Oh, Lucy, Lucy! How can I ever describe to you all the pleasure I have enjoyed, pleasures a thousand times exceeding in their rapture and delight all that my fancy had ever previously imagined of unbridled enjoyment, pleasures to which even the transports I have enjoyed in your arms seem weak and trifling- in fact, mere child's play. But were I to attempt to describe my own sensations, I might fill a hundred pages without being able to give you a faint idea of them, and I must content myself with trying to bring before you some details of the events which have taken place, leaving it to yourself to imagine all the bliss I must have enjoyed.
I told you in my last letter that dear Harry was expected. Well, he arrived two days afterwards, and has been here ever since, till this morning, when he was obliged to leave us to pay a visit to one of his relations. Oh, how much he is changed since the time when we last played together two long years ago, and yet he is still the same old kind, dear delicious Harry he then was, as fond of me as ever, and as anxious to do everything in his power-and that is not a little, I can assure you-to make me happy. He has grown considerably, and though still only a boy of fifteen, he has a great deal of the look of a man, and I can tell you from experience that he has some manly attributes which I suspect many of his maturer brethren cannot pretend to rival him in. To me he is just the same as he ever was, and absence has not affected his warm attachment to me any more than it has done mine for him. I have been greatly struck, however, with the change in his manners towards my aunt. She is evidently very fond of him. But instead of the bold saucy deportment he used to have with her, he is now respectful and submissive, and seems desirous to do all he can to please her and to meet her wishes. I don't mean, however, to say that I am at all jealous of her, or that I have any reason to be displeased with her conduct towards either of us, as you will discover in the sequel.
The first two or three days, though very happy ones, were passed quietly without any remarkable event. Harry and I never had an opportunity, though we both sought for it, of finding ourselves alone; but nevertheless we soon managed to make each other fully understand that our mutual feelings were quite unchanged, and that a favourable opportunity alone was wanting to enable us to promote to the utmost of our abilities the gratification of our respective passions and desires. I caught him constantly gazing at me with looks of the most evident admiration, while for my part I could scarcely keep my eyes off him, or attend to anything else but what he said and did. All this time my aunt was very quiet and took very little notice of us, though I could not help thinking that she was closely observing us, and that it was not without some object that she always contrived we should not be left alone for an instant. I ought to mention that in consequence of some repairs having been found to be required in the room which it was intended Harry should have occupied, he had been put into another, in a different part of the house.
We had some other visitors at the time who occupied a good deal of our attention. After Harry had been with us a few days, Mr. Everard came to pay us a visit, and I found he was to remain with us for a week. I was rather surprised to see the intimate footing on which he seemed to be with Harry. The first night after he arrived I had retired to my room, and, not feeling disposed for sleep, I sat down in an arm chair before the fire, after I had half undressed myself. I was thinking of dear Harry and lamenting that when we were so near each other we should be so cruelly deprived of the happiness of meeting in private, when I was startled to hear a key gently turned in the lock of the door which led into the storeroom. I jumped up in amazement-for I had never seen that door opened by any one but myself- and to my extreme delight, I beheld my own dear boy. “Good heavens, Harry!” I exclaimed, “how came you here?” But he put his fingers on his lips, saying, “Hush, not a word, but come this way.” He extinguished the candle in my room, and, throwing his arm round my waist, he led me into the storeroom, where there was sufficient light coming through the glazed door to enable us to take up our position at my old hiding place without making any noise. I found that he had already placed a cushion before the door, upon which we could kneel, and had arranged the curtain so as to admit of our seeing all that was going on within the boudoir. To my surprise there were three persons in the room. I had somehow been prepared to see my aunt and Mr. Everard, and I had no difficulty in recognizing the third, an extremely pretty well-made girl of seventeen, who, on my return, I had found established as lady's-maid to my aunt-though she was certainly now in a very different condition from what I had ever seen her in before. Mr. Everard was standing beside her. He had evidently been engaged in stripping off her clothes and was then in the act of raising her shirt over her head, disclosing the whole of her extremely beautiful and handsome form perfectly naked. My aunt stood on the other side with a birch rod in her hand, which she immediately applied with considerable severity to the lovely posteriors thus nakedly exposed before her.
Susan seemed by no means to relish the sensation thus occasioned, and she drew back from the strokes of the birch, putting her hands behind her to save her poor buttocks. But by my aunt's directions, Mr. Everard took hold of her and held her arms fast, making her bend forwards and stoop down, so as to expose the polished surface of the snowy hillocks more completely to my aunt's blows. After this flagellation had continued for some little time, they led her to the sofa, and laid her down upon it, on her back, with her bottom resting just on the edge of the sofa. Mr. Everard then threw his arms round her legs, and raised them up again so as completely to expose her bottom to the lash. Supporting her legs in this position with one arm, he separated her thighs, and thrusting his other hand between them, he plunged one of his fingers into the central abode of bliss, and moved it up and down-much in the same way you used to do me in some of your wild fits of wanton sport-occasionally stopping to press and tickle the funny little clitoris which I could sometimes see peeping forth from its charming abode when more than usually excited by his lascivious caresses.
