Chapter 7
Laura's Narrative
Although very occupied with preparations for her approaching marriage, Laura found time to remind me of our promise of mutual confidence, and said that if I gave her an account of my introduction to the pleasures of love she would oblige me in a like manner.
So I told her of Dick's boyish attempts and final success, and described what I had seen in the punishment house, both in regard to old Snigger and the girls, and my father and Mrs. Hobbs.
"Laura had heard something of this before, and was very much amused. I then asked her to complete her part of the agreement, whereupon she commenced thus:
"Like you, Queenie, I was enlightened at an early age. My mother, who was Captain St. John's sister, was married to a doctor. She died when I was a child about nine years old, and he married again.
"We then lived in a very small house, and for want of accommodation my bed was placed at the foot of theirs, with only a curtain between.
"When lying awake at night I often felt their bed shake in a funny way, and sometimes I heard them whispering to one another such expressions as 'you may do it now', 'take it in your hand', 'put it in yourself.
'open your thighs', 'lift up your legs', 'keep your hand on it', 'press it between your fingers' and then there was a rustling, shaking and panting, and father would cry, 'Oh! Oh!' and she would say, 'can't you do it quietly, you will wake the child."
"I also heard father making her say 'prick', 'cunt' 'fuck', and telling her to pinch his arse and frig his prick, and asking her to let him fuck her bottom.
"I did not know the meaning of all those terms then, but I had an idea what they referred to and eagerly listened to every word. I longed to see what they were doing; but as this amatory intercourse generally took place after they went to bed and when it was dark, for a long time I could see nothing.
"However, one light summer morning I happened to be awake when they commenced their play. I heard him say, 'Lift up your bottom so that I can see your cunt while you suck my prick."
"In the most stealthy manner I slightly moved the curtain to one side. The view that then greeted my eager eyes almost took my breath away.
"My step-mother was on her knees, straddling across my father, and her great white bottom was raised up in the most impudent manner right before his face.
"She was stooping forward, resting on her elbows, and holding in her hand a long fleshy thing that was standing up out of a thick bush of black hair at the bottom of his belly.
"This long thing, the first I had ever seen of the kind, at once arrested my attention, and it seemed to have some peculiar attraction, for I could not take my eyes off it.
"I noticed that it had a large glossy head of a purplish colour, which she kissed and rubbed to her nose and cheeks while she moved her hand up and down its length. The she took a good portion into her mouth and sucked it with apparent relish.
""Darling you are sucking my prick so nicely, he said then I knew what the word prick' meant), now let your cunt down on my mouth, and I'll have a suck, too."
"Then I knew what the word 'cunt' meant, and I put my hand on my own little slit .and wondered if it would ever be as large and hairy as my step-mother's.
"My father held the cheeks of her bottom on each side while he sucked her cunt, and kept jerking up his prick which she was kissing and frigging all the while. Then, moving from under her, he cried. Now for a fuck!' and telling her to remain on her hands and knees while he fucked her from the rear, he knelt behind her bottom.
"As he pushed her legs apart, he drew open the lips of her cunt and peered into its capacious mouth, now watering as if hungry for something to eat.
"He then took his prick in his hand, and pushing in the head he drove it all the way up. Then he put his arms round her hips and heaved her bottom backwards and forwards, making his tool pass quickly in and out through the hairy lips.
"This showed me what fucking was. and pushing iny finger into my own little chink I felt about for a place into which a prick might enter. Down at the bottom I felt a small passage, but when I tried to push my finqer in it hurt me too much to go in.
"However, Mama was not hurt, for she kept saying That's the way, push it all in darling. Give me plenty of it, Harry. I like it so much when you fuck me from behind. It is so lovely to feel your belly rubbing against my bottom while you hold me tightly round the loins and press my cunt with your fingers."
"Then they both began to pant, and he grunted with pleasure as he hammered away at her bottom with his prick buried in her cunt.
"I clenched my teeth, pinched my cunt, and pushed in my finger in spite of the pain, and a truly believe that although I was so young I obtained my first emission at that time.
