_“Eh! bien, nous acceptons.”_
“Come to us, for I am half undressed,” cried the gentleman.
We rose and went in unto them, even in a biblical sense. My slight peep
had given me an idea of two handsome persons, but a full view proved
them to be eminently so. He was still up to the hilt from behind. She
lifted her head to look at us on entering, but left her splendid arse
exposed, and did not for the moment alter her position. We handled and
pressed it. The gentleman feeling my wife’s arse cried out to his
dearie—
“Here’s an arse equal to yours.”
Meanwhile, as I stood by her side feeling hers, she slipped her hand
into my flap, and in answer to his exclamation, said—
“There’s a prick bigger than yours. Oh, I see we shall all be
delighted.”
She rose and pulled out my standing prick to show it to her husband, for
like us they turned out to be a most salacious couple of married people.
My wife laid hold of the husband’s prick, and declared it to be a very
fine one, and a delicious variety which was always charming.
I proposed, as the room and couch could only accommodate one couple,
that I should take his wife into our room, and leave mine with him, and
as the two couches were close to the partition between, we could excite
each other by our mutual sighs and bawdy exclamations. This was at once
agreed to.
We all of us stripped to the buff; my new companion was magnificently
made—very much of my aunt’s figure, with a splendid arse, although not
so enormously developed as dear aunt’s. Her cunt was delicious, a grand
mons Veneris, sweetly haired with silky curls; her pouting cunt had the
true odour, and was very tight, and her pressures and action left
nothing to desire.
I gamahuched her first—her clitoris was well-defined and stiff. Her
bubbies were superb, and stood firmly apart, face charming with lovely
and lovable blue eyes, full of the sparkle of lust; lips red and moist,
inviting a tongue.
We indulged in delicious preliminaries; she had a good look at my prick,
declared she had thought her husband’s could not be beaten, but admitted
mine was longer and larger. She sucked its head. Then lying back on the
couch she begged me to mount on her belly, as she liked to commence in
that pose. I mounted upon her, got my prick gradually up to the crushing
of the two hairs, and then alternately tongueing her sweet mouth or
sucking a nipple of her lovely bosom, ran a most delicious course,
making her spend thrice to my once.
Our other equally occupied couple had evidently got a course ahead of
us, and were changing into the position in which we had first fucked our
wives.
We, too, followed in the same attitude, and really the fine arse of my
_fouteuse_, her naturally small waist, seen to perfection in this
position, and her noble shoulders beyond could hardly be excelled, and
were most inviting and inciting. I plunged with one fierce thrust up her
reeking cunt, and by the very violence of my attack made her spend on
finding it up to the cods, giving me at the same time a cunt pressure
almost equal to my loved wife’s.
She was so delightful a fucker that I fucked her thrice more before
drawing out of that exquisite receptacle.
On comparing notes afterwards I learnt that my wife’s fucker had just
done as much, and though not so cunt-satisfying a prick as mine, the
variety and novelty gave it an extra charm that more than made up for
any diminution of size.
We were thus all mutually delighted with our change of partners. An
acquaintance begun so delightfully led to a warm friendship and a
constant interchange of these most agreeable refinements, including
every variety of the gamahuche and _la double jouissance_ to all
parties.
We all went together to witness some rear-operations between two men,
for which the old bawd’s house, No. 60, rue de Rivoli, was quietly known
to be the rendezvous. I made a first visit alone to see if it would be
worth our while; had an interview with the old bawd, a bold masculine
woman of a certain age, who must have been very desirable in her younger
years, for even now many who frequented her house finished off in her
fully developed charms. Her habit being, as I was told, to come in to
the man after one of the girls had left him to purify herself, and
herself to lave his prick from mere love and excitement of handling a
prick, and from long practice she had an art of doing it in a way to
raise another perpendicular, which led to its being allayed in the
full-blown charms of the bawd herself.
I was shown into her sanctum, and there I told her that I knew she could
arrange an exhibition of sodomy. I said that I only wanted to see the
operation, as it appeared to me impossible, and I should like the two
fellows to be well hung and good looking, if such she could procure.
