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.
KISSI-KISSI OR, WHAT I SAW IN A GARRET
As on a warm and genial day,
Upon my bedroom couch I lay,
My thoughts, for I was dreaming half,
Were broken by a silvery laugh,
Which fell upon my startled ear,
Loud, distinct, and very near;
I rose, and followed up the sound,
When very soon a hole I found,
To which I clapp'd my prying eye,
To see if there I aught could spy,
And was rewarded by a sight Which thrilled and filled me with delight;
And which, if you'll peruse me through,
Dear reader, I'll relate to you.
A youth and maid were in the room,
And both in youth and beauty's bloom;
She seemed in age but just fifteen,
Whilst he three summers more had seen;
And by the way they kissed and squeezed
Seemed with each other highly pleased;
And that maid, my wayward muse,
Could scarce a fitter subject choose.
Their dress was very scant, for she
Was simply robed in a chemise,
Whilst the fair youth did also lack
All but one garment on his back;
But when his free hand wandered o'er
The charms which 'neath her dress she wore,
He got quite warm, and bade her lift
Up to her slender waist her shift;
