Memoirs of Fanny Hill: A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)Cleland, John
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Memoirs of Fanny Hill: A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)
Cleland, John
England -- Fiction; Erotic fiction; Prostitutes -- Fiction
By my direction, however, the head of his unwieldy machine was so
critically pointed, that, feeling him fore-right against the tender
opening, a favourable motion from me met his timely thrust, by which
the lips of it, strenuously dilated, gave way to his thus assisted
impetuosity, so that we might both feel that he had gained a lodgment.
Pursuing then his point, he soon, by violent, and, to me, most painful
piercing thrusts, wedges himself at length so far in, as to be now
tolerably secure of his entrance: here he stuck, and I now felt such a
mixture of pleasure and pain, as there is no giving a definition of. I
dreaded alike his splitting me farther up, or his withdrawing; I could
not bear either to keep or part with him. The sense of pain, however,
prevailing, from his prodigious size and stiffness, acting upon me in
those continued rapid thrusts, with which he furiously pursued his
penetration, made me cry out gently: “Oh, my dear, you hurt me!” This
was enough to check the tender respectful boy even in his mid-career;
and he immediately drew out the sweet cause of my complaint, whilst his
eyes eloquently expressed, at once, his grief for hurting me, and his
reluctance at dislodging from quarters, of which the warmth and
closeness had given him a gust of pleasure, that he was now desire mad
to satisfy, and yet too much a novice not to be afraid of my
withholding his relief, on account of the pain he had put me to.
But I was, myself, far from being pleased with his having too much
regarded my tender exclaims; for now, more fired with the object before
me, as it still stood with the fiercest erection, unbonneted, and
displayed its broad vermilion head, I first gave the youth a
re-encouraging kiss, which he repaid me with a fervour that seemed at
once to thank me, and bribe my further compliance; and soon replaced
myself in a posture to receive, at all risk, the renewed invasion,
which he did not delay an instant: for, being presently remounted, I
once more felt the smooth hard gristle forcing an entrance, which he
achieved rather easier than before. Pained, however, as I was, with his
efforts of gaining a complete admission, which he was so regardful as
to manage by gentle degrees, I took care not to complain. In the mean
time, the soft strait passage gradually loosens, yields, and, stretched
to its utmost bearing, by the stick, thick, indriven engine, sensible,
at once, to the ravishing pleasure of the feel and the pain of the
distension, let him in about half way, when all the most nervous
activity he now exerted, to further his penetration, gained him not an
inch of his purpose: for, whilst he hesitated there, the crisis of
pleasure overtook him, and the close compressure of the warm
surrounding flow drew from him the ecstatic gush, even before mine was
ready to meet it, kept up by the pain I had endured in the course of
the engagement, from the insufferable size of his weapon, though it was
not as yet in above half its length.
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