Anonymous - The Way Of A Man With A Maid

‘Oh don’t, Jack!’ again Molly shrieked as she felt my fingers begin to wander inquisitively over her cunt, feeling, pressing, stroking and caressing it tenderly but deliberately, and rousing sensations in her, which strangely frightened her by their half-pleasant nature. ‘Don’t be afraid, darling!’ cooed Connie, ‘you’ll like it presently!’ I continued my sweet investigations and explorations, my fingers moving gently all over Molly’s private parts, playing with her silky hairs, stroking her cunt’s throbbing lips-then as she became calmer and submitted herself more quietly to having her cunt felt, I tenderly tested her for virginity by slowly and gently pushing my finger into her. ‘Stop, Jack!’ she cried agitatedly, ‘oh stop!-you’re hurting me!’ her face crimson with shame, for it was evident to her what my object was.

I smiled congratulatingly at Lady Betty, whose eyes never left Molly in her maternal anxiety and distress. ‘I congratulate you, your ladyship,’ I said, ‘your daughter is a virgin, and as I haven’t had a virgin for some time I’m the more obliged to you for allowing me this opportunity and the privilege of taking Molly’s sweet maidenhead!’

‘No, no!… oh, mother!’ cried Molly in terrible distress while her mother, knowing that remonstrances would not avail, moaned heartbrokenly, ‘Oh, Jack! how can you be so cruel!’

Suddenly Molly seemed to be seized with a fit of desperation; ‘You shan’t have me!… oh you brute! you coward!… you shan’t have me!…’ she shrieked as she frantically struggled to break loose.

‘Oh, oh Molly,’ I said chidingly, ‘what a naughty temper, darling!’

‘Let me loose! you beast!’ she cried making another furious struggle, ‘you shan’t have me!… I won’t let you, you beast!’ she hissed, ‘leave me alone!… take your hand away, you cruel lustful brute!… oh!… oh!!…’ she shrieked, as again I forced my finger into her cunt and began to agitate it gently. ‘Help, mother!’ she yelled, again struggling desperately-then, ‘Oh! Jack! do stop!… oh! you’re hurting me!’ as she relapsed into her usual mood.

I nodded to Connie who at once came up. ‘Get a feather, dear, we must punish Molly! You can tickle her cunt as she now is; it will perhaps cure her temper!’

Quickly and in huge delight, Alice handed Connie a sharp-pointed feather. ‘No, no, Mrs Blunt! don’t tickle me!’ she cried in terror, as the recollection of her mother’s agony flashed through her mind. But Connie was now on her knees before us and with a smile of delight she applied the feather to Molly’s tender cunt.

‘Oh, my God!’ shrieked Molly.

‘Jack, don’t!’ cried Lady Betty, appreciating from her recent experience what her daughter must be feeling.

‘Stop, Mrs Blunt!… Mrs Blunt, do stop!… oh my God, I can’t stand it!… oh Mrs Blunt-t!… dear Mrs Blun-t!… stop!… stop!… I’ll be good!… I’ll do anything you like, Jack!… you can have me, Jack!… oh Mrs Blunt-t!… Mrs Blunt-t!…’ shrieked Molly, mad with the awful tickling she was getting.

‘Stop for a moment, Connie,’ I said, then with a tender forefinger, I soothed and caressed Molly’s tortured and irritated cunt till the girl was herself again.

‘Now Molly,’ I said gravely, ‘of your own free will, you’ve declared that you’ll be good, that you’ll do anything I want, and that you’ll let me have you. You were rather excited at the time; what do you say now?’

Molly shivered. ‘Oh, Jack,’ she stammered, ‘I’ll be good but… but… I can’t do the rest!’

‘Go on, Connie,’ I said briefly.

‘No, no, Jack, not again!’ cried Molly, but the feather was now being again applied to her cunt-only this time I pulled its lips apart so that Connie could tickle Molly’s delicately sensitive interior, which she gleefully did. Molly’s screams and struggles now began to be something fearful and poor Lady Betty, horror-stricken at the sight of her daughter’s agony, cried: ‘Promise everything, darling, you’ll have to submit!’

