After half an hour's enjoyment of more wine, Herbert's erect weapon,
which we had never ceased handling, showed us that he was again ready
for combat. This time he devised a new mode for satisfying his desires.
He had been playing with my bubbies, admiring their whiteness,
firmness, and volume. He pressed them closely together and remarked
that the narrow channel thus made would just fit his instrument. He
placed me half sitting on an ottoman and made me recline on my back on
the divan. He then made Amy straddle my chest, her bottom just resting
on the top of my breasts, her face turned towards me, thus presenting
her delicious buttocks to his gaze. He now stood between my thighs, his
right knee coming in contact with my hairy mount. He then placed his
instrument between my breasts, and at the same time entered Amy's slit
from behind. I squeezed my bubbies together and held his staff tight.
It was a curious position but it gave us all infinite enjoyment--for
while he was satisfying Amy's greedy crevice with his pego, he was
rubbing my clitoris with his knee--we all discharged together.
All these experiences in the field of Venus were not sufficient to
quench our desires, so excited were we with the voluptuous
surroundings. After a few minutes' rest, Amy proposed the next tableau.
She lay down lengthwise on the divan and made me lie on the top of her
with my head between her thighs, by which position my mouth came in
contact with her notch, while hers did the same with mine. As I
supported myself on my knees my bottom was raised. She then directed
Herbert to enter me from behind. No sooner was his staff embedded in my
vagina than she commenced to titillate my clitoris with her tongue,
while I performed the same office for her. I shall not attempt to
describe my feelings during this delicious combat. Not only did I feel
his soul-inspiring thrusts, but the titillations of her tongue almost
sent me crazy with delight, to say nothing of the pleasure I
experienced from biting and sucking her voluptuous clitoris. We all
discharged sooner this time than we had done before.
We were now somewhat exhausted and sat down to a splendid collation and
drank some delicious wines. After this was over we all reclined on the
divan together.
"Herbert," said Amy, "while we are resting, tell us your love
adventures--they must be very racy."
"Willingly, my love, but it is a long story and I am afraid of shocking
your modesty for I shall be obliged to use plain language."
"I tell you what to do, Herbert," said I--"use French terms, that will
be an excellent way of getting over the difficulty."
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