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"If I had witnessed the familiarities between my handsome Mamma and the Vicomte de Merville a week previously, my natural timidity or modesty would have induced me to leave the room. But I had plucked the apple from the tree of knowledge, and although I had been rather overdone by Victor's amatory proceedings of the previous night, and being naturally of a strong constitution, and suddenly of a very lascivious temperament, I resolved to stay in the room and witness this new performance. I wondered if her ladyship would do her share of the business to the gentleman's satisfaction, after the short but very sharp and decisive fucking she had just subjected herself to from Victor.
Moreover, I was by no means free from the feminine vice or virtue, whichever you please, called curiosity. So although my mother hinted, 'Dearest Henri, a child is in the room!' neither he nor I paid the least attention to the remark. I quietly ensconced myself in a lounging chair, wondering what shape the Vicomte's aristocratic lasciviousness would take. He on his part was kissing my mother and rolling his tongue around her mouth, while at the same time unbuttoning his breeches.
"When he had accomplished this preliminary, and also raised his shirt, I was perfectly surprised at the appearance of his cock. Victor's was the only one I had hitherto seen, and I thought his was beautiful, and all that a girl could desire, it was a light, healthy flesh and blood color.
But this young nobleman's was literally milk white, something like a marble column with a ruby head. I, in my innocence, thought such a pure-looking tool was a proof of his Lordship's aristocratic breeding, but I subsequently found that it was in consequence of his washing it, or having it washed for him, with milk of roses. However, there it stood, which was more at any rate than he did, for my mother playfully pushed him backward on the sofa and began to amuse herself by handling and fondling his beautiful prick and balls.
"'Do be quick, my lovely angel,' said the prostrate gentleman. 'If you are going to ride over me triumphantly, lose no time in gathering your robes up and setting your magnificent rump upon me, for I cannot contain myself much longer.'
"On this my mother called out, 'Emilie, my child, since you are in the room, you must assist me. Gather my robes and underlinen well up to my shoulders, and then as I settle my buttocks down upon Henri, guide his murderous weapon into the open pussy prepared to receive it.'
"I obeyed this order with pleasure, and as her ladyship straddled her handsome friend, I arranged her petticoats and chemise so that she was naked below the waist. Then, as she began to rest her weight upon him, I guided the shining satin knob between the black-haired lips, and it immediately disappeared from view, being swallowed up right to the balls.
These I felt. They were hot and as hard as horn. Judging from what little I knew from my own experience, I foretold that the gentleman's enjoyment, or at least the first outburst of it, would be over in less than a minute. His hands were free, for he did not need it to press my mother's face to his; she took care of that, and I only wonder she did not smother him with her passionate kisses and caresses. Instead, he employed them as he pleased, feeling the lady's thighs, and the upper part of her cunt, and crammed his fingers into her arsehole.
This I did not consider very aristocratic, but a moment's reflection convinced me that when a man or a woman is in an overpowering state of sensual lust, nothing is too strong, nothing is too gross to be either imagined or executed in the way of gratifying it.
"All this that I am taking so long to relate took only a minute or two to execute. The gentleman's convulsive heavings to meet the lady's heavy downward pressure became more ecstatic, and then ceased almost suddenly, simultaneously with a long-drawn gasp of pleasure.
"I watched the proceedings narrowly, perceiving that my mother had not quite finished. But as Monsieur's stiffness had not altogether evaporated, she managed by a little judicious rise and fall of her lovely rump to produce the desired effect for herself as well as for her lover! And oh! what a mess they made between them on the blue velvet sofa cover. I was quite anxious for them to recover themselves, so that I might wipe away at least some of the slimy deposit. This was shortly afterwards managed pretty well, and while the enamored pair were putting their dresses into something like order, my mother remarked, 'Well, child, you have seen a very pretty exhibition. I hope it will not put improper ideas into your head.'
"'I should think not,' interrupted Monsieur de Merville, 'for Mademoiselle seems the very height of prudence and modesty.'
