VOLUME IV.

CONTENTSJane—Ann—Mrs. Nichols—The Benson, the Egerton, and the Count—Ann,
the Nichols, and MacCallum—Aunt, Uncle, Harry, the Frankland and the
De Grandvits—Carl—The Count—The FranklandI concluded my last volume by saying that I had taken lodgings in
Norfolk Street, Strand, for the convenience of being near King’s
College. It was at the house of a Mrs. Nichols, tall, powerfully built,
masculine, but a kind and motherly looking widow of fifty-two—an
attentive and bustling landlady, looking herself to the better cooking,
and having a plain cook, who was also a general servant, to help her
downstairs, and two nieces to do the waiting and attendance on her
lodgers upstairs. The younger was there alone when I entered the
lodgings; her elder sister had had what they called a “misfortune,” and
was then in the country until she could be unburthened of it. She was
expected back in about six weeks. Meanwhile, as the winter was not the
season, I was the only lodger, and the younger had only me to attend
to; her name was Jane; she was but a little thing, but very well made,
good bubbies and bottom, which I soon discovered were firm and hard,
projecting fully on both sides. She was fairly good looking, but with a
singular innocent manner of freedom about her that made me imagine she
had as yet had no chance of a “misfortune.” In a week we became
intimate, and after often praising her pretty face and figure, I
snatched a kiss now and then, which at first she resented with an
attractive yet innocent sort of sauciness. It was in her struggles on
these occasions that I became aware of the firm and hard bosom and
bottom.Up to this time my flirtations were without ulterior object, but the
reality of the attractions of these hidden charms raised my lustful
passions. I gradually increased my flatteries and caresses, squeezed
her bubbies, when I sometimes drew her on my knee and was kissing her,
and as at first she resisted my drawing her to my knee, I took occasion
to lay hold of her buttocks, which I found more developed than I could
have supposed. Gradually her resistance to these little liberties
ceased and she would quietly sit on my knee and return the kiss I gave.
Her dress was a little open in front, so from feeling her bubbies
outside, I gradually got to feeling their naked beauties inside. I now
thought I could attempt greater familiarities, so one day when seated
on my knee with one arm round her waist, I pressed her to my lips, and
while so engaged, whipt my free arm up her petticoats, and before she
had become aware of the movement, had got my hand upon her mount, a
very nicely haired one. She started up to a standing position, but as I
held her close clasped round the waist she could not get away, and her
new position enabled me the easier to get my hand between her thighs
and thus to feel her charming pouting little cunt. I began attempting
to frig her clitoris, but stooping she drew her cunt away, and looking
at me with a droll innocent expression of alarm, and with a perfect
unconsciousness of the import of her words, cried,—“Oh! take care
what you are at. You don’t know how a lodger this last summer suffered
for seizing me in that way and hurting me very much. I screamed out,
aunt came up, and, do you know, he had £50 to pay for his impudence.”I could not but smile at the extraordinary innocence of the girl.“But I do not hurt you, dear Jane,” said I, “and don’t mean to do so.”“That was what he said, but he went on in a most horrible way, and not
only hurt me very much, but made me bleed.”“It would not be with his hand, you see I only gently press this soft
hairy little thing. I am sure that don’t hurt you.”“Oh, no! if that was all I should not mind it, it was when he pushed me
on the sofa, and pressed upon me, that he hurt me terribly, and you
must take care what you are about, or you, too, will have to pay £50.”There was a curious air of innocence in all this; it was evident to me
the fellow had got into her, and broken her hymen with violence, and
then her screams had prevented his finishing his work. Her manner
convinced me that she was really not aware of the consequences, or
rather had not as yet really had her sexual passions aroused.“Well, my dear Jane, I neither intend to hurt you or make myself liable
to pay £50, but you will not refuse me the pleasure of feeling this
nice little hairy nest, you see how gentle I am.”“Well, if you will do me no more hurt than that I shan’t refuse you,
because you are a nice kind young gentleman, and very different from
the other rough fellow, who never chattered with me and made me laugh
as you do—but you must not push your fingers up there, it was
something he pushed up there that hurt me so.”I withdrew my finger, and as, at my request, she had opened her thighs
a little, I felt and caressed her very nice little cunt, and with a
finger pressed externally above her clitoris, I could see that she
flushed and shivered on feeling me there. However, I did no more than
gently press and feel all her hairy mount and fat pouting cunt; she
said I must let her go, or her aunt would be coming up.The first step was now gained. Gradually I progressed further and
further; felt her charming bare arse as she stood before me, got her to
let me see the beautiful curls she had got on her cunt, then came to
kissing it, until at last she opened her thighs and let me tongue it,
to her most exquisite delight. I made her spend for the first time in
her life, and soon she came to me for it. I had gradually introduced a
finger up her cunt while licking her clitoris and exciting her so much
that she was unconscious of my doing it; then two fingers, and after
she had spent deliriously, I made them perform an imitation of a throb,
which made her jump and ask what I was doing. I asked if she did not
feel that my fingers were inside of her sweet Fanny.“You don’t say so. It was there I was so hurt.”“But I do not hurt you, dear Jane?”“Oh, dear no, it makes me feel queer, but it is very nice.”“Well, now you know that I have two fingers inside, I will use my
tongue again against your charming little clitoris, and work the
fingers in and out.”I did so, and she soon spent in an agony of delight, pressing my head
down hard on her cunt, and crying—“Oh! oh! it is too great a
pleasure!” and then died off, half insensible. Another time I repeated
this she told me not to forget to use my fingers. Having made her spend
twice I took her on my knee, and told her that I possessed an
instrument that would give her far more pleasure than tongue or finger.“Indeed?” said she, “where is it? I should so like to see it.”“You won’t tell.”“Oh, no!”So pulling out my stiff-standing prick, she stared in amazement. She
had really never seen a prick, although it was evidently a prick that
had deflowered her, for with my fingers I had explored her cunt, and
found no hymen there. I put her hand upon it, she involuntarily grasped
it firmly.“This enormous thing could never get into my body, look, it is thicker
than all your fingers put together, and only two fingers feel so tight.”“Yes, darling, but this dear little thing stretches, and was made to
receive this big thing.”I was exciting her clitoris with my finger, she grew evidently
lasciviously inclined, so saying, “Just let me try, and if it hurts you
I will stop; you know I am always gentle with you.”“So you are, my dear fellow, but take care not to hurt me.” She lay
down on the bed, as I desired, with feet up and knees laid open. I spat
on my prick, and wetted the knob and upper shaft well, then bringing it
to her cunt, well moistened by my saliva in gamahuching her, I held
open the lips with the fingers of my left hand, and half buried its
knob before getting to the real entrance.“Don’t flinch, dearest, I shall not hurt.” And I got it well over the
knob, and buried it one inch further.“Stop!” she cried, “it seems as if it would burst me open, it so
stretches me.”“But it does not hurt you, dearest?” I had immediately stopped before
asking the question.“No not exactly, but I feel as if something was in my throat.”“Rest a little, and that will go off.” I slipped a finger down on her
clitoris, and as I frigged it she grew more and more excited, giving
delicious cunt pressures on my prick, it gradually made its way by the
gentle pushing I continued to make without other movements. It was more
than half in when she spent, this not only lubricated the interior, but
the inner muscles relaxing, a gentle shove forward housed it to the
hilt, and then I lay quiet until she recovered from the half fainting
state her last discharge had produced; soon the increased pressures of
the inner folds showed that her passions were awakening afresh. She
opened her eyes and, looking lovingly, said I had given her great
pleasure, but she felt as if something enormous was stretching her
inside to the utmost. Had I got it all in?“Yes, dearest, and now it will be able to give you greater pleasure
than before.” I began a slow withdrawal and return, frigging her
clitoris at the same time, for I was standing between her legs. She
soon grew wild with excitement, nature prompting her, her arse rose and
fell almost as well as if she was mistress of the art. The novel
combination of prick and finger quickly brought on the ecstatic crisis.
I, too, was wild with lust, and we spent together, ending in an
annihilation of all our senses by the extreme ecstasy of the final
overpowering crisis. We lay panting for some time in all the
after-joys. Dear Jane begged me to give her some water, as she felt
quite faint. I withdrew, still almost in a standing state, got her some
water, helped her up, seated her on the sofa and kissed her lovingly as
I thanked her for the exquisite joy she had given me. She threw her
arms round my neck, and with tears in her eyes told me I had taught her
the joys of heaven, and she should always love me, and I must always
love her, for now she could not live without me. I kissed and dried her
eyes, and told her we should in future enjoy it even more when she got
accustomed to it.“Let me see the dear thing that gave me such pleasure.”I pulled it out, but it was no longer at the stand; and this surprised
her. I explained the necessity of its being so, but said she would
quickly see it rise and swell to the former size if she continued to
handle it so nicely. It rose almost before I could say as much. She
fondled it, and even stooped and kissed its ruby head. We should
quickly have got to another bout of fucking if the ringing of the call
bell had not brought us to a sense of its imprudence; so after
arranging her hair and dress, she hastily descended with some of the
breakfast things.Of course, so good a beginning led to constant renewals and Jane
quickly became extremely amorous, and under my instruction a first-rate
fucker.As all my dear friends were not in London, I was fortunate in having
such a bonne bouche to comfort me. My sisters passed every Sunday
with me, and both got some good fucking out of me in every way, without
raising any suspicions in the house.bonne boucheA month after I had taken up my residence at Mrs. Nichols’s, Jane’s
sister arrived. She was a much finer woman than Jane, broad shouldered,
wide-spread bosom, which, in after-days, I found had not suffered by
her “misfortune,” but then she had not suckled it. Her hips were widely
projected, and she was grand and magnificent in her arse. Naturally of
a very hot temperament, when once she had tasted the magnificent weapon
I was possessed of, she grew most lasciviously lustful, and was one of
the best fuckers I ever met with. Her power of nip almost equalled by
beloved aunt’s. Jane was fair, Ann was dark, with black locks and black
hairy cunt—a very long cunt, with a small tight hole in it, and above
it a wide-spread projecting mount, splendidly furnished with hair. Her
clitoris was hard and thick, but with little projection. She also
became madly fond of arse-fucking, and particularly liked me to spend
therein. This was partly to prevent any consequences leading to a
second “misfortune.”On her first arrival Jane was much afraid she would discover our
connection and we took every precaution, although I, in my heart,
wished this might occur, for as she occasionally waited on me, I grew
lecherous upon one whose charms, even covered, excited me greatly. I
always flattered and praised her magnificence of figure whenever she
came alone to me, but as Jane generally was running in and out, I did
not attempt further action. One morning I overheard Mrs. Nichols tell
Jane to put on her bonnet and go to Oxford Street on some errand; I
knew thus that Ann would attend on me, and there would be no chance of
interruption from Jane, so I determined to come at once to the point.
We had become on friendly, chatty terms, and when she had laid
breakfast I asked her to help me on with my coat, which done, I thanked
her and with one arm round her waist drew her to me and kissed her.
“Hallo!” said she, “that is something new,” but did not attempt to
withdraw, so giving her another kiss, I told her what a glorious woman
she was, and how she excited me—just see. I held one of her hands, and
before she was aware, placed it on my huge prick, that bulged out of my
trousers as if it would burst its way through.She could not help squeezing it, while she cried—“Goodness, gracious!
what an enormous thing you have got!”Her face flushed, her eyes sparkled with the fire of lust that stirred
her whole soul. She tried to grasp it.“Stop,” said I, “and I will put it in its natural state into your hand.”So pulling it out, she seized it at once, and most lasciviously gazed
upon it, pressing it gently. She evidently was growing lewder and
lewder, so I at once proposed to fuck her, and thinking it best to be
frank, and put her at her ease, I told her that I knew she had had a
“misfortune,” but if she would let me fuck her I should be on honour to
withdraw before spending, and thus avoid all chance of putting her
belly up.She had become so randy that she felt, as she afterwards told me, she
could not refuse so splendid a prick of a size she had often dreamt of,
and longed for.“Can I trust you?” said she.“Safely, my dear.”“Then you may have me—let me embrace that dear object.”Stooping, she kissed it most voluptuously, shivering at the same time
in the ecstasy of a spend produced by the mere sight and touch. She
gave one or two “oh’s,” and drawing me to the bed by my prick, threw
herself back, pulling her petticoats up at the same time. Then I beheld
her splendid cunt in all its magnificence of size and hairiness. I sank
on my knees and glued my lips to the oozing entrance, for she was one
who spent most profusely, her cunt had the true delicious odour, and
her spunk was thick and glutinous for a woman.I tongued her clitoris, driving her voluptuously wild. So she cried—“Oh! do put that glorious prick into me, but remember your promise.”I brought it up to that wide-spread, large-lipped, and immense cunt. I
fully expected that big as I was I should slip in over head and
shoulders with the greatest ease. So you may imagine my surprise to
find the tightest and smallest of entrances to the inner vagina I
almost ever met with, it was really with greater difficulty I effected
an entrance than I had with her little sister, whose cunt presented no
such voluptuous grandeur. It was as tight a fit as Ellen’s was to me on
our first coition. Tight as it was, it gave her nothing but the most
exquisite pleasure, she was thoroughly up to her work, and was really
one of the most voluptuous and lascivious fuckers I have ever met with,
excellent as my experience has been. I made her, with fucking and
frigging, spend six times before I suddenly withdrew my prick, and
pressing its shaft against her wet lips, and my own belly, spent
deliciously outside. Shortly after it rose again, and this time after
making her spend as often as before, for she was most voluptuously
lustful, when I withdrew, she suddenly got from under me, and seizing
its shaft with one hand, stooped and took its knob between her lips,
and quickly made me pour a flood of sperm into her mouth, which she
eagerly swallowed and sucked on to my great delight.We should have had a third bout but for the necessity of her going down
to her aunt.I breakfasted, then rang to take away. Again we had a delicious fuck,
and a third when she came to make the bed and empty the slops. This
third time I begged her to kneel on the sofa, and let me see her
gloriously grand arse, and when I had to retire I would show her a way
that would continue both our pleasure. So after fucking her from
behind, and making her spend far oftener than me, I withdrew, and
pushing it up between the lips over the clitoris, with my hand round
her waist, I pressed it tightly against her cunt and clitoris, and
continued to wriggle my arse, made her spend again as I poured a flood
all up over her belly. She declared it was almost as good as if inside.After this very shortly I proposed to push its nose into her
bottom-hole, and just spend within.With reluctance at first, it ended in her not only liking the point
there, but deliciously enjoying my whole prick within, and eventually
it was always the receptacle of a first discharge induced by fucking,
and a second fuck completely carried on in that more secret altar of
lust. She became a first-rate enculeuse.enculeuseIt soon happened that both sisters knew of the other enjoying me, and
it ended in their slipping down from their attic, where both slept in
the same bed, to my room, and we had most delicious fucking and double
gamahuching.Ann was by far the finest and the most lascivious fuck, but little Jane
had a certain charm of youth and also of freshness, which got her a
fair share of my favours.We carried this on for several weeks until use made us careless and
noisy.The aunt, when no lodgers occupied the room, slept overhead, and,
probably being sleepless one morning, when it was early daylight, heard
our voices, came down and surprised me in the very act of fucking Ann
and gamahuching Jane, who stood above her and presented her cunt to my
lecherous tongue. A loud exclamation from their aunt roused us up at
once.“Get to bed, you dreadful hussies.”They fled without a moment’s hesitation.Mrs. Nichols then began to remonstrate with me on the infamy of my
conduct. I approached the door apparently to get my shirt, for I was
stark naked, but in fact to shut and lock my door, and then to turn on
Mrs. Nichols, who apparently had quite forgotten she had only her short
shift on, which not only allowed the full display of very fine, firm,
and ample bubbies, but not falling below the middle of her thighs,
showed remarkably well made legs and small knees, with the swelling of
immense thighs just indicated.My stiff-standing prick in full vigour, and if anything, still more
stimulated by the unexpected beauties shown by Mrs. Nichols, I turned
upon her and seizing her round the waist from behind, pushed her
forward, and before she could recover herself I had hauled up her
“cutty sark,” seen a most magnificent arse, and into her cunt—not
without somewhat painful violence, before she could recover from the
surprise of the attack.She screamed out murder, but there was no one who could hear but the
girls, and they knew better than to interrupt me. I kept fucking away
in spite of cries, and passing an arm round her body, with my finger I
got to her clitoris, which sprang out into considerable proportions. My
big prick and the frigging of her clitoris produced their natural
result. In spite of herself she grew full of lust. I felt her cunt
pressures, and knew how her passions were rising. Speedily, in place of
resisting, she began to cry, “Oh, oh,” and breathe hard, and then most
gloriously wriggled her splendid arse, and as I spent she too was taken
in the delicious ecstasy of the final crisis. She lay throbbing on my
delighted prick until it stood as stiff as before. I began a slow
movement, she made no resistance, except crying out, “Oh! dear, oh!
dear,” as if in spite of regrets, she could not help enjoying it;
indeed, at last she said—“Oh! what a man you are, Mr. Roberts; it is very wrong of you to do
this, but I cannot resist enjoying it myself. It is years since I did
such a thing, but as you have done it, it makes me wish you should do
it again. Let us change position.”“Very well, but you must throw off this tiresome chemise, or I won’t
withdraw.”As her lust was so excited, she made no objection, so withdrawing we
stood up; she drew her shift over her head, and displayed a far more
splendid form, with an exquisitely fair and dimpled skin, than I could
have thought possible.“My dear Mrs. Nichols, what a fine perfect form you have got, let me
embrace you in my arms.”She was nothing loath, flattered by my praise. She laid hold of my cock
with one hand, and closely clasped me with the other arm, while I threw
an arm and hand round on her truly magnificent arse, and with my other
hand pressed on a wonderful pair of bubbies as hard and firm as any
maid of eighteen. Our mouths met in a loving kiss, our tongues
exchanged endearments. She said—“You have made me very wicked, let me have this enormous and dear
fellow again.”I said I must first gaze on all her beauties, especially on her
gorgeous and enormous bottom. She turned herself round in every way,
delighted to find that I so ardently admired her.She then lay down on her back, and spread wide her legs, and called to
me to mount and put it in.“First I must kiss this beautiful cunt, and suck this superb clitoris.”Her mount was covered with closely curled brown silky locks; her cunt
was large with grand thick lips and well-haired sides. Her clitoris
stood out quite three inches, red and stiff. I took it in my mouth,
sucked it, and frigged her cunt with two fingers, which went in with
the greatest ease, but were nipped tightly the moment the entrance was
gained, and I frigged and sucked until she spent madly with absolute
screams of delight. I continued to suck and excite her, which quickly
made her cry out—“Oh, darling boy, come and shove your glorious prick into my longing
cunt.”I sprang up and buried him until our two hairs were crushed between us.
She held me tight for a minute without moving, then went off like a
wild Bacchante, and uttered voluptuous bawdy expressions.Bacchante“Shove your delicious prick further and harder. Oh, you are killing me
with delight.”She was a perfect mistress of the art, gave me exquisite pleasure, and,
I may add, proved afterwards a woman of infinite variety, and became
one of my most devoted admirers. Our intrigue continued for years,
while her age, as is the case with good wine, only appeared to improve
her. Her husband was not a bad fucker, but having only a small prick,
had never stimulated her lust as my big splitter had done.We had on this first occasion three other good fucks, which she seemed
to enjoy more and more.As I had previously fucked the girls pretty well, my prick at last
refused to rise and perform. We had to stop fucking, but I gamahuched
her once more after again posing her, and admiring her really
wonderfully well made and well-preserved body. She had a good suck at
my cock, without bringing him up again.At last we separated, but not before she made a promise that she would
sleep with me that night, and a glorious night we had. I had the more
difficult task of reconciling her to my having her nieces. I used to
have them one night, and sleep with her the next.Ann, as I have said, was one of the lewdest and most lascivious women I
had ever known. I had told them of the beauty of their aunt’s whole
person, and of her wonderful clitoris, and how she liked me to
gamahuche it. This awakened the tribadic passions of Ann to gamahuche
her aunt.I, at last, persuaded her to let Ann join us, and both were afterwards
extremely glad I had done so, for both were thorough tribades, and
lasciviously enjoyed each other, while being fucked by me in turns.
Mrs. Nichols too, once she got used to arse-fucking, delighted in it,
and we had the wildest orgies together.Meanwhile, my very dear friend MacCallum had returned to town. He lived
in the outskirts, but had taken a small set of chambers at Lyon’s Inn,
a sitting room and bedroom, where he had a complete library of bawdy
books and pictures to excite to new efforts passions palled with
excess. It was here I took my sisters, and every Sunday we four,
stripped to the buff, indulged in every excess the wildest lust could
prompt.At Christmas, uncle, aunt, the Dales, and Ellen all came to town, and
taking the same rooms with others that uncle and Mrs. Dale and her son
had formerly down in Norfolk Street, we had the most glorious orgies.I confessed that I had debauched my sisters during the weary months I
had been left alone with them, and advised their initiation into our
society. Uncle greedily snatched at the idea, so did aunt and Harry
Dale, but his mother and Ellen rather discouraged it. However, the
majority had it, and aunt went to the school, and took them away for
the holidays. I had instructed them to keep up the idea of a late
initiation by me, and how much they liked it when done, carefully
avoiding the least reference to former freedoms.They afforded a very effective aid to the wild variety of our orgies.
Uncle especially affected them, and was never tired of fucking, sucking
or gamahuching their splendid charms. Aunt, whose lech was for fresh
young women, was unbounded in her admiration and tribadic use of their
bodies.I made a confident of Harry Dale about our re-unions at MacCallum’s,
and, with the latter’s leave, introduced him to our orgies in the Inn.MacCallum took greatly to the fine tight arse of young Dale. He also
wished to have Ellen introduced. I took occasion to break the matter to
her, and in the end she made a delicious addition to those private
orgies. In March Mrs. Benson, Mrs. Egerton, and husbands came up to
town.I had written to the Benson, and got a note from her the moment she
arrived. I called immediately, and finding her alone, her husband
having gone to the city, was received with delight. After flying into
each other’s arms, nature was too fierce for any amorous preliminaries.
A sofa received our ardent bodies, and before one could think, legs
were opened, cunt invaded, and a most rapid fuck, too rapid for luxury,
was run off. Then while recovering from our first delirium of pleasure,
we had time for a few words of mutual praise and admiration of
improvements in both; but it was not until I had fucked her four times,
and made her spend at least twice as often, that we found time to enter
into close converse upon past events.I had known by letter of the intrigue with the Count, Mrs. Egerton, and
herself, and now heard, from her own mouth, more exciting details. She
told me how Mrs. Egerton was eager to possess my unusually great prick,
adding—“By the way, she must be alone at this hour. Come along, we may have
some fun today.”I had not seen Mrs. Egerton for many years, in fact, for long before I
had fucked Mrs. Benson. We went. Her reception was all I could wish.Mrs. Benson told us to lose no time, but to run off at least an
introductory embrace when the field was so clear. Mrs. Egerton made no
objection; the Benson acted mistress of the ceremonies, pulled out my
prick and lifted the Egerton’s petticoats, turning both sides to view,
and making the Egerton handle and admire the nobleness of my prick,
then telling her to kneel and present her fat arse to my lustful gaze,
guided my longing prick into her really delicious cunt; and a most
excellent fuck we had, which, as Mrs. Benson said, would put us at our
ease in an interview she had planned for next day, in which the Count
was to join us, and telling me I should have to show my mettle to rival
the Count.We met next day at a quiet house in Percy Street, Tottenham Court Road.
The ladies had gone to the Soho Bazaar, leaving their carriage in Soho
Square, going out by another entrance in a back street, and driving up
in a cab to us in Percy Street.
At an evening call I had made, to be introduced to Mr. Egerton, I had
met and been introduced to the Count. We had walked home as far as his
apartments, in Berners Street, and arranged to meet in Percy Street,
before the arrival of our beautiful and dear friends. Thus we were
impatiently awaiting their coming when they arrived.It is needless to say no sooner had they entered, and the mere embrace
and kiss of welcome been given, than they retired to another room,
opening into the one where we were, to take off all encumbrances to
the wildest lust, while we, too, disencumbered ourselves of all our
clothes. We were quicker than they were, and the Count was in the act
of handling and admiring the grandeur of my prick when the two
beautiful creatures entered in nature’s only robe, and well might we
exclaim—“Woman, when unadorned is adorned the most,” for two more beautiful
women or more perfectly lovely in shape could hardly be seen. Women,
too, as voluptuous and lascivious in their passions as any of their sex
could be, and it was now our delight to enjoy and satisfy their ardent
lust by fucking them in every way, as well as for the first time giving
them the joy of having two real pricks in them at once. The charming
Benson, as my original initiator in love’s mysteries, claimed my first
embrace, the Count fucking Mrs. Egerton. We were so placed that each
could see the other, and thus enjoy the excitement of the scene. The
dear creatures spent thrice to our once.Then the Egerton claimed me while the Count refilled the cunt I had
just quitted.Again we made them spend thrice to our once. They preferred these
preliminary encounters to the more lascivious excesses we were about to
enter upon as exciting and preparing their passions for more voluptuous
embraces.Both the dear creatures loved a prick in culo from time to time, but
as yet they had not had the opportunity of having a prick in each
aperture at once.in culoThe Egerton, to whom my prick was as yet a novelty, said she must have
it in her cunt while the Count planted his lesser but very fine prick
in her arse.The Count’s prick was quite as long, or nearly so, as mine, and even
thicker close to the roots, but tapered up to a small pointed knob, so
that for the enculage he had greater facility, than my huge-knobbed
affair, whose head was as thick as any part of it. This difference of
formation made the dear creatures both prefer my prick in front while
the Count attacked them in the rear. They generally each got two, with
me below and the Count above. But, although it was at first somewhat
painful when my huge prick took the rearward side with the Count in
front, they soon got accustomed to it, although invariably beginning,
after our preliminary fucking, with the Count first in culo.enculagein culoThe Egerton, as I said before, made her first trial of two pricks
fucking her at once, by having me below her. I had laid down on my
back, she straddled over me, the Benson claimed the place of
conductress to the instruments of pleasure, and, first giving a suck to
my prick, she guided it into the delicious cunt of her friend, who sank
down upon my stiff-standing prick, deliciously impaling herself
thereon, and went off in a voluptuous discharge on feeling its huge
head engulphed to the utmost; she rose and fell upon it in an upright
position, until she had spent a second time, and had brought up her
passion to the wildest rage of lust, then falling into my longing arms,
she called out to the Count to shove his prick at once into her arse.The Benson had, meanwhile, sucked and moistened the Count’s fine prick,
making him as eager as the Egerton to be into her beautiful arsehole.
