I threw my arms round her waist, drew her onto my knee and, while embracing and lovingly kissing her petticoats, I sought the well-known spot, causing a revulsion in her feelings. She threw her arms round me and said,
'My darling Harry, I have long deprived you of the last favour a woman can give, reserving it for that ingrate Tom, but now I am determined he shan't have it, so you must fuck me directly.'
Knowing that a woman, when piqued, will do anything to be revenged against the man who piques her, I endeavoured to reason her out of the idea, but, obstinate like all her sex, she persisted in her design. In fact, as she held my throbbing and fiercely standing prick in her hand, she had an ally that pleaded strongly in her favour. Still my prudence — and shall I say my desire- urged a middle course.
'What is that?' she said.
'My darling, you have two gates within which love can enter to offer up this sacrifice: your exquisite cunt, and your no less delicious arsehole. Now, I can commence in the former and, after moistened, I can then slide into the other without giving you too much pain, and there spend in perfect security of leaving no fruit behind.'
'But how is it possible this great thick stiff thing can get in where your finger seems to fill all up?' 'Oh!' I said. 'Rest easy on that score. It will, perhaps, hurt a little at first entrance but, by going slowly, and halting occasionally, the pain goes off, and it will enter completely, and then the pleasure begins and increases, and as I shall frig you in the cunt at the same time, you will eventually experience an excessive delight that will be almost unbearable.'
'But how do you know all that?'
'Because, my dear, I have myself experienced it.'
'Oh! You naughty man! But you shall do whatever you like, only I will have this dear prick to be the first to enter my cunt. I can tell you it has been a severe trial not to have done so long ago; but I reserved that enjoyment for that ungrateful creature, and now I am as equally determined that he shall not be the first to have me. So, come along, I am longing to engulf this charming fellow within the folds of a cunt that has long thirsted for him.'
You may easily credit me, when I say I was nothing loath. So, placing a pillow for her head, and a cushion for her arse, I laid her down on the hearth-rug and, after first gamahuching her until she spent, which was in a very few minutes in her excited state, and leaving all her spunk on the lips and inside, I mounted her. Then, rubbing the point of my prick two or three times up and down, so as to open the pouting lips, I directed it to the charming entrance, and slowly and deliciously pushed it quite up to the hilt. It was very tight, but there was no hymen to break, and the gentleness with which I urged its progress gave nothing but pleasure to the dear girl who, in fact, could not restrain expressions of delight as I progressed in the introduction of its entire length.
'Oh! My God! How delightful, my dear fellow. Go on… go on. It is better and better. Oh! How delicious! There, I feel you up to my heart.'
I had just got up to the hilt. I waited a minute or two, and then commenced with slow movements, drawing my prick nearly out and then thrusting it forward again. I had not made three or four of these moves when, with a scream of delight, I felt the dear girl pour down a perfect flood of hot boiling spunk, which rushed out all over my balls, drawing them up close to the root of my prick from the exciting warmth of the luscious liquid. I was obliged to keep perfectly still; the excitement was so great that I must have spent at once if I had made the least movement. The convulsive throbbings of her delicious cunt were almost sufficient to make me do so for I found she had that rare and natural gift of throbbing compressions, which we call the 'nippers' and the French la casse noisette, a gift as rare to women as it is exquisite delight to men. I have known elderly men who have never met with it, although it has been my luck to meet with it pretty frequently. I remember fucking two sisters, both blessed with this capability, and it was their ambition to excel each other in this delightful power.
It was not only in the power of 'nipping' that my beloved Louisa excelled, but there was a peculiar running and varied pressure or suction which seemed to embrace continuously the whole weapon as if it were in a velvet sheath with a mechanical action quite indescribable. She lay entranced for some time and then, oh, how she kissed and thanked me for the delight I had given her. She hugged me close to her bosom and, throwing both her legs over my loins, she began a most exciting and active movement. I remained almost passive, wishing to give her one more spend before I quitted the luxurious and lascivious recess in which I revelled with such delight. It did not require many seconds for, excited by having a prick really in her cunt, her passions ran riot and again she went off in the delicious crisis with cries of delight, even more passionate than the first time.
