The True Confessions of Jane Eyre by Dominic Ridler

Author:Dominic Ridler [Ridler, Dominic]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica
Publisher: Pink Flamingo Media
Published: 2015-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Thus began one of the most memorable evenings of my life, in which as, it seemed to me at the time, I plumbed the depths of depravity, engaged in acts such as I had scarcely imagined, and performed, surely, all that a woman could do with two men. As it turned out, this was by no means the case. There were to be on other occasions still more lewd and wanton acts, but I shall not recount them yet. Suffice it to say that the Count and Renzo satisfied me fully, and, I venture to say, so did I them.

At this point the Count suggested a pause for rest and refreshment. Next door to his room was a bathroom. In it was a large tank of water which was kept warm day and night by lamps that were lit underneath it. This was an undreamt-of luxury, something I had never encountered before. Now the Count invited me to avail myself of it. I went in and drew water into the bathtub, then reclining at my ease; I sluiced the odors of sex from my body. Finding some eau de cologne, I put a little on my body, under my breasts, in the cleft of my bottom and at the centre of my pubic tuft.

I re-entered the Count’s bedroom entirely rejuvenated. The Count had opened a bottle of wine and produced some snacks: pieces of cheese, some olives, and some grapes. The three of us sat on the bed, eyeing each other and smiling, each doubtless conceiving of further excesses. On an impulse I put my glass aside and leaned down to take Renzo’s cock in my mouth. It was flaccid, but a shadow of its magnificence when he fucked me, yet I was gratified to find that after a few minutes of careful attention it began to grow again.

What form would our pleasure now take? I was not left wondering very long. Renzo pushed me onto my back and knelt over me on all fours, his head towards my legs. I did not know at the time, but this is referred to by the French (the masters of all things erotic) as soixante-neuf; if one writes the figure 69 one can get an idea of the relative positions of the partners. Renzo began to kiss between my legs, taking his time, savoring what he found. He nuzzled gently on my belly, stroking it with his hands as he kissed it softly, then his lips moved down, brushing the insides of my thighs before nestling lightly against the lips of my cunt. He took each of them in turn into his mouth, squeezing them between his lips and even taking them between his teeth, not biting but merely exerting a little pressure. Then I felt his tongue slide between the lips, licking up the moisture that flowed there (I had become immediately aroused when he positioned himself over me). He tried to push his tongue inside me, but of course it was not rigid enough, though the effort produced an enticing sensation in my groin.

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