Seeing Connette getting to her feet, he roared, " Stay where you are, slut! I' m in such a rage over that velvet- lined cunt Trait- d' Amour' s fucking that I' d encunt the Place de la Concord." Once through with Rose- Mauve, he did indeed fuck Connette. He brought shrieks from her, then, without pausing, had wildly at Minonne, and resumed: " Rose- Mauve, why have I not got that infernal landlady under my belly? The old girl limps gracefully about, she' s got fair dugs, call her hither!" We prepared Rose- Mauve for him and he embuggered her.
Meanwhile, Trait- d' Amour was fighting it out with Madame Vitnegre, who complained tenderly of his roughness and discharged uninterruptedly, for her encunter did not once decunt. " Let any buggress who' s got nothing else to do," said he, " come here and tickle the teats of my goddess; that will make her give me a jolt or two."
" Very well," I joined in, " Minonne, go tickle her clitoris. Connette employ your soft hands to dangle your cruel cunt- splitter' s balls, and I' ll tickle my beloved' s delicate feet."
All this was done. Violent leaps and starts, cries, exclamations of lewd delight: " Divine fuck! Divine cunt!" " Divine prick!" By these tokens our two co- workers gave evidence of their frenzy.
However, Cordaboyau' s nose caught the scent of Conquette' s sweet little shoe, and he went like a shot to put his prick into it. " Don' t bother over that thing," said Rose- Mauve, solidly embuggered as at the moment she happened to be, " that' s silly. My cunt is idle, why don' t you give it a fucking?" She thrust her belly into the air and, while Brisemotte continued to tunnel into her ass, Cordaboyau took possession of her cunt.
I had such a blinding erection, thanks to what I saw and heard going on, that I was ready to encunt Minonne or Connette. My daughter, then busily discharging, spoke softly to me: " Can it then be… that you are tempted by some cunt other than mine?"
This example of filial devotion touched my heart. " Off with you." I said to Trait- d' Amour. " You must have discharged by now." He decunted and I, stirred by an unlimited fatherly affection, encunted my daughter without even washing her flooded cunt. " We' ll mix our three fucks." I said as I burrowed in. " May your daughterly cunt engulf the paternal prick and delight therein! Move your ass to and fro, my adorable child, give me back all the fuck I spat into your mother' s womb so as to beget you." Ah! How the wench writhed, shook her ass and vibrated her cunt the day I stuffed her with you! She was wearing her shoes and her clothes were somewhat askew. She was so furiously hot she got astride me and encunted her own self in order to excite me the more. While she was posting up and down, she said: " Push it in, my chick. Bury it completely. My cunt' s oiled and ready for anything. I' ve just been fucked by that handsome law- office clerk you' re so jealous of." And she squirmed and twisted. As for myself, I fucked her then with the same religious zeal wherewith I am fucking you now. ' Twas I who engendered you in her slithery cunt. Although you bear a likeness to Louis XV who, so they say, used to fuck your mother."
" Oh, dear Father! Heaven- sent, thrice- blessed prick!" was Ingenue' s reply; " Overwhelmed by fuck and tenderness, I feel by my insatiable cunt that I am truly your daughter. I sense it when I am gripped by the pleasure that is mine when the celestial thought enters my mind that I am being fucked by my father! Let us discharge in unison, dearest Papa. I have more fuck when fucking you than anyone else. Ah! ah! burrow, dig in, dig in, father- prick. My fuck' s long in arriving for I' ve done a lot of fucking, you know, but while waiting I have all the more pleasure. Ah, fuck! oh joy!… Vitnegre, monster who would tear me to bits without even trying to tupper me, why are you not on my belly now? Why is your black prick not gouging my cunt? And Fout- a- Mort, rend me in twain! Dear Papa," the delirious girl continued, " divine fucker, I' m coming. I' m c- ccom- ing for Fout- a- Mort' s sake!" And she gave vent to a tide of fuck. Her eyes rolled, she babbled, she foamed at the mouth. She had locked her legs around my waist and with her cunt and thighs she beat out a fine paradiddle upon my belly. Someone had put her shoes on her feet and with each jolt of her ass she clicked her high heels together, as her mother used to so as to remind me, while we fucked, of the beauty of her feet. This spectacle looked so delicious to my three droll companions- at- arms that, carried away altogether, they fell to encunting: Trait- d' Amour stuffed Rose- Mauve, Cordaboyau Connette, and Brisemotte Minonne; those lads made the girls screech like so many virgins.
