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,
Having left Louisa's bedroom and crept back to my own. At dawn, I was awakened by soft lips sweetly sucking mine. It was my darling Louisa.
'Harry, my love, you must surely have slept enough we are just going to have luncheon.'
'Indeed, is it so late?' said I returning her embrace. Her hand wandered beneath my clothes and encountered my lordly prick in all its glory. She squeezed it with her soft hand and I pulled her into bed with me, gently pushing her down upon it and lifting up her petticoats. Her cunt was already moist with the excitement of kissing and feeling me. I rubbed the head of my cock a few times up and down between her lips then, gently gliding it into her longing cunt, enjoyed a charming fuck. Time would not allow us to linger over the enrapturing joys, so after a few entrancing squeezes, she let me go, gave me a loving kiss, shook her petticoats down, begged me not to be late, and left me to my toilet operations. On descending I was warmly welcomed, and everyone hoped I had quite recovered from my indisposition of yesterday. I thanked them and said that my long night's rest had completely restored me. I sat down by the side of my hostess and opposite Sophie, scrutinizing her more closely than I had before now.
There she sat, apparently all innocent gaiety. Indeed, to look at the whole family, no one could possibly imagine there could be the slightest impropriety of conduct between any of them. They seemed to be all fully aware of the advantage of apparent correctness of conduct in public, having every facility at night for the wildest indulgence of every lascivious and incestuous delight. Nothing that passed indicated in the slightest degree the wild orgies I was sure they indulged in; all was quiet enjoyment and light, agreeable, witty conversation, without the slightest freedom of improper allusions.
I could not but admire their good sense in this. It rendered their abandonment to all the waywardness of lust doubly enjoyable. I conformed myself to this line of conduct but determined to become a general participator in the more hidden proceedings of the whole family.
I fancied there was a warmer interest in me on the part of Mamma, but this might be only the effect of the judicious flattery I had poured into her willing ear while photographing her. I determined to press matters home at the slightest opportunity.
Not long after luncheon I joined Fred and remarked, 'I saw such a charming sight yesterday-two beautiful young women with their clothes up, and their hairy cunts laid bare to the inspection of a very handsome young man, who was wonderfully like you, my dear Fred. He kissed those beautiful cunts and then they all rose and disappeared among the bushes, with what intent you best know, but I definitely recognized your sisters before they were obscured by the bushes. Never look confused, my dear fellow, you only did what I have often done myself, and I love you for it. Which sister do you like best?'
'You are right,' he rejoined. 'Chance has made you acquainted with a family secret, and on the terms, we now stand, I will confess that your conjecture is quite true. I have had, and have both my sisters, but the one who gives and receives the most pleasure is my darling Louisa.'
'Ah, how true that is; for you must know, my dear Fred, that I too have long enjoyed the delicious charms of your lovely sister in every way, and one great reason of my seeking you was that we might revel together in all the lascivious delights she can so well impart.'
He was somewhat taken aback at my frank avowal, but instantly recovered and admitted that it was not at all to be wondered at, although he had not suspected anything of the sort from the discreet conduct of both of us since I had been in the house. He had watched and observed a total absence of anything like familiarity, but it was quite natural that it should be so, as Louisa was of too warm a disposition not to have had some lover or other while in Paris.
'Was Tom at all aware of your intimacy?'
'No, not in the least degree.'
'I am glad of that,' said he.
I told him that, after what I had seen, I was no longer certain that he passed every night with Louisa, as she had so pertinaciously refused to allow me to come to her in the night.
'Now, my dear Fred, I know enough of Louisa's extreme lasciviousness to be sure that she would like nothing better than to have us both together, although naturally enough, she did not like to let me know of her having a brother for a lover as well as myself. You must arrange that we both sleep with her tonight and that she may expect us; I will give her a hint of what has passed between us, and tell her what to do. Don't make any difficulties, my dear fellow,' I said, as I saw he was about to do so, doubtless from knowing that we might be surprised together by the father.
At that moment I described the carriage coming up the avenue.
'There they are, returning from their afternoon drive,' I said. 'Let us go down to meet them.'
And off I ran down the stairs. By the time we got to the door, the carriage was about to draw up, and we were just in time to hand the ladies out. Louisa came last, and as Fred had taken Mamma, and Papa had taken Sophie, Louisa was, so to say, left alone with me. I seized the moment to murmur a particular wish for her to find an opportunity after dinner for us to be alone together for a few minutes, as I had something urgent to say to her. She promised immediately to do so.
After dinner, as it was a lovely evening with brilliant moonlight, we sat out on the terrace before the drawing-room windows, and afterward began strolling backward and forwards.
Louisa, after being first with one and then another, at last, came to me, and, lingering behind the rest, we were left out of earshot. I grasped the opportunity, at once told her I had seen Fred and had proposed we should both come to her tonight, for I had also informed him of our intimacy in Paris; that he was not at all angry about it, but thought it was quite natural, especially as I had pointed out from the belvedere the spot where I had seen him kissing his two sisters' cunts to let him know that I was aware of his fucking them, but that I had not said a word about being hidden in the room.
She was glad of this and was equally delighted at the pleasure we should all have together.
'But what if Papa should come in the morning?'
'Well, never mind, shove me into the closet, and let Fred say he is too tired for more. He can come into the dressing-room, shutting the door of communication, and thus let me out as he retires. After what will have occurred, he will have no compunction.'
Thus all was arranged. After the household had retired to rest Fred came to me, and we both immediately proceeded to dear Louisa, who was lying stark naked, all ready and impatient to begin love's combats, and completely prepared to prove herself more than equal to our united exertions in lustful exercises.