"I often watched them fucking after this, and soon became familiar with the words and expressions they used. I also regularly frigged my little cunny while I listened to them, and succeeded in forcing up my finger as far as it would go. But in course of time my stepmother was confined, and I was moved to another room.
"This was of benefit to me, for I was injuring my health by constant frigging, which I need not tell you is injurious to a young girl.
"Nothing of particular note occurred again until I was fifteen years old. by which time the hair was thick on my mount.
"I attended school regularly, and having a great love for learning I worked hard at my lessons and tried in every way to improve myself.
"About this time a new French master named Louis Martel, was appointed. He was young and handsome, and all the girls fell in love with him at once. But he took no notice of anyone, for he was naturally shy and reserved in his manner.
"He applied himself steadily to his duties, and seemed to think of nothing else. I was one of his most diligent pupils, and on that account he showed me special consideration, and feeling grateful for his kindness I tried to please him in every way I could.
"In short, I began to like him very much. After a while he seemed to reciprocate my feelings, for he used to hold my hand with a lingering pressure and lean over me when directing me in my lessons. I noticed, too, that the prominence at the fork of his trousers always seemed to grow larger when he was talking to me, and especially when he was leaning over me. I once pressed my elbow on it, and I felt it bound at my touch. That touch acted like an electric spark on my nerves and fired a whole train of amorous emotions. My mind became filled with the idea of his prick, and my imagination painted it on every object at which-I looked.
"I dreamed of it at night, and often woke fancying I had Louis in my arms and his prick in my cunt.
"I now regarded that rosy little slit with increasing interest, and used to study its appearance in a glass placed for htat purpose between my legs, wondering what Louis would think of it and whether he would like to put his prick into it and fuck it.
"'Oh! If only I could let him see it,' I said to myself, 'it would warm his blood and banish all his reserve."
"About this time the school had a holiday, and it was arranged that everyone should go to a neighbouring mango grove and gather fruit.
"On arriving at the wood, we scattered about in small parties and somehow Louis Martel and I found ourselves separated from the rest.
"He then took my basket and offered to carry it for me while I amused myself gathering fruit. We wandered about and got further and further away from the rest, but that didn't worry either of us at all. We did not find much fruit, however, and Mr. Martel was chiefly ccupied in helping me through the bushes and across fields. And so we went on, laughing and chasing together.
"At last we came to a large fruit-bearing tree with low. wide-spreading branches.
"'Oh, here is a tree very easy to climb,' I said, 'and there is plenty of fruit on it a little way up,' and I put my foot on one of the lowest branches. I will pick the mangoes and you can put them in the basket as I drop them down."
"'Very well,' he said, 'only don't fall."
"He stood below me as I climbed up over his head.! saw he was watching me eagerly, and the thought flashed through my mind: 'Here is an opportunity to let him have a glimpse or two of my secret charms, such as they are, and see what effect it has on him."
"So I climbed from branch to branch, separating my legs widely whenever I could. I had no drawers on, the weather being very hot, and as my frock was short he must have had a full view of my bottom and thighs, and also the rosy chink between them just beginning to be fringed with hair.
"Glancing down, I saw that his face was flushed and his eyes unusuall bright as they gazed intently upwards.
"'The fruit is difficult to get at from here,' I said. 'I must go further along the branch."
"'Take care, Laura,' he called, 'that bough is very slim, it will hardly bear your weight."
"Just as he spoke there was a creak and a crash, and the bough and I came down together. But Louis caught me in his arms before I reached the ground; indeed, he was so directly underneath me that my clothes passed over his head, and my bottom plumped right on to his upturned face.
"This I learned afterwards, for in the course of the fall my head struck against one of the branches, and I was quite stunned by the blow.
"When I came to myself I was lying stretched out on the grass with Louis kneeling at my side and holding my hand. He looked excited and his face was flushed, so I guessed he had been investigating more closely my secrets while I was unconscious, and I blushed at the thought.
"'Oh, Miss Laura,' he said, I am so glad to see you looking more yourself again. I hope you are not hurt."
