my prick in her hand, which she thrust
out backwards between her thighs. I did so. She told me it would appear
to get further in this way, and, in fact, it did. After it was all in
until thighs and buttocks met, she told me to admire, praise, and
handle the splendid cheeks of her bottom, and said that such praise
greatly excited her. Of course I did so, admiring not only their size
and fairness, but also the beautiful curly silk meshes that ran between
the cheeks, covered her beautifully pink bottom-hole, charmingly
puckered as it was, and ran up to the flat of her back. After I had so
excited her, she begged me to lean forward, and to handle one bubby
while I should play with her clitoris with the other hand. I did all
this tolerably well, but with somewhat of awkwardness. She said I would
soon be perfect. We ran again two courses before she fell forward
dragging me down without withdrawing, and then turning on our sides,
still intertwined we fell off into a deep slumber, and did not awaken
till daylight. Mamma jumped out of bed, unseating me by the act. She
was alarmed lest the hour should be late enough for the household to be
up. I tried hard to persuade her to reduce once more the hardness which
had again seized me as she might see and feel for herself.
"No, my dear boy, we must not be imprudent, my niece may have awakened
and grown anxious at my absence, and she may rise to seek me; so
good-bye, my darling, go to sleep again."
She embraced me tenderly, but I could not prevail upon her to go
further, although she promised to seek an opportunity during the day,
and to give me as much as I liked the next night. She left me, and I
pondered over the lucky chance that had put so desirable and fine a
woman into my arms, and also congratulated myself on the stratagem by
which I had fully convinced her that she was my first instructress in
the art of love, a circumstance ever dear to the ardent imagination of
the darling sex. I easily fell asleep again, wondering how Harry in the
meantime had got on with his cousin. My dear mamma would not allow me
to be disturbed. She had entered my room once or twice, and found me
sleeping soundly.
At last she again entered, just as I had satisfied a natural want for
which I had risen. To rush to her, to embrace her tenderly, to fasten
the door, and compel her, not much against her will, to come towards
the bed, to beg her to lie on her belly on the bedside, to cant her
petticoats
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