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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, dairies, 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. I am sharing them on this site. Enjoy,

I was obliged to break off my last letter, as the recollection of those two lovely creatures posing their naked and beautiful forms, all unconscious of a witness to their incestuous proceedings was too exciting for me to continue the de***********ion that day. Now that I am in a cooler mood, I will give you further details of the delicious scenes of which I was an eye-witness.

A few minutes passed in mutual admiration of their enchanting forms. Louisa then taking the splendid prick of her brother in her hand stooped, kissed it, and took it into her mouth.

'Come to the bed, dear Lou,' said Fred. 'We will begin with a double gamahuche.'

Fred threw himself down on the bed, with his head to the foot that he might have the advantage of the lamp to show off all Louisa's glorious secret charms.

This position was, of course, equally favorable to me. I even ventured to unlock the door gently and hold it slightly open. As the lamp was so placed that I could not see it, it naturally threw all into the shade where I was. I also felt certain they were and would be too much occupied with themselves to have eyes for aught else, especially as they imagined they were secure because of the doubly-fastened doors. I was thus enabled while quietly seated to be a deeply interested spectator of the delicious and highly exciting scene of incest being enacted before me.

After they had finished their mutual gamahuche which, I could see by the convulsive movements of her arse, had drawn two discharges from the lascivious Louisa, they turned, and after a short toying to recover the stiffness of Fred's pego, they proceeded to have a delicious fuck.

The sight of brother and sister in all the delights of fucking was extremely exciting, and but for my previous frig I must have again given way to the lubricity of the scene, but I was now enabled to look more calmly on the libidinous and incestuous proceedings, which were of the warmest nature.

Fred did not withdraw after his first spend in her cunt, but continued to soak in the delicious cavity until her exciting pressures brought his prick into sufficient consistency to continue the combat worthily. Thrice did he sacrifice to Priapus before withdrawing, and to judge by her increased movements and sudden pauses I should say that Louisa quite spent twice to his once. She then thought it necessary to take his prick into her mouth to bring it more quickly to the scratch, but as she turned my way the sight was not so interesting as before, although, doubtless, he was sucking her cunt at the same time.

Shortly I saw that his prick was excited to the normal stiffness it had at first exhibited, and as he placed her on her hands and knees, and from some expressions that fell from both, I saw and understood that they were about to sacrifice upon the more sacred and secret altar of Priapus. This scene of a brother buggering a sister was too exciting for me to resist it, and again I was obliged to have recourse to my fingers, in order to relieve my excessive lecherousness.

Fred twice sacrificed in the smaller temple of Venus before he withdrew. The two then lay side by side, and after many tender and loving embraces began a conversation which opened my eyes to much of the secret history of this interesting family.

Louisa began by asking why he had not come the previous night. He excused himself by saying that he thought William was with her, and so he had passed the night with Sophie, although much against his wish, as Sophie would remain after her marriage and departure.

'You know, my beloved Lou, that you, and you alone, enchant me. You first taught me what the joys of coition are, and to you, I am always most attached. Sophie is becoming a worthy imitator of you but is still far behind, and I doubt if she will ever equal your rare powers of pleasing in love's combats.'

On listening to this interesting conversation, I could not help thinking what a dupe I had been to my own imagination. Here was my own Louisa, a regular fucker with her brother long before I knew her, and yet I had had the self-delusion to fancy myself the first man to possess her. And yet, when I came to reconsider all the circumstances of her extreme readiness to meet me in every lascivious idea and movement, I ought to have seen that she was already well-instructed to meet every movement I prescribed. I suppose our self-love won't let us see all that is absolutely staring us in the face, for certainly the facility and the aplomb, to use a French word, that Louisa showed from the very first, should at once have convinced me that she was no novice. But my vanity would not allow me to see that at the time.

Thus we deceive ourselves, and we have no right to throw all the blame on what we are pleased to call the weaker sex, although they far surpass us in every ruse and guile that can deceive us. I must own that we lend ourselves very easily to the deceit they practice.

While I was making these remarks to myself, my sister and brother had become again ready for further efforts in the domains of Venus. This time Louisa mounted Fred and, guiding his rampant prick into her delicious cunt, began slowly to raise her glorious, magnificently developed arse before my longing gaze.

It was a fine sight to see a rampant cock, upon which the most splendid arse that ever adorned woman was first drawing itself away, and then as slowly re-impaling itself. Fred's loins lifted themselves to meet the thrust, and for a moment they rested in all the luxury of such complete conjunction that it was difficult to say to which bottom the attendant balls belonged. They gradually increased their movements, Fred first laying hold of the splendid buttocks above him and helping their downward movement as if to force them still more strongly onto his stiff-standing staff. Then inserting two fingers in Louisa's exquisite arsehole, he made her spend profusely, while he evidently held back for further sport.

It was beautiful to mark the convulsive pressures of her arse as she exuded her spunk onto his delighted weapon and I could see the milky fluid oozing from her well-filled cunt and bedewing his bollocks. She was not long in resuming her splendid action, beginning as before with long and slow movements until excitement compelled the lascivious creature to a quicker pace, and this time they simultaneously spent, with mutual cries indicative of the divine bliss of completely satiated love.

Louisa lay for a long time upon Fred's belly, retaining his relaxed prick within her delicious sheath by the force of her cunt nippers. At last, he was obliged to beg her to let it out and lie down by his side.

She did so, but first, turning down her head, she gave his prick a long and loving suck; nor did she cease until she had so far re-stiffened it that she was able, after lying down on her back, to throw her right leg over Fred's loins and insert it again into her glowing and steaming cunt.

'There,' she said, 'my darling brother, let him rest. Give me one loving cuddle, and then we can sleep comfortably. I shall take care to keep him prisoner.'

Louisa and Fred, most lovingly embraced, and for some minutes continued billing and cooing. Then Louisa drew back her leg and, turning round, nestled her glorious arse in Fred's belly. He drew up the sheets, and by their hard breathing, I soon found that they slept soundly.

I locked myself in, leaned back in one corner, and followed their example.




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 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book).

4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways 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 great example of classic Victorian erotica.
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