Erotica Letters from a Friend in Paris-classic story (completed)

[aamirhydkhan]

During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from money and other things I also found a hump of books, dairies and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must read for all erotica lovers. I want to share them on this forum , If readers want it I will post it

Regards Aamir

Introduction

The friend in Paris is Harry. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry’s studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry’s life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry – countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern day readers – in more ways than one. The anonymously written ”Letters from a Friend in Paris” was first published in 1874. This novel is a great example of Victorian erotica.


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[aamirhydkhan]

Anonymous

Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER IX​

I was obliged to break off my last letter, as the recollection of those two lovely creatures posing their naked and beautiful forms, all unconscious of a witness to their incestuous proceedings was too exciting for me to continue the description that day. Now that I am in a cooler mood, I will give you further details of the delicious scenes of which I was an eye-witness.

A few minutes passed in mutual admiration of their enchanting forms. Louisa then taking the splendid prick of her brother in her hand stooped, kissed it, and took it into her mouth.

'Come to the bed, dear Lou,' said Fred. 'We will begin with a double gamahuche.'

Fred threw himself down on the bed, with his head to the foot that he might have the advantage of the lamp to show off all Louisa's glorious secret charms.

This position was, of course, equally favorable to me. I even ventured to unlock the door gently and hold it slightly open. As the lamp was so placed that I could not see it, it naturally threw all into the shade where I was. I also felt certain they were and would be too much occupied with themselves to have eyes for aught else, especially as they imagined they were secure because of the doubly-fastened doors. I was thus enabled while quietly seated to be a deeply interested spectator of the delicious and highly exciting scene of incest being enacted before me.

After they had finished their mutual gamahuche which, I could see by the convulsive movements of her arse, had drawn two discharges from the lascivious Louisa, they turned, and after a short toying to recover the stiffness of Fred's pego, they proceeded to have a delicious fuck.

The sight of brother and sister in all the delights of fucking was extremely exciting, and but for my previous frig I must have again given way to the lubricity of the scene, but I was now enabled to look more calmly on the libidinous and incestuous proceedings, which were of the warmest nature.

Fred did not withdraw after his first spend in her cunt, but continued to soak in the delicious cavity until her exciting pressures brought his prick into sufficient consistency to continue the combat worthily. Thrice did he sacrifice to Priapus before withdrawing, and to judge by her increased movements and sudden pauses I should say that Louisa quite spent twice to his once. She then thought it necessary to take his prick into her mouth to bring it more quickly to the scratch, but as she turned my way the sight was not so interesting as before, although, doubtless, he was sucking her cunt at the same time.

Shortly I saw that his prick was excited to the normal stiffness it had at first exhibited, and as he placed her on her hands and knees, and from some expressions that fell from both, I saw and understood that they were about to sacrifice upon the more sacred and secret altar of Priapus. This scene of a brother buggering a sister was too exciting for me to resist it, and again I was obliged to have recourse to my fingers, in order to relieve my excessive lecherousness.

Fred twice sacrificed in the smaller temple of Venus before he withdrew. The two then lay side by side, and after many tender and loving embraces began a conversation which opened my eyes to much of the secret history of this interesting family.

Louisa began by asking why he had not come the previous night. He excused himself by saying that he thought William was with her, and so he had passed the night with Sophie, although much against his wish, as Sophie would remain after her marriage and departure.

'You know, my beloved Lou, that you, and you alone, enchant me. You first taught me what the joys of coition are, and to you, I am always most attached. Sophie is becoming a worthy imitator of you but is still far behind, and I doubt if she will ever equal your rare powers of pleasing in love's combats.'

On listening to this interesting conversation, I could not help thinking what a dupe I had been to my own imagination. Here was my own Louisa, a regular fucker with her brother long before I knew her, and yet I had had the self-delusion to fancy myself the first man to possess her. And yet, when I came to reconsider all the circumstances of her extreme readiness to meet me in every lascivious idea and movement, I ought to have seen that she was already well-instructed to meet every movement I prescribed. I suppose our self-love won't let us see all that is absolutely staring us in the face, for certainly the facility and the aplomb, to use a French word, that Louisa showed from the very first, should at once have convinced me that she was no novice. But my vanity would not allow me to see that at the time.

Thus we deceive ourselves, and we have no right to throw all the blame on what we are pleased to call the weaker sex, although they far surpass us in every ruse and guile that can deceive us. I must own that we lend ourselves very easily to the deceit they practice.

While I was making these remarks to myself, my sister and brother had become again ready for further efforts in the domains of Venus. This time Louisa mounted Fred and, guiding his rampant prick into her delicious cunt, began slowly to raise her glorious, magnificently developed arse before my longing gaze.

It was a fine sight to see a rampant cock, upon which the most splendid arse that ever adorned woman was first drawing itself away, and then as slowly re-impaling itself. Fred's loins lifted themselves to meet the thrust, and for a moment they rested in all the luxury of such complete conjunction that it was difficult to say to which bottom the attendant balls belonged. They gradually increased their movements, Fred first laying hold of the splendid buttocks above him and helping their downward movement as if to force them still more strongly onto his stiff-standing staff. Then inserting two fingers in Louisa's exquisite arsehole, he made her spend profusely, while he evidently held back for further sport.

It was beautiful to mark the convulsive pressures of her arse as she exuded her spunk onto his delighted weapon and I could see the milky fluid oozing from her well-filled cunt and bedewing his bollocks. She was not long in resuming her splendid action, beginning as before with long and slow movements until excitement compelled the lascivious creature to a quicker pace, and this time they simultaneously spent, with mutual cries indicative of the divine bliss of completely satiated love.

Louisa lay for a long time upon Fred's belly, retaining his relaxed prick within her delicious sheath by the force of her cunt nippers. At last, he was obliged to beg her to let it out and lie down by his side.

She did so, but first, turning down her head, she gave his prick a long and loving suck; nor did she cease until she had so far re-stiffened it that she was able, after lying down on her back, to throw her right leg over Fred's loins and insert it again into her glowing and steaming cunt.

'There,' she said, 'my darling brother, let him rest. Give me one loving cuddle, and then we can sleep comfortably. I shall take care to keep him prisoner.'

Louisa and Fred, most lovingly embraced, and for some minutes continued billing and cooing. Then Louisa drew back her leg and, turning round, nestled her glorious arse in Fred's belly. He drew up the sheets, and by their hard breathing, I soon found that they slept soundly.

I locked myself in, leaned back in one corner, and followed their example.

Harry

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Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

Continued in Letter X

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[aamirhydkhan]

Anonymous

Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER X ​

Having left Louisa's bedroom and crept back to my own. At dawn, I was awakened by soft lips sweetly sucking mine. It was my darling Louisa.

'Harry, my love, you must surely have slept enough we are just going to have luncheon.'

'Indeed, is it so late?' said I returning her embrace. Her hand wandered beneath my clothes and encountered my lordly prick in all its glory. She squeezed it with her soft hand and I pulled her into bed with me, gently pushing her down upon it and lifting up her petticoats. Her cunt was already moist with the excitement of kissing and feeling me. I rubbed the head of my cock a few times up and down between her lips then, gently gliding it into her longing cunt, enjoyed a charming fuck. Time would not allow us to linger over the enrapturing joys, so after a few entrancing squeezes, she let me go, gave me a loving kiss, shook her petticoats down, begged me not to be late, and left me to my toilet operations. On descending I was warmly welcomed, and everyone hoped I had quite recovered from my indisposition of yesterday. I thanked them and said that my long night's rest had completely restored me. I sat down by the side of my hostess and opposite Sophie, scrutinizing her more closely than I had before now.

There she sat, apparently all innocent gaiety. Indeed, to look at the whole family, no one could possibly imagine there could be the slightest impropriety of conduct between any of them. They seemed to be all fully aware of the advantage of apparent correctness of conduct in public, having every facility at night for the wildest indulgence of every lascivious and incestuous delight. Nothing that passed indicated in the slightest degree the wild orgies I was sure they indulged in; all was quiet enjoyment and light, agreeable, witty conversation, without the slightest freedom of improper allusions.

I could not but admire their good sense in this. It rendered their abandonment to all the waywardness of lust doubly enjoyable. I conformed myself to this line of conduct but determined to become a general participator in the more hidden proceedings of the whole family.

I fancied there was a warmer interest in me on the part of Mamma, but this might be only the effect of the judicious flattery I had poured into her willing ear while photographing her. I determined to press matters home at the slightest opportunity.

Not long after luncheon I joined Fred and remarked, 'I saw such a charming sight yesterday-two beautiful young women with their clothes up, and their hairy cunts laid bare to the inspection of a very handsome young man, who was wonderfully like you, my dear Fred. He kissed those beautiful cunts and then they all rose and disappeared among the bushes, with what intent you best know, but I definitely recognized your sisters before they were obscured by the bushes. Never look confused, my dear fellow, you only did what I have often done myself, and I love you for it. Which sister do you like best?'

'You are right,' he rejoined. 'Chance has made you acquainted with a family secret, and on the terms, we now stand, I will confess that your conjecture is quite true. I have had, and have both my sisters, but the one who gives and receives the most pleasure is my darling Louisa.'

'Ah, how true that is; for you must know, my dear Fred, that I too have long enjoyed the delicious charms of your lovely sister in every way, and one great reason of my seeking you was that we might revel together in all the lascivious delights she can so well impart.'

He was somewhat taken aback at my frank avowal, but instantly recovered and admitted that it was not at all to be wondered at, although he had not suspected anything of the sort from the discreet conduct of both of us since I had been in the house. He had watched and observed a total absence of anything like familiarity, but it was quite natural that it should be so, as Louisa was of too warm a disposition not to have had some lover or other while in Paris.

'Was Tom at all aware of your intimacy?'

'No, not in the least degree.'

'I am glad of that,' said he.

I told him that, after what I had seen, I was no longer certain that he passed every night with Louisa, as she had so pertinaciously refused to allow me to come to her in the night.

'Now, my dear Fred, I know enough of Louisa's extreme lasciviousness to be sure that she would like nothing better than to have us both together, although naturally enough, she did not like to let me know of her having a brother for a lover as well as myself. You must arrange that we both sleep with her tonight and that she may expect us; I will give her a hint of what has passed between us, and tell her what to do. Don't make any difficulties, my dear fellow,' I said, as I saw he was about to do so, doubtless from knowing that we might be surprised together by the father.

At that moment I described the carriage coming up the avenue.

'There they are, returning from their afternoon drive,' I said. 'Let us go down to meet them.'

And off I ran down the stairs. By the time we got to the door, the carriage was about to draw up, and we were just in time to hand the ladies out. Louisa came last, and as Fred had taken Mamma, and Papa had taken Sophie, Louisa was, so to say, left alone with me. I seized the moment to murmur a particular wish for her to find an opportunity after dinner for us to be alone together for a few minutes, as I had something urgent to say to her. She promised immediately to do so.

After dinner, as it was a lovely evening with brilliant moonlight, we sat out on the terrace before the drawing-room windows, and afterward began strolling backward and forwards.

Louisa, after being first with one and then another, at last, came to me, and, lingering behind the rest, we were left out of earshot. I grasped the opportunity, at once told her I had seen Fred and had proposed we should both come to her tonight, for I had also informed him of our intimacy in Paris; that he was not at all angry about it, but thought it was quite natural, especially as I had pointed out from the belvedere the spot where I had seen him kissing his two sisters' cunts to let him know that I was aware of his fucking them, but that I had not said a word about being hidden in the room.

She was glad of this and was equally delighted at the pleasure we should all have together.

'But what if Papa should come in the morning?'

'Well, never mind, shove me into the closet, and let Fred say he is too tired for more. He can come into the dressing-room, shutting the door of communication, and thus let me out as he retires. After what will have occurred, he will have no compunction.'

Thus all was arranged. After the household had retired to rest Fred came to me, and we both immediately proceeded to dear Louisa, who was lying stark naked, all ready and impatient to begin love's combats, and completely prepared to prove herself more than equal to our united exertions in lustful exercises.

