The Passion of Mademoiselle S. (20 page)

FRIDAY EVENING

My tender love,

Your
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has come and soothed all my fears. Although very short, it was enough to see happiness blossom once more in the ardent bosom of your half-crazed mistress who is so quick to despair. And this evening I am sitting at my little writing desk perusing the hasty sketch of your triumphant cock. He is here before my eyes as I write these words, and he almost seems to be coming to life.

Yes, my tender sweetheart, that is how I like to see that bold and beautiful prick, and I wish I could take all of it into my mouth, suck on it expertly, trailing my agile tongue over its smooth warm skin, and feeling its bitter come, which I so love deep in my throat. Yes, I remember: the deserted street, the two of us, all alone. Quickly, give me your cock, Charles darling, it's already hard. A dab of my tongue was all it took and there, out in the street, with horrifying audacity, we risked that ultimate exploit. I sucked you. Ah, nothing can stop us, my loved one, nothing. Don't you pleasure yourself almost every evening while I describe a thousand wild excesses for you, to fuel your ardor? You can hardly be surprised then, my treasure, that I should complain about this fast you are imposing on me, for you must surely suspect that, being so close to you and touching you with my tongue and hands, I can barely go on living. Just think, three interminable weeks have passed since last we were together. A three-week trip to Bandol, and I want you, I want you so much I could scream, so furious and acute is my desire for every inch of your body, every ounce of your flesh. Yes, my treasure, I want you quite naked in my arms, I want the soft caress of your skin stroking against mine. My powerful thighs imprison yours, and I can feel your cock against my stomach, stiffening with helpless longing. There, look, I'm giving you my cunt as a haven, your beautiful much loved cock. Drive your proud head into that soft inviting nest. Each thrust of my hips forces you deeper inside. There, there, again, again. Ah, how adorable and unimaginable it is coming like that. Yes, fuck me, screw me, you darling bastard, I cannot wait a moment longer. Oh, darling, when can we go back to our discreet room, which has witnessed our most magnificent battles? I shall be as filthy as you like, my loved one. I want you to spend the most incredible moments in my arms. Will you want to thrust that beautiful ramrod up me? I am sure you remember it, my treasure. I was being buggered and fucked at the same time, and through the thin wall of my cunt you rubbed your prick against the “other man,” and you were happy, my love. I cannot wait to see my Lottie's glorious ass, and her little brown hole ready to submit to a vigorous male's staggering assaults. Don't forget, my darling, I want to be the one who guides this long-dreamed-of prick toward your ass with my hands. In the meantime, you know I have a spectacular toy between my thighs to prepare the way. But my mouth and tongue alone will be up to the task, for I so crave that adorable little brown hole that I feel sure I would happily do without the “stand-in.” Oh, darling, the day you are finally free and call me to you, you will surrender your body to a more frenzied mistress than ever. Oh, darling, I can bear it no longer. I want you desperately. Yes, it feels as if you have gone a long way away and will soon be back. Remember our lovemaking when you return from your travels, darling treasure. How furiously we give ourselves to each other! I have faith in you, my loved one. Forgive me if I doubted your tender feelings, but also remember you have not schooled me to cope with such a long wait except when you are traveling. Did I have a right to panic, my sweet darling? So then, I shall wait. I shall master my impatience, but when you are in my arms again, oh, darling, what new follies we shall commit! I really am quite a bitch, wouldn't you say? We shall go back out into the deserted street if you still cannot come to me this week. I adore you, treasure, and I am waiting for you more lovingly than ever.

I am nestling in your arms with my head in the crook of your shoulder and my thighs over your stomach, and I am slowly kissing your mouth and your eyes, which I adore.

Till Monday evening, darling.

Simone

My dearly loved darling,

True to my promise, before going to bed I have come to write this letter you are expecting, this letter that you did not find when you reached Narbonne and that was the cause of the horrors that almost happened to us.

My loved one, I am profoundly happy to have been reunited with you. Yesterday I thought it was all over. Forgive me once again, oh, my dear darling.

You know very well I love you more than anything in the world. I am yours from the very depths of my being and of my heart, and when I think of all our embraces, I can feel myself dying just as I die beneath your kisses. Ah, how wonderfully well you took me, my love, and how wonderfully well you have learned to keep hold of me, for I have not stopped loving you for a moment from the first day. In a few days' time, we shall have reached our second anniversary, my beloved. Cast an eye back and see how high we have climbed. Remember our first quick shy fondling and think of how we spend our time together now. More important, think of the times we shall have in the future when we are both freed of the chains that bind us and can escape for a whole night to the wonderful paradise conjured and exhorted by our longing.

