with hair of a brownish colour; that
her eyes were dark; and that she seemed full twenty-five years of age. I
fucked her on a sofa.

When I had buttoned up she produced a book full of baudy pictures of
which I then had seen but few; and I went a second time to see the book,
rather than her. Looking over it, she pointed out to me with a laugh,
several pictures of men putting their pricks into women's arse-holes,
and into the rumps of other men. Having never before seen such pictures,
and having no idea of the operation, I felt modest, and turned to
others; but she so regularly as we turned over the leaves pointed
out this class, that my sense of shame gave way to curiosity; and not
believing, asked if it was possible to do it so. "Lord yes," said she.
"Does it not hurt?" said I. "Not if properly done," she replied,
and went on to say it was delicious some men thought; and she talked
altogether in a very knowing way about it; told me how it was best to
grease the hole first, then the prick, and to shove gently, and went on
so, that I said on a sudden, "Why, you have done it, I think." "Yes, but
only with a particular friend of mine who is very fond of it,--and so am
I; it is better than the other."

I felt shocked, bewildered, and excited. The subject dropped, but she
sat feeling me, slipping her finger under my balls, and pressing my
arse-hole with her finger. I prepared to fuck. She suggested she should
kneel with her buttocks towards me, so that she could feel my balls when
my prick was up her. I assented, and her bum-cheeks were presented to
me. Excited by her conversation and her hints, I looked curiously at
her large slit, and then at her bum-hole; I touched the latter, and she
drove her bum back upon my finger with a laugh. I did not take her hint,
but drove my prick into her quim and pushed in the regular fashion.
Thinking of the pictures excited me and without knowing what I said,
I suddenly pulled it out saying, "Let me put it into the other." "Not
tonight," said she, "put your thumb a little way in, your nail is quite
short" (she had noticed that I used to bite my thumbnails short). I
instantly did, the next moment spent, and dropped over her back, waiting
for the last drop of sperm to run off into her.

Her hints, her pictures, of which she had actually scores, stirred my
curiosity, her manner disgusted me, yet my brain seemed affected. Is it
possible, thought I, that a man's prick can go in there?--impossi