'Oh yes you do! — now do tell me, — whisper in my ear as if you were with your confessor!'
'You're a fine confessor.'
'At all events not a cruel one! Listen:
Ma fille pour penitence,
Et ron, ron, ron, petit patapon,
Ma fille, pour penitence,
Nous recommencerons.
'Come, I'll give you a start! — you've done it once, twice, thrice, the first time out of curiosity, the second…'
'Oh! once will do!.. I think I was mad that day!.. A girl friend had invited me to supper with her and her lover, — and after dessert we all were a trifle squiffy! They told me all sorts of naughty stories, and they didn't mind what they did before me! In short, I watched them do all sorts of things till I was completely upset and excited beyond my self-control!.. till unable to stand their teasing and challenges I let myself go in rivalry of my friend's libertinage and let her see me do with her lover all that she herself had just done with him!'
'And your friend was not jealous? And this is how you learnt this sweet little vice?'
'Alas! yes, — I must admit it!'
It is a well established fact that it is by their own sex and not by men that women are initiated into the most ingenious refinements of lust: and Casanova correctly recognised the fact when he maintained that a gallant who could manage to bring to one and the same rendezvous two girls hitherto enjoyed by him separately, would realise with the two together the most erotic of debauches. But as far as I was concerned, I was going to take advantage of what I had so happily found out, — and so continued to play my part as Gilberte's Father Confessor.
'Very good, my daughter!' I said to her. 'And since then, how often?'
'I haven't done it since, Father,' she replied laughing.
'My daughter, you must be nearly a saint! But nevertheless you must do penance!'
Et pour penitence
Nous recommencerons, ron, ron
Nous recommencerons.
She resisted a little, saying that she was not worked up as on that occasion, that she didn't wish to do it again, that she had promised herself not to repeat the performance… But the example of her friend which I recalled to her soon overcame these feeble, hesitations — coming as they did from her head and not from her inclination.
'Oh!' she exclaimed, as she bent down towards the object that stood rampant and stiff, burning to receive her caress. — 'I don't think Angela would have waited till she was asked twice! — she loves doing it! Say!' she added with a malicious smile, 'when we were in the old barn we didn't get as far as this, eh?'
Her soft hand guided my pego towards her lips and I felt it enter into her mouth, the moist warmth of which caused a delicious quiver of pleasure from my thighs to my loins. For a beginner she acquitted herself divinely: she took my prick well into her mouth, and with the recollection of her friend's methods in her mind, she set to work to give me the most intense pleasure in her power! Oh! my exquisite bliss!.. my delirious sensations! Twenty times I was on the point of spending!.. twenty times did I make her moderate her sweet suction so as to avoid spending, to postpone for the moment the ecstatic crisis!.. twenty times did I ask myself in my rapturous transports whether I might let myself go! whether I might not expire deliciously in the mouth of the sweet girl whose fair head I could see as it rose and fell in cadence with the agitated movements of my body!
When a man is being thus blissfully ministered to by a woman who has a taste for this method — a taste that is more common than people believe, and which sometimes betrays its votaries when they are in the act of eating thick asparagus — and has reason to guess it, he can fairly let the sweet operation pursue its natural course and deposit his spermatic nectar on the pretty lips or in the dear mouth that has extracted it from him. But it is not less delicious to pour it, tripled in quantity by such a caress, into a cunt prepared by a similar caress and burning to receive it! And I shrewdly believe that while women may be willing on subsequent occasions to receive in their mouths the tribute of their lover's ardour, they are reluctant to do so on the first occasion on which they consent to effect this sweetest of ministrations!
Accordingly, placing my hand softly on her forehead, I reluctantly arrested the up and down movement of my cousin's head as she sucked my prick with a frenzy that seemed to indicate that she was fully sharing the pleasure she was giving me!
She looked at me in surprise, as if astonished at being stopped before the appearance of the unmistakable indication that her sweet duty had been accomplished! — the fact being that her friend (whose performance she had witnessed and was now following) never stopped her sucking until the 'situation had been liquidated!' — as good Mine de Saint-Edme put it. And possibly on that memorable evening Gilberte also had…! Not having the skill of her Father Confessor, my interrogatories on this point had not been sufficiently direct and her confession remained incomplete!
So Gilberte, with a flushed and rosy face and moist lips, got up, and placing herself by me asked me if she had done it properly.
'Most charmingly, dearie, — quite as well as your friend!' I murmured as I kissed her on her mouth and passed my tongue over her lips all wet and humid!' Now darling, come!.. on me, eh!'
Without a moment's delay she placed herself on top astride of me, — and Quickly I shoved into her cunt my prick all moist with her kisses!
Suddenly, while lying on me thus transfixed and clasped in my arms, quivering with pleasure and jogging herself up and down in rhythm with my movements, she whispered, 'But when you were… with my… friend… how… did you… do it… for she won't do… what we… are now doing…?'
'You must know!.. a pretty woman… is… all cunt!..'
'You… dreadful man!.. So… it was in her… mouth… always?…'
'Well!.. Yes!.. But you… are forcing… secrets… out of me.'
'Then why… didn't you do so… with me?… I… was doing… the same thing… to… you?…'
'Are you… sorry… I didn't?…'
'No!.. I only… wanted to know!'
'Well, because… I fancied… you didn't care… only… for this… like Angela!'
'That was very kind of you!.. Well… one won't get… children… that way… that's something!..'
'So… next time… you wish me… to… spend… in your mouth… like… Angela does?'
She smiled, nodded her head slightly, — then closed her eyes voluptuously as if not to lose a single particle of the pleasure that was now thrilling through her whole person. For a moment I had an idea of resuming the sweet exercise we had just abandoned, — but the keenness of my present pleasure retained me at my delicious post beneath her! For the most exquisite of crises was approaching! Our tongues intertwined, our lips met, our movements accelerated!.. oh!.. now!.. now!' Oh!'
Just at the critical moment, I took the precaution to swing Gilberte from the danger of presenting me with more cousins! I spent wildly outside her, my discharge shooting up into the air and falling like hot rain on her bottom and loins!
We had half-dressed ourselves again when we heard a knock at the door. It was Mme. de Saint-Edme, who had come to see if we wanted anything. We asked her to bring us some refreshments. She seemed delighted and relieved to note from our dishabille that not unpleasant sequel had followed her mistake in introducing us to each other.
In due course my cousin, now fully dressed and gloved, gave me a parting kiss through her veil, — and before leaving me arranged with me a further rendez-vous, — at which I promised myself (with a thrill of concupiscence) the pleasure of treating her as I did her friend Angela. I then called a carriage for her, a concluding attention that a woman appreciates after an amorous escapade.
'Well,' said Mme. de Saint-Edme to me after Gilberte had gone, 'so you are satisfied! I was terribly afraid of scandal when I saw you knew that lady! Is she a relation of yours?'
'No. I used to know her when she was a young girl!'
'Oh! Well, I was very afraid of a scene!'
'Thanks to me, dear lady, there wasn't one!'
'I do thank you, — but some how I felt sure that you would arrange the matter without any scandal: another