All this time my aunt continued to ply the rod upon her lovely buttocks, and it was quite evident to me that instead of now occasioning pain to Susan, the sharp blows which my aunt continued to administer only excited her, and added to her delight. She did not now shrink from the lash but seemed rather to shove her buttocks forward to receive it, and I could distinctly see the lips of the charming cleft opening and shutting, and with nervous energy closing round and clasping the wicked finger which was thus tantalizing her with a mock pleasure.
After a few minutes of vigorous action on all sides, she uttered an energetic exclamation, “Oh, oh! It comes, it comes.” My aunt suspended her blows; Mr. Everard responded to her excited heaves by two or three motions of his finger, slower and more gentle than before, and then allowed the panting and exhausted girl to sink down upon the sofa where she lay breathless and motionless for a few minutes.
While she was recovering from the effects of her violent exertions, my aunt sat down on the sofa beside Mr. Everard, and putting her hand round his waist, said, “Let me see if this naughty gentleman is ready for action, or whether he requires you to be tickled a little first.”
He smiled and said he thought he would not require to trouble her at present. It was evident that she was bent on beholding in what condition he was, and he at once took off his coat and waistcoat, and allowed her to remove the other obstacles which impeded her view of the desired object, while he proceeded to procure for himself the same gratification which he was thus to afford to her. In this he was assisted by Susan-who had now recovered her senses-so that my aunt's clothes were soon stripped off and she was rendered as naked as Susan herself, exhibiting her splendid full-grown womanly charms in all their perfection; but my curiosity was more than ever excited by the development of Mr. Everard's naked person. You know I had never seen a man naked before, for dear Harry's person, however much delight the contemplation of it might give me, was, after all, merely that of a boy, though of a very handsome boy. But here I was to see exposed before me the figure of a full-grown man, and of an extremely handsome and well-made man, too, and from what had taken place I could not doubt that his peculiar manly attribute would be presented to me in the most imposing state of amorous excitement, nor was I disappointed. The protruding condition of his shirt, when my aunt pulled off his trousers as he sat on the sofa, somewhat prepared me for what was to appear, but when she drew his shirt over his head, and exposed his glowing priapus in the most splendid state of erection, I was thunderstruck. I gazed upon it with astonishment and admiration, and could hardly believe the evidence of my eyes when the charming spectacle burst upon my sight.
But a still more delicious sensation was awaiting me. I had been so much interested and absorbed in the scene I was witnessing that I had scarcely noticed what Harry was about. I was only aware that while one arm was clasped around my waist, the other hand was wandering uncontrolled over the most secret parts of my person, pressing my soft buttocks, twisting its fingers amidst the tender curls which since our last meeting had completely encircled the grotto of love, and trying without success to insinuate a naughty finger into the bower of bliss, which you well know was so narrow as hardly to admit even your delicate finger.
I had not noticed, however, that while the process of undressing was going on before us, the young rogue had withdrawn his arm from round my waist and had been busy performing the same operation upon himself, having completely unloosened his trousers and allowed them to sink down to his knees. You may form some idea, though you cannot conceive the extent of my enjoyment when, as I gazed with wonder and delight on the miraculous object displayed by Mr. Everard, I felt dear Harry take my hand and place it upon his own equally excited and still more lovely weapon. Heavens! how I started, and what a thrill of delight shot through my whole frame as I felt the warm soft smooth flesh of his exquisite truncheon throbbing in my grasp. I clasped it tenderly, and in the excitement of my feelings my head sank on his shoulder, and I would have fallen down had he not thrown his arm round me to support me. I was so agitated that for some minutes I could think of, or attend to, nothing else.
Although I had certainly reckoned on finding a change upon it, the improvement was so much greater than I had ever ventured to anticipate that I thought I could never have gratified my sense of feeling sufficiently by handling and fondling the darling object-and the charming treasure bag of love which hung so curiously beneath it. But giving me a fond kiss as if to thank me for the pleasure my wanton touches afforded him, he now drew my attention to the scene before us, which certainly was of a most exciting nature, though indeed, heaven knows that anything of the sort was now quite unnecessary to inflame my agitated senses.
When I looked again, I found Mr. Everard sitting on the sofa perfectly naked, with his legs stretched out before him. His bushy redheaded May pole was standing bolt upright in all its majesty; concealed by the forest of dark curly hair which encircled it, there depended an enormous purse, through the folds of which I could detect the shape of the twin balls of pleasure. My aunt was standing astride his legs, with her face turned towards him, and Susan stood at her side with the birch rod in her hand, apparently prepared to apply it to the luscious buttocks of Lady Lovesport, which, as she bent forward and kissed Mr. Everard, were turned up to her in a most prominent manner. She seemed only to be waiting till the pleasing conjunction of the two sexes should be effected.