As we had only our light dressing robes, we were as naked as her in an instant, and after a triple cuddle and kisses, we proceeded to a delicious gamahuche. Just before we began, dear Louisa, having both our stiff, erect pricks in her hands, examined and compared them, declaring she could not say which was superior to the other and that either was enough to content any woman; therefore how happy she ought to be in having both. She gave them each a loving kiss and a suck. Then Fred lay down on his back on the bed while Louisa knelt down between his legs and commenced sucking his prick in earnest, her magnificent buttocks projecting over the side of the bed. I sat down on a chair, which brought my mouth on a level with her delicious and hairy cunt. I thrust my tongue well up between her moist and pouting lips, and after a few minutes, I transferred it to the smaller rosy orifice, which thus lubricated made way for my finger, with which I frigged her exquisite bottom-hole, while I returned to the original entrance, which was gaping and longing for my gamahuching.

Her own fingers were doubly employed on the root and balls of Fred's prick with one hand, while with the other she drove postillion into his bottom, and her eager lips were sucking his wildly excited prick.

This stimulation soon produced its natural result. Fred was the first to yield nature's balmy tribute, but as Louisa eagerly swallowed it down, she herself gave way, with such wild action of her wriggling arse that I had great difficulty keeping my active tongue in; but come at last she did, with a scream of delight, and such a flood of delicious creamy spunk as showed what a state of lascivious lust she was in. She resumed, without moving, her suction of Fred's prick, but as soon as she found it sufficiently erect, which was hardly more than the space of a couple of minutes, she jumped up and told me to lie down on my back. She straddled me and, taking my hard, standing prick in her hand, she guided it to her well-wetted cunt, and sinking her upright body down upon it, engulfed it up to the roots at a single plunge. Then rising and sinking once or twice to completely seat herself and put my prick at its ease, she brought her body down on my belly, and first kissing me lovingly, and thrusting her tongue into my mouth, she raised her buttocks up until I was nearly withdrawn.

Fred, who had scrambled up behind us, saw the movement, immediately applied his prick to her rosy arsehole and, gently pushing, glided up to the hilt in that rapture-giving recipient of Priapus. As he passed over the nut of my prick he gave it the most delicious and exciting sensation. As soon as he was in, I raised my buttocks and followed suit in the lower cavity and for a few minutes, we were satisfied to rest tranquil and quietly enjoy the exciting throbbings of our pricks against each other, the very thin partition between them not being sensibly apparent. Dear Louisa, too, never ceased those exquisite squeezes of both cunt and bottom, for which she was so distinguished.

Of course, this tranquil enjoyment could not continue but rather acted as a spur to further efforts. We soon began more active operations. Dear Louisa, sandwiched as she was between us, beyond continued and delicious pressures and that indescribable interior peristaltic sort of motion of the inner folds of her most charming cunt, was naturally otherwise almost passive, leaving the active part to the two excited pricks laboring within her.

As I thought of the exciting incestuous prick that was fucking her arse and seconding my every move, I became wild with lust and, as I had not as yet spent, I gave down my tribute to Venus before Fred was ready. But my excitement had produced its natural effect on the salacious temperament of Louisa, who, feeling from the increased stiffness of my prick that I was coming, spent with me with such excessive lust that she bit my shoulder till it bled. Fred, not being ready, continued his operations, which almost instantly, by their action on my somewhat relaxed member, brought me again up to the scratch.

Needless to say, nothing could be more agreeable to Louisa than this continued action. She was always ready, and I believe would have taken six pricks, one after the other, and only liked it the better. Fred, this time, came before me and enabled Louisa again to satisfy her raging lust in another deluge of sperm.

I continued the active movements as Fred had done before and, further reserving myself until Fred should again be ready to spend, we enabled the enraptured Louisa to have another spend before she again joined us, when all three died away in the utmost agony of satisfied lust. This time we remained for fully a quarter of an hour soaking in the blissful imprisonment of those two delicious entrances into the innermost temple dedicated to our blessed Lady Venus.

We rose and for a time relieved that dear delicious creature, who declared that the real erotic pleasure was only obtainable when two pricks were at work at once within her and that, for her part, she would like to have a third to suck.

'And, here, Fred, let me have suck at yours before you lave yourself. I love the bitter flavor my bottom gives it.'

And suck she did, while I laved myself in icy cold water, not for purification, but as a stimulant to the nervous system. When Louisa had sucked Fred clean, I advised him to do so too for similar reasons. Louisa followed our example, which had the effect also of cooling our heated bodies.

After the rapid maneuvers we had just been practicing, we were not immediately ready, but, to ease the furious passion of lust to which we had raised Louisa, we gamahuched her in turns while she sucked the other's prick.

We thus made the amorous creature again spend twice before we began another encounter. I begged that this time I should go into her arsehole.

We had a most delicious orgy, as, again with my fingers, I made his libidinous sister spend twice to our once. After soaking in bliss for some time, we renewed operations after changing places.

I was right in saying that the idea of the incest would act on the imagination. Never did I fuck with more energy. Fred seconded me admirably, while his fingers never ceased frigging his sister's cunt. She again spent twice to our once, and then exhausted sought repose, and sank unconsciously into slumber.

After a good rest, we awoke and we both came out with a loud 'plop' as if a cork had been withdrawn from a tightly-corked bottle. Then followed a loud burst of wind from the dear girl's bottom.

So we jumped up and laughingly hurried on our robes, saying it was evidently time to be off, as the morning gun had fired.

She laughed heartily at the idea, but suddenly, lifting up my dressing gown, she gave me a good sharp slap on the bottom for my impudence in alluding to what she called the accident of moving out of bed.

We happily regained our rooms unobserved.

Harry

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Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

Continued in Letter XI

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[aamirhydkhan]

Anonymous

Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER XI​

It may readily be supposed that I was much more inclined to sleep than to be up and active. So I rang my bell and told them to bring me a cup of coffee and a biscuit. Under the pretence of a bilious headache, I begged them also not to disturb me for breakfast, but to make my excuses and request that I might be left in quiet, as I had had a very restless night, which was true enough. So after allaying my exhaustion with a delicious cup of cafe au lait, I sank into the deepest and most refreshing sleep. I slept until ten o'clock when dear Louisa's loving kisses brought me to my waking senses. She told me the hour and said she had called me as she and Sophie were going out in the pony-carriage to make her last maiden visits. Papa, Fred, and Tom had gone off to Rouen to sign settlements, amp;c, and so I must get up to keep Mamma company.

'And both you and I know what that means, you sad fellow.'

Here she insinuated her hand under the clothes, where she found but a half-stiffened piece of dough. So throwing the clothes off, she took it in her charming mouth, and with a suck or two soon stiffened it. 'Dear Harry,' she said, 'be still a moment and just let me help myself. I shall not make you spend, but shall get a delicious one myself, which will make me look all the more blooming in my visits, and set all the men I shall meet raving with envy and desire.'

The dear libidinous girl stepped up on my bed and, lifting her dress well up, guided my now stiffened pego into her own ready and insatiable cunt. And sure enough, it was but a very short time before she came heavily down with her superbly large backside on my belly, impaling herself upon my prick up to the very balls, and pouring down upon it a boiling flood of delicious spendings, gripping my prick at the same time with such a terrific squeeze that I thought she would have nipped my pego right off.

It was very delicious all the same, and if she had continued such ecstatic pressures but a very short time longer, I could not have refrained from spending too. But the dear girl jumped up and said that would not be fair to Mamma, especially as she had already had a most delicious treat of cocks, for this made the twenty-fifth time she had had a prick into her since dinner yesterday, and though she would have no objection to doubling the number, she must remember others as well as herself.

There never was a more insatiable, lascivious, and lustful creature than this dear girl, nor one who possessed in greater perfection the art of exciting and pleasing men, and bringing them, no matter how often, to the desired result of gratifying her excessive lubricity.

She left me to dress. I was soon down in the breakfast-room, where I found everything ready for me, and dear Mamma most officiously and kindly helping me to every luxury of the table. Under such kind auspices, I soon completed a delicious repast, which dear Mamma recommended me to cap. I gladly accepted this, as I could see by the peculiar sparkle of her bright eyes that mischief was in the wind, and that I should need to have all my resources at hand.

As soon as breakfast was over and cleared away, I remarked that it would be a good opportunity of having a more favorable photograph of her than my last.

I saw she immediately adopted the idea, knowing that once in my photographing room we should be free from interruption. Seeing how ready she was, I boldly proposed that she should favor me at the same time with the opportunity of having some freer poses so that her splendid Junoesque form would enrich my private collection. She smiled an assent, though declaring that I was importunate, and asking how she could in any way give Juno-like poses.

'By having looser robes, so as to give flowing lines of drapery and not confining the natural undulations of your beautiful form with stiff stays,' I answered.

'So, my dear madam, perhaps you will choose some flowing robes and shawls from your wardrobe while I go and prepare my plates. You can join me in the photographing room when you are ready.'

I could see by her pleased expression that I had relieved her from a little embarrassment, and that it was the very thing she wished to do, but without my suggestion might have hesitated in its accomplishment.

So while she went to her room to give orders not to be interrupted by anyone, and to prepare herself, I went off to arrange my plates, amp;c. I was hardly ready before she joined me, wrapped in a large, black, velvet mantle, and carrying a red shawl over her arm. I immediately complimented her on her admirable choice of colors, which could not more fully set off the beauty of her lovely skin.

'Oh, my dear Mr. Hargrave, you surely do not expect me to show my naked body?'

'And why not, my dear madam? These photographs are not for all the world, but for my own private collection, that I may retain a perfect similitude of the finest form I ever met within my life. So, my dear madam, pray to seat yourself on that couch, and let me arrange you in such a pose as will best convey an idea of your splendid and beautiful bust.'

My flattery told; she was all smiles and lent herself to all my hints.

'Put down that shawl for the moment and throw the mantle on one side so as to show one bosom slightly exposed.'

On moving the mantle I found there was but a fine chemise below bordered with beautiful lace and fresh from the wardrobe. In fact, the dear creature was bent on business, and I saw that the best way was to commence at once. As I dropped the cloak from one shoulder, her lovely, naked arm fell to her side, and her open chemise slipped aside and fully displayed one of her largely developed but beautifully formed breasts. I started back as if the exquisite sight that met my eyes was too much for my weak senses.

'God of Heaven, madam,' I cried. 'What superhuman loveliness!'

And really the magnificence of form, the exquisite creamy whiteness of her flesh, set off in the highest degree by the black velvet, again relieved by a small portion of snowy-white chemise fringed with the yellowish-white of the rich lace, was a picture worthy of Titian's brush, and enough to drive any hermit raving mad. I rushed forward, threw myself on my knees, glued my lips to the nipple of that lovely breast, and clasped her in my arms.

'Mr. Hargrave! What are you about?' she cried, but yielding to my pressure, she fell back on the couch.

I tore the mantle open and I raised her slight and almost transparent chemise. What a lovely sight met my eyes! She was indeed a Juno in form, glorious beyond imagining, and her magnificently developed mons was even more richly adorned with the greatest profusion of curly, silky ringlets than that of her lovely daughter Louisa, who was so well provided in that respect. I threw open her legs, with very little resistance I must own, and gluing my lips to her largely developed clitoris, which was standing stiffly out in full excitement, I gamahuched her deliciously. She was already so lasciviously hot that she was scarcely a moment before seizing my head with her two hands. She pressed it down against her splendid, large, fat cunt as if she wished to drive it in altogether, giving a cry of satisfied lust as she poured down on my mouth and chin a perfect torrent.

I never knew a woman spend more profusely than her. It was, doubtless, a pent-up stream suddenly let loose. I slipped my hand under my chin, but could only get my thumb in, which served her as something on which to expend the exquisite pressure her lubricity was occasioning. I continued sucking her large clitoris, which quickly resumed the stiffness it had partially lost in spending.

'Oh, my dear fellow, come to my arms,' she cried.

I rose, tore off my coat, waistcoat, and trousers, threw myself on her superb and glorious body, and was engulfed in her exquisite cunt immediately. Her arms and legs instantly embraced me; with her hands, she pressed my buttocks as she raised her own by the leverage of her legs on my back as if she wished to get me in altogether. We thus lay for some minutes in an exquisite trance of delight. Her throbbing and internal peristaltic pressures, in which particular she even surpassed the extraordinary excellence of Louisa, though with less power of actual pressure at the entrance, were most delicious. Louisa could almost nip one's cock off. Without going so far, Mamma was perfect and most exciting, so that we did not long remain enjoying these delicious preliminaries but soon began more active operations.

