Anonymous - Pleasures and follies

" Amen!" murmured the entire assembly, pricks straining and cunts moist with emotion.

Everyone left edified by my daughter' s extraordinary piety. As they filed thoughtfully out, they said: " That' s indeed what one may justly call having religion, the true religion of Nature; and that' s the proper way to address the divinity. One ought always ask Him for reasonable things. Oh, indeed, she' s an unusual girl!"

Two days later, when I went to see Conquette (I had stayed away from her on Monday), I found her, although fully dressed, blinking sleepily which, what, for her large eyes and long lashes, made her appear especially charming. She was wearing a pair of new silk slippers she had put on for the first time.

I sank to my knees before her. " Conquette," I said to her, " no living mortal has prettier feet – they are a shade large, and the pointed toes of your slippers and their very high heels make them look half their actual size. How divine they are! My prick is mightily hard, as you observe."

" Dearest Papa, knowing how much you adore me, I wanted to consecrate these shoes before presenting them to you as ornaments to go on your mantelpiece. Here are the white ones I had on the other day, in which I was so often – so much and so well – you know what."

" What, my dear? Say it."

" Fucked, Papa, FUCKED!"

" Quite. Excellent. And those shoes?"

" Do you see the pretty shape my feet have given them? They are far more voluptuous now that they have been worn."

Avidly, I inhaled the scent that the interior of those slippers distilled. " Oh, but my prick is a veritable pillar!" I cried. " Your blessed buggering shoes have an odor of paradise! I' m lost, I' m damned. I' ll have the worst aches and pains in my balls if I don' t shove it into your cunt one little time; are you going to let this paternal prick eject its seed upon the floor? No, I hope not."

" Put your ass and your balls in this big flat bowl like a good loving papa. I had the water fetched up. It is nice and cool and will relax that poor darling prick of yours. That' s what I do when my cunt is afire."

This all seemed like good common sense and I followed her recommendation. She hid her feet from my sight. That too was prudent for her. I felt much calmer.

" I had to cool myself a short while ago. Trait- d' Amour paid me a call; I was still in bed when he arrived. He laid hands on my cunt and my bubbies. Just to see his prick standing up on his hind legs made an impression upon me, but in my heart, do you know, I felt nothing. He said he wanted to cunt- tongue me and to have me frig him afterwards. I' m not a whore you know-"

" You are chilly, it seems to me-"

" That' s because I have ceased to love… in a sense. You are my lover, dear Father, and your lieutenant Trait- d' Amour also has definite rights to my cunt: he' s your prick' s double, its alter ago, and when it buries itself in me it' s you all the time who is fucking me. Anyhow, I felt a little sorry about my harshness with him. So I took his prick in my hand and he put it in my mouth, the foreskin pulled all the way back. I made him discharge and swallowed his fuck, which tasted marvelous, I must admit, after my morning chocolate. It was like a heavenly mouthwash. But, as I was saying, if you would like to give your cherished daughter an unspeakable pleasure, kiss her, put your tongue in her mouth, and she' ll put hers in yours. She' ll tickle your balls and squeeze your prick in her fist and she' ll discharge like a goddess."

" Oh, you are too wonderful for words! An end to them. Let' s fuck like intelligent human beings. Just a little bit."

" My cunt was cool as moment ago, but now you' ve gone and set it afire again. Only fuck will extinguish the blaze, I' m afraid. Therefore, dearest Papa, let' s fuck away! Encunt your devoted daughter! But proceed softly so that I discharge several times. And I' ve something to tell you while we fuck."

She leapt upon me, thrust my member into her cunt and advanced it gradually, by almost imperceptible little nudges of her ass. The water' s coolness had checked my impetuousness and retarded my ejaculation now. Her movements grew more energetic and she began to moan, crying at last, " I' m coming, oh, sweet Jesus, I' m melting!" Then she lay still for a minute or two. " I forgot to give you the address of that man we saw in the street the other day. He handed me a slip of paper, on it was written a request that I come and see him for a- a- a fuck, oh FUCK! Drive it in, drive it, Father. Drive it all the way in, I' m discharging all over again. I' m coming… ah, heavenly Father!" and she leapt and danced and twittered and chirruped as never did a fuckeress before her leap, dance, twitter, and chirrup. After a copious discharge, she resumed what she had been saying, " Yes, that man in the street, his message. It' s here, on the bedside table. Tell him, or write to him, that I never go abroad, and enclose our address."

" Aye, it shall be done, Fututrix!" I replied. Madame Brideconin brought us cups of chocolate and I left so as to attend to the business. I went straight to the lodgings of him who was so eager to be my daughter' s lover and next fucker. I found him at home, transmitted a note Conquette Ingenue had written, in which she said that, if he had any reply to make, he give it directly to her father. I was warmly received. The gentleman was well- to- do. He said he was searching for a mistress who knew how to please in bed.

" My good Sir," I made him prompt answer, " your quest is at an end. My daughter has been married. She may be yours upon condition she keep her present residence, which neighbors mine. You shall eat there with her if you like and sleep there too – I shan' t be bothered in the slightest by whatever you choose to do. As for voluptuousness and ability to move the ass and flanks, a libertine husband saw to it she had the most arduous and thorough novitiate in this vocation. But in surrendering her to you I wish to be certain her fate will be a happy one and that her practical circumstances will improve a little each year. If you will guarantee her welfare, I shall take upon myself full responsibility for her fidelity. She is prudent, sensible, and wellbehaved; the certitude of a future independent of her monstrous husband is the sine qua non of her consent to your proposals."

The gentleman found these conditions highly acceptable and the definitive decision was put off until after a business trip whence he expected to come back in a week or ten days. I returned to Conquette with this news.

" Papa," said she, " however much or little he fucks me, you will always be there, won' t you, to take your daughter in your arms and perchance put your prick in her cunt? You and he shall be my two fathers. I' ll even renounce your extraordinary former secretary if you promise to encunt no one but me. Where will you find a cunt better adapted to your requirements? Hold your fuck strictly in reserve for me, as you shall your heart, Oh, most lecherous of fathers!" It was plain she was jealous. I encunted her straightway. But I was too much of a libertine to confine myself to the exclusive fuckery of the woman I loved most.

Madame Brideconin brought us some cool lemonade. She was lame, had been born that way, but she limped in a seductive manner. She had arranged her hair in a new fashion. Though pockmarked, she was exceedingly provocative. I said so to my daughter.

" Even before our parties began," Conquette told me, " her husband was eager to stuff me, but I found him displeasing. Since last Sunday, his wife has approached me twice and asked to suck my cunt. They both adore me, but I haven' t let them do anything serious – nothing but kiss my feet. He fucks her whenever I tell him to. I watch. It' s a little pastime I indulge in while waiting for Sunday to come. All I need to do is sit down in front of Brideconin with my skirts raised ever so little. That' s enough to get him started. He grows so excited when he sees my ankle and then my lower leg that he hops abroad the whore. He keeps it up as long as I like. I give a tug at my skirt and he sets in anew. If he catches a glimpse of thigh, it' s pandemonium: he begins to roar with lust. One day, when the weather was especially warm, I decided to give my cunt some air and raised my skirts all the way. That fucker saw the view and brayed like a mule and nearly split the landlady in two. He exploded fuck all over the room, continued to rummage in her cunt and was like to kill himself with overwork when his wife glanced at me. She finished her discharge and came over and pulled my skirt back down. Brideconin was terribly weary and didn' t feel at all well, as a matter of fact."