Anonymous - Pearl

"You'll kiss me. I'm so tired. What is it you want?"

"Only to fuck you my darling. To put my prick in here— into your sweet cunt, and fuck you. There! There! It's getting in. Don't you feel it going up — up! How hot your cunt is. Isn't it nice?"

"Yes, that's very nice. I like that. You may fuck me now. Push it in well. Oh, yes; push. Oh!"

"Push what in, my love?"

"Your prick! Your prick; dear Mr. C."

"Where do you like me to push my prick?"

"Into my cunt! Into my cunt!"

"What is my prick doing in your cunt, Lizzy?"

"Fucking me! Fucking me! Oh! so nicely. You may fuck me as hard as you like. Oh! Oh!"

Uncle had placed her on her back with her bottom projecting over the edge of the bed, her clothes were all up, her thighs stretched wide open, and her legs resting on his shoulders. He had let down his trousers, and tucked up his shirt, so I could see his great muscular rump working vigorously back and forward, driving his stiff moist prick in and out between the hairy lips of her cunt.

I felt greatly excited, and my cunt seemed burning with heat. I could not help putting my hand on it, and squeezing the lips as hard as I could.

Just then I felt someone's arm stealing round me, and a hand placed on my mouth to stifle my cry.

Gussy whispered in my ear:

"It's me. Don't say a word. Feel my prick, how stiff it is. I'll put it into your cunt this way, and fuck you from behind, but keep watching, and tell me all they are doing. What do you see?"

"I see your father fucking Lizzy. She is on her back with her bottom over the edge of the bed, her legs up on his shoulders. I can see her cunt."

"What is it like?"

"A large hairy mouth sucking his prick."

"Is he fucking still? Go on, dear Nelly; it's just coming."

"He is heaving backward and forward, faster and faster. Now he is stooping over her, clutching her in his arms. How he drives his prick into her cunt! How she bounds to meet it. There! He is done! Push, Gussy! Hold me, or I shall fall! Oh! what a nice fuck! You have a darling prick, Gussy. Now let us rest, and I'll suck it for you to make it strong again."

After a while we heard them whispering again.

"Now," said Gussy, "let us change places. Sit here with your back to the partition, and you can play with my prick, while I look through and tell you all they are doing."

I took the head of his soft little tool in my mouth, and played with his balls and bottom while he looked through the opening.

"He is kneeling down and kissing and sucking her cunt; there, he has opened wide the lips, and is looking into its deep red chink; now he is licking round it with his tongue, while he rubs his nose against the hair — listen."

"What a delicious cunt you have, Lizzy; it smells so sweet, and has such thick round full lips, and although so large, the entrance itself is as tight as possible, and holds my prick like a glove. Now lie along the edge, put your hand on this poor fellow, and pet him a little before we try another bout."

"Now he is standing up, and she has her arm round his hip so as to reach his balls from behind, with her other hand she holds his prick; she is drawing up and down the soft skin, now she places its rosy head to her lips.

"Take it in your mouth, my love."

"I declare she has taken nearly half of it in; what a mouthful she has; she is sucking it, just as you are sucking mine. How nice it feels to have one's prick sucked. Oh! Nelly, I can't go on, let it out, it's just coming," and he tried to draw it away, but I was enjoying so much the taste of his prick in my mouth, and, at the same time, had such a wonderful feel in my cunt that I would not let it go, so holding the cheeks of his bottom I moved him backward and forward, and made him fuck me in my mouth. His prick swelled, I felt it throb, and then a hot stream of sperm spurted into my mouth and flowed down my throat. We soon heard Uncle leaving Lizzy's room, then Gussy went too and all was quiet.

Uncle went to her room nearly every night, and though, during the day they were most particular in their conduct towards each other, and she, with her large blue eyes, looked the very picture of innocence, yet at night they gave themselves up to the most unbounded license. He fucked her in every conceivable attitude and way. He made her use every amorous term, even words that are generally thought vulgar and coarse. He used to lie on the rug before the fire on his back, when she, all naked, would straddle over him, and with her cunt resting on his mouth, would stoop down and suck his prick. Then, when she had it standing up stiff and strong, she would place its head between the lips of her cunt, and sitting down would force it up. Then he would place his hands under her bottom, and help her to rise up and down At other times he would lean back in the armchair, and she would sit in his lap, her naked bottom rubbing against his belly, while his prick was soaking in her cunt, and her hands on his balls.

I heard her say she liked this plan best, as his prick seemed to get further into her cunt.

Gussy and I watched them with the greatest interest, as long as my visit lasted, and tried to follow them in their various evolutions, frigging, sucking, fucking, holding the chamber pot for each other to make water; and every possible idea we could think of to vary the fun.

AN EPISTLE TO A LADY.

Mrs. T. T., wife of a lawyer; she had first been the wife of Dr. F., another lawyer.

Some moments in life, I could wish very long,

Because as the monkey said, pleasant but wrong;

'Tis sweet to remember some frolics I've had,

Though the angel who suffered them cries out, "Too bad."

Yes, grant me that angel, another man's wife,

She is by law, but to me she is life;

That rich feast of pleasure, that rapture, I'd call it,

That devil that tickles my intellect's palate.

I'm well read in woman, I seldom can find,

One that brings a new relish of joy to my mind;

But she's quite a treat, one that never can pall,

Think all you can think, she surpasses it all.

Oh would that I had her! — and had her just now,

I can make love much better, than verses, I vow;

Her, I ardently covet, and love, and esteem,

I saw but last night, in a sweet Golden Dream.

The dress that she wore, fitted close as her skin,

'Twas of Paradise fashion, ere fig leaves came in;

Her smooth birthday suit, all of flesh colour'd buff,

With a furbelow too, a divine little muff.

But a creature so fair's a mere victim for evil,

So she straightway received an address from the devil;

He came drest like a lawyer, so grand and severe,

And assured her she suited him, just to a hair.

O how could she bear such a lifeless old lover,

She who palpitates warm with excitement all over;

She who throbs like my heart, on the ravishing stretch,

How could she endure such a cold-blooded wretch?

She smiled at his pleadings — and then she saw me,

It was just before tasting the wit-giving tree!

And the barrister prim, a great man in his college,

Was to introduce her to the fair tree of knowledge.

But alas; with that knowledge, came misery too,

And the Eve of my vision, evanished from view;

The devil soon died, but the very next glimpse,

Betrayed she had now married one of his imps!

To escape the dull phiz of this crabbed attorney,

She to Italy flew, on a classical journey;

Next I met her, more lovely, though after twelve years,

In her dear little parlour, so private, up-stairs.

There knee pressing knee, and kind eyes within eyes,

Our converse still broken, with fluttering sighs;

We talked about books, and the way to improve,

But our tremors confessed the sweet fever of love.