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HOT SPOTS
IN PARIS
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ILLUSTRATED FROM LIFE
BY
HOWARD LONGFELLOW
PUBLISHED BY
TOBASCO PUBLISHING CO.
HAVANA, CUBA
H^iother had heard the children go upstairs some
time ago. They had been very quiet ever since.
"I wonder what they are doing," She thought.
"Layton is so good to his little sister. Very few
boys of thirteen would pay attention he does to a
little sister of eleven. I suppose he is amusing her
now, the dear little chap. I think I will just step
up and see what they are doing.
The mother went up quietly and opened the door
of the boy's room. The children knew nothing of
her entrance, and no wonder. The sight that met
her gaze almost took her breath away. The boy
was indeed amusing his sister.
Both children were naked. Their clothes were
thrown carelessly in heaps on the floor; a mass of
white ruffles and lace which belonged to the girl
lay under the short blue pants of the boy. Four long
black stockings and two pairs of shoes, one con-
siderably smaller than the other were strewn about
where they had been heedlessly drawn from the
children's legs and feet.
But the heaps of clothes received but a hasty
glance from the mother. Her eyes were riveted upon
the bed where the naked children lay. The girl was
beneath the boy on top, and by his motions it was
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plainly to be seen that his pintle was buried its full
five inche> m his sister's crack. Whether this was
for the first time or not, the mother had no means
of knowing. At any rate there was no doubt that
the deed was accomplished and that the girl had
lost her maidenhead.
The boy fucked beautifully, vigerously, and the
girl bounded, squirmed.and wriggled with mani-
fest delight, throwing her little legs into the air
and winding them about her brother's sturdy thijrhs.
Themother's lust was aroused by this unexpected
sight. She would not spoil the pretty sport, so she
stepped behind a screen which stood near the ck/or.
She recalled her childhood and a pretty brother
brother of her own. Her history repeated itself.
The little girl began to speak and the mother lis-
tened.
"Oh! Brother dear, you make me feel so funny
with your cocky shoved up my little. I never know
we could have such fun as this. Oh! shove; push
with all your might. I'm sure you can get it further
in. That's it! Oh! how good it feels! You make me
tingle all over. Oh brother dear, what do you call
what we are doing, and who showed you how to
do it?"
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The amorous boy continued to work his prick in
and out of his sister, as he replied:
"I knew you'd like it, Polly. It's called fucking.
It's naughty, but it's awfully nice."
"Indeed it is," replied the girl.
"I only learned how to do it the other day," the
boy continued. "Anna the waitress taught me. I
went up to her room to have a little play and she
said if I wouldn't tell she would show me something
that my father liked to see. Of course I said I
wouldn't tell. She made me kneel down in front of
her adn then she lifted up her clothes. I saw her
naked legs and thighs, and her belly too, and at
tho base the prettiest thing T. ever saw. It was like
a little pussy cat, with soft silky hair. There was
a slit right down the middle and it was all pink
inside. She pu* ner fingers in it and opened it up
so tha«- T could see into it ever so far.
"Oh what a pretty thing!" I said." What do you
call it Annie?"
"That's my cunt, you darling boy, though some
girl scall it their quim, or pussy, or fanny. Just put
your hand on it, dear, and ru bthe lips and tickle
up and down the crack with your tingers,"
"She didn't need to ask me twice. I was fairly
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crazy to handle the pretty thing. I rubbed and petted
it and shoved my finger ever so far into the' pink
mouth. All the time I was doing this she was twitch-
ing her belly and swaying her hips.
"That's right," she cried. "Rub harder, harder
yet," and before I knew what she was about she let
down a lot of damp sticky stuff in my hand.
"But I kept right on in spite of the wet, for it
felt nice and warm and she seemed to like is so
much. At last she said:
"Now Layton, dear, you have seen my cunt. It
is only fair that you should take off your pants
and let me see your pretty prick."
"She helped me to unfasten my pants and they
were off in a moment. She caught me by my pintle.
Oh, my! but it was nice! Her fingers rubbed up and
down and all the time she kept murmuring pet
names to it. She peeled back the skin and made
the pink head all bare. I never saw my cocky stand
so long and hard before.
"Do you like this?" she asked. "Do you like to
have me play with your pretty darling saucy prick
and make it hard ? It's called frigging, Layton dear,
and all boys like it. I often do it to your father. He
has a glorious cock with a great knob on the end
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and dangling' balls that hang down below. Golly!
how he can spend. Did you ever see your father's
cock?"
"Yes," I said, "But never when it was stiff like
mine."
"Well, he certainly does get stiff, and then we
play a game tha: he taught me and what I will teach
you. I'll ie down on the bed and uncover my cunt,
and then you shall get on top of me between my
legs and tickle it with your prick, just as you did
with your fingers."
"She caught me in her arms and fell back on
the bed. I settled in between her warm soft thighs.
She caught hold of my cocky and slipping its head
in her crack pushed up her belly and sucked it all
in her mossy mouth
in her mossy mouth.
