I am now advanced in life, and have had many handsome and well-formed women, but I never saw limbs more voluptuously formed.
In a few minutes the light was extinguished, and a rushing rill flowed into the night vase; very different from the gentle tricklings from myself and sisters as we often squatted down opposite each other and crossed water, laughing at the different sources from which they flowed. My sisters would often envy me the power of directing the spurt where I pleased, so little were we from dreaming of the real intent of that projecting little instrument.
I soon heard the pretty animal go to bed, and snore. As for me, it was impossible to sleep. I lay awake the greater part of the night, afraid to be restless, lest I should disturb Miss Evelyn, and give her cause to think I had been observant of her undressing. When at last I fell asleep, it was but to dream of all the charms I had seen.
And with that, about a month passed. Every night Miss Evelyn became more and more at her ease, and confident of my mere childishness, often gave me glorious and lengthened glimpses of her beautifully developed charms: although it was only about every other night that I could enjoy them, for, as they always produced sleeplessness afterwards, the following night nature asserted her rights, and I usually slept profoundly when I would have preferred continued gazing on the charms of my lovely governess. But doubtless those exhausting sleeps helped to throw her off her guard and gave me better opportunities than I should otherwise have had. Once or twice she used the night ware before putting on her nightgown, and I could see the rosy-lipped opening embosomed in exquisite dark curls, pouring out its full measure of water; showing a fine force of nature and driving me wild with excitement. Yet it is singular that I never once thought of applying to my fingers for relief from the painful stiffness that nearly burst my prick asunder.
Whether mamma had observed my very frequent projection of my trousers, or began to think it better I should not sleep in the same room as Miss Evelyn, I cannot say, but she had my bed removed into her own. But then, I was so thoroughly treated as a mere boy by everyone in the house, that Miss Evelyn seemed to forget my sex; and there was at all times a freedom of carriage, and an abandon in her attitudes that she certainly would not have indulged in if she had felt any restraint from considering herself in the presence of a youth of the age of puberty.
When it was cold weather, I used to sit on a low stool by the fire-Miss Evelyn sat in front, I had my lesson book on my knee, and she herself would put her pretty feet on the high school fender, having her work in her lap, while she heard my sisters repeat their lesson, quite unconscious that for half an hour at a time she was exposing her pretty thighs and legs to my ardent gaze; for sitting much below her, and bending my head as if intent on my lesson, my eyes were on a level with her raised petticoats. The close and tight-fitting white stockings showed her legs so well-shaped, for, being kept indoors by our early morning work, she did not wear drawers; so that in the position she sat in, with her knees considerably higher than her feet upon the already high fender, and her legs somewhat apart to hold her work in her lap more easily, the whole glorious under swell of both thighs, and the lower part of her fine large bottom, with the pinky slit quite visible nestled in a rich profusion of dark curls, were full in sight for me. The light of the fire glancing on her raised petticoats tinged the whole with a glow, and set me equally in a blaze of desire until I was almost ready to faint. I could have rushed headlong under her petticoats, and kissed and fondled that delicious opening and all its surroundings. Oh, how little she thought of the passion she was raising. Oh! Dear Miss Evelyn, how I did love you from the dainty kid slipper and tight glossy silk stocking, up to the glorious swell of the beautiful bubbies, that were so fully exposed to me nearly every night, and the lovely lips of all that I longed to lovingly embrace.".
Thus day after day passed away, and Miss Evelyn became to me a goddess, a creature whom, in my heart of hearts, I literally worshipped. When she left the schoolroom, and I was alone, I kissed that part of the fender her feet had pressed, and the seat on which she sat, and even the air an inch above, imagination placing there her lovely cunt. I longed, yet knew not for what; since, indeed, as it afterward proved, I was wholly in the dark respecting anything connected with the relations between the sexes.
Upon one occasion I had climbed into my sisters' chamber where the governess lay, so that I might hurl myself upon her couch, and thus in fancy clasp her beauteous form. I heard some one coming, and knowing that I had no business there, I concealed myself under the bed. The next moment Miss Evelyn herself came in and locked the door. It was about an hour before dinner. She took her dress off, and hanged it on the wardrobe, drew out a little piece of furniture which had been bought for her; the purpose of which, I had never been able to divine, opened the lid, poured some water from a can in the basin, and put a sponge very near. Then she flung aside her gown, pulled her petticoats and chemise above her waist, secured them there, bestrode the stool, and sat down on it.
I thus had the intoxicating delight of gazing on all her beautiful charms, for when she tucked up her clothes she stood before her glass, presenting to my devouring glance her glorious white bottom in all its fullness, turning to approach the bidet, she equally exposed her lower belly and beautiful mount, with all its wealth of hair. While straddling over the bidet before she sat down, the whole of her pinky-lipped cunt broke on my enraptured sight. Never shall I forget the wild excitement of the moment. It was almost too much for my excited senses; fortunately, when seated, the immediate cause of my almost madness vanished. She sponged herself well between the thighs for about five minutes. She then raised herself off the bidet, and for a moment again displayed the pouting lips of her cunt—then stood fronting me for two or three minutes while she removed, with the rinsed sponge, the trickling drops of water which still gathered on the rich bush of curls around her quim. Thus having seen her belly, mount and thighs, whose massy fleshed and most voluptuous shape were more fully seen by me than they had heretofore been, and it may easily be conceived into what a state such a deliberate view threw me.