"As I listened to this, and recollected that only fifteen minutes before the speaker had shoved his fingers up my cunt and discovered no maidenhead, I gave him more credit for his gallantry and politeness than his truthfulness.
Moreover, to tell the truth, I began to feel rather ticklish and excitable, and no wonder. But my mother did not notice any change in my demeanor; she was asking the Vicomte about a bevy of pretty girls, which rumor said he kept about him, both in Paris and in the country at the Chateau de Merville. A regular sort of harem it appeared to be from her remarks. He took her inquiries, which were half jocular, half jealous, very coolly, and informed us that he always liked pretty girls about him. His housekeepers, both in Paris and in the country, had orders to have always about half a dozen handsome girls on hand, doing easy work, and always at his Lordship's beck and call.
"'Pray, Henri,' asked my mother, 'have these young girls, when they enter your service, any idea of the peculiar nature of the services required of them?'
"'Well, dearest,' he replied as he lazily reclined on the sofa sipping a glass of Curacoa, 'I think it is very probable that they may make a shrewd guess at the truth. Whenever my housekeeper, in Paris, for instance, has found a girl that she considers handsome and well-made, she is brought to me for approval, dressed in a short skirt and very little else. I find that I have very little difficulty with the working-class Parisian girls who are very clever, naturally, and licentiously disposed.
When one of them is brought into my private room, I naturally proceed at once to examine her legs, thighs and private parts. It is my housekeeper's duty, of course, to ascertain that, if not exactly a maid, the girl is clean and pure, and has not been too hard worked. Such a girl as this generally receives my pokings and fingerings with gratified smiles, and tries to display herself to the best advantage.
"If I approve of her, I signify as much to my attendant, who takes special care of her. And if the girl appears very fascinating, I sample her on the spot, making her go upon her hands and knees. Or perhaps, if I am lazy, I settle her rump upon my lap and have her do the greater part of the work herself. If one of the Parisian girls gets with child by me, she is in due time sent off to the Chateau de Merville, where he is delivered, nursed, and taken care of.
"In this way, you perceive, Madame,' continued the Vicomte, turning to my mother, 'I keep up a very fine breed of peasantry upon my estate, to say nothing of those that strictly speaking belong to the soil. For though the peasant girls about my country house are more modest than the city girls, the honor of being fucked by the Seigneur is considered so great, that if they did not appreciate it themselves, their parents would take care that if sufficiently handsome they should have the honor of my embraces. And I can say what every Seigneur cannot, and that is that I have never had occasion to force a girl in my life. A most amusing incident once occurred.
"Of course, as everybody knows, the Lord of the Chateau has a right to the first night with every bride that is married. But this is a right I did not always care to exercise, for what with charming ladies of my acquaintance, and pretty girls in my service, I have generally as much fucking as I can well manage to do without injuring my constitution.
But the incident was this: a young blacksmith, Pierre Rozeay, was about to marry a girl called Ninon Barbotte. My valet had hinted to me that the girl was rather good-looking, but I had at that time some very good-looking girls about me, and felt rather lazy besides. So, beyond sending them a few pieces of gold to promote their wedding festivities, I troubled myself no more about the matter. But, lo! when I was sitting by myself in the cool of the evening, half musing, half dreaming, with a flask of Burgundy by my side, one of my attendants announced that the bridegroom and bride desired to have the honor of speaking to me. I ordered them to be ushered in, fancying that they had come to make their acknowledgments for the trifling present I had given them. They entered, and Pierre, who was usually a very bashful youth, explained his purpose in calling upon me very distinctly and plainly. The fact is, he had taken a few glasses of wine, which had given him courage.'
