The Passion of Mademoiselle S. (16 page)

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Here, Simone evokes the two “aids.”

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It is unlikely that Simone is keen to have a threesome of any kind. Her main objective is to avoid at any cost seeing Charles with another woman; she is even jealous of women who happen to be traveling in the same train carriage as him! But she knows that keeping Charles means continuing to provide more unexpected pleasures. This is why she tries to persuade him to include a man in their adventures, a proposal she suspects Charles will never take up.

FRIDAY, THREE O'CLOCK

Darling love,

One day follows another but alas they are so different. This time yesterday we were together in our blissfully private little nest, making love to each other passionately. All the follies we committed have left me with the voluptuous aches and cramps that follow lovemaking, and my exhaustion is very dear to me, for it sustains the memory of your ardent kisses.

Today I only glimpsed you in passing but that brief moment was enough to last me a whole day. And I am still thinking of you, of us, with the same ardor, and the same tenderness.

My dear darling, do you realize everything you gave me yesterday? Do you know you satisfied my wildest desires more fully than ever, and I left your arms drained, spent, empty, with both my head and my heart aching from the full force of your embraces? My dear love, how could you think I might forget you with such exploits? How could you think I might tear myself away from your arms to look elsewhere for delusory caresses that could never match yours? So long as you love me, my dear darling, I shall love you and I shall have no greater happiness than continuing to be your faithful and passionate mistress, do please believe me. It is up to you alone to keep me forever. Darling, do you want to love me as I love you? Do you want us to prolong the delicious dream we have been enjoying for almost sixteen months? Every day brings us closer, my dear loved one, and our desire for each other is just as violent as it was in the first month of our affair. In you I have found the most entrancing of mistresses and the most loving of men. You play both roles with peerless mastery and, whether you are a man or a woman, the sublime sensations I have in your arms bind me to you more violently with every embrace.

Yesterday you made me believe you were an adorable little woman, do you know that? Yes, perhaps you don't realize, you truly were my little Lottie. I muttered that name passionately in the ardent moments when you made me climax, and that is the best proof that you have succeeded in being as lifelike as possible, if I can forget your original sex and believe I am in the arms of a passionate mistress.

You were my little woman. Yes, I am going back over the scene in minute detail. First you sucked my cunt with astonishing ardor. With your head between my thighs, you squeezed my tingling button between your lips and I sucked your balls and stroked your firm rump and the supple small of your back, and I climaxed wildly to your devastating touch.

You soon took me in your arms and drove a spectacular member into me. You leaned over me, affording the sight of your adorable little breasts, pointing their pink nipples toward my mouth. I reached out a hand to them lovingly and they quite filled it, and my fingers fondled these enchanting toys that I adore. I knew so little about those dear small breasts, but yesterday I came to know them and the illusion was quite complete. It was no longer Charles who was kissing me passionately but Lottie, my divine little Lottie who had equipped her virgin hips with an impressive dildo to please me, and she drove it boldly into my cunt. My dear love, I have lost count of how many times you made me come. You went beyond my expectations and surpassed yourself. Showing extraordinary skill that I had not suspected in you, you managed to make me accept your cock in my cunt for many a long minute, and I who was once indifferent to this banal coupling, I who forbade it from the first day of our romance, can no longer survive without it.

You brought me to a devastating climax, my loved one, and now I cannot stop thinking of that complete union of our beings that makes me so intensely happy.

You see, darling, we shall soon need the wonderful toy we dream of having. Given that my suggestion does not appeal to you, given that you do not want me to find a handsome, well-hung lover for you, I want you to use me to create the illusion for you. For almost a year now I have managed to bugger you every time we have been together, but I know how far from real the sensations I give you are. And that upsets me terribly, for I should really like to be the wonderful, tireless male lover whose memory would dog your thoughts day and night.

