Pauline

convenient place by the table. Then I took a bath. He would arrive soon and I wanted to be at my best that night! This night! The night I was to surrender my maidenhead! The night I was to be ravished for the first time!

After a highly perfumed bath, I arranged my hair. Then I began speculating as to what I should wear. It must be something unusual, of this I was sure. Already I had appeared before him in next to nothing! What, then, could I wear?

Finally I chose a black dressing gown. It was a daring thing, but I didn't care-I was desperate! Beneath this I wore a short chiffon undervest. When I stood before my glass and viewed the result, even I blushed. If this didn't do the trick, I would give up the idea of ever winning him to my arms.

The gown came to about midway between my hips and knees, and since it was cut away daringly at the top, it was necessary to wear the frail undergarment or my breasts would have strutted boldly out of the gown. While I was gazing at my reflection in the mirror, the bell rang! My intended lover had arrived! Snatching up a pin, I stuck it into my gown to hold the thing together. Slipping my bare feet into low slippers, I hurried to the door!

He looked at me strangely. Entering and kissing my hand, he said, “Your maid-she isn't here?” He couldn't seem to understand why I should have attended to the door for him.

'My maid,” I said, “has been called away on account of a sickness in the family, but fear not, my friend, I have a splendid dinner for you!'

I wondered how I could be so calm in the face of my lascivious plans.

I saw him gaze at me, and I knew he was thrilled at what he saw, for this time the gown concealed nothing; even the hairs about my aching cunt were fairly well revealed.

'I shall have to be your serving maid tonight,” I said as I flitted about him. The dinner was a huge success, and long before it was finished, we were both chatting away at a great rate. We consumed much wine, as we both seemed possessed by unusual thirsts.

'Let the table go,” I said as we went toward the living room. “My maid shall attend to it tomorrow; besides, we might feel like eating something later!'

I must have made a rather startling picture as I sat there beside him upon the divan, my scant gown open down the front, revealing both my legs naked to almost the tops. Ah, don't think I hadn't worked out a fitting campaign. I was desperate, and I was daring-and so was my plan.

I had brought a bottle of champagne into the living room, and by way of initiating the daring plan I had in mind, I said, “Now let us drink to the success of our dinner, and our friendship.'

Even while saying it, I could barely control my voice, knowing that in another minute or two, I would have him in my arms. It was enough to thrill anyone, wasn't it, my friend?

Very graciously, he filled two glasses, and handing me one, we repeated the toast. As I sat there holding the glass, I realized that the moment had arrived! My well-thought-out plan was about to materialize! Leaning against him, I said, “We should seal our friendship with a kiss-isn't that the proper way?'

I saw his eyes glance quickly at the windows! Then he slipped one arm about my waist and kissed me. As his lips met mine, I deliberately spilled the contents of my glass across my thighs, at the same time giving a startled, “Oh!'

He drew out his handkerchief and attempted to dry me. “It's nothing,” I said. “I shall go and change!'

My heart was beating wildly, for now I was going to do the most daring thing of all! Quickly I slipped both garments from my shoulders, kicked the mules from my feet! Then I gave a piercing scream and threw myself down across the bed in what was supposed to be a beautiful faint!

In an instant, he was at my side! Seeing the apparent faint, he grabbed up a bottle of salts and pressed it beneath my nose. My eyes fluttered open. He placed his arms about me and kissed my lips again and again saying, “What happened? Why did you cry out?'

I smiled. “I saw a mouse,” I answered, “and I… I guess I fainted.'

Remember, my dear, I am an actress, but it took every bit of my skill to act timid then, for I was stark naked and I was in the arms of the man I loved! I made a feeble effort to rise, but he held me down. “Please, dear,” he said, holding me all the tighter.

'But, darling,” I cried, laughing faintly and trying to blush, “I'm stark naked! What must you think of me!'

'I think you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” he said, kissing me again and again, “and I want to hold you in my arms, just like this, forever and ever!'

What could I do? While saying this, one of his hands had crept down to the hairs on my lower belly! I made not the slightest move to stop him. As his hand slid further down, my thighs fell loosely apart, and his searching fingers quite took possession of my cunt!

'I love you! I love you!” he cried.

My arms slid about his neck. “And I love you, too,” I answered. Kissing his lips, I added, “I have loved you ever since I first saw you, and though I am still a virgin, I want you to make me a woman!'

Our lips met in a clinging, soul-stirring kiss! Then, raising his lips from mine, he whispered, “Will you be mine? Now? Right here on your bed? I shall never rest until I have had you-body and soul!'

'You already have my soul, my darling. You have but to take my body. It is yours to do with as you like!'

'Then lie still and let me seal our love with a kiss!'

With a bound, he was on his knees and pressing burning kisses squarely on my cunt! The wine, my mad desire for him, and the thrill of it all drove me almost mad! Grasping his head between my hands, I wound my fingers in his hair, threw my legs over his shoulders, and bucked my hips, thrusting my ravenous cunny into his face. He licked and sucked me frantically, grasping my heaving buttocks in his hands in a vain attempt to hold me still. With a triumphant cry, I heaved once more, and in a moment, I came with a force that must have shocked him! No longer did I attempt to hold back! His arms were about me! His hands clutched my naked body and his greedy mouth sucked and tongued my cunt in a frenzy of delight!

Again I came, and this time I almost fainted for real, so intense was the shock! And while I lay there, my thighs still parted to his eager gaze, he quickly stripped off his clothes. In a moment, he sprang naked into my waiting arms!

With a dexterous motion, he placed the head of his monster cock to the flushed lips of my cunt and pressed it in. Thanks to the many tongues that had delved there, to say nothing of my own fingers, he soon passed the barrier without a noticeable amount of trouble. Indeed, I felt no pain to speak of. But, oh, the other sensations that washed over me. I could feel his hard piston pushing in, opening me up, and filling me with his throbbing meat.

I was penetrated; he was in me to his balls, and from the way he drove into me, I thought he was trying to get them in, too!

At last I was being fucked! Too late now to turn back, I bucked upward against him with all my might! Mad with lust for each other, we were like two animals! My tight sheath must have been too much for him. Ramming into me frantically, he filled me with endless spurts of his hot sperm. To my undying joy, he began again almost instantly! Our lips joined, our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths, we fucked like mad! All the pent- up passion of long, virginal years was now let loose! How many times I came, I can't remember! How many times he filled my cunt with his prolific spend, I could not count!

I know only that I was supremely happy. I had never been so happy in my life! For a long time, neither of us moved; we just lay there soaking in bliss and our own passionate juices. Then he gazed into my eyes. “Do you think this was acting on my part,” he asked, “or do you believe now that I love you?'

'Of course you love me, Paul, darling. But let's reverse the question. Don't you think I am the one to ask that question now that I have given you the one thing a girl has to give?'

I will not go into the details of all the things we said to each other that night. Many of them are too sacred to repeat, even to you, my friend. Enough to say that we swore eternal love for each other, and I believe he really meant it; I know I did.

But if I refuse to tell you of the things we said, I won't refuse to tell you of the things we did. You have a perfect right to that after the thrilling letter you wrote me.

After relieving me of his weight, he went to the bathroom and returned with a basin of warm water and some towels. Bathing and drying me between my thighs, he bent and kissed my cunt with one long, clinging kiss.

Then he lay down beside me, took me in his strong arms, and kissed me repeatedly. Then we talked. But talk did little to satisfy me. I had heard from both Vera and our prima donna of the joys of toying with and kissing the male organ, not to mention the times I had seen my cousin and my mother perform that very act. One of my hands