She raised her face up from the pillow—

“Why, you naughty boy, you have actually gone in up to the hilt; ah, you

have broken your promise; but I forgive you, only don’t move yet.”

I assured her I did not know how it got there, as I had spent and lost

consciousness as soon as ever his head was within.

Here I throbbed, and was met by as delicious a pressure. I passed my

hand round her belly, and found her clitoris stiff and excited. I rubbed

with the fingers of the other hand at one of her hard projecting

nipples. She soon grew madly lewd, and began a side wriggle on my

rampant prick. I lay still, determined to let her passions demand

movement of my part. I had not to wait long. She begged me to try a

gentle movement, I obeyed, and slowly withdrew but a short way, and as

slowly returned. Soon her lubricity got beyond all bounds. She begged me

to draw out further and somewhat quicker—then quicker and quicker, until

we both were in an excess of furious lust, which knew no bounds. We

rushed on to the final crisis with mutual cries of agonised delight;

indeed, mamma squealed so loud that I afterwards thought she must have

been heard. Her pleasure was of the wildest, and when I poured a flood

of sperm up her entrails at the very moment she herself was spending, we

both fell forward and fainted away. I was too much lost in ecstatic joy

myself to observe this, but lay long a tightly held prisoner engulphed

in that most exquisite joy-giving aperture. At last I became aware that

mamma had really fainted. So drawing my prick out with somewhat of a

good pull, for he was most tightly held, and came out with a flop, I

rose and brought some water to mamma. I sprinkled her face, and she

opened her eyes, which beamed the intensest love upon me. Her lips

murmured something, I put the tumbler to her mouth, she drank with

avidity. Then looking at me again with the most loving expression, she

said—

“My darling boy, you will kill me with delight. Never—oh, never—have I

known such joy. It was too much for me, and I fear I am also injuring

you. We must be more moderate in future. Help me up, for I must rise.

Your last coup requires me to absent myself for a few minutes.”

She rose, threw her robe over her shoulders, and left the room to go to

the water closet. I hoped that she would not go into her own room and

discover how matters were going on there. Fortunately she was afraid of

awakening Ellen, and so prevent our continuing bedfellows for the rest

of the night. She returned. I had purified myself in the meantime, and

now acted as her _femme de chambre_, and laved all the parts.

“My dear boy, we must not do this again for some time, do you know I

have passed blood, and was very sore when relieving myself.”

We got again into bed. She would not allow of any further fuckings, but

tenderly embracing me, and putting my head on her bosom, we soon fell

asleep. She awoke me at dawn with kissing me and feeling my

stiff-standing pego. She laid herself on her back, and we had two most

delicious fucks without withdrawing. I knew that if I did withdraw she

would take herself off. Nevertheless, she took most kindly to the

second, as it would be our last until we had another opportunity of

meeting. She exerted all her wonderful skill and her movements were of

astounding agility. She twined herself round me almost serpent-like. Our

mouths and tongues were equally engaged, and the final crisis was beyond

description exquisite. I tried hard for a third course, but we had

already prolonged our sports to so dangerous an hour, for we could hear

them opening the lower window shutters, that she gave me a sweet kiss of

thanks and tore herself away. I lay thinking over the joys of that

ecstatic night, and then rose and dressed quickly, as we were to

breakfast and then walk home, where we were expected at nine o’clock.

However, after breakfast, mamma drew me into her sanctum, a house

storeroom, to give me some directions. Of course, no sooner was she

there, than pushing her towards the table, I canted up her petticoats

over back, and gave her a good fuck, getting in from behind. She yielded

with a good grace, notwithstanding her protestations that it was not for

that she had come, as if it had been for anything else! Oh! woman,

woman! how thou seekest to deceive, even when gaining the very object

thou hast in view.

Harry told me they had peeped in and seen what we were at but he was not

so ready as me, and had not been able to go and do likewise.

We loitered all too long, and did not get back to school until after ten

o’clock. The doctor sternly ordered us to attend him in his sanctum at

twelve o’clock. We knew what that meant—a good flogging, and then the

doctor enjoying the account of our successes. At twelve o’clock we

entered the doctor’s room, who followed us immediately after. He scolded

us sternly for being late, and said he meant to flog us both well for

our idleness and, he had no doubt, debauchery. We knew immediately that

he meant to lay on. From time to time he was fond of really seriously

flogging someone and we now saw that such was his present intention,

although we also knew it would end in an orgie, after we had excited him

sufficiently by recounting the details of the fucking which he no doubt

felt certain had taken place. He made us all strip, and choosing to take

Harry first he made me the horse to flog him on. When all was ready, he

began by some real sharp cuts on Harry’s backside, and then commenced

his remarks.

“So, young gentleman, you have been seducing your cousin, have

you?”—whack—whack—whack—“and then making that the excuse for neglecting

your school.” Whack, whack, whack. “I thought I had formerly whipped out

all idea about fucking your cousin.” Whack, whack, whack.

Poor Harry writhed in real pain.

“Oh, sir, I’ll never do it again without your leave.”

“My leave indeed!” Whack, whack, whack.

The doctor now laid on for some time most unmercifully until the

revolution of pain turned to lubricity, and Harry’s cock began to stand,

rapping fiercely at my bottom as he writhed under the sharp infliction

of the rod. Upon seeing the expected effect, the doctor relaxed his

severity, and changing the rod to his other hand, afterwards only

tickled the bottom to keep up the excitement. Taking hold of the

standing prick, he said—

“So this is the article that has been doing all the mischief.”

He frigged it a little, stooped and gave it a suck.

“Ah, yes, I find it still tastes of cunt, and smells the true odour of

it; so you have been at it this morning again. Let me hear how it

happened.”

Here Harry was let go. The doctor seated himself, Harry stood before

him, while the doctor in delight, handled his stiff-standing pego.

“Now, let me hear.”

“Well, sir, when Charlie occupied mamma—”

“Oh, that is it, is it?” cried the doctor, “we shall have all that out

of him, by and by, go on.”

“I slipped into Ellen. She made some difficulty for fear mamma should

catch us; but I took her and showed her through the key hole, how she

was having Charlie into her. Ellen was astonished at Charlie’s immense

size, and seeing how easily and delightedly mamma accommodated him, she

thought that my smaller size could not hurt her, and she let me do it.

But I made her scream and bleed when I got in far enough to reach her

maidenhead. She tried to shake me off, but I was too firmly seated for

that, and I fucked her then, and again before I withdrew. I laved her

cunt and applied some glycerine, and this morning did it again without

hurting her any more. And she liked it so much that afterwards she would

kiss and suck it, and made me spend in her mouth, and then got me up

again for a final go.”

“Upon my honour, a very pretty affair,” cried the doctor. “Now suck my

prick, as she sucked yours.”

This Harry did, till the doctor was rampant. He then made him cease, but

ordered me to mount on Harry’s back. I knew I should catch it sharp, as

the doctor was just excited enough to wish to be more so. And preciously

he gave it me—interpolating questions as to how I had accomplished my

wicked ends. I told him it was his own advice to me to let her see my

prick, which I did, and the bait took. Whack—whack—whack.

“And did you act this innocent sin?”

“Oh, yes! do spare me, sir, and don’t lay on so hard.”

Whack—whack—whack.

“Spare you, indeed! and how did she fuck?”

“Oh, most splendidly, sir.”

Whack—whack—whack.

“How often did you do it?”

“I hardly know, sir; we were at it all night, and again this morning.”

“Did she suck your prick?”

“Oh, yes, sir.”

Whack—whack—whack.

“What did she think of it?”

“She said it was the finest she had ever seen, and that I must keep it

for her only.”

“Well, that will do, now suck my prick, as she did yours.”

He was soon excited up to the top of his bent. He made Harry take the

rod, and belabour his backside, and I had to stoop over the table, while

he fucked and frigged me, repeating all the time the account we had

given him of our fucking. After he spent, he dismissed us, having gained

his object. Shortly before our Christmas holidays commenced, dear Mrs.

Dale informed me, while sleeping with her one Saturday night, that she

found from the stoppage of certain things, she was in the family-way by

this sad rogue of a fellow, taking my large though at the moment soft

and inert instrument into her caressing hand.

“Oh, my darling mamma, is it so indeed?”

My prick rose to bursting point at the very idea, and in an instant I

was on her, and we ran a most delicious course, in which both died away

in rapturous insensibility. Being thus cooled, mamma began to discuss

the probabilities, and what ought to be done, if it should turn out as

she feared. She explained to me that as yet she could not speak with

certainty, but remembering the fainting on the first night, and the

cessation of her monthlies, the nature of which she explained to me,

little dreaming that I was perfectly _au fait_ of the whole matter, she

had every reason to dread that her fears where too well founded. This

would make it necessary for her to go abroad, when she would be so far

advanced as to be likely to draw observation. But she said it would not

do to distress ourselves about that until we were more certain of the

event. However, the very idea nerved me to renewed efforts, and again,

and again, we rushed into all the ecstasies of passion in every form and

way, especially did I gamahuche and suck up her precious balm, and in

like manner she, too, sucked me until exhausted nature laid us both in

the lap of Morpheus. We renewed our delightful pastimes when morning

light awoke us after our refreshing slumbers. Several times during the

Sunday we adjourned to mamma’s bedroom for the same purpose, and again

had a glorious night of it before separating on the Monday morning. The

following Sunday, after another Saturday night of bliss, we all went

over to church, which heavy rain had prevented on the previous week, and

after service went to the rectory for luncheon. Here, in course of

conversation, Mrs. Dale mentioned that business would require her

presence in London for some days, and that she proposed starting on the

following Thursday, which was the day after our breaking up for the

holidays. She said also that she would take her son with her to London.

