Alone with my own thoughts, I resolved to sound my father out on the question of my marrying, When he appeared I was less retrained with him than usual. When kissing him, I placed my lips not upon his cheek but upon his mouth. He was delighted with that. I darted my tongue into his mouth, just as I had seen Mezieres do it. He put his hand between my thighs, but not under my skirts. I abandoned myself, saying: " I want to marry, and you' ll be well caressed, you may be sure, if you give your consent."
" With all my heart, upon one condition: have you someone in view?"
" My uncle has. I' ve never seen him, however."
" Very well. ' Tis then no passing fancy on your part. I' d better give you a cunt- licking, it should seem to me."
" A what?"
" I' ll lick you there," he explained, putting a hand upon my gem. I pouted.
" Now, now, be a clever girl. Take this soft sponge and wash yourself thoroughly. Scrub that pretty growth of fine hair down there, and the inside too. You' ll find this enjoyable, believe me. You' ll feel very silly for having been reluctant."
" He gently sucked my little nipples while my cuntlet, my buttocks and my rosebud were swimming in a rinse of luke- warm water.
My impassioned father afforded me no time to pause and consider. As soon as I' d dried myself, he lay me down upon the bed, raised my clothing above my waist, and applied his mouth to my crack, into which he inserted his tongue, licking energetically until, after fifteen minutes of this, I gave out hints of an impending discharge. Observing I was on the verge of an ejaculation, my father got up and returned with a large lump of butter which he put into my cunterino, and then inserted his prick after it, causing me considerable pain. He squirmed and shoved, I discharged, such was my pleasure that I squirmed and shoved too despite my sufferings. Fortunately, my father' s prick was not excessively stout, but it was long. He gave me the most complete pleasure, for he tickled the bottom of my womb, and because I was very narrow there, he filled my cunt just as if I' d had a stallion' s member between my cunt lips. And that was how I lost my maidenhead.
While he was at work washing my cunt, I besought my father not to delay giving his approval, which I did not want to owe to my uncle' s intervention, and explained why. " Ah, ha!" said my father. " So that' s it! Don' t let that bugger stick you, my dear. His prick' s huge, he' ll widen you noticeably, whereas I' ll not harm things. Your future husband, or any other of your fuckers, will swear you are a maid." I promised I' d not grant my uncle what he was after. " Oh, but you can amuse him all the same, you know. Frig him when he reaches for your cunt. You might even let him embugger you if he appears willing to be content to go no further."
" How does one do that?"
" Embuggery? I' ll show you."
And he embuggered me. It pleased me, for I discharged. " As for my consent," my father resumed, " send your suitor to see me. If he' s the ugly rascal of a fellow I' m thinking of, you' ll not be wild about him." Highly pleased, I returned to my uncle' s. His wife and he introduced me to their protege, a sort of mulatto they presented as a Monsieur Guac.
That same day I had a very spirited interview with Monsieur Guac. During it, he did his level best to get at my cunt. His ugliness and stupidity did not repel me, since my uncle and aunt had forewarned me that he was no beauty but nevertheless popular with women. This intrigued me. I informed him that my father was not opposed to me marrying. Would he have the kindness to pay him a call? Indeed he would and he asked me to take him to my home. We agreed to confront my father the following day at noon.
We arrived at a moment when my father was about to leave the house. Guac had fondled my ass upon the stairs and had engaged me to fist his prick, which put a glowing color in my cheeks. I was radiant. I presented Guac as my fiance. His dreadful face and mean appearance caused my father to smile and dispelled all his jealousy. " My children," he said, " I have some urgent business to attend to. It shan' t take long. Please await my return." He left. When we were alone, Guac said to me: " From his tone it seems as though he' ll keep his word to you and say yes."
" I believe he will, for he never hides his reaction if something displeases him."
" My beloved," Guac went on, his black eyes glinting with pleasure and lust, " allow me to put it in you here, right now, on your father' s bed. Do let me." I thought it a fine idea: after all, I had already been depucelated and furthermore, my gem had been itching me furiously ever since my father had perforated it. However, I replied: " Oh my, no! What if my father were to come in? And he' ll be back soon."
" Why, when he sees you being screwed, he' ll do nothing if not hasten your marriage."
He lowered me upon the bed. I resisted feebly and clumsily. He thrust his prick between my cunt- lips, then pushed but could not advance, even though he interrupted his struggles to wet the head of his device. He increased his effort, which resulted in his losing a bucket of sperm all over my pubic hair, my belly, and my thighs.
I slipped away to wash myself. " Indeed, you are very thoroughly a virgin, ' tis clear," said he, putting his clothes back in order. While wiping and drying myself, from out of the corner of my eye I glimpsed my father in a hiding place. I pretended not to have noticed. An instant after I returned to Guac, that cunning father of mine entered the room. Guac requested my hand in marriage. My father answered that he would allow me to make my own choice. He signed the documents. He then told Guac that he would like to have a talk with me and that he would conduct me to my aunt' s – he wished also to speak to her. We would all meet there. Guac left.
" Have you been fucked?" my father demanded directly Guac had gone. He seized my cunt and drew me towards him. " Have you, eh?"
" You saw very plainly that I have not been."
" Where did he discharge? Upon the hair? Did some of it get between the lips?"
" Yes."
" Good enough. That will sometimes suffice to impregnate. You' ve nothing more to fear. Go visit him in his lodgings and give him a free rein. Between now and then I might just as well dig the ditch a little deeper." Aided by a large spoonful of butter, he penetrated me with some ease, and repeated the operation three times, excited by what he had just been watching and because I was extremely well shod in new silk slippers. I discharged three times within each encuntage: that totaled nine. My father affirmed I was a mettlesome, high- spirited girl and that I should turn into a good fuckeress. I washed with care and he took me to my aunt' s.
We found Guac there upon our arrival. My appetite was rather whetted than satisfied by my father' s triple stuffing. Said I to my fiance: " Go to your place. I' ll join you there, for I wish to have a conversation with you." He dashed off. My father spoke to my aunt, suggesting that the wedding- day be advanced. He feared, from the manner in which I had discharged, that I might become pregnant because of him and at the same time he desired that it happen; but at any rate I had to marry. My aunt went out with him.
I too was about to leave, in order to let Guac essay a complete encuntage, when my uncle appeared. I was in such a sweat of lust that I was by no means sorry to see him, even though he did not please me personally. He turned the key in the lock and approached. " So you are going to marry? Well then, come along. Let' s have a look at the goods that are to be made over to him. You know, Guac has such a large prick he' s likely to damage you lest we loosen things a little." This observation convinced me I ought to yield. He seized me.
" Leave me, leave me." I pronounced in a weak voice. My uncle paid no attention and seeing I was not going to cry out or scratch, he bore me to the bed, had up my clothes, and directed his prick into my vagina. I feigned self- defense, but managed simultaneously to facilitate matters. He hurt me, I did indeed moan, and observing that my complaints were of some aid to him, I began to scream at the top of my lungs which brought him trembling in to the hilt. It caused me such pleasure that my groans were those of ecstasy. I struggled fiercely, but my cunt hugged his thick member. My body thrashed, my ass heaved with such fine effect that I discharged with terrible convulsions. My cunt contracted so tightly that it pinched my uncle' s gland. He bellowed and half fainted from pleasure. " You fuck damned bloody well for a virgin! What will you not be able to accomplish in time! Let' s begin again." He had at me three times in all, heedless of my tears, for I thought it wise to weep. When he had had his fill, he decunted. " Oh celestial fuckery!" he exclaimed, " were your cunt' s merits more generally known, it would make you your fortune."