The Benson conducted it to the divine entrance of that rapture-giving
receptacle, which he entered at first with little difficulty, but as
the thickening of his prick by its further entrance began to stretch
the tender folds between our two pricks, the Egerton cried out for a
momentary pause, as it was producing the strange sensation that one
prick alone produces in the earlier stage of sodomitic embraces.The Benson came to her aid by desiring the Count to withdraw about half
the distance he had gained and having whipt up some warm soapsuds she
well wetted his lower shaft and then he more easily recovered lost
ground, and gained a complete lodgement within the tremendously
stretched affair, for as I have said, the lower part of his shaft was
thicker than I could grasp.The Egerton felt as if the two apertures were about to be torn into
one, and cried out for a few minutes’ cessation.We both lay still, beyond the involuntary throbbing of our pricks,
pressed as they were against each other, for the at-all-times-thin
membrane dividing cunt from arsehole was now stretched to the fineness
of gold leaf, and to our sensations did not appear to exist at all.These double throbbings soon stirred up all the wild lubricity of the
Egerton’s nature, first showing itself in the responsive inward
pressures of the delicate widely stretched folds of both receptacles,
then increasing in fiery lust, she cried out for us to begin gently our
first movements. We drew in and out in unison together, at first
slowly, but the Egerton finding that we were producing the most
excessive delight to her double-gorged receptacles, cried out—“Oh! oh! It is heavenly; fuck faster, you angelic fuckers. I—Oh!
faster, faster. Oh! oh! it is too much.”She spent in such an agony of ecstasy as to faint clean away.We were not aware of this, not having ourselves spent as we had only
paused to let her enjoy her most heavenly discharge to the utmost.
Then, first with throbs, and then with in and outward movements, we
soon recovered her from her trance of excessive joy. Her passions were
more violently stirred than before. She wriggled her arse convulsively
sideways, she raved in the grossest bawdy terms, and so excited us that
we all three came to the final crisis in wild cries of the grossest
lust, and died away in an agony of bliss, so overpowering that we lay,
almost insensible, soaking in the sacred vases in which were compressed
our well-satisfied pricks. Meanwhile the Benson, wildly excited by the
scene enacted below her eyes, sought relief by kneeling beyond my head,
for we always fucked on the floor with mattresses spread widely around;
she then backed her splendid arse over my head, and brought her cunt to
my mouth, and I had gamahuched her continuously until my own delicious
spending annihilated all power of movement for the time being.The Egerton, in the agony of her pleasure at the moment of the last
spend, had fastened her teeth on the glorious arse of the Benson before
her, and bit so hard as actually to draw blood and make the Benson
spring forward with a sudden start and cry. But we were all too lost in
the ecstatic joys to even hear the cry of pain she uttered.At last the Egerton gave signs of returning life. The Benson had risen
and was eager for her turn, but Mrs. Egerton implored that she might
have once again a taste of these more than heavenly joys while both
pricks were still engulfed within her and thus avoid the pain of
entrance.This was so reasonable that the Benson yielded with a good grace.The Count, to indemnify her, begged her to stride over our two bodies,
so as to bring her delicious cunt to his mouth, which, as he was
kneeling, was just at the proper level; so he gamahuched, and embracing
her splendid arse, postillioned her at the same time; thus we were a
chain of delight.This bout was drawn out to great length.The Egerton must have spent half-a-dozen times, and when we both at
last jammed our pricks up in the ferocity of lust, making all three
give down life’s essence in an almost killing ecstasy, she really
fainted quite away, and so alarmed us that we withdrew to use such
remedies as were at hand to bring her to; even then she was quite
hysterical. We laid her in the bed; she was relieved by a copious flood
of tears, which she assured us were those of joy at the exquisite and
overpowering delights we had conferred upon her. She begged us now to
gratify the Benson with the same ecstatic joys we had bestowed upon
her, and she would be a quiet, and delighted spectator of our doings.It was now my own loved Mrs. Benson’s turn to experience the
inexpressible delights of the double junction. From her love of my
splendid splitter, of which she had taken the first sweets, and which
had been initiated in her deliciously adulterous cunt into the divine
mysteries of love, and the still more sacred and secret joys of the
second altar dedicated to the worship of Priapean unutterably sensual
raptures; from this circumstance and the constant use of the rear
receptacle practised by her husband, whose prick was a very fine one,
the initiation into the double jouissance was less nervously effected
than with the less used arsehole of the more delicate Egerton, but at
the same time two such pricks operating at once made her wince a little
before we were fairly engulphed to the cods, the banging together of
which in their close proximity added greatly to the stimulating of our
lust.double jouissanceThe sweet Benson lent herself most readily to the work, and seconded us
by her art in wriggling her arse and the delicious cunt and sphincter
pressures; enjoying herself at once and more rapidly than the Egerton,
she got four delicious discharges before our somewhat more sluggish
senses would allow us to come to the grand final crisis, which seemed
to stimulate the divine Benson to a point of raving lust, which showed
itself in cries of the grossest bawdy; shouting to us to shove our
pricks in further and faster, calling us all the loudest blackguard
names she could put her tongue to—absolutely roaring as the final
discharge seized her in the very same instant that we poured floods of
sperm into both interiors, she then sank, annihilated by the excess of
the voluptuous delights conferred upon her, but lay throbbing and
pulsating in all the after-joys of the utmost venereal satisfaction. We
lay long in this delicious inanition of such voluptuous excesses.The darling Benson exercised her delicious “nippers” in both orifices,
which soon had their expected effect, and shortly the flesh gave
symptoms of its “resurrection” to mundane joys, after having passed
through the heavenly delights of Paradise, truly rising from the most
delicious graves in which they were lying so exquisitely buried. Like
her lovely predecessor she was eager for more, and if it were possible
our second course was superior to the first, at all events it was
longer drawn out, for the previous draughts on our slackening
appendages made the further delivery an effort requiring longer
pumping, and thus swelled the amount of pleasure by lengthening the
process before arriving at the grand final crisis.The Benson, much more ungovernable in her passion than we were, must
have spent six or seven times in our last effort, and died away in, if
anything, greater abandon than in our first course, and eventually sank
completely overcome by the entire satisfaction of her raging lust for
the time being. We, too, both wanted a respite, so we all rose.The two dear creatures when once on their legs found instant necessity
to evacuate their rear receptacles of the double cargo taken in, and
disappeared for a few minutes.We all purified ourselves and well laved everything with ice cold water
to reanimate them the sooner. We then sat down to a stimulating
refreshment, in which we at least all drank a bottle of Champagne
apiece, in the midst of delightful and exciting bawdy wit and obscene
stories, in which our darling fouteuses showed a witty proficiency.fouteusesIn half an hour we began to take up our positions. It was my turn to
take them in the rear, but both begged off for that day. The pause for
refreshment had given time to make them feel sore after the great
stretching they had undergone for the first time, so my turn was
delayed for three days, that being the usual delay in their orgies to
prevent suspicion by too frequent absences, but not excluding any
opportunity that might occur for a rack-off in the mean time. So we
only each fucked them once and closed our exquisite orgy for that day;
parting with every expression of fully satisfied desires, and the
warmest kisses and embraces.The Count and I walked to his apartments to refresh ourselves there
with hot tumblers of toddy; whiskey being a great favourite of his,
and, in his opinion, the best restorative after our exhausting efforts
with the two insatiable creatures.He congratulated himself on my accession to these orgies, as being a
great relief to the burden he had had in satisfying both in both ways
when all alone with them.However, the Count was an indefatigable and an unwearied fucker, but
two such insatiable cunts often had tried his powers to the utmost, and
was more than he liked to do at the interview, so he had found whiskey
toddy a remedy at once efficacious and agreeable. I myself with my
private excesses at home was glad to know so pleasant a restorative.
The Count and I became the most intimate and attached friends; through
him I perfected myself in Italian, and not many years after this,
passed some happy months with him in Italy after he had been amnestied,
returned to his country and recovered part of his once large property,
but of that hereafter.I called next day on my adored Benson, who had developed into a
glorious woman, more lovely and lustful than ever.We had but a moment to ourselves, and could not use it for amatory
purposes but as we both had much to relate we agreed to meet at our
house in Percy Street the next day.This house was taken furnished for love purposes only, and merely an
old woman was kept to take care of and arrange matters when we were
gone; it was held in the Count’s name but paid for by the two fair
users of it. They had latch keys each, and the place was kept ready for
everyday use.The dear libidinous Benson avowed that she used it for other lovers
unknown to the Count or the Egerton; paying the old woman liberally,
she had all her own way.We met there the next day, rushing into each other’s arms, and then
assisting in the undressing we had three exquisite fucks, during which
the delighted Benson spent seven times, and then we could have a long
and uninterrupted talk over old times, and my after-doings. I told her
all, and how the Vincent, my elder sister, Miss Frankland, my aunt, and
Mrs. Dale had all thought me an innocent, receiving his first lesson in
their delicious cunts, and how true and wise had been her sage
counsels. She listened in wonder and delight, drew from me descriptive
pictures of our conjunctions and thrice interrupted my narrative to
have a delicious fuck to calm the excitement raised by the lascivious
descriptions of my acts with all those most glorious women. I told her
also of my intrigue at my lodgings with the two sisters and the Count.My description of the latter set her off in raging lust, and produced
another most excellent fuck. But afterwards she told me I must find
other quarters in some place where Mrs. Egerton and she, or either of
them, could call and receive comfort without observation.I told her I was inscribed for chambers in the Inner Temple, which I
had reason to believe I should get in a week or two. This much pleased
her, and it will be seen that I succeeded in getting just such a set as
exactly suited the great object in view, approachable without being
under the observation of others; commodious and agreeable, where all
that the dear Benson wished to be added to our set were brought
together, and the wildest orgies of the most insatiable lust were
carried on.My description of my aunt, of Mrs. Dale, and especially of Miss
Frankland, now Mrs. Nixon, excited all the tribadic passions for which
the dear Benson was so famous.Her clitoris, which was formerly prominent, was more so now, and she
dearly loved to gamahuche her own sex. In that way she took a great
fancy to my sisters, especially Eliza, who had all the same instincts
very decidedly pronounced. So we had the prospect of the most
consummate orgies in near view, and most gloriously in the end we
realised our wildest expectations.In men we were more restricted; the Count would only consent to have
Harry Dale and my uncle in any orgy of which he formed part. He was
nervously timid about his sodomistic tendencies being known to many,
and only yielded on account of the relationship and the closer ties of
Harry Dale and myself, who eventually shared my chambers, and we lived
together, so that perforce he was obliged to put up with his presence.He soon came to delight in having Harry’s prick in his bottom when
fucking others at our orgies. It will thus be seen that the Count’s
timid exclusiveness shut out from these family orgies my dear and
esteemed friend and master MacCallum More. However, in a certain sense,
it was an advantage, as we had at least the pick of the young ones, in
my two sisters and Ellen, who wanted very little persuasion to join our
Lyon’s Inn orgies. And our excellent friend had some of his own set,
both male and female, to meet us either with one, two or all, for we
could not always manage to have the whole of the dear creatures
together. En revanche, dear MacCallum had several youthful ganymedes,
whose tight young bottom-holes were a great solace when cunts were
altogether absent.En revancheWe thus had two distinct and separate sets of orgies, which had all the
natural effect of novelty, and by exciting comparison, making us turn
from one to the other with renewed passions and power of enjoyment.As my sisters could only come on Sundays, that was our exclusive day,
and we made an entire day of it, but I, in the end, persuaded Ann to
join our orgies with MacCallum, and she proved a first-rate addition in
every way.I have already stated that she was of a most libidinous temperament,
and developed into one of the most lascivious and lustful of women one
could possibly find, and as she had rare beauties and splendour of
form, she was made to raise the most raging lust in man or woman, for
she, too, was as fond of tribadic indulgencies as my aunt or the
delicious Frankland. Her position as a servant prevented our
introducing her to Ellen or my sisters. As a matter of worldly prudency
it was best not to trust her with the knowledge of their complying with
all our lustful demands on their charming persons.The Count, myself, and our two charming lovers met on the appointed day
to renew our delicious orgies. After both of us had fucked each dear
creature came the double jouissance.double jouissanceWe took the adorable Benson first, that the scene of our erotic sports
might stir the lust of the darling Egerton to a greater heat. It was my
turn to lay my offering on the secret altar of Priapus, while the Count
filled her cunt with delight.As I have before said, the arsehole of the Benson was much more used
than that of the Egerton, whose husband never dreamt of such a horror,
as she would call it. Mr. Benson, on the contrary, delighted in it, and
seldom passed a night without paying his devoirs to that delicious
aperture. So, although it was but the second time she had indulged in
the double jouissance, yet her lust enabled her to take in with
greater ease my big prick in her arsehole, with the Count’s fine prick
in front, than when our parts were reversed. She revelled in the wild
fury of raging lust, created by the glorious ecstasy of having a prick
in each aperture—screamed with wild cries of heavenly joy, spent
furiously, and eventually died away in an overpowering and
indescribable felicity. She soon recovered her senses, and begged for
another bout before withdrawing. Of course there was immediate
compliance and another more soul-killing encounter was run off with the
usual death-like termination.double jouissanceI had continuously gamahuched the Egerton who straddled over the two
bodies below her, and brought her delicious cunt to my mouth, while my
arms encircled her beautifully formed and cream-like coloured buttocks,
at the same time acting postillion with two fingers to increase her
lustful gratification.We purified ourselves after this, and drank some Champagne, then
standing stiff at the prospect of now possessing the lovely body of the
Egerton, we took up the same position as before, the Count under, in
cunt, the Egerton above, with her deliciously fair arse exposed to my
embraces first, and my big prick afterwards.The adored Benson gave it a suck first, and well wetting the knob,
guided it to the narrow entrance of love’s secret bower. Its head was
soon housed, and although still creating strange feelings, the previous
day’s attack had made the entrance more facile.With little halting we drove on to the first delicious discharge. The
second bout was all divine pleasure, and ever after the delicious
Egerton enjoyed it completely.These delicious orgies with these two lovely women were indulged in on
every third day.I became a favourite with both their husbands, thanks to a kind of
sheepish innocence that I had the power of putting on.At the same time as my education had been well attended to and as I
myself was fond of study, attentive to my college instruction, and
anxious for a knowledge of foreign languages, I had become fairly
proficient in German and Spanish, and well read in French and Italian.
The latter was perfected by the Count’s friendship, as we were much
together and spoke nothing else. Perhaps it was this which led to a
greater friendship for me on the part of Mr. Egerton, who was an
excellent Italian scholar. His wife’s intrigue with the Count had also
perfected her, so that when we all four dined together Italian was the
only language spoken among us.The dear Benson, too, was a perfect mistress of the Count’s tongue, as
well she might, having it so often in her mouth; and as it is a soft
language that lends itself to love and lust, it became ours in all our
orgies.The delicious Frankland, now Mrs. Nixon, returned to town with the
spring. By that time I was established in my chambers in the Inner
Temple, and had them simply furnished, but with every accessory for
love’s combats in couples, or in the wildest orgies. The adorable
Benson inaugurated and dedicated them to the service of holy mother
Venus and her son Cupid, as well as the more lustful Eros.The Egerton and the Count afterwards came to consecrate them to the
worship of Priapus, and we had a most delicious orgy on that sacred
celebration.It was on this occasion that those two wild lustful creatures insisted
on seeing the Count and me in conjunction together. The Benson guided
me into the Count’s bottom, while he was in the bottom of the Egerton,
and the Egerton conducted the Count into my bottom while I was
luxuriating in the delicious arsehole of my adored Benson. It satisfied
a longing desire on their parts to see man with man, and did not
displease either the Count or myself, who, in our secret hearts, had
each wished to possess the other.The Count was a powerful and very hairy man, and had an especially very
full hairy arsehole, which to me was wildly exciting.In that I differed from my dear friend MacCallum, who loved bare-arsed
youths with no hair there, telling me that coarse hairy arsed men
rather disgusted him, and although in his wide sodomitic experience he
had had such, it was with a certain repugnance that went against the
grain.In that I differed from him entirely, the hairier and the coarser a
man’s arsehole was the more it excited me. In that respect the Count
was exactly to my taste. He was very hairy all up the chink of his
arse, and had a very coarse skin and an almost black arsehole, so deep
a brown it was, the very sight of which always drove me mad with lust.He as much loved me from another cause. His great letch was to frig a
fine prick while buggering the possessor, hence, as he had never met
with so fine a one as mine, he was insatiably fond of being into me and
frigging me at the same time.We thus had two points of private attraction, that made us become the
closest of friends, but we did not let any of our dear female
participants know of the mutual joys of which they were not
participants.The superb Frankland, now my guardian’s wife, also came alone to my
chambers, and we had a renewal of all our wildest experiences. She told
me it was such a comfort to her, for although her husband, Mr. Nixon,
was very loving, and did all he could, still it was nothing but
exciting her to long for others, especially for my own huge prick, of
which she never knew but that she had been the first initiator of it
into love’s delicious recess in either sacred grove.So fresh and eager as she was for the fray you may easily imagine the
wild excess we indulged in, sucking, gamahuching, fucking, and
buggering. I cannot tell how often in every way her exciting and
glorious body carried me away to an excess beyond anything I could have
thought myself capable of.When fairly exhausted, and we could uninterruptedly talk over all that
had occurred since I had left my mother’s house, she heard in full
detail, for the first time, all my adventures.I had given her, at the time of her marriage, a hint of how matters had
gone, yet without any details, which now she was voracious to hear. I
told her of my aunt’s and uncle’s apparent seduction of me, nor did I
hide our goings-on with young Dale, and my after-possession of Ellen
and his mother, who was the last to believe herself my seducer, for as
I told the delicious Frankland (I can never bear to call her Nixon), I
had followed her sage advice, and up to the Dale had played off the
innocent game with perfect success; but now that I was a man I threw
all that overboard.“Indeed,” said she, “and who have you been throwing it overboard with.”I laughed at her ready taking of me up, and then went on to a full
confession of all my intrigues.She did not like my having taken up with the two servants, the nieces
of my late landlady, thinking it derogatory in one endowed with a prick
that any lady would be too glad to possess, but she was very much
struck with my description of the superb body and wonderful lubricity
of the Nichols.It excited her much, especially when I told her that she had given me
the idea of her near approach in body and wantonness to herself.It will be seen hereafter to what a closer alliance with the Nichols
this led. Pressing her enquiries, I acknowledged my intrigue with the
Benson, Egerton, and Count. This evidently excited her lust, as I could
see by the wild sparkle of her eye. It led to an immediate and
delicious fuck, and when recovered from its ecstatic finish, to closer
and more searching enquiry as to how I got into such intimacy, but I
had expected this somewhat jealous scrutiny, and was quite prepared for
it. I led her to believe they had been here nearly all the winter. I
told her my mother had desired me to call and see the Bensons as
friends of hers. I had done so. The Bensons quickly observed how
largely I was furnished, very soon gave me encouragement, of which I
did not want much after the late intercourse I had had with herself,
aunt, and Mrs. Dale.Thus matters came quickly to their natural conclusion. She was
perfectly astonished at my powerful weapon, and as she and her dearest
friend already shared lovers, I was quickly introduced to her friend
Mrs. Egerton, and they had me together, and let me into the secret of
their intrigue with the Count, which was followed by my initiation into
their orgies.My praises of these two ladies, and my saying how glorious it would be
for her to make a fifth, and my description of the exquisite body and
the tribadic tendencies of Mrs. Benson, fired her wild imagination, and
woke up all her tribadic lusts, and it ended in her begging me to give
a luncheon at my chambers to the Benson and the Egerton, that she might
be introduced to them, more especially as they really moved in a
society somewhat higher than Mr. Nixon’s connections, although, in
point of wealth, the Nixons were far superior.The little luncheon came off most agreeably. The ladies all took to
each other most warmly; seeing which, I boldly broke the ice, and
telling the Benson and Egerton that dear Mrs. Nixon was my first
initiator in love’s mysteries, and as had both of them, the wisest
thing we could do would be to throw away all restraint and have a
jollification all round. To set them at their ease—for there was a
momentary hesitation—I pulled out my prick at full stand, and said—“There’s a prick worthy of all your exquisite cunts, and one, too, that
has enjoyed them all, and been enjoyed by everyone of you. So throw
away all hesitation and let him enjoy you all again. Who is to have it
first?”They laughed, and all approached and handled it, interchanging their
opinions upon its being the very finest one that any of them had ever
seen.“Ah, now,” said I, “that is just the thing, you are at once put at
ease, then let us do it with ease; strip is the word, and let us have
it luxuriously.”They laughed, kissed each other, and said the dear fellow must have his
way, and all at once proceeded to undress. The glorious and wonderfully
hairy body of the Frankland perfectly astonished them, and raised their
tribadic passions to fever heat, especially the Benson, who threw
herself on that glorious form in an ecstasy of delight, more especially
as the Frankland’s passions being excited, her long red clitoris stood
out from the dense black mass of hair which covered not only her belly
and mount, but all down and around her cunt. Nothing would satisfy the
Benson but an immediate mutual gamahuche, for, with true tribadic
instinct, these two beautiful and libidinous women divined their mutual
letch for that particular lascivious inclination, and at once
proceeded, one on the top of the other, to wildly gamahuche each other.
The Egerton and myself seized the opportunity of having a delicious
fuck together, which we brought to a conclusion before the others had
satisfied their immediate desires.The Frankland, who at first was under, was now above, and as she knelt
and pushed out her stupendous arse to bring her cunt over the Benson’s
mouth, the sight of its hairy arsehole roused my desire to fuck it, and
my cock responded instantly, so kneeling behind her, I introduced it to
the well-known receptacle, and to her infinite additional delight,
sodomised her to perfection. This was another means of putting them all
at ease, and I fucked and buggered them all until neither handling nor
suction could get my prick to raise his head again.You may easily imagine after this how delighted they were to make the
glorious Frankland a participator in our orgies with the Count. Nor
shall I forget the wild gaze of surprise and lust when the Count first
beheld the splendid and hairy form of the glorious Frankland when she
entered the room in all the dazzling splendour of her perfect
nakedness. These two natures were made for each other, both salacious
to a degree, both vigorous in body and untiring in the most libidinous
excesses of the wildest lust. Both hairy to a degree, showing the
meaning of that vast display all over both their bodies. They were
instantly attracted to each other, flew into the closest of embraces,
and sinking on the floor where they met, two strokes were racked off
before they came to a state of more moderation, amenable to our general
operations. It had been all the same an exciting scene to us.The Benson was madly stimulated by the sight of the Frankland’s superb
body; her long red clitoris, not satisfied with the double rack-off
with the Count, appeared only to be more excited, and stirred the whole
soul of the adorable Benson. She threw herself in reverse upon the
Frankland before she had time to raise herself, seized with her mouth
the wonderful clitoris, called upon me to fuck her from behind, and
then with fingers up arsehole and cunt worked furiously. The dear
Frankland responded on the fine clitoris of the Benson, and
postillioned me at the same time. We ran off two bouts in this
delicious position, and then with more regulated passions rose to form
more general combinations.The Count had fucked the Egerton while we were engaged above the divine
Frankland. Our first pose was suggested by the Egerton, who had been as
yet less fucked than any. She had been also greatly taken with the
glories of the Frankland’s superb body, and especially struck with her
extraordinary clitoris, and had taken the curious letch of wishing to
have it in her bottom-hole while riding St. George on my big prick. We
all laughed at her odd choice, but agreed at once, especially the
Frankland, whose greatest letch was to fuck very fair young women with
her long and capable clitoris. A fairer creature than the lovely
Egerton could not be found. The Frankland admitted that in her inmost
heart she had longed thus to have the Egerton from the moment she had
first seen her, and her delight and surprise at finding the dear
Egerton had equally desired to possess her, fired her fierce lust with
increased desire. I lay down, the Egerton straddled over, and feeling
the delight of my huge prick when completely imbedded, she spent
profusely with only two rebounds. Then sinking on my belly she
presented her lovely arse to the lascivious embraces of the salacious
Frankland, whose first act was to stoop, embrace, kiss, and tongue the
beautiful little pinky aperture, wetting it with her saliva, she
brought her fine long clitoris, stiff as a prick, and plunged within.
The letch that both had taken for the same indulgence lent enchantment
to the act, and their wild imaginations created an excess of joy that
the smaller size of the Frankland’s clitoris, in comparison with the
dimensions of our longer pricks, might not have led one to suppose
possible.Twice we indulged in this excess, the women going off half-a-dozen
times to my once.I had aided the Frankland by using a double dildo, which at once filled
both apertures. This excellent instrument was an invention of the
Frankland, which she had suggested to a Parisian dildo maker, and had
had it made in two or three sizes. It became very useful in our orgies,
as from disparity of numbers an odd couple were left out, when the
double jouissance was in operation, and then the two outsiders, with
tongues and dildoes, could gamahuche with great satisfaction.double jouissanceDuring our tribadic junction, with the Egerton fucked by the Frankland
in the arse, the Count had first fucked and then sodomised the Benson
to their mutual satisfaction. We all rose, purified, and refreshed with
wine and biscuits, while discussing what our next move should be. The
Count had not yet had the Frankland in culo, and suggested, as it was
her introductory meeting, that the greater honours should be conferred
on her on this happy occasion, so I was to fuck her while he enjoyed
her in the rear quarters. The Egerton and the Benson should use double
dildoes to each other, or in any other way amuse themselves.in culoThis was a most exquisite encounter, and with such unutterable
enjoyment that we hardly paused between the first and second, and it
was not until we had deluged thrice both interiors that we withdrew.
