies and bringing out my own substantial shaft for her inspection. 'M'm, that's a nice-looking tool as well, Master Rupert, even though it's not quite the size of your friend's. But then, size isn't so important. It's how you put to use what the Lord has blessed you with, as the vicar is always telling me. After all, your father's pal Algy Moncrieffe hasn't got a very big cock at all, but he's probably the best fuck I've ever entertained between my legs, and that's the honest truth.' With these wise words Sally grasped our two throbbing tools. Poor Frank was already so excited that he spent almost immediately. Sally was only nineteen but this did not prevent her saying regretfully: 'Ah, what a pity, but you young boys can't last out like older men.' However, I did manage to hold on a little longer than Frank before my prick also jetted out a prodigious stream of spunk all over one of Mama's favourite Chinese rugs. 'Damn, how on earth are we going to clean up the carpet?' I wailed but Sally was not flustered by the problem.

'Don't worry, boys, I'll fetch a bottle of Dr Stanton Harcourt's cough medicine and rub in a few drops. Mr. Goldhill showed me how to take out sperm and cunney juice stains out of my sheets after he fucked me the day after I joined the staff. You know all butlers have their way with the girls, given half a chance, and I didn't mind obliging-especially as I can always wangle an extra day off here and there from him if I promise that I'll suck his prick some time afterwards!' So our starched old retainer was another in our household not above enjoying a good fuck, I mused as Sally continued: 'Yes, the mixture's quite marvellous at removing all traces of love-making. It's quite a good weed-killer too, which is worth remembering! Now, take off your trousers so you'll be ready for when I return.' We not only took off our trousers but also our shoes, socks, shirts and vests so we were both stark naked when Sally returned with the bottle of Dr Stanton Harcourt's magic liquid. 'Oooh, how nice,' she said as she carefully locked the door behind her. 'I'll be with you both just as soon as I've attended to this carpet.'

When she had completed her chore she unbuttoned her blouse completely and shrugged off the garment. She was wearing nothing underneath and we gasped at the sight of the curvy rondeurs of her uncovered breasts. How firm and proudly they jutted out and how stalky were her rose-red nipples that she tweaked up against her palms as she lifted the nude beauties as if offering them up to us for closer inspection. What lovely nipples they were, well separated, each looking a little away from each other and tapering in well-proportioned curves until they came to two crimson points set in the pink circles of Sally's aureoles. These taut titties acted as magnets to my hands as I fondled these succulent spheres, rubbing her rubbery red nipples until they were as hard as my stiff cock which was pressing up against her flat tummy. 'Quick, I want you to fuck me before you spend,' she said urgently. She stripped off the rest of her clothes and turned round, bending over so that her glorious bum cheeks were only inches away from my straining knob. She stood with her legs apart and my hands trembled as I parted the chubby soft cheeks, as white as alabaster. I paused for a moment to savour the sight of her pouting cunney lips as they stretched open to reveal the flushed inner flesh of her cunt. I leaned over her and Sally whimpered as she felt the smooth crown of my cock wedge itself between her buttocks.

Before fucking from behind with Cecily and Diana I would have certainly been too shy to attempt a fuck in this fashion but experieritia docet and she turned her head round to look at me with her limpid blue eyes and murmured: 'Go on, Rupert, fuck me in whatever way takes your fancy!' What a wonderfully open invitation but, as aforementioned, I did not attempt to cork her winking little bum-hole.

I propelled my prick, which was now as hard as rock, as far forward as I could manage and Sally wiggled to enable my shaft to enter the supple, glistening crack of her cunt. Fiercely, I pushed onwards, burying my cock to the very hilt so that my balls banged against her backside as I pulled back a little before plunging in deep inside her welcoming cunney. I began to fuck the delicious girl with a quickening pace, my ballsack now slapping against her arse as she cried out with delight, her whole body rocking in rhythm with my cock as it slithered in and out of her juicy pussey which squeezed open and shut like a slippery fist as we thrilled each other with our bodies. I held her round the waist with one hand and leaned round to rub the nipple of one of her magnificent breasts with the other, which excited her greatly. I felt Sally explode into a series of peaks of pleasure as I continued relentlessly to pump in and out of her pussey. Her cunt was incredibly tight and wet and her love-channel clung to my cock as I rode her to the very limit. Again and again I drove home until I felt the familiar surge building up in my balls. At the same time Sally screamed and shuddered to a superb climax as I gushed a torrent of hot spunk into her crack. What a blissful fuck this was and I withdrew my still semi-stiff shaft, which was gleaming with its coating of Sally's pussey juice, and the cheeky girl turned round and chuckled: Ten out of ten. Master Rupert, I told you that the size of a prick is relatively unimportant.' I stroked my penis proudly and Sally took hold of it with both hands and rubbed it between her palms until it regained its full length and strength and rose as hard as iron against my belly. 'Can you carry on for another fuck?' she asked anxiously. When I nodded my assent she gave my sturdy staff a frisk final frigging before laying herself down on a nearby couch. She then told me to come over and lie on top of her and to straddle her body with my legs. I did as I was told and Sally took hold of my pulsating cock, pulling me forwards and I assumed that she was going to suck my throbbing tool. But no, she placed the sticky shaft in the cleft between her breasts and squeezed them around my pole. 'Go on, Master Rupert, fuck my big titties!' she whispered and I began a further lesson in the delights of l'art de faire l'amour. I was not over-sure as how best to continue but instead let nature take its course. I rocked my hips to pump my rigid rod up and down the snug cleft of Sally's breasts. It was extraordinarily sensuous, especially when she leaned her face forward and took the crown of my cock and began licking and lapping it as it moved to and fro between her breasts.