"Walter"

“ Up came the old lady, the cook came out and said, "Harriet is very unwell Maam, can you give her a little brandy?" I had no f*** that night. The next night she began about the baker. I would answer nothing. She said, "If I have had him it's my affair; at all events it's an insult to a woman whom you never gave the slightest present to yet."
I was struck with that. My allowance was due, and I took her home some article of jewelry. She made me for the ensuing week f*** her till I was as dry as a bone, and my very arse-hole ached the last time I did it, — it was the day before my mother returned. ”

“ A woman will stand naked, lay naked on her belly, or bum, stand with one leg on a chair, kneel with one leg on the bed, be looked at frontways, backways, sideways, and be pleased with the admiration. You may lay and kiss the outside, put your fingers up and probe it, rub your knuckles into it, tickle or frig it; but directly you want to pull the lips open, to see the hole which lays hidden by the hairy outer lips, to see where your p*ick is longing to hide its head; they object, put their thighs together, say, "No, it is not to be looked at." ”

“ Gradually my mind centered itself on Mary, and as I saw the resemblance to her sister, I used to wonder how far the resemblance extended. Whether her haunches were as large, her thighs as round, her cu*t so made, fringed, and dark, and so on; until I desired to have her, as much for her resemblance to Charlotte, as for herself. Yet I had fear and reluctance to make advances, because she was Charlotte's sister. Meanwhile I was chaste, was in good health and wanted a woman awfully. ”

“ Or if angrily pressed, reluctantly half yield, throw themselves down, so as to put their back to the light, lifting one leg so as to hide the light, and using every manoeuvre to prevent you looking closely at it; and if you desire to look when it's laden with the efforts of your love, they will struggle to prevent you. ”

“ Cook when she saw me, grinned and became familiar, for she was a regular old stager, and knew well, that when a man wanted to take liberties with her, she might safely take them with him. "What do you want?" "To feel your cu*t", said I, "see your legs, feel that crummy rump of yours, cookey." "Then you won't", said she laughing, and lifting a heavy saucepan off the fire with both hands, she carried it towards the sink in the back kitchen. Randy and ready, I saw my opportunity; and as she neared the sink, thrust both hands up her clothes, grasped her arse, and was fumbling for her slit ”

“ Her breasts were full and hard, her buttock large and solid, her thighs more rounded, the hair of her cu*t thicker. Curiously I opened its lips and put my finger in, to see if marriage had made any difference, but was far too young and inexperienced to find it out, if there had been any. It seemed the dear old split which had so often given me pleasure before; that look and feel finished me, in another second my ballocks were bang my away against her bum, and she met my embraces with fervour which too soon came to an end. ”

“ My prolonged embrace, my sensuous imagination, and my love for her had told so upon me; that I was already contemplating the pleasure of another poke, a desire to see her charms came over me, I went on to my knees and had a glimpse between the open thighs, of the half open cu*t, from which a love-drop was rolling. She pushed down her clothes, and sat up, looking at me, and blushing like the most modest of maidens.
It is extraordinary what objection so many women have to a man's looking closely at their cu*ts. ”

“ Then she put me up to watching the baker with Harriet. The man came in the afternoon. Just when I returned one afternoon, I posted myself at the garden entrance-gate from the fore-court, from which door ajar, I could see the street-door. The baker after giving her a kiss, made a poke at her quim outside her clothes, which she returned by knocking a loaf against his trowsers just by his tool, and laughing. This I told the cook, who said, "She will let you, if you try, young devilskin, she has seen you and your cods naked. "Seen me naked?" ”

“ Up to this time I had only poked two servants, Charlotte and Mary. Others had not been to my taste. With one I tried it on and failed, and when randy now could not help thinking of the couple in the house. I tried it on with Harriet, but she so snubbed me, that I set her down as an impregnable virgin. Then I turned my eyes to Brown, though it seemed absurd to think of such a fat middle-aged woman; but I one day chanced to see that she had a very fat pair of calves, and I knew she must have a big arse ”