The doctor here observed that he, too, must go to London, to see a

gentleman who had some idea of sending his son to the rectory, and if

Mrs. Dale could defer the departure until Saturday, it would be very

agreeable to him to be her companion on the journey. This was readily

acceded to, and my dear aunt, who guessed to what this tended, and who

had herself taken a great fancy to Ellen, and longed to embrace her

young charms and gamahuche her, chimed in with a proposal that as the

dear girl would thus be left quite alone, she would be most happy if she

would accept her invitation to occupy the bedroom that opened out of her

own room during Mrs. Dale’s absence. The latter, who little dreamt of my

connection with her dear niece, and thought that the protection of my

aunt would be a safeguard to her, jumped at the invitation, and

expressed her gratification and thanks for so kind a consideration on my

aunt’s part. I have not alluded to Harry all this time, but of course,

whenever his mother and I were occupied in amorous alliance, he was

equally engaged in the same delicious pastime with Ellen. And, I may

add, that once or twice I had seized a favourable opportunity of

gratifying the little lecherous creature with what she called a feast of

my noble prick. She, of course, was delighted at my aunt’s proposition

as she at once foresaw how she would have me all to herself for more

than a week. A single glance from her explained all this; and when, on

leaving, she found an opportunity of taking my hand, her pressure of it

was most eloquent. So all parties were delighted, for Harry, when we got

together alone said—“By Jove, Charlie, I am so jolly glad; I’ll bet you

anything I’ll fuck my mother before I come back. You know how I long to

be in the delicious cunt that bore me; the moment I heard she meant to

take me with her, my cock stood ready to burst.”

My uncle, too, who also longed to fuck Mrs. Dale, had his intentions in

that direction favoured by the arrangement concluded. The following

night, when I was in bed with aunt and him, in the interval of a

charming little orgie, and after fucking me while I was in aunt’s

bottom, and for the moment he could do no more, the conversation turned

on the coming journey. He expressed the pleasure he felt at the

opportunity it gave him of indulging in a long desired object. The

lecherous old fellow also alluded to a future opportunity it would give

him of enjoying the younger charms of the niece.

“Of course, you and my dear wife between you will break her in to allow

of any action on my part; and, by the way, my dear, I would suggest that

you should surprise Charlie in the act, and tear them asunder in

pretended rage—that Charlie should seize you, and say he would make you

by force a participator in the act, on the pretence of shutting you up

for finding fault: you must break from his arms, and fly to your own

bed, he must catch you as you try to enter it, and push his great big

cock into you, on which you must cry for help, and call upon Ellen to

come to your succour; she will come, but I do not judge her right, if

she will not rather assist Charlie, by holding you, than otherwise. You

must afterwards appear much offended; but it may be safely left to the

influence of Charlie’s great prick to reconcile you to the incest, then

relaxing, as if gained over by it, you can join in their sports.”

Thus this admirable man, with his great knowledge of the world and sex,

gave us excellent advice, which, as I shall state in the sequel, we

followed pretty exactly. Meanwhile aunt, excited by expectation, had

taken my prick in her mouth, and sucked it into firmness, then mounting

upon me, she began such an exciting action, wriggling her magnificent

backside, that it fired my uncle anew. Finding his prick stood

sufficiently stiff, he knelt between my legs, and greatly to the

satisfaction of my darling aunt, gave her the double pleasure of two

pricks fucking her at the same time, one before and the other behind.

My guardian had desired that I should continue with my uncle during the

holidays, and I was to leave him altogether at the end of the next half.

I did not know his object at the time, but I found that he himself went

down to my mother, and stayed for a fortnight, paying great attention to

Miss Frankland. He announced his wish that my sisters should go to a

first-rate finishing school in London in the summer, and seeing Miss

Frankland look somewhat disappointed, he sought an interview with her,

and laid himself and his fortune at her feet; expressing a wish that if

she accepted him, their marriage should take place on her separation

from her pupils. This was too good an offer to be refused, and after the

usual grimace of being perfectly unprepared for such a proposal, and

desiring to have a day or two to consider it, she accepted the offer. I

at once anticipated immense gratification from this connection. I should

naturally, when in London, have every opportunity of enjoying that

adorable creature, and it will be seen in the fourth volume of these

memoirs, to what delicious orgies this connection led. You may be sure

that my loved mistress, the adorable Benson, and the no less lascivious

Egerton, would welcome so glorious a creature as Miss Frankland, at that

time become Mrs. Nixon, and how the Count’s eyes glistened, when he

beheld her in all the majesty of her superb and hairy form; how the two

women gamahuched her splendid clitoris, and how the Count and I strove

which should most fully satisfy her lascivious and lustful passions. But

all this will be seen in its proper place in the sequel.

Meanwhile the day arrived for the departure of uncle and Mrs. Dale, with

Harry. As the coach passed through our village, Mrs. Dale drove over

bringing Ellen with her, to leave her at the rectory, as arranged. All

the proprieties were duly observed. They departed, Harry going outside,

with only the doctor and Mrs. Dale in the interior, I squeezed my

uncle’s hand, and gave him a knowing look, which he returned, with a

meaning wink—and off they went. When we returned to the house, and aunt

took Ellen up to the room adjoining her own, with which there was a door

of communication, and which, I have before observed, had been made use

of by uncle on more than one occasion. When they came downstairs, with

kind consideration, for she could see by the protrusion in my trousers

the state I was in, aunt said—

“My dear, I have some household duties to arrange, so you must excuse

me; meanwhile Charlie will show you our grounds, and amuse you for an

hour or two. When luncheon is ready I shall order the large bell to be

rung for you.”

Ellen had not yet removed her bonnet, and taking up her shawl, we

sallied out. You may be sure we lost no time in reaching the summer

house, already known to you as arranged for and dedicated to the service

of Venus. A fire was always kept laid, which I immediately lighted, but

as it was a bright sunny day, and the place looked south, it was not at

all cold. While I was occupied at the fire, Ellen threw off her bonnet

and shawl, and undid her belt—she wore no stays. I seized her in my

arms, and gently laid her on the couch—her petticoats were freely canted

up, showing her beautiful belly and now more fully fledged cunt. I

stooped and gamahuched her at once. She was so excited that in two

minutes she sighed deeply, pressed my head down to the lips of her cunt,

and gave down her sweet and balmy sperm. I myself was already so rampant

that not waiting to lick it up, I brought my huge pego to the charming

orifice, and plunged in one effort up to the hilt, quite taking away her

breath. But she recovered herself in an instant, and with all the energy

of her younger lubricity, quickly brought us both to the grand final

ecstasy in which soul and body seem to die away in a joy too great for

poor humanity to bear. We remained locked in each other’s embrace, and

lost to all around for some time. On coming to our senses I rose, and

said we must go to work more lasciviously the next time. The fire having

burnt up, and the room being small, it was already of a pleasant

temperature. So begging Ellen to strip, I threw off my own clothes, and

we quickly stood in all the beauty of nature, admiring each other. Some

delicious preliminaries preceded our next encounter, which we

procrastinated till passion could no longer be restrained, and again we

died away in all the raptures of satisfied lust, and sank once more into

the soft languor of the after-enjoyment. Next we had a mutual gamahuche,

and then a final fuck for the present, as it was time to dress and be

ready when called to luncheon. As soon as our toilets were finished, I

took her on my knee, and told her how I should steal along to her

bedroom at night, so that she must not lock her door. I told her also

that we must be as quiet as possible, as aunt slept in the next room.

She was delighted with the prospect of having me all to herself for the

whole night, naively telling me that I gave her so much more pleasure

than Harry did, that I seemed to fill her whole body with a joy almost

too intense, and now that she was to have me every night, she hoped her

aunt would stay away for a month. Here the dear creature threw her arms

round my neck, and kissing me, thrust her sweet little tongue into my

mouth. You may be sure I reciprocated, and putting a hand up her

petticoats, and a finger up her charming little cunt, was just about to

turn her on the sofa, when my aunt opened the door, and stopped further

proceedings. She pretended not to see Ellen’s confusion, hoped I had

amused her, and told us to return to the house, as luncheon was ready.

We, of course, obeyed. With sharpened appetites, produced by our late

warm exercise, we indulged in a plenteous meal, aunt taking care to ply

me with Champagne, for which, as may well be imagined, she had her

object. She afterwards ordered me to my room, to do the daily task the

doctor had set for me and which, as she said, she was to see to the

doing of—giving me a sly wink.

