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Originally Posted by Village Idiot
The only time I have ever considered myself in the presence of God is while fucking. Then again, I'm the one enjoying the fuck, I am the one who feels like God, I designed my own method of fucking and I direct it so. Maybe I am trying to give birth to a new God; that's what it feels like, at least.
Maybe I am just beating a dead God.
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MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — Eugénie, would you like to cause him to taste the extremest
pleasures?
EUGENIE — By all means… I wish to do everything to give him them.
MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — Why, then take his prick in your mouth and suck it a few instants.
EUGENIE, does it — Thus?
DOLMANCE — Delicious mouth! what warmth! Worth as much to me as the prettiest ass!…
Voluptuous, tactful, accomplished woman, never deny your lovers this pleasure: 'twill bind them to
you forever… Ah! by God! ah, by God's own fuck!…
MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — My, what blasphemies, my friend.DOLMANCE — I'll have your ass, Madame, if you please… Yes, give it me, let me kiss it while I'm
sucked, and be not astonished at my language: one of my largest pleasures is to swear in God's
name when I'm stiff. It seems then that my spirit, at such a moment exalted a thousand times more,
abhors, scorns this disgusting fiction; I would like to discover some way better to revile it or to outrage
it further; and when my accursed musings lead me to the conviction of the nullity of this repulsive
object of my hatred, I am irritated and would instantly like to be able to re-edify the phantom so that
my rage might at least fall upon some target; imitate me, charming women, and you will observe such
discourses to increase without fail your sensibility. But, by God's very damnation, I say, I've got
absolutely, whatever be my pleasure, I've got to retire from this celestial mouth… else I'll leave my
fuck in it!… All right, Eugénie, move! let's get on with the scene I proposed and, the three of us, let's
be plunged into the most voluptuous drunkenness. (The positions are arranged.)
EUGENIE — Oh, how I fear, dear one, that your efforts will come to naught! The disproportion is
exceedingly strong.
DOLMANCE — Why, I sodomize the very youngest every day; just yesterday a little lad of seven was
deflowered by that prick, and in less than three minutes… Courage, Eugénie, courage!…
EUGENIE — Oh! You're tearing me!MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — A little management there, Dolmancé; remember, I am responsible for
the creature.
DOLMANCE — Then frig her, Madame, she'll feel the pain less; but there! 'tis said, 'tis done! I'm in up
to the hilt.
EUGENIE — Oh heaven! it is not without trouble… see the sweat on my forehead, dear friend… Ah I
God, I've never undergone such agonies!…
MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — Yet there you are, dear heart, half deflowered, there you are, arrived
at a woman's estate; 'tis well worth purchasing the glory at the cost of a little inconvenience; my
fingers then do not soothe you at all?
EUGENIE — Could I have borne it without them!… Tickle away, rub, my angel… . I feel it,
imperceptibly the pain metamorphoses into pleasure … Push, Dolmancé!… thrust! thrust! oh, I am
dying!…DOLMANCE — O by God's holy fuck! thrice bloody fuck of God! Let's change! I'll not be able to
hold… your behind, kind lady, I beseech you, your ass, quick, place yourself as I told you. (Shift of
attitude, and Dolmancé goes on.) 'Tis easier so… how my prick penetrates… but, Madame, this
noble ass is not the less virtuous for that …
EUGENIE — Am I as I should be, Dolmancé?
DOLMANCE — Admirably! I've got this little virgin cunt all to myself, delicious. Oh, I'm a guilty one, a
villain, indeed I know it; such charms were not made for my eyes: but the desire to provide this child
with a firm grounding in voluptuousness overshadows every other consideration. I want to make her
fuck to flow, if 'tis possible I want to exhaust her, drink her dry… (He sucks her.)
EUGENIE — This pleasure will kill me, I can't resist it I . . .
MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — I’m coming, I say! Oh fuck!… fuck!… Dolmancé, I'm discharging!…
EUGENIE — And I too, my darling! Oh, my God, how he does suck me!…
MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — Then swear, little whore, curse!… Then cry an oath!…
EUGENIE — All right then, damn thee! I discharge! Damn thee!… I am so sweetly drunk!…
DOLMANCE — To your post!… Take up your station!… Eugénie!… I'll be the dupe of these
handlings and shifts. (Eugénie assumes her place.) Ah, good! here again am!, at my original place
and abode… exhibit your asshole, Madame, I'll pump it at my leisure… Oh, but I love to kiss an ass
I've just left off fucking… Ah! lick up mine, do you hear, while I drive my sperm deep home into your
friend's… Wouldst believe it, Madame? in it goes, and this time effortlessly! Ah, fuck! fuck! you've no
idea how it squeezes, how she clamps me! Holy frigging God, what ecstasy!... Oh, 'tis there, 'tis
done, I resist no longer… flow I my fluid flows!… and I die!…
EUGENIE — He causes me to die also, my friend, I swear it to you…
MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — The wench I how promptly she's taken to it!