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Cleland, John

"Fanny Hill"

He is now upon me: I had placed
myself with a jet under him, as commodious and open as
possible to his attempts, which were untoward enough, for
his machine, meeting with no inlet, bore and batter'd
stiffly against me in random pushes, now above, now below,
now beside his point; till, burning with impatience from
its irritating touches, I guided gently, with my hand,
this furious engine to where my young novice was now to be
taught his first lesson of pleasure. Thus he nick'd, at
length, the warm and insufficient orifice; but he was made
to find no breach impracticable, and mine, tho' so often
enter'd, was still far from wide enough to take him easily
in.
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, strenu-
ously dilated, gave way to his thus assisted impetuosity,
so that we might both feel that he had gain'd a lodgement.
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.


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