Fast and furious grew our movements. Dear Mamma seconded me with skill, vigor, and rapidity quite astonishing in one as generously proportioned as she. But she was in the prime of her life for a healthy woman, thirty-six, an age when the passions more fully understand their objectives and lend themselves with the utmost ardor to their accomplishment.

Nothing could exceed the delight this exquisite woman afforded me. With lust so rampant we ran our first course and spent in an agony of rapture that seemed to exhale our souls away in deep expiring sighs. We lay for some minutes lost to all around us, and then she kissed me most lovingly and murmured soft mutterings of the heavenly joys she had experienced in my arms. Our billing and cooing, and her rapturous interior action on my prick hardly allowed it to decrease in volume or stiffness. Our loving embraces soon drove us on to another passionate course of love, again to die in the death-like agony of passion's final crisis.

Thrice did I pour down libations in love's sweet recess before I withdrew from the exquisite sheath in which I had made my sacrifice to Priapus. I threw myself back so as to bring my head down to that most glorious temple of Venus, and pushing aside with my fingers the profuse bush of curls which so adorned and graced love's grotto, I laid bare and opened the large, pouting lips, and exhibited to my charmed sight one of the finest and largest cunts I ever beheld. Large, indeed, it was, but with a small hole in it, and that, I think, is the finest cunt a man can meet with. This one was truly glorious to see. Of a beautiful salmony pink, fringed with thick, black-brown curls, topped with a remarkably fine clitoris hardly dropping its head after its seven or eight discharges, for after our first encounter the dear creature, in the excess of her lust, was repeatedly dying away and sending down floods of boiling spunk on my delighted prick and adding immensely to the rapture she was giving it. Indeed, as I gazed in admiration at the glorious beauties of the cunt I had laid bare, the rich, creamy, mixed oil with which we had so amply besmeared the interior recess was oozing out of the really small orifice of her vagina.

It was far too tempting to allow its rich stream to be wasted, so I sealed the exquisite aperture with my lips, licking up and sucking out all I could get. The dear clitoris got excited and nearly pushed out my eye. So, changing the venue, I took it in my mouth, and with my thumb frigging her cunt, soon made her again give down nature's sweet tribute. I then rose, and opening my arms, she threw herself into them, and we stood some moments in the most rapturous enjoyment of a long and loving embrace, her head supported on my breast.

At last, she raised her beautiful face, with eyes sparkling and mouth beaming with lust. She gazed upon me most lovingly and thanked me for having given her the most exquisite sensations of rapturous delight. Our lips met, our hands wandered. The glorious form of her immense backside, its color, its firmness, and its beauty, set me wild with desire.

'Ah, dear madam,' I cried, 'you are indeed a Juno, and I must, like Jupiter, enjoy this glorious altar of love.'

Here I stooped and kissed the magnificent buttocks I had been handling.

'Let us, dear madam, be both in all the glory of nakedness.'

Her black mantle had already fallen off. I lifted her chemise, she herself aiding me, and took it off altogether. I threw off my shirt. We rushed into each other's arms for a loving embrace, in which our naked bodies met in full and delicious contact. We then stood a little apart, that I might admire all the glories of her magnificent form. Of course, the noble bottom came in for my greatest admiration for I never saw a finer. I begged her to kneel on the couch and let me pay homage to that noble and magnificent part. She instantly complied. I guessed that her penchant for operations in that quarter was as great as for those in the front, provided only that she had been well fucked in the latter.

Fully understanding, therefore, the part she had to play, she kept her knees well apart, and thrust her weighty buttocks well out, displaying the open valley between the immense globes, and showing a fine, brown, corrugated aperture, surrounded with small, very fine, silky curls. Her outstretched position slightly opened the orifice, showing that I should have no difficulty in making my way within, but it was so enticing that I stooped and, passionately kissing it, thrust my tongue within as far as it would go. Instantly I found that, though comparatively large and open, it had plenty of power of compression, for the sphincter closed tight on so small and slippery an object as my tongue.

I continued thus until the dear creature begged me to begin operations of a more serious nature. Kneeling behind her, I plunged into her exquisite cunt, which I found hot and wet, for the salacious creature had again spent. She now gave me such internal suctions and delicious pressures that I could not withdraw, but fucked on in this most exquisite posture, and was so ecstatically delighted with her action and the sight of her most glorious backside in the full activity below me, that I ran my course where I was. She frigged her clitoris, while with one hand I felt all over her splendid buttocks, and frigged her exquisite bottom-hole with two of the fingers of my other hand.

Dear Mamma again spent twice before I died away in all the raptures of the most exquisite and satisfying fuck. We kept our position until the delicious squeezings and my exciting handling of her magnificent bottom once more brought me up to my normal vigor. Then, changing from the lower to the upper opening, and being well-greased with both her spendings and my own, I plunged with one vigorous bound up to the hilt in her bumhole.

The suddenness of the charge, and the powerful rush that carried my prick at once up to its utmost length, made her scream with delight, for there was no pain in her case, and set the fierce passions of her lust in full activity. Never did I see so active a backside: its movements were in every direction, and were conducted with a savoir-faire that added to the exquisite pleasure her delicious bumhole was giving. I became as wild as herself, and we ran a rapid course, and both spent with the wildest cries of delight.

I could see that in her erotic rage she had bitten a hole in the pillow on which her head rested. We lay soaking in ecstasy for many minutes. She, at last, turned her lovely face towards me, and with humid eyes swimming with lust told me that never had she had the more exquisite pleasure and begged me to remain where I was.

I pressed her in my arms and assured her that I was far too rapturously happy to think of withdrawing. Indeed, if I had wished to do so, I don't think I could, for her sphincter muscle held me with so powerful a grip as I have seldom experienced.

With such excited and voluptuous feelings, it was but a very short time before my prick again stiffened sufficiently to begin slow movements. This I did, and bending forward, frigged her with one hand while I titillated the nipples of her bosom with the other. I found this had the same exciting effect upon her as upon her daughter. She afterward told me that sucking or nibbling at her nipples was quite as exciting to her as doing the same to her clitoris, but when both actions were simultaneous, it maddened her for pleasure.

She soon spent, and the exquisite pressure of her bottom-hole, caused by the action of spending, brought my delighted cock into full vigor, and again we pursued our delicious course until as usual the death-like agony of joy overtook us both.

When I withdrew, before rising, I stooped and again kissed and thrust my tongue into that joy-giving aperture. When I rose, almost before I could turn round, my charming companion had raised herself, or rather turned on her bottom, and seized my prick, putting it into her mouth and sucking the remaining drops out of it, and licking it clean, declaring it was the sweetest prick she had ever felt or seen. When she had done, I pushed her gently down, and opening her splendid thighs, did as much for her, thrust inside her, and continued until I again made her spend, as I wished to satisfy her passions sufficiently to get time to photograph her splendid charms in every position.

She had now spent so often that she herself declared she must pause for a while so that she readily lent herself to my views, and I got some beautiful poses of her both front and back, full views, standing, sitting, lying down, enlarged views of her beautiful bosom, splendid ones of her glorious and truly magnificent backside, with cunt and bottom-hole both insight, and again of her glorious cunt with her legs wide outstretched.

Nothing could be finer, and she herself was delighted to see such charms reproduced. I flattered her the while, and told her very truly that I had never had so fine a woman before in any way; the only one that ever approached her, and she drew her excellence in every way from herself, was her dear and lovely daughter Louisa.

She opened her eyes at my extraordinary confession, but I thought it good policy to be frank. My knowledge of the secrets of the family assured me I was quite safe with Mamma. But, oddly enough, she had had no suspicion of my intercourse with Louisa.

I continued my flattery of her by praising the lasciviousness of Louisa, of which I had now become acquainted with the more charming and superior source, and I did not wonder she was so perfect in every way. I had thought her perfect in all the exquisite pleasures of love, but now I knew how far superior her lovely and charming Mamma had proved herself to be.

'You are a dear fellow, my darling Mr. Hargrave, and I do not wonder that Louisa should have fancied you. I am delighted she has fallen into such good hands, and I hope you will not cease your attention to her when she is married.'

'There is no fear of that, my dear madam, but that must not hinder my paying my devoirs to you, now that I know how superior you are to any woman in the world.'

'But am I so very superior?'

'Yes, my dear Mamma-for you must allow me to call you by that endearing name-yes, indeed, you are the most delicious woman I ever knew, and knowing your lovely daughter, that is saying a good deal. Look here, see how this poor fellow, too, shows how he loves you.'

She took hold of my prick, her eyes swimming with lust. She rushed into a closer embrace; our tongues met. My prick found its way into her gaping cunt, standing as we were; a few pushes, and she, screaming, died away and would have fallen backward if I had not held her up.

I sidled up to the couch, and withdrawing, turned her around, begged her to kneel, and first giving her delicious cunt a good suck, I thrust my prick into it, and with a finger in her bottom, finished my day's work with another glorious fuck.

We then separated with promises of a speedy renewal.

Harry

----

Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

Continued in Letter XII

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Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER XII​

Another break in the narrative: Harry resumes his correspondence with Charlie where he joins Louisa's family at breakfast.

As you may well imagine, my dear friend, after the wild excesses I had just experienced, I was ready enough to sink into the arms of Morpheus. So just giving a chuckle over the successful start that I had made as a participator in the incestuous joys of this delightful family, I sank into deep a slumber and slept the sleep of the just.

We were all late for breakfast the next morning. Dear Louisa was as fresh as an opening rose on a warm May morn. I thought I had never seen her cheek with a lovelier hue, nor her eyes sparkle more brilliantly. It was evident that the greatest venereal indulgence only lent a higher and indefinable charm to the rare beauty of her face and form. She was always amongst the gayest of the gay, but on this morning she seemed to outshine herself; her witty sallies were poured forth in greater profusion and brilliancy than usual. Her lively spirits carried us all with her, especially the males of our party; even the page seemed to enjoy the lively sallies of her wit.

We all, of course, had our reasons to admire her gaiety and surpassing beauty. Even the page was not without the internal satisfaction of congratulating himself on having possessed that enchanting creature.

Louisa herself informed me of this as we lounged in the shade of the avenue on the terrace after breakfast. We were out of earshot, and I was congratulating her on her beauty and wit, and the peculiar brilliancy of her cheek and eye, showing that our wild orgy of the previous night (which I have not described to you, my dear Charlie, overcome as I have been with fatigue) had heightened her beauty of mind and person, rather than exhausted them.

'How could it be otherwise, my dear Harry: you know the force of my libidinous passions, for I have made you the confidant of my innermost soul.'

I asked if Papa had given her great satisfaction, and how often he had done it after I left with Fred.

'Oh, vastly! Three times, and a delicious gamahuche. Twice in the front and once behind. As the household began to stir, there was no time for more. I saw Papa out and then purified myself as a refresher, which sent me to the water-closet. In coming out, I saw that Mamma's page happened to be passing.

'"Come here, William," I cried. "Are you about anything in particular, for which anyone is waiting?" '"No, miss."

'"Then come in here for a moment."

'His face flushed and his eyes sparkled immediately at the idea. He followed me into my room, and I could see that a lewd desire had instantly seized him, by the sudden bulging-out of his trousers. I lost no time but flinging my arms around him, and kissing his handsome face, I drew him to my naked bosom, for I had only my shift on, and stooping to embrace him, the falling shift exposed all. He glued his lips to my breasts, while my busy fingers unbuttoned his trousers and drew out a very handsome cock-not as large as yours, dear Harry, but hard as ivory, which it resembled in color, and capped with vermilion. I drew him by it to the bed, and falling on my back, he was into me instantly, standing by the bedside. I threw my legs over his shoulders, where they acted as a lever for the active movements of my bottom. We were both fiery with passion.

'My young assailant proved his aptitude for love's delicious combats and sucked a nipple while ravishing me. We both spent together after a rapid struggle. The beauteous boy never lost his stiffness but throbbed with exquisite pleasure within my delighted sheath. He recommenced it almost immediately. A second, somewhat more leisurely fuck followed. Again we sank in the death rapture of satisfied lust. Wishing to have him in a more luxurious fashion, I told him to withdraw and strip. He did withdraw, but immediately, before I could raise myself, he sank onto his knees, applied his mouth to my pouting and overflowing cunt, and sucked up all the content, until I poured down a delicious flood of nature's balm into his greedy mouth. This only fired my excited nature to a greater degree. His clothes were off in a moment, almost as soon as I could change my position on the bed. He jumped up and threw himself into my longing arms. I had thrown off my shift, our naked bodies met in a sweet embrace, his tongue darted between my open lips, his prick, stiff as ever, sought with unerring aim the aperture where it had already twice found happy asylum.

