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of affairs, took it in good part; she kissed me. However, we were so
excited that we both discharged before the act of coition was effected.
"I now led her into the vestry-room near the pulpit, and seating myself
on a chair, pulled her on my knees. I unfastened her dress and,
exposing her two breasts, repeatedly kissed and handled them. I made
her put one of her feet on the table while her other leg hung between
mine, by this means leaving her thighs stretched widely apart. I forced
a finger into her slit while she seized my instrument. I commenced
moving my finger, she did the same with her hand, and in a few moments
we again discharged, experiencing the most delicious sensations.
"After a little repose we recommenced. She longed for something more
satisfying and endeavored to excite me. She seized my staff, covering
and uncovering the ruby head. She even took the whole of my rod into
her mouth, palating it with her tongue, while at the same moment she
tickled my testicles and bottom. Nor was I idle, for I pressed and
kissed her bubbies, sucking the strawberry nipples, stroking down her
belly and titillating her anus. I then kneeled down, and making her
open her thighs widely apart, I inserted my tongue into her slit,
titillating the sides of her vagina and sucking her clitoris. Helen was
almost mad with the intensity of her desires, and was ready to spend
again, when she had the satisfaction of seeing my instrument attain
such an enormous size that when she again took it in her mouth it
filled it completely. Giving it a last kiss she threw herself on a
hassock and pulling up all her clothes above her navel, thus leaving
her body entirely naked from there downward, spreading her legs open
and slightly bending her knees, she exclaimed:
"'Come love, embrace me well--bury your staff into the deepest and most
secret recesses of my body. Do not spare me.'
"I did not have to be told twice, for I was on her in a moment. I
gently introduced the head of my instrument between the lips of her
slit, but it would not enter.
"It was in vain, I pushed, I could make no headway, but only gave her a
great deal of pain. After a little trying of this nature, she was
getting exhausted and told me for God's sake to finish my work. I then
withdrew my instrument, and, wetting the end of it with spittle, again
brought it to bear on the entrance of the abode of bliss. As soon as I
got the head well between the lips I began to shove. She was
determined, however, to be aggressive with me, and with a tremendous
heave of her bottom impaled herself to the hilt on my rod, so much so
that the hair surrounding our genitals intermingled. She could not
avoid shrieking out, but the pain soon began to pass off and after a
few more shoves she evidently began to experience the most delicious
sensations. Every thrust I gave sent a liquid fire of delirium through
her veins. When she felt my instrument rubbing the sensitive sides of
her vagina she appeared as if she would die with pleasure. Her breasts
rose and fell and her buttocks actually quivered with the delights of
her sensations. My motion grew faster, my testicles tingled with
delight at every shove against her bottom. She threw her legs about in
confusion and met every thrust more than halfway. She wiggled herself
from side to side on my staff. The finale came.
"'Herbert, I am coming--O God! what pleasure! Dear
Herbert--closer--clo--ser--clo--' she pantingly exclaimed, and a
profuse discharge from the innermost recesses of her body met my own.
"We got up and adjusted our clothing and I promised her I would visit
her the next night in her own room, the access to which was very easy,
and I returned home to reflect on all the pleasures I had experienced."
"Stop, Herbert," said Amy, interrupting her brother-in-law in his
recital. "Before you continue your history, you must give me relief.
Your descriptions are so voluptuous and lascivious that my slit is on
fire--come, darling, you are in fine condition."
I seconded Amy's request, being no less excited myself. Herbert was
indeed in splendid condition for performing the rites of Venus. We all
rose from the couch.
"Stand up, Amy," said Herbert. "Put one of your feet on this chair and
let the other rest on the ground. There, that's it; now your plump
thighs are widely separated and I can manipulate your pretty little
_con_."
"Oh, do, darling," returned the delighted girl.
"Now I am going to titillate your clitoris with my tongue," said
Herbert.
Amy placed herself in the position required. Herbert seated himself on
the ground between her thighs and brought his mouth in contact with her
slit. He divided the lips of her bijou with his tongue and forced it in
and out of the rosy cavity.
"Amy," said Herbert, when he had indulged in this play a few moments,
"you have got the prettiest little con in the world. What soft down
adorns this hallowed spot! What delicious folding lips, and what a
sweet morsel is your clitoris! How glorious it is to enjoy you to one's
heart's content. Just fancy this the first time you had ever come in
contact with a man. Let me rehearse the scene: he would first of all
play with your bubbies, he would press and kiss them as I do now, he
would suck these rosy nipples until he had excited you to the last
degree. He would then grow bolder, but you must lie down for me to
perform the scene properly."
Amy threw her entire length on the divan while I watched with delighted
eyes this delicious scene, enjoying it as much as if I were the
recipient instead of his beautiful sister-in-law.
"When he saw your delicious white belly," continued Herbert, "he would
shiver with delight and fasten his lips to it, thus and thus. He would
then pass his hand backwards and forwards on this smooth white plain
and endeavor to peer into the mysteries seated below. In another moment
his hand would invade your delicious little con--just as mine does
now--his finger separates the lips and he gently rubs your
clitoris--you are mad with delight, you open your thighs and wriggle
your bottom under his touches. He pushes one of his fingers into your
con and moves it in and out as I do now."
