letter of the alphabet VIII

I found myself the guest of the most charming and agreeable family. The father was a fine, openhanded man of li years of age. His wife, quite younger to him, was becoming plump. She was, however, evidently in the full moon force of wellness and specialty, and although somewhat too prominent in boob and belly, one could see by her remarkably fine sleeve how firm her shape was. It was evident also that her asshole must be of prodigious proportions. Her step was firm and elastic, her feet minuscule, and altogether she gave you the impression of a most worthy woman who would take the stiffness out of any man. I at once marked her down for a square off attack. It will be seen in the future how far I succeeded.

I have already named the brother Frederick and the exquisite Whitney Young sis Sophie. After dinner party and coffee, we adjourned to the beauty parlor, in which I found various musical instruments, for the household were eminently musical. The two sisters sat down to the pianissimo, while Frederick took out a flute, and the Father-God a violoncello, and we had various concert pieces played with with child skill and core. After which the female parent took her harp, which suited well her fully-developed figure, and sang a delightful song with very much skill and feeling. She was followed by a duet of the two sisters, my darling Louisa taking her mother 's shoes at the mouth harp, upon which instrument she was as skilful as on the piano.

It may easily be supposed that the evening passed away a good deal too quickly. At eleven we retired to rest. I was very happy to have a unruffled nighttime after the terrible drain on my resourcefulness of the last three sidereal day, and it may readily be supposed that I thoroughly enjoyed the excellent bed and bedroom in which they had lodged me.

The following day we passed the forenoon in walk of life about the priming coat, and after lunch in a charming drive through picturesque countryside to show me their neighbourhood. Again we had after dinner a repetition of music and singing, with somewhat more conversation, and I again retired to a lonely couch to sleep soundly.

The following day I began my serial of photographic portrait, commencing with dada, of whom I made three poses-all very successful. I next took Frederick in three affectedness. My reason for photographing the male first was, if possible, to run down out the rest of the family. The first day all were represent, the following day only mommy and Louisa, the day after only mommy, when I photographed Sophie. Then I had Mamma all to myself, as I had given Louisa a hint to keep her sister away. This enabled me to pay all the attention I desired to the female parent. I took fear to alter her pose so as to give me the excuse of handling her arms and arm by which I assured myself of the resolution of their flesh, and I took charge, accidentally, to feel the wonderful solidity of her ass. I did not let slip the opportunity of apparently spontaneous facial expression of admiration at her amercement and fully developed form. I could see that the flattery was received with pleasure, and augured well of futurity success when opportunity should yield. I even hinted what a splendid pic she would ca-ca with a little lupus erythematosus insurance coverage and a greater abandon of pose. That appeared to please her vastly, to judge by her manner, but she made no remark at the time.

During these days I had made myself a perfect captain of all the ins and outs of the house.

Louisa 's bedchamber was somewhat apart from the others, with a room access from her dressing-room initiative into a passage leading to the water-closet, an placement that appeared convenient for access, as one might be supposed to be intention upon a innate lack, when in realness bent upon a very different game.

She had given me two short and ineffective merging on the priming coat, where, in a condescend office, she had merely enabled me to hurriedly let off my superfluous steam.

I urged her to allow me to come at night by the convenient threshold in the water-closet passing, but she said that must not be, and that for promote accomplished tomfoolery we must wait until her regaining to genus Paris after her marriage.

There appeared to me to be some secret in all this, and I determined, if potential, to unravel it. So, on the day I had photographed her mother, knowing that Louisa had gone out with Sophie to keep her away, I took the opportunity to visit and closely try Louisa 's bedroom and dressing-room. Both elbow room had inner baize-covered doors so that when the outer doors were locked nothing could be heard within ; but above the inner door of the dressing-room was a timbre, as the French would call it, a sort of Alexander Graham Bell that only gives one response when pulled. There was on each side of the window of the dressing-room a kind of cupboard wardrobe : the left-hand one was full of wearing apparel, the other had half of the modest component fitted with a hinged lid, which, at first, I thought was a water press seat, but on lifting the lid I found it was only a storehouse for cheating linen paper ; there were pin above, but goose egg hung on them. As this was last to the room access of communication with the chamber, which opened against the bedroom window, this cupboard, unless the doorway of communicating was quite shut, commanded a panorama of the bed and parts adjacent.

