Lady Fitzwilliam 8. Sex Party

'My Dear Lady FitzWilliam...' began the letter that I received in my bed this morning. I was resting after the tiring day traveling and then presenting my young men to the Duchess and Bentley came in with some tea, this letter and a beautiful load of creamy sperm for me to sup before the day started. I can taste it now as I write these words.

'My Dear Lady FitzWilliam, what a delight it was for me to be received with such hospitality into your home today. I find your taste exquisite and your young men everything I would expect in a Mistress with such an eye for beauty and talent. It is with this in mind that I would like to invite you to a ladies' society meeting this very afternoon at my home on Park Lane. Please dress for pleasure in red and bring with you three young men of your choosing and an older female staff member to help with the presentation of the young men. Please RSVP. I am your most excellent friend etc.'

And so we are to enter London society at the very top! My excitement knows no bounds and I immediately sent for Erikson that he might shave my private parts ready for this afternoon's festivities. The lad has such talented fingers and a tongue that I am sure will be appreciated by the company this afternoon.

I shall return to this diary on the morrow to recount our exploits at the home of the Duchess.

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And so it was that in my finest scarlet muslin and with Daniel, Smythe and Erikson freshly bathed and Sarah all excitement that we set off en famille to the Duchess's house on Park Lane. As you may imagine, the house is of such a grandeur and so exquisitely tasteful that I immediately felt myself at home, especially as her welcome was warm and sincere.

As we arrived, the young men and Sarah were directed to another room while I accompanied the Duchess, radiant in pink, to the most delightful salon where I was introduced to the Lady Squires, a person of some five-and-sixty, attractive in her way but perhaps a little on the scrawny side. Her hands especially were withered and wrinkled while her face was pale and drawn if entirely aristocratic while her blue dress was of the most excellent quality. The other lady present was the Comtesse of Alba, a European aristocrat whose English left something to be desired. She was a dark and heavy woman, full in the cheek and in her person, in clothes entirely in black that I thought rather outdated for a London season. But she was charming.

Just as we finished some port that we had been served by the Duchess's extremely attractive butler -- so tall and well-built, though, as the Duchess said, in need of some of the new breeches that my young men are making such a splash with - there came a knock on the door of the salon.

The butler, Jenson is his name, went to open the door and with a nod from the Duchess opened it wide to admit first an elderly servant woman, a rough-looking individual somewhere in her 70th year, I would hazard. Behind her, being drawn by pink ribbons attached around the base of their penises were three of the most handsome young men it has been my pleasure to behold. Slightly older than my boys, I would place them around five-and-twenty and more manly than mine with fine musculature, hair on their chests and bellies and finely turned legs.

'As you can see from the colour of the ribbons,' said the Duchess, 'these are my young men. Their ribbons match my dress so you will always know to whom they belong.' As she said this, the servant woman drew the young men around the room so that we could appreciate them at closer quarters. Their penises were half-erect, the muscles of their backs and buttocks almost classical in their perfection and their faces friendly, smiling and charming.

The second tour the servant took with the boys, she handed a ribbon to each of we guests so that we had our own young man in front of us. Mine, I thought, was the finest: dark of hair, he had fur on his chest -- not unlike Bentley I thought -- and a belly that was also covered in the dark hair. His pubic hair was luxuriant and looked beautiful with the pink ribbon halfway through it. His penis, meanwhile, was thick -- so thick! -- and with veins that seemed bulging, while his testicles were bigger than any I have seen until now.

'Please examine your first boy,' said the Duchess, who, seeing as these were her young men to share, had none herself. I wasted no time in standing and examining the beauty in front of me as if he were a horse I was considering the purchase of. I placed my hands on his chest as that thick cock grew towards me leaving a snail trail on my red muslin, then moved behind him to run my hands over his magnificent back and buttocks that were so hard they felt like rocks. Then I reached around his waist to stroke his furry belly and to take that thick, veiny penis in my soft little hand.

'Oh, madam,' I heard him mutter as his head fell back at the contact with my hand. With my other hand I weighed those testicles, marvelling at their size, as my first hand drew the lad's foreskin up and down that hefty shaft.

