The Boudoir No.1

THE DISEMBODIED SPIRIT

I next found myself incarcerated in a beautifully fashioned sofa or couch, carved, ornamented, and made in the very extreme of oriental luxuriance; I was placed in a room in every respect worthy of my grandeur, and was meditating as to who was the occupant of this lovely retreat when the door opened, and a young Syrian girl entered. She was beautiful as an earthly Venus, with eyes large, dark, and dreamily voluptuous, in whose depths love had evidently as yet found no place. She was clothed in some sort of light, flimsy garment, showing the charming curves and undulations of her lovely form. She placed herself upon me, and gave herself up to her thoughts; these could not, I imagined, be of love, for she was evidently not yet fourteen, although (like all women of our sunny shores) fully developed.

After some time the noonday heat seemed to make her languid and drowsy. She disposed herself upon my luxurious cushions, and was soon asleep. Although but a spirit without tangible form, I had retained all the passions and feelings I possessed during life, so that the aspect and appearance of my lovely occupant gave rise to certain thoughts and feelings prompted by her beauty. I disposed of myself in the best position to see the still concealed beauties of my earthly mistress. For this purpose I first placed myself near the corner of the couch where her head reclined; here I could inhale the sweets of her delicious breath, and here I could also catch glimpses of part of her lovely breasts, as they rose and fell in the calm undulations of innocent sleep, rendered more and more excited by the partial view thus obtained, I longed for a more complete sight of these rounded globes; and whether it was that Minos took pity on my tantalizing position, or whether it was the result of mere accident, certain it is that she suddenly awoke, and, seeming to be oppressed with the heat, sat up and, quickly opening her robe down to the waist, fell back again upon me and slept.

Ye Gods! what a maddening sight now met my enamoured eyes as they feasted with insatiable delight upon the sea of beauties thus given to my view. Her rounded, softly moulded chin gradually merging into the white column of her neck, the last gradually swelling until it ended in two round, swelling breasts parted between, and crowned each with a delicious pink bud, their very colour (a dusky brown) but added to my delight. What tides of ecstasy thrilled through my maddened spirit as I wandered unrestrained over their soft expanse, as they swelled to meet my frantic pressure, unfelt, of course, by her.

I prayed in a delirium that through some mysterious power she should feel my presence and respond to my efforts, as I fastened upon her lovely mouth, and sucked in her fragrant breath; as if in answer to my prayer her face suddenly flushed, and her breasts began to heave with innocent dreams (as I thought) of till then unknown bliss. With what joy I saw her whole form as it were dissolve in ecstasy. Her sleepy efforts to respond to my fond pressures had somewhat disordered her dress, and I now perceived it had fallen from her limbs. I immediately flew to the other end of the couch, and if I was excited before what must now have been my feelings when I saw her most secret beauties revealed in all their maddening luxuriance; her legs had opened wide, and as I gazed my eyes dwelt on each softly rounded limb from tapered ankle to glowing thigh; her hand, meantime prompted perhaps by some incident of her dream, wandered down till it rested between her quivering thighs, and unconsciously played with the short, silky, curling hair that covered that lovely spot. Excited or tittled with this unusual occupation, a pair of scarlet pouting lips opened, whilst the soft mound above thrilled as if longing for some unknown pleasure. At last she seemed to have reached the bliss she dreamt of. Her whole body heaved upwards as if to meet some responding pressure, whilst her breasts rose high and panted with the exquisite ecstasy of love's enjoyment. At last, unable to bear the unusual pleasure, she awoke, her cheeks flushing, and her eyes half closed in languor, still disordered with the effect of her dream.

After some moments she arose, and going to the door it was opened and a young Greek of about her own age entered. He was of faultless beauty of face and form. She flew to me again and arranged her disordered dress, whilst he, with eyes cast down, approached her with a humble apology for this intrusion. She angrily reproached him for the outrage upon her modesty, whilst Daphnis, with the deepest respect remonstrated with her for thus treating her betrothed husband with so much harshness. Somewhat softened with his respectful behaviour she relented, and, upon his promising to take no advantage of her undefended position, consented to his remaining. Overjoyed at her unusual and unexpected compliance, he immediately forgot all his former bashfulness, and throwing his arms around her snatched a kiss; this seemed to remind her of her dream.

Her eyes again began to show a soft and melting languor, and although she apparently resisted his kisses, nevertheless she wished him to persist, at least she consented so far as to put one arm coyly round his neck, and now returned his kisses with responsive ardour, her feelings getting more and more beyond her control. Daphnis, seeing her bosom swelling with the excitement of his fond pressures, whispered softly a wish to see that lovely retreat of joys. To this she returned an indignant denial, but when her lover explained how innocent was his wish, that the married ladies of Resai exposed more than half their breasts to the ga2e of strangers in the open day, why should she refuse her lover so small a boon? At this she seemed to be somewhat moved by his persistence, and hid her burning face on his breast.

