My Secret Life

She turned back, the taller lad was still standing there, and beckoned him, whilst I stood by the public house. He approached her, but evidently feared a trap and stood at a distance. — “What are you frightened at? Come here.” At length he stood by her, and I went up to them. “I'm going home with this lady, and she shall show you her cunt if you like, did you ever see a cunt?” — “Not a woman's,” he replied saucily after a moment's hesitation. — “You shall hers and I'll pay her to let you.” — He seemed flabbergasted at the proposal, said, “No,” he must get home, but the invitation repeated, he at last consented, tho in a downcast manner, as if half scared, as if he wanted but was frightened.

Then asking him to wait, I bought with her in the public house two bottles of sherry, resolved to overcome his fear, if any. He was waiting and looking brighter, indeed had a broad grin on his face, which died away as we got into the first four wheeler, when he seemed anxious again. My brain was now seething with desires of all sorts.

She lived in a decent house at * * * *, and we were there in ten minutes, I talked baudy all the way, he was silent, seeming not to like much his position. He didn't know the woman he said but — “liked chaffing the gals.” — He was at '' as an errand boy. “I think I'd better go,” said he once when in the cab. — “What, not see my cunt?” said she. That quieted him. — In the rooms we plied him with the wine, but he seemed un- easy and I feared my letches which had been accumulating wouldn't be gratified; but he drank freely, and when she came in from the bed to the sitting room with a chemise only on, his eyes seemed ready to start out of his head, and he put both hands in his trowser pockets, rubbing them up and down there in an excited manner.

She began exciting him by tying up a garter, and showing one thigh plenteously. “Should you like to feel it?” — “Yes,” he replied to her, sheepishly and hesitatingly. “Show me your cock,” and she began to un-button his trowsers. “I don't want that,” and he half resisted like a coy girl, but in a minute she had it out and pulled the foreskin back. — It wasn't stiff. “Come and wash it.” — She pulled back the foreskin, and I saw it was in a state of randy efflorescence. She led him into the bedroom and performed the operation on it her-self. I followed looking on. His tool was now hanging out and he tried to hide it. — “Let me see it, I'm going to pay her to show us her cunt you know, if you don't you shan't” — and then he let me see it.

He'd only seen two girl's cunts without hair on them, and questioned monde closely, admitted one of them was his sister's cunt. “There — look.” Saying that she exposed her charms. Very pretty they were and made me stiffen. He looked closer and closer, and up stood his prick at once without his touching it. Human nature and instinct, I believe, would make the prick of any youth at puberty stiffen, even if he'd never heard of or seen a cunt before. — He put his hand to her cunt. “No, not a feel, I didn't promise that.” — “Oh do.” — “Let me feel your cock and she shall,” — said I. — “Oh do, let me feel her.” — The next moment he was fin- gering it, and I at the same time handling a fair sized tool, crimson tipped and burning. I brought him an-other glass of wine whilst he was fingering her quim, but he was so engrossed that he didn't take it, didn't notice it — was fascinated with the red gap, till she rose and pushed down her chemise, hiding her charms. I went on questioning him. No, he'd never fucked but he had frigged himself. He told everything unhesitatingly now, in the cab he'd shirked my inquisitiveness. — “Would you like to fuck her?” — “Yes, ain't she lovely?” — “She'll let you but you must take all your things off, must make yourself quite naked.” In a minute he had stripped off his dirty shabby clothing, and stood as naked as he was born, his cock standing up rigidly. — “Are you sure you've never fucked a woman?” — “No Sir, never.” — “You'll have a virgin, Mary,” said I. — “I've never had one yet,” said she laughing and squeezing his cock, and looking at it attentively.