My Darling Mistress Mrs. Donald (Chapter 2)

Her bottom was larger and harder than any I had yet seen, and, indeed, except for one, of which, dear reader, you will presently hear something, it was about the finest in form and size of any I ever met with. Of course, this handling was not effected without producing erotic excitement in both parties. Miss Donald had occupied herself as much with me as I had done with her, and her beautifully large clitoris was showing its head in full, standing out from among the vast mass of bushy curls surrounding it. I proposed we have a mutual suck on the floor, with her bottom to the light, so that I might have a full view of all her glorious parts. She humoured my fancy, and pulling a couple of pillows off the bed to prop up my head, she stepped across my body, kneeling down, took my prick in her mouth, and brought her splendid backside and lascivious cunt down to my face. I first glued my lips to the open cunt, thrust my chin in, and then my tongue, as far as I could reach, licking the luscious moisture that our previous handlings had excited; it was as sweet and delicious as cream. This stimulated her very much, and she closed the sides of her cunt upon my tongue so closely as to give it a good squeeze. I never saw a woman but her who had such wonderful power in that way. My nose actually felt it was reciprocating the pressures of the cunt, so I changed the venue and slipped my tongue into her bottom-hole, evidently to her excessive delight. But things were approaching a crisis, and she cried to me to take her clitoris in my mouth and substitute fingers in both the other orifices. This I quickly did, while she sucked and postillioned me, handling the root of my prick and my buttocks with the delicious gentle titillations in which she had such skill, until, in an excess of joy, we both poured a tribute of sperm into each other's mouths, and both greedily swallowed it. After this, we got into bed again to have one loving cuddle before parting ways. Of course, it ended in raising such a storm of desire as a fuck could only allay—she said.

"My loved Alexander, this must really be the last."

I told her it had so excited me to see her splendid bum before my eyes when we were on the floor that I should like to kneel behind her and put it in that way. I really meant into her cunt, but she thought I meant her bottom hole and said,

"Well, you are a strange boy; what on earth made you think you could put that great big thing of yours into my bottom-hole? But, to tell you the truth, after being well fucked, I rather like it that way, so you shall try, but you must be gentle in getting in."

I said, "I did not know I could do it that way with my prick; I meant to put it into your cunt from behind, but now, from what you say, I should like to try what the other is like."

You see, I was keeping up my apparent ignorance. She turned on her face, and keeping her head on the pillow, she drew up her knees to her belly and exposed, to the greatest advantage, her glorious backside. I knelt behind, but prior to beginning, I glued my lips to the delicious orifice, shoved my tongue in as far as I could, and deliriously excited her. Then approaching my stiff-standing prick and thrusting it into her cunt up to the roots two or three times, so as to thoroughly lubricate it, I withdrew and placed it before the smaller temple of lust; then, by a gentle uniform pressure, I gradually and almost imperceptibly glided in to the utmost extent. She pushed her bottom out and, I could feel, was straining as if to void something, which is the real method to accelerate the entrance of a prick in that enchanting channel with the least difficulty and pain. We then commenced a slow movement—she wanted me to stoop forward and place my arm around her body and frig her clitoris, but I begged her to do it herself and allow me the luxury of looking on the delightful wriggling of her superb backside and also the sight of my own prick surging in and then withdrawing. She humored me, and we had a most exquisite fuck. Her bottom hole had hardly as tight a pressure as she could exercise with her cunt, but nevertheless, it held me in very firmly and had a peculiar heat, which was most exciting. We both died off together; she was so completely overcome with ecstatic delight that her body sank flat on the bed, drawing me with her without unsheathing my weapon. We lay for a short period, and she convulsively shuddered from time to time with the intense degree of excitement this delicious route had produced in her. At last, she begged me to rise and relieve her. As we must now separate, I rose. She assisted me in my ablutions, put on my nightshirt, conducted me to my bed, fondly kissed me, and thanked me for the exquisite night of every species of delight I had conferred upon her, promising a repetition the following night. She left me and locked the door of communication, but previously unlocked mine in case I should oversleep myself.

Thus ended the first delightful night I ever passed with that most charming and deliciously lascivious woman—the first of many scores that followed, but in none of which were her raptures more intense, if as much. She ever after dwelt on the night when she had been the happy means of initiating me into all love's mysteries, for she never knew of my previous experiences and always plumed and prided herself on being my first instructress.