'I made him keep quiet for a short time, while, with pleasure-giving pressures on my side, and wild exciting throbs of his gorgeous young prick on his part, our active tongues intertwined like two turtle doves. Such salacious proceedings soon drove us into all the wild excess that the utmost lust could prompt. His youthful energy and the satisfaction of his longing desires in now possessing me, for it had long been the utmost wish of his heart, made him as lustful as myself. You know, dear Harry, how rapidly the ecstatic result comes upon me. I found my young athlete as hot and as ready as myself, his never-failing stiffness more than compensating for the smaller volume of his prick. Three times did he again fuck me before withdrawing, deluging my delighted cunt with floods of his wonderfully thick spunk.

'He then withdrew. I turned him on his back, and getting astride him with my head downwards, sucked his delicious prick, while he greedily glued his lips to my throbbing cunt. This proceeding soon produced its natural result on each of us, and both our mouths were filled at the same time with love's delicious essence. I continued sucking on until again his delighted prick rose in its pristine vigor. Then, turning my body around, I fixed myself upon the stiff stake projecting from his belly, and after a few risings and fallings, leaned forward. His longing arms cast themselves around me, and drew me close to his palpitating chest; my breasts coming down close to his head, he seized one nipple in his mouth and sucked it most expertly, while our active bottoms were in full exercise.

'This time a longer period of ecstatic pleasure-giving movements preceded our death agony of fully satisfied desire, and we sank almost insensible, closely clasped in a mutual, loving embrace. On recovering our senses I rolled sideways to him without allowing him to withdraw, for which he had no desire, and we commenced a loving prattle. I asked him if he had ever enjoyed a better fuck.

'"Oh, never, dear Miss Louisa. I have so longed for you ever since you came down, and I so little expected to have you that now it is a joy beyond all imagining. I never before had such delicious bedfellow."

'"What?" said I. "Do I beat Mamma? For I know of your tricks in the family."

'"Madame is certainly first-rate, and it was, she who first taught me what a woman was, and I dearly love her, but admirable as she is, neither she nor Miss Sophie at all approach the exquisite delight you gave me, dear Miss Louisa."

'"What, you young dog, you have been into my sister too, have you?"

'"Oh, yes, but I thought you knew, as you did about Madame, or I should not have mentioned it."

'"Does she fuck well?"

'"Charmingly, but neither has the power of squeezing me so deliciously as you are doing now, dear Miss Louisa. Feel how you make my cock stand as fiercely as ever!"

'And sure enough, it was as hard as ivory. I hazarded a conjecture and asked him how often he had fucked Sophie last night. As both Fred and Papa had been with me, I fancied it was probable that the page had not been with Mamma, and, as I now knew that he served Sophie as well, I at once asked the preceding question. He expressed astonishment at my knowing he had been with Sophie but admitted that he had had her eight times.

'"In that case,' said I, 'you must get up, or you will injure your health by such excess."

'The young rogue in the meanwhile had been handling the large buttocks which you say I possess in such perfection, and now begged I would yield him one more favor before he left me. He pleaded for the poor, dumb creature that I had put again in such a state of excitement, and then, insinuating a finger into my bottom-hole, begged me to let him enjoy that pleasure-giving aperture as a bonne bouche before we parted so that he might have the ecstatic rapture of possessing every one of my charming orifices. Of course, I indulged him at once. You know that nothing delights me so much as finishing off in that way. I got on my hands and knees and the delighted page took up the same position, first stooping to lick out my cunt, and then to apply his tongue as a moistener to my longing bottom-hole, into which he thrust his tongue as far as it would go. Then, becoming furious with lust, and most lasciviously excited, he brought his stiff-standing pego to the opening and plunged it is up to his small hard balls at the first lunge. I squeezed him with the vast power which you so much admire and know I possess. I held him fast, a delighted prisoner, for some minutes, and then we ran through a course of rapturous pleasure, ending, as usual, in the deep-drawn sighs of gratified passion. My young and delighted ravisher showed the force of his passion and the gratification of possessing me by hardly losing his pleasure-giving stiffness, and as he had his arms around my body, frigging my clitoris and thrusting some fingers of his other hand up my cunt while he carried on active proceedings in my bottom-hole, he was able to hold me fast and maintain his ground. It is true I was nothing loath, for the young rogue was affording me the most intense delight, heightened immensely by the fact of following up on all the wild lustful gratification that your three delicious pricks had previously yielded me. You know, my dear Harry, by the confessions I have so delightedly been allowed to make to your congenial soul, how a succession, an immediate succession, of several men adds to the salacious enjoyment of my lubricity.

'Well, my vigorous young page, keeping possession of my willing person, fucked me voluptuously once more, and this time, after an ecstatic discharge on both parts, finally withdrew. I sucked the dear fellow's prick as clean as a new pin, and sent him away from a proud and delighted youth, but not without many embraces and promises of renewing such delightful exercises. Hence his enjoyment of my high spirits.

'Never, never before, my dear Harry, have I known such extravagant rapture as last night gave me. And I owe it all to you, my darling Harry, for if you had not shared certain matters with Fred, of which, by the by, you must give me all the details, I should not have passed so exquisite a night, a night that has fulfilled all the delights that my wildest imagination had pictured.'

Here she finished her exquisite and exciting de***********ion of her encounter with young William.

You may fancy the state I was in, but the result must follow in another letter.

Harry

----


Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

Continued in Letter XIII

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[aamirhydkhan]

Anonymous

Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER XIII​

The graphic and stimulating account that dear girl Louisa gave me of her encounter with her mother's handsome young page, and the fire of lust that flashed from her eyes as the exciting details flowed from her lips, set me all aflame with such a raging lust (and such an erect and hard cock) that I thought it would burst open my trousers to cool its burning ardor.

Louisa, whose eyes were too sharp not to have observed the effect of her lively de***********ion upon me, placed her body between me and the others in the distance, inserted her hand, and felt the wild throbbing of my prick.

'For God's sake, Darling, allow me to have a delicious fuck immediately! I must die if I don't possess you at once.'

She began frigging me. I urged that the case was too fierce for such a remedy. She herself began to burn with that lust for which she was so passionately distinguished.

'Darling Harry, I must satisfy both you and myself. I shall go into the house; you go round by the shrubbery and enter at the garden gate. You will find me in your room, as ardent as yourself and as ready for love's encounter.'

I did so, and we met as she had arranged. She had already taken off her gown and stays. In a jiffy, we were both as naked as our first parents in Paradise and threw ourselves into each other's longing arms in the close embrace of voluptuous and ardent lust.

We were both much too excited to enter into any preliminary proceedings but throwing ourselves at once on the bed, dear Louisa on her back, I mounted in the good, old-fashioned way. Her arms and legs immediately entwined themselves lovingly around me in almost serpentine folds; her moist and pouting cunt rose to meet my inflamed weapon, the lips seemed to open of themselves, and it darted into the voluptuous receptacle until our close embrace and the meeting of our bodies hindered further entrance, although both felt they would gladly have engulfed more if that were possible.

Hugging each other as closely as it was possible to do, and throbbing with the most delicious sensations of voluptuous enjoyment, we lay for some time entranced in rapture. Never before had that dear girl exceeded the exquisite joy-giving pressures she was now conferring upon me.

Her vivid recital of the delicious encounters she had had with the handsome and vigorous young page, following, as they did, on such a night of wild incestuous orgy, had realized the wildest excesses of her concupiscent and voluptuous imagination and seemed to have produced within her a more clinging and loving lust as if she would rather swim in the sensation than proceed to more active movements. Nothing could be more delicious, but I could not long resist, although the dear girl begged me not to interrupt for a while yet.

Nature was too powerful for me, but although it was I who felt it impossible to remain in such passive enjoyment, exquisite as it was, no sooner did I commence more active movements than all the fiery rage of lust appeared re-awakened in that salacious creature.

Her cunt became a fiery furnace, in which my delighted prick glowed and grew stiffer and bigger than ever. The movements of dear Louisa's bottom, body, arms, and legs increased in a way far superior to anything I had ever known before. The rapturous moment arrived, and was ushered in with the wildest cries of ecstatic rapture on both sides; our bodies strove, one to push further in, and the other to engulf more than was physically possible.

Our spending seemed never to end, and so great was our excessive excitement that my enchanted prick, feeling the uncommonly excited pressures with which that exquisite cunt was so closely and delightfully enveloping it, never lost its stiffness. It had hardly finished throwing out the last drops of pearly sperm into the raging furnace in which it was held so willing a prisoner than it began to run another course within that arena.

Louisa was much hotter than usual and sprinkled two showers on love's altar to my second fuck, which, if not so passionately raging as the first, was equally ecstatic in its result.

How long we might have continued forgetting all the world, I know not. We were luxuriating in all the enjoyment of living pressures and throbbings, and body, lip, and embraces of our tongues when we were rudely interrupted by a loud knocking at my door, and Fred's voice crying to me that he had been seeking me everywhere.

Louisa whispered to me to let him in. She said this with such a leer of lust that I read at once the libidinous nature of her desires.

I jumped up and Louisa lay just as she was, legs expanded, cunt gaping and oozing the tribute I had deposited within. I opened the door and Fred entered, staring at the enticing sight that met his eyes.

Louisa smiled, and pointing to her throbbing and seething cunt, said,

'Come, my dear Fred, and complete the excessive joys I have just been entranced with. Dear Harry has just fucked me to my heart's content, but I want a fresh prick to complete my desires and satisfy the raging lust within me.'

He wanted no urging; the lovely form and the dripping-wet lips of her quim exposed to his ardent gaze, were quite enough.

Louisa had hardly finished her invitation before he had thrown off the coat, waistcoat, and trousers. Jumping up onto the bed, he was into her longing cunt and close embrace in a moment. And at it they went in a fury of lust and enjoyment.

I had fastened the door and now feasted my eyes on those two dear incestuous creatures, each striving to surpass the other in the vigor of their lascivious embraces. It was a sight to fire an anchorite. I grew furious with desire and could resist no longer. I interrupted their fiery course to beg that, without withdrawing, they might roll over and reverse their position, so that I might administer a double pleasure to the darling girl.

She was delighted with the idea. No sooner said than done, and her superb and splendid arse appeared, glowing in all its brilliancy from her rich blood that had been drawn down and was flushing her pure skin by the exercise her salacious movements had produced. They spread open their legs, I knelt between, and begging Fred to withdraw for a moment, I plunged my prick into her glowing cunt up to the hilt in a single thrust. It was immediately received with such a pleasure-giving and exciting pressure that I would rather have continued where I was, but that would not have been permitted by Fred. So gliding in and out twice, I withdrew and plunged into the neighboring and equally enjoyable channel. As soon as I was fairly ensheathed, Fred resumed possession of the delicious recess from which I had so unceremoniously ejected him.

Dear Louisa, who was raging with lust, now cried out to us to lose no time, and, in fact, we had not made half-a-dozen movements before the lecherous girl poured down a delicious flood of juice with a scream of perfect delight. We paused a moment that she might fully enjoy her ecstatic discharge, and then resumed our mutual efforts, in which we were seconded with extraordinary vigor by that dear, lascivious and libidinous girl. Such delicious operations soon produced their natural result; our two excited pricks felt, through the thin partition that divided them, the increased stiffness and peculiar electric feeling that pervades the organ just previous to the last ecstatic instant of giving down love's balmy essence, and this brought us both at the same moment to the grand finale.

Louisa, too, stimulated afresh by feeling the charming sensation from two pricks at once, joined us, and we all died away in the agony of fully satisfied desires with cries of ecstasy, and then lay in the inertness of exhausted passion.

Fred, who was undermost, was the first to bestir himself, otherwise, I think both Louisa and I would have wished to continue soaking in the blissful sensation for some time longer. Fred told us we must get up, as he had come to seek us, and we were expected to go out for a drive, so we must make haste. He had been unable to resist the unexpected sight that met his eyes on entering my room and could not refrain from availing himself of the temptation such a glorious sight presented. It made it all the more necessary to remedy the delay by the extra speed in dressing.

