a big-limbed woman, I could not see her cunt. I had seen a dozen that
night, yet because I could not see this one's cunt I seemed to long for
it. The other had stripped, and got into the bath, and I could see her
naked. She was ugly and middle-aged. I would sooner have fucked any
one of the young women than her, and yet I recollect feeling the most
furious baudiness about her, and frigged looking at her.
Then in came two strong-looking women, but much younger, "Stir the
fire,--don't make a noise, or there will be a row about coals," said
one. "They are all a bed," said the other. Both stripped to their
chemises, one went to the bath. "I shan't wash after cook," said she,
and she let off the water. "The water won't be warm, they have drawn off
so much." "Then I won't wash." she replied. Then one woman stood by the
fire with her back to it, and lifted up her chemise to warm her arse. I
saw it sideways as she stood, boots and stockings on.
The other came to the fire. "It will take five minutes to run clean
out," said she. Both drew chairs in front of the fire, sat down and
raised their chemises, one edged closer to the other, inclined her head
to the other's thighs, and kissed it, then looked, and placed her hand
on the cunt. I could not see the cunt, her back hid it, for she had
turned her back to me; then the other one's hand crossed and the two
women sat feeling each other. I don't think they said a word, if so I
could not hear it; their heads were from me. They sat for three or four
minutes, kissing and feeling each other.
"Is the door locked?" said one quite aloud, and getting up went to the
door, and tried it. Then one laid her clothes on the big settee, and
laid down on her back, the other threw up her chemise, kissed, and
perhaps licked her cunt. I only know her head covered the cunt, and then
she mounted her. I thought it must be fun, for although I had once
seen a woman on the top of another, and had heard of such things, I
was incredulous. Now I saw them together like man and woman, sometimes
between each other's thighs, sometimes with legs interlaced, and hands
grasping each other's buttocks, the thighs of one raised up round the
other's limbs, the mouths meeting, the backsides wriggling and twisting
without ceasing. If they laid so one minute, they remained in each
other's embraces nearly half-an-hour, sometimes quiet, then wriggling
again. I heard not a sound, don't recollect hearing kisses, or anything;
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