LETTER XX

You may well scold me for my lengthened silence, for it is nearly a calendar month since I sent you what you call the most damnably exciting letter you ever register. The truth is that our repeated splurge, at last, became too much for me. The one I last described inaugurated a serial of others, much too repetitious for me to retell them over and over again, even if the acedia produced by such excess had allowed me to sit down and pen a letter long enough to engross hour in the mere mechanical cognitive process of writing it. do it then to tell you that we exhausted every pose and every salacious idea that the wildest imagination and lustfulness could get up in nearly three weeks of those continuous orgies, which were twice as stimulating from the delicious escort of triple incest and incestuous sodomy.

Never, never was I so rapturously stimulated to superhuman movement. However Nature, overworked, asserted her will and learn me that unless I recruited my failing mogul by rest and quiet I should drop beneath the effort. So, unwillingly taking my farewell of this most good-humoured and delightful fellowship, I departed and sought repose and re-invigoration in the quiet retirement of St. Valery, where healthful sea air and invigorating bathtub renewed the energies lost in the unwarranted debauches that insatiable luxuria ever prompted.

I see that while congratulating me on my dependable fortune in falling into such a practiced affair, you doubt if ever there was another example of such an confidant coupling between all the members of any family unit. Far from being unique, the paper frequently hint at the exposures before the magistrates of such intimacies in the down in the mouth set ; and be for certain, 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 room, and often the daughters occupying the Saami bed as their parents, confidential information imperceptibly to common enjoyment.

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

A case occurred in the North, and was related to me by the operating surgeon who delivered the charwoman, of a female parent not more than thirty-two old age of age, whose husband having been killed by an chance event 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 retain each other warm, with the solution already stated.

But to fly at higher secret plan. In the thirties of this century, Mr. Count Rumford, a gentleman of fortune in Cornwall, served the office of in high spirits sheriff of the county. He was deeply in passion with and engaged to be married to, the lovely youngest girl of a certain full admiral, retired from active armed service, rich and life in the same county, good Bude, I believe. As soon as the bridegroom 's year of federal agency was at an end, and all the involvement of the shrievalty settled, the union came off with great acclamation, if I remember veracious, in Exeter cathedral.

After the common sumptuous breakfast, the well-chosen couple started on their married couple slip, amid the practiced wishes of their friends and the hearty cheers of the mob. They drove some twenty-five Roman mile to one of those commodious hostel on public roadstead which at that full point served for the Lord's table on which hymen were sacrificed. Since then station hotels now serve the same purpose.

They dined, and the impatient groom urged his bride to an former retirement and joined her after a sufficient interval had been given her to make out her night toilet and get into bed. The bridegroom had already undressed in his dressing-room, so throwing off his robe in the chamber he jumped into bed, and with all the ardor of love and passion was into her in a minute of arc, and without thought, or any preliminaries.

But once the edge of rough passion was reduced by this coitus, he became mindful of an strange projection of belly below him, and also he bethought him of the ease with which he had entered what he expected to ascertain in virgin closeness. He moved off her, and on feeling her belly discovered that she was at to the lowest degree six months gone with child.

He taxed her with it, and there was an coming into court of innocent surprise as she asked him what he meant.

'I mean that soul 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 field to do so .'

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

'Oh, no, both my sisters and I slept with pop in good turn when he did not wish to have two or all .'

On hearing this explicit explanation, there was no course left to the pitiable married man but to spring up and depart her at once and forever. He told her to remain in bed, that he must go at once to his sister, and would beam for her. He felt that the piteous animate being, brought up in the innocence of any crime in what had occurred between her and her fond sire, was more to be pitied than scorned ; that all the blame was due to the father.

All the same, he must and would be free of so horrifying a treachery to him as to wed her to him in such a state.

He retired, dressed, took a post-chaise, and drove to his baby, who lived within a dozen miles of where he then was. She had been at the spousal relationship, but he knew she would drive home 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 enjoin his sister that he was there, and must-see her immediately ; she need not wax, he would issue forth up to her when she was ready.

