I put my hand up her clothes and tried to feel, but she turned round,
and after a struggle half squatted on the floor to prevent me. The
position was favorable, I pushed her sharply half on to her back on the
floor, got my fingers on to her slit, and in a moment we were struggling
on the floor, she screaming loudly as we rolled about.
She was nimble, got up and escaped me, but by the time her sister came
back, I had felt her bum, pulled her clothes up, and talked enough
baudiness; she had hollowed, cried, laughed, abused and forgiven me, for
I had promised her a new bonnet, and had given her more silver.
Sarah brought back the liquors, there was but one tumbler and a mug, we
did with those; the weather was hot, the liquor nice, the girls drank
freely. In a short time they were both frisky, it got slightly into my
head; then the girls began quarrelling again, and let out all about each
other, the elder's object being to upset the younger one's virtue and
make her lewed. I began to get awfully randy, and told Sarah I had felt
her sister's cunt whilst she had been out. She laughed and said, "All
right, she will have it well felt some day, she's a fool if she don't."
We joked about my disappointment in the morning, I asked Sarah to give
me my pleasure then. "Aye," said she, "and it is pleasure, when Martha
has once tasted it, she will like it again." Martha very much fuddled,
laughed aloud saying, "How you two do go on." Then I put my hands up
Sarah's clothes. "Lord how stiff my prick is, look," and I pulled
it out, Martha saying, "I won't stand this," rushed from the room. I
thought she had gone, and wanted to have Sarah; but she thought of the
two pounds, and shutting Martha's mouth, "Try her," said she, "she must
have it some day, she'll come in soon." When the girl did, we went
on drinking. What with mixing gin, peppermint and rum shrub, both got
groggy, and Martha the worst. Then out went Sarah saying she must go to
the village to buy something, and she winked at me.
She had whilst the girl was outside told me to bolt the front door, and
if by any chance her father came home, which was not likely; to get out
of the bed-room window,and through a hedge, which would put me out of
sight in a minute. Directly she was gone I bolted the door and commenced
the assault. Martha was so fuddled, that she could not much resist my
feeling her bum and thighs, yet I could not get her to go and lie down;
she finished the liquor, staggered, and then I felt her clitoris.
I was not too steady, but sober enough to try craft where force failed.
I wanted to piss, and did, holding the pot so that she could see my cock
at the door, but she would not come into the bed-room. Then I dropped a
sovereign, and pretending I could not find it, asked her to help me; she
staggered into the bed-room laughing a drunken laugh. The bed was near,
I embraced her, said I would give her two sovereigns if she would get
on the bed with me. "Two shiners?" said she. "There they are," said I
laying them down. "No--no," but she kept looking at them. I put them
into her hand, she clutched them saying, "No--no," and biting one of her
fingers, whilst I began again tittillating her clitoris, she letting me.
From that moment I knew what money would do with a woman. Then I lifted
her up on to the bed, and lay down besides her. All her resistance was
over, she was drunk.
I pulled up her clothes, she lay with eyes shut, breathing heavily,
holding the gold in her hand. I pulled open her legs, 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 hair, about half an inch long, scarcely covered the
mons, and only slightly came down the outer lips, her thighs were plump
and round, her calves big for her age; she was clean in her flesh, but
alas! thick blue stockings with holes and darns, big boots with holes at
the sides, a dirty ragged chemise, dark garters below the knees, made
an ugly spectacle compared with the clean whiteness of Charlotte's and
Mary's linen.
But the sight took effect, my prick had her blood on it, quietly I
slid my finger up her cunt, it made her restless, she moved her legs
together, shutting my hand in them; she turned on her side, and showed
a plump white bum, over one side of which a long streak of bloody sperm
had run. I pulled her on to her back, then she awakened struggling and
called out loudly, but I was heavy on her, my prick at her cunt's mouth,
and I pushed it up until it could go no further, whilst she kept calling
out, I was hurting her.