Dropping my dressing-gown. I was there in a moment. One hand pulled back my Mamma's fingers as the other presented the head of His Randiness to the wrinkled, brown bum hole of Miss Mary, which was fairly lubricated by the finger-frigging it had had, and got the head of my prick really lodged within the tight entrance before the girl was aware of what was happening.
Mamma realised the situation at once, as with a suppressed ejaculation of "Ah, rogue, push it all into her," she grasped poor Mary firmly round her waist, so she could not get away from me.
"Oh, Lord, what's that? How big it is. Ah, no, no, you shan't, Mr.
Percy. Oh, Madame, pray don't let him do that to me," she almost screamed as she found out who it was and what I was at; but all her efforts to frustrate me were useless, as I held on tightly to her buttocks with booth hands pulling her towards me, as my prick shoved his way gradually in, till I accomplished the ravishing of her second maidenhead. The state of extreme lubricity in which I had surprised her made my conquest easier than it might otherwise have been, and now I was in she soon began to get still more excited, and Mamma had no further occasion to hold her so tightly, and busied herself by kissing and caressing my balls as they banged against the girl's bottom at every stroke. The liqueur I had taken had the effect of making me desperately stiff, although it did not hasten the climax, which to our mutual enjoyment was some time in coming off, and words fail me to describe the erotic ardour of this bottom-fuck; I ground my teeth like any one in a rage every time I plunged into that burning back passage of hers, and she seemed beside herself with emotion, squealing and sobbing from excessive pleasure, till at last my spunk squirted right up to her vitals, and I knew she also experienced the very acme of bliss, although it seemed to have been one long continued spend with her and my mother.
After enjoying the compressions of that delicious arsehole for a few minutes I withdrew with difficulty. My priapism continued so violent, and prick was so enormously distended that when at last it came out there was a flop like the drawing of a very tight cork.
Mamma seized my member and sucked it clean in her mouth, but finding there was not the least relaxation of stiffness wished also to have it in her bottom.
Mary could hardly yet believe that my now enormous tool had really been up her back entrance, so she wished to see the operation performed, and getting off Mamma, made her kneel up dog-fashion and taking her old friend in her hand, presented its head to my mother's bottom, as I mounted behind. It was not a virgin like Mary's and was well stretched by previous insertions of her husband's and other pricks; still my priapism continued so strong on me, and my affair was so enlarged, it was no very easy matter to shove past her tight sphincter muscle, which gripped the head of my prick and made further progress hard to achieve.
The idea of fucking my own mother's bottom increased my ardour, I felt actually stronger than ever, and should have liked to get in balls and all; her buttocks were pushed out to facilitate my efforts, and getting past that muscular obstruction, my cock glided in to the roots of my sprouting hair; what a luscious feeling that was; Mary was handling my balls most lovingly, as she feared they might be lost inside, and I could feel her kissing my rump.
"Now it's all in. Fuck me well, Percy, my love! don't forget it's your own mother who gives all to her dear boy. Make it last as long as possible. Frig my cunt, Mary-put in two fingers. Now go on, but not too fast at first-gentle strokes bring the greatest pleasure, till at length we go crescendo. Oh, you do it so nicely, my love, my own boy!
Isn't he a darling, Mary? He shall fuck you, my love, as often as he likes; only I must have my boy when I want him."
"Darling Mamma-my own mother. Do I do it nicely?" as my cock pushed slowly and gently in and out of that delicious bottom, which closed so tightly on my enraptured tool, feeling as hot as a fresh poultice; the grip on the sphincter muscle and the heat inside combining to produce the most voluptuous sensations.
I got beside myself with the erotic intensity of pleasure, and soon began a rather furious pushing; each drive increased my ardour, making her wriggle and squirm her buttocks about so that had I not got a firm grasp with my hands I should have lost my position. Mary's fingers frigged her rapidly as well, and she managed with her other hand to caress my testicles, and every now and then grasped the root of my prick, drawing back the skin of the foreskin, so that each plunge gave me the most intense delight, the head and shoulders of my prick being so well bared, I felt the contraction of her anus in the most exquisite degree.
My priapsim was too violent for me to spend quickly, so this was a most delicious drawn out bottom-fuck, which seemed never ending to me, and I could feel dear Mary's fingers well up her cunt, as only the thin membrane was between them and my burning tool.
Sometimes she withdrew her fingers, all dripping with my mother's copious emissions, and tried to insert them by the side of my prick in the maternal arse-hole, but only succeeded in getting one up alongside of Mr. Pego; this was a lovely idea and tended even more to excite me.
"Spend, mother darling. Shove your bottom out to meet every poke I give you, I shall come soon now!" I almost shouted in my savage delight.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! — Ah, this is Fucking. It's come! Don't you feel it shoot up you, dearest mother? Oh, oh, I'm done now!" as I fell exhausted and rolled by her side on the bed.
She drew my face to hers between her two hands-laughing, sobbing, and crying from the excess of her feelings. "My boy, my own Percy, how you did fuck me, you dear," smothering me with a profusion of the most loving hot kisses, whilst Mary, also carried away by the scene in which she had participated, took possession of my still stiff machine and sucked it till she had extracted every drop that still oozed from it.
We had been nearly an hour over these two bouts of bottom-fucking, and now felt so done up we fell asleep in a confused heap of disorder, uncovered as we lay and our parts reeking with the overflow of so much spending.
It was long past mid-day when I opened my eyes again on the scene, Mary was gone, but darling Mamma was ardently examining my manly cock, feeling how stiff it was still, and gently frigging it with the softest possible up and down motion of her delicate hand, covering and uncovering the ruby-coloured head as her hand moved the skin.
"Let me feel your lovely cunt, my own mother's cunt," as I got my fingers between the pouting lips of her vermilion slit, working them gently so as gradually to again rouse all the lubricity of her nature.
Within a couple of minutes a flood of sperm rewarded my efforts to please her, and she gasped in ecstasy: "What a boy you are! There is such a magnetism in your touch, I came directly. In fact, the idea of possessing you, my lovely boy, makes me spend continuously. I even kept coming in the short sleep I have just had, and when I awoke your precious prick was still standing hard in my hand; you don't come often, and I am rather afraid of injuring you, my pet! but I must have it once more; once more feel this fleshy jewel probing up towards my very heart. Lie still on your back and take it as easy as you can: I will do all the work."
Saying which she rolled me over, then kneeling across me, took my inflamed prick, now as hard as ivory, and placing the head to her longing notch, slowly settled her body down upon it as it gradually slipped in, and seemed to fill and distend even her well-used cunt-used as it had been to take in the manly affairs of husband, brother, or others.
"You dear boy, how your grand, young prick fills your mother. To think my boy is such a splendid fellow! What a fucker you will be!" she said laying herself over me and kissing my lips rapturously, but never for a moment allowing her glorious cunt to lose hold of my cock. Sitting up again, she slowly raised her buttocks up and down, so as to let me feel each insertion, nipping me so tightly that the folds of her vagina turned back the foreskin each time she came down on me. This fired me so I could not keep still, but grasping her round the hips, I bucked up to meet each downward motion, sending my delighted tool chock up to the entrance of her womb. Now and again she settled down on me in the closest possible conjunction and treated my prick to the most enjoyable contractions on the very head of my bursting engine, till at length quite a sudden paroxysm made me eject right into her womb as she imparted to me a most singular quivering sensation, the sure indication to both of us of a real impregnation.