The Romance of Lust: A classic Victorian erotic novel
and she squeezed it lovingly—then stooping I sucked one nipple, and you
know how this excites her, and slipped a hand behind the doctor, and
after gently tickling his ballocks, acted postillion to his bottom-hole.
They ran a most exciting course and died away in mutual raptures. No
sooner did he turn off than I jumped up into his place, and in one
moment was up to the cods in that overflowing cunt. Mamma feebly
expostulated, but the doctor begged her to let him have the pleasure of
witnessing the vigour of the youth. I knew that in heart mamma was
delighted, for all women especially enjoy having a fresh prick into them
immediately after a previous one has been withdrawn.”
This is quite true—witness my own dear Benson in our early days; her
greatest delight was to have me the instant B. retired, and she avowed
that nothing could give her greater pleasure. I knew a lady in
after-life whom I and three others used to have together, and no sooner
was one off than another was on and sometimes two at once. She used to
tell us how she deceived her husband. When at Florence she had eight
lovers, and she had had them all on the same night without any of them
knowing of the others. She managed it in this way. She made them
come—two at ten o’clock, two at half-past ten, two at eleven, and two a
half-past eleven. They were put in four different rooms with convenient
sofas. She ran to No. 1 in a merely loose robe, which was instantly
thrown off. She was a magnificently made creature, the sight of whose
charms would inflame anyone. She rapidly got two goes from the first
without withdrawing. Then saying that her husband would be seeking her
if she did not leave him, she rang for her German valet, who used to
fuck her himself, and who afterwards confirmed her story to me, who
showed my gentleman out of the room. Off she ran to No. 2, told him she
had only got away by letting her husband have a go, and that he thought
she had only gone to the water closet so he must do one good and leave
her. Of course the cunt full of fuck only excited him the more, and he
very soon racked off to her great satisfaction, and was dismissed,
leaving the rooms vacant for the two at eleven. As there was not five
minutes to spare she ran to No. 3, where another lover was waiting. The
same pretence was made as to the last, but as he was largely hung, she
got two coups from him and then packed him off, and in the same way ran
to the others, always with the same story, getting two coups out of
three running, who were the best fuckers, and waiting with the last
until he could do no more.
The same lady told me that once while living at Dieppe her husband ran
over to England for a few days. During his absence she had four young
men to supper every night, and made them all fuck her on the sofa squabs
laid on the floor, accommodating one in her bottom at the same time.
During the day her landlord, a married man, used to come in and rack her
off besides. At one time she was left alone at Mannheim, where she made
acquaintance with an officer, who introduced a second, and a third,
until she knew eight in all. She had the whole lot once to supper, and
they all fucked her three times each. She was a wonderfully fine woman,
and could take no end of fucking. Her father had initiated her at twelve
years of age. She was of Greek origin, and actually was hairy and
menstruated at that early age. But all women are rakes in their hearts,
and numbers never encumber them.
During Harry’s encounter with his mother, the doctor stood beside them,
and handled Harry’s ballocks and acted postillion to him. Mamma took to
it most kindly. The sight again inflamed the doctor, the incestuous idea
enhancing the excitement. As Harry withdrew, he begged Mrs. Dale to get
on her hands and knees, to let him put it in from behind. He would
rather have gone in behind but did not think she was as yet quite
prepared to allow that. He only said that the movement below his eyes of
such a fine bottom as hers added to the excitement. He further proposed
that she should kneel over Harry’s body reversed, so that she might
gamahuche him, and he frig her beautiful clitoris.
“You mean to kill me between you,” she said, but all the same complied.
She sucked Harry’s prick and he spent in her mouth, which she swallowed
with great gusto, spending herself at the same moment in advance of the
doctor. Harry kept frigging her clitoris with one hand, while the other
was frigging the doctor’s bottom-hole. It was a long bout, she made
Harry spend twice in her mouth, while she spent thrice to the doctor’s
once, all dying away together in the final fuck. They lay long lost to
everything, and when they recovered, they separated and retired to their
own rooms.
The ice being thus broken, the remaining days were passed in the most
refined lasciviousness. The doctor had his way with her bottom, and
asked her leave to have Harry’s after Harry had had his mother’s
bottom-hole, while the doctor was fucking her, and had fucked the doctor
upon another occasion, the doctor crying out—“Hi, hi, hi!” as if it hurt
him, and he was losing his maidenhead. He professed immense
satisfaction, when she let him have Harry, declaring that he could not
tell whether having her both ways, having Harry, or being had himself,
was the greatest pleasure. Mamma declared that to have both apertures
filled at the same moment was the most delicious. It was then the doctor
said he would try. So fucking mamma in a kneeling position he presented
his great backside to Harry and was well fucked. It was after this
complete initiation that they returned home, and after such proceedings,
the transition to a general entry into our orgies was easily arranged.
As they were to arrive to a late dinner, it was resolved that Mrs. Dale
should stay the night, and we would see what that would bring forth.