Looking beyond him, I could see the Lady Squires with a young man every bit as delectable as the one I was fondling. She had remained seated and was currently pushing her nose into his pubic hair, no doubt to drink in the manly sent of the lad. His penis was by now entirely hard and pressed against her scrawny cheek as she nuzzled him and caressed his balls.

The Comtesse of Alba, meanwhile, was further along than both of us and was greedily sucking the penis of a young man so muscular that you could see the ripples of his buttocks as he pushed his groin into her chubby little face. Her hands were on his thighs as she took the penis all the way down so her chin was resting on his testicles.

Then there came two sharp claps from the Duchess and the young men all pulled themselves away from us and knelt submissively by our chairs, handing us all three the ribbons around their penises to hold.

Another knock, another elderly servant woman, this time with blue ribbons that, when followed with the eye, led to the penises of three more young men, this time belonging to the Lady Squires, whose dress those ribbons matched. These young men were of quite a different type to those of the Duchess. All younger, I would place them all around 18 or 19, and quite hairless of body and genitals, which is what perhaps gave them such a youthful appearance.

The servant, like the previous one, drew the boys by their penises around the room so that we could admire them then delivered a ribbon to myself, the Duchess and the Comtesse. As before, we now had a moment to admire our new boy, while the previous boy sat at our feet. My young man was so blond his hair shone like gold while his teeth were white and straight and he had the sweetest smile.

This time, I sat the lad on my lap, his arm around my neck, and examined his body at close quarters. He smelt like sugar and his skin was the colour of honey, smooth under my exploring hands. I played a little with his pink nipples, which made him squirm on my lap with the tickle of my touch, then I took his hard penis in my hand and looked between his face and his beautiful, smooth straight penis as it leaked a little onto my hand.

Looking at the other ladies, as I toyed with my boy, I saw the Duchess had made her lad -- slim, dark haired, as smooth as my own -- bend over so that she could inspect his little hole. She gave me a smile as I looked over at her, raised a saucy eyebrow and then put her finger in her mouth to moisten it so that she could explore the hole of her boy more closely.

The Comtesse, meanwhile, was again stuffing her face with the penis of the young man standing before her. Again smooth, this one smaller than the others but with a penis that looked thick as it disappeared inside the greedy Comtesse's mouth.

Then there was another little sharp clap and my boy climbed from my lap and took his place on my other side, kneeling at my feet like the first as did the other boys. Then came the third knock and in came Sarah with Daniel, Smythe and Erikson, all with red ribbons tied around their penises the ends of which she was holding. Like the former servant women, she paraded the boys in front of us and then handed ribbons to the Duchess, the Comtesse and the Lady Squires. They looked to me with admiration at the quality of my young men and set about examining them.

Daniel smiled sweetly at the Comtesse as she took his already erect penis in her hand and immediately started licking it. Daniel laughed and the Comtesse looked up at him sternly at which he removed the smile from his face as she took the crown of his beautiful penis into her mouth and sucked it like a lollipop. He looked across at me as this happened and gave me a small tight smile, which I found hard to interpret. Maybe he was communicating that my sucking of his penis was better.

The Lady Squires meanwhile was busy exploring the penis of Erikson, a lascivious smile on her face as she gripped it, sniffed it, put the tip of her tongue into the slit to taste Erikson's precum while she took his testicles in her hand and, in their turn, smelled and tasted them also.

The Duchess had clearly earmarked Smythe for herself as she had shown such preference for him during her visit the previous day. It was the reason I had taken him to her house. She smiled at him in recognition, kissed his belly as he stood before her and placed tender little kisses on his penis, on his testicles and, turning him about, on his behind. All this time as I watched these ladies enjoy my boys, I sat stroking the hair of the boys of whom I was holding the ribbons, their penises jumping every time I gave them a little tug.

And then came the handclap and the boys took their places at the feet of the ladies. Then the fourth rap on the door and a woman of quite unpleasant appearance -- elderly, dirty-looking and almost toothless -- entered holding black ribbons attached to the young men brought by the Comtesse. These specimens had none of the uniformity of the other groups of young men except one feature they all shared: the size of their penises.