Yes, Charles, the time will soon come when you can at last experience the ultimate sensual pleasure. First of all, if you want it, we shall have the prelude to this debauchery here, in my house. The big bed will play host to three bodies, three naked forms in the shaded light, affording glimpses of thighs and arms and heads, a great accumulation of warm pink flesh, and your voluptuous moans will soar through the darkness. You will watch your mistress, your big dirty bitch, sucking wildly at her young, dark-pelted girlfriend. She will hold her mysterious little button between her lips and feel it swell to her kiss, while her agile hands wander over the girl's quivering body. Watch her, just watch that young virgin climax to her mistress's kisses…see how her stomach shudders, see how her breasts swell…She gasps and cries as these expert ministrations make her swoon…You can hold out no longer, you push her aside violently and now it is your turn to suck your mistress. Your cock is hard and full of come, so tempting for my mouth…Come here, I want you to swoon to my kisses too. Give me that big prick…Ah! There, there, feel my tongue running the full length of its smooth, warm skin…My tongue goes up, and up again…toward the head, then back down all the way to the balls…yes, you want to offload in my mouth, you dirty boy, I can tell…You can bear it no longer…Go on, push it right down my throat, give all of it to me, all of it down to the last drop. Then, to rekindle your desire, I ask my girlfriend to frig me and suck me in front of you. Our bodies adopt the most brazen positions. Now you see her ass, now mine and you have a furious erection again. So, while she pleasures herself, you and I make love in front of her, and you fuck me, my love, you make me come till I beg for mercy.

A bedroom there; together we have chosen a fine young boy with a generous body, a beautiful cock, and a beautiful ass. You are lying naked on the bed and your lover is ready to satisfy you. He lies down beside you and soon his hand is tugging your cock, but his is not hardening fast enough for my liking. Here, let me help him; I take his member in my mouth while he masturbates you. Watch your mistress down between his legs. She is kneeling and you can reach out a hand and stroke her big ass, but his shaft is perfectly stiff now…Come on, Lottie, kneel by the side of the bed. Your hole is already half open, so tormented are you with longing. A thrust of your lover's hips, and you gasp, touched to your very depths. His big balls bash against your ass while his cock plunges into your hole. My Charles, you are being buggered by a real cock, and you will soon feel his warm come drenching you. To heighten your pleasure, I take your cock between my lips, and you come in my mouth like the beautiful bitch that you are. Meanwhile, I frig myself vigorously, drunk on the sight of this tableau, and the three of us roll around pell-mell, smothered in come and exhausted by our shared climax.

Is that really what you want, my love? Is that the last sensation I must give you? Oh, how happy I shall be that day, my Lottie…

Tell me you want to continue our dream together just as much as I do. Tell me you still need to feel my body on yours. But also tell me that you still love me, despite the passing time, despite our little disagreements, in spite of everything!

As for me, Charles, I adore you. You know I shall never turn away. You do not always understand me, and this sometimes hurts me. Do let's stop tearing each other apart, my love, it is too painful. Let's love each other as we did before, let's love each other with the fire we once had, and if we can, let's add more wonderfully passionate and depraved moments to our memories. We should go together to find the beautiful bastard who will fulfill all our last desires, would you like that, Lottie?

You will receive this letter tomorrow just as you wanted. It is very late, I shall stop writing. I too should like to have a few pages from you in reply to this letter, to draw the last pictures hovering around my happiness. Will you do that, darling? You know how I love your letters; they are so rare, they have become so rare. Make me happy, darling treasure, make a little effort and on Friday I shall have a delicious letter that will make my button swell helplessly.

Goodbye, my dear darling treasure, I shall go to sleep thinking of you. I love you with all my soul, do you know that, my Charles? And I want to keep you forever and ever.

Write soon to tell me you love me too.

Pressing myself against you, treasure. I adore you.

Your Simone

FRIDAY, GONE MIDNIGHT

My great love,

True to the promise I made yesterday, I am sending the letter you requested. And yet what can I tell you that you have not already known for a long time, my beloved? Did my last letter not describe once again all our most ardent, our most secret desires, and do you not now know all the follies we shall soon commit?

You want me yet again to give you a long-distance erection, my beautiful filthy darling, and you will most likely be alone when you read these words at your office, sitting with your thighs spread and your cock in your hand. I can picture the scene as I write, and I wish I were there now to watch it first-hand.

