The Life and Amours of Barbara Lustra - Part IX

Nearly 2000 words explore an equine enhancement and also introduce a new wisher and the words that will change her life forever! ~dS 

Although I still felt full of her equine expulsion, and indeed Evelyn was still drooling the thick filling from her down-facing lips, our perpetual desires remained in need of attention.

"I am yours, dear Fillance, do with me as you please," I replied.

She led me to a sofa and laid me on my back, and then threw my clothes up above my navel. She paused awhile to gaze on my hidden charm, her last gift within me dribbling from Evelyn down upon the cushions, and ran her hands over the various objects that met her gaze.

"What magnificent limbs! What splendid thighs!" she exclaimed, "And what a graceful, rounded and polished belly, and then what a delicious Mons Veneris! What a profusion of curly hair adorns this lovely spot!"

As Fillance teased her fingers amidst Evelyn’s curls and traced her trembling lips she exclaimed within my mind, No more words! Fill me with your mast, not Barbara’s mind with compliments!

Fillance was not content with the unveiled charms of the lower portion of my body and next released my large and plump breasts - and these afforded her a new theme on which to expatiate. She did not moralize long, but began unbuttoning her pantaloons and released her stiff inhuman lance. Evelyn exclaimed in delightful anticipation and Fillance brought her member to bear between my widely stretched thighs. Evelyn and I soon felt it forcing its way into my sensitive and soliloquizing vagina. 

I raised my buttocks to meet Fillance’s thrusts and experienced the most delicious sensation of total fullness. Her motions grew quicker and we were both eager to complete, and the end approached. I wiggled my bottom from side to side. I gave utterance to my rapture in words, sighs and exclamations of pleasure and received her whole discharge at the same moment that I myself emitted through Evelyn, who was beyond the ability to use to describe her experiences. When Fillance had finished she removed herself from my hollow leaned over and kissed my breasts and assisted me to rise. We sat with legs wrapped around each other’s buttocks, her equine erection glistening between our breasts, and kissed upon each other’s lips with abandon.

My time after that day and night’s adventure with Ms. Claymore passed very agreeably. My amorous desires were fully satisfied and I enjoyed a repetition of the scenes I had passed through with Evelyn. I found Fillance very ardent and very ingenious in her new mode of performing the sexual act. Never once was the origin of her new endowment questioned, so long as it continued to please her in impossible fashions.

One day I was informed that an old college friend of Ms. Claymore was coming to spend a few weeks at Riverside Lodge. Fillance gave me the information with manifest pleasure painted on her face and I felt sure her old friend’s coming pleased her; for my own part, I cannot say that I was especially delighted, for I was afraid her presence would interfere with our enjoyments.

On the appointed day, a carriage drove up to the entrance and one Kylie Multague alighted. The moment I saw her...truth compels me to state that she was one of the most beautiful women I had ever beheld. She was about twenty years of age, above the medium height and her form was molded in the most exquisite manner. Her face was really lovely, her features faultless, her complexion fair as Parian marble and yet the hue of health was on her cheeks - the white and red contrasting in admirable manner. Her hair was a dark glossy brown and hung in natural ringlets on her snowy neck and shoulders. Her bosom was full, voluptuous and beautifully rounded. Her hands and feet were small, almost to a fault, her carriage was full of grace and when she smiled she allowed to be seen a row of pearly teeth which, if they had been cut out of a solid piece of ivory, could not have been more regular.

Oh, I must feel that mouth upon my lips! Evelyn demanded.

When I was introduced to her she received me with a good deal of warmth in her manner and observed that she was certain we would be good friends. During the evening Fillance was unexpectedly called into town to deal with a business issue that was expected to keep her through the evening and morn.

After Fillance’s departure Miss Multague asked me if I had any objections to her sleeping with me, as she care not to sleep alone. I replied that I should be very happy for her to share my bed. Evelyn was thrilled.

We retired early as she was tired from her journey. She undressed very quickly and was soon between the sheets. I quickly followed her example. The moment I lay by her side she clasped me in her arms and pressed a warm kiss on my lips. I returned it, for Evelyn had been drooling incessantly for this delicious creature, and the warm contact of her beautiful semiglobes to mine sent a thrill through me. But to Evelyn’s great disappointment Miss Montague made no further progress that night, confining stopping short to only pursue conversation further. She asked me a great many questions concerning Fillance Claymore, as to "how I liked her," "how she behaved towards me," and a hundred other interrogatories. At last we went to sleep.

When I awoke the next morning I found Miss Multague already risen. I got up, dressed myself and went down to seek her. I searched the house and found she was not there, and then came to the conclusion that she must have gone into the garden for a stroll. I followed and directed my steps to a summer-house situated at the bottom of the lawn. The pathway that led to it was of grass so that the sound of footsteps could not be heard. When I approached the arbor I heard the rustling of a dress inside, and instead of opening the door I peeped through the keyhole. 