"Oh, darling, it is too much; I cannot bear it," cried the delighted
girl, writhing and wriggling her body about in the most delicious
manner possible, at the same time seizing Herbert's staff and rubbing
it up and down.
"Having toyed with each other some time," continued Herbert, "he
suddenly fixes his lips on your delicate slit, and pushes his tongue
between the lips, and while thus employed he tickles your bottom. You
are just ready to spend and beg him for heaven's sake to finish with
you. He divides your thighs as I do now and mounts you in this manner."
Herbert suited the action to the word and threw himself on Amy's belly.
She herself guided his instrument into her coral sheath, and they both
commenced the work of thrust and heave.
"Delicious, splendid!" exclaimed Amy. "I can feel your lovely
instrument in my vagina. Go on! go on!"
"He moves his bottom as I do mine--and soon discharges--as I do now. My
darling girl, your lovely slit has extracted the last drop from me."
"I too," gasped Amy, "there-th--"
I was so excited at witnessing this voluptuous scene that I was obliged
to give myself relief by rubbing my clitoris. I emitted at the same
moment they did.
"What delight I have enjoyed," said Amy when she had somewhat
recovered. "But continue your history, dear Herbert."
Herbert recommenced in the terms to be found in the next chapter.
END OF VOLUME ONE
VOLUME TWO
Chapter I
HERBERT CLARENCE'S HISTORY CONTINUED
"I was punctual to the moment with my engagement with the beautiful
Helen, and the moment I saw her I rushed into her arms. I then
proceeded to strip her of her clothes and she did the same office for
me. I made her sit naked as she was on my knee, and began kissing her
body all over, caressing her breasts and sucking the rosy tips
surmounting them. I descended to her belly, smoothing it with my hand,
and then I attacked the very center of pleasure, first putting in one
finger and then another, and twisting the hair surrounding her mount. I
then made her stand with her legs wide apart, and I kneeled before her,
and put my tongue into the coral passage, giving her intense pleasure.
I seized her clitoris between my lips, at the same time titillating the
inside of her con with my finger. I thought she would expire with
delight. I stroked down her thighs with my hands. I then made her stoop
forward, by which means she exposed her handsome buttocks completely to
my gaze. I slapped them with my hand until they were as red as a
cherry. This was too much for me, for making her lean with her head on
the bed, I had a fine opportunity to enter her from the rear. I was on
her in a moment. I felt her warm buttocks rubbing against my belly
while my instrument entered a prodigious way into her body and I
commenced my movements. At every push I made I could feel my testicles
strike against her bottom. My hands at the same time were passed round
her body; with one hand I handled her breasts--with the other I rubbed
the top of her slit. The pleasure was so great that it could not
last--and we both actually swooned away when the crisis came, I falling
all my length on her back and she falling on her belly on the bed.
"A few minutes' repose served to renew our energies. I now placed a
large cushion on the bed, and taking her in my arms I made her recline
against it in such a way that I could easily enter her body while in a
standing posture. She passed one arm around my neck, the other around
my body and her two breasts beat against my chest. My instrument was
soon buried in her glowing sheath. I pushed vigorously, and her breasts
rebounded, quivered with the shock--even our very hair intermingled.
She was beyond herself and could continue her passion no longer, but
opening her thighs to the utmost extent she discharged, and I did the
same, her pleasures being a hundred times increased as she felt the
warm liquor rushing into her womb.
"We soon recovered ourselves. This time I seated myself on the bed and
drew her, naked as she was onto my knees. How delicious was the
sensation of her warm bottom to my thighs! She impaled herself on the
object of her divinity--she now moved herself rapidly up and down, but
I did not let her finish in this manner, but turning her around with
her face towards me, I carried her to a sofa and lay panting and
heaving on her bosom. She began to wiggle her bottom again and in a few
moments we again dissolved in bliss.
"The time had now arrived for us to separate, and hurriedly dressing
ourselves we bade an affectionate farewell to each other. I never saw
Helen after this--for my uncle died suddenly, leaving me his heir, and
Helen was married shortly after and went south to live.
"Soon after coming into my uncle's estate I moved to New York, and took
up my residence at the St. Nicholas Hotel, determined to see a little
life before settling down as a steady man. I had been at the hotel but
a few days when I made the acquaintance of a gentleman about my own
age. His name was George Darville and he was a first-rate fellow. In
the course of conversation we struck on subjects of an amorous
character and I soon discovered that my friend was no novice in the
field of Venus. That same evening we went together to Niblo's Garden
and took our places in the parquet. Just before the curtain rose I
stood up from my seat to gaze around the house. My eyes were
immediately arrested by a beautiful girl stationed in one of the
private boxes. She was the most perfect blonde I had ever seen. Her
hair was a glossy auburn, and shaded a face that might have served for