The Secret Chronicles of Henry Dashwood, Vol. 2

Gareth was blessed with a gigantic circumcised prick, so incredibly thick that my hand could scarcely reach around it. I made him lie down on his back and, after climbing on top of him, I guided his plump helmet into my squishy love funnel. He filled my cunt up divinely and I stayed still, squatting on his colossal cock whilst I consigned Neville to licking my titties, I asked Desmond if he could stand on the mattress next to me, he correctly guessed what I had in mind and answered hoarsely: “I'll say I can,” and holding my head with one hand, he piloted his prick towards my mouth with the other. 'This was the first time I had fucked and sucked at the same time and what an experience it was to slide up and down on Gareth's enormous stiffie whilst gobbling on Desmond's beefy boner. To cap it all, the two men spent together, and as their spunk coursed into my mouth and pussey, I also climaxed with a huge jolting orgasm. Waves of ecstatic delight swept through me and my cuntal juices flooded my cunt to mix with the creamy jism Gareth had unleashed inside my cunt. 'Neville's cock was now bursting but I pushed him back on the pillow and said: “If you invite people round, you must be a good host and, if necessary be prepared to wait until your guests have finished before tucking into the goodies yourself.” 'I lay down next to Neville and instructed Desmond to lick me out. His tongue was soon at work inside my sopping honeypot, flicking and licking around my pussey lips which swiftly parted to allow him to suck on my swelling clitty. My excitement grew stronger as I lovingly clutched his head, murmuring my approval as his lips pressed against my cunt. He slid his tongue up and around, sucking my clitty. As I ground my slit against his mouth, my love button emerged from its protective sheath and rose up in size like a tiny cock between my cunney lips. 'Desmond flicked it so expertly with his tongue and teeth that I spent very quickly, my pussey juice dousing his face as he eagerly lapped up the sweet flow. '“I'm ready for your cock, Desmond,” I called out and happily his shaft had regained all its former stiffness since he pulled out his dangling tool from my mouth. '“Aaaagh!” I cried as I thrilled to the feel of his wide bell-end sliding straight into my squishy cunt, deeper and deeper as I worked my legs upwards, wrapping them around my back as, slowly and with great deliberation he fucked me with his sinewy truncheon.' Not surprisingly, this stirring narrative had greatly excited me and almost unconsciously I was fondling my own cock as I observed: 'I'll wager that Neville was driven to distraction watching Desmond fuck you.' 'I'll say he was!' Miranda chuckled softly. 'And to make matters worse I grabbed hold of his shaft and only had to wank him off for a few seconds before he spunked all over my fingers! So Neville had to sit back gasping with frustration whilst Desmond fucked me with his beefy truncheon, pumping his prick furiously into my tingling cunney and his heavy balls barging against my bum with every forward thrust. He filled my love funnel with his big cock and gradually built up his speed as his prick pistoned away in and out of my crack. 'When I was ready to spend, an enormous ripple of orgasmic pleasure began to seep through my entire frame and I slid my hand down to squeeze dear Desmond's balls to finish him off. Sure enough, his tool started to twitch and he exploded inside me in a wave of sticky spunk which jetted out of his knob and creamed the walls of my cunney.' Miranda sighed as she concluded: 'It was a somewhat drastic way to take revenge and I have never felt the need to indulge in an orgy since then but I won't deny that I did enjoy being fucked by Gareth and Desmond. 'Do you think I was very wicked, Henry?' I shook my head. 'Not in the slightest.

Carpe them, guam minimum credula postero, eh?' I said lightly, sliding my arm around Miranda's shoulders and pulling her hand down towards my cock which was sticking up like a thick fleshy rod between my thighs.

'Seize today, trusting the morrow as little as you can,' the translated as she slowly fisted my swollen shaft up and down. 'It's getting rather late to begin fucking again, Henry. Perhaps we should order up some supper and then turns out the lights and go to sleep.'

'Why? Are you hungry?' I asked, taking her at her word, although in some surprise because I thought that like Charles and myself, Miranda would have tucked into the splendid buffet at the college reception. She smiled and released my prick to ruffle her fingers through my hair. 'Silly boy, I was just teasing you,' she giggled.