The friend in Paris is Harry. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful womanhood come to Harry's studio apartment to sustain their portraiture taken, but while there, one affair leads to another, and randy Harry's life history becomes one big Parisian riot. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, masses lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and cartridge holder. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own grownup entertainment industriousness - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the author themselves, and most of the author were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offense to modern-day lector - in more ways than one. The anonymously written"Letters from a admirer in Paris"was first published in 1874. This novel is a not bad exercise of victorian erotica.

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LETTER 3

After the aspect last described I passed a very unsatisfied night, in which I studiously avoided any variety of pressure on my disobedient organ. Next morning I was in a sad commonwealth of burning desire. I sat before the fervidness, finishing the image of Tom for Louisa and then she came, looking more beautiful than ever, with a certain languid air, which made me theorize that she too had passed a restless night after our exciting work yesterday dawning and my elaborate de***********ions of the delectation the sex activity could give each other.

When she had laid aside her hood and shawl, I clasped her in my arms, and gave her a most loving and hanker embracing, which she warmly returned. I pushed my tongue into her sweet mouthpiece, and said, ‘ Oh, repay me the favour.'

She darted her dear little tongue in immediately, and I sucked it deliciously, pressing her loving boob with one manus, while the other wandered over the wide sweep of her glorious and marble-like buttocks, pressing my body against hers, so that she could feel the stiff ejection that was throbbing in my pant. She smiled as I handed her to her seat, and I could see that her center glanced down to my boisterous member, bulging out as if he would collapse the chemical bond of cloth that confined him.

I begged her to sit with her feet on the fender, and to get up her garb up on her lap, so that I could see their beautiful shape, while I shaded off and finished Tom's photograph.

These preliminaries had put her completely at her simplicity, and while I continued at workplace on the picture I led her on to fuller confessions than she had made the day before. I found, as I more than half-suspected, that her nunnery recitation had been carried very far, especially in the pleasance of friction with other lady friend. She confessed that my conversation and de***********ions of the previous day had occupied herself and two bedroom companions nearly all dark, hence the languorous air I had observed.

I was curious to hear how she had luxuriously improved upon the de***********ions and vignette I had given her.

Of her two bedchamber companion, one was Marguerite, a fine-grown, buxom, large-breasted, comely little girl of se*****en, of very hot warmth. The other, Emma, was a delicate fiddling fair-haired smasher of nearly si***en, well-developed for her age. These three bedfellows had taught each early all they knew or could formulate, and that had been carried very far. I soon found that, in fact, the sly kitty who the day before had put on such an air of ignorance and surprisal, was, in world, a great sight more knowing than I gave her credit for. She confessed, however, that it was such a pleasure to get a line a man descanting on the subject that, although bashfulness withheld her confidence at that moment, she felt how delightful it would be to tell me everything and have no secrecy between us.

I thanked the beloved female child for her confiding trust in me, which she should never regret. She then described how they had practised last night a new idea I had given her. After they were all divest and quite naked, she had laid Chrysanthemum leucanthemum on her back, then kneeling on the bed straddled her and, bringing her lovely aperture right hand before her face, she pressed the stiff, rosy button of Paris daisy's nipple into the opening move as much as she could, twisting her body deliciously on the hard, swelling bosom, while Emma rubbed Louisa's clitoris with one deal, and with the other frigged herself, reclining on the bed so as to premise the index of each hand into their bunghole, increasing their use in what was to them a baronial manner, so that they spent more deliciously than ever.

They had repeated this, each to the other, until, quite exhausted, they sank to sleep. It must throw been heavy fun could one but have seen them.

In telling me all this Louisa had often to beat about the Dubya for verbal expression to explicate their activeness and their means of carrying them out. I then showed her the photograph of Tom's beautiful erection, which perfectly enchanted her, as it was the maiden time she had really seen the mental representation of a standing prick. It made her optic glitter and her human face flush.

‘ Oh ! What a wonderful affair it is-what do you call it ?'

So I told her it was a cocksucker intended to go into her cunt, which was the name we gave the endearing opening between her legs. I went on to learn her to use all the dim-witted, plain words for such matters, as we did as boy at school.

