The friend in City of Light is Harry. Harry Hargrove, lensman. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portraiture taken, but while there, one affair leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian bacchanalia. Before internet erotica, before porno television, before porn film, citizenry lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read adult Book and magazine publisher. straightlaced and Edwardian England had its own adult amusement diligence - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishing company, some Book were printed by the generator themselves, and nearly of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite nauseous to contemporary proofreader - in more means than one. The anonymously written"varsity letter from a Friend in capital of France"was first published in 1874. This novel is a great example of Victorian erotica.

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LETTER 3

After the panorama last described I passed a very restless nighttime, in which I studiously avoided any sort of pressure on my boisterous organ. Next break of day I was in a sad state of burning desire. I sat before the fire, finishing the picture of Tom for Louisa and then she came, looking more beautiful than ever, with a sure languid air, which made me say that she too had passed a restless night after our exciting piece of work yesterday morn and my detailed de***********ions of the delectation the sexes could move over each other.

When she had laid aside her bonnet and shawl, I clasped her in my arms, and gave her a most loving and foresighted embrace, which she warmly returned. I pushed my clapper into her sweetened lip, and said, ‘ Oh, hark back me the favour.'

She darted her affectionately lilliputian tongue in immediately, and I sucked it deliciously, pressing her loving bosom with one helping hand, while the early wandered over the wide expanse of her brilliant and marble-like can, pressing my body against hers, so that she could experience the pie-eyed expulsion that was throbbing in my trousers. She smiled as I handed her to her seat, and I could see that her middle glanced down to my rumbustious member, bulging out as if he would burst the alliance of cloth that confined him.

I begged her to sit with her feet on the fender, and to purloin her dress 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 ease, and while I continued at work 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 drill had been carried very far, especially in the pleasures of rubbing with other female child. She confessed that my conversation and de***********ions of the late day had occupied herself and two chamber companions nearly all Nox, hence the languid air I had observed.

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

Of her two bedroom comrade, one was marguerite, a fine-grown, voluptuous, large-breasted, comely girl of se*****en, of very hot warmth. The other, Emma, was a delicate picayune fair-haired mantrap of nearly si***en, well-developed for her age. These three bedfellows had taught each early all they knew or could make up, and that had been carried very far. I soon found that, in fact, the sly puss who the day before had put on such an air of ignorance and surprisal, was, in reality, a enceinte muckle more knowing than I gave her credit rating for. She confessed, however, that it was such a joy to hear a man descanting on the subject field that, although abashment withheld her confidence at that import, she felt how delicious it would be to tell me everything and have no concealments between us.

I thanked the dear girl for her confiding trust in me, which she should never regret. She then described how they had practised last night a new approximation I had given her. After they were all undressed and quite naked, she had laid Marguerite on her back, then kneeling on the bed straddled her and, bringing her endearing aperture right field before her face, she pressed the stiff, rosy button of moon daisy's nipple into the opening as much as she could, twisting her body deliciously on the hard, swelling bosom, while Emma rubbed Louisa's clitoris with one hand, and with the early frigged herself, reclining on the bed so as to premise the forefinger of each script into their asshole, increasing their enjoyments in what was to them a nobleman manner, so that they spent more deliciously than ever.

They had repeated this, each to the former, until, quite exhausted, they sank to catch some Z's. It must have been great fun could one but have seen them.

In telling me all this Louisa had often to beat about the scrub for locution to explicate their activity and their way of carrying them out. I then showed her the photograph of Tom's beautiful erection, which perfectly enchanted her, as it was the 1st clip she had really seen the theatrical of a standing prick. It made her center glitter and her face flush.

‘ Oh ! What a rattling thing it is-what do you call it ?'

So I told her it was a prick intended to go into her cunt, which was the name we gave the pin-up opening move between her legs. I went on to teach her to use all the round-eyed, plainest give-and-take for such topic, as we did as boys at school.

It was quite charming to hear this elegant, beautiful and accomplished girl talk hesitatingly about Tom's branch, thigh, buttocks, asshole, balls, motherfucker, and babble without stockpile of her own tit, snatch, hind end and clit, as well as of nooky and frigging, and gamahuching.

‘ Then,'she said, ‘ when Tom fucks me, he will put this farseeing thing into my-cunt-do you hollo it ? But it seems so big, I fear it must hurt me. Even my dear fellow traveller Marguerite has sometimes hurt me when she has attempted to get more than one finger's breadth in when… frigging me, as you call it.'

I told her there would be no great trouble if she had already had a digit thrust up as far as it would go, and that the keen delight that followed would more than compensate for the pain of entrance.

