“Yes. I promised you plenty, my pretty one, and you so excited me that I know you must have received a good dose of it. It ran in streams.”
“Yes, indeed it did.”
“Now I am going to suck your pretty cunt, and fuck you deliciously afterwards.”
Suiting the action to the word, the sensual priest threw himself between Bella’s milk-white thighs, and thrusting his face forward, plunged his tongue between the lips of the pinky slit. Then rolling it around the stiffened clitoris, he commenced a titillation so exquisite that the girl could hardly restrain her cries.
“Oh, my goodness. Oh, you suck my life out. Oh! I am—I am going off. I spend!” and, with a sudden forward movement towards his active tongue, Bella emitted most copiously upon his face, and Clement received all he could catch in his mouth with the delight of an epicure.
At length the priest arose; his big weapon which had scarcely softened, had now resumed its virile tension, and stuck out from him hi a terrible erection. He positively snorted with lust, as he regarded the beautiful and willing girl.
“Now I must fuck you,” said he, as he thrust her towards the bed. “Now I must have you, and give you a taste of this cock in your little belly. Oh, what a mess there’ll be!”
Hastily throwing off his cassock and nether garments, he compelled the sweet girl like-wise to denude herself of her chemise, and then the great brute, his big body all covered with hair and brown as a mulatto, took the lily form of the beautiful Bella in his muscular arms and tossed her lightly on the bed. Clement regarded for a moment her extended figure as, palpitating with mingled desire and terror, she awaited the terrible onslaught; then he looked complacently upon his tremendous penis, erect with lust, and hastily mounting, threw himself upon her, and drew the bed-clothes over him.
Bella, half-smothered beneath the great hairy brute, felt his stiff cock interposed between their bellies. Passing down her hand, she touched it again.
“Good heavens! what a size, it will never go into me.”
“Yes, yes—we will get in, all of it, up to the balls, only you must help, or I shall probably hurt you.”
Bella was saved the trouble of a reply, for the next moment an eager tongue was in her mouth and almost choking her.
Then she became aware that the priest had raised himself slightly, and that the hot head of his gigantic cock was pressing inwards between the moist lips of her little rosy slit.
I cannot go through the gradations of that preliminary conjuncture. It was full ten minutes in the accomplishment, but in the end ungainly Clement lay buried to the balls in the pretty body of the girl, while with her soft legs raised and thrown over his brawny back she received his lascivious caresses, as he gloated over his victim and commenced those lustful movements with the intention of ridding himself of his scalding fluid.
At least ten inches of stiff nervous muscle lay soaking and throbbing in the little girl’s belly, while a mass of coarse hair pressed the battered and delicate mount of poor Bella.
“Oh, my! Oh! my, how you hurt, “moaned she. “My Good! you are splitting me up.”
Clement moved.
“I can’t bear it—you are too big, indeed. Oh! take it out. Ah, what thrusts.”
Clement pushed mercilessly two or three times. “Wait a second, my little devil, until I smother you with my spunk. Oh, how tight you are. How you seem to suck my cock,—There, it’s in now, you have it all.”
“Oh, mercy.”
Clement thrust hard and rapidly—push followed push—he squirmed and writhed on the soft figure of the girl. His lust rose hot and furious. His huge penis was strained to bursting in the intensity of his pleasure, and tickling, maddening delight of the moment.
“Ah, now I am fucking you at last.”
“Fuck me,” murmured Bella, opening still wider her pretty legs, as the intensity of the sensations gained upon her. “Oh, fuck me hard—harder,” and with a deep moan of rapture she deluged her brutal ravisher with a copious discharge, pushing upwards at the same moment to meet a dreadful lunge. Bella’s legs were jerked up and down, while Clement thrust himself between, and forced his long, hot member in and out in luscious movements. Soft sighs, mingled with kissings from the set lips of the lusty intruder, occasioned moans of rapture, and the rapid vibrations of the bedstead all bespoke the excitement of the scene.