As we had only our light dressing robes, we were as naked as her in an instant, and after a triple cuddle and kisses, we proceeded to a delicious gamahuche. Just before we began, dear Louisa, having both our stiff, erect pricks in her hands, examined and compared them, declaring she could not say which was superior to the other and that either was enough to content any woman; therefore how happy she ought to be in having both. She gave them each a loving kiss and a suck. Then Fred lay down on his back on the bed while Louisa knelt down between his legs and commenced sucking his prick in earnest, her magnificent buttocks projecting over the side of the bed. I sat down on a chair, which brought my mouth on a level with her delicious and hairy cunt. I thrust my tongue well up between her moist and pouting lips, and after a few minutes, I transferred it to the smaller rosy orifice, which thus lubricated made way for my finger, with which I frigged her exquisite bottom-hole, while I returned to the original entrance, which was gaping and longing for my gamahuching.
Her own fingers were doubly employed on the root and balls of Fred's prick with one hand, while with the other she drove postillion into his bottom, and her eager lips were sucking his wildly excited prick.
This stimulation soon produced its natural result. Fred was the first to yield nature's balmy tribute, but as Louisa eagerly swallowed it down, she herself gave way, with such wild action of her wriggling arse that I had great difficulty keeping my active tongue in; but come at last she did, with a scream of delight, and such a flood of delicious creamy spunk as showed what a state of lascivious lust she was in. She resumed, without moving, her suction of Fred's prick, but as soon as she found it sufficiently erect, which was hardly more than the space of a couple of minutes, she jumped up and told me to lie down on my back. She straddled me and, taking my hard, standing prick in her hand, she guided it to her well-wetted cunt, and sinking her upright body down upon it, engulfed it up to the roots at a single plunge. Then rising and sinking once or twice to completely seat herself and put my prick at its ease, she brought her body down on my belly, and first kissing me lovingly, and thrusting her tongue into my mouth, she raised her buttocks up until I was nearly withdrawn.
Fred, who had scrambled up behind us, saw the movement, immediately applied his prick to her rosy arsehole and, gently pushing, glided up to the hilt in that rapture-giving recipient of Priapus. As he passed over the nut of my prick he gave it the most delicious and exciting sensation. As soon as he was in, I raised my buttocks and followed suit in the lower cavity and for a few minutes, we were satisfied to rest tranquil and quietly enjoy the exciting throbbings of our pricks against each other, the very thin partition between them not being sensibly apparent. Dear Louisa, too, never ceased those exquisite squeezes of both cunt and bottom, for which she was so distinguished.
Of course, this tranquil enjoyment could not continue but rather acted as a spur to further efforts. We soon began more active operations. Dear Louisa, sandwiched as she was between us, beyond continued and delicious pressures and that indescribable interior peristaltic sort of motion of the inner folds of her most charming cunt, was naturally otherwise almost passive, leaving the active part to the two excited pricks laboring within her.
As I thought of the exciting incestuous prick that was fucking her arse and seconding my every move, I became wild with lust and, as I had not as yet spent, I gave down my tribute to Venus before Fred was ready. But my excitement had produced its natural effect on the salacious temperament of Louisa, who, feeling from the increased stiffness of my prick that I was coming, spent with me with such excessive lust that she bit my shoulder till it bled. Fred, not being ready, continued his operations, which almost instantly, by their action on my somewhat relaxed member, brought me again up to the scratch.
Needless to say, nothing could be more agreeable to Louisa than this continued action. She was always ready, and I believe would have taken six pricks, one after the other, and only liked it the better. Fred, this time, came before me and enabled Louisa again to satisfy her raging lust in another deluge of sperm.
I continued the active movements as Fred had done before and, further reserving myself until Fred should again be ready to spend, we enabled the enraptured Louisa to have another spend before she again joined us, when all three died away in the utmost agony of satisfied lust. This time we remained for fully a quarter of an hour soaking in the blissful imprisonment of those two delicious entrances into the innermost temple dedicated to our blessed Lady Venus.
We rose and for a time relieved that dear delicious creature, who declared that the real erotic pleasure was only obtainable when two pricks were at work at once within her and that, for her part, she would like to have a third to suck.
'And, here, Fred, let me have suck at yours before you lave yourself. I love the bitter flavor my bottom gives it.'
And suck she did, while I laved myself in icy cold water, not for purification, but as a stimulant to the nervous system. When Louisa had sucked Fred clean, I advised him to do so too for similar reasons. Louisa followed our example, which had the effect also of cooling our heated bodies.
After the rapid maneuvers we had just been practicing, we were not immediately ready, but, to ease the furious passion of lust to which we had raised Louisa, we gamahuched her in turns while she sucked the other's prick.
We thus made the amorous creature again spend twice before we began another encounter. I begged that this time I should go into her arsehole.
We had a most delicious orgy, as, again with my fingers, I made his libidinous sister spend twice to our once. After soaking in bliss for some time, we renewed operations after changing places.
I was right in saying that the idea of the incest would act on the imagination. Never did I fuck with more energy. Fred seconded me admirably, while his fingers never ceased frigging his sister's cunt. She again spent twice to our once, and then exhausted sought repose, and sank unconsciously into slumber.
After a good rest, we awoke and we both came out with a loud 'plop' as if a cork had been withdrawn from a tightly-corked bottle. Then followed a loud burst of wind from the dear girl's bottom.
So we jumped up and laughingly hurried on our robes, saying it was evidently time to be off, as the morning gun had fired.
She laughed heartily at the idea, but suddenly, lifting up my dressing gown, she gave me a good sharp slap on the bottom for my impudence in alluding to what she called the accident of moving out of bed.
We happily regained our rooms unobserved.
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.