"Oh! fuck me, fuck me," she cried. "Oh! fuck
me well!" She heaved her belly, swayed her hips,
and rolled from side to side. "Oh darling fucker
lovely boy, y.-ur luscious little prick drives me wild
even if it is so =!mall for me. The thought you never
fucked before gives me joy. Oh it is fine to take the
maidenhead of a pretty boy!"
"Her cunt was getting awfully wet and sticky.
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Her juice was running out, and every time I pushed
in I felt it spurt out on my belly.
"Have you pissed on me?" I asked.
"No, dear," she said. It's fuck juice, or spunk.
It's all right, don't stop."
"I don't know how long I poked her, but it was
a long time and all the while her spunk flowed. At
last she lay all limp and quiet and seemed quite
worn out. When I drew out my prick, my, what a
sight! Her juice was churned up to froth and was
spattered everywhere. It was on me and on her.
And how red her cunny looked! Its lips were wide
open and I could see a little thing like a small prick
inside, which she told me was her clitoris.
"Now, Layton dear," she said. "What we have
done is fucking. I've fucked your father many times
and now I've fucked his son. But really I'm too
big for you to fuck. Your sister is just the right
size for you. You should teach her how to fuck."
"And so you see, Polly, my dear," the boy con-
tinued, "I've taken Annas advice and we've had a
lovely fuck. Golly, but it's nice! I love to kiss your
pretty mouth, and lick your little cunning teaties
while my prick is held so tight in your; cunt."
The mother continued rapturously to watch the
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young pair, and longed to share in their pleasure.
She watched every motion of her little son and
daughter and drank in each lewd word that fell
from their pretty mouths. She tore off her clothes
as she watched them she was as naked as they. She
parted her legs and smoothed back her cunt's hair
and started to finger-fuck herself until her quim
and fingers were drenched with her spendings. She
listened. Polly was speaking.
"So, brother dear, this is fucking. Oh! my, I just
love it! It feels so good to have your prick running
in and out of my little cunt. It was awfully good
of Annie to teach you how to do it. I'd love to see
her great hairy cunt and see you fuck it."
This was quite too much for the mother. She
could no longer restrain herself, and so, coming
from her concealment, she said:
"Oh! my darling children, I have been watching
yo.ur pretty sport. Oh! it was sweet and beautiful,
my precoius little loves. What joy it is to see you
writhe and squirm linked together so. You need
not fear that I am angry or that I am going to
scold you. Far from that, my dears, I will join you
in your fun. I just heard you say, Polly dear, that
you would like to see Annie's hairy cunt, I'll spread
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my legs wide and you shall soe your mother^."
Oh I Mother dear" Layton cried "What a lovely
cunt" He put his hand on it "And how hot and
damp it is, and how soft, much softer than Annie's
and the httie curls are 2, icvely gold while hers are
black. I'm afraid my little fucking tool would never
stay inside y.nr pretty pouting cunt, for it looks so
deep and" wide; And oh! you're almost like a boy!
Your clitoris is ever so much bigger than Annie's
and just a little cock with the tip all shining red.
It's most as big as my prick, though not quite as
long, but I am sure it is almost as thick. Oh!
wouldn't it be fun, if you could make it fit, to stick
it up Polly's slit and fuck her with it?"
"That's just the thing," the mother said. "Polly
dear, lie on the bed and I will get on top of you and
push my itching clitoris in your little gap and drench
your darling cunny with my spunk And Layton
dear boy, though my cunt may be too big for you
to screw, I have another little hole that will be just
the right size for your little col. So while I am on
your sister with my clitoris in her cunny, you must
climb up on my back and shove your cock up my
bottom."
The girl exposed herself with the most immodest
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grace. The mother placed herself between the pretty-
childish legs and, holding back the bushy hair of
her cunt, exposed the stiffened clitoris. She pressed
her burning cunt to the child's smooth cunny and
soon the tingling clitoris was buried full three inches
in her small daughter's slit.
"Now, little son," she said, "Jump on and drive
your darling penis up my bum.
The nimble boy did not delay, but took his place
quickly and pressed his little rampant cock to her
brown hole as he kneeded behind her. Then leaning
forward, he stretched himself full length on her
back and began to batter at the little door with all
his might. He gently pulled apart the cheeks of that
wonderfully fine bottom, at the same time stretch-
ing the tight hole a little, and his dart began to
slip in. Soon his belly bumped his mother's bum,
and much to his delight, he found his prick was
completely buried.
The mother bounded and squirmed on her little
daughter's body, while the boy worked in and out
of her clinging arse hole. At length she cried:
"Oh! you darling children, how do you like this
pretty game? Isn't it just fine?"
The girl could scarcely reply, she was so excited
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with lust, so set a^ame by burning, tingling sensa-
tions of delight. She stammered out:
"It's fine. It is more fun than anything I know.
Your great soft cunt makes me tingle so, and it
sucks mine in, and your pricky thing way up my
crack feels just like Layton's prick."
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