" The little princess!" expostulated the solicitor, " look at her come! My good man, give her to me to be my wife. I' ve depucelated her, I' ll marry her!"
My father, who had his own designs upon me, refused. As a result the solicitor few into a rage, hurled himself back into my hole, and fucked me eighteen times. My father was obliged to pluck him off my belly and convey him home, for he was unable to walk. As for myself, I was hardly out of breath. Once I' d washed my cunt and refreshed it, I felt as good as new. Upon my father' s return, seeing he was deeply moved by the sight of my naked bubs, I told him that, if he was stiff, he might as well satisfy himself by fucking me two or three times. " What a scene that was!" he gasped. " But you have a pitiless cunt and a ferocious taste for the game. Your cunt and taste will make our fortune. Let' s see if you can discharge again, my dearie. Let' s have it!"
And while encunting me, he praised me highly for having avowed I was his daughter and given that slap to the solicitor. " Fuckers," he observed, " have a certain disdain for the fucked, but in your case it shall be the contrary. I' d like to put you above those buggers."
" I' m discharging!" I cried.
" And so am I," said he, shaking me with his thumpings. He reencunted twice over and I matched his discharges; indeed, I outdistanced him. " I believe I' d work ten men dry," I said as I washed. I asked him to advise my fiance of what had to be done in order justly to encunt me. I shot my tongue into his mouth, smiled and left.
I had been fucked twenty- five times in the course of the day, seven by my own father. I returned to my house, but every man upon whom my glance stopped tempted me. How happy whores must be! I thought. They accost whomever they please. All of a sudden an idea popped into my head. I' ll go to see Guac, I' ll tell him to pommade me. Let him cleave to me in two, no matter so long as he fucks me! I quickened my pace.
He was with an attractive young man whom he told to hide directly he heard my footsteps approach. But I saw the young man through the keyhole. Guac received me with a mysterious air and led me into the half- lit room where I' d seen him conceal his visitor. " My darling, my beloved wife- to- be," he began, " I believe I might stuff you today; you need but give evidence of some complaisance."
" To be sure, but don' t overlook the pommade"
" I understand." I felt him turn me over to some gentler hands. Someone seized my breasts, my cunt, a tongue insinuated itself into my mouth. I replied with caresses. A hand lifted my skirts. I advanced my cunt prettily. A body got upon me. I felt a lump of butter being inserted into the entrance of my cunt, another into my rosebud. There was a push, I responded. To my astonishment, I sensed virtually no pain at all. Finally, the invading prick reached the depths of my womb – still no pain – and now a discharge. The abundance and sweet warmth of the fuck brought words to my lips. With an incredible pleasure, with wildest transports, I cried, " Dearest lover… divine lover… I am expiring from happiness and voluptuousness… I adore you!" The young man decunted. He sucked my nipples, my lips, had me stick forth my tongue. Then, without a moment' s delay, he reencunted me furiously. I had as much pleasure this second time as before. To be brief, he did it again and again, incessantly, and it was Guac who took him away at last. For my part, already fucked twenty- five times that day, I believe I could have stood at least another twenty- five with these two men simultaneously, if both of them had been able to stuff me.
Guac, noticing that I was having difficulty walking, sent for a cab while I rinsed out my cunt. " Well, my charming queen," quoth he, " have you been satisfactorily fucked?" I blushed. " Far from being tired," he pursued, " I' m dying to fit my shaft in your asshole."
" Oh, no, no, you mustn' t!" I cried, alarmed.
" As you like, my dearie. But you will frig me a little, won' t you? Frig me with both hands, just as you are there with your ass in the bidet." I frigged his heavy member, so bulky I could barely get my hands around it. When fuck was about to spurt forth, he fell to shouting with pleasure. " Your mouth," he roared, " your mouth, else I' ll dip it in your ass!" I slipped the foreskin clear of the gland, pressed the latter between my lips; the fuck spurted forth. Fearing lest it spill on my bubs, I opened my mouth and a torrent of fuck shot down my gullet. I swallowed it as one would a draught of good ale, a right copious tankard of ale, and warm. " Fuck! Fuck!" howled Guac. " I' m getting dizzy. Ah, celestial slut, you' re worth more than all the rest of the women in the world. Is it good, the drink? What causes so much pleasure coming out must surely be good going in. Ah, divine whore! I' ll feed you a diet of that stuff!"
The cab arrived at the door. Guac carried me out – I' d been fucked for the thirty- seventh time that day.
My aunt' s brother was alone in the house when I reached it. " Mademoiselle Conveloute," he complained, " you are cruel to me. I hear you are preparing to marry. It would seem to me you ought to favor a young man who adores you rather than this fiance of yours who is ugly and a widower. You are a virgin and so extremely lovely! What is more, he' s very thickly equipped – so at least your uncle has given me to understand – and he' ll certainly hurt you. What if a more youthful prick were to ready you for your marital career? Look at it," – and he fetched out a truly charming prick. "' Tis a real maidenhead- tickler, and it' ll never give you so much as a twinge of regret. I know my business, Mademoiselle. My sister' s husband had a nervous device and is very quick on the trigger, and she has the good sense to call me in now and then to clean the cobwebs out of her trick."
This language pleased me and the prick I was staring at looked inviting. " I, however," I replied, " have no cobwebs to be swept out." He saw from my manner that I was in a cheery mood, and laid hands on my breasts. " Have done, libertine," I said coaxingly, retreating in no great haste before his advances. His hand reached my cunt. " Oh, indeed! Have done, this is too much." His breeches lay on the floor, his prick was nodding in the air. He deposited me upon his sister' s bed, cleared away my clothes and got aboard me, whilst I said nonchalantly, " Ha, Sirrah! You are then capable of resorting to violence?" I defended myself in a way intended to further his ends.
" Ah, heavenly girl, innocent thing, lamb, I' m stuffing my prick into your fleece." In it went. I replied by twitching my ass in a feigned attempt to avoid what I desired and managed to swallow two more inches of sausage. " No," he cried, opening the sluices, " no, nothing can be compared to encunted innocence!" However, fearing least I get away, he thrice renewed his attacks without once decunting – that brought the day' s total to forty – and did not leave me until he heard the approach of footsteps. I ran off to wash.
It was my aunt. She said to her brother, " Fortunately you' re with Miss Conveloute. Anyone else would have lost her nerve before the possibility of an interruption. Tell me, did you attack her?"
" I did."
" Well, then I suppose you' re about done in. Come here, I' ll comfort you." There was still some oil left in his lamp. The young man bolted the door, thus encloseting the three of us, and then sprang upon his sister whom he penetrated in a trice. Great heavens, how her flanks heaved! " Stuff it deep!" she exhorted him. " I' m getting ready to discharge, fuck me, dig deeper yet, hug me, fuck me, gouge me, fuck me blue in the face!" I watched them. Revived by the spectacle, my insatiable cunt was starting to yearn for a prick when a soft knock was heard at the door. I hoped it would be a cousin of my aunt' s who had for a long time been eager to put it in me, and I was determined to push him into an adjoining room and satisfy his ambition. But no, ' twas a handsome youth who looked very much like the young man who had fucked me with Guac a little earlier in the day.