The Romance of Lust: A classic Victorian erotic novel
as a means of restoring their powers, and reinvigorating them for
daylight encounters—both the dear creatures loving to have the fullest
daylight on all the charms of their participants in pleasure, at the
same time yielding an equally undisguised inspection of their own. This
was their principle reason, but they also considered it advisable as a
restorative, and a useful precaution not to overstrain the energies of
the youths they both so much enjoyed. My late experiences at home had
already taught me the advantage and utility of a quiet night’s rest
after frequent contests in the fields of Venus and Juno.
I slept on this occasion with a deep and continuous slumber, until I was
awakened by my uncle, who came to summon me to the arms of his wife,
who, in the splendour of her full-blown charms awaited me in her own
bed, naked as the day she was born. Her arms outstretched, she invited
me to the full enjoyment of her glorious person. The doctor drew my
nightshirt over my head, and in a moment I was locked in the close
embrace of that superb creature. We were both too hot to wait for
further preliminaries, but went at it in furious haste, and rapidly paid
our first tribute to the god of love. The doctor had acted postillion to
both of us, with a finger up each anus. The exquisite pressures of my
aunt’s cunt reinvigorated me almost without a pause, and we proceeded at
once to run a second course. Uncle got three fingers into her divine
bottom-hole, as her legs were thrown over my waist, and her immense
buttocks well thrown up enabled him to have full play between the cheeks
of her backside. This double operation made the dear lascivious creature
spend again in a very few movements, and giving her hardly time to
finish her discharge, I fucked on with double force, and with prick as
hard as wood, as fast I could work. This furious onset, which was the
most exciting thing she knew of, rapidly caused a third discharge. To
prevent my own prick from spending too quickly, I held somewhat back;
then again we went at it fast and furious, and the dear lustful
creature, with cries of joy, spent again with me, and fainted from
excess of pleasure; but her glorious cunt continued to throb on my
delighted prick, as if it would nip it off by the roots. I never met
with so lusciously large a cunt, or one with a greater power of
pressure. She could quite hold even an exhausted prick a complete
prisoner in these most delicious and velvety folds. Great as was the
power of Miss Frankland’s cunt in that way, aunt beat her. I may here
mention an occurrence that took place some time after this period. It
was during a rare opportunity from an accidental absence of the doctor,
when I was sleeping with my gloriously beautiful aunt. I had fucked her
to her heart’s content before we slept, and again on waking, in full
daylight, after which we rose to relieve our natural wants. I laid
myself down on the floor, that I might completely see my dear aunt
piddle from her splendid cunt. It was a glorious sight, which instantly
fired my passions and was at once followed by a fuck on the floor, my
aunt’s enormous backside being quite cushion enough, and we enjoyed the
novelty of the thing amazingly. She was loud in her praises of my
indefatigable prick, which, with its vigour and superb dimensions, was
beyond all she had ever seen or felt, and just fitted her large and
luscious cunt, which had never before been so well filled. This remark
reminded me of a desire I had long had to have a thorough investigation
of that immense and splendid object. I expressed a wish to that effect.
“My darling boy, anything you like, you could not have a better
opportunity, my legs point to the window, so you have the fullest
sight—look, feel, frig, fuck, or bugger, all is at your free
disposition—only give me a pillow from the bed, as the floor is too hard
for me to continue so long as you are likely to be.”
I jumped up and gave her two pillows. Then laying her limbs wide open,
with knees bent, the magnificence of that luscious cunt lay in all its
grandeur before me. I have before described what a large, but splendidly
proportioned woman she was—small feet, and clear-run ankles, large, but
admirably turned calves, very small knees, above which rose the very
finest and fleshiest of thighs, worthy supporters of what I have already
described as the largest and finest backside my eyes ever lighted on.
