The Power of Mesmerism (6 page)

She examined her cunt, pressed and rubbed her belly, squeezed her
nipples between her fingers till they grew quite impudently erect,
inserted her finger in Ethel's cunt, and commenced to frig the agitated
girl luxuriously, making her toss about in such extasy that, when
spending again, Madame could scarcely hold her, so violent were her
contortions.

(Madame's finger entered easily, but she made no remark, for she knew
full well that the entrance had been forced by Minette's finger—which
was, in fact, the case.)

After this Ethel was initiated into every means of procuring sensual
pleasure that Sapphism could teach, but it was not until her return
home, and the subsequent meeting with her brother, that she actually
felt the real delight of a prick inside her (which no substitutes can
ever equal), although she knew all that man could do unto her.

It will be seen, therefore, that by reason of her school experiences
she was well prepared for any species of lechery which her brother
might venture to propose.

In the course of a few days Mr. Etheridge was compelled again to visit
the neighbouring town where he would be detained till the next day.

Thus the opportunity came at last for which Frank had been waiting. At
dinner he plied his mother with Burgundy (of which she was very fond)
to the greatest possible extent, without raising her suspicions, whilst
he literally devoured her with his gaze.

Later in the evening, she sat in a large easy chair and seemed to be
getting drowsy. Frank said, "As we shall scarcely require anything else
to-night, may the servants go to bed, Mamma?"

She assented, and after the order had been given, Frank, looking
triumphantly towards his sister, seriously commenced his attempt to
mesmerize his own mother. At first she involuntarily resisted his
efforts, but at length she succumbed, and as her head fell on her
shoulder he openly made the necessary passes, and she speedily became
entirely at his mercy.

"Now, Ethel," said he, "I will gratify my passion."

He approached his mother. She was in evening dress and her lovely
bubbies were half visible, and from the semirecumbent position in which
she lay every outline of her form could be clearly seen.

Her son first carefully raised those deliciously firm bubbies
completely above her dress, then sucking one motioned to his sister to
do the same with the other.

Mrs. Etheridge sighed slightly and slid further down in her chair.

Frank then knelt in front of her, and his sister helping him, they
gradually raised their Mamma's dress in front, till they had a full
view of the splendid legs and thighs of their maternal parent—the
former cased in pink silk stockings, with the swelling thighs filling
out her drawers and making them look deliciously tight. Placing his
hand within the slit in front he pulled aside the chemise, and gently
extending her legs to their widest, he placed her feet on two chairs,
and they now had a full view of that glorious cunt from which they both
had come. It was beautifully shaded with hair, not too large, and
between the moist lips he saw her divine clitoris, hard and erect.

After gazing for a moment, he rubbed it gently with his finger. Mamma
again sighed, and slid still further forwards. Now taking from his
pocket a dildo (which he had previously charged), he gradually inserted
it in his mother and pushed it gently backwards and forwards. The lips
clung lovingly to it, his mother's breathing became hurried, her
bubbles heaved under the caressing fingers of her daughter, and with a
tremendous spasm that convulsed every muscle of her body, she spent,
just as Frank pressed the spring and injected the contents of the dildo
into her. Immediately removing the instrument and substituting his
tongue, he drained every drop of spend that she emitted.

While he was thus occupied Ethel had stretched herself on the floor,
and having released his bursting cock, was receiving within her mouth
the spendings of her brother.

After gloating for some time over the sight of his mother's relaxed
cunt, he suddenly placed her legs over his shoulders and raised her
body in such a manner that his prick was opposite her bottom-hole. He,
after his sister had rubbed some of the spunk within its wrinkled
orifice, prepared for an enculade. Ethel meanwhile was gamahuching her
mother's delicious cunt and being frigged by her brother.

Gradually Frank pushed his way within his Mamma's delightful fundament,
which contracted and throbbed upon his tremendously excited prick, so
that he at once spent in an agony of lust. His sister, equally maddened
by the thoughts of her brother's incest and the voluptuous workings of
his fingers on the lips of her cunt and clitoris, also emitted at the
same time with a scream of rapture.