Bending herself a little down, my aunt took the mighty engine of her handsome lover in her hand and applied it to the central spot of love, which, from the stooping position, was quite exposed to my view. I was astonished to see with what ease the huge monster slipped up into her as she steadily pressed down upon it, till her belly and buttocks were in close contact with the belly and thighs beneath her, and nothing remained visible to us of the enormous weapon which I would have thought must have split any woman in two by being thus thrust into her. So far from its size giving her any annoyance, it seemed to afford her the most intense satisfaction and enjoyment. She remained perfectly still for a minute or two, as if rejoicing in the delicious conjunction, and then resting her hands on her lover's loins, she began a series of up and down movements of the most lascivious description, which evidently afforded the greatest delight to both the wanton performers in this sweet game of pleasure. As soon as she was fairly in motion, Susan, who had evidently been previously taught the part she was to perform, commenced to apply the rod to the full round white buttocks which my aunt thus presented to her. The pure snowy surface of soft flesh soon began to assume a ruby hue, for Susan by no means spared the rod and seemed to take a great pleasure in thus repaying the punishment she had herself so shortly before experienced.
I noticed, however, that she applied her blows very judiciously. She only let them fall upon the charming posteriors when my aunt sunk down upon her lover's thighs and enclosed within her cavern of delight the whole of his magnificent column. And when she rose up again and exhibited to us the magnificent proportions of the stately pillar in full erection between her thighs, Susan withheld her hand, apparently afraid lest some of the twigs might penetrate between the lovely thighs, and by touching the tender object which was affording them both so much delight, interfere with the perfect enjoyment of their voluptuous revels.
This process was continued for several minutes till my aunt ceased her long heaves up and down, which had hitherto been carried on over the whole extent of the weapon of love from the point to the hilt, and throwing herself forwards upon her lover's breast, clasped him in her arms and pressed her belly as close as possible to his. She then commenced a succession of quick, short, furious heaves, which seemed to be given with all the energy she was possessed of. By thus leaning forward she exposed more fully her splendid posteriors. Susan, no longer checked by the fear of hurting the instrument of bliss, of which only a small portion was now visible to us, poured down a rapid shower of sharp stinging blows, which seemed greatly to add to my aunt's fury and excitement.
Mr. Everard, on his part, throwing his arms round her waist, and imprinting burning kisses on her lovely countenance, heaved his buttocks upwards with the most lively efforts, driving the sturdy stake upon which she was impaled up into her as far as it could go at every upward bound, with the utmost passion and fury.
My aunt was the first to yield and sink under the fury of the combat. The fiery stimulus applied to her tender posteriors seemed to have worked her up to a pitch of amorous excitement which outstripped the efforts of her lover to keep pace with her. Her struggles ceased. She no longer moved up and down upon him, though she still clung to him with a firm grasp, and her buttocks quivered and trembled with the fierce impulse of the transcendent luxury she was enjoying.
Mr. Everard continued his upward heaves for about a minute after she had ceased to respond to them, and then yielding to the burning bliss occasioned by the overflow of the river of delight, he clasped her more closely to him, and with hasty exclamation of unbounded enjoyment poured the tide of rapture into her pleasure-gorged recess.
Being convinced that they had both attained the summit of felicity, I now expected that they would separate, and, for the time, at least, break the luscious bond which united them together. But this was by no means their intention. As soon as they had recovered a little from their pleasure trance, my aunt raised herself slightly up, and, inserting her hand between them, appeared to ascertain the condition of the stately weapon which still united her to her lover. Apparently satisfied with her examination, and still retaining her hold round his body, she gently turned them both over on the sofa, so as to take her place beneath, and to bring her lover above her. His posteriors were thus, in their turn, exposed to the energetic blows of the birch, which Susan immediately proceeded to inflict upon them.
For a time they both remained with their bodies perfectly still amusing themselves with amorous kisses and wanton playing of the hands over each other's naked persons, but soon the stimulus applied to his hinder quarters seemed to urge on Mr. Everard to action. He began to move up and down upon her, at first gently and slowly, and then more violently and with increased vigour. For a time Lady Lovesport remained passive under him, but the delicious friction of such a magnificent truncheon, urged to and fro within her sensitive channel of bliss, soon awoke her burning passions and she responded to his efforts with equal energy and delight. Again a conflict ensued, both striving to the utmost to increase their own luscious sensations of unbounded voluptuousness, and thereby adding to the bliss they were conferring upon their associate in the task of pleasure.
At length their eager struggles achieved the desired success; their respective agitated movements ceased at the same time, and straining each other in their arms they mutually poured forth their amorous effusions, and with every appearance of even greater enjoyment than before, concluded the game of love.