‘Yes Jack! I’ll promise!… I’ll do it all!… Oh stop, stop, Mrs Blunt!… I can’t stand it any longer!’ shrieked Molly.

Again I stopped Connie and soothed Molly’s cunt with a loving finger; and when she had regained her self-control, I said, ‘Molly, there must be no mistake. You’ll have to do whatever I tell you, whether it be to yourself or to me or to any of the girls or even to your mother. Do you promise?’

‘Yes, Jack, yes!’ she gasped brokenly. Quickly the girls set her free, and she fell half fainting off my knees into the arms of Connie, whose caresses and kisses soon restored her.

By now we all were in a terrible state of sexual excitement. Connie was absorbed with Molly, but Alice and Fanny were casting hungry glances towards Lady Betty as she lay on her back, with widely parted legs, invitingly provocative. I could hardly contain my lust, but to fuck Lady Betty would be to spoil her for the girls-so I decided to let them have her ladyship first. So quickly I lengthened the bench on which she was lying fastened down, by adding the other half; then bending over the agitated woman, I said with a cruel smile: ‘Now Lady Betty, we’re all going to have you in turn, Alice first!’

‘Oh, my God, no, no!’ she screamed, but Alice was on her and Lady Betty felt herself gripped by her strong young arms as Alice arranged herself on her so that her cunt pressed against Lady Betty’s fat hairy organ, and then began slowly the delicious rubbing process which she loved, but which was new to Lady Betty-for woman of the world though she was, she had never been fucked by one of her own sex!

It was delicious to watch her in Alice’s arms, utterly helpless, forced to lend her cunt to satisfy Alice’s lust. Her colour went and came, she began to catch her breath, her eyes shot wavering glances at us-especially at her daughter who, seated on Connie’s knees, was watching her mother with undisguised astonishment, blushing furiously as Connie in loving whispers and with busy fingers made her understand all that was happening. Soon she began to feel the approach of Love’s ecstasy as Alice agitated herself more and more quickly against Lady Betty’s cunt-soon Lady Betty surrendered herself to her sexual impulses now fully aroused by the exciting friction communicated to her by Alice’s cunt, and began to jerk herself upwards wildly as if to meet Alice’s down-thrustings-then her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted as the spasm of ecstasy thrilled through her and Alice simultaneously, Alice quivering simply deliciously as she hugged Lady Betty to her frantically in the raptures of spending!

Presently the spasmodic thrills ceased, then slowly Alice rose, her eyes still humid with the pleasure she had been tasting on Lady Betty, who lay motionless and only half conscious, absorbed in her sensations. Mutely I invited Connie to take Alice’s place-and before Lady Betty quite knew what was happening, she found herself in Connie’s embrace.

‘Oh don’t, Mrs Blunt!’ she ejaculated, flushing hotly as she felt Connie’s cunt against hers and the exciting friction again commencing. Connie was evidently very much worked up, and she confessed afterwards that the consciousness that she was fucking Molly’s mother in Molly’s presence sent her to fever heat; she plunged furiously on Lady Betty as she frenziedly rubbed her cunt against hers, Lady Betty’s hairy tract intensifying the delicious friction, till both were overtaken by the ecstatic crisis, Connie spending with divine tremors and evident rapture.

As she rose, I nodded to Fanny, who by now was just mad with desire. Like a panther she threw herself on Lady Betty, who had hardly recovered from the spend provoked by Connie-fiercely she clasped Lady Betty to her and began to rub her cunt furiously against Lady Betty’s now moist organ. ‘Don’t, Fanny, don’t!’ cried Lady Betty, utterly helpless in Fanny’s powerful grip and half alarmed by Fanny’s delirious onslaught-but Fanny was now in the full tide of her sexual pleasure and revelling in the satisfaction of her imperious desire by means of Lady Betty’s voluptuous body. With fast increasing impatience to taste the joys of the sweet consummation of her lustful passions, she agitated herself frenziedly on Lady Betty’s responsive cunt till the rapturous moment arrived and she spent madly, showering hot kisses on Lady Betty’s flushed cheeks as she felt her quiver under her in the involuntary thrills of her third spending!