Now Nancy slid her head between my thigh and Marussia's body and began to gobble greedily on my glistening shaft which had miraculously still retained its stiffness (perhaps because I had not shot my total sticky load over Nancy's nipples). She moved round so that she could take my cock in her mouth and she sucked hard upon it, moving her lips from tip to balls and back again, faster and faster, intoxicated like Marussia and myself by the sheer ecstasy of this grand, uninhibited three-way fuck. My prick pulsed against the back of her throat, releasing a further frothy flood of hot jism and she greedily swallowed all my creamy emission as Marussia also spent, filling my mouth with her aromatic love juices, which I also gulped down, as together the three of us ran the course to a complete and totally satisfying fulfillment. We lay quietly for a few minutes and Marussia asked Nancy and myself if we had planned to go up to Scotland for the rest of the season.*My companion Prince Adrian of the Netherlands has taken over a house in the Highlands,' she told us, 'and you'd both be very welcome to join us. You'd be sure to flush out many a gamecock from its covert, Nancy, whilst you, Rupert, would certainly enjoy our rather eccentric version of the Highland Fling let alone the complex routines of our all-nude eightsome reel.' 'I'm sure I would love it,' I said politely, 'But alas, my engagement book is full until the New Year.' She was about to reply when suddenly Marussia's body stiffened and she said in an urgent, worried voice, Hold on a moment, I am sure I heard someone coming.' 'It could be any one of us,' I said wittily. 'No, I mean I thought I heard someone enter the room,' she continued, with a startled look on her face. Nancy looked across at her and kissed her engorged nipple.
'Don't worry, that will only be Standlake the butler. Whenever I take any guests into the bedroom, he usually comes in after an appropriate length of time to see whether his services are required-either for myself or any other girl who might fancy being fucked by his big black cock.' 'I think I'll pass up the opportunity at present,' said Marussia thoughtfully, 'though I must say that I have always wondered whether the tales I have heard about Negro prowess and the size of their equipment should be taken with a pinch of salt.' 'Well, I'm no expert on the subject,' replied Nancy, 'but those of my girl friends who have sampled the delights afforded by Standlake's dark, thick tool have been unanimous in their praise of both its dimensions and the way he uses it, which of course is far more important, for, as we say back home, it isn't the size of the ship that counts, it's the motion of the ocean.' 'Still, I would have been most interested to see Standlake in action,' mused Marussia. 'Is there no other way we could see him fuck? Surely he must have some admirers amongst your female staff?' Nancy clapped her hands in delight. 'Yes, of course, that's the answer-unless Rupert here wishes to take part in a-' Here I hastened to say that whilst, like the vast majority of public school chaps, I and my best chums Frank Folkestone and Prince Salman of Lockshenstan, had fiddled around with each other after 'lights out' in the dorm, these juvenile experiments were now way behind me. Also, I added, that whilst I had nothing against homosexualists who could do to each other whatever they wished in the privacy of their own homes, frankly, the mere thought of having any prick (let alone a big black one) rammed up my arse was utterly abhorrent to me. 'Don't worry, Rupert, I don't think Standlake is that way inclined either,' Nancy reassured me with a smile. 'Leave this affair to me.' She called the butler on the house telephone and asked him if he would kindly arrange to fuck one of the maids in his bedroom whilst Countess Marussia and I watched. I could not hear his reply but Nancy nodded her head as she said, 'Yes? Very good, then, we'll go up to Lucy's room in ten minutes.' Nancy provided us with white towelling robes to slip on and the three of us made our way back to the drawing-room where we refreshed ourselves with tall glasses of ice cold lemonade which Standlake had thoughtfully left on the sideboard. Then, hardly able to contain our excitement, we went upstairs to Lucy's room which was directly above Nancy's bedroom. When we arrived on the top floor Nancy knocked at the door and her personal maid called out, 'Do come in, everyone, the door is open.'