When at last I had ejaculated, I told my one- time secretary to decunt, lift me, and put me down in an armchair; he did so. My daughter was palpitating; she was tickling her cunt with three fingers. Trait- d' Amour stiffened afresh, and with lunatic celerity he leapt upon her. " Embugger me, if you would be so kind, sir," she murmured. " I believe that would better serve to make me discharge."
" Ah, yes!" cried the bugger, " your cunt' s too weary," and he pierced her asshole dry.
" I' m going to discharge again," she announced, continuing to frig herself.
" Wait, wait an instant," her young perforator said, " I' ll frig you while embuggering." Embuggered and frigged, Conquette' s teeth chattered with pleasure. At this point, Brisemotte, finished with Minonne, sprang upon Rose- Mauve whom Trait- d' Amour had abandoned for my daughter. Rose- Mauve got herself embuggered and frigged to boot. Cordaboyau turned Connette over and dealt likewise with her. Free, Minonne tongued Conquette' s cunt while her brother was sodomized Conquette; and I frigged Minonne. The three buggresses declared that friggery joined to embuggery was divine.
As for myself, I sat slumped down in my armchair, a listless finger in Minonne' s cunt, for I had scarcely the strength to frig her. I was toppling over with drowsiness and yet stiff as the devil and lusting for all four of them. It made no difference to me whom I encunted, I must confess. Brisemotte steered Rose- Mauve towards me, his prick lodged in her asshole. I encunted her. The lively Minonne turned her alabaster buttocks around and presented me with her cunt, and I was about to sound it, when I heard Conquette exclaim: " I see what you' re doing!" She snapped Trait- d' Amour' s prick from her ass and rushed my way. " If Cupidonnet' s going to die from over- taxing his prick, ' twill be in my cunt he expires." She caught me in her arms and engulfed my weary weapon. We ended up in a heap and each quietly squeezed out his last drops of sperm.
Thus concluded that memorable soiree. The following Sunday was fixed as the date for the next party. After having given herself a scrupulous washing, Conquette went modestly, indeed, shyly to bed. I was unable to walk. My three gay colleagues remunerated their little partners and then picked me up bodily and carried me home, where they tucked me into bed.
Chapter Eleven
The following day, after I had completed my work, I went to visit my daughter. She was in the storeroom and embraced me directly I arrived. " In heaven' s name, dear Papa, look out for your health. My need for your paternal kindness is greater than ever. What would become of me were I to lose you? You are the best of fathers, you give me all my necessities and much pleasure besides. I have an insatiable gem, but your Trait- d' Amour appeases it and satisfies me wonderfully well. I am well aware of the gift you have given me, and am grateful for it. My gratitude and tenderness belong entirely to you, I give no one else anything but fuck."
" My adorable daughter, you are always so faultlessly modest."
" I am also obliged to Trait- d' Amour for having brought along his little sister and his pretty mistress, especially for having turned them over to his two comrades so that he was able to devote all his attentions to me and relieve you in the hour of need, for I was very hot indeed. The girls are dear little creatures and are at least as accomplished as Rose- Mauve, who, I must say, is not without her merits. But you must be careful not to overdo it, Papa. Stay close to me, I' ll keep you busy enough. And no more than one party a week – I' m thinking of your capacities now, not of mine. Trait- d' Amour will give me most of what I need between parties. By only making love on Sundays, the boys and girls will find their appetite increased and their pleasure greater. We' ll devote half the day to the games and it will be delightful. But I' m jealous of you and Trait- d' Amour. Don' t put it in anyone but me, tell them all you don' t want any cunt but mine. I am jealous by nature, and, then again, where will you find a wife or a girl better than the one you have? I' m always clean and neat, whenever I do pee- pee I wash, as much for the fun of it as for the sake of fastidiousness, since this part of me, which you find charming, is always so hot that I never bring water into its neighborhood without feeling voluptuous sensations approaching those of lovemaking. And so don' t put it in me during the week, wait until Sunday, your pleasure will be greater and you' ll avoid killing yourself. Touch neither my fur nor my bubbies."