The Way of a Man with a Maid

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The Wordsworth Book of Classic Erotica (2007) contains the full text of The Way of a Man with a Maid and A Weekend Visit. I therefore let her coil herself up in the chair with her face buried in her hands, and greedily gloated over the voluptuous curves of her haunches and bottom which she was unconsciously exhibiting, the while trying to make up my mind as to what I should next do to her. This I soon decided. My hands were itching to handle again her virgin flesh, and so I determined to tie Alice upright to one of the pillars and while comfortably seated close in front of her, to amuse myself by playing with her breasts and cunt again. Before long, the agitations of her bosom died away; Alice's breathing became quieter. She was evidently now ready for another turn, and I did not keep her waiting, but gently placed my hands on her breasts.

brutality. Instead of almost shrinking from me, she undoubtedly seemed to welcome me and was never averse to finding herself alone with me in quietThe Naughty Victorians: An Erotic Tale of a Maiden's Revenge (1975)". IMDb . Retrieved 5 April 2015. The authorship of the book is unknown and has variously been attributed to John Farmer, George Reginald Bacchus and J. P. Kirkwood. [12] [13] Quoted in Avraham Kedmi, "Militarism and pornography in Israeli pulp literature" (in Hebrew), Tel Aviv, 1987, pp. 35–39 (among references to various translated works which were given "unauthorised" additions and/or were substantially changed in Hebrew translation)

a b Mendes, Peter (1993). Clandestine erotic fiction in English, 1800–1930: a bibliographical study. Scolar Press. ISBN 978-0-85967-919-0.In addition to the "quite perverse" scenes of rape, bondage, mother-daughter incest, whipping and "odd things done with feathers" to force women into orgasm, the book has a major element of lesbianism. Alice went off into a paroxysm of hysterical shrieks, straining at her fastenings, squirming, wriggling, writhing like one possessed. She was a lovely sight in herself, and the knowledge that the struggling shrieking girl I was torturing was Alice herself and none but Alice added zest to my occupation. But as soon as the regular rise and fall of her lovely bosom indicated the regaining of composure, I proceeded to try the ardently longed for experiment, viz. the effect of a feather when applied to a girl's cunt! And no one could have desired a more lovely subject on which to test this much debated question than was being offered by the naked helpless girl now standing terrified between my legs! a b Pease, Allison (2000). Modernism, mass culture, and the aesthetics of obscenity. Cambridge University Press. p.158. ISBN 978-0-521-78076-6.

I waited till her sexual spasm has ceased: 'Wifie!' I whispered, rousing her with my kisses, 'little wifie! oh you naughty girl! how you seemed to enjoy it! ... tell me, wifie! was it then so good?' As she opened her eyes, Alice met mine, brimming with merriment; she blushed rosy red, then clasped me in her soft arms and kissed