And truly, when I planted my mouth between her thighs on the lovely slit that she impatiently presented to me, my tongue had really to hunt for her chocolate, to dive and burrow deeply in the charming cleft, only to find a trace or two and the aroma of the flavouring. Oh! how delicious her flesh tasted, thus sugared!
With such erotic pranks and antics our desires increased and grew stronger. Mme. de Valencay, now quite wild with lust, took a candied cherry in its paper covering, and having removed the envelope she made me sit down — then kneeling before me she pulled up my shirt, seized my priapus with one hand, and with the other balanced the cherry on the cherry coloured gland which was rivalling its complexion. With smiles of delight she contemplated the result. — then suddenly, with sparkling eyes and heaving breasts, she moved her mouth forward and engulfed the cherry — and with it the head of my member, thus bestowing on it that most delicious of caresses which makes the happy recipient long to employ his mouth in a similar fashion and which impels the loving pair to satisfy their mutual cravings in a sweet 'soixante-neuf! 'Burning with this desire, I clutched hold of Gilberte who was busy kissing me and sucking my tongue, and was just going to propose to gamahuche her when she exclaimed: 'Come, it's my turn now, Angela!'
Forthwith Mme. de Valencay rose reluctantly, her lips moist, her face flushed. Gilberte immediately slipped into her place, and had already put my pintle (still wet with her friend's kisses) into her mouth when the latter cried out. 'Why! you've forgotten the cherry!'
Quickly Gilberte. blushingly repaired this omission, and then I felt my prick again put into her mouth and sucked with ardour! Mme. de Valencay had come back to her old place at my side, and while she finished eating the cherry she had taken, she watched with curiosity, whose pretty head was now bent down between my thighs. I slipped my arm round Mme. de Valencay's waist, — our lips and tongues met in kisses into which I strove to put the burning pleasure that I was tasting from Gilberte! But I wanted something more! I wanted with my mouth to pass on to her exquisite sensations that were thrilling through me!
'Do let me do 'minette' to you!' I murmured.
'All right,' she replied, 'but not here, as we now are! Let's go to the bed!'
This forced Gilberte to interrupt her ardent suction, — and when she had risen from between my thighs, I lovingly kissed her lips still fragrant with the scent of the fruit she had just eaten. And so we moved towards the bed. As we reached it, I begged the ladies to take off their chemises.
'No!' replied Mme. de Valencay, 'but this will be better still!'
Cognisant of Mme. de Saint-Edme's forethought in matters erotic, she opened a drawer and took out two dressing-gowns made of the thinnest and most transparent material possible to image, one black and the other rose-tint.
'The black one will suit me as I am blonde,' she said, — 'don't look!'
She let her chemise slip down and replaced it by the dressing-gown, the transparency of which seemed to heighten the brilliant hue of her skin without in any way veiling the nakedness, but making it more piquant still! Moreover she did not fasten it in front, — but on the contrary she allowed it to float open on each side of her — thus displaying her lovely body naked from her stockings to the velvet ribbon round her throat! In this adorable costume, she placed herself in front of me and saluted me in military fashion.
'All in order, Monsieur!' she said — 'see! I'm naked — yet I'm — not!'
My cousin slipped on the rose-tinted dressing-gown.
'I'm absolutely naked in this!' she exclaimed laughing!
'That is exactly as you ought to be!' I replied smiling.
Being then stretched out on the bed between my two pretty guardians whom I kissed and felt all over while their little hands contended for the control over my member, I was trying to decide which one of them I would choose in which to extinguish the fires of my concupiscence — when Angela who then was holding my prick tightly with her fingers, said:
'Who is to have this first?'
'Better draw for it!' I replied, 'guess how many?' — and I took in my hand a lot of hairpins. Gilberte's guess was the nearest.
'Don't forget me, Gilberte!' said her friend, — 'leave a little for me!'