It made complete sense that the greedy Comtesse, who I had observed taking as much of the young men's penises in her mouth up until now, should have brought a selection of men -- very nice-looking men -- that had enormous penises in common. The crone showed them around the room then delivered ribbons to the Duchess, the Lady Squires and myself while the Comtesse looked on, clearly proud of the bounty she was bestowing upon us.

The young man delivered to me was a beauty: dark of hair and skin with a mole on his lip which enhanced that beauty. His body was dark and smooth and almost hairless with tiny brown nipples. And sprouting from the short pubic hair, a penis the likes of which I have never seen. Even Daniel's penis would look average in comparison. And it was beautiful. The shape of the helmet was perfect, the slight upward curve of the shaft divine, even the testicles hung one slightly higher than the other in a way that would have delighted an artist. He certainly delighted me, so much so that I did not restrain myself from licking the end of that penis or from taking the head of it into my mouth where I enjoyed the feeling of it on my tongue as it swelled even more to my touch.

Then I felt the young man's hands on the back of my head -- an impertinence! -- as he pulled my head further onto his penis so that I could feel it slip down the length of my tongue and into my throat. I choked a little at which the other ladies laughed. They had clearly experienced this before themselves and were amused at my newness.

And then the Duchess clapped again and our young men stood back from us and joined the other two on the floor. 'Now, ladies...' started the Duchess, 'we are free to enjoy our young men. And remember, take full pleasure of them. It is only we three here...' The servant women had always exited as soon as the boys were delivered and it seemed that the boys themselves did not count as human beings. 'What we do in this room is strictly confidential and for our eyes and ears alone. Any indiscretion will result in an immediate expulsion from the group and a campaign of slander that will leave the criminal's reputation in tatters. Am I understood?'

We three looked at each other, looked at the Duchess and nodded. 'And now take these pomanders...' The Duchess's boys all stood, their ribbons trailing from their penises, and walked to a table where they retrieved little jars. Returning to their ladies, they each modestly put a hand up our skirts and, taking a perfumed grease from the jar, used masculine fingers to anoint our sex. The sensation was electric. 'And so, let us begin...' said the Duchess.

I was not quite clear what that meant but these young men had clearly been schooled as the original one with the hair on his chest and belly, who had been waiting patiently as I tested the other two, immediately lifted my skirts to my waist and placed himself between my legs. The Duchess looked over and exclaimed, 'Why, Lady FitzWilliam! No undergarments! You are ahead of us in preparedness. I salute you. And I must say I do like how you have prepared your sex. That must be so much more sensual when a young man's tongue is upon it.'

As if to illustrate this fact, the young man, who was wearing the Duchess's colours after all, applied the flat of his tongue to my sex. I received a shudder the length of my body. As beautiful as my boys were, they are novices and this was the tongue of a master, a muscular tongue that I could feel between the lips of my quim, probing deeper, flicking my nub with the tip. 'He is very talented, isn't he, my Lady FitzWilliam?' said the Duchess looking over and chatting casually as if we were taking tea. She had Smythe straddled across her, facing her with one thigh on each side of her waist and was taking the opportunity of his stretched-apart buttocks to introduce a finger into his beautiful little hole. On each side of her stood the other young men, their penis inches from her face so that all she had to do was turn to be able to lick any droplets of honey that appeared on them.

And as my young man ravaged me with his tongue, the smoother of the boys came behind me and put a silky hand down the front of my dress whereupon he took a nipple between his fingers and caressed it. The sensation, added to what was happening between my legs, was almost enough to make me faint and caused me to screw up my eyes. When I opened them, the penis of the third of my young men was almost upon my face. As my nipples and quim received their treatment, I opened my mouth to enjoy the flavour of this beauty's penis on my tongue.

Looking across at the Comtesse, I could see that she was greedily eating the penis of Daniel and so savagely that I worried for the young man's appendage but the look of extasy on his face and the pumping of his muscular buttocks reassured me that her attentions were welcome. And while her mouth was thus engaged, the Comtesse had lifted her skirts, removed her undergarments and had both the other young men between her thighs taking turns in lavishing her quim with their tongues.