Louisa jumped up and slipped on her chemise. I looked out into the corridor, and seeing that no one was there, Louisa took her dress and stays in her arms, quickly tripped along to her room, while Fred and I rapidly threw on our clothes, and, going out by the garden door, joined the family in the shrubbery as if he had been to seek me in the grounds. As we approached he cried out:

'I can't find Louisa. Sophie had better go up to her room to see if she is there.'

This completely stopped any questioning. Sophie ran upstairs, and in a very few minutes, she and Louisa rejoined us. At this juncture, the farm bailiff called Papa away, and as Sophie was to remain behind to write out the notices of the approaching marriage, our driving party only consisted of Mamma, Lou, Fred, and me.

We had a delightful and long drive, only just getting back in time for luncheon. Louisa's charming high spirits kept up the gaiety of the morning; Mamma, too, was unusually lively. I sat opposite her, and for mutual accommodation, our legs separated those of the other. A light shawl lay on Mamma's lap. I soon became aware that the large and fine calves of her legs were closely pressed against mine, but in such a way as to show it was purposely done. I looked up into her face, and a certain glance showed me her intention. I responded to her pressures with my knees. This was instantly returned, and from time to time we repeated these preliminary movements. The shawl did not cover both our knees, but at a turn in the road, where the breeze caught us and raised a dust, she seized the occasion to spread the shawl well over her dress, on the pretense of preventing the dust gathering on it, and, of course, it so fell as to completely cover my knees as well as all her dress.

I immediately gave her a loving pressure to let her know I understood her object. This, of course, was returned with interest. Shortly afterward, under the pretense of seeing better some fine view that Louisa was pointing out, I leaned forward, and slipping my right hand under the shawl, pressed her charmingly small knee, and glided my hand down to her remarkably fine calves, which, by raising her dress, I felt in all their beauty of form. She slid her bottom forward on the seat, and my hand followed the glorious magnificence of her thighs, encountered a portion of the immense rotundity of her buttocks, and could just feel the moist lips of her fine, fat cunt covered in a thicket of silky, curly hair. I could not reach far enough to enter the delicious precincts, but I could feel Mama's stiff clitoris of considerable dimensions, which I immediately commenced titillating; but this was too much for her in her present position; her hand slipped under the shawl, and gently pressing me, she made me aware she wished me to desist. So I recovered my position and cast a glance at her. She smiled sweetly upon me, and gave an almost imperceptible nod of her head, as much as to say how agreeable it would have been to have proceeded further, and conveying a hint of future favors when opportunity should offer.

Her face was flushed, and her eyes sparkled more than usual so that I could see how amorously excited she was. Indeed, evidently, to satisfy the passion I had excited, as soon as we descended from the carriage, entered the vestibule and saw a packet on the table, she cried out, as if it was something she expected,

'Oh! I am glad that has come. Pray, Fred, bring it up to my room.'

So Fred accompanied her. Louisa gave me a knowing look, and as soon as they were out of hearing, said,

'Dear Harry, I saw what you were about with Mamma. You have excited her and she has taken Fred to satisfy her amorous passion.'

And so it was, as Fred laughingly told me as we lounged on the grounds after luncheon. Enough for today, I will continue my lusty adventures in this interesting and delightful family in a future letter.

Harry

----

Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

Continued in letter XIV


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Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER XIV​

While Fred and I were lounging in the delightful shade on the terrace, a neighboring young gentleman, a connection of the family, called to ascertain the particulars of the marriage day. Seeing Fred, he came up to us and stated his errand, and so he and Fred went off to consult with Mamma. I saw dear Louisa looking out from an upper balcony of the house, apparently intensely gazing at some object in the distance.

I called to her and she turned for an instant, shaking her hand at me, as much as to say, be quiet a moment, and immediately renewed her earnest gaze. In a minute, she seemed quite satisfied with her inspection, turned, smiled, and called to me to remain where I was, and she would join me. This she did almost as soon as she could come downstairs. She was bonneted and shawled. She took my arm and said,

'Come along, my dear Harry, and I will give you some fun.'

So off we tripped into the woods, which, coming down close to the house from the hills, had charming walks laid out in them, and sundry comfortable summer-houses at pleasant viewpoints. As soon as we were fairly within the woods, the dear girl told me with a winning chuckle that she had marked down her game.

'And, pray, what is it?'

'Well, my dear Harry, I knew you would never rest when once you had penetrated the mystery of our family until you were in possession of all of us. So now I want to put my sister Sophie into your arms. Don't be so profuse with your thanks, I have got my own object in this as well as obliging you. I will tell you at once what it is because, between you and me, my darling Harry, there must be no reserve, but the most open and fullest confidence. Well, then, I know both you and Fred would naturally want to renew the delicious proceedings of last night, and so should I too, but that I have taken a momentary caprice for Mamma's dear, handsome and vigorous young page, and I mean to have him sleep with me tonight. Papa, too, intends to come early in the morning, for he likes to have the pleasure of seeing all my charms by daylight, and will rather prefer finding William with me than otherwise, as he is very fond of having him or being had by him when with me, his greatest enjoyment being the double pleasure, either receiving or giving it. Now, the object I have at present is to put Sophie into your arms, with a view to both you and Fred passing the night with her, so as to leave me to my own little game.'

I laughingly assured her that she might always rely upon my seconding every caprice she might have, even without the charming alternative she was about to procure me.

'But where are we going? And how will toiling up this hill leads to the result you desire? Sophie is not likely to be here.'

Ah, that is just it. You saw how intently I was watching something from the balcony. Well, I was accidentally looking in this direction when I caught sight of something fluttering through the woods. I felt sure it was a woman's dress, and also that, whoever it was, she was following this path. I knew that a little further on she would come into fuller sight, which sure enough she did, and then I discovered it was Sophie with Papa. Now, I knew from Papa himself this morning, that she had been complaining of his deserting her much of late. So I at once imagined the reason and object of their being in the woods. I only continued watching to make certain of the summer-house to which they were going. And now I am sure of my game. They have betaken themselves to the most convenient of the huts for our purpose because I know how we can approach it so as to command a view of the interior without any chance of being observed by the occupied actors within, although we shall not be near enough to hear their conversation. Now Papa is certain to leave Sophie to repose a while after he has finished. As soon as he disappears, and is well down the hill, I shall go in, gamahuche the dear girl, and prepare her for your appearance. I know your lecherous delight in having her fresh from the incestuous arms of her father, and nothing will give me greater pleasure than to assist in your fucking. You may be quite sure there will be no squeamish refusal on Sophie's part.'

As we approached the hut, Louisa left the beaten track, and we scrambled up some broken ground well overgrown with underwood until we completely overlooked the hut immediately below us. Then we silently and quietly crawled lower down through the dense thicket, until Lou, who preceded me, put her hand behind her to draw my attention; here she silently opened a peephole through the bushes, from whence we completely commanded the interior of the hut.

It was furnished with a low couch on which Sophie's body was extended. Her father was already mounted and in full operation, and as they lay side-ways to us, and Sophie's legs were thrown completely over his back, her bottom and cunt were in full view, with Papa's prick in active operation within. He had thrown off his coat, waistcoat, and trousers. Sophie's legs had wrinkled up his shirt, and we could see his fine manly prick vigorously thrusting and withdrawing, while Sophie was evidently enjoying it to the utmost, and responding with as rapid and vigorous a movement of her arse, all the more powerfully from the advantage, the leverage of her legs on her father's loins gave her.

It was altogether a most charming and exciting picture, doubled in interest from the close ties of the relationship existing between them. I grew rampageous at the sight, and being behind Louisa, canted her petticoats up, and introduced my hard, quivering pego into her glowing and equally excited cunt. Passing my hands in front, I frigged her clitoris in unison with my movements in her deliciously moist cunt, for the dear, randy girl had already spent at the exciting scene below us; but ever ready, as the libidinous nature of her salacious passions prompted, she again died away with me when the ecstatic moment seized me.

It was well for us that the incestuous creatures below were so busy with their own affairs, or they must have heard the loud scuffle we made at the exquisite crisis of our fuck.

Papa was not so rapidly affected as our more violent lust had caused us to be, so that he was still at work when we had spent. Keeping within the delicious sheath which enclosed my tool, and enjoying the lovely pressures and interior cunt suctions for which dear Louisa is so wonderfully distinguished, I gazed over her shoulder and witnessed Papa and his beautiful daughter bring their present efforts to a close.

We saw by the increased rapidity of his thrusts that the crisis was approaching. Sophie, too, redoubled her action, and they died away with a scream of delight as the agony of pleasure came over them. Their bodies closed as if about to form but one, when that loving parent poured his torrent of sperm into the gaping and longing cunt of his youngest and most beautiful daughter.

They continued for some time palpitating in all the satisfaction of their lust. Then Papa withdrew, and stooping, glued his lips to that beauteous young, rosy cunt, and greedily licked up the rich mixed sperm that was oozing from its inner recesses. He continued for some time luxuriating in the rich treat his beloved daughter's cunt was affording him, until he again made her spend, this time directly into his mouth.

It had evidently produced the desired result, for he rose from his position, and showed a standing prick, but yet not as stiff as he could wish. Placing himself before Sophie, it was evident he had told her to suck it into the desired consistency, for she raised herself onto her bottom and took it into her mouth. We saw her hand steal round to his arse and insert a finger into his bottom-hole. These proceedings quickly brought him up to scratch. Sophie knelt on the couch, and he then took up a kneeling position behind her, canted her petticoats over her head, and first gliding his prick into her moist and yielding cunt to wet its whole length, then applying its point to the charming, rosy opening of her bottom, began entering within it. This was evidently not so easy a task as with dear Louisa, as we could see by the writhings of poor Sophie's body, and her occasionally holding him back with her hand to prevent his too violent entrance, but at last, it was completely inserted. His two hands clasped her hips and held the dear creature's arse closely pressed against his belly for some seconds. Then slowly drawing his cock backward until nearly out, he as slowly drove it home again, drawing, at the same time, her arse to him with his brawny arms. For some minutes he continued these delicious slow, movements, which we could see were now delighting Sophie.

We saw her hand steal down to her cunt, and by its rapid movements, she was evidently frigging herself in unison with the paternal movements above.

The wild lubricity of Louisa got so excited with this that she begged me in a whisper to fuck on. I did so, frigging her clitoris the while, and she almost immediately spent profusely.

I paused at this opportunity, wishing to keep myself for the other work I should shortly be called upon to do, but was obliged to give the ardent girl another fuck, in which, fortunately for me, her extreme lubricity made her spend so quickly that I avoided doing the same.

Papa spent with apparent agony of joy, and after soaking for some time, withdrew and resumed his habillement.

Sophie had thrown herself again on the couch in all the satisfaction the good fucking her father had given her, for we found it was the second fuck that we had first seen. Before leaving her he lifted up her petticoats and gave her delectable young cunt a loving kiss and then left her. We watched him out of sight, and then quietly scrambled down to the level of the hut. Louisa entered first, telling me in a whisper to keep hidden until she called me.

She was some time before she did this; the salacious girl had got astride of Sophie, and reversing her position the two sisters satisfied their respective excited feelings by a mutual gamahuche. It was not until this was accomplished that she told Sophie that her old lover Harry Hargrave was waiting in a state of great excitement outside to take the place of Papa, of whose previous operations he had been a delighted witness.

Sophie was somewhat surprised, but being assured by her sister that there could be no betrayal on my part, the warm, passionate girl jumped at the idea of a fresh prick fucking her wildly excited young cunt, more especially as dear Louisa had already informed her that Fred and I had passed the previous night with her and that I was a master of my weapon. So I was called and instantly made my appearance.

Approaching dear Sophie, who still lay extended on the couch, I first gave her a warm embrace and thrust my tongue into her mouth, while with one hand I was drawing up her petticoats, but dear Louisa anticipated me; so, after giving her delicious young cunt a good feel, I stooped and sucked her cunt lips and clitoris till she spent, then quickly taking off coat, waistcoat and trousers, I threw myself upon her, and was into her tight young cunt up to the hilt in an instant. And at it we both went at once at such a pace as rapidly to produce the ecstatic end, especially as that dear good Lou was sucking one of Sophie's titties, while she acted postilion with a finger up my bottom-hole. Being now somewhat less excited, I arose after a few minutes' soaking.