During the whole of this scene, of which I had been a most deeply interested spectator, I could not move. I could scarcely breathe, so great was my excitement and so delighted was I to witness for the first time the mighty mysteries of love, of which I had heard and dreamed so much. Harry continued by my side, alternately engaged in watching the delightful scene before us, and in observing the effect which it produced upon my young and as yet uninitiated senses. His hand, after having roamed over and examined all my charms, had fixed itself on the rosebud of love, and though his wicked fingers were unable to penetrate within the sanctuary to any distance, still his lascivious touches combined with the excitement of the scene before me produced such an effect upon me that I was unable to restrain myself.
Just at the conclusion of the first act of the amorous drama exhibited by the two performers in the boudoir, I felt a sweet emission distill from me and trickle over his wanton fingers. I knew that he was sensible of this from the increased fire with which he kissed me, and pressed his other hand upon the elastic globes with which it was toying. I still retained my hold of my darling plaything, but I was too much afraid of making it yield up its treasures prematurely to venture upon more than a fond grasp of it. I now felt him lift up one of my legs, so as to make me rest for a moment on one knee. This enabled him to raise up my petticoats and turn them over my back. He then placed himself behind me, and I felt the warm soft flesh of his belly brought in close contact with my buttocks, and his delightful weapon introduced between my thighs, where it reared up its proud head, beating stiffly against my belly.
I was only too glad to feel its charming approach, for I had long ago made up my mind that whenever dear Harry chose to ask it, he should obtain any pleasure it was in my power to afford him, and I never thought for a moment of making the slightest opposition to anything he might wish to do. Consequently I allowed him every facility to go on and take any further liberties he might think proper with me, without attempting to make the least resistance.
Gently separating with one hand the lips of the cleft of love, with the other he applied the point of his stiff rod and tried to insert it within the narrow aperture. Alas! This was perfectly impossible to be effected in such a position. After two or three efforts he seemed to be convinced that it was of no use to attempt it and contented himself with pressing the burning instrument against my belly, my thighs, my buttocks-every touch increasing my ardent desires and inflaming my passions to the highest pitch of lustful excitement.
When the last act of the drama of which we were thus the delighted spectators was concluded, I thought I was again going to yield to the emotions it had raised with me; my head turned, and I sank down almost senseless. I was just aware that Harry rose up, lifted me in his arms, and carried me into my own room. There he laid me on my bed, and proceeded to remove that portion of my clothes which still remained upon me. Even had I been capable of resistance I should never have thought of making any. But in fact I hardly knew what he was about until he had stripped me entirely naked, and had performed the same office for himself. I was first brought fully to perfect consciousness by the delicious sensation of feeling his naked body pressed closely to my own in every quarter.
I cannot possibly describe the agreeable sensations which pervaded me while I thus lay on my back at full length with the burning hot body of dear Harry extended upon me, giving rise to the most intense feelings of fierce lasciviousness throughout my whole frame, by the charming manner in which its soft smooth surface pressed upon me. He clasped me and hugged me in his arms, while his wanton kisses wandered from my forehead to my lips, and from my lips to my bubbies, which he almost devoured with his eager bites and caresses. His roving hands strayed over every part of my person, which was not already brought into immediate communication with his own.
As he pressed his belly closer and closer to me, I could feel his luscious instrument of love as stiff and hard as a rod of iron rubbing itself up and down upon my belly, and it throbbed and palpitated to such a tremendous extent that every instant I feared it would burst and scatter its precious contents before he had attained the delightful object which I now knew quite well he was bent upon obtaining. I was therefore extremely glad when I felt him raise himself slightly on his knees and introduce his hand between us, and, applying it to my burning cavity, endeavour to open its mouth.
I rightly judged that this was but the prelude to another and still more delightful part of his body attempting to force an entrance into the passage, the result of which would be to lead to our mutual happiness. So far from recoiling, I gave him every assistance in my power. I was quite aware-from what you had told me and from the disproportion which I could not avoid being sensible existed between the narrow aperture and the swollen and distended instrument which menaced me so formidably-that there would be considerable difficulty in his forcing open the passage which leads to pleasure sufficiently to admit of the entrance of such a valiant champion as he possessed. I felt consequently that I was likely to have to submit to a considerable amount of pain before the necessary breach was effected. But I had quite made up my mind to endure this, and so far from lamenting it, I was only glad that I should thus be enabled to show that I would willingly undergo any amount of suffering to prove how much I was devoted to him. I resolved that I would even try to avoid any exhibition of the anguish I might endure if I found that the signs of it were even likely to interfere with the consummation of his pleasure, well knowing that I should be amply rewarded afterwards for my complaisance.
