Lesson of Lust, Sex & Love in Night

This was said in such an innocent, natural manner that no suspicion was raised on the part of Mamma or anybody else. Mamma is only making the objection that my early rise might, by my noise, disturb Mrs. Kalson in the next room.

"Oh, no; I am not so easily disturbed; besides, he has been so well behaved all day that I am sure if I tell him to be quiet in the morning, he will not fail to do so."

So it was settled, and my bed was at once removed to the little room.

I do not know what Miss Rozy thought of this; at any rate, she made no remark, and I went to bed early. It will easily be conceived that I did not go to sleep. The hours struck one after the other, and there was no appearance of my amiable instructress. The remembrance of all her charms was ever present in my mind's eye, and I longed once more to dart my tongue into her moist and juicy cunt, as well as to try the new method that was to initiate me into the real secrets of Venus.

The long delay in her coming put me in a perfect fever. I tossed and tumbled in bed; my prick throbbed almost to bursting. Fortunately, I had never fridgeed myself, and that resource never occurred to me, or I might have rendered myself quite incapable of enjoying the raptures my beautiful benefactor afterwards entranced me with. At last, I heard voices and footsteps on the stairs. Mrs. Kalson bid Miss Rozy good night, and the next minute her door was opened, closed again, and the key turned in the lock. I had taken the precaution to do so with my door. I heard her use the night vase, and then she opened my door, at once coming to my bedside. Seeing me awake and quite flushed, she kissed me and whispered—

"Have you not gone to sleep, Alexander?"

"No, ma'am," I answered, in the same subdued tone, "I could not sleep."

"Why, dear boy?"

"Because I was going to sleep with you."

Her lips pressed mine, and her soft hand thrust under the clothes; she sought for and caressed my stiff-standing prick—it was as hard as iron.

"Poor boy, I am afraid you have been suffering. How long has it been in this state?"

"All the evening, ma'am, and I did think you were such a long time away from coming."

"Well, Alexander, I could not come sooner without causing suspicion—I thought Miss Rozy was suspicious, so I pretended to have no desire to go to bed; and even when she showed evident symptoms of drowsiness after her long ride, I rallied her upon it and begged her to sit up with me yet a little, until at last she could hold out no longer, and begged me to let her retire. I grumbled and complied, and she was thrown completely off any scent on our account, as she could never suppose I was as impatient as you to come here. I shall undress as fast as possible and then do my best to relieve you of this painful stiffness. Get up, shut this door, and come to my bed. My room has an inner baize door, and we shall be certain of not being overheard."

I instantly complied, and she commenced undressing. Every detail of her charming toilet was devoured by my greedy eyes. Her smooth, glossy, and abundant hair, arranged in braids, was neatly fastened under a coquettish lace cap with pretty blue ribbons. Her chemise de nuit of the finest, almost transparent cambric was edged with fine openwork. She looked divine. The drawers of the commode contained scent bags of that peculiar odor that is generally found to perfume the persons of the most seductive women. In another moment, she was in bed, clasping me in her arms.

"Now, Alexander, you must be a good boy, make no noise, and allow me to teach you your first love lesson. See, I will lay myself down on my back, thus—do you place yourself on your knees between my out-spread thighs—there, that is a darling—now let me lay hold of your dear instrument. Now lay yourself down on me."

I placed myself on her beautiful, smooth, and white belly and pressed against the hair of her mount. With her long, tapered fingers, she guided my prick—I trembled in every limb and almost felt sick with excitement—but when I felt the delicious sensation caused by the insertion of my skinned pintle between the smooth, warm, oily folds of the lady's cunt, I gave but one shove, which carried me up so that I swooned away on her belly and milk-white bosom.

When I came to myself, I still lay on her belly, enfolded in her lovely arms, my prick sheathed up to the cods in her delicious cunt, which was throbbing in the most exotic way and pressing and closing with every fold on my prick—which had hardly lost any of its pristine stiffness. As my eyes began to discern her features, an exquisite smile played on my darling companion's lips.

"You sad rogue," she whispered, "you have given me a baby; what have you been doing to make you spend so soon and in such a quantity? Did you like it?"

"Oh, dearest madam, I have been in heaven—surely no joy can be greater than you have given me."

"But you do not know as yet everything that is to be done and to what greater extent the pleasure may be enhanced by mutual efforts; move your instrument gently in and out—there, that is delicious, but not so fast. Good, is it not nice?"

And she moved in unison with me, meeting each slow thrust down by an equal movement upwards and squeezing my prick in the most delicious manner internally as she retired again to meet succeeding thrusts in the same way.

Oh! It was exotic—my prick, swollen to its utmost size, seemed to fill her exquisite vagina, which, although capable of easily accommodating the larger prick of Mr. Kalson, appeared to be sufficiently contracted to embrace tightly with its smooth and slippery folds my stiff throbbing prick. So we continued, I shoving myself into her, and she upheaving her beautiful bottom to meet me. My hands were removed everywhere, and my mouth sucked her lips and tongue, or I wandered over her pulpy breasts, sucking their tiny nipples. It was indeed a long bout, prolonged by Mrs. Kalson's instructions, and she enjoyed it thoroughly and encouraged me by every endearing epithet and by the most voluptuous maneuvers. I was quite beside myself. The consciousness that I was thrusting my most private part into that part of a lady's person, which is regarded as such a sacred delicacy, caused me to experience the most enraptured pleasure. Maddened by the intensity of my feelings, I at length quickened my pace. My charming companion did the same, and we together yielded a most copious and delicious discharge.