The Life and Amours of the Beautiful, Gay and Dashing Kate Percival Part 4

"My slit is on fire-come Clarence, drive your delicious pego into my vitals-see, I open the door for you-come, darling, come."

And the voluptuous girl, with her finger and thumb, opened the lips of her coral sheath and showed up the pink interior. Who could resist such an appeal as this? Certainly not Herbert, for he rushed to the suffering girl and in a moment his pego was knocking at the mouth of her womb, imbedded to the very hair in her salacious cavity. Great G.o.d, what a delicious sight it was! Amy was crazy with delight; she folded her legs and thighs around his loins and jutted up her Mons Veneris to meet his thrusts. They had already commenced to move together when Amy suddenly called to me.

"Come here, Kate," said she, "you must have your share too--just turn your bottom towards me and straddle across my face."

I did as she requested, and my position was such that my notch came directly over her mouth.

"Now, Herbert," said Amy, "I will t.i.tillate her c.l.i.toris with my tongue while you imitate the s.e.xual act with your tongue."

I threw my arms around Herbert's neck, he brought his face to mine, and his tongue penetrated my lips. In the meantime, I could feel Amy's tongue seek out my c.l.i.toris, which she no sooner found than she began to t.i.tillate it in the most entrancing manner. I was gorged with love and so was Amy, for I could feel her whole body s.h.i.+ver with her delicious sensations. Herbert began to drive most furiously into her body. Amy kept time with her tongue in my slit. We were much too excited to be able to prolong this scene. The crisis soon arrived: Amy's burning womb received Herbert's boiling sperm while she responded in such profusion that it actually ran down her white thighs; nor was I behind, for Amy's tongue brought down from me a copious shower of the elixir of love. This exciting scene over, we all took a bath, which was conveniently situated in an adjoining chamber, and partaking of a few gla.s.ses of champagne, we rested ten minutes.

"Come, dear Kate," said Clarence, "it is your turn now," and throwing himself on his back on the divan, he drew me on top of him. In another moment his engine of love had penetrated my slit and I felt it rubbing one side of my sensitive v.a.g.i.n.a. Amy stationed herself behind us and watched with flus.h.i.+ng eyes and heightened color the in-and-out motion of his pego into my body. At last unable to control herself any longer she pa.s.sed one hand between our bellies and t.i.tillated my c.l.i.toris while with her other hand she tickled alternately my bottom and his t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es. Soon, however, she changed her tactics and applied some vigorous slaps on my broad b.u.t.tocks, turning the white cheeks into a rosy hue; each time she struck me it seemed to impale me on his fiery staff, causing it to enter a prodigious way into my mount.

I insisted that Clarence should remain perfectly pa.s.sive while I did all the work, and I can a.s.sure the reader that I moved my b.u.t.tocks in fine style. The mirrors around us reflected our actions, and not only was I feeling gratified but, owing to their agency, I could see his weapon entering in and out of my coral crevice. It was a delicious sight and enhanced our pleasures tenfold--I was, however, so full of love's juices that I could hold back no longer.

"I am coming, dear Herbert," I exclaimed, "come at the same time that I do, darling--come--co--co--"

I could perceive that Herbert was responding to my invocation, for he suddenly heaved up his b.u.t.tocks and placing his two hands on my bottom he pressed me so closely to him that the hair surrounding our private parts was mingled in one ma.s.s together and I could feel his hot s.e.m.e.n rush into me, meeting my own discharge which I emitted most copiously.

Amy expressed herself as much gratified at witnessing our entrancing enjoyments as if she herself had been the recipient.

After half an hour's enjoyment of more wine, Herbert's erect weapon, which we had never ceased handling, showed us that he was again ready for combat. This time he devised a new mode for satisfying his desires.

He had been playing with my bubbies, admiring their whiteness, firmness, and volume. He pressed them closely together and remarked that the narrow channel thus made would just fit his instrument. He placed me half sitting on an ottoman and made me recline on my back on the divan. He then made Amy straddle my chest, her bottom just resting on the top of my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, her face turned towards me, thus presenting her delicious b.u.t.tocks to his gaze. He now stood between my thighs, his right knee coming in contact with my hairy mount. He then placed his instrument between my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and at the same time entered Amy's slit from behind. I squeezed my bubbies together and held his staff tight.

It was a curious position but it gave us all infinite enjoyment--for while he was satisfying Amy's greedy crevice with his pego, he was rubbing my c.l.i.toris with his knee--we all discharged together.

All these experiences in the field of Venus were not sufficient to quench our desires, so excited were we with the voluptuous surroundings. After a few minutes' rest, Amy proposed the next tableau.

