I write in haste, with much news to impart, but that which is most important first: I am engaged! The circumstances that surround this happy state are, however, quite peculiar-and, perhaps, not what you might have come to expect.
A few days after my last visit from Emma, the dear girl persuaded Louisa to arrange another tryst at my studio. Though alone together but for an afternoon, we were able to enjoy three glorious fucks. Kneeling on the big armchair in the corner of my studio, her petticoats swept up to reveal the small, firm, round globes of her buttocks, Emma begged me to enter her in both orifices. After a loving inspection of the two divine apertures that lay between her cheeks, I applied my stiff prick to the soft, moist lips of her cunt and here rogered her long and vigorously. I was then able to invade her rosy bottom-hole without any suffering or complaint on her part, indeed, so prolonged and copious was her spend that I feared she would go off into another swoon. After two further lively bouts, quite exhausted by love's combats, we lay with her dear, blonde head upon my breast and talked, whilst outside the first autumn rains beat upon the studio roof.
She told me of her apprehension at the arranged marriage that her father might force upon her and the prospect of suffering the misery of an unhappy nuptial bed, always longing for the carnal sweets that she had tasted with me. Her sixteenth birthday lay but two short weeks away whereupon she would be eligible for marrying off-a pretty young thing with no end of ugly or elderly suitors both rich and noble. She talked of our elopement. In short, it was Emma's dearest wish to secure me as her husband before her father could force her into an unhappy marriage. My heart grew heavy, for I knew how much store her father set by a union that would secure Emma's social and material advancement, a position that I, being neither rich nor noble, could supply. My imagination took flight. All of a sudden I was faced with the prospect of a scandal and the full wrath of her rich and powerful father. No good could come of this, I thought, and I had no appetite for being hounded, poverty-stricken, through the courts of England and France by a vengeful patriarch.
Louisa arrived to escort poor Emma back to the convent. I rode with them in the coach and on the way back to my atelier, I confided in dear Lou the fears and forebodings that beset me, but also the love that I had acquired for my darling Emma.
'I can see why you are so taken with the dear young thing,' she replied. 'She is the sweetest of girls, but truly, she is still just a lovesick filly whose passions may blow hot or cold. Besides, your misgivings are well founded: her father is not a man to be trifled with.'
Lou must have seen the look of despair upon my face, for she continued,
'Don't be so downcast, for I know there is a girl who has lost her heart to you, though she would never say as much. In case you cannot guess, it is-Marguerite de Laval!'
I was thunderstruck. Lou's sound advice had opened my eyes to the folly of elopement with Emma and, in so doing, had lowered my spirits considerably. Now they soared once more when she told me of my secret admirer.
'But what are we to do about poor little Emma?' I asked.
'You need not worry on her account, for she will have ample time to pick and choose. Her father is no monster and will allow her to marry for love as well as position, of that I am sure. But you must write to her and give her a full account of your intentions-in this way she will be over it all the sooner.' This I did later and a few days hence I received a sad but sweet epistle in return.
Louisa and I had parted at the door of my studio, although not before arranging for young Mile, de Laval to be left alone with me for a time at the earliest opportunity. This was quickly arranged by our dear mutual friend; Lou and I had conspired that she should bring Marguerite to my studio under the pretext of yet another delightful orgy which, though not strictly necessary, would render the exercise more credible in the eyes of the dear young thing. I have already told you of the exquisite pleasures we three had enjoyed, and Marguerite was fully expectant of a repeat of these amorous bouts and arrived in a state of high excitement. As Louisa departed, she told us that we would be rejoined soon enough by herself and her husband.
The voluptuous Mile, de Laval wasted no time in kneeling on the big armchair in my studio and arranging her petticoats so that I could gain entry to her secret charms from behind. Once more I was privileged to be witness to her superb, out-thrust buttocks and the shaded valley that ran between them, where the charming rosette of her arsehole and delicately-haired lips of her cunt were clearly in view. And once more I was put in mind of an Indian Goddess or temple beauty. It was as if the scales had fallen from my eyes, and for the first time I appreciated the true loveliness of this dear creature. I quickly inserted my stiff prick into her moist, pink cunt and drove it in until my belly rebounded against her bottom, and we enjoyed a delicious fuck until we achieved a mutual spend. Without changing her position, the dear girl waited for such a time as my cock had regained some of its former rigidity, then reached behind her and transferred my cock into her smaller orifice. Again we fucked in blissful harmony until I inundated her bottom with abundant jets of sperm.
