However, before she climbed upon his waiting cock, Lizzie rolled over towards me and squeezed my prick, pressing it first against her titties and then against her cheeks before she jammed down my foreskin and took the uncapped helmet between her lips, swirling her wet tongue all over the smooth surface as it began to swell menacingly in her mouth. Then she suddenly thrust the whole shaft down her throat and under the delightful stimulation of her exquisite palating my cock was also soon proudly erect. 'Ah, Henry,' she gasped, easing my knob from her mouth. 'Now we can begin your next lesson – I want you to fuck my bottom whilst I ride George's stiff-stander. But first you must dab some pomade on your shaft. You'll find some in a little jar on my dressing-table. 'Then come straight back here and stick your cock up my bum!' she added, with a wickedly voluptuous expression on her face. Obediently I scuttled over to the dressing table and liberally anointed my pulsating prick with the greasy ointment. When I had finished, I scrambled up behind Lizzie who had straddled George and who was now lowering her juicy crack down on to his quivering cock until she was sitting flat upon the tops of his thighs with every inch of his throbbing tool ensconced inside her love box. She rocked to and fro and, on every stroke, she thrust herself forwards as far as possible and pushed out her backside so that I was given an inviting bird's eye view of her wrinkled, little rear dimple. I took my cock in my hand and carefully positioned it in the crevice between her rolling bum cheeks which I parted wide so that her arse-hole would be fully opened to my prick's impending attack. Then I manoeuvred my knob into position. I hesitated as my cock seemed too big for Lizzie's back-passage, but Lizzie sensed my apprehension and gasped out: 'Go on, Henry, if it hurts I'll call out and you can pull back.' Ever obedient, I followed her command and shoved my cock slowly and steadily forward. Lizzie grunted as I pressed my knob inside her bum-hole, but the whimper changed to a moan of delight as my prick stretched her anus and slid inside her until her bum cheeks were pressing against my belly. She writhed and twisted so much that she found it difficult to keep George's cock inside her cunt, but she managed to so do and I could feel his prick rubbing against my own with only the thin divisional membrane running between us. This kindled such arousing passions that we both spent almost at once, deluging Lizzie's cunt and arse and spurting frothy spunk over each other's balls with every thrust. We were both now hors de combat, and when Polly skipped back into the room, she looked most disappointed to see the state of our limp, dangling cocks.
'Goodness gracious, Lizzie, what have you done to these poor lads' pricks?' she exclaimed. She flicked my friend's shrivelled shaft with her finger. 'George, I rather fancied sucking your cock. I'm sure you would find it a most enjoyable experience.' George's face flushed with delight as he gasped: 'Oh, I know I would love it, Polly.
No-one has ever gobbled my prick before and I'd be awfully grateful if you would be the first to do so.' 'But neither of your cocks are yet ready for such a fray,' observed Lizzie as she let her fingertips stroke a passage through George's flaxen, pubic hair. 'However, this brings us neatly to your third lesson, which is how to please a lady when your equipment has been exhausted from your previous efforts – or indeed when your member refuses to obey your command. 'You may have discovered that sometimes your cock appears to possess a will of its own. At your age, you have probably found out that your shafts stiffen for no apparent reason and when you are older, you may also find that it occasionally refuses to rise to attention when you have every reason to want it to do so. Do believe me, boys, even the greatest lovers have suffered from stage fright at one time or another in their careers.' 'What should we do when that happens?' I enquired. Lizzie smiled at me. 'Well, there are still ways you can please a lady even if your cock is temporarily out of action.
Henry, you watched me bring off Polly with my mouth. Why don't you see if you can do the same to me?' Now of course, I had never performed cunnilingus although I had studied the practice of 'muff-diving' in the pages of The Oyster. Frankly, the idea of licking Lizzie's cunt did not appeal to me at first, but I thought that it would be most churlish to refuse such a request from our instructress.
