I must say that I am very proud of my boys. Their discretion has been exemplary. Not a rumour have I heard of the activities at the Duchess's party, not even between the boys themselves but then they had a lot to lose, having been warned that indiscretion would lead to immediate dismissal. We ladies were told that we may confide the events of that afternoon to our butlers, if they were of exemplary trustworthiness but not to the maids who had accompanied us.
In fact, I was curious to ask Sarah of how the preparations for the party had been carried out as she, the other maids and all the young men had been sequestered from us prior to their presentation. And Sarah was more than happy to share very fond memories of the preamble to our afternoon.
Having been led to a salon that sounds, from her description, to be every bit as palatial as the one we were in, she was introduced to the other maids, who were there waiting with three young men each. Then, the Duchess's handsome butler explained to them that they were not to work with the young men that they had come with but with a set of boys belonging to one of the other guests. Sarah was given the young men of the Duchess, all very fine specimens, you will recall.
The task was then for the women servants to prepare the young men for presentation to their mistresses, first by stripping those young men, a task Sarah told me she took to with much alacrity. I have seen Sarah disrobing young men before and I must say she takes such pleasure in it, teasing them as she strips them first of shirts, then of shoes and finally, and tantalisingly, of breeches and undergarments.
She told me that by the time she had the men naked in front of her, all three were at least semi erect, which was inconvenient as before the real preparation could take place, they were all expected to urinate into a pot, so that they would not be in need of relief while they were servicing their ladies. Sarah told me that when the young men had penises soft enough to urinate, she stood them in a semi-circle around her and held the pot so that she could watch the stream from their beautiful penises. Sarah has learnt so much from working with me!
It was then her duty to inspect the young men to ensure that they were in an acceptable state for us ladies when they were finally brought in. This consisted of checking them over, front and back, to look for unsightly hairs that could be snipped or bruises that could be covered. She then had to examine at close quarters their penises and testicles, looking for cleanliness and presentation.
She said that she took her cue from the other women servants who went so far as to sniff the genitals and armpits and feet of the young men they were preparing. Sarah took this one step further -- thorough woman that she is -- and turned the young men in her care around and bid them bend over so that she could sniff between the cheeks of their behinds and put a finger on their anuses to smell.
When this was complete, Sarah was to lightly oil the young men, spreading on their bodies a fine fragranced ointment she'd been provided with by the butler. And she was very mindful of doing a good job, she told me with a lascivious look. She oiled first one, then the other, then the third, starting at their shoulders and backs, moving to their chests, then their legs and feet, then their bellies and buttocks and finally their penises.
She reported that all three had got so hard under her expert fingers that the butler had to approach her and warn her that no seed was to be spilled before the taking in of the boys. The final job was to take the ribbons that had been left on her chair and tie one around the penis of each boy. The ribbon was to go under the testicles and then around the penis. The effect was decorative and allowed the young men to be identified. It also provided a way for them to be led in. It also -- she said that the butler had told her this -- helped maintain erections, not that any of the young men I witness at the party had any trouble in that regard.
The report, I must admit, had got me rather excited, and so I dismissed Sarah and called for Bentley. The sight of him at my door, in the special breeches, increased the excitement I was feeling from the account Sarah had given of the preparation of the boys and with the recollection of the young men and what they had done to me at the Duchess's. My only regret, a twinge if you like, was that Erikson had never before penetrated a woman and now it was the Lady Squires, whose anus he had ploughed, who would forever be his first. I admit to feeling a moment of envy.
'Yes, my lady,' said Bentley, standing at the door looking a picture of handsomeness.
'Bentley, I need you to disrobe for me and let me suck upon your penis.'
'Of course, my lady,' said the most excellent Bentley and immediately took to removing first his shirt, then his shoes, then the breeches while standing directly before me so that his penis flopped into my face as the breeches came down. I took to sucking on that beautiful penis until it was hard and then, using my hands to coax the sperm from him, managed to fill my mouth with that creamy elixir.
It was as he lay naked on my bed, my head upon his thigh, watching his penis deflate and the late-coming drops of sperm gather at the eye of that most beloved member that I decided to talk about the Duchess's party.
'Have you heard any details of the party from the boys?' I asked him.
'No, my lady. They have said nothing of what happened at the Duchess's house yesterday... but I have an imagination.'
'I know you do,' I said, breathing in the smell coming from his testicles, a smell of clean manliness. 'But would you like to hear from me what went on in that room?'
He smiled. 'Yes, my lady. I would like to hear it in as far as it concerns you...'
