All Because of the Shunga

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This tale is closed for Cgraven and myself, please read along and enjoy.

The year was 1892-a time where most women were expected to conform to societies dictates. Women will be clothed in long sleeves, ankle length dresses and shall comport themselves appropriately at all times. Women who read were less rare now than twenty years before, but few women would be seen at the park with a book without dissaproving glances from the elderly matrons that took air there.

Allison Winthorpe was lucky. She had been brought up with a more liberal minded father than most young girls and as such, she was encouraged to read...the bible, carefully selected poetry and other such drivel that caused her energetic mind to quiver with indignation. She yearned for the days where she was allowed to visit an old family friend, Adam Goodwell.

She hadn't quite figured out why her parents allowed the deep abiding friendship that the two of them shared, but she embraced it. Adam had known her for as long as she could remember and as such, he was always there for her, her friend and confidant. He helped her out of many of the girlish messes she got herself into, helping save her from a tongue lashing at home and it was he who offered his library when she complained that her parents had garbage for literature.

Allison smiled as she pulled her auburn hair back with a pair of tortoise shell combs that were inlaid with turquoise stones to match her eyes. Her dress was daringly cut for the age, it showed a hint of the valley of her clevage which was approximately an inch lower than was customary. A typical walking dress, her stays were atypicaly tight and uncomfortable, but it was what she felt most comfortable in this day.

She called for the carriage and stepped inside with assistance as it arrived. Giving instructions to her destination, she gazed avidly out the window as the carriage swept through the streets of Bristol. She never tired of watching the people passing by her window, she even sometimes made up stories of where they were headed and what they were doing there.

When the carriage arrived at its destination, Allison stepped out smartly and danced up the steps. A tug on the bell pull was answered by the butler who informed her that "Master Goodwell was out at present Miss, but as always, she was welcome to make herself at home in the library."

Allison made her way into the library and went straight towards the back corner. She had been working her way through the volumes along the right hand wall for years, but for some reason today, she wanted something new. She crouched and peered at the titles on the bottom shelf, passing over one, then another when a slim volume caught her eye. it seemed to be loose pages that were tied with silk and some instinct told her to use care as she drew it out.

There was no title on the cover and cautiously she opened it, expecting lines of text. Instead, her mouth fell open in absolute shock as she instead spotted drawings of...people. and such people they were too! Women and men, half clothed with their personal spots exposed and they were touching each other...! Allison stood on suddenly shaky legs and half stumbled backward to sit on one of the reading chairs she so loved to curl up in. Avidly, she turned the pages, her eyes drinking in these forbidden sights, each searing its way to her memory-somehow, her 18 year old mind and the way she thought, was changing forever, and she didn't even realize it yet..

A small sound in the passageway caused her to snap her head up like a startled doe. She hastily pushed the book under the edge of the chair and tried to assume a calm countenance, a hard task with her face flushed, as the doorknob began to turn.

 

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Adam Goodwell was known as a good man, a good employer and he ran a small shipyard, for everything in Bristol was tied to the sea in one way or another, and Adam Goodwell was no exception. He was born a wharf rat, he came from the lowest levels of society yet the world had been changing Victoria was Queen of England and a bright lad with his wits about him could make something of himself f he could break away from societies suffocating grip. Yet the sea offered him that opportunity. He had been a cabin boy and through hard work and his quick wits he rose from the other ranks below decks to eventually became the Master of his own ship. He became involved in the India trade with a sharp eye to what would sell back in England. Soon he owned his own ship then another and he expanded into the Pacific Island trade. It was then that he had met a young merchant marine officer by the name of Winthorpe. Slowly over time they became friends though young Mr. Winthorpe came from a respectable family he had a wild streak that offended landed him in trouble with the Islanders or the colonial governors of the Islands. When it came time for Adam to retire from the sea he had given Winthorpe his own ship and that was his making. They had remained friends over the years and Adam became young Mr. Winthorpe.

Adam Goodwell had recognized that free wild spirit in Winthrop’s daughter. Allison Winthorpe had that same rebellious spirit as Adam and her father had towards societies suffocating grip even as an infant, to say the least she had been a precautious child giving her nannies and parents fits. Where they tried to force society’s dictums on the firry haired child Adam had not and had become the young girl’s friend and mentor. Yews he was that and more in a way neither could properly defined so as often as not he was uncle Adam Goodwell.

Yes they had been friends but for the last two years Adman Goodwell had been seeing Allison in a different light she was no longer a precautious child but a rather ravishing young beauty with a flare for a rather daring flare in her choice of dress. Yes Adam was a good man but he was a man and quite human. He found himself now turning to a pillow book in his collection in his library for the feelings that now stirred in Adam Goodwill’s breast where defiantly not those of an Uncle.

When he arrived that sunny spring day at his residence he was told that Miss Winthorpe was waiting in the library. As he opened the door he saw Allison curled in a chair a very guilty look on her young angelic face.

“Are you all right Allison?”

his voice suddenly trailed off as he noticed the pillow book half hanging out of the lower shelf of the book case and he blanched just for a moment. Had she, Adam pushed the thought from his mind.

 

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“Are you all right Allison?”

Allison smiled then, relieved for she had feared the person coming to the door was the butler, not her "Uncle" Adam. She knew how the servants were prone to gossip, and surely her father would have found out somehow, eventually, that she had been looking at the inappropriate book. Uncle Adam however, was good at keeping secrets, and she knew he would never betray this one.