Therefore when I felt him distend the lips of my cleft and apply the point of the delightful weapon to it, so far from shrinking from the encounter I held myself in as favourable a position as I could assume, and when he clasped his arms round me and thrust his buttocks forwards, endeavouring to drive the wedge into the narrow aperture, I, too, threw my arms over his back, and drew him to me, and met with fortitude the powerful thrust with which he commenced his first attack upon my poor devoted maidenhead.
Our united endeavours were so far successful that I felt the sweet slippery head of his delicious charmer penetrate within the lips which had never been distended to such a fearful extent before. There was some pain, certainly, in its first entrance, but this instantly succeeded by such a charming sensation of deliriously voluptuous fullness and irritating excitement that I had not the least hesitation in seconding his efforts, when, after a short pause, during which he seemed to enjoy the delicious feelings which his first slight penetration produced upon him quite as much as I did, he again exerted his utmost energy to press forward his fiery steed in the career of pleasure. But here, alas, I was doomed to suffer all the woes which a poor maid must undergo in her first initiation into the mysteries of pleasure and to pay the sad penalty which is exacted from us before we can be admitted to enjoy the greatest bliss which nature has conferred upon us.
As his raging stiff champion was urged forwards by our mutual efforts, I felt the distension and the tearing asunder of my yet unopened fortress produce such unsupportable anguish that I could not endure it any longer, and I sobbed out, “Oh! Harry, Harry! You are killing me.”
By this time, he had got his furious charger already more than half way within me. The dear boy had been deceived by the efforts I had hitherto made to conceal the pangs I was enduring and had supposed that I was enjoying an equal amount of bliss as himself, but as soon as he found that instead of enjoying pleasure, it was agonizing pain that had forced the complaint from my unwilling lips, he did not hesitate a moment to stop short in his victorious career. He endeavoured by the fondest caresses and warmest and most soothing endearments to console me under my sufferings. He told me to take courage for that after he had got so far in, the worst must be over, and our object would very soon be effected when I would be amply recompensed for all the suffering I had undergone by the precious reward which would crown the accomplishment of our united effort. He said that if I wished it, he would at once withdraw the unhappy cause of my distress, though he told me that it would be a severe punishment to him, as its presence within me was giving him the most extreme delight. He insisted, however, that it was absolutely necessary he should be able to get it wholly within me before I could begin to enjoy the pleasure we sought for, and that to take it out and replace it again would only add to my sufferings. He asked me to allow him to try the effect of suspending his efforts to penetrate further, and letting his weapon remain quiet where it was until I could tell that I was able to sustain its further progress.
Alas! The poor boy found himself quite unable to follow out his generous intentions. He did cease for a time his vigorous heaves and thrusts, and allowed his potent instrument to remain at rest for a minute or two: but my painful and uneasy sensations operated too powerfully upon me to admit of my keeping quiet, and I could not refrain from writhing and twisting my body about beneath him under the influence of the agonies I was enduring. The exciting irritation produced by my motions upon his-raging member, pent up and confined as it was within such a narrow recess, and the borders of which pressed upon it with such delightful force, was too much for him to endure any longer. Pressing me in a nervous embrace, he cried out. “Oh, Emily! Emily! I cannot help it. Oh, forgive me! I must — I must do it.”
His impetuous weapon bounded backwards and forwards two or three times within me, at the last of which, as he uttered an exclamation of delight, I felt a delicious warm liquid burst from him and force itself into my interior, creating the most charming titillating sensation within me. The dear boy was in the agonies of bliss. Forgetting my own pain, and only thinking how I could contribute to his satisfaction and delight, I clasped him closely in my arms and sustained him upon me as, after two or three short heaves and one long convulsive quivering thrust of exquisite delight, he sank almost senseless upon me. I imprinted fond kisses upon his charming countenance from which all colour had momentarily departed, as his senses almost deserted him in the pleasing swoon of gratified enjoyment.
As he lay panting and breathless upon me, I had time to investigate the condition of the little charmer which, while affording him so much delight, had already worked me so much mischief. I thought that after having gratified its owner so much as it evidently had done, it would have become relaxed and would have slipped out from its pleasant quarters as it had done from my mouth on a previous occasion, but notwithstanding all the pain its presence occasioned me, I was delighted to find that this did not take place. It still maintained its position within me, and though I was certainly sensible of a slight diminution in the oppressive fullness of distension it had hitherto occasioned me, still I could hardly discover the least symptoms of diminished strength or stiffness about it.
In a short time dear Harry lifted up his head from my bosom, and with joyful accents expressed his gratitude for all the bliss I had afforded him. He tenderly inquired whether I could still endure his attempt to complete his achievement. I hardly knew what to say. The sight of the transports he had enjoyed without my being able to share them with him drove me almost frantic, while, on the other hand, I dreaded a repetition of the shocking pangs I had undergone during his partial penetration within the sanctuary of bliss. But when the dear boy, in the gentlest and most cautious manner, withdrew his stiff instrument to the very mouth of the cavity and then slowly advanced it again as far as it had previously intruded, I found that the passage following the natural consequence of his first pleasing emission had so smoothed the way and rendered it easy for travel that I no longer hesitated. Returning his warm caresses I gave my full permission for him to proceed in his career in any manner that he might think proper.
