Capítulo 11: The Intimate Adventures of Alexander & Mrs. Kalson love
We caressed each other with such mutual satisfaction that nature soon drove us to a closer and more active union of the bodies. Fondly embracing one another, we approached the bed, and being equally excited, we threw ourselves upon it and, in the exquisite contact of our naked flesh, enjoyed a long, long bout of love, in which my most charming companion exhibited all the resources of amorous enjoyment. I will never forget the luxury of that embrace. She checked my natural tendency to rush at once to completion. I think we must have enjoyed the raptures of that embrace fully for half an hour before bringing on the grand finale, in which my active companion showed the extraordinary suppleness of her delicious body by throwing her legs over my back, pushing my bottom forward with her heels, and raising and sinking her bottom in unison with each thrust of my terribly stiff prick, which seemed to swell and become thicker and harder than ever. In retiring from each thrust, her cunt seemed to close upon my prick with the force of a pair of pincers. We both came to the exact moment at the same time, and both actually screamed with delight. My ardent mistress, in her fury of excitement, actually bit my shoulder and drew blood, but I felt it not—I was in the seventh heaven of delight, and I lay for a long time almost insensible on her beauteous body, clasped in her loving arms. On coming to our senses:
"Oh, my beloved boy," she said, "never, never, have I experienced such pleasure. You are a perfect angel. I only fear I shall come to love you too much."
We turned on our sides without dislodging the dear instrument of our enjoyment, and my lovely friend prattled on and delighted me with her toying, embracing, and gaiety. My prick had once again swelled up, and I wished to quietly enjoy a fuck in the luxurious position in which we lay, but my lovely friend said—
"That must not be, my dear Alexander. I must consider your health. You have already done more than your age warrants, and you must rise and go to bed to recover, by a sound sleep, your strength."
"But feel how strong I am," and I gave a forcible thrust into her glowing and well-moistened sheath. But, though she certainly was greatly excited, she suddenly turned around, unseated me, and drew away from me, refusing to take it again. As she was quite naked, the movements of her beauteous form were most graceful and enchanting, and one leg being thrown backwards left her lovely cunt full in view and actually gaping open before me.
Seized with the strongest desire to suck and kiss it, as I had done the night before, I begged that at least she would grant me that last favor, as it could not in any way do me harm. To this she readily consented and laid down on her back, opening her glorious thighs, and with a pillow under her bottom so as to raise up her cunt into a better position for me to gamahuche her, as she called it. Before letting me begin, she said,
"My dear Alexander, do you see that little projection at the upper part of my quim? That is my clitoris, and it is the site of the most exquisite sensation; you see, it is rather hard, even now, but you will find that as you titillate it with your tongue or suck it, it will become harder and more projecting, so apply your lips there."
I did as my lovely mistress desired, and soon I found it stiffening and standing up nearly an inch into my mouth.
The convulsive twitches of her buttocks and the pressure forward of her hand on my head all proved the exquisite felicity my lovely friend was enjoying. I slipped my hand under my chin—the position was awkward, but
I managed to thrust my thumb into her cunt. My forefinger was somewhat in the way, but finding it exactly opposite the rosy hole of her bottom, and all being very moist there, I pushed it forward, and it easily entered. I could not move my hand very actively, but I continued to gently draw my finger and thumb a little back together and then thrust forward again. It seemed to add immensely to the pleasure I was giving her; her whole body quivered with excessive excitement. My head was pressed so firmly against her cunt that I had difficulty breathing, but I managed to keep up the action of tongue and fingers until I brought on the exquisite crisis—her buttocks rose, her hand pressed hard on my head, and her two powerful and fleshy thighs closed on my cheeks on each side and fixed me as if in a vice, while she poured down into my mouth and all over my chin, neck, and hand a perfect rush of sperm, and then lay in convulsive movements of enjoyment, hardly knowing what she was doing. As she held me so fast in every way, I continued to lick up the delicious discharge and, at the same time, continued to pass my tongue over her clitoris. This, by producing new excitement, brought her senses around. So relaxing was her hold of me with her thighs, she said.
"Oh, my darling Alexander, come up to my arms so that I may kiss you for the exquisite delight you have given me." I did so, but took care, in drawing myself up, to engroove my stiff-standing prick in the well-moistened open cunt that lay raised on a pillow so conveniently in the way.
"Oh, you sad traitor," cried my sweet companion. "No, I cannot; I must not allow it," but I held her tight around the waist, and her position was too favorable for me to be easily unhorsed.
"Ah, you must not, my dear boy. If you will not consider yourself, consider me. I shall be quite exhausted." I shut her mouth with my kisses and tongue, and soon the active movements I was making within her charming vagina exercised their usual influence on her lubricity, so as to make her as eager for the fray as myself.
"Stop, my dear Alexander, and you shall have it in a new position, which will give you as much more pleasure as it will me."
"You are not going to cheat me, are you?"
"Oh, no! My darling, I am now as much on fire as you are—withdraw."
I obeyed, half in fear. My fair mistress turned herself around and, getting on her hands and knees, presented to my ardent gaze her magnificent bottom. I thought she meant me to once more put it into the rosy little orifice, and she said so.
"Oh! No," she replied, "not there," but putting her hand under her belly and projecting it backwards between her thighs, she said—
"Give it to me, and I will guide it into the proper place."
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