I took a long and loving survey of all her young charms, which possessed the extreme freshness and firmness of youth. Her buttocks were beautifully shaped, and though not so magnificently developed as those of Louisa, were hard and smooth as ivory and almost defied pinching. I deferred further inspection until night-time, for dear Lou had already introduced the subject of Fred and me passing the night with her, under the pretense that as now only two nights would elapse before her marriage, Papa wanted to make the most of them.

Sophie made no bones about it but was delighted at the chance, especially, as she flatteringly added, when dear Mr. Hargrave was to be of the party. His late effort had given her far too much satisfaction not to wish to possess him again as soon as possible.

Of course, I could only reply in one way to so flattering a compliment, namely, by proving it was deserved and showing my prick in a perfectly fit state to do so.

'Stop a minute,' said Louisa, 'I must come in for my share of the feast. We have not any more time than the fuck you are both so ready for, as we must return to the house to be ready to meet Tom. Mamma and Fred have gone with the carriage to meet him at Rouen, and bring him home.'

We had almost forgotten this, and dear Louisa was right. So she made Sophie get up, and she lay down herself in her place with her head towards the end of the couch. Sophie then mounted her and presented her bottom to me. That dear, lubricious Lou told me to take possession of Sophie's bottom-hole this time, while she would frig her clitoris and postilion me, she herself being gamahuched by Sophie. She would also have the pleasure of having the whole operation before her eyes.

'The will of the woman is the will of God,' says the proverb, and she had her way. I plunged as usual for a shove or two in the delightful young cunt, and being well-moistened gently glided into her tight, throbbing, heated arsehole. As it had been stretched and lubricated by the previous incestuous fucking of her fond parent, I had less difficulty in penetrating, and as she showed no symptoms of suffering we at once proceeded to the joyful business. Her young bottom-hole, from its internal heat and tightness, was more like a boy's arsehole than that of the female sex in general. This, added to the titillating effects of Lou's additional aid, made for one of the most delicious fucks imaginable. We all three spent together and remained for some time swimming in all the blissful sensations following such satisfaction as our lubricity and lust had just enjoyed. After which we readjusted ourselves and returned to the house.

On our road, through the woods, Louisa begged us to favor her and Tom after dinner, so that they might slip away. She was afraid, if she did not take the edge off his appetite, he might try to find her bedroom at night, which must be avoided, and she could not think of a better plan. Care had already been taken to put him in a distant part of the house. He arrived just before dinner, looking remarkably handsome.

Being already dressed, I showed him up to his room and remained with him. He was in ecstasies at seeing Lou so beautiful and begged me to favor his fucking her after dinner, for he would never be able to hold out if he did not have her that evening.

He said that one night, gazing on the photograph of her legs and bosom, his weapon throbbed so fiercely that to diminish it, he took the cool pillow and lay astride of it. However, when he did so, he could not resist looking at the picture, and pressing harder and harder with a wild and unknown pleasure that, at last, he fell asleep and dreamed that Louisa was squeezing him down with the beautiful calves of her legs. Then he awoke in a kind of rapture and found himself involuntarily moving up and down upon the pillow which he suddenly wetted with his warm fluid, which rushed out with an almost painful sensation from his excited errect instrument.

Harry

----

Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

5 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years.

6. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.

Continued in letter XV...

 

[aamirhydkhan]

Anonymous

Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER XV​

I cut short my last long letter as I was really too tired to write more at the time.

Our dinner party was of the gayest. The lovely evening and the softened light of the waning moon, which had only risen as we left, unusually late, from the dinner table, drew us to the terrace, and Sophie and I soon began to wander away from it, with the benevolent intent of favoring Louisa and Tom. We led the way to the nearest summer-house, and left them to their own enjoyment, keeping watch the while to warn them if any intruder should approach to mar their secret sacrifice of love.

They kept us positively one hour kicking our heels and keeping watch for them. At last Sophie and I heard Fred hallooing to us from the terrace, and we ventured to approach the hut.

The dear occupants were in the very agonies of spending, as evidenced by their cries of delight, which met our ears as we approached the entrance. We halted for a moment to listen, but we had approached at the acme of delight, and the sudden silence, broken only by occasional, deep-drawn sobs of delight, showed that for the moment all was over and that they were only reveling in the after enjoyment. So we ventured to interrupt them and tell them that they must of necessity cease for the present, as we were all sought for.

In a very few moments, they issued forth from the dark shade of the hut and joined us. I could see from the lustre that shone from Louisa's eyes how much she had enjoyed it. In fact, we heard afterward that they had employed themselves so well that Tom had had four super-excellent fucks, and had made that dear lascivious girl spend quite twice as often. But Tom whispered to me, ere we parted for the night, that she had resisted all his efforts to enjoy her from behind.

I told him by way of comfort that, doubtless, when she was his wife, she would be more dutiful and obedient to her marriage vows, in which she would have sworn to obey him in everything.

'By heavens, my dear Harry, if she does, you shall come afterward, and fuck her while I am into her bottom, and we will take it in turns, my dear fellow, to be in the middle. Won't that be jolly?'

As I sought my room, I called en passant at that of Fred, to beg him to call for me when he considered the coast clear to conduct me to his sister's arms. I undressed and put on nothing but my dressing-gown, and then lay down on the bed until Fred should come, leaving my night-light burning.

It was quite three-quarters of an hour before he came, by which time I had fallen asleep, and slept so soundly that Fred had to pull me off the bed to wake me up. My sleep, however, had much refreshed me, and Fred, taking my arm, led me through the now obscure corridors and passages to dear Sophie's room.

We found her waiting impatiently for us. The dear girl was lying in bed stark naked, covered only with a sheet, which she threw off as soon as we entered.

She flew into my arms to welcome me to her chamber. I had already dropped my dressing-gown, and received her in my equally naked arms, so that our nude bodies joined in a close embrace. Fred, too, threw his arms around both of us, and our three naked bodies were thus brought into close and loving contact.

The dear girl took a prick in each hand, while ours wandered all over her young charms, and we were rapidly getting too excited. Fred stopped this by telling us that we must not proceed too hastily, but at once go luxuriously to work.

'Lie down on the bed, Harry, and Sophie will most enjoy sucking your fine prick, for at present it is a novelty to her. I shall gamahuche her from behind, and we shall then prepare the dear girl for the greater feast of venery we mean to supply her with.'

We followed his directions. Sophie proved herself adept in all love's ways, and so arranged our positions that while she gamahuched me, and was gamahuched by her brother, she also frigged him, and we soon all spent profusely together. The lovely young creature luxuriously swallowed all I gave her and sucked on until not a drop more would come, declaring it to be the sweetest draught she had ever swallowed.

These preliminaries over, which had not only prepared dear Sophie for further efforts but had excited her sufficiently to support the attack in both quarters, we naturally gave her the choice of who should take her before and who behind.

She flatteringly accepted me as her front rank man. So extending myself on my back, she mounted me, and first staking herself on my hard, upright weapon, she rose and fell upon it for some time in the greatest ecstasy of delight, and seemed as if she desired to ride one race in that position before going further. Fred, however, became impatient and wished her to bend forward.

'Oh, do stop a moment, dear Fred,' she cried, 'I am co... coming!'

And down came her charming young nature, pouring its rich sauce over my delighted prick.

She had thrown her head back in the extremity of her ecstasy and would have fallen backward if I had not held her up with my arm.

For a few seconds, she was heedless of all around, but palpitated in all the joys of her delicious spend, and throbbed on my pleased prick to its unutterable delight. When she recovered herself, she fell forward on my bosom, and kissing me most lovingly, told me what exquisite joy I had afforded her. Our tongues joined in loving billings, and we should have forgotten all the world had Fred not broken in upon our mutual raptures by taking advantage of his sister's favorable attitude, and all too rudely assaulting the delicate orifice of her beauteous backside.

I have before described to you that she was still too young to bear without suffering any violent and rough attack in that quarter so that Fred's too rapid proceedings woke her up rudely from the loving embrace in which we were indulging and I begged him to be more gentle.

'Then withdraw for a moment,' said he, 'and let me moisten my prick in her delicious cunt. I can see her spunk oozing out, and it is all I want, for once my gentle prick is well-lubricated it will slip in with a tender movement and no pain will be felt.'

I did as he desired, while dear Sophie seconded his efforts by pushing her bottom well out and straining as if she wanted to evacuate, thus favoring his entrance so that he became fairly swallowed up without her suffering more. When once he was completely seated and at his ease, I resumed my own position by re-inserting my stiff prick; and after a few minutes of delightfully slow movements, we all became much too excited to dwell on such lesser joys. Our movements became fast and furious, and shortly ended in that death-like, and yet the rapturously ecstatic state of satisfied lust. We all spent simultaneously in the greatest and most delicious enjoyment.

We lay for some time enjoying all the blissful sensations of satisfied desire before we rolled sideways to each other. We none of us withdrew, but lay caressing each other luxuriously, and preparing ourselves by our loving endearments for further efforts. When the desired result showed itself in the renewed vigor of our pricks, we changed places, and I took possession of the exquisite and rosy orifice of the dear girl's bottom, while her incestuous brother occupied the delicious cunt I had just evacuated.

Thus we completed a second bout more luxuriously because we dwelt on it in a more leisurely manner, and again sank in all the raptures that satisfied lust could afford, swimming in all the after sensations of gratified passion for fully half-an-hour. We then rose to purify and refresh ourselves, again to begin all the wildest excesses to which raging lust and incest could prompt us.

Of course, we satisfied the lustful creature, and then, after some time to restore our energies, Fred lay down, and his lovely sister impaled herself upon his noble prick standing straight up like some great monolith and, stooping, she presented her glorious buttocks to my excited eyes. As her bottom was raised almost upon the point of Fred's prick, I bent down and thrust my tongue into her glowing arsehole, rolled it about, and, leaving sufficient saliva to aid my entrance, I plunged in with such sudden violence as made her buttocks shake again.

'Oh, Harry!' she cried. 'How delicious! Continue those vigorous thrusts, my love. I feel your manly prick up to my very heart. Shove on, oh! Shove on.'

And the wild creature, not being able to shove up and down, wiggled her bum in a peculiar and delicious side movement that made her spend almost immediately.

We thus passed a night of wild orgies, purifying ourselves from time to time as a refresher to our waning forces. During one of these pauses, dear Sophie favored me by posing herself in every conceivable attitude, that I might admire the exquisite beauty, elegance, and delicacy of her wondrously charming and youthful form. I may here incidentally add that I afterward photographed all those endearing young charms, and they form not the least beautiful examples in my very extensive album.

We left the dear girl to her well-earned repose at about a quarter to six in the morning. On issuing from her chamber I whispered to Fred that if we saw a dirty towel thrown down by the water-closet door, it would be a sign that dear Louisa had got rid of her father and her young favorite, and expected us to pay her a passing visit.

On reaching the passage, there lay the towel. So, opening the unfastened door, we entered and bolted it after us. Louisa heard us and came running to welcome us. She had only an instant before left the water-closet, for the repeated doses of her father and favorite in her bottom had so deluged it as to force her to seek an evacuation. In fact, she had hardly dried herself after purifying, so that our arrival could not have happened at a more opportune moment, as she was just longing for our appearance.

'Off with your robes, my dear fellows, and let me see if Sophie has left your pricks in a state to give me any satisfaction.'

The dear creature was in herself so very exciting that she had no reason to decry our powers, for both our pricks were in full erection. She gave them each a delicious suck, and then cried,

'Fred, come and fuck me, while I gamahuche dear Harry and get a mouthful of his delicious cream-like spending.'

So I lay down on my back while she straddled me. She sucked my prick and frigged my bottom-hole, while I did as much to her clitoris and fingered Fred's bumhole. Immediately above, my eyes feasted upon the enchanting sight of Fred's fine prick working away incestuously in his sister's insatiable cunt.

We made the libidinous girl spend twice before we each poured down torrents of sperm into her mouth and cunt. We paused some time before we were again in a fit state to resume operations. Then Fred moved from the front to the rear, while I took possession of his evacuated post. Dear Louisa's tongue intertwined with mine, while I handled the nipples of her tits, and wildly excited all her lubricity.

