Anonymous - Eveline

Jim asked me to kindly hold the reins a moment. The young fellow was awkwardly situated. But nature is nature everywhere, and after all, we have to be subservient to her dictates. Jim therefore wandered round the corner of the chalk pit at the entrance of which we stood. As he turned the angle of the cutting I noticed he stopped. A wild expression of astonishment spread suddenly over his face. He raised his hand and beckoned to me. I advanced with the horses a few paces. I could now see round the corner. I must have assumed the same look of blank amazement as he did.

Not twenty yards further and within the chalk pit, upon a little plateau of debris which had slipped down from the rim of the great cutting and still retained its verdant carpet of the fine grass of the Downs, were a man and a woman. They were lying upon this dainty spot. The woman on her back, the man on her body. They were evidently in the act of copulation. It was equally evident they had been too well occupied to have suspected our proximity. The woman had seized the shirt tails of her companion and had pulled them up to his waist in her excitement. The man was engaged in stabbing at the person of his friend beneath him and his posteriors were naked as the day, while his broad buttocks worked up and down with a velocity which promised to bring their pleasant pastime to a speedy issue.

"Oh, Lord, miss! Only look at that! Ain't he a ramming it in? Ain't she a-getting off it? Oh, my!"

The pair were too much occupied to heed anything or anybody. Jim was simply struck silly. He stared open-mouthed. He was immovably rooted to the spot. It remained for me to act.

"Oh, dear! How shocking! Johnson, come back! How dreadfully indecent! Do you hear, Johnson? Come here! Help me to mount. I feel ill-take me away! "

We withdrew quietly. I rode home slowly. I felt a little indigestion. I think it must have been the oeufs sur le plat I had at lunch. However, I didn't "tumble overboard" as Mr. David Jones had feared I might. I appeared in perfect health at dinner.

"Hush, Percy! Are you sure you have locked your door?"

It was midnight. The church clock had just struck. I had prepared everything. I had only a peignoir of blue, my favorite color, and my fine soft chemise. I retained my black silk stockings and my little bronze shoes. I had thrown a dressing gown over all.

For full a minute we stood listening. We looked at each other. My brother's gaze was penetrating in its fierce intensity of desire-in its audacious incentive to animal concupiscence. There was no attempt at disguise on either side. No other sentiment for the moment than acute desire. I longed for him. I had waited so long. I had thought of him- dreamed of him. Now I was to have him! He was to possess me-to revel in my embraces. To yield his manhood and his virility at my shrine. I was to know all the ecstatic emotion of his incestuous contact. To aid him to his enjoyment. To watch his contortions of voluptuous excitement. To participate in all.

"Where have you been, Eve, all the afternoon? I looked for you at tea time. You had flown."

"I galloped over the Downs on Goorkha. I wanted air. I thought it best to leave you to yourself. I wanted you to think. You were very silent at dinner, Percy."

"I was thinking of what was in store."

"Are you determined to go on? Don't you think it would be best to go back to your own room, Percy?"

He caught me in his strong arms. He covered my face with his kisses. His trembling hands invaded my bust. His lips settled upon mine in a lascivious kiss. I quivered with excitement. He did not utter a word, but he bore me gradually back towards the bed. I knew he was preparing himself for the fullness of his pleasure. He had only his dressing-gown over a foulard night-shirt. He slipped the cord. I beheld him almost naked within the wrapper.

"Oh! Percy-dear boy! Pray be cautious! I am so frightened!"

"There is no cause for fear, Eve; we are absolutely isolated at this end of the corridor. My room is the last. All the lights are out. All the servants have gone to bed. Only a night watchman down below. Let me see your beautiful legs, dear-let me feel your satin thighs. Oh, my God! How lovely! How plump! How luscious! What beautiful bosoms! How firm! I must kiss those strawberry titties. Dear little darlings! Let down your hair, Eve! What luxuriant locks-how glossy! What perfume! How sweet you smell! Your skin is like ivory with a touch of carmine in it. Your are a beauty all over-and now- my Eve-my darling Eve!"

He put me gently on the side of the bed. He parted my willing thighs. Instantly he glued his eager lips to the center of my desires. His hot tongue worked around my clitoris. It rose to meet his salacious caresses. My hands toyed with his hair-my head fell back in the sensuous enjoyment he was giving me. He groaned in his delight.

I rose panting from his luxurious embrace. His face, flushed with longing and excitement, looked more radiant than ever.

"Now I must look at you, Percy! How you have altered."

I twisted myself from his grasp. I turned swiftly and dropped my peignoir. I slipped into bed. He followed me. His strong arms encircled my light form. His kisses covered my face-my bosom-my shoulders. His body lay on mine. His warmth thrilled me through all my being. His touches conveyed a magnetic sympathy I was unable to resist. I suffered all. He mounted upon my body.

"Oh! Percy! We were so innocent then-now-Oh! Oh! Pray not now! Oh! Percy! Oh! Oh!"

It was already too late-our bodies were in closest conjunction. I felt the penetration of his limb. It slipped impatiently up my vagina. The throbs of the solid shaft of muscular manhood secretly delighted me. We writhed-we struggled in our agony of sensuous enjoyment. His thrusts were violent. I felt them to my very womb. He was in my body to his utmost extent, yet he set his teeth and pushed. He groaned and slobbered in his pleasure. It was my paradise to witness his transports. My parts were swimming. My own spasms were almost continuous.

"Oh! My darling Eve! I never knew pleasure till now. You make me thrill all over! You drive me mad! Take that, you little devil! I love you! I have you! Oh! How I wish I could finish so! I dare not! My sister-my beautiful-darling sister!"

"Why not? My dearest boy-why not? Finish me-finish your Eve. She loves you-she has no fear. All will be safe-give me all! I want it-all! Oh! Oh!"

The response came all too soon to my supplication; involuntarily I arched up my loins. I spread my limbs, my thighs clung to his hips- my whole being was at his disposal in expectancy. It came. He sunk upon me with a groan of blissful rapture. A torrent shot from his bursting member. It invaded my vagina-my womb. It came from him with a force I could feel in my vitals. We clung together with convulsive shudders until he had expended all his pent-up manhood.

During the half hour which followed, we lay locked in each other's arms, forgetful of all the world beyond ourselves. Percy exploited me from head to foot. He praised all he found in extravagant terms. We had no reserve now. We were boy and girl again together. We exercised the greatest caution-we spoke in whispers; these again so subdued that they were inaudible half across the bedroom. Our faces were close together. We conversed of all we would be to one another.

"You will have to carry out your engagement, Eve. I see that of course. You will marry Endover. They say he has led a tolerably fast life. His name is associated with more than one of the actresses. Well, what of that? Whose is not, nowadays? But he looks older than he is, they say. I have never met him; some of our mess know him though. He's good across country, they say. He has looked well after the family possessions. No doubt he is well off."

I held my peace.

"You will have more liberty when you are married, Eve. You will have your house in town-your carriages. You will have Normanstoke Towers for a country residence, and above all, to my mind, 'Chitterlings,' which I hear is lovely."