junction with her abdomen. I in turn did the same.
'Now, I begin to understand,' I remarked 'why one loves to get one's head between a girl's thighs even though one should be a girl!'
'Rather say because one is a girl!' she replied laughing, 'for it is all that a girl can do unfortunately!'
'Now tell me,' I continued seriously, 'which gives a girl the intensest pleasure — to be sucked by a man or by a girl?'
My pretty companion laughed amusedly, tickled at the idea of such a conversation being carried on in the silent presence of Gilberte's cunt. But at all event, she recognised that here was a chance to test the pleasing experiment.
'Gilberte!' she called out — 'we are both going to do it to you, — tell us who does it best! you go on!' she whispered, pointing to Gilberte's cunt lying temptingly ready.
Her increasing agitation as betrayed by her voice clearly indicated that the fair judge was getting impatient and had recommenced her sweet ministrations to her friend's cunt! Quickly, I thrust my tongue into the charming slit so impatiently awaiting it, my salute being received with violent and rapturous transports! After a few moments, I made way for Mme. de Valencay, who before long stopped for Gilberte's verdict. But the latter remained silent! — her tongue was too much occupied with Angela's cunt! and the fair owner, no longer able to restrain herself, stopped talking philosophy with me to give herself up to the imperative call of fast increasing pleasure. Thus the interesting experiment remained unsolved, ample opportunity being now available for some fair seeker after truth to test the efficiency of the male and the female tongue on her cunt! But I felt I could no longer remain an idle spectator of so voluptuous a combat!.. I must cut in somehow!
'Would you like all you can get now?' I whispered in Mme. de Valencay's ear.
'Yes!.. yes!.. 'she answered, her tongue hard at work!
'You would? O you naughty thing!.. You would like…feuille de rose?'
'Yes!.. yes!.. yes!..? she murmured with difficulty!
Promptly my tongue commenced to wander up and down between the firm yet elastic twin globes of her bottom, traversing the depths of the mysterious valley that separated her buttocks, thrusting, tickling, and working her into erotic fury. The naked bodies of the two girls plunged and twisted to the accompaniment of broken murmurs and inarticulate ejaculations! And I? Their lascivious transports sent me into a state of lustful excitement impossible to describe! — it was veritable torture! I could stand it no longer! — I must have something, some hole — a mouth, a cunt! I rushed behind Mme. de Valencay as she lay astride across Gilberte's face, — I caught a glimpse of the cunt the latter was licking and sucking, — I slipped my rampant and furious prick between her nose, her lips and the grotto of love, — I drove her tongue away, — and rammed myself in!
O-the exquisite pleasure! — O the cunt, so soft, so deliciously warm and moist, so exquisitely lubricated by my cousin's ministrations! But I was soon forced to beat a retreat! — it was contrary to the principles of my voluptuous partner to allow her cunt to be invaded in this way, and in spite of my endeavours to the contrary and the grip of her posteriors I had effected in my desperation, she managed to dislodge me!
'O, you are very disobedient!' she exclaimed, shaking her finger at me, 'we must bring you to order! O look at it! how angry it is, poor thing!' — it was my raging prick that she was addressing — 'come! we'll soon calm you, Sir! Lie down!' she added to me.
I released Gilberte, whose head had been imprisoned between my legs.
'You were in a funny position!' Mme. de Valencay said to her.
'You at all events cannot say that he didn't have you, dear! At all events I could see! He went into you up to your hair! O yes, you were properly had that time, my love!
'As a matter of fact, you ought to have kept him out!'
But by now, I was on my back. Mme. de Valencay, after some tender kisses, directed her mouth to where a different function was eagerly awaiting her. 'After the cunt of the girl-cousin, naturally comes the turn of the male- cousin's prick!' she said, laughingly. I suggested to Gilberte that she should let me suck her, and although she had already spent plentifully with her friend, she was none the less ready to commence anew!' Gladly! gladly!' she exclaimed, as she slipped across my face and adjusted her cunt so as to rest on my mouth!
I plunged my tongue wildly into it, though I was almost swooning with ecstatic rapture as Mme. de Valencay devoted herself to my prick — kissing, sucking and tickling the gland with the tip of her warm tongue and her burning mouth, then allaying the poignant sensations thus excited by ardent and passionate suction. Then she would remain
passive, retaining my prick in her mouth and letting me work it up and down deliciously between her lips! and when I stopped, she would resume the entrancing motion! It was a taste of Paradise that I would gladly have prolonged indefinitely I Hut this was impossible! I simply couldn't contain myself any more! My tongue redoubled its activity on Gilberte's clitoris! — my hands clenched Mme. de Valencay's head! — between her delicious lips my prick worked itself faster… faster!.. with a frenzied upward heave, I shoved it into her throat! — I surrendered myself wildly to my pleasure!.. then spent… spent… spent… nearly swooning as I shot my three burning discharges into her mouth!
Without the least flinching, M ' de Valencay received and retained in her mouth this unceremonious homage to her charms, and also held as a prisoner the object that had caused the deluge, till its last spasm, — while Gilberte (who had spent equally deliciously on me) fell breathless and panting on me with a gasp of pleasure, — and thus we rested for some instants in rapturous oblivion.
'What's the time?' asked Mme. de Valencay, who had slipped on her chemise again and was engaged before the mirror with a powder puff. 'Six o'clock.'
'Heavens! And I have to dine out to-night! I shall hardly have time to get back and dress! My husband will be cross!'
'The same with me!' exclaimed Gilberte. 'My husband will scold me!'
Quickly and hurriedly, the two ladies picked out their belongings from the mass of garments lying all over the room, — and soon put on their drawers (the most useless things where love is concerned) corsets, skirts, etc., and very soon were fully attired and ready to appear in public. I called carriages.
Just then Mme. de Saint-Edme asked for a word with Gilberte and whispered something to her.
'Not this afternoon! — I've no time!' she replied.
'Only tell me if you would be willing and when.'
'I would like it, — but I'll write.'
Mme. de Valencay caught her arm and asked what it was all about. Gilberte whispered something. I in turn asked for information, but the two ladies went off in fits of laughter.
Later on, I learnt that what had been asked of her and what she had accepted was to be introduced to a young and pretty actress who was well-known as a high-priestess of Lesbians, and who had desired to make my cousin's acquaintance and to cultivate her in the charming intimacy necessary to the cult. I venture to say that she will not be disappointed.
CHAPTER 2
'Well? And your loves? Have you brought your last conquest to a successful termination?'
The person who was thus questioning me was Madame de Liancourt, who I was about to accompany in her carriage at the close of a Charity Ball given at the Hotel C.
'What new conquest?' I asked.
'You know! The lady with whom you were seen in the Bois the other day! It was most imprudent on your part to thus compromise her! Now, was she not the wife of Maitre B., the lawyer?'
'What? Did you really see us? Do you know her? I assure you…'
'My dear man, you are defending yourself very badly! But otherwise, my compliments to you I She really is
