LETTER XX

You may well bawl out me for my prolonged secrecy, for it is nearly a month since I sent you what you call the most damnably exciting missive you ever scan. The trueness is that our take over orgies, at last, became too much for me. The one I stopping point described inaugurated a series of others, much too repetitious for me to reiterate them over and over again, even if the indolence produced by such excess had allowed me to sit down and pen a letter long enough to invade hours in the mere mechanically skillful operation of writing it. Suffice it then to differentiate you that we exhausted every mannerism and every obscene idea that the wildest imagination and lust could devise in nearly three week of those continuous binge, which were twice as stimulating from the luscious co-occurrence of triple incest and incestuous sodomy.

Never, never was I so rapturously stimulated to superhuman exploit. However Nature, overworked, asserted her will and taught me that unless I recruited my failing powers by remainder and calm I should go under beneath the movement. So, unwillingly taking my leave of this most good-humoured and delightful kin, I departed and sought repose and re-invigoration in the tranquillity retirement of St. Valery, where healthful sea pushover and invigorating baths renewed the DOE lost in the unwarranted debauches that insatiable lust ever prompted.

I see that while congratulating me on my good lot in falling into such a good thing, you doubt if ever there was another example of such an intimate coupling between all the extremity of any family. Far from being alone, the newspapers frequently hint at the exposures before the magistrates of such intimacies in the lower circles ; and be sure, that, for one such exposure, there are hundreds upon hundreds that are never heard of. Doubtless, the conditions which lead to all promiscuously sleeping in the same way, and often the daughters occupying the same bed as their parents, steer imperceptibly to common enjoyment.

In the manufacturing districts, it often happens that Young girls who prove to be in the family way, confess before the magistrates that their comrade or forefather were the begetters of the bastard offspring.

A font occurred in the North, and was related to me by the surgeon who delivered the woman, of a mother not more than 32 class of age, whose husband having been killed by an accident in the mine, continued to occupy the one-roomed cottage, while the son worked in the mine and lived with his mother. As was natural they slept together to hold on each other warm, with the result already stated.

But to fly at gamey biz. In the thirties of this century, Mr. Count Rumford, a gentleman's gentleman of luck in Cornwall, served the position of senior high school sheriff of the county. He was deeply in love with and engaged to be married to, the lovely youngest daughter of a certain admiral, retired from active agent servicing, rich and living in the same county, near Bude, I believe. As soon as the bridegroom 's year of office was at an end, and all the amour of the shrievalty settled, the marriage came off with great acclaim, if I remember right, in Exeter cathedral.

After the common sumptuous breakfast, the happy couple started on their marriage trip, amid the thoroughly wishes of their admirer and the hearty cheers of the mob. They drove some twenty-five Swedish mile to one of those convenient hostelry on public roads which at that period served for the communion table on which maidenheads were sacrificed. Since then station hotels now serve the same purpose.

They dined, and the impatient bridegroom urged his St. Bride to an early on hideaway and joined her after a sufficient time interval had been given her to complete her night toilet and get into bed. The bridegroom had already undressed in his dressing-room, so throwing off his gown in the Chamber he jumped into bed, and with all the ardor of sexual love and warmth was into her in a minute, and without thought, or any preliminaries.

But once the border of fierce passion was reduced by this intercourse, he became aware of an unusual acoustic projection of belly below him, and also he bethought him of the ease with which he had entered what he expected to find in vestal tightness. He moved off her, and on feeling her belly discovered that she was at least six calendar month gone with child.

He taxed her with it, and there was an appearance of impeccant surprise as she asked him what he meant.

'I mean that someone else has already been doing to you what I have just done ?'

'Oh, yes, Papa has always done that ever, But, you know, Papas has a right to do so .'

'The daimon they have ! And were you the only one he did it to ?'

'Oh, no, both my Sister and I slept with daddy in turns when he did not wish to have two or all .'

On hearing this explicit explanation, there was no course left to the poor husband but to rise and relinquish her at once and forever. He told her to remain in bed, that he must go at once to his Sister, and would send for her. He felt that the piteous creature, brought up in the innocence of any criminal offence in what had occurred between her and her fond sire, was more to be pitied than scorned ; that all the inculpation was due to the father.

All the Lapplander, he must and would be discharge of so ugly a treason to him as to marry her to him in such a state.

He retired, dressed, took a post-chaise, and drove to his sister, who lived within a dozen statute mile of where he then was. She had been at the marriage, but he knew she would ride dwelling after he had left. He arrived between twelve and one o'clock after all had retired, but he knocked them up and desired them to go and tell his sister that he was there, and must-see her immediately ; she need not rise, he would come up up to her when she was ready.

Accordingly, he was shortly ushered into her elbow room. His pale and haggard face alarmed her greatly, and she at first thought some frightful accident had happened. He told her not to be alarmed, though it was something much more severe than an accident. He took a hot seat and sat by her bedside, while he recounted the dreadful secret he had gained self-control of.

