The Unforgettable Romance between a boy and a Lady

While they were all engaged after tea, I slipped up to Miss Donald's room to see that the key was in the lock of the door between our two rooms. I opened it, oiled the hinges, and locked it again from her side. I also, with a view to sometimes slipping up to my sisters' room, oiled my own and their doors, hinges, and locks, as now that the ice was broken with Miss Donald, it would be necessary to be doubly careful not to excite suspicion of my visits to my sisters. Having finished everything to my satisfaction, I joined them in the drawing room, and while my sisters were playing duets on the piano to Mamma, I challenged Miss Donald to a game of chess. She, of course, was a far superior player to me, but our legs meeting under the chess table, her little charming foot sought mine, rested on it, and pressed it from time to time. This distraction from her ideas enabled me to win two games consecutively. My mother sent the girls to bed and told me to follow their example, but as I did not wish to lie long waiting for Miss Donald's appearance in her bedroom, I pleaded for relaxation in the hour of retiring to enable Miss Donald to regain her chance of beating me, at the same time pressing her foot as a sign to her to second my request. She took the hint, though she had no idea of the object. Mamma came near us to look over our game. This induced Miss Donald to play with more caution and thought, and she won three games in succession, making her the final winner. Mamma now said I must go to bed, as it was very late for me. She still treated me as a child. I, however, had gained my object by obtaining nearly two hours' delay in going to bed, so I had not long to wait before I heard Miss Donald enter her room. I was determined to let her finish her toilet before I called her attention to me. I watched through my peephole and could now calmly and leisurely see all the beauties of her well-developed form and the rich wealth of hair she possessed. She went through all her ablutions as usual. I observed that she also used a syringe to thoroughly purify the inside of her glorious cunt. When she had dried herself and was about to pull on her chemise, I rapped on the door of communication and, in a loud whisper, called her attention to me.

"Are you there, Alexander?"

"Yes, pray to unlock the door and open it so that I may come to you."

She actually had not yet discovered that the door, locked and bolted on her side, communicated with my bedroom, but her delight at the discovery was greater than her surprise. I flew into her arms, was hugged to her bosom, and was covered in kisses. But as my prick was in a bursting state of erection, I drew her to the bed, upon which we both threw ourselves, she on her back and I above, and in an instant I was engulfed up to the cods in her glorious and glowing cunt, and we ran an eager course of rapturous thrustings until nature could stand no more, and we sank in all the delights of a most delicious mutual spend. I lay soaking in bliss for some time, and after fondling each other, Miss Donald said,

"Get up, dear Alexander, and let us get into bed."

We had been in too great haste to do otherwise than tumble on top of it. My charming bedfellow also rose for a necessary purpose, which I had interrupted when I knocked at the door. She sat down on the pot de chambre, and a mighty rush of water followed. I cried,

"Oh, do let me see you piddle from your beautiful fanny."

I still kept up my character of innocence and used none but infantine words in reference to our organs of generation.

She laughed, but pulled up her shift and raised her thighs above the pot, so advancing the light, I had the delicious sight of her wide-stretched cunt, pouring out a stream of piddle with great force. Her position brought out all the beauties of the vast, wide-spread mass of black curly hair that thickly covered all the lower part of her magnificent quim, ran down each thigh, up between her buttocks, and opened out on her back. She had two bunches just below the two beautiful dimples that were so charmingly developed below her waist. There was as much hair there as most women have on their mons Veneris. Her whole body had fine, straight silky hair on it, very thick on the shoulders, arms, and legs, with a beautiful, creamy skin showing below. She was the hairiest woman I ever saw, which, doubtless, arose from or was the cause of her extraordinary lustful and luxurious temperament. The sight I was indulging in brought out my pego in full bloom; as we both rose, she saw it sticking out under my shirt.

"Off with all that, and let me gaze on your charming young perfections."

I did as she desired, begged her to do the same, and there she stood, in all the glory of her superb form. We encircled each other's naked bodies and then turned each other around to gaze on all the exciting charms displayed to each other.

"Come, my darling boy, and let me kiss and fondle you all over."

She laid me on my back, reversed herself above me, and taking my prick in her mouth, after first feeling it most gently and praising its large proportions, again declaring it was the finest she had ever seen, she began to gamahuche me with a skill such as I had never before experienced, and gave me the most exquisite and most luxurious delight. For my part, seeing her wonderful clitoris, stiff, standing out of the bright red lips of her luscious cunt, I took it bodily into my mouth, sucked it, and rolled my tongue about it, to the evident delight of my salacious companion. Her buttocks rose and fell, and the lips of her cunt immediately before my eyes opened or closely pressed the lips together, showing the delicious nature of her enjoyment. I felt her put her hand to my bottom, insert her finger, and begin frigging me there. I let her see how it pleased me. She stopped for a moment to beg me to do the same to her, anticipating my earnest desire to do so. I lost no time in following her example. The adjacent parts were well lubricated by our previous indulgence, and first inserting two fingers into her deliciously juicy cunt to moisten them, I slipped one of them into her charming bottom-hole, and finding great ease of space, I slipped the second in as well. My other hand and arm embraced and caressed her magnificent backside, which rose and fell on my face with unwearied speed, as my finger frigged her bottom-hole in unison with her movements, and my mouth more closely sucked her stiffly excited clitoris.