Then not to be outdone by her brother she made him withdraw his prick,
which remained enormously stiff, and literally devoured it with her
lips, sucking every drop of spend, etc., which still oozed from the
fiery-looking head of his affair, and then pointing it to that divine
maternal cunt she made him plunge in there and fuck Mamma properly and
thoroughly, whilst she was sucking and tickling his balls in order to
increase his enjoyment.

"Mamma, dear," said Frank, withdrawing his prick after another ecstatic
spend, "do you know what you are doing?"

She answered immediately, "Yes, my darling children, your delicious
fucking and gamahuching have made me feel all the delights of heaven
itself."

Yet her eyes were closed, and there was no doubt of her being still
under the mesmeric influence.

"Is there anything else you would like, dear Mother?" asked Frank.

"I should like to suck my dear boy's prick, whilst Ethel frigs me
again," she murmured.

Frank at once presented his half-stiffened cock to his mother's lips,
whilst Ethel, kneeling down between the maternal thighs, rolled her
lascivious tongue in delight round that splendid clitoris and within
the serrated nymphae which guarded the entrance to the temple of love,
whilst her nose revelled amongst the beautiful chevelure of a most
glorious mons Veneris, and inhaled all the sweet odours of that
Cytherian region, which always has maddening effects on the votaries of
gamahuching.

She was too occupied with her tongue to frig her mother's cunt, but
postilioned her luxuriously with two fingers in her bottom-hole; Mamma
all the while was sucking the prick and caressing the balls of her son,
as he fucked her in the mouth.

At last they were too exhausted to carry their ideas any further for
the time, and having wiped their mother and removed every trace of her
defilement—and allowed a little time for the blood to cool in their
veins—she was placed in her former position in her chair, her dress
readjusted, and then Frank, with a few passes, brought her back to
consciousness, after which they all soon retired to rest.

The following day at lunch time Mr. Etheridge returned home; but Mrs.
Etheridge did not appear, having a severe headache, doubtless (although
she knew it not) the result of the operations of her children on her
body the previous evening.

It was a lovely afternoon, and Mr. Etheridge proposed a walk, to which
his children readily assented.

After strolling about for upwards of an hour they directed their steps
to the summer house, of which mention has been before made.

Both Frank and Ethel had been more than usually affectionate in their
manner to their father this particular afternoon, and the latter had
more than once brushed accidentally with the back of her head against
the front of her father's trousers, and on the last occasion distinctly
felt his prick, which was evidently in a slightly turgid state, and his
trousers also slightly projected in the most interesting place.

Ethel's breath shortened and her voice was slightly thick and husky
with a strange tremulousness in its tone, as she felt a curious and
unnatural sensation stealing over her that she could not define even in
her own thoughts.

Frank also seemed strangely excited, and occasionally pressed his
sister's bubbies behind his parent's back. He also took every
opportunity of pressing against his father.

When they sat down to rest Ethel noticed that her father appeared
drowsy, and he lay down on the couch. Presently his eyes closed, and he
seemed in a deep sleep. On looking towards her brother she saw he was
making the mesmeric passes with his hands.

In a few moments he rose, and approaching his sister, said, "My
darling, Papa is now entirely unconscious of what he does, and entirely
under my control; we will secure the door, and then you shall suck the
author of your being till his noble prick spends in your mouth."

He appeared almost mad, and Ethel remained for the moment almost
spellbound—her feelings were too much for her.

"Now, Ethel," continued her brother, "you can do what you wish, do not
lose time!"

Aroused by his words, she approached her father and knelt down by the
side of the couch. He was lying on his back, with his thighs slightly
separated. Taking hold of his legs she gently extended them still
further, and his prick could be seen reposing on his left thigh.

