The Depraved - Part 3

The Depraved


Part 3

Adapted to Latin Spanish by TuttoErotici

Last night, after eighteen months of marriage, I finally had the courage to ask Guy for a favor that I had been dreaming of for a long time.

I wanted it since the day I found a letter inserted in a poetry book while browsing on the highest shelf of the library. It was still inside the envelope, with the postal stamp and the name Mr. De Chanvy and address written in fine feminine script. So I knew it was one of my husband's previous lovers who wrote to him. A terrible indecency letter that I began to read immediately... but couldn't finish without calling Poupette, who was sewing in the adjacent salon.

When she arrived, she saw me blushing, with my eyes aglow, and guessed right away. 'Ah! The lady got excited reading some dirty stuff. I understand why you called her. Keep reading... and leave me alone!

She lifted up my dress, pulled down my panties... and pressed her incomparable servant's mouth to my pussy. I kept reading while she licked me softly. What do I say? Should I go on? I preferred starting again and re-reading it all to release all my pleasure!My Guy:
Your indecent letter arrived this morning. I was still in bed lounging since my husband had left early morning for the factory. From the first lines, my nipples stood up... as you like them. And my clitoris... it was very hard! It was a sight to behold! I made it roll between my thumb and index finger, while with my middle finger I teased my slit, completely wet. Dear, I read your letter while I was masturbating.
I adore you for writing me all those delicious dirty things. Did it get hard while you were doing it? And you told me you masturbated the other night, putting your nose in the little skirt I sent you! You should see, or rather smell, how obediently I had followed, my vicious love. I wore it for three days...Imagine if all the perfumes that you like had concentrated on you! Every time I peed, I wiped myself with the seam; every time I shook off, I released all my moisture there.
As you draw near with your breath, like you told me how you did it, you had to reencounter the warmth of my pussy, the aroma of my ass, the fragrance of my juices… all the things that make it rise, for my happiness, your magnificent cock.
I got so excited telling you all that in detail that I called Noémie. Without your beautiful attribute, I had terrible urges to take something into my mouth that I could lick, suck, and inhale with all my might. I said:
Come on, lift up your skirt and give me your pussy.
Oh! I replied, I still haven't washed myself! If you don't mind, I'd rather you do it in my ass.
Whatever you want, baby -- I said -- but then you give me your pussy and I'll lick it with my tongue.
So then, Guy, I licked his beautiful asshole just like you lick mine..., and how much honeydew I found afterwards in his beautiful black pussy... , and how he came afterwards in my mouth!
And think that all this is because of your fault, because you write me such filthy letters, using all those obscene words I taught you, love! Each time I'm more surprised thinking that I, the Marchioness of..., knows so many dirty words and besides, I enjoy them... When I think about the savory contrast between the wild woman I am in your arms and between your thighs, enjoying your cock, my little love, and the lady who, in our world, is considered so aristocratic, it still drives me crazy, and just imagining her makes me want to get off!
Ah! Come back soon, my beauty, my handsome male! I have crazy desires to lick you all over and let you kiss me. Just like the last time, when we did sixty-nine in that room…,and you were so eager that you didn't even give me time to take off my hat. Come back soon, so we can do all the crazy things that drive us mad. And afterwards, I'll open up my pussy for you to stick it in until your thick trunk, which I adore, and make love to your little slut!How I suffocated reading that incendiary prose! So my husband... that man who in everyday conversation only uses chosen and correct words, likes the excitement of language and indecent words... But I felt more excited than suffocated. Excited less by the content of the letter than by the idea that one day... perhaps I could also pronounce those coarse words out loud, many of which I still don't know.

Until now, honestly, what do I know about the language of lovers? Nice things, of course, but they don't have the spicy or biting quality of those crude words.

When my husband wants to give me a lick (expression he didn't teach me, but I learned in boarding school where it was practiced), he only says nicely: 'Let me give you some kisses, dear!' It's very skilled at such things, but perhaps if, while doing so, I could say indecencies and hear them from him, my pleasure would be incomparably greater.

In the same way, when he wants to suck my butt (something I also knew from boarding school), he only whispers in my ear: 'Turn around, dear, so he can caress your beautiful behind!' I think if at that moment I could speak out loud about my delicate bum (oh, how much I like that word!), which drives him crazy, if I could say something like 'Oh yes, darling! Commit my small and juicy butt', yes, I would be happier and enjoy it even more.

The question is that while I was thinking, sitting on the library staircase, I could say all that, and I came copiously! As the marquise in question says, I let out all my moisture in Poupette's adorable mouth!

These last weeks I've been turning this over in my head. How can I get Guy to talk to me like that lover from the past? How can I manage to treat me like 'little slut'? With some doubts, I finally took a chance last night.

