Linda's strange vacation

“How nice that is,” she murmured ecstatically. Lola moved her behind against Bertrand's belly and uttered unintelligible phrases.

Bert was insensed by the muttering and babbling of the lovely female. He went in and out of her small anus like a mad?man. Linda was inspired by the furious lad and her oral practice became a precious means of pleasure for Lola who was pushing fast into seventh heaven.

“Faster, faster, my pet. Go to it Bert. I want to feel it all the way in me.” Her head bobbed up and down as though she were riding a wild poney.

Bert responded with two or three vigorous strokes.

“She's a real bitch. She's never satisfied. Good old Lola never gets enough of it. We ought to get a donkey for her…”

Linda heard the infamous words and tried to imagine Lola getting screwed by a mule. She even seemed to see the enormous sex of the animal and she couldn't help thinking that such a wicked instrument would certainly give true satisfaction. Linda did not want to forget to ask her friend if diversions of a such nature were prohibited by uncle Arthur. Since he was a demon of the senses, why not that harmless erotic pastime?

Linda's head spun with curious and fantastic obsessions. She felt that she would never back out of the most foreign type of erotic pleasure. (Perhaps the seeds of the princess that Arthur mentioned were taking fruit.) Just thinking gave her the sudden urge to be penetrated by a male prop. She wanted something warm and stiff between her legs and she wanted it quickly.

Desire heightened her intelligence. She attempted to draw Bert away from Lola. Lola would certainly forgive the ruse of her friend, and anyway she would be able to compensate her in another manner.

Linda disengaged herself from the couple and spread herself out on the bed alongside Lola. Flat on her back with her legs slightly apart, the girl played with the soft hairs of her sex looking at Bert bewitchingly.

Bert suddenly stopped his movements and he was like a mouse who happened to spot a luscious hunk of cheese.

“You little whore of a cousin. You want it too, eh?”

“Yes.” Linda responded coyly and simply.

“I haven't two cocks, you know? I can't take on two at a time, that's simple isn't it?” Bert said teasingly.

Linda turned toward Lola and took her face and violently kissed her. Lola reacted to the flame of passion that was a mixture of tenderness, forceful love, and a game.

“Oh, Lola dear. Let me have him for a minute. I want it so badly. Honestly I need it. It's itching so much.

Lola, I love you something awful, let me have it.”

Lola gave back a passionate tonguing and then looked at the young waif with irony and a storm of passion.

She signaled to Bert.

“Alright Bert, take the little piggy. Can't you see she is dying for it?” Bert laughed. He huffed and bellowed and bruskly shoved his cock into the ass?hole of the good?natured bronze beauty.

“What do you think I am, your servant? Do you think I have to obey you without having the right to chose for myself?”

Lola wasn't fooled by the play Bert put on. She saw that he was attracted by his cousin who was spread?eagled on the bed panting away with lust. The boy just wanted to tease the girl and make her long for him all the more.

Linda was taking in by the game. In fact, she grabbed the boy's arm and pleaded with him hysterically.

“Please Bert, please… I want to be… I desire to be mounted by you…”

Bert pulled out his prick from the two cheeks of Lola's carcass. Linda watched it as though she were spellbound by its flutterings. Hypnotized by the rigid cobra spouting milky substance, she thought she would go mad with the need to have it inside her.

Suddenly she seized it with her hand and forced Bert to take the necessary step. Lola who was on her side pushed the boy toward the beckoning girl. Bert didn't wait any longer and in a jiffy he managed to stab his cousin with his swollen phallus. Lola with her enflamed eyes was pleased to watch the two scuffle in heated pleasure. Bert pumped away with force and regal passion.

CHAPTER VII

A half?an hour later, the three were stretched out on the bed. Bert was in between his two mistresses. Lola's and Linda's hands met while they tickled and stroked the balls and penis of the happy young man who was peacefully installed with his hands in back of his head. He let the girls do what they wished while he closed his eyes and beamed contentment all over his boyish face.

“I really must say that this young scamp is certainly talented for his gangly age. Don't you think I'm right, Linda dear?”

Linda merely smiled and continued to caress her cousin's gentles.

“Tell me Bert when did you first make love? When was the very first time you possessed a woman for the

'bon'.”

Lola asked the boy questions because she was truly inquisitive. She had an admiration for the younger generation and their precocity and wanted to know their moeurs.

“I guess I was fourteen. That's right, I remember. I wasn't more than fourteen. I did it with Edith, my sister.

Do you know her Linda?”