able to get his knees between hers, and at the same time pull her dress and petticoats up in front with his right hand, and as she had not any drawers on, or other covering except her black stockings, we saw the full extent of her rounded legs. This happened just as she lost her balance and sank backwards onto the sand. It was not a difficult matter for a man of Charlie's strength to hold so slight a girl with his left arm as he knelt between her knees, so his right hand remained free to unfasten and pull down his own trousers, after he had first raised Ethel's skirt and petticoats as high as her corset would allow them to go. Then in spite of all her struggles, her cries for help, and protestations, his hand sought out and gently caressed her softest and sweetest charms.
Lying as they did, within two or three yards of where Helen and I sat watching, we could see with the greatest clearness all the parts of their bodies which the disarrangement of their clothes had left naked, and directly Charlie's prick, which was very long and stiff, touched her thighs. Ethel renewed her struggles planting her feet in the sand and trying to push herself away. This necessitated the bending of her knees, and the wider separation of her legs, and she thus innocently placed herself in a position so favourable for the accomplishment of her lover's plans that he could not and did not fail to see the advantage he had gained by her involuntary movement.
Placing the point of his prick against the lower part of her slit, he pressed it in, and Ethel giving one or two cries from the pain she suffered by the action of her lover, then lay quite still. I think she fainted, and for a few seconds at any rate, remained unconscious; however this might be, I could see Charlie's member gradually forcing its way into her, till only about two inches of it remained outside. When Ethel opened her eyes, Charlie had both his arms round her, and at once began a backward and forward movement which was evidently painful at first, but eventually gave her intense pleasure. She no longer resisted his embrace, and repaid his burning kisses with her own. But the end came very soon, and when further movement ceased, Ethel with a little cry of pleasure threw her arms about her lover's neck. I knew that she was then receiving that which he most desired to give her. A minute later she awoke as from a trance of pleasure and said: “Now, Charlie, you go outside at once and don't come back till I call you,” and then she added, “I am ashamed of you, and of myself. Go away at once, but don't go too far.”
When he had gone, Ethel gently bathed herself in a little stream of clear spring water which ran through the cave, and after arranging her dress and hair, as best she might, sat down to rest and think awhile. I do not know, of course, what her thoughts were, but her face, though rather sad, had a very happy expression. Then she got up and went to the mouth of the cave, and a moment later Charlie followed her in. He seemed ashamed and depressed, and as Ethel sat down again, he knelt at her feet, and taking both her hands in his, said: “My darling, can you ever forgive me? I could not help it Ethel, and I do love you so; Ethel, my own Ethel, will you not love me and be my wife?” “Now, Charlie,” Ethel began, “I am very cross with you, and I would have done anything to prevent your doing what you have done today, but it may have been partly my own fault for flirting with you so much and yet putting you off so long. But Charlie I have really and most truly loved you from the first.” After this there was much talk of future happiness, and Charlie said he would speak to her father at once regarding their marriage; he then got up as if to go. Ethel, after a moment's delay, stood beside him and putting her arms about his neck, said: “Are you sure that you are satisfied, dear. I am afraid I was not loving enough, but it hurt so much at first, and… and… it seemed to take so short a time.”
He knew her meaning at once, and held her in his arms again, but this time as she lay upon the sand he took off her skirt and petticoats, and after unfastening her blouse and corset enjoyed her lovely figure to the utmost of his desire. This scene of love took much longer to complete than the first, but it did not seem too long to Ethel, who at short intervals lay alternately passive, or convulsed with pleasure. At last the end had come, and Ethel dressed herself again, and they soon left the cave little thinking of the love-lesson they had given to two excited little maidens behind the rock close by. When they had fairly gone Helen sprang up the passage like a little imp saying: “Come on Phyllis, let us see where they go!” Following her as fast as possible we were soon on the surface of the ground and running at full speed to the sand hills where I had left my book. From there we saw the lovers come round the point of the cliffs, walking towards the children on the shore, and as we thought consciously keeping unnecessarily far away from one another. And now, my dear Marie, this letter has been long enough, and what followed must therefore be devoted to my next.