“Ellen, my dear,” she added, “you must keep up your practice at the

piano daily, for an hour and a half at least.”

She thus separated us. I went to my room, lay down, and fell fast

asleep, but in about half an hour, was awakened by the warm embrace of

my glorious and wantonly lustful aunt. She stooped down, and taking my

limp prick in her mouth, rapidly sucked it into its accustomed firmness.

As soon as that was accomplished, she begged me to rise and undress. She

herself had come only in a loose morning dressing-gown, which she

instantly threw off, and jumped on my bed, where she lay stark naked, in

all the splendid development of her superb form. I was naked in a

jiffey, but knowing she would want some extensive fucking, I threw

myself upon her cunt, and gamahuched her until she spent twice before I

mounted upon her, and introduced my large tool into her longing cunt.

Here, also, I played with her, and did not spend myself until she had

twice given down her own contribution. This encounter was on her belly,

with her magnificent legs twisted above my loins for a fulcrum to her

splendid action, for few women could equal her in the delicious wriggle

of her glorious backside. After we had soaked for some time in all the

ecstasies of the after-languour. I withdrew, to place her on her hands

and knees for the next bout, but took advantage of her position to

gamahuche her again into spending twice before I withdrew my insidious

tongue. Then turning round, and gazing in rapture on that most noble and

massive bottom, which, as I have before remarked, I never saw equalled

by any woman, I stooped, and closely embraced and kissed its divine

orifice, tickling her into wild excitement by thrusting my tongue

therein, so much so that she begged me to fuck her at once. I mounted

behind, her hand passed under her belly and guided me into her throbbing

hot and longing cunt. I gave one violent lunge, and sent my prick at the

first thrust up to the hilt. This so excited the dear creature that in

one or two delicious wriggles on my stationary prick, and with a

pressure that seemed as if it would nip it off, she spent profusely,

squealing all the time like a rabbit. I was very glad to give her so

many discharges, without myself being forced to spend, for I wished to

be able to do my duty by Ellen at night. Aunt lay for several minutes

panting and throbbing on my prick most deliciously, until I could no

longer bear to be inactive, although the pleasure of looking down on the

glorious and palpitating orbs below me had given me the greatest

satisfaction. But now stooping down upon her, I passed one hand under to

excite her clitoris, and with the other took hold of one of her

beautiful large and hard bubbies, and began manipulating its nipples—a

proceeding most powerfully exciting to dear auntie. It awoke all her

lust and the dear lascivious creature again spent before I was ready to

follow suit. The pause that followed allowed my excitement to subside a

little, and enabled me to hold out until her lust recovered its wonted

energy. She again, with her pressures and movements, soon compelled me

to more rapid action, but this time I determined to enjoy the exquisite

delights of her delicious bottom-hole. So when she became very hot, I

suddenly withdrew, and, happily, hitting at once on the delicious

orifice, plunged at the first thrust up to the cods, taking dear aunt’s

breath away, but she instantly recovered, and loving sodomy to her

heart’s core, I could not have done anything better suited to her

libidinous passions. It was glorious to see the energy with which she

met and responded to my thrusts, her superb buttocks working with

surprising energy, and giving me, at each stroke, when I buried my prick

to the hilt, the most exciting pressures. Both being so lustfully

excited, matters were not long in coming to the final ecstasy. I felt as

if my whole soul was poured into her, when with loud cries of the

liveliest enjoyment, I spent with fury, in the very heart of her

entrails. She was perfectly overcome with delight, and sank senseless on

her belly, dragging me down with her, for her grip by the sphincter was

too strong to let anything out that was within. We both became

insensible to everything but the delicious death-like languor of the

after-enjoyment. We lay long in this trance of joy, and when dear auntie

came to her senses, she begged me to rise, as she must go downstairs. I

did so, and when she rose from the bed, she took me in her loving arms,

and kissing me tenderly, thanked me for the enormous pleasure I had

given her, and said no one in the world was my equal, and that I ought

to thank her much, that she allowed anyone else to participate in my

exquisite power of fuck. She gathered up her gown, and left me to dress.

I soon was downstairs, and found Ellen, who looked as if she expected me

to find an opportunity to fuck her at once. But after the encounters I

had already had, both with her and with aunt, though I had kept myself

from excess with the latter, I felt no inclination to press matters

again to a conclusion, especially seeing that I intended passing the

night with her. So assuring her we should be likely to be caught if

imprudent and so lose all chance of night work, she was satisfied to be

quiet and reasonable. Aunt coming in, we spent the afternoon in pleasant

conversation, and a walk together in the garden. After dinner I fell

sound asleep on the sofa. The two women, each with the same object, left

me to my deep repose, and only awoke me when it was time for all to

retire. Thus refreshed, I was all ready for the night’s work before me.

I allowed half an hour to elapse, that all the house might to be in

their bedrooms, and then, with merely a loose dressing-gown on, I stole

along to dear Ellen’s room, opened the door and entered. She was already

in bed, impatient for my arrival; she had left both lights burning, as

well as a cheerful blaze from a good fire. I dropped my robe, and was in

an instant stark naked, and in her longing arms. Under our mutual

impatience, our first was a rapid course. Then followed a long enjoyment

of the after-languor, and then a more prolonged and rapturous embrace.

After soaking in bliss for some time, we rose, and I posed her before

the fire, gazing delightedly on all her young charms. The hair on her

cunt had become much more developed than before, her bosom too was

filled out, even her hips and bottom seemed enlarged, doubtless owing to

the fucking she had had since I first knew her, which naturally hastened

her ripening into womanhood. I grew very excited by this inspection of

her increasing charms, and determined to have a fuck on the rug before

the fire. In order to enjoy it the more, I drew forward a cheval glass,

projected it forward, and lying down, directed her to move it until I

was satisfied I could see all the play of her bottom in the position I

meant to fuck her. So lying down on my back, I made her stride across my

head and settle down on her knees, and bringing forward her delicious

little cunt over my mouth, I gamahuched her until she had twice given

down her balmy essence. Then she shifted her position lower down, until

just above my prick, which by this time was rampant with desire. I

guided its point to the rosy-lipped orbit, and bringing her own weight

to bear upon it, she sank delightfully impaled upon the upright stake. I

made her rise and fall a few times, that I might enjoy the sight of its

entrance and exit. Then gently drawing her down upon me, I folded one

arm round her slender waist, and turning my head, found that the cheval

glass, inclined forward, reflected as it were from above her beautiful

bottom and back, and of course her cunt stretched to the utmost with my

huge prick, and above it the sweet little corrugated pink aperture of

her bottom. With my free arm I embraced one hip, and bringing my hand

round, moistened it with the plenteous spunk of her cunt, and insinuated

a finger into the smaller abode of bliss. Her excitement grew furious,

and knew no bounds. The action of her backside was glorious to see

reflected in its active risings and fallings. I let her do all the work,

which enabled me to hold back my own, until she approached a second

discharge, when the heat of her cunt seemed to fire me with additional

powers, and the action of both our backsides became fast and furious,

and soon brought down the ecstatic discharge, which instantly laid us

low, panting with all the wild passions we had just allayed. We lay long

locked in each other’s arms in the ecstasy of blissful enjoyment. Then

rising, we embraced tenderly, and retook us to bed. I would have excited

her and myself to another effort, but she begged off, saying that she

felt quite exhausted and overcome with the day and night’s work we had

already enjoyed. Indeed, I did not wonder at it, for I had made her

spend seven or eight times more than myself. Nor did I regret her

resolution, as I knew the morning would bring my aunt into the field,

and then the two would try my powers to the utmost.

We slept profoundly, and morning was already advanced before we awoke.

From a displaced chair I saw that aunt had been in to look at us, so I

knew she was on the watch. I threw the clothes off dear Ellen that I

might gaze on all her young charms. The want of covering awoke her. She

lovingly looked up at me, and throwing her arms round my neck as I bent

over her, drew my head down to hers, and impressed a loving kiss on my

lips. Our tongues interlaced—a hand slipped down and encircled my

rampant and throbbing prick. I turned, and placing my knees between her

legs, was about to penetrate love’s bower when the door leading to my

aunt’s room flew open. My aunt entered, gave a scream of surprise—well

acted—and cried out—

“Good gracious! What do I see? Who would have thought it—”

And, apparently to save Ellen, she rushed forward, seized me by the arm,

and with a certain degree of willingness on my part, drew me out of bed,

saying—

“I am horrified beyond measure. How dare you commit such a sin and crime

as to seduce a young girl under my care? Cover yourself up, sir,

directly, and go to your own room.”

I boldly declared I would do no such thing; on the contrary, as she had

spoiled my sport with Ellen, I was determined she should pay for it

herself.

“How dare you talk to me, you dreadful boy?”

“Not dreadful at all, dear aunt, look at this poor dumb thing, and see

how he longs to be into you.”