"'He called my attention to his wife, who was a much more handsome girl than I had been led to expect, and looked particularly good in a white skirt, a wreath of roses around her pretty head, and scarlet stockings that displayed her fine muscular legs. Pierre's speech was to the effect that when Jules the woodman, and Antoine the undergamekeeper were married, Monseigneur was pleased to honor the ceremony by embracing the brides and taking their virginity. Not only so, but the Vicomte was pleased to express his approbation of the satisfaction he had derived from the young women's personal charms by making each a handsome present on which to commence housekeeping. And when the first child was born, my honor compelled me to say that I would be at the cost of providing for it to a reasonable extent. And Pierre respectfully submitted to my consideration whether he and his bride were not equally worthy of my attentions as Jules and Antoine had been on their marriage. He said that as far as money was concerned that I had behaved very liberally, but that both he and his bride would consider it an honor if I would take her virginity and lay the foundation for a fine child, which would in name be Pierre's, but would in fact be mine and would doubtless be provided for accordingly. All this tickled my fancy amazingly, especially when Pierre led his young wife forward, and demanded to know if I did not think her very pretty. Certainly she looked so, and blushed very becomingly. But her husband was apparently determined to bring matters to a crisis, for as he stood before me, he grasped her clothes, and lifting them all completely up at one sweep, displayed her naked charms in all their glory. The young rogue calculated well and called my attention to the roundness of her thighs, the size and firmness of her breasts, the length of her legs, the whiteness of her mossy orifice, the virgin purity of her slit. Ninon took this exhibition all in good humor, being apparently desirous of not only obtaining the approval of her young husband, but of me, her lord and master.'
"'That's right, my lord,' he exclaimed, as he saw me beginning to unbutton my breeches, 'you never stuck your knife into a nicer young lamb in your life, I am sure. How will you have her?'
"'To this I replied that my fancy was that the kneeling posture would suit her best, and that if she was still a maid it was the best and easiest way for me to break through her virgin barrier. No sooner said than done. Two or three sofa cushions flung on the carpet were all that was requisite to make a luxurious couch. The young bride, without any hesitation, at once put herself into position, to the great delight of her pleased and gratified husband, and also to my satisfaction. Her fair white rump was a very fine cushion for my belly to butt against, I assure you, and whether she was a maid or not, I neither knew or cared.
She was certainly very tight, but I managed to get in right up to the balls the very second thrust that I made. She not only made no signs of suffering any pain, but from the way in which she wriggled her great plump, firm arse about, exhibited most decided pleasure and our mutual joy was consummated after a very brief interchange of shoves and heavings. Pierre, who had watched the whole proceeding with proud attention, remarked at the termination that he could not have fucked her better himself, and thought that I had certainly got her with child. I disabused his mind of this idea; for, be it known unto you, ladies both, that the position that I had adopted with the young bride is not a favorable one for inducing a girl to breed; nor indeed, according to my humble experience, in any position in which the lady's posteriors are presented uppermost. You, my dear Mademoiselle,' continued the Vicomte, addressing himself to me, 'know nothing, of course, about these matters, but it is as well that you should be aware of them, lest in some unguarded moment when you yield up your youthful charms to some forward and favored lover, you should find disagreeable consequences nine months later in the shape of a swelled belly.'
"'Hush, Henri' exclaimed my mother, 'Emilie is far too young to think of such things at present. There will be plenty of time when she is two or three years older, and betrothed in marriage.'
"'Oh, certainly,' replied de Merville with a glance out of the corner of his eye at me. 'Well, to conclude my story, I assured Pierre that whoever was father of their first child, I would be Godfather to it, on which Ninon curtsied. I kissed her, and slipped a few coins into Pierre's hands. I gave them permission to depart, a happy and grateful couple. I could relate a score of such anecdotes,' continued the Vicomte. 'For example, one day I was overtaken with a storm while on a shooting excursion, and sought shelter in a farm house. There were three very handsome specimens of our country girls there. Their mother offered me the choice of the three to amuse myself with while I stayed and refreshed myself! Very hospitable, wasn't she? Of course, I did not refuse such a kind offer, and as they were equally handsome, I chose the eldest, and requested her to show me a bed. The girl, gratified by being selected in preference to her younger sisters, immediately led the way up a narrow stair - more like a ladder indeed - that led to the best chamber in the house. As I followed her, I ascertained that she had a fine figure, rather coarse and muscular perhaps, though out of hard labor and exercise, but evidently possessed of the power of satiating the most lustful voluptuary that ever suffered from a stiff prick. You may depend upon it, I did not go upstairs with my fine farmer's daughter for nothing. From setting her on the edge of the bed, with her heavy legs over my shoulders and my cock pumping its juice into her belly, to laying her flat on her face in the center of the bed and ramming into her rump. I tried every mode on her to my own satisfaction, and I hope and believe to hers also.