She studied him while she debated asking the questions burning in her mind, tall and straight backed, he didn't look like his fifty some years, his ginger hair was just begining to recede, his hazel eyes still snapped with good humor and intelligence...in fact, he looked fantastic! Looking at him, something curled in her stomach, a light flutter, like butterfly wings that she simply took for nerves as she decided that the questions in her mind needed answers, and he was the best possible person to ask.

"Uncle Adam," she wondered at how her lips suddenly stumbled on the title, as if suddenly she felt she should just call him by name, which was silly, then she continued, "I found something today...something a little odd."

She stood then, and retrieved the pillow book from its almost hidden spot and held it out, watching Adam's face flush slightly. "This book...I think I know what it's all about, but...why do you have it? What is its purpose?" Allison paused then, then a blush of her own kissed her cheeks and she asked even more softly, "Do you ever do the things in here?" She desperately wanted to ask him if it felt good too, but she already felt like she had stepped far beyond the line of propriety with the last question she asked and anymore might make him angry.

Quietly she said, "I'm sorry, maybe I shouldnt have asked, you dont have to answer if you dont want..." Now as her embarassment over her questions grew, she was looking for a way out, and perhaps one for him as well, that might not be totally embarassing for them both.

 

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"Uncle" Adam

Alison’s voice was a shocked but relived whisper as if she was a little girl caught with her fingers in the cookie jar and when her gaze strayed to the pillow book a jar on the bottom shelf of the bookcase Adam could feel a slight flush and knew his cheeks bust be crimson he could only hope the ravishing young beauty would thing it do to his morning constitutional, but that hope was soon dashed.

"Uncle Adam, I found something today...something a little odd."

She stood then, and retrieved the pillow book from its almost hidden spot and held it out.

"This book...I think I know what it's all about, but...why do you have it? What is its purpose? Do you ever do the things in here?"

Alison’s questions came in rapid succession and she hardly gave time to draw breath never mind time for Adam Goodwell to answer them the stunning young girl’s cheeks where now scarlet with her own embracement at having confessed that she had been reading or more appropriate viewing the pillow book.

Quietly she said,

"I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have asked, you don’t have to answer if you don’t want..."

She had given him a way out to ignore the question, to pretend the incident had never happened. Yet if he took this ease out, he knew that this curious young minks would look for her answers elsewhere and a cad could very easily take advantage of her naïve innocence. Silence lingered between the two friends a most unusual occurrence to say the least and when Adam finally did speak it was with a halting and quite embarrassed voice.

“Well Alison it is a manual of sorts for a bride and a groom on their wedding night.”

That was not exactly the truth but a reason that he thought she might be able to accept.

“I was not always single Alison at one time I was married to a very attractive young Lady but she died in Child birth.”

Adam had never told Alison of his wife Ruth, in fact there where no pictures of her for when he lost her he could not bear to see her image for it tore at his heart so. Even the mention of her names after all the years brought a tear to his eye.

“As for if I do anything here, and I presume you mean the library that is a most importunate question Miss.”

His tone was somber his expression serious as he continued.

All I shall say Alison Winthorpe is I am old not dead.”

His eyes now held a teasing gleam to them and his voice and manner where light, as he could never remain cross with Allison for long. It was now that Adam noticed the daring cut of her daringly dress showed a hint of the valley of her cleavage, which was approximately an inch lower than, was customary. And her stays held her waist in to a proper wasp figure. Adam found his gaze lingering on that
subtlety-enchanting valley, the thoughts that crossed his mind where quite scandalous, and he forced himself to avert his gaze.

‘ Allison why where you reading that particular book child?”

 

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The pause before Adam answered her questions told Allison just how far across the line she had stepped, she knew he was acutely embarassed and she ached inside to have caused this turmoil for him. She ached also, for the silence that stretched between them, awkwardness where there had never been any previously. At that particular moment, she wished from the depths of her soul that she had never asked the questions, or found the book, yet at the same time, her need of the answers grew. The longer she waited, the more curious she was, as if she knew the answers would shed some sort of light on a thing that had been so secret that she had never even wondered about it before.

“Well Alison it is a manual of sorts for a bride and a groom on their wedding night.”

Allisons eyes widened as she tried to imagine her parents seeing and using such a thing on their wedding night so long ago. The task proved impossible as her mother was as straight laced as they came, she would probably be willing to die before she saw something such as that! As Adam continued to speak in his choked embarassed voice, Allison found herself biting back a giggle from her mental imaginings as she tried to pay attention to what he was saying.

“I was not always single Alison at one time I was married to a very attractive young Lady but she died in Child birth.”

Here Allison's urge to giggle dissapeared, for she could hear the pain in his voice, she knew Adam still cared deeply for his lost love and she blushed hotly once more in embarassment for breaking open wounds that were so obviously barely scabbed. Instinctively, she moved in her seat, wanting to go to him, offer some comfort, or word of appology for renewing his pain, but the fact he was still speaking stayed her.

“As for if I do anything here, and I presume you mean the library that is a most importunate question Miss...All I shall say Alison Winthorpe is I am old not dead.”

Allisons eyes sparkled as she gazed at the man before her. Dead? certainly not! he was charming and funny and supportive...Allison was glad that his serious demeanor had dissapeared once more and she definitely wasn't about to press her luck and inform him that her question hadn't been about doing things in the library, but doing things like the book showed! She had afterall looked rather closely at some of the pictures, and she frankly didnt think they were possible! She reminded herself fiercely that the question wasnt about whether he was still active, the question had stemmed from flexibility! It mattered not a bit that now she had the burning curiosity to know if he did indeed bring ladies here, which ones they were and what they got up to.

