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Paul had no difficulty gaining entrance into the Palais de Plaisir once he showed proof of identity and paid the exorbitant fee. Inasmuch as the establishment only catered to notables and people of wealth, the ugly looking Frenchman at the door seemed pleased to welcome a guest from the American Embassy.
He was immediately handed over into the care of an extremely attractive young Moroccan girl, whom, he was certain, would not have been yet fifteen, and whom, he felt sure, he recognized from the fertility dance in Leduc's villa at Dives. She wore only a loose sarong-type of garment, covering her from the hips down, her firm, budding young breasts glistening nakedly in the soft lighting as she bowed low before him.
"This way, Master," she spoke softly to him in clipped French, taking his hand and leading him into a small, private ante-room where she showed him the inevitable toga, then proceeded to undress him, pausing at different intervals to caress his naked chest and brush her tongue into his navel, finally, when he had completely stripped him, to drop to her knees and lick his cock and balls, insisting that he bend over so that she could run her tongue up between the cheeks of his buttocks to his anus.
"No... that's not necessary," Paul said, nervously trying to stop her. Although the sensual pleasures she was submitting him to in this preliminary entree were most ecstatic, he was too anxious to get inside and learn if his Janet were there to let himself really enjoy them.
"Oh, but Master, you do not like me?" she pouted before him.
"Of course, I like you fine... but I'm... I'm just not in the mood right now..."
She continued to pout as if he had offended her. "Please, Master, it is necessary that I perform these ablutions on you... otherwise, if it were discovered that I did not, I would have to be beaten."
"What?" Paul gaped at her. "Well... we just won't tell anyone, will we... ?"
"Oh, I must tell. I cannot lie. If I was ever found in a lie, my breasts would be branded."
Paul stared at her in utter disbelief, but the look of innocence in her eyes told him she was speaking the truth. He nodded that he understood, then reluctantly turned around and bent over while she spread his buttocks with her thumbs and licked his rectum with a tiny tongue that was like a searing little flame. When she was finished, his cock stood out like a ramrod and she clutched at it proudly. She smiled up at him.
"While you dine, Master, I will suck this magnificent love-prong for you."
Again, he stared at her in amazement. "Wh- what did you say?"
She smiled in childish delight. "Ahhh, I see that my master has never known the delight of dining and having his magnificent cock sucked at the same time," she tittered. "It is wonderful for the digestion I am told."
She led him into the Grande Chambre, a massive room that he quickly saw was the original of Leduc's erotic apartment at Dives. About the room were the identical couches with couples in all stages of undress occupying them and enjoying their individual tastes in lustful desires. He particularly noted that a few were sitting upright with a table filled with food pushed close to their couches, and beneath each table knelt a Moroccan girl or boy administering fellatio and cunnilingus on the couples as they dallied with each other and dined above.
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I need to tell someone my story. With deep shame and confusion, I've sat down to write these words several times without success. Maybe this attempt will be the one. I'm hoping it will be cathartic as the events I describe are both troubling and arousing to me, though as you will read, I've become more accepting of what happened. I want to remain anonymous because my career is at risk from this becoming known. You can call me Peter, but that's obviously not my real name. I am a Catholic...
Dr. Alex Leduc smiled benignly at the ravishing blonde beauty seated across the desk from him, his expression a professionally warm, sympathetic one as he leaned hack in his chair, his hands joined at finger-tips, his relaxed presence putting Janet at ease immediately. Remarkable, he thought, smiling inwardly at this stroke of good fortune. Oddly enough, hadn't he been thinking of her just before she had entered his quarters? Surely, the gods must be smiling upon him this day, he mused, as...
Janet didn't know what it was, what mental affliction had suddenly warped her mind into instantaneous loathing at the mere sight of Paul's naked body, but she well knew that the ailment had seized hold of her- neurotic or otherwise. Paul had said nothing... unbelievably nothing... not once complaining to her during the entire voyage... even after she would lead him on, begging him to make love to her, wanting him so badly that she ached maddeningly with her desire; and then, he would expose...
The Embassy had provided them with pleasant lodgings on Rue St. Lazare, not a great distance from the Place De l'Opera, and with all of the conveniences a young, new American wife might expect in Paris. It was an apartment, but spacious, and the other tenants seemed to be upper- bracketed Frenchmen. Paul was not discontented with the quarters... he was simply at a loss to know how to cope with this affliction that plagued his beloved Janet. Christ, he was yet to consummate his marriage......
By the time Doctor Leduc got around to leading Janet to his private consulting chambers, she found that fear had begun to take the place of the ardent desire that had been building within her throughout the day. The liqueurs -- or whatever they were -- she had been consuming one after the other had peaked her passion almost to the maddening point before supper, but with the passing of time and following what food she had eaten, all such carnal thoughts and sensations had suddenly dissipated...
