She then placed herself just behind him, put her left arm round his loins, grasped his upstanding limb in her right hand and began to agitate it with a sweet movement of her wrist, alternately covering and uncovering Mimi's head. This activity seemed to procure M. de Vycabre an unheard of degree of pleasure.

'Ah, how well you do it,' said he, 'ah, my angel! Go gently, uncover it well-a little more quickly-now stop, go on again, oh, ah-it is coming,-more quickly yet-I am coming!-I die!'

He gave one or two thrusts of the loins. Helene, who was carefully following his indications, grasped his instrument more tightly in her hand and, to my great astonishment, I saw gush out in jerks of three feet at least, a jet of something white, the emission of which seemed to cause M. de Vycabre delirious happiness.

At the end of several minutes, Helene herself wiped the instrument with her embroidered handkerchief, putting it back in its place and saying: 'You are a wretch, you have enjoyed yourself without me and I am longing for you!'

I let them both retire, and when they were far enough away, I entered the pavilion and closely examined the fresh traces of the ejaculation I had so recently observed.

This sight inflamed my imagination, I threw up my clothes and, getting astride, I placed my hand on the chair, my finger upraised and lowered myself onto it. I found my little opening and, imitating Helene's movements, I began stretching myself to the utmost, raising and lowering my behind. I imagined myself as receiving epic proportions of the real instrument.

A sharp pain did not stop me and I redoubled my efforts till nearly half of my finger entered my grotto.

I then repeated Helene's words: 'I melt! I am doing it! My arse!'… a spasm seized me and I writhed with pleasure.

My hand and the chair both showed marks of my enjoyment and I hastened to erase them before I returned to the Chateau.

During the day, M. de Vycabre had a conference with my grandmother and formally demanded my aunt's hand; they arranged the details and he set off for Paris to rush though the preliminaries.

It was decided that Helene should still remain with us for some days. I was to attend the marriage as her bridesmaid, so she took me away with her.

The wedding was celebrated with great style and for the first time in my life I attended a grand ball, at which, I can say without vanity, I was a veritable success.

I should have dearly loved to witness the bedding of the newly married couple, but unhappily my observatory was not in that house, and I had to resign myself to a solitary association in their pleasures.

Three days later, M. de Vycabre brought me back to my grandmother and set off with his wife to Italy.

After the departure of the newly married couple, I fell back into the monotony of my former existence with my senses wakened and the knowledge of some pleasures that my ardent nature rendered necessary to me.

To me M. de Vycabre had become the beau ideal of a husband.

The pavilion in the park retain some strong memories for me, and I often visited it. I had left the chair there and it served as the throne for my solitary pleasures.

These means of solace were not only necessary but at times indispensable, for I was often taken with veritable amorous furies, my eyes clouded, my ears rang, my legs faltered under me, and just by closing my thighs one against the other, I agitated that charming spot which makes us women become moist.

In those moments no resistance was possible, I could not help myself.

My finger became a past master and, after I had thoroughly pleasured myself, I felt a calm and delicious freshness circulate through me and I am convinced that without this, I should have had some serious illness.

Happily, I did not abuse this practice and my health was but the better for it.

I thus reached my eighteenth year. Though I say it myself I had become truly beautiful.

I was above middle-height, my hair abundant and of a lovely dark chestnut colour, my eyes brown, very sparkling and provided with long lashes. My mouth was a little large and extremely sensual but was set off with pretty teeth; a black beauty spot on the right side of my upper lip added to my charms. I had admirable shoulders, breasts full, firm and well placed, a figure supple and slender and buttocks voluminous but well proportioned. My mound of Venus was finely shaped and without having the rare fleece of my aunt, I was well provided in this matter. By a singular peculiarity, this pretty fur was silky and very short.

How many times, dear Lucien, have you placed me in a manner to enjoy this view! What caresses! What kisses! But we must not anticipate. Let us add, to finish this portrait that I had firm hands and very elegant feet. All this made of me a morsel fit for a king.

My grandmother at this time felt that her end was near and she was concerned for my future so, without letting me know, she sought a husband for me.

One day an old friend of hers visited and made a proposal to her which seemed to crown her hopes and dearest desires.

Here it is.

M. de Cornylle was presented to us. He was twenty-eight years of age, had much distinction of manners, a handsome shape, and a well-made figure.

His family was of the old aristocracy and his large fortune made him an excellent match. He had not as manly an air as M. de Vycabre, but such as he was, he greatly pleased me and I gave him my heart from the very first day.

As for him, immediately he perceived me he was bewitched. We were both of one mind; accordingly two months later we were married.

We were to due to pass some time at my grandmother's and afterwards go to Paris, where my husband had an employment.

Helene and her husband came to assist me at my marriage.

She was, as always, pretty and happy; I gave her my little confidences and told her that I was disposed to love my husband with all my heart, and that but one thing chagrined me and that was that I found him a little cold and reserved, although always affectionate and gallant.

Helene began to laugh and assured me that all this would be speedily changed.

The great day arrived-Madame Vycabre took the place of another and attired me herself.

As the evening arrived I was consumed with desire-and also with inexpressible fear; the act I was about to accomplish, although well known to me in theory, gave me terrible apprehension.

At last, the evening ended and Helene carried me off to the nuptial chamber!

It was her own! It was on this bed that I had seen her so well feasted, that I was become a fully fledged woman.

Helene put me to bed and, seating herself close to me, proceeded to instruct me in matters of which she thought I would be profoundly ignorant. With sensitivity and tact, she explained the whole matter to me very clearly. Then she kissed me, recommended that I comply with all my husband's desires, wished me courage and withdrew.

An instant afterward M. de Cornylle entered, clad in a dressing gown.

He came to the bed, kissed me with ardour, said some very affectionate things to me, took off his garment and came into bed.

Charles, for that was his name, pressed me in his arms; the contact of his nude limbs against mine made me thrill. He kissed me sweetly, at the same time telling me not to be afraid, and drew still closer to me. I was now trembling all over-I dared not speak and yet I desired-he whispered to me: 'Would you like to have a little baby?' And at the same time his right knee insinuated itself between my thighs and separated them. I resisted at first, then yielded a little, then further. Speedily Charles drew closer. I now felt the point of the object I so much desired.

The first contact had on me the effect of gunpowder; all the heat of my temperament rushed to the spot about to be attacked and I almost came! But Charles aimed badly, either too high or too low-I was breathless, on fire, yet I dared not guide his movements!

At last I felt him at the right spot, at the entrance. He thrust vigorously, a keen pain seized me, I gave a start and drew back.

Disconcerted, Charles asked my pardon and implored me to have a little courage. He resumed his place. I no longer budged, and taking a little more advantageous position, I determined to suffer anything to finish it more quickly.

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