Her inner thoughts caused a surging tide of red to crest on her face and she had to take three deep breaths to calm herself in order to pay attention to what he was saying then. "Allison why where you reading that particular book child?”
Allison looked at the floor, then back up to meet Adam's eyes squarely. She wasn't ashamed of what she had done for goodness sake! The instinctive urge to bow her head like a disobediant child over a book found by chance was rediculous! Striving for a calm tone when her emotions were so riled was difficult and she couldn't decide on what the deffinition of the tone was when it finally came out.

"I have been working through that wall of books over there, but today when I got here I decided to look on the back wall. as I crouched down there reading titles, it caught my eye as an incongruous bunch of papers in amidst the leather bound volumes...I pulled it out from curiosity as it seemed different than the rest. There was no title, so I opened it, and well...then the pictures caught my eye and I started to look through them, only stopping when I heard your footsteps." she stopped there, not wanting to admit why she found the pictures so appealing.

 

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Allison looked at the floor, then back up to meet Adam's eyes squarely.

"I have been working through that wall of books over there, but today when I got here I decided to look on the back wall. as I crouched down there reading titles, it caught my eye as an incongruous bunch of papers in amidst the leather bound volumes...I pulled it out from curiosity…………….There was no title, so I opened it, and well...then the pictures caught my eye and I started to look through them, only stopping when I heard your footsteps."

The explanation as far as it went had the ring of truth to it but there was something about that shy little girl voice, the voice a child uses on a parent or her Nanny when she has been caught with her fingers in the cookie jar. The crimson glow of Allison’s cheeks had now crept down to the delicate cleavage of her bosom. Yes it was the truth but not the whole truth and Adam Goodwell knew it and his dark hazel eyes told Allison that he knew there was more to her story than she was telling him.

It was she, innocent, ravishing, curious beauty that had opened the Pandora’s Box with her pointed importunate questions and Adam was see Allison in a new light a very different light than he had ever seen her before . He was acutely aware than she was no longer a child but a rather stunning young woman, and yet that was not correct either for at eighteen Allison still had aspects of a child, her eyes wide with naïve innocence and yet her was body slender , almost athletic, the first subtitle curves of womanhood where in full bloom as well. Adam Goodwell was very much aware that Allison’s supple young form could temp a saint, and he was far from being a Saint.

He knew that he should let the matter drop , but he did not.

”So Allison where you offended or intrigued by the book?”

 

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So Allison where you offended or intrigued by the book?”

Allison knew that Adam wanted nothing less than the truth. It was only her trust in him, her faith that he wouldnt laugh that allowed her to bare the rest of her dark secrets to him. Her voice was shy and this time she wasn't able to look at him in the begining as she spoke, but as she continued, she seemed unable to keep from stelaing peeks at his countenance to guage his reaction.

"When I first opened it, I was shocked. I had expected words, as in other books but instead, there were oddly beautiful characters around some of the most scandalous pictures I had ever seen. I almost put the book down then, but then I looked at the pictures more closely, examining what they were doing and I found myself intrigued. I wondered what the body parts they touched felt like, why they would be doing some of the things they were. Most of all though, I wondered what I would feel like if those things were happening to me..." On the last sentence, Allisons voice dropped to just above a whisper.

She looked up at Adam then, obeying an impulse she couldnt fathom, she stood and retrieved the book, coming to stand beside him and placed her hand upon his arm, "I did have some questions though, would you sit with me and look through these pictures and answer them?"

As she asked, her eyes were asessing his reaction, wondering if she had gone to far again, and if not, whether she wanted to go further across the line. Allison was seeing Adam in a whole new light, these pictures had brought out the realization that he was indeed a man, one whom she trusted enough to experiment with, if he would only be willing. She thought that if he agreed to answer the questions, she could decide from that point on if she was willing to risk going one step further.

Impulsively, she raised her head to his level and brushed her lips across his cheek, saying "Thankyou for not going crazy about me looking at your umm...personal book."

 

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"When I first opened it, I was shocked. I had expected words, as in other books but instead, there were oddly beautiful characters around some of the most scandalous pictures I had ever seen. I almost put the book down then, but then I looked at the pictures more closely, examining what they were doing and I found myself intrigued. I wondered what the body parts they touched felt like, why they would be doing some of the things they were. Most of all though, I wondered what I would feel like if those things were happening to me..."

Allison voice had dropped to a soft sensual whisper by the time she stopped to draw a breath and when she did they way her bosoms swelled the seductive line of her cleavage deepened and seemed to draw Adam’s dark hazel eyes to that sweetly scented valley. The stunning young beauty’s eyes where demurely lowered and he found her almost irresistible a picture of chaste innocent beauty so enticing, so virginal and so ripe for the picking. Adam Flushed crimson that he should be entertain such thoughts about his young protégé , he had known her sense she was a babe in arms. He forced those fiendish thoughts from his mind as Allison raised his eyes to his.

Then to his surprise Allison boldly stood and drew out that book of sensual temptation, the ravishing young beauty was standing next to him he could feel the press of her body to his her hand upon his arm and that sweet innocent voice a hushed sensually seductive whisper in his ear.

I did have some questions though, would you sit with me and look through these pictures and answer them?"

Adam WAS ABOUT TO REFUSE SUCH A BOLD AND SINFUL REQUEST. He knew that it was far from proper to be looking through such a book with an innocent young girl and he was about to speak when she raised her head to his level and brushed her lips across his cheek.

"Thank you for not going crazy about me looking at your umm...personal book."

Adam found himself drawn to the chair that Allison had been setting in when he had entered the library, that demandable book of temptation laid in his lap and her soft body pressed to his as she leaned over to turn the page to the illustration that had most caught her interest.

