Tales of a Woman Who Lived Life to the Fullest

"I will remain quite quiet for a time, and you will see that your pain will diminish, and then you will like it."

I could not help myself, and sure enough, he was right.

Shortly, I felt no pain; slipping one hand down, he began to frigate my clitoris, and in a little time, finding by the involuntary movements of my loins that my passions were excited, he began to move very slightly and slowly.

I soon found a strange excitement seizing me, which increased to such a degree that I almost fainted when my nature gave down its divinest essence.

We have since repeated the new experience, but I quite agree with you in thinking that we must be well fucked first.

The Rolex is a master of his weapon, which, neither quite so long as you describe your husband's nor nearly so thick at the point, is very much so at the root and as stiff and hard as iron.

I assure you, the wild excess of passion he drives me into is indescribable.

You shall experience the delight of his fucking, for, with you and me, there must be no difficulty, diversion, or jealousy.

Nay, I shall try to seduce your husband with a view to covering our delinquencies.I would offer you mine, but, truly, he is not worth having for a woman who can find better, as my dear Layla so charmingly does.

We have managed matters so prudently that my husband has taken a great fancy to the Rolex, and he dines frequently at our house.We have often talked of you.I told him of your marriage and of the probability of your eventually settling in London.

I saw the sparkle in his eyes at the news, but he was silent as to your letter and adventures. It is better that we manage the affair between us when you are here.

So you see, after all, I have not come off so badly, although, I must say, tamely in comparison with the delicious adventures of my dear and charming Layla.

I think, when we meet, we shall be able to get up parties of the most delightful kind.

I even hope we may induce the Rolex to join you and Alexander in a partie carree; what fun and pleasure we should have, and then the delight of exchanging lovers at each bout.

Oh, the very idea has set me on fire; fortunately, I am expecting my lover at every moment.

I will close my letter with this lascivious picture, and in hopes of some day realizing it with my loved Layla, who is my most affectionate and attached friend,I shall ever remain.

Your dearest friendSophia Such were these two charming letters, and I may immediately mention now that the lascivious picture dear Sophia drew of a partie carrée—we four the actors—was afterwards realized to the utmost extent of every salacious enjoyment that the most experienced lubricity could suggest.

The Rolex and I often sandwiched them between us, which they declared to be the ne plus ultra of pleasure, while the upper operator gamahuched the unoccupied quim.

Nay, these giddy, delicious creatures were not satisfied until they induced us to alternate the joys of coexistence with each other, but that was rarely the case.

These enchanting women were so exquisitely seductive that, while we had them at our disposal, we sought no other source of delight.

But I am digressing and talking about events that occurred long after the period that I am most particularly describing.

The three weeks' absence of Mr. Kalson terminated, alas, far too soon; in fact, time flew so quick that it hardly appeared three days when a letter arrived announcing his return for the next day.

My heart was ready to burst, but I managed to make no show or mention when Mrs. Kalson told me the news at breakfast.

Mrs. Kalson observed that I turned pale, but no one else remarked anything.

We contrived to meet for a short time in the middle of the day, and she embraced me tenderly, with tears in her eyes and looking so loving that my passions became overexcited, and hers too.

Not withstanding the imprudence of the risk, we there and then had a most delightful and salacious fuck, and at night this charming woman allowed me full liberty to do anything I liked, and as often as nature would support us, we reveled in a sea of lubricity.

How often I cannot say, although my loved mistress declared that I had spent ten times, I am certain she did oftener than that, for she neither closed an eye nor ceased from the most loving embraces.

She exerted all the wonderful powers of seduction for which she was so distinguished. Never a mortal man could have passed a more intoxicating night of pleasure.

We heard movements in the house before we parted with mutual tears coursing down our cheeks.It was with difficulty that I tore myself from her; indeed, I could not have done so if she had not herself risen, and tenderly embracing me, she told me to have courage and hope, for, somehow or other, we should manage an occasional interview.

Particularly cautioning me to be perfectly on my guard when her husband came, she said it would be better if I kept out of the way until after the first interview was over, as it might be too much for me to see him embrace her.I did as she desired. No one noticed me in the confusion of his arrival.

Mamma had insisted upon my returning to my bed in her room, as she was sure Mr. Kalson would require the dressing room.

Mrs. Kalson, from policy, objected, saying that there was no occasion, that I had been so quiet she had never once been conscious of my being there, etc., but Mamma had her own way, and I really believe very much to the satisfaction of Mrs. Kalson herself; for I doubt, if Mr. Kalson had been aware of my close proximity, whether he would altogether have liked it.

Never the less, he so completely treated me as little more than a child that I am quite sure he had no suspicion of my having occupied his place so continuously during his absence.