Luigi Berenger - Sub Umbra

Oh can it be possible to hurt oneself by such a delightful pleasure? she sighed, then seeing me withdraw my limp tool from her still longing cunt, she smiled archly as she said, with a blush: Pardon my rudeness dear Walter, but I fear it is you who are most injured after all. Look at your blood stained affair.

You lovely little simpleton, I said, kissing her rapturously, “That's your own virgin blood, let me wipe you darling,” as I gently applied my handkerchief to her pouting slit, and afterwards to my own cock.

This dearest Annie, I shall treasure up as proof of your virgin love, so delightfully surrendered to me this day,” exhibiting the ensanguined Mouchoir to her gaze.

We now arose from our soft, mossy bed and mutually assisted each other to remove all traces of our love engagement. Then we walked on and I enlightened the dear girl into all the arts and practices of love. “Do you think,” I remarked, “that your sisters or Frank have any ideas of what the joys of love are like?”

I believe they would enter into it as ardently as I do, if they were once initiated, she replied. I have often heard Frank say when kissing us, that we made him burn all over.” And then blushing deeply, as her eyes met mine: Oh dear Walter, I am afraid you will think me awfully rude, but when we got to bed at night, myself and sisters often compare our budding charms and crack little jokes about the growing curls of mine and Sophie's slits, and the hairless little pussy of Polly.

We have such games of slapping and romps too, sometimes; it has often made me feel a kind of all-overishness of feverish excitement I could not understand but thanks to you, love, I can make it all out now; I wish you could only get a peep at us, dear.

Perhaps it could be managed, you know my room is next to yours, I could hear you laughing and having a game last night.

I know we did and we had such fun, she replied. It was Polly trying to put my pussy into curl papers; but how can you manage it dear?

Seeing that she fully entered into my plans for enjoyment, we consulted together and at last I hit upon an idea which I thought might work very well; it was that I should first sound Frank and enlighten him a little into the ways of love, and then as soon as he was ripe for our purposes, we would surprise the three sisters whilst naked, bathing and slap their naked bottoms all round. That Annie should encourage her sisters to help her tear off our clothes, and then we could indulge in a general romp of love.

Annie was delighted at the idea and I promised the very next day to begin with Frank, or perhaps that very afternoon, if I got a chance.

We returned to the house, Annie's cheeks blushing and carrying a beautiful flush of health and her mamma remarked that our walk had evidently done her a great deal of good, little guessing that her daughter, like our first mother Eve, had that morning tasted of the forbidden fruit, and was greatly enlightened and enlivened thereby.

After luncheon I asked Frank to smoke a cigarette in my room, which he at once complied with.

As soon as I had closed the door, I said, Old fellow did you ever see 'Fanny Hill,' a beautiful book of love and pleasure?

What, a smutty book, I suppose you mean. No Walter, but if you have got it I should wonderfully like to look at it, he said, his eyes sparkling with animation.

Here it is, my boy, only I hope it won't excite you too much; you can look it over by yourself as I read the times, said I, taking it out of my dressing case and handing it to his eager grasp.

He sat close to me in an easy lounging chair, and I watched him narrowly as he turned over the pages and gloated over the beautiful plates. His prick hardened in his breeches till it was quite stiff and rampant.

Ha, ha, old fellow, I thought it would fetch you out, I said, laying my hand on his cock. By jove, Frank, what a teaser yours has grown since we used to play in bed together a long time ago. I'll lock the door. We must compare our jocks, I think mine is nearly as big as yours.

He made no remark but I could see that he was greatly excited by the book. Having locked the door, I leaned over his shoulder and made my remarks upon the plates as he turned them over. At length the book dropped from his hands and his excited gaze was rivetted on my bursting breeches.

Why Walter, you are as bad as I am, he said with a laugh. Let's see which is the biggest, pulling out his hard stiff prick and then laying his hand on me, pulled my affair out to look at.

We handled each other in an ecstacy of delight, which ended in our throwing off all our clothes and having a mutual fuck between our thighs, on the bed. We spent in rapture and after a long dalliance he entered fully into my plans and we determined to have a lark with the girls as soon as we should get a chance. Of course I was mum as to what had passed between Annie and myself.

In the course of the evening, Frank and I were delighted by the arrival of a beautiful young lady of sixteen, on a visit to his sisters, in fact a school fellow of Sophie's and Polly, come to stop a week at the house.

Miss Rosa Redquim was indeed a sprightly beauty of Venus height, well proportioned in leg and limb, full swelling bosom with a graceful Grecian type of face, rosy cheeks, large grey eyes and golden, auburn hair, lips as red as cherries and teeth like pearls, frequently exhibited by a succession of winning smiles, which never seemed to leave her face.

Such was the acquisition to the feminine department of the house, and we congratulated ourselves on the increased prospect of sport, as Frank had expressed to me considerable compunctions as to taking liberties with one's own sisters.

The next morning being gloriously fine and warm, myself and friend strolled in the grounds smoking our cigarettes, for about an hour, till near the time we guessed the girls would be coming for a bath in the small lake in the park, which we at once proceeded to; then we secreted ourselves secure from observation and awaited in deep silence the arrival of sisters and friend.

This lake, as I call it, was a pond of about four or five acres in extent, every side thickly wooded to the very margin so that even anglers could not get access to the bank, except at the little sloping green-ward of about twenty or thirty square yards in extent, which had a large hut or summer house under the trees, which the bathers could undress in and then trip across the lawn into the water.'

The bottom of the pond being gradually shelving and covered with fine sand at this spot, and a circular space enclosed with rails, to prevent them getting out of their depth.

The back door of this hut opened upon a very narrow footpath, leading to the house through a dense thicket, so that any part would feel quite secure from observation. The interior was comfortably furnished with seats and lounges, besides a buffet generally holding a stock of wine, biscuits and cakes, during the bathing season.

Frank having a key to the hut, took me through onto the lawn and then climbing up into a thick sycamore, we relighted our cigarettes, awaiting the adventure with some justifiable impatience.

Some ten minutes of suspense and we were rewarded by hearing the ringing laughter of the approaching girls, we heard the key turned in the lock then the sounds of them bolting themselves in, and Annie's voice, saying:

“Wouldn't the boys like the fun of seeing us undress and bathing, this lovely warm day,” to which we heard Rosa laughingly reply: “I don't mind if they do see me if I don't know it dears. There is something delightful in the thought of the excitement it would put the dear fellows in. I know I should like Frank to take a fancy to me. I'm nearly in love with him already, and have read that the best way that a girl can madly excite the man she wishes to win, is to let him see all her charms, when she thinks he is unconscious of his being near.”