The delighted Frankland had never ceased spending, but so vigorous a
nature could easily have taken twice as much; but the other dear
creatures had now to be conciliated.The Count next took the Benson in cunt while I blocked the rear
aperture, and the Frankland once more enculed the Egerton, who dildoed
herself in cunt at the same time; all of us running two courses. We
then rose, purified, and refreshed. When our pricks were ready it was
the Egerton who took me in front and the Count behind, and the Benson,
who had grown lewd on the Frankland’s clitoris, was sodomised by her
and dildoed by herself. The Egerton still suffered a little in the
double stretching, so that we ran but one exquisite bout, enabling us,
whose powers began to fail to be re-excited, to finish with the double
jouissance in the glorious body of the Frankland.double
jouissanceWe carried this on until the midsummer holidays, when at their desire I
introduced the Benson, Egerton, Frankland, and the Count to my uncle,
aunt, Mrs. Dale, Ellen, and Harry, and we had some glorious orgies in
my chambers.The splendour of my aunt’s arse captivated the Frankland and the Count.
The latter soon got into young Dale’s arse, which he did one day when
arriving for the very purpose half an hour before the appointed time of
all meeting. I was present, and was so excited at the sight that I
seized upon the Count’s arse and delightedly astonished him by giving
the double enjoyment.It was after this, as Harry remained to live with me, that he was
introduced to our general orgies, and thus we occupied all the dear
creatures at once, and most voluptuous and lascivious meetings we all
enjoyed, the Count occasionally giving us a private visit.Meanwhile Ellen had been put to the same finishing school where my
sisters already were, with permission to go out with them on the
Sundays, when we always had a delicious orgy at our dear friend
MacCallum’s. He, like the Count, had taken a peculiar fancy for the
tight young arsehole of Harry Dale, without altogether deserting the
women, especially my sister Eliza, whose delight in rear sports was
supreme, and she never would be fucked but when she had a prick in each
aperture, preferring mine in her cunt with either Dale or MacCallum
operating in the rear.Knowing the hours when I could not be interrupted by any of my lady
friends, I did not neglect the superb Nichols, but had her and Ann to
come together for an hour and a half, from half-past nine to eleven
a.m., and most delicious fucking I had with both. I had equally
initiated them into the mysteries of rear delights, and both took it
with great gusto. Upon finding this I gradually descanted on the
exquisite delights of the double jouissance with two male pricks,
filling with ecstasies indescribable the two apertures at once.double jouissanceWhen once I had excited their desires on this point, I mentioned my
dear friend MacCallum More, as one in whom we could all confide, and
with some little hesitation obtained their consent to introduce him. I
had already mentioned the matter to him; told him he might think the
Nichols too old, but she was gloriously superb in body, and so
extraordinarily well preserved that her body was twenty years younger
than her face and her lust and fucking powers were far superior to a
woman of twenty-five. Besides, I hinted that he might persuade Ann, and
perhaps her sister Jane, to join our Lyon’s Inn revels.We met by appointment on a given morning. I advised MacCallum to come
sooner, and when the women came, under the pretence of his not being
able to join us that morning, I would get them stript, and when all was
ready he should appear in buff, and so break any mauvaise honte they
might have at first undressing before him.mauvaise honteHe was wonderfully struck with the superb body of the Nichols, and, as
the stranger, we gave him his choice. He clasped her in his nervous
arms, devoured her with kisses, and incontinently laying her down on
the mattressed floor, proceeded to fuck her in the good old English
fashion, with legs and arms around her body. Ann and I gazed for a
little on the splendid action of her aunt’s arse, and the evident way
in which she milked the teat as it withdrew each time he heaved his
arse to re-enter with exciting vigour. We could hold no longer and each
ran a course of ecstatic delight ending in all the frenzy of lust to
die inanimate the next instant.Our charming partners had spent repeatedly during our encounter. They
wanted an immediate renewal, but MacCallum suggested a change of
partners and of position, that is to say, fucking them on their knees
with their splendidly developed buttocks turned up but taking them in
the cunt.This change was rapidly effected. We placed ourselves in such a
position that each could see all the action of the other. It was a
splendid fuck, and as our edge was taken off we drew it out a
considerable length, giving the dear recipients the opportunity of
spending four or five times to our once.After recovering from the soaking after-joys of this delicious
encounter, we had some champagne and some smutty talk, as well as
outspoken praise of their splendid power of fuck; feeling their cunts
and they our pricks, till renovated and renewed, we arranged for
further action. As it was their introductory lesson in the double
enjoyment, the splendid Nichols had, of course, first choice. She chose
me for cunt, and to his intense delight, our dear friend for the rear
attack. Ann was to straddle over her aunt and me, and be gamahuched
both in cunt and arsehole by our friend. We had no difficulty in
hilting ourselves to the cods in both apertures, but so excited was the
Nichols that with the mere throbbings of our pricks on completely
housing ourselves, she spent, squealing like a rabbit. We gave her time
to fully enjoy it, and then commenced a slow, regulated movement, which
quickly drove the Nichols into a state of furiously raving lust, and
again she spent in an almost killing agony of delight, screaming with
excess of ecstasy. Again we paused to allow of the utmost enjoyment,
but renewed when her delicious cunt and arse pressures announced a
return of craving appetite. These pauses enabled us to bring on seven
overpouring discharges on her part, until she was quite exhausted,
especially when we both came together in an excess of joy that ended in
perfect inanition, on recovering from which we relieved the Nichols of
the double cargo within her.She had already almost strangled me with her embraces in the
unutterable joys I had procured her. Rolling off on her side she drew
MacCallum also to her, to embrace him for the intense gratification he
had afforded her. We again refreshed the inward man after a
purification and laving with cold water, as a restorative. Then Ann
took up her position in her turn, for she, too, wished to try the novel
experiment with the smaller prick in her arsehole.The Nichols felt exhausted for the moment, so lay on the sofa and
enjoyed the sight of our three persons in all the delirium of raging
lust and sodomy. The experiment enchanted Ann as it had overpoweringly
enchanted her aunt. She, too, spent seven or eight times before joining
us in our soul-killing discharge. The Nichols had laid still for about
two thirds of the time this bout continued, she then rose to straddle
across Ann and me, and was about to present her magnificently large
cunt to be gamahuched by MacCallum, but he begged her to turn her
bottom to him and heave it well up, while resting her hands on Ann’s
shoulders. He then could first contemplate and handle her huge superb
buttocks, then transferring his hands to her clitoris and cunt, he
licked and tongued the grand aperture of her arse—rough, brown, and
corrugated, just my taste.We had a most glorious bout, ending in all the ecstatic joys of
spending and after-delights. Ann was as greatly gratified with the
double jouissance as her aunt had been before. We again laved and
refreshed, and closed this most delicious orgy with MacCallum first in
the Nichols’ cunt, with my big and doted-on prick in her arse, which,
now she was used to it, pleased her more than ever.double jouissanceIn the same order we double-fucked Ann, although she expressed her
greater gratification of MacCallum in her arse and my splitter in her
cunt. Again we gamahuched them both, as time would not allow of our
resurrection, then they left us.My guardian, at his marriage, had bought a house in Portland Place, but
the lease of its then tenant only expired on the 20th March this
spring, and before being occupied it had to be entirely new painted and
decorated, so that July was nearly at an end before they could
comfortably take up their residence in it. Meanwhile they had
apartments at a hotel near Hyde Park corner.When once they were completely housed, which was not the case until the
middle of August, my guardian desired his wife to send the carriage for
the girls every Sunday morning. Hearing that Ellen was their intimate
friend, she became included in the invitation. This put an end to our
Sunday orgies in our friend MacCallum’s chambers, much to our mutual
regret.As far as Harry and I were concerned the ever thoughtful and delicious
Frankland came to our aid. Pretending that the girls must need walking
exercise, she always after luncheon proposed they should walk down to
their brother’s chambers in the Temple, take him and Harry as their
further companions up to Kensington Gardens or the “Zoo,” and bring all
back to dinner.As my guardian always took a siesta on Sundays after luncheon, for
being too old to fuck his wife every night, Saturday night, or rather
Sunday morning, when he had nothing in the way of business to trouble
him, was dedicated to two or three hours of extra dalliance with his
adored wife. She told me he was very amorous upon her, could not do
much fucking, indeed, she thought his efforts that way were even more
than he ought to do at his age, but he was never tired of gamahuching
her and posing her in every attitude when stark naked; of course she
lent herself to every wish of the old man, and had, even after great
persuasion, which only her love and attachment to him could have even
made her consent, allowed him the honours of her beautiful arsehole.
This requiring, as he said, an extra firmness of prick, she further did
him the extra favour of toying and sucking his prick up to the utmost
stiffness. So she had made him absolutely adore her, and she could turn
him round her little finger. Her word and will was law, so she could do
as she liked.She told me on several occasions that she thought he was exerting his
erotic powers to too great an extent, and that she did all she could to
moderate his excitement, but all to no purpose; he was infatuated with
the glorious charms of her body, or what is called cunt-struck, perhaps
the strongest passion that can seize on man and dangerous for a man of
advanced years. Well, his Sunday afternoon’s siesta was long, and left
the Frankland at liberty to come to my rooms with my sisters, where
strip was the word, and fucking in every variety followed.I soon found we must have other help; the pace I was going at was
beginning to tell, so with the consent of the darling Frankland I made
a confidant of the Count, and asked him to join our Sunday’s orgy. You
may imagine with what joy he accepted, for apart from his delight in
seeing me in incestuous connection with my sisters, their young charms,
especially Eliza’s, had great attraction for him, and then the
Frankland, so similar in lust and temperament. We had thus most
delicious orgies every Sunday afternoon, until the end of October of
the following year, when my sisters had finished their schooling, and
I, too, had left college, entered at the Middle Temple, and had been
for three months in a conveyancer’s office, reading up previous to
being called to the bar.It was then that Mr. Nixon’s health gave symptoms of serious
disturbance, and his doctor recommended him to pass the winter in a
warmer climate. His wife suggested the advantage travelling would be
both to the girls and myself; she had only to express the wish to have
us all together, and we were warmly invited to join them.We passed through Switzerland, Milan, and Florence to Rome, where we
took up our residence for four months.The Egertons and Bensons happily spent the same winter at Rome.My rooms were in an adjoining palace to where Mr. and Mrs. Nixon and my
sisters resided, there not being accommodation for me. I thus had a
charming entresol of five rooms all to myself; one of which looked on
and over the Tiber, and was in no way overlooked. To this room we
constantly resorted for orgies.The Egertons had passed some winters in Rome, and she had two or three
clerical lovers, and these had introduced two others to the Benson on
her former visits, and all had been accustomed to general orgies. You
may imagine the delight of these priestly debauchees when they found
themselves introduced to our circle of three fresh cunts, and such
splendid ones, and all without any mock-modest prejudices but up to
every excess of lubricity. So to five women we thus had six men, and
eventually a very handsome young priest, debauched by the others,
joined our party, and we carried on the wildest and most extravagant
orgies of every excess the most raging lust could devise. We made
chains of pricks in arseholes, the women between with dildoes strapped
round their waist, and shoved into the arsehole of the man before them,
while his prick was into the arsehole of the woman in his front.These holy fathers had immense resources in the way of infinite
variety, stimulating to excesses of debauchery that very soon brought
the rod into requisition.We all from time to time enjoyed the double coition, the women
invariably so at every meeting.These holy fathers had all very fine pricks, but none so large as mine,
and many of them loved to have my prick in their arses when opportunity
offered. In such delights the winter passed rapidly away.In the spring Mr. Nixon’s health seemed very precarious, and we moved
to Naples, where from necessity our extreme indulgence in venereal
excesses was much curtailed.In May we returned to England, but poor Mr. Nixon was evidently fucked
out. The Frankland told me that the more his health failed the more
lewd he seemed to grow. His passion for gamahuching her cunt had
increased, and even his prick seemed to gather new life as life ebbed
away, for hardly a night passed without his fucking her, at night in
the cunt, and at morning, in full daylight, kneeling and feeling her
splendid arse, he took her in the rear aperture. He and she too felt it
was killing him, but his infatuation was overpowering, and he declared
if it did kill him he could not die a happier death. In fact a month
after we returned he had an apoplectic fit actually when his prick was
spending in her arsehole. He lived but a month afterwards. He left all
his property to his wife absolutely, with legacies of £2,500 to each of
my sisters, and £1,000 to me.This sad event cast a gloom for some time over all our pleasures.The Frankland took my sisters to reside with her, but all went down to
spend the first three months of mourning quietly with my mother. She,
too, took ill when we were with her, and died before the three months
were up. This drew me down to home, now mine, and the dear Frankland
continued to stay with us for two months longer, and then left for
London. We three orphans remained for all that winter in our old home,
settling a variety of things.My sisters now with their succession to some £600 apiece, the £1,000
left them by our uncle, and the £2,500 by Mr. Nixon, and the £400 which
I promised them as a marriage present, and with their great beauty of
form and face, for both had grown into remarkably fine young women,
became very eligible matches.Many country families sought us out after the first three months of our
mourning, and several offers were made to the girls. They were both
somewhat fastidious after the life they had led, but eventually both
were married. Mary to a very nice fellow, who proved, as she told me, a
first-rate fucker. He got her with child, and they had a son, a fine
boy, in the tenth month of their marriage. She was very happy, now and
then coming to see me, and getting a jolly good fuck from my renovated
prick, for now that he was lying fallow, my somewhat exhausted system
was getting quite recruited.Alas! poor Mary lost her husband by cholera in the second year of their
marriage. He had a handsome estate, and left her well off, and sole
guardian to his son, who grew up a very fine fellow, and when at
puberty became the solace of his widowed mother, who had initiated him
into all love’s mysteries.Eliza was not quite so fortunate as her sister in her husband; he was a
good sort of man who, one would have thought, would just have suited
the hot temperament of Eliza, well and powerfully built, and with an
air of being a man of erotic passions; but he turned out to be of a
languid unimpassioned nature, who could not imagine any other manner
than simply mounting on a woman’s belly and fucking her once a night,
and with no conception of using either preliminaries or aids to her
passions. So that he left poor Eliza only in a state of excitement
instead of giving any satisfaction to her lascivious nature. She did,
eventually, work him up to good night and good morning, but for her
full satisfaction she used to seek elsewhere, and even to content
herself with the embraces of a man servant, who, if not good looking,
proved to have a splendid and powerful prick, and nearly daily gave her
comfort. She also occasionally came to me, when she had both apertures
well exercised, and left me much comforted.She never had any children, and so managed her intrigues as never to be
found out.I returned to London in the spring, and was called to the bar.I went the western circuit for odd assizes, and then abandoned the bar
as a profession.Harry Dale, with more perseverance, as well as greater necessity for
exertion, continued in the profession, was duly called to the bar, and
eventually became a rising and successful barrister, and at this period
of our old age is now a distinguished judge.But to return to our earlier days.Harry and I carried on our intrigue with the Nichols and Ann, aided by
our dear friend MacCallum. Also from time to time with the Benson,
Egerton, and Count, to which generally the darling Frankland brought
her exquisite charms to intoxicate us with pleasure.This delightful reunion was sadly affected by the loss of the Count,
who received an amnesty—I think I before have said he was a political
exile—returned to his own country, and we never again had his
delightful aid in our sadly shortened orgies.The Count and I met in a future year at his old castle on the hills of
Pied, of which I shall have much more to say on a later occasion.
It was a sad loss, especially for the Egerton, who dearly loved the
Count. He had been her first lover, indeed, her initiator in the real
mysteries of Venus. It will be remembered that her husband was one of
those old insensible natures that think it is only necessary to hastily
“piss their tallow,” as Falstaff says, as quickly as they can, and
leave a poor woman just sufficiently excited to be madly anxious for a
thorough good fucking. It is these insensate cold-blooded husbands who
raise, without satisfying, their wife’s erotic passions, and drive them
perforce to seek salacious comfort in other arms.Oh! how many women if only fucked with some regard to their own
naturally lewd feeling, would have never committed adultery or made a
scandal. Many are the women who have told me, with tears in their eyes,
of the cold insensible conduct of their husbands, who, never fucking
them but when their sluggish natures felt the want, then turning upon
them without the slightest preparatory handling or embracing, mount,
shove it in, give a few in-and-out movements, spend, and then withdraw,
just as they have done enough to excite their poor wives’ passions
without satisfying them, and thus leaving them a prey to inordinate
longing that forces them to seek the relief to their passions the
selfish brutes of husbands had only raised without allaying.I remember an intrigue I had with an Italian Countess. Her husband, a
tall and very capable man, was an extreme bigot, who thought it deadly
sin to indulge in any caresses or carnal excitement, or even for his
wife to expose any naked flesh to raise concupiscent ideas, so she had
to have her nightgown closed up to her throat, with long sleeves and
skirts, in the centre a slit through which he performed his duty when
in want of relief to himself. He never kissed or embraced her body at
any time, but lay like a log by her side, with his back turned to her.
When his own passions prompted him to fuck, which was very seldom, he
was naturally quite ready and rapidly finished his coup. He used to
turn to her, waken her up with a shake, cry out, “Marietta, porgemi il
vaso generative” (Marietta, reach me the generative vase), upon which
she stretched herself on her back, he got on her without lifting her
petticoats or feeling her cunt, but opening the slit, pointed his prick
to her cunt, thrust it up to the hilt, and being himself in want of
spermatic relief, in a very few strokes spent, just staying in long
enough to “piss all his tallow,” and then withdraw, turning his back
again to sleep, leaving his wife just sufficiently excited to have
enjoyed it, and thus left her madly longing for the satisfaction he did
not afford. She said he was quite capable, too, of giving satisfaction
if his bigotry had allowed him. We used to fuck at a tremendous rate,
and I always commenced with a “Marietta, Marietta, porgemi il vaso
generative,” and then proceeded to fuck and laugh like mad.“Marietta, porgemi il
vaso generative”“Marietta, Marietta, porgemi il vaso
generative,”Of course, irritated as her hot passions were by her booby of a
husband, she resorted, not only to me, but to whomsoever she could get
to satisfy the cravings of her irritated cunt.The Bensons and Egertons again left in the autumn for Rome.The Frankland, not yet out of her year’s widowhood, did not go much
into society, and we saw much more of her than before. She came at
least three times a week to my chambers, when Harry and I gave her the
comfort she so much required; first each fucking her singly twice over,
and then three double-pleasure fucks, with change about in the
apertures: finishing off with a mouth fuck from one or the other, and a
double gamahuche.About once a week the amorous and delicious-fucking Nichols with Ann
would come of a morning, when we managed to send both away satisfied
for the day.When winter drove our friend MacCallum home from his fishing, we
renewed some excellent orgies at his chambers, where Ann, and
afterwards Jane, occasionally came. By the way, Jane’s arse had
developed in an extraordinary manner, and became one of the most
exciting delights of our orgies at MacCallum’s. He also now joined in
our morning encounters with the Nichols and her niece.At Christmas time the Frankland, Harry, and I all went down by
invitation to the Rectory, where uncle welcomed with great delight the
glorious and exciting Frankland. Mrs. Dale and Ellen joined our party.
Dear aunt positively devoured me with her caresses, and before I was
shown up to my room, had drawn me into her little room downstairs, had
a suck at my prick, leant her body on the table, stuck out her immense
arse, and had me into her cunt for a rapid rack-off; but this only
excited me to an immediate renewal, for the touch and sight of her
splendid buttocks instantly produced a stiffness, she herself in the
middle of my movements in front, drawing my prick out of her cunt and
guiding it into the inviting entrance to the secret altar of Juno and
of Venus Callipyge. Both courses were run off at a gallop, and were a
momentary allaying of the insatiable salacity of my most lewd and
lascivious aunt. She then next conducted the Frankland, I can never
call her Nixon, into her bedroom, under pretence of showing her to it.
She no sooner had her there than up went her petticoats, and aunt glued
her lips to the wonderful clitoris of the divine Frankland, and using
fingers up both apertures, made the Frankland quickly give down her
first offering to the obscene god.As soon as aunt’s tribadic rage to possess the Frankland was thus
abated for the moment, she allowed Mrs. Nixon to remove bonnet and
shawl, but then as quickly demanded and obtained a double gamahuche.
