'I squirmed and giggled with delight as she found my swollen clitty and playfully nibbled it until I thought I would explode. But, just as I was about to spend, Kitty lifted herself up and, with the swiftness and grace of a gazelle, she twisted herself round and lowered her own pussey on to my face. I thrust my tongue into her rosy chink and we licked each other out in perfect unison until we reached gigantic peaks of orgasmic lust and spent profusely in each other's mouths. 'We lay entwined together on the bed and I closed my eyes and fell into a light sleep. However, I purred like a kitten when I felt Kitty's tongue sliding for a third time into my cunt, lewdly lapping all around the edges before thrusting it all the way in. I closed my eyes and let myself dissolve into a glorious feeling of lubricity as her tongue teased my clitty with long, rasping licks.
'I relaxed and tightened my thighs around her head, but then my eyes fluttered open when I heard a familiar voice say: “Please move over, Kitty, and let me fuck this sweet girl with my new toy.” 'I gasped in astonishment as I saw none other than Countess Olga Petroff standing over us. She was stark naked and I could not but admire the superb jutting spheres of her breasts, which though smaller than mine, were tipped with large, dusky, coral nipples. Her pubic bush was of a thick, curly fleece but her pussey was partly hidden by a leather belt she was wearing around her waist. At the front it had attached to it a polished, black mahogany object, shaped exactly like a giant, erect cock. '“Laura, you will let me fuck you, my dear girl?” begged the Countess. 'I promise you that you'll enjoy it more than any rough male affair.” 'I had never heard of a strap-on member, although I have since read about such instruments in a book by Doctor Lewis, which I have discovered. I was curious to know if it could provide anything like the satisfaction afforded by a sturdy, stiff prick, yet at the same time, I was slightly hesitant about the idea of being poked by another woman in this fashion. 'Kitty sensed my apprehension and assured me that I had nothing to fear, saying: “This particular ladies' comforter was fashioned from a cast made from the cock of General Goldstone of the West Oxfordshire Regiment, one of the best endowed men in the entire British Army. I have heard it said that several rich ladies possess copies of this noted military prick, carved in ivory at a famous manufactory in Paris.” 'Very well then, I'll give it a try,' I said as the Countess climbed on top of me and I spread my legs to enable her to insert her the tip of the penis between my pussey lips. She parted the lips of my pussey with her fingers and slid an inch or so of the wooden cock which was certainly far from unpleasant! I wrapped my legs around her waist and locked my ankles together as she leaned backwards and forwards, making the imitation prick slide in and out of my juicy love channel. I gurgled with pleasure and urged the Countess on. It took her only a little while to get the right rhythm and, once she did, the dildo gave me great sensations. Every time she pistoned it inside me, it rubbed against my clitty and, at the end of each thrust, I could feel sparks throughout my body. My cunny was soon disgorging a flood of love juices as I spent over and over again. Then the Countess asked me if I would like to strap on the dildo and fuck Kitty with it. At first I demurred but then Kitty said eagerly: 'Oh yes, please-do, Laura. Come to think of it, I've been fucked three times by General Goldstone in the flesh at Madame Parfait's, and it will be interesting to see what differences I can feel between his actual prick and this imitation.'
Lord Laversham stroked his moustache and enquired whether she obliged Kitty as requested. Laura smiled as she replied: 'Oh yes, and I must admit I rather enjoyed fucking the lovely girl. It gave me a sense of power having a cock mounted between my legs. However, whilst playing around with the Countess and Kitty made me feel randy, I still maintain that nothing beats sucking a sinewy stiff cock and then being lucked by it!' 'So you decided not to join the ladies Mutual Aid Society,' observed Uncle Robert. Laura shook her head and said: 'Oh but I did and I have visited the club several times since that initial visit. I still prefer being fucked by a man but the sensation of being frigged by a female makes a change when I'm in the mood.' She looked around the table and went on: 'I'm sure other girls here will agree with my.” 'Well let us find out,' said the Prince of Wales, rising from his chair, and we followed His Royal Highness into the drawing-room where the other girls awaited us. There, Laura repeated her story and asked the other female guests whether they would be interested in sampling the delights afforded by the Ladies Mutual Aid Society. Sally put down her cup of coffee on the table and said thoughtfully: 'The idea has some appeal and I for one would keep an open mind on the subject, although I cannot believe that tribadism could rival the benefits of a hot, throbbing tool in my cunt, for that's a joy I doubt can be bettered. Still, I would like to find this out for myself so please do give me the address of this fascinating establishment.' 'I do so agree with you, darling,' said Marcia as she motioned with her hand for me to sit in between herself and Sally on the sofa. 'Between consenting adults I do not see why anything that is physically possible should be regarded as unnatural. I have little experience in intra-feminine amours. Since this evening, the last time was at least six months ago when I was taking part in a tableau vivant at Lady Marguerite Palatine's town house in Chelsea.' Konrad Kochanski pricked up his ears at the name of this famed Society beauty. Lady Marguerite Palatine? I simply cannot believe there can be a hidden tribadic side to her nature,' he exclaimed. Sir Ronald Dunn concurred with this view. 'Nor can I, Konrad, nor can I. I would not want to spread gossip about a lady, but it is hardly a secret that since Sir Thomas left his wife to tour his Canadian estates, Marguerite has entertained several gentlemen at the Palantine town house in Redclilfe Gardens.' 'Well, you can hardly blame her,' Uncle Robert grunted as he sat down next to Penny on a chaise longue. 'As I understand it, since their marriage Sir Thomas has had great difficulty in getting a stand and Marguerite was lucky if she was fucked more than once a month by her husband. It was with his blessing that she began to look elsewhere for intimate comforts.
'I don't blame her, old chap,' said Sir Ronald with a hoarse laugh. 'After all, a fellow at my club informed me that why Tommy Palatine encouraged young chappies to fuck his wife was because he actually enjoyed seeing her poked by other men. Yes it takes all sorts, you know.' He swung round to Marcia and said: 'So you are saying that the lovely Marguerite also consoles herself with female lovers?' Marcia shrugged her shoulders and answered: 'I can't speak in general terms about this lady's sexual preferences, but after what happened between us, I am quite certain that she would be interested in visiting the Ladies Mutual Aid Society. 'Sally, Penny and myself had arrived at Radcliffe Gardens in the afternoon to rehearse our scenes. Everything went well until Sally and Penny went off to take tea and I was left alone naked on the stage, trying out some new dance steps. But, as I crossed the stage to get my robe, I slipped and banged my knee on a bedpost. I cried out and Lady Marguerite, who had just entered the room, came running towards me.