"Well, since you desire it so much, if I show you as much as they show, will you be satisfied and claim no more?"

Overjoyed, and eager to behold what he had so often pictured to his glowing imagination, he returned an affirmative.

The lovely girl, blushing a rosy red, pulled down her dress until half of each glowing breast was exposed to his enamoured view. Maddened at the sight he embraced her form with frantic eagerness, and kissed them again and again, till, prompted by his unruly desires, his hand suddenly plunged between the panting mounds of pleasure, and took posses13 sion notwithstanding her resistance, faint though it was; for that unlucky dream in which she in her vivid imagination had already experienced, all this rendered her nearly helpless in his arms- both her arms were now joined round his neck, and lost in the mazes of her warm imagination she allowed his hand to rove unrestrained all over her lovely neck and breasts whilst it now and then wandered to her waist and softly rounded belly (fear or ignorance kept him from encroaching further), her mouth half open like a ripe pomegranate, returned his burning kisses whilst her tongue darted between his lips. In a moment of forgetfulness she told him that she had in a dream admitted him to even greater liberties than these. This seemed to excite his curiosity, and he asked her what had happened. She said he had obtained much more than she would ever grant in her waking moments.

"What," said Daphnis; "were we in bed together and undressed?"

She blushingly admitted that they were. He asked if her feelings were the same as they now were. She said, between hesitation and blushes, that his hands had wandered all over her body, and that she seemed to be quite unable to prevent him, that just before she awoke she had felt certain pleasurable sensations it would be quite impossible to describe. His curiosity and desires still more powerfully aroused at this description of the artless girl, Daphnis asked if the sensation she had experienced was nice? This seemed to excite her more and more, nearly fainting at the very recollection, she exclaimed: "It was like nothing earthly!"

Eager to know all about this mysterious transaction, he desired to know what they could have done to cause all this, but some feeling of maiden modesty prompted her to withhold this.

Daphnis5 desires had now reached a height entirely beyond his control; and indeed, she seemed to be in almost a like condition. They had accidentally slipped back on me till they lay stretched face to face; their bodies pressed together in frantic embraces; their limbs disordered. After some time spent in these efforts, unable to obtain the enjoyment of he knew not what, and, perhaps, prompted by instinct, he threw himself on her, clasped his arms around her waist whilst hers embraced his neck. Daphnis pressed closer and closer amidst humid kisses and soft murmuring, as if he wished to incorporate their bodies into one.

Whether by accident, or remembering the movements of her dream, her limbs by degrees opened to admit his body, twining convulsively round his loins. Nearly fainting with the unaccustomed ecstasy of their still raging, unappeased desires, they heaved and pressed frantically against each other with but now a slight garment between them. She could feel something pressing against the lovely spot between her thighs, as if it would force its imperious way despite all impediments, and with mutual longing it pouted wide at each aggression, as if it longed to admit the dear invader, At last, exhausted with these tantalizing and ineffectual joys, they desisted for a moment, whilst Daphnis whispered,

"Was this like your dream?"

The lovely maid replied, "Not quite!"

"Why?" he asked.

"We were naked!"

This was just what he wished for, but had been too much afraid to ask. Rising, he quickly divested himself of his garments, and entreated her to follow his example; but modesty and shame struggled against her wishes, and, at last impatient of delay, he threw himself on her, and tearing forcibly her dress, the lovely maid's naked charms were exposed to his unrestricted view.

All thought of modesty or maiden diffidence was now completely overwhelmed and forgotten amidst the maddening thoughts of her unappeased desires. She sank on me, her eyes half closed with love, her breasts panting high, as if willing to be pressed, her legs thrown apart, impatient to clasp his body. Unable to bear the sight he sank into her arms, and lay for some time exhausted with the very fury of his longings.

She seemed disappointed and impatient at this delay, and pressing a burning kiss on his mouth, clasped him closer, whilst she whispered: "This was not all!"

Awakened from his trance at this fond invitation, he prepared to consummate their mutual bliss. She with trembling eagerness aided his awkward efforts.

The invader now enters the open gates of his longing mate, and presses onward- not without pain to both. Her breasts panted and heaved upwards against his chest, as each eager thrust sent a thrill of heavenly delight through her frame; her thighs quivered and clasped around him, whilst she seemed to dissolve in an agony of enjoyment. Now wriggling with her hands clasped round his loins, all at once they suddenly struggled more fiercely, clasped tighter and tighter, till with one humid kiss they sank fainting into each other's arms.