Clement needed no invitation. The emission of his fair companion had supplied him with the moistening medium he desired, and he took advantage of it to commence a rapid series of in and out movements, which caused Bella as much pleasure as pain.
The girl seconded him with all her power. Gorged to repletion, she heaved and quivered beneath his sturdy strokes. Her breath came in sobs, her eyes closed in the fierce pleasure of an almost constant spasm of emission. The buttocks of her ugly lover opened and shut, as he strained himself at every lunge into the body of the pretty child.
After a long course he paused a moment.
“I can’t hold any longer, I’m going to spend. Take my spunk, Bella, you will have floods of it, pretty one.”
Bella knew it—every vein in his monstrous cock was swollen to its utmost tension. It was insupportably big. It resembled nothing so much as the gigantic member of an ass.
Clement began to move again—the saliva ran from his mouth; with an ecstatic sensation. Bella awaited the coming seminal shower.
Clement gave one or two short, deep thrusts, men groaned and lay still, only quivering slightly all over.
Then a tremendous spout of semen issued from his prick and deluged the womb of the young girl. The big brute buried his head in the pillows and forced himself in with his feet against the bedstead end.
“Oh, the spunk,” screamed Bella “I feel it. What streams, Oh, give it me. Holy Mother! What pleasure it is!”
“There, there, take that,” cried the priest, as once more at the first rush of semen into her, he pushed wildly up her belly, sending at each thrust a warm squirt of semen into her.
“There, there. Oh, what pleasure!”
Whatever had been Bella’s anticipations, she had had no idea of the immense quantity this stalwart man could discharge. He pumped it out in thick masses, and splashed it into her very womb.
“Oh, I am spending again,” and Bella sank half-fainting beneath the strong man, while his burning fluid continued still to dart from him in viscid jets.
Five times more that night Bella received the glutinous contents of Clement’s big balls, and had not daylight warned them it was time to part, he would have recommenced.
When the astute Clement cleared the house, and hastened, as the day broke, to his humble quarter, he was forced to admit he had had his belly full of pleasure, even as Bella had had her belly full of spunk. As for that young lady, it was lucky for her that two protectors were incapacitated, or they must have discovered in the painful and swollen condition of her young parts, that an interloper had been trespassing on their preserves.
Youth is elastic—everyone says so. Bella was young and very elastic. If you had seen Clement’s immense machine you would have said so. Her natural elasticity enabled her not only to sustain the introduction of this battering-ram, but also in about a couple of days to feel none the worse for it.
Three days after this interesting episode Father Ambrose returned. One of his first cares was to seek Bella. He found her, and invited her to follow to a boudoir.
“See,” cried he producing his tool, inflamed and standing at attention, “I have had no amusement for a week, my cock is bursting, Bella, dear.”
Two minutes later her head was reclining on the table of the apartment, while, with her clothes thrown completely over her head, and her swelling posteriors fully exposed, the salacious priest regarded her round buttocks, and slapped them vigorously with his long member. Another minute and he had pushed his instrument into her from behind, u
ntil his black frizzly hair pressed against her bottom. Only a few thrusts brought from him a gush of spunk, and he sent a shower up to her waist.
The good Father was too much excited by long abstinence to lose his rigidity, but drawing down his stalwart tool, he presented it, all slippery and smoking, at the tight little entrance between those delicious buttocks. Bella favoured him, and well-anointed as he was, he slipped in, and gave her another tremendous dose from his prolific testicles. Bella felt fervent the discharge, and welcomed the hot spunk, as he discharged it up her bowels. Then he turned her over on the table, and sucked her clitoris for a quarter of an hour, making her discharge twice in his mouth, at the end of which time he employed her in the natural way.
Then Bella went to her chamber and purified herself, and, after a slight rest, put on her walking dress and went out.
That evening Mr. Verbouc was reported worse, the attack had reached regions which caused serious anxiety to his medical attendant. Bella wished her uncle a good night and retired.