Madame Leduc was in a state of yet unsated sexual desire when Paul Arden, completely spent and exhausted after three violent orgasms, collapsed into a deep, half-drunken stupor, and in disgust she had left him there atop the bed, taking her mastiffs beside her as she set off to find her husband and the proud little American bitch. Her loins ached for further satisfaction and although she had been tempted to let Vailante perform the feat as only the gallant brute could, her lascivious desire...
Once airborne, Paul Arden unfastened the safety-belt and tried to relax. He was more than just a little upset at Leduc's concern over Janet's condition. This morning, just prior to the Embassy's calling him and informing him that the Ambassador had a special mission for him to carry out in Brussels and that he was to return to Paris at once, Doctor Leduc had recommended a complete rest for Janet at some quiet sanitarium, else he would not be responsible for what was inevitably to come....
Paul had followed Leduc's automobile for the past hour, staying a safe distance behind in his own rented vehicle as they traveled the slick wet streets of Paris, crossing the fabulous city of sin. He had not believed the Doctor nor his wife when earlier in the evening at dinner, they had told him of Janet's worsened condition. But they had substantiated his greatest fear... she was addicted, yet to what particular drug Leduc had not said. My poor, sweet darling... Damn, he had wanted to...
Janet lay upon the bed within the mirrored room. Vailante rested upon the floor in the corner as if ready to spring at her slightest questionable move. She had drunk the so-called medication sometime before and now it was taking effect. No longer did she doubt the actual properties of this concoction she had been consuming daily since she first visited the doctor aboard ship. It was undoubtedly some sort of aphrodisiac, and that was why she had welcomed the large dose this time. Doctor Leduc...
Julie Moore awoke the following morning, clear in her thinking, knowing full well what she was going to do. She had spent most of the previous evening mulling over her problems, thinking about how hard it would be to get started in New York City without a gallery, not wanting to rely on her husband's salary forever to sustain her. It was good that Randy had always earned enough money to take care of the rent and all their expenses but Julie felt that she wanted to be able to support herself,...
It was almost 9:00PM when Julie Moore finally left Philip Randolph's gallery, having been wined and dined by the amorous older man. She felt very precious and cared for, it had been a long time since any man had paid her that kind of attention and she liked it. Occasionally she and Randy went out for dinner but mostly along with several of their friends, nothing romantic or candlelit for them. On odd occasions her closest friend David would take her out for dinner when Randy was out of town...
Julie could hardly wait to talk to Philip, she sipped her coffee in her apartment and looked impatiently at the clock. Probably the gallery wouldn't open until 10:00AM damn it, she really wanted to talk to someone. Suddenly Julie Moore felt very lonely, she realized now that she didn't know anyone in New York and it was a big place. She thought of calling Larry Rutherford, he had been so good to her he would probably give her a shoulder to cry on... still she felt silly, she didn't really...
Julie was surprised to awaken the following morning to the smiling face of Philip Randolph bending over her bed, she looked around hastily, good, no tell-tale signs of Pete or Tim were visible. "How did you get here Philip," she gasped, being fully aware that the ferry didn't get in until the middle of the day. "Oh easy Julie, with money you can do anything you want, I just hired a fishing boat to bring us across the sound, simple. How are you my dear, the sea-air seems to be agreeing...
Julie, Pete and Tim took the noon ferry back to Long Island, picked up Pete's car and on a whim decided that instead of hitting the island early in the afternoon, they would drive out to Amagansett, visit a friend, have a leisurely dinner, then hit town later in the evening. It was almost 9:00PM when Pete's car swung into the West 11th Street, they were all rather tired and Julie had intended to tell them both that she was exhausted and would rather leave it to another day to visit. She...
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The sight that met Alyssia in the bedroom was incredible. On the round bed, on a love-bench and on the floor, eight people were fucking, sucking, touching or reaching for, each other. On the floor was Clarence, with Rosalind squatting over his head, obviously enjoying his tongue. Nobody seemed to take care of his cock, which was standing proudly upright. Alyssia went straight for it. With one hand she supported herself on Rosalinds shoulder, while she lowered herself towards the hard cock....
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They had entered a very old part of New York, and Alexander stopped the car in a small square, very London-like, with trees, flowers and grass, surrounded by big old houses. "That's our new home." He pointed his hand at a really big, three-story affair. Quite simple to look at, built sometime during the 1700's out of red brick, kind of Queen Ann-style with white windows and a large black double-door, framed by two pillars. "My God, it is huge for two people." "Remember, we are going...
Time passed in a blur of activity and torment. Activity to get everything finished and packed, in time to reach Key West by the following Sunday. Torment in the form of a rather rough ride on a romantic schooner, which took them to Baron's Island, and in the form of unwanted celibacy for five days. Friday evening was the worst. Apart from a few people, the whole clan had arrived during Friday, and at the very informal evening meal, which was kind of a glorified barbecue on the white,...
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