Anonymous - Pleasures and follies

Witplongeardow had decided not to employ his misshapen device, but rather his artificial one, and was nonetheless evoking groans from the poor martyr under his belly. I ran and informed Guac of what was happening. He came at once, plucked the villain from the breach and gave him a few cuffs. I heard him say in a very low voice: " Do you want to kill my wife, you scoundrel? Put in her cunt that damnable prick God gave you!" The fucker did as he was ordered and the fuckeress thenceforth knew pleasure only.

Next, I repaired to my aunt' s room. Owing to his awkwardness, Towtenwit had been so far unable to encunt her. I lowered my head to the pillow and, between sighs, said, " Ask my father to introduce it for you." Guac, who had followed me on tiptoes, arrived to negotiate the insertion, and subsequently all went well.

Each of the three girls was twice cunt- fucked. Then, as though in concert, the three buggers wheeled as one and attacked the fort from the rear. Two of the three were therewith handselled asswise. My aunt naively supposed her cunt was about to be stuffed from behind, but the two others had not even as erroneous notion of what was about to befall them. Those three asses were pierced at the same instant and despite the instructions they had been given to avoid all outcry, they all screeched in chorus. " Oh! the anus!"

My aunt: " Ah! The asshole!" No one paid the least attention to these protests. Happily, my sister had a large ass, consequently, she suffered less than the others. As for the Carmelite, whom Witplongeardow was buggering with his infamous member, she had a veritable yardstick in her entrails and could feel it nudging her navel. She suffered much pain from this rude intrusion, for he withdrew and plunged back in again brutally. She had no pleasure until he discharged and she felt the agreeable warmth of his fuck flow into her large intestine.

My aunt was the worst treated by Towtenwit: her asshole was tight as her cunt was slack. His enormous prick was cleaving her in two. She gritted her teeth to stifle her curses. The discharged came at last, she imitated it with one of her own, his prick grew smaller, she felt much better.

The three old lechers had had as much as they needed. Guac came to fetch them off their prey, and led them away without permitting the women a glimpse of the creatures with whom they had been struggling. The three cunts were wiped and dried and set to rights, the beds were made, the sheets changed, the three brides were tucked in, again, and Guac brought in the three new actors.

He and I deposited Witencon in the arms and upon the belly of my sister, by now somewhat toughened by the battle. She tenderly caressed the monster who encunted her, his prick guided by Guac to the mark (Guac took advantage of this opportunity to fondle and tickle my sister, which caused the poor little thing to tremble so that her fucker exclaimed, imagining me to be his auditor: " Ah, but you are a bloody little whore, aren' t you!").

In that Guac seemed to have forgot everything but his immediate problem – namely, cunt- stuffing my sister. I left him to his affairs and went on alone to arrange the two other men. Perceawant I gave to the nun and saw to it his own prick was erect. "' Tis a gentle hand indeed that touches me," said he, wishing to seize mine, but I eluded him. " Get your ass to quivering, buggress," he told his steed. " I' m entering your cunt. You can' t get away from me now. I' m not your husband. I' ve paid hard cash to lie with you and depucelate you, and so you' re my whore. Fuck, slut, and keep your ass in motion, that' s what I' ve paid for." Guac heard him; he came in directly and seized him by the throat.

" You' ve not fulfilled your end of the bargain, I need not fulfill mine. Get out of her, knave!"

" Yes, but I was to have embuggered her!" And he charged into the Carmelite' s ass despite the hail of blows Guac was showering upon him. The nun screamed like one of the damned.

By this time I was at my aunt' s bedside. I matched her with the massively outfitted Witerwell. He had contracted to embugger only, but the hot- blooded rascal he had beneath him herself directed his prick into her cunt. " Ah ha! So, wench, you' re not a virgin after all," he declared (to me, he supposed). " How is it you know so much about prick- management? Well then, whore, if you are experienced, fuck like someone who knows a little of the world. Fuck, do you hear? For I' ve paid your pimp of a husband!" As she replied in earnest to all his thrusts, he went on, saying, " Ah, she' s a whore, she is a whore, I say, she' s what the others left me," and as he discharged he pinched and slapped her. She protested and defended herself. " Into your mouth it goes, bleeding whore that you are," he said, drawing out of her cunt. " And if you don' t swallow my fuck to the last drop you' ll wish you had!"

Guac, having a moment ago driven out the nun' s brutal fucker, after he' d been allowed to embugger her, now heard the hub- bub in my aunt' s room and hastened thither. He apostrophized that unclean wretch Witenwell, gave him a powerful blow in the face. " You might at least wash yourself before sticking it in her mouth, dog! I never give my prick to be sucked, never, do you hear, without first washing it in rose water and soaking it in milk. Execrable bugger! You behave like that swine the Marquis de Sade. Are you trying to nauseate us all? You' ve broken the agreement, and you don' t deserve to spend another minute here."

" There are a hundred louis in my coat pocket," said Witerwell. " Take them in addition."

" Wash yourself. Here' s some rose water. Some milk' s over here. Well, my dearest, you' ll have to put up with whatever comes along. He' s got a hundred louis in his pocket, just as he says."

The old reprobate shouted like a lad of eighteen, enmouthed, embuggered, encunted, between- titted to his heart' s delight. " Ah, by Jesus! What a whore they' ve given me!" Guac wished for nothing more than to prove to him he' d not got the partner he imagined, and, when Witerwell was finished and dressed, Guac escorted him to the door, passing down a hallway and leading him straight past where I happened to be, fully clothed. It was as though he had seen a ghost, for I sprang out of sight. " Oh, I' ve been cheated!" the monster roared. " Damn my eyes, he gave me a whore instead of his wife!" He swore and cursed till he had stamped out of the house. While these scenes were in progress I was observing my young sister' s fuckery: The poor little thing was encunted, embuggered and enmouthed like the others by her paramour Witencon de la Cowillardiere, who did not pause before he had exhausted his last particle of strength. He adored me; what finally did for him was that, when he felt himself drained dry, he had Doucette suck his prick (priorly very thoroughly washed in warm water) and kiss his balls. Again, he niched his prick and balls between her bubs and in the cleft between her buttocks, then he had his gland given a further sucking, wherewith he did get somewhat of an erection and promptly popped his device in Doucette' s ass. He repeated this trick and, this last time, had a dry orgasm. He collapsed soon thereafter.

I called for Guac who pried him loose from Doucette' s ass. He was unconscious and in that state was borne to his carriage. Upon reaching home, liqueurs were given him in accordance with Guac' s instructions to his footmen. Alcohol revived the aged libertine. " Ah," he cried, opening his eyes, " I am still alive, and I wanted to die in that asshole! I' m still hard. Go fetch her here, bring her to me. I' ve got to stuff her again and… oh… oh… expire… oh-" and, indeed, he did expire.

" An heroic death!" Trait- d' Amour commented, and the whole company agreed it had been.

Madame Guac' s story continued. ' And that was how I passed the first night of my marriage. Guac was, upon his return, furious with lust. He wanted to embugger everyone in sight, then enmouth us; we disposed ourselves. He enmouthed me, embuggered my sister and cousin, encunted my aunt, who ached for a month from his huge prick' s effects and was furthermore impregnated thereby, and that probably was what prevented Fysistere from buying her too.