anonymous - The Memoirs of a Voluptuary

"I accompanied Cecile into the dressing-room, but she did not seem to be in a great hurry to garb herself again. On the contrary, she caught hold of me and, throwing herself down on a sofa, drew me over her lap, covering my face with warm, luscious kisses, while at the same time she sported in the most wanton manner with my genitals. I could feel her cunt throbbing and palpitating in the greatest excitement as one cheek of my bottom rested against it, and she appeared to be in a perfect turmoil of sensual agitation all over. I squeezed my buttock against her belly, pressing it inwards as much as I could, and she responded by twisting her thighs against me with an equal amount of force. Disengaging my face from hers, I turned and took one of her big, firm, crimson nipples between my lips, and bestowed on it all the suction I could bring to bear. Cecile gave a great gasp-the sensation was too much for her. She hugged me closer, straining me to her breast with such a passionate clasp that all my breath seemed to be forced out of me. Bending forward, she compressed my side against her thighs, and simultaneously I was conscious of a sudden access of warmth as her essence poured forth with the strength of a dammed-up river which has succeeded in bursting from its confinement. During the moments of ecstasy that succeeded this discharge, I seized the opportunity, as she lay back supinely amid the silken depths of the cushions, to slide from her lap, get between her legs, pushing them apart to suit my purpose, and put my cock, which had already, as I considered, endured sufficient irritation, in her saturated aperture. She had not seemed to notice me when I altered the position of her legs, but as soon as my member touched her she became electrified as with a magnetic shock. "Ah, you dear boy!" she cried; "it was for this that I would not have you touch that low-born girl in there. I want you for myself. Come to my arms! sink upon my breast! All that I have is yours to take and enjoy! Drink the cup to the full; I will not stop you!' She drew me towards her, at the same time thrusting out her middle, in order to meet me the better, while her legs closed tightly round me, her locked feet resting on my posteriors; and as my stiff and inflamed member entered into her gateway, swimming through a moat of thick sperm in order to do so, she gripped me strongly, sending my organ as far up into her interior regions as its somewhat limited length would allow it to penetrate. Small as it was; however, it was able to produce a powerful effect on her. I had only given half a dozen lunges, when again the torrents of her spunk gushed out, laving my thighs and genital parts in a hot shower-bath. "She had no thought of releasing me, nevertheless, but only crushed me to her more tightly; and I had a good experience of how far a lustful woman can out vie a man in her achievements, for it was not until I had been the cause of her discharge freely for the fourth time that I arrived at the same terminus of voluptuousness myself. However, I doubt whether her pleasure was as great as mine, when I did at length come to the crucial point, I cannot give you any idea of my sensations-they were too lovely altogether to be within the power of language to describe. I was transported out of myself entirely, and could only lie in Cecile's arms quiet and still, my cock yet soaking in her throbbing sheath, and my senses all merged in an exquisite dream of happiness.

"We stayed thus in each other's embrace for several minutes; then I got off, and Cecile, after hastily wiping herself, would clean my member with her mouth, spending quite an unnecessarily long period over the operation. She had not finished when Marie came into say that Julie had fallen peacefully to sleep. On the appearance of the maid, Cecile rose and dressed. With her assistance, I also put on my clothes, and when we were both quite ready we went for an hour's drive.

"On getting back again, we sat in the boudoir for a time; and discussed some refreshments. Later on, Marie came to say that Julie was now awake, and asked whether she should remove her now to her own room. 'We will go and see her first,' replied Cecile; 'come, Gaston!' We went into the sleeping-apartment, where Julie was still on the bed; but she rose as we entered. 'How are you now?' asked Cecile. 'I feel well at present, thank you, madame,' she replied, but in a constrained voice. 'She looks very dull!' exclaimed Cecile, regarding her intently; "I think she needs livening a little- what do you say, Marie? It would be a good idea to try just the mildest dose of the birch.' 'Oh, no, madame! You will kill me! And I feel quite all right, indeed I do,' cried Julie in alarm. But Cecile signed to Marie, who produced from a cupboard a slender bunch of birch twigs tied with a narrow ribbon of blue velvet. "This will do you good, Julie," said Cecile; 'it won't hurt you and you will be much better afterwards. It is only to restore the circulation of the blood.' Julie's face blanched, and she began to tremble, but Cecile bade her stand upright, and placing two of the girl's fingers inside her recently violated orifice, gave her the strictest injunction to keep them in that position. As soon as these preliminaries had been arranged, Cecile signalled to Marie, and the latter brought down the birch with a smart but not too heavy swish on Julie's buttocks. She uttered a loud exclamation at the stinging stroke, and as it was followed up by others in regular succession, she writhed and twisted her body under the tingling blows, while every motion caused her cunt to be agitated by the two fingers inserted in it. This, added to the rousing effects of Marie's weapon, soon began to tell upon her, and before many minutes had passed the exercise had succeeded in bringing about a most lascivious scene. Each application of the rod made the girl squirm beneath it, and the intense bodily excitement, acting upon her nerves, led her to work her fingers in her now-no-longer- virgin slit with a fast and furious motion, while her face twitched nervously and her eyes were half-closed, and each expiration of her breath came with almost a hiss. I could not have imagined that the birth was capable of inducing such licentiousness had I not seen it with my own eyes; This extreme agitation certainly could not last long, and I was therefore not unprepared for the result when Julie's groans suddenly deepened, her knees quivered beneath her, and she well-nigh fell forward as, with a sort of gurgling scream, she clapped her other hand tightly over the first in an effort to stop the pulsations of her cunt, and next moment withdrew both, the fingers which she had kept up to now inside her portals wet with sperm, while drops of thick moisture dripped from the outer lips of the orifice. 'There, that will do!' said Cecile presently; 'you can dress now, and go with Marie.'

"Cecile and I returned to the boudoir, where we remained until it was time to wash and dress for dinner. After we had bathed, Cecile proposed that we should not dress again properly, as we should be quite alone, but simply put on dressing-gowns. We did so, and when we again sat down in the boudoir I quickly found that Cecile had planned the arrangement to suit herself, for she immediately proceeded to open the front of my garment, so that she might have an unhindered view of and access to my body, which was of course fully exposed to her, as, beyond the dressing-gown, the only articles of attire.I had on were my slippers. The attractions which I apparently had for her were unbounded, and she could not drag herself away from me for a moment, but persisted in a constant caressing and fondling of my legs and thighs and bosom, ever and anon bending over to impress kisses on my warm, naked flesh. After bearing with this for rather an inordinate time, I began to get restless, but to quiet me Cecile thrust an illustrated book into my hands, and I amused myself by glancing through this while my companion still went on with her own form of enjoyment.