After we had undressed and were quite naked, we then lay down upon my bed, and had a long chat of love. Our souls seemed to be united as one, and I found her the most loving darling I had ever met with. We lay in my bed in the sweetest love converse I have ever enjoyed, in which she opened out all her soul to me and told me how she felt at the first moment of seeing me that I was her fate, that she at the very first sight of me fell deeply in love with me. All this was said with her face hidden in my bosom and I could see by the rich incarnation of her neck that she blushed deeply as she made the delightful confession. My happiness was complete and I heard myself, as if in a dream, asking the dear girl to become my wife.
'Yes, my dearest Harry-oh, yes!' murmured Marguerite. 'You have made me the happiest girl in the world. I have no fortune, and only a poor dowry; indeed, the most precious thing I possess in the world is my love for you, for it is so strong and abundant.'
To celebrate our 'engagement' we opened and drank a bottle of champagne and returned to love's combats, my darling Marguerite spending three times and I twice.
Here end the letters from Harry to Charlie
Envoi: a letter from Tom to his cousin Frank
It is a great pity, my dear Reverend, that you could not stay for a week or two longer in this charming city; where one can do as one likes without attracting any attention. I well imagine that your congregation keeps you fairly preoccupied now and that we shall have to await your next visit to Paris with as much patience as we can summon.
Here, once more, you will be welcomed into all the debaucheries of a complete orgy at our house just as you were on that night only two weeks past. Perhaps once again, dear Lou will be our only female companion, and as then, we will sandwich her at every fresh encounter.
If you remember, Harry began by fucking her on his back, while she straddled him and presented you with her splendid backside in all its glory, being especially excited by the fact that you are now an ordained curate. I watched you plunge with truly divine ecstasy into the delight-giving aperture where you lay tranquil until I had installed myself completely within your own ecclesiastical bottom, and the sight of the double cuckolding going on around us excited us all so that soon we were in the delightful transports of final crisis.
On recovering from this you took Harry's place, and I entered my wife's bottom-hole, while Harry (with some difficulty) entered my own. We were somewhat less hasty in our proceedings this time, but all the same eventually came to the final ecstasies with immense gratification.
At the third bout Harry went in for the delicious bum-fuck of darling Louisa. I took willingly to her well-saturated cunt, which I declared was as tight as any bottom-hole, notwithstanding the previous fucking, in which she had spent at least five times to the twice of her two fuckers.
And you, who said you had been longing for some time to enjoy Harry's delightful posterior, pushed vigorously into his tight orifice and sent him with delight up to the hilt in the delicious aperture of Louisa, in which he was already half-embedded.
We ran a most delightful course, which ended in greater rapture than any of the preceding. We lay for a considerable time soaking in all the ecstasies of the after satisfaction before withdrawing for a new pose, dear Lou going off with cries of delight while we lay in throbbing laziness within her.
Our next pose was Lou on her knees, presenting her glorious buttocks and open, gaping cunt all foaming with fuck. Harry was chosen to take her in her arse, but first entering her delicious, inundated cunt with the mere object of well moistening his prick he found himself grasped with all and rather more than her usual wonderful power of grasping a prick within her vagina.
Harry was so delighted with his first quarters that he continued where he was, and finished that most glorious cunt in a perfect ecstasy of delight, doubled by her intermediately spending and clinging to his prick in the most delicious and voluptuous manner.
After these bouts we all rose and purified ourselves, and when refreshed, partook of champagne and sweet biscuits, while discussing past delights and imagining new poses. Dear Reverend, we shall all miss your warm sodomitical attentions most sorely!