The Frankland the more readily consenting as she knew aunt had taken
the keen edge off my lecherous appetite, and she would revel in the
thick raging sperm I had shot into both orifices. These preliminaries
settled, we were able to be much more tranquil all the afternoon.The Dale and Ellen came to dinner; I slipt into their room when all
were dressing for dinner, and had a delicious rack-off in both their
lecherous and longing cunts. Uncle had equally enjoyed the tight
favourite arsehole of Harry Dale, he having conducted him to the
well-known summer house for that purpose as soon as we arrived.We could all thus peaceably enjoy the good things set before us, and
during our wine after dinner exchange accounts of all events that had
passed since last we met, and they were varied, for Mr. Nixon’s death
and legacies to my sisters and myself were subjects of congratulation,
while the death of my mother was, on the contrary, one of condolence
and sympathy.By ten o’clock we all broke up, but with the whispered request to all
to repair to aunt’s bedroom half an hour after the household had
retired. We were all too interested in the delicious orgy there to take
place to fail. Blazing fires in both that and the adjoining room had
been kept up all the afternoon; plenty of lights were burning so as to
illuminate all sides at once. We all met in mere night wrappers, and as
soon as we were assembled and the word given “off,” they were thrown
aside, and we all stood in nature’s lovely nakedness. Aunt, in her
eager and lascivious inspirations, flung herself on my naked body, drew
me to the bed, and had me into her longing and delicious cunt at once,
and with legs and arms thrown round me, was instantly pressing
furiously forward, notwithstanding the remonstrance of my uncle, who
wished to arrange a general plan of operations so as to include all at
once. Aunt’s voluptuous eagerness produced a rapid discharge on her
part. Seeing this, while she was in the momentary ecstasy of spending,
he was enabled to drag me from her arms, fortunately before I had
weakened my powers by spending for a fourth time that day. Aunt, too,
was now in a condition to listen to reason, and bring her ideas of our
after-combinations into play.As we had brought the Count with us for a week’s stay, we were just
four cocks to four hens; so we could couple in the first instance on an
exact equality, it being necessary by previous good fucking to bring
the women’s passions up to a boiling heat of lust to make them enter
into our greater excesses with all the wild energy of the most
salacious lubricity. Aunt had taken a great fancy to the Count when up
at midsummer.Uncle was most lecherous on the glorious Frankland. I took most readily
to the luscious and lascivious Dale, who was equally eager to repossess
the prick which she firmly believed she had initiated into all the joys
of cunt, and a most delicious fuck we had, she spending furiously and
frequently to my once.Harry was equally pleased to pair off with his loved cousin, whose
maidenhead he had undoubtedly taken.The women would gladly have had each fucker run a second course without
drawing. But both aunt and uncle opposed this, as both more exhausting
and less variety. So aunt chose me, uncle took the exciting young cunt
of Ellen, Harry turned on to his mother’s cunt, from whence he had
originally come into the world, and the Count got the glorious
Frankland, of whom he was never tired. This course was more prolonged
by the men than the first, with the object of somewhat allaying the
insatiable lust of the women by making them spend infinitely oftener
than their fuckers.We so managed matters that we all came together or nearly so, and the
women followed suit at the last final crisis, which was ushered in with
wild cries of lust, and then a sudden overpowering silence fell on all
as they lay panting in all the after-joys that follow the ecstatic
discharge of life’s essence.We rose for a general embrace of our naked bodies, then a romp, and a
mutual slapping of arses and seizing of pricks and cunts, a very
exciting game, which soon brought evidences of renewed vigour in all
except poor uncle, who required a longer pause and an extra excitement
before he could indulge in a third encounter.The Count took the delicious arsehole of the Frankland, who begged for
me as her fucker. Aunt got Mrs. Dale under for a double gamahuche,
while Harry crammed his prick up aunt’s arse. Uncle enjoyed a delicious
gamahuche with Ellen, who sucked his limp prick all the time without
any success.This was a delicious bout for us all, and ended in heavenly raptures.Our second double couplings were: myself in my aunt’s cunt, which
incest stimulated uncle to a stand, and he took to his wife’s arse
while her nephew incestuously fucked her cunt. The Count took to the
delicious and most exciting tight cunt of the Dale, while her son
shoved his prick into his mother’s arse, to her unspeakable
satisfaction. Ellen and the Frankland amused themselves with tribadic
extravagances.This bout was long drawn out, and afforded inexpressible ecstasies to
all concerned. And after the wild cries and most bawdy oaths that
instantly preceded the final ecstasy, the dead silence and long
after-enjoyments were drawn out to a greater length than before. After
which we all rose and purified, and then took refreshment of wine and
cake, while discussing our next arrangement of couples.Uncle had, fortunately for him, managed not to spend in the last bout;
he, therefore, was still capable of entering an arsehole, and he chose
the delicious arse of the Frankland to receive this final offering, for
after that he was done for that night. I was below engulphed in the
exquisite cunt of the Frankland. The Count fucked Ellen while Harry was
into her behind. Aunt and Mrs. Dale mutually gamahuched and dildoed
each other. This, too, was a long-drawn-out affair and ended in
perfectly convulsive ecstasies and cries of the wildest sensuality that
our most salacious passions could prompt.I then took my aunt’s arse while the lecherous Dale was underneath
gamahuching and dildoing her, and by putting the Dale close to the edge
of the bed, the Count stood between her legs, which were thrown over
his shoulders, and thus he fucked her, having taken a letch to fuck her
cunt, which was an exquisite one for fucking: her power of nip being
nearly equal to the Frankland, and only beaten by aunt’s extraordinary
power in that way. We thus formed a group of four enchained in love’s
wildest sports together.The Frankland was gamahuched by uncle while having Harry’s prick in her
arse, Ellen acting postillion to Harry’s arse while frigging herself
with a dildo.The closing bout of the night was the Count into aunt’s arse, my prick
into the Frankland’s arse, Harry enjoying an old-fashioned fuck with
his mother, and Ellen under aunt to dildo and be gamahuched and dildoed
by aunt. We drew this bout out to an interminable length, and lay for
nearly half an hour in the annihilation of the delicious after-joys. At
last we rose, purified, and then restoring our exhausted frames with
Champagne, embraced and sought well-earned sleep in our separate
chambers.I slept the sleep of the just, and awoke late to find aunt sucking my
stiff-standing prick at the very instant it was filling her mouth with
a deluge of creamy spunk. She sucked up to the get all out, and in
doing so brought him up to the scratch again, so jumping out of my low
bed I made her kneel on it, stick out her enormous arse, and licked her
reeking cunt until I could stand it no longer. Then bringing my huge
prick I plunged in a single vigorous thrust up to the very top of her
cunt, and made her squeal and spend with that alone. Pausing to let her
enjoy it, I recommenced and ran a delicious course in that most
exquisite cunt, and would have done so a second time, after a pause of
ecstasy, if Harry Dale had not rushed into the room to say that all
were impatiently awaiting me to sit down to breakfast. Aunt just stayed
to give a final suck to my prick, and then vanished.I hastened to wash and dress, having sent Harry off to beg they would
not wait for me.On joining them the sly jokes they cut at my apparent laziness proved
that they knew of the cause of detention. I looked at dear aunt, and at
once saw by the air of gratification on her dear plump face, that she
herself had been boasting of her exploit, for it was all her own doing.Being Sunday, we all went decorously to church. The doctor gave us a
very unctuous sermon on the goodness of virtue and chastity. It was a
really fine sermon, and delivered with an unction that forbade the
possibility of supposing that the preacher could be in reality the very
reverse of his doctrine. It much pleased some of the country families,
and one or two with their wives waited for the doctor leaving the
church, to compliment him on his eloquence and admirable teaching. The
flattered doctor ended by inviting two rather distant residents to
luncheon at the Rectory, so that we formed a numerous party, all on our
best behaviour. It was quite edifying to hear the pious and virtuous
remarks of the admirable Frankland, and the no less virtuous and
correct Dale. It gained them the entree into the exclusive set of both
these high country families, and eventually led to an excellent
marriage for the dear little Ellen. So much for the success of
dissimulation. Vice playing the part of virtue, and succeeding to
perfection. So goes the world. One thing is certain, that on this
occasion it enforced chastity, in one sense at least, that we had no
opportunity of practising vice that afternoon. The charming
Frankland-Nixon made a great impression on the wives as well as
husbands, to be sure it was well known that she was a very wealthy
widow, and they may have had some design of securing her for a son,
nephew, or at least having the chance at it. She thanked them with that
grace and charming ease of manner which so distinguished her and made
her so captivating, excusing herself from visiting, during the first
year of her widowhood, anywhere but among family friends, and as her
late husband was Charles Roberts’s and his sisters’ guardian, she
considered his family as almost her own. They hoped to have the
pleasure of seeing her some future day.The whole visit passed off very pleasantly, and left us only an hour
for a stroll in the garden and time to dress for dinner. It will be
recollected that the doctor was a great exacter of full evening dress
at dinner, as tending to keep up proper appearances.We met at the accustomed hour at night in aunt’s room, in the full
dress of Adam and Eve before they munched the apple.This night was dedicated chiefly to sacrifices to Venus Apostrophia,
for the doctor commenced by having the Count while he was fucking his
wife, and when able to get his fine old cock in for another go, would
only again have it in my arse, while I was doing the same to aunt’s
glorious immensity with the Count below fucking her.That was the end of poor uncle’s powers for that night, but he
gamahuched all the women at the finish of their encounters with us
three men. We gave them all the double jouissance, while those
unoccupied carried on their own little game with tongue or dildo.double jouissanceIt was again a night of most exquisite enjoyment.The following and remaining nights of our visit brought into
requisition the rod before uncle could get his dear old prick to stand,
and myself tailed off on the next Sunday night, the last of our visit,
so that uncle seeing what he called the laziness of my prick, seized
the rod, and gave me as sound a flogging as ever he had done in my
schoolboy days. The fact was that he had been longing to renew on my
arse his letch for giving a really severe whipping. He had already by
dint of the same punishment fucked the arses of the Count and the
divine Frankland, and was now so excited anew that his prick stood as
stiff as ever it did; and my red excoriated arse excited and renewed
his very fine prick; but first I insisted upon moving to aunt’s arse,
who at the moment was having a last fuck from the Count, and this
incestuous group closed our orgies on this occasion, for we left for
town the next day.After breakfast in the morning I slipt into the Dale’s room, and had a
parting fuck both with her and Ellen. Harry came in while we were at
work, Ellen under the Dale gamahuching her, and I above administering a
rear adieu. Harry stopped us for a moment until he could withdraw Ellen
and take her place, that he might have a parting fuck with his loved
mother, who thus had the two pricks she most loved in the world into
her together. We drew our pleasure out to the utmost length our lust
would allow of and spent in the most ecstatic joy that poor human
nature could support.Aunt had gone to the Count’s bedroom at the very time we were meeting
in Mrs. Dale’s. Notwithstanding which, her insatiable cunt made her
draw me into her sanctum downstairs for a final fuck at the last moment
of our parting.Harry Dale staying behind to pass a week at home with his mother, the
adorable Frankland, the Count and I returned to town together. On the
journey up we agreed to dine at Very’s in Regent Street, and have a
comparatively quiet night all together at my chambers, which we did,
luxuriating in having the glorious naked body of the delicious
Frankland between us. After we had each bedewed both her front and rear
orifices with our life’s balmy essence, we slept soundly till morning,
when we renewed our double offerings on those glorious and delicious
altars, then breakfasted.This was the last occasion but one of our having the Count, whose time
for departure to his own country was drawing near.He left that day on a visit to a family in Scotland, whose son and heir
was really the fruit of his loins.On his return some fortnight later we again passed a night with our
exquisite friend the Frankland, and being both fresh from the country,
we administered so many delicious coups to both apertures as quite
contented her salacious love of prick. We parted next day with our
loved friend the Count, but not for the last time, as I shall relate in
its proper place—a delightful visit we paid to him in his old
ancestral castle, and an after-rencontre with him and his sister in
Turin.I saw my loved Frankland to her home and left town myself the same
afternoon for my home in the country, to arrange for various repairs
and alterations required on the property.I took my dear friend MacCallum with me. We spent a pleasant ten days,
varied with a visit first from one of my sisters and then from the
other, for two nights each, and jolly nights we spent fucking in every
way.Mary’s belly was up, but she declared it only made fucking more
delicious than ever to her, still more with the double jouissance, in
which she preferred the smaller prick of MacCallum to mine in her arse.double jouissanceWhen Eliza came she stayed a third night, and taxed our powers to the
utmost; she was such a glutton for fuck on this occasion, declaring
that her husband’s want of power, as well as tact, left her more lewd
after his fucking her than she was before, so that she had been forced
by the excess of her unsatisfied lust produced by her husband to have
recourse to the fine prick of her footman, a powerful young fellow,
otherwise very plain, and not likely to inspire jealousy to any
husband, but with whom she rarely could do more than get a rack-off in
a hurry, which was far from satisfaction sufficient for her hot
passions. It was this that made her revel with such insatiable desires
in the possession of our almost untiring pricks. Differing from Mary in
her love of rear-fucking, it was my big prick she loved best to have in
her arse, while MacCallum’s lesser shaft satisfied her less exacting
cunt. She was certainly one of the lewdest creatures ever made, wildly
lascivious and full of variety. She had the most engaging ways with
her, and could raise a prick from the dead. She was a worthy pupil of
the Frankland, and had all the love and longing for prick, and cunt
too, that our deliciously insatiable aunt was so famous for. She grew
older, and becoming one of the most desirable women, I never tired of
fucking her in both orifices whenever the opportunity presented itself.I returned to town just in time to have a parting orgy with the Count
and the Frankland in my chambers, which I before said was a night of
the wildest orgies.MacCallum was called to the country by the illness of some of his
family, and was absent for six months, so I was left with Harry to have
occasional orgies together with the Frankland three times a week, and
with the Nichols and Ann or Jane once a week by way of variety, but as
they only came for a morning visit, these were not exhausting
encounters, so that we lay comparatively in fallow, till the return of
the Benson and Egerton, when they and the lovely Frankland taxed us to
the utmost twice or thrice a week.Thus time progressed. The Frankland had been a widow for nearly two
years when she proposed to travel for two or three years without
returning in the interval to England. She wished me to accompany her,
and made a most surprising and unexpected proposition to me.She said, “Charlie, my own darling, I love you more dearly than ever.
It is true I am considerably older than you, but you are now
twenty-five years of age, and, therefore, a full grown man. I wish to
endow you with all my great wealth, and I offer you my hand in
marriage. Do not suppose I want to monopolize this dear prick.” (We
were in bed naked, and had just concluded a most exquisite fuck.) “No,
with our love of variety we will still seek it out, but as husband and
wife we can do so with perfect ease and safety; whereas if not married
and travelling together we should be compromised at every city we stop
at. What say you, my darling Charlie?” Here she threw herself on my
bosom with loving eyes upraised to mine.“Say, beloved of my soul! Why, look how the very idea has raised my
prick to instant life. If anything in the world could delight me more
than another it is your generous noble offer. To dedicate my life to
the woman I love more than any other is a joy greater than I can
express. I thank you from my soul, adorable creature as you are. Oh!
come to my arms as my future wife and let us revel in the glorious
idea.”Such was the way in which this happiness was conferred on me, which
endured for long years, although, alas, my widowed heart now all
hopelessly ever regrets that most lovable of women and best of wives.
Oh, what happiness it was as long as I possessed her.We were married in a few days after this by special license.The Benson and the Egerton were present and Harry Dale was my best man.
We adjourned to her house, now ours, to breakfast. They also stayed to
dinner and slept at our house, that we might celebrate our marriage
with a parting orgy, for we announced to our friends that in marrying,
so far from renouncing our orgies, we meant our union to promote ever
varying ones, and that on our return we would renew the exquisite ones
we had so often enjoyed with them.Harry and I did all we could on that happy occasion to satisfy three of
the finest women in the world, whose delicious power of fucking was
never surpassed and rarely equalled.Oh! we had such a delicious night. As to the women, their amorous
gamahuching of each other was ever renewed, and was most exciting to
see.After breakfast that morning they stopped to see us off, and threw old
slippers after us for luck.We posted down to aunt’s for a day and a night on our way to the
continent.They were, of course, delighted with my marriage as bringing great
wealth into the family, indeed, my darling presented aunt with a cheque
for £1000.Mrs. Dale and Ellen came over, and we had another delicious night’s
orgy, in which all exerted themselves to the utmost.We parted from dear aunt and uncle, Mrs. Dale and Ellen, after
luncheon, and posted down to Dover; slept at Birmingham’s Hotel, where
we had our real first night’s fucking all to ourselves, enjoyed it in
moderation but in every endearment that two lovers could devise.We crossed to Calais next day.The sea was smooth at first, but we found it after passing the Foreland
very rough. My dear wife suffered severely; fortunately I myself never
felt better, and was thus able to devote every attention to the dear
sufferer. It left her even after we landed with nausea and a severe
headache, so that night at Devaux’s Hotel we slept each in one of the
separate beds in the same room, as is usual in French hotels, and
indeed in continental hotels in general.My darling wife was far from feeling well next morning, but fancied
that posting on to Abbeville would rather tend to recovery than
otherwise. We accomplished this easily between breakfast and dinner,
found a very comfortable hotel with very fair cooking and excellent
wines. My wife enjoyed her dinner, and felt something like herself
after it. We slept together by bringing the two beds side by side, but
only took a single fuck before sleeping, and next morning a double one.We spent the day at Abbeville, wandering through its quaint streets and
seeing its fine unfinished cathedral. The following day we posted to
Amiens, visiting its very beautiful cathedral, posted the following day
to Beauvais, again slept, passed next day there, and on the following
day posted up to Paris, and drove to Meurice’s Hotel in the rue de
Rivoli.We had previously written for a set of rooms au premier, overlooking
the Tuileries Gardens, with orders to have dinner ready at a given
hour. We arrived just in time to change our travelling costume and to
sit down to a luxurious dinner. Here, as we had ordered, our bedroom
contained a proper large bed for both to sleep in. This hotel being
much used by the English was furnished with French taste but English
comfort.au premierThe dilatory manner of our journey, the agreeable breaks we had made at
different interesting towns had quite restored my beloved wife to all
her accustomed health, energy, and lubricity. The comfort of the bed,
the stimulating cheer, and the excellent wine also nerved me to meet
her utmost lasciviousness, and we had a night such as we used to have
when I first had her in my mother’s spare bedroom.We recalled those happy days, and revelled in every lascivious act of
the hottest lust. My adored wife excelled herself, and I myself was
fully up to the mark; we fucked ourselves to sleep, with prick left
soaking in her deliciously tightest of cunts, so that on awaking in
full daylight I found my cock stiff standing in her cunt, which was
giving it most delicious pressures, quite involuntarily, for the
darling was not yet awake. I roused her by gentle movements, and the
frigging of her long delicious clitoris, so that she awoke to joys of
which we never tired. On this occasion natural wants compelled a
temporary withdrawal to relieve our distended bladders. We found that
it was already past ten o’clock, so she smacked my bare bottom and sent
me off to my dressing room, that both might get ready for breakfast,
for which our appetites were already craving. I slipt on a
dressing-gown, went into our sitting room, rang for a waiter, and
ordered breakfast to be got ready immediately, so that by the time we
were dressed it was on the table all smoking hot, and we sat down and
did full justice to it.We spent several days in visiting the wonders of Paris.I had heard of a famous bawd residing at No. 60, rue Richelieu, and
another, Madame Leriche, in the rue de Marc, where they had rooms, from
which, through cleverly arranged peepholes, any operation in the next
room could be distinctly seen.Madame Leriche’s girls were instructed to get the finest men they could
see in the street, to bring them in, and there to pretend to be so
struck with their beauty that they would not be content without having
them quite naked, stripping themselves also. When quite naked they
caressed their pricks, waltzed round the room, taking care to stop
exactly opposite each hidden opening, and there caress, handle, and
show the standing prick to any looker-on, eventually fucking in such a
position as all peepers could fully see and enjoy.The fun of the thing was the perfect unconsciousness of the men as to
the purpose of all these gyrations. They took it proudly as a homage to
their virility, and the power of their charms over their new conquest,
and were doubly lustful in consequence, little imagining it was all a
well-acted scene, got up for an exhibition to please others, and show
all their virile gifts. Sometimes both man and girl were very
attractive, and I used to fuck my loved Florence while in the act of
peeping.The place where we sat to see was a small narrow room, with just space
for a couch on one side and two chairs at the end, next to each
peephole. Three other similar narrow rooms looked into the same
operating room.One day we had an exciting fuck from the exhibition of a very fine man
fucking his girl with a splendid prick. We were kneeling on the couch
with my prick soaking in the quietude of the after-joy. We heard a
scuffling with suppressed bawdy exclamations on the other side of the
thin partition next to us. We, too, had made use of bawdiness. I had
whispered to Florence how deliciously tight her hairy cunt was, and how
splendidly her enormous arse moved below my eyes as I fucked her.We now discovered that the couple next to us had overheard us, for we
could just hear her ask if her arse’s movement and size pleased him as
much as their neighbour’s seemed to have done.“Oh, yes, my angel, you wriggle your immense arse to perfection, and
your cunt is almost too tight.”“Then fuck on with your splendid prick as hard as our neighbours were
at it.” A happy thought seized me. I put my finger to my lip to give
the hint to Florence, slipped out into the passage and peeped through
the keyhole, which commanded the whole of the narrow room. I beheld a
handsome man fucking a superbly stout woman, kneeling with her head
down low, but towards the door. Her arse uncovered and held aloft was a
remarkably fine one, wriggling indeed to perfection.I slipped back, described it to my dear wife, and suggested our
speaking to them through the partition as soon as they were done, to
avow that we had heard all their goings-on, as they had ours, and to
propose that we should form a partie carrée.partie carréeFlorence jumped at the idea, just as their sighs and shaking of their
couch against the partition announced the grand final crisis.We allowed them some minutes for the after-satisfaction; we then heard
the lady beg him to do it again as she felt his cock was stiffening
within her cunt.“No wonder,” said he, “when your delicious tight cunt is giving me such
exquisite pressures.”We thought this a happy moment, as they were both in a state of
lasciviousness; so tapping at the partition, and raising my voice just
sufficient to be clearly heard, I said—“You have been following our example, and seem as lustful as we are,
suppose we join parties and exchange partners. I am sure you must be
two desirable persons, and you will find us worth knowing. It will be a
novelty exciting to all, and will lead or not, as it may be, to a
further acquaintance or just a momentary caprice. What say you?”A pause and a whisper was followed by—“Eh! bien, nous acceptons.”“Eh! bien, nous acceptons.”“Come to us, for I am half undressed,” cried the gentleman.We rose and went in unto them, even in a biblical sense. My slight peep
had given me an idea of two handsome persons, but a full view proved
them to be eminently so. He was still up to the hilt from behind. She
lifted her head to look at us on entering, but left her splendid arse
exposed, and did not for the moment alter her position. We handled and
pressed it. The gentleman feeling my wife’s arse cried out to his
dearie—“Here’s an arse equal to yours.”Meanwhile, as I stood by her side feeling hers, she slipped her hand
into my flap, and in answer to his exclamation, said—“There’s a prick bigger than yours. Oh, I see we shall all be
delighted.”She rose and pulled out my standing prick to show it to her husband,
for like us they turned out to be a most salacious couple of married
people.My wife laid hold of the husband’s prick, and declared it to be a very
fine one, and a delicious variety which was always charming.I proposed, as the room and couch could only accommodate one couple,
that I should take his wife into our room, and leave mine with him, and
as the two couches were close to the partition between, we could excite
each other by our mutual sighs and bawdy exclamations. This was at once
agreed to.We all of us stripped to the buff; my new companion was magnificently
made—very much of my aunt’s figure, with a splendid arse, although not
so enormously developed as dear aunt’s. Her cunt was delicious, a grand
mons Veneris, sweetly haired with silky curls; her pouting cunt had the
true odour, and was very tight, and her pressures and action left
nothing to desire.I gamahuched her first—her clitoris was well-defined and stiff. Her
bubbies were superb, and stood firmly apart, face charming with lovely
and lovable blue eyes, full of the sparkle of lust; lips red and moist,
inviting a tongue.We indulged in delicious preliminaries; she had a good look at my
prick, declared she had thought her husband’s could not be beaten, but
admitted mine was longer and larger. She sucked its head. Then lying
back on the couch she begged me to mount on her belly, as she liked to
commence in that pose. I mounted upon her, got my prick gradually up to
the crushing of the two hairs, and then alternately tongueing her
sweet mouth or sucking a nipple of her lovely bosom, ran a most
delicious course, making her spend thrice to my once.Our other equally occupied couple had evidently got a course ahead of
us, and were changing into the position in which we had first fucked
our wives.We, too, followed in the same attitude, and really the fine arse of my
fouteuse, her naturally small waist, seen to perfection in this
position, and her noble shoulders beyond could hardly be excelled, and
were most inviting and inciting. I plunged with one fierce thrust up
her reeking cunt, and by the very violence of my attack made her spend
on finding it up to the cods, giving me at the same time a cunt
pressure almost equal to my loved wife’s.fouteuseShe was so delightful a fucker that I fucked her thrice more before
drawing out of that exquisite receptacle.On comparing notes afterwards I learnt that my wife’s fucker had just
done as much, and though not so cunt-satisfying a prick as mine, the
variety and novelty gave it an extra charm that more than made up for
any diminution of size.We were thus all mutually delighted with our change of partners. An
acquaintance begun so delightfully led to a warm friendship and a
constant interchange of these most agreeable refinements, including
every variety of the gamahuche and la double jouissance to all
parties.la double jouissanceWe all went together to witness some rear-operations between two men,
for which the old bawd’s house, No. 60, rue de Rivoli, was quietly
known to be the rendezvous. I made a first visit alone to see if it
would be worth our while; had an interview with the old bawd, a bold
masculine woman of a certain age, who must have been very desirable in
her younger years, for even now many who frequented her house finished
off in her fully developed charms. Her habit being, as I was told, to
come in to the man after one of the girls had left him to purify
herself, and herself to lave his prick from mere love and excitement of
handling a prick, and from long practice she had an art of doing it in
a way to raise another perpendicular, which led to its being allayed in
the full-blown charms of the bawd herself.I was shown into her sanctum, and there I told her that I knew she
could arrange an exhibition of sodomy. I said that I only wanted to see
the operation, as it appeared to me impossible, and I should like the
two fellows to be well hung and good looking, if such she could procure.“I have the very thing for you under my hand if you care to wait
a quarter of an hour.”As that exactly suited my purpose I said I would.She rose, rang the bell, and when a tap came to the door, went out and
gave some orders. When she came back she said to me, “I have some very
fine girls, all entirely without prejudices, would you like to have one
up? I have them of all ages, from twelve to twenty-five; and also one
or two handsome boys to have in company with them, to excite the slower
powers of elderly men or those who like such additions.”I thanked her, but told her my only object at present was to see an
actual scene of sodomy. So to occupy me she opened a small cupboard,
and took out some bawdy books, admirably illustrated. The examination
of these was exciting; her experienced eye detected the effect in the
distention of my trousers, the extent of which seemed so to astonish
her that she laid her hand upon it, gave an exclamation of surprise at
its size, and said she must see so noble a prick, unbuttoned my
trousers, and pulled it out. She handled it charmingly and looked so
lewd that I don’t know what might have happened, for I had already
slipped a hand up to an enormous big and hard arse, when a tap came to
the door, and a voice announced simply that all was ready. This at once
recalled me to myself, although the bawd would willingly have made me
before adjourning to the other room.She said, “What a pity not to let me have this magnificent prick into
me. I wish the fellows had not come so soon, I am certain I could have
got it if we had not been interrupted, and I can tell you you would
have found me as good a fuck yet as the finest young woman you could
meet with.”I laughed, and to quiet her, said, “We may have that another time, for
you are a very fine and desirable woman.” With this placebo she rose
and accompanied me to the room where the two men awaited us. They were
two tall, good-looking young men, evidently garçons de cafés, a class
much addicted to this letch, and acting as paid minions to those
wanting them.garçons de cafésThey naturally concluded that such was my object. They were already
stript, and both their very fair pricks were nearly at full stand. They
each turned themselves round, and asked which arse I wished to operate
on, and which prick was to operate upon me.The old bawd, whose interest it was to induce me to have them, handled
their pricks with great gusto, and pointed out the firmness and
attractiveness of their arses, bid me feel how hard they were, as well
as the stiffness of their pricks and the rough crispness of their
ballocks.I felt them, and would gladly have had them both, but I knew they had
an infamous habit of chantage, that is of denouncing to their gang
well-to-do men who were got within their meshes, and go where he would
in Europe he was sure to be waited on and money screwed out of him by
threatening to denounce his practices; so shaking my head and refusing
to let the old bawd pull out my prick, which might then have become too
unruly, I firmly told her she knew I only came there to see what the
operation was like, and had no idea of having my own person handled by
them.chantageA mutual glance of disappointment was exchanged between the bawd and
them, but they put themselves at my disposal, and asked which was to be
the recipient and which the operator. I pointed out the largest prick
as the operator. They drew a sofa into the best light, and one knelt on
it, presenting a very tempting arsehole to his fellow minion; after
moistening it and spitting on it, the old bawd, with apparent relish,
guided the prick of the other to the aperture, and it glided with all
ease into the well-accustomed receptacle.I was seated by their side with my eyes on a level and close to the
point of junction. A very exciting scene, for he went up to his cods,
and fucked right earnestly while the recipient wriggled his arse to
perfection, and seemed really to enjoy it. They spent with cries of joy
in great delight, it excited me very much, and the observant old bawd
could see my prick bounding within the confinement of my trousers.Hoping to overcome my reluctance to take part in the programme, she
stimulated them to change places, and the recipient became the
operator, and the other the recipient. I was awfully lewd, but resisted
even that; after they had done I gave them a Napoleon apiece in excess
of the price paid to the bawd, and left them to dress, and retired with
the bawd to make other arrangements.On shutting the door and entering the corridor I perceived at once some
doors opening upon small rooms adjoining the operating room, I guessed
their destination; on attempting to open one the bawd seized my arm in
great alarm, and said—“You must not go there.”I smiled and said, “Oh, I understand, come along.”When once more in her sanctum I said, “I see you have had peepers
watching the operations, so it is well I resisted any complicity in the
action, but the discovery that you have the peepholes already
simplifies my object. I have come here to report upon the effect of
this scene of sodomy. A friend who dares not do as much requires such a
stimulant to enable him to fuck a woman he much desires to have, and
who is my mistress. Now it so happens I want very much to fuck his
mistress, and we have made a compact that if this scene is likely to
excite him, we are to come to your peepholes, and while he is thus
enabled to fuck my woman I shall fuck his. I am thus explicit that you
may know our real object. I suppose that now the witnesses to our
operations today have left, so let me see the rooms that I may judge
how far they will suit and which will most favour our object.”The old bawd complied directly, but still longing to have my big prick
into her, pulled her petticoats up to her navel, showing an enormous
mons Veneris, thickly haired, and turning round a still finer arse,
said, would I not like to assuage my excited prick in one or other of
her really splendid attractions.I said not at present, thank you. And tightening my trousers over it,
showed her that it had quite drooped its head, and was no longer in the
humour.She undertook to raise it very quickly, but I politely declined, on the
play of want of time, to thoroughly enjoy so splendid a woman.With a sigh of disappointment, for the size of my prick had evidently
raised her lewdness to fiery zest, she led the way. Two or three of the
peeping rooms were too small for four, but one was arranged for a
partie carrée. I made an arrangement for the second day from then,
and requested, if possible, to have four buggers together, to do it in
various positions, and once at least in a chain of three pricks into
the arses before them at the same time; I paid in advance half of the
high price we were to pay, and fixed the hour of one o’clock in the
afternoon, in order to have plenty of daylight to see and thoroughly
enjoy all the excitement.partie carréeI left but allowed the old bawd just on going away to take out my prick
and give it a suck by the way of allaying a little the great desire she
had for it. She doubtless expected to raise such a heat as would compel
my passions to satisfy her, but I had now sufficient command of it to
keep it down.Our grand scene of sodomistic encounters took place as arranged, the De
Grandvits, as our new friends were called, and ourselves, with a basket
containing two bottles of champagne, biscuits, and glasses, betook
ourselves to No. 60, and were installed in the chosen chamber some five
minutes before the arrival of the sodomites. We saw them undress, slap
each other’s arses, and feel each other’s pricks to get them in
fighting order.The old bawd was there and lent an effective helping hand where wanted.
