Fanny brought back a note hastily penned, and commented to us that Molly’s mother, the voluptuously opulent Lady Betty Bashe, had gone to Hastings to take the baths in the company of a mature gentleman friend, so that Miss Molly would be quite free to accept my gracious invitation.
Alice then had Fanny take a carriage to Marion’s dwelling and invite her sister to take part in the frolics which were scheduled for this late afternoon. Marion returned in the same carriage, and both sisters fell into each other’s arms, blushing and kissing as if they were the dearest of friends.
So the stage was set. I wore only my dressing gown and slippers, while Alice and Fanny and Marion hid themselves in my bedroom to await our guests.
At the appointed hour, Molly and Julia appeared at my door and were ushered in most ceremoniously. Julia Denton blushed violently as I took her hand and kissed it; and then Molly, slipping an arm around her friend’s waist, giggled, “Oh Jack, you don’t know how long I’ve waited to see you again. It’s been like an eternity since that last wonderful afternoon! And my darling Julia feels the same way, don’t you, pet?”
Julia blushed and nodded, and I saw her extend a hand to sweet Molly, who squeezed it lovingly while the two young beauties sent each other a glance that could not have been described as other than amorous. My risibilities were greatly tickled, believe me! Yes, it was true! In the Snuggery I had apparently wakened the lascivious appetites of both these fair damsels, so that in the interim between that memorable visit they had both paid me and this hour, they had found consolation in each other, played the delicious games of Lesbos so dear to Bilitis and to the high priestess Sappho!
“Do you know, sir, that I have received a letter from Arthur and that the rogue has taken himself a bride in India?” Molly advised me. “I am quite cured of him, sir, thanks to you. Oh it is a pity, though, that you are wed now, for Julia and I both wish you could have made a choice between us!”
“You greedy little minx,” I smilingly chided her, “I thought you had been cured of husband-hunting in my direction when your mother and you first visited my Snuggery. But since I am beyond your grasp, all that I can do is seek out my eligible friends and refer them to you both as candidates for wedlock, and bedlock too!”
They shamelessly stood side by side, each with an arm around the other’s waist, casting each other cloying glances. If that was the case, I told myself with amusement, they would surely not be averse to the attentions which my spouse, her maid, and her sister longed to pay them.
After some more meaningless conversation and glass or two of sherry, I finally led them both into the Snuggery.
“Oh, are you going to tie us both up and be wicked to us?” Molly giggled.
“This time, I rather think,” I said, “I shall tie you both down, but it is not I who shall be wicked.”
At this cue, the door of the Snuggery, which I had purposely left ajar, was flung open, and in strode Marion and Alice and Fanny.
Molly uttered a cry of alarm and turned to me, “Oh, Mr. Jack, you have betrayed us! Have you not said your wife was in the country?”
“It is true that I did, but you see she must have returned,” I laughingly retorted. Then to my sister-in-law and my wife and her luscious maid I called, “I cede to you the scene of action, fair ladies, though my services are at your disposal.”
Alice and Fanny fell upon Miss Molly Bashe and dragged her struggling and squealing over to the settee-couch, and in a trice had her spread-eagled on her back and held down by the ingenious pinions with which that piece of furniture was equipped. Marion meanwhile had advanced upon Julia Denton, who actually tried to defend herself by hair-pulling and kicking, but Marion was much too wily and agile for the young lady. Moreover, I came to the rescue to equalize matters.
Since Julia Denton had fared so well in an upright pose in the Snuggery, we repeated it; in a few moments, her wrists dragged up by the pulley by ropes, her ankles fixed widely apart by means of cords tightened round them which in turn fixed to floor rings, she found herself being consummately stripped by Marion while I stood on with sparkling eyes, enjoying the scene of these two delicious friends about to attest their friendship in the most elemental way.
Julia Denton was reduced to her drawers, stockings and garters, her pumps being slipped off her feet by Marion, who pinched her toes wickedly and promised her an exacting afternoon. Fanny and Alice meanwhile, using scissors, had shorn off Molly Bashe’s garments until the opulent young brunette squealingly and tearfully found herself reduced to just her vest and stockings and shoes, naked from the midriff down the middle of her ivory thighs.
Alice turned to me with sparkling eyes and exclaimed, “You may do what you wish to Miss Denton, sir, but Molly is to be mine and Fanny’s!”
“Oh, save me, Mr. Jack, don’t let them have me, I want you!” Molly squealed.
“Do you now, darling?” Alice slyly purred. “But you can’t have him, you vixen! I have him by law, and I shall have him by right of possession, too. However, I would not have you visit here without some little gratification for that naughty burning pussy of yours, my girl, so Fanny and I will give you all that you can ask for, and something more, too!”
Whereupon Alice and Fanny took feathers and began to tickle Molly’s titties and cunt, till the squealing brunette nearly had a paroxysm. Her vest unbuttoned to expose the swollen, darkened tips of her nipples, her face twisted and anguished, her body jerking and spasming as the feathery fronds passed over the lips of her plump cunny and exacerbated the tender buds of her bosom, she was inexorably drawn toward a climax which lacked for her, perhaps, the vigorous penetration which only the male rod can inflict, but which for Fanny and Alice constituted a most delicious entertainment.
Meanwhile Marion and I were amusing ourselves with Julia Denton. Marion threatened her with a good smacking for being such a naughty wanton. “It’s not, my girl, that I find your desire for Mr. Jack unseemly,” she harangued the victim, “but to flaunt yourself with that Miss Molly in the most simpering way, and to announce to him so shamelessly that the two of you have an amour between you, is most libidinous. Since it is that way, Miss Denton, I shall do my best to chastise you for you naughtiness.”
She pulled Julia Denton’s drawers down as far as they would go, since her legs were hugely straddled, and then finally cut them off altogether with the shears. All three of these delectable ladies of my household wore only a peignoir and slippers, and now Marion doffed her robe and stood in all her olive-skinned tall statuesque nakedness. Julia Denton turned scarlet and closed her eyes. But my sister-in-law stepped close to her, cupped Julia’s titties with her slim hands and began to grind her pussy amorously against Miss Denton’s mount of Venus, whilst calling to me, “Jack, give her a fine sound thrashing, so she will make love to me!”
I needed no second invitation. I used the palm of my right hand to spank lovely Miss Julia Denton’s backside as I might a child’s, and her cries and sobs and wriggling twists and lunges made Marion’s avowal all the more telling. Soon I could see, judging from Miss Denton’s gasps and the spasmodic squirmings of her hips and loins, that she was responding to Marion’s tribadistic overtures and completely forgetting the real reason she had come to call upon me this day!
Meanwhile, over on the settee-couch, Alice had flung herself down atop Miss Molly, emulating her sister with Julia Denton, while under the threat of a good whipping forcing the distracted Molly Bashe to service sweet Fanny with her lips and tongue, Fanny kneeling astride the brunette’s flushed and contorted face.
Molly was not let up from the couch until Fanny also had tribadistically made love to her while Molly in turn gamahuched sweet Alice. And then it was Marion who went behind Julia Denton while I took over in front and at last gratified the panting and moaning brunette with the staff of life in whose quest she had come to this adventure.