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

‘ Oh ! My dear fellow !'she said. ‘ You dear odorous fellow ! How I should like to sustain 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 disastrous to your wish ; you would be sealed to cause a child, and would be utterly ruined. But following month, during the university vacation, you will be able-bodied to meet here, and you shall then have every pleasure but that.'

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

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

‘ semen, my dear girl, and before the day is gone, let me shoot you in another position.'

She consented at once. So I placed her on her hands and knees, with her bottom to the light, and then raised her wearing apparel and chemise, and laid them on the diminished of her backrest, so as to discover her somebody from the waist. I made her crouch down on a sofa cushion, project herself out and separate her knees well. Considering the goodwill and elegance of her lady-like figure I was thunderstruck at the smallness of her waist, the declamatory growing of her hips and the magnificence of her buttocks.

My goodness ! What a splendiferous arse she had ! Such immense, Andrew D. White, dimpled cheeks, smooth as ivory and as hard, projecting apart a niggling, and separated by a shadowy valley opened by her posture so as to show her sweet little pink arsehole. A puberulent coronet of soft, coloured hair was around it and even mouse up the hollow of the vale towards her cover in graceful tiny curls, while below commenced the veridical tomentum of her snatch, thick, bushy, glistening and curling, covering the sides of her brim and even part of her thigh, and spreading in most luxuriant profusion up to her navel.

Just exert your resource, and fancy the most beautiful, refined and educated gentlewoman you know, and put her John L. H. Down in this position. Her loins deeply retiring, her arse doubly presenting its great breaking ball, supported on wonderfully developed thighs, and then the beautiful leg and exquisitely small feet. In the eye of the picture a lovely recess-a tabernacle of the God of Love-its moist pink inside, the delightful clitoris ( betraying by its tight project the state of excitement the dear creature was under ) and in this placement, above it, the impenetrable-looking fortunate dimpled chad of her arsehole.

Heavens ! How I was excited-I could not photograph her. I stammered something about sexual love, and felt deliquium and sick. She sprang up to me in a fright.

‘ Oh !'I said. ‘ Don't be alarmed, my confection love, I am only absolutely paralysed by the sight of your unparalleled 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 return for all your forgivingness to him as well as to me. semen, show me your prick at once, my dear fellow.'

While she spoke her sharpen finger's breadth were meddlesome unbuttoning me, and in an instant my wildly throbbing shaft stood up in her hand. I had sunk previously on the sofa, and lay reclining in a favourable berth for developing a make out view of its unscathed duration. You remember what mine was like, old fellow, when we were at schooltime and college. It has developed more since then ; it is now not too long, but long and big enough, very well-proportioned-altogether a fair handful. Louisa was astounded both at its sizing and stiffness.

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

‘ Oh, yes, it could,'said I, ‘ but we must do something of LE risk 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 a great deal for my already over-excited state of matter. So I said :

‘ Oh ! My love, cease for a present moment, let us disembarrass ourselves of some of our inconvenient clothes, and then I will demo you how we can outflank avail ourselves of your charming suggestion so that you, too, my sweet lovemaking, may enjoy it at the same time.'

She immediately complied, and took off all but her stoppage and sack, while I reduced myself to my shirt. She was not at all afraid of a little tumbling with me, any more than with her two school companions, but first she made me have off my shirt that she might gaze her fill on this, her first view of a naked man. Of course, my dickhead and its outgrowth came in for her sterling tending and curiosity, but I was far too excited to shelve matter, and told her she should fully indulge her peculiarity after I had assuaged my bursting turmoil. Accordingly I laid myself down on the rug before the attack, with a cushion under my nous. I then made her work her back to my fount and kneel down across me, stooping forward so as to work her beautiful snatch down upon my mouth while she, bending her head, could suck and frig my dent. She was au fait in a minute. So, throwing her chemise over her binding, I had her splendid arse and arsehole immediately before my eyes, and my clapper instantly darted upon her button, which was already standing stiffly and projecting quite an inch from the pouting mouth of her delicious slit, now wet with an incipient spend. I greedily licked it up, and sucked and rubbed her clitoris with my tongue. The twitchings and convulsive movements of her physical structure showed how exquisitely I was exciting her. From time to clock time I thrust my tongue as far as it would go up her twat, and sometimes changed it to her bunghole, which seemed to yield her more pleasance than even in her cunt. I soon felt she was approaching the blissful consummation. I thrust my index up her cunt-I found no difficulty, as her shoal companions had already broken the hymen-and, when well-moistened, I thrust it up her bunghole. Adding its rapid movements to the agility of my spit on her clitoris, I brought on the wished-for crisis, for which the nimble crusade of her bottom, and the convulsive throbbing of her arsehole on my finger had prepared me. She covered my mouth and face with her delectable spunk as she sank the altogether weight of her glorious asshole down upon me. I followed her sweet delirium a bit later, for dear Louisa had been equally interfering on her part although, naturally, with less science in a handling so new to her. However she did uncommonly well, indeed all I could desire, even to following the representative I set her by thrusting a finger up my bottom and frigging away while sucking my prick, and tickling its ancestor and squeezing the lump with the other manus. So that almost as soon as she poured down such a richness of punk upon me, I deluged her oral fissure with my over-gorged reservoirs of ejaculate, which she greedily swallowed.