Harry's friend Charlie arrived the day after you left. My wife and I had thus one quiet night, for Harry refused to keep us company before entering on a new course of agreeable orgies. You do not know Charlie. Well, he is a fine specimen of a man, tall, well-made, decidedly handsome and possessed of a remarkably pleasing address and a singularly sweet voice accompanied by a most winning smile. I do not wonder at his success with the ladies, for in addition to his outward attractions, he has got a most splendid prick, longer and thicker than Harry's by an inch each way, and with a power of wielding it seldom equalled. He never seems to tire, but is always ready at the right moment.
With such advantages you may well suppose what a favourite of Louisa's he has become. She is never tired of having him in her cunt, though she declares he is too large for her bottom. I don't find it so, for though he did make me wince in getting in, once there, I found I not only could accommodate him, but reaped increased pleasure. And here I must confess that there is nothing so exquisite to me as having a prick in my bottom that has just been withdrawn my wife's cunt after cuckolding me, and then at the same moment to be up to the hilt in her divine bum-hole (of which I never tire, although I like variety from time to time, either male or female-as witness your own dear, tight, little hole).
Charlie arrived early in the morning, and went to the hotel to sleep for a few hours without disturbing Harry and his new bride, young Marguerite, at whose place he afterwards put up. Harry has moved from his studio to a fine house in the neighbourhood. Marguerite's uncle passed away shortly after they were married, and left his entire and very considerable fortune to his favourite niece, and though much saddened by the old boy's demise, they are now well set up for life. They all dined with us that day, and to put us all at ease we had a rack-off before dinner; Louisa seized on Charlie's magnificent tool with the utmost eagerness; I rushed into her bottom as she was mounted on him. As we were all sharp set we ran a rapid course of pleasure, so much to the satisfaction of the two below me that while I was soaking in the after satisfaction of our first spending, the two eager ones ran and finished a second course before I was at all inclined to follow their example. I rose and begged them to get up also, as we should have plenty of time during the night to fully satiate the most eager appetite. It was with evident regret that dear Lou let such a superb and suitable prick out of her hot, but slightly satisfied cunt.
Charlie was equally unwilling, declaring that Harry's descriptions of my wife's cunt and fucking power previously given to him were far below the exquisite and voluptuous reality. He had had great and varied experience, but never before had met with a woman whose salaciousness had afforded him anything equal to such delight. My wife was equally profuse in her praises of his powers of giving pleasure, and declared that a prick had never before so excited and gratified her lascivious passions. Her whole soul had centred in the powerful weapon, and she now longed for the moment of again tasting its sweets.
Indeed, so charmed were they with each other, that my lewd and impatient wife, incapable of waiting longer, and finding at dessert that her touches had made it spring out to its utmost length, suddenly lifted up her petticoats, and throwing one leg over his, forthwith mounted him, seated as he was, and in a very few bounds of her active backside poured a flood of spunk over his delighted prick, which instantly responded with a still greater flow. Without the slightest pause, at it they went again. I approached, and wetting my finger in the rich oil oozing from between them, thrust it up her bum-hole and acted postilion to her, at the same time handling the noble bollocks which so worthily supported the superb shaft busily at work above.
My wife again went off in an agony of delight, and although Charlie fucked her with commendable energy, she poured down two to his one, and met him to the instant when the final crisis arrived. The position was too fatiguing for her to remain long. When she rose, and left Charlie's glorious weapon still erect and foaming with fuck, I could not resist the temptation but threw myself down on my knees before it, took it in my mouth and greedily sucked at all the spending upon it drawing every drop out. Then rising I told him I should have his bottom that night.
'Whatever you like, my dear friend. Your compliance in yielding me your divine wife can but feebly be repaid by any compliance on my part.'
I threw my arms around his neck, our mouths met and our tongues interlaced.
Again we were interrupted by voluptuous cries. On turning round there were Harry and my wife hard at it, and just in the ecstasies of the final rapture, while his new bride straddled the dear girl's face. He, like me, had in the first instance thrown himself on her gaping and throbbing cunt, and licked up with avidity all the foaming spunk that was oozing from it, until, excited beyond measure, she drew him upon her to fuck her voracious and insatiable cunt as she in turn licked that of Marguerite. But when this was ended, I insisted on more moderation; it would never do to entirely anticipate the more voluptuous proceedings of the night.
