right, my beauty," I thought to myself. One good night's rest, then for an explanation or else something better.She was restless, and as I lay awake, thinking aver all my game with Auntie Gertie, Mary was tossing about and unsettled. I could hardly restrain myself from jumping up and getting into her bed.
At length her heavy breathing told me she slept, but evidently dreaming, as I could hear little words now and then, such as: "Don't
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Georges--you shan't--indeed you shan't--I'll slap your face if you go on so."
Sleep overcame me at last, and when I opened my eyes in the morning she had left the room. All day my eyes feasted on Mamma and I could see Gertie pouting with vexation at my evident desire for the maternal connexion. This served my purpose exactly, as it took away all suspicion of my design upon Mary.
"Don't look at Mamma like that, Percy, or I shall begin to dislike you, my boy, and shan't let you love me again," she whispered, when
she got me alone.
"Oh, there's no harm in looking. Gertie, you know you told me she meant to have me, when I am old enough, and I'll let her know
that some day before very long."
"You tease. I'll whip your bottom, when I get you alone, you bad boy; you only want to make me jealous."
"Then don't be so silly Gertie. Looking at Mamma does no harm yet, but
I do so want to kiss her Cunt."
"Fie, for shame, sir! Be off and behave yourself."
That day seemed a very long one to me, but bed time came as last. Mary was retiring as on the previous evening, but I waited till she had put out the light, and got into bed.
"Mary," I said, "why don't you kiss me since you come back?"
"Oh! Master Percy, you are such a big boy now, we ought to leave off that," was the reply.
"But what is the harm; we always did, and used to have such nice games together; shall I come and kiss you just now?" "No, no, I won't allow it any more, besides--besides."
"Besides, what?" I said, getting out, and going to her bedside: "Besides, I mean to kiss you and will make you kiss me."
"Go away! Percy, you shan't!" as she covered her head with the bed-clothes.
"That's better than Master Percy; now, I will kiss you, Mary dear, so don't make a fuss, but kiss me back." "Well, just once, then go back to bed," she said, raising her head.
"There's a dear girl," I replied kissing her on the lips; "Kiss me back or I'll pull the clothes off and slap you."
Her lips returned my osculation and I tried to slip the tip of my tongue into her mouth as I prevented her taking her face away, and sucked in her very breath till she seemed to quiver all over, and her lip relaxed a little till the tips of our tongues fairly met.
This dalliance continued for some minutes till one of my hands found its way inside her night chemise, and grabbed the heaving globes of her bosom, moulding them and playing with the saucy nipples which stuck up as firm as my Cock, which was in a fiery state of expectation.
"Now, go away do, you impudent boy, where have you learnt such tricks,
Percy?" she whispered as she faintly attempted to push me away.
"Nowhere, only I do so like to feel and kiss you, Mary, you are so warm and soft, and kiss so nicely my dear;" as I was gently sliding
into the bed beside her.
"What makes you like kissing so? Don't Mamma or auntie Gertie kiss you enough, you silly boy."
"Oh, but that's different, I can't feel them all over, as I do you; as I hugged my body close to hers, those palpitating bosoms now
beating against my breast."
"How queer you make me feel, Mary. Don't you notice my affair stiff and hard against you belly; let us lay close to each other, and
your warm flesh against mine," pulling up her chemise to her waist.
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"How is it you have hair there, dear, and I have none about mine!" My hand was groping to get a finger in her slit, and if possible to
touch the spot I knew so well.
"No, Percy, you mustn't put your hand there, that thing of yours is hard against my belly. Put it away do."
"Between your legs, Mary, I seem to fell sure that is the place; let me lay between your legs and rub my belly against yours; how hot
you are there!" Both my hands were trying to force open her thighs, which she kept firmly closed. "You shan't--you shan't, you bad boy, what do you mean by such goings on, Percy?"
A sudden frenzy impelled me to exert all my strength; little by little, I got one leg between hers, as I pushed her over on her back.--"I will," I said, grinding my teeth in desperation; "You shall let me, Mary; now, don't fight so, it's no use."
We struggled on in silence, she was almost a strong as myself, but panting for breath she was gradually mastered by my dogged resolve to win my way:--"Oh, oh, you shan't, indeed you shan't;" as I got a finger fairly in her slit, which was quite moist and slimy, as no doubt the ardour of our struggles had brought on an emission.
The head of my Cock at last got lodged just inside the moist lips of her vulva; she gave a tremulous shudder, and I thought the victory was won, but with quite sudden desperation, she rolled herself almost on her side, but I clasped one arm firmly round her waist, and the other hand gave her buttocks such a savage pinch, that with a sharp "Oh! oh!" her bottom heaved up a little, and I felt my champion gain a little way in; again she struggled desperately, and actually bit my shoulder, but that only made me more savage.
Slowly I pushed up to her last virgin defence. "You shan't, Oh Percy, you'll ruin me, do get away; you'll kill me.--Oh--Ah-r-r-re!" as struggling and wriggling to resist me, her motions actually helped to accomplish the rape, for thrusting fiercely just as she heaved a little to throw me off, the hymen was broken, and my Cock triumphed over that stubbornly contested virginity.
So ignorant was I of the ethics of copulation that I had no idea of the irreparable damage I had done to poor Mary.
"There, I told you I would, you couldn't prevent me getting into you, my dear, and how lovely it feels now I am there; my Cock is inside you, and your Cunt holds, it so delightfully tight". I kissed her again and again, and began to move by instrument inside her, but she only responded by heartbroken sobs, and her face was wet with tears.
"What is the matter dear, don't you like it; what a struggle we had, but that only added to the fun of the thing; have I indeed hurt you
so much? Cheer up and join in the game now."
"Ah, Percy," she sobbed, "you have robbed me of the only jewel I possessed; I can never get married now, any one could know some one had broken through my hymen;" and she sobbed bitterly, so much so, that I was really distressed, and ashamed of my violence.
"Oh! what have I done? Do tell me Mary, don't cry so, dry up your tears, you know I love you."