They all declared it would much assist their operations if she would
strip and let them see her flitting round and aiding in their efforts.She knew herself to be much more attractive in body than face, and
complied directly, and really added much to the excitement of the scene.They began by coupling in threes, so that one after the other held the
delicious position of middle man—be fucked and fucking. The spare
fourth fucking the old bawd, much to her gratification and ours.The first outsider was now placed in the middle, and the previous
recipient became his attacker in the rear, while the previous
rear-fucker became the recipient of the outsider. The late middle man,
instead of fucking the bawd, buggered her to her apparent satisfaction.This was just what I wanted, for we had not as yet in our parties
carrées with the De Grandvits indulged even in bottom-fucking the
women, but this, as we afterwards found, was equally indulged in
private by them as well as ourselves. Now we enjoyed the sight of the
old bawd wriggling in delight with loudly uttered exclamations of
pleasure at having her bottom well fucked, for it was the largest prick
of the four and a very fine one that was into her arse.parties
carréesWe had already racked off in the cunts of each other’s wives at the
first display.“Let us try that,” whispered my wife to De Grandvit, “it appears to
give the old woman vast delight.”It was what De Grandvit had been longing for in his inward soul. At the
proposition of my adored wife his cock sprung into its utmost
stiffness. She knelt on a chair before a peephole. De Grandvit brought
his fine prick, which he had moistened with his spittle, up to her
delicious hairy arsehole and with very little effort housed it to the
hilt.At the whispered wish of my darling Florence he did not press to a
rapid conclusion, but drew the fuck out to a most exciting length, and
to an ecstatic ending in which they had great difficulty in suppressing
exclamations of the delight afforded.I had followed the lead given, the delicious big arsed De Grandvit had,
like her husband, a long previous wish to be so fucked, and from
practice of that divine coition had no difficulty in taking in with
vast pleasure my bigger prick.We both ran two exquisite courses in their delicious arseholes, and
then separated that all might see the grand finale of the four
sodomites each in the arse before him, and the fourth front man into
the immense and magnificent arse of the old bawd. This ended their
exhibition.I should add that all in turn had either fucked or buggered the old
bawd to her infinite gratification both in person and nurse for she
claimed afterwards and received a good additional douceur for the extra
sight of her own fine body, naked and in double action.When they were dressed she got out the liqueur bottle and gave them all
a dram and a biscuit. We, too, partook of our champagne and biscuits
while discussing the charms of the scenes just witnessed.My darling wife chimed in with the remark of how much more the middle
man had seemed to enjoy it than the two outsiders.I added a remark that I had heard that such a position was the ne plus
ultra of delight.ne plus
ultra“Then why should we not try it?” said the glorious De Grandvit.“I quite agree with you,” said the husband.“Who shall begin?” I thought, as the idea of trying it was first
suggested by his wife, she ought to have her own idea first realised in
her magnificent person. I would fuck her while he went into her arse.This was immediately adopted. I lay down on my back, the delicious De
Grandvit mounted on me, rose and fell, and spent before she stooped on
my belly and presented her splendid arse to her impatient husband, who
for some minutes knelt prick in hand behind her. With gentle care and
well-moistened prick he got housed at last in his wife’s delicious
arsehole, and then slowly at first, but more energetically afterwards,
we ran a most exquisite course.As no one was now in the adjoining chamber, no restraint was put upon
our lascivious exclamations. The De Grandvit was in such a delirium of
ecstasy that she screamed again and died away in absolute annihilation
of all sense but that of the utmost satisfied lust.My darling wife had straddled across us and been gamahuched deliciously
by De Grandvit while enculant his wife. We next changed the venue; he
fucked my wife while I plunged into her glorious arse; the De Grandvit
straddled across the others, was gamahuched by me as her husband had
gamahuched my wife. This course, too, was run in an ecstasy of
enjoyment to all concerned, and ended our orgy on that occasion. We
arranged our dresses, finished our champagne, called up the old bawd,
satisfied her demands, and thanked her for the exciting scene she had
procured us. On asking her, she admitted that the other peeping rooms
had been occupied by couples, and that one elderly gentleman had had
two of her page boys to operate and be operated upon while the scene
before him excited him to the necessary extent to take a part in it
himself. He had just left, having stayed to listen to our proceedings
and had told her the two gentlemen had in consequence of the scene
witnessed initiated the women into the double jouissance, and the
excitement of listening and hearing had enabled him once more to get
into the handsomest boy, and have the other in him.enculantdouble jouissanceShe hinted that we ought to come again, and have the boys in, for she
said the gentlemen, that is ourselves, would find an immense additional
pleasure in letting the boys penetrate their bottoms while they were
into their ladies in both apertures.We laughed, and said we should consider her offer, but for the present
we were fucked out.We did not forget the bawd’s proposal of having a boy to fuck us while
enculant the dear women. A hint to my darling wife brought this out
at our next meeting. After the dear creatures had both enjoyed the
double jouissance, my wife said to Madame De Grandvit—enculantdouble jouissance“We are really quite selfish, here are our two loved husbands giving us
the unutterable joys of the double junction, and yet not enjoying it
themselves. You remember how the old woman at No. 60 spoke of the
raptures the addition of her boys would be to the bottoms of our
husbands while administering the double coition to us. Why should they
not try the same on themselves, and give us the delight of seeing them
in all the ecstasies their double embrace confers upon us? We know how
they delight in being postillioned, which shows how much they would
like the real thing if they dared avow it. It is for us to break down
the barriers of prejudice and false shame. Here, Charlie, let me
dedicate your bottom to the lust of our dear friend De Grandvit.”My beloved wife was at the moment handling the prick of De Grandvit,
and whose full-standing stiffness showed he was ready to face any
difficulty.I pretended a fear of its size being too great to allow of entrance
into that narrow path of bliss without great pain to the recipient.“You can never know that till you try,” cried my darling wife.In all this she was only acting a part prompted by myself, for I was
most anxious not only to have De Grandvit into my own arse, but was
longing to be into his great, coarse, hairy, corrugated deep-brown
arsehole. In this I differed greatly from our dear friend MacCallum,
who loved the delicate unfledged arseholes of youths, while to me it
was necessary to be the very reverse of the fair sex, whose arseholes
in general are of a delicate pink with puckered-up charming little
orifices, which, of course, have their charm; but when with men to me
it was twice as exciting to find them like my dear friend the Count’s,
quite contrary to those of the fair sex. Dark-brown, roughly
corrugated, and coarse hairs all round them were the arseholes that
raised all my lust, and made sodomy a delicious contrast to merely
fucking the arseholes of women; such an arsehole as I most loved to
fuck was M. De Grandvit’s.I had suggested to my wife to tempt him with mine for the sole object
of getting into his. He bit at the bait, so I shoved my prick into his
wife’s arse, my wife conducted his prick into my delighted bottom. I
made some affected grimaces, but of course took him in with the
greatest ease. My darling wife had acted postillion to him, and had
frigged his wife with her other hand, so we ran a delicious course of
the wildest lust.As we had already served out our wives too many fucks one trial was
sufficient for the moment. De Grandvit was in ecstasies at the delight
I had afforded him, especially as he appeared to be revenging the
affront I gave to him by being into his wife in culo.in culoMy adored wife, with her happy art of handling and exciting a prick,
nonetheless willingly that she was getting it up to go into her own
hungry and delicious arsehole, soon brought De Grandvit to the
necessary stiffness.I wanted no other stimulant than the expected satisfaction of a letch I
had long had to be into his fine, rough, hairy arsehole. As soon as he
was fairly hilted in my adored wife’s splendid bottom, his better half
took my prick in hand, put it into her mouth to suck and moisten it,
and then guided it into that narrow abode of bliss I so longed to
possess. It really was the first time De Grandvit’s arsehole had ever
been penetrated by a prick, although he had long wished for such an
experience; there was therefore some real grimacing, for mine was not a
prick of the ordinary dimensions, that might penetrate any arsehole,
but a prick of the biggest, so I was obliged to be very gentle and make
frequent halts.My darling wife was obliged to exert all her delicious means of keeping
his fine prick in her arse at full stand by cunt pressures and her
delicate handling of his ballocks; at last I was fully engulphed, and
pausing until all strange feelings had subsided, a gentle movement and
my darling wife’s admirable seconding enabled us to end the course in
the wildest ecstasies of the most delicious delight, and to sink on the
broad back of my splendid wife, completely annihilated by the most
exquisite joys of satiated lust.Once this delicious practice had been indulged in, you may be sure it
did not end with a single experience, but as thereafter the bonne
bouche or finish of all our after-orgies.bonne
boucheMy beloved wife, whose eye for a capable man was infallible, had
observed a genteel, tall, good-looking young German waiter in the
hotel, who looked superior to his place. He turned out to be the son of
a wealthy hotel proprietor at Frankfort, who had sent his son to
Meurice’s in a sort of apprenticeship, to learn how a large Parisian
hotel was managed. In such a situation they receive no wages and have
even in general to pay a premium for the privilege—this practice,
which is general with German innkeepers, accounts for the number of
genteel-looking waiters that are met with in the large hotels of great
capitals, and who are found to be of superior education and information
when spoken to in a friendly and familiar manner.This was eminently the case with our friend Carl. My wife had taken
rather a fancy to him, not at first erotic, but observing that after
she had talked to him familiarly that he began to be very deferential
to her and with a certain manner that she, with the instinct of a
woman, saw at once arose from amorous admiration. Casting her eye
downwards she detected the effect produced in his trousers whenever she
was kindly civil to him. She increased her familiar conversation, which
evidently allayed any fear he might have had, and she could soon see by
the increased bulging out of his trousers, not only that he was growing
more lewd upon her, but that he was evidently very well furnished.Learning that he was the son of a wealthy father, well educated, only
now placed in the position of a servant, in order to know, by obeying,
how to command, and also to gain the experience which large and
well-frequented hotels alone could teach how best to conduct his own
hotel hereafter.She told me all about it, and thought he might be moulded to our
purposes. Even if not she had taken a caprice to him so that in any
case it would be a gratification to her to possess him.So I lent myself to aid her by purposely absenting myself either at
breakfast or luncheon, under pretext of going to take one or the other
with bachelor friends.As Carl was told off to especially attend upon us, and no other servant
ever came near unless rung for, my wife had easy opportunity, and with
her practised skill in seduction, had him into her on the second day.He proved an admirable stallion; grew passionately lewd on the splendid
person of my wife, and became in fact cunt-struck upon her, probably
the strongest bond that can entangle a man. It becomes an infatuation
that makes him the slave of the cunt that has attracted him. There are
few men of hot temperament who have not experienced this overmastering
infatuation, and they know that even supposing the object becomes
perfectly unworthy, unfaithful, abusive, and with every vice indulged
openly before them, they may wince, they may thoroughly despise her,
but the chain holds them fast in adamantine bonds, which neither the
persuasion of friends nor their own knowledge of the perfect
unworthiness of the object can tear asunder.Such became the fate of Carl, and my wife moulded him, with all her
wily skill, to our lascivious purposes. When once under her
enchantment, I made a run over to England on some urgent
matters—purposely leaving the field open—my wife completed her
conquest, had had him in every way, had postillioned him, and wormed
out of him that at college he had indulged in sodomitical practices
with young students like himself; but knowing how prejudicial it would
be to him in his profession, he had weaned himself from the habit with
men, but dearly loved the enculage with women, and doubly adored my
wife when he found her extraordinary and exquisite talent in that way.
She also, after much apparent hesitation, in answer to his eager and
continual questioning, omitted that her husband was much addicted to
worshipping her bottom, and had taught her its divine use. She even
cautioned him against any imprudence on my return, for she said she had
her suspicions that I had a letch for men, and if I discovered their
liaison, would be apt to avenge myself that way.enculage“Oh, if he would still allow me to possess your enchanting person he
might make what use he pleased of me.”This was the point aimed at from the beginning. My wife wrote to me,
and we arranged that I should announce my return for a certain morning,
and that she should have Carl to sleep with her the previous night.I arrived in the middle of the night, walked into the room, found him
in bed, played the angry husband, swore I must have revenge, and that
as he had cuckolded me I must avenge the affront in being into his
person.He objected, for form’s sake, but said he would yield to anything if I
would not drive him away from the adorable Madame.“That will depend upon the manner in which you satisfy my desires.”“Oh, do what you like, dear sir, if only you will allow me to love
Madame.”
“We shall see, we shall see; let me look at your prick. Oh, a good
size, even when down. Let me see it at full stand.”My wife here interfered, and said Carl was so good that she was sure he
would prove a satisfaction to me. She took his prick in hand, and with
her art of handling a prick, had it at full stand in a minute and asked
me if she could possibly have refused so handsome a prick as that. And,
indeed, it was a very fine one.Carl was a very fair young man, with a most beautiful and satiny skin.
His prick was exquisitely white, and the blue veins showed themselves
coursing through in a most tempting way—it was seven and a half inches
long, by quite six in circumference, was thick up to the vermilion nut,
although gently diminishing from the roots, the glans was smaller than
the shaft close up to it; a hollow, like what you sometimes see in the
neck of a bottle, ran all round the edge of the nut, and thus made it a
head to the shaft. My wife declared that its shape gave her great
pleasure in both orifices. It certainly was a very attractive prick,
and now that it was at full stand I made him lie on his back on the
bed, took it in my mouth, sucked and frigged it until he spent in an
agony of delight.I then made him turn over on his belly, that I might admire his
ivory-like buttocks, which I caressed and kissed in every way. My wife
slipping her hand under his belly soon recovered the stiffness of his
prick. I now desired him to kneel that I might be into his bottom.His exquisitely white buttocks, marble-like in polish, hardness, and
coldness to the touch, were most attractive to women as well as to me.While thus kneeling with head low, and the chink between the buttocks
well spread open, his exquisite small, pink, corrugated arsehole with
almost invisible fair, short ringlets around it was truly lovely and
exciting.As a rule, I like to fuck a rough, hairy-arsed man, but I can all the
same appreciate the delight in such an exquisite arsehole as Carl
possessed. To me also it had the attraction of its first possession.
When thus first fully displayed to my delighted eye, I flung myself on
my knees, kissed and tongued the exquisite and delicious orifice, and
speedily got furiously lewd upon it; and rarely have I fucked an arse
more deliciously incentive to sodomy.“Oh, poor fellow,” cried my wife, “you must let this fine object (his
prick) be housed in me first, and then he will less feel the
introduction of your large instrument.”I immediately consented, on which he cried out in delight—“Oh do what you like with me, as long as your adorable lady will permit
me to possess her.”“Well,” said I, “see, her cunt is reeking with your spunk, so I will
first bathe my prick therein, to make it go easier into your arse.”We took up kneeling positions. He filled the delighted cunt of my wife,
and presented his really beautiful arse to my raging lust. I humoured
the entrance a little, but once within over the nut, I plunged
recklessly forward, somewhat too roughly, for it made him wince, and he
would have escaped from me if he had not been doubly imprisoned. The
pause I gave him after being fully engulphed calmed the strange
sensation, and we gradually increased our movements until both died
away in excessive delight, especially to him, for it was his first
experience of la double jouissance, and it gave him such exquisite
enjoyment that he begged me not to withdraw, but to run a second
course. My darling wife thinking it would increase his lewdness if she
changed his prick from her cunt to the more divine orifice, withdrew
it, and placed it in the grove sacred to the secret rites of Priapus.la double jouissanceHe enjoyed the ecstasies of paradise on this last occasion, and we all
fell on the bed completely overcome by the soul-killing joys of the
discharge, and lay soaking in all the after-pleasure for some time,
until my darling wife begged us to relieve her of our overpowering
weight. We rose and purified ourselves, and then I posed him standing
up, admiring the really fine proportions and beauty of his handsome
fair form. I sucked his prick until it stood, and then told him he must
give me the pleasures of the middle, which he was so highly praising as
the utmost exquisite enjoyment he had ever experienced.My darling wife was delighted. She got on her knees. I entered her
delicious cunt in the first bout, and I quickly housed Carl’s prick in
my arse.We ran an exquisite course, and then a second with only a change of my
prick to Florence’s arse instead of cunt. Carl was after this obliged
to leave us, as the morning was getting on.I sent him away the happiest of men by telling him as long as he placed
his arse at my disposal, he should have my wife always at the same time.Thus we had secured another fine prick to our general orgies. We told
the Grandvits of our fortunate trouvaille.trouvailleMonsieur made some difficulty about his being a servant, and the fear
of discovery of our orgies through his indiscretion; but hearing that
he was much superior to a servant he consented to his introduction.After they had seen and admired him, they expressed their extreme
satisfaction at the result of his joining us—for both Madame and
Grandvit loved to have him into all their orifices. We could now fuck
both women at once, and the double pleasure could be given to either
sex without there being any outsider.Every third night they slept in our hotel, and that night we never
ceased conjunctions in every variety, with pauses for refreshment,
purification, pleasant bawdy talk, fun, and frolic. For a month longer
this delicious existence lasted, and then it was time for us to proceed
southward. We parted from the Grandvits with much regret, but promised
to return in the spring and visit them at their country house. I may
here add that we did so, and enjoyed our visit to the utmost; and, in
the second year of our absence, they accompanied us into Germany, where
at last we left dear Carl. He had begged us to let him go as my valet
with us to Italy.His intended stay in Paris was within a month of its termination; he
wrote to his father that the opportunity of travelling through Italy
under the offer we had made was too advantageous to be lost. His father
consented, and thus for eighteen months he was our constant companion
and participator in all our lascivious conjunctions.Carl accompanied us to London on our first return home, and resided
with us for three months. I told the Benson and the Egerton of our good
fortune in discovering him, and the exquisite addition to our party of
us and the De Grandvits he had been.They were instantly alive to the delight of possessing him.I had continued the occupation of my chambers in the Temple, in which
Harry Dale still resided; it was there we erected our altar to the
Apostrophian Venus, and held our orgies.
Carl delighted our old friends, who were never tired of having him one
way or another, while Harry or I administered to the double
jouissance.double
jouissanceA new prick to a woman is like a fresh cunt to a man, and for the time
gives additional zest to the lust which rages in us. So it is with the
darling Benson and the lovely Egerton. They revelled in the possession
of Carl. They knew they could only have him but a short time, and they
made the most of him.My beloved wife, with that kindly consideration for everyone which
distinguished her, quite abandoned Carl to these two dear insatiable
cunts, and contented herself with presiding over our orgies, dictating
new and exciting poses to our two friends, leaving Carl and me to their
embraces, and consoling herself with a fuck now and then from Harry
Dale, when we two were simply fucking each his dame. She told them, “I
can have Carl and Charlie whenever I like at home, so must leave them
to you for the three months that Carl can only give us.”We met thrice a week. My wife used to drive to the dear creatures and
take them up, the husbands being much gratified at the affection shown
by my wife to them, and never having the slightest suspicion of the
object my wife had in taking them out. As to our own servants they knew
the chambers belonged to their master, and they knew we lunched there,
but they never imagined their mistress would take ladies to share in
their master’s embraces. So that we carried on our intrigue in perfect
safety and impunity.It was a sad day when we left with Carl, who never again returned to
England. Our darling companions had become much attached to him, and
parted with close embraces, and with bitter tears bade him adieu.We parted from him at Frankfort, where his father, retiring to a
country life, left him proprietor of a capital hotel, to which in
after-years we often resorted when going to and from the German spas,
and always stayed some days to renew the orgies we all so loved. His
love for my adored wife’s cunt endured for ten or twelve years, when an
advantageous marriage softened it, perhaps more through the jealousy of
his wife who, suspecting, caused us to desist from using his hotel. He
had also got a family of a boy and two girls growing up, which
completely ended our acquaintance.To return to the time of our conducting him to Frankfort with the
Grandvits, they afterwards accompanied us in a tour in Switzerland, but
left us at Sion, when we turned our steps across the Simplon to Italy.We were invited by our friend the Count to visit him for a month at his
old castle in the hills of San Giovanni, overlooking all the ground of
Bonaparte’s earlier battles in his first Italian campaign.We followed the right bank of Lake Maggiore to Arona and Allessandria,
and thence by Acqui gained the castle of the Count on the hill above.
It was situated in the midst of glorious scenery. From the summit of a
hill near the glorious line of the Alps could be seen Monte Rosa,
Mont Blanc, Mont Cenis, Monte Giovi, and thence round the Apennines,
while the Gap leading to Savona gave a view of the sea, the southern
suburb of Genoa, and the line of coast leading to Spezia.It was a glorious view, and we often directed our steps to the summit
from whence it was seen during our month’s stay with our loved and
delightful host.His old castle was only partially ruinous, but quite habitable.
However, his father had built a comfortable house in the garden, at the
base of the rock.The castle crowned a perfect perpendicular detached mass of rock, half
round which rushed a mountain torrent, the approach being a very steep
zigzag with now ruinous defences, a very steep and difficult ascent. It
is true from a low entranced cave at the foot a secret stair led up
from the garden, of which I shall have more to say in relating some
incidents of the Count’s earlier history, as confessed to us in our
close and intimate intercourse.We were warmly welcomed by our dear friend, who, leading us to our
rooms, had a rack-off of his waste steam in the ever delicious cunt of
my loved wife, who, it will be recollected, had a great penchant for
the Count, when she used to prefer him at our Percy Street orgies. When
the Count retired, I plunged my excited prick into the balmy bath he
had prepared for me in my wife’s cunt, fucking her fast and furiously
the instant he retired, a change she loved above all things; this
calmed us for the moment, and enabled our waiting for night.We had expected to find a young sister of the Count with him but at our
orgy at night he told us that since his return home he had had this
sister, and that in fact at that moment she was staying with an
accoucheuse at Turin, and he expected to hear of her delivery by
every post. We congratulated him on finding so delicious a bit of incest
to his hand on his return to his country.accoucheuse“Ah!” said he, “it is much more delicious than you think.”“Indeed, how is that?”“She is my own daughter as well as sister.”“What a delicious idea!” cried I, “what a cockstand, and what a fuck it
must have been to you! But you must have had your own mother to bring
about such a delicious result. Do let us hear all about it, my dear
Count, it will excite us all to renewed efforts, as incest always does.”This conversation occurred during a long pause we had made in our first
night’s orgy when quietly seated after purification, restoring our
powers with Champagne and some slight refreshments prepared by our host
for the occasion. We had already had three hours of the most delicious
fucking in every possible combination, being all, especially the Count,
fresh and in excellent order for a thorough excess. So we all were glad
of a respite, and listened to the exciting story of the Count’s
delicious double incest. As we did not hear all at that sitting, I will
finish an account of our doings, and then give a connected narrative or
sketch of that strange intrigue, and some other of his earlier
escapades, merely adding that his account of his affair with his mother
set us all off in such an excitement of lust, followed by such an
excess of fucking in bouts of double jouissance, in which not only my
adored and most lascivious wife came in for her full share, but both
the Count and myself enjoyed the double bliss in our turn. We carried
on to such an excess that we were quite knocked up, and were so
overpowered with sleep the next evening that by common consent we
quietly went to bed, and deferred till morning any fresh deeds in the
fields of love and lust.double jouissanceWe found this so refreshing to our powers of fucking that we regularly
adopted the system of lying fallow the earlier portion of every other
night.We passed a most agreeable time with walks and rides through the lovely
scenery, and explorations of the old castles.The Count himself had two, but the one immediately above his house was
by far the most interesting and was the original seat of his ancestors,
wild robber barons of their day; and a black deed was reported in the
traditions of the peasantry around.The castle, although in a valley between the hills, stood on a high
perpendicular isolated rock some hundred and fifty feet above its base;
it was crowned with a very high building to make up for want of space
at the foundation, and had besides a very lofty and bold round tower,
rising high enough above the sides of the valley to serve as a lookout
beyond them. The habitable part was reached from the main gate by a
steep stair, at one of the landings was a trap door opening upon a
profoundly deep shaft; tradition said that this was a trap for personal
enemies, who, on pretence of reconciliation were invited to the castle;
on passing over the trap it opened, and they were precipitated to the
bottom. It was the common tradition of the peasantry that wheels with
scythes attached chopped them to pieces at the bottom.It is a curious fact, and one showing how tradition may preserve a
truth where least expected. Our friend the Count for six months lay
hidden in the secret recesses of this old castle at the time a price
was set on his head for treason. This had led him to all sorts of
explorations, in which he had discovered many hiding places.Knowing of this tradition about the cutting up of bodies at the bottom
of this deep shaft he got his two younger brothers to let him down by a
long cord, and really found the remains of machinery and wheels with
rusty blades attached.After he had finally escaped, a more regular search was made, and it
was discovered that a communication with the torrent on a former higher
level had let the water pass underneath the castle, and turn a water
wheel which cut up the bodies and made them float away by the outlet.