On our retiring we met again in nature's only clothing, and most luxuriously spent the night together. Charlie, as a rule, stuck to my wife's cunt (but gave himself up to me, as well as possessing me each time) and then resumed his place, while I fucked Mrs. Hargrave's cunt. Harry had two flies at each of the two girls' bum-holes, spending profusely in both of the darlings' bottoms. Charlie and my voracious and lascivious wife carried on the war long after we were unable to keep pace with them. We then slept for some hours and after renewing our efforts in the morning, separated as soon as the household began to stir.
An old friend of Charlie's carried him off to his country seat the next day, and so enforced celibacy on us all, for I did not indulge with Lou, but slept apart, to be ready for the next night, when we were to be joined by Emma and Marguerite's young brother, Decimus.
It fell out as desired, but I strongly suspect that my salacious wife had carried them to Harry's studio and had a previous taste of the new sugar-stick she had taken such a fancy for. They all denied it, but in such a way as convinced me that my conjecture was right, especially as there was no wish expressed for a preliminary fuck before dinner, except on the part of the youngster; Marguerite retired with him to ease the wild throbbings of his passion. We thus passed a quiet evening, until we all met in the buff in my wife's bedroom.
Our first course was Charlie on his back, with my wife mounted on his superb prick, with Harry into her bottom, and Emma standing across them and presenting her charming young cunt to the eager tongue of Harry, while I fucked Marguerite in a kneeling position, and had the exquisite pleasure of having her brother's prick in my backside, thus being sandwiched between brother and sister, a delectable and exciting combination.
Our next was only a partial change. I took Harry's place in my wife's bum-hole, Charlie desiring to remain where he was. Harry took Marguerite's bottom while she lay on her brother, whose prick was engulfed in her delicious cunt, and I had the further pleasure of gamahuching dear Emma and fingering her bottom-hole. My wife next desired to gamahuche and postilion Marguerite, who returned the compliment, while her brother fucked my wife's backside. Charlie fucked dear Emma, while I plunged into his backside.
This course was chiefly distinguished by the extraordinary lascivious satisfaction that Charles's magnificent prick gave to dear, young Emma. She had taken it in with some pain, but once fairly ensheathed up to the balls, and allowing a sufficient pause to let the over-stretching pain subside, and commencing with a slow and gentle movement, her passions began to rise to the lewdest heat. The dear creature was in an agony of pleasure, and suddenly throwing her arms around him, and her legs over his back, she began a most voluptuous, exciting and active wriggling of her delicately rounded and firm young buttocks that soon made both pour down a torrent of spunk, to the immense delight of my prick, engulfed in the furnace-like bum-hole of dear Charlie.
I never felt such an internal heat before, and it drew from me a most voluptuous and lascivious discharge while they were still throbbing in all the ecstasies of the final crisis.
This was too exquisite to allow of any change between us, and we ran a second course with, if anything, a still more active and delicious result. Our companions had finished their course, and before commencing another had paused to look on and admire the furious lust with which our second operation was carried out.
That dear girl Emma had become insensible to all around her in the last bout. I had withdrawn from Charlie's glowing receptacle in which I had twice deposited an ample libation, but he lay in all the after delight which the throbbing cunt of Emma was conferring on him, for it was only by her convulsive throbbings that we knew she was still enjoying the stately prick within her. The two dear creatures, still mutually excited in weapon and sheath, recommenced with greater lasciviousness than ever as soon as they were fully satiated with the after delight of the last move, and ran a third course with a vigour equal if not surpassing the first, especially dear Emma, whose active movements showed the excessive lewdness with which she was possessed. Indeed, such were the extreme joys of this most voluptuous and lascivious course that she really fainted at the final crisis, and it was some time after Charlie had withdrawn before we could restore her to a state of consciousness; and the dear young creature was then so faint and exhausted that we were obliged to have her put to bed in a separate room, where she immediately fell into a deep slumber, and where we left her to repose for the rest of the night, her young constitution not yet being able to keep up at our pace.