Standlake and Lucy were already in bed, covered by a sheet but Lucy sat up as Nancy introduced Marussia and myself and we sat down on three chairs that Lucy had placed between the window and the foot of the bed. She was, I must record, a not unattractive girl of some twenty-five years, slightly on the plump side perhaps but blessed with extremely large breasts topped by equally large areoles and rich red nipples which were exposed as she jumped out of bed to greet us. Her mound was covered by a thick profusion of light brown curls and the swelling lips were already pouting most deliriously, the glowing red chink indicating that in all probability Standlake had been frigging her before we arrived. 'Are you ready for me, Philip?' she asked the handsome black man, who grinned, showing two even rows of sparkling white teeth, as he said, 'I should say so, you lucky girl,' and he pointed to the sheet covered peak between his legs. Lucy smacked her lips and threw back the sheet to reveal his naked torso to us. There was a momentary silence and then I heard Marussia gasp in awe at the sight of Standlake's magnificent nude body and I could well understand her admiration for his superb physique. Standlake was, as aforesaid, a handsome fellow, and the muscles fairly rippled as he drew breath and expanded his broad chest. His torso narrowed down to a flat stomach and narrow hips and, as he turned to embrace Lucy, I had also to admire his lean muscular flanks. When he turned back I also gasped with wonder as we caught sight of his heavy, dangling cock which was of such a thickness that I do not believe I have seen before or since. Marussia was similarly struck by the size of the black butler's boner for the Countess whispered to our hostess, 'My God, Nancy! What an enormous prick! Doesn't the very thought of sucking that huge penis make your mouth water?' And then turning to the girl on the bed whose hands were already encircling this fast-swelling monster, Marussia added, 'You are a lucky girl, Lucy. I just hope he doesn't stretch your cunney too much with that giant truncheon.'
'No fear of that, madam, it's only if I take too much of Philip's cock in my mouth that I have any problems, I just can't take it all in without gagging,' said Lucy cheerfully as she leaned over and prepared to begin the demonstration. She took the butler's pulsating dark knob between her lips, jamming down the foreskin and lashing her tongue around the rigid shaft. Then she sucked hard, and amazingly she was able to take about a third of Standlake's extraordinarily thick cock (which at a later date Nancy measured as having a five-and-a-half-inch girth and being fractionally over ten-and-quarter-inches in length) into her mouth whilst her hands toyed with his hanging, heavy balls.
The aroused girl now started to lick this giant dark lollipop, drawing her hot, wet tongue from his ballsack right up to the top of his shaft, fluttering briefly around the uncapped helmet. He clutched at her hair and emitted a low guttural murmur as she circled her tongue all round the fleshy dome of his knob, paying particular attention, I noted, to the especially sensitive underside. Then Lucy removed her hands and, clasping them behind her back, she sucked up almost the entire length of Standlake's black prick almost down to the root. This caused the well endowed, handsome Negro to writhe and jerk under this oral stimulation as Lucy sucked up and down his tremendous tadger with noisy abandon. And the clever way she managed to keep her head bobbing up and down without using her hands to steady his twitching tool brought a spontaneous round of applause from Nancy and Marussia, who were still marveling at the dimensions of Standlake's glistening, veiny boner. Lucy was obviously enjoying herself for now she transferred her hands back to the front, one clasped as far as her fingers would stretch around Standlake's cock and with the other she was busy diddling herself, rubbing her clitty as she continued to suck on the great stiff staff held lightly between her teeth. By now we had all reached a fever pitch of excitement and Nancy was now smoothing her left arm across Marussia's crotch whilst the Countess repaid the compliment by moving her own left hand across to stroke Nancy's breasts. At the same time Nancy reached out with her right hand and with a little help from yours truly, had m