“I have the very thing for you under my hand if you care to wait a
quarter of an hour.”
As that exactly suited my purpose I said I would.
She rose, rang the bell, and when a tap came to the door, went out and
gave some orders. When she came back she said to me, “I have some very
fine girls, all entirely without prejudices, would you like to have one
up? I have them of all ages, from twelve to twenty-five; and also one or
two handsome boys to have in company with them, to excite the slower
powers of elderly men or those who like such additions.”
I thanked her, but told her my only object at present was to see an
actual scene of sodomy. So to occupy me she opened a small cupboard, and
took out some bawdy books, admirably illustrated. The examination of
these was exciting; her experienced eye detected the effect in the
distention of my trousers, the extent of which seemed so to astonish her
that she laid her hand upon it, gave an exclamation of surprise at its
size, and said she must see so noble a prick, unbuttoned my trousers,
and pulled it out. She handled it charmingly and looked so lewd that I
don’t know what might have happened, for I had already slipped a hand up
to an enormous big and hard arse, when a tap came to the door, and a
voice announced simply that all was ready. This at once recalled me to
myself, although the bawd would willingly have made me before adjourning
to the other room.
She said, “What a pity not to let me have this magnificent prick into
me. I wish the fellows had not come so soon, I am certain I could have
got it if we had not been interrupted, and I can tell you you would have
found me as good a fuck yet as the finest young woman you could meet
with.”
I laughed, and to quiet her, said, “We may have that another time, for
you are a very fine and desirable woman.” With this placebo she rose and
accompanied me to the room where the two men awaited us. They were two
tall, good-looking young men, evidently _garçons de cafés_, a class much
addicted to this letch, and acting as paid minions to those wanting
them.
They naturally concluded that such was my object. They were already
stript, and both their very fair pricks were nearly at full stand. They
each turned themselves round, and asked which arse I wished to operate
on, and which prick was to operate upon me.
The old bawd, whose interest it was to induce me to have them, handled
their pricks with great gusto, and pointed out the firmness and
attractiveness of their arses, bid me feel how hard they were, as well
as the stiffness of their pricks and the rough crispness of their
ballocks.
I felt them, and would gladly have had them both, but I knew they had an
infamous habit of _chantage_, that is of denouncing to their gang
well-to-do men who were got within their meshes, and go where he would
in Europe he was sure to be waited on and money screwed out of him by
threatening to denounce his practices; so shaking my head and refusing
to let the old bawd pull out my prick, which might then have become too
unruly, I firmly told her she knew I only came there to see what the
operation was like, and had no idea of having my own person handled by
them.
A mutual glance of disappointment was exchanged between the bawd and
them, but they put themselves at my disposal, and asked which was to be
the recipient and which the operator. I pointed out the largest prick as
the operator. They drew a sofa into the best light, and one knelt on it,
presenting a very tempting arsehole to his fellow minion; after
moistening it and spitting on it, the old bawd, with apparent relish,
guided the prick of the other to the aperture, and it glided with all
ease into the well-accustomed receptacle.
I was seated by their side with my eyes on a level and close to the
point of junction. A very exciting scene, for he went up to his cods,
and fucked right earnestly while the recipient wriggled his arse to
perfection, and seemed really to enjoy it. They spent with cries of joy
in great delight, it excited me very much, and the observant old bawd
could see my prick bounding within the confinement of my trousers.
Hoping to overcome my reluctance to take part in the programme, she
stimulated them to change places, and the recipient became the operator,
and the other the recipient. I was awfully lewd, but resisted even that;
after they had done I gave them a Napoleon apiece in excess of the price
paid to the bawd, and left them to dress, and retired with the bawd to
make other arrangements.
On shutting the door and entering the corridor I perceived at once some
doors opening upon small rooms adjoining the operating room, I guessed
their destination; on attempting to open one the bawd seized my arm in
great alarm, and said—
“You must not go there.”