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                                          Marguerite
                    Marguerite stood on her toes and craned her neck, trying to catch
               a glimpse of Edouard.  He had just arrived from a long business trip,
                and she had been very lonely without him.  The 7 years they had been
                together had dulled neither of their passion, and she could feel the
               familiar wetness between her legs as she thought of lying next to his
               strong, muscular body again.  What exciting times they had had, nights
               that had seemed too short to contain their ardor, and sunshine-filled
                days.  Although he was a well-respected white businessman and she a
                mere quadroon woman, condemned to spend the rest of her life at the
                fringes of real society, he had never treated her with anything but
                                        the utmost respect.
                    They had met at a quadroon ball, an affair especially designed to
                 provide young men with a mistress, and young mulatto women with a
                provider for as long as her beauty opened his wallet.  She had been
               eighteen then, flushed with excitement and terror as she faced the men
               in the room.  Edouard had been captivated and so had she.  Had it not
                 been for each of their positions, she felt sure that he would have
                married her, but she was accepting of the fate that they shared, and
                   she could only feel gratitude in having found such a wonderful
                                            benefactor.
                   There he was!  He bent down to give his wife Sylvie a perfunctory
                kiss on the cheek.  She demurely dropped her head, and ducked out of
                 the crowd, but not before intercepting a wink from her lover.  She
                hurried back home, anxious to prepare for his arrival that evening.
                    He arrived at about 10:00, and immediately swept her in his arms
                and began dancing her around the kitchen.  She laughed breathlessly,
               feeling his excitement build up, as did her own.  He kissed her face,
               her hands, and would have pressed his lips to her soft breasts had she
                                        not pushed him away.
                                 "But, Edouard, we have not eaten yet!"
                                 "I'm trying to, but you won't let me."
                    "But, Edouard, I spent all night cooking for you! Surely you will
                               have just one taste of my gumbo, eh?"
                       "I know that you make the best gumbo in New Orleans, in the
                world." He knelt down and began biting at the soft flesh in front of
                 him through the silk of her dress.  "Please, I want to eat another
                                           delicacy now."
                            She gently pushed his head away.  "Dinner first."
                     He sighed deeply, as if some grievous wrong had been done him.
                            "All right, all right, I eat your cooking."
                        She cuffed him affectionatley.  "You make it sound like a
                                    punishment to eat my food."
                    "I just wanted dessert first," he said.  "I haven't had any in a
                                              while."
                    He sat down at the table and began eating the generous portion in
               front of him.  She sat on his lap and began feeding him like a child.
                She did this with the gumbo, then with the amaretto pie.  He sucked
                   the creamy meringue of her fingers hungrily, lighting a spark
                 somewhere inside of her.  She ran her fingers through his hair and
                tried to stop her heart from beating out of her chest, but he looked
               at her with such passion in his eyes that she melted under the heat of
                 his gaze.  Still sitting, he straddled her legs over his and began
                 rubbing her back gently.  He kissed the hollow at the base of her
                 neck, and inserted his tongue into it, licking up and down, up and
                 down.  She moaned softly and held onto his head.  His tongue moved
                  further down into the deep cleft between her breasts.  Slowly he
                traced back and forth in little circles, pausing to suck once on the
                 inside of her breasts.  Marguerite could feel the heat rising from
                between her legs.  All of a sudden she felt overdressed.  She began
               pulling at Edouard's shirt, fumbling over the buttons.  He ripped her
                bodice open and pulled one of her dark brown nipples into his mouth,
               holding it with just the right amount of pressure to make her gasp for
               air.  After finally getting his shirt off, she played with his nipples
               frantically, feeling them harden beneath her experienced fingers.

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  She
                 began grinding against his hips almost subconsciously, enrapturing
                them both in a rhythm older than time.  He faltered in his suction,
               and whispered gutturally, "Time for dessert, eh?"  She could only nod
                                             her head.
                     He carried her to the bedroom and almost threw her on the bed.
               His hands reached for her, and pulled her lips to his.  She pushed her
                tongue into his mouth, delving deeper and deeper, tasting the depths
               of his mouth.  They paused for breath, panting in their exertion, and
               he began again, torturously, to suck on her breasts.  He kissed first
                one then the other reverently and began flicking at her taut nipples
                 with his tongue.  She quivered with delight and begged for him to
                 release her, but the look in his eyes told her that he intended on
                  driving her out of her mind.  His tongue dipped lower and lower,
                tracing little whorls on her stomach, dipping into her belly button,
                 then wettinh the hairs on her pussy. He teased the area around her
                clitoris, inserting his tongue in the soft folds of her pussy lips.
               Just when it seemed he would stroke her clit with his tongue, he began
                licking lower still, in between her thighs.  Mad with pleasure, she
                  tried to push his face into her cunt, but he just continued his
               ministrations.  Her juices flowed freely between her legs now, and he
                 began licking them up.  She bucked her hips against his head, and
               finally he began stroking her tumescent clit with his tongue, pulling
                it into his mouth.  She nearly died from the pleasure, and tried to
               push his whole face into her cunt.  He gladly acquiesced, rubbing his
                face between her legs until she almost screamed with pleasure.  Then
               he withdrew, to her dismay, and began building her up slowly.  He did
               this repeatedly, until finally he could stand it no longer and he went
                down on her with a fury. She did scream now in the midst of multiple
                                              orgasms.
                    It was a long time before she drifted back to earth, but when she
                did, she realized that he had removed his pants and was rubbing his
               engorged penis back and forth across her slick clitoris.  She allowed
                him to enter only the tip, then pulled him out and continued rubbing
                 him against her.  Then she allowed him to enter a little more, but
                 again it was only a tease as she pulled him out and continued the
                 rhythm.  He kept going deeper and deeper until he was filling the
                  inside of her vagina totally, then pulling back.  He bucked hard
                against her, slamming her violently into the bed.  She welcomed each
               thrust, and matched it with her own uncontroll- able ardor.  Her legs
                twined around his back as he came with ferocity inside of her.  They
                   lay there panting and sweating for several long minutes as his
                                       erection slowly died.
                      Quietly, Marguerite began the path down to his penis with her
                hands and her mouth.  She did not leave any territory uncovered, and
               when she finally reached her destination, she took all of him into her
               mouth, feeling him grow without her doing anything.  She then shifted
               him around and began focusing on the tip, pulling and sucking hard on
                it.  She then began sucking him slowly, inch by inch, until with one
               last hard suck, he went into her throat.  Now it was his turn to grab
               her hair and pull her face into his skin.  When she felt him about to
                 come, she released him and let him subside for a few minutes, then
                 deep-throated him hard and fast.  She wanted him to experience the
                same blend of pain-pleasure that he had given her, and from the look
                on his face, she was accomplishing this admirably.  She went on like
               this until even drawing back could no longer hold him.  Thick gobs of
                sperm squirted the back of her throat, and even after he had stopped
                         pumping, she sucked the come from his soft penis.
                    Exhausted and sated, they lay together in each other's arms until
                 dawn told them that Sylvie waited at home and he had a business to
               run.  They dressed quietly and kissed each other softly, for they knew
                                  that there would be other days.
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