"'Not much,' I replied, trying to rise, 'but I'm afraid I have sprained my ankle and knee, for it hurts me when I press upon it."
"'Let me see if it is swollen,' he said, eagerly.
"'Yes, do,' I replied, and I raised my dress. He put his hand on my knee and felt it all round.
"'It seems uninjured,' he said, 'but it feels hot. May I massage it a little while you rest?'
"Thank you,' I replied, leaning back and lifting up my leg.
"He rubbed my knee and the under part of my thigh, gradually pushing his hand up higher and higher. At last he brushed against the hair-covered mound as if by accident, and finding I did not appear to object he proceeded boldly to put his hand on it and began to feel the lips and clitoris.
"'Mr. Martel, take your hand away and let me get up!' I cried.
"'My sweet Laura, let me tell you how much I love and admire you,' he said, putting his hand gently on my breast and keeping me down. This dear little nest, so mossy and warm is so delightfully soft and inviting: let me peep at it again just a moment,' and lifting my frock he looked between my legs.
"Oh, no, Louis,' I said, closing my eyes, 'don't look at me there, it makes me feel so ashamed."
"'You need not feel ashamed of it, Laura, for it is the most beautiful little cunt that any man ever saw,' he said, raising my dress higher and parting my thighs, and he leant forward and kissed it.
"'Oh, Louis, how you do tickle me with your moustache! Why do you like seeing me there?"
""Because it is a lovely little cunt, just made to be kissed and sucked, and then have something nice put into it that will fill it with the most exquisite delight. Do you know what I mean?'
"'No, Louis. What could be put into it that would feel as nice as you say?"
"'This, my love,' he said, placing my hand on his stiff prick which he had drawn out from its hiding place.
"I feel too ashamed to look at it,' I said, 'but I will hold it in my hand to please you, and rub it up and down. Do you like that?'
"I do, darling, you are giving me more pleasure than I can tell you. Do you know what men call this?"
"'No," I said modestly. 'What name do they give it?"
"'They call it a prick. Say 'prick," my love."
"'Prick," I answered. 'Has every man a prick like yours, Louis?'
"'Yes, though some are large and some are small. But they all like to do the same thing with their pricks."
"'And what is that," I asked, with a laugh.
"'To put them into as many cunts as they can."
""Oh my, how funny! And do the girls let them?'
"'Of course they do! Why, that is what a cunt is made for. This soft, warm passage is the place for a prick to enter and pass up. Oh, Laura, it is the loveliest feeling in the world, and the doing of it is called fucking. Let me show you. Let me put my prick in your cunt and fuck you. There is no one near us, and you will like it very much."
"'Oh, no, Louis, I can't let you put it in now. I would be afraid. Perhaps I may let you another time."
"But Louis was too wise to lose the present opportunity. So, without further delay he got between my legs and pushed the head of his prick between the lips of my cunt.
"I thought that having gone so far, the best thing was to resign myself to my fate: so I spread my thighs and tried to facilitate the entrance of his prick as much as I could.
"Louis' prick was of goodly size, and its large round head stuck inside the opening; but as I was now most anxious to get it in I wriggled and pushed about and pressed agains thim, heedless of the pain.
"In the midst of his efforts to force a passage his seed burst from him, and though it checked him for a moment it served to lubricate the way. And so, as his prick still retained its vigour, at the next push he was able to drive it home-to my great and entire satisfaction.
"Then, as he commenced that in and out movement so dear to we women, he asked me to tell him how I liked the feel of his prick in my cunt, fucking me.
"Oh, it is lovely, Louis. I cannot tell you how I enjoy the movement of your prick in and out that way between the lips of my cunt. It makes my nerves vibrate to my very heart."
"I did enjoy that first fuck more than I can say, and I need not tell you, Queenie for you know as well as I, that the senstaion of feeling a prick for the first time filling up the whole of one's cunt and distending the folds inside is simply indescribable: and then the frantic hug during the last quick prods, and the rush of seed at the end. Oh! It has to be experienced to be understood.