Julia had installed herself in Bella’s room for the night, and the two young friends, by this time well-enlightened as to the nature and properties of the male sex, lay exchanging ideas and experiences.
“I thought I was killed, “said Julia, “when Father Ambrose pushed that great ugly thing of his up my poor little belly, and when he finished I thought he was in a fit, and could not understand what that slippery warm stuff could be which kept splashing into me, but, oh!”
“Then my dear, you commenced to feel the friction on that sensitive little thing of yours, and Father Ambrose’s hot spunk spurted all over it.”
“Yes, that it did. I am always smothered, Bella, when he does it.”
“Hush! What was that?”
Both the girls sat up and listened. Bella, better accustomed to the peculiarities of her chamber than Julia could be, turned her attention to the window. As she did so, the shutter gradually opened, and there appeared a man’s head.
Julia saw the apparition, and was just about to scream, when Bella motioned her to keep silence.
“Hush! Don’t be alarmed,” whispered Bella, “he won’t eat us, only it’s too bad to disturb one in this cruel fashion.”
“What does he want?” asked Julia, half hiding her pretty head under the clothes, but keeping a bright eye all the time upon her intruder.
All this time the man was preparing to enter, and having sufficiently opened the shutter he squeezed his large figure through the opening, and alighting on the middle of the floor, disclosed the bulky form and ugly sensual features of Father Clement.
“Holy Mother! A priest,” exclaimed Bella’s young visitor, “and a fat one, too. Oh! Bella, what does he want?”
“We shall soon see what he wants,” whispered the other.
Meanwhile Clement had approached the bed.
“What? Is it possible? A double treat,” he exclaimed; “delightful Bella, this is indeed, an unexpected pleasure.”
“For shame, Father Clement,” Julia had disappeared under the bed-clothes.
In two minutes the priest had stripped himself of his raiment, and without so much as waiting for an invitation, darted in the bed.
“Oh, my!” cried Julia, “he’s touching me.”
“Ah, yes, we shall both be touched, that is certain,” murmured Bella, as she felt Clement’s huge weapon pressing close up to her back. “What a shame for you to come in here without any permission.”
“Shall I go then, pretty one?” said the priest, putting his stiff tool into Bella’s hand.
“You may stay, now you’re here.”
“Thank you,” whispered Clement lifting one of Bella’s legs, and inserting the big head of his cock from behind.
Bella felt the thrust and mechanically seized Julia round the loins.
Clement thrust once more, but Bella, with a sudden bound, jerked him out. Then she rose, turned back the clothes, and exposed both the hairy body of the priest, and also the fairy form of her companion.
Julia turned instinctively, and there, right under her nose, was the stiff and standing penis of the good Father, looking ready to burst with the luxurious proximity in which its owner found himself.
“Touch it,” whispered Bella.
Nothing daunted, Julia gripped it in her little white hand.
“How it throbs! It is getting bigger and bigger, I declare.”
“Swing it down, “murmured Clement; so—oh! lovely!”
Both girls now sprang out of bed, and eager for the fun, commenced stroking and skinning the priest’s huge penis, until he was almost with his eyes turned up, and a slight convulsive spending.
“This is heaven!” said Father Clement movement of his fingers, which betokened his pleasure.
“Stop now, darling, or else he’ll spend,” remarked Bella, assuming an air of experience, to which no doubt, her previous acquaintance with the monster she considered fairly entitled her.
But Father Clement himself was in no humour to waste his shot, while two such pretty targets were ready for his aim. During the fingering to which the girls subjected his cock, he had remained impassive, but now, gently drawing the young Julia towards him, he deliberately raised her chemise and exposed all her secret beauties to view. He allowed his eager hands to pat and mould her lovely buttocks and thighs and opened with his thumbs her rosy chink; he thrust his lewd tongue within, and sucked exciting kisses from her very womb.