Whatever will it be like then, my love, when you watch me take my little girlfriend in my arms and we ride each other on the bed in a fiery embrace? Whatever will it be like when I suck a gorgeous big prick in front of your eyes?

Yes, my darling love, we shall commit a thousand follies when we have one or two beautiful accomplices. I shall invent obscure pleasures to make every ounce of you quiver. When the two of you are really good and hard, I shall rub your two pricks together. I shall bring your two bulging pink heads together. It must be an exquisite sensation, touching another man's cock with your cock. Don't you think, darling beloved? If I only could, I should like my mouth to be big enough to suck you both at the same time, but what I want to see is you and your “lover” sucking each other's cocks in an impressive “69.”
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Meanwhile, the two of us, the other two players, will be usefully occupied, for we shall be doing the same, and the four of us shall then form two intermingled couples in a scene of indescribable debauchery. If you do not have faith in this man's ability to suck you, then I shall do it and he, meanwhile, can bugger you with all his might, right up to his balls. Last time we met I gave you a foretaste of that rare coupling, and you seemed to find it deliciously pleasurable. We shall do it again sometime soon if you would like, my love. Then you will be able to wait more patiently for the great day itself.

You know I am prepared to try every adventure with you, whatever it might be. No action, no idea to please you would meet with my resistance, for what I want above anything else is for you to have such powerful experiences in my arms that you would not think of leaving me to seek them elsewhere. I show no hesitation in throwing you between the thighs of a handsome man, but, oh, what if you prefer him to me? I know the pleasure you will have, my love, when you feel that wonderfully hard rod of flesh up your ass, delving every angle of your most secret folds. You will feel that huge head slowly stroking the furthest walls of your insides, for the sensation is so powerful it is as if you are being probed right inside your stomach. It is hallucinatory and exquisite. It is maddeningly arousing and wonderful, and you yourself can have only a meager notion of the pleasure afforded by a cock offloading in your ass. At this very moment, that cock is swelling and swelling, and you can feel that warm stream showering over you. Oh, I run every risk of losing you by giving you this passionate experience, for will you make do with the feeble means at my disposal once you have come like that? This will be the greatest proof of love I have ever given you, for with it I risk all my happiness.

For it is this that you are asking me to show you, my little Lottie, am I right? You will be satisfied, I know you will, unless you back down at the last moment. But no, you are a gorgeous filthy bastard and all your dreams are filled with pricks and balls. When you are in my arms, you think of this lover, the lover I must give you, and you thrill in anticipation with barely contained desire.

If you want, we shall spend many a wonderful hour together this summer. We can have a few moments together every evening before having to part, or you could come and join me in my “bachelor flat.” We can spend an hour together, making love at our leisure and committing a thousand follies. Would you like that, my beloved? I shall invite my little girlfriend and the three of us can perform every possible filthy exploit. If we manage to find a “bastard,” we can invite him too.

My love, we are bound by our all-powerful debauchery, which chains us to each other, to bring us endless happiness. Can you even imagine lovemaking now without all these exalted but perverse ministrations? Can you imagine loving a quiet, prudish mistress? I for one could not make love with another lover but you; the very thought of belonging to another man makes me smile. You once told me: “It's not as if you don't want to.” Don't go thinking that, darling Lottie, for I love you alone, you can be sure of that. If others hope to charm me, do they have your beautiful bottomless eyes, or your hot tender lips, which are so good at kissing my mouth? More particularly, do they have that wonderful body, or that warm silky skin on which I like to rest my cheek? And that beautiful, big hard cock that works such wonders between my thighs?

My darling little treasure, my little god, how I love you and how happy I am! I hope I shall prove it to you soon, for I want you very much, my beloved. And what about you? Do you not want to fondle my body? Do you not want to press your ardent kisses onto this ass you once adored? Think of all the fantastical ecstasies you owe to that lovely big firm white backside, but how you abandon it now! You want my mouth, only my mouth, to give you an erection, to make you come, to suck you, you big filthy darling.

No point telling you I am now going to bed and, oh, how terribly all these excesses have aroused me! I shall lie down naked on the fur cover on my bed and, thighs spread and stomach taut, I shall frig myself vigorously while I think of everything you would do to me if you were beside me.

Goodbye, my dear love. I hope you will receive this letter on Monday. Telephone me soon to tell me whether you like it and whether you have time. Write me a long reply on Tuesday.

Till Monday, darling treasure. I adore you.

Your Simone