It was quite charming to hear this elegant, beautiful and accomplished girl lecture hesitatingly about Tom's legs, thigh, buttocks, arsehole, balls, prick, and blab out without military reserve of her own breasts, cunt, bed and clit, as well as of fuck and frigging, and gamahuching.

‘ Then,'she said, ‘ when Tom fucks me, he will put this long thing into my-cunt-do you visit it ? But it seems so big, I fear it must hurt me. Even my near companion ox-eyed daisy has sometimes hurt me when she has attempted to get more than than one finger in when… frigging me, as you call it.'

I told her there would be no cracking difficulty if she had already had a finger thrust up as far as it would go, and that the exquisite joy that followed would more than compensate for the painful sensation of entrance.

Of course, I told her how her picture had excited Tom, and I also confessed to the lover's part I had taken on the occasion.

‘ Oh ! My affectionately fella !'she said. ‘ You dear dessert fellow ! How I should like to suffer done it for him-that is to say, if we really, really must not be together as if we were married.'

‘ My dear Louisa,'I replied, ‘ there is but one objection, but that is fatal to your wish ; you would be sealed to have a minor, and would be utterly ruined. But next month, during the university vacation, you will be able to take on here, and you shall then deliver every pleasure but that.'

‘ Oh ! I know what you mean, frigging and sucking, you call it. I will frig and go down on him, and he shall frig and blow me, if he likes. Frig… frig-such a pretty word.'

You can hardly reckon how nearly wild all this force back me, but wanting to get her more freely exposed to my view than heretofore, I said,

‘ come, my heartfelt girl, and before the day is gone, let me snap you in another position.'

She consented at once. So I placed her on her hands and knees, with her rear end to the igniter, and then raised her clothes and slip, and laid them on the lowly of her back, so as to expose her person from the shank. I made her bend down on a sofa cushion, project herself out and separate her knees well. Considering the state of grace and elegance of her lady-like figure I was thunderstruck at the smallness of her shank, the tumid ontogenesis of her hips and the splendor of her buttocks.

My good ! What a glorious arse she had ! Such immense, white, dimpled cheeks, smooth as ivory and as voiceless, projecting apart a piddling, and separated by a shadowy vale opened by her position so as to show her sweet little pink arsehole. A pubescent coronet of subdued, dark hair was around it and even creep up the hollow of the valley towards her spine in elegant diminutive curls, while below commenced the existent pilus of her pussy, thick, bushy, slick and curling, covering the side of meat of her mouth and even component part of her second joint, and spreading in virtually luxuriant profusion up to her navel.

Just exert your imagination, and fancy the most beautiful, graceful and educated madam you know, and put her down in this billet. Her loins deeply retiring, her arse doubly presenting its majuscule curves, supported on wonderfully developed thighs, and then the beautiful legs and exquisitely small feet. In the heart of the scene a lovely recess-a tabernacle of the God of Love-its moist pink inside, the delightful clitoris ( betraying by its unbendable projection the nation of fervour the honey animal was under ) and in this lieu, above it, the impenetrable-looking fortunate dimple of her arsehole.

nirvana ! How I was excited-I could not photograph her. I stammered something about passion, and felt swoon and sick. She sprang up to me in a fright.

‘ Oh !'I said. ‘ Don't be alarmed, my dessert dearest, I am only absolutely paralysed by the sight of your unequaled and overpowering beauties. I can not -I can not …'

But she understood quite well what I meant and said,

‘ Harry, my own dear champion, you must let me do all for you that you did for Tom. I insist upon making a retort for all your forgivingness to him as well as to me. ejaculate, show me your whoreson at once, my dear fellow.'

While she spoke her tapered fingers were meddling unbuttoning me, and in an second my wildly throbbing mother fucker stood up in her manus. I had sunk previously on the couch, and lay reclining in a favourable position for developing a unadulterated view of its altogether length. You remember what mine was like, old beau, when we were at school and college. It has developed more since then ; it is now not too long, but long and large enough, very well-proportioned-altogether a fairly handful. Louisa was astounded both at its size of it and stiffness.

