she wanted; what I wanted; the ice had been broken, I was an apt pupil, and the secret fire of my youth had burst forth in all its fury. I bit her arms, her belly, her legs; bit and sucked her rosy nipples; kissed her from head to foot; tickled her little beauty with golden curls; got onto and off from her; put my head between her fat, hot thighs which pressed it until I thought it would split; sported from knees to lips in a wild delirium of new found ecstacy, her breath burning my cheeks as I rested a moment with my head on her heating bubbies. Then, holding me tightly, she put a sudden stop to my gambols, and sliding her hand down to my little friend, who had attained his majority — and was no slouch for twelve years I assure you — he put me on my back and bending over me she nibbled him gently with her red damp lips; and then, falling on her back, she lifted me, as though with iron force, above her and opening her quivering thighs let me down gently, saying 'all ready,' and taking in her hand the pet who was eager for his duty, she gently parted the golden hairs, and having fitted him, locked her arms around my body, and raising her buttocks from the bed I pressed gently down and she fell back with a smile and glowing cheeks. The motion she had produced in her way the night before, I now felt that I could perform without assistance, and as I did so, she tried to kiss me, and whispered 'that's right,' her voice fluttering so that I thought she was choking. I had found the secret of her pleasure and her's was mine; and as I alternately tickled her, briskly, then gently, I remember a suppressed fluttering moan which I now know was the acme of bliss. But I grew tired and fell where I lay; yet linked together the bliss went on in a delicious throbbing that can never be told. Soon she gasped 'more! more!' and I, loving her so strongly that I would do anything for her, began again the gentle movement.
She whispered to me, but I was getting deaf and blind with rapture, and then I whispered to her that it was coming; she straightened her snowy legs, drew them together, threw her belly up against mine, loosened her arms, quivered from head to foot, gasped 'now then!' and, as a thick mist gathered in my eyes, I felt the hot stream go from me to her and all was over.
'Oh, you sweet boy,' she said, as she pulled me up to her lips, covering me with kisses and biting my neck, 'you don't know how happy you have made me to-night, how you have satisfied my restless, burning fever,' and getting up she went to the washstand, where she remained a moment or two, then, putting on her chemise, she came back to bed, and taking me in her arms I fell asleep while she was smoothing my hair.
On the following morning I awoke as bright as a dollar and happy as a lark, and after raising and peeping under the thin cover, through which the sun was shinning, lighting her beautiful, velvety skin with a rosy tint, I ran my hand all over her beauties here and there, petted the little flaxen-haired darling, crawled up to her bubbies, and nibbled there awhile, and then with her morning kiss on my lips I went down stairs and out to see my pony that for two days had seen less of me than he had at any time since the day he was given to me as a reward for my diligent course in school.
How many times since the days which I am recalling have I thought of that little cottage and wondered if fate had ordained that my room should be above the close curtained parlor that was seldom used, and never after the sun was down.
Ah! wise heads, I would that your confidence in the innocence of your boy had been less strong, then the seeds of an engrossing passion which have ripened and borne fruit these long years would never have been sown.
How long it seemed to me before she came down to breakfast. I could think of nothing but her and the many beauties she had unveiled to my young eyes and vivid senses; my only thought to feel her kisses and dally with the pretty charms concealed beneath her whites of skirts and pretty embroideries. But she came and I was happy.
That day she complained of headache and we neither went boating or walking but remained at the house all day, and when she came to bed she took me in her arms but did not kiss me much, and told me that I must go to sleep and not think of that as she was feeling badly. her words cast a gloom over my young life, but I did as I was told and born my grief in silence. On the following day she was well again and in her usual happy mood.
We bless that which antipodes pain
And sunshine is sweetest after rain.
