missive VII

At last, the day arrived when my beloved Louisa and I were to proceed to her father 's house. We had purposely named to all our friends in Paris the day before that on which we were really expected at her dwelling so that we might stay on the route and have one finis night of uninterrupted indulgence in our passionate love life of each other.

We fixed upon the pretty village of Rosny, not far from the Vernon post, for the spot of our last delicious lone enjoyment of our lascivious revels in passion 's domains.

We had a pleasant run down to Vernon. I had been there myself before to choose our poop and had found a gracious, clear country inn, the landlord himself being the cook. A passenger car was waiting for us, and a very courteous dinner was served up shortly after our comer. We had, however, already improved the occasion, and had one delicious gamahuche, followed by an recherche screwing which, combined with our journey, so sharpened the appetites that we did ample judge to the really adept dinner party set before us.

Being a delectable summer evening, we got permission from our landlord to stroll through the very pretty cosmetic grounds of the Chateau de Rosny, formerly in the possession of the Duchesse de Chuck Berry. We found a delightful bench, at least half a sea mile long, overlooking the River seine, charming fragrance, and at the far end a sort of pavilion summer-house, with divans around two sides.

Louisa suggested that these had doubtless often been used by the lecherous duchess, who was well-known for her depart affair, and giving me a lascivious coup d'oeil, fairly invited me to touch those who had been there before. I was already about to propose the really thing and, as the low height of the couches, as well as their breadth, suggested a kneeling positioning, Louisa knelt down. I turned up her clothes well over her back, and the whole knockout of her brilliant arse became exposed to my ardent gaze. I stooped and gamahuched her, but she was already so shake with her recollection of the duchess 's loves, that I had hardly got my tongue fairly on her clitoris before she spent profusely. Giving one dependable lick up, I left the greater portion to lubricate the passage and, bringing my stiff-standing pricking to the entrance, I rubbed it up and down the lips preparatory to a plunge at once up to the hilt. beloved Louisa gave a scream of delight as she felt the glowing raft plowed its way violently forward until my belly came with a boot against her fantabulous buttocks. I begged her to frig herself, as I should otherwise lose the delightful view of her glorious arse in all the amorous action she so deliciously exercised when making love 's dart was buried in her rapture-giving cunt ; besides which, my upright piano stead enabled me to frig her charming asshole, and thus add to the pleasance my straining prick was yielding to her cunt. There never was a more imaginative creature than my darling Louisa. She cried out,

'Harry, my love, phone me your darling Duchess, and I will forebode you my Deutz .'( The Jewish buff who was supposed to be the real father of the Count de Chambord, and who afterward, from green-eyed monster, was her two-timer in Brittany. )

I immediately complied, and the darling missy Lent herself to the dissimulation and, I really believe, spent twice to a greater extent than she otherwise would have done. Certain it is that she went off at once with a screeching of delight when I cried out,

'Oh ! My beloved Duchess, my adored Caroline, do you feel your Deutz 's prick up to the hilt in your royal stag cunt ?'

My continued action, and the keeping up of the deception, soon excited her again into a commonwealth of the wildest lecherousness, and she spent profusely a indorse time. I purposely held myself in, so that I was enabled to get her once more so frantic that when I was ready to come we both simultaneously spent together-I crying out,

'My adored Duchess, do you feel the torrent of sperm I am driving into your royal interior ?'

'Yes, oh yes ! My darling Deutz, shove your splendiferous prick into my pussy as far it will go, bollocks and all, if possible .'

The dear girl, in the extremity of her salacious lust, gave me such exuberant pressures with her bang-up mightiness in that way that I felt nerved at once to advance efforts, and after a few push more in her delicious slit, I suddenly withdrew and plunged into the smaller aperture of her stupendous arse. She met my plunge with a backward push, so that belly and buttocks met with a shock most exciting.

'Ah ! That is it, darling Deutz, you know my arsehole is for you alone. His royal Highness the Duke has never been allowed incoming that way-so it is all your own. But frig me, dearest Deutz, and shove a finger or two up my cunt .'

In this way, my darling Louisa doubly enjoyed our libidinous pastime. Again thrice did she soften the sweet nectar of her spunk before I was ready to contact her in the ecstatic crisis ?

After soaking in bliss for some second I withdrew, and the dear backer, turning quickly cycle before I could put my mother fucker into my pant seized it in her mouth and sucked it clean, declaring that it was sweeter than ever, and had given her the most exquisite joy in her take up character.

We recommenced our stroll, enjoying the exquisite sweetheart of the evening. The moonlight had risen and increased the charm of the tantrum. We lingered on, listening to the chorus of the Luscinia megarhynchos. We turned in to one of the shadowed bowers and sat down to savour the harmoniousness. Dear Louisa thought, from the commodious and comfortable lounging seats, that this too must have witnessed the loves of the amorous duchess, and asked if her Deutz would not again embrace her.

'Ah ! My beloved Caroline, ever and at all times your majestic twat is dear to me .'

And precipitating myself into her arms, she drew out my ready standing asshole, and we had another delicious fuck, the costly girl 's fancy exciting her so much that she declared it made her drop continuously.

Notwithstanding these preliminary physical exercise, we nevertheless managed to run six courses during the night and dayspring. We were in no hurry to surface, as we were not expected to be at Rouen before four o'clock. The dear animate being excelled herself in all the libidinous contrivances to excite and keep alive our mightiness of fucking and enjoyment of every libidinous idea. She must have spent more than twice as often as I did.

We were fortunate in finding an empty coupe in the train, of which we took ownership and, before arriving at Rouen, had made it a boudoir of love, and twice sacrificed to Priapus on both his loved altars.

Louisa had told me it would be essential to be on our safeguard at her house. She told me she could manage somehow or early for us to meet occasionally, but I must leave it to her to chip in me the sign when that could be the case.

We found her sidekick Frederick waiting with the carriage for us. Their greeting was most affectionate and strong. I found him a very-handsome, well-built immature man and strikingly like his sister. Louisa introduced me. He was most frank in his address and said he was delighted to prepare my conversance, as he had long wished to see me from the frequent acknowledgment his sister had made of me in her letters home.

We had an pleasurable drive of about an hour and a half from Rouen to their Church Father 's house, which was beautifully situated on one of the well-wooded, rolling hills of the neighbourhood.

We reached the theater for half an hour before dinner. papa and Mamma, and a younger babe Sophie, as lovely as Hebe, was at the door to have us.

Harry

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Notes ;

1. During my visit to London for bailiwick where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, journal, and notes in the hoarded wealth which contained classical, Age-old, Erotic book of account, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my root. They are all timeless and treasured. They are a must-read for all pornography lovers.

2. The master copy Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are recollective deadened or Anonymous.

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

4. The varsity letter were written by a supporter, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful fair sex come to Harry 's studio to throw their portrayal taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry 's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before cyberspace porno, before porn videos, before porn movies, multitude lusting for raunchy, X-rated amusement read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industriousness - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some al-Qur'an were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the author were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century ledger are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in Thomas More shipway than one. The anonymously written `` letter from a Friend in Paris '' was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a bully example of classic Victorian erotica.

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

6.. My sincere apologia to the author of the Novel and referee for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in modern font times.

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