The Life and Amours of the Beautiful, Gay and Dashing Kate Percival

finished by continual pulling on the rope; thirty-second, _Branler la Pique_ represented a man with his finger in a girl's con, and by his touches making her discharge--while she was doing the same thing for him. In this manner they enjoyed pleasure without conjunction, either standing, sitting or lying. When I cast my eyes on the magnificent plates, the color mounted to my face, and I involuntarily pressed my thighs closely together. "Ah! Kate," said Ralph, again kissing me and forcing his tongue into my mouth. "I perceive you are as fond of amorous sports as I am. I am delighted to make the discovery. I can foresee some delicious pleasures together," and he pressed my palpitating bosom to his, kissing me in the same manner as before. "Dear Ralph," I replied, returning his caresses by imitating his actions, and advancing my tongue to meet his, "I have already been initiated in the mysteries of love, and have determined henceforth to devote my whole life to its enjoyments." "Bravely spoken, Kate," returned Ralph. "But come, darling, take me into your bed chamber, and we will talk the matter over." I led the way into my own private room. I had caused it to be neatly furnished, and it was replete with every luxury. A carpet soft as velvet was spread on the floor; capacious sofas, soft and springy, just fitted for the performance of the conjugal act, were placed around the apartment. Immense mirrors adorned the walls, relieved by beautiful pictures. No light of day was permitted to enter this nest, but it was illuminated by means of brilliant gas burners, and to crown all, a perfume of the most intoxicating description was distilled through the atmosphere. When we entered this apartment a delicious languor stole over me, and my amorous feelings were excited to an intense degree. I threw myself into Ralph's arms, squeezing, kissing, nay even biting him. He returned my embraces with as much ardor as my own. I placed my hand outside his trousers and felt his stiff instrument. "Stop, darling," said he, "these invidious clothes are in the way--I should love to feel your hand on my naked staff." So saying he began to undress, and in a few moments he was entirely naked. It was glorious to see his manly form in a state of nature. I rushed to him, I kissed his naked body all over. He shivered in my arms, and I really believe he would have discharged had he not torn himself from my embrace. As for myself I was on fire. The contact of his firm flesh sent a thrill of joy through my system, and I had to exert the greatest control to prevent myself from pouring down the elixir of love. "Now, Kate," said Ralph, "it is nothing but fair that you should let me see you naked." "Dearest Ralph, do with me as you will; my whole body is yours." "Bless you, darling, I only hope I may be able to satisfy you to your heart's content." So saying he actually tore off my clothes and reduced me to a perfect state of nudity. He then led me to a sofa and reclined me upon it. I never saw a man so amorous and lascivious as he was. Sexual enjoyment appeared to be a perfect passion with him. When he had placed me on the sofa he stood a few feet off that he might better observe my naked beauties. "Great God," he exclaimed, "what glorious beauty! How magnificently formed your body is, dear Kate. What a delicious bust, what glorious semiglobes, how firm and hard, and then your belly, how white and smooth! What well developed thighs, what straight legs, and above all that masterpiece of nature--your delicious con. Open your thighs a little, dear Kate, that I may get a better view of it. There, that's it, now I can see it perfectly. How inviting the lips look amidst that mass of black hair! How closely they fold together showing a line of coral between them! Oh, how I long to taste the sweets of that delicious grotto. Now, dear Kate, turn on your belly, and elevate your buttocks a little--there, that's it exactly. Great heavens, the back of the picture is even more glorious than the front! What a delicious bottom! How closely the cheeks come together." He now began to kiss what he had admired. He embraced my bubbies, my belly, my bottom and the mount of Venus. I could stand no more, but jumping up from the sofa, I rushed into his arms and exclaimed: "Dearest Ralph, give me relief or I shall die." He pressed me to him--my bubbies came in contact with his chest--our bellies met. The contact of the warm flesh almost drove us mad--we squirmed and wiggled in each other's arms--we hugged, kissed and bit each other--we rolled on the floor, interlacing our thighs, his staff touched my con, the hair of our genitals intermingled--we rubbed our bubbies together. I rolled myself on the top of him and moved myself backwards and forwards-he placed a hand on each cheek of my bottom, and pressed my hairy slit to his testicles. "Great heavens!" I exclaimed, "it is coming--Ralph--Ralph--I must spend--I must--I must--" "Dearest Kate, I too--there--now it flows--now--now--now--" A convulsive shudder ran through both our frames; we closed our eyes in the ecstasy of our sensations, and both discharged profusely, the divine liquor running from one to the other. All this had been effected without any actual conjunction. A few minutes' repose followed and we recovered our energies. "Kate, my darling," said Ralph, "lie down on the sofa again, I want to manipulate your charms a little more at my ease. We were so carried away by our feelings that we discharged before we had sufficiently prolonged our pleasures--let us be more prudent this time." Acting upon this wish, I threw myself on the sofa, and Ralph seated himself on an ottoman by my side, and commenced to excite me by his caresses. Fastening himself on the first instance on my breasts, he sucked my nipples, patted and molded