After dinner, the sun being behind the clouds and not too warm, we went down to the boat for a ride. She talked to me while I rowed and kept my eyes on hers, and observing that once in a while my eyes glanced toward her little feet she seemed to know by intuition what was in my thoughts, and up went all that hid what I longed to see. The sight sent the blood to my white face, and as she put down her skirts she looked at me and smiling said: 'My little sweetheart, if you will row to some nice, quiet, little spot where no one goes and we can be alone you can lie between the legs you think so pretty and like so much.' I was a little tired of the oars, but at her words I grew suddenly strong, and being near a long strip of land that ran out into the sound I pulled up to the point and we got out and had walked but a few steps when we came to a nice little grass plot on which we sat down after she had spread out a light shawl that I had observed on her arm as we went down to the boat.
With the exception of the twittering birds and the water washing up against the shore all was still as death. The great pines and cedars that moan so in the summer air were even still, while the absence of the sea breeze among the jasmine and the honeysuckles made their odor almost stifling there under that dense foliage.
'Oh, little one, ain't this nice?' she said to me as she took off her hat and tossed it to one side, 'what a nice time we will have here alone in the lovely shade,' and putting her arm around me she fell back on the shawl taking me with her. We were both on our back lookin up among the green leaves. Soon she drew me closer to her and asked me what I wanted, and as I placed one of my hands on the bosom of her dress she began to unhook it at the neck one by one until all were done and I saw them peeping out over her chemise so white and round.
Then she unclasped her corset. By this time I was up on my knees and unbuttoning her chemise. I turned the corners back and took the pretty things, all undressed, in my hands. Then I bent over them and kissed them, bit them gently, then sucked them, and it seemed to me then that I would have given my life to have one of them all in my mouth.
I was feeling good all over as pulled me down to her and began kissing me in such a new way, she seemed to cover my whole mouth with her lips and sucked it all in between them. I felt her hot tongue in my mouth and almost down my throat, while her breath came hot and her bubbies rose and fell. I turned and saw her skirts above her knees, and as with one hand I reached down to pull them higher so as to feast my eyes I felt her hand working into my pants and tickling the little eggs that I thought would burst with pain. I had just got my hand on the little bird's nest, that was such an infatuation to me, when she said: 'Jump up quick and take off your pants.'
As I arose to do her bidding, and while unbuttoning my pants from my jacket, what a delightful view I had of her many charms; and those bare thighs! how intensely inviting do I remember them. My pants off I walked to her and stood over her, the little soldier standing hard and proud. She put up one of her hands and took hold of it, and then raised herself until her lips could touch it. Oh, how she squeezed and bit it, all the time muttering some little words of affection. Then springing from her I put my head down between her white legs and kissed little goldy until she rolled and moaned and said she could stand it no longer.
'Do it now! do it now!' she said, and, as she threw her thighs apart, I crawled between them and rested my weight on her belly. Then I felt her warm fingers arranging things; and when she had placed her pet as she wanted him, I felt him among the parted curls that seemed all wet gliding so smoothly until it was all in and our bodies close together.
Oh, what delight! She seemed to be doing the same thing to me with her mossy lips that she had with the others when she kissed me a few moments before, and I felt as though she would draw me to her very heart, body and all, as she lay there murmuring, 'Oh, you sweet boy; oh, you sweet boy.' 'Now you do it to me nice,' she said, and I drew it back gently and then plunged him back quickly, I felt her body drawing and writhing under me with some new motion of her buttocks that I had not felt before, which was highly electrifying to us both; but how wet and smooth she was there. Soon she began to draw her legs up and then straighten them out again, her hands squeezing her bubbies, while, with her eyes shut, she rolled her head from side to side, a gentle moan escaping her half opened lips.
'Now! Now! Quick! Quick!' she said, as she opened her eyes and started suddenly. I felt that I was dying with delight, but I immediately began knocking more vigoroursly at her little gateway, and as she locked her legs over my back, holding them so tight that I could not move, I felt a tingling, twitching sensation of delight, and in a second her velvet-lined lips were sipping the hot stream of my youthful passion. Her arms fell lifeless at her side; her fat legs dropped from my back; and the smile on her beautiful face spoke more than words.
While I was putting on my pants she went away but was soon back again; and kissing and hugging me a few times we went down to the boat and home.