Accordingly, he was shortly usher into her room. His pale and Sir Henry Rider Haggard face alarmed her greatly, and she at offset thought some horrible accident had happened. He told her not to be alarmed, though it was something much more serious than an accident. He took a chair and sat by her bedside, while he recounted the dreadful closed book he had gained ownership 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 hands and, if possible, punish that hoary scoundrel, as well as sue for split second divorce, and have the dickhead prevented from inheriting any property of mine. I have loved that fille, and the horrors of the Night have nearly upset my understanding. But, at any toll, an end must be put to my horrendous status. She has been brought up to think it was all right, and it would be cruel to allow for her where she is. I have therefore come to you, my dear sister, to beg you to beat back over early in the sunrise. Tell her, without mincing your language, of the abominable positioning she is in, and see her put into a pram and sent back to her incestuous nursing home. recount her that I can never see her again .'

He drove up to townspeople. The sister went the following morning and found the pathetic girl in a dreadful way. She had never closed her optic, and was pallid and Haggard with apprehension, although she had not at all realized the terrible position in which she was placed. So long and so betimes had she been accustomed to the parental incest that she thought it quite natural. So that when the sister explained all and told her she would never see Homer A. Thompson again, the poor affair, who was really in love with him, fell into hysterical fainting tantrum, which eventually brought on an abortion with such serious symptoms that, compounded by her despair, also carried her off, and so put an end to any boost issue of the consequence. It also freed her married man, who went abroad and did not give back for years after.

The father, who had quickly heard of the result, suddenly disappeared with his other girl, and it was never known where he had fled to until his death, which occurred in an unnoticeable village in Holland.

The two now elderly and rich girl returned and resided in Kent. They engaged a Samuel Butler who soon won one of them and induced her to marry him. He built a new house on the attribute, and when conclusion I heard of them the single sister was living with them, and, doubtless, as they had been brought up to share Papa, they now shared the butler, who was not above increasing his riches by favoring both. But this was all fair fucking, if somewhat incestuous.

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

wellspring, Polly told me she had been fucked world-class by her Father-God, shortly after the destruction of her mother. Of course of instruction, once getting a taste of the sugar-stick, her brim longed for variety. She, in good turn, seduced her founding father 's young apprentice, who slept in an attic. One day he was fucking her when the forefather 's articulation was heard, so the youth got under the lounge, and was a informant to the founding father 's incestuous intercourse. He was foolishly and jealously sulky after dada 's expiration, but Polly knew how to tame the youth bear, and a scrumptious piece of tail completely reconciled him to the event.

So, telling him in future to ascertain for her father leaving her about midnight, and then to get to her weapon, she enabled the delighted youth to turn over every nighttime with her, although he had to go forth her before six in the morning.

There was also an aged roomer on the first floor who had paid her care, and of track, had her. After this she always slipped down to his level, locking her door outside for care of accident.

Thus the Thomas Young hussy gratified her lust with three motherfucker almost every night. She also initiated her immature brother as soon as he attained age.

I parted from her after living with her for several months in upshot of her violent humor and extravagance and finding out that she lavished her money on a low fellow. Long after, I met her accidentally and found her well kept by a high-ranking functionary, whose duties left her much freedom. She said that she had really liked me, and so earnestly begged for a fuck that I could not refuse her, and often saw her as a friend.

Polly used to relieve oneself me laugh in telling me how she used to delude me, and that often she had had lover in the house when I lived with her and that when she had at multiplication retired under the pretension of her stomach being out of club, it was only to get a fresh fucking. It was then she told me of her brother fucking her. Her award keeper allowed him to reside in the sign 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 nothing pleased her so much as a rapid succession of shit, and I had the most delicious screwing in her drippage cunt on her regaining. After this, I soon introduced the subject of our fucking in common, and doubly with her ; for I forgot to secernate you that her father had taught her that delight had two entrances into her charming person.

She was uncommonly fond of every overindulgence and sucked a whoreson to perfection. She afterward put her younger baby into my bridge player, who was even red-hot than herself. She was a short inadequate but beautifully formed, and so spiritualist that she would immediately pass upon even the contact of a finger's breadth in her cunt. I have known her to spend violently and with excessive excitement at the mere pinch of my shit 's point on her puss 's lips.

She was a loving and delicious fuck, clinging to me with a closer embracing than I ever experienced, and dying away in excessive joy which is seldom seen. She lent herself to every vagary of my lubricity and was altogether a bijou of a have it away creature. Alas ! She died early.

I had Polly 's third sister, too, who was worth having but did not adequate either of the other two. She is now married to a baronet.

