Two Flappers in Paris (10 page)

'Was I hurting, Uncle Jack dear?' she asked softly.

Great tears were actually gleaming in her beautiful eyes. I took her naked body in my arms and pressed her madly to me, and as I did so the pressure of my prick against her soft belly made her tremble with passion and again almost caused me to give way.

'Hurt me, darling!' I said in transport. 'How could you hurt me, my sweet, my love? No, far from it... But let me explain.'

I drew Evelyn to me also and made each of them sit on one of my knees, and the sensation of the soft fat naked bottoms of these two delightful flappers on my thighs was such as I can hardly describe.

'Both of you urge me by your loving caresses to spend just as both of you have just spent, but I don't want to do it again yet.'

'Why?' they both asked together.

'Because, you dears, a man's prick has neither the strength nor the staying power of your little cunnies. When a man spends he shoots out a stream of love-juice, as you know, don't you?'

'Yes, Uncle Jack.'

'Well! Each time he shoots it out it is very exhausting for him, and when he has done it three or four times, and not many men can do this, his prick becomes small, quite small, and it is no easy matter to rouse it!'

'But, Uncle Jack,' said Evelyn laughing, 'you have only... spent once and here is your... your prick getting quite—quite small as you say!'

As she said this she took hold of my tool which, really fatigued by its intense nervous strain, had lowered its head and failed to come to life again even at the touch of her dainty hand.

'Oh what a pity!' exclaimed Nora really sadly. What is to be done? I should so like to see you "come" again.'

I must confess that I was highly amused to see how well the two girls remembered the lesson that Rose had given them and how quickly and naturally they were beginning to use the 'naughty' words of love, but it is my experience that this is always so directly a girl has been gamahuched by a man and has had his tool in her mouth. Nothing so quickly makes them on perfectly intimate terms, not even the genuine fuck.

'And Rose has had no pleasure at all!' exclaimed Evelyn. 'Oh, no, it's not fair! We really must find some means of making them both happy.

'There is a very simple way,' said Rose. 'Monsieur Quatrefois—as he has only shown his power once—must justify his name and at the same time give you a living representation of what you saw in the cinema-room. He will be Father Rustique and I will undertake the part of Alibech!

'How charming of you, Rose,' I said sincerely. 'But I must confess that it was with the intention of making this suggestion that I have been reserving myself!'

'That's very charming of you, too. The young ladies won't be jealous I hope?'

'My dear girls,' I said, 'you possess a "capital" which a proper young lady ought to keep intact till her marriage. This capital would disappear if I introduced my devil into your little hell, do you understand?'

'Not quite,' said Nora.

'Oh, I do!' said Evelyn blushing divinely. 'If Uncle Jack did as he says, he would make something disappear; I don't quite know what, but it is called our virginity. Isn't that what you mean, Uncle Jack?'

'Yes,' said I, 'that's exactly it This something is a very thin membrane which is called the "hymen". When this membrane is pierced, which always happens the first time a prick is inserted into her pussy, the girl is no longer a virgin. When she is married her husband might notice this.'

'Oh, I understand now!' said Nora eagerly. 'But then...' She seemed uneasy, blushed crimson and was silent.

'But then what?' asked Evelyn impatiently. 'Out with it, Nora.'

'But then... Uncle Jack's tongue...'

We all three burst out laughing which increased Nora's confusion and Evelyn said, 'I'm not very learned in these matters, but I know all the same that there's a considerable difference between the little end of a tongue and a great big prick! And besides, if there wasn't I should not be a virgin either!..."

'And no girl of your age would be,' I asserted boldly. 'That little operation which I have just performed on you, darlings, is just what your young friends of the Lesbian Society do to one another!'

'Really,' said Evelyn, evidently a little vexed; 'do they do all that?'

'All that? Certainly not! Only a part, the kisses and the caresses with the finger and tongue, but they have no convenient armchair, and above all no man to play with and be fondled by. I feel certain that probably not one of them has ever seen a stiff-standing prick, and still less handled it and kissed it. So you see you are much more learned than they are, and when the time comes for you to be admitted into this select society you will be able to epater them in many ways without letting them know how you have acquired your wide experience.'