"'The fun was when Marie and I came into the kitchen again. She looked rather self-conscious, but proud, and I totally unconcerned. Her sisters immediately attacked her with their badgerings, such as: "Well, Marie, how did you like it?" "What did his Lordship do to you?" "Are you sore?" "Let us look." and so on.
"'To which the worthy mother replied that they should be ashamed and leave Marie alone, for the naughty girls were pulling up her petticoats and examining her inflamed secret orifices ... to see if there was any blood, I suppose. She had Marie sit down and rest herself, and take a cup of cider. Then she turned to me and told me she hoped I had enjoyed myself, that her daughters are very fine girls and she was proud of them, but that nothing was too good for her lord.
"'To this flattering speech I replied that I had been pleased beyond measure, and the powers of her daughter were so extraordinary that she had fairly forced all my vitality out of me, and that I very much doubted if I should be able to raise an honest erection for a week to come. As I said this, I exhibited my aristocratic cock, looking very nice and white certainly, but dispirited and flabby. He seemed ashamed of what he had been doing, and could not hold up his head. At my speech and exhibition, the good dame burst out laughing, saying that she had not been married for five and twenty years for nothing, and that she could soon put life into me.
Indeed, said she, "Since it is partly my fault that you are reduced to such a state, I must apply the remedy inwardly, and my daughter Susette, shall administer the outward application. Susette take your hand from under your sister's petticoats. Kneel down before Monsieur the Vicomte, and take his prick into your mouth as far as it will go and suck it nicely.'
"'She withdrew a dusty bottle from a dark closet and filled a large wineglass. What the liquor was I know not. It was very fiery, but not unpleasant.
"'The effects, however, were most extraordinary, and almost instantaneous. In two minutes I was at the boiling point, and in ten minutes I was in such a state that Susette, proud of what she considered entirely due to her own exertions, withdrew the beautiful red and white weapon from her mouth and exclaimed, "See, mother dear, what I have done! Have not I managed it well?'
"'You performed excellently, my sweet Susette,' I interrupted, 'and now it is your duty to take away the delicious stiffness which you have so cleverly created. Suppose you lie down on the table with your legs hanging over the edge.'
"'Certainly, Monseigneur,' replied the obedient girl smiling. She placed herself in the required position.'
"'I know what you require, my lord, and Jeannette and I will assist you as grooms do with a stallion serving a mare. Pull up Susette's petticoats,' continued the old lady, 'and now open the lips of her cunt and put one of her legs over each of his Lordship's shoulders. Now, my lord, gently at first, she's a maid, I really believe.' As the good dame said this, she guided my regenerated instrument between the mossy crimson portals of her daughter's maiden treasure. And indeed, strange to say, for a girl of eighteen, it was a maiden cunt.
"'My first lunge produced the exclamation of "Ah! Monsieur, how terrible large! Oh, Mamma, I cannot bear it!" I tried to stop her mouth with kisses, but as I burst through her obstacle, I could not restrain her cries. "Oh, Mamma, he has broken through something inside me. His long thing is forcing its way up inside!" Then with some gasping and sobbing, she was a finished woman. Her mother stood by gravely approving and pronounced that my performance had been very clever and business-like.