“Alison….”

Adam was about to tell her that this was very, very improper that they should stop immediately but the sweet scent of her fresh young body soon chaste all such thoughts from his mind,

“Allison what do you want to know my dear.”

Adam Goodwell good feel himself falling into the abyss.

 

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Allison smiled, just a tiny twist of her lips as Adam moved to the seat she had occupied so recently and asked her what she wanted to know. He was more agreeable than she thought! She knew that what she was doing was wrong, knew she should thank him for his generosity, but in all honesty, she didnt want to. The opportunity to learn of something so taboo was calling to herand she gave into this need with hardly a whimper.

Stepping to Adams side, she reached into his lap where the book sat, keenly aware of the way her breast pressed softly into his arm, her skin mere inches from him and caught her breath, sudden longing for something un-named sweeping through her. Her fingers trembled as she turned the pages to an image of a couple reclining, where the girl was holding the mans thing, seemingly stroking it. The image was large and the first question that spilled from her sweet lips was one that struck home how innocent she truely was.

"What is that called? My mother and I had a talk about such things, but you know Mother, the best she could tell me of a wedding night was that the man put his part that was his alone into the womans part and that it hurt...a lot, but that it was the womans burden to accept the pain in return for her husbands happiness. Now that doesnt sound fair to me, but it is immaterial at this moment, I would love to know if the mans part has a name that isn't such a mouthfull." Suddenly Allison blushed, thinking about the picture...the woman was in such a position that she could easily put her mouth there....

Allisons next question came out in a tiny whisper, "Do you know if girls put their mouths on there? It looks like she might, and if so, what would it feel like?" There were so many more questions in Allisons young mind, but she was incapable of putting words to them just yet.

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Stepping to Adams side, she reached into his lap where the book sat, keenly aware of the way her breast pressed softly into his arm, her skin mere inches from him and caught her breath.

Adam knew that what he was doing was wrong sinfully wrong. Allison was just eighteen though it was hard to think of her as a child it was equally hard for him to think of her as a woman grown. The sensual curve of her breast brushing his arm, the sweet fragrance of her soft supple young body filled his nostrils making him almost dizzy with the wanting of her. Allison’s sweet, hot, moist, breath washing over his cheek.

"What is that called?


Her soft voice the impish smile in her eyes and Adam Goodwill’s heart began to race like he was a school boy. Get a hold of yourself man she is young enough to be your daughter. And again Alison’s voice called him back to the present.

My mother and I had a talk about such things, but you know Mother, the best she could tell me of a wedding night was that the man put his part that was his alone into the woman’s part and that it hurt...a lot, but that it was the woman’s burden to accept the pain in return for her husbands happiness. Now that doesn’t sound fair to me, but it is immaterial at this moment, I would love to know if the mans part has a name that isn't such a mouthful."


Adam eyes now strayed to the page of the Shunga that had so captivated Alison’s interest. He swallowed hard and knew he had to answer the young beauty’s questio0n. That is his penis. Adam hoped that the proper anatomical term would be less enticing to her than one of the many slang terms that now seemed to be in such vogue.

Allison It only hurts for a moment, he was about to go further when the ravishing young beauty’s next question caught him completely off guard and unprepared.

"Do you know if girls put their mouths on there? It looks like she might, and if so, what would it feel like?"

Her voice was the softest sensually seductive whisper and before he knew what he was saying Goodwell simply said.

“Yes they do Allison and some girl find it most enjoyable.”

Adam blushed scarlet when he realized what he had just said.

 

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"That is his penis."

Adam's voice was strained as he gave his answer and Allison merely nodded her acknowlegement of the term as she studied him, seeking answers in his eyes, but he wouldn't meet hers for long enough to tell. She was suddenly struck by the urge to tell him to not worry about her questions, that she didn't need the answers, if only to save him more embarassment, but then her gaze was captured by the shape of his lips and the need to provide relief was forgotten in the creeping desire to lean forward to kiss him...but not as one might kiss a family friend, but how she imagined one might greet a lover.

Yanking her mind back from what she percieved as ruinous thoughts, Allison heard his next words coming through as a faint whisper as the roaring in her ears of her blood rushing about was almost deafening.

Allison It only hurts for a moment...

What hurt? Her mind was back on kissing and she found herself attempting to reconcile the idea that kissing was painful until she realized what he was talking about. A little pain she could handle...especially if it was smoothed over with lots of kisses...Allison shook her head sharply. No kissing! pay attention! Allison rebuked herself and tried desperately to focus.

She asked her next question and Adam seemed to reply before he really thought, as he turned crimson as soon as he said it. “Yes they do Allison and some girls find it most enjoyable.” Allison thought about that, her agile mind working over all that he had said, and most importantly, what he hadn't.

Slowly, she asked, "Some girls like to do that to guys, or some girls like to have it done to them?" Allison blushed herself then, for that concept was covered in another of the pictures she found in the book and she suddenly had to contend with the clear mental image of Adam, between her thighs kissing her...there.

There she went with the kissing thing again! Okay, something really had to be done, to get her mind off of that! Otherwise she wouldn't be able to concentrate on the answers to anymore questions she asked! Decicively, Allison moved to the front of the chair, planted her hands one on each arm and leaned in. She saw Adams startled gaze, but then she closed her eyes and slanted her mouth across his. The kiss was inexpert, more of a childs kiss that might be given to a parent, except for at the last moment, of its own violition, Allisons tongue snuck out and darted across Adam's lips.

Pulling back, she saw the look Adam had on his face and interpreted it as disgust with her. Imeadiatly Allison's face flamed and she stood and turned her back, her arms wrapping protectively about herself as she whispered, "I am sorry...I should never have done that."

