Very slowly and cautiously his hands stole up my thighs, expecting every moment to find the stockings come to an end, and going slower and slower, the nearer they got to my love-nest, which was by this time getting so hot that the scent of Rhine violets, with which I always perfume it in accordance with the Countess's wishes-and by no means against my own, was wafted so strongly in his face as to almost overpower him with voluptuous and lustful feelings, which it excited in his innocent and inexperienced mind. For my part, his modesty and blushing awkwardness made the pleasure caused by the soft tickling of his fingers, as they gradually approached my burning grotto, a thousand times greater than if he had been the most knowing expert of vice in existence.
At last, just at the warm spot wJhere the body meets the thighs, his fingers touched the top of the stocking, while at the same moment his hand came in contact with the curves of my over-hanging "ventre," and brushed against the soft tufts of down that fringe the entrance to my "tpussie." The start which he gave at this quite unexpected discovery showed clearly enough that this was his first introduction to the mysteries of the mechanism of the feminine person, while the shivers ot pleasure that ran all over his body showed how strongly they affected him.
As he pulled gently at the rim of the stocking I pressed my thighs close together to prevent his being able to draw the stocking downwards, and in so doing I imprisoned his little finger, thereby obliging his hand to remain in its soft warm resting place, his faint struggles to get free causing me the most exquisite tickling that can possibly be imagined.
Glancing coquettishly at him, I said: " Why don't you pull my stockings down."
"Because I can't " he answered, blushing more than ever.
"Perhaps something has caught them and you better look and see what it is " I said and, gently lifting up the skirt and petticoats and releasing at the same time his naughty hand, I opened my legs wide apart and gave him a full view of the beauty spot where it had been imprisoned.
I remained like that with my clothes up for a few minutes, fully exposing myself, and noticed with delight the sudden bound given by his boyish " ramrod " inside the trousers, which now stood out in so frank and undisguised a fashion, that I could not refrain from putting out my hand and feeling its sturdy head, the throbbing of which was plainly felt through his trousers. Then, with a hasty movement of assumed modesty, I pulled down my skirt, and said: " I am afraid you are a dreadfully naughty boy! I hope you did not look right up under my petticoats!"
For a moment he did not know what to do, but at last, seeing my smiling face and outstretched arms, he embraced me, returning with all the ardour of which he was capable the burning kiss that I imprinted, with all the lascivious sensuality that the scene had aroused in my breast, on his panting lips. tfc And now you must go, Baby " I said to him for I am really going to undress in earnest." And saying this, I rose from the couch and began unbuttoning my corsage.
"May I help you?" he asked wistfully, as he perceived that a few moments would serve set free the two great globes, which were already straining to get free from the restraint of the corset. "Certainly not " I answered, throwing open the bodice, so that the beginning of the bust showed plainly under the lace of the chemise. On this he greedily fixed his eyes, and another moment or two served to unfasten the skirt, so that I stood before him in corset and petticoats-both peing of the most exquisite and voluptuous kind that Paris can produce.
"What? Still there?" I said, as I noticed that he showed no signs of departing. "Very well; then you must sit down and turn your head the other way, because it would never do for a boy like you to know what a girl looks like when she is undressed." Saying this I turned him round and, after giving him a voluptuous kiss on his rosy lips, sat him down in a chair straight opposite a mirror in which I had been all the time contemplating myself. — Unfastening now the petticoats, I held them up with my hands for a few moments, telling him that he must not look in the glass., as I could not allow him to see me in my drawers. As I intended, this had the effect of making him glue his eyes to my reflection in the glass and as 1 let the dainty underwear sink to the ground: "Oh dear!"
I exclaimed."I quite forgot that I had no drawers on! " but he had, I fancy, discovered the fact in his previous explorations.
I was now clad in a pink satin corset, clasping my tiny waist over a perfectly transparent chemise of black gauze, through which my long stockings were perfectly visible, while the tinted marble of my ventre showed up in voluptuous contrast to the curly home of Venus between my thighs.
Feasting his eyes on the reflection of this in the mirror, he remained absolutely entranced by the sight of this to him quiie novel spectacle of female nudity.
My efforts to unlace my very tight corset were of course quite fruitless, and so I had to ask my youthlul companion whether he — 120 — Was good at Untying knots. At this he turned round, and positively staggered when he came near enough to perceive the intoxicating perfume, half natural, half artificial that exhaled from my warm body.
Presenting my back to him, I could see in the glass his eyes fall lovingly upon my two plump cheeks, while his hands fumbled, not so clumsily as I expected, at the stay lace. Presently it was really undone, and as the pressure on my body slowly relaxed, I unfastened the front hooks, and was left in the most naked of all states of nudity- a transparent chemise.
Luckily for me I knew I had nothing to fear from the loss of the corset, for my breasts stand up as high and firm, and my waist is almost as slender without them, as with them. And as I looked in the mirror I could not help thinking that this lucky school boy was decidedly to be envied in making his first discoveries of sexual mysteries under such unusually voluptuous circumstances. At every movement my plump nudities stood out in such a way as almost to brush against him, while the feelings which his modesty excited in me brought it about that I looked far prettier" at that moment than I had ever looked before.
I an ecstasy of excited passion, he flung himself at my feet, and began once more to kiss them through the stockings with hot burning kisses. Lifting him up and seeing the pitiable state of his "staff of mandhood," I-yes, dear, with my own hands! — gently began to unfasten his trousers, which soon fell off, and were quickly followed by everything else except a coquettish little " jersey " scarcely reaching to his hips, below which, his pretty instrument stood up very shy and embarrassed, and yet apparently bent upon doing its duty manfully, whenever it should be called upon.
Standing hand in hand before the mirror, I bade him notice the difference between us though I observed that his eyes were so busy looking at my private domain, that he had no eyes for his own sturdy little " trunk " with its sprouting undergrowth. In a short time both our eyes were so flashing with amorous desire that it seemed a shame to make him wait any longer.
" Get into bed, Baby*" I said, and I will join you in a minute."
He did not require much pressing, and in another moment he was nestling in the luxurious down cushions of the most voluptuous bed that money could buy.
Without delay I crept in beside him, and lifting up the chemise to the height of my loins, I clasped him in my arms, so that the point of his " dolly " was gently kissing my thighs close to the pussie.
In this position we kissed and cuddled for some time, until I plainly perceived that he did not know how to fulfil his share of the task. Thereupon I slid my hand down and gently clasping his " dolly," I tickled and caressed it, until it was nearly double its former size. Then, guiding it to the lips of my glowing nest, I clasped my arms round him, very gently drawing him towards me, thereby causing his bow-sprit to slide very slowly onwards into its haven. Never shall I forget the look of pleasure which now began to overspread his pretty face, when he at last found his manly spade digging in its proper soil. To prolong his pleasure as much as possible, I made him work very slowly at first, softly tickling his spine, and kissing his lips in the most lascivious manner possible. Soon however the frenzy of love began to overtake him, and his movements quickened, as my eager pussie sucked him further and further in, our bodies twisting and writhing in our exquisite, and to him hitherto unsuspected, contest of delight.