the impatiently awaited sighs the body shivered, quivered, the muscles of the legs got to see, and the buttocks seemed to open like a flower, and the man, now brutally digging into her, was plunging his tool in her and glued his belly to the burning rotundities…
Soon it was his turn to sigh, and while the girl, Convulsively twisting her bottom exhaled, in a last cry, her joy, he spat his burning and greasy sperm into her ass, and glued to her, silent, motionless, tried to recover his balance.
He moved away from Monique's exhausted body, and she fell on the couch, she could not care less about the humiliating posture in which she was. In silence, they were all caressing her, and kissing her flesh, sucking at the burning buttocks. She only reacted when she felt an erected and burning phallus, pointing at her ass hole… She wanted to resist and move away, but already Darcourt was taming her, like a wild mare, bending her forward, offering her bottom to the newcomer's prick.
“No… No… Not that, I do not want it, No… NO… NO MORE.”
“Hush, was repeating Darcourt, hush little girl, please realize that you are here only for a few and that you must receive the attentions from all the members of the Club.”
“Ooooh… Sighed the young girl, still struggling, trying by the movement of her ass to avoid the penetration of the prick, but she soon got tired, and also, once again a dim kind of desire came in her… Another weak protestation, and the man's belly was glued to her ass. His tool deeply impaled into her burning guts.
Once again, Sodom was the King… Once again she gave herself passionately, and once again in her burning belly, splurted the burning but appeasing gushes of hot, greasy, sperm.
Darcourt saw that this time she was really dead… He gave his friends a sign, and they all started dressing… While he was caressing her, still blindfolded, in front of the mirror, or rather, on top of the mirror, she felt once again the cold contact of a nozzle in her burning and slimy anus.
“Drink, little girl… Drink… That should ease your pains and relax you…”
And once again she felt the sparkling beverage splurt and bubble in her… But it was soothing the fire that was burning in her…
Her belly inflated by the liquid, she left those men, still excited by that sight, and got dressed again… Led, by Darcourt, she took the blindfold off her eyes only in the bathroom…
During the same week of her vacation, Monique went to three club meetings, receiving at each meeting, in her belly, the “attentions” of two “members”. Then once a one with Darcourt she gave herself to him… At the end of her vacation they all had the pleasure of coming in her… On the last evening she reserved herself for Darcourt, and they passed together some unforgettable hours of intense voluptuousness…
She came out of that evening with her whole flesh hurt by his flagellation… He had flagellated her breasts, her buttocks, and her cunt, and by three times, her had penetrated her anus…
She came back to the boarding school with a few little gifts and also some silky lingerie. She met again with the impatient Claudie, and the evenings went by, with the usual share of greedy suckings by the juvenile mouths, and the caressing or painful evenings spent with Claudie.
And Monique could not help thinking hat during the eighty days that came before the vacations, she had received the more or less ardent attentions of erected pricks that had forced sixty five times their way through the little pucked mouth hidden in the voluptuous slit…
Monique got up… She removed away from her sex her sticky fingers, glued by the juices that resulted from her ardent masturbation… She took a lukewarm shower, and it appeased her hungry body. She looked at the time at the old clock, on the passage and decided that it was time for her get dressed. She put on her a black silk slip, with lace embroideries, a little pleated skirt that came to her knees, a very tightened bodice that underlined the contours of her breasts, and she came to the living room.
Her young cousin Jacques soon met her there, and she had to defend herself against the energy of his precocious mind… Soon enough Sonia arrived too and the guests followed. It was a middle aged couple…
Out of fun, Monique tried to excite the man's desire and showed him large parts of her thighs by crossing her legs higher than necessary… She took a vicious pleasure in seeing him blush… She did not take much interest in the conversation, and was quite relieved when they finally decided to leave.
The evening finally came, and as Sonia was going out on her own, it was very easy for Monique to change addresses, and to run to Darcourt's villa. She was dressed in the black velvet uniform of Mrs. Merval's boarding school. All wrapped in her black cape, she arrived without any incident, at her friend, house. She had carefully covered her face with a little black mask… She did not regret it, because as soon as she: entered the room she could see that at least a dozen people were there. On the ground, the mirror was surrounded by a few electric bulbs, and that was the only light of the room.
Darcourt welcomed her in a whisper, and she guessed the man's passion for her. He brought her in the center of the circle of men, and she found herself placed on the mirror. Under her, everybody could see the reflection of her pulpy buttocks, and the whiteness of her thighs above the black silk covered legs. The fair felt like pubis offered its voluptuous triangle on the flat stomach. Again, Monique was the prey of her desires like during the last Easter vacations. She closed her eyes while listening to Darcourt's voice whispering ardent and passionate words by her ear.
And they could all see, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, the beautiful compass of her legs slowly open and reveal completely the pink cunt with its slightly parted curly lips. Monique was listening to the men's gapings, exacerbated with desire. She could see through the openings in her mask the necks of all the men, bent over the mirror, encircling her displayed body. She let them contemplate her intimity for a long while in its reflexion, and then she closed her legs tightly. The congested heads raised up again.
And the rite of the champagne toast went along as usual. She offered to the men sitting on the cushions the usual biscuits on the glass, with the usual glance on her bottom. She sat on the transparent chair, and her belly drank the sparkling beverage… The liquid came in her through the same big nozzle, but more of it came in her… They were twelve and more liquid was poured in the crystal vase. Her belly had to endure a bigger dilatation.
She found the familiar emotions when later she was naked amongst them… When they were all naked together, body twisted under the delicious torture of the cat o'nine tails… But this time she refused to be blindfolded to endure the penetration of Sodom… She wanted to see the phallus that would penetrate her for the first time in that night… She asked to be sodomized only one time, and it took a severe correction to decide her to accept the “attentions” of two members…
They imposed the bigger on her, and she was ready for the male's penetration only when, under the caresses of their tongues on the lips and love bud of her sex, looking through the tiny opening as if they could feel her virginity, she was satisfied, lying on her back, her legs wide open…
Her legs still apart she offered herself, according to the ancient Greek or Germanic tradition, to the man who pushed in her, slowly but with all his strength his virility into her belly. Sodom was king again, and its pleasure left her panting on the sofa. But soon another prick came in her, and the man's subtle movements awakened in her unsuspected passions. After the last voluptuous enema, Monique found herself on the way back home, with large welds under her eyes, and completely dizzy.
She knew that one day out of two she would be taken and used in this way, and that it would satisfy her quest for pleasure, but; in herself she also knew that she wanted something completely different… She decided to try by all means to find what it was and she trusted her female instinct for the choice of the ways to that new pleasure. And the next day she offered her completely naked body to her little cousin Jacques so that he would his lips out on her whole body during the nap…
How sweet were the caresses that he willingly gave her… It reminded her Merval's school and her greedy and lusty pupils… What a joy it was to contemplate the child's adoration for her well shaped thighs and what an exciting impression to close her legs on his cool and soft cheeks, while his mouth was sucking her cunt with voracity and his hands pressing her buttocks, still slightly painful from the last spanking.
She took a great pleasure in assuming the most and she accepted four times to come under the already expert action of his lips and tongue.
When she went to the beach she was fully satisfied and had no more desires for voluptuousness… At least, she thought so, but it did not take long to prove the contrary.