But, alas! my pangs were not yet over. As long as he confined himself to the portion of my covered way which he had already traversed, it was all delightful, but when he attempted to thrust still further forward, and to complete the perfect insertion of the weapon of love within my inmost recesses, the distension and the rending asunder of the parts occasioned by his advance was so dreadfully painful that after several half-suppressed exclamations drawn from me by my sufferings, I was under the necessity of imploring him to withdraw the instrument of pain and relieve me from my anguish.
Although it must have cost him a sad effort to break off in the midst of his career of enjoyment when so close upon the accomplishment of his wishes, the darling boy did not hesitate to comply with my request. He was in the act of slowly drawing out the member which had caused my suffering, when, to my utter amazement, I heard the accents of suppressed laughter, instantly followed by the well-known sound of birch twigs smartly applied to the naked flesh. I could have no doubt who was the sufferer, or what the part on which the flagellation was inflicted. Poor Harry's posteriors, urged on by the stimulus so suddenly and unexpectedly applied to them, bounded forward with a more furious and energetic jerk than any he had hitherto ventured to make, and that single heave did more to clear the way for him than all his previous endeavours had effected.
I uttered a loud exclamation of anguish as I felt myself thus rudely torn asunder, but the repeated blows which fell fast and furious on poor Harry's devoted bottom, combined with the fierce state of excitement into which he had been thrown by the whole previous scene and his long dalliance with my naked charms, stimulated him to such a state of distraction and excitement that, perfectly regardless of anything but the urgent necessity of satisfying his own maddened feelings of lascivious rage, he repeated his energetic thrusts with such force and so successfully, that almost before I knew what I was about the flaming arrow rushed right up into my very interior, as far as it could reach, and our naked bellies were so closely pressed together that the downy tufts on each side were intermingled and rubbed against each other.
No sooner was this pleasing conjunction fully effected than the strokes of the birch ceased as suddenly as they had commenced. Harry, finding that the whole of the troublesome part of the business was accomplished, ceased for a moment to urge his vigorous efforts, and turned his head round to see who it was who had so unexpectedly and in such a strange manner urged him on to complete so happily the achievement he had been labouring to effect and which he had been so near abandoning at the very moment of victory. The complete cessation of his furious thrusts, combined with the relief afforded by the thorough rupture of the barriers which had hitherto impeded his progress, brought with it to me such an entire freedom from pain that, although still feeling an oppressive fullness and stretching of the parts thus powerfully distended, I was no longer afflicted with my former suffering beyond a slight smarting of the inward parts, which I felt was being rapidly converted into a burning, itching, and tickling sensation that craved for immediate solace.
Being now no longer wholly occupied with my own misfortunes, I ventured to cast my eyes around and to my consternation and dismay, on turning my head on one side I beheld Lady Lovesport with her bosom bare and her lovely bubbies fully displayed through her loose open chemise-which was indeed the only garment she wore-standing by the bedside with a birch rod in her hand. And on turning to the other side, there was Mr. Everard with merely his shirt on, holding in his hands two wax lights, the better to enable them to have a complete inspection of the naughty boy and girl who were thus exhibited naked before them in the very midst of the joys of coition; his splendid priapus in full erection, holding up his shirt before him, plainly testifying to the charming effect which the lascivious scene was producing upon him.
Lady Lovesport was the first to speak. “So, you young rascal, is this the lesson you have learned at school? Is this the way they have taught you to behave to young ladies? Must I then scourge, scourge, scourge, this naughtiness out of you completely?” And at every word she applied a sharp stroke of the rod to the lovely pure white posteriors which were glancing in the light.
I was terribly ashamed and closed my eyes again, not daring to encounter her looks. But Harry soon gave me something else to think of. The only answer he made to Lady Lovesport's bantering observations was to thrust forward his buttocks in unison with every blow that fell upon them, and then to withdraw them again as far as he could without dislodging the charming weapon which was now every instant buried from one end to the other within my inmost recesses, and which invaded my secret quarters with such animation and fury that it quickly infused the same life and spirit into me. Notwithstanding my confusion and dismay at being thus discovered, I could not help responding to his delicious shoves and thrusts with similar movements on my own part, endeavouring to time the up-heavings of my backside so as to meet and return, at the proper moment, dear Harry's vigorous and incessant attacks. I still heard the blows of the birch sounding upon his naked posteriors; but they were evidently applied more through frolic and fun than with any intention of punishment, and the ill-suppressed laughter of the wanton couple of spectators, who had been so lately employed in the same delightful occupation, convinced me that we had nothing to fear from them. Finding that the excitement and irritation produced by the oft repeated assaults of the potent hero working within me were fast bringing me to that happy state which announced the speedy arrival of the blissful crisis, I clung to and squeezed dear Harry in my arms, straining him to me, and using every effort in my power to add to and increase his as well as my own sensations of voluptuous pleasure. He was noways backward in reciprocating my fond endeavours, and I was soon convinced that he was equally well prepared to join in the delightful consummation of our labours as I was.
