Anonymous - The Oyster, Volume III

We learned much from our joust, not least the need to experiment until one finds the best way to please both oneself and one's partner. This was a maxim I have never forgotten and have always urged the lucky young men just about to begin their first rides on the roundabouts of love-joys. Later that evening I found myself alone with Alice, as Charlotte had been given the evening off-and as you can guess, dear reader, she and Terence spent the evening down nearby Lovers' Lane sucking and fucking until his cock and her cunney were just too sore to continue! Not that Alice and I were doing anything very different up in my bedroom! We had enjoyed a grand session of fucking and we were lying sated on my bed, with Alice toying with my cock in her hand. 'Have you taken part in a great deal of fucking?' I asked Alice somewhat artlessly. 'Not as much as I would like, Master Teddy, but that's because I'm careful in choosing the days. I'd rather go without or use a dildo than rely on you boys to take your cocks out just before you're about to spend. 'I was always careful about letting a cock up my pussey-even the very first time, when I wanted it so badly,' she added. 'Oh, you must tell me all about that,' I said eagerly. 'Well, if you really want to know, Master Teddy, I lost my virginity working in my last situation.'

'Do tell me about it, Alice,' I begged. 'I'm sure that will make my cock swell up again. After all, I've only come twice and Mama said they would be returning late tonight. I want to fuck you at least twice more before they come back.' 'My, could you really? I've been looking at that book by Doctor Roy Stevenson that your Papa gave you and he says that too much fucking is as bad as too little.'

'Oh, never mind all that!' I exclaimed. 'Tell me about the first time you fucked.' She smiled and said: 'Well, all right, I will tell you all about it. I was working as a kitchen maid in a big house in North London. My employer was a publisher and he often brought home books for the servants to read. Well, one afternoon, I was walking down Holywell Street and I thought I would look into one of the bookshops there. I noticed there were several shops selling prints but I did not know that this was a notorious centre for smutty books.

After all, I was just a simple country girl of sixteen years of age. I couldn't help noticing that some of the prints displayed outside Toby Watson's bookshop looked rather rude. Of course, I did not know that the prints that had caught my eye were classic sketches by the great caricaturist Thomas Rowlandson. 'Suddenly a man's voice behind me said: “Do you like the work of Rowlandson? There are prudes who would wish to ban his drawings but I think the man was a great artist, don't you?” 'I blushed and turned round to see who was speaking to me.

He turned out to be a good-looking man in his late twenties or early thirties, smartly but not richly dressed. We struck up a conversation but I could tell that from the way he was staring at my white frilly blouse that he was attracted to me-as I was, it must be confessed, to him. 'We engaged in conversation for about five minutes and then he offered to take me to a public house for a drink. I liked him even more when he did not demur after I said that I would prefer a nice cup of tea. So he took me to Bourne's Coffee House in Gray's Inn Road and we chatted away animatedly over tea and cakes. He told me that his name was Kenneth Kenhall-Watkins and that he worked as a salesman for a big London publisher. And what a coincidence! He worked for Goulthorpes, the company for whom my employer, Professor Pelham, was the chief editor. 'He lodged nearby in John Street and I needed little encouragement to agree to see the etchings he had purchased the previous week which were, of course, in his rooms. 'So very soon afterwards, I found myself sitting on a couch in Kenneth's room, looking at a book of very saucy prints. There was one particular print that I shall always remember as it sent shivers of lust throughout my body. Indeed, it makes me randy now just thinking about it. 'The scene was of a richly decorated bedroom and upon the bed lay a ravishingly beautiful young girl in a state of deshabille. She lay with her eyes closed, her petticoat and shift thrown up, her thighs wide apart, revealing to my burning gaze a rounded white belly, the bottom part of which was covered by a generous growth of jet black hair; and from between the locks that grew over the mount above a delicious-looking little crack, I could perceive two rosy lips slightly gaping open, from which oozed traces of whitish-looking foam.

Next to the girl was standing a handsome young man, totally naked, whose huge erect prick was being lovingly grasped by the reclining girl whose mouth was open, teasingly near the uncapped knob and ready to perform sweet suction upon this lucky youth's stiff cock. 'You may well guess what happened very after that, Master Teddy! I hardly noticed the dashing rogue raise my petticoats and inserting his hand between my legs, letting it rest on the golden covering of blonde hair that covered my delicate little crack. 'With the other he dexterously undid the top two buttons of my blouse to view better the firm swell of my breasts. I was unsure as to how best to react-but for better or worse I was given little time to think about it as he suddenly pressed his face close to mine and kissed me passionately upon the lips. 'In spite of my surprise, I felt a rush of excitement surge through my veins. There was something about Kenneth's kiss that made it impossible not to respond. His hand slipped down to close gently over my breast as his other began to stroke my dampening pussey through the thin cotton material of my drawers.

'Everything was now happening so fast that my memory is but a fond blur. I do remember though that I didn't try to resist him although being a gentleman, Kenneth later assured me, he would have acceded to my wishes if I had wished to break away from his embrace.

'Be that as it may, his hand reached the top of my legs as I pressed my lips more firmly against his, he now stroking my pussey harder with his thumb, his fingers probing and caressing the lips of my cunney. Then I felt my whole body vibrate with excitement as his thumb found my clitty! He began rubbing it with a steadily increasing pace that had me swooning with delight. Ah, at that moment, I must confess, I knew for certain that I would be glad and willing to let him do anything he wished with me. 'Kenneth now let go of my breast and began to undo the buttons at the back of my blouse. Then he slipped it off me completely and ran his hands over my naked breasts, tracing circles around the stiffening nipples with the tips of his fingers. Then he bent his head down and took one of my erect teats in his mouth, and the wet friction of his tongue made me gasp with bliss as he sucked firm and deep. 'Now I could feel him tugging at my drawers and I lifted my bum off the seat automatically to assist him as he pulled them down. I was feeling incredibly aroused and when Kenneth took hold of my hand and planted it firmly between his legs, I knew I just had to be fucked by this sweet man. My whole body panted for him! My breasts seemed to be swelling as if they would burst and the little red cherry-tipped nipples were as hard as peas and tickling me! And as for my cunt, oh, such a throbbing as went on in it as I had never felt before. '“Now, Alice,' he said tenderly. “I do so want to fuck you. Would you like that, my darling?” '“Very much so!” I replied quietly and with that Kenneth swiftly undressed and I gazed with longing at his thick, stiff cock which stood up so proudly, attended above by a fine swatch of thick black hair and underneath by the velvety wrinkled ballsbag. I might never have been fucked before but I had seen a few cocks before then, from the time I played “Doctors and Nurses” with Dudley Lovell, my cousin, at his fourteenth birthday party, to the extraordinarily thick but battered-looking prick belonging to Taylor, the Scottish butler at the house where I worked, whom I saw fucking the cook and the youngest pantrymaid one after the other on the kitchen table just a few weeks before.