“ I used to go to sleep after my spend with my p*ick up her in that fashion; she with her long arm put between her thighs clutching by balls.
I was constantly at her, and more by her randiness than mine. The cook used to grin and say, "Well young devilskin, you seem jolly well knocked up," and made Harriet savage by saying, "Have a little mercy on him." The cook now took no notice of me, she was a coarse beast, would go to the servants' closet leaving the door wide open, and begin to talk with me as I passed; Harriet called her a beast one day for doing so. ”

“ Gay or modest, it is the same among the English; although a gay lady will yield to please her friend. With the French the objection is less, a French gay woman will pull open. her cu*t with her own hands, and let you pull open her arse-hole if you can and like it. I have known a few women of other nations and even of my own as free and easy, but the rule is as I say. This cannot be modesty. I rather imagine it results from a fear that some discharge will show itself, and sicken the man's appetite. Up jumped Charlotte, and went into the adjoining room. ”

“ I felt mad to think that another man should put his p*ick where my fingers then were, so I asked if she enjoyed it with him, whereupon she burst into a passionate flood of tears, and it closed with her saying, "Whether I love him or not, he is a good fellow to me, and if I am found out and disgraced it will serve me right." ”

“ But a woman is soon satisfied, and when she has squeezed the balls, and looked at the tip, she has done. Some men—and I am one—are insatiable and could look at a cu*t without taking their eyes off for a month. ”

“ She repulsed me saying in a whisper, "Harriet is upstairs." "She is going out", said I. "Wait till she has, if she hears you, she will make mischief." As I felt this might be true, I desisted.
I went back to the garden thinking, and hoping mother and sister would not go indoors. When Harriet had gone off, I went back into the garden parlour quite leisurely (for mother could see me do that) , then down to the cook. It was nearly dark. In a minute I had pushed her up against the dresser, was groping her, and she was feeling my p*ick and ballocks with seemingly hearty enjoyment. ”

“ At the first spurt of my spunk, she by a twist threw my p*ick out, and caught hold of it with her fingers, letting me spend over her thighs and linen, but squeezing and frigging at my doodle until it had shrunk thoroughly down.
For a month the same thing occasionally happened. She would let me finger, feel, rub her (in the nearly darkened kitchen) , putting one leg on a chair, or stooping down, or any way to let me feel both inside and outside well. When I got my p*ick out, she immediately began to frig it. I used to have quiet rows with her, for not letting me put it into her ”

“ I never saw Charlotte again, though I still may do so; but to this day I have an affection for her, and although she must be forty, should like to poke her.
Next year, one day my mother opened a letter, it was from the E family; and read aloud little scraps of it to me, and my sisters who were in the room. "That family is all doing very well", said she; "Mary who was with us but three months last year is married." She went on reading, "And Charlotte's husband has taken a large shop and is making money. — Ah ! ”

“ Mary and the cook made my bed, and must have seen it. Servants see funny things on beds often. I wonder what they say, and what they think about it. It can't be easy for a young woman to see sheets, and night-gowns, spunk-stained ”

“ She gave a howl, cook said, "I'll go into young devilskin's room, and leave you to take care of him", got up and went across to my room, and into my bed; and there was Harriet and I in bed alone.
She seemed furious, I felt her over, she was powerless, I dared her to call out, and at last in one of her writhings to escape my fingers, getting on her back; I rolled on to her and pinned her under me with my weight; but her legs were tightly closed, and so for a moment I laid my stiff p*ick between the shelving of her thighs, the tip just laying burried in the hair of her cu*t. ”

“ Her arse being so flat, her cu*t-hole so low, and her thighs so close, my p*ick as it entered seemed to bend under in some way and hurt me; my tight prepuce was often torn rudely down, and frequently bled. When I probed her cu*t with my finger it never seemed to have the soft buttery feel I had been accustomed to, but to be harsh; so I found it best to wet my p*ick copiously with spittle when I had her. Then off we used tc go; she raising her long legs until her heels were above my buttocks, writhing and wriggling under me and finishing her pleasure with a sort of snort. ”