anonymous - The Memoirs of a Voluptuary

All reserve vanished, driven away by the intense excitement I felt, and I pushed her dress high up, so that I might gratify the sense of sight as well as of feeling. Cecile made no effort to deter me, and I feasted my eyes upon the hovel spectacle without let or hindrance from her, De Beaupre's descriptions had been so, vivid, however, that what I saw only coincided with the ideas I had already formed. Still, this did not prevent me from revelling in the freshness, and I was lost to all else but the wondrous interest of the moment as I viewed and felt her glowing, dark-fringed cunt, rounded belly, and the funny little clitoris, which latter was quite stiff as I touched it.

I was possessed with a desire to see her discharge, and with this object I tickled and rubbed her private parts in a way that I calculated would have this effect. She did not try to stop me, but opened her legs to give me better play. I was a little afraid of putting my fingers far into her sheath, which I was not yet sufficiently acquainted with to understand properly. She seemed to note this, and, taking my wrist, forced my hand so far in that I wondered where it was going to, and marveled at the capacity of the regions I was invading. As she appeared to like it, however, I did not mind, and titillated her with such a display of energy that in a very few minutes her sperm ran out in a hot flow. Fascinated, I watched the phenomenon, while she crossed and uncrossed her legs in her lascivious joy. I had taken my hand away, so as not to impair the view; but she excitedly seized it, and pressed it to her quivering vagina, forcing me once more to caress it, and thrust my fingers into its dripping depths. I was not loath to continue, delighted at the resignation of herself to me, and fully satisfied with this, my initial experience of femininity. I dived and delved into all the recesses of her body, while she tossed and turned in her wild enthusiasm. I had gained no proper conception of a woman in her lust, when the fit was upon her in its entire fierceness; and the frenzied intensity which overspread Cecile's every feature made her look very different from the chaste-souled being she would have been taken for when I first spoke to her. She throbbed and flamed throughout in her ardour, raging in a fever of lubricity; and this finally culminated when, with a cry almost of despair, her semen once again burst forth in an abounding volume. After allowing herself a moment or two to recover, she rose and said, "You are a dear child, Charlie! I was ready at once to take you into my friendship as a comrade of Gaston; but you would have won your way there without his aid. Never fear for him! my heart is large enough to hold you both-and your other friend, too, if he had been here as well. Now, it is my turn, and you shall let me regale myself on your body. I am dying to do so-for one with so lovable a face must, I am sure, have an equally enchanting form."

"But will not Gaston be back in a few minutes?" I asked.

"It does not matter! We will prepare a little surprise for him. But, tell me! has my young friend ever mentioned me to you?" she went on.

"Oh, yes! He has often told me about you, and what a good friend you have been to him," I replied, equivocally.

"You little rogue!" she cried. "I mean, has he ever given you a particular account of visits to me? But I am not fair in asking you. I do not wish you to betray your friend's confidences. It is quite sufficient that I know you, and have you with me now. Come with me! and we shall see what we shall see when Gaston returns."

She took me to her bedroom, where she helped me to undress, and laid me on the bed. "Beautiful! Charming!" she exclaimed rapturously, as with burning eyes she proceeded to devour my body. "You are a little angel, and I shall feel under an eternal debt of gratitude to Gaston for giving me the privilege of your acquaintance. My only sorrow is that I will so soon have to say farewell to you, but I shall hope to see you again, when you come to stay with your friend another time."

She kissed me fervently on the belly and between the thighs, and took my cock in her fingers, murmuring, "What a ravishing love-jewel!" It was hot and stiff, and its erection did not diminish under her caressing touch, especially as, she artfully tickled my balls with a magnetic effect, sending deep vibrations of voluptuousness through my frame. At length she took it in her mouth and sucked it with an ardour that caused me to remember how fond she was of this amusement, according to de Beaupre."

She was in the middle of doing, this when we heard Gaston's voice, calling to know where we were.

"Stay here!" said Cecile to me. "I will bring him in." She left the room, but, almost immediately returned, followed by de Beaupre. He gave a look of momentary surprise on seeing me laying naked on the bed, but it quickly changed to a smile, as he glanced from me to Cecile.