Upon this I seized her in my arms as if to throw her on the bed. She

made a pretended struggle, during which she gave a tender squeeze to my

rampant prick. Then, breaking from me, she fled to her own room,

pretending to endeavour to shut the door in my face but taking care to

give way and hasten towards her bed. I caught hold of her as she bent

forward as if to get into it, and canting up her chemise, the only

article of dress she wore, I was into her longing and luscious cunt from

behind up to the hilt in one thrust. She gave a subdued scream, and

called to Ellen to come and prevent me from violating her. Ellen came,

but wisely would only look on while I worked away manfully.

“Ellen, why don’t you pull him away—he is ravishing me—and oh,

horror!—committing incest.”

She pretended to struggle greatly, but cleverly did so to her own

profit, by wriggling her backside so as to send me further up into her

cunt.

“Oh, Ellen, Ellen, do help me.”

“Ah, no,” said Ellen, “I shall let him do it, and then you cannot tell

upon me.”

My aunt seemed greatly distressed at this, and actually managed to shed

tears, then buried her face in the bed as if in despair, but all the

time most actively seconding me. As the crisis drew near, she raised her

head, and said—

“Heaven pardon me, this mere simple schoolboy is exciting me to such

pleasure as I never before felt.”

She then gave way to all her lubricity, and we brought matters to a

crisis in the utmost ecstasy of enjoyment. Aunt’s head sank on the bed,

while the rapturous inward pressures of her cunt soon began to raise my

prick to its pristine vigour. She felt its throbs and responded to them,

but no doubt thinking that an immediate repetition would betray our

previous intimacy, she turned her face and body suddenly round, and

completely unseated me, my prick coming out with a plop. She began again

to weep, women can do so at pleasure, and to scold me for the dreadful

crime I had committed; to do so to her was incest—here followed sob upon

sob. I threw my arms round her neck, and kissing her tears away, laid

all the blame on that rampant fellow—taking her hand and placing it on

my still stiff prick. She drew her hand away quickly, but not before she

had given it a gentle squeeze. She told me I was a dreadful boy, and

that I must go away and leave her and Ellen to think over what could be

done in such an awful dilemma.

Here Ellen came forward, and tenderly kissing her begged her not to send

me away.

“I do so love him, dear madam, and I do so long to have him now—it was

so exciting to see him having you, that I shall die if you don’t let me

have him now.”

“Dreadful! dreadful!” said aunt. “Why, I thought I was just in time to

save you.”

“Oh, no, he had slept with me all night, and has often had me before,

but he was not the first who had me, so that there was no violation nor

seduction.”

“Then you must have seduced him, you wicked minx, for a more innocent

boy never was known.”

Poor Ellen, confounded at the accusation, repelled it as untrue, and

said she knew well enough who seduced me.

Aunt for the moment felt this as a home thrust, for be it remembered,

she fancied she had had my maidenhead.

“What do you mean by that? I insist upon you speaking out.”

Ellen gave way and said it was Mrs. Dale who first had me.

“She had accidentally seen how powerfully Charlie was armed, and then

could not resist teaching him how to use his weapon. I saw them doing

it, and hence I longed for it myself. Look, dear madam, what a noble one

it is. I am sure, if you had known of it, you could not yourself have

resisted having it, try it, try it once more, and I am sure you will

forgive us, and share our joys.”

I seconded this good advice. Aunt seemed to be afraid of me, and jumped

into bed. While she was on her hands and knees I also jumped up, and

catching her round the waist, held her fast until I could also kneel

behind her and bring my prick into play. With all her apparent attempt

at resistance everything was done in such a way as to facilitate rather

than prevent matters going forward. Of course I was in her in a moment,

and then remained quiet for a few minutes to let her enjoy her inward

pressures for which she was so famous. She had buried her head in the

pillow, crying out—

“It is dreadful!—it is dreadful!”

Ellen came and leant over the bed embracing her, and telling her not to

resist, but to take it in freely, and then she was sure it would give

her the utmost pleasure.

“It is that which horrifies me, my dear, I never felt anything so

exquisite in my life before, but then think of the sin—with my own

nephew! it is quite an incestuous connection.”

“What does that matter, dear aunt? for I shall call you aunt too, you

are so lovable and so beautiful. Oh, it was such a pleasure to see him

doing it to you and you are so gloriously fine a woman, I longed to be a

man to have you.”

She had embraced aunt’s splendid bubbies, than which nothing could more

please her, and now she begged to be allowed to suck one. Aunt gave way,

and was delighted. She slipped the hand next to Ellen down to her

charming cunt—Ellen opened her legs—Aunt’s fingers began frigging her.

“Ah, my dear, how I loved to embrace my own sex at your age, our tongues

acted instead of men, and I could still delight in a fine fresh one like

this, it would almost reconcile me to what this bad wicked boy is

doing.”

“Oh, that would be charming!—do let us do it at once. Charlie can

withdraw for a moment while I get under you, and while you lick me I can

excite you and see the glorious work above me.”

“You tempt me much, my dear girl, but what would your aunt say if she

knew?”

“But she never will know,” said Ellen, who was all the time arranging

herself on the bed.

Aunt moved aside to allow Ellen to get under her, who then begged aunt

to throw off her chemise that both their bodies might be in close

contact. Aunt was longing to do so, yet made some grimaces about it.

She at length complied, and striding across Ellen, threw herself with

avidity on the delicious young cunt below, and began to gamahuche her

_à mort_. I instantly resumed my position. Ellen guided my prick into

aunt’s burning cunt, then frigged aunt’s clitoris, and worked a finger

in my fundament, while aunt was so delightfully gamahuching her. We all

rapidly came to the grand finale, with an excess of lubricity rarely

equalled. We were all somewhat exhausted by this bout, and, as it was

getting late, we rose. Aunt pretended to forgive my violating her for

the pleasure I afterwards afforded her. She embraced Ellen tenderly,

and said she had so enjoyed her person she hoped to renew such a

delight. Then taking hold of my prick she kissed it and sucked it until

it stood upright, and said—

“I don’t wonder, my dear, at your having it when once you had seen it,

and I envy Mrs. Dale the pleasure of having first enjoyed such a

monstrous thing. If I had known he was so wondrously provided, I doubt

if I could have resisted the temptation to teach him how to make use of

it myself—my only wonder is how such a little thing as you have got

could ever take it in.”

Ellen laughed, and said that her cousin Harry had opened the way, or she

doubted if ever she could have admitted it, but I was so gentle while

getting in, and when once in, it filled up every crevice so deliciously,

that she should grieve much if she were refused access to it in future.

“So, dear aunt, I hope you will let him do it to us both. I can do to

you what you have just done to me, because before we had him and Harry,

aunt and I used to amuse ourselves in that way. Aunt is immense in that

particular, she could put it a little way into me, and gave me great

pleasure, and she said that I sucked it better than either her late

husband or any of half-a-dozen schoolfellows who used to amuse each

other; so, dear aunt, you must let me do it to you while Charlie is in

me, and then you will do it to me while he is in you. Only fancy how

nice it will be.”

“Oh, you dear little coaxer, you are enough to seduce an angel.”

So all was arranged that Ellen should come from her room and I from

mine, and meet in aunt’s bed at night. We did so meet, and a most

glorious eight days we spent. I showed aunt that I could get into

Ellen’s bottom-hole, and thereby gave her immense pleasure, and with

more reason the same result would occur with her. She gave an apparently

reluctant consent, and, that done, there was no bridle to the utmost

lubricity that the most wanton lust could devise. Aunt took immensely to

Ellen, and gamahuched her _à mort_, while the other repaid her in kind.

I did not regret this for it relieved me from too excessive work. Thus

we passed a most delightful eight days before the absent ones joined us.

Both uncle and Harry had succeeded in their desires. From each I had the

fullest details, but as their stories would in some particulars repeat

themselves, I shall relate the events in a connected narrative.

Uncle and Mrs. Dale had the inside of the coach to themselves, Harry

riding outside. Uncle began by praising Harry; and then reverting to the

time he was first sent to the rectory, and the note Mrs. Dale sent with

him; he asked, not without a knowing smile, if the intimacy she had

formerly feared had been at all renewed, because he had observed that

Harry appeared worn and pale on his return on the Mondays, and was dull

and stupid that day. Mrs. Dale seemed somewhat alarmed at hearing of

this, probably she began to think that something might have occurred

between the cousins while she was busied with me, uncle observed her

uneasiness, and, guessing the cause, said—

“My dear Mrs. Dale, if anything has taken place, and anything comes of

it, I am a man of the world, and you may rely upon my assistance and

discretion to take such steps as may tend to keep it from the knowledge

of the world.”

She thanked him, and said she would be glad to accept his aid if any

unfortunate event should have happened—but she hoped not.

Uncle saw that her fears were excited, so he held onto the subject, so

at last she avowed that she feared there might have occurred some

passages between the two cousins, for she had foolishly trusted that all

thought of that had gone out of their heads, and she might not have

taken such precautions as she ought to have done.