‘ Gracious ! That could never get into a cleaning lady's-what do you call it ? — cunt, I think, you told me ?'

‘ Oh, yes, it could,'said I, ‘ but we must do something of less hazard to you.'

‘ Oh yes,'she said, ‘ I will do as you want-as if to Tom.'

And in her delight at seeing it, she fondled and squeezed it. This was too practically for my already over-excited state. So I said :

‘ Oh ! My love, cease for a bit, let us rid ourselves of some of our inconvenient clothes, and then I will show you how we can trump avail ourselves of your charming proposition so that you, too, my odoriferous dear, may savour it at the like time.'

She immediately complied, and took off all but her stays and chemise, while I reduced myself to my shirt. She was not at all afraid of a minuscule tumbling with me, any more than with her two school comrade, but first she made me adopt off my shirt that she might gaze her filling on this, her first view of a naked man. Of trend, my prick and its appendages came in for her greatest attention and curiosity, but I was far too rouse to postpone issue, and told her she should fully indulge her curiosity after I had assuaged my split upheaval. Accordingly I laid myself down on the rug before the fire, with a cushion under my head. I then made her turn her backbone to my font and kneel down across me, stooping forward so as to bring her beautiful cunt down upon my oral cavity while she, bending her header, could suck and frig my prick. She was au fait in a here and now. So, throwing her chemise over her back, I had her glorious bunghole and asshole immediately before my eyes, and my tongue instantly darted upon her clitoris, which was already standing stiffly and projecting quite an inch from the pouting lips of her delectable pussy, now wet with an inchoate spend. I greedily licked it up, and sucked and rubbed her button with my tongue. The twitchings and spastic social movement of her organic structure showed how exquisitely I was exciting her. From metre to time I thrust my tongue as far as it would go up her pussy, and sometimes changed it to her arsehole, which seemed to afford her more pleasance than even in her pussy. I soon felt she was approaching the blissful consummation. I thrust my forefinger up her cunt-I found no difficulty, as her shoal fellow traveler had already broken the hymen-and, when well-moistened, I thrust it up her arsehole. Adding its rapid movements to the agility of my clapper on her clitoris, I brought on the longed-for crisis, for which the nimble drift of her backside, and the convulsive throbbings of her arsehole on my finger had prepared me. She covered my sassing and face with her delightful spunk as she sank the entirely weight unit of her splendiferous arse down upon me. I followed her sweet delirium a moment later, for dear Louisa had been equally occupy on her part although, naturally, with LE skill in a manipulation so new to her. However she did uncommonly well, indeed all I could trust, even to following the instance I set her by thrusting a fingerbreadth up my bum and frigging away while sucking my prick, and tickling its roots and squeezing the balls with the former manus. So that almost as soon as she poured down such a richness of spunk upon me, I deluged her back talk with my over-gorged artificial lake of come, which she greedily swallowed.

She lay entranced for some time, then, raising herself up, she turned round and lay down on my belly, kissing and fondling me in the most bonk and charter manner, and hoping that she had given me as much delectation as she had felt herself, although she thought it hardly potential that anything could be the ecstasies she had so exquisitely enjoyed.

She then turned down by my side, and began anew her inspection of my mortal, first regarding my prick, now reduced to a simple shadow of its former nation. She was greatly surprised for, though cushy when it left her mouth, it was then of considerable volume.

I explained to her the nature of the change and of the happy adaption of the end to the means ; for what should we have done had he been always in a State Department of erection ? Fortunately, he could be induced very easily to recover his erstwhile Department of State, as she would quickly determine if she continued to caress him in the way she was then doing.

‘ fountainhead,'she said, ‘ I must first admire your manly and beautiful form.'She regarded my brawny chest of drawers, all thickly covered with black hair descending over my belly until it joins that surrounding the dickhead, plucking the scroll with her slender fingers.

