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replied the young wife, kissing and taking all sorts of loving liberties with her friend, as they assisted each other to divest themselves of their clothing, till both were perfectly naked.
âThe sight drove Monsieur St. Roque almost beside himself, when he found that Celestine was a confirmed young tribade, but restraining himself, he witnessed all their salacious and indelicate games, sucking, kissing, and toying till with a positive groan of horror, he beheld them in the last listless state of prostration which succeeds for a short time the attainment of forbidden joys.
âIt was only by putting the greatest possible restraint upon himself that he was able to rest till night should disclose what his wife had promised to ask of him.
âThey had retired to bed, and his wanton little wife was more loving than ever, so much so that she almost drove from his mind the disagreeable incidents of the morning, the denouement of which he had been so anxiously awaiting, and he was just about to mount upon the throne of love when she exclaimed, with aslight laugh at his impetuosity, âAh, no, no, not yet love, you must promise me something first.â
âYou know I will refuse you nothing, Celestine, that is proper for my wife to have,â he replied.
âBut it is not exactly proper, sir, although very nice, especially for you; you canât refuse me, or I wonât kiss your affair in the way you are so fond of having me do. Make up your mind at once, or I will take away my hand and turn my back; do you promise or not, whatever it may be it wonât hurt you, but only add to our pleasure?â
âHe consented, and breathlessly awaited her explanation, which was, that Sapho and herself, when at the convent, had been taught by one of the nuns all the ways of procuring pleasure for each other, and that afterwards being bedfellows, made them so fond of each other that they bound themselves by a most fearful oath, that neither of them should enjoy a sensual pleasure without the full participation of her friend, in fact the first one who got married was to share her husband with the other, and if both had husbands they would exchange, or have them altogether in the same room.
ââAnd, now darling, let me run and fetch Sapho, she is dying for you to have her, then we will both kiss you in every possible way, and always have our love together, wonât it be delicious?â saying which she sprang from the bed and left the room.
âImagine the husbandâs horror at finding his wife such a filthy-minded debauched creature, all faith in her purity gone, and himself wretched, dishonoured, disgraced, how could he live?
âWhen Celestine returned with Sapho she found Monsieur St. Roque gone, so they amused themselves in the best way they could, expecting him to surprise them every moment, till at last, after about an hour, a loud report of firearms startled them from their lascivious frolics.
âThe noble husband had blown out his brains, but not before leaving a letter to his banker, which fully explained his reasons for so doing.â
âWhat do you think of that story, Sophy, I donât think my husband would shoot himself if I asked him to have you, and what would you say?â asked Ada of the chambermaid, as her rude touches fairly made the girl shiver with sensuous delight.
âFor shame, maâam, you would kill me, and besides if he could but see us now, it would disgust him,â was the blushing answer.
âNot so long as you donât encourage him to make love on the sly; the only thing to disgust him is a mock modest girl who wants a bit of cock, and pretends not to. I must run to the w.c. dearie, in the next room, so please get my clean things out of that closet by the time I come back,â and Ada ran out laughing.
Now was the moment, and I was as naked as the first day I was born, excepting of course, a little hair on my prick, as I had let
âThe sight drove Monsieur St. Roque almost beside himself, when he found that Celestine was a confirmed young tribade, but restraining himself, he witnessed all their salacious and indelicate games, sucking, kissing, and toying till with a positive groan of horror, he beheld them in the last listless state of prostration which succeeds for a short time the attainment of forbidden joys.
âIt was only by putting the greatest possible restraint upon himself that he was able to rest till night should disclose what his wife had promised to ask of him.
âThey had retired to bed, and his wanton little wife was more loving than ever, so much so that she almost drove from his mind the disagreeable incidents of the morning, the denouement of which he had been so anxiously awaiting, and he was just about to mount upon the throne of love when she exclaimed, with aslight laugh at his impetuosity, âAh, no, no, not yet love, you must promise me something first.â
âYou know I will refuse you nothing, Celestine, that is proper for my wife to have,â he replied.
âBut it is not exactly proper, sir, although very nice, especially for you; you canât refuse me, or I wonât kiss your affair in the way you are so fond of having me do. Make up your mind at once, or I will take away my hand and turn my back; do you promise or not, whatever it may be it wonât hurt you, but only add to our pleasure?â
âHe consented, and breathlessly awaited her explanation, which was, that Sapho and herself, when at the convent, had been taught by one of the nuns all the ways of procuring pleasure for each other, and that afterwards being bedfellows, made them so fond of each other that they bound themselves by a most fearful oath, that neither of them should enjoy a sensual pleasure without the full participation of her friend, in fact the first one who got married was to share her husband with the other, and if both had husbands they would exchange, or have them altogether in the same room.
ââAnd, now darling, let me run and fetch Sapho, she is dying for you to have her, then we will both kiss you in every possible way, and always have our love together, wonât it be delicious?â saying which she sprang from the bed and left the room.
âImagine the husbandâs horror at finding his wife such a filthy-minded debauched creature, all faith in her purity gone, and himself wretched, dishonoured, disgraced, how could he live?
âWhen Celestine returned with Sapho she found Monsieur St. Roque gone, so they amused themselves in the best way they could, expecting him to surprise them every moment, till at last, after about an hour, a loud report of firearms startled them from their lascivious frolics.
âThe noble husband had blown out his brains, but not before leaving a letter to his banker, which fully explained his reasons for so doing.â
âWhat do you think of that story, Sophy, I donât think my husband would shoot himself if I asked him to have you, and what would you say?â asked Ada of the chambermaid, as her rude touches fairly made the girl shiver with sensuous delight.
âFor shame, maâam, you would kill me, and besides if he could but see us now, it would disgust him,â was the blushing answer.
âNot so long as you donât encourage him to make love on the sly; the only thing to disgust him is a mock modest girl who wants a bit of cock, and pretends not to. I must run to the w.c. dearie, in the next room, so please get my clean things out of that closet by the time I come back,â and Ada ran out laughing.
Now was the moment, and I was as naked as the first day I was born, excepting of course, a little hair on my prick, as I had let
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