Anonymous - Pleasures and follies

" We' ll put you in the mood for one," Trait- d' Amour said ironically, for he thought she was my whore. " Deign to glance at this prick I have here," and he exhibited a superb one. " Allow me first to give your cunt a licking, Mademoiselle. My master will encunt you when you have a fancy for something more substantial than a tongue. I' ve made complete arrangements to afford him, and you too, a royal entertainment." He thrust her brutally down upon the bed and lodged his head ' twixt her thighs, as he licked her saying, in the manner of a threat, " Don' t resist me, else I' ll hurt you." But, like all other high- spirited women, Madame Poilsoyeux appreciated a shade of roughness in fuckery and its accessory activities. Thus, thinking he was forcing her to do his will, he was admirably flattering hers… the lovely creature began to discharge.

Whilst I stiffened vibrantly at the sight of my daughter' s glistening cunt and buttocks in decisive and swift movement, I perceived something stirring behind the curtain of the alcove. I went to see what it was: there were Minonne and Connette having their cunts licked by two lads, Trait- d' Amour' s friends. By signs I bade them make no noise, and with a gesture encouraged them to enjoy themselves.

Meanwhile, Trait- d' Amour was nipping and sucking Madame Poilsoyeux' s cunt. When she had sufficiently entered into the spirit of things, he retreated from the breach, drew me towards her, and inserted my militant prick in that cuntlet reempucelated by seven days of inactivity. " What," he demanded of the encuntee, " what have you to give me to suck?" She tendered him the index finger of her right hand, which he did indeed fall to sucking after having nevertheless called to this sister and his mistress: " Hither, buggresses, and show your abilities!" One, Minonne, whose hand was as soft as my daughter' s cunt, tickled my balls; the other, Connette, rummaged with a buttered finger in the asshole of my fuckeress so as to make her quiver beneath me. Madame Poilsoyeux was sweating with pleasure. She shot her tongue into my mouth, calling me her fop, her dear hundredlouis cunt- stuffer, her beloved thick- pricked client her peerless Trait- d' Amour. At last, drunk with erotic fury, she cried, " Vitnegre, you fuck- in- the- ass sod, screw me! Fuck me. Put your fat black prick into me, let it split me like a melon and embugger me!" and she discharged like a she- devil. At this crucial moment, my mouth contained my encunted daughter' s trembling tongue, one of the two girls was massaging my testicles and the other was licking my back and spine. Hitherto I had discharged upon many a fair occasion and thought I knew what it was to release a packet of well- warmed seed, but never had I sensed anything to equal what I now experienced. This all but rent me asunder. What delight!

Trait- d' Amour raised me from my daughter and flung himself into her fuck- drenched cunt. " There' s a cunt!" said he, forging ahead, then retreating, each time progressing farther and with a jolt. " The difference between this cunt and others is like that of satin and sackcloth!" The young ladies had no need to fondle the hard- fucking Trait- d' Amour. He was by nature blazing hot and soon had his partner afire. I beckoned to the two lads, Brisemotte and Cordaboyau, and had them lay out the two girls, one upon a sofa, the other upon my cot covered with a simple mattress, and I bade them fuck away within plain view of the silken- cunted beauty. By an exceptional stroke of luck, my daughter ejaculated for the second time beneath Trait- d' Amour, and the two encunted girls discharged at the same instant as did all three of the men then at work: a six- gun salvo! Incredible! The lovely Poilsoyeux' s knees drew stiff. " Oh my God!" she cried three times over. " Aie! Aie! Aie!" Minonne: " Ah! Ah! Ah!" Connette: " Oh! oh! oh!" the three men spoke in chorus: Trait- d' Amour: " Ah, my goddess, fling your ass at me!" Brisemotte: " Shake your ass, bitch!" And Cordaboyau: " Stir it, whore, stir your ass!" Upon discharging, each exclaimed: " Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Trait- d' Amour: " Ah, my divine one!" Brisemotte: " Ah, my sacred slut!" Cordaboyau: " Oh, glorious buggress!" Each in his character and according to his peculiar manner. But all of them together.

Madame Poilsoyeux, much practiced by now, prolonged her discharging beyond anything like an ordinary term. The two others had been unstoppered and had already washed long before she finished ejaculating. The outpouring finally came to an end. Trait- d' Amour washed her, and, seeing my prick restiffened, said, " You' ll doubtless wish to fuck her as much this time as you did the last?"

" To be sure," I replied. " My vigor returns to me with no one but this young beauty. I' d fuck her until my prick was reduced to a splinter and my balls as dry as sand. You' ll see how well I can managed when skirmishing with a peer. I simply ask to have a double encuntery in view. ' Twill give me heart for the good fight."

My response brought a smile to Trait- d' Amour' s lips. In all likelihood he doubted my capacity to match deed to word. " Very well," said he, " I' m going to give you a pleasure you' ve never had before, nor these other buggers either. I learned this exercise from the Abbe Chonauche, formerly a member of the Order of St. Genevieve, who used frequently to embugger me in the days before I had a beard on my chin or hair on my balls. Once, noticing I was getting tired of his sodomistic incursions, he told me to go and bring him the little Culfraise, young in years, pretty as Cupid and not yet sold to an English lord. He had me take twelve francs to her mother and a message saying the girl would receive twelve more in addition. The Abbe had her lean with one elbow upon a low table, he got behind her and embuggered while I, in front, encunted her. We marched in simultaneously, our two pricks felt each other, either that or the little slut wiggled her ass in such a way as we fancied we felt one another. Chonauche would now and then let her drive her cunt down around my prick and then, his prick halfway dislodged, he enjoyed the possibility of reembuggering her. While she assfucked with him, I partially decunted, and would then reencunt. This intriguing game lasted as long as Chonauche would hold back his seed. Usually, he' d not discharge at all, reserving all he could muster for my asshole. And so he would have little Culfraise lie down on her back, I' d encunt her, Meanwhile, the Abbe would embugger me, and we used all three to discharge with one peal of thunder. We' ll not adopt the Abbe' s scheme. ' Tis too fatiguing a way to fuck but he used to pay the pretty buggress. Are you paid, Madame? No, surely not, she' s an honest woman, I can tell it from her style of fucking. No whore fucks like Madame. Such being the case, I' m going to give you a physical demonstration with one of the other two girls. Step forth, Minonne, come along Connette. Whichever of you would like to be embuggered and encunted simultaneously, let her present herself, skirts in the air!"

During this speech, which allowed her some respite, Conquette had covered her cunt and breasts, and the two girl, bubs flying free, had sat down beside her. She had kissed their nipples and then calmly covered their breasts with their kerchiefs. Madame Poilsoyeux always became modest again directly she ceased to be fucked. The two girls replied as one: " I! I would!"

" Very well," said Trait- d' Amour, " first one, then the other. Have we any pommade or butter at hand?"

" We do," replied the lovely Satin- cunt, blushing. " Here is a jar of pommade. You will find butter in that dish on the table."

" We' ll save the butter for you, my lovely lady, as lovely about the ass and cunt as in the face," resumed Trait- d' Amour. Minonne was industriously greasing her rosebud. " And so you' re to be the first, little sister?"