Again she spent twice to our once. We were longer than usual owing to the heavy work we had already gone through, and when we did die away, it was with such agonies of delight that we all sank completely overpowered with the exquisite nature of our ecstasy, so much so as to remain insensible to all around us, until a stirring in the lower rooms warned us that it was time for us to regain our apartments.

So tightly did that salacious creature hold us bound within the folds of her delicious cunt and bottom-hole, that it was only with difficulty that we could withdraw.


Harry

----

Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

5 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years.

6. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.

Continued in letter XVI


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[aamirhydkhan]

Anonymous

Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER XVI
​

Harry's description of Louisa's and Tom's departure for their honeymoon is lacking. Her absence is felt.

We had a rather silent dinner, the absence of dear Louisa weighing upon us, and we missed the liveliness and wit for which she was distinguished. After coffee we sat down to a quiet game of whist, previous to which Fred had seized the opportunity of our going together to the terrace to tell me that his father had whispered to Sophie that he should sleep with her that night, as Mamma wished to give up the whole night to her page. Papa had also desired Sophie to request Fred to join them.

This, of course, at once excited a desire on my part to join dear Mamma. So during one of the games, when I had cut out to allow Fred to enter, I saw them occupied in the middle of their game and quietly left the room. Finding no servant about upstairs, I went to Mamma's dressing-room, and took out both the key of the entrance door and that of the door of communication, and put them behind a wardrobe where they were not likely to be seen.

I now felt that I should be able to join in sport with that most splendid woman, and the very handsome and vigorous youth upon whom she bestowed her favours. Besides, I had not yet possessed Mamma in company with anyone else, and I wanted to accomplish this to break down any objection to her letting me into the more secret mysteries of the family.

I also felt that I should tonight realise and indulge in all the lewdness of real possession. I returned to the salon, found that my absence had not been noticed, and cut in again at the end of two rubbers. We retired to our rooms at half-past ten.

I lay awake in bed for two hours so that by that time I knew that not only must all the household be wrapped up in sleep, but also that dear Mamma and her page must have had sufficient time to rub off their first violence of lust. Slipping off my shirt and only keeping on my loose dressing-gown, I stole softly along to her dressing-room door, which, thanks to my foresight, I easily and gently opened. I then approached on tiptoe the door of communication, which was open, and through which shone the blaze of light in which Mamma delighted to copulate.

I could hear their lewd exclamations and the scuffle of their bodies by which I at once supposed they were in the full enjoyment of a fuck. So I boldly put my head round the door, being quite sure that they would be far too much occupied with their sweet encounter to notice my intrusion. And there they were, hard at it.

Thanks to dear Mamma's fancy for always having plenty of light, the delicious scene was visible in all its charming excitement. Mamma was kneeling, her glorious arse well up, and her head well down. The dear boy was kneeling behind; I could not tell in which hole his vigorous young prick was operating, but it was evident, by the fury of their lust, and the speed of their movements, that the crisis was near.

The sight was deliciously exciting, and my cock rose at the scene into bursting stiffness. I allowed them to die away and soak in bliss before I approached them. Mamma's head lay on the pillow and was turned the other way, so she had no chance of observing me.

As I approached William, his eyes were following the lewd wandering of his hands over the superb buttocks before him, so that my clasping her fine form and projecting buttocks was her first intimation of my approach or presence.

For a moment she fancied it was Papa, so that she neither withdrew nor started with surprise. My voice dissolved the spell, as with my other hand laid on the magnificent backside of darling Mamma, I said how delighted I was with the scene I had just witnessed, and with what pleasure I should now join in their delightful recreations.

Mamma turned round her head in amazement, and was about to rise, but I put my hand on her splendid shoulder and begged her to keep her position, as nothing could be more beautiful. She looked confused, and somewhat displeased; probably her pride revolted a little at my finding her in the arms of a servant.

Suspecting these to be her sentiments, I at once reassured her by saying,

'My dear Mamma, how delighted I am, and how fortunate you are, in having such a charming and handsome youth to serve you; it is the very thing I most wished you to have, and I little thought I should meet with such a delightful companion in the joys I came to seek in your arms. We shall now have twice the pleasure we should otherwise have enjoyed.'

My rather long exordium had the desired effect, and gave her time to reconcile herself to my discovery of her intimacy with William, so that she had at once the good sense to see that, after all, it could but add to the gratification of her insatiable lust.

She declared I was a sad fellow, but she supposed she must submit to all the freaks of my fancy. I passed one hand under William's fine buttocks, and handled his hard young balls, noting that his vigorous young prick was in a perfect state of stiffness.

My other fingers had been playing with Mamma's beautiful nipples, which I knew would most wildly excite her lust.

She began wriggling her glorious bottom, and I saw it was time to begin, for which my bursting prick was already rampantly longing.

So, begging William to lean well over Mamma's back and frig her clitoris, I quickly jumped up behind him and kneeling, lubricated my prick with my spittle, then applying its point to the tight little orifice presented to my joy, and which I had first kissed and sucked with my tongue, I gently glided into the aperture, not without difficulty. However, by patience and gentleness, I at last accomplished a complete insertion, then desiring him to imitate the delicious wriggle of Mamma's backside, I proceeded to fuck the enchanting youth.

Harry

----

Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

5 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years.

6. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.

Continued in letter XVII

​

 

[aamirhydkhan]

Anonymous

Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER XVII

Group sex experiences of photographer with her family.
​

You would have been somewhat surprised, my dear Charlie, at the sudden end to my last letter, but it was already unconscionably long. I was tired and had still to tell of the delicious proceedings of that night, so I determined to withhold them for another letter. With this explanation, I shall resume the current of my amorous adventures.

I left off after having inserted my bursting prick into the divine bottom-hole of the beautiful youth while dear Mamma, who was similarly transfixed by William's youthful dart, had begun the peculiarly nice shaking of her substantial and gloriously fine backside. I desired for him to follow and imitate her delicious movement, and he had hardly seconded her above a minute when the dear libidinous creature, with a scream of rapture, yielded a sweet tribute to the god of love. We paused to allow her to enjoy the delight of her spend, William thrusting his hard, ivory-like tool as far as it would go, and I rammed mine equally fiercely into his deliciously tight bottom-hole. In less than a minute our excitable and lovely Mamma became urgent for more active proceedings. We recommenced our delicious movements, and highly stimulated as we were, soon brought our first bout to an end, dear Mamma joining in the chorus of wild cries that ushered in the last grand crisis, which overpowered us with its excessive raptures, and we died away in a perfect agony of ecstasy.

That dear youth's constrictions on my excited prick, brought on by his own spasms in spending, were something beyond imagining, and I sank down on his back in all the languor of satisfied desire. We were all too happy to think of withdrawing from such delicious rapture until Mamma found the weight was becoming too much for her. I withdrew first with a loud pop from the tight aperture which I had so well corked, and bidding William remain within the exquisite sheath until I could gain my feet, I seized him and pulled him upright. As he withdrew, I turned him towards me and took hold of his cock, to which I instantly applied my mouth and greedily sucked the last drops out of it along with the rich matter with which it was bedewed from the sweet interior of the glorious creature in whose bowels he had previously poured down two libations.

I had so longed for an occasion to get the treat of such a withdrawal from her that it fired the excitement of my lust to its utmost extent of lewdness.

I tore him off the bed, plunged within my beloved Mamma's splendid and incomparable backside, and with one single bound my belly was brought up with violence against her immense globes. So unexpected was the attack, and so fiercely and instantaneously was it effected, that the dear creature gave a scream of delighted surprise.

Instantly recovering her lubricity she welcomed me with all the ecstasy of which her lewd and voluptuous nature was capable, squeezing my enraptured prick with those delicious pressures she so loved to give.

I paused a moment, although eager for the fray, to beg William to favor me with his beautiful toy, which was projecting from his stomach in all the fierce fury of desire.

He wanted no second bidding but jumped up in an instant, and all humid as it was from my sucking, thrust his prick up to the hilt in my longing bottom-hole almost as quickly as I had penetrated Mamma. At it we all three went in a fury of the wildest lust, and so delicious was it that I could not in any way pause to lengthen the joys, but rushing on with impetuous speed I rapidly brought our furious course to its natural termination.

Our screams of delight as the ecstatic moment approached were so loud that it is a wonder they did not alarm the household. At last jets of sperm burst from us in torrents and filled the delighted apertures in which they were deposited, and we sank utterly unconscious of any other feeling than that of the most ecstatic enjoyment. The fierceness and energy of our attack and its continued fury had so delighted Mamma that she was more overcome by the delicious after sensations than I had ever before seen her.

I almost became alarmed, telling William to withdraw his delicious prick which had given me such pleasure, and withdrawing my own from the divine backside of dear Mamma. The action of withdrawing drew her back, as she said, from heaven to earth.

Seeing that it was the only excess of venery that had held her so long entranced before she moved, I applied my lips to that most exquisite aperture into which we had poured three libations to love, and had so fully filled its delicious interior that the richly colored fluid was oozing out in a thick, trickling stream. I greedily licked it up and sucked it out.

This proceeding so pleased Mamma that she, too, wished for a similar indulgence before it was too late. Turning suddenly round she took my half-sodden prick in her mouth, and with the greatest avidity sucked off the same delicious matter with which it was so plentifully bedewed. She then rose and threw her beautiful arms around my body. I equally embraced her, our tongues intertwined in a loving kiss.

We were for some minutes thus deliciously employed, murmuring sweet words of the rapture we had all enjoyed. At last, we disengaged ourselves and proceeded to a general purification.

After our ablutions, we all three lay down on the bed together for a cuddle. Mamma's hands soon wandered to our two pricks, which her soft fingers knew so well how to raise into pristine vigor. All of us have become excited, we prepared to renew operations by first having a triple gamahuche. Mamma flattered me and said she would like to partake of the delicious, cream-like spendings of my prick. So arranging herself to suit her purpose, she took it into her mouth while one arm embraced my buttocks and enabled her to put her fingers up my bottom-hole.

William was so arranged that while he could gamahuche her cunt, and postilion her bottom-hole, her position was such that she could reach his prick with her other hand.

When all was settled to the satisfaction of the dear lewd creature we commenced our complicated maneuvers to our infinite delight. Mamma's ardent nature was far ahead of our slower powers, and she spent profusely in my mouth long before we were ready to second her. But this was just what her extreme lubricity most delighted in, as she got an extra enjoyment without overtaxing our powers.

No sooner did she feel by the increasing size and stiffness of the two pricks she had either in hand or mouth that we were about to spend than her own fierce lust brought her into as great excitement as ourselves. We all three dissolved away in an ecstasy of delight and lay panting with pleasure for some time until she practiced soft hand again produced its magical effect, for I never knew a woman with greater skill in the handling of a prick. She had the art of caressing it by a peculiar way to raise it to perpendicular in a very short time.

When we were sufficiently excited we prepared for more earnest work. Mamma decided that my larger cock should enter her capacious cunt, and that William's smaller but harder young weapon should plug her other orifice.

So I lay down on my back, and that glorious and splendid woman straddled me and impaled herself on my stiff and eager pego, keeping herself in an upright position, while I handled the nipples of both breasts, and William thrust a finger up her bottom-hole. She rose and fell in all the pride of her lustful beauty, saying she must spend in this position before further proceedings, and very quickly did the dear lewd creature inundate my delighted prick with her hot deluge of spunk. She died away in great joy and sank into my eager arms, which clasped her in a loving embrace. This position brought her into a favorable attitude for William's operations in her delicious bottom-hole, which he instantly plugged with his stiff, ivory-like rod.

She shivered again with delight at the thrust home of so hard a prick. Kissing me and thrusting her tongue into my mouth, she told me to pinch both her titties with my hands, and she began at once to wriggle her gorgeous backside with all her accustomed skill. We seconded the dear creature as well as we could, but before we could arrive at the grand conclusion dear lewd Mamma let loose another flood, and while we paused to allow of her after enjoyment, she greatly enhanced ours by those exquisite pressures she could so deliciously impart, either in the front or the rear, to the eager pricks so delightfully and mutually lodged together within her. It was impossible to refrain from more active enjoyment under such stimulants and we resumed our fucking. The action grew more fierce and furious, to the infinite satisfaction of libidinous Mamma, who joined our grand finale, which, ushered in by cries of agonized delight, ended in a death-like languor of exhausting desire.

