Look, said I, tickling her lightly, you have flogged me as best you could with the rod. What would you say if I frowned at you now?
Naughty girl! You can't find it in your heart. Pressing down the arm she took hold of the upper part of my body, leaned on my head and threw her legs about my neck, my lips were glued to her rosy, shivering slit, she trembled all over. What a charming sight, you ought to have felt her pretty thighs caress your cheeks, dear Paul, her convex silken belly touch your forehead, her curly hair tickle your nose and your lips, and at the same time have what I had, the view of her rounding buttocks below.
Nanette did not complain of my tonguings and spent twice on my face.
In interrupting my caresses, she said: I am selfish. Get in bed, and in my turn I'll make you discharge; afterwards I shall ask you to regale my buttocks and I'll do whatever you like in return.
Ah, what a dexterity in tonguing.
She was much more skilful than Angela the only person who had done ninette to me at the boarding school. Her tongue titillated me everywhere, her hands lifted my buttocks, her lips burnt as she sucked in the hair of my mount, which had become longer and thicker, since I left Chartres. I spent all of a sudden, dying away just as she tried to nibble my slit with her teeth.
Then she presented me her arse, the beauty of which I had admired in the presence of Blanche, Fanny and Marie.
It was like a dream.
She raised it on a level with my face, approached, retired and flattened it on the bed against my face; wriggled in all directions, all the while keeping hold of my tongue, jammed in between her buttocks.
I doted upon these caresses and devoured her arse so fervently with my kissings and suckings, that she placed her hand on my head pressed it with a sudden clasp and discharged, shaking so violently that my nose at each movement ran down the furrow from the beginning of her loins to between the thighs where it was moistened by her liquor.
We had now undressed.
Lying together in the bed, my hands in her, she asked: Did you enjoy it darling?
Oh, yes, and you?
Wonderful. Do think I am well made?
You are as beautiful as an angel.
You flatterer! Do you think me as pretty as the others?
Oh, yes, I like you very much. I must however, tell you that I have promised to be the sweetheart of Isabelle.
The intriguer! She makes her way everywhere. Well, don't refuse her; she can have the intermittent relations with you and she is very changeable. Consent to my proposal.
With all my heart, Nanette. But then you must promise not to strike so hard when I deserve the flagellation.
Did you not ask to be punished yourself? Look, is Isabelle's arse prettier than mine?
Indeed, they are almost alike as regards form and qualities.
Oh, then you make comparisons while licking?
You ask my opinion; how can I give an answer without recalling it to mind.
We parted to go to sleep soundly and recover new strength.
Good night.
Yours,
Adeline.
From the Same to the Same
The friend who advised me to ask for a nocturnal feast was no fool. What a day and what a night! I fancied I saw you there and thought of all the follies you would have committed.
First we got up one hour and a half later than usual; our toilet accomplished we awaited the visit of Dr. Chauvey who would call to examine the health of each pupil and decide whether they were able to support the pleasure and the jollity. We were stark naked, having only our stockings and boots on.
When my turn came, he examined me from head to foot, fingered every spot of my body; placed his ear against my breast and back and belly; telling me to cough and satisfied with the result of his examinations, he said:
Robust constitution, you'll go far, little one, pretty one.
He put a finger between my thighs, tried to force it in, while I, at a significant look plunged my hand into his breeches.
I touched another edition of the male weapon, a short, but very, very big prick, much bigger than the Chaplain's. He bent me backwards and approached it to my cunt for a minute I thought he was going to take my virginity.
He stopped short. Belly to belly, we kissed one another and he whispered: I forgot myself; I have not yet finished my inspection.
But we shall meet another day, my darling. One thing puzzled me.
As soon as the doctor left the chamberette, its owner entered Miss Blanche's room from which she did not return, till she had been replaced by another pupil. I entered in my turn and got the explanation of the mystery.
Blanche was lying on her belly in the same attire as we, abandoning her arse to Marie's skilful tonguings (feuilles de rose).
My companion retired unwillingly.
Come Adeline, said Blanche, give me a kiss. There, suck my nipples. All that is perfumed, ready for all kinds of folly. Your body is in a perfect state, too. The doctor's report will affirm it. No doubt. Now, my darling, a caress on my buttocks and then return to your companions to dress and go down to the schoolroom. I ran away. The afternoon school time was shortened and at half past five we gathered in the dining room to lunch. We were to sup at nine after the dance.
Lunch over, we went upstairs to dress. I looked charming in my white dress, cut to a point in front. None of us wore drawers, a detail which was important you'll acknowledge.
At seven o'clock we were ushered into the apartment of the Misses Geraud.
The sight of the three rooms opened up into one another was charming Juliette and Fanny were dressed one in black and the other in blue velvet; their bodices were cut very low and left their breasts almost quite free, and their arms were naked and a spray of diamonds adorned their hair.
Blanche was dressed in green silk and Lucienne in lilac satin, both low bodiced. Nanette appeared in black male attire and so did Miss Robert and one of the senior girls, among whom was Angela.
The little ones appeared in their bare shifts with a blue or rose coloured sash, their arms, shoulders, bosom, legs and arse quite naked; they all seemed very graceful in spite of the slender form of their undeveloped limbs. The Red Girls wore at their girdle a red velvet bow. On the hind part of my white skirt was attached a bouquet of violets and Isabelle, Bertha Lytton and Georgette Pascal were adorned in the same manner. It was a sight that the bearer was the favorite of some gentleman.
Indeed Bertha was patronized by Mr. Collins Georgette by the Doctor. We were all four held back by Juliette who conducted us to a retired boudoir, where we found the gentleman.
My friends, said she, I bring to you your boys. Before they are brought into the whirl of the feast I thought they ought to sacrifice a quarter of an hour to you. So have your will of them.
Isabelle, the boldest of us, jumped on the knees of Mr. Gaudin and threw her arm around his neck. I did not hesitate any longer and did the same with the Chaplain.
"Gentlemen, said the doctor, don't let me be selfish. We possess each of us a charming sultana but let give them permission to amuse themselves with their companions and let us bring them back to the parlour.
A voluptuous kiss and we returned. They had begun the dance, Miss Robert was at the piano. Isabelle asked me to dance and I accepted, though her clandestine looks betrayed that she was meditating another wicked trick. I scan got proof that I was right. Twice she pinched me treacherously and when in the midst of the crowd, she whispered: You are a nice sweetheart! I thought indeed that you would be more faithful since our punishment we have not met a single time and you have amused yourself with Nanette. She is not so much worth as I, I assure you. And moreover she is vexed with me, because I boxed the ears of her Camille, I don't care a pin!