with scarcely any
resistance, and saw a mere trifle of hair on the cunt; the novelty
so pleased me, that I kissed it; then for the first time in my life I
licked a cunt, the spittle from my mouth ran on to it, I pulled open
the lips, it looked different from the cunts I had seen, the hole was
smaller. "Surely," thought I, "she is a virgin." She seemed fast asleep,
and let me do all I wanted.
In after life, I should have revelled in the enjoyment of anticipation
before I had destroyed the hymen; but youth, want, liquor, drove me on,
and I don't remember thinking much about the virginity, only that the
cunt looked different from the two others I had known. The next instant
I laid my belly on hers. "Oh! you are heavy, you smother me," said she
rousing herself, "you're going to hurt me,--don't sir, it hurts," all in
a groggy tone and in one breath. I inserted a finger between the lips of
her quim, and tried gently to put it up, but felt an impediment. She had
never been opened by man. I then put my prick carefully in the nick, and
gave the gentlest possible movement (as far as I can recollect) to it.
Her cunt was wet with spittle, I well wetted my prick, grasped her round
her bum, whilst I finally settled the knob of my tool against it,
then putting my other hand round her bum, grasped her as if in a
vice, nestled my belly to hers, and trembling with lust, gave a
hinge,--another,--and another. I was entering. In another minute it
would be all over with me, my sperm was moving. She gave a sharp "oh!" A
few more merciless shoves, a loud cry from her, my prick was up her, and
her cunt was for the first time wetted with a man's sperm; with short,
quiet thrusts I fell into the dreamy pleasure, laying on the top of her.
Soon I rolled over to her side, to my astonishment she lay quite still
with mouth open, snoring, and holding the two sovereigns in her hand.
I gently moved to look at her; her legs were wide open, her gown and
chemise (all the clothing she had on) up to her navel, her cunt showed a
red streak, my spunk was slowly oozing out streaked with blood, a little
was on her chemise; but I looked in vain for the sanguinary effusion
which I saw on Charlotte's chemise, and on my shirt, when I first had
her; and from later experience, think that young girls do not bleed as
much as full grown women, when they loose their virginity.
Her cunt as I found from ample inspection afterwards, was lipped like
her sister's, the ha
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