""Then we lay side by side a while to rest after our joint exertions, our hands, however, still busy, his fondling my cunt and mine playing with his prick and balls.
"But as his prick stiffened up and regained its power he grew more enterprising, and making me lay back, he pulled all my clothes up to my waist: then he stretched himself between my thighs and sucked my cunt and bottom, after which I sucked his prick and tickled his arsehole with my finger.
"Then nothing would satisfy him but to see me piddle, and he played with my cunt and watched it as I did so. He said he liked to feel my warm piss flowing through his fingers, and when I finished he insisted on licking the drippings from my quim and bush. In these, and such-like pleasures, we passed a most delightful hour.
""We then prepared to seek the rest of our party: but my knee turned out to be hurt more than we had thought, and Louis had to carry me a long way.
"I was laid up for the following week and unable to attend school, but as Louis called to see me every day and generally managed to pass an hour with me alone in the garden among the trees, I had no reason to complain; for he always gave me a nice fingering, and I managed to give his prick a good frigging or a nice-suck off.
"One of the girls at school, who always professed a great liking for me, also passed her spare time with me. She was a girl with an unusually fair complexion, red hair, and deep blue eyes, and apparently of the most demure and modest disposition. She was accordingly considered by our seniors a very model of propriety, but we young people knew her better and called her Miss Sly.
"She had quickly noticed my intimacy with Mr. Martel, which seemed to interest her greatly, and finding it pleasing to me she made him the favourite subject of her conversation.
"She also contrived generally to meet him either coming or leaving after our meeting.
"On one occasion, however, she stole so quietly upon us that she witnessed without our knowledge or consent a very decided love scene.
"I had, as usual, opened his trousers down the front and taken possession of his upstanding prick.
"I fondled it and kissed it, and took its glowing head into my mouth and gave it a gorgeous suck while I tickled his balls and arsehole.
"Louis, in the meantime, had got his hand between my thighs and was pleasantly titillating the sensitive opening there. Then, placing me on his knees, he uncovered my bottom and thrust his prick into my cunt from behind.
"We were both in the full enjoyment of our fuck; Louis panting with pleasure as he gave long, deliberate strokes and watched his blunt tool delving into my garden of love, while I expressed the intensity of my satisfaction by continually repeating all the amorous words I knew, when Miss Sly, no longer able to restrain her excited feelings, and perhaps jealous of my sole possession of such a great treasure, suddenly rushed up behind us.
"Louis, startled, drew out his prick just as it was beginning to spurt forth its liquid sweetness, and left my hungry cunt gaping and disappointed at the loss of its favourite morsel. But on ascertaining who the intruder was his alarm changed to joy, and he exclaimed, 'Miss Sly, since you have caught us in the act you must join us, both for our sakes and your own."
"To my surprise, she offered little or no resistance, but allowed him to kiss her and thrust his hand under her clothes, and then to lift them up and expose her cunt to view. They he lay her on her back and placed himself between her legs.
"'Look at Miss Sly's cunt, Laura," he said, pointing to a pair of very fat, projecting lips thickly covered with red, curly hair.
"His eyes sparkled as he stooped over this new-found treasure so temptingly displayed in all its novelty and freshness.
"'You are not jealous, my love? There! Put your old friend in her cunt yourself," and he put my hand on his prick, now bounding with anticipated pleasure of the enjoyment of a new cunt.
"I could not help joining Louis in his admiration of her glowing cunt. So, wisely making the best of the situation, I promptly complied and placed the head of his prick between the open lips.
"I looked on with curiosity, for her moist chink seemed actually smoking with the heat of desire as Louis pushed on with force. But, to their mutual disappointment, he stuck fast in the entrance.
"
"Push harder," I said, grasping his balls. Sly closed her eyes, and seizing the hem of her dress between her teeth she bit it viciously to her efforts to prevent herself crying out with the pain caused by his energetic attempt to drive his prick in her cunt.
"Take it out for a moment," I said, 'and I will moisten it with my mouth."