You may also remember my telling you that I once had an intrigue with a very delicately, tall, superb woman, kept by a noble Lord, and who had taken a partiality to me, and as is usual when such is the face, did it all for love, repudiating all pecuniary reinforcement. Her history was as follows : she was one of three equally alright babe and they had two handsome youthful comrade. Their founding father has left a widower in their younger years, and had initiated all the daughters in love 's ways. They, of line, imparted their noesis to their young buddy, and they became a most attached and loving family, but all in the way of fair fucking. Only once had her father penetrated by the support door, but he had given her such agony and made her bleed, and she had been so very sore for some sentence after, that she never again allowed that sacred grove to be invaded. Once the ice was fairly broken, they became a happy, link up, family sometimes having a universal bacchanalia, but more often taking it in round to change partners 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 tinge and asked me to occur and help her to write a difficult letter. We retired.

'Fuck me at once, dearly Harry, my pal has this instant 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 cunt was indeed all awash with ass, so turn on, that I stooped, licked it all up, made her spend again, and then, savage with desire, I rammed my bite home to her heart 's content.

After this, her brother and I became great friends and we slept together with his sister, and had one or two pleasant-tasting orgies.

I shall pass on you one more instance out of many others that have come under my own observation.

I used to jazz the most yummy, voluptuous young dame, a school day comrade of a niece, who spent the vacation with my sister when I too was staying in the theatre. She looked so lewd that I took the chance, while swinging her, to lay hold of her full tail, and compliment her upon its freshness and firmness.

She laughed and took it so much as a subject of course that in helping her down I slipped my manus up to her bare backside to test its realness. Instead of repulsing me, she said she hoped I was satisfied.

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

There was no electric resistance and no primness. I found all deliciously moist, it was unmistakable she was excited. So, striking while the iron was hot, I led her into the dense shrubbery, and, she cipher loath, I fucked her al fresco. There was no trouble, for the ground had evidently been plowed before, and she showed her knowledge and unwashed sense by imploring me not to spend inside.

So, taking the pig by the motor 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 incline, I introduced my radiance prick into a rosiest and tight little bottom-hole and, after a fugitive grimace of pain sensation, I found her as ready as with her twat, and we had a most delicious spend.

I wanted a endorse piece of ass in the exquisite aperture in which I found myself so unexpectedly a welcome Edgar Guest, but my untried friend had prudence as well as love, saying it was in too exposed a station and we that would more than probably be discovered, but we could now easily arrange for more convenient opportunities. And so we did ; and we slept together almost every night for nearly the whole month that the delicious sojourn lasted.

But, to come to our national matter. I wormed out of her in our cheeseparing intimacy the secret of her zeal and aptitude. Her sire had not only fucked her, but also three other girl, and was in the habit of depositing his cum in the chamber in which it could not fructify, hence her complete initiation and loving-kindness for the sugar-stick. Of course of instruction, once fully initiated, like all the residue of her sex, there was no resting until she had tried what other pricks were like ; and she owned the initiatory liking for me, and her determination to let me induce her if I tried.

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

A similar thing occurred at Dieppe between a mother and son at a hotel where I was myself a visitor. Someone entered the room by mistake and found the happy incestuous pair hard at piece of work. They had unfortunately left the threshold unlocked. You may easily conceive of the scandal that followed. The imprudent duet were forced to perplex a retreat.

I could bring up others, but you must be content with the budget I send.

Harry

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Federal Reserve note ;

1. During my visit to British capital for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family gem. Apart from early affair I also found a hump of books, diary, and bill in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and powder magazine probably collected by my antecedent. They are all timeless and wanted. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original source of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long utterly or Anonymous.

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

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from capital of France. Harry Hargrove, lensman. Danton True Young, beautiful women come to Harry 's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one matter leads to another, and randy Harry 's life becomes one big Parisian bacchanalia. Before internet porn, before porn telecasting, before porn movies, masses lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic Holy Writ and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult amusement industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shadowy newspaper publisher, some books were printed by the author themselves, and about of the writer were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century Holy Scripture are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written `` varsity letter from a protagonist in Paris '' was first published in 1874. This novel in the frame of letters is a swell case of classic square-toed erotica.

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

6. My solemn apologia to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it desirable for publishing in Modern times.

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