anonymous - The Memoirs of a Voluptuary

We wiped ourselves, and then Cecile insisted upon sucking me. I was for postponing this, having scarcely yet recovered from my commerce with her; but she pointed out that she would not have a further chance, as it would be necessary to get ready for the theatre before long, so I had perforce to give way to her. It made my cock ache a good deal at first, but this feeling wore off with returning voluptuousness, and she kept at her task until she had made it come erect again; but the sensation was too intolerable, every stiffening tremor of the organ sending a deep, shooting spasm through me, and at last I had to beg her to stop.

"Very well," she said. "I must not overtax you. And you have afforded me such great pleasure that I cannot deny you something in return. I will go to poor Gaston now. See how patiently he has been waiting! He is a little saint, is he not? never to make a murmur." Possibly Gaston was possessed of more stamina than I was, but at any rate he seemed to bear himself better, and submitted to Cecile's endearing caresses for quite a long time. At length, however, even she deemed it advisable to cease, and we all three proceeded to dressing again.

Cecile ordered dinner to be prepared rather earlier than usual, and while we were partaking of it, she said. "Do you remember, Gaston, that place I once took you to, where we met Helene and the others? It was a society, as I told you. I dare say Charlie knows all about it, too, but I will not embarrass you by asking whether he does. Well, there is a special meeting a week from today, and, if you like, I will take you both. No, Gaston! you will not need to pose again as my little cousin, Elise. The meeting I speak of is one of a particular kind, and is not of frequent occurrence; on such occasions, though men are excluded, boys are not forbidden; and, in fact, it is usual for a member to introduce one, if she can manage to do so, but the conditions for the eligibility of these young guests are so stringent that it is rather a distinction to be able to bring one. You, however, are both qualified in every respect, so I shall be doubly honoured in having an escort of two. You see! it is necessary that they be well-born and attractive, and also discreet.. Now, I can vouch for you as all three, so the rest is easy. Our rendezvous is not the place that you know, Gaston, on this occasion, but a villa in the environs. The boys always present themselves in costume, but I will make all arrangements of that sort. You shall come and see me tomorrow, and I will take you to my dressmaker; she will see to everything that you want."

We spent a pleasant evening at the theatre, where the singing and scenery charmed me very much, although I could not follow the words to any great extent. On coming out, Cecile took us to supper at a restaurant not far away, and then drove us home, and bidding us goodbye, requested that we would come to see her at noon the next day.

In the morning, we were awakened by Mignon, who brought us coffee. Owing to my presence, she preserved a modest and respectful attitude, which extracted sundry whimsical remarks from Gaston, who tried to give her a kiss. But she drew back, exclaiming, "No, no! You must not, monsieur. Monsieur Charles is looking at us."

Gaston laughed loudly, crying, "What of that, Mignon? You must not him for a simpleton. You wait till you know a little more about him."

He sprang out of bed and, rushing at me as I lay, seized my hands, saying, "Here he is, Mignon! Come and have a look at him."

Mignon frowned a reproof, but was unable to repress a smile, and at last obeyed de Beaupre's injunctions, and came towards me.

"What is the matter with you?" continued Gaston; "why don't you pull the clothes down?"

"Oh! but monsieur, I could not," she replied. "Perhaps Monsieur-Charles would not like it?"

"Oh! wouldn't he? You try, and see!" persisted Gaston, and, thus urged, Mignon did as she was bidden. The sight of my legs, as she uncovered them, further prevailed upon her, and she no longer exhibited any hesitation, but turned up my shirt with a little laugh, and placed her hand on my private parts. I curled myself up as she did so; but made no protest, and she played lingeringly with my member, finally giving it a kiss; but she then concluded that this was enough for the present, and threw the coverings over me again. However, it was "a beginning, and spoke of more eventualities in the future.

By midday, we presented ourselves at Cecile's, and found her ready for us.

"We have not much time" said Gaston, "as we must be back for luncheon."

She took us to the couturiere she patronised, who made the necessary measurements, while Cecile supplied her with all the particulars she required. The confabulation was such a long one, that we got a trifle impatient, but it was over at last, and we made all haste back to the Faubourg St. Germain.

A day or two later, Cecile called on the princess, and told her of the invitation she had given us, merely saying, of course, that she would like us to spend the evening with her.

On the day in question, we repaired to the Avenue Hoche rather late in the afternoon, and found Cecile impatiently awaiting us. After a pleasant hour or two, she took us to the dressing-room to be attired for our parts. Marie figured largely in this scene, being assisted by Julie, whom I regarded with considerable interest, recollecting de Beaupre's account of what took place on her engagement by madame. She was a decidedly pretty young girl, but was scarcely calculated now to give one the impression of strict convent breeding, for she tripped about in the liveliest manner, and displayed very much less reserve in her demeanour than Marie.

Cecile had made the most elaborate preparations for adorning our persons. Our costumes were of the eighteenth- century period, and I felt myself quite imposing when I had attired myself in a pair of white satin breeches, white silk stockings, shoes with diamond buckles, a white brocaded waistcoat, and a full-skirted coat of white satin glittering with embroidery of brilliants. My full cravat and ruffles were of the finest lace. My own hair was concealed by a curled and powdered wig, to the queue of which a broad ribbon was attached and brought over on to my breast. A brooch of diamonds fastened my neckband, and a collar, with pendant cross, of the same stones encircled my throat, while a large star blazed and sparkled on the left side of my coat. A light sword with jewelled hilt hung at my side, while Marie added the finishing touch by slipping some of Cecile's magnificent rings on my fingers.

Gaston displayed equal splendour in a suite of lemon- coloured satin, which suited admirably his dark complexion and jet-black hair and eyes. The coat was richly worked with pearls and brilliants, which also profusely ornamented his long, flowered waistcoat. His peruke was tied with a black ribbon, and Cecile's store of jewelry was again over-hauled to deck him out in as lavish a fashion as myself. As we sat down to dinner, we looked like two young exquisites of the ancient regime, and quite put into the shade Cecile, in the classical simplicity of her plain, cream-coloured silk robe, which hung in straight folds about her, and was only relieved by her splendid ruby ornaments.

I was unaccustomed to such finery, and it took me a little while to get used to it, but by the time dinner was concluded I felt more at my ease. Cecile took another survey of us afterwards, and stuck a little black patch on my right cheek, declaring, after she had contemplated the effect, that this had been the one thing wanting to make me absolutely perfect. And really, when I surveyed myself in the mirror which she handed to me, I was fain to admit that the "beauty" spot added a wonderful piquancy to the general expression of my features. It was only natural, too, that my comrade should want to have a like addition made to his armoury of attractions, so Cecile put one also on his face, but lower down than mine, and just near the dimple that made itself shown when he laughed.