by Connette, was beside herself and that demure beauty said to the young girl: ' Get out of my hole, slut! Give me a fucker! Ho! I say, fucker! Two hundred of them!' Trait- d' Amour heard the call, he drew the toiling Connette aside, pulling her away by the pretty blond goatee growing on her cunt. He anointed Madame Vitnegre' s splendid asshole with butter, rubbed some on his towering prick, lay belly down upon her buttocks, nipped into the rosebud, heedless of the faint protests of the embuggered goddess, grasped her with powerful hands, and turned himself and her over so that now he was on his back and his prick still buried to the hilt in her ass. Her cunt is yawning at the ceiling.
Trait- d' Amour calls to her father, ' A sublime cunt longs for your kind attentions. Stuff it with something stiff. Don' t spare the rod. The slut' s ass is full of me and I' ll give you a little movement. Forgive me, goddess, I' m a bit giddy. Connette, fiddle with our friend' s balls. Give ' em a spin.'
I encunted my delicious daughter and felt Trait- d' Amour' s ponderous weapon throbbing nearby, further constricting her passage and causing her cunt to oscillate as never a cunt oscillated before. I was delirious as I shouted, ' There ' tis, bastard of a Vitnegre, thoroughly a cuckold, cunt and asswise!…' The idea inflamed me, and its brutality prevented me from discharging too soon. I attained the charming nipper at the bottom of her cunt, it suckled my prick, and Trait- d' Amour communicated all his movements to me, causing my adorable fuckeress, already prepared by Connette' s tongue, to make some truly startling exclamations.
' Ah!' exclaimed Conquette, ' Screw… oh, screw me… I am dischar- ging… f- f- fuck!'
' There' s a cunt full of fuck for you, queen of pricks and gods!' bellowed Trait- d' Amour, and I felt the spasmodic twitching of his thick prick disgorging a cupful of semen. Then I too unburdened myself. My daughter, inundated by fuck, squirmed and thrashed.
' Oh satiny cunt of my prick,' I cried, ' how delicious you are!' Madame Vitnegre was still emitting when Trait- d' Amour emerged from her anus. His withdrawal made her discharge again. Conquette, in whose cunt I left my prick to tremble after its eruption, stammered, wept, laughed, and shook beneath me. Connette had abandoned my balls and his prick still erect, Trait- d' Amour had returned to us. ' Fuck her for me while she' s hot,' I said. ' She' s still leaking. And you,' I said to Connette, ' go lick that rosebud all covered now with nectar.' She obeyed me. But Minonne, her cunt and asshole unstoppered and scrubbed, had nothing to keep her busy. She took Connette' s place, asking me whether indeed it were not impertinent to tickle her brother' s balls while he was fucking his mistress.
In the meantime Cordaboyau and Brisemotte had laid hands on Connette, the former now encunting while the other embuggered her so as to provide my daughter with an inspiring example. But everything was drawing to an end. Madame Vitnegre ceased her discharging, Traitd' Amour decunted and guided her to the bidet. She tactfully covered her cunt and breasts, then said to the girls, ' My dear friends, go help my landlady prepare us a fine supper.' They ran to do her bidding. ' If,' my daughter said, ' you only ask for our ordinary supper, there' ll not be half enough.' She suggested I confer with Madame Brideconin who, as it turned out, had prepared the usual meal.
' Then go quickly to the butcher across the way,' said I, ' and get some good wine, too. For we' ll not be drinking water.' Then we all gathered together in the storeroom.
' Prick up again?' asked Trait- d' Amour; ' Mine is. We ought not let these cunts pine away simple because we are waiting for the meal to be served.'
' I' m not stiff, in truth,' I answered, but the sight of the behind and foot of my goddess sets me afire.'
' Why, then, I' ve something in mind to put a little backbone in your sausage.'
' Look sharp, wenches,' Trait- d' Amour said to his sister and mistress. ' Be quick, off with your clothes! And as for you buggers, take off yours too.' He removed all he was wearing. ' But we need another actress. I' ve just seen an engaging creature pass by.'
' That was Madame Brideconin, our good friend' s landlady,' Connette explained.
' No, no, my dear, that was a little brunette who lives at the other end of the court. She' s the younger sister of a tall blonde we' ll perhaps someday persuade to join us and whose name is Conindore. The little one' s named Rose- Mauve, and they say she' s a clever creature and an amorous act, although for all I know she' s still a virgin, for her mother keeps a close eye on her. However, when a man kisses her he has no trouble getting her to stick out her tongue for him.'