And so I told him, half worried that he may be envious when I told him of the two penises that had penetrated what, until the party, had been his exclusive property. But as I recounted the details of the first young man opening me up and then the lad with the huge penis entering me, Bentley's reaction was quite different from what I had imagined in that his penis, which had entirely deflated, began to grow again.
'Tell me,' he said, 'how did the penis of the second boy look?'
I described it, described it entering me, the feeling of my sex being stretched out, the sense of wantonness it gave me and of my eating the other cock and the hole of the third boy as I was roughly taken and by the time I had finished with my description, Bentley's beautiful penis was quite rock hard.
'Does it excite you, hearing of my wantonness?' I asked, looking at the penis as it visibly twitched and gave up a bead of honey.
'My lady's excitement excites me,' he answered. 'Seeing my lady lose herself in sex, seeing the boys of this household emptying their sperm into my lady's mouth, my lady's hand on their penises, her finger in their holes, the look of excitement on her face at the unveiling of a new body... It is all exciting to me. It is the reason I have arranged London for my lady, that she may explore more possibilities... And that I might be more excited, even if I don't see the event with my own eyes.'
I then told him how I had felt an envy of the the Lady Squires being the first woman in the world to feel the phallus of Erikson inside her.
'But why does not my lady avail herself of the penises available to her within this very household, in that case?' he asked. It was a good question. Until now I had limited my enjoyment of the young men to stripping them, gripping their penises in my hand, tasting them and bringing them to climax so that I might sup upon their sperm. In fact, so unquenchable was my appetite for young sperm that I am sure I was a challenge to their young balls to create new seed for me.
'Why do I not select a couple of the young men and you may experience their penises in your sex, My Lady?' he said, as if he were suggesting jam rather than marmalade for breakfast.
'In fact, we could make a game of it. We could place a blindfold on my lady to see if she can identify the penises entering her quim just by the feel of them...'
I was delighted by this idea and so eager to begin the game that, with one last lick of his penis, I required Bentley to get dressed and assemble his chosen young men while I prepared myself for his game. As he left, he said, 'And maybe it would please My Lady to have someone view the event. I was thinking maybe the Duchess would find it diverting to watch...'
What an idea? The Duchess sitting in my private rooms watching as two of my young men penetrated me for the first time, the first time any of them would have penetrated a woman in their lives! I told Bentley I thought the idea was charming and so he said he would send word to the Duchess to make sure of her availability.
Within the hour, after I had cleansed and perfumed myself, anointing my sex with a little of the Duchess's balm, there was a knock on my door and Bentley appeared, a lascivious little smile on his beautiful lips. 'Is My Lady ready for the game?' he asked, no doubt reading my anticipation on my face.
'I think I am,' I replied at which he stepped aside to allow the Duchess to enter.
'My dear, you have become quite the addition to our little group,' she said with a smirk as way of greeting. 'And how delightful of you to include me in this little game of yours though I must own I am surprised you have not availed yourself of the penises of these young men until now. How have you managed to resist?'
Bentley had led the Duchess to a seat by the window and after we had taken little sips of porterhouse and discussed the events of the party at the Duchess's house, he approached me and, reaching into his pocket, removed a black band designed to go around the eyes in order to remove any chance of seeing.
'If I might position My Lady...' he said, manipulating me onto my knees on my bedroom chaise longue so that my face was towards the window, whereupon he lifted my chemise so that my bottom and entire underneath was visible not only to him and the Duchess but to anyone who should walk into the room. He dabbed a little extra balm onto the lips of my sex and then I heard him walking towards the door.
'I am all excitement, Lady FitzWilliam,' said the Duchess as we waited. But we did not have long to wait as I heard the door open and two sets of footsteps approach as I heard the Duchess mutter to herself, 'Exquisite. Quite exquisite...'
Then I felt the warmth of a human body radiate against the skin of my buttocks and thighs as the first boy took position. He started by rubbing the end of his still soft penis against the lips of my sex. I thought I could detect a foreskin... But the softness didn't last long as I felt the head of a young penis emerge and continue to slide along my slit.
'Is My Lady ready?' I heard Bentley ask, so as not to reveal the identity of the young man, who I would have known by his voice.
'Quite ready,' I said, all expectation at what was about to take place. With that I felt the head of a penis enter me and slide in until the young man's hips were against my buttocks. I heard a little moan of pleasure then a sharp 'shhh' from Bentley, eager for the game not to be spoiled. As the strokes of the boy's penis inside me became more frenzied, I was concerned that he would complete before I could identify him.
'Feel the boy's testicles between your legs, my dear,' I heard the Duchess say. 'Maybe you know your boys from their balls...'