But as I began to place myself between Gilberte's legs so as to put my prick into her cunt and fuck her, she appeared surprised, — then declared that she understood that she was to do what she had been doing to me on the sofa, viz, suck my prick!
'For you know,' she explained, 'Angela won't do anything else!'
'Oh I don't give me away like this, silly!' exclaimed her friend.
'Do you know that you are a charming and ravishing naughty little girl, just as she is?' I said, kissing her lovingly. 'Well, do you also prefer…?'
Her response was to gently slip out from under me and to lay me on my back in her place, — and as soon as she had got me properly extended on the bed, she, without loss of time, lowered her face towards the God Priapus. I felt her lips kiss the burning head, then her mouth envelop it, engulfing it deeply! Then I took up the thread of my caresses with Mme. de Valencay; I drew her to me, kissed her lips, and let her tongue play on mine.
'Let me dominette to you,' I murmured.
'Yes, dear.'
Smiling lovingly at me, M ' de Valencay placed herself in position by straddling across my upturned face, arranging herself so that her cunt rested on my mouth, her face being turned towards Gilberte who had not stopped her sweet employment and who she watched at work intently. My tongue attacked her cunt eagerly, plunging deeply into it. I sucked her excited clitoris! — I licked passionately her warm and throbbing slit from end to end! Many times before this, had I enjoyed this privilege and pleasure, but always without the accompaniment of the spicy sucking that was doubling my transports and was impelling me to pass on to her the delirious fury that was agitating me!
Oh! the indescribable ecstasy! — to be sucked by one lovely woman while sucking another! Oh! the delightful postures of this doubled 'soixante-neuf' which permitted my lascivious fair friends to taste the most piquant voluptuousness equally with myself! But soon I felt that the torrent of my sperm would overcome my efforts to restrain it so as to prolong my present bliss!
'Gilberte! Gilberte!' I gasped brokenly, ceasing for the moment my sweet attentions to M- de Valencay's cunt — 'Gilberte!.. I'm going to… spend… in your mouth…!'
I saw her head quickly nod a sanction which after all was perhaps superfluous after our recent meeting. My mouth returned to Mme. de Valencay's cunt, my tongue resumed its voluptuous occupation with an ardour now unfettered by my efforts to retard my pleasure! Then came the ecstatic crisis! In my paroxysms of rapturous pleasure, my hands closed on my cousin's head, stopping the movements of her mouth! — I thrust my prick wildly down her throat! — my tongue madly darted deeply into Mme. de Valencay's quivering cunt! — … Oh!.. Oh!.. I spent!.. I spent!!..
My boiling 'discharge shot in jets into Gilberte's mouth, making her retire in the middle of the eruption! Mme. de Valencay, half fainting with pleasure, dropped limply on me!.. We lay motionless till our energies revived. Then Gilberte wiped her mouth with her dressing-gown.
'I believe I've swallowed some of it!' she exclaimed laughing.
Mme. de Valencay's head happened to be close to Gilberte at the moment when the latter drew back with filled mouth in the middle of my discharge, and she got the rest of it on her face, — which made her laughingly tell Gilberte that the latter had kept her promise to leave a little for her. Then she slipped off the bed and hurried off to the dressing-room, picking up her dressing-gown and holding above her waist as a woman does when she fears that her chemise may get compromising traces! Of course in this case there was no such fear, — but the result was to exhibit the most charming contours! Gilberte in turn went off also to wash off the traces of her recent occupation, for which purpose she did not require to use the bidet! I also imitated them, for my mouth, my lips, my moustache, all bore evidence of Mme. de Valencay's warm feminine essence!
While I was thus occupied, Gilberte returned and lay down carelessly on the sofa.. Mme. de Valencay went to her, and placing her hand laughingly on her pretty calves began to amuse herself by running her fingers softly up and down Gilberte's legs. But when she got above the knee, Gilberte stopped her.
'Chut!.. Not here!.. Not before everybody!'
'It isn't before everybody!'
'Please don't trouble about me!' I said.