“Well, my dear madame, my services are at your disposal in case of any

necessity, I am not in reality strait-laced, although, in my position, I

am obliged to appear so. I feel certain that my experience would be able

to suggest the best way of hushing up the scandal if such should be

likely to occur.”

Mrs. Dale was profuse in thanks, and the doctor became warmer in his

discourse, saying that for such a woman as herself, whom he had long

admired and coveted, he would do anything.

“For, my dear madam, though I am in the church, something of the old

Adam still adheres to me, and the sight and touch of one who has so

charmed me as you have done makes a young man of me again.”

Here his arm glided round her charming little waist. He drew her to him,

and with some coyness and words of refusal, she yielded her lips to his

embrace. His other hand, lifting up her petticoats, sought to feel her

beauteous cunt. Again resistance of hand and tongue, but a yielding for

all that, and the doctor soon got possession of her lovely cunt. Finding

her large and fine clitoris in a state of stiffness, he knew that her

passions were excited. So opening her legs, he got between them down on

his knees, and as he previously unbuttoned his trousers in readiness and

the fresh cunt stimulating his powers, he pulled out his prick fully

erected, and quickly established himself up to the hilt within, the lady

up to the last declaring she could not allow him, but wriggling her

bottom to perfection as soon as she felt the doctor’s very fine prick

working within her. She then hugged and seconded him, kissing and

tongueing to his heart’s desire. They soon brought things to the

ecstatic conclusion, to the great satisfaction of both parties.

Of course, after this there was no difficulty in arranging for a

comfortable meeting in London. Indeed, it was resolved that they should

lodge in the same house and have contiguous apartments. On their arrival

in town they put up at one of those large lodging houses in Norfolk

Street, Strand, and were fortunate in finding the first-floor bedrooms

vacant. The house was a double one, or rather two houses opening into

each other. The doctor’s bedroom was in the front, and a former door of

communication with the back room was locked on one side and bolted on

the other. Mrs. Dale took the back room, from whence opened a small room

with a bed in it, where Harry was lodged. The doctor had thus easy

access when the lady chose to withdraw the bolt on her side. After

consultation it was thought more advisable that she should go into the

doctor’s room, so that Harry might not by any possibility, hear any love

exclamations that might happen to escape them in the excess of their

amorous amusements. Of course, the doctor, who knew all about Harry’s

great desire to fuck his mother, and that he meant to do so by one way

or another in London, communicated his intention of having Mrs. Dale

into sleep with him that night, and, therefore, begged Harry to defer

his attempt until after the first night, and then the doctor would aid

him in his efforts.

The wily doctor fully intended, after Harry had perfectly succeeded, to

become the future companion of their incestuous intercourse. Harry’s

bedroom door had one of those old-fashioned brass locks that were

screwed onto the inside of the door, with a brass covering for the bolt

at the side—not morticed as is now usual. Mrs. Dale locked her son in

after he retired to bed. Harry noticed the circumstance and smiled to

think how easily he could foil her but as he had promised the doctor to

make no attempt on his mother that night, he went to bed and slept

soundly. Next day he provided himself with a turn-screw and a small

phial of sweet oil. When mamma was busy at cards, he slipped upstairs

and easily unscrewed the brass receiver of the bolt, he oiled the screws

and worked them in and out until they went freely and then screwed the

covering on again, and felt secure of entering mamma’s room whenever he

pleased. It had been combined between the doctor and him that by means

of gamahuching and frigging, mamma should be put into a state of great

excitement without allowing her to be satisfied, so that her passions

might be in favour of being fucked, no matter by what prick. For this

purpose the doctor was to keep her with him till dawn. At night Harry

watched through the key hole, and when he saw his mother pass into the

doctor’s room, he at once unscrewed the covering, shot back the bolt,

and screwed the cover on again. He was thus all ready for any event, and

if his mother was astonished at his entrance, he could say he found the

door open, and she must have forgotten to lock it. Thus prepared he went

to bed and slept soundly. He was awake before seven o’clock, and gently

opening the door a little, he could see by the opposite open door, and

the light in the doctor’s room, that mamma had not yet left him. He drew

on his woollen socks, and sitting where the light flashed through the

key hole, awaited his mamma’s return, which occurred very shortly after.

The shutting off the light by closing the door of communication told him

that she had returned to her own room. He heard her sit down on the pot,

and the force of the flow of water proved how healthy she was. He heard

her rustle into bed. Then throwing off his dressing-gown and socks he

opened the door and approached his mother’s bed. Being awake, she

instantly saw him in the half-daylight that came from the unshuttered

window.

“Harry! What on earth brings you here, and how did you open the door?”

“I heard you moving, dear mamma, I could not sleep for the cold. I got

up and tried the door, it was not locked, you must have omitted to turn

the bolt, but I should have rapped and called to you, if it had not been

open. I want you to let me get warm in your nice warm bed, and you will

cuddle your poor Harry—will you not, dear mamma?”

“If you will be quiet, and speak lower, for the doctor may hear you, you

may come in, and if you turn your back, I will warm you.”

Harry lost no time in lying down by her side, and being really very

cold, and even shivering, he was glad enough to do as she bid him, and

turn his back, and cuddle his bottom into his mother’s belly. She said—

“Poor boy, he is indeed cold, now go to sleep in mamma’s arms.”

Of course, he had no such intentions. Speedily getting warm, he turned

his face to mamma, and whispered, in the same tone she used—

“Oh, how I love my beautiful mamma.”

Pressing his belly against hers, and letting her feel his prick standing

against her mons Veneris.

“Harry! What do you mean by embracing me in that way—don’t you know I am

your mother, sir?”

He had seized with one hand her beautiful firm bubbies, and was

evidently in full amorous excitement, as she could feel by the stiff

pego pushing against her mount of Venus.

“My darling mamma, if you knew how much I love you and how I have longed

to embrace your beautiful body.”

“Go along, you impudent boy, do you not know it would be sinful to

indulge in such sentiments with your mother—leave me directly.”

“Oh, no, mamma, I can’t, indeed, my own mamma. I mean to possess you,

what harm can there be in returning to whence I came.”

Here he transferred his hand from her bubby to her splendid mons

Veneris, and showed what his words meant. She pretended to be very

angry, and endeavoured to push him away, but he held her round the waist

with his other arm too well.

“Desist this instant, or I shall cry out.”

She really appeared very angry but, nevertheless, did not excite a

whisper during all the colloquy before or after. Harry now thought of

his best argument.

“Why do you attempt to repulse me in this way, dear mamma? Why should

you not let me enjoy your person as much as you like Charlie to do it?”

She gave a start at this home thrust.

“What do you say, you naughty boy? and where did you hear such a

falsehood as that? Is that one of your friend Charlie’s inventions,

after all the kindness I have shown him?”

“My darling mamma, Charlie never opened his lips to me on the subject. I

speak from what I saw with my own eyes.”

“What do you mean? Tell me directly.”

“Well, my loved mamma, do you remember the first Saturday night that

Charlie and I slept at home: after retiring to my room, I was obliged to

go downstairs to the water closet, where I went in my stockings, and

without a light, not to disturb you. I was coming up again, when a

sudden flash of light shone out in the upper passage. Mounting the

stairs, and when my head was on a level with the upper floor, I saw you

going towards Charlie’s room. I went into my own, but left the door open

to see when you would return; finding you did not come back, I crept

softly along the passage, until I came to the turning that led to

Charlie’s room. The light shone through the key hole. I quietly

approached. You know the bed exactly faces the door—and there, my

darling mamma, I saw you initiate Charlie into what was to him a

previously unknown pleasure. Oh! my beloved mother, the sight of your

naked charms, of the delicious way in which you were giving him his

first lesson in love, maddened me with desire. I was almost tempted to

come in upon you and violate you, if you would not consent. It was in

that state I remembered that Ellen was asleep in your bed. I ran there,

and throwing off the little I had on, I lay down beside her, and began

feeling her private parts. She awoke and said—

“‘Dear aunt, do you wish me to do the same to you?’

“Her hand passed down to my erect member, she gave a cry of

astonishment. I whispered it was only me.

“‘Oh! you must leave me directly. Aunt can only have gone to the water

closet, and will be back directly.’

“She was not to be pacified until I convinced her that there was no

chance of your speedy return, so I was obliged to bring her along to

Charles’s door; we saw you quite naked, rising and falling on the

enormous weapon that Charles has. I never before saw it erect and could

scarcely believe my eyes; nor was it less wonderful the way in which you

so charmingly took it in. It greatly excited Ellen, as well as me. We

returned to your room—the fire still burned. I laid her down on the rug

before it, and took her maidenhead. She had seen how Charlie’s monstrous

affair went easily into you, and felt how much less mine was, so she

never dreamt of it hurting her, and she let me get fairly within the

lips; then, while making her spend, I suddenly thrust it through all

impediments, and the affair was done; she gave a scream, as it hurt her,

but I had shut the door and none of you heard it. I let her sleep after

this, and did not do it again till morning. The next night we again

watched your delicious proceeding. Ellen was less sore, and we repeated

your example several times. She continues to this day to wonder at the

enormous size of Charlie’s tool, and is surprised at your taking it in

so easily. But, oh, my mother, how my passions have been excited by your

glorious charms. What is Ellen compared with you? She did very well to

relieve my agony of desire to possess you, when I knew you were better

occupied, and that I could not do so—but that is all. It is you, and you

alone, my beloved mother, whom I adore, and I wildly long to possess

this dear and magnificent cunt beneath my hand.” Mrs. Dale was perfectly

flabbergasted at this recital. “You abominable boy, how dared you to

follow me, and be a spy upon your mother, and to make it known to Ellen,

too; doubtless you have been boasting of it, and telling others.”

