The Autobiography of a Flea Read Online Free PDF
Author: Stanislas de Rhodes
as with parted lips and glazing eyes he looked his last upon his innocent victim. Then he shivered perceptibly, and with low moans and short, hysteric cries, his penis, in obedience to the provocation of the young lady, began to jet forth its volumes of thick and glutinous fluid.
Bella, sensible of the gushes, which now came slopping jet, after jet, into her mouth, and ran in streams down her throat, hearing the cries of her companion, and perceiving with ready intuition that he was enjoying to the utmost the effect she had brought about, continued her rubbings and compression until gorged with the slimy discharge, and half choked by its abundance, she was compelled to let go of this human syringe, which continued to spout out its gushes in her face.
" Holy mother! " exclaimed Bella, whose lips and face were reeking with the Father's spunk. " Holy Mother? What pleasure I have had—and you, my Father, have I not given the precious relief you coveted? "
Father Ambrose, too agitated to reply, raised the gentle girl in his arms, and pressing her streaming mouth to his, sacked humid, kisses of gratitude and pleasure.
A quarter of an hour passed in tranquil repose uninter-rupted by any signs of disturbance from without.
The door was fast, and the holy Father had well chosen his time.
Meanwhile Bella, whose desires had been fearfully ex-cited by the scene we have attempted to describe, had conceived an extravagant longing to have the same opera-tion performed upon her with the rigid member of Am-brose that she had suffered from the moderately proportioned weapon of Throwing her arms round the burly neck of her confessor, she whispered low words of invitation, watching, as she did so the effect in the already stiffening instrument be-tween his legs.
" You told me that the tightness of this little slit, " and here Bella placed his large hand upon it with a gentle pressure, " would make you discharge abundantly of the spunk you possess. What would I not give, my Father, to feel it poured into my body from the top of this red thing? "
It was evident how much the beauty of the young Bella, no less than the innocence and " naivete " of her character, inflamed the sensual nature of the priest. The knowledge of his triumph—of her utter helplessness in his hands—of her delicacy and refinement, all conspired to work to the extreme of lecherous desires of his fierce and wanton instincts. She was his. His to enjoy as he wished—his to break to every caprice of his horrid lust, and to bend to the indulgence of the most outrageous and unbridled sensuality.
" Ah, by heaven! it is too much, " exclaimed Ambrose, whose lust, already rekindling, now rose violently into activity at this solicitation. " Sweet girl, you don't know what you ask; the disproportion is terrible, and you would suffer much in the attempt. " .
" I would suffer all, " replied Bella, " so that I could feel that fierce thing in my belly, and taste the gushes of its spunk up in me to the quick. "
" Holy Mother of God! It is too much—you shall have it, Bella, you shall know the full measure of this stiffened machine, and, sweet girl, you shall wallow in an ocean of warm spunk. "
" Oh, my Father, what heavenly bliss! "
" Strip, Bella, remove everything that can interfere with our movements, which I promise you will be violent enough. "
Thus ordered, Bella was soon divested of her clothing, and finding her Confessor appeared charmed at the display of her beauty, and that his member swelled and lengthened in proportion as she exhibited her nudity, she parted with the last vestige of drapery, and stood as naked as she was bom.
Father Ambrose was astonished at the charms which now faced him. The full hips, the budding breasts, the skin as white as snow and soft as satin, the rounded buttocks and swelling thighs, the flat white belly and lovely mount covered only with the thinnest down; and above all the charming pinky slit which now showed itself at the bottom of
Bella, sensible of the gushes, which now came slopping jet, after jet, into her mouth, and ran in streams down her throat, hearing the cries of her companion, and perceiving with ready intuition that he was enjoying to the utmost the effect she had brought about, continued her rubbings and compression until gorged with the slimy discharge, and half choked by its abundance, she was compelled to let go of this human syringe, which continued to spout out its gushes in her face.
" Holy mother! " exclaimed Bella, whose lips and face were reeking with the Father's spunk. " Holy Mother? What pleasure I have had—and you, my Father, have I not given the precious relief you coveted? "
Father Ambrose, too agitated to reply, raised the gentle girl in his arms, and pressing her streaming mouth to his, sacked humid, kisses of gratitude and pleasure.
A quarter of an hour passed in tranquil repose uninter-rupted by any signs of disturbance from without.
The door was fast, and the holy Father had well chosen his time.
Meanwhile Bella, whose desires had been fearfully ex-cited by the scene we have attempted to describe, had conceived an extravagant longing to have the same opera-tion performed upon her with the rigid member of Am-brose that she had suffered from the moderately proportioned weapon of Throwing her arms round the burly neck of her confessor, she whispered low words of invitation, watching, as she did so the effect in the already stiffening instrument be-tween his legs.
" You told me that the tightness of this little slit, " and here Bella placed his large hand upon it with a gentle pressure, " would make you discharge abundantly of the spunk you possess. What would I not give, my Father, to feel it poured into my body from the top of this red thing? "
It was evident how much the beauty of the young Bella, no less than the innocence and " naivete " of her character, inflamed the sensual nature of the priest. The knowledge of his triumph—of her utter helplessness in his hands—of her delicacy and refinement, all conspired to work to the extreme of lecherous desires of his fierce and wanton instincts. She was his. His to enjoy as he wished—his to break to every caprice of his horrid lust, and to bend to the indulgence of the most outrageous and unbridled sensuality.
" Ah, by heaven! it is too much, " exclaimed Ambrose, whose lust, already rekindling, now rose violently into activity at this solicitation. " Sweet girl, you don't know what you ask; the disproportion is terrible, and you would suffer much in the attempt. " .
" I would suffer all, " replied Bella, " so that I could feel that fierce thing in my belly, and taste the gushes of its spunk up in me to the quick. "
" Holy Mother of God! It is too much—you shall have it, Bella, you shall know the full measure of this stiffened machine, and, sweet girl, you shall wallow in an ocean of warm spunk. "
" Oh, my Father, what heavenly bliss! "
" Strip, Bella, remove everything that can interfere with our movements, which I promise you will be violent enough. "
Thus ordered, Bella was soon divested of her clothing, and finding her Confessor appeared charmed at the display of her beauty, and that his member swelled and lengthened in proportion as she exhibited her nudity, she parted with the last vestige of drapery, and stood as naked as she was bom.
Father Ambrose was astonished at the charms which now faced him. The full hips, the budding breasts, the skin as white as snow and soft as satin, the rounded buttocks and swelling thighs, the flat white belly and lovely mount covered only with the thinnest down; and above all the charming pinky slit which now showed itself at the bottom of
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