When I felt the first joyful emission drawn from me by the manly weapon of my darling lover bursting from my enraptured womb, I was only able to murmur out, “Oh, Harry, Harry, what bliss!” before I was conscious that he too had poured forth into me his glorious tribute of manhood with the most abundant symptoms of delight and enjoyment. Mingled in one rapturous tide, our mutual contributions flowed forth in streams of joy almost beyond the powers of human nature to endure, and utterly beyond the powers of mortal to describe. Fainting and exhausted, I sank back overpowered with bliss, as I felt the charming boy's relaxed arms loose their grasp of me.
Lady Lovesport's kind arms now encircled him, and laying us both on our sides, she and Mr. Everard lavished kisses and caresses upon us until our exhausted strength was somewhat recruited, and we had recovered our senses sufficiently to know what we were about.
I shall not here enter into any details of the manner in which Lady Lovesport and Mr. Everard thus came to appear on the scene, as they will be better given in the explanation which I afterwards received from Harry. Suffice it to say that they were aware we had been the witnesses of their own amorous sports, and, having no doubt that we would follow so good an example, they had resolved on witnessing, in their turn, our enjoyments, with the view of doing everything in their power to promote them. They had remained quiet spectators at first, till, thinking that Harry was foolishly throwing away the advantage he had already gained, it had occurred to Lady Love-sport to try the effect of the powerful stimulus which she so successfully applied to his posteriors just in the nick of time, and which so effectually produced all the good effect that she desired. They very soon relieved us from any feeling of restraint with them by the manner in which they lavished their caresses upon our naked forms-which it appeared as if they never could sufficiently praise and admire. Dear Harry's vigour had been somewhat impaired by the double effect which had been the result of his recent encounter, and when his little jewel slipped out of me it did not hold up its coral head quite so boldly as it had previously done. But under the caresses of Lady Lovesport, who laughed and joked with him about it, and kissed and fondled it, the naughty rogue soon began to erect its red standard again, to renew the pleasing combat. But on observing this, Lady Lovesport said that he must not be in such a hurry and that we would both enjoy it all the more for a little delay. In the meantime she said we must reward them for the seasonable assistance they had rendered us by returning the compliment, and repaying them some of the stripes which had been so usefully bestowed upon Harry's lovely posteriors.
I had already observed from the swelling out and the undulating movements of Mr. Everard's shirt that the luscious scene we had been performing before him had rendered him quite ready for action. But I was so ashamed that I did not know what to do, and was afraid to move. Harry soon relieved me from all difficulty, for jumping up he declared that he would be only too happy to do anything he could to contribute to their amusement, and before I knew what he was about, he had stripped off their single garment from each of our companions and made them take our places on the bed. Then lighting some additional candles, that we might the better enjoy the sport, he took up one rod and placed another in my hand, arranging me on one side of the bed and himself on the other.
Mr. Everard lost no time in proceeding to work. He got upon. Lady Lovesport, and separating her thighs, at once introduced his splendid weapon into her fountain of bliss. No sooner had he applied the point to the opening than Harry poured down a shower of blows upon his magnificent buttocks, which were instantly driven forward with a force that buried at one thrust the powerful instrument to its full extent within the charming cavity. Up and down, heave followed heave in rapid succession for some time, till the wanton Harry, telling me to make use of my rod in my turn, knelt down on the bed, and throwing his arms round them both, turned them over, so that Lady Lovesport's lovely buttocks now in their turn appeared uppermost. I was almost afraid of hurting the tender surface of the beautiful hillocks of snow, and Harry, saying that it did not strike half hard enough, again resumed the rod and plied it with what I then thought unmerciful vigour.
By this time they were both in a state of the utmost enjoyment, but it seemed that their pleasure was so great that they both wished to prolong it as far as possible-their mutual thrusts and heaves, though by no means diminished in energy, were now given at longer intervals. Several times were they thus turned over, and their respective buttocks treated with a taste of the birchen twigs, until the lovely promontories of both glowed with a splendid ruby colour.
At length, no longer able to control their burning passions, Lady Lovesport quickened her movements and Mr. Everard, giving way to all his voluptuous fury, performed a rapid series of quick, short, fierce strokes, each one more vehement and apparently more delightful than the last, which soon brought on the climax of bliss-and pouring out their mutual effusions, they sank, panting and breathless, on the bed.