At this they were highly delighted and Evelyn urged, 'Then, Uncle Jack, you must be happy again and make dear Mademoiselle Rose happy too, who has been so kind and useful to us.'

'There's nothing I should like better,' said Rose, laughing, 'but really Monsieur Quatrefois is not in the necessary condition. See how humble his devil is!'

'Oh, the tiresome thing!' said Nora, shaking her finger at it.

'What's to be done?' said Evelyn. 'I wish Nora and I could rouse it up. How could we do it, Mademoiselle Rose?'

'Oh,' said Rose, 'there are many ways, but I think strong measures will have to be taken judging by its present condition. A birching might do it...'

'A birching?' said Nora.

'Yes, certainly! It's one of the most effective ways of rousing the feelings as you yourself know, Miss Nora, and there are certain caresses... Oh, but wait a moment I have an idea. Tell me, monsieur, do the young ladies know what soixante-neuf is?'

'No, I feel certain they don't,' I answered. A thrill of pleasure passed through me at the mere idea of what was in store for me, thanks to the inventive powers of the excellent Rose.

"Very well then,' said she, 'we will show them how to do it.'

'It's perfectly delightful,' I said in answer to an enquiring glance which Evelyn and Nora gave me. 'It's one of the most intimate and refined caresses...'

And I added cooly and with an assurance with which I surprised myself, 'It's much used in the best society. You'll see how delicious it is. Which of you will be my partner?'

'Oh, I will, I will,' they said both together. Little darlings, they were indeed anxious to know everything!

They both flung their naked bodies on mine at the same moment and I could not help laughing at their naughty eagerness.

'Listen,' I said. You are both of you perfectly sweet and I love you both absolutely equally, so it's rather difficult to make a choice. Shall we draw lots?'

'Oh, yes, but how shall we manage it?'

'Very easily. Come here, Evelyn, and leave me to manage it!'

I took her to a corner of the room and, putting my left arm round her supple waist, bent her down as if I was about to smack her.

'What are you going to do?' she panted.

'Don't be afraid!... Now, Rose, turn the other way. Tell me now in which charming little nest my finger is lodged! Wait! If you guess right it shall be Evelyn, if wrong, Nora.'

'Oh, splendid!' cried Rose, bursting with laughter: 'you really are grand at inventing games for polite society... Are you ready?'

'Uncle Jack!... Oh, Uncle Jack!...' sighed Evelyn, overcome with confusion.

'Yes, now I'm ready!' I cried.

'Well! Your naughty finger is in the tight little back entrance!...'

'You are right,' I said, slowly withdrawing my finger and allowing Evelyn to rise.

'I'm beginning to understand you,' said Rose. 'See, young ladies, if soixante-neuf isn't a powerful caress since the mere idea that he is going to take part in it makes his devil begin to raise his head at once!...'

As a matter of fact it was not only the idea of the caress in prospect but also of that in retrospect. I could not remain insensible to the subtle charm of the little game which I had just played with Evelyn.

I arranged some cushions on the floor and stretched myself comfortably on them on my back. Evelyn then took up her position in accordance with Rose's instructions.

She was resting lightly on her knees right across my chest with her belly bent down and pressed closely to mine. My parts were thus most conveniently placed for the action both of her hands and lips, while, owing to the wide stretch of her legs, my face was plunged between her thighs and the well-opened cheeks of her bottom A little wriggle on her part and I felt her sweet cunny pressed upon my lips. Then I felt my prick buried in her soft mouth which at once began to work up and down, while her now skilful fingers tickled under my balls and the surrounding neighbourhood in the most delightful fashion.

I returned her attentions in my very best style. My tongue travelled up and down, in and out of the virgin lips and my hands fondled and patted the beautiful globes placed just above my eyes.

Floods of pleasure passed through me and I was beginning to feel that I should not much longer be able to restrain the bursting of the dykes, when, in answer to a brisk attack on her little clitoris, I felt the darling tremble and then stiffen and a stream of love-juice bathed my lips and face.

The violence of her love-fit, thus experienced for the fourth time that afternoon, caused her to withdraw her lips from my tool, and just in time to save my own eruption.