anaged to unbutton my trousers and taken out my own not inconsiderable shaft and her fingers were busying themselves sliding up and down my shiny staff. Back on the bed, Standlake now had Lucy's head in his hands and was jamming her lips round his cock and I could see that very shortly she would be sucking up all the semen out of his tight, firm balls. In fact, it was only a matter of seconds before the tell-tale quivers and contractions began and Lucy pushed up her head for a moment to allow us to view a great wash of white jism come jetting out of the top of his cock. She slurped up this flood of spunk with evident enthusiasm but to my astonishment, Standlake's proud prick stood as stiff, hard and strong as before he had shot his load! Indeed, the butler now took control and he leaned forward, his thick lips seeing and finding one of Lucy's engorged nipples, as she now spread herself flat on her back. Once the first tittie had been drawn out to stand up like a little red tap he sucked up the other to a quivering peak of rubbery flesh. Lucy trembled as Standlake moved over her and guided his throbbing tool towards her juicy honeypot and she opened her mouth to take his tongue deep between her moist lips as he now placed his knob at the entrance of her cunney and she pulled her pussey lips apart to widen the entrance for his enormous cock. I gazed intently as he pushed his prick firmly forward and saw his gleaming pole disappear inch by inch inside Lucy's love channel. Then he began to move it in and out in full yet gentle thrusts as he again attacked her pert little nipples that were standing up, simply begging to be flicked by his long, tapering fingers. To my surprise, Standlake then pulled completely out of her cunney, his black pole gleaming with its coating of pussey juice. But the respite for Lucy's cunt was only temporary-first he lightly traced the open wet crack with his fingertips, flicking the erect clitty that was peeping out at the top, and then he thrust his knob back between those pink, pouting lips and Lucy moaned with delight as he propelled inch after inch of his thick chopper until his rough pubic curls and her muff of smoother pussey hair were matted together. He pulled back until only his knob was inside her juicy love-channel and then drove the full length of his massive shaft full inside the trembling girl as she urged him on and he quickly established a powerful rhythm whilst Lucy closed her feet together at the small of his back to force even more of that huge stiffstander inside her. Standlake was now panting with exertion as he rammed his cock in and out of her cunney, his lean black body rocking backwards and forwards between her creamy spread thighs. Lucy was spending as Standlake fucked her for she raked his back with her fingernails as she shuddered with the voluptuous sensations afforded by his thick prick in her voracious cunt. He pumped faster and faster and we three spectators were on our feet, with Nancy's hand still tightly gripped round my own throbbing tool, as we cheered him on. What made the finale even more exciting for us was that Lucy had not been able to find any linseed oil for her douche so at the very final stage he withdrew and shot a flood of creamy white spunk all over her belly just as Nancy's frigging brought me off and my cock ejaculated an arcing fountain of jism over Stand-lake's dimpled buttocks. In fact, I was somewhat concerned, when the butler rolled off the sated girl and lay on his back to recover his senses, that some of my spunk stained the crisp, white sheet. However, when I pointed this out to Nancy she told me not to worry as the cotton was already soaked with Lucy's love juices as well as perspiration from both of the lovers. 'Anyhow, Rupert,' she remarked gaily, 'spunk stains cause no problem if a small amount of Mr.
Maxwell's Special Compound is used-it is guaranteed to remove all blemishes. We buy a large bottle every month for as you have seen, my friends and I are extremely fond of fucking.' Countess Marussia looked at her jewel-encrusted pocket watch and said, 'Dear Nancy, I really must be going – I am already late for Lady Suffield's tea party. Thank you so much, my darling, for a divine lunch and a wonderful fuck-for which I must also thank you, Rupert. It was a pleasure meeting you and your nice cock.' The pleasure was mine, simpatichnaya jenshina,' I replied, bowing low to kiss the Countess's offered hand and using the few words of Russian I remembered from the lessons given me by Dr John O'Connor, the languages master at St Lionel's, one of the most brilliant linguists in England, who was fluent in French, German, Polish, Russian, Turkish and Arabic. Indeed, if Dr O'Connor had not been caught in flagrante delicto with the twin eighteen-year-old daughters of a senior Foreign Office official, he would undoubtedly have enjoyed a distinguished career in the diplomatic service instead of having to earn his daily bread as a humble pedagogue at a minor public school. 'You speak Russian, Rupert? Is there no end to your accomplishments?' laughed Marussia.
'You must take my card. Please call upon me at any time, especially when my consort. Prince Adrian, is back in Amsterdam performing his royal duties.' We thanked Standlake and Lucy for their wonderful performance and made our way down to the drawing-room. But I stopped at the foot of the stairs and said, 'Nancy, would you object if I popped back upstairs and presented your servants with a small token or our appreciation? After all, they did afford us some excellent sport.'