She was perfectly horrified and asked what he meant to do in such a dreadful case.

'I shall go post-haste to London tonight, and shall immediately put the matter into my lawyer 's bridge player and, if potential, punish that hoary villain, as well as sue for instant divorcement, and have the bastard prevented from inheriting any place of mine. I have loved that girlfriend, and the horrors of the dark have nearly upset my reason. But, at any cost, an end must be put to my awful placement. She has been brought up to think it was all right, and it would be cruel to leave her where she is. I have therefore come to you, my dear sister, to beg you to drive over ahead of time in the morning. William Tell her, without mincing your words, of the dreadful military position she is in, and see her put into a carriage and sent back to her incestuous home. Tell her that I can never see her again .'

He drove up to town. The sister went the following morning and found the short girl in a dreadful way. She had never closed her eyes, and was sick and Sir Henry Rider Haggard with apprehension, although she had not at all realized the terrible position in which she was placed. So long and so early had she been accustomed to the parental incest that she thought it quite rude. So that when the sister explained all and told her she would never see Thompson again, the piteous thing, who was really in dearest with him, fell into hysterical fainting fits, which eventually brought on an abortion with such severe symptoms that, compounded by her desperation, also carried her off, and so put an end to any further publication of the event. It also freed her married man, who went abroad and did not reelect for years after.

The father, who had quickly heard of the event, suddenly disappeared with his early daughter, and it was never known where he had fled to until his death, which occurred in an obscure village in Holland.

The two now elderly and rich daughters returned and resided in Kent. They engaged a butler who soon won one of them and induced her to marry him. He built a new firm on the holding, and when live I heard of them the unmarried sister was living with them, and, doubtless, as they had been brought up to parcel pappa, they now shared the Butler, who was not above increasing his wealth by favoring both. But this was all fair fucking, if somewhat incestuous.

You remember I kept for some time a lady friend called Polly, although you were out of the body politic at the time. This girl was the girl of a horologer. You know the delight I take in ferreting out the early history of all girls I come near, and the tact I have in gaining their full confidence and confession.

well, Polly told me she had been fucked world-class by her founder, shortly after the end of her mother. Of grade, once getting a gustation of the sugar-stick, her back talk longed for mixture. She, in turn, seduced her Father 's Edward Young apprentice, who slept in an bonce. One day he was fucking her when the father 's voice was heard, so the youth got under the sofa, and was a witness to the sire 's incestuous sexual relation. He was foolishly and jealously sulky after pop 's deviation, but Polly knew how to tame the young bear, and a delicious nookie completely reconciled him to the event.

So, telling him in future to check for her father leaving her about midnight, and then to come to her coat of arms, she enabled the enchant youth to pass every night with her, although he had to depart her before six in the morning.

There was also an senior lodger on the first floor who had paid her attention, and of course, had her. After this she always slipped down to his storey, locking her threshold outside for fear of accident.

frankincense the young hussy gratified her lust with three pricks almost every night. She also initiated her younger comrade as soon as he attained age.

I parted from her after support with her for several months in consequence of her trigger-happy pettishness and highlife and finding out that she lavished her money on a low boyfriend. Long after, I met her accidentally and found her well kept by a high-level functionary, whose duty left her much exemption. She said that she had really liked me, and so earnestly begged for a roll in the hay that I could not turn away her, and often saw her as a friend.

Polly used to make me laugh in telling me how she used to delude me, and that often she had had lovers in the house when I lived with her and that when she had at clock time retired under the guise of her stomach being out of order, it was only to get a fresh piece of ass. It was then she told me of her brother fucking her. Her present keeper allowed him to domicile in the home out of regard for her so that he had her at every disengaged moment.

On hearing this I asked if he was at rest home, to which she replied that he was.

'Then go and get fucked and come back to me filled with his sperm ,'I said.

She gladly did so, for zip pleased her so much as a speedy succession of slit, and I had the most delicious fuck in her dripping cunt on her return. After this, I soon introduced the subject of our fucking in common, and doubly with her ; for I forgot to tell you that her father had taught her that delight had two entrances into her charming person.

She was uncommonly fond of every surfeit and sucked a prick to ne plus ultra. She afterward put her younger Sister into my script, who was even blistering than herself. She was a piffling forgetful but beautifully formed, and so sensitive that she would immediately drop upon even the middleman of a fingerbreadth in her cunt. I have known her to spend violently and with undue excitement at the mere contact of my prick 's point on her twat 's lips.

She was a loving and delicious shag, clinging to me with a close-fitting embrace than I ever experienced, and dying away in excessive delight which is seldom seen. She lent herself to every vagary of my lasciviousness and was altogether a bijou of a lie with creature. Alas ! She died early.

I had Polly 's tertiary sis, too, who was worth having but did not equal either of the former two. She is now married to a baronet.