Human skulls and bones were found, singularly verifying the truth of
tradition.At the time the Count was a fugitive hiding therein, the old apartments
were used as a granary to store the rent in kind of his father’s
tenantry. As there were suspicions of his having taken refuge here, the
place had been two or three times ransacked by the police without their
discovering him—thanks to the ingenious hiding places he had
discovered. But for this very reason every precaution had to be
taken, and no beds, bedding, or plates, knives, chairs, or tables were
there; he slept on the corn, spread three feet thick on the floor, or
sat on it when tired. His mother, with provisions under her petticoats,
would saunter in the garden, and, when unobserved, slip into the low
cavern and ascend by the secret stairs, and seated on the corn by his
side, would wait until he had done, to take everything away, and leave
not a trace of anyone being provisioned up there. These details are
explanatory of what follows. The Count had been one of the Royal Guard
for two years at Turin, and being a handsome young fellow, had as much
fucking at command as he could wish for. When shut up for months in his
asylum the passions that had been kept under by constant gratification
began to torment him; from the loopholes of the castle he could see the
peasant women working on the mountainside, and, in stooping, showing
their legs even up to the bare skin, and this used to drive him mad
with desire. He did not frig himself, but at night stole down to the
garden, secured a large pumpkin or two, took them up to his retreat,
cut small holes in their sides, and then thrust his stiff-standing
prick into them, forcing the hole to the size of his prick, and then
working the pumpkin with both hands till he spent deliciously; he used
to get six or seven fucks in these artificial cunts, then throw away
the finished one on the torrent side of the castle. This was so far a
relief, but his lust grew fiercer every day, and on one occasion became
uncontrollable.His mother, who had married at fifteen, was now a fine ripe woman in
her thirty-sixth year. One day, after setting down the things she had
brought up, she lifted her outer gown that she might not show she had
been sitting on corn; the Count was already seated much below her body
on the low corn. His mother accidentally on this occasion drew up all
her clothes, showing the whole of her fine arse, and in stooping
backwards to seat herself all her fine hairy and gaping cunt was
visible to his lower sight. This was too much for the Count, in a
moment his prick sprang to the fiercest stand, he instantly unbuttoned
his trousers; his mother finding she had brought her bare arse onto the
corn, leant over on the side opposite to her son to tuck her petticoats
under her arse, but the Count seized her round the waist with one arm,
with his body pressed on her already bent body, forced her quite down
on her side and was into her cunt up to the hilt, he thrust it up so
fiercely as not only to make her shriek with surprise, but also with
pain. She struggled to be free, but was held down with all the energy
of his ferocious lust. Very few thrusts in and out were required to
bring down the first rush of his sperm; this lubricated her cunt, his
prick never yielded, but stood as stiff as ever, and with hardly an
instant’s pause he recommenced a more delicious action than the
previous one. His mother, however, was much distressed in mind at the
first horror of the incest, but being a ripe woman of hot lubricity,
could not feel a fine prick deliciously belabouring her cunt without
having her lust excited in spite of herself. As all pain of the
unprepared forcing of her cunt had passed away, and the plentiful rush
of her son’s spunk lubricated all the passage, she soon could not
control her passions, and seconded him with an art which left nothing
to desire. His long deprivation fired him to unusual efforts, and he
fucked her five times before he withdrew.When she sat up she said, “Oh! Ferdinand, what have you done! How could
you do so? Violate your own mother. It is dreadful.”The poor Count, seeing her much distressed, burst into tears, threw his
arms round her neck, and weeping told her he could not help it.She patted his head, and said. “Poor fellow, poor fellow.”On this he lifted his head to kiss her. She, too, wept, and they
mingled tears and caresses together; this almost instantly restored his
prick to its pristine stiffness. He bent his mother back on the corn,
and although she resisted a little, and said it was too dreadful his
wanting to commit such a sin again, she opened her legs when he got
over her, and did not prevent his pulling up her petticoats.He was into her this-time-well-moistened and really longing cunt, for
her passions were now become lascivious.Thrice more did he fuck her, each time more delicious than the others,
and in all seconded by the most splendid action of his mother’s arse,
and the most exciting pressures of the inner folds of her really
delicious cunt.At last she left him, but after so delightful a commencement every day
saw a renewal of these delicious encounters.His mother proved an adept in every resource of lust. Being a
splendidly made woman, and salacious in the extreme, when once she had
given way to her lubricity, she indulged in every whim of lust. She
always, after a few days’ fucking, came very lightly dressed, with no
stays or other encumbrances, so that they used to strip and fuck at
ease in every way. The Count assured us that much as he had since
enjoyed some of the finest women, never had one given greater pleasure
than his delicious, lewd, and salacious mother, doubtless the fact of
it being incest added to the usual gratification given by a ripe,
well-made, luscious-cunted woman.After the first week of their delicious encounters, his mother said to
him, “My dear Ferdinand, we are very imprudent, you may get me with
child if we do not adopt precautions. Your father does not wish to have
any more children, and takes care not to get them.”“How does he prevent it, my dear mamma?”“Well dearest, he goes slowly to work, and while he has it in me rubs
his finger on the point where you are now feeling (he was gently
rubbing up her clitoris, a well-developed one) until he has made me
enjoy it several times, and when he finds he is about to discharge he
suddenly withdraws it, and pushes the head of it into my bottom and
spends there. You must do the same, but you must not put all this long
thick fellow in. Oh! come to my arms, my son, you have excited me until
I must have it immediately.”Upon which the Count mounted and fucked so deliciously that with arms
and legs round his body and loins, devil a bit would she allow him to
withdraw, but spent with him most ecstatically, and quickly called for
more, so that it was not until the third time of his being about to
spend, that throwing her fine legs high in the air, and bringing her
arse with a heave well up, and taking his prick out with her hand, she
guided it to the delicious smaller orifice, and as all was reeking with
the previous discharge, slipped it in, not the head only, but the whole
shaft. She cried out, “Not so far, not so far,” but as he began shoving
in and out she quickly got excited, and wriggled her arse with all her
accustomed skill, and spent deliciously again as he shot his spunk
right up into her incestuous entrails.He passed a hand between their bodies to press a finger on her
clitoris, this made her cunt throb, which was felt by his prick, and
quickly sent him up upon another delicious enjoyment of the tight
recess of obscene lust, and a second most exquisite and luscious course
was run, equally to his mother’s as to his satisfaction. Then he
withdrew to relieve her body of the weight she had so long sustained,
they mutually embraced their naked bodies, and sweetly conversed on the
exquisite joys they had just participated in. His mother declared his
father gave her nothing like the lascivious joys she received from his
dear son. They toyed and kissed until, handling his prick with skill,
she got two more delicious fucks, one in each receptacle, and parted
for the day.By the second month she discovered that what she dreaded had happened.
Her son had got her with child; she wept when she communicated this
unfortunate result, but the Count, like me, always stood fiercely at a
woman’s tears. Several splendid fucks followed, all in the cunt—the
mischief was done, and precautions were no longer necessary.His mother abandoned herself to him with a greater excess of lust than
she had ever yet done, and fucked with an excellence, vigour, and
energy that drew from him eight discharges in a wonderfully short time.
The fact of his having put a baby into her appeared to stimulate both
their passions. She declared she never in her life had enjoyed fucking
more. They used the grossest bawdy terms in their intercourse, as if it
was one barrier more broken down between them, and made their
incestuous love more exciting and a greater destruction of all natural
ties between them.Before parting they consulted about how best to fix the parentage on
her husband.He was a man of fifty-five, and, therefore, past the ardour of
passion—taking even his fucking coolly—and, therefore, more difficult
to hoodwink.She knew that he awoke with a cockstand, although that did not always
lead to a fuck. Upon this they founded their hopes, and at last
arranged she should drug his coffee, and when still asleep in the
morning she should handle his prick, get him up, turn her bum, put it
into her cunt, work him gently, make him spend which would awake him,
hold him in, pretend she herself was in the acme of delight, but on
coming to her senses, upbraid him with having spent inside.This all happened as planned, he did awake on spending, but his wife
exerted such unusually delicious pressures upon his delighted prick,
that he got so excited as to fuck her and she took care he should
spend inside a second time—she pretended to be carried away by passion
as much as he was. But remonstrating afterwards upon the imprudence of
what he had done, especially in having so excited her that she could
not help spending at the instant he did, which made it more dangerous.
She did not know how it was but she had never before seemed to receive
such pleasure from him as he had given her that morning.“Well, my darling, it is a curious coincidence, but you never seemed to
me more delicious or more lasciviously excellent in your fucking than
you did just now. As it is but once let us take more care in future,
and hope nothing will come of this little and delightful imprudence.”But of course there did, as the Count related to us, and seven months
after this morning fucking my mother gave birth to a daughter. “I had
already been in exile for five months when this event came off, I had
letters from my mother after she got about and for some years
afterwards, telling me that my sister was a beautiful child, and
growing up the image of her father, underlining those words for me,
to put the true construction on them. Poor darling mamma, she died four
years ago, and my father followed her two years later. I never saw
either of them again.the image of her father“Before I escaped from Italy I had passed five months in the constant
possession of my beloved mother. As her pregnancy advanced her
salacious avidity for my embraces seemed to increase. She was
insatiable, but with such variety of charm and art that I never failed
to answer to her call. Every refinement and excess of the wildest and
grossest lust was practised by us.“My father possessed a small collection of the grossest bawdy books; my
adored and salacious mother purloined from time to time the lewdest, we
read and excited ourselves in the realisation of the wildest and
grossest scenes therein depicted.“My mother was an instance of a woman getting once out of bounds and
then stopping short of no excess, and became boundlessly corrupt. There
was no horror we two could possibly commit that we did not indulge in.“My father, when once the pregnancy was undoubted, was less reticent of
his fucks. My mother at my request used to stimulate him to fuck her
just before coming up to me, so that I used to shove my prick into the
paternal sperm, sometimes in her cunt, and sometimes in her arse, and
eventually used to lick it up before fucking her either way. The incest
of her son upon the immediate fuck of her husband was, she said, the
most stimulating to her excessive lust of anything I could possibly do.“My father was obliged to go to Turin for ten days; it was the time of
new moon, when nights were dark. My mother used to put on a dark cloak
and come up to me; we lay down on her cloak, and, stark naked, gave
ourselves up to the wildest lust until dawn, when mother slipt away to
the house and left me well inclined to sleep until she returned with my
food.“Oh! it was a happy time, its combinations of solitude and incest,
combined with my lusty youth, for I was only nineteen years old at that
time, made me be constantly at her call, and she never went away before
her excessive lust had been satisfied for the moment. Had circumstances
permitted her to stay with me longer than she usually did, she would
have got more frequent fucks out of me; at night, when she could come,
she got ten and sometimes eleven discharges from me, and probably
herself spent twice as often. I was indefatigable.“In all her after-letters to me she constantly avowed grief that she
had lost her most loved son; that she was inconsolable, punning on the
con in the word, which is French for ‘cunt.’“Various allusions of that sort were in all her loving letters. Often
and often when I have been slack in fucking a woman, and my prick not
answering when called on, I had only to conjure up some of these scenes
with my mother when my cock would spring to the stand instantly, to the
immense satisfaction of my momentary fouteuse, and it is so yet, a
thought of her reanimates it at once.”fouteuseHere my adored wife slipped her hand under his dressing-gown, and found
his prick standing fiercely, she seized it, and pretending to be his
mother, cried out—“Come, oh, come! my beloved Ferdinand, into your own loving mother’s
arms.”She fell back on the couch, he got between her legs, kneeling on the
floor, having thrown off his robe, exhibiting his fine hairy arse—one
of those I so dearly loved. The sight fired my salacious prick, so
kneeling behind, I guided it into his arsehole, and while he fucked my
adored wife, I sodomised his superb arse. We ran two delicious courses,
then my wife took me in her cunt, while the Count buggered his supposed
mother, for that stimulating idea was kept up. A second fuck followed
in the same pose, with both her apertures filled to satiety.This concluded that delicious orgy; we had a half night’s rest the
following night, as usual, to recruit, that we might better enjoy a
perfect excess on the subsequent night.It was in this way we kept up our powers, and only near the end of our
visit had we any occasion to apply the birch, and that to no great
excess.It was in the middle of the second night that the Count continued his
recital of the result of the intrigue with his mother. His
sister-child, for she was both, was born in his first year’s exile.
Beyond his mother’s description of her, that she was growing up a
beautiful girl, the image of her father, meaning her son, the Count, he
had no other intelligence of her. She had just turned eleven when her
mother died; for two years after that sad event she kept house for her
father.He then dying, the second brother took possession of the property. As
the state had deprived him of all civil rights, the property was given
up to the brother. On his return, after being amnestied, the Count had
to go to law with his brother to get back his property. His
sister-daughter, who had been unhappy with her brother’s wife, gladly
left them to keep house with the Count. She was then in her seventeenth
year, splendidly developed in bosom and bottom, lovely and lustful
deep-brown eyes, the very image of her father, although she only knew
him as her brother. The recollection of the fierce joys he had had with
his own and her mother, drove him wild with lust to possess the
incestuous fruit of his intrigue with his own mother. He used of an
evening after dinner to have her sit on his knee while he related his
adventures abroad, intermingled with kissing and toying. He praised her
splendid bubbies and felt them; he said he could not believe that her
immense prominence behind was real unless he felt the bare skin. With
little resistance this was permitted once, then indulged in, until from
less to more he got to feeling and frigging her cunt, while he put his
own standing prick into her caressing hand. There could be but one end
of this. He took her maidenhead, and then she crept into his bed every
night. He initiated her into every excess of venery, and ended by
getting her with child. It was concealed as long as possible, and then,
on pretence of a visit to a friend at Turin, to see some fetes, he
conducted her to an accoucheuse, and left her there until her
parturition was over.accoucheuseI may here mention that just five weeks after that event came off we
met them at Turin, on our way home from Venice. She was a beautiful
girl. The Count introduced us as old friends, with whom everything
could be done in common.We stopped a fortnight, and initiated her into all the mysteries and
extravagancies of the wildest lust, and she proved apt a scholar that
she almost equalled in action and enjoyment the greater experience of
my beloved wife.The Count had taken apartments at Turin for the winter, and finding his
sister-daughter so facile a pupil he intended getting up a partie
carrée to continue these delightful orgies. His child was a lovely
fruit of double incest, and gave promise of being a lovely woman. Her
mount was charmingly plump, and the pouting lips of her delicious
little cunt were already lust-exciting. The Count hoped he would be
able to fuck her when old enough and promised me a participation when
the time came.partie
carréeI may here add he had her always to bed with him, and his sister-mother
every morning, and in the bath with him.She grew up admirably developed. From between seven and eight years old
he gamahuched her delighted cunt; at eight began rubbing his prick on
her clitoris, and by nine had gradually stretched it that he could
enter nearly his whole length, and spend there.We long knew each other, and he always said he was practising the
lesson my adored wife Florence had instructed him in, when relating to
us the incidents of her earlier days, and of her gradual violation by
her own father.I shall defer this story that I may at once describe the after-fate of
this beautiful child, whom I and my wife have since often enjoyed
between us, when she was entrusted to us by her father.After a visit to us in England he left her to perfect her English for
six months with us. We certainly perfected her erotic education while
she perfected herself in English by her own ready talent for language,
for although only in her sixteenth year, she spoke five languages
perfectly, besides all the local dialects of Italy, which differ
greatly from each other. Her stay with us was much prolonged, for at
the time she was about to leave us she proved to be with child by me.
In due course of time she was safely delivered of a daughter.Her father, who came over to take her home after the advent, ceded the
dear little object of my connection with her mother to my wife’s
prayers.We had no children of our own, and she would adopt her. The Count, who
in his heart was delighted at the proposition, left her with us. He
afterwards had a son by this beautiful and charming daughter and
granddaughter of his at one and the same time.It is now long years ago, and that son legally adopted is now Count in
succession after his father’s death.We paid many visits during these years to each other, during which the
Count related to us some of the episodes in his life, which I give in
his own words—“You ask me to relate my first experiences. My earliest initiation into
the secret mysteries of love’s recess was rather a curious one, and one
which ended very disagreeably for the fair nun who sought to teach me
the gentle art of love.“You must know that after Bonaparte’s first conquest of Northern Italy,
when he had turned the Alps by the Savona depression, and by the
battles of Montenotte and others in that neighbourhood, gained the
interior plains and carried all before him, Piedmont was annexed, and
after the then French fashion, all church property was seized. Monks
and nuns were turned loose in the world, with a promise of small
pensions which never were paid. A nun of a convent in our neighbourhood
was one thus thrown on the world. To sustain life she opened a little
school for boys and girls of tender age. The neighbouring gentry,
willing to assist a worthy creature reduced to poverty by no fault of
her own, sent their children to her for primary instruction; my mother
had taken a great fancy to Sister Bridget, as she was called, and I was
sent to her school. I had just entered into my twelfth year, but was a
fine grown boy of my age, and I can remember that my prick when
standing in the morning had already shown proofs of fair development,
which gave promise of its future prominence I think I was the biggest
boy in the school, all the others being two or three years my juniors.
I was in perfect ignorance as to the relation between the different
sexes. The nun seemed to have taken a fancy to me, she used to embrace
me with her arms, and kiss me with very pouting lips, and I could feel
that she seemed to suck in my breath. She made me stand very close to
her in repeating my lessons, her arms or elbows, apparently by
accident, were always pressed against the spot where my, at first
insensible, prick lay hid. Without knowing how it came about, these
sort of accidental pressures at last excited it to stand, which she, no
doubt on the watch, was delighted to perceive. Seeing how she could now
excite it to the point she wished to arrive at, she said aloud one
day—‘Fernandino, you must stay to repeat that lesson after the school
rises. You want a little extra instruction which I cannot give you
while occupied with all the class.’ I thought this a kindness on her
part, but her object was very different. When all had gone and we were
left alone, she desired me to come nearer, the elbow played its usual
game, my cock stood, she pressed harder against it, then cried out,
‘Dear me! what is that hard thing in your trousers? let me see.’ She
unbuttoned them, put in her soft hand, and drew out my prick. ‘How
curious that is. Is it always so?’ ‘No, not always.’ ‘When how comes it
so now?’ ‘I don’t know, but sometimes in moving to show me my lesson
your elbow touches it, and it gets into that state.’ All this time she
was handling my prick in the gentlest and most exciting manner, indeed
she very quickly produced the spasmodic joys of heaven thus brought
down to mortal man, of course with only the nervous result. This was
all that was attempted the first time, when she told me to button up,
saying that it was a very bad thing to encourage that habit, and I must
be prudent and not let others know of its being improperly hard and
stiff.“This sort of thing continued for a day or two. Finding I had said
nothing about it to anyone, she proceeded to effect her grand object.
I was kept in as before. She excited me as usual, and soon had it out
stiff-standing. ‘Now,’ said she, ‘I will initiate you into love’s
mysteries. I see you are discreet and can be trusted; lie down on your
back on this school form.’ I did so. She lifted my shirt, my trousers
were already down on my legs, she felt the shaft and appendages, then
kneeling by my side she sucked it deliciously until it felt as if it
would burst. She then rose and straddled over the low form and my body,
pulled her petticoats up to her navel, and to my great surprise showed
an immense thick mass of hair, covering the whole of her lower belly.
Guiding my prick to the entrance of her cunt, she gradually engulphed
the little object by letting her body descend upon it. I felt a certain
smarting of pain in her first movements, and my prick partially
softened, but quickly regained all its stiffness by the pleasure she
gave me by her up and down movements on it. I went off as before in a
paroxysm of choking delight; she, too, spent, for I was conscious of a
stream of warm liquid flowing on my cock. She tightly held me where I
was, and by cunt pressures quickly brought it up to full stiffness
again, and a second delightful paroxysm followed.“After this I fairly shrank to nothing, and dropped out. On rising I
saw that there was a wetness streaked with blood all over my cock and
cods; boylike, the sight of blood frightened me, and I began to cry,
she wiped it all off, and skinned back my prick to wipe under it but
here the raw surface made it painful, and even drew a show of blood;
previously my foreskin had been attached to the projecting edge of the
nut, her action of sinking on it had torn it off and forced it down on
the shaft, doubtless this is the maidenhead of a boy, and hence the
first smarting pain and the slight loss of blood that followed. She
tried to detain me that she might get some warm water, which she told
me would put it all to rights. I was too frightened, and ran off home
crying all the way, and like a stupid lubberly boy, sought my mother
and told her all what Sister Bridget had done and showed how sore she
had made my cock. My mother, enraged, ran at once to the school, where
in a back room Sister Bridget resided—berated her well, and in her
anger let it all out, so that the poor woman, lost all her scholars,
and was reduced to perfect poverty. However, a young Count in the
neighbourhood, who had been long trying to have her, now persuaded her
to accept his protection; she had the wisdom to make him settle
indefeasibly a pension upon her, so as to be safe from future
abandonment. I, of course, soon regretted the stupidity of my conduct.
As soon as cured of the slight soreness of my cock, my imagination
recurred to the pleasure her handling and sucking had given me, and the
delicious paroxysms she had produced, but, alas! all too late. However,
now I was awakened to the true use of a prick, and our women servants
and the peasant girls in the neighbourhood, who knew of my affair with
the nun, gave me encouragement, and I fucked them right and left, in
the fields, under the bushes, in stables or lofts, and carried on this
for a year; but at last I was discovered by my father, and sent off to
college at Savona. Colleges in Italy have schools attached for younger
students like your King’s College, in London.“Here I found a youngster but six months older than me, the son of a
friend of my family. I told him the story of my affair with the nun. We
used to get leave to go to the water closet from different masters, so
as not to be supposed to go together by design. From feeling our cocks
and frigging ourselves until we spent, which we both now could do, my
friend suggested that I should put it into his bottom, which a young
usher in his first school had taught him to do. He was a plump,
good-looking lad, with wonderfully large buttocks, and with an arsehole
which from the usher’s practice, whose cock was full grown, was so
widened and sunk in that it really looked more like a vulva than an
arsehole. By this time my cock was nearly as large as it is now,
notwithstanding it entered up to the hilt without difficulty, and I
used to fuck him most deliciously. It is a curious fact that he liked
to be the recipient, and to be frigged by me at the same time. Although
he got into my arsehole a few times it was merely from curiosity; his
letch was to be fucked and frigged. While at college together this
quite satisfied us, and we never sought the dangerous intercourse of
the strumpets of the town, and so avoided the horrible diseases that so
many of our fellow students suffered from, many for all their lives
after. For years this agreeable intercourse lasted, and was only cut
short by my exile.“Meanwhile, on my return home for the vacation, I had not forgotten
Sister Bridget, and longed intensely to renew my acquaintance with her.
I easily discovered her abode; meeting her one day she scowled at me,
and turned off in another direction. But I found out she had a
favourite walk in a lonely direction. I hid myself until she approached
too near to get away, seized her hand, implored her to forgive the
folly of a mere boy, who had ever regretted his ignorant stupidity, but
who was now a man, and longed to prove his devotion to her. Here I had
unbuttoned my trousers with the other hand, and pulled out a very fair
prick, at full stand.“‘There!’ cried I, ‘see how the recollection of the paradise I lost
grieves him to the heart, let the poor dumb creature plead for me.’“I placed the hand I held upon it, she grasped it tightly—“‘O! Fernandino, I always loved you, and but for your indiscretion
should have had you all myself for months.’ I threw my arms round her
neck, our mouths met in a loving kiss, her tongue darted fire into my
soul. I drew her, a willing participator, into some side bushes. She
sank on the ground, her legs fell apart; I lifted her petticoats, her
rich fleece and palpitating cunt were irresistible, I flung myself upon
her, I gamahuched her until she spent twice, and then fucked her three
times before I withdrew. I would willingly have continued the delicious
junction, but that she implored me for prudence’ sake to rise. We
parted, but not before arranging for other meetings, which took place
in woods and barns, wherever most convenient. Her protector going for a
week to Turin during one of my vacations, I was admitted to her room at
night by climbing the roof of an outhouse, and then stark naked we
indulged in every excess. She was hot and lewd to the utmost, a
splendidly made woman, with an insatiable cunt when once our sports
began. She was, as I before mentioned, most hairy, had a well-developed
clitoris, and fucked with as much pleasure in the rear attack as in her
tight delicious throbbing cunt. She loved above all things to gamahuche
a prick, sucked it most charmingly, but with greater art licked around
the hollow below the nut, and down the under side of the prick, with an
occasional lick of the ballocks, all in so exciting a manner that no
matter how often I had fucked her, she was sure to get another and
another. This charming intrigue continued until I went to Turin.“During my connection with Sister Bridget I learnt the whole history of
her convent life. She was forced to take the veil by her family, much
against her will, for she even then felt the prickly sensation of
desire, making her cunt throb at the idea of coition with the male sex.