All she wanted to do then was sink into the floor, but her feet refused to melt, or move, so the option of running away was unavailable to her as well.

 

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Slowly, she asked,

"Some girls like to do that to guys, or some girls like to have it done to them?"

Allison blushed herself then. Adam was about to answer when suddenly Allison moved to the front of the chair, planted her hands one on each arm and leaned in.

The brush of her soft full ripe lips on his the way her tongue slide across his lips her supple young body boldly pressed to his ignited fires within Adam that he thought where long sense dead. Allison’s kiss The kiss was inexpert, more of a child’s kiss that might be given to a parent except for that bold little tongue of hers. Pulling back, she saw the look Adam had on his face and interpreted it as disgust with her. Immediately Allison's face flamed and she stood and turned her back, her arms wrapping protectively about herself as she whispered,

"I am sorry...I should never have done that."

Adam was lost with that kiss all his struggle over he smiled up into Allison soft doe eyes his hands cupped her face and the look in his eyes where dark, smoldering his lust for this ravishing young beauty.

“Yes Allison men also make love to women with their mouth’s”

Adam drew the young beauty to him his lips sensually brushed her, his tongue slide across her moist ripe lips, the even ridge of her white teeth and then it slipped into the sweetness of Allison’s mouth. Adam let that kiss linger, grow in its sensually seductive call as his tongue entwined with hers. Time seemed to stand still then melted away. There was no past, now future, just here, just now, just that single kiss till they shared a single life giving breathe.

The pillow booked slipped from Adam’s lap, and Allison firm little derrière was now resting ion Adam’s lap and his unholy ardor for her pressed against that firm little derrière. Slowly their lips parted clinging to each other’s till the last possible moment.

“Allison.

Adams voice was a husky whisper and his eyes told the stunning young beauty something had changed between them and nothing would ever be the same again.

 

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Just when Allison thought she had blown it all, tossed their friendship out the window with her rash act, suddenly it was perfectly alright. Adam was ther, his hands cupping her face, gazing deep into her eyes with a look she had never seen before. It was a hot look, filled with promises that she didn't understand and also a need she almost understood, for it was mirrored in her own eyes as a faint shadow of things to come.

“Yes Allison men also make love to women with their mouth’s”

Then Adam seemed determined t prove it as his lips met hers, teasing her lips until they parted in a gasp befroe delving inside. Allison's senses reeled under the sheer magnitude of feeling a simple kiss gave her and she barely noticed as he drew her to his lap, the pillow book sliding forgotten to the floor. She whimpered as the rigid ridge of his arrousal pressed into the softness of her flesh, she could feel the heat of him through the layers of her dress and she squirmed a little on top of it.

This kiss continued until her head was spinning, she hadnt realized until then that she had been holding her breath until it escaped in a puff at the same time as Adams'. Her eyes were deeply colored as they drew apart, her new found desire making them seem fathomless. She Stared at Adam in shock, her mind reeling under the passion that had sprung between them.

“Allison..."

Adams eyes were on her and she read in them the change that had taken place between them-things would never be the same and a part of her regretted this. Yet the more prevalent portion of her very soul was thrilled with this new development, suddenly she felt closer to him in a way she never had before.

"Adam..." Somehow the whole "uncle" concept was innapropriate and Allison discarded the honorary title whithout a second thought. Softly she said, "I refuse to feel badly for something I have wanted forever without really knowing what it was I wanted. I hope you can and will feel the same. But, where do we go from here?" She wiggled on top of his erection experimentally and blushed, for she just then realized what it probably was that dug so deliciously into her behind.

Her voice teasing, she asked, "Hmm, you seem to have something in your trousers that wasnt there before...May I see it?" for all her bravado however, she was suddenly very nervous and it showed in the faint tremor of her last sentence. Suddenly she wasn't sure she should have asked that just then and hoped that Adam was able to read body language, which would tell him of her uncertainty and then he would be slow, and gentle with her newfound emotions.

 

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"Adam..............I refuse to feel badly for something I have wanted forever without really knowing what it was I wanted. I hope you can and will feel the same. But, where do we go from here?"

Allison’s voice was a soft breathy whisper and her firm little derrière wiggled in such an enticing invitation. Adam knew that her stunning young body knew what it wanted even if her shy innocent mind did not. For a moment Goodwell thought about ending this madness he was in his fifties and she was just eighteen her whole life ahead of her. Stop this madness now Goodwell she will only break your heart in the long run, some young bow will steal her away from you. Yet when Adam looked into those wide wondering eyes saw the dark passion there he knew it was to lat to turn back.

"Hmm, you seem to have something in your trousers that wasn’t there before...May I see it?"

There was an impish smile in her eyes now and another seductive little wiggle. Allison’s voice a soft seductive teasing whisper.

“Yes Allison you may see it.”

Adam watched as Allison slid from his laps to kneel before him.

 

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“Yes Allison you may see it.”

Allison bit her lip, suddenly nervous as she contemplated this large step. Slowly, she slid off Adam's lap to kneel on the floor at his feet, her attention centered on the prominent bulge in his pants. She began by running her fingertips up the insides of his thighs, to the spot where the bulge began to form, caressing it through the material. She gasped softly as it moved beneath her hand, her gaze darting up to Adam's face, assuring herself that she had done nothing wrong for it to have moved like that.

Returning her attention to the front of his pants, Allison caught her lower lip between small pearly teeth and reached for his buttons. They came free, sounding loud in the silence of the library and she slowly spread the flaps aside, her actions showing trepadation, almost as if she expected to find something inside that would jump out and bite her!