‘ Oh ! How much more beautiful this is than the bosom of a charwoman,'said she. ‘ I greatly admire my buxom companion at school-her boob, for a woman, is wonderfully fine-but what is it to the beauty of this ? And seem at this fairly hair covering your beautiful belly until it joins that of my heartfelt friend there ( giving it a pat and a gentle squeeze ). But come, turn round and let me see the charms of the other side. Well, I declare, you are hair all over : arms, shoulders, thigh and legs, and here is a expectant bunch on each side of your butt. give your legs, sir, there, the unit division is filled, and you have far more on your — what shall I call it-arsehole than I have. Oh ! How manly and beautiful all this is, and what pleasure it gives to feel and embrace it all over.'

And she passionately kissed the impudence of my arse and even pressed her perfumed lips against my asshole. Then, begging me to stand up, she turned me round and round, with loudly expressed delight and admiration.

I now said, ‘ fountainhead, you have had your fill, without stretch, of looking at my perfectly naked body. You must now coddle me with the same by taking off these jealous hitch and chemise.'

‘ That is only fair,'she said, and at once stripped to the skin.

Ye graven image ! What a heavenly form ! Now I could stare enraptured on its every flawlessness. She was absolutely staring in bod, and developed every smasher that ever distinguished the okay statues plus the rich flesh and roue, and the most glorious embodiment, such as neither Titian nor Correggio could equalise. Then the lovely contrast of the darkest embrown hair and the ashen skin. Her berm in their baronial width, her glorious breasts standing well apart and as house as rocks, with their delicate pink teat inviting a kiss ; her beautifully rounded implements of war, her pocket-size waist, and the extraordinary mulct clotheshorse of her hips and tail end, of which I have already written but, which seen in an upright view, seemed still more beautiful. I ran my buss all over her body, and could have worshipped her. Of course, she had observed that all this was rapidly producing a ‘ Christ's Resurrection of the flesh'and stopped me that she might more closely watch the change, which had so lots novel delectation for her. It was soon as great in its glory as ever, and all the dalliance and toying we had both indulged in had equally excited her-indeed, more so, for before I could put her in the new position I desired, she clasped her arm round my shank and, sighing, sunk her headway on my bosom and, while squeezing hard at my standing cocksucker, she pushed her body close up to mine and spent profusely. I immediately laid her down on her back on the rug, and, opening out her legs, glued my rim to her deliciously wet bitch and licked all her spunk up, thrusting my middle finger well up her cunt, upon which it continued to shudder convulsively, as she was still in the throes of her seething ecstasy.

When the enchantment was over, she drew me to her titty and our lip joined in a hanker kiss of satisfied desire. A little frigging and fondling soon put her in the temper for promote mutation. I now turned upon her and, getting my head between her second joint, I began to gamahuche her to a greater extent satisfactorily, while she took my dent in her sass and handled my balls, bum and arsehole. I soon produced upon her a reclamation of the crisis, while reserving myself for a later dismission. Wetting the midway finger of my correct handwriting in her moist pussy, I put it up her delicious asshole, while gently insinuating the middle finger of my left-hand deal up her cunt. When, by the spastic distortion of her bum and exchangeable pressures of her second joint round off my neck, I felt that the titillating crisis was at hired man, I thrust both fingers backwards and forwards rapidly, and she went off with a belly laugh of joy, and sank senseless for a few minutes. This momentary quiet enabled me to delay my own dismissal for another try in her favour.

Oh ! How beautiful it was to see this pleasure-throbbing cunt, as the profuse discharge ebbed out and ran down faster than I could lick it up and ravenously accept it. I never tasted more delicious spunk, nor smelt a cunt with a purer aroma than the richly-adorned one over which I gloated.

She soon recovered all her Energy Department, which appeared to be stimulated rather than appeased by the three release she had already enjoyed. So at it we went, and again soon brought on the grand consummation, which this time was simultaneous. She lay for some time too entranced to actuate. Alas, as it was getting late, we had to cease the sweet encounter. I aided dear Louisa to dress, and with many an embracing, and many a resolution shortly to reincarnate our past times delights, and with a promise to say null to Tom, we parted.

Continued .