The dear girl was in tears at the pleasure she had received and at the pain that seemed to be past.
Oh! She was so sweetly caressing that I could not withdraw from her, and we fondled and toyed until again my cock rose to his first vigor, and she, nothing loath, began her new and naturally taught gift of bottom-up heavings and cunt pressures until again we sank exhausted in the death-like ending of love's battles.
On recovering our senses, I was obliged to withdraw and relieve my sister of the dead weight of my body on her person.
It has always struck me as extraordinary how the most delicate women will support a heavy man on their person, not only without flinching but even with ease and pleasure—but so it is.
On rising and withdrawing, we were both alarmed to see that my prick was all bloody and that blood and semen were oozing from her cunt.
We had no idea this would be the case, and at first I was as frightened as she was.
A moment's reflection showed me that it was only the natural result of forcing my way in, and that the pleasure I have enjoyed proved it to be of no consequence.
I soon convinced and calmed my sister on the point—fortunately the sofa covering was red, and applying my handkerchief, I wiped up all the semen mixture, and, in fact, no marks remained; the same handkerchief wiped all results from Suzy's dear little cunt, and as her shift had been kept well up, fortunately no stains appeared upon that.
We now ate some lunch and drank some wine that we had prudently brought with us.
We then began playing and romping together—she wanted to always get hold of my prick, and I wanted to pull her about in every way. It was gloriously warm, so I proposed we go off with everything.
In a trice, we were as naked as we were born and flew into each other's arms in a frenzy of delight, then we had a mutually thorough inspection.
My darling sister gave every promise of becoming a magnificent woman—her shoulders were already wide, her arms well shaped, although still thin, her waist small, the swell of the hips already well developed—as to her bottom, it stuck out well and hard behind, quite charming to see, and gave promise of very ample dimensions hereafter.
I made her kneel on the low couch, with her head well up and her thighs open; kneeling behind, I gamahuched her until she spent; then rising, shoved my prick into her cunt, in her then position, and had a downright good poke, which she, too, found was a way that gave her extra excitement.
We spent some hours together in mutual delight.
I taught her the side fuck that had so charmed me with my delightful instructress, and I found dear Suzy even more an apt scholar than myself.
The afternoon advancing, we dressed and, eradicating all signs of what we had been doing, returned to the house, mutually promising to keep thoroughly secret all that had passed and agreeing that no sign of unusual familiarity should escape us.
I strongly advised Suzy to get some warm water and bathe her cunt well, for, as may be supposed, I had taken the opportunity of teaching her the true erotic language as applied to the organs of generations of both sexes and the name of the connection itself, "fucking."
Thus delightfully ended the first lesson in love taught to my sister, and such was my first triumph over a maidenhead, enhanced by the idea of the close ties of parentage between us.
In the afterlife, I have always found that the closer we are related, the more this idea of incest stimulates our passions and stiffens our pricks, so that even if we are on the wane of life, fresh vigor is imparted by the very fact of our evasion of conventional laws.
We had both returned to the drawing room for more than an hour before the arrival of the ladies. Dear Suzy complained of feeling sore and stiff in every limb.
I had advised her to lie down on the sofa and try to sleep.
I did the same, and happily, we both dozed off and never awoke until the loud rat-tat of arrival at the house door roused us up.
I told Suzy to hide all appearance of pain and only to say, as an excuse for going early to bed, that we had gone further afield than we at first intended and that she was very tired.
We were both sent early to bed, for I was still treated as quite a boy, and I was sound asleep when my charming Mrs. Kalson woke me up with her warm caresses.
I could well have spared them that night, but when did one of my years not respond to the endearments of the woman he loved and who yielded all to him?
She sucked me dry as usual, and I slept soundly till morning.
The next three days passed without anything to record.
Suzy did not allow her real soreness to appear, but heroically went through her sufferings, for she told me afterwards she felt very severe pains all over, doubtless her whole nervous system had been overexcited, and this was the natural reaction; it was so fortunate that not a shadow of a chance of our having a fresh connection occurred, so she had time to perfectly recover from the ill effects of her first initiation into the erotic raptures.
I continued to have the relief each night of the charming mouth of my loved and beautiful instructress.
At last, the abominable menses, as she called them, were past and gone.
For a full twenty-four hours after, she would not allow me to reassume all the privileges she had previously granted and admit me to sharing her bed.
She told me this was necessary to prevent any recurrence, and also that in some cases a virulent white discharge occasionally followed for some hours, sufficiently acrid to affect my local health, and "that," she added, "was now too precious in her estimation to risk it in any way."
I thought it was hard at the time, but it was only another proof of the thoughtful wisdom of this estimable woman.
At last, I was again in full possession of her charming person.
Oh, how we did revel in all the luxuries and lubricity; almost every night my enchanting friend found some new position to vary and enhance our erotic raptures.
One new dose was laying me down flat on my back, then straddling over me.
She sank on her knees, and with her body erect, she lifted up, or rather bent back, my stiff-standing prick, until he was fairly below her open cunt.
Then, guiding it exactly to the proper entrance, she sank her body slowly down upon it until fully engulfed, her hair crushed, and then, slowly raising again, she drew off until all but the nut was uncovered, to again sink down.
In this position, we could both see the whole process.
At length, becoming too excited, she sank on my bosom, then one arm and hand pressed her splendid buttocks down on my throbbing prick after every elevation of her magnificent backside, while my other hand, doubling round behind her, introduced the middle finger up her charming bottom-hole and worked in and out in unison with both our heaving movements, until stopped by the grand crisis, when death-like languor overcame us both almost at the same moment.
I must not forget to mention that from time to time I paid a visit to the small and rosy orifice that lay so near the more legitimate altar of Venus.
It was a variety of enjoyment that my lovely mistress acknowledged to me; she at times felt much inclined to enjoy it, but only after having the front path of pleasure well fucked and lubricated with sperm, which alone caused the other mucous membrane to feel inclined that way.