"'No, don't take it out, my Louis," she panted, clutching him in her arms. 'I can bear the pain. Push! Ah. it's going in!" She gave a tremendous heave, and as the barrier gave way his prick rushed up the channel, to be instantly hidden from view.
"A deep-breathed 'O' of intense satisfaction burst from them both as their object was achieved and the longing, hungry cunt received for the first time that delicious morsel which kind nature had provided for its specal use and delectation.
"Although deprived myself of the actual pleasure. I fully shared in their excitement, and felt amply repaid by the peculiar enjoyment I found in watching the movement of his prick between the lips of her cunt. They seemed to cling round his prick as he drove it home, and protruded with lasciviousness as he drew it back to make a fresh forward thrust, while her soft creamy buttocks opened and closed with each movement and his pendant balls plumped against them at each stroke.
"Louis had discharged almost immediately after the first entrance of his prick into her heated interior, but having rested a few moments with his prick lying throbbing within her he was soon able to answer her cunt twitchings by the renewed action of his pleasure-loving tool.
"Louis' new-found treasure soon led him to neglect the old love, and I quickly perceived a change in his conduct towards me. He sought my company less, and plainly showed that he did not find in my arms the same satisfaction he used to do. I thus learned from bitter experience the fickleness of men, and that a new cunt-simply because it is new-will often attract them away from that which previously gave them the fullest satisfaction.
"However, I was too much of a philosopher to be upset. But having tasted the sweets of love I felt I must go on, so I determined to look for its continued gratification elsewhere.
"There were plenty of young fellows as good-looking as Louis who, I knew, would rejoice in my favours if I only gave them opportunity and encouragement.
"One in particular, named Bertie, who often met me at a dancing academy, seemed to suit my purposes; he was young, handsome, and had the manners of a gentleman-a point I was very concerned about.
"Accordingly, one evening at a ball, after dancing with me several times he led me into the lobby, and we sat down to rest in a secluded room some distance away from the crowd.
"Putting his arms around me he kissed me warmly and taking my hand he placed it on his prick outside his trousers, and said: 'Feel how stiff you have made me Laura."
"Without hesitation I undid the front of his trousers and released his lovely prick, which I grasped firmly in my hand.
"'Let me have it in your cunt, dear," he whispered. 'Pull up your clothes and straddle over my lap and put it in yourself."
"I jumped up and quickly raised my dress, exposing my naked cunt and belly to his gaze. Then, sitting on his lap with my legs well straddled. I took hold of his turning prick and directed it into the entrance of try cunt.
"With one easy movement the whole length of his prick slid into my gaping cunt, and our bellies were pressed together to the hairs. His kissed me passionately, and I worked myself furiously up and down on his prick until he began to pant and gasp, "Oh, Laura! It's coming! Clasp me in your arms! Oh!"
I received his discharge in my longing cunt with the utmost satisfaciton, and regardless of the consequences I held him in my encircling arms until his prick had drained out the last drop of its sweets far up amid the interior of my belly.
"I could not help it. Although I knew the risk I was running; for as you know very well. Queenie, one loses half the pleasure when the prick is suddenly pulled out of your cunt just at the moment when you want it to be. driven home and thus feel its length and breadth filling me cavity of delight.
"So I hugged him to me and made my cunt grip his prick while I jerked my bottom up and down, until I got him horny again. Then, to encourage him. I cried. "Now, Bertie, fuck me again! I love to feel your prick fucking me."
"Then he thrust and I heaved, and we both pantingly progressed until the culminating point was reached and we both spent again, locked in each other's arms."
"When I got off his lap I saw that my dress was badly rumpled and disarranged. I said. Oh, Bertie, look how you have rumpled my dress. How can I go back into the room again in this state?"
"'Don't go back.' he replied, I will fetch your things and tell Madam you feel tired and are going home."
"Without waiting for an answer, he ran off and soon returned with my wraps and a bottle of champagne. In my warm and excited state the wine was very welcome, and between the two of us the contents of the bottle quickly disappeared. By then I was. as you may suppose, thoroughly randy, so I stepped boldly out into the dark under escort of my dancing acquaintance."