sank this time down on the couch in
utter forgetfulness of all but the ecstatic bliss with which we were
overcome. We long lay soaking in all the delightful sensations my
adorable aunt's convulsive clutchings of my prick with her delicious
close pressures excited. At last she begged me to withdraw, although
she could feel me now re-stiffening under the delights of that
exquisite interior. I would fain have recommenced.

"You must not, my dear boy, it is more than nature can support, and I
must consider your youth; you have delighted me even beyond previous
delights--rise then my love, and let me embrace, thank, and love you as
I shall always do."

I rose, and we threw ourselves into each other's arms, lovingly kissing
and tongueing each other. Aunt then buttoned me up, first kissing and
taking a mouthful of my prick for a moment between her lips, and then
putting him away, calling it "my pretty doodle." I seized the
expression, and said--

"Dear aunt, you called it my prick just now, and begged me to fuck you,
and to shove it well into your cunt. Are these the real names for my
doodle and your Fanny, and what does "fuck" mean, my darling aunt? Do
tell me, dear auntie? and teach me the language I ought to use when you
are so kindly relieving me of the pains of my now so frequent hardness.
I don't know whether you have observed it, dear auntie, but I never
enter this summer house with you, but it becomes painfully hard at
once; to be sure you give me such exquisite pleasure in relieving me
that I could wish to have constant hardnesses as long as you were near
to calm them. Is this natural, dear aunt, or a disease? Pray tell me,
and teach me all the endearing terms you so lavish upon me while I am
reducing my hardnesses."

My apparent simplicity evidently pleased her. She probably thought,
too, that as I must sooner or later really thoroughly understand the
nature of our intercourse, it would be much better she should, as it
were, make a confidant of me, and attach me more securely to herself.
She begged me to be seated and she fully explained everything to me. Of
course I was even better acquainted than herself with all she
communicated, but I confirmed the idea she evidently entertained of her
being my first instructress by various naive remarks on all she was
telling me. Of course I proved an apt scholar, and by my close-put
questions brought out all her own knowledge, and left nothing for me to
learn. At the end,