Julia could not remain insensible under such treatment, and when at last, trembling with desire, and rampant with lust, the daring priest threw her back upon the bed, she opened her young thighs and let him see the crimson lining of her tight-fitting slit. Clement got between her legs, and throwing them up, he touched with the big top of his member the moistened lips. Bella now assisted, and taking the immense penis in her pretty hand, skinned it back and presented the tip fairly at the orifice.
Julia held her breath and bit her lip. Clement gave a hard thrust. Julia, brave as a lioness, held firm. In went the head, more thrusts, more pressures, and in less time than it takes to write it, Julia was gorged with the priest’s big member.
Once fairly in possession of her body, Clement commenced a regular series of deep thrusts, and Julia, with indescribable sensations, threw back her head and covered her face with one hand, while with the other she clasped Bella’s wrist.
“Oh! it is enormous; but what pleasure he is giving me!”
“She’s got it all; he is in up to his balls,” exclaimed Bella.
“Ah! how delicious! She’ll make me spend—I can’t help it. Her little belly is like velvet. There, take that—”
Here followed a desperate thrust.
“Oh!” from Julia.
Presently, a fantasy seized the salacious giant to gratify another lecherous idea, and carefully drawing his smoking member out of little Julia’s tight parts he pushed himself between Bella’s legs, and lodged it in her delicious slit. Up her young cunt went the big throbbing thing, while the owner slobbered out the ecstasy his exercise was giving him.
Julia looked on with amazement at the apparent ease with which the Father thrust his huge prick up into the white body of her friend.
After a quarter of an hour spent in this amatory position, during which Bella twice hugged the Father to her breast and emitted her warm tribute upon the head of his enormous yard, Clement once more withdrew, and sought to ease himself of the hot spunk which was consuming him in the delicate person of the little Julia.
Taking that young lady in his arms, he once more threw himself upon her body, and, without much difficulty, pressing his burning prick upon her soft cunt, he prepared to deluge her interior with his wanton discharge.
A furious shower of deep and short pushes ensued, at the end of which Clement, with a loud sob, pressed deeply into the delicate girl, and commenced to pour a perfect delu
ge of semen into her. Jet after jet escaped from him, as, with upturned eyes and trembling limbs, the ecstasy seized his person.
Julia’s feelings were roused to the full, and she joined her ravisher in the final paroxysm with a degree of fierce rapture no flea can describe.
The orgies of that lascivious night are past my powers of description. No sooner had Clement recovered from his first libation, than in the grossest language he announced his intention of enjoying Bella, and immediately attacked her with his redoubtable member.
For a full quarter of an hour he lay buried to the hairs in her belly, spinning out his enjoyment until Nature once more gave way, and Bella received his discharge in her womb.
Clement produced a cambric handkerchief, on which he wiped the streaming cunts of the two beauties. The two girls now took his member in their united grasp, and with tender and lascivious touches so excited the warm temperament of the priest, that he stood again with a force and virility impossible to describe. His huge penis, made red and more swollen by his previous exercise, menaced the pair as they pawed it first in this direction and then in that.
Several times Bella sucked the hot tip and tickled the open urethra with her pointed tongue.
This was evidently a favourite mode of enjoyment with Clement, and he quickly pushed as much of the big plum into the girl’s mouth as he could insert.
Then he rolled them over and over, naked as they were born, gluing his fat lips to their reeking cunt in succession. He smacked and moulded their round buttocks, and even pushed his finger up their bottomholes.
Then Clement and Bella between them persuaded Julia to allow the priest to insert the apex of his penis into her mouth, and after a considerable time spent in tickling and exciting the monstrous cock, he ejected such a torrent down the girl’s throat and gullet that it nearly choked her.
A short interval ensued, and once more the unwonted enjoyment of two such tempting young and delicate girls roused Clement to his full vigour.
Placing them side by side he thrust his member alternately into each, and after a few fierce movements withdrew and entered the one unoccupied. Then he lay on his back, and drawing the girls upon him, sucked the cunt of one, while the other lowered herself upon his big prick, until their hairs met. Again and again he spouted into them his prolific essence.
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