"'I have known and seen the thing bungled many times,' she said. 'I have known a man to spunk between the girl's lips and all over her arse before taking her maidenhead. I've even known a man fool enough to draw his prick out when the girl began to sob and scream; he loses all his gratification, and the young woman does not thank him for the self denial. She wants to know the secret of the proceeding. She knows other girls like it, and she knows she will have to bear it sooner or later. Depend upon it, my lord, there is nothing like a gentle violence, not that all maidenheads are equally difficult to burst through.'
"'No, indeed," I replied. 'I have taken at least a hundred, but your daughter's was remarkably tough, the strongest resistance I ever met with; I'm afraid she'll be very sore tomorrow.'
"'Never mind, my lord,' said she, 'I will wash her with milk and water, and she shall keep quiet. Bless you, sir, she'll be fit for fucking again in forty-eight hours!'
"At this I laughed and said that I should be happy to see either of the fine girls whose embraces I had just reveled in, or their sister Jeanette, whose person I had not enjoyed, any day they chose to pay me a visit at the Chateau.
"'But I weary you, my dear Madame, and your fair daughter with the history of my rural adventures, and indeed, it is high time for me to take my departure. At what time tomorrow may I have the honor and pleasure of calling?'
"My mother assured him that she would be delighted to see him at any time after noon. He bade us adieu, kissing my mother in a most loverlike manner, and respectfully saluting my hand. I could not help thinking as he did so, however, that there was a wicked gleam in his eye, and that he meant more than he dared show.
"After he had departed, my mother said, 'Emilie, my child, as you perceive, I am no prude, nor do I wish to bring up my daughter as a prude. I certainly should not wish you to have a child before marriage or to compromise yourself grossly in any way. A little loving enjoyment with a young gentleman of good family, or even tasting the joys of passion in the embraces of a married gentleman who is honorable and knows how to hold his tongue-anything of this sort, prudently and moderately enjoyed, I will not object to. But I warn you that I will not have you interfering between me and my lovers! All men like change, I know; some men have a particular penchant for very youthful girls. I myself was ravished by violence in the garden of a summerhouse when I was young, and before I had anything but a little mossy down on my private parts. My violator was a nobleman who had one of the handsomest wives in Paris, and she certainly ought to have satisfied him. But he explained to me as a sort of apology for his dreadful crime, (I'm sure I thought I was fairly split, and that my cunt would never come into shape again) that he had an inexpressible craving for a very young girl, and that he felt he must gratify his longing at any risk or cost. I only tell you this to show that you may not only be sought, but well fucked too. I warn you that if you admit Henri's beautiful cock between your thighs, or take any of my other particular friends into your arms, I will send you away ... to a convent, most likely.'
"Of course I promised my mother most faithfully, and certainly meant to keep my promise. Whether I was able to do so or not, my dear friends," continued Emilie, looking around to us, her circle of attentive listeners, "You will be able to guess, judging from my presence here among you. The crisis of my fate was soon to arrive. On the very next day, about noon, a message arrived for my mother. It said that her aunt, a very rich old lady who lived about six miles from Paris, was dying, and her presence was urgently requested. Now my mother had great expectations from her aged relative, so although she greatly disliked leaving Paris at any time, and particularly after making engagement with Henri de Merville, she most reluctantly but speedily made her arrangements for departure. She wrote a note for Henri, informing him of the necessity for breaking their appointment. She begged him to see her the next day. I, of course, was not supposed to be at home. And away she went. She had not been gone five minutes before I saw the Vicomte's carriage drive up to our entrance, and listening, I could hear Henri expressing disappointment at Madame's absence. But, instead of going away, he announced his intention of stepping upstairs to write a note. To this, of course, the porter could make no objection, as he was well known as a favored guest. So one of the footmen ushered his Lordship upstairs, supplied him with writing materials and wine and left the room. Now I had just left this very room, being under orders to keep out of the way of my Mamma's pet; but finding that the coast was clear, and not hearing anyone about that would be likely to intrude; feminine curiosity, and indeed, perhaps a stronger feeling, induced me to trespass into my mother's sitting room under pretense of looking for a book. Of course, I acted quite surprised to find the Vicomte there and prepared to withdraw, feigning great modesty and regretting my Mamma's unavoidable absence.