“No, indeed, mamma, Ellen and I were on oath that we would never reveal

to any mortal the delicious sight we had seen—so you see, darling mamma,

that you can fully trust your own boy. Oh, do let me do it; feel how my

poor thing throbs.”

Here I must give you Harry’s own account of what took place.

“I took her hand with very little resistance, and I could feel her

fingers gently clasped my prick, before she withdrew her hand.

“But no—it cannot be—it would be incest.”

“She twisted her body round, so that her magnificent bottom came against

my belly. As she turned, I slipped my hand down, and laid hold of her

shift, so that in turning, it left her bottom bare, and sticking out

against me. I lost not an instant, and before she had quite settled

down, I brought my stiff-standing pego against her delicious cunt from

behind, and as it was reeking from her previous spendings produced by

the rector’s gamahuching, I plunged it at one shove as far as her

buttocks against my belly would allow, at the same time dropping my hand

from her waist to her cunt, so that when she sprang forward, as if to

turn me out, I met her clitoris, it was quite stiff, showing her to be

really in a state of amorous excitement. This attack on the clitoris

made her as quickly move back, which double movement thoroughly

engulphed me. I lost no time in proceeding to the most active movements

in and out. This was too much for her, she could not resist entering

into the encounter with all the force of her passions, and we ran a very

rapid course, ending in the most ecstatic delight, and with sighs of joy

we lay clasped together in all the delicious after-languor. I could feel

by her exquisite internal pressures that her lust was not yet

alleviated, and this nerved me to fresh efforts. After a feigned

resistance, dear mamma passed her hand behind her, and putting it on my

buttocks, assisted in sending me further in at each home thrust. We were

longer this bout, and enjoyed it more. After the usual indulgence in the

after-joy, she turned, and embracing me tenderly said—

“‘Oh, my dear child, this is very wrong, but very delicious. You must be

very discreet, my dear Harry, for if it were known it would disgrace us

both for ever.’

“‘My sweet mamma, do not fear; have you ever seen anything like

indiscretion in the last six weeks, although I was madly longing for

you? Oh, kiss me, my beloved mother.’

“The sweetest of kisses followed, our tongues met, her hand wandered;

already she found my pego standing.

“‘My darling, I must kiss it, it is so much more developed than I could

have expected, and as hard as iron.’

“‘Not as large as Charlie’s, mamma.’

“‘That is true, my dear; but it is the stiffness, and not the size, that

gives the real pleasure. Of course, when both are combined, as with

Charlie, they are irresistible.’

“Meanwhile I was feeling her cunt: her clitoris, which you know is

largely developed, stood stiff.

“‘Mamma, darling, what a size this is. Ellen told me you could put it

into her.’

“‘Oh! the bad girl, to tell tales out of school.’

“‘Never mind, mamma, I must suck it while you play with mine.’

“I turned on my back with my heels up—mamma lay down upon my belly

reversed. I sucked her clitty while frigging her cunt, and she sucked my

prick until we both spent, and each licked or sucked all the balmy sperm

that issued from the other. We continued our caresses until my prick

showed its readiness for another encounter. Mamma took me on her belly

this time, and as soon as I was engulphed, threw her legs over my loins,

and, by the most lascivious actions, contributed to our enjoyment. Her

glorious bottom heaved in unison with mine, our tongues were interlaced,

and at last with sweet murmurs of delight, we died away in each other’s

arms in the most luxurious ecstasy of thoroughly gratified desire. We

lay long insensible of all around, throbbing in pressures of lascivious

delight, which would have soon led to another love bout, but that mamma

whispered it would be imprudent to continue, for the sun was up, and

breakfast time had arrived. I withdrew from the sweet cunt with great

regret, and in slipping out of bed brought my mouth down to it, and gave

it a loving kiss and suck, played with the magnificent covering of bushy

ringlets, and then tore myself away with difficulty. Thus ended my first

possession of my adored and glorious mother, which was followed by night

upon night of the most lascivious enjoyment. I returned to my room, and

was dressed and downstairs before her. The doctor took an opportunity to

inform me that she had excused herself from joining him the next night

on the pretence of not feeling well, but in reality it was to have me

all to herself for the whole night; and a most delicious night it was.

She displayed and exercised her libidinous passions to the utmost. Never

before had I such a treat. It was, perhaps, the closeness of the

relationship that added to the excitement, but it appeared to me that

she beat even the doctor’s splendid wife. Oh, she was so loving, too.

The way she fondled me in her arms and caressed me was irresistible. I

can’t tell how often we did it—we were at it all night. The next night,

under pretence of fearing to exhaust me, she forced me to retire to my

room after two fucks, and locked me in. I had previously been informed

by the doctor that he had bespoken her for that night, and he begged me

to fuck her first, that the pleasure of gamahuching her might be

enhanced. I, therefore, did not do more than make a feigned resistance

to her when she told me I must go to my own bed. She said she would let

me have one embrace before she rose in the morning but that one was

converted into two exquisite spends. The next night the doctor wished to

repose, as he purposed surprising me in the morning. I laid myself out

for this, and when mamma was asleep I rose as if to piddle. I unbolted

the door and shook up the doctor, and then returned to bed. I had agreed

with him to make more noise than usual in the final ecstasy; he was to

wait long enough to allow of the after-enjoyment, as if he was taking

time to clothe himself a little, and was then to come in with a light.

My mother still slept. It was about four o’clock in the morning. I began

feeling her glorious buttocks, and, sliding under the clothes, turned

her legs apart—she insensibly slipped upon her back, I took her charming

clitoris between my lips, and soon sucked it into stiffness. The

excitement awoke her—she had dreamed I was fucking her—and so was hot

and randy. She drew me upon her bosom, threw the clothes off, and her

glorious limbs clasped my loins—her two hands pressed on my buttocks, as

if to drive me further home, and we ran a most delicious course, I

feigned to be even still more excited than I really was, and almost

brayed at the ecstatic moment of ejection. Mamma herself was too far

gone in delight to notice the loudness of my braying. She lay panting

and throbbing on my prick, almost in a state of insensibility to aught

else beside. Her eyes were closed, so that she did not observe the

entrance of the light carried by the doctor. It was not until he was

standing by the bedside, and made an exclamation of surprise, that she

was aware of his presence.

“She gave a scream—though not very loud—and covered her eyes with her

hand. I scrambled off her. The doctor, with great politeness, begged her

pardon for his intrusion, but hearing what appeared to him an unearthly

noise, he had feared she was taken ill.

“Here the usual resource of woman—tears—fell plentifully from mamma. The

doctor most affectionately begged her to calm herself.

“‘My dear madam,’ said he. ‘I do not in any way blame you for this. I am

a man of the world, and I know that incest is practised to a far greater

extent than is at all imagined, and to prove that it in no way offends

me, I may at once tell you that it was my own mother who initiated me

into these delightful mysteries. I see that this dear boy looks terribly

frightened at my being a witness to the delight he must have had; but to

put him at his ease, we may as well inform him that we, too, have

indulged in that delicious game. I may add that this is not the first

time I have joined in orgies with more than one man or woman, and

nothing gives me more pleasure than to embrace one reeking from the arms

of another, especially if I have been a witness to the previous

encounter. See, my dear madam, how this dear instrument stands stiff in

proof of what I say, and to insure my silence dear Harry must not object

to my enjoying you after and before him.’

“So saying he dropt off his trousers and jumped into bed. He was met

with feeble remonstrances from my mother at doing it before her son: but

I assured her that I rather preferred to see her at work, as she knew,

than otherwise, especially as she evidently enjoyed it so much. So the

doctor forthwith mounted her. There could be no doubt that she enjoyed

it equally with him. My cock stood at the sight. I put it into her hand,

and she squeezed it lovingly—then stooping I sucked one nipple, and you

know how this excites her, and slipped a hand behind the doctor, and

after gently tickling his ballocks, acted postillion to his bottom-hole.

They ran a most exciting course and died away in mutual raptures. No

sooner did he turn off than I jumped up into his place, and in one

moment was up to the cods in that overflowing cunt. Mamma feebly

expostulated, but the doctor begged her to let him have the pleasure of

witnessing the vigour of the youth. I knew that in heart mamma was

delighted, for all women especially enjoy having a fresh prick into them

immediately after a previous one has been withdrawn.”

