her legs still further apart, he raised up her chemise and disclosed the centre of pleasure. I had often in our bathing expeditions seen and admired the lovely spot, but I had never before beheld it in the same state of excitement. It glowed and quivered under his warm and exciting touches, while the strange motions she made with her legs and buttocks amused and surprised me.
She still continued to apply the birch to poor Maria's posteriors, and to feast her own and Mr. Everard's eyes with the exquisite beauties that were developed before them in every possible attitude and position that could excite the senses. At length Mr. Everard placed his head between her thighs, and, applying his mouth to the lovely aperture, seemed to kiss and caress it with the most ardent devotion. He remained in this position for a minute or two when, all of a sudden, my aunt's eyes closed, her head fell back on the couch, and the rod dropped from her hand. Her buttocks heaved and wriggled convulsively for a second or two, and then she remained perfectly motionless.
In the course of a minute or two, she again took up the rod and made a sign to Mr. Everard, who immediately rose and retreated to the bedroom as silently as he had entered. After adjusting her robe she now announced to the weeping Maria that her punishment was at an end, took off the bandage, unloosened her hands, and told her to dress herself and retire to her own room.
As soon as Maria had departed, my aunt repaired to the bedroom. I remained on the watch for some time in the hope of seeing her and Mr. Everard return to the boudoir, but, though I could hear them talking in the bedroom, they did not come back. As the bedroom had another door by which she might go out without my hearing her, I was obliged to make good my retreat for fear of being caught, but it was nearly an hour afterwards before my aunt sent for me to go out with her. I managed to obtain a sight of two or three scenes of a similar kind, which generally terminated pretty much in the same manner, so it is needless to describe them. But I must give you the particulars of the last one, in which my dear Harry was the victim. This, however, must be reserved for another opportunity.
Ever yours, Emily
Letter III. Emily to Lucy
Still the same state of dullness and inactivity. My aunt is very kind to me but evidently watches me closely, and, I fancy, seems to distrust me. So, as I have nothing better to tell you, I shall go on with the narrative of my youthful adventures.
You have often heard me talk of Harry. He is a near relation of my aunt's late husband. Having lost both his parents when he was a mere child, and having no near relatives alive, he was taken charge of by my aunt and brought up by her along with me. As we had no other companions of our own age we were, of course, thrown very much together and were upon the most familiar footing.
Although latterly he was sent to school, he used always to spend his holidays with us, so that our intimacy was kept up. At first, while we were children, there was no sort of restriction upon our intercourse with one another. We used to be taken out to walk, and even to bathe together, and in our sports and play our clothes were frequently tumbled and tossed about so as to expose our naked persons to each other. We were therefore perfectly well aware of the distinguishing features of our respective bodies, and while he used to laugh and joke me on my bare little chink, into which he would sometimes try to push his finger, I, in my turn, used to wonder what could be the use of the little funny dangling piece of flesh which hung down between his thighs with a sort of rotund protrusion below, for as yet his little balls had not made their appearance more prominently.
As we began to grow a little older we were, of course, told that it was not proper for boys and girls to see each other naked, and, while he was allowed to bathe by himself, I was taken down to the sea, at first by an attendant, and afterwards by my aunt, and was told to use a bathing gown, which was never dispensed with except on those occasions when my aunt directed me to throw off the useless encumbrance.
But although Harry and I were obliged to yield to this restraint in public, we made no difference in our private amusements, and, when wandering in the woods, which we were allowed to do freely, we continued to indulge ourselves in all those pretty little fondlings and caresses of our naked persons which we had accustomed ourselves to. Harry used often to persuade me to accompany him when he went to bathe, and though I did not dare to join him in venturing into the water for fear of any derangement of my dress or the wetness of my hair betraying me, still, when he came out of the sea with his charming white flesh all glowing with the effects of his exercise, I did not hesitate to afford him my assistance in wiping off the pearly drops which glistened in the sun on every part of his fine soft skin. My caressing hands wandered freely over all his charms, which every day were assuming a more manly appearance.
Latterly, at each successive arrival of his holidays, I was more and more struck with the delightful change which was taking place in his person-and more especially in his lovely little emblem of virility, which was gradually elongating and increasing in bulk, and exhibiting the progressive growth of the curious little appendages, which are so necessary towards consummating the full effect of blissful enjoyment. On some of the last occasions when we were thus pleasantly employed, I was greatly surprised to find that when I kissed, caressed, and fondled the little darling, it swelled out and held up its head erect: and the little rosy tip, which formerly never used to disclose itself except when my wanton fingers stripped the skin from it, now started out from its retreat and seemed to challenge my amorous kisses and bites. He too, in his turn, seemed to take a greater delight in caressing me. He would lay me down beside him, and while my hands wandered with pleasure over his naked form and played every manner of trick with him, he would throw up my petticoats and, not unwillingly on my part, would expose as much of my person to his gaze as he could possibly manage, and feast his eyes with the sight, and gratify his lascivious fingers with the touch of all my young charms. Of course, the centre spot was the great object of his attention. He kissed and fondled and played with it in every manner that he could devise. He used, however, to complain that it had not grown in an equal proportion with his own manly weapon, and that his finger was unable to penetrate any further or more easily than it used to do. We were both at that time utterly ignorant of the delicious mode of procuring pleasure which you afterwards so kindly and so sweetly taught me.
I need hardly say, however, that our mutual lascivious touches gave us very great pleasure and enjoyment, but at the same time it was always pleasure of an insufficient and unsatisfactory description. We felt that something was wanting, but what that something was, we as yet knew not, and we had hardly reached sufficient maturity for nature to teach us of its own accord.
I certainly enjoyed greatly the pleasing sensations occasioned by his attempting to put his finger into my little aperture, for as yet the idea of putting in anything else had never occurred to us, but at the same time when he attempted to thrust it any distance up the narrow opening, it hurt and frightened me so much that I never dared to allow him to explore its recesses as far as he wished.
Of course, on the footing on which we were, I had no secrets from him, and he was soon made aware of my aunt's frolics in the water with me, and of the strange adventure I had witnessed when Maria was flogged. He was greatly affected by what I told him of the latter procedure, and expressed the strongest wish to be able to enjoy the gratification of witnessing such a scene. Had I been of a jealous nature I might have been displeased with the eagerness and keenness he displayed on hearing my description of the charms of the naked persons of my aunt and Maria, but so far from being dissatisfied, I loved him too much not to wish to contribute in any manner I could to his pleasure and amusement. I was therefore easily induced to promise to give him any assistance in my power to enable him to indulge his curiosity. But, alas, the result was very different from what we anticipated, and, to him at least, much less satisfactory than we could have desired.
One day, when I was aware that Mr. Everard had been absent from home for some time and that there was consequently no chance of his being at his hiding place near our bathing station, I showed Harry where he might conceal himself so as to have a full view of all that passed while we were in the water. He accordingly stationed himself in the ambush, but on this occasion my aunt did not indulge in any of our usual frolics, and the only opportunity he had of seeing us in a state of nudity was for a minute or two while we dried ourselves and changed our dresses.
Disappointed in this, and more inflamed by the glimpse he had caught of the attractive beauties of my aunt's person, he returned to his post on the following day and persuaded me to play some tricks with my aunt, to induce her to amuse herself in the manner I had described to him she was accustomed to do.
