introduced Charles from behind.
Charles, carried away and beyond himself, did me in such a fashion as to make me come three times. As for him he took a long time succeeded after an effort in discharging, thanks to the smart movements of my buttocks and the talent I had acquired of tightening my sheath on his wretched instrument.
Finally we retired and went to sleep, both much fatigued.
Thus on this eventful day I had been caressed six times! And as for myself-I do not exaggerate in saying that I had come more than twenty times. But such was the heat of my temperament and its aptitude for amorous combats, that I got up the next morning as fresh as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place.
I returned home… and resumed my affair with my dear Formatey.
My husband rarely absented himself for more than a day at a time and so our pleasures were of no great duration simply brief instants snatched during the day. However, on occasion some indispensable journeys took place and we made the most of them.
One night, happy in the knowledge that we had several hours of security, we decided to completely profit by our good fortune; my lover proposed that we undress ourselves and use my bed. I accepted with enthusiasm and soon he was lying on his back wearing nothing but his shirt, while I was unlacing myself.
I joined him, having nothing on but my chemise and stockings. He seized me in his arms and we embraced each other furiously. It was but a moment before my lover became jealous of the flimsy material that still covered me, and he drew off my remaining clothes in spite of the slight resistance that I made.
At first he contemplated my naked charms then he covered every inch of my body with burning kisses-I was delirious! I was mad!
I wished in my turn to render him the happiness which I had experienced, so I kissed with ardour every part of his beautiful, manly body. At a certain spot-a cherished jewel which stuck itself up in so fiery a manner I could have eaten it-I stopped and kissed and sucked.
In this posture my buttocks were almost turned to my lover's side. I felt him take hold of my left thigh and seek to make it pass beneath him.
'What do you want to do?' I asked, turning my head a little in order to see what he was at.
'Straddle.'
'But what do you want to do?'
'You will soon know. There, like that!' and I found myself astride his chest, my head still in the same place.
'No,' said he, 'lower yourself and push your beautiful backside a little forward; there-now place your pretty little vulva on my mouth.'
'I am there.'
'Let us both do minette; you will warn me so that we will come together.'
Although puzzled at this new fashion of getting pleasure, I lent myself to it with good grace. Speedily I felt his delicious tongue wandering in my pussy. I became wild-I took the instrument that I had left for a moment. I put its entire head into my mouth and pumped with frenzy!
An electric current seemed to shoot through my body; each blow of Formatey's tongue was returning to him by my suction. What pleasure!
I had already come three times when I felt the fourth spend arriving with my lover also approaching the supreme pleasure, palpitating and quivering, so I said: 'I am there-I am coming!'
What happened I do not know, I swooned and nearly lost my senses under a burning jet of amorous liquid.
The adorable lessons my lover had taught me, rendered me very skilful. I thought I had nothing to learn, but I deceived myself for there remained one more a supreme lesson.
I have often stated that my buttocks or rather my backside was of rare beauty; the furrow which divided the oval had already received thousands of kisses from my lover, whose greatest pleasure was in placing me in such a position that he could thoroughly enjoy this spectacle.
He would partly then open the lips of my pussy, caressing and kissing it, feasting it in every manner-and sometimes his finger would mount a little higher and I felt a strange titillation at the secret spot placed just above.
Sometimes, when sworded up to the hilt and swooning under the celestial dew which he was darting into me, I had felt his finger penetrate very far into this narrow passage.
This singular caress had always given me a peculiar, voluptuous feeling and I had not sought to analyse it.
On one of the rare evenings when we were able to sleep together after having caressed one another for a long time, my lover drew off my chemise and lovingly observed my naked form.
Knowing my passion for the unusual, he was always trying some new way and when I presented my bottom to him, opening myself to the utmost, expecting him to put it in as usual, Formatey contented himself with caressing me with the head of his priapus.
'Put it into me, then, you are making me die with a slow fire.'
'Wait a little yet.'
'Ah, what is it that you are doing to me? You are doing it wrong, it doesn't go in there!'
In fact I felt his point seeking to enter into this singular orifice of which I have just spoken.
'Let me do it so, my beloved one, I pray you; there should not remain a single spot in your beautiful body in which I have not deposited an offering.'
'But this it not possible, it will never enter.'
'Oh, yes, it shall enter entirely, if you will allow me to do it.'
'But you will kill me, I shall suffer so-I shall cry out-I shall not enjoy it.'
'Oh yes, you will and afterwards you shall say yourself that it was very good. I will even wager that you will ask me to do it again more than once.'
'No, it is impossible, put it in lower down, where you can do as you will.'
'But I beg you-it is the greatest proof of love that a woman can give. I implore you.'
'Ah, Mon Dieu, I cannot refuse you-come do it, but it is very singular.'
So I said nothing more and, remaining passive, presented my posterior in the best manner that I could. My lover went to my dressing table and lubricated himself with a cosmetic, then resuming his place he presented himself afresh at the entrance.
His first attempt did not succeed and instead of having the promised pleasure I felt only pains but I loved him so much that I would have suffered more. And apart from this, curiosity and the desire for the unknown sustained me.
My lover arrested his movement for a little and, passing his hand around in front of me, he started touching me.
The pleasure thus kindled demanded a second trial but my lover's position, bent over me, made it difficult for him to continue this caress, so he took my hand and put it where his had been. I comprehended and titillated myself.
I felt his terrible weapon afresh but the pleasure I was obtaining for myself neutralized the pain which my poor backside still felt. At last I felt as if a ring was dilating within me and, with another blow, the entire cylinder was sheathed entirely. I redoubled my movements and an immense, double-bitter-enjoyment invaded me. I nearly lost consciousness and fell forward, stretched in a spasm impossible to describe.
My lover happily was not unhorsed, he followed my movements and found himself stretched at full length upon me. He still gave several blows and filled his singular lodging place with a warm ejaculation thrust home with heavy sighs, witnesses of his vivid enjoyment.
We remained for a time in this position without speaking. I felt a certain shame that I could not explain and almost regretted that I had enjoyed it so much. On the other hand, I could not prevent myself from being enchanted with this new style of pleasure. Formatey kissed me and whispered:
'Eh, well, what do you say?'
'I don't know what to say.'
'Have you come?'
'Eh… yes…'
'Are you vexed at having yielded to my caprice? If I ask it again of you, will you…'