Nothing did of course, all she saw was more material. It was but a moments work to lift this and move it down, freeing the head of Adam's cock to view. She gasped softly, facinated. It was similar in shape to the picture in the pillow book, but somehow seeing a real one in front of her was totally different. She failed to wonder at the size difference, perhaps due to her mind having already figured out that the drawings were exagerated.

She tugged on the sides of Adam's pants then, trying to free more of him to view and he obliged her by lifting his hips so she was able to slide the material down. A look of sheer wonder on her face, Allison reached out and touched him. She looked up in surprise. "It's so smooth! Soft, yet hard at the same time!"

Reflexively, she stroked her hand slowly up Adam's cock, feeling the bulge of the veins in it pulse with the flow of his blood and she giggled as it twitched again, this time visably.

Softly, "But what do I do now that I can see it?" Allison was utterly facinated, but way out of her depth. A yearning ache was forming in the pit of her stomach as she continued to gently stroke Adam's cock, making her shift restlessly from one knee to the other.

 

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Slowly, she slid off Adam's lap to kneel on the floor at his feet, her attention centered on the prominent bulge in his pants. She gasped softly as it moved beneath her hand, her gaze darting up to Adam's face, assuring herself that she had done nothing wrong for it to have moved like that.

Returning her attention to the front of his pants, Allison caught her lower lip between small pearly teeth and reached for his buttons.

The very sensuality with which Allison approached her investigation of his anatomy was innocent seduction personified. His breathing was coming in sharp rasping gasps now his lust enflamed his need for this ravishing young beauty damned him and Adam Goodwell eagerly accepted his damnation . A look of sheer wonder on her face, Allison reached out and touched him. She looked up in surprise.

"It's so smooth! Soft, yet hard at the same time!"

Adam’s cock jumped in at her touch her dainty fingers naively curled around the shaft of his lust, her touch maddeningly seductive and her soft girlish giggles enflamed his passions till they consumed the last of his scruples with the wanting of her.

"But what do I do now that I can see it?"

Adam could see that Allison was utterly fascinated, but way out of her depth. A yearning ache was forming in the pit of her stomach as she continued to gently stroke Adam's cock, making her shift restlessly from one knee to the other.

“You taste it Allison you take it into your mouth as you saw in the book my dear.”

Goodwell’s voice was a passion laced whisper as his dark passions and needs now ruled his soul. He knew Alison was an innocent but that made no difference he longed to feel the touch of her tongue on his flesh to see those innocent lips “O”ed around the shaft of his cock. Slowly his voice so deep so hypnotic curled around her mind as if they where tendrils of mist curling around the virgin moon to drag her down to her fall.

“”Just reach out your pink little tongue and taste me Alllison.”

 

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“You taste it Allison you take it into your mouth as you saw in the book my dear.”

Allison looked at it. It was so big! She really wasnt sure her untutored mouth could take him in, but she was willing to try, wanting to know what he tasted like. She licked her lips, almost as if she was at a sumptuous feast, just getting ready to dig in.

Just reach out your pink little tongue and taste me Alllison.”

Allison tentatively stuck out her tongue and lapped it across Adam's cock. One quick lick. Then another. Then a slow sweeping stroke up each side. Unbidden, a soft moan came to her lips and she closed her mouth around just the tip of his cock, her tongue flashing across it furiously, then slowing to savor.

A minute of this passed, then another. Allison didnt even notice that she was taking more of Adam's cock in her mouth until she took to much and choked. Backing off abruptly, Allison blinked a strand of hair from her eyes and said, "I think you're right Adam, some girls really like this, and I am one of them. You taste very good! But, " she continued mournfully, "you are to big for me I think, I cant taste all of you at once."

 

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Allison licked her lips, almost as if she was at a sumptuous feast, just getting ready to dig in. just the tip of her pink little tongue slide across her full ripe lips. She looked so enticingly innocent. One quick lick, then another, a soft moan came to her lips and she closed her mouth around just the tip of his cock, her tongue flashing across it furiously, then slowing to savor.[/i] The stunning auburn haired beauty slowly, but steadily took the length of Goodwell’s cock into her moist chaste mouth. It was if she was in a trance hypnotized by that pulsing length of flesh so hard so ridged, her sweet full moist lips “O”ed around that column of fleas her crimson head slowly bobbing up and down Goodwell’s shaft. A low rumbling groan of pleasure escaped his lips as the innocent young beauty suckled his cock.

Allison didn’t even notice that she was taking more of Adam's cock in her mouth until she took too much and choked, backing off abruptly Allison blinked then brushed a strand of hair from her sparkling blue eyes. Her cheeks where crimson, yet Adam could not tell weather it was from the girl’s growing passions or from embarrassment.

"I think you're right Adam, some girls really like this, and I am one of them. You taste very good! But, "

Her voice was that of naughty girl her stunning blue eyes sparkling with an impish gleam then a little pout bowed her moist lips and she continued mournfully.

"you are too big for me I think, I can’t taste all of you at once."

His voice a raspy passion laced whisper Adam managed to gasp out.

“Allison would you like to learn how to taste me all at once?”

The way her eyes lit up and that little pout turned into a kittenish smile that gave Adam Goodwell the answer before she could form the words on those sensually seductive lips.

“Then I shall tech you Allison.”

