Anonymous - Pearl

"Courage, darling, it will soon be over," I whispered, kissing her excitedly, whilst Mrs. Leslie encouraged me by saying, "Sharp and quick, Walter, a good thrust will force better than those gentle pushes; gentleness is not real kindness when taking a maidenhead"; at the same moment I felt she was attacking my virgin bottom-hole behind with a well-lubricated dildoe, its head being well in before I knew exactly what she was doing; this and the desire to possess Polly so stimulated me that I thrust furiously at the opposing obstacle, her heartrending cries adding to my pleasure, and making me mad with desire. At last I was halfway in, then a fierce lunge seemed to break quite through as I, at the same time, deluged the tight passage with a copious emission.

The poor little victim had swooned, but Mrs. Leslie, working her dildoe behind, ordered me to let my cock throb inside Polly's tight sheath, as it would tend to bring her round, and excite her amorous sensibility to the utmost.

What delightful sensations I experienced, my prick feeling all the spasmodic contractions of her vagina, and having my bottom well dildoe-fucked at the same time, I spent again under the influence of this accumulated excitement just as my partner was coming round under the influence of some cordial which had been poured down her gasping throat, whilst strong smelling salts had been applied to her nostrils. She opened her eyes, giving a violent sneeze at the same time, which vibrated on my delightful prick, who instantly began gently to bestir himself in her tight scabbard; this roused her little by little, till throwing her arms round my neck, and returning my hot kisses with all the ardour of her nature, she cried and laughed by turns, as she begged me to make haste and complete her happiness.

By a side glance I could see Frank was in Mrs. Leslie's bottom, Annie in him with a dildoe, and Sophie doing the same to her sister, in fact, a perfect string of pederastic branchings from my own violated bum. It was such a scene as I had never seen before, and added additional fury to my already maddened lust. I came again and again before we finished, each spend more ecstatic than the last. The chocolate had so invigorated us, that we went through an almost interminable series of spendings, till at last nature could stand it no longer, we rolled on the floor in a confused heap, and wound up in a mutual gamahuche; Mrs. Leslie secured the blood-stained quim of little Polly, which she sucked till she had enjoyed the last drop of ensanguined spunk she could extract from the wounded slit of her young friend, who writhed in delight under the soothing touches of such a lascivious tongue.

It was between eleven and twelve o'clock, when just as we were recovering from a state of lethargic oblivion, and thinking of some re-invigorating refreshment, the sound of carriage wheels on the gravel drive up to the house, and then, rat-a-tat-tat on the loud knocker made us all start to our feet and rush for our clothes.

"The Colonel, by all that's unfortunate," exclaimed Mrs. Leslie, "make haste or he will catch us; who would have thought of his arriving this time of night."

The prudent Vishnu, pretending to be awaking out of his first sleep, so bungled and delayed opening the front door, that we were tolerably presentable by the time the Colonel made his appearance, and whatever his suspicions may have been, he went through the formality of introduction in the most friendly way possible, the presence of so many young ladies evidently quite disconcerting him for the moment.

I afterwards learnt from his wife that under promise of secrecy she had confessed all to him, and vastly amused her husband by an account of our doings; but, at any rate, it stopped our fun at the time, and next day I was obliged to return to town, and thus brought to conclusion "My Sport amongst the She-Noodles," anything but "Noodles" after I had so enlightened them, in fact quite as knowing as Adam and Eve after they found out they were "Naked," having tasted the "Tree of Knowledge," which, in my humble opinion, meant found out "L'Arte de faire l'amour ."

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THEN — AND — NOW.

Nine years ago I Betsy knew,

When she was but thrice five;

With eyes that flash'd in amorous glow,

The prettiest girl alive!

Behold her now! a married dame,

Huge, burly, fat and coarse;

With a plump, lusty, dumpy frame,

Hind quarters of a horse!

She then was light, and slim, and fresh,

Rosy, and light'ning ey'd;

She then was Spirit — now — O Flesh!

How are thou finished!

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Her sister Athenais sits

Beside her in the pew;

I wonder if that lass forgets,

What I once used to do?

She then was nine; I put my hand,

Into her frock behind;

And strok'd her, you will understand,

Just as I felt inclin'd.

She giggled and she winc'd about,

But liked the picked rudeness;

She eyes me kindly — she no doubt

Remembers all my lewdness.

Yes — eyes me most luxuriously,

With glances bright beseeching!

How pleasantly the moments fly,

While Mr. Cotterill's preaching!

I see she feels the amorous smart,

She muses on the men,

Comprising in her virtuous heart,

The thoughts of now and then.

TEMPTATION.

Papa and Mamma, Arabella and I,

Were sitting at supper with nobody by;

Now because they believe me a cozy old fellow,

They want to induce me to wed Arabella.

I like the girl well, but I don't choose to wed,

Fair Bella perceives I'm not easily led;

But while Papa told me some prosy old fable,

She was scratching her marrowbones under the table.

She look'd in my face, and on our eyes catching,

I just turn'd my head to see what she was scratching;

She had got her right ankle upon her left knee,

Up to her left garter I fairly could see.

She look'd in my face without shame or aversion,

While scratching her nakedness for my diversion;

While I sat electrify'd stuck like a fool,

She put down her petticoats easy and cool.

And ten minutes after she did it again,

Though knowing I look'd and saw it quite plain;

Come — there was a prank for a delicate virgin,

Who thought an old bachelor wanting some urging!

A SENSIBLE WOMAN.

Mrs. Johnson, going into the cellar one day, caught her husband fucking the servant girl. A short time after, finding that Kate was packing her boxes to leave, she enquired the reason.

Kate. — "I couldn't think of stopping mum, after what you saw in the cellar."

Mrs. J. — "Go along girl, do you think I mind? Perhaps with what you do in the cellar, and I do upstairs, we may keep the old whoremonger at home between us."

LA ROSE D'AMOUR;

Or the Adventures of a Gentleman in search of Pleasure.

Translated from the French.

(Continued.)

The following day in the afternoon, Manette came into my room and asked me to follow her to her chamber, whither she led, saying, "I have something to show you that will please and satisfy you much more than your mistress could do."

I followed to her chamber, which after entering, she locked. I stood looking out of a window while Manette went behind the bed, the curtains of which were drawn. Hearing a light step advancing towards me I turned round, and Manette stood before me entirely naked; she sprung into my arms, clasping me round the neck, and led me to the bed, on which she seated herself.

I now saw what it was she had to show me, and being no ways loath to enter into the combat with her, to which she had invited me, I threw off my coat and vest, while she let down my pantaloons, and drew out my blunt but ever ready weapon, then falling back on the bed, drew me on top of her. My cock soon ran its full length into the soft and luscious sheath which nature intended for it. Twice before I got off her did I open the floodgates of love's reservoir, and pour into her a stream of fiery sperm, as each time she met me, letting down the very cream and essence of her body so copiously that our thighs were bedewed with it.