When they had somewhat recovered themselves they no longer opposed Harry's desire to renew his career of happiness with me, and they even assisted us in making the necessary arrangements for our pleasing conjunction. Observing, however, from the crimson stains on Harry's weapon and on my thighs, that our recent encounter had not been brought to a successful termination without some disastrous effects, Lady Lovesport took a sponge and bathed the parts with cold water, and sent Harry to her room for a supply of bear's grease which she applied, not only to my aperture, but also to Harry's now stiff and inflamed weapon. The effect was that when he again laid me down and got upon me, no sooner did he apply his wicked staff of love to the grotto of pleasure than it slipped in with the greatest ease, occasioning me hardly any pain or discomfort.
You may easily suppose that the result was the very perfection of happiness and enjoyment. Nothing could possibly exceed the amount of pleasure my own darling boy conferred upon me. His ardour had not been in the slightest degree cooled by his previous emissions, and their only effect had been to render a somewhat more prolonged exertion on his part necessary in order to attain the summit of his desires. The consequences were most charming to me, for the continued friction of the delightful instrument of love, stirring up the most voluptuous sensations within me, produced such an exciting effect that it drew down from me a double overflow of the balm of bliss. The second tide of rapture had just begun to flow when dear Harry gave one fierce energetic shove, as far up into me as possible, and then remained with his sweet charmer thrust into me to the utmost extent. While his fierce weapon continued motionless for a second or two, a sort of spasm shook his whole body, and his third sweet offering of love was shot into my fiery entrails from the enraptured weapon of love thus entirely buried within me as far as it would reach.
Lady Lovesport now declared that we had excited ourselves as much as, or rather more than, was good for us, and she insisted on Harry retiring to his own room, and leaving me to repose.
I would fain have kept him with me, but she said she could not trust us together, as we would be certain to repeat our naughty tricks. As she remained firm, notwithstanding all our entreaties, we were obliged to part, but she promised that if she found we were not the worse for our exertions, we should have an opportunity of renewing our pleasures on the following evening. So, after a fond adieu, we separated for the night.
You may form some idea of the pleasant thoughts which occupied my waking hours during the rest of this happy night, on thus finding that all the obstacles to the delicious intercourse with dear Harry I had so fondly longed for were entirely removed; and of the still more pleasing dreams, when I at length sunk into slumber, in which the supreme happiness I had enjoyed was recalled and repeated in a thousand fantastic shapes-in which the dear boy and his improved attributes of pleasing formed, of course, the main attraction and delight.
I awoke in the morning quite refreshed and invigorated. On making an inspection regarding the ravages which the naughty rogue's stiff truncheon had committed in my interior, I was delighted to find that no great mischief had been done and that, beyond a slight stiffness and smarting which the application of cold water soon removed, there was nothing to prevent me from renewing the charming sport as soon as an opportunity should be afforded. But what pleased me more than anything was to find that, though I could now insert my finger a considerable way further into the cavity than I could formerly have done, the surrounding parts closed around it as firmly and tightly as ever, in such a manner as to satisfy me that every renewed introduction of the dear boy's charming weapon would occasion to us both the same delightful transports which we had already enjoyed on its first penetration.
When we met at breakfast next morning in the presence of the other visitors, we were, of course, compelled to restrain our feelings, but Lady Lovesport very soon took an opportunity of telling us that she would now place no restraint upon our intercourse, but that she trusted we would take her advice as being most prudent and best for all parties; that we should not give way to our amorous indulgences, except when she would be able to provide a safe opportunity. This she promised to do, as often as she thought would be right for us. We were both too much indebted to her, and too grateful for her kindness, to hesitate for a moment in giving her an assurance to this effect.
Every night since then, the little boudoir has been the scene of the most unrestrained delight, where we have all indulged ourselves in every amorous frolic to the very utmost; but it would be endless to attempt to describe to you all the luscious transactions that have there taken place, which must be seen and participated in to be fully appreciated, and it is now time to close this unconscionably long epistle.
Harry and I soon found many opportunities for renewing our old rambles by the shore and in the woods where I made him tell me all that had happened to him during our separation, and how the delicious result consequent upon our meeting had been brought about. But as he has promised to put his adventures in writing for me, I shall not attempt to give you any explanation here and shall rather send you his own account of all his exploits as soon as I receive it.
This, together with the faithful recital I have given you of my adventures here, will, I hope, encourage you to go on with the charming history of your own first performances upon your initiation into the mysteries of love, and will make you forgive me for having betrayed all our secrets to dear Harry. You must indeed pardon me, for it was quite impossible to refuse him anything. On seeing my hesitation, he threatened to stop the supplies necessary for carrying on the campaign of pleasure we had commenced in such a pleasing manner unless I consented to gratify his curiosity with the full particulars of all that had passed between us, and of all the amorous pranks we had played together. Although I don't think he could have contrived to carry his threat into execution, I could not find it in my heart to refuse him anything he asked of me.
Adieu, Emily