Anonymous - The Nunnery Tales

“I bowed respectfully and replied that Mademoiselle St. Roche had been troubled with an abominable flea, and that we had been trying to catch it.

“'I fear, Master Page, that you have been searching for fleas in very improper places,' she gravely replied. 'But what induced you to think it possible for a flea to be up that little orifice, which looks as if it is no longer so little?'

“From the tone of her conversation, I saw that it was of no use to attempt to deceive her, and was at a loss what to say. Julie beckoned me to her, and while her friend wondered what she could be saying, whispered to me that she would engage her in conversation and beg her not to disclose what she had just seen. At the same time, she would carelessly clasp her arms around her neck, and hold her fast in a stooping position. While she was thus situated, it would be easy and pleasant for me to get into her from behind, 'And then you'll be sure, Eustace dear, that she will not be able to tell stories of us!'

“I had always heard that women were apt learners in these matters, but I must acknowledge that I was perfectly astonished at the extraordinary diplomatic talent exhibited by the hitherto inexperienced Julie. I considered her idea a very good one, and without waiting for my assent, she proceeded to put it into practice.

“'Dear Adelaide, come here, I want to speak to you,' said she.

“'Well, what is it, you silly, imprudent girl?' replied her friend approaching her and leaning over her.

“This was all Julie needed. She clasped her white arms around Adelaide's neck and drawing her face down to hers, began to beg her in an audible whisper not to breathe a word of the suspicious appearance of matters when she so suddenly entered the room.

“'Of course I shall not, my pet,' replied La Fontaine. 'It would only bring scandal upon our little community and make the king and our abominable old governess look more sharply after us. But, gracious heavens!' she continued, 'what is that impudent page doing?'

“You will observe, my son, that as she promised not to reveal her suspicions, there was no necessity for me to purchase her secrecy by violating her. But secrecy or not, my fancy had been stimulated, and as Mademoiselle La Fontaine leaned over her friend, the position raised the skirt of her silken flounces so as to exhibit her legs in a most captivating manner. Her exclamation was caused by my putting my head under her petticoats to obtain a nearer and more extensive view. When she called out, the only alteration I made in my proceedings was to stand up, raising her petticoats with my head as I did so. My faithful Julie kept tight hold of her at the same time, so she was perfectly harmless as far as any resistance was concerned, and her position stuck her buttocks out in such a way as to render either of the two crevices nestling in the neighborhood easy prey to my roving prick. I have fucked many a pretty girl since, my dear boy, and many a lady of rank has considered herself honored by having accepted my loving embraces, but I shall never forget the day I took a young lady's maidenhead for the first time, or the first time that the idea struck me that a girl's bottomhole must be a delightful change.

“At any rate, whether impelled by novelty, or curiosity, or by lust, or Adelaide's tempting position, or all four, I certainly was not disappointed. At first I thought her tightness would baffle me, but I supplied the remedy by moistening the end of my prick with saliva. When I tried again, I forced the knob in with one vigorous shove. That done, the rest of the performance was easy; the remainder of my cock followed, and in two lunging thrusts was buried up to my balls.

“Adelaide did not pretend to resist, but simply remarked to her friend, 'You have played a nice trick, you naughty girl! See if I don't pay you back for it. In the meantime, you will excuse me for remarking that this saucy page of yours is a lascivious and unnaturally lustful young beast.'

“'Unnatural!' exclaimed Mademoiselle St. Roche. 'Why, you don't mean he has inserted…”

“'Yes, I do mean to say,' interrupted Adelaide, 'and it is just as well that he is quite a youth and has not grown to full size, for if he had a full grown thick prick, such as I have seen and felt, I would run some risk of having my bottomhole split. And now, after three or four more thrusts, I suppose his Highness is finished; yes, I thought so. Many thanks to you, Monsieur, for the distinguished honor you have done my posteriors!' said the laughing girl, turning around as I withdrew myself. 'Julie, if you'll take my advice, you'll come upstairs with me while this lovely young gentleman gets into the saddle and back again to Paris. For if this escapade should happen to be noticed, you and I will be disgraced forever, while the page here will run a very good chance of being castrated. I suppose he thinks that would be a pity, while my own opinion is that it would save the maidenheads of a number of poor innocent girls.'

“I saw her advice, though given in a laughing tone, was correct and quite serious. Consequently, kissing both young ladies warmly, I spurred my horse at full gallop on the return to Paris. And it was well I did so, for the king was terribly jealous, as worn-out tyrants usually are, and had already noticed I had been longer on the road than he expected. I averted suspicion from myself by entering into long descriptions of the enthusiasm with which the young ladies had received the invitation of the royal fete, and the flattering and grateful remarks they had made about his Majesty. I even improvised a sort of half-angry, half-jealous conversation, which I pretended to have overheard among some of the beauties, contending as to which of them was the most likely to be honored by his royal embraces. This, which was all fiction from beginning to end, pleased the king vastly, and I flattered myself that I had re-established myself in his good graces.

“But I overlooked something. It seems that the Governess of the country villa had a nephew, a bastard son, whom she wished to place as a Royal page. As there was no vacancy, she had to make one. The old harridan had not seen any of my delicious proceedings with my lovely friends, but she knew that they had been with me a considerable time. Taking that fact in connection with the use that both Julie and Adelaide made of a sponge on their reaching their apartments, she made a shrewd guess at the truth. She was pretty well versed in these little matters.

“The consequence of her suspicion was that she sought an audience with the king in Paris, and warned him against me as a dangerous youth to be let loose among his favorite women. She did not dare to accuse me of any impropriety, as she knew that their influence would outweigh hers, but a page who was present subsequently told me that she asserted that, whenever I approach any of his Majesty's treasured pets, I was afflicted with a terrible erection. The experienced old lady warned the king that a youth in that predicament does not stop to weigh the consequences, and she feared that some day my lust would lead me to attempt a rape on one of her charges, or at any rate, would probably lead me to take extremely improper liberties.

“The king, perfectly horror-stricken at the idea of any ordinary person touching, or even thinking of invading the sanctuaries sacred to his royal prick, summoned me forthwith into his presence, and told me of what I was accused.

“On any other occasion, I should have indignantly protested against any such accusation and defied the scheming old hag to her face. But as it was, knowing myself to be guilty, I was afraid that any investigation might lead to worse results – the ruin of the ladies, and very possibly death to myself. So I answered respectfully that in common with all gallant young gentlemen in his gracious Majesty's service, I like to look at beautiful young ladies. But I had too much respect for those reserved for his Majesty's pleasure to presume to let my animal passions get the better of me in regard to them.