Grace and Anna are two fun-loving girls of the early 20th century who can't resist a lithesome young man or a wealthy older one. Soon they have dropped their frocks and are capering like young Venuses rising from the sea. Love and lust offer temptations at every hand. What's a girl of the Edwardian age to do? Find out in The Adventures of Grace and Anna.
Rare Lascivious English Classic. this is a book written by an English gentleman of considerable wit, command of the language, and imagination of Rabelaisian order. Erotic as are the tales, they are far from being filthy, while a plot of thrilling interest runs throughout the work, binding all the stories together..The book 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' has been subtitled 'The thrilling experiences of two girls looking for love and lust.' Two fun-loving girls of the 1910s discover love and lust among the idle rich and the well-proportioned poor in this insightful excursion into the erotic mores and morals of an earlier era. Enjoy..
In part 1 to 9 of Chapter 1,. you have read that the author meets a girl named Anna and he Invites her in his car for a ride. In-car he kissed her and boldly squeezed and manipulated her breasts and erect nipples. Then he molded and caressed her bare and electric thighs and felt the bare lips of her sex and the crinkly pubic hair and have sex in Car. and then he meets her again next time and takes her to an apartment that was maintained for just such incidents. Anna proposes to introduce him to her friend Grace.
‘Now for Joseph,’ I said gaily.
At this Grace turned her tear-stained face to me and held up a restraining hand and said, ‘Please, please, I beg of you! Wait just a few minutes at least! I will take him as I have agreed to do, but in a moment I will have regained my composure and then, if you will, I will carry out my part of the agreement.’
A wave of pity overcame me, and I thought to myself that this poor girl, in order to arrange for her marriage with her lover, a man that had never known her-that is, sexually-was prostituting herself for the means of his possessing her; and here she was, about to submit to the embraces of a perfect stranger, a servant, and my seed soaking in her womb… It was too unbearable… it must not be. Suddenly it occurred to me-what if she was pregnant? With my child pulsing in her womb? Why not wait and see the outcome of it? Joseph would be well satisfied with Anna, and should Grace, as she feared, become with child with me, how novel it would be! I made up my mind instantly that it should be as I planned.
‘No,’ I said to her, ‘you will not even have to be with Joseph. I have changed my mind, and when you have sufficiently recovered you may dress yourself and leave. Is that agreeable to you, my dear?’ And I again lay at her side and covered her face with kisses.
‘Oh, yes,’ she said, ‘I am glad to be let off. I am willing, as I said, to carry out my part of the bargain, but really, you have hurt me dreadfully, as I have never had one that big and it opened me up so large that I feel as if I will be unable even to walk! Will you assist me to my feet, please?’
I assisted her to arise, the spent charge of our combined balm running in pinken streams down her naked thighs, and she found to her surprise that she was not really dead. I handed her a towel and left her to repair the damage done to her person and opening the door quietly peered out to see what Joseph and Anna were up to.
It happened that I came just in time, for they were engaged in a terrific sexual combat, tossing about with interlaced limbs: Anna, now bare of all apparel and Joseph stripped to his shorts and drawers. I turned to Grace, and she seeing through the door the delicious act of sexual combat watched with glistening and lustful eyes as the pair melted away in a series of panting sobs and finally lay still and trembling, his dew spouting into the young girl’s tender being.
At the sight of us, they grew confused and hastily scrambled to their feet and we both laughed heartily at their actions.
After this, both of the girls dressed and as I signified a desire to hear of their previous love affairs and the bestowal of their maidenheads we again arranged an early date, and conducting them to the neighbourhood of their respective homes, left them and repaired to other pleasures.
With these, the reader may not doubt that there were many channels that served to supply me, and Joseph, in his capacity as personal servant, always had something on tap that was sure to provide me amusement, and that very night had arranged an affair that I was sure would give me pleasure. But of that more anon as it takes place.
We proceeded to another section of the city, and Joseph parking the car, we went on foot to a somewhat disreputable hotel where Joseph had engaged rooms earlier in the evening under assumed names, and ascending in the elevator we were soon by ourselves.
‘Now, Joseph,’ I said, taking a drink from a pocket flask that he had thoughtfully brought with him in the car, ‘what is it that you have in store this evening? I hope it is something new and uncommon, as I am pretty well tired after my bout with Grace, and promise you that you will be well taxed to provide me entertainment now, my good man.’
‘I thought so, sir,’ said Joseph respectfully, ‘and in view of that I have provided for something that I am sure will meet with your approval. I am sure, in the past, that I have done my best, and I would not now think of anything that would tax your energy, and you will see that my judgement is as good as ever.’
And indeed it was! And I admired him for his ingenuity and diplomacy in these matters. No doubt, many a dollar had made its way into his capacious pockets through his master’s lustful desires, but that I cared naught of, so long as he provided for my pleasures, and this he really did and was ideal in this respect, and I was now all pins and needles to know what he had on tap.
‘What is it, Joseph?’ I asked.
‘You will see, sir,’ he said, and made no further revelations and I awaited with curiosity, watching his movements.
He went to the phone and, asking for a certain room, engaged in a cryptic conversation, and then with a smile replaced the receiver on the hook In a moment or two a light rap came on the door, and upon Joseph opening it, a figure entered the room, presumably that of a girl — but what a girl!
She was scarcely three feet in height, but was perfectly formed in all particulars, indeed a miniature girl-in fact a midget! The sight of her almost floored me with astonishment, but now being somewhat accustomed to Joseph’s surprises, I hurriedly invited her to enter, and closed and fastened the door behind her.
‘This,’ said Joseph, somewhat proudly, ‘is Mademoiselle Tiny, whom you have doubtless seen at a number of the theatres about town. I have already informed her of the profound admiration that you have for her, and have at last succeeded in persuading her to come here and see you. I am sure that you will find her admirable company and now that you are together hope that you will pardon me, as I wish to step downstairs to keep an appointment that I have made.’
And with this, my estimable servant bowed quite low to us and opened the door and vanished. I asked the little lady to be seated, and she looked curiously about the room and seated herself, not on the chair but on the edge of the bed, looking like a tiny little doll.
‘I am certainly glad to have this opportunity of meeting you,’ I said, ‘and I must indeed compliment you upon your stage appearance’ (although as far as I recollect I had never seen her on the stage, but thought to follow the suggestions so adroitly conveyed me by the invaluable Joseph). And she smiled at this and in a low, quiet voice thanked me, and to my utmost astonishment boldly placed her tiny hands on the front of my pants and in a jiffy unbuttoned my fly and drew out my limber prick and moulded and compressed it in a manner that bespoke much previous knowledge in this delectable art!
To be Continued
1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, 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 Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.
3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1910 , titled 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' by anonymous.