Ever your own, Phyllis. Should a maid resist caressing, Shame and modesty professing, Don't be touched by any feeling of remorse; Tie her firmly to your bed, And destroy her maidenhead. For its nice to fuck a pretty girl by force. Never mind her cries distressing, But proceed with her undressing Till she lies a naked victim in your arms.
Get betwixt her girlish thighs, And with kisses stop her cries While your cock gives out its essence in her charms.
LETTER NO. 6
I must confess, my dear Marie, that both Helen and I were worked up to a considerable pitch of excitement by the scene narrated in my last letter, and we agreed to follow the lovers and by mixing with the Sunday-school children try to find out who they were without risk of detection.
I was to keep near to Ethel while Helen followed Charlie, and we arranged to meet afterwards at my bathing creek and report to each other the result of our investigations. As innocently as two lambs we walked down to the shore, and as the lovers had now gone off in different directions I had no difficulty among so many other children in keeping near to Ethel, and in noticing again her grace and beauty, and that everyone spoke to her with a degree of respect that shewed her position was above that of the majority of those present.
Soon she came to where a very stately lady was sitting in a folding chair, and going straight up to her, said: “Mamma, I want to tell you something.” “Well dear,” her mother answered, “what is it. You and Charlie seem to have had quite a long walk together.”
“We have, Mamma, and he has asked me to be his wife.” “Oh Ethel, I am so glad! Did you accept him dear?” “Yes, Mamma. I am afraid that I did.” “Afraid, my love? Why, you could not have done better if you love him. He has been very fond of yon for a long time, as every one could see but yourself. He is a thoroughly good fellow, and the Earl, seeing how things were going, has told me that he will make no objection to his son marrying you. Besides this, Ethel, Charlie is a rich man now, and will, as the second son, inherit all his mother's estates.” Then for a time I was prevented from hearing any more of the conversation. So I began to play with some of the children, and when a favourable opportunity arrived, I pointed Ethel out to one of the little girls and asked who she was. “Oh don't you know that?” was the reply to my question. “Why, she's the daughter of the bishop.” So it was an Earl's son and a Bishop's daughter who had been tasting the first pleasures of each other's love in the recesses of my cave! Ah! Marie, it is a naughty world!
Having learnt this much I wandered away to where Ethel was standing, and soon a very pretty girl of fifteen or sixteen, who I could see at a glance was her younger sister, ran up to her and said: “Why Ethel, where in the world have you and Charlie been all this time? And you somehow look a little different, and see, Ethel, that middle button of your blouse is not fastened.” Ethel blushed and at once fastened the button and then said: “Well, Hilda, I suppose those sharp eyes of yours will find out anything. Charlie has asked me to be his wife.” “And what then?” said Hilda, as Ethel paused.
“Well, we had a long walk under the cliffs, and Charlie discovered a little cave which he wanted to explore, and as I thought it might be dangerous, I tried to prevent him doing so, but he would go in. I could not stop him you know – and then – Oh! Hilda, I cannot go on talking just now!” “And did it hurt the little cave very much, Ethel?” “Hilda! Oh, you naughty child!” “Never mind, Ethel, you are a lucky girl. A captain in the guards and eight thousand a year and more coming. I wish I had been you – I mean,” she added getting very red, “I wish I were you now. The wedding won't be delayed, I hope?” “If you tease me like that, Hilda,” Ethel replied, “I shall pinch, or stick a pin into you.” “No don't do that, Ethel, at least don't carry out the latter threat. I am too young, you know, and you must have had enough of it yourself already this afternoon. But I hope the wedding will not have to be hurried on unduly?” Ethel took her sister by the shoulders and shook her in a soft and a kitten-like way, then
