Anonymous - The Oyster, Volume IV

Inside the hour I was lying naked on his bed watching him undress and his slim, athletic frame contrasted so well with my current beau's rather corpulent body. Like so many girls before me, I gasped with wonderment when he pulled down his drawers to reveal his astonishingly thick cock which sprang upwards from the mass of black curly hair at the bottom of his belly, and the tip of which reached above his navel.

He kissed me beautifully, nibbling my ears, and whispered his intentions 'to enjoy your body to the utmost' whilst his calm, experienced fingers caressed and massaged my breasts, rolling my nipples into erection whilst my pussey became decidedly damp, moistening like a dew-drenched flower in eager anticipation of what was to come. 'I am going to eat your pussey now, Mary, and I am certain that you taste even sweeter than Mr. Ajao's cream cakes,' he murmured. Doctor Jonathan, I must state here and now that Mr.

Stockman is a world champion of the fine art of sucking pussies! He placed a large silk pillow beneath my buttocks to ease his access, and then he pushed my knees up to my large breasts and parted them, thus totally exposing my honey blonde bush which almost perfectly matches the colour of my hair. He complimented me on my fine-looking pussey with its pouting lips, and then his head dived between my legs and I felt his tongue gently parting my labia, darting inside as I moaned softly with the pleasure this afforded me. He placed his lips over my clitty and sucked it into his mouth with one hand now under my bum for extra elevation, and the other round my thigh so he could spread my pussey lips with his thumb and middle finger. He soon found the magic button under the fold at the base of my clitty and twirled his tongue cleverly all around it. The faster he vibrated his tongue the more excited I became, and I gyrated madly as his tongue moved even more quickly along the silken grooves of my cunt, licking and lapping my delicious juices that ran down like a stream. With each stroke I arched my body in ecstasy, pressing the erect clitty against the tip of his flickering tongue. 'Aaah!' I moaned, and then yelped with joy as I exploded, flooding his face with my juices as I spent exquisitely in great tumbling spasms. As he rolled off me I reached down to take hold of his enormous shaft which throbbed like hot velvet under my touch. I gave it a little kiss when Peter asked me whether he could have the pleasure of fucking me from behind.

'Certainly,' I replied. 'But please do not go up my bum.' I raised myself up on my knees and turned to face the bedstead and stuck out my bum as provocatively as I could. Peter leaned over me and I felt the crown of his monstrous cock nudge against my pussey lips. He slipped his cock inside me and gently moved in and out in slow rhythmic thrusts. It is quite extraordinary how my poor little pussey channel managed to accommodate his mighty monster, but my juices eased its passage as he pushed in, withdrew, pushed in, withdrew as I shuddered in voluptuous ardour. I know of no feeling of pleasure quite like that of the initial penetration of the cunney by a cocked and loaded prick. Peter felt wonderful, thick and hot, stretching my pussey and filling my cunney deliciously. He used his cock expertly, varying his angle and speed, and his staying power was immense. We must have fucked for at least ten minutes until the wonderful performance ended as he shot thick wads of creamy jism into me as I screamed with delight, for I too spent almost instantaneously as the hot, frothy spunk drenched the walls of my womb. He stayed hard in my cunney for a little while and then slowly withdrew, his cock glistening with our mingled juices, and though we were both ready for another round of fornication we were interrupted by a knock on the door. Mr. Stockman's friend had sent him a wire asking him to dine at her house tonight as a gentleman had dropped out at the last minute and they would otherwise be thirteen at table unless he made up the numbers. (The alternative would be my poor Uncle Philip having to dine downstairs, which would create problems, as my aunt suspected a relationship between my uncle and Clare, the scullery maid.) So we did not have the chance of fucking in my favourite position, Doctor Jonathan, which brings me now to my question: I enjoyed being fucked from behind, and Mr. David Taylor has had me in various situations: standing up, me on top, sitting on a chair, etc. But I honestly prefer the good old-fashioned way of laying on my back in a comfortable bed and letting the man do most of the work! Am I missing out on hidden joys? Yours affectionately, Mary Smyth-Bedforde 69 Balls Pond Road London, N. July, 1895

DOCTOR JONATHAN REPLIES:

Madam,

This is a psychological problem and I believe that you both need to work towards a solution. Certainly, your partner must respect your views and never force you to take part in activities which do not give you pleasure. The so-called 'missionary' position, where the man lies on top of the woman whose legs are spread apart to accommodate him, is the commonest sexual position by far, throughout Europe. It is so popular simply because it is, in my view, the most comfortable sexual position of them all! However, there can be many refinements which are detailed in Fucking For Fun by Professor Kenneth Hall and A Gentleman of Quality, a volume I would recommend to all interested in this grand sport. It may be purchased at Hotten's, Piccadilly and other specialised shops for twelve shillings and sixpence and is worth every penny.

With regard to the missionary position, Professor Hall comments that the sexual act performed thus can be even more enjoyed if the woman twines her legs around the man's waist as he is then capable of thrusting deeper into her vagina with increased sensation accruing to both as the entire length of the man's penis is then stimulated. Another most favoured way to extract additional joy is for the woman to learn the ancient Chinese art of Youg Me Dous, a most clever method of tightening the vaginal muscles enabling her to clasp the entire shaft of the man's penis. This also stimulates a feeling of closeness via the leg embrace, setting it aside from the simplest, straightforward position in which the woman simply lies prone, her legs apart and straight out and where there is therefore only a minimum of body contact.

But variety is the spice of life, Madam, and I think you will miss out if you do not at least experiment with alternative methods of fucking. One of my own favourite positions is that of rear entry. The girl balances herself on her hands and knees, her legs spread as the boy enters from the rear. This can be made more pleasurable if the woman bends forward, throwing her bum cheeks up in the air as high as possible. This method is frowned upon by some misguided moralists as being too 'animalistic', though anatomically it is a most natural position for sexual contact. A girl can support a boy's weight more easily since she is on her hands and knees with her back and thigh muscles (the strongest in the body) working. Both of the boy's hands are free to fondle and stimulate the girl's breasts, nipples, legs and bum and indeed can thrust his penis inside the vagina whilst at the same time frigging her clitoris to afford his partner extra joy.

Another position I can recommend was demonstrated to my by Miss Susannah O'Mahoney, the well-known bicyclist. Being athletic, after I have inserted my pego inside her oily love channel, she manages to keep one leg on the bed and is then able to lift the other one right up over my shoulder so that she is almost performing 'the splits'.

This enables her to spend very quickly as different positions of the legs create different pressures inside the vagina and this particular exercise makes my cock seem larger and penetration even deeper.

My advice, therefore, is to follow an empirical philosophy regarding your fucking. Partake of all the many joys of love-making, refining those arts that you enjoy and discarding those which you do not find pleasurable. This will take some time to accomplish, for the Indian Kama Sutra lists at least twenty major sexual positions, though Professor Hall insists that there are really only six, with all others being mere variants.