You may also commemorate my telling you that I once had an machination with a very fine, marvellous, superb woman, kept by a baronial God Almighty, and who had taken a fondness to me, and as is usual when such is the showcase, did it all for love, repudiating all pecuniary reinforcement. Her chronicle was as follows : she was one of three equally amercement sisters and they had two liberal vernal blood brother. Their don has left a widower in their youthful years, and had initiated all the daughters in love 's ways. They, of course, imparted their knowledge to their younger crony, and they became a most tie and loving crime syndicate, but all in the way of average shag. Only once had her father penetrated by the back threshold, but he had given her such torture and made her bleed, and she had been so very sore for some time after, that she never again allowed that sacred grove to be invaded. Once the ice was fairly broken, they became a happy, united, kinsperson sometimes having a general orgy, but more often taking it in act to change pardner each night.

I once found her young brother at her house, and as I knew all about him, I winked at her. She took the hint and asked me to make out and help her to save a hard letter of the alphabet. We retired.

'Fuck me at once, high-priced Harry, my brother has this moment done so. Feel how I am inundated with his spunk .'

She threw herself back on the bed as she drew up her clothes, and her pussy was indeed all awash with fuck, so exciting, that I stooped, licked it all up, made her spend again, and then, wild with desire, I rammed my prick home plate to her heart 's content.

After this, her Brother and I became big friends and we slept together with his sister, and had one or two delicious orgies.

I shall dedicate you one More instance out of many others that have come under my own observation.

I used to love the most delicious, voluptuous young lady, a shoal associate of a niece, who spent the holiday with my Sister when I too was staying in the star sign. She looked so lascivious that I took the opportunity, while swinging her, to lay cargo deck of her full bottom, and compliment her upon its freshness and firmness.

She laughed and took it so much as a matter of row that in helping her Down I slipped my script up to her bare tush to screen its reality. Instead of repulsing me, she said she hoped I was satisfied.

'So much so ,'said I, 'that I must find if the front corresponds to so admirable a posterior .'

There was no electric resistance and no prudishness. I found all deliciously moist, it was evident she was excited. So, striking while the iron was hot, I led her into the dense shrubbery, and, she nothing loath, I fucked her al fresco. There was no difficultness, for the ground had evidently been plowed before, and she showed her knowledge and common mother wit by imploring me not to spend inside.

So, taking the shit by the horn, I said I could only do so by depositing my treasure in the vault of the neighboring grotto.

Not the slightest objection was made. Therefore, asking her to turn on her side, I introduced my glowing whoreson into a rosiest and tight minuscule bottom-hole and, after a fleeting face of pain, I found her as ready as with her twat, and we had a most delicious spend.

I wanted a secondly fuck in the exquisite aperture in which I found myself so unexpectedly a receive guest, but my new Quaker had discreetness as well as passion, saying it was in too exposed a place and we that would more than probably be discovered, but we could now easily arrange for more convenient chance. And so we did ; and we slept together almost every night for nearly the all month that the delightful visit lasted.

But, to come to our topic subject. I wormed out of her in our close liaison the secret of her readiness and aptitude. Her father had not only fucked her, but also three other daughters, and was in the habit of depositing his seed in the chamber in which it could not set, hence her complete initiation and loving-kindness for the sugar-stick. Of course of action, once fully initiated, like all the rest of her sex, there was no resting until she had tried what other son of a bitch were like ; and she owned the first liking for me, and her determination to let me stimulate her if I tried.

In another instance, an Italian, whom I knew, fucked his female parent and got her with child, and XVII years after, when I saw him in Italian Republic, that sister-daughter was then, for the second metre, under accouchement with a child begotten by him.

A alike thing occurred at Dieppe between a mother and son at a hotel where I was myself a visitor. individual entered the way by misapprehension and found the happy incestuous couple hard at employment. They had unfortunately left the door unlocked. You may easily guess the dirt that followed. The imprudent pair were forced to beat a retreat.

I could remark others, but you must be mental object with the budget I send.

Harry

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1. During my visit to John Griffith Chaney for studies where we had an Old Ancestral household, I stumbled on a phratry treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and bill in the gem which contained authoritative, Age-old, Erotic Holy Writ, Novels, and cartridge clip probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and preciously. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

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4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from City of Light. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful womanhood come to Harry 's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one affair leads to another, and aroused Harry 's life becomes one big Parisian bacchanal. Before internet porn, before porno video recording, before porn pic, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read adult books and magazines. square-toed and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment diligence - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishing company, some Koran were printed by the source themselves, and most of the author were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century book of account are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offence to modern-day reviewer - in to a greater extent means 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 gravid example of classic strait-laced erotica.

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

6. My sincere excuse to the source of the Novel and referee for editing, or modifying the underage mental object, if any, to take in it suitable for publishing in Bodoni times.

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