Ethel tremblingly unfastened the buttons from waist to fork; then,
gently removing his shirt, she saw before her her father's lovely
prick. It was an exquisite object, purely white, streaked with delicate
blue veins, the loose skin almost covering the head of it. His balls
were hanging gracefully beneath, and fine silky hair surrounded the
whole of his privates.

She touched the prick, and even ventured to place her fingers round it;
and as she did so its substance increased. She gently pushed the skin
up and down, it throbbed and grew harder and stiffer every moment, till
at last it was proudly erect, standing against his spotless belly, as
white as ivory and as hard as a bar of iron.

She lay her cheek lovingly on his thigh and kissed the point of it, and
then took it between her lips, while with her fingers she tickled his
balls, which were now hard and tight in their receptacle.

Frank now knelt behind his sister, and having raised her clothes, he
separated her legs and soon ascertained that her cunt was delightfully
moist and hot. Bringing his prick to the mark, he slowly inserted it,
and then pushed gently backwards and forwards.

His sister took more of the paternal priapus in her mouth, and pushing
her head to and fro, frigged it deliciously by the double action of her
lips and tongue. She grew more and more excited in her gamahuching as
the motions of Frank's prick stirred all the lubricity of her nature,
till suddenly Mr. Etheridge's lips parted with a deep-drawn sigh, the
muscles of his belly hardened, and he spent in the mouth of his
daughter, who also simultaneously received her brother's balmy emission
in her cunt.

As the spending prick left the mouth of the gamahucher, Frank,
withdrawing, took his sister in his arms, and thrusting his tongue into
her mouth, they greedily enjoyed their father's spendings with which it
was filled, as their hands mutually groped each other's prick and cunt.

Papa still lay on his back, his prick moist and glistening. Frank now
seized the limp affair of his parent, and bringing his person close to
his father, rubbed the head of the parental prick against that of his
own. This immediately stiffened him again, and Frank directed Ethel to
stand on the couch with her legs straddled over her father. She
gradually stooped till the point of the great and glorious prick was at
the entrance to her cunt, then with Frank's assistance it was guided
into the lustful gap, she stooping lower and lower, till it penetrated
her to the quick.

Her brother placed his hands under the cheeks of her bottom and jumped
her up and down, till he saw by the contraction of his father's balls,
and the immense increase of stiffness in the shaft of his prick, that
he was about to spend again. Then he placed his head between his
sister's thighs behind and with his tongue licked his father's balls
and the lips of his sister's cunt, frigging himself at the same time.

When father and daughter spent, their joint spendings oozed out over
his face and drove him frantic with enjoyment; then lifting his sister
down, he made her suck his prick, which had just emitted, till it was
stiff again, and then placing her on the floor he fucked her savagely,
to her great delight in the excited state she then was, while he also
frigged his father's cock till it came again in a copious spend.

They now removed all traces of what had happened; Frank then willed his
father to awake, which he did. And looking round vacantly, he said,
"Dear children, I fear I have been to sleep, the fresh air does tire me
so," as he little thought of the real reason of his peculiar feelings
of fatigue.

Frank, now perfectly sure that father, mother, and sister were entirely
amenable to his influence, was determined to gratify his lusts to the
full, and with the aid of Ethel he counted on carrying out his
intentions.

In addition to gratifying their licentious appetites in the manner
already related, they also sought new excitements by utilizing certain
animals on the farm. Ethel would frig a bull or a goat, and when
milking a favorite cow, would suddenly persuade Frank to lift her in
his arms, where she would lay extended on her back, and raising her
clothes, would frig herself with the cow's teats, the milk from which
would flow into her ravenous cunt to be afterwards sucked out by her
brother.

Frank would also stealthily approach a goat and raise the animal's hind
legs; Ethel would put cold cream on its cunt for him and insert her
brother's prick, who would then, utterly regardless of the cruelty he
inflicted, force his cock in and spend there.

At last another idea occurred to them.

They were sitting after dinner when Frank quietly mesmerized both
father and mother and then asked Ethel to dismiss the servants for the
night.