I took you may be sure a great fancy to my little cousin Joey, for that
gave me an opportunity of getting near the nurse. She was always out
in the grounds with him in fine weather. I would throw the ball for the
child to run after in the direction of the grotto, then walked round to
see if any gardener was near, and tip her the wink. In we would go, and
either against seat, or up against the wall, or more frequently laying
her with back on the big rustic table, and her legs round my hips, I
poked her. Once she laid the little child on the table, and played
with him there, whilst I threw her clothes up behind, and fucked her
dog-fashion. "Lay hold of his cock," said I as bum-wagging indications
told me she was coming, and she kissed his little cock rapturously till
she spent. The little beggar! I wonder if in later years he recollected
anything he saw. Years afterwards it was my fortune to see him fucking a
servant in that very summer-house.
Whether the child was old enough, or not to notice what he saw, was a
subject of talk with us. We came to the conclusion, that we were safe.
After luncheon, when my aunt took a nap, and my cousins went out driving
(if I could avoid driving out with them, and what lies I told to do
that), was my most fortunate time; for the servants were lazy after
their dinner, and the garden excepting from gardeners, quite free.
The summer-house, called the grotto, was a big one, there were wide
seats nearly all round, chairs, and a big table in the middle capable of
dining a dozen people. I was once frigged in it by a young lady, and two
different servants did I fuck in it. These adventures will be told in
their place. There were several summer-houses about the grounds, and I
had the nursemaid in most of them.
Once only I slept with her the whole night, or rather lay fucking her,
we were frightened to sleep, for fear of being caught. Joey was away.
She told me the page had been showing her his prick for nearly a year;
and she let him come to her room that night just to see what he would
"You were frigging him, were you not?" "I was feeling it about."
Then I told her I had seen him frig himself in the barn. "The servants
at the Hall wonder at your being so much at the farm," said she. "How
the devil can they know that?" I thought to myself. It put me on my
guard.
She swore no man had ever touched her before me. "You forced me, and
made me bleed; I would not have let you, only I feared you would tell
what you had seen, and I should lose my character." She however took
now to fucking, and was insatiable in getting me up her; her little thin
form clung to me in a wonderful way and she loved my penis to push to
the utmost up her tight little cunt.
"So my Fanny's small?" she asked several times, "tell me about other
women's; are they much larger than mine? I know I have very little hair
on mine." What nice talk we had.
She had been always nursemaid, had frigged herself as long as she
could recollect, had nursed a girl eight years old who frigged herself
incessantly, she had to slap her, and tie her hands to prevent it. "Now
tell me truly, did you ever frig any boy?" "Never," but she had made
their cocks stiff. She had frigged a girl, and been frigged in return.
So much for nursemaids. She said she was 27.
The morning after I first had her, I told Robert to come to the garden
directly the breakfast was cleared away. He came. "I heard a noise last
night as I was passing, opened the door, and caught you; I have a good
mind to tell your mistress, but the nursemaid has begged, and prayed
me not; but if I hear you have ever mentioned this, or see you near
her again, I will have you kicked out the next five minutes, and she
too.--Be off." Away he went, without a word.
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