“You were most fortunate of men-as if led into Mahomet's Paradise,” Marcia laughed.
“Indeed I was. Clarisse then said with a charming smile, 'Do you like me? And may I call you Max.' I told her I thought she was heavenly and that I should be honored beyond my desserts if she called me Max. She said then in a charming speech full of decorum and sweetness that, as I doubtless knew the rules, she trusted I would not take it amiss if she took the lead, but that under any circumstances she felt she could deny me nothing. She said that if I wished to take any special pleasure with her, she would do her very best to bring it about under the rules by which she had every right on me. I said, smiling, that I was like a beggar being led to a Lucullan feast and that what she desired would be my desire also. With this she blushed, kissed me passionately, and let me fold her in my arms and hold her to me a long time. Then, stepping away, she bade me take my robe off, which I at once did. She clapped her hands with joy, exclaiming, 'Oh, what good fortune I have to be the very first tonight. How strong you are! But I must not destroy all that strength, the others would be very angry with me.' She walked to a long deep couch, lay down, and summoned me almost imperiously, like a beautiful Roman matron might summon a slave on whom her desires had fallen. I came readily and stood watching her, admiring her.
“Then she murmured, 'I wish first to be stirred by you and to stir you too. Have you a rather good amount of control, Max dear?' I told her I believed I had, though I added at once, lest she think me a braggart and roue, that I was not promiscuous and had had but a few erotic adventures, certainly nothing like this. She said, “That is lovely for me to know, for you are fresh and it is almost as if I had you for the first time. Come then, Max darling, mount me, but in reverse. Do you know the lovely custom of what the French call soixante-neuf?' I said I did and without further ado gently mounted her, my head between her thighs and my loins proffered to her mouth and tongue.”
“Oh, darling-darling-how very exciting. How you must have been bursting by then,” broke out the lovely Marcia, and Max gulped with emotion at such a sage and wanton remark.
“I was, I confess it, my lovely one. Her arms went round my hips and her slim long soft fingers began to caress me as she murmured, 'I shan't try to be greedy or bring about pleasure too soon and you must make every effort to hold back yours. But do you on the contrary accord me all the kindnesses you wish, for Max, I am very amorous of you and very happy to be so lucky in the lottery of love.'
“And then with this, she took my penis in her soft rosy mouth, holding the head very lightly between her lips, and blowing on it with tiny gusts of breath. I felt a volcano fire infuriate my being and I had to summon up at one time all my self-control to distract myself. I plunged my tongue instantly deep beneath the golden tufts of her quim hair and at once found her clitoris and began to tickle it. She uttered a soft lowing cry of delight, 'Oh, you angel! To do what I like the best at once without being told! A paragon among lovers, darling, that's what you are. Oh what joy you give a woman. Do go on-do go on-there-am I making things too difficult for you with what I'm doing, darling?' I panted 'no' and resumed. She writhed and arched in the most captivating way and the sweet fragrance of her flesh and her perfume intoxicated me. With all my strength I held back my crisis, distracting myself more and more by the very rapid plunges in and out of my tongue till at last, with a cry of passion, she announced that her spasm was at hand. When it was over she begged me for a cigarette and after it had been smoked she murmured, 'Now I shall require that vitality you held back and I warn you I shan't spare you this time. Only you must lie down and I shall mount you. That way I am the mistress of ceremonies and you my submissive slave.' Helping her to rise and cupping her breasts while kissing and tonguing the nipples, I told her that I was hers with all my flesh and spirit and that she was so exciting that I should never forget this night's rendezvous. She blushed, smiled, and kissed me back and when I lay down mounted me, after first tickling my testicles and penis gently with her fingers to produce the maximum tension in my loins. Then, Marcia, she opened her quim with one hand, used her other to introduce my tool in her charming slit, and sank down very very slowly till she was fully impaled on my spear. She kissed me and began to tongue bathe me as slowly she jousted upon me until, her passions newly aroused, she began to speak in the most delightfully lascivious way, commanding me to thrust my finger into her bottom hole and work it to and fro like a penis, which I at once did. Ah do you blush for crushed modesty, sweet one? I warned you!”
The young woman's negligee was now almost off her body and she was in truth blushing, but she shook her head sighing and said, “Oh, no-no-it-it's not that. It's so delicious the way you tell it. I wish I were there now in your arms. But don't stop. Go on-go on-you must!”
He crushed out his cigarette and filled her champagne goblet from the bottle reposing in the ice bucket. They then clinked glasses; her eyes were very luminous and misty, her breath quick, her lips moist and ripe, as if tumescent, as if ready for the act of consummation.
“Do go on, sweet,” she prompted in a soft whisper that was throaty proof of her excitement.
He smiled, kissed her hand again, and then regarding the ceiling as if thereon he could photograph the past events with a movie camera, he continued, “I felt as if in a dream, Marcia, darling, recumbent like a Pasha being enticed by a beautiful naked blonde Circassian slave; but this reverie passed quickly. Clarisse was far too-shall we say-active for me to attain serenity. She kept murmuring, 'Oh darling, ohhhh, it's so nice, but don't tire yourself, lie very, very still, let me do all the work. Oooooh, sweetheart, how strong you are in me. Keep working your finger, don't stop that at all. Ohhhh, it is so very specially thrilling when you do that during it. I must keep you strong for the other girls though oh, how much I'd love to have you all to myself tonight. Mmmmmm, darling-is it nice for you?' And she punctuated this very lascivious yet uninhibited monologue with passionate quick kisses, pinching, and palpating of her hands, the while she twisted and weaved that lovely bottom of hers in the crevice of which my forefinger continued to plunge and friction. Then at last she uttered a cry and begged me to throw my arm round her, but to keep my other hand at this pleasant duty. With this, obeying her, I felt her body stiffen and a mighty tumult shook her. She sank her teeth into my shoulder, almost to the blood, and lay moaning, inert.”
“Ohhh, Max, darling-oh my darling, how you make it sound.” Marcia breathed quicker and leaning forward with a quick feline motion she slipped off the negligee, leaned back in her bra and panties, her hose with their rosettes, and pumps, half nude and superbly desirable in every way.
His eyes dilated with desire at that vision, but she quickly whispered in a purring, teasing voice, “Now that's not an invitation. I'm just warm after all that rich food and champagne, so go right ahead! Did that end your interview with the lovely blonde, dear?”
“Oh, no, she felt she owed me a restoration of my powers, as she piquantly put it. And when she'd risen from me, glowing and looking adorably flushed, she kissed my penis and then my mouth and begged me to excuse her just a moment while she repaired to the adjoining bathroom to freshen up. From the male point of view, it was intensely satisfactory because she had whispered at the first moment of taking possession of me that no precautions were needed as she'd taken them beforehand, adding that she knew this would give the male more pleasure.”