"I say!" he cried; you have been getting on very well together while I have been away. I never thought Charlie would know so well how to pass the time."

"I don't fancy Charlie is much in need of your assistance, monsieur," said Cecile. "And I think I ought to be severe with you, for I am afraid you have been telling tales out of school. But, never mind! I will pardon you, if only because you brought such a dear boy to, see me. Suppose you undress, too! I should love to see you both together like that."

"All right, I'm ready!" he replied; "it will be a nice prelude to the theatre. But you must, join us in the same way, Cecile."

"Indeed, monsieur! but you are very overbearing in your demands. However, if it will please you, I will do so; but it is rather for Charlie's sake than for yours!"

They both divested themselves of their clothes; and when they had reduced themselves to utter nudity they took their places beside, me, Cecile being in the middle. The situation enthralled me; and I was transported into the seventh heaven. I could not take my eyes from Cecile, and I greedily drank in every detail of her lovely form, stroking her white belly, squeezing her plump thighs, and pressing her firm, globular breasts; while she in turn repeatedly kissed me on the lips and bosom, now and again turning to, bestow a corresponding caress on Gaston, while her hands were occupied in devoting soft embraces and titillations to our respective members.

We spent quite a long time in these idyllic proceedings, and I was overwhelmed with delight; but finally Cecile began to hunger for more powerful, sensations, our wanton play being insufficient to satisfy her passionate cravings.

"Let us get closer," she said. "Come towards me, Charlie!" and she turned on her side, facing me. "You, as the guest of the occasion, shall have the post of honour accorded to you. I will deliver over my back to Gaston. No doubt, he will find satisfaction there."

She drew me against her, and as my warm flesh touched her I thrilled again. I took no initiative, but let her do as she listed. Finding I did not move, she put her hand down, and taking my cock, placed it against the hungry mouth of her orifice of joy. This done, she threw her arms round me, and squeezed me tightly towards her. As I felt myself sinking into this haven of happiness, a smile of rapture broke over my face, seeing which, she pressed her lips to mine in a long, sweet kiss. I had now penetrated into the arena of love; and my instinct told me what to do. Gaston, on his part, had not suffered himself to be neglected, but had forced an entrance into Cecile's bottom-hole. His lustful movements coincided with mine, so that Cecile was thus between two fires, being assailed both at back and front. The dual embrace filled her with the greatest excess of pleasure, and she gave herself up to us with uncontrollable abandon. Her emotions were raised to such a pitch that I quickly experienced another new sensation as my cock was drenched in her hot emission, but this only served to add fuel to her salaciousness, and she held me tightly, lest I should seek to disengage myself. On my side, the heating struggle, the rasping of her sheath on my member as it gaped and shut in its alternations of excitement, and the strong suction it seemed to be exercising on my very veins, were rapidly bringing me to a violent condition of amorous fury. I could tell, also, by Gaston's heavy breathing, that he was tottering on the brink, preparatory to plunging into the sea of consummated lasciviousness. Another downpour from Cecile's bursting cunt shed itself in torrid streams over me; in her madness, she seized upon my mouth, almost choking me with hot caresses; and this acted as the last incentive to my already overstrained body-I gave a desperate lunge, and then I felt myself eaten up as with tongues of living fire, pangs of exquisite delightfulness filled my entire form, taking away all power of volition, and I sank in limp exhaustion on Cecile's breast. She held me close, and while I lay thus, only half awake to my surroundings, I heard Gaston cry-and his voice sounded to me as if it came from afar-"Ah! At last! It is coming. Oh! don't squeeze like that, Cecile. I am overpowered!" and he, too, fell upon her nervelessly. But she only laughed at our inanition, and chided us mirthfully for being overcome. In a little while, we regained our energies, and sat up, but our cocks presented a bedraggled and shrunken appearance, causing Cecile to seize them with a little gesture of derision. We could not, however, aspire to such heights of excess as she, and Gaston told her so in as many words. She dropped her raillery at once, and said, "You must not take notice of me. You have both been very good boys, and I have not enjoyed myself so much for months. What a delightful afternoon this has been. I shall not forget it for a long time. You cannot imagine how glorious it was to have your darling little members in me at the same time-the sensation was too lovely to be explained in speech."