She lay down lengthwise on the divan and made me lie on the top of her with my head between her thighs, by which position my mouth came in contact with her notch, while hers did the same with mine. As I supported myself on my knees my bottom was raised. She then directed Herbert to enter me from behind. No sooner was his staff embedded in my v.a.g.i.n.a than she commenced to t.i.tillate my c.l.i.toris with her tongue, while I performed the same office for her. I shall not attempt to describe my feelings during this delicious combat. Not only did I feel his soul-inspiring thrusts, but the t.i.tillations of her tongue almost sent me crazy with delight, to say nothing of the pleasure I experienced from biting and sucking her voluptuous c.l.i.toris. We all discharged sooner this time than we had done before.

We were now somewhat exhausted and sat down to a splendid collation and drank some delicious wines. After this was over we all reclined on the divan together.

"Herbert," said Amy, "while we are resting, tell us your love adventures--they must be very racy."

"Willingly, my love, but it is a long story and I am afraid of shocking your modesty for I shall be obliged to use plain language."

"I tell you what to do, Herbert," said I--"use French terms, that will be an excellent way of getting over the difficulty."

"A good idea, Kate--and I will follow it. When I want to speak of the throne of Venus I will use the word 'Con.' When I refer to man's organ I will say 'Vit'--the b.u.t.tocks I will call the 'Fesses' and 'Cul'

indiscriminately. I warn you beforehand, some phrases I shall express entirely in French as they cannot be translated without offending American ears. Besides which I love to speak of matters of which I believe you are ignorant; for I am free to confess there is no greater rake than myself."

We placed ourselves in listening posture, he with a hand placed over each of our mounts, he then commenced his history in the terms which will be found in the next chapter.

Chapter V

HERBERT CLARENCE'S HISTORY

"I was born at Temperanceville, a village in the interior of the state of New York. My father was a rich man, and the house in which we lived was a fine mansion, beautifully situated in the midst of a grove of trees. Up to the age of sixteen, nothing occurred worthy of note. Since the time I was eight years of age my father had employed a private tutor to instruct me--but he was a very easy man and allowed me to slight my lessons with impunity; the consequence was that at sixteen I was, comparatively speaking, ignorant. One day my father asked me to write a note for him, and when I handed it to him he was shocked at the numerous mistakes in orthography and composition, and forthwith decided that I must be sent to school. My tutor was dismissed and the very next week I was sent to a large boarding-school in Brooklyn, kept by a Mr.

Ames.

"I soon felt at home in my new position and liked the change very much, making rapid progress in my studies. I was one of the biggest boys in the school, and having, in more than one instance, proved my courage, I was spared much annoyance from the other boys, who although they might surpa.s.s me in learning were not my masters in fisticuffs.

"A year pa.s.sed in this manner, and during that period I almost recovered the time lost in my early education. I was a favorite, both with the boys and the princ.i.p.al of the school, and the days pa.s.sed very pleasantly until an event occurred which changed the entire tenor of my existence.

"I had often heard Mr. Ames speak of his daughter Cordelia, who was in France finis.h.i.+ng her education. During my second year at school she returned home and the following day I saw her for the first time in the garden attached to the house. At the moment I first beheld her, she was stooping down gathering flowers. This posture elevated her clothes behind and I saw a considerable portion of her beautiful legs, the sight of which for the first time inspired me with s.e.xual desire. I anxiously waited for her to turn around that I might see her face. In a few moments she did so and I was immediately struck with her beauty.

She was a brunette with dark glossy hair, intensely black eyes, regular features, luscious red lips, white teeth, a laughing expression on her countenance, ivory shoulders, rather short stature, broad hips, and a glorious figure. She detected my earnest gaze, but instead of being abashed at it, she merely smiled at me and pa.s.sed. I judged her to be about twenty years of age.

"I could not forget Cordelia's smile all that day. It haunted me wherever I went. I was too young to understand its real significance, but it was sufficient to cause an indefinable feeling to take possession of me. When I retired to bed that night (my father had insisted that I should have a room to myself), I noticed that the chamber adjoining mine, which had been shut up ever since I had been at school was now open and fitted up with new furniture. In answer to my inquiry I was told that the room was destined for Miss Cordelia; I felt pleased to think that I should have her for such a close neighbor, and I began to think we might become more intimately acquainted.

"About three nights after this, I retired to bed quite late--in fact, the whole house had already retired. When I came to Miss Cordelia's room, I was surprised to find the door half open and a brilliant light streaming from it. My curiosity was so much aroused that I peeped into the chamber. Great G.o.d! a sight met my eyes which took away my breath and riveted me to the floor.