It was the very lieu in which to hide : I immediately ran to my room and, getting my gimlet without which I never travel ( as it is convenient to have a bun in the oven trap into neighboring way, and thus I have made many pleasing breakthrough ) I returned and, judging where to bore, made two holes, one of which commanded the dressing-room and the other the bed, amp ; c, of the other way. I then possessed myself of the key, so that once within I could, as I found, lock myself in. Thus fully prepared, I mounted to the top of the house, where there was an extra small store as a belvedere or fine prospect full stop. This completely commanded the grounds. I wished to see if I could discover what had become of Sophie and Louisa, that I might join them. But I saw much more than I expected, and which made me rejoice that I had taken the precautions I have mentioned.

In an hold in blank space, unobservable from all points except the majuscule elevation where I found myself, I beheld the two sisters with their brother Fred. The three were lying on a grassy slope and the two girls had their petticoats drawn up ; Fred was comparing and handling their hairy cunt. Even at the space, I was, I could make out the dark mass of Louisa 's splendid fleece. Sophie evidently was more slightly provided by comparison. I saw Fred stoop and kiss both cunts, and then the girls jumped up and escape from their petticoats down as if to prevent further proceedings in so unguarded a blank space. Fred felt each of their merchantman, and then they disappeared among the trees.

Oho, I said to myself, I see how the wind blows. No wonder Louisa made difficulties about my going to her at Nox. I have now no incertitude Master Fred passes the nighttime with her. However, I shall be there to see, and it will be strange if I do n't eventually conjoin in their sport.

Of track, I did not undertake to join them in the grounds after what I had seen. At dinner party, I complained of a headache and languor and fancied I had caught a frigidity, or that some of the chemicals I had been making use of had affected me adversely. In the evening I slipped away a little after ten o'clock, telling mammary gland to make my apology when the music was over, as I wished to retire other and be left quiet. I got to my bedchamber and, slipping off coating and vest, and donning a dark flannel dressing-gown, and taking with me a minor flask of wine-colored, I locked my door outside, put the key in my sac, got quite unobserved to Louisa 's dressing-room, and was soon safely ensconced and locked in the above-mentioned closet.

The niche for the dirty linen with its lid formed a convenient tail end so that I had no fear of being over-fatigued from standing erect all Night. In about half an hour Louisa entered with her maid, and after various sewer procedure was helped to bed, and the housemaid, after lighting the night-light, left by the dressing-room door. I felt much inclined to leave my secrecy and unite the darling girl in her bed, where she lay so enchantingly receive, but I could see by her restless manner that she was on edge with first moment, and evidently awaiting the arrival of mortal. I had not long to hold back. I heard a stair in the water-closet passage, and then I could see in the dim light the door out-of-doors and a soma enters who, when he came within the light of the bedroom, showed himself to be unmistakeably her buddy, Fred, in dressing-gown only. He had bolted the doorway by which he entered but did not close the intermediate door between the two rooms so that I could see everything.

He rushed up to the bed, and Louisa, rising, met his embracing halfway. They had a tenacious, long kiss of love, and I could see that his bridge player was reveling in all her secret charms. Of course, this could not last above a instant, as both were too fervid to waste fourth dimension in such prelude trifles.

'Off with your clothes entirely, dear Fred ,'cried Louisa.

And rising she threw off her night-gown. Fred was nearly as quick, but left just sufficient time for Louisa to light a lamp, conveniently placed to give them all the atonement of gazing on each other 's most common soldier parts.

Fred caught her by her brilliant buttocks just as she finished lighting the lamp ; they then fondly embraced and clasped each former 's defenseless bodies in their arms. Then turning in front of a cheval glassful, they gazed upon their common charms. A brilliant sight to see these beautiful creatures in all the undisguised perfection of their exquisite symmetry !

Fred 's prick stood stiff up against his belly and was a magnificent weapon, somewhat declamatory than my own. The picture was so exciting that I could not ward off frigging myself, but for the detail, I must refer you to another letter. I am too excited to write more.

Harry

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Notes ;

1. During my visit to Jack London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral dwelling house, I stumbled on a family gem. Apart from other thing I also found a hump of ledger, journal, and notes in the treasure which contained Greco-Roman, 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 writer of these Stories/Letters or clause are long drained 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 showtime such Christian Bible ).

4. The alphabetic character were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, lensman. Brigham Young, beautiful fair sex come to Harry 's studio to cause their portraiture taken, but while there, one matter leads to another, and randy Harry 's life becomes one big Parisian saturnalia. Before cyberspace porno, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read adult Word of God and magazine publisher. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult amusement diligence - countless erotic novels were put out by suspect publishers, some Good Book were printed by the writer themselves, and most of the writer were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century al-Qur'an are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite queasy to modern-day lector - in more mode than one. The anonymously written `` missive from a admirer in genus Paris '' was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a expectant good example of Greco-Roman Victorian erotica.

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

6. My earnest apology to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage subject, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in modern times.

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