The Joy of Knowledge: Love's Triumph over Ignorance

"Oh, Alexander, if it is all like that, I shall be so pleased with it."

Down she squatted, drawing up her chest.

My hand wandered all over her charming belly and mount.

Then, kneeling down and putting her legs over my shoulders and my hands under her thighs and bottoms, I applied my tongue at once to her little clitoris, which I found was already stiff, and showed its head at the upper part of her pinky slit. The action of my agile tongue produced an instantaneous effect—her loins and thighs heaved up her bottom to press her little pouting cunt against my face.

Mechanically, she put her hand on my head and muttered terms of endearment.

"Oh, darling Alexander, how delicious! Oh! Do go on! It is so nice, &c."

I wanted no stimulant but licked away until, with shortened breath and greater heavings of her body, she began to stammer.

"Oh! oh! I feel so queer—ah, stop; I am going to faint—I, I, I, can't—can't bear it any longer, oh!—oh!" Her limbs relaxed, and she died away in her first discharge, which was very glutinous and nice, but only scanty in quantity. I let her be quiet until she came, and then, looking in her face and smiling, I asked her how she liked it.

"Oh! I was in heaven, dear Alexander, but I thought it was killing me—it was almost too much to bear—nothing could be more delicious."

"Oh, yes!" I replied, "There is something more delicious still, but I must kiss you in this way again before we try the other; the more moist the inside is, the easier I shall get in."

"But, Alexander, you don't mean to say you will ever get in your doodle, now that it has grown so big."

"Well, we will try, and if it hurts you too much, we can stop."

So I began again to gamahuche her; this time it took a longer effort to produce the ultimate result, but apparently with still greater effect and a more copious discharge.

Her little cunt being now relaxed, well moistened with her own discharge and my saliva, and well inclined to receive my prick, I spat upon it and lubricated it from head to root.

Then, rising from my knees, I stretched myself over Suzy's belly, gently directing my prick, rubbing it up and down first between the lips, and exciting her clitoris with the same action.

I gently and gradually inserted its head between the lips of her charming little cunt.

There was less difficulty than might have been expected; the gamahuching and double spending had relaxed the muscles, and her passions being excited also acted on her organs of generation.

At all events, I got in the head and about two inches of its length without her murmuring anything beyond—

"How big it feels—it seems to stretch me so."

All this was exciting me dreadfully, and it was only with the greatest effort that I did not thrust rudely forward.

I now felt I was pushing against some obstacle. I thrust hard and hurt her.

She cried out and begged me to stop.

I was so near the finale that I felt I must go on.

So, plunging forward, I rushed at the impediment and made her cry out most lustily. Probably another push would have decided my position, but nature could hold out no longer, and I yielded down my erotic tribute to her virginal charms without having actually deflowered her.

So far, perhaps, it was fortunate because I poured into her a torrent of sperm, which was not only balm to her partially wounded hymen but also so relaxed and lubricated the interior of her cunt as greatly to facilitate my after-efforts.

I lay quiet still for some time, and the gradual swelling out and throbbing of my prick reawakened her young passions. She said—

"Alexander, my dear, you said that it would prove delicious in the end, and I can feel it is becoming so. I have no more pain, and you shall go on just as you like."

this, but I was too securely engaged for that, and all her struggles only enabled me to more easily sheathe him up to the very hairs.

So excited was I by her tears and screams that I was no sooner there than a torrent of sperm burst from me, and I lay like a corpse on her body, perfectly maintaining the ground I possessed.

This death-like quiet lasted some minutes and, to a certain extent, assuaged the violence of the pain I put poor Suzy through.

Doubtless, too, the balmy nature of the ample quantity of sperm I had shot up to her womb helped to soothe her suffering.

At all events, when we were both able again to converse, she unbraided me with the agony I had caused her and wished me to get off her at once, but retaining the advantageous possession of her very tight and delicious sheath, I told her all was now over, and we might look forward to nothing but enrapturing pleasure.

telling her pleasure followed pain, for nothing could exceed the enrapturing nature of the sensation my prick had produced.

She thought now that it was not a bit too big, but just made to give the utmost satisfaction. We remained locked in each other's arms, my prick still embedded in its tight and exciting sheath.

We fondled and prattled, until it became again in a state of violent erection, equally stimulating her tight little cunt, so that we were forced to recommence our love encounter.

I found that my dear little sister naturally possessed the power of throbbing on or nipping a prick.

It is a great gift and adds immensely to the man's pleasure, and I should think of the woman's too.

In my sister's case, it began with the very first complete insertion of my prick, and the years that I afterwards continued to fuck her added nothing to this delicious accomplishment, except for the variety of positions in which it could be exercised.