Marcia.
He smiled wisely, holding both her hands against his lap and looking deep in her eyes. “As to the estheticism, there are moments, darling, moreover-if both parties are bathed and cleaned and so anointed-it is relatively hygienic apart from the psychological notions one would bring from the outset as you seem to have. As for hurting, no-the fit is intensely narrow, true, but for the woman, it causes a most gratifying friction especially when coupled, as I did it, with the fingering of her quim or clitoris. At any rate, judging from Gilda's immediate cries of bliss and throaty groans and the writhing spasms of her beautiful naked body, she took greater physical pleasure in this act than in the previous act of intercourse.
“She did not let me have orgasm, however, saying she wished to have me retain a final sufficiency for the divorcee, whose name by the way was Lois. She asked me to make her spend by tickling her clitoris. I did, of course. The urgency to orgasm was lightened for me by the fact that I had already sacrificed so many tributes to Venus before this act. As you, darling, already know by your reading, when the male has taken off the first ardors of his liaison, he is more able to practice control and hold out for a very long time without too great a hardship on him, thereby granting his female partner many repeated pleasures.”
She nodded, eyes dancing. “I've read that, of course, darling. Do go on. What happened after you made Gilda spend?”
And his eyes again flamed, his pulses throbbed, to hear this virgin, this beautiful warm-blooded young Juno use the mystic words of physical passion which links the stranger male with the stranger female in undying intimacy.
“Then, my inquisitive minion, she put her mouth to my organ, which was rather diminished by then, and sucked and cleansed it till I felt my remaining energies solidified. Then she told me there would be an hour's pause before I had my final lottery interview with the divorcee and I might, if I cared to, spend that hour drinking and chatting with that young woman.”
“And you did?”
“Yes, but by then I wanted privacy again, thinking that the final seance might be another public affair. So Henry and his red-haired wife, Gilda, left. I was further amazed when he thanked me very seriously for giving his wife such pleasure. I am afraid I was nonplussed and embarrassed, but I carried it off as well as I could, even jesting that I would be happy to render such services again if needed.”
“You sly dog!” She pinched his upper thigh.
“Trying to see if I'm still awake? Well I am — if you want some proof, my darling.”
“Oh, no, no, save it, darling. You've a long way to go yet. Light your timid virgin's cigarette and then tell me of the divorcee. Was she nice for you?”
“Indeed. We stayed in the same room and chatted companionably for that one hour. True, Clarisse and my introducer and one of the other couples visited us to chat and drink, but they left when Lois gave them a sign. Then I had full opportunity to examine my final tutoress and found her as delectable a female as any of the others. She was, as I've said, chestnut-haired, ripe-formed like a Juno. Indeed, she had some of the attributes of you, but beautiful as she was, she did not in any way equal you.”
“Thank you so much, kind sir,” she said, holding his hand and bringing it to her left breast lightly then pushing it away when he sought to carets that fascinating turret.
“She was twenty-six, but looked much younger. From what she led me to believe, her husband had been a wealthy man in his fifties when they wed, and she had wed him to help her parents out. There was no love there, of course, but she did make the best of the bargain. However, he was impotent, I gathered, and that was one reason why she'd lent herself so eagerly to these parties, especially as my introducer had from time to time been her lover. I inferred that last-she didn't tell me.”
“Aren't you smart though?”
“Again I thank you. So much flattery in one night is one thing I never hoped for. But to go on: She was of medium height, very full curves but without excess. Her breasts, which she at once showed me by slipping down her robe to the waist, were set closely together, with full dark nipples and aureoles. The skin was extremely pink and white, very pleasing and esthetic. Her round dimpled shoulders and full, classically molded arms were bewitching. Her eyes were dark blue and closely set, her brows thick, her nose aquiline and sensuous, her mouth full and ardent, a bit large for purity but indeed perfect for amorous byplay, as I found for a good reason.”
“Oh, of course.”
“Minx-you will interrupt! I shall be obliged to exact penalties herewith and henceforth.”
