The Meeting that Changed Everything: Love, Lust, and the Power of Connection

I could not help, internally, thinking how exactly he had hit off my very thought, for I had just been calculating, in my own mind, how much better it would be for us to make him a participator with us rather than an enemy by a refusal. So I at once averred that, as it had turned out, it was likely to add greatly to all our pleasure, and I begged Suzy to let him have his way. The natural reluctance of women to appear too easy of access made her simulate a refusal, but as she still lay on her back, I leant over her, and opening her legs, I begged him to kneel between and help himself. He gallantly, on kneeling, first stooped forward and gave a good lick-up of all her cunt's spunk-covered lips, and then proceeded to gamahuche her, which quickly made her as anxious for his prick as he was to fuck her. As soon as they were fairly at it, I whistled and beckoned for Shine to come up. You may easily imagine her surprise to see Suzy in the arms of a strange man, but as the sight had had its usual effect on my sensitive organ, and as it was standing, almost ready to burst, I made her kneel opposite to them and introduced my prick into her cunt from behind, so that we could both see the delicious fuck going on before us. It redoubled our excitement, and all four of us spent time together in cries of rapture. After this bout, we sat down to make further acquaintances, which, you may suppose, was not difficult after such an introduction. Our new friend gave us some hints that were very useful for future proceedings; meanwhile, he was feeling young Shine's cunt with one hand, and my prick with the other, very nicely and gently frigging it. He brought me to full stand very quickly and then made me lie on my back while he proceeded to admire and praise the extraordinary development, which he declared was the greatest for one of my age he had ever met with, and his experience was very extensive. When it was at full stand, he stooped forward and, in the most delicious manner, sucked my prick. It was more exciting than when either of my sisters, Miss Rozy or Mrs. Kalson, had texted me. He also inserted a finger in my bottom-hole and eventually put me in his mouth, which he greedily swallowed, nor did he cease sucking until every drop was drawn out of me. This had, of course, excited him, and he said,

"Now, I must have the young one in her turn."

Shine, nothing loath, lay down on the grass at once. I conducted his prick into her cunt and frigged his bottom hole while their bout lasted. His prick was one of the middlings, not very long nor very thick, but of a uniform size throughout, without any large projection of the nut, like mine. He advised us to stop for that day and to walk towards the village with him, and then, when in full sight but far beyond hearing, we could sit down and sing measures for future pleasures of the most delicious lubricity.

"I see," he said, "that we shall just hit it. I shall greatly add to your pleasures and to mine; you have something yet to learn, and I am the very person to instruct you in even higher delights than any of you have yet enjoyed."

We followed him as desired, and, seated on a sand hillock, we held a long conversation and arranged everything for future indulgencies. We agreed to meet at the rocks the next day at our usual hour, and he was undertaking to be there ahead of us to see that no lurking stranger should have hidden himself as he had done that day. He would think over the matter in the meantime, contrive some way of meeting where we could be fully at ease, and strip ourselves naked so as to enjoy a complete orgie of the most salacious lubricity. He showed us where he was lodged, a small inn a little way out of the village with its front to the road, and behind the stables there was attached to it a small cottage, consisting of a bedroom above, with a dressing room, or small bedroom if necessary, over the passage; the door opened upon the coast, and there was no other communication with the inn than by going round past the stable yard to the front door. The servant of the inn came round in the morning and laid his modest breakfast of tea, eggs, and toast, and when he was done, he cleared away and made his bed, etc. He took his dinner in the inn parlor at the hour the landlord and family dined. Nothing overlooked his windows, and he was sufficiently away from the village not to be easily observed, still less so from the inn, so that on approaching his lodgings from the sands, he was almost as safe from observation as if he had lived in a lonely house far distant from any other. I am thus particular in describing his lodgings, as the advantages of the situation afterwards induced us to turn them to a profitable use. Our friend's name was Markus, an offshoot of the great Scotch clan of that name, and in about his thirty-first year, he was fond of sports, particularly fishing. His room was surrounded by the necessary implements, and he frequently visited Wales because of its advantage of possessing so many good trout streams. It was he who gave me a taste for the piscatory art, and I afterwards accompanied him on many a fishing excursion, which often led to new and singular erotic adventures, of which I may, perhaps, hereafter recount a few. His ordinary residence was London, and our present acquaintance led to some most intimate relations of true erotic extravagance, of which more anon.