The way to enjoy life is to be free with everyone who treats you well and pays you well.
'"There are two more of us in this house; we find it convenient to live with Mrs Simpson, for she is respectable, takes good care of us, manages all our business and on the whole treats us fairly and well. We all like her, and call her mother, though none of us are really related to her.
'"You will only be with us for a day or two, but my desire is, don't make yourself singular; enjoy life while you can, and depend upon it. Lord Ferrars won't think the worse of you. He knows this house and the company one may expect to meet in it, for he has been often here himself; and more than once, I have had him for a whole night in my arms, and I can tell you, he was not idle there — now, what do you say to that? — so make your mind easy on his account. Most of the gentlemen about town keep mistresses, and more than that, many of them like, now and then, to exchange with one another for the sake of variety." 'This extraordinary revelation took me aback. An uneasy sensation crept over me as I, for the first time, realised my position. I threw myself on the bed and sobbed aloud.
'Anna seemed to pity me; she put her arms round me and whispered in my ear: 'Don't fret, Fanny, you are a sweet girl — these things are perhaps strange to you, but nobody will harm you; you can do just as you please while you are here.
'Lord Ferrars warned us to treat you with every consideration, and to make you as happy as we could. He is very fond of you — so dry your tears, and come with me, I will show you some funny scenes that will amuse you and drive away those melancholy thoughts.
'"We have a habit here of bringing our gentlemen visitors to our own rooms where we can have them all to ourselves. But Mrs Simpson has made spying places for viewing all that passes in each apartment. We all know this very well, and none of us minds having prying eyes watching us as we sport with our lovers, exposing our cunts and turning up our bottoms. In fact, I enjoy a good fuck ten times as well when I know that there are wistful eyes watching how I heave my rump, and hold my man as he works up and down, driving his prick into my cunt."
But perhaps, dear Queenie, I am only boring you with this long recital, and you don't care to hear a description of what Anna brought me to see.'
'On the contrary, I am deeply interested, in fact, you are giving me such pleasure, darling Frances, that my cunt is just on the flow, and if you care for a suck, now's your time.'
'Here I am, then, dearest Queenie, draw up your legs and let me get my hands under your bottom, so that I can push my mouth well in between the moist lips of your quim.'
As she buried her face between my drawn-up thighs, I so managed that her beautiful arse should be in full view of the aperture in the concealed door. This opening though large was covered by a tall mirror, which could be moved on a sliding frame. As I looked toward it I saw that the glass was being noiselessly pushed to one side, until there was space enough for a large prick with a glowing head to be projected in. it was my husband's prick, but held in the hands of Lord Ferrars.
They told me afterward, that having taken off their coats and waistcoats on account of the heat, they both stood close together intently watching us through the aperture; that the full exposure of our cunts and bottoms, and above all our wanton talk, had excited them in the highest degree and, as they pressed together, their pricks became so ungovernable that they had to unfasten their trousers; that Lord Ferrars' hands found their way round him in front of Dick where they naturally encountered and took hold of his prick; that as he pressed against his naked bottom, while gazing over his shoulder at the exciting scene in the bathroom, his lordship’s prick struggled hard to find a lodgement. What happened after that, I cannot say but I fancy he succeeded.
Meanwhile, Frances in the most randy manner wriggled her arse as she drew from me the soft effusion; and at the same instant, I observed a gush of milky fluid spurt from the summit of my husband's pleasure tube, while Lord Ferrars gave a suppressed grunt of satisfaction and delight.
The looking glass was then moved back nearly to its place, and Frances and I settled ourselves on the sofa. I made her lean back with her cunt and bottom well in view; and she put her hand on my cunt as she continued her story.
'Anna first brought me to a closet adjoining a room which she told me was occupied by a girl named Ellen, who was considered the beauty of their party; that a short time before my arrival, her favourite lover, the rich old Marquis of L-, had come to pay her a visit, and had been taken as usual to her room, so we might expect to see them together.
'The peep-hole was over a couch, so that parties could recline as they watched what was going on in the room. Anna and I lay along the couch and she told me to look through; meanwhile, she raised my dress behind that she might rub her belly and cunt against my bottom.'
Here, I could not help smiling as I thought how funny it was that the very same dodge which Frances described was now being practised with regard to herself. She observed the smile, but thought it was caused by what she was doing in my cunt; so giving my clitoris an extra squeeze, she went on.
'Looking in, I perceived that Ellen, with the exception of her silk stockings and laced sandals, was perfectly naked. Her black hair was down and streamed over her polished shoulders; and her beautiful bottom, under which I could just perceive the pouting lips of her cunt, was turned toward me as she stooped forward in the act of sponging with water the languid tool of the most noble marquis who was seated astride a bidet.
'Then she carefully wiped it, and when he stood up, she remained on her knees that she might hold it to her mouth. She first rubbed its read about her face and over her eyes, then she took as much as she could into her mouth while she worked his balls with one hand and tickled his bottom with the other.
'Meantime, Anna got her hand on my cunt, and pressed me into her as she kept rubbing her mouth against my bottom.
'"What are they doing? Tell me everything you see," she whispered, still frigging my clitoris and pounding my bottom.
'"She is petting the prick of the old Marquis, and trying to put some life into it, but I doubt if she will succeed." '"She will, for she is quite adept at that kind of work; she is famous for it and that's why he goes to her. How is she getting on, and what is the prick like now?" '"It has grown much bigger and stronger. She has taken it out of her mouth and is frigging it with her hands. Now they are going to the bed.
There, she has thrown herself on her back and is spreading her thighs before him as he pushes a pillow under her bottom."
Then, we heard her saying: "Now, my lord, here's my cunt, I will hold it open that you may see how red it is inside; and here's my bottom-hole, round and tight; you can have your choice. You prefer the cunt. I think you are wise. Put some spittle on the head of your prick, it will go in easier — now, push — drive it in. Fuck, fuck, my lord," and to stimulate him more, she continued saying with increasing emphasis: "Prick, cunt, arse, fuck, piss, fuck." To which end, his lordship responded by various grunts and moans: "Oh — eh — oh — lift your arse — pinch my prick in your cunt, eh — oh." 'Anna's movements now become very energetic. She banged herself against my bottom. She worked her finger in and out of my cunt, and muttered, "O — eugh! If it were a pri-i-c-k!' spinning out the word prick, 'to fuck your cu-n-t; or perhaps you would like it here,' inserting another finger in my bottom-hole, 'to fuck — fuck — fuck your arse; or, best of all, to have both together — two pricks fucking arse and cunt at one ant the same time."
'"Oh! Anna! You are sending me mad! There — that will do, you have made me spend twice already.'
'"So I perceive — you have given down a lot. You are the very devil at spending and your little cunt is all in a glow. We may leave this, however, there will be nothing more to see here, at least for the present.