This is quite true—witness my own dear Benson in our early days; her

greatest delight was to have me the instant B. retired, and she avowed

that nothing could give her greater pleasure. I knew a lady in

after-life whom I and three others used to have together, and no sooner

was one off than another was on and sometimes two at once. She used to

tell us how she deceived her husband. When at Florence she had eight

lovers, and she had had them all on the same night without any of them

knowing of the others. She managed it in this way. She made them

come—two at ten o’clock, two at half-past ten, two at eleven, and two a

half-past eleven. They were put in four different rooms with convenient

sofas. She ran to No. 1 in a merely loose robe, which was instantly

thrown off. She was a magnificently made creature, the sight of whose

charms would inflame anyone. She rapidly got two goes from the first

without withdrawing. Then saying that her husband would be seeking her

if she did not leave him, she rang for her German valet, who used to

fuck her himself, and who afterwards confirmed her story to me, who

showed my gentleman out of the room. Off she ran to No. 2, told him she

had only got away by letting her husband have a go, and that he thought

she had only gone to the water closet so he must do one good and leave

her. Of course the cunt full of fuck only excited him the more, and he

very soon racked off to her great satisfaction, and was dismissed,

leaving the rooms vacant for the two at eleven. As there was not five

minutes to spare she ran to No. 3, where another lover was waiting. The

same pretence was made as to the last, but as he was largely hung, she

got two coups from him and then packed him off, and in the same way ran

to the others, always with the same story, getting two coups out of

three running, who were the best fuckers, and waiting with the last

until he could do no more.

The same lady told me that once while living at Dieppe her husband ran

over to England for a few days. During his absence she had four young

men to supper every night, and made them all fuck her on the sofa squabs

laid on the floor, accommodating one in her bottom at the same time.

During the day her landlord, a married man, used to come in and rack her

off besides. At one time she was left alone at Mannheim, where she made

acquaintance with an officer, who introduced a second, and a third,

until she knew eight in all. She had the whole lot once to supper, and

they all fucked her three times each. She was a wonderfully fine woman,

and could take no end of fucking. Her father had initiated her at twelve

years of age. She was of Greek origin, and actually was hairy and

menstruated at that early age. But all women are rakes in their hearts,

and numbers never encumber them.

During Harry’s encounter with his mother, the doctor stood beside them,

and handled Harry’s ballocks and acted postillion to him. Mamma took to

it most kindly. The sight again inflamed the doctor, the incestuous idea

enhancing the excitement. As Harry withdrew, he begged Mrs. Dale to get

on her hands and knees, to let him put it in from behind. He would

rather have gone in behind but did not think she was as yet quite

prepared to allow that. He only said that the movement below his eyes of

such a fine bottom as hers added to the excitement. He further proposed

that she should kneel over Harry’s body reversed, so that she might

gamahuche him, and he frig her beautiful clitoris.

“You mean to kill me between you,” she said, but all the same complied.

She sucked Harry’s prick and he spent in her mouth, which she swallowed

with great gusto, spending herself at the same moment in advance of the

doctor. Harry kept frigging her clitoris with one hand, while the other

was frigging the doctor’s bottom-hole. It was a long bout, she made

Harry spend twice in her mouth, while she spent thrice to the doctor’s

once, all dying away together in the final fuck. They lay long lost to

everything, and when they recovered, they separated and retired to their

own rooms.

The ice being thus broken, the remaining days were passed in the most

refined lasciviousness. The doctor had his way with her bottom, and

asked her leave to have Harry’s after Harry had had his mother’s

bottom-hole, while the doctor was fucking her, and had fucked the doctor

upon another occasion, the doctor crying out—“Hi, hi, hi!” as if it hurt

him, and he was losing his maidenhead. He professed immense

satisfaction, when she let him have Harry, declaring that he could not

tell whether having her both ways, having Harry, or being had himself,

was the greatest pleasure. Mamma declared that to have both apertures

filled at the same moment was the most delicious. It was then the doctor

said he would try. So fucking mamma in a kneeling position he presented

his great backside to Harry and was well fucked. It was after this

complete initiation that they returned home, and after such proceedings,

the transition to a general entry into our orgies was easily arranged.

As they were to arrive to a late dinner, it was resolved that Mrs. Dale

should stay the night, and we would see what that would bring forth.

They arrived accordingly. Mrs. Dale went to Ellen’s room, taking Ellen

with her to help her at her toilet. Here ensued an explanation between

them. Mrs. Dale felt that there must be an explicit avowal on both

sides. She admitted to Ellen that Harry had come to her bed, and only

succeeded in his horrible purpose by telling her how he and Ellen had

seen her operations with Charlie, and had followed her example.

“And now, my dear Ellen, as there must be no secrets between us, tell me

if you and Charlie have got together.”

“Well, yes, we have. You know I had seen how immense he was, and yet

with what pleasure you took him in. So curiosity made me give way one

day that we were in the summer house, and he slept with me afterwards.”

“Does the doctor’s wife suspect?”

“Oh, yes, she knows all about it. I forgot to bolt the door one night;

in the morning Charlie made too much noise. She came in, merely in her

chemise, ran up and pulled him off me, without imagining she ran any

risk herself. Charlie seized her in his arms, and swore he would do as

much to her, to prevent her telling. She was horrified, and fled to her

own room, but had not time to shut him out; he forced the door open, she

ran to her bed, intending to ring for the servant, he caught her as she

had one knee up on the bed, and was into her from behind before she

could accomplish her purpose. She cried out to me, to come and pull him

away. I went, but told her Charlie was right, as it would prevent her

splitting upon us. I rather think that Charlie’s large proportions gave

her much pleasure, for she soon ceased to struggle, indeed she had her

back to him, and his strong arms round her waist prevented her using her

hands. She cried much afterwards, and talked about the greatness of the

crime. She had then got into bed. Charlie followed, to coax and console

her, and, of course, got into her again. I thought she enjoyed the

second, for her bottom heaved to meet him. She afterwards accused him of

the crime of seducing a young lady, her guest, but I stopped that, by

avowing that my cousin had had me previously. Then she accused me of

seducing Charlie, and here, I must implore your pardon, for I let out

inadvertently that you had initiated him, for I had seen you having

him.”

“Oh, you bad girl, how could you be so cruel and imprudent?”

“Well, dear aunt, there is no great harm done. Charlie’s aunt was soon

quite appeased and regularly joined us after this. She is as fond, if

not fonder, of gamahuching me as you used to be; she has grown greedy

for Charlie’s immense cock, envies your having had the first of him, and

says that if she had known of his wonderful proportions, she could not

have resisted initiating him herself. She hopes that, through my means,

she will become more intimate with you. I have told her of your

beautiful clitoris. She dotes on the gamahuche, and vows that she will

never be happy till she has done it to you.”

This explanation was a great relief to the widow, who knew she was all

right with the doctor, and now foresaw that it would be all right with

his wife also and they would have complete freedom to indulge in the

wildest lubricity. So having dressed, they descended to dinner. The

doctor had explained all their London doings to his wife, so that after

dinner the three ladies exchanged confidence. Aunt was so eager to see

and suck Mrs. Dale’s large clitoris that they adjourned to aunt’s

bedroom, where the doctor discovered them in the midst of their

operations. Mrs. Dale was stretched on her back, with extended

thighs—aunt, with her head pressed by Mrs. Dale’s hands down on her

cunt, was sucking at the splendid clitoris, and working some fingers in

and out her cunt. They were too intent on their pleasure to notice his

entrance. Aunt’s petticoats were above her hips, as she knelt. The old

boy’s cock stood, he advanced, knelt down, got between her legs, and

fucked her as she was, begging her to continue her lascivious operations

on Mrs. Dale. When he had finished, he congratulated both ladies on the

intimate friendship established between them, said it was the best wish

of his heart. He assured Mrs. Dale that his wife was the best woman in

the world, and never grudged him a little variety.

“So I have acknowledged my infidelity with you, and it appears my nephew

has been taking my place, in my absence. She tells me you instructed

Charlie, and that he is monstrous when in erection, as big again as me,

or as a certain Grenadier Captain, once a favourite of my wife’s. I am

curious to see it. She tells me also that he has been sleeping with your

charming niece Ellen, who, I must confess, has raised in me a great

desire to possess her. Now, my dear madam, if you will consent to invite

Charlie to sleep with you and Ellen, I could come in, after you have

each had a turn or two out of Charlie, and take Ellen, while you would

have Charlie all to yourself. My wife won’t object, and I hope you will

give your consent.”

“Well, my dear doctor, after what has occurred between us, I can refuse

you nothing, but I think dear Harry should have some comfort. I suppose,

my dear madam, that the doctor has told you of my son surprising and

violating me. Your husband reconciled me to his caresses, and I can

assure you that without the enormous size of Charlie, he has a charming

way that may please any woman. From what the doctor says, you are free

from prejudices, why should you be left out in the cold, while we are

all enjoying ourselves, why should you not go to his bedroom, and see

what he is made of. I, his mother, can strongly recommend him to your

favour.”

So it was arranged.