“I'm duly chided.”
“You'd better be. Now, oh yes, her cheeks were slightly oval in casting, giving her a somewhat exotic and piquant mien. She asked me if I had any preferences with her; otherwise, she wished to order me, but she said-she had a very lovely silvery voice-any orders she would give would not be inconsiderate. I said at once that I was at her disposal and that I could imagine concluding such an enchanting evening in no more delightful way than with a beautiful woman as sensitive and capable as she seemed. She kissed me and I caressed her breasts during the kiss. Then she rose, removed her clothes (I had my robe and slippers on) and, as we were on the sofa, she suddenly dangled herself over my knee and asked me to take off one of my slippers and thrash her soundly till both our passions were roused and then to ravish her-to drag her by the hair, fling her down on the bed or the floor as I chose. In short, to tyrannize her. I apologized in advance, but she said rather fiercely she would be most vexed if I were too gentle. So I accepted this challenge. This evening was, needless to say, remarkable in its diversity and broadening of my sexual experiences.”
“Indeed it must have been, and I admire my darling husband for his vitality in satisfying all those rapacious wenches.”
“As I've said, normally I'm not at all sadistic in my sexual expression, but I was under an obligation. And having read-as you, my sweet-about women with perverse natures, I was rather curious to see how she would react. I therefore tucked in her waist with my left arm, disengaged my right slipper, hooked my right leg over her lovely black-stockinged legs, and pinioned her effectively so that at once she could do nothing save take what she had asked for, as I was in earnest, to the bitter end.”
“Is that a pun, Max?” Marcia looked very innocent, eyes wide, lips in a cute curve. He smiled and then shook his head, “A very bad one, only. She murmured, 'Don't spare me-I want to be mastered by you. I've dreamed of it ever since I had such good luck in the lottery. If you like, pretend I have offended you or been naughty, treat me as a father would a naughty little girl-and don't be afraid to hit hard. I want to suffer-it gives me such pleasure when the act of loving follows. Please do it to me.'
“Under such an appeal I had, I felt, a responsibility. I therefore raised the slipper and descended the flat sole vigorously on the right cheek of her very spacious behind, which was made the more provocative by dint of a wide shadowy cleft between the globes. She stiffened with pleasure. 'Yes, that's it, only harder-keep on-oh, please, only harder.' Such appeal was in her voice that I had to accede. Therefore, I began to spank her with full sweeps of my arm though with lengthy intervals between the blows, alternating on her buttocks from hips to the base, and those soon grew violently red. Her groans, cries, sobs, and interjected phrases roused my lust enormously. I must tell you, I soon found myself falling into the role I had to play by instinct. I laid on the harder as I saw her carnation skinned flesh redden, writhe, and contract and her cries and sobs and broken phrases of delight excited me more and more. She began at about forty strokes to make wild twisting and writhing attempts to get loose, adding to the charm of her beauty a highly suggestive tone. I continued in a fine mettle to the sixtieth blow, at which she feverishly cried for me to have her.
“Then, casting aside the robe, I shoved her off my knees onto the floor. By now Clarisse and my introducer had come in to watch-as a matter of fact exchanging kisses as they were regarding the highly erotic scene. Casting off my robe, I fell on her, dragged her a few feet and then mounted and possessed her with furious strokes, my hands gripping a breast and a swollen, very warmly inflamed bottom-cheek as I thrust myself home. Her quim, Marcia, dear, as I expect you insist on knowing, was plump and delicious, the lips long but very full and pink and velvety, her fleece not too thick. She at once clamped her pretty legs about mine. Her arms clasped me feverishly and she bit and sucked rather than kissed in her delirium. It was intense, the most frenzied act of sexual intercourse I had ever had to that moment and Lois requited me in full, responding like a nymphomaniac under my plunges, until at the last a mighty spasm seized us.
“When she recovered, she kissed me passionately, murmuring brokenly that she had never known such joy. I carried her to the bathroom where I put a cold towel and cold cream on her buttocks, which I had treated rather