Goodwell paused taking a deep shuttering breath to still his racing heart he knew he was corrupting this innocent young beauty and a part of him was repelled that he could so easily violate their friend ship to take pleasure from her young supple body and yet she had asked and ther was an unholy need that burned with in his soul that demanded to be satisfied and Allison’s young body was the only think that could satisfy that unholy need. His hand lovingly cupped the kneeling beauty’s chin he bent forward and his lips brushed hers again in a searing kiss his tongue savoring the summer wine sweetness of her mouth. Their lips reluctantly parted clinging to each others till the last possible moment. Then that deep voice of his caressed Allison’s ears his hot moist breath washing over her long slender neck stirring the stray auburn wisps of hair at the nape of Allison’s neck. Slowly that deep hypnotic voice coached the ravishing young beauty on how to tilt her head so she could take Adam’s cock deep into her virgin throat. Goodwell’s fingers entwined in Allison’s silken auburn mane to help her correctly position her head. He smiled down at the ravishing young beauty as her full ripe lips “O”ed around his cock once again, for Allison was proving to be a very willing student..

 

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Allison heard the groan that escaped Adam's throat but she recognised it for the pleasure it was and didn't halt until she choked. Serious eyes listened intently as he spoke and she smiled at his offer, but perhaps even more because his voice was so hoarse, laced with his passion. She was proud of the fact she had been able to make him lose control enough to achieve that rasp.

“Allison would you like to learn how to taste me all at once?”

Allisons eyes gleamed with excitement, Adam's offer touched her on an elemental level, making her heartrate increase, her mouth to dry out and her breath to come in short pants. Adam must have interpreted her look correctly, as he said “Then I shall tech you Allison.”

Allison saw him take a deep breath and a faint hesitation; she knew that he was experincing some of the faint regrets about what they were doing that she was, knew that as a moral man he had to be upset that he was taking advantage of her innocense. She was a willing participant however, she knew what she had asked for, wanted it more with each moment that passed and she was determined to get it, consequences aside. She thought that though their relationship would never be the same, it could be even better now.

She listened closely to Adams instructions, but before she began to follow them, she looked up, stared deep into his eyes and said a little fiercely, "No regrets Adam. I want this as badly, if not more than you do, so get used to it! I admire your morals, but you cannot corrupt the corrupted and as an eager participant, thats exactly what I am." Allison knew this wasn't precicely the case, but her mind was opened now, and there was no turning back.

She bent to her lesson then, tilting her head just right, following Adam's hands in her hair and this time, she was able to take him deep into her mouth, swallowing as he taught her when she started to gag anyway which allowed him to seat himself completely, deep in her throat. she looked up at him then, her eyes sparkling with the triumph of her accomplishment, then reluctantly, she drew back, only to plunge down on him again.

 

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Allison’s eyes gleamed with excitement, she looked up, stared deep into his eyes.

"No regrets Adam. I want this as badly, if not more than you do, so get used to it! I admire your morals, but you cannot corrupt the corrupted and as an eager participant, that’s exactly what I am."

There was a fierceness in her soft young voice that reflected her own enflamed passions. What had started as idle youthful curiosity now burst into forbidden lust as the ravishing young beauty parted her sweet moist ripe lips. They “O”ed around Adam’s cock, She let Goodwell’s hands, in her silken mane, guide her and the bends to her lessons eagerly. Tilting her head just right she was able to take him deep into her mouth, swallowing as he taught her. When she started to gag anyway which allowed him to seat himself completely, deep in her throat she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with the triumph of her accomplishment, then reluctantly, she drew back, only to plunge down on him again.

Her auburn head began to bob up and down on Adam’s cock, her moist lips sliding along his cock, her tempo increasing of a blinding crescendo. The stunning young beauty was lost, consumed in dark forbidden pleasure, and her very innocence thrilled Goodwell. He reveled in her surrender, his voice came to her encouraging her, speaking of how she pleased him , of her beauty and he encouraged her to be even bolder to suckle his balls and then return to deep throat him. Adams hand slip from Allison’s hair his fingers tear at the fastening of her walking dress he bears her shoulders and then her firm young breasts pop free of the confines of her bodice her bared breasts are pressed to his rough clothing and her rose bud nipples rub against his trousers. Suddenly Adam’s body stiffens, draws in on it self and before he can warn the stunning young beauty his passion explodes into to her suckling mouth and tight throat.

 

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Allison hadn't set out that day with the intentions of seducing Adam, nor had she intended to be on her knees in his library, but that's the way it had worked out. She revelled in the knowledge that she was bringing him this pleasure, preened under his praise. She grew more confidant as these words rolled over her, making her work even harder to bring him pleasure.

Allison listened as Adam's voice coaxed her to new heights, making her tentatively succkle and lick his balls as her petite hand came up and stroked his cock, to keep it from getting lonely. She was becoming highly aroused by then, wetness creeping from her pussy to stain her thighs and she shifted irritably on her knees, a faint mewling sounding in her throat. She didnt understand what was happening, but the weight of it was almost painful in its intensity.

She was truely enjoying giving him pleasure, but she didn't know where this exciting activity was going to end, she thought perhaps Adam would let her continue until he'd had enough and then call a halt. She truely had no idea of the final climax of the scene and it therefore took her completely by surprise.

Allison felt Adam's cock pulse in her throat, expanding, then retracting violently and she pulled back slightly in mild alarm, which turned out to be a good thing, as his first spurt of cum might have half drowned her. For a fact, there was so much of it anyway, she could have drowned even with the measure taken, but reflexively she swallowed, clearing her mouth for the next burst. She found the taste salty, slightly acidic and yet oddly good. A trickle escaped her mouth and her fingers daintily scooped it up, for further examination as Adam's seed slowly trickled to a halt and he gently indicated she should stop now.

