"' Tis a great pleasure for me to put your prick in my daughter' s cunt." my father remarked. " I enjoy thinking of the horns growing on that confounded and most dishonest Guac who had the temerity to sell your pucelage."
" That is just what brings me to a boil when I fuck his fiancee." my gallant affirmed. " One more antler on that bugger Guac' s head – the very idea refills my balls no matter how often I' ve emptied them. It even occurred to me," he went on, " to give each of you fifty louis if you' d fuck together: the knave would thus be recornified and supercornute!"
" Capital notion!" my father exclaimed, " Very original indeed! After you' ve seen to your business, you can pop my prick into my daughter' s cunt for me."
" Oh no!" I cried. " Gracious!"
" You' ll hold on to her if she appears recalcitrant."
" Those aren' t my ideas." I told them. " If I wiggle my ass the way I do when my lover fucks me, it is because I love him. As for Monsieur Guac, I have much to be grateful to him for. He is like a nurse to me, you know. One might even say he suckles me." Neither precisely caught my meaning; they led me to bed.
My lover fucked me six times. Upon the sixth, he said to my father, " That' s it, my friend. Get aboard and fuck her. I' ll insert the engine." My father climbed onto me. The young man slid his prick into my cunt. Father pushed. As I was more fond of him than of any other living person, I put my flesh furiously into motion, doing as nobly as any princess fucking a page- boy. Inspired by our frenetic activity, the young man waxed so violently hot upon beholding us discharge that he rolled us on our sides and embuggered me even while I was still encunted. I went to wash and then we three went to sleep.
At breakfast the next morning, the young man seemed wild with joy. " Ah, by God! That one' s been smartly cuckolded!" he cried. " Here, my good chap, here' s the hundred louis. You' ll really have to fuck her after she' s married and I' ll pay twenty- five louis per shot." He left and I hastened off to find Guac whom I was growing to love as much as I love my father.
He greeted me with rapture, calling me his divine slut, his heavenly whore. I milked out his fuck six times over, and this hurled me into such an erotic panic that I dashed away to locate my father. " Your solicitor," I panted, completely out of breath, " must surely have recuperated from his losses by now. I' m burning… run fetch him, Father dear, if you love me!" He went, calling me Cleopatra. He found the young man outside the door, his erect prick in his fist. " I was standing here when a moment ago I saw your daughter enter and I am frigging myself in her honor," he explained.
" Don' t you do it, my boy. You' ve not a drop to waste. Come back in with me and stuff her, if you please."
" Twenty- five louis-"
" Nonsense. That' s an outrageous price to charge a steady client. One louis per shot, that should be fair enough. But, who knows? She may earn the twenty- five from you after all." They entered the room where I was awaiting them. As he came in, the solicitor tossed his purse upon the foot of the bed. " Come, show your calves, girl," my father said heartily. " that many fucks, that many louis. But you mustn' t kill yourself, my little friend. He was frigging himself when I found him out on the sidewalk. He says he was thinking of you." Upon hearing this I cast my arms around his neck, thrust my tongue in his mouth, agitated, then withdrew it, and said, " Ah, dearest, most beloved friend! I adore you."
" And I you," he replied, fondling my breasts and cunt. I fell backwards, he fell on top of me. I plunged his prick into my cunt and in four heaves of my ass I felt him strike bottom. He discharged when he sensed that I was melting. He fucked me ten times. " I' ve credited you with fifteen louis," said my father as the solicitor cleaned himself and drew back on his breeches. " Come back whenever you like."
It was but two days before my scheduled wedding. Guac had nursed me every morning, and the effects of this new beverage were to whiten my skin, brighten my coloring, make my cunt hair softer and fluffier, and to give me such violent penchants that I was not one minute at my ease unless I had a prick in my cunt. That morning, my solicitor said as we were taking breakfast, " Guac must be wondering what has become of me. We' ve not seen one another for a time. Perhaps he has conceived some erroneous ideas about my lovely fuckeress' s cunt. Since the inflexible Agnes simply has got to marry, I' d like to buy her for the wedding night." I had repeated my intention to marry while we had been fucking, and my father had applauded me. But as he was accompanying me to Guac' s, where I was to have my ration of milk, that good father made the following observations:
" You are not the common sort of bride. What would slake almost anyone else' s thirst is but a drop of fuck to you. I have an idea. I think I can arrange to provide you a feast for the day after tomorrow. I' ll recruit a team of fuckers who' ll work you over until you' ve had enough. Let me see. I' ll begin the thing, then your uncle, the solicitor will come next, then your aunt' s brother and perhaps the neighborhood butcher. If I can find any stray buggers, they' ll sodomize you. We' ll say we are anxious to keep your maidenhead intact for the groom. ' Tis delightful to embugger a bride on her weddingday. They' ll all pay handsomely. I' ll consult Guac and we' ll make all the necessary preparations." We arrived before his door. Transported with gratitude, I embraced my father and urged him to try to follow me into the house without being seen, for I wanted him to see me drinking my milk. I went in and he crept after me. Guac, his face wreathed in smiles, strode towards me, unbuttoning his fly. He kissed my feet, legs, ass, cunt and bubs. I prodded his gullet with my tongue, and after that he entrusted his prick to my hands. I was busily stroking it in a lively manner when he said, " Wench, I' m a reasonable man. I don' t encunt you, but your father and uncle ought to fuck you on your wedding- day. I' ll have three fresh pricks ready for our first night together. One of them will be that which depucelated you. Ah, the idea of you being encunted by your father is sure to make me release a pint of fuck – beware, here it comes, open your mouth wide! Come, wench, it' s beginning to rise, get your lips around my prick… ah! ah! ah! The bugger fucks his daughter… your father is fucking you, slut… fucking you, whore… ah, that divine image makes me discharge… houah!"'
He nearly collapsed. During the obligatory interruption I went to bring my father from his hiding place. " Fuck me," I said, " for ' tis essential to my fiance' s happiness."
" Ah, goddess!" cried Guac, casting himself to his knees. " You commit incest for me, all for me?" He introduced the paternal device into me. " Jump, skip! Fling your ass hither and yon," he cried.
" I' m dis- dis- discharging," I stammered.
" Come to me, my true love, let me frig you." Guac whinnied with pleasure as he sensed the fuck rising in him. He stoppered my mouth the while my father fucked me, and at the same instant I swallowed fuck I received a quantity of it in my cunt and ejaculated my own. My father had fucked me four times and Guac had four times given me pap when there came a knock at the door. Guac answered it at once, while I hastily rinsed my mouth and cunt. It was my uncle.
" You arrive just at the night moment." said Guac, welcoming him. " We are trying to depucelate my fiancee and need your help." Further explanations were contributed by my father. Guac stretched me out on the fucking- couch and my uncle encunted me. He detonated six charges. Guac launched six more into my mouth. After that I was given a moment to catch my breath. Subsequently, it was decided that a dozen fuckers would entertain me, one after the other, on my wedding- day. I' d present my ass or my cunt as a target, whichever I chose. Guac would enjoy the exclusive privilege of my mouth. During the night he would have me fucked by three new pricks – these he would choose.