Pauline

face, for he was as handsome as I'd imagined. “But you, too,” I returned, smiling, “are without a mask.'

He laughed. “I'm afraid a little thing like a mask would be poor covering for me,” and he dropped his eyes in a significant manner.

My gaze followed his, and what I saw thrilled me to the core! I heard Nina give a little startled gasp! Turning quickly, I saw the wild light in her eyes, and she nodded. Returning my gaze to his, I said, “I am glad for your lack of covering.” We stood staring into each other's eyes for a long moment. Then I said, “I'm dreadfully angry at you, my dear!'

'Angry? Whatever have I done to arouse your anger?'

I moved closer-close enough to feel the smooth head of his stiff prick touching my belly! Those standing close enough to hear now turned their gaze toward us and stood listening! A wave of uncontrollable lust swept over me! I remembered Nina's challenge!

'I am angry at you for neglecting me that night!'

'But what did I do?” he asked, slipping his arm about my nude waist and drawing me close. “Tell me, my dear, what did I do?” He said this in a much lower tone.

'It wasn't what you did, you dreadful man,” I said. “It's what you did not do that annoyed me! Do realize how much I wanted you!'

'My dear, I'm sorry. Really I am. And I'll see that it never happens again. Never!'

'And that isn't all,” I said, becoming more and more daring. “Can you not tell that I want-this?” As I spoke, I placed one hand upon his glowing prick and worked it up and down! I heard another gasp, this time from my left, and it wasn't Nina, either. Turning and taking a quick glance, I noted several eyes upon us; I became more daring!

'Oh, but I'm dreadfully sorry, my dear. Had I but known, I would have fought my way to your side.'

I thought him rather nonchalant about it. “Nonsense!” I answered, quickening the motion of my hand. “What else could you have thought, seeing me chasing you through that crowd. I wanted you to fuck me! But never mind, you shall not escape me again, for right here you are going to fuck me!'

And then, with a quick motion, I pressed that noble prick down to my aching slit! My other hand spread the lips apart, and standing on tiptoe, I directed the glowing head to it, pressed against it, and felt it glide in! Too late to resist me now, had he cared to, and overcome, undoubtedly, by the feel of my warm cunny clasped about his raging hard pole, he grasped me in his arms! His hands slid down to my bare bottom! He raised me and at the same time, drew me close, penetrating me to his balls! My arms slid about his neck; my thighs instinctively rose and clasped themselves about his waist, and I found myself sitting, as it were, upon his hard dart, the head of which I felt lodged far up within me!

Still in this position, he carried me through the mass of packed humanity! Gasps came from every side.

'Oh darling! Oh, lover! Give me your darling cock! Fuck me!” I cried, not caring who heard.

Do you want to know what happened there that night, my dear? Yes?

Then listen: On every side, men were clasping women in their arms. I had started a new vogue. Bedrooms were no longer necessary for that act. Couples were copying our action-but all this I knew nothing about for hours. Remember, I had nothing like this for several days, and this, coupled with a most unholy desire for this man, made me blind to anything else that might have been going on about me. I was sitting, as I have already said, upon that hard prong, the head of which seemed to lodge up between my hipbones. The up and down movements upon it at his every step, and the cries from the crowd around us, aroused my passion to a fever pitch.

My only thought was that I at last possessed my lover! The man I loved with all my heart was carrying me off-where to I knew not and cared less! With me resting on his palms as easily as though I were a child, he carried me into a room, lay me upon the bed, and fucked me as I had never been fucked before!

Ferry must have been wild for it because he spurted inside me twice before he withdrew and lay down by my side. How long we lay thus I do not know. I kept no track of time; it was an almost continuous performance. Kisses, embraces, naughty words whispered into each other's ears, dainty touches, kisses showered upon each other's love-parts-all came in turn.

There was a dim light in our room, and now, for the first time, I realized where I was. I was in the very room Anna and Nina had set aside for me! “How did you manage to bring me to this room, you naughty man?” I asked, cuddling closer in his arms and kissing him.

'It's the one that was set aside for us.'

'Us?” I said, mystified.

He nodded. “Us,” he answered. “Are you sorry?'

It was such a funny thought. Why should I be sorry when I had planned it all.

'Of course I'm not sorry, or angry either, you dear,” I cooed. Ferry was just the man I'd been looking for. There wasn't anything he could suggest that I wouldn't have done then. I turned and pressed my face into his crotch, my delighted tongue doing a veritable dance upon his again-stiff member. He didn't last long under such a concerted assault, and flooded my mouth within minutes.

I pulled away. “Satisfied now?” I asked, turning to him again.

'You're a peach,” he said, kissing me again and again, “and I love you, my darling!'

I saw Nina grinning at the door. “What happened, dear?” I asked.

She laughed. “What didn't happen? You two no more than left the lower floor when all hell broke loose. It's a wreck down there. Heaving bodies are strewn all over the place.'

'Oh, dear, I'm sorry,” I said, “but you brought it all upon yourself, if you remember.'

'Oh, I'm not complaining; it was worth it. You started a new vogue, and after this, masks will be decidedly out.'

'And where were you all this time?” I asked.

'When I wasn't watching you two lovers,” she laughed, “I was in the other room,” she said, motioning toward the room she just left, “in my lover's arms.'

'And where is he now?” I asked. “Why don't you bring him in here?'

She shrugged her shapely shoulders. “I haven't a derrick, so I guess I'll have to leave him there.'

'Drunk?” I asked.

Ferry answered the question: “Fucked almost to death, I would say.'

Nina laughed. “You're not so far wrong, my dear,” she said, reaching across me and grasping his prick and shaking it. “The one I had is a single-shot affair.'

'Be careful the one you're holding doesn't fire in the air,” laughed Ferry.

'As though I'd let it be wasted!” she said gravely, and leaning over me, she took it between her lips, pushing it well back into her mouth.

And so we spent the rest of the night, Nina remaining with us and sharing in the pleasures.

But that wasn't the end of the affair by any means. No, indeed. Would you believe it, my dear, that the whole incident was aired in the papers, and that several divorces were brought about as a direct result of it? Nor did it end there. My manager, having heard of it and finding that I, his prima donna, had taken an important part in the affair, promptly canceled my contract and closed the show. Oh, I can tell you the thing caused no end of trouble. I was obliged to remain in my rooms for days and days; crowds hovered about outside waiting for a glimpse of me.

But this, strangely enough, I didn't mind. Ferry had come to my apartment with me, and since he was forced to remain with me during the entire time, it wasn't so bad for me after all. You may rest assured that we put our time to good advantage.

Every afternoon we entertained my friends. Anna and Nina became constant visitors, and now that the opera was closed and I had all the time in the world, it was one continuous round of pleasure.

Ferry was my established lover, and because we were of the same mind in many things, we received our guests in any manner of dress or undress we happened to be in. Many times I appeared before them in complete nakedness; Anna and her sister would strip as soon as they entered, and it wasn't long before we found we had started a new fad. Nakedness became the vogue. Handsome men and girls, ever seeking a thrill, became daily visitors. Nudity wasn't enough; sex and all its particulars were freely discussed. I recall one afternoon there were ten or twelve persons present, and since it was warm, everyone had stripped off their clothes. Rose had been kept busy serving drinks, and tongues had loosened somewhat. Two girls were discussing the various sensations they enjoyed most. Each was a recognized mistress to some man, but one of them, thinking to be a little different, said, “I wouldn't snap my finger for the man who couldn't satisfy me without Frenching me between times.'