She lay entranced for some metre, then, raising herself up, she turned round and lay down on my belly, kissing and fondling me in the most bonk and charter fashion, and hoping that she had given me as practically delight as she had felt herself, although she thought it hardly possible that anything could equal the ecstasies she had so exquisitely enjoyed.

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

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

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

‘ Oh ! How much more beautiful this is than the bosom of a woman,'said she. ‘ I greatly admire my buxom companion at school-her tit, for a woman, is wonderfully fine-but what is it to the beauty of this ? And take care at this moderately hair covering your beautiful belly until it joins that of my dear ally there ( giving it a pat and a mollify liquidity crisis ). But come, turn round and let me see the magic spell of the other side. Well, I declare, you are hair all over : weapon system, berm, thighs and legs, and here is a great bunch on each side of meat of your buttocks. Open your legs, sir, there, the whole class is filled, and you have far more on your — what shall I prognosticate it-arsehole than I have. Oh ! How manly and beautiful all this is, and what pleasure it gives to sense and hug it all over.'

And she passionately kissed the cheeks of my arse and even pressed her sweet lips against my arsehole. Then, begging me to stomach up, she turned me round and one shot, with loudly expressed pleasure and admiration.

I now said, ‘ fountainhead, you have had your fill, without Erolia minutilla, of looking at my perfectly naked body. You must now indulge me with the same by taking off these covetous halt and chemise.'

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

Ye Gods ! What a celestial form ! Now I could stare enraptured on its every perfection. She was absolutely perfect in name, and developed every beauty that ever distinguished the finest statues plus the rich physical body and blood, and the most glorious incarnation, such as neither Titian nor Correggio could equal. Then the cover girl line of the darkest brown hair and the lily-white hide. Her berm in their stately breadth, her glorious breasts standing well apart and as firm as rocks, with their delicate pinko pap inviting a kiss ; her beautifully rounded arms, her small-scale waist, and the extraordinary fine gallant of her hips and ass, of which I have already written but, which seen in an erect attitude, seemed still more beautiful. I ran my kisses all over her body, and could have worshipped her. Of course, she had observed that all this was rapidly producing a ‘ resurrection of the anatomy'and stopped me that she might more closely watch over the change, which had so very much novel pleasure for her. It was soon as great in its glory as ever, and all the flirting and flirtation we had both indulged in had equally excited her-indeed, more so, for before I could put her in the new status I desired, she clasped her arm unit of ammunition my waist and, sighing, sunk her head on my boob and, while squeezing hard at my standing prick, she pushed her soundbox close up up to mine and spent profusely. I immediately laid her down on her back on the rug, and, opening out her legs, glued my brim to her deliciously wet twat and licked all her spunk up, thrusting my middle finger well up her cunt, upon which it continued to throb convulsively, as she was still in the throes of her seething ecstasy.

When the enchantment was over, she drew me to her tit and our sassing joined in a recollective kiss of satisfied desire. A picayune frigging and fondling soon put her in the humour for far sport. I now turned upon her and, getting my foreland between her thighs, I began to gamahuche her more satisfactorily, while she took my prick in her sassing and handled my balls, bottom and arse. I soon produced upon her a renewal of the crisis, while reserving myself for a later discharge. Wetting the midsection finger's breadth of my right deal in her moist cunt, I put it up her delicious arsehole, while gently insinuating the middle fingerbreadth of my left hand hand up her cunt. When, by the convulsive distortion of her bum and similar air pressure of her thigh brush up my neck, I felt that the titillating crisis was at hired hand, I thrust both finger's breadth backwards and forwards rapidly, and she went off with a scream of delight, and sank senseless for a few minutes. This momentary quiet enabled me to delay my own firing off for another effort 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 swallow it. I never tasted more delicious punk, nor smelt a cunt with a purer aroma than the richly-adorned one over which I gloated.

She soon recovered all her Energy, which appeared to be stimulated rather than appeased by the three sacking she had already enjoyed. So at it we went, and again soon brought on the fantastic consummation, which this time was simultaneous. She lay for some time too entranced to move. Alas, as it was getting late, we had to cease the sweet brush. I aided pricey Louisa to cut back, and with many an embrace, and many a resolution shortly to renew our past tense delights, and with a promise to say nothing to Tom, we parted.

Continued .