re it, I determined to have
his maidenhead. A few days afterwards my husband left me, and the girls
with their mamma and the governess went to town with him, leaving
Charlie to keep me company. I went upstairs with him to the
drawing-room, and seating myself in a low chair, crossed my legs
carelessly, exposing them, and letting the garter and part of the bare
skin of one thigh be visible. The effect was what I expected. I saw
Charlie's eyes fixed on the exposure, he blushed scarlet, and I could
distinctly see his cock swell out under his trousers. In a little while
I had unbuttoned them, and, oh, Carry, would you imagine it, I found he
had the cock of a man. I could scarcely believe my eyes. He is not
quite fifteen, and yet he is almost as large as Fred. Here was a
godsend, indeed! I drew up my petticoats, and the gallant little fellow
instantly fell on his knees, kissed and sucked my cunt. To reward him,
I placed him on his back on the couch, and got on the top of him. I
took his pego into my mouth, and pressed my cunt against his face, we
devoured each other with our luxurious caresses until we both spent
copiously. Nothing was lost, we both greedily swallowed all we could
get.

At home he is looked upon as still a child, and I had little difficulty
in arranging for him to sleep in a little dressing-room adjoining my
bedroom, with which there is a door of communication. He was sent early
to bed, but when I came I found him still awake, expecting me, and I
had the delicious treat of initiating him into the pleasures of
fucking. If you ever wish to enjoy _par excellence_ this pleasure, get
hold of a vigorous boy who has never had a woman. My good fortune threw
into my hands a wonderfully provided youth, whose aptitude, as well as
size and powers, it would be very difficult to match. I had already
given him several lessons in the enrapturing art when we fell asleep,
and now I must mention a little episode, which it would not do to omit.

In the morning I was dreaming of Fred, when I became conscious that
something was entering me. I was in that half-dreaming state when it is
difficult to be quite certain what is happening, but gradually I became
aware that although there was no doubt I was being entered, it was not
in the usual way. My husband had frequently of late pushed his prick up
my bottom-hole, and as he told me that all husbands did so, I could
make no objections. I, therefore, at first took it for granted that