Immense hips, and wonderfully and naturally small waist, above which
were her superb, large, fine, and firm bubbies that stood out when
naked, as hard and firm as those of the youngest of women; a charming
neck, and well-posed head with most pleasing and beautiful features
crowned the whole. Her arms were superb, and equal in proportion to her
other grand and splendid limbs. The flesh was of the most delicious
creamy white, without a spot or a blemish. The hair of the head,
plentiful in the extreme, and so long and thick that when undone it fell
all around her and below her superb buttocks, so that she could shake it
out all round, and completely hide her nakedness. Often and often has
she allowed me to pose her in every way, and shake it out all over her,
and well she might, for no matter how often I might have fucked her
previously, it was sure to produce at least three more encounters, one
of which was always in her backside, a most favourite way with her and
which she declared was by far the most pleasurable provided the other
aperture had been previously well fucked. With such a taste, of course,
her greatest pleasure was to have two pricks in her at once, the _ne
plus ultra_ of erotic satisfaction. To return to the inspection I was
about to describe, which was really the first at my full disposition,
for although I had often gamahuched, felt and seen the beautiful object,
it was when my passions were excited, and when the gratification of lust
alone prompted me, a state of mind opposed to close observation of
natural beauties. Now, repeated tributes to the god of lust had cooled
my ardour for the moment, and left me to the perfect enjoyment of the
sight before me, with the temper to inspect its full-blown beauties in
the minutest way. I have said before that my aunt had one of the
broadest, most prominent, and most beautiful mounts of Venus that I ever
saw. It was thickly covered with beautiful silky fair curls, which did
not hinder you from seeing her exquisite skin below. The sweep round, to
pass between her thighs, was bold and graceful. In the middle was a well
defined semi-circular depression, from whence the large, thick and
beautifully pouting lips of her cunt commenced, which in her present
position lay partially open. You could just see where the clitoris lay
snug. I have already observed that this was not largely developed, nor
were the inner labia of her cunt at all projecting, indeed, they were
not visible, unless her legs, with bent knees, were stretched apart, as
at present. On each side of these luscious pouting lips, and the long
immense pinky gash, was a triangle of considerable space, such, in fact,
as is only to be seen in a woman of the splendidly large proportions of
my aunt; this was covered as much as her mount with fair silky curls,
which ran down to her beautiful corrugated and rosy bottom-hole. Nothing
could be finer or more beautiful than the sight, as she thus lay fully
exposing every part in the broadest daylight. After handling and
admiring all, I laid the lips well back and apart, and there they kept
open. Nothing could be more charming than the interior of that most
enchanting cunt, of an exquisite salmon-pink in colour, nothing was out
of order. The clitoris, which bulged out in excitement from my touches
of all the parts around, lay first in the upper partition of the pouting
lips; then became below, slightly open, a charming entrance to the
urethra, larger than usual, to allow the mighty rush of waters to pour
from it when piddling; below this was the opening of the vagina, which I
parted with my fingers, and could see even to the corrugated sides of
that exquisite pleasure-giving sheath; then followed some sinuosity of
pinky flesh, whose duty it was to stretch to allow the largest prick to
penetrate. Half-an-inch beyond was the rosy orifice of her bottom. Such
was the exquisite scene before my delighted eyes. I proceeded with my
internal examination. Thrusting in three fingers of each hand, I forced
open by literal pressure the lips, until I could see to a depth of four
or five inches. It was a most beautiful sight. The sheath appeared to
have ribs running round it about half-an-inch apart, and I could see
they were the means of causing the exquisite pressures her cunt could so
ecstatically exercise. Indeed, excited by my _attouchements_, I could
see them contracting and relaxing. It was, doubtless, these ribs that
seemed to exercise a sort of peristaltic motion on the prick, when
reposing at full stand in that glorious cunt. I was able so widely to
open this splendid vagina that I thought I would try to get my hand
altogether in. Projecting my fingers forward, with the first and fourth
drawn under the middle ones and the thumb between, I pushed them
forward, and as the whole cunt was reeking with my last discharge, and
was well lubricated, I glided on; there was a little difficulty at the
knuckles, but I exerted a slight, gentle pressure, and in all went. Aunt
winced a little, and asked what I was doing. I told her.
“It is all in, my darling?”
“Yes, Auntie.”
She closed upon it, and squeezed it quite hard.
“Oh, how nice!” she exclaimed, “push it further in.”
I advanced, and could feel the end of her womb, which appeared like
three points to fingers and the thumb drawn together, and looked at
endways is something like what it felt—of course, without the nails.
Aunt asked me if I could double my fist where it was. I had no
difficulty, as the part yielded to the greater bulk. Aunt cried out—
“My darling boy, that is delicious; push it further in.”
I did so, and began working within her, backwards and forwards. She
wriggled her splendid backside in ecstasy, and before I had made a dozen
movements, poured down upon my hand and arm a torrent of almost boiling
liquid, and went off with a cry of enjoyment. Her arms and legs relaxed,
and she lay quite still in the utmost after-enjoyment, but with a
pressure on my arm and fist quite wonderful. Knowing how she liked the
movement to be continued at such a moment, I worked in and out slowly.
She soon recovered, and again seconded my movements, and again went off
in all the fury of lust, accompanied with shouts of excitement, urging
faster movements, and again went off in all the fury of her most
libidinous nature, and spent most profusely. All this had now brought me
into as furious a state as herself. I wanted to withdraw and substitute
my prick, not only from the state of excitement I was in, but also to
experience the effects of such a well-stretched cunt upon my
lesser-sized weapon. But so tight did my aunt hold my imprisoned hand
that I could not withdraw. I begged her to let it go, as I wanted to
fuck her instantly, but she prayed me to give her one more of such
exquisite manoeuvres, it was a joy beyond anything she had ever before
experienced, so she begged her darling boy to join. On I went as she
desired, and a more exciting picture of furious lust never met my sight.
I helped her final discharge by thrusting two fingers in her bum-hole.
Never shall I forget the grip she gave my arm and fingers when she
spent. It was positively painful, and showed the enormous force of
passionate lust. She went off in such a fury of excitement that I
thought she had fainted outright. But her pressures continued all the