"The beautiful Cornelia with nothing on but her chemise, was lying on a sofa; but this was not all. Her back was towards me and her sole garment was raised above her hips, revealing to me her lovely bottom, the back portion of a pair of the whitest thighs in the world, and the whole of her magnificently formed legs. In lying down she had a curious position which jutted out her b.u.t.tocks and allowed me to see between her fleshy thighs the luscious lips of her bijou shaded with black hair.

"I stood confounded for a moment but soon recovered myself, as the lovely creature appeared to be asleep. I determined to venture into the chamber that I might obtain a closer view of her concealed beauties; I cautiously glided into the chamber and found that she did not wake. I advanced close to her and, kneeling down behind her, examined at leisure the beautiful objects before my eyes. I can find no words to express her exquisite con. The two fleshy lips met close together, showing only a line of coral which curved from her bottom and was lost in a ma.s.s of black curly hair. Of course I was perfectly excited at this sight. And in spite of all prudent considerations, I could not resist bending my head down and imprinting a kiss on the object offered to my regard. She evidently felt the embrace, for a s.h.i.+ver ran through her body, but she did not open her eyes. I now grew more bold, and dividing the lips of her bijou with my tongue I sought the interior of her grotto and met at the entrance her stiffened c.l.i.toris, which I had no sooner touched than as if by instinct she pressed her bushy mount close to my face. I now moved my tongue slowly in and out of the luscious opening and she responded by heaves of her b.u.t.tocks, and in a few moments she poured down a flood of love's elixir. I rose to my feet and was about to withdraw when Cordelia opened her eyes and gazed on me, full in the face. I blushed all over with shame and was about to make a precipitate retreat, when the dear girl smiled on me and, seizing my hand, conveyed it to her splendid bubbies. I already read my pardon on her face, and clasping my arms around her, I pressed her frantically to my heart. I kissed her deliriously, gluing my lips to her, at the same time forcing my tongue into her mouth. She returned all my caresses.

"After toying in this manner a little while, I slipped her chemise off her shoulders and exposed her two semiglobes to my greedy gaze. What lovely objects! I kissed them, sucked the nipples, buried my face between them, stroked her belly and played with her hairy mount. She, too, was not unoccupied, for she had unb.u.t.toned my trousers and was caressing my staff with her hand, capping and uncapping its red head and with the other hand she tickled my t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es. In a broken voice she confessed to me that she had only pretended to be asleep during my manipulations of her charms; that she desired to enjoy me as much as I did her, and she begged me at once to satisfy her longings. I was all primed and loaded for the combat, and kneeling on the floor I drew her towards me; she stooped down and with her own hand guided my instrument into her salacious notch. I felt it tearing up her v.a.g.i.n.a, and in a moment our conjunction was complete.

"She now commenced to move her bottom rapidly on my staff, while I, with my arms clasped round her handsome body, pressed her towards me in such a manner that her snowy b.r.e.a.s.t.s beat against my face. I took one of her rosy nipples in my mouth, and while she was pumping up my spermatic treasures, I sucked and t.i.tillated the cunning little strawberry top of her alabaster globes. Nor was this all, for I lowered one of my hands and tickled her bottom--sometimes gently slapping her fleshy cus.h.i.+ons, at others forcing a finger in _le trou de son cul_.

When she felt this last operation she could no longer withhold her emission, but throwing her arms round my neck she discharged profusely at the same moment that I anointed her v.a.g.i.n.a and thighs with my love juices.

"I enjoyed her three times before leaving her. We came to a very good understanding together, and it was decided that I should visit her again the next evening when everybody had retired to bed. I slept soundly that night and rose the next morning extremely happy, for I was cheered up by the thoughts of the joys I was about to experience.

"I stole into her chamber at the time agreed upon and found her already in bed. I undressed myself as quickly as possible and placed the lighted candle at the foot of the bed. I then laid down by her side.

During this proceeding, Cordelia pretended to be asleep. I placed my hand on her delicious bubbies, and throwing down the sheet, kissed them; she then opened her eyes and smiled sweetly upon me. I placed my hand over her night dress and raised it gently until I reached her pretty con. I played with the hair of her mount and inserted a finger into her warm v.a.g.i.n.a. While I was doing this I kissed her lips and my tongue met hers. I then felt her bottom and thighs, roving from one to the other. All these touchings excited us both to the highest pitch. I suddenly threw off all the covering of the bed and by the aid of the candle examined all her charms. Cordelia made no resistance whatever, but grasping my stiff rod in her hand, commenced to move the foreskin backwards and forwards. I kissed her on the eyes and mouth, and addressed the most endearing epithets to her. She was almost crazy with delirious delight.