Submerged in the grand Louis XV sofa, he was flipping through... newspaper while I was reading a romance novel.
—Dear—me calls—, come read this.
I get up and lean in close to him, my hand on the lines he's pointing out.
I quickly realize he's staring at the cleavage of my nightgown. I'm only wearing a camisole underneath, which is open wide, offering him a suggestive slit. So suggestive that his pants bulge immediately in the right place.
I lean in closer. Then, as he sucks on my breasts, he puts his hand under my camisoon. He's touching me widely, stimulating my butt along the way, then moves forward while I spread my legs. He sticks his finger deep into my open pussy and soon brings it, well lubricated, back and inserts it smoothly into the most secret part of my holes.
Ah, what exquisite sensation to be caressed like that standing up! His finger is titillating delicately and, in front, his index finger stuck in my pussy stimulates me with soft movements.
Neither of us hurries, trying to make our pleasure last.
My hand, in his pants, squeezes his beautiful swollen balls. Then I decide to confide in him about my dirty desire. I lean towards his ear and whisper:
—Dear... Be good, do you want? Teach me dirty words...
A sudden jerk of his cock, which stands up more vigorously, is the best response he can give me.
His voice rises between my breasts.
—Véronique, my little pig, do you like it? Does it excite you?
—I yes, Guy... Do you want? Make us repeat dirty words...
At the same time, I pull out his beautiful device. I hold it with one hand and, between two fingers, under the soft skin to completely uncover the tip.
I say, moving it a bit towards me:
—And think that on our night in Ostende I didn't want to touch it until you put it in my hand! Look how he says good morning!
—Little slut !—he exclaims.
—I yes, that's... I'm your little slut !
—A little slut who likes to play around!
¡Oh, yes! I love it! —Tell me you're a little slut! —I'm a little slut! —... And you like to put your hand in the gentlemen's pants. —Yes! —... And you love to pull out a well-hard cock! —Oh, yes! —... And then suck it! —Suck it! —With satisfaction! —With satisfaction… —She kisses him... —... She kisses him... —Gives her pleasure... —... Gives her pleasure... —And savors the whole thing! —... Savors the whole thing... —It's better than caviar! —... Better than caviar... —Slut! —I'm a slut! —A slut I adore precisely because she's a pig! —... I'm a pig..., like you! —No! You're more of a pig than me! —I'm more of a pig than my dear husband! —Pig! —I'm the most pig-like woman! —Nothing is disgusting enough for you! —It's true! —Then, my little beloved piggy, put your foot there, on the edge of the sofa. Ah! I see your pussy, your magnificent pussy... Spread your legs more... Look how it opens, the beautiful pink slit in the middle of your hair... —I'm embarrassed, Guy! —Embarrassment? Ah, that's not true! You should be proud to have such a treasure! I'll have to take its picture and carry it with me all the time. A real virgin pussy, I promise you, with those beautiful lips so well-placed, that I would love to cover with mine to receive your delicious love dew. —Oh, Guy! You know very well that I love to enjoy in your mouth. And it's delicious when you suck everything, you suck everything... —It would be foolish not to take advantage of your bestial moisture! —How did you say it? Repeat it! —Your bestial moisture! —Ah, how much I like that word!... And I like it even more because I love drinking yours until the last drop. Drink your moisture, dear! It drives me crazy to hear myself say all this... while your finger is still there, in my butt... What does that finger do to give me so much pleasure? —It penetrates you, darling... Like my cock when I put it in there... Do you remember the first time I did it? You were very scared, thought it would never fit... But you felt curious about trying it, leaning towards... move my hips to make it easier for the operation… With your beautiful hands, you would open my buttocks and put your fingers on either side of your beautiful anus to force it to open, so that you could install the little point in it. —Yes, but like a brute, you grabbed me by the hip and, ¡hop!, with one single push... and you put it all in! Ah, what a wonder!… Do you enjoy it, my bum? —You know it, pig! It's possible, don't be hypocritical! You ask if I like your beautiful ass, when you never miss an opportunity to show it to me every moment! —Does the gentleman have any complaint? —Slut, you know that already! Every time you show it to me, I put my nose in it right away, then my lips, and later my tongue, to lick your rose star? Don't you see the crazy pleasure it provokes? —Ah, yes! And that drives me wild too! Do it, Guy! Pull out your finger and let me lick it! Ah, how delicious it is! You're licking me, pig, dirty boar, adored pig! The tip of your tongue in there... Do you like it as much as you do? Ah! What a delight! And since you prolong that delicious licking, I'll soon release all my pleasure onto your fingers, which are caressing me ahead. At the same time, I see your cock, that enormous club, elevating its magical offering of warm cum to heaven... ...TO BE CONTINUED...