She quickly found a friend with similar desires, but more experienced,
who first taught her all the art of tribadism, and then confessed to
having connection with the youngest father confessor. This priest came
once a week to confess the nuns, to confess their liaison, and to let
him inflict what penalty he liked. He told her he would flog her, and
then punish her where she sinned, which, in fact, meant putting his
prick into her cunt when in a kneeling position. This sort of thing was
done to see if she took it in with gusto, and when it was found that
was the case, their hour of confession was a scene of every excess,
stark naked, for neither wore aught but the frock of monk or nun. This
delicious indulgence lasted until the dissolution of the convent, and
you know the rest.”Another recital of the Count much amused us. The Count was admitted at
seventeen into the Royal Guard, where each private was born a
gentleman, and held the rank of sub-lieutenant in the army. Here he had
many intrigues, and took the maidenhead of a charming and beautifully
made girl, who was being brought up for the stage as an opera dancer,
for which she showed early capacity. She proved a great success when
brought forward. She dearly loved our friend, and was supposed to be
faithful to him, although she had developed excessive wantonness and
lubricity under his able tuition. His flight and exile separated them.Years afterwards he met a lovely, magnificent, fully developed woman,
splendidly attired, walking in the Regent’s Park, He did not recognise
her, but was looking at her with longing eyes, when suddenly she seized
him by the arm, and exclaimed in the patois of Piedmont, “Ces tu si!
Buzaron.” (Is that thou thyself, Buzaron). This latter word is a
familiar expression of carnal affection, but, literally, is “big
bugger.”“Ces tu si!
Buzaron.”Their intercourse became of the warmest, she was now a first-rate
danseuse, very highly paid.danseuseThe Count had first had her, she really loved him, and in London stuck
faithfully to him, for love alone, for she never would accept even the
smallest present. She, of course, had plenty of splendid offers from
noblemen, but as long as the Count would have her she was faithful to
him. When, which a knowing woman’s tact senses, she saw a falling off,
she released him, and, although never refusing her person to him, took
to others as well. She was a very lovely bird, and used to relate the
erotic experiences of her previous years. Many of these were most
amusing, but one in especial showed the ardent nature of her
temperament. She had accepted, when dancing at Genoa, an eligible offer
from the Lisbon Opera proprietors, and had to take passage on an
Italian brig; she was the only passenger, and her berth was in the same
open cabin as that of the captain and mate. On the second day out the
captain showed signs of wishing to have her. She was already longing
for a fuck, to which she had been daily habituated on shore, so she
lent herself most willingly to his desires; from him to the mate, and
eventually to all the ship’s company, without any jealousy of captain
or mate; for the system in those days made captain and crew all equally
interested in the success of the voyage from the terms of their
agreement.The captain, mate and carpenter were owners of the vessel. The crew of
a boatswain and four picked men received food, mostly dried fish, but
no wages. They were entitled to a certain share of the profits of the
voyage, and thus were interested in its success, and on very different
terms of intimacy with the captain to what ordinary sailors could be.The voyage lasted six weeks, and during all that time she had every man
in the ship into her every day, and from fair front-fucking had
eventually satisfied them in both apertures, and often had had one in
each orifice, and sucked a third to spending point, which she
deliciously swallowed; she had even taken the premisses of the little
twelve-year-old cabin boy, and she declared that she never enjoyed so
complete a satisfaction of her excessive lascivious lust as in that
happy voyage of six weeks’ duration.premissesThe Count, who had split his sides with laughter as she recounted this
extraordinary indulgence in every enjoyment of lust, related in the
amusing patois of Piedmont, told us that notwithstanding such excessive
indulgence in both orifices, and by pricks, many of which were of
immense dimensions, not the slightest appearance of such ample
stretching could be detected on the closest examination, and that in
either orifice she could almost nip your prick off. One of those
exceptional constitutions and splendid forms that no excess injures,
and who are ready for any number of pricks and reducing them all to
inanition, while she remained as ready as ever to recommence the utmost
excess of lust as soon as anyone set had exhausted themselves.As a sequel to the Count’s confessions, I shall here give my adored
wife’s account of her early life in the form of a narrative, for when
it was told to me it was interrupted by various lustful encounters
produced by the lascivious and exciting nature of her revelations.She was the daughter of a Greek mother, married to a high clergyman of
the Church of England, a man of great erudition, who had taken the
highest honours at Oxford. When Fellow of his college he was tutor to a
great nobleman’s son, had travelled for years with him, and hence his
wide acquaintance with the languages of modern Europe. In Greece he had
fallen over head and ears in love with her mother, had tried to seduce
her, and, failing that, married her. He was a man of most lustful
propensities, her mother was of a beauty most attractive and exciting
to such a man, having lustrous and most lustful eyes, extraordinary
wealth of hair, which when undone reached to her heels; thick and
meeting eyebrows, and a well-defined moustache, all enough to drive a
sensualist like her father mad. So failing all other means to have her,
he married her, and, as far as she could afterwards learn from him, was
in all voluptuously lewd, carnal acquirements, everything the wildest
imagination of lust could desire. It was from her mother she inherited
all that deliciously haired body, and from both parents her intensely
lascivious passions. She lost her mother just as she had attained her
eighth year. During her mother’s life she had generally crept into
their bed in the mornings to have a cuddle, and had often been a
witness to the fucking of her mother by her father, and had, at other
times, played with his prick until it stood, and even made him spend
with her toyings. She owned to a sense of sensual gratification in
this, but at that early age without any idea of the possibility of its
being put into her. She always accompanied papa to his bath, and he
invariably dried her and finished by kissing her mount and her cunt,
and without tongueing it.After her mother’s death he always had her to sleep the whole night
with him, and when in her ninth year he had commenced by gamahuching
her clitoris, which even at that early age he declared gave promise of
exceeding in projection the fine one with which her mother had been
provided.In this manner he soon awakened all the latent lubricity of her nature.
Afraid to force an entrance at that early age, after exciting both her
and himself, he used to rub his great prick between the lips of her
cunt, and against her clitoris, until worked up to spending point, when
he transferred his prick to her mouth, and spent therein, he having
taught her to practise that voluptuous and delicious method.It was naturally impossible to stop short dans un tel beau chemin,
and it ended by his first getting the knob of his prick into her small
tight slit and spending there, gradually forcing his way further and
further in, until she, driven mad by such excitement, felt the utmost
desire to have it into the deepest recess of her longing cunt, and
begged him to shove it in harder and further.dans un tel beau cheminWith such a spur to his passions, unable to control himself, he burst
through all obstacles, and completely deflowered her, giving her
greater agony than she expected, which was subsequently completely
alleviated and converted into the most exquisite sensations. Once he
had fairly fucked her, he continued to do so constantly until the age
of puberty, which declared itself by the coming-on of her monthly
courses even before she was twelve years of age. Already an extensive
moss-bed of sable silky short curls adorned her mount and body.At this period her father told her he must take precautions against
getting her with child; at first he drew out and spent in her mouth,
which she dearly loved, but becoming lewd on her bottom-hole, which he
constantly fingered, he declared it was too much derangement of
position to get it into her mouth, and suggested merely driving the
knob into the arsehole, and spending therein, which he could do by her
merely heaving up her arsehole as high as her cunt had been, and so
entering without any change of position on his or her part. Of course
it soon came from the knob only to the utmost length of his prick in
her arse, and gradually she came so to like it that often the entire
encounter of three or four coups was delivered in her arsehole to her
infinite satisfaction; and thus her father enjoyed the first fruits of
every aperture in her body.He it was that instructed her so deeply in classic literature as well
as modern languages, but always choosing such lewd works to carry out
her education, such as Meursius and Suetonius in Latin, Athenaeus with
his supper conversations in Greek, especially drawing her attention to
his chapter on boy love, Boccaccio and Casti in Italian, the
uncastrated editions, the adventures of Casanova, and the hundreds of
other French bawdy books, with the most exciting illustrations of all
these works and many others besides. The lecture on them always led to
good fucking in one aperture or the other, practising the particular
description that excited their lewdness.He thus depraved her mind that she soon longed for other experiences
than all he could give, and she cast about for an aide-du-con. This
she first found in their young and handsome footman, who proved not
only discreet, but completely up to his work, and uncommonly well
furnished.aide-du-conThey occupied in every voluptuous excess the hours papa had to attend
to the extensive and rich parish of which he was the rector. I must
tell the rest in her own words; she said—“Continued immunity in our excesses led to excessive in-cautiousness,
and caused the discovery of our intrigue by my father, who appeared
shocked and distressed at the discovery, but he was quickly reconciled,
as it ended in his having the youth himself, and his introduction into
our incestuous orgies, in which he both fucked and was fucked by my
father when not giving me the exquisite delight of having both
together. And for five or six years I had but these two charming
satisfiers of my lust.“At this period a beautiful youth of fourteen, the son of a younger
brother of my father, and, consequently, my first cousin, came to live
with us. He was an orphan, left by his mother under the guardianship of
my father. I was some three years his senior and he took to me as an
elder sister, was very loving in that character only, and used to
embrace and kiss me most affectionately. I, for my own part, soon began
to have other feelings.“On his first arrival, in grief at the loss of his only surviving
parent, he feared to go to bed alone, so I used to accompany him, and
help to undress him. He was all innocence, his mother, up to her recent
death, had done the same, so he had no mauvaise honte, and I helped
off his shirt and helped on his nightgown, and even witnessed his
diddling before he got into bed, which I tucked him in and kissed him
before leaving.mauvaise honte“Of course with my then complete knowledge and practice of every art of
lust, I could not but look for and discover all his secret charms, then
always in a state of repose, but promising a future development. I grew
lewd upon him one morning, after an orgy with papa and the footman, who
had not altogether satisfied me. I was tempted to go along to my cousin
Henry, to waken and cuddle him, knowing that he would probably awaken
with a cockstand, as usual with youths, and even men.“I slipt along, and at once saw, as I expected, for only partially
covered with the sheet, the prominence of his prick was unmistakable. I
gently removed the sheet, and was delighted to see that his instrument,
insignificant enough when down, was of a very respectable volume when
erect, and quite capable of giving any woman perfect satisfaction from
its excessive hardness. I gently took it in my hand to feel it, it
throbbed at the touch, and felt like a piece of wood in hardness, with
a velvet covering.“I got into his bed by his side without awakening him, taking care to
pull up my chemise so as to let him feel the contact of my bare skin. I
pulled the sheet over us, took him in my arms, and woke him with a kiss.“He was surprised and delighted at finding me by his side, but as yet
had no idea but that of cuddling and caressing me. In throwing my arms
around him I had taken care to pull his nightgown up to his loins, so
that his naked body pressed against mine as we embraced.“In apparent surprise I cried out what is that pressing so hard against
my body; at the same time moving my hand and laying hold of it. It
throbbed violently to the touch. I threw the sheet off to see what it
could be.“‘Dear me,’ said I, ‘how is this? What a change! it was not like that
when I put you to bed last night. How has it become in this strange
state?’“‘It is so, dear cousin, when I want to pee in the morning, and goes
down afterwards.’“‘Then jump up and pee, and I want to do the same.’“He took the pot and piddled. I took another and piddled, standing with
legs wide apart, and holding the chamber pot partly between and partly
under my thighs, so that he could perfectly see the whole of my cunt,
and the flow of water from it.“He stared with astonishment; it was really the first time he had any
knowledge that women were differently formed down there than he was.“‘How funny,’ cried he, ‘you piddle from a chink, and have no doodle. I
should like to see it nearer.’“I told him I should lie down on my back on the bed, and he could look
as much as he pleased, but he must never tell anybody what he would
see, because it was a great secret.“He promised, of course. I lay down on my back, having first thrown off
my chemise, stretched wide my legs, told him he would see better if he
knelt between my legs, some slight distance from the object to be seen.“He got up and began a close examination, admiring the immense quantity
of hair I had already got, opened the lips, caressed what he called the
little doodle, my clitoris, which was rampant with lewdness. I told him
to feel inside with his middle finger; he pushed it up—I nipped it, to
his astonishment, so that he could hardly withdraw it. Nature, unknown
to him, acted her part; his cock, which had gone down after piddling,
stood stiffer than ever. I laid hold of it, and said—“‘How comes this, Henry? You can’t want to piddle again.’“‘No, no, but I feel queer all over, I don’t know why, and it seems to
have raised my doodle as you see.’“‘If you will keep it secret I will show how it comes about.’“He promised that he would never, never, tell anything I should teach
him. So I said—“‘Come to my arms, lie down on my belly, and I will teach you. There
that is it.’“His cock beat fiercely against my cunt. I passed my hand down, guided
it into my longing cunt, then placing my hands on his buttocks pressed
down and forced his charming shaft up to the hairs of my longing cunt,
foaming with my father’s and the footman’s sperm, so that he slipped in
with the greatest ease; but no sooner was he hilted than one of my
exquisite cunt pressures made him cry out with unexpected pleasure,
while I spent with the delicious conviction that I was enjoying the
first fruits of a beautiful youth. I told him how to move in and out,
nature did the rest the moment he knew what to do. A very few thrusts
brought down his first tribute on the altar in the exquisite recess of
Venus, the voluptuous goddess of love. I joined in the delicious
discharge.“Once experiencing the joys of coition the dear boy fucked me five
times before I could get him to withdraw, and it was only the fear of
discovery that induced him at last to get off me. We had a delicious
cuddle, and I promised to come every morning I could do so with safety.
Impressing upon him the absolute necessity of secrecy and caution, if
he wished to have any repetition of the delightful lesson I had given
him, I returned to my room gratified beyond measure in having taken a
maiden tribute. Women who have the luck of such good fortune alone know
the exquisite delight of initiating a virgin prick into love’s
mysteries and our longing cunts.“We carried on this delicious intercourse for months before it was
discovered, but use begets want of caution, and my father at last
discovered it. Poor Henry thought himself happily excused by allowing
my wanton parent to take possession of his bottom while fucking me. My
warm embraces enabling him to support the great and curious pain and
pleasure attending a first penetration of that delicious narrow
aperture, dedicated to the obscene god. It ended in his complete
initiation into our orgies with the footman. His addition to the orgy
enabling more complex and lustful combinations than two men and a woman
alone could indulge in.“My father, who lived quite up to his income, died and left me with a
very small capital at his death, which happened after the coming of age
of my cousin Henry, to whom I had become violently attached. Indeed, it
was my first love, and had all the devotion and ardour of that passion.
He had a small independence, and we lived together for two years after
my father’s death, secretly sleeping together.“The interference of relatives who, without suspecting our real sensual
intercourse, preached upon what the world would say, &c., induced me to
undertake a governesship, for which the great instruction I had
received from my papa more than fully qualified me. I saw the
reasonableness of this, and also thought it was more likely to
strengthen Henry’s love than otherwise. But the parting was a great
trial. He had grown a fine man, with a superb prick, although far
inferior to this monster,” laying hold of mine at the moment standing
stiff and wanting but her touch to make me bend her back and fuck her
off hand, so exciting had been her recital.She resumed after this episode, by saying her system of teaching was
eminently successful. From time to time she was comforted by interviews
with her loved Henry, besides satisfying the lust of both the father
and sons of the families she lived with, teaching and taking the
maidenheads of several youths, but in none receiving the gratification
her loved Henry had given her, until, as she flatteringly said, she had
the good fortune to enter our family and find such a jewel as I
possessed.She had occasionally found girls of such a warm temperament that she
was induced to initiate them into the art of gamahuchery. It was in
this character of instructress that she had first used the rod to the
bottoms of her pupils, and it was seeing the erotic effect produced on
them as recipients that first gave her the letch of being herself
birched. After this she had had a vast variety of youths, fathers of
families, and old worn-out patients, whom she birched into action.From one situation to another she had arrived at ours; since which time
I knew all her doings.
The Count’s son and my daughter meanwhile grew up to puberty. We
watched their progress with great interest. They were both initiated in
all love’s delicious mysteries by their respective parents.My lovely little Florentia, for we christened her in my adored wife’s
name Italianized, which became familiarly Entee, was a great comfort to
us. From childhood she always came to cuddle us in bed before we rose.
She was so beautifully made that we used to strip her naked and kiss
her whole body, which always gained my dear wife an extra fuck,
especially after she reached her tenth year, when her form was rapidly
developing into puberty. Being from infancy familiar and accustomed to
be always stript by us, she had no shyness; indeed she became so
exciting that often I grew rampant and fucked my dear wife while she
was present. She grew to like to see us do it, and used to play with my
big cock, and bring him up to the scratch. It ended as it was sure to
end, in my gradually toying with her from one excitement to another,
until she was completely fucked in her thirteenth year.Ten years after that epoch I lost my beloved wife, and would have been
quite inconsolable but for the sympathizing endearments of this darling
child, who became so necessary to my existence that twelve months after
my adored wife’s decease I married her. She was a perfect Italian
beauty, and no one supposed she was other than an orphan adopted by my
late wife.Now, in my old age, she is the comfort of my life and the mother of my
beautiful son, whom we have named Charley Nixon, in memory of both my
first adored wife and my guardian, through whom he will inherit great
wealth. The dear little fellow is now eighteen years of age, handsome,
well grown, and very well furnished, although not so monstrous in that
way as his father. His dear mother has initiated him in every delight,
and he has all the fire of lust that his old father had before him. He
often comes to us at night, indeed, it is the only thing that enables
me from time to time to get a cockstand and a fuck at his mother. To
see them in all the agonies of lust, fucking furiously before my
delighted eyes, so excites me now and then, for, alas, it has come to
be a gratification few and far between. But occasionally to suck up his
young sperm after the excitement of their love combat produces a
stiffness for my beautiful wife to mount upon me and then have our
charming son to put his prick into her bottom for this, too, is
necessary to my failing vigour, and the contact of his vigorous young
prick against the thin filmy substance separating us feels as nothing.
I am long in spending, and his delighted mother gets two and sometime
three delicious discharges in her arse before my lazy prick deluges her
cunt with my incestuous sperm.We are thus a happy family, bound by the strong ties of double
incestuous lust. It is necessary to have these loved objects to fall
back upon, for alas! all the earlier partakers of my prick are now dead
and gone. Aunt and uncle, the Dales, the Nichols, my beloved Benson,
and her friends the Egertons.I have already mentioned the Count’s death, and both my sisters have
left me alone, and I should have been a dreary and solitary old man but
for my beloved wife and son, who solace me and replace the void in my
heart I should otherwise have so sadly felt.I shall here end this long tale of my erotic life.A curious event has happened lately, the divorce of a Mr. Cavendish
from his wife for adultery with the young Count de la Rochefoucault.
The details brought before the court were of the most scandalous
nature, especially the letters exchanged between them when the Count
had to go to Rome, where he was attaché to the French Embassy. When the
husband’s counsel handed up the letters with the sworn notary’s
translation, he remarked that he thought they were too horribly
scandalous to be read in court. The judge scanned a few of them, and,
addressing the counsel said—“I am perfectly of your opinion, my learned brother, I shall take them
home and make a point of them in my address to the jury.”It will be seen that they were of such a nature that doubtless the old
judge, who was no other than my dear old chum Harry Dale, gave his wife
two or three extra fucks on the strength of the lust produced by those
exciting and extraordinary lascivious letters from a young man of only
twenty-one years of age, showing quite as early an initiation into all
the luxury of the utmost depravity as any of my own details of my early
experiences with my darling old aunt.Some of the letters are a string of imaginary events as to how far they
could carry their imaginations. The Count constantly alludes to the
inferiority of his descriptions to those given in her replies. Alas! as
he possesses those exciting replies of the lady, they cannot be got at,
but from his descriptions, and the remarks on certain gross
familiarities, it’s evident she was gifted with as lascivious and
lustful a temperament as either my aunt or the divine Frankland.A chance threw these interesting letters into my possession, and I can
assure the reader they are the veritable sworn translations of the
letters found in Mrs. Cavendish’s davenport when it was broken open by
her husband, and produced on the trial. The Count had evidently dreaded
such an event, and it will be seen he constantly implores her to
destroy his letters as soon as read. But, with the infatuation of her
sex, she kept them to furnish the sole evidence by which she lost her
place in society and became a lost woman. It is added that she was a
woman of forty-five, and the mother of several children, but it is
these randy voluptuous matrons who have the most attractions to a young
man who feels flattered and is proud of, as he thinks, conquering a
woman in a good position in society. It is evident enough that she was
no tyro in every depravity of lust, and probably had passed through
many hands before he gained her. He appears to have been really
cunt-struck, which, as I have before observed, is one of the strongest
infatuations that a man can have.END OF VOLUME IV.ADDENDALETTERSPRODUCED IN THE DIVORCE-CASECAVENDISHv.vCAVENDISH AND ROCHEFOUCAULT.Rome, SaturdaySaturdayAugust 6th, 1859, 10 o’clock.August 6th, 1859, 10 o’clockI tried last night, my angel, to write you a half sheet, but it was as
much as I could do to read your letter a second time, and it was only
by making a great effort that I was able to write a few lines. However,
this morning I will try and continue, in order to reward you, not for
that one which you have deprived me of from pique, but for those
bewitching ones which I have lately received.I have just received your letter 17, begun August 3rd, 11 o’clock at
night, and bless you for the idea of addressing it to Pal. B., it is
infinitely preferable, and there is no fear of any risk (“indiscretion”
in original) either now or later.I am delighted when I think of the pleasure you derived from what I
sent you the other day. I only decided upon it in fear and trembling. I
do not understand what you mean by letter direct to Albert. If you do
not send it per Embassy bag I should not have it here till Monday; you
would have done much better to have put it in the parcel. All last
night I slept very badly, no doubt in consequence of a presentiment I
had that I should not receive a half sheet, and that you were annoyed
at my going to Albano, and I thought of a mass of things as
disagreeable as they are painful. Of your birthday, for instance, the
1st of October, which will be an opportunity for II * [* II stands for
her husband] to make you a present in return for the set of studs which
you gave him on his birthday, when you, no doubt, will give him
something.As to your brown cloak which II gave you, &c. &c., I request that on
your birthday when he makes you his usual present, whatever it may be,
you accept it and say, “I thank you,” and, without even looking at it,
put it upon the table, immediately speak of something else, and when he
has left the room, put it away out of sight without ever speaking of it
again, or appearing to know what has become of it.I have just been interrupted for an hour and a half by M. de
Fiennes—very agreeable is it not? You must forgive me if I am unable
to write to you at length; what I have said to you above is for the
future, but the past is over since he has those studs. I forbid you to
give him something in future, unless you cannot possibly do otherwise;
and, in that case, you must give cigarettes or anything which does not
last. I will see what is to be done about your shawl, was it not II who
gave it to you? Thanks, my treasure, to walk so far from II; it is so
good of you to give up to me that walk, which I hate when you take it
with him.Ah! new projects again, but let us hope these will be the last, how I
pity you. You were so well you told me two days ago, and now you are
already obligated to take some powders—it is II system. Nice health
you seem to have; you have good reason for believing that the regimen
you have hitherto followed is a good one, it succeeds so well! Poor
darling I can comprehend how uncomfortable these frequent agitations
must make you. I suffer from them so often myself.I will make you some drawings later. I have not the time today. Those
uncertainties of your mother are terrible. Oh, yes, I am in despair at
that departure, particularly before my lot is decided, and knowing, as
I do, that you are unhappy. But, my child, do not fear to let it be
known in every direction that you cannot endure II, and that you have
taken a disgust to him. Do not hesitate to give the true reasons when
you refuse to do anything, simply, “Yes, or No, the hand, but with ………
it is not necessary. I can dispense with it, nothing of
that sort is necessary.” And then, when that has produced the desired
effect, add, “We can only live under the same roof upon those
conditions, for sooner would I go away altogether than that it should
be otherwise.” Speak in this manner; it won’t answer very well at first
perhaps; but he will soon get accustomed to it, “How do you do?” in the
morning, and “Good night,” at night. Then gradually get into the way of
saying “Mr. C.” when talking of, or speaking to him. You may be told it
is not the custom. Answer you don’t care, it is not the custom to be
such an idiot as he is. Ah, you are too sad, poor child, all that is
charming, and all our superstitions. Moreover, one must think of what
has been, not of what will be, and compare it with what is. The
progress is very delightful and consoling.Do not be unhappy about my horse, he did not go very well, and then I
do not care about driving in a carriage when you are on foot.I have made two drawings, one prettier than the other, and I have had a
copious emission.Mrs. S. has made no tentative overtures towards me. She is often that
way inclined, and with everybody. Be calm then; but, after all, you are
perfectly so, only you pretend to be otherwise. God bless you for
speaking so often of your pretty rose-coloured silk stockings. I like
them so much, and adore you for wearing them, although it is not the
custom, above all in the day time. Doubtless it is very coquettish,
pretty, and wondrously exciting. Even only to think of them gives me an
erection. And that rice powder! how divine you must look. It is to be
hoped that the powder in your hair will not give ideas to II and
embolden him—take care. Thanks for thinking so often of me, my
idolized angel. Adieu, my good, my best treasure, I love and embrace
you tenderly. I will have my revenge, for I, too, had prepared a half
sheet, but will not send it till tomorrow.themRome, Saturday, for Sunday’s PostSaturday, for Sunday’s PostAugust 6th, 1859, 2 o’clock.August 6th, 1859, 2 o’clockI wish to give you a little surprise, my own dear little darling, in
sending you this letter, which you will receive with a half sheet upon
which you had not reckoned on Tuesday morning, so as to supply the
place of Sunday’s post. It was to give you this little surprise, and in
no way of retaliation, that I did not send a half sheet in my letter of
this morning. It was very unkind of you not to send yours upon the
pretext that I was at Albano, but you will have been ashamed of it
since. Besides, even supposing that I had been there, I should not have
committed any indiscretion with your envelopes, which are so excellent,
and, if one had felt inclined to do so, your letter was sufficient to
make me indifferent to it. I suspect you of not having prepared what is
necessary, I shall be sure to see if it be so; tomorrow’s letter ought
to contain two. I continue your letter 17, and I perceive with rapture
that you have had a thick cream-like emission of enjoyment. How
delicious it would be in my tea. How I should like to send you some
like it also. It is a good thing that my letter to the little girl was
successful. Will you tell Madame de Delmar that I am sorry to hear that
she is suffering, particularly as her ordinarily detestable disposition
only becomes more thick and more execrable. Suppress this latter part
if you think it better.Ah! you think that Madame Salvi has played her cards well and in what
way, I ask? You are too bad, too implacable. I do not like that in you.