' I know her,' the lovely Poilsoyeux said in her well- modulated voice, ' and she… she… Trait- d' Amour…'
' Yes, my goddess?'
' Put her pretty tongue in my mouth and…'
' And what?'
' Tongued my fur clean.'
' Go fetch her, Connette.'
' No.' Conquette said with decision. ' I' ll go for her myself.'
She left and having encountered Rose- Mauve, who was coming back down the stairs because she' d found at home that wealthy old uncle of hers whose impotent lubricity she used to stimulate by tickling his scrotum and testicles, which would get him limply up, Conquette told her what was afoot, obtained her consent, and brought her to the storeroom. The two girls and the three young men were as naked as the day they were born. Without addressing a word to her, they all five set to work removing her clothes, all of which save her underslip disappeared in a trice. Next, her ass, her cunt, thighs and feet were washed. Then Trait- d' Amour said to her, ' You must do everything in imitation of my sister and my mistress.' There and then the dance of the blacks began: each girl made all the movements of an ardent negress who first flees from the prick she is dying to have in her cunt, who is then caught by the prick, and who finally wiggles and slithers her hips and ass just as if the prick were gliding into her. The boys chased after the girls with their pricks in their fists and, directly they had seized them, they were turned around for encuntment and stuck from behind. The boys squirmed, writhed, snapped, bit, and fought as though they were tearing the cunts to pieces. The girl took the prick in her hand. The boy the girl' s cunt hair.
I had a thundering erection. I raised my daughter' s negligee above her waist. ' Cunt of Venus!' I said. ' Copy all those ass and cunt movements you see.' She was definitely aroused. She ran into the center of the dance, and began rapidly to execute the various steps.
Seeing my prick aloft and his companions also in a cheery disposition, Trait- d' Amour sounded the trumpet: ' To the couch!' He abandoned Rose- Mauve, his dancing partner, who appeared most chagrined. ' Your turn will come, my sweet,' he assured her as he lay Conquette on the sofa and adjusted pillows under her ass. ' Come, if you like,' he called to Rose- Mauve, ' Come lick this cuntlet while I stuff you from behind, or embugger you, whichever you prefer.'
' A virgin ought not to be depucelated from behind,' she replied in a lively fashion, ' so embugger me while I tongue this delightful love- crack.' She sucked the dazzling cunt that belonged to Monsieur Vitnegre' s dazzling wife, and Trait- d' Amour forged ahead stubbornly into the charming cuntsucker' s asshole.
Madame Poilsoyeux cried aloud for aid: ' The prick!' she said. ' The prick!' I could restrain myself no longer, I swept Rose- Mauve out of my way and pitched headlong into the cunt of my daughter, then panting with lust.
I was in the midst of a vigorous encuntment when I had the delicious surprise of feeling my asshole and my balls too being laved by Rose- Mauve' s velvet mouth and tongue. I cuckolded the blessed Vitnegre as copiously as if I' d had the balls of a god. Ablutions followed. ' With my goddess' permission,' said I, ' I' ll settle a debt with Rose- Mauve.'
' No!' everyone chorused. ' No! Wait until Sunday.' I paid no attention to them. I thrust my lance into the maid; she wept, sobbed, shrieked and bled in ecstasy, and they were all witness to a resounding victory. But Conquette scolded me as we went to supper.
Conversation was sober, temperate, Brideconin and his wife were edified by what they had heard (They shall soon be seen collaborating in our pleasures). At dessert, Trait- d' Amour asked me to tell a story in keeping with our amusements. I gave him a letter sent to Vitnegre by one of his three clients – I' d found the letter in one of my daughter' s trunks, and I invited him to read it to the company.
' One of our well- to- do colleagues had a mistress he used to enjoy in the same manner for which I have a preference. Let me tell you the story of how he got her – I like writing such tales, they give me an erection, and I daresay reading them has a similar effect upon you.
' The girl' s father had formerly been rich and had brought her up with all possible care and delicacy. But now he had fallen upon hard times, and was so sorely reduced he was unable to feed either her or his son. My colleague, having found the girl pleasing, asked to buy her. The father sold her to him for 12,000 pounds. But, as Piocheneuil
