Her whole body became convulsed with erotic movements, showing what force of lubricity our mutual embracings were most rapturously exciting. I, too, grew wild with desire and was equally energetic in my movements. I would have thrust my prick down her throat but for her hand, which grasped the lower part of the shaft. The rapturous crisis came at last and laid us prostrate with soul-killing ecstasies. We each retained the dear object of our mutual caresses within our lips, and our fingers remained within the delightful recesses that had so much contributed to the excessive raptures we had enjoyed. We lay for some time in this sweet, languid enjoyment. Miss Donald then rose from off me, saying,
"My darling boy, we must now get into bed." We did so, quite naked as we were, closely embracing and covering each other with kisses and caresses, murmuring soft terms of endearment and, in whispered accents, telling of the ecstatic joys each had given the other. Our hands wandered over every charm. Miss Donald had the art of gently passing her fingers over my prick, which had the instant effect of raising him to the fullest vigor. It was the most exquisite method of feeling my cock I ever experienced. She seemed scarcely to touch it, but drew her fingers along its length, from foot to head, with a delicacy of touch I have never found equalled by any other woman. The effect was magical and invariable, no matter how many times I might have fucked her before. With her hot temperament and excessive lubricity, it was almost a necessary art. She was one of those libidinous people who could well employ several men at once. At my happy age, she found someone ready in her hand who could respond to her every desire in every way, so happily does nature second youth and health that she never found me wanting when called on. We did not practice because there was an excess of lubricity. We satisfied our passions in every way in which they could be indulged, nor did we hesitate at anything that our imagination could fancy that would stimulate them. She was surprised at my aptitude and rejoiced and congratulated herself on having found so powerful and charming a satisfier of her libidinous nature. How delighted she was to think she was the first to cull the sweets of my innocence, and how happy to find such an apt scholar who, in one sweet lesson, became a master of the art. The more I gained experience with charming sex, the more I appreciated the wisdom of the counsels of my really first and ever-loved mistress, dear, charming, lovely Mrs. Kalson. How truly she had foretold that all who might hereafter think that they were giving me the first lesson in love would doubly, trebly, and a hundredfold enjoy the sweet intercourse from such self-deception. Here was my fiery Miss Donald, who had had considerable experience in the amatory world, pluming herself upon instructing an innocent youth in all the mysteries of the passions for the first time. It evidently added immensely to her excitement. Indeed, in our after-conversation, she avowed that, as it was the first time she had ever taken the maidenhead of a youth, it had been the greatest degree of excitement she had ever experienced. I might fancy her delight at finding, combined with such satisfaction, a wonderfully well-hung youth who proved so apt and so equal to every luxurious whim that the most erotic lust could suggest. But I digress. At present, her magic touch had brought me to bursting point; she threw a leg over me and, raising her body, said she would help herself this time. Guiding my prick to the wanton lips that were longing for him, she sank slowly down on the stiff pole on which she was so delightedly impaling herself, until our hairs were crushed beneath her weight and nothing more could be engulfed. She again rose until the edge of the nut showed itself at the mouth of her cunt, and then slowly sheathed it again. She continued this exquisite movement for some time, to our delicious mutual enjoyment, then fell down on my belly and told me to pass my arm around her bottom and finger her as before. She glued herself to my lips, our tongues interlaced, and shot in and out of our luxurious mouths; our movement grew fast and furious, until we again sank in all the luxury of the last grand crisis. It was the very act of voluptuous rapture, and we lay lost to every sense but that of erotic ecstasy and satisfied lust. When we recovered our senses, she lay down by my side, cuddling me most closely and toying and prattling until she thought we had paused long enough. She slid her hand down to my prick, and very quickly, her delicious and delicate handling of it renewed its full vigor. Throwing her right leg over me while lying on her back, she heaved up her body into a position half turned to my belly, I lying on my side; she then bid me embrace her other thigh between mine, then guiding cockey to the entrance, she gave a push backwards to meet my forward thrust, when it was instantly sheathed to the hilt.
Now, my darling boy, in this way we can lengthen out our pleasures as long as we please; you can make me spend more often than yourself, which will satisfy my very lustful nature and not over exhaust your young powers."
Giving one or two delicious side wriggles to her bottom and nestling her backside close to my belly, she told me to pass my left arm under her waist that I might embrace her left bubby and finger its nipple, a proceeding that she told me was as exciting as playing with her clitoris—then turning her head, our tongues interlaced; she put my right hand down to her stiff-projecting clitoris, which I continued to frig just as I might have done to a boy's cock.