The scrawny Lady Squires I could only see from behind as she had wasted no time in lying two of her young men down, side to side, so that she could move between their waiting cocks, slipping one deep inside with a deep sigh then, after a few moments moving around on it, hopping to the other to replace it. All the while, she had in front of her Erikson, bent over against the chair she had been sitting on, with her face buried between his buttocks and a noisy slurping sound from where she was feasting on his hole.

I was relieved to see that my own young men were being treated with a courtesy by the other ladies and so could abandon myself to my own sensations at the hands, mouths and penises of theirs. Having eaten my sex until his face was covered in my juices, the young man between my legs stood and with a quick, 'With my lady's permission...', grabbed me behind the knees and pulled me forward in my chair. Stretching my legs wide, and with my mouth still stopped by this other young man's huge penis, he started to rub his own member against the lips until I felt it slipping between them.

Until this time, the only penis that had ever entered me here was that of my husband and, recently, Bentley so this was a sensation that was still relatively new to me. And delicious to me. With the skill of a master cocksman, I felt first the head then the shaft enter me until our bodies were stuck together and I could feel his testicles swinging against my exposed buttocks. The sensation was intense especially when paired with the penis now doing short strokes in and out of my mouth and the soft little fingers on my nipples.

Glancing over at the Lady Squires I saw that she now had two boys sitting face to face, their legs entwined so that their penises were squashed together, and was using Erikson to help her lower herself onto both penises at the same time, her sex stretching as they squeezed into her while Erikson, his penis close enough to her mouth to be licked and sucked at will, was helping her rise and fall on the double penis.

As I watched this spectacle, the youngest of my young men had left his place at my nipples and had placed his head on my belly so that as the handsome man belonging to the Duchess withdrew his penis for another stroke, the boy would lick my nub and generally endow the whole area of our conjoined genitals with his tongue, lips and saliva. For his part, the man inside me was watching as I sucked the enormous penis of the Comtesse's contribution, occasionally giving me light kisses on the face as this member ploughed my mouth.

The Comtesse for her part was now astride the face of the boyish young man as he masturbated himself, his tongue so deep inside her I worried he might suffocate, while she had the penises of Daniel and the other lad one in each hand and was darting her mouth between them, occasionally squashing them together and licking them both at the same time. It was as if she were trying to cram them into her greedy mouth but they were too big as a unit to allow this.

The Duchess, meanwhile, seemed much more romantic. She still had Smythe sitting across her and seemed to be kissing him as she fingered him breaking off only to enjoy the taste of the two other young men standing at her flanks. They, under-employed, seemed to be enjoying the vista laid out before them of three lascivious older women enjoying the penises of all these much younger men.

'Remember boys,' she almost shouted at one point to be heard above the groans of the ladies and the young men, 'that no one is to spill seed without express permission...' It was much to ask as these young men were being used to their limits.

Shortly, having taken me rigorously for minutes, the young man inside of me withdrew his penis and said, 'Now that I have prepared you, my lady...' The handsome man with the mole removed the head of his penis from my mouth and, moving around to between my legs, started to rub it between the lips of my sex, which was already slick with the ointment, the honey and the saliva of the smooth young man.

The size of this penis was more than anything I had ever seen and so I was somewhat nervous about whether my inexperienced sex would be able to cope but this handsome lad was every bit as expert as the last to have entered me and slowly introduced the head until my quim must have been stretched incredible wide and, only when I was comfortable, with heavy breaths, slid more of it in until I could feel his testicles against me. The sensation was literally breath-taking.

As he, gently at first, moved in and out of me, he awoke something almost animal within me and I was panting, my mouth open, eager to taste the first young man's penis, even though it had been inside me. And eager to eat the smooth hole and balls of the other man so that they were offering me first a penis, then an anus, then a testicle for me to sate the craving in my mouth for sex both working on my nipples with their fingers as they submitted to my eager tongue and lips and a climax coursed through my body.