During the evening, Mrs. Dale whispered to me to come to them after the

domestics had gone to bed. I went and fucked them both three times,

twice in front and once behind, the one who was being fucked always

gamahuching the other. When I began to tail off, Mrs. Dale arose,

unbolted the door of communication with uncle’s room, and invited him to

Ellen’s arms, who was very glad to have a little further experience of

another man’s prick. Uncle gallantly gamahuched her before fucking her,

then begged to see my wonderful prick, pretended to be perfectly

astonished at its monstrous dimensions, and wondered how Ellen’s little

cunt could ever have taken it in. It was a tight fit certainly, but the

dear creature liked it none the worse for that. Before fucking Ellen, he

begged Mrs. Dale to let him guide my large prick into her. After

enjoying our first movements, and being excited into sufficient

consistency, he proceeded to fuck dear Ellen; even he had some

difficulty in entering, notwithstanding the libations I had previously

poured into her, but being once fairly hilted, he declared it was one of

the tightest little cunts it had ever been his good fortune to fuck.

After this, we proceeded each our way, and with a longer interval,

brought matters to the exquisite conclusion, panting and throbbing for

some time afterwards.

The doctor now retired, and we arranged ourselves for repose. We were

awakened in the morning by the entrance of aunt and Harry. He flew to

his mamma’s arms, who lay down on Ellen to gamahuche her while Harry was

fucking her. Aunt and I coupled in the old-fashioned way. Uncle entered

while we were in full operation, and seeing the tempting backside of

Harry, scrambled up behind and fucked his bottom. After we had done,

aunt pretended to be shocked at his attack on a boy’s bottom—a woman’s

was a different thing.

“Well, then, my dear, get upon Charlie the next time, and I shall fuck

your truly magnificent bottom.”

And he drew Mrs. Dale’s attention to the glorious proportions, not only

of aunt’s bottom, but of her body, and all her limbs.

“Oh, it is indeed glorious,” said she. “I must, my dear madam, gamahuche

you. I have not forgotten the exquisite pleasure you gave me in that

way.”

“Willingly,” cried my aunt, “provided you give me your clitoris to

occupy me.”

“Certainly, that will suit me admirably; but you must lie upon me, that

I may have the pleasure of gazing on that magnificent bottom, and

caressing the immense rotundities of your buttocks.”

Oh, it was a glorious sight to see these two wanton lascivious women in

the full enjoyment of each other. It set us all on fire, and the moment

they had done I slaked the fire within me in the capacious but tight

cunt of my aunt, while uncle fucked her bottom-hole. Mrs. Dale lay under

Ellen, while Harry fucked Ellen from behind, and Ellen gamahuched her

aunt, who herself guided her son’s prick into Ellen’s cunt, and tickled

her clitoris, at the same time acting postillion to her son’s

bottom-hole.

Oh! it was a splendid bout—we were all so excited and it was also the

first meeting of us all in one orgie. We all died away in a perfect

heaven of ecstasy, and lay long in the after-enjoyment. Our previous

night’s work made this the last for the time, and we all separated to

seek some welcome repose before breakfast time.

Mrs. Dale remained our visitor for three days, during which we met in

the doctor’s bedroom every night, and renewed our delicious orgies. Mrs.

Dale carried off her son and niece, and I promised to come over to her

cottage on the following Saturday, when Harry and I took turn and turn

about with the two dear creatures, sometimes fucking one between us two

at once. When the school resumed its work, Mrs. Dale and Ellen always

dined at the rectory on Sunday and slept there, when we made a general

orgie in the old style.

This continued until our midsummer holidays, when I was to leave the

rectory for King’s College. Mrs. Dale’s and Ellen’s pregnancies, daily

becoming nearer to the period of parturition, were getting more

difficult to conceal. We had long discussions with uncle as to what was

best to be done. It was at last arranged that they should leave the

cottage as if for a tour on the continent, but in reality should only go

to Paris, and take apartments in the house of a good _accoucheuse_ in

the environs, and remain quiet there till the period of delivery. It was

not necessary for them to go before we broke up, and the doctor and

Harry and I could accompany them, and after I had seen my guardian on my

return to London, I had no doubt of getting his leave, and the necessary

means to visit the continent up to the middle of October, when the

classes would begin. It all fell out as arranged. Nothing of the

pregnancy was visible, thanks to the full robes worn.

We accomplished our journey, found a capital _accoucheuse_ in a

beautiful neighbourhood, with a large garden. Harry, uncle, and aunt

remained with them, while I returned to London. I saw my guardian, who,

after putting me through an examination, expressed himself much pleased

with my progress, said the visit to the continent would expand my mind,

and that he would furnish me with the means. He recommended that I

should visit my mother first for a fortnight, and announced that at

about the end of that time the girls would come up to London to enter a

first-rate finishing school. He further told me he had proposed to and

had been accepted by Miss Frankland, and they were to be married at the

same time; my sisters were to be bridesmaids, and I could be present at

the marriage before going abroad. All this being arranged, I ran down

home. My mother was delighted to see me, and thought me grown and much

improved. It is needless to say how glad my sisters and Miss Frankland

were to see me. They had had no fucking except by tongue or dildo, so

you may imagine the fury with which they set upon me the first two or

three nights. We resumed all our lascivious operations of former days.

My sisters had developed into splendid women, the youngest still the

most libidinous. Dear Miss Frankland, on my congratulating her on her

intended marriage, lovingly told me that it was the prospect of being

near me that had reconciled her to it. We spent a most delicious

fortnight, which passed like a day.

I found an opportunity of fucking my old governess, Mrs. Vincent that

was. My son was a fine little fellow, toddling about and talking

already. His mother loved me as much as ever, and was become a finer

developed woman, more amorous and lecherous than she used to be. She

said no one could be kinder or more loving than her husband, and she had

never been unfaithful to him but with me, whom, as her own formation,

she must always love, and would never refuse me anything I asked when it

could be safely done. At the sole opportunity I had I fucked her three

times without drawing, and finished with a bottom-fuck. I may here

mention that a little girl followed for nine months from that period,

which she always assured me was mine.

My mother, the girls, and Miss Frankland all came up with me to London.

The marriage went off with _eclat_. My guardian made very handsome

presents to my sisters, and gave me a gold watch, chain, and seals,

together with a handsome cheque for my travelling expenses. He and his

bride, whom I fucked just before she went to church, departed for

Scotland, to return by the English lakes, for their honeymoon trip. A

few days afterwards, having had two or three nights excellent fucking

with my sisters, mamma and I conducted them to their school, and left

them with tearful adieux. My mother was to remain in town for a week

until uncle and aunt’s return, when she intended to accompany her sister

to the rectory and remain there until I returned from the continent. I

was quickly again in Paris. We took rooms near the two darlings, where

uncle and aunt remained for the week they had yet to stay. We took mamma

and Ellen several times to the play, and they slept with us every night.

Uncle and aunt left at the end of the week, but we kept on the

apartments for the dear women to come to us, fucking them as much as we

could. It seemed as if their pregnancy stimulated their lubricity, for

we could hardly satisfy them. We had at least always to take them on

hands and knees, although neither of them ever showed much in

front—their babes lying just between—but, by Jove, their hips expanded

splendidly. Dear mamma measured a yard across, and her backside

projected almost as much as my aunt’s. She loved to be fucked in her

bottom-hole to the last. We actually had them both up to the night

before the day they were each confined. Nothing could be more favourable

than their time. As I formerly stated, each had a little daughter.

On the ninth day afterwards they were both able to rise, but as it would

have been very prejudicial to renew our intercourse before another three

weeks had elapsed, Harry and I went off for a walking excursion in

Switzerland, which we traversed in all directions, with continual

delight at the glorious scenery. We did not touch a single woman. When

very sharp set we fucked each other, but very little even of that, so

that we renovated our constitutions and returned in robust health, ready

to do justice to the charms of the two darlings, who had impatiently

awaited our arrival.

It is needless to repeat the description of the delicious fucking with

which they welcomed us. They appeared more lovely than ever, especially

Ellen, who had developed into womanhood. We made arrangements to leave

the two darling children in the hands of a healthy wet nurse, and set

out on an expedition down the Loire to Tours, Bordeaux, and the

Pyrenees, returned at the end of September by Montpellier, Nismes,

Avignon, and Lyons.

The two babes were in excellent health. Arrangements were made for their

remaining with their foster mother for a year, and we all returned to

London together.

We had three nights’ delicious fucking before they returned to the

country, and promises were made that they would come to town from time

to time to renew our orgies. My mother and aunt came up to see me

settled in my lodgings, which were taken in Norfolk Street, and I was

entered at King’s College.

I passed a delicious night with aunt before she left; and ran down with

my mother to see her safe home. On my return I found my guardian had

returned. I called to pay my respects to his wife. I found her alone,

and we managed her first piece of adultery, which, as you may suppose,

was not the last. But as this third volume is already a long one, I

shall here close it.

The fourth will introduce us to London, and renew the delicious

intercourse with Mrs. Benson, as well as with my guardian’s wife, and

our dear friend MacCallum, as well as many other friends.