knew it was certain that in her embrace I should forget everything else. She then blushed and said I was very nice and she would do her level best to see I was not disappointed. Had I felt like punning, I'd have asked her to do her horizontal best instead.”
“Oh, you. No embellishments like that again, please.”
He mock bowed his head as if chided. “Your wish is my dearest command, my sweet lady. She then knelt down and began to tongue bathe my organ after having taken it in her mouth, and proved instantly that she was as adept as Clarisse or even the charming Irma, if not more so. Then, seeing that I was in a fine state of ardor from all that had occasioned before, she rose and drew me by the wrist to the bed, the sheets of which were now drawn and inviting. She mounted ahead of me, taking a position on all fours, and she asked me to possess her from behind.”
“The little hussy, and on such short acquaintance too!” giggled Marcia.
He flushed and laughed, his voice unsteady and with good reason.
“Quite so, but the provocative pose of her tawny nakedness, I confess, rendered me heedless of any such petty considerations. I spent a few moments in stroking and squeezing her lovely-shaped and very ample bottom.”
“Pervert! And I had to go and marry him,” Marcia sighed, looking at the ceiling and rolling her eyes in mock distress.
He pinched her thigh, she slapped at his hand, giggling affectionately. Then he resumed:
“Then being of sufficient girth to attempt the interview she requested, I held her luscious hips and steered myself gently towards her gaping quim, which was very thickly fleeced, more than Irma's or Clarisse's. And for a moment or two I tantalized us both by rubbing the head of my tool to and fro against that furry softness, she squirming and sighing, till at last passion overtook me and I forged onwards, her quim-lips were full, very soft and velvety to the touch, and apparently she was already attuned, for they seemed to be slightly moist and parted readily at my entry. I then thrust in slowly until she had the full measure of my devotion.”
“What a sententious and puritanical phrase, Max! I'm ashamed of you.”
“I accept the censure. Very well, I thrust slowly into her quim till I was buried to my balls. There, does that satisfy you?”
“Mmm, I think it will in due time.”
He now shuddered with desire. Who could boast of spending such a wedding night worth the prelude of telling of his past conquests to an amorous and warm-blooded bride whose inquisitiveness tantalized him enormously?
“Just at that moment, I heard a noise behind me and looking around saw that Gilda's husband was entering, arm in arm with the pretty divorcee, a chestnut-haired girl of very Juno-esque proportions. They nodded, smiling, and waved as if to bid me continue without pause for the amenities and took seats near the bed on either side.
“Gilda's husband was a genial fellow about thirty, blonde, clean-shaven, with a sturdy build in proportion to his very handsome features. He seemed to think this the most natural thing in the world, sitting forward in his armchair supporting his chin with his folded hands like a student in an anatomy clinic. As for the divorcee, she was more relaxed, watching us both with an amused gaze. I confess I hesitated at the audience, but Gilda, wriggling her saucy rump, begged me so throatily and most seductively please not to stop but to fuck her good. Your pardon, darling, but that is the very word she used.”
Marcia leaned back, hands clasped up behind her head, a maneuver which then threw forward and tautened the ripe rounding of her vibrant breasts in the most tantalizing manner. He licked his lips, eyed her, then resumed, his manly voice now unsteady. “So what could I do but comply? Besides, the previous stimulation and now this very flattering housing of my tool in so warm and voluptuous a haven (which also was much tighter than Clarisse's) made natural and immediate demands on me. I therefore, gripping the young woman's bare hips rather masterfully, began to thrust in and out, quickening my pace steadily. With her head buried on the sheets, she sighed and groaned and directed me: 'Ohhhh, harder- yes-that's it-faster now. Oh, please-don't spare my pussy-it wants a fuck so bad. Ahhhh, you're wonderful-ohhhhhh, so hard. Henry's so much smaller in my cunt than you are. Ohh, Max, darling, give it to me good. Ohhh fuck me hard.' I was amazed and I was also rendered fiercely passionate as you can imagine, my sweet, and releasing one of her writhing squirming velvety hips, I artfully thrust my forefinger into her yawning slit and applied the tip of it against the clitoris, which was already filled with yearning.”
