The Romance of Lust: A classic Victorian erotic novel
“Oh, my darling aunt! how kind of you to come this early to relieve that
troublesome thing.”
I held out my arms. She stooped down to kiss me. I clasped her to my
bosom. Our lips met, and our tongues darted fiery lust into our bodies.
She threw herself down by my side, I was onto her in a moment. The
doctor took hold of my pego, and guided it into the delicious orbit of
his wife. Dear aunt begged me to do as I did yesterday, if I wanted
relief. Our action became fast and furious. Her legs and arms wound
round me in loving pressures. Her active backside wriggled in delight.
The doctor had introduced first one finger, and then two, into my
fundament, and added greatly to the fury of my lust, so that I spent in
an agony of pleasure, as quickly as the fiery lust of my aunt produced
her hot and plentiful discharge. I sank on her charming bosom, panting
with the force and fury of our coition, but like all very fast fucking,
my virile member hardly flinched from his first vigour, and a very few
of aunt’s exquisitely delicious internal pressures sufficed to bring him
up to the fullest stiffness. We were about to plunge again with renewed
ardour into all love’s wildest excitement, but the doctor insisted upon
our first changing places, that he, too, might have his hardness
allayed. Our change of position was instantly accomplished, and dear
aunt, after impaling herself on my upright member, sank on my bosom and
was clasped in my longing arms. The doctor scrambled up behind her, and
lost no time in sheathing himself in her fine and beautiful bottom-hole,
and then we ran a double course of delight, dear aunt taking the lead as
usual, and deluging us with her hot and delicious discharges before we
were ready to pour into her a double dose of delight, which again made
her spend with fury and cries of rapturous enjoyment, in which we both
joined, and then sank in love’s exquisite inanimation. On recovering
ourselves the doctor withdrew, but I was already as stiff as before.
Aunt began a most effective and delicious movement above me, which soon
brought on another grand finale, and we died away in mutual delight. I
could feel that the doctor was gently handling my cods, both during and
after our last combat. When, by our mutual throbbings, he saw that we
were about to become fit to enter on another career, he begged his wife
to rise from off me. But the idea of losing her and her extra pressures
made my prick immediately resume an erect position, so that when she
rose from off it, it was shown in a completely standing state.
“What! again, Charles?” said the doctor. “Your member is sadly unruly.
My dear, you must again try to allay it, but put yourself this time on
your knees, and we shall see if that position be better adapted for the
purpose of relieving this immense object.”
He was gently and admiringly handling it all the time. His wife was
quite aware of his object, and, indeed, so was I. Our last bout had
helped to restiffen his prick, and although not yet quite rampant, it
was evident that when my bottom was in full view, and so placed as to be
got at with facility, it would be quite as stiff as necessary. When his
wife had knelt down, and by lowering her head had exposed all the
wondrous grandeur of the most superb backside that ever met my eyes, my
prick bounded with joy. The doctor still grasping it, and feeling it
throb so wildly, saw that his game was sure. He pointed out all the
beauty of aunt’s second orbit of love, and told me it was in that he had
allayed his own hardness, and as the other orifice had not succeeded in
quieting me, he recommended my entering within the narrow path of
ecstasy. I professed no surprise, but seemed to take it quite as a
matter of course in the simplest innocence of manner. Uncle continued to
handle my tool as I mounted on my knees behind aunt. Guiding the almost
bursting weapon into the delicious cunt in the first place, to be
lubricated there, and then telling me to withdraw it, he directed it to
the smaller orifice, and desired me to push gently and smoothly in. It
glided in slowly up to the meeting of my belly against the enormous
buttocks of that sublime backside. There I paused for a minute or two
within the throbbing sheath. Aunt had pushed her bottom well out, and by
the action of apparently voiding, had facilitated the entrance. She
winced once or twice, but on the whole, as she told me afterwards, took
in my enormous tool with less difficulty than she expected. After a few
slow movements, during with I caressed and devoured with admiration the
glorious orbs beneath my dearest gaze, uncle desired me to lean forward
and embrace my aunt’s splendid bosom. As soon as I did this, and began
slowly to thrust in and out of the delicious sheath in which I was so
rapturously engulphed, I felt uncle’s hands wandering over my buttocks,
followed by the introduction of two fingers into my anus. My throbbings
on them showed how much he pleased me. He asked if it added to the
pleasure I was enjoying.
“Oh, yes, dear uncle, immensely.”
“Then,” said he, “as I, too, am suffering from hardness, I shall try to
allay it in your bottom, as you are doing in my wife’s; don’t be afraid,
if I hurt you I shall stop.”
“Do just as you like, dear uncle, both you and aunt are so kind as to do
all you can to relieve my pain, and I should be very ungrateful if I did
not do all in my power to relieve you.”
“You are a darling boy, and I shall love you dearly.”
He knelt behind me, and spitting on his cock, presented it at my
bum-hole, and pressing gently forward, soon sheathed it to the utmost
depth. He did not hurt me at all, as I was too much used to be dildoed
there to have felt any difficulty of approach, but I deemed it politic
to beg him to be gentle from time to time, as if it were a virgin vale
he was entering. He fancied as much, and that was just as good. When
once he was fully within, after a few throbs, which were felt most
deliciously on his delighted prick, we proceeded to more active work.