Dear Mamma was in such excess of pleasure as to bite through the pillow below her face. Fortunately for me, it was not my own shoulder, for I am certain her teeth would have met in my flesh, for the fierceness of her lust made her teeth loudly grind together.

We lay a long time in all the ecstasy of enjoyment, but as their bodies at such a time became mere inert masses, I soon found them too much for me to support any longer. So giving them and myself a few minutes more of the delicious soaking we were so tranquility enjoying, I begged them to roll off. They did so, but by clever management, this was effected without unseating either of the pricks that were sheathed within her. By the frequent repetitions of these delightful encounters our passions were becoming less excitable, so, for a time, we remained in the tranquil enjoyment of being clasped together in close embraces.

Mamma and William, who had been at it much longer than I, began to feel drowsy. As the wanderings of my hand over all the glorious beauties of her superb form had begun to raise my lascivious desires anew, I proposed a position in which we could have one more delicious double-fuck, and yet leave ourselves free, without withdrawing, to drop off gradually to sleep in close embrace.

Mamma met the idea with great gusto, and we arranged ourselves thus: William, being the slightest body, lay down in front of Mamma between her glorious thighs, and took possession of her luscious and foaming cunt. I placed myself behind, begging her to push her thigh that was thrown over his body a little forward. She thus opened and exposed the deep crease between the two massive globes of her backside. I immediately took possession with my steaming prick, fresh from her equally steaming cunt, and was completely sheathed up to the hilt after gently gliding in.

With my arms around her body, I embraced her breasts and played with the nipples. She remained passive between us, save her peculiar peristaltic pressures, which were so great an addition to our pleasures.

William withdrew in unison with my outward movement, and then together we rapidly thrust in again, exciting the dear lewd creature excessively. She spent again before either of us and joined us most passionately in our final agony of pleasure.

We lay for a long time soaking in the after enjoyment, but Mamma had been so delighted and satisfied with the delicious pleasure this new position gave her that she begged for renewal as we were, before we sought repose.

We were both too gallant and too vigorous to refuse so slight a favor to one who had contributed so fully to our enjoyment, and we immediately complied.

This time we were longer than usual in arriving at the final crisis and dear Mamma had the gratification of spending thrice to our once when we died away in all the ecstatic excess of our enjoyment. We lay in delight without uttering another word, and all gradually sunk into a deep sleep.

We slept almost too long, and there was only time for William and me to give her another good poke in the position of our last effort. We then all rose, William to leave us, Mamma and I to lave our heated bodies after satisfying natural wants, during which operation Mamma treated me to a sight of her glorious cunt in the act of piddling. A most exciting sight it was, and no sooner had she finished her ablutions, than helping her to bed, I desired her to lie on her back and open her splendid legs. Then, getting on hands and knees between them, I passed my arms under her thighs as she bent her knees well up. When my hands reached her breasts, I began gamahuching her with vigor; she spent almost immediately, which I instantly gobbled up, and continued my exertions.

It was at this moment that the door opened, and Papa entered. He was somewhat surprised to find me there instead of the page, but instantly recovering himself, he said,

'Mr. Hargrave, you must be aware that you cannot have my wife without paying tribute to me.'

'I understand, my dear Sir-anything you please.'

As he had already a secret desire for me, he threw off his robe, scrambled up behind me, told me the attitude was excellent, and begged me to continue gamahuching his wife, while he would take his revenge in my charming bottom.

I was nothing loath and he ran his course with the utmost pleasure. When it was done, I said it must now be my turn, that nothing would give me greater pleasure, and he could take his glorious wife in either entrance.

He preferred her splendid backside. She knelt and he frigged her clitoris while I fucked him behind. It was a delicious union, and we all enjoyed it immensely. After this, it was time to separate. I told him I hoped now that the ice was broken he would allow me, after this, to participate often in such exquisite joys as we could all confer on each together in these delightful orgies, and he, of course, immediately consented.

Harry

----

Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

5 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years.

6. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.

Continued in letter XVIII

 

[aamirhydkhan]

Anonymous

Letters from a Friend in Paris

Sexual experiences of sexually omnivorous photographer.

LETTER XVIII

Group sex experiences of photographer with her family. ​

I got back to my room without being observed, chuckling over the fact that I was now completely initiated in all the mysteries of the family, and was an accepted participator in all the exquisite excesses of their incestuous intercourse; yet still there wanted the complete enlightenment of both Papa and Mamma as to my relations with both Fred and Sophie.

Mamma, who was as capricious as a young beauty of twenty, had taken a fancy to have Fred the following night, and Papa had been so well-pleased with his better half's action when I was included in the orgy, had that he had signified his intention of joining them.

I communicated to dear Sophie the arrangement regarding Papa, Mamma, and Fred, and begged her to invite William to join her, and I would come to her afterward.

The dear girl jumped at the idea, and so all was arranged. Sophie had taken possession of the room that had been Louisa's, and I told her how exciting it was to me to see her well-fucked before her fucker knew that I was an onlooker. The dear girl humored me in everything and said that it would greatly excite her to know that I was an onlooker unbeknownst to her fucker, and she would take care to make sure I had something worth looking at. However, she expected I would instantly come out when the other had finished, and give her the coup de grace, as a fresh prick immediately after a first fuck so greatly satisfied her longing cunt, while a first fuck only excited her sufficiently to make her long for an immediate continuation.

'Take two fucks out of that vigorous youth,' said I, 'and I shall be all the better pleased, for your delicious young cunt will enjoy it all the more, especially if he gamahuches you well first.'

'My dear Harry, Louisa did you no less than bare justice when she said you were the best and dearest fellow in existence; your proposition exactly meets my own lascivious desires. However, I shall be content with a double gamahuche and two fucks from that dear boy, so as to leave him vigor enough to serve you while you fuck me. Won't that be nice?'

I took her in my arms and kissed and thanked the dear girl for her happy suggestion. Indeed, I would have fucked her at once, but that circumstances and the occasion were not favorable. So we deferred such mutual satisfaction until we could indulge it to satiety in the security of night and her bed-chamber.

When we retired for the night I whispered while bidding her goodnight, that I must come at once, as I was too sharp set, and that I would be in the water-closet awaiting the retirement of her maid; I begged her to tap gently at the door when all was clear.

So it passed. The dear girl was as impatient as me, and quickly dismissed her maid, gave the appointed signal, and in less than a minute I was in her room, and we were both stripped to the buff. She threw herself on the bed with her feet over the edge and I took a chair and sat opposite. Her beautiful, graceful legs were thrown over my shoulders, and her lovely young cunt lay fully exposed in all its beauty to my delighted eyes. For a minute I was satisfied to open its pouting lips and gaze on the rich color inside and the lovely entrance to her delicious vagina; then, applying my lips to the charming opening, I proceeded to gamahuche her with all the skill I possessed. Her hot, young blood responded with all the vigor that my lascivious proceedings had excited, and in quick succession, she poured down two rich libations, which I greedily licked up and swallowed.

Of course, I had become greatly excited myself and rising, without changing her position, merely lifting her legs higher than they were, I brought my standing prick to the moist aperture and, to her infinite delight, plunged with one vigorous thrust up to my balls in her exquisitely tight and succulent young cunt. There I lay, a delighted and welcome guest, for a minute or two, reveling in all the charming, sensual voluptuousness of full possession. The dear girl, meanwhile, was welcoming me with all her delightful inner pressures, which, though as yet not equal to the perfections of Mamma or Lou in that way, gave promise of future excellence and perfection in that delightful gift which, in fact, both sisters inherited from their delicious and highly-gifted mother, whose cunt was a paradise of soul-thrilling joys, and whose equal I never met with, although her own daughter Louisa was the nearest approach to her rapture-giving excellence in that way.

The youthful charms and freshness of dear Sophie more than made up for any shortcoming in the higher perfections of her experienced mother or sister. She quickly excited me to more active movements, and we simultaneously poured down a joint tribute to holy Mother Venus with all the ecstatic joys of the rapturous crisis. I sank forward on her belly and was clasped lovingly to her beating bosom, where I lay in all the voluptuous and lascivious sensation of the after enjoyment.

We were both too lewd and vigorous for this to last more than a very few minutes. The returning vigor of my prick quickly reawakened all her lust, and we ran another course of rapturous delight, ending as before in the languor of momentarily satisfied desire.

The striking of the timbre warned us that William was at the door. We sprang to our feet. I was hastily stowed away in my old hiding place. Sophie only waited a moment to wipe up the tell-tale froth from her delicious cunt before opening the door and letting in the impatient young page, who had already struck a second appeal on the timbre.

The door was opened, and an immediate close embrace followed. Sophie fastened the door and then, lovingly entwined in each other's embrace, they hastened to the bed. Sophie fell back on it and William knelt, and applied his lips to her charming cunt, vigorously kissing and licking it. She soon spent, and then begged him to get onto the bed. Mounting him with their heads and bodies reversed, they had another mutual gamahuche, spending lasciviously and voluptuously in each other's mouths. Sophie continued to suck the dear boy's prick till it stood again, and, to do that vigorous and handsome youth justice, it required very little stimulation to bring his lewd passions again to the necessary excitement.

The young hussy had so placed herself that I could enjoy the delightful sight to the utmost, and the two dear young creatures, just as hot as each other, poured down their libation to love in mutual ecstasies of delight. Sophie's legs and arms entwined themselves round the delighted youth, and I could see, by the convulsive movements of her bottom, with what libidinous luxury she was applying her delicious pressures to that deeply-inserted young prick, whose youthful vigor quickly responded to such pleasure-giving sensations. He began to thrust furiously within the glowing aperture. But Sophie stopped him for a minute to reverse their position, which they effected by rolling over without withdrawing. When once fairly on the delighted youth's belly she drew up her knees so as to elevate her bottom, and give more play to the movement of her loins.

William clasped her tightly around the waist, holding her upper body well down, and this showed off her fine young buttocks to perfection. She began to move most voluptuously upon the stiff, slender weapon that impaled her burning cunt. I could see by the increased wriggling of her backside that her libidinous passions were rising to fever-pitch.

At this moment she thrust her arm backward, and made the motion of beckoning to me to come out, and turning her finger towards her young and rosy bottom-hole, she made the sign of pushing it in and out.

I understood her at once and being already in a state of wild excitement, I rushed out of the cabinet, and lightly vaulting onto the bed behind her, first kissed the exquisite orifice and moistened it with my tongue as far as it could penetrate. Then applying my saliva to my prick, I pointed it at the delicious entrance, and by gentle pressure soon sheathed it up to my belly. The dear lascivious girl spent with the delicious sensation produced by the complete insertion of two pricks at once within her.

She was ready in an instant afterward. Her fiery lust urged us on to the utmost again, and in a very short time, mutual screams of agonized delight ushered in the delicious crisis, when we all three yielded up torrents of spunk, and died away in love's languor of satisfaction.

Dear Sophie, on coming to her senses, declared it was the most enjoyable double-fuck she had ever had, and so satisfied were we all that, without any change of position, we fucked again, if anything with more exquisite rapture than before, and lay for many minutes soaking deliciously in the after delight. We lay long enough to restore our pricks to their normal stiffness, and then the dear girl, with her accustomed kind thoughtfulness for the pleasures of everyone, said that this time she must be the recipient of my prick in her cunt while the handsome young page should do his best to satisfy his pederastic inclinations.

So, kneeling, with her backside well up, she, with outstretched arm and hand beneath, guided my excited prick into her tight and deliciously bedewed cunt, which actually overflowed with the volume of rich young sperm that the vigorous boy had poured into it.

William inserted his stiff prick, slippery with their mutual spendings, into my delighted bottom-hole and I had a glorious fuck while gloating with delight in the charming, tight cunt in which I was ensheathed so tight that it was impossible to distinguish between being in its rapture-giving recess, or in the no less exciting rosy orifice of her bottom.

It is needless to say how deliciously we all spent, nor how we repeated the race with a change of position, William fucking her backside while I penetrated his hot recess, which appeared to me to be more charming than ever. As a finish, placing dear Sophie on her side, we made a sandwich of her, the page in front and I behind, and then fucking lazily, we finished our course and fell sound asleep as we were.

Sophie was restless so that when we awoke in broad daylight, we were all separated.

Harry

Harry

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Notes;

1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.

5 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years.

6. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.

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