So, I disguised my true feelings and said it would give me the greatest pleasure to try. I hauled myself on to my knees and then slid down upon my belly between her open legs so that my face was only inches away from her pussey. At last year's Boxing Day party at Bacon Lodge, after the ladies had left the dining room, I had overheard my Uncle Robert chortle to one of his cronies: 'Like nipples, like clitty, old boy!' And Lizzie proved the truth of this adage, for her tawny, elongated nipples were matched by the size of her stiff clitty.
For the first time in my life, I inhaled the aromatic smell of cuntal odour which I found far from displeasing. I kissed Lizzie's pungent pussey and worked my face into the cleft between her thighs.
'Good boy, nibble my clitty,' she breathed. I placed my lips over the tender bud and sucked it into my mouth. The tip of my tongue explored it from all directions and when I nipped at it lightly with my teeth, I could feel it swell even larger while her thighs now wriggled against the sides of my head. My tongue flashed unerringly around her damp pubic bush and the folds of her pussey opened wide as she lifted her bottom to enable me to slide my tongue through the pink lips. I licked between the grooves of Lizzie's quim in long, thrusting strokes and her cunt now started to gush with love juice. Each time I tongued her, Lizzie's clitty twitched and I now slipped my forefinger inside her juicy honeypot. 'Ohhh! Ohhh!
Ohhh!' she panted and I worked my tongue till my jaw ached whilst at the same time I frigged her cunney with three fingers. Finally, her lovely body began to tremble violently and a veritable fountain of cuntal juice splashed all over my face. My own cock was thickening and on lifting my head I saw George and Polly embrace. Then Polly slipped her hand down to squeeze George's now rigid, blue-veined truncheon and whispered: 'Close your eyes and relax, my dear, whilst I suck your succulent todger until the spunk boils up in your balls and comes gushing out of your knob!' She slid down on to her knees, and with her left hand sliding up and down his smooth, hairless chest and the ringers of her right hand gripped tightly around his rock-hard rammer, Polly opened her mouth wide and eased his uncapped knob between her lips. Then she moved her free hand downwards to smooth her palm against one of his bum cheeks whilst with the other she massaged his hairy ballsack. Polly sucked on the throbbing, young cock that was jammed inside her mouth in long, squelchy bursts, varying the exquisite rhythm every so often by occasionally taking out George's cock and planting a series of wet butterfly kisses on his ruby helmet.
Then she licked all over his straining shaft, and for a moment or two, she took each of his balls into her mouth and lightly washed them over with her tongue. George's body went rigid and his eyes tightened as he gasped: 'My God! I'm going to spend!' His lithe body bucked to and fro as he spouted into Polly's mouth and his copious spunk dribbled out of her lips and on to her chin as she sucked and swallowed as much of his ejaculation as she could manage. George lolled back panting with exhaustion as Polly licked the remaining drops of his jism off her lips and remarked: 'Yum, yum, I do love the tangy taste of masculine seed, don't you, Lizzie?' 'Very much so,' replied our mentor. 'And yet there are some girls who prefer to spit it out at the climax and there are even those who have never sampled the delights of sucking a thick, throbbing cock.' 'Oh, I do love sucking pricks,' exclaimed Polly warmly. 'I would love to suck for much longer during a fuck but unfortunately none of the men I have ever had can hold back for more than about five minutes. Mind, it's so exciting when a boy's cock starts to quiver and his spunk squirts out of his prick and shoots down my throat, especially when it doesn't taste too salty like George's seed.' Lizzie nodded her head in agreement. 'Yes, I enjoy that too, though sometimes I stop sucking before the lad ejaculates so that his cock is as hard as a rock before I slip it into my cunt.' These lascivious thoughts so fired the delicious girl that she gave me an encouraging kiss on the lips and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs wide open to expose her glossy, dark fleece and her pink cunney lips which visibly protruded through the thick mass of pussey hair. Naturally, my cock stiffened at the sight of her delicious quim. I knelt in front of Lizzie and I pushed her legs even further apart, trailing my hand through her hirsute thatch until I found her fleshy, little clitoris and she gasped with joy as I slid my fingers around it. 'You clever boy!