Aunt, in the meantime, by more pressure on my prick, and by frigging her
own clitoris, which I was quite aware she was doing, had spent
profusely; and, as the case with all the mucous membranes of the body
which sympathise with the cunt’s discharge, her bottom-hole became quite
moist and deliciously heated. The doctor and I then went at it with
fiery force, and soon gave down nature’s tribute, and mutually poured a
flood of sperm up the entrails we were respectively belabouring.
We lay for some time after in all the luxury of soaking in the delicious
apertures. I fell to nothing, and reluctantly withdrew. I had again
become rampant, and keeping myself more erect, with a hand on either
immense hip, I devoured with greedy eyes all the glories beneath my
gaze. Fired by such a truly magnificent sight as these huge buttocks
were, when in an entire state of wriggle, I again spent with cries of
agonised delight, and in all the ecstasy of fully satiated lust, sank
almost insensible on the broad and beautiful back of my aunt, who
herself had spent several times, squealing like a rabbit, and eventually
falling flat on her belly overcome with exhausted lust, drawing me with
her still held a willing prisoner in her glorious and exquisite
bottom-hole. We lay entranced for some time, until the doctor, who,
during our last bout, had purified himself, told us we must now get up.
With difficulty I tore myself from out of that delicious sheath, and
rose with my cock at last pendant. The doctor congratulated me on the
success of the last move. His wife lay still panting with all the
delight of satisfied desire, and we had to help her up. She threw
herself into my arms, and hugged me close to her heaving bosom, kissed
me tenderly, and hoped she had relieved me of all pain. I was her own
darling boy, and she would always be truly happy in relieving me of that
inconvenience whenever it troubled me. I was internally amused at their
continuing to keep up this idea, but I humoured them, and appeared the
most innocent simpleton, notwithstanding all that had occurred. The day
passed much as the previous one. After two hours’ reading, aunt again
proposed a walk, which, of course, ended at the summer house, where
again a pressure of water brought on the painful hardness, which aunt
succeeded in allaying after four most exquisite bouts of love, varied by
a thoroughly good double gamahuche between the last two acts. Aunt must
have spent at least ten times, and appeared thoroughly contented, but
continued to attribute it to her gratification at having relieved me of
my painful hardness. Again I passed hours in instructive conversation
with my learned uncle and after a similar evening to the last, retired
at our usual hour.
Next morning I was awakened by uncle alone, who told me that my aunt was
somewhat poorly, and could not come.
“I am sorry it is so, for this little fellow is as hard as usual.”
“Oh, I am so sorry dear aunt is poorly, both on her account and my own.
What shall I do, dear uncle? It is so hard and painful.”
“Well, my dear boy, I must try to allay it myself. I love you too dearly
to leave you in this state. I am not so good at allaying this painful
attack as your aunt, but as you know you were successfully relieved in
her bottom, and I in yours, yesterday, we shall try today if I can
accommodate this huge fellow, of which I have some doubts. Take off your
nightshirt as I do mine, it will be more commodious.”
In an instant we were both stark naked. We threw ourselves into one
another’s arms and lovingly kissed each other. Our tongues met in a
delicious sucking—our hands took each a prick, and we had a most
exciting and loving embrace. The doctor then took my prick in his mouth,
sucked it a little, and well lubricated it with his saliva, spitting on
the lower part of the shaft and rubbing it round with his finger. He
then knelt, and presenting a really beautifully rounded bottom of the
fairest hue, he pushed it out, showing a light brown corrugated
bum-hole, most tempting to look at. He desired me to wet it with my
saliva. I stooped and applied my mouth and tongue to the appetising
morsel, and thrust my tongue in as far as it would go—to his evident
delight, leaving it well moistened. I then brought my prick to the
entrance; he shoved his backside well out, and acted as if he desired to
void himself. A firm but slow pressure quickly engulphed the knob. The
doctor desired me to rest a moment, and drop some spittle on the shaft.
Again it was firmly pushed forward, and gradually it won its way up, the
belly against the buttocks, without much flinching on the doctor’s part.
After resting a while, he desired me to bend forward and feel his cock
while I should move backwards and forwards in the sheath until I was
relieved. I had a most delicious fuck. The doctor’s bottom-hole was
quite hot internally. His pressures with the sphincter were exquisitely
delicious, and he had acquired the charming side wriggle so exquisite in
quim fucking. Of course this was an old letch of his, which his position
as schoolmaster had given him so many opportunities of indulging in, and
the still greater pleasure of initiating others in it. At this very
moment he was delighted with his delusion about me in that respect. Of
course I never undeceived him, and he had all the extra delight of the
idea. My younger and hotter passions had made me spend before he could;
so after indulging me in a delicious soak after the ecstasy of the
discharge, he drew my attention to the rigidity of his own member,
which, he said, I must now allow him to allay in turn.
“Of course, my dear uncle, I am too sensible of your great kindness in
relieving me to hesitate about giving you the same relief.”