my bubbies and tickled me under my arms. He was not satisfied with his tribute of admiration to my bust, but he straddled my chest and brought his instrument and testicles directly over my two ivory globes. He then lowered his bottom and rubbed his staff and pendants against soft cushions, nay more, he pressed my breasts closely together and nestled his engine between them. Great heavens, how these delicious touchings excited me; nor was he less moved, for his buttocks actually quivered with delight. "Kate," said he, "how delicious your breasts feel to my pego; I could almost fancy it was its own proper nest," and he commenced to move his buttocks backwards and forwards. "For heaven's sake stop, Ralph, or I shall spend, I shall indeed," I exclaimed, "I can feel the crisis approaching." "So do I, darling, but it must not be yet." He then dismounted and took a seat by my side on the sofa and began to play with my belly. He stroked it, rubbed it backwards and forwards with his hand and tickled my navel. He then descended to my slit. There he made a full stop, and a convulsive thrill ran through his body when his hand came in contact with the bushy forest of dark auburn hair surrounding my Mons Veneris. He twined it in his fingers, gently pulling it, just to cause me the most pleasing titillation without giving me the slightest pain. He then invaded the sanctuary of love itself, and gently dividing the lips of my bijou, cautiously advanced one finger into my vagina. After allowing it to rest there a few moments, he pushed it further in until it was wholly engulfed in my glowing passage. "Oh, Kate," he exclaimed, moving his finger gently in and out of my slit, "what a charming _con_ you have, how tight it is! And only to think that I am to bury my staff in this lovely cavity." "Darling," I replied, "your lascivious touches almost take away my senses." He withdrew his finger from my vagina and carried it to the top of my slit, and tickled my clitoris. "There now, I have the little sentinel between my fingers. Heavens, how soft it is," he said, rubbing it gently. During these manipulations on his part, I was not idle, but paid him back in his own coin. I stroked down his belly and rubbed his staff in my hand, making him squirm and wriggle again. Had anyone peeped in the door at that moment they would have seen a delicious spectacle. Such an observer would see a naked girl and man seated together on a sofa. Our faces were close together. Ralph had one arm round my neck, his hand resting on my left shoulder; the other arm was pressed underneath my right thigh, which was elevated in the air, and the finger and thumb of that hand were buried in my con, the lips of which clasped them tightly. His left leg rested on the ground while the other was placed on the sofa, thus stretching his thighs widely apart. I was engaged in rubbing his stiff member up and down with my left hand, and intense pleasure was painted on our faces. "It would be impossible to find such a pretty little slit as yours," said he; "it is a veritable bijou--there now, my finger is wholly inserted." He continued forcing his finger to the very hilt into my vagina, so much so that it actually touched the neck of my womb. "How deliciously warm it feels, and it is so tight that when I withdraw I take with it the inner lips. Now just fancy my finger a man's pego--now it's in, now it's out--now it's in--now it's out--now--." "For Heaven's sake stop! I don't want to spend just yet. It is too delicious," I exclaimed. He then made me get up from my recumbent posture, and placing me in a standing position, put one of my feet on a chair, while the other foot rested on the ground. By this attitude my thighs were stretched widely apart, and my con was fully exposed to view. He then seated himself again on the ottoman between my legs. His face by this means just reached my mount. He commenced to bury his visage in the hair surrounding my slit. "Darling Kate," he said, "I must now taste the delights of your delicious con. I have felt it, played with it, but I have not yet performed the act which is the most delicious of all to me." "Do with me as you will," I replied. "I experience nothing but delight from your touchings." "Push your belly a little forward--there, that's right, now I have it exactly." So saying he deliberately separated the lips of my slit with his tongue, and worked it into the innermost recesses of my con. God, how delicious it felt! He then moved his tongue in and out, at the same time by scientific movement caressing my clitoris with his lips--giving me the most intense pleasure. I stood directly before a large mirror, and by looking into it, saw a most delectable sight. There I stood in my nudity, my naked body borrowing roseate hues from the artificial light, and seated between my thighs, his face also turned towards the mirror was the naked form of the handsome Ralph. I could see his tongue enter in and out of my coral sheath, while my breast rose and fell with the delights of my sensations. I could tell when his lips came in contact with my clitoris, not only by my sensations but by the tremor and writhings of his thighs. His legs were widely open, and I could see reflected in the glass his glorious engine in a state of princely erection. The motion of his tongue increased. "Darling Ralph, I am going to spend--harder--come--O--co--." I could hold out no longer, but with a convulsive heaving of my whole body, I emitted a profusion of the elixir vitae. "Kate, dear Kate!" exclaimed Ralph in an excited tone--"I must have relief; I am in flames." I clasped him in my arms, and pushed him to the sofa, I made him place himself on his hands and knees, by which position his buttocks were elevated high in the air. Great God, how magnificent he looked thus! His splendid buttocks shone in the gaslight. Between his thighs I could