'By all means,' she replied. I am sure they will be far from offended by such a generous gesture.' 'I climbed back up the stairs and as the door of Lucy's room was slightly ajar, I simply strode in. Standlake had already left to shower and change in his own quarters, but Lucy was still lying naked on the sheets, her hands under her head, with a blissful smile of contentment on her pretty face. 'Ah, Lucy, I wanted a quick word,' I said, shutting the door behind me and taking two gold sovereigns out of my pocket. 'On behalf of Countess Marussia and myself, I would like to give you and Standlake a well deserved little present.' Her eyes lit up as I placed the coins on her bedside table. Thank you, sir,' she said, glancing across at the coins and when she saw the glint of gold her eyes sparkled and she sat up and exclaimed, 'Oh, that really is kind of you, sir! I'll give Philip his share later this afternoon.' I was about to leave when the luscious nude girl called me back. 'Must you go, sir? I'd very much like to give you something in return for your generosity.' Perhaps I was naive but I honestly didn't know what she had in mind until she crooked her finger and motioned me back to sit next to her on the bed. 'Did you notice the enormous size of Philip's cock, sir?' she asked with a sly smile. “Yes, I must say that I did, and like most men I was very envious of his tremendous tadger,' I said. This reply made Lucy hold up her hand and say, 'Ah, but honestly, size isn't everything, though I know that all boys would like bigger pricks just as all girls would like an extra few inches on our busts. Now I won't deny that Philip's big stiffie really fills my cunney up a treat but I've known men with much smaller cocks who can bring me off just as well. Lord Hammersmith, for example, is a wonderful lover oven though I don't think his bell end is much more than half the size of Philip's-but he reams me out beautifully and his spunk has a fresher, less salty taste too. 'I saw the mistress wanking your cock whilst Philip was fucking me, sir, and I thought that your cock looked very nice. Would you mind if I had a closer look at it?' 'Not in the slightest,' I said, hastily unbuttoning my trousers and pulling out my dangling shaft, but as you can see, I am afraid that it's a little bit down in the dumps.' Lucy clasped my stalk in her fingers and said softly, 'Dear me, we can't let Mr. John Thomas stay in this sad state, that's for sure.' She moved herself across and leaned down to place her head on my thigh as I pulled down my trousers and drawers to my ankles. She eyed my cock critically and then moved her hand to pull down the foreskin and expose the naked red bulb of my knob. Her tongue flashed out and slicked across the smooth skin of my uncapped helmet which set my cock swelling up within seconds! She continued to frig me as she wet her tongue against her lush red lips and then took my knob fully inside her mouth, sucking with gusto as my tool throbbed with pleasure. Sensing that this intense activity would make me spend too soon, she ceased sucking and instead dived her head down to plant a light series of tiny butterfly kisses up and down the stem, encompassing my balls and running beyond to that too often neglected area between the ballsack and arse-hole. She followed this delightful ora
l massage with some sharp licks on my now bursting shaft and then thrust my trusty tool in and out of her mouth in a quickening rhythm, deep into her throat and then out again with her pink tongue lapping my helmet at the end of each stroke, soaking up the drops of thick liquid which were already forming at the 'eye' on top of my knob. In vain I tried to prolong the delicious pleasure but Lucy's lascivious sucking was simply too powerful to resist and I could not prevent the sperm that had boiled up inside my balls spurting up my stem and crashing out of my pulsating prick. I pumped a thick, creamy emission of jism inside her mouth which she swallowed with evident delight, smacking her lips as she happily gulped down the last dregs of spunk from my fast-deflating cock. 'Was that nice?' she enquired somewhat unnecessarily. I nodded my head and panted my agreement, 'Lucy, that was a truly splendid sucking-off. Do you know, I've often wondered whether girls can learn how to suck a stiff cock or whether it is simply an inbred ability.' 'I don't really know,' she said, considering my question thoughtfully. 'Perhaps it's something to do with the first time a girl ever takes a cock in her mouth. I remember my introduction to, what's the posh word for it, sir? 'Fellatio, Lucy,' I answered, as I stole a quick look at my watch. She must have seen me do so for she continued, 'Oh, please don't go yet, sir.
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