Again I remained soaking in the delicious lubricity of her cunt, which throbbed even more lasciviously than before. I had, fortunately, mastered the movements of my prick, or I must have spent where I was, but knowing the danger it might be for my sweet friend, I had retained sufficient power over myself. We again began the soft dalliance that precedes the action of love and when I found her passions once more awakened and fully active, I withdrew my steaming prick from its delightful abode, and directed its point to the rosy and beautiful aperture behind. I had previously introduced first one finger, and then two, well-wetted during our previous encounters, and had still two in when I withdrew my prick from her sweet cunt so that the way, to a certain extent, was prepared; and as my dick was well-covered to the very roots with the spunk she had so plentifully bedewed me with, I found less difficulty than might have been expected. Besides, the very fucking produces a natural moisture in both entrances, and it always adds to the facility of entering a woman's arsehole to fuck her in the cunt previously.
Well, I glided in without much difficulty and, although she begged me to stop once or twice for a minute or so, the complete insertion was effected, it might almost be said, without pain. I then rested a minute or two. After that, passing my arm round her belly, I frigged her clitoris and, with the other hand gently pinching one of the rosy buttons of her breasts, a thing that gave her great additional excitement, I proceeded to move gently to and fro. Once her passion was excited, she became furious to have the utmost I could give her, and urged me to be as vigorous in my thrusts as I could make them. Her libidinous cries were most exciting.
'Push it in, my dear fellow… faster… frig me well. Oh! It is overpowering. Oh! Oh! Shove harder. Ah! That is right, push your finger up my cunt. Oh! My God! I can't bear it, it is too much. I die! I die! Oh! Oh!'
And off she went at the very moment that I poured a full volley of spunk right up her guts. My finger at the last moment thrust up her cunt had added to the pressure on my prick through the thin lining that separated me from the interior of her cunt. Never, never, did I experience such exquisite pleasure. I had now the additional compression of the muscles of her arsehole to the 'nippers' of her cunt. I lay entranced and so excited that my prick hardly did more than slightly soften. That continued compression quickly brought it to a stand once more and as I had not withdrawn, I began to move very slowly backwards and forwards, moving my finger from the inside of her cunt to her stiff clitoris. She, nothing loath, wanted little to re-excite her, and once more we plunged into the wild delirium of the completest and most intoxicating pleasures of coition and lascivious delight. When the grand crisis came, which it did simultaneously, she sank forward in a state of bliss. I fell with her, my prick still in, and lay almost senseless; we actually fell into a short slumber and awoke with my prick still a prisoner in her exquisite, delight-giving arsehole, in which it was held tightly engulfed up to the very root by the superb constrictive power possessed by my lovely and loving gaoler. It required a good pull to draw it out of the delightful bonds by which it was so firmly held and it emerged with a 'plop,' as a cork comes from a well-corked bottle.
We laughed heartily at the idea and, turning face to face, we lay clasped in each other's arms; our lips met in long and loving kisses and mutual suckings of our tongues; in fact, billing and cooing like two fond doves for some time before we could find words to express the mutual ecstasies which had enraptured all our senses in the wildest transports of love and lust.
Louisa, the dear sweet girl, fondly pressing me to her still pounding heart, declared she knew no words equal to describing the rapturous and voluptuous joys with which I had filled her until her very soul thrilled with delight.
'And do you know, you dear sweet fellow, that the exquisite sensations produced by your spunking in me behind, were of such overpowering, nay, maddening rapture, that it seemed as if it must annihilate me! I wonder if your spending in my cunt would be equal to the excessive and perfect delirium of pleasure you gave me in spunking into the other entrance. Before Tom marries me, you, my dear Harry, shall spunk into my cunt, for I am determined he shall now not be the first in any way, the ungrateful fellow.'
But she had now taken her revenge, and could talk over more reasonably his apparent infidelity and the seeming mystery of the tall girl she had seen him with under such suspicious circumstances. She had really loved Tom, although, doubtless, our delightful and salacious intercourse had considerably weakened her earlier affections. But the world knew they were intended for each other and, woman-like, she could not bear the idea of being 'planted'-the bitterest pill a woman can swallow. Thus she was not inclined to make the breach irreparable.
'Besides, my dear Harry, I shall have the satisfaction and the pleasure of revenging myself as often as we can