I have told you that your suspicions wounded me, and I think you can
believe me when I tell you that I have completely changed my conduct in
that respect. Besides, what can I possibly do. I am very uncomfortable
here. The Abdol don’t want me; besides, the Duke has given me to
understand that I ought occasionally to go and see his wife, and the
Borgh bother me with all their children.Thanks, my good angel, for the letter Des Pierre. If it be decided that
you leave, I shall go for a few days to Civita—sad and mournful
consolation. Why do you tell me that you will go barefooted when I go
to see you. I am quite of your opinion that your feet are only too
delicious. The costume rather disgusted me than otherwise, without,
however, producing any effect upon me. Tomorrow I shall pay the
Duchess de Grano a visit, and since it seems to put you out, shall not
return again to Albano.Heaven knows that the pleasure is not great, and that I care very
little for it. The other day I did not even find it any cooler there.
The Duchess of St. Alban’s leaves on the 20th for Schwalback and
England on account of the apprehensions about war—another subject of
uneasiness for me—such is life. I can go and live with the Duchess de
Grano and Salvi. No one would say anything about the one, and not much
about the other, whatever you yourself might say, but that annoys me
exceedingly, and disgusts me, and I dare not do so with you. You might,
however, have been my ambassadress, see what it is to be so seductive,
so graceful, so pretty, so kind and gentle. Just fancy, dearest, that I
have not answered Madame Rudiger. I must really do so today. She is a
person one must be careful with.I have always this phrase before my eyes. “I prepared a divine half
sheet yesterday evening, but dare not send it!” Very agreeable, and
very kind of you! well, I do not complain.They have been so heavenly during the last three days, and mine are so
shameful. How nice it is for me to think that I should have sufficient
influence over you to get you to sit perfectly naked at my table. Long
ago might you have had that influence over me, and even have enforced
requirements more depraved, and more degrading than that if you had
wished it, and with what rapture! Adieu, my angel, what a happiness to
give you this trifling pleasure.When I shall have undressed my adorable little mistress it will be nine
o’clock, she will be mad with desire, delirious from passion and
rapturous exactions (exigencies), her maddening look exciting me in the
highest degree will arouse all the strength I possess, and enable me to
exhaust her so completely that she herself will attain the height of
happiness; the greater the refinement and delicacy of my caresses the
greater will be your happiness, the more languishing will your eyes
become, the more will your pretty mouth unclose itself, the more will
your tongue become agitated, the more will your bosoms, firm and soft
as velvet, become distended, and their nipples grow large, red, and
appetizing; then will your arms grow weaker and then will your angelic
legs open themselves in a voluptuous manner, and then seeing ourselves
reflected on all sides in the mirrors, shall I take you in my arms in
order to excite you (branler, frig) with my hand, whilst your little
rosy fingers will similarly excite me with vigour, and I shall suck
your divine nipples with passion. When the agitation of your little
legs, of your lovely little bottom (derrière), of your head, and
those murmurs of pleasure (rugissements) prove to me that you are at
the point of emission, I shall stop and carry you to a piece of
furniture made to sustain your head, your back, your bottom, and your
legs, and having near your cunt (con) an opening sufficiently wide to
allow my body to pass erect between your legs; then shall I fuck
(enfiler) you with frenzy with my enormous and long member, which
will penetrate to the mouth of your womb; being squeezed by your pretty
legs, which will bring me closer to you, I shall wriggle (remuerai)
my strong pretty member, which you love, with more vigour than ever; my
private parts (organes mâles, testicles) will touch your little
bottom, and this contact will provoke such an abundant flow of the
essence of love in your little cunt that I shall be as if I were in a
bath.branlerderrièrerugissementsconenfilerremueraiorganes mâlesHow I fear to leave off there! But we shall see. Do not write to me by
the night post, it is useless! It is true that when I am near you in a
carriage I have difficulty in remaining quiet. Oh, no, do not alarm me
by your insatiability, mine is much greater than yours, there is not
the slightest comparison to be drawn between us in a physical point of
view, but as far as our moral nature and heart is concerned we can
rival each other, and I am very happy on that account.1:40. I was most annoyingly interrupted by the luncheon bell, and
afterwards I played a game of Fourreau (a game all the fashion at
Verteuil), and here I am again. I have just refused to accompany my
father and mother in a drive in the neighbourhood, so that I shall be
able to write to you more at length, unless, indeed, I write to
Fallenay.You tell me that you like the little costume, but that is all you say,
and you give me no details as to the colours, the length and shape. I
will believe my treasure, my jewel, that your bosoms will be white,
swollen and soft as velvet, and it is very nice of you to tell me that
my hands will have difficulty in holding them and putting their ruby
lips to my mouth.You are quite right in saying that you will develop my virility, it is
you who have made my member what it is now. I repeat, on my word of
honour, perhaps you will not like to hear these details, but,
nevertheless, I shall say it, you are the first woman in the world who
has stimulated that essence which flows from my prick (queue), which
your kisses have rendered so pretty, and it is you who have plucked the
flower of my virginity. Never have I had (baisé) any other woman, and
whatever may be the misfortunes to which I may be destined, it will
always be an immense and ineffable happiness to me to think that I have
given and lost it through the luscious draughts you offer (par tes
délices). It is, and it will be, perhaps, the greatest blessing, and
the only consolation of my life. But before God it is a great one, and
my enjoyment has not been such as one can expect to find in this world.
I do not believe that he who had the madness to rob you of yours was as
pure as myself, and as for voluptuous pleasures, if there be any
greater than that which I know, I promise you never to learn or seek
it, although I don’t require this at your hands. I do not wish to have
any other woman spoken of, they all disgust me, even to look at them.
You know it, and you know that there is nothing, absolutely nothing, in
you to disgust me, but all that belongs to you maddens me, and I love
and adore all; it has become a madness, and you know it; for when you
are kind you give at least the idea by letter of that which you would
not do if you had the slightest doubt.queuebaisépar tes
délicesYou know that I have sucked you between the legs at those delicious
moments when you made water, or when you had your monthly courses, and
that my happiness will be complete when you will allow me, and when
circumstances will allow you, to let me lick (passer la langue) at
that ineffable moment when your little love of a jewel of a bottom has
just relieved itself. In you everything appears different and pure,
the purity which reigns in your every feature, the excess of refinement
which exists in your whole body, your hands, your feet, your legs, your
cunt, your bottom, the hairs of your private parts, all is appetizing,
and I know that the same purity exists in all my own desires for you.
As much as the odour of women is repugnant to me in general, the more
do I like it in you. I beg of you to preserve that intoxicating
perfume… but you are too clean, you wash yourself too much. I have
often told you so in vain. When you will be quite my own, I shall
forbid you to do so too often, at most once a day. My tongue and my
saliva shall do the rest.passer la langueIf it is necessary let the doctor cauterize you (toucher), that is to
say with his instrument, and mind he does not fall in love with you; I
bet he has never before seen anything so seducing, so pretty, or so
perfect. It is to be hoped that the irritation does not proceed from
the size of my member.toucherYou did quite right to go to the play, and I regret sincerely to have
spoilt the pleasure you had in going, it shall not happen again.As to the place George had, that is perfectly indifferent to me.Ah! you think that the portrait was done afterwards. You are not sure
of it, but it is a matter of no moment, my much loved one. I shall not
be the less happy to have the photograph if you are good enough to give
it to me, not too much in miniature. I shall be very grateful for it.If I said that Galitzin was clever, I was wrong; he has a kind heart,
and is very fond of me. Now that he has lost his mother, I shall be
more kind to him. He is a person one can depend upon; his letters are
silly productions. Those Russians have always the imagination easily
excited.Yes, my father has always the same answer. Thanks for your obliging
offer of gloves, my mother must settle about it.I shall still have lavished the following caresses upon you, angel of
my delight, were I a little calmer. I had a dream, such as it was,
about it last night, and only remember it just now by way of
explanation of my mad excitement of this morning. I saw you as I was
asleep, you were by my side frigging me with your fingers of love, and
you heard me say to you, “I see you there.” You are as lovely as Venus,
your lusciousness and lasciviousness are at their very height, your
body is completely perfumed with your urine, in which I forced you to
bathe yourself for my enjoyment, so that I might lick you. You have
painted the most seductive parts of your person. Your shoulders are
white, your rosy bosoms reveal themselves through a rose-coloured
gauze, trimmed with bows of the same hue. Your thighs, as well as your
navel and your heavenly bottom, are revealed through a heavenly gauze,
your legs are clad in rose-coloured stockings. The sperm flows; but how
much I needed it! This is true, for my testicles were swollen in an
alarming manner.Oh, my child, my pretty little mistress, if you only knew how much I
suffer from the excessive heat, and the privation in which I live!
Without exaggeration, my testicles are enormous. My member is as large,
straight, and stiff as my arm. I am mad from desire for you. I had the
unhappy idea of going to bed again. My mind was full of a dream I had
had, and of which you were, of course, the subject. Then I thought of
the caresses which you would have been obliged to submit to, and at
last, in consequence of your yesterday’s half sheet, so pretty at the
beginning and at the end, but yet quite beside the question, and found
myself engaged in the act of rubbing myself with frenzy, and of
stroking myself and of frigging my prick (la pine) until I was
exhausted, before I could discharge the merest drop; that was too much
for me, and now I desire you like a mad man. If a delicious half sheet
does not arrive by the Embassy bag, I know not what will become of me.
I have had an emission. I am saved. I shall feel myself so relieved.
You have forbidden my going with other women. You are determined that I
shall not have a discharge with anyone but yourself, and that I have
fucked (baisé) no one but you. Oh! how I must love you.la pinebaiséIt is two o’clock in the morning, I have violated and well worked you,
kissed, frigged, licked, and sucked you, obliged you to yield to my
desires, the most debauched, the most shamelessly degrading during the
whole of the afternoon. All the afternoon, too, I have got you to suck
my member and my testicles. I have made you pass your tongue between my
toes and under my arms. I have compelled you to paint your body, to
drink my urine. I was almost on the point of getting you sucked and
licked by a pretty Lorette, perfectly naked, between your legs, and to
make you piss into her cunt in order to make the depravation more
debased than ever. I have had discharges from jealously. I have
discharged at least forty times; and when, after having left you to go
to my club, I returned home, and finding you fast asleep from
exhaustion, I awakened you and insisted upon your frigging me with your
rosy fingers, all the while licking my several parts. You implore me.
You are wearied, but I am intractable. You must do it in order to
excite you as much as I am myself excited. I suck your breast with
frenzy. The sucking that I have given your bosoms, and the fear you
have lest I should fetch a young girl to violate you with her breasts
in your cunt, filling your womb with her milk, excite your senses, and
then you hear a voice whose sound alone so pleasingly tickles your
womb, saying to you, “My pretty mistress, I implore you to abandon your
(?) to me. I will love you so fondly. I will be too kind and gentle, I
am so handsome, I will do all you can possibly wish. I know so well how
to have and suck a woman, my member is enormous, it is beautiful,
rose-coloured, large, long, hard and vigorous. Yield yourself to me.”Tell me if you like this one.When you are ready you will call me so that I may come and say my daily
“How do you do?” You will begin by taking my —— out of my trousers,
then half opening your gown, you will lift up your pretty chemise with
one hand, and will pass your other arm, soft as satin, round my neck. I
shall embrace you tenderly, then I shall lick your snow-white
shoulders, your bosoms, which seem to be bursting from the imprisonment
of your rose-coloured stays embroidered with lace. I shall lick between
your legs, over your divine little bottom, your nymph-like thighs being
at that moment on my knees; then you will place your angelic little
feet, with your stockings on, one after the other in my mouth. After
this you will send me into the dining room, in order to get rid of the
servants, and, by this time, filled with an amorous and impassioned
languor, each of your movements breathing forth the frenzy and
voluptuousness of passion, you will come and join me. There will be
only one chair, and the table will be laid for only one person. We
shall each of us have only one hand free, I the right, and you the
left; then you will sit upon my left leg, which you have found the
means to make naked; you will have unfastened your gown in such a way
that it will hang down behind, and your right hand will caress and
stroke my enormous prick, which you will have taken between your legs
without putting it into your angelic cunt, whilst my left arm will wind
itself round your lovely waist in order to bring you still nearer to me.After breakfast, which will have lasted till half-past twelve, and
which will have given you strength, we will go into the little
rose-coloured boudoir. I shall place myself in a low narrow chair, and
as I shall be very much excited by your enchanting looks, my enormous
member will come out of its own accord from its prison, and you will
sit astraddle upon me, introducing, with the greatest difficulty, my
pretty and vigorous prick into your pretty girl-like cunt, when
wriggling about from sheer enjoyment you will stop its movements every
time I tell you I am on the point of discharging, so as to increase my
desires and my transports of happiness. Then in half an hour’s time you
will get up and place yourself upon the sofa, whilst I, at your desire,
shall rip off all my clothes; then you will get up from the sofa and
take off your dressing-gown only keeping on what you have underneath.
In my turn I will stretch myself on the sofa, getting every moment more
delirious with passion, for your dress, betraying the delicious
outlines of your figure, without revealing them entirely, will render
me almost beside myself, and will make my prick so long and so stiff
that you will hardly be able to sit on its point without being fucked,
in spite of its size, which will force from you sighs and murmurs of
rapture. At last, when once seated, fucked by my manly and powerful
prick, you will throw yourself backwards. I should lean my enraptured
legs against your bosoms, in order that you might lick my feet, while
you would pass your amorous and divine legs, softer, whiter, and more
rose-tinted every day, over the whole breadth of my chest, placing your
tiny goddess-like feet in my mouth. As our desires would augment at
every moment, you would allow me, would even ask me to take off your
garters, your pretty stockings, and your slippers, in order to procure
me the luxury of licking every part of your body there, and of
realising in the most perfect manner the intense enjoyment arising from
the contact of the most delicate, the most woman-like, the most
voluptuous member of your body. My hands would frig your little love of
a member, my manly prick would kiss your celestial womb, and my thighs
would caress your delicious bottom. When I have worked you in this way
for hours, ceasing every moment you were on the point of emission, I
should, as I withdrew my member, let you at last discharge, and then an
immense stream of love would flow into my mouth, which suddenly and as
if by enchantment would find itself in the place of my member while
your bosoms would be covered with that white essence of which you are
the only source in my eyes (I had never known it before Homburg), and
which would escape from my amorous member.Every day after dinner, reclining voluptuously on a couch, you would
snatch a few moments of repose while I was taking off all my clothes.
When I had finished, and when I, filled with love, had shown myself to
your contemplation, you would give up to me your place upon the sofa,
and assuming the most seductive, the most coquettish, and the most
graceful attitudes, would come and play with my member, whose vigour
would arise solely from the sight of your pretty costume, which, I am
convinced, would render you more delicious than the most graceful
fairy. You would love me so deeply that I should cease to have any
power of will, you would have exhausted me, sucking me completely dry,
nothing would remain in my prick, which would be more full of desire,
more enormous, and stiffer at every moment. My languishing eyes, gentle
as love itself, surrounded by large dark blue circles caused by your
look, your tongue, your bosom, your cunt, your member, your heavenly
little bottom, your legs, your fingers, and your angelic little feet
would tell you how complete was my happiness, my intoxication, my
ecstasy, and my faint, exhausted but happy voice would give you the
same assurance, would murmur with rapture in your ears—“Oh how I love
you, my lady love, my divine little virgin, caress me yet once more,
again, still again, it is a dream. Thank you, oh, thank you and yet
again. Oh I am in heaven, do not pause, I implore you, suck me harder
than ever; lick me well; oh! what rapture; ask me what you will, it
shall be yours. You are my mistress, no other but you in the whole
world can transport me in this way. Frig me with your knees. Oh! oh!
oh! I am going to discharge,” and my half-opened mouth would prove to
you my enjoyment, and the thirst I had for the bliss you could confer.Then, more full of passion than ever woman lover had ever been, and
enraptured as you listened to my voice, so completely beneath your
sway, listening only to your own love, you would raise your little
coquettish petticoat, and pressing dear little loves of calves more
closely together, for you could be on your knees, resting upon my
little blue veins, you would frig me in this manner, with greater
vigour than ever sitting down every now and then upon your fine little
heels, in order the better to release my beautiful prick, perfectly
straight and rudely swollen and inflamed with passionate desires, from
between your divine thighs, as soft as satin, and as white as snow, to
better introduce the wet tips of your lovely and velvet like bosoms
into the seductive little hole of my member, whilst my knees raised
slightly behind would gently caress your bottom, so as to give you some
little satisfaction in your turn; and at last, unable any longer to
retard the moment of emission, you would bend forward, resting upon
both your hands, to increase my desire, and keeping yourself back a
little distance from me, while your petticoats would now cover my head,
and act almost like an electrical conductor upon me, you would
intoxicate me with the perfume exhaled from your legs, from your
member, from your cunt, from your bottom, and lastly, you would slake
my thirst and complete the celestial transport by pissing, with eager
rapture, between my burning lips some of that woman’s nectar which you
would alone possess, and which, emanating from you alone in the world,
is worthy of the gods. It would be half-past eight.You cannot form any idea of my excitement at this moment. I hope you
will like this, and will answer me prettily. Am I sufficiently in love?
And do you believe there will be another woman in the whole world
beside yourself for whom I shall have any desire? Oh, how wild is the
longing that I have for you at this moment; and this nectar I have
spoken of, from whom else could I care for it, could I endure it even,
whilst from you what mad delight! Tell me, do you believe this? You
know it perfectly well, I am sure; these are not mere words. Tell me
that you will piss into my mouth again when I ask you. I am now going
to try to sleep, but what chance of doing so with this love that
consumes me. I must await your pretty letter of tomorrow morning, for
it is that alone which will excite the flow and stream.At half-past eight you would like to conform to the usages of this room
of mirrors, and as your desires have become greatly inflamed by my own
state, and by the soft and sensual temperament of our bodies, you would
ask me to undress you, in order that, being completely naked, I might
the more easily overwhelm you with my most passionate caresses. I
should then strip you of everything, except that in order that your
feet might not come into immediate contact with the looking glasses
upon which we should be walking, I would slip on your feet a pair of
tiny little slippers, with little silk soles, at a distance they would
hardly be visible.Someone is coming. Adieu till tomorrow.And larger and stouter than that of my little darling, and so
indifferently shod with shoes. (Their boots are pretty.)Adieu, my angel, I finish this so as to be enabled to add a few lines
to the picture—it is late. I love you with all my soul, with love,
respect, and adoration. Nothing yet has been heard about de L. R. It is
very bad weather, and my father is still no better.I would take you for a drive either in a pretty barouche or in a
phaeton, your toilette would be beautiful but simple. I would only
insist upon your wearing a veil, for my love and happiness would render
me somewhat egoistical with regard to others. We should not be serious
all the time of our drive, for at every instant I should steal a kiss,
and your feet would be resting on mine.We should return home about half-past five to dress for dinner. You
would change everything, and without paying any attention to what our
servants might think, I should put on a loose pair of trousers,
prettier than what I had worn this morning but, like them, opening in
the front. As for you, my own love, I should insist upon your dressing
yourself as a ravishingly pretty little danseuse, with some little
difference, however, in my favour. Your hair would be in curls, falling
all round your head, upon your beautiful naked shoulders. You would
crown them with a pretty garland of flowers, such as I like for Aimée.
You should wear a light-coloured muslin dress, very low and very short,
up to the knees, your arms bare, and the skirts exceedingly full (the
body of which would be transparent, and refine and reveal the divine
shape of your angelic bosoms), your legs, perfectly naked, would be
visible amongst a mass of folds of muslin, and would be covered by
little open-work stockings of rose-coloured silk, fastened at the
instep by bows, like the dress, and on your tiny virgin feet you would
have little satin shoes, without soles. To pass into the dining room,
so as to avoid catching cold, and also prevent the servants revelling
in the sight of my treasure, you would envelope yourself from head to
foot in a long veil. During dinner I would try to remain tolerably
quiet so that you might eat and strengthen yourself for the evening,
which would be a fatiguing one. Our servants would have directions not
to enter until we rang; during each course you would open your veil,
and turning towards me (for you would be on my right hand), you would
place your pretty legs across mine; immediately my manly prick, which
your love would render daily more and more delicious, would display its
vivacity, and you would caress it with your lovely satin-like calves,
your chair enabling you to do this, being tolerably large, with only
one arm on the right, while mine would be much lower, that would not
fatigue you much, and this is what you would say to me, “Am I not
bewitching and delicious? Do you not think me voluptuous? and regard me
as your mistress, holding you under my entire subjection? I am very
happy to please you this way.” And I should answer, “Yes, I am your
slave; you give me the greatest enjoyment that can be had; there is not
a woman in the world who possesses the attractions you have; you make
me do anything, you are the queen of voluptuousness, of enjoyment. No
one knows how to make love as you do.” At last at the dessert you would
glide gently upon my lap, allowing your petticoats to flow behind. I
should suck your bosoms, for as the servants would be getting their own
dinners, I should have thrown your veil quite off, and you would then
appear enveloped in all your many charms. Then I should give you your
dessert, which would consist of a biscuit moistened with that white
essence which you alone in the whole world have known and know how to
produce in me, and for my reward you would allow me to make my wine for
dessert. I would then place my wine-glass between your legs, opened
voluptuously wide, and you would let that delicious urine flow into it.
The intoxication that this fragrant liquor would produce would be the
signal for my most passionate caresses.danseuseYou would begin by placing yourself astride me, and I should thrust
with the greatest difficulty my virile member between your legs. In
this position we should leave the dining room, I carrying you along by
the stiffness of my member, while every step I took would make you wild
with excess of enjoyment. We should go into a pretty boudoir, the floor
of which would be completely covered with looking glasses, and filled
with furniture intended by their shape and softness to augment the
voluptuousness of our embraces. No costume whatever would be put on in
this room. Nudity alone would have a right to remain there. There would
be pieces of furniture to excite the senses and whereon to recline,
others enabling us to suck each of our members, to lick, to frig, to
kiss, to enjoy, to complete our performance, to discharge, to fuck, in
one word, to supplement and promote the extremest refinements of the
most celestial and most perfect of all enjoyments.The continuation on some future occasion my fear of exciting you will
depend somewhat upon my letter of this evening or tomorrow, and
particularly upon the frank and sincere reply for which I ask you for
the day after tomorrow.Send me back the beginning.You cannot have the faintest idea of my dread when one of these sheets
is on its way.Why do you trouble yourself to pay so much attention to style and
writing—that takes time. I never read mine over, and that is so
much time gained.ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF THE LETTER WRITTEN BY THE COUNT ALMOST ENTIRELY
IN CYPHERHere is the response of my heart, my beloved adored one.Thou shall have it as soon as I shall dare to send it to you.Thou shalt belong to me entirely one day, perhaps in eighteen months,
and then here is the existence which you shalt have the grief to be
compelled to lead.In the apartment which I depicted to you the other day, and with the
toilette that I require of my beloved lady, my lady mistress is to
render herself every day between eleven o’clock and noon.She will find there thy loving husband, all fresh and in every respect
desirable (gentil), clothed in a dressing-gown of very light texture.gentilFrom noon until three o’clock this is the programme.At noon thou wilt stretch thyself on thy easy chair, thou wilt loosen a
little thy girdle and open thy pretty dressing-gown. I on my bent knees
at your side shall lick you with my tongue, while my arm shall encircle
thy divine waist and thy two naked arms shall encircle my neck;
afterwards softly widening thy virgin legs thou will cast aside all
that which hides from the eyes, and you will place me between those
divine legs.Successively I shall lick with voluptuousness thy neck, thy shoulders,
under thy arms, thy breasts. I shall suck with force those chaste
little bosoms, which by their swelling would desire to escape from the
pretty little rose-coloured stays; then passing to thy intoxicating
cunt, I should suck it with such an amount of frenzy that thou wouldst
discharge for the first time in my mouth.This done it will have so much excited me that, taking thy place, it
will become your turn to mount between my legs, and licking all my
chest thou wilt finish by frigging with passion my prick, which will
become longer and straighter than ever.As soon as thou shalt feel the enjoyment coming thou wilt cease, in
order to lick the parts adjoining.At one o’clock thou wilt want to make water, then my mouth adhering
between thy legs, thou wilt allow me to swallow all, then lying down
again on thy little belly, I shall lick with fury thy bottom so
voluptuous, and thy delicious legs.Afterwards it will be thy turn to continue thy caresses upon me.At two o’clock both of us elevated in a supreme degree, lifting up thy
little chemise in front we shall do the business, that is to say, that
surrounding me with vigour with thy legs, thou wilt make efforts in
order to fuck thyself (enfiler), but my member will be to such a
degree enormous that we shall have all the trouble in the world (the
delights corresponding to the efforts). At last, once entered thou wilt
procure, by my movements and my pauses, such enjoyments that I shall
hear you uttering the softest murmurs of thy voice, and so that thou
wilt wriggle thyself on my ravished prick which will still further
augment thy transports.enfilerThou wilt enjoy thyself thus three times. At the third time I shall
suck thy breasts with such passion that thy eyes depicting a heavenly
languor and a divine abandonment, thou wilt empty out upon me thy
delirium-causing seminal fluid.That will last until half-past two o’clock, then we shall sleep
together thus until three o’clock, and at three o’clock thou wilt go to
dress thyself in order to go out or to receive visits.Behold, the following part shall come to you if the commencement
pleases you.Mem. The commission herein is returnable in Paris, 24th June, 1866.

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