"'Oh, I know all about that, you know,' said the Vicomte, very coolly. 'I dressed up a servant of mine in your aunt's livery, and sent him here with a fictitious message in order to get your beautiful mother out of the way. Kind and yielding as she is, I know she would half kill us both if she caught us in each other's arms.'
"Well, I knew pretty well what all this meant, so obviously the first thing to do was to lock the door to prevent intrusion, if not listening. Of the latter, we would have to take our chances. Any hesitation I might have had about my next proceeding was obviated by the handsome young nobleman catching me on the sofa, where he perched me upon his knee, first of all lifting up my petticoats so that I sat with my posteriors and thighs naked. When he got me thus, he covered my lips with amorous kisses, and then proceeded to say that he knew I was no virgin; and as he said so, his inquisitive fingers at once penetrated my secret recesses. He did not care how it had happened, whether I had done it myself or whether I had it done for me, but at any rate, he hoped I would not refuse him the pleasure of reveling in my budding charms. Now I had not been fucked for thirty-six hours, and what with witnessing my mother's performances, and listening to her lover's lascivious stories, I had got myself into a considerable state of heat and excitement. So that the only reply I made, and I suppose it was the best that could be made under the circumstances, was to clasp him tenderly around the neck and press my hot lips to his. Upon this, he gently laid me down upon the sofa, previously placing a sofa cushion for my soft posteriors to rest upon. Then, separating my thighs, he began first to kiss my cunt, and then to lick it, until I thought he would end by eating it altogether. He abstained, however, from that demonstration of his passion, and apparently unable to wait any longer, dropped his breeches and got upon me, lifting my legs out of his way as best he could.
"He began his work very slowly indeed, but it was very delicious. He was large and strong, but very gentle. On one occasion, after giving an extra shove, he hoped he had not hurt me, and that I liked it. Didn't I! I raised my legs and crossed them over his back and heaved myself up more vigorously, I thought, than he shoved into me. He thrust hard into the rearmost portions of my cavern, drawing himself out nearly to the head only to plunge fully within once more. He did this more and more quickly until our common notion became frantic and bestial. At last it came, the delicious natural emission, drowning his cock and wetting both him and my bottom. And now I perceived that he had an object of not finishing at the same time that I did, for as I lay half fainting, he whispered, 'Sweetest Emilie, if I had yielded to the dictates of nature at the same time as yourself, the effects to you would probably have been most disastrous. But I have controlled my longing desires in this tender little orifice, by which proceeding you will run no risk of a swelled belly.' As he said this, he proceeded to moisten my rumphole with the milky emission that he had sufficiently moistened from the former orifice and enlarged it with his finger. He rolled me over on the sofa and lay over me again, this time, however, on my bottom and not on my belly. I made no objection to his proceedings, feeling it only just that as I had all the pleasure to this point, he should have his share also.
Moreover, as Master Victor had traveled the road Monseigneur proposed to travel, I did not feel much alarm as to the consequences.
He was larger, however, than Victor, but decidedly more gentle, and as he had been restraining himself for the last three minutes, it naturally followed that when he gave the rein to his passions, his proceedings were not very lengthy. He inserted the slippery end of his cock into my end hole and gently eased the shaft within. I felt pleasantly full of his prick and pushed back against him. Of course, I did not count his pushes, but I should think his performance did not last much over a minute. Then he deluged me.
How long he would have lain upon me, enjoying the soft cushion my buttocks afforded him, I know not, but I ventured to remind him that his carriage and horses had stood at the door for half an hour. Writing a note would hardly account for his passing such a long time in the house, and my mother's jealously would most undoubtedly be roused.
He acknowledged the truth of my remarks and kissed me passionately, swearing that he would find means to meet me again. Then I slipped out of the room, preparatory to his ringing the bell and ordering the note he had written to be delivered to Madame immediately upon her return.