"'Come, darling,' she exclaimed, 'put it into me or I shall die.'

"I immediately rolled on top of her and in a moment I had pierced her to the very quick. A few rapid motions and I had inundated the mouth of her womb with a flood of boiling sperm.

"It would take me too long to relate all the different ways in which I enjoyed the beautiful Cordelia. Sometimes I lay on top of her--at others she lay on top of me. Sometimes I did it sideways--sometimes I did it kneeling, sometimes before and sometimes behind. Sometimes when I was in a hurry and met her in a retired place, I would place her on a trunk, a chair, a mattress, and achieve the results in the most extraordinary position. More than once I made her stoop forward with her head and hands resting on a trunk, and throwing her petticoats over her head from behind, I would regale myself by the sight of her delicious white cul, with her delicate con peeping between her white thighs, and releasing my member from its ordinary place of concealment, I would force it to the very hilt into her body, her beautiful bottom just fitting the hollow of my thighs.

"One night I stripped her entirely naked as well as myself. I then strewed a large quant.i.ty of roses on the floor and made her pick them up naked as she was, all the time watching her by the light of the lamp; the different postures she a.s.sumed were delicious to contemplate.

I then rubbed some essence of jasmine on her polished skin and applied some on my own body. We threw ourselves on the bed and a.s.sumed a hundred different positions. At last I caused her to kneel before me, and handled at will her belly, her thighs, her bubbies, and at last, though not the least delicious, her con, pressing the two lips together, playing with the hair on her mount, t.i.tillating her c.l.i.toris and exploring the innermost recesses of her v.a.g.i.n.a. She appeared to enjoy all these follies as much as myself. I then made her incline forward on her hands and knees and mounted on her back. I maintained this position some little time, then I brought my member down between her two fleshy b.u.t.tocks, and knocked at the trou de son cul. I did not, however, enter there, but opening the lips of the legitimate pa.s.sage with my two fingers I inserted my dart into her ruby sheath, and a few in and out motions soon brought down a shower of bliss.

"We now rose up, and naked as we were, sat down near the fire. I produced a bottle of cordial with which I had provided myself, and the fire of desire soon burned in our eyes again. We kissed each other over and over; at last I took her by the arm and drew her from her seat in a standing posture and tried to enter her while in this position, but I could not accomplish it. She was so excited that she seized my member in her hand and, dragging me to the bed, fell on her back, pulled me on top of her and guided my instrument into her salacious slit. The bed creaked with our motions, but I paid no attention to it and drove into her delicious body with all my might--she returning heave for heave. We both soon discharged copiously.

"We rested an hour, and then I inclined her with her belly on the bed.

By this means her beautiful _cul_ was completely exposed to my attack.

In the first place, I put my instrument between her b.u.t.tocks and moved it backwards and forwards in this position. I do not know how it was, but the head of my engine struck against _le trou de son cul_. The contact evidently t.i.tillated her, for she wiggled her bottom and begged me '_l'enculer_.' Without any further ceremony I moistened the head of my instrument and, separating the two cheeks of her _fesses_, I forced my vit into the narrow pa.s.sage. She aided me by every means in her power, raising her b.u.t.tocks to meet my attack. In a moment I was plunged _au fond de son cul_.

"How delicious it was. How tightly was my engine grasped by the narrow sheath. I pa.s.sed my hand around her belly, and put one of my fingers into her _con_, t.i.tillating the lips of this seat of happiness.

Cordelia was beyond herself; she lay palpitating on her belly and her whole body was in agitation; every thrust that I gave from behind caused my fingers to be buried deeply into her sensitive quiver, and the cheeks of her bottom trembled with the shock. Her sensitive v.a.g.i.n.a contracted and she discharged before me, but when I felt my fingers moistened, I withdrew them from their warm nest and, seizing her by her hips, pushed my member for the last time into the narrow path, and she drew from me the liquor of love in such great profusion that when I withdrew my lance from its asylum the white cus.h.i.+ons of her b.u.t.tocks were inundated with my mettle.

"When all was over, I a.s.sisted her to rise and we were satisfied for the time, for our scene had been a prolonged one. I left her after a.s.suring her of my devotion.

"At last the time came for me to leave school and I lost sight of the beautiful Cordelia. When I returned home I was quite a young man and my experience with my preceptor's daughter had lighted such a fire in me that I was soon looking about for a means to gratify my pa.s.sion. I determined that Margaret Murdock should be the next to receive my embraces and I began immediately to lay my plans for the purpose of effecting that object.

"Margaret was the daughter of a widow lady who resided in the village.