They arrived accordingly. Mrs. Dale went to Ellen’s room, taking Ellen
with her to help her at her toilet. Here ensued an explanation between
them. Mrs. Dale felt that there must be an explicit avowal on both
sides. She admitted to Ellen that Harry had come to her bed, and only
succeeded in his horrible purpose by telling her how he and Ellen had
seen her operations with Charlie, and had followed her example.
“And now, my dear Ellen, as there must be no secrets between us, tell me
if you and Charlie have got together.”
“Well, yes, we have. You know I had seen how immense he was, and yet
with what pleasure you took him in. So curiosity made me give way one
day that we were in the summer house, and he slept with me afterwards.”
“Does the doctor’s wife suspect?”
“Oh, yes, she knows all about it. I forgot to bolt the door one night;
in the morning Charlie made too much noise. She came in, merely in her
chemise, ran up and pulled him off me, without imagining she ran any
risk herself. Charlie seized her in his arms, and swore he would do as
much to her, to prevent her telling. She was horrified, and fled to her
own room, but had not time to shut him out; he forced the door open, she
ran to her bed, intending to ring for the servant, he caught her as she
had one knee up on the bed, and was into her from behind before she
could accomplish her purpose. She cried out to me, to come and pull him
away. I went, but told her Charlie was right, as it would prevent her
splitting upon us. I rather think that Charlie’s large proportions gave
her much pleasure, for she soon ceased to struggle, indeed she had her
back to him, and his strong arms round her waist prevented her using her
hands. She cried much afterwards, and talked about the greatness of the
crime. She had then got into bed. Charlie followed, to coax and console
her, and, of course, got into her again. I thought she enjoyed the
second, for her bottom heaved to meet him. She afterwards accused him of
the crime of seducing a young lady, her guest, but I stopped that, by
avowing that my cousin had had me previously. Then she accused me of
seducing Charlie, and here, I must implore your pardon, for I let out
inadvertently that you had initiated him, for I had seen you having
him.”
“Oh, you bad girl, how could you be so cruel and imprudent?”
“Well, dear aunt, there is no great harm done. Charlie’s aunt was soon
quite appeased and regularly joined us after this. She is as fond, if
not fonder, of gamahuching me as you used to be; she has grown greedy
for Charlie’s immense cock, envies your having had the first of him, and
says that if she had known of his wonderful proportions, she could not
have resisted initiating him herself. She hopes that, through my means,
she will become more intimate with you. I have told her of your
beautiful clitoris. She dotes on the gamahuche, and vows that she will
never be happy till she has done it to you.”
This explanation was a great relief to the widow, who knew she was all
right with the doctor, and now foresaw that it would be all right with
his wife also and they would have complete freedom to indulge in the
wildest lubricity. So having dressed, they descended to dinner. The
doctor had explained all their London doings to his wife, so that after
dinner the three ladies exchanged confidence. Aunt was so eager to see
and suck Mrs. Dale’s large clitoris that they adjourned to aunt’s
bedroom, where the doctor discovered them in the midst of their
operations. Mrs. Dale was stretched on her back, with extended
thighs—aunt, with her head pressed by Mrs. Dale’s hands down on her
cunt, was sucking at the splendid clitoris, and working some fingers in
and out her cunt. They were too intent on their pleasure to notice his
entrance. Aunt’s petticoats were above her hips, as she knelt. The old
boy’s cock stood, he advanced, knelt down, got between her legs, and
fucked her as she was, begging her to continue her lascivious operations
on Mrs. Dale. When he had finished, he congratulated both ladies on the
intimate friendship established between them, said it was the best wish
of his heart. He assured Mrs. Dale that his wife was the best woman in
the world, and never grudged him a little variety.
“So I have acknowledged my infidelity with you, and it appears my nephew
has been taking my place, in my absence. She tells me you instructed
Charlie, and that he is monstrous when in erection, as big again as me,
or as a certain Grenadier Captain, once a favourite of my wife’s. I am
curious to see it. She tells me also that he has been sleeping with your
charming niece Ellen, who, I must confess, has raised in me a great
desire to possess her. Now, my dear madam, if you will consent to invite
Charlie to sleep with you and Ellen, I could come in, after you have
each had a turn or two out of Charlie, and take Ellen, while you would
have Charlie all to yourself. My wife won’t object, and I hope you will
give your consent.”
“Well, my dear doctor, after what has occurred between us, I can refuse
you nothing, but I think dear Harry should have some comfort. I suppose,
my dear madam, that the doctor has told you of my son surprising and
violating me. Your husband reconciled me to his caresses, and I can
assure you that without the enormous size of Charlie, he has a charming
way that may please any woman. From what the doctor says, you are free
from prejudices, why should you be left out in the cold, while we are
all enjoying ourselves, why should you not go to his bedroom, and see
what he is made of. I, his mother, can strongly recommend him to your
favour.”
So it was arranged.
During the evening, Mrs. Dale whispered to me to come to them after the
domestics had gone to bed. I went and fucked them both three times,
twice in front and once behind, the one who was being fucked always
gamahuching the other. When I began to tail off, Mrs. Dale arose,