Anonymous - Pauline

How I did it I do not know, but I got his promise to stay the night in my apartment! Mad with a desire to bring about the ending I so desperately wanted, I pushed him into the room set aside for him!

Hurrying into my own room, I quickly slipped off the frail garments I had been wearing and waited for him to climb into bed! Knowing that it was quite the custom for Hungarians to sleep without night clothing, and feeling certain that he, even here in my apartment, would do so, I put out my light and waited!

I heard the bedsprings creak beneath his weight! There came a more violent crash of thunder! I darted into his room! With a single sweep of my hand, I threw the cover from him and threw myself into his arms, being careful that I landed astride his hips!

"Oh, Arpid!” I cried, “Hold me tight! I am so afraid!” and slipping my arms about his neck I nestled close, thrilling anew as I felt his darling cock pressing against my naked bottom!

Any man who couldn't be tempted after that, wasn't human!

Arpid was no exception. In an instant, his arms were about me! Our mouths met and clung! Aroused himself, he rolled me over upon my back and got between my thighs! One of his hands came down, that he might steer his mighty cock to my slit!

"Oh, Arpid,” I cried, “what are you doing to me?” But even as I said it, I was reaching down with my own hands-not to force it away but to assist in steering it to my hungry, burning cunt. At the first touch of the wide, almost flat cap of his cock to my eager slit, I let down a veritable waterfall of come, drenching both of us with my passionate juices. A moment later, my greedy cunt lips literally sucked his shaft in up to his sperm-laden balls!

Arpid might have feared me in the outer rooms, but here in bed he proved himself my master. In my short career as a fuckstress, I had never met a man like him. He rode between my thighs until I was writhing with pleasure. At almost every inward thrust, I came, and every time he pulled his magnificent machine out, I practically cried aloud with grief. Three times he shot his scalding sperm into me without even withdrawing between times, and even after that I didn't let him rest! Wild with an unsatiated desire, I bent over him, toying and playing with his half-limp cock! Then, with a little cry of happiness on my lips, I slipped it into my mouth and sucked it back to erection! It was the longest cock I had ever seen until that time, but its length did not faze me! Rising, I got astride his hips and with a single downward motion, I impaled myself! With long strokes, I slid my cunt up and down its towering length. And so, my very first night in Pest was spent in the arms of a man I had come to love at first sight.

Nothing was spared. Like myself, Arpid was made for love, and I had not the slightest trouble in teaching him the various modes of pleasure I had learned. At the very first touch of his lips and tongue to my cunny, he all but ate me alive!

He became my slave, eager to satisfy my slightest whim or desire. Later I shall tell you how, in the presence of my guests, he abandoned himself to me.

It was noon before we attempted to rise from bed. I only agreed to let him leave after he promised to come and spend the night with me again.

After he had departed, I gave my attention to the many cards and letters I had received. These had been left by my earlier callers who promised to return when it was more convenient for me to receive them. All day long, I received these guests. My rooms were banked with the choicest of cut flowers, and that night Arpid and I sprinkled our bed with the petals. Upon these, the delightful boy ravished me throughout the hours of the night.

The following day I threw open my door to my friends, both new and old. These proved to be the elite of Pest. Men and their wives rubbed shoulders with kept women and their lovers. Young and old, they trouped through my rooms, leaving tokens of endearment, some only trinkets, others of great worth.

Three hundred people in all passed through my rooms that day. Among them were two sisters named Anna and Nina. They were scarcely twenty years old and as beautiful as the most costly Dresden dolls. I remember how they seemed to hang back until the last of my guests had departed, and how, upon being presented to them, one of them handed me a letter. Upon reading it, I found it had been written by a very dear friend of mine in Frankfurt, and that it was to serve as a letter of introduction to the sisters.

I recalled the many things my former friend had told me regarding the thrilling exploits she had had during her stay in Pest, and since the letter stated in no uncertain terms that Anna and Nina might prove worthy of better acquaintance, I asked them to stay and have dinner with me. This they readily agreed to, and as most of my guests had already departed, and my door had been closed to any late stragglers, I soon found myself closeted with my two new friends.

Strangely enough, I felt like I was meeting old friends in these two girls. I also knew by the letter of introduction that I need have no fears that these two weren't quite my equal.

While dinner was being laid, I said, “This letter of introduction makes me feel as though I am but renewing old acquaintances; your friend has often told me of the delightful times she had had during her stay in Pest, but I didn't at that time, of course, know that the girls she spoke of were you two."

"I hope,” said Nina, smiling and gazing at me from beneath partly lowered lips, “she did not tell you all the things we did."

"I'm afraid she did,” I answered. “There were never any secrets between us. She told me, also, that you girls disliked the idea of wearing clothing-is that correct?"

Anna answered, “That's quite true. And since Grace has written us that the same thing is true of you, why not stop pretending?"

Nina nodded her approval of this, and I said, “Then why not make ourselves comfortable? You are staying to dinner with me, and I would love having you both for the entire evening. Besides, I have any number of chic dressing gowns we might don."

Smilingly, we three entered one of my dressing rooms, emerging a few moments later clad in hip-length gowns, the handsome sisters making not the slightest pretense of fastening them about their naked bodies. I saw their eyes sweep over me from head to foot for, like them, I allowed my gown to fall away from my shoulders.

Dinner was announced. The well-trained maid paid little or no attention to our outlandish dress-or undress-and during the repast we consumed considerable wine. Later, having finished dinner, and while we were lying about in another room, I said, “My friend hardly did you girls justice when she referred to your unusual beauty."

"Indeed,” answered Anna, rising and coming to seat herself beside me, “you are a beauty to behold yourself.” She took my face gently between her hands and kissed me full on the lips. Before she drew away, I felt Nina nudge her head between my thighs. I moaned, overtaken with the lascivious idea of being ravished by two gorgeous girls. I slid lower down on the couch, allowing Nina greater access to the damp slit she was desperately trying to reach. Her sister moved her eager lips to my aching breasts. Molding one full globe in her small hand, she sucked the nipple of the other into her mouth. Her tongue flickered over the taut cap of my breast while her sister's tongue flicked across my rigid clit. My hands sought out their own warm flesh as their lips devoured mine. I was enveloped in a veritable banquet of hips, breasts, thighs, and arms-it was hard to tell what body part belonged to whom.

I'm not going into the details of all the things we did before the return of my lover Arpid. Enough to say that we became very well acquainted before another hour passed, and I found they lived up to my every expectation.