She looked at the bit of moisture on her fingers, her face questioning, "what is this? Why did it come?" she paused and asked in a voice of frustration, "and Why, do I feel so funny?"

 

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A trickle escaped her mouth and her fingers daintily scooped it up, for further examination as Adam's seed slowly trickled to a halt.

She looked at the bit of moisture on her fingers, her face questioning, "what is this? Why did it come?" she paused and asked in a voice of frustration, "and Why, do I feel so funny?"

Adam’s breathing was ragged and came in short gasps, his cock slowly slipping from Alison’s mouth. He could see the questions written plainly on the stunning young beauty’s face, question that Allison had not found voice for. How could he explain that it was his seed the living force of life that would in other circumstances plant the seed of life in her virgin womb. He his fingers gently brushed the stray hairs of silken fire from her face and he gently guided her fingers to her lips.

“Allison it is the physical sign of how you have pleased me so.”

He watched as the tip of her little pink tongue seductively slid across her moist lips.

“Did you enjoy its taste Allison?”

Allison had been so involved with pleasing Adam so caught up in the act that she had not realized that her breasts had been bared. He also noticed the way the ravishing young beauty shifted restlessly from one knee to the other and the sweet fragrance of her arousal filled his nostrils and he longed to sup on the young innocent girl’s sweet dewy nectar.

“Allison would you like me to please you now?”

Adam knew that he could not take this young beauty from here half naked, for the word would quickly spread among the servants and from his house it would soon become common knowledge below stairs and sooner or later reach the ears of Allison’s father.

“Allison if you want me to please you as you have pleased me then I must help you remove your clothing.”

Adam wondered if he had gone too far and if she would no run screaming from the Library yelling rape.

 

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“Allison it is the physical sign of how you have pleased me so.”

Allison slid her tongue over her lips as she eyes Adams offering still on her fingers. she nodded in response to his question of whether she liked its taste, a slow smile appearing on her face as she seemed to come to the determination she wanted to prove how much. Slowly she lifted her hand to her mouth and her tongue darted out to collect the last traces.

It was only then that she realised what a state her clothes were in, the fact her pink nipples stood bared to the air, their tips hardened with more than just cool air. Automaticly, her hands rose as if to cover them, but then Allison squared her chin and dropped her hands to her sides. If she had seen Adam's prick, the least she could do was let him see her bosoms. Besides, they were very nice looking, and she thought he would appreciate their view.

“Allison would you like me to please you now?...

Allison stared up at him, wondering what he meant...she had been pleased to do something for him, how would he be able to please her?

“Allison if you want me to please you as you have pleased me then I must help you remove your clothing.”

Understanding came, and with it a rush of new desire. She didnt care about their ages, the fact that old friends probably shouldnt do this or anything else. She wanted this man, wanted him in ways that she barely understood the concept of, but she was a truely dedicated pupil-eager for the new experiences and even more for what he could teach her

Shakily, she stood on legs that would hardly support her, and stared into Adam's eyes her voice may have squeaked when she spoke, betraying a hint of nerves, her eyes held firm conviction. "Then help me, for to be pleased by you, wouild be most pleasant." She giggled slightly at the formal tone she had taken as she took one step forward, bringing herself into easy reach.

 

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Shakily, she stood on legs that would hardly support her, and stared into Adam's eyes her voice may have squeaked when she spoke, betraying a hint of nerves, her eyes held firm conviction.

"Then help me, for to be pleased by you, would be most pleasant." She giggled slightly at the formal tone she had taken as she took one step forward, bringing herself into easy reach.

Adam had watched as Allison had seductively licked her finger tips savoring the last of his offering and then the girlish blush as this ravishing young teenaged beauty realized that she was now naked nearly to the waist. Her firm young bosom bared to Adam’s hungering eyes. Shyly Allison’s hands covered her breasts then slowly deliberately she dropped her hands. She was the most beautiful creature that Goodwell had ever seen. Her body was stunning her breasts had no need of the support of her corset. Her nipples succulent rose buds that he longed to suckle they stood out taunt and proud from her dusky pink areolas, her delicate hands now rested on Adam’s shoulders and Allison clear blue eyes where smoldering with her arousal. Adam’s mouth was just a breath away from those twin points of perfection. His hands rested on her waist and he dipped his head so his mouth could savor them. Adam’s breath washed hot and moist across Allison’s nipples, the tip of his tongue circled the teenaged beauty’s areolas then Adams lips parted as he breathed in a taunt rose bud nipple and rolled it along the ridged roof of his mouth and gently suckled it.

 

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Allison shivered with delight as Adam's breath touched her bare breast, her nipples tightened further, swelling as more blood rushed to the sensitive areas. She gasped as his tongue touched her for the first time in a place other than her mouth, the sensation so delightful, yet foreign she didnt know what to make of it.

Her fingers tightened on Adams shoulders as she shuddered, then crept to lace at the back of his neck as she strove to pull him closer to her body. The slow suckling of his mouth wrenched a soft cry of pleasure from the very pit of her stomach, the roll of sensitive flesh across the roof of his mouth almost undid her.

Instinctively, Allison rose on her toes and pulled Adam's mouth closer to her body, unconcious signals that desperately indicated she wanted more. Adam obliged, but it wasn't until his mouth moved to her other breast that she lost control of her legs. Weakness took over and she needed to sit, but she couldnt give up this new pleasure, so she compromised.

Whispering, "Wait..." Allison took one step forward and lifted her skirt to a level that would have been truely scandalous in any other place. With the material clutched in her hand above her knees, Allison took a step forward and took a seat on Adams lap and pulled his head back toward her as she leaned back and gasped with excitement, "Please!"