“Gracious, you don't dare stop now.” “No, I don't at that,” he chuckled. “The moment I touched that galvanizing button she writhed and groaned, 'Oh, oh, Henry, Henry, he's tickling my little button. Oh, he does it wonderfully, he is going to make me come so hard-better than you ever made me do. Max, Max-faster now, keep them both up in my cunny-ohhhhh-darling- ohhhh, get ready. Can you come with me too? I want you to. Ahh-ram me, Max. Oh, give me it all-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhere I come-ohhhhhhhhh, Max.'
“And she arched and twisted like a bucking broncho, her nails clawing the rumpled sheets; a few body-deep strokes of my penis and I flowed my vital juices furiously into her quaking vagina and fell atop of her, crushing her, as we succumbed to the fatal spasm.
“After we disengaged, she turned triumphantly to her husband and told him it was one of the loveliest fucks she had ever had and she expected him to profit accordingly when she decided to grant him the privilege of her bed again. To my embarrassed surprise, the divorcee herself complimented me on my ability and fine vigor and said she hoped sincerely I would save some of my energy for the final interview with her.
“I promised her I would, though I admit I was beginning to feel the strain of all this tribute to Venus under the guidance of such dynamic women as Irma, Clarisse, and Gilda. However, Gilda bade me lie down and began to tongue bathe me from head to foot, leaving my penis for last while Henry, rising, caressed her bottom and thighs as she crouched on all fours. I would have preferred privacy, I admit, but surrendered to the wish of the participants, since after all I was their guest.”
“That, I must say, Max darling, was connubial freedom to the nth degree.”
“Wasn't it, darling? Naturally, closing my eyes and concentrating only on my very amorous partner I was able to cast aside the embarrassment of having an audience, and Gilda herself remarked on the vitality I had, for my penis began to rise when she furled her ambient tongue along it. She then desired that I sodomize her, asking very sweetly, as my Irma had done, whether I found it repugnant.”
“And did you?” breathed the beauty at his side, her hands cupping her bra-sheathed breasts, her eyes very bright and fixed on his.
He nodded, studying her expression, feeling desire now with her so near, so uninhibited, so scantily attired, feeling his vigorously virile manhood beneath the robe shiver with the presentiment of passion. “Yes, I had never done it before and, from a viewpoint of scientific detachment, was curious to see whether the practice would hurt the woman, for I'm not cruel in my wooing, darling, though I am demanding.”
“So much the better. It is said one hurts those whom one loves,” she murmured.
“True-but the hurt is relative. Oh I'll make you cry out for mercy, never fear, if that's what you are driving at, darling.”
“It is, my liege lord,” she whispered and squeezed his left hand.
He slipped his left arm around her waist, took her right hand from her beautiful full breast, kissed it and then her lips and throat, and sat back and went on: “I agreed, and Gilda thanked me profusely. Then she asked her husband to prepare. He got a jar of vaseline while she took the same position as before, that is, on all fours, her thighs spread very wide apart. I knelt up behind her at commendable distance while the complaisant Henry anointed her bottom-hole and said laughingly, 'Have no fear of harming her, she really enjoys this practice enormously as it appeals to her masochistic desire for actually being enslaved by a cruel master.' That temperament I comprehended so, anointing my organ with some of the vaseline, I showed no pity on her and grasped her very tempting firm buttocks, yawned them till I beheld her anus-very plump, Marcia, and quite agile and mobile, judging by the contraction of the sphincter muscles-and I proceeded to thrust my penis head firmly against that second entry into paradise. Gilda assisted with an abandoned and very lascivious offering of her behind, continuing to keep her thighs widely parted till I felt myself slip in. The tightness, the warmth of the cavern excited me-and I forged on steadily till I had half my vigor buried where she desired it. She uttered a cry of joy, imploring me to imbed myself to the hilt and I did, while at the same time reaching for her clitoris with a forefinger and titillating it slowly while I remained, gripped by her rectal walls, feeling a sense of physical possession over a woman never before achieved.”
“You say-she really did enjoy it? I should think it would be unaesthetic perhaps, dear one,” murmured