My dear love, have you thought what my embraces would be like if I had an impressive member strapped around my middle and a magnificent pair of balls between my legs? It would be easy for me to change sex, and then I could lie down on the bed and offer you my stiff cock, which you could take into your avid mouth while you stroked my beautiful balls.

Once you are truly aroused by these ministrations, I would lovingly straddle your body and wrap my strong arms around you, I would bugger you with my big dick, plying it into you up to the balls. And you are most likely aware that these devices can create the even more extraordinary illusion of sperm being discharged. A bit of warm water is all it takes to replace that sublime liquor that I should like to see flowing freely between your buttocks.

I can already imagine the astonishing positions we shall adopt. And I am sure you will then be mine forever, for I shall no longer be afraid of anyone. You will be left drained by my spirited attentions manifested in still more audacious ministrations than I give you now. I adore you, you know that, and I want to give you maximum pleasure so that it never even occurs to you to leave me. Who could take possession of your ardent flesh better than me, my Lottie, tell me that? If you want, you can give me the means to take it still more fully, and then you will see what a wonderful man I can become for you.

I shall leave you to think about this idea and someday soon you yourself will probably strap a monstrous prick around my middle so that it can drive all the way into your intimate flesh, which I do so adore, just as yours did into me yesterday.

I know you like being buggered, I know this more fully than you do yourself, for no one can feel as I do the way your flesh contracts around my tongue. And I know with a dildo like that you would have the hallucinatory sensations afforded by a beautiful male cock voluptuously discharging into your ass.

And I too could satisfy my passion by fucking myself ardently without fear of tiring you with successive couplings.

I want no other mistress and you want no other man. My darling, we love each other enough to use all the means at our disposal to achieve whatever excesses these third parties might do for us, don't you think?

Yes, together we shall act out scenes of debauchery, perhaps this winter. Our depravity is becoming all-consuming, I can feel it. We shall never escape its clutches. But surely that depravity is the only reason our union is so lasting? Without it, we would have wearied of the usual ministrations, thanks to it we are bound to each other and nothing could separate us but a mutual loss of interest. But we are finding more pleasure than ever together, and only yesterday I realized that everything is still just as ardent as at the start of our romance.

But I want you to belong to me even more fully, my darling love. I want to take you relentlessly, and I shall work at that with the full force of my tenderness, which is boundless.

Yes, starting on Monday, we can see each other every evening and that makes me very happy, for I could not go on any longer apart from you, my tender darling. I should like to thank you from the bottom of my heart for thinking of escorting me home every evening, for I was sad to think we might not be able to spend just a few, alas very brief, moments alone together.

There, my loved one, this is a very long letter. Shall I have a reply on Monday evening? I shall telephone on Monday morning when I arrive at the office. I adore you and send you passionate kisses, my entrancing little Lottie.

Simone

WEDNESDAY, FIVE O'CLOCK

My dear beloved,

You must be arriving in Nice as I write, after a good journey, I hope.

Meanwhile, I am alone, desperately alone under rainy skies that are chilling my poor heart! I was already feeling very sad, and this morning I carried out a painful duty. I went to the graveyard with a friend of mine (you know, the “woman with the turban”). The man she has been with for ten years has died. She had to wait till the “other woman” (because alas there is also an “other woman”) had left the graveside before she could say her final farewell! What a dismal task it was, giving my poor friend support. And what a painful situation is ours, the mistresses who live in the margins of your lives, when you are the ones we adore! I am not very cheerful, my dear beloved, as you can see. But how could I be when I feel such pain, such pain inside?

My little one, my darling whom I love, why did you leave me, even if only for a week? You obviously don't know the emptiness you leave behind. And yet you do know, for I never stop telling you I love you! Especially as yesterday we were together. Once more the door closed behind us, and we gave ourselves to each other with the same insatiable desire. Yesterday I held your adorable body in my arms! Do you remember, my dear treasure? You read my letter avidly, with your cock already rearing with ardent longing. My mouth sucked at it lovingly and my swift, deft tongue ran from your balls to its red head. I dotted kisses all along your member. And you had a formidable erection. Then, turning to your ass, I had the audacity to push the tip of my big pink nipple into it! I pleasured you with that little button. I think it even went a little way inside! My tongue also probed your thrilling flesh and you were already climaxing.

I have relived our heavenly embraces in my dreams and I saw your dick imprisoned between my breasts again. I made a necklace of warm flesh for him, and you rubbed back and forth between my breasts while I pushed them together, then a jet of sperm drenched me and I spread it all over my breasts, much to your delight!

Tell me soon how you felt about this new way of finding pleasure, my dear beloved. Did you savor it fully? Tell me, was it “dirty” enough watching that pink head emerging from my opulent globes? And when your come squirted out, oh the glow of debauchery in your swooning eyes! Which coupling do you like best, tell me? You know plenty now! You have come right down my throat, you have offloaded in my big ass, you have tugged yourself off before my eyes and you have drenched my body with your come. Lastly, yesterday, you inaugurated this new method that, I think, did not displease you! Which will you choose next time? Tell me soon, my dear treasure!

Another appalling week to get through far from you, far from your arms! I am so sad at the thought of heading off alone every evening without you by my side! I have grown so accustomed to our daily ritual that I have no idea how to organize my life if I don't see you! This evening I shall rush home early for I have the most terrible chagrin to overcome. I shall slink off to a quiet corner of the house and reread your last two letters, while I wait to receive more!

My dear love, don't abandon me, don't leave me. If you knew just how utterly I am yours you would understand my isolation. You are everything to me. Apart from you, I have nothing to love like that. Swear to me that you still love me just as much, tell me, my dear treasure!

I was happy you allowed me to come and see you yesterday evening, even though I was sad to watch you leave. Did I not have your last kiss, your last smile, your last wave? Ah! How I love you, how I do love you. A love like that cannot possibly ever end, and you will always be a part of me, for you are
my first, my true love
! Nothing before you counts. After you? Ah! Better not to think yet about after you, for it would be so devastating if you ever said anything final that it makes me shudder from head to foot. Yes, it would have to come from you. You yourself would suffer so little that I would have no regrets. Can a man suffer? No, and anyway, are we not here to pick up the injured bird?

Whereas, can you see, it would abysmal for me? Oh, my loved one, come back soon and clasp me to you in a wonderful embrace. Come back soon to take relentless possession of my body, which yields to your caresses! Look, I am waiting for you. I am naked under the covers, with my thighs spread as they were yesterday. Come and fuck me, my dear love, come quickly! Oh yes, that's good like that. Make me come, make me come. I spray all my come over your cock, you darling bastard. Is it good, tell me, is it good?

Ah! No, there is nothing to compare to the intensity of that coupling. And to think that for sixteen months I scorned it! But you will help me make up for lost time, won't you, dear beloved, and that is how you will love me from now on.

I also hope I shall soon have a long letter from you! Let your heart speak, my love, given that you love me! You know how charming I find your sweet tender words, and how happy I am when I read your letters. Tell me what I mean to you, and how much pleasure it gives you taking my depraved body! What ministrations am I best at giving you, my beloved darling?

I shall write without fail tomorrow and on Saturday I shall probably be able to reply to your letter! Tell me when you will be back, my loved one, and if you are utterly and completely adorable you will let me know what time you will arrive so I can come to collect you.

You granted me the sadness of your leaving, tell me, won't you grant me the joy of your return? Goodbye, my big darling boy, I shall stop now, till tomorrow! Will you cast a quick eye over my big ass this evening before you go to sleep? Come back as soon as possible, for I long to see you again, my loved one. And write me a letter or two, I'm so lonely!

Sending passionate kisses to every inch of your glorious body! Be good, stay faithful to me for a week at least!!!

I adore you, my dear darling.

Simone