Great God! I saw a sight which sent the blood boiling with lust through my veins. Fillance Claymore was reclining on her back on a divan which she had drawn into the middle of the floor. Her pantaloons were slipped down to her heels, leaving the whole of the lower portion of her body uncovered. Miss Multague was straddling Fillance, with one foot resting on the ground and with the other on the divan. Her dress was open in front, leaving her splendid breasts entirely bare.

Oh, please, take me in there with them!

I ignored Evelyn’s request in order to continue my lusty observations. Kylie’s petticoats were elevated above her navel and thrown behind her white belly, her voluptuous thighs, her magnificent limbs, and above all that masterpiece of nature, her lovely Mons Veneris entirely exposed to my gaze, for she stood directly facing me.

Fillance’s studly instrument had just penetrated the luscious lips of her slit. Evelyn and I had clearly arrived too late to see Kylie’s first reaction to its reveal. While I was watching Fillance gave one tremendous heave upwards with her buttocks. Kylie’s labia split open and her groin bulged to take the thick shaft. Fillance’s surge sent it into Kylie’s body clear up to the testicles. 

Kylie was evidently gorged with delight and enraptured, for her lovely face expressed the most intense enjoyment, and by the quivering of her eyelids I felt assured the crisis would soon come. They now commenced to move together, Fillance directing her thrusts upwards while Kylie worked her bottom in reply to these motions.

While this delicious play was going on, and I could distinctly see Fillance’s staff entering in and out of Kylie’s coral sheath - the lips of which embraced it so tightly that they seemed to be afraid it should escape from them - I put my own hand to Evelyn in hopes that my own attention upon her would quiet her demands to burst in and join them. But I could not bring myself to interrupt the scene before us, for it was the most voluptuous sight I had ever seen. As the acme approached, Kylie leaned over and kissed Fillance - their tongues sought each other's mouths and they imitated the sexual act. So intense was their feeling of pleasure that they actually bit each other. The working of her lance in her sensitive vagina caused a suction sound delightful to hear.

"Dear Fillance, I am coming," suddenly exclaimed the lovely girl.

These words seemed to increase Claymore's ardor, for she commenced to work her bottom with lightning rapidity, and suddenly giving a tremendous push upwards which Kylie replied to by a corresponding motion downwards, they both remained motionless, the equine rod so deeply engulfed in her that the hair of their genitals was intermingled. Convulsive movement then seized her whole frame and she fell on Fillance’s belly, her endowment was still imbedded in Kylie.

They remained motionless for ten minutes, plenty of time for me to shudder through my own gifted climax to Evelyn thrice over. When Kylie opened her eyes she kissed Fillance repeatedly on the lips. The warmth of her caresses appeared to reanimate Fillance and she returned her embraces.

"I must now go, darling," said she. "I must redress for the day."

"I must once more taste the delights of heaven," Fillance returned. "I am not half satisfied yet."

Fillance withdrew herself from Kylie’s quim and, wiping the throne of love gently with her pocket handkerchief, she stooped down and kissed Miss Multague’s Mons Veneris. Fillance then drew her on her knee and began gently to titillate Kylie’s clitoris with her finger, Kylie performing her part by covering and uncovering the ruby head of Fillance’s lance. They continued this play for some little time - every motion evidently bringing them nearer the consummation.

"Fillance, I shall spend if you continue your titillations much longer," said Kylie, beginning to wriggle her buttocks.

"Come then, darling," replied Fillance. "I too am ready."

And so saying she reclined Kylie this time on the divan, and taking her thighs in her arms Fillance drove his lance to the hilt into her body. They seemed no longer to know what they were about. Joined as they were together, they seemed to experience the utmost voluptuousness. Kylie especially appeared to be enjoying the delights of heaven. Her rapid movements, her exclamation of supreme pleasure, the trembling of her eyelids, and the convulsive manner in which she pressed Fillance's bottom was sufficient proof of her intense pleasure. A few reciprocal motions and they again discharged.

Kylie collapsed upon Fillance, and the pair remained atop one another for a few moments as they caught their breath. Fillance took one hand and grasped Kylie’s round rear, while with the other hand she teased one of Kylie’s nipples. With the hand on her ass Fillance gave a light open palm slap and the pair laughed.

“Oh, Fillance, I will never know what you see of my back end!” Kylie sighed, “It is so slight compared to my bosom!”

“I shall never speak ill of the lusty parts I have a hand!” Fillance chuckled, “And there is nothing wrong with a slimmer rear and a fuller top!”

“Well, all of it could find much improvement!” Kylie sighed, “Quite often I wish my ass was like my tits, my tits were double what they are, and I’d been twice blessed between the legs!”

Once more my magical heritage acted without my knowledge, and Kylie shuddered atop Fillance. The first thing that I saw from my vantage point was Kylie’s rear round mounds shift and shake. Through Kylie’s bent legs I could see her pale rear begin to inflate up like yeasted dough atop her backside. They wobbled about and at the top of each I saw a dark mark forming.

 to be continued...