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The Life and Amours of Barbara Lustra - Part XVI
🕑 Added 2020-08-03 05:00:01 +0000 UTCIn this entry Barbara sadly finishes with her adventures amidst the limbs of Kylie and Fillance and begins a new independent adventure! 1400+ Words! ~dS
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Placing me on my side on the couch Fillance made Kylie insert the Margaret dildo into Evelyne, each of my formerly fully-human friends filled by and claimed by each other. Kylie put her finger on my clitoris and began to rub it, at the same time moving her buttocks in wonderful fashion. Fillance then went behind me and entered me en cul. Kylie acted her part splendidly. Fillance passed his hand over her bottom and inserted his middle finger in her right sheath and his pointed into her left sheath, she first time all night both had been impaled. I could feel Kylie’s blissful shuddering ring through Margaret and shiver Evelyne’s inner walls. Both Fillance and Kylie moved together, and I had the delicious pleasure of enjoying a double embrace. Fillance's fingers were active, and we all discharged simultaneously.
After we had recovered we danced naked about the room. Fillance kissed our many breasts, bottoms and mounts. She placed her equine staff between our bubbies, she tickled our multiple clitorises, and committed a thousand other follies. At last she lay down on the couch and pulled Kylie on the top of her. She guided the thick instrument into her right coral sheath, and moved herself rapidly up and down, while I played with her left nubbin with one hand and clapped her broad white bottom with my other hand until they were cherry red. While I was thus engaged Fillance's toe entered Evelyne, and in this manner we all again discharged.
It would tire the reader to tell all the ways we adopted to arrive at the same result. Fillance embraced us en con, en cul, between the bubbies, between the buttocks - in fact in every possible mode and we did not separate until we were thoroughly exhausted and until the morning sun was several hours in the heavens.
Chapter III
A CHANGE OF FORTUNE
The very next day following our orgy, I received a letter from my father's lawyer informing me of the death of my only surviving parent, at the same time informing me that I was the possessor of at least $10,000 a year. This of course entirely altered my prospects in life and it was natural that I should immediately throw up my engagement as housemaid and return home for the purpose of assisting the settlement of my father's affairs.
I bade an affectionate farewell to Fillance and Kylie, and even shed tears at parting with them. In due time I reached home. How still and quiet the place seemed! The property was left to me. I worked energetically and soon produced something like order. I had been home about a week when I received another letter from my father's lawyer, who resided in New York, stating that my presence was absolutely required in that city to sign certain documents relative to my father's property, and advising me to come at once. I did not hesitate to obey these wishes, and that same evening entered the cars for New York.
It was about six o'clock when we started, and I took a seat in the rear end of the car. For some miles I was alone, but a young gentlewoman of about eighteen got into the car from a way station and sat down by my side. I could see by the dim light that she was very polite and we had quite an agreeable conversation together.
By and by it grew quite dark, for the lamp stationed in the middle of the car threw very little light where we sat. Our conversation grew more confidential, I may even say affectionate. The young gentlewoman grew somewhat bold, and taking my hand, pressed it in hers. The novelty of the situation and the fact that for ten days I and Evelyne had tasted no sexual pleasure from any flesh - Margaret our own source of release - rendered me oblivious to all resemblance of modesty and I allowed her to do as she pleased. Nay, I even encouraged her, for I allowed my hand to fall as if by accident on a certain crevice at the front of her pantaloons. I had no sooner touched this sensitive spot than a shiver ran through her and she immediately retained my hand there as a prisoner.
All reserve now left her. She had spread a shawl over our knees so that our actions could not be seen by the other passengers. I suddenly felt the rogue dragging up my skirts and petticoats, and in a few moments her hand was on my naked thigh.
Oh yes, she is so close! I want to taste fingers, I want to cover someone in my juices! Evelyne babbled in my mind.
Our companion glided over my leg and her fingers soon came in contact with the hair covering my Mons Veneris. She divided the lips of Evelyne’s coral cavity with her digits and was advancing one in the very center of my shared vagina when the train entered Philadelphia. Of course this put a stop to her progress, and we were compelled to assume a decent position.
No no no! I am so wet! I am so HUNGRY! Why has she stopped?!
Our gentlewoman companion was very attentive to me on the boat when we crossed the Delaware, but she had no opportunity to renew her enterprises. At last we were safely seated in one of the Camden and Amboy Railroad cars. As luck would have it the car was very empty, there not being more than two other persons in it besides ourselves. We took our places as far from them as we could. The young gentlewoman turned the seats so that she now sat opposite to me.
The train had not left the station a hundred yards before she commenced operations by making me rest my two feet in her seat, one on each side of her, so that she sat between my thighs. She now raised my petticoats and amused herself by feeling my thighs, bottom and tracing Evelyne’s slit, which was not enough for her satisfaction.
Such teasing! It has been too long since Fillance filled me, I need more than a finger tracing my lips! I need something properly filling me!
As if hearing Evelyne’s please the gentlewoman took to her knees before my opened legs and pushed her head beneath my petticoats. With her tongue she began tentatively titillating the interior of Evelyne’s recesses, licking my thighs and tickling my bottom. I felt her nose push against my clit as she grew more bold with her tongue, but I and Evelyne could feel that there was only so far in which it could dive. As if sensing her shortcomings the gentlewoman pulled back and let out a sigh - and a fateful statement.
“Your binch is so lovely, it deserves a proper rutting from the male endowment! I wish my tongue could properly pleasure you as such a blessing would!”
Once more my unknown heritage took action upon the wishes request. I could not see what was transpiring upon our companion at the time, but it is not difficult to guess. I rush of blood would have erupted into the gentlewoman’s tongue, stretching and reshaping it. In short order doubtless it would have grown longer than the interior of her mouth, its newly rounded cap popping forth from her lips. The length of it would have thickened and stiffened and grown like a beanstalk out from between her teeth, three or so inches of tongue stretching outwards at the length of half a foot! What was once a dainty tip needing great effort to push into Evelyne was now a staff three inches around and mighty enough to reach my womb.
And each it did. The red head of the gentlewoman’s new oral endowment, undoubtedly aching for a release hitherto unknown to our companion but doubtlessly demanding, entered Evelyne’s salacious slit. After a few pushes, which sent a thrill of delight through Evelyne and I, she turned up all my clothes and regaled me with the sight of her tongue-turned-staff entering in and out of Evelyne’s coral sheath. Her plump lips pressed over and over again upon Evelyne’s. I was amazed at the sight, and I responsively moved my buttocks in answer to the thrusts of her head.
In a few minutes we both discharged profusely, my lubricants spraying her nose and cheeks while cups of fluid erupted from the gentlewoman’s tongue from sources unknown. As I had seen before, the newfound pleasures of my companion’s unexpected alterations were enough to put off the inquiries of why such a change had fallen upon her.
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