After this incident we resumed our debauch, Charlie fucking Marguerite's bottom and I taking my wife's bottom. After this we changed, and I fucked Marguerite, while Harry was into her from behind, Charlie and my wife preferring to have a single fuck by themselves. After this we all slept in admirable confusion.
Next morning, after a complete ablution, we began with a general and delicious gamahuche, then coupling together, Louisa between Charlie in front and Harry behind, and I between Harry's wife and her brother, we ran a most delicious course, dying away in all the raptures of the final enjoyment, and lay soaking in bliss for some time after.
In our next move Louisa had the fancy to substitute the smallest prick for the largest in her cunt, so took Marguerite's brother, Decimus. Charlie said that in that case, he must supplement it behind. Although his immense prick hurt my wife in entering, once fairly in, and a sufficient pause given to get over the pain, she soon by her very active movements and wriggling proved how much it was exciting her. I fucked Marguerite in a kneeling position with our faces turned to the voluptuous and lewd scene before us, which reacted upon our excited senses and we all poured down a most ample libation to Priapus.
The following day was Les Grandes Eaux at Versailles, and we all went to enjoy the scene. The weather was everything we could desire. As it was the first time that Marguerite, Decimus and Emma had seen this elegant display of fountains and statuary, you may imagine how pleased they were. To avoid the crowding of the earlier trains, which is really a perfect torture, we dined sumptuously at the Hotel des Reservoirs at Charlie's expense, he having insisted on treating us. Previous to dinner he had had an interview with the proprietor, and had persuaded him to let us have his choicest wines. The champagne in particular was so very fine that we all drank deeply, and were consequently much excited and most gay.
The dear women all slept soundly on the way home, and for that matter so did we, until awakened at the end of our journey. This sleep so far refreshed us that when we afterwards met in my wife's bedroom we were all in a sufficient state of lewdness to get to work with considerable vigour.
Charlie as usual, much to the gratification of my wife, flew with eagerness to her longing cunt. Harry in like manner flew to Emma's arms, and at it they both went, while I fucked his dear wife's equally excited cunt, and young Decimus served me out behind.
We were all too much pleased with our position to think of changing before our passions were somewhat cooled. Indeed, as to Charlie and Harry, they each ran three courses as they were before we, who wanted variety, could persuade them to change. So that I took the opportunity to substitute for Marguerite's backside and cunt, both of which I had already fucked, the tighter aperture of her charming young brother, who was already installed in his sister's bum-hole.
In the following course, Charlie fucked Emma twice to her infinite delight, Harry taking her bottom in the first instance, and I in the second. In the first one I fucked my wife's backside while Marguerite was below her for a double gamahuche, and her young brother was once more in my bottom. After this I was tempted by the extraordinary lewdness of Emma to fuck her while the youngster introduce his smaller weapon behind her. So deliciously is the dear girl beginning to fuck that I was tempted to run a second course in her exquisitely tight young cunt.
Again she fainted away under such extensive fucking, and as she had to return to the convent next day, we thought it best she should be put to bed alone for the rest of the night. (But incidentally I may mention that both Charlie and Harry fucked her next morning before she left.)
We continued our orgy in the usual varied postures, until exhausted nature forced us to take the necessary repose, Charlie and my wife keeping it up after we other four had fallen fast asleep. As usual in the morning after our ablutions, we had a general round gamahuche, and then a fuck or two before betaking us to our separate bedrooms. Charlie, as usual, to the infinite satisfaction of my wife, who never seems to tire of having his superb tool in her voracious cunt, fucked her twice after we had ended our debauch.
They left us to our repose, before which I licked my wife's delicious cunt until I not only swept up all but made her spend again.
Next morning Louisa took her protegee back to her convent, while I reconducted the youngster to St. Barbe. The following week we are all to meet up at my parents-in-law's house near Rouen. It will be a grand reunion and you are most certainly invited-my darling Lou has asked me to remind you that you will not be forgiven should you fail us. And may I remind you that she is not a woman whose word can be taken lightly, my dear Reverend.