Rose at once lifted the panting girl off me and placed her on a chair to rest. Then stooping over me she examined the state of my devil and said, 'You are not quite ready, Miss Nora must complete the work which her young friend has so well begun. Come, Miss Nora... No, wait one moment while I just pass a sponge over this prick which you will very soon be able to bring to a fine condition.' She hastened to perform this necessary task and at the same time handed me a towel with which I removed the very evident traces of Evelyn's recent emotion.

'Now, Nora darling!' I said, 'it's for you to complete the work.'

In a moment she was in position.

I have not the slightest hesitation in saying that each of us did our very best to make it as pleasant as possible for the other, each, I believe, was entirely bent on subjecting the other to the very acme of love-making.

So delightfully did she suck me that I am certain she was hoping to make me come in her mouth, for she had placed her hands under my bottom and as she felt the cheeks stiffen her lips and tongue become more active as if she knew that her desire was about to be fulfilled. And I only just managed to avert the catastrophe.

And if I was roused to the highest pitch of pleasure, so was my little partner: suddenly her fountains were opened and she too knew, for the fourth time like Evelyn, the pleasure of a luscious spend.

Immediately Rose, who was keenly on the watch and who knew that now I must be in perfect condition for her purpose, pulled the dear child off me and pushed her into an armchair.

'And now,' said she with undisguised joy, 'it's my turn. Monsieur Quatrefois, you must justify your name, mustn't you?'

'I'll do my very best, my pretty Rose,' I said; 'and if I don't succeed with you I should not be able to do so with anyone, for you have everything to please me and make me happy!'

We did not take the trouble to go into another room where there was a bed. We could manage very well where we were.

In a moment Rose had stripped herself as naked as the rest of us.

Two cushions, to the right and left, those on which we had just performed our delightful soixante-neuf, served as seats for Evelyn and Nora.

'Come and sit here,' I said to them. 'You will be quite close to us and will be able to see even better than in the cinema-room how the devil is put into hell!'

They were evidently highly excited at the idea of what they were about to witness.

'Oh! How amusing it will be. I shall watch as closely as ever I can!' said Evelyn.

'And may we feel?' asked Nora.

'Certainly!' I said. 'And if by chance you notice any momentary weakening on the part of the devil, don't hesitate to rouse him by any means in your power; you pretty well know how to do that now, I think!'

'That will be capital,' said Rose. 'And for our part we'll do our best to put in practice all the instructions we have given... But as we are now concerned with the matter of the devil in hell, we will try to make three stories of it; that will not be beyond your powers, Monsieur Quatrefois?'

'I will do my best, my pretty one!'

'The first... then: we will represent it in the most ordinary manner. Get up, lazy one, and let me take your place. You shall have the honour of mounting me.'

She took my place, settling herself comfortably with one cushion under her head, another under her back and a third under her bottom.

Rose, as will easily be imagined, was a charming specimen of Parisian beauty. She was dark, with great big eyes, cheeks as red and soft as the skin of a peach, a small rosy mouth and a pretty little nose. Her breasts were firm and well developed and beautifully tipped with pink rosebuds which at this moment were standing as stiff as little pricks. Her waist was small and her thighs and bottom really magnificent—I had chosen her as my special "friend" on account of their splendour— while her feet and hands were worthy of a duchess. I was always delighted to be with her, for her whims and manners were most attractive and she had a peculiarly charming way both of giving and— what to me is equally important—of receiving pleasure.

She opened her thighs; I knelt between them and then stretched myself along her belly, as I did so she placed one arm round my waist and with her other hand began to stroke and pat my bottom, encouraging me to the attack. Very slowly, so that my two little flappers might see every detail of the operation, I thrust my devil into the delightful hell which was so conveniently placed to receive him.

Immediately Rose folded her legs across mine and gripped me more tightly. Her pretty mouth took possession of mine, her hands clasped my bottom and I slipped mine under hers in order to press her more closely to me. Her hips began to undulate, inviting me to a similar movement, and for a moment we rubbed ourselves together as if we had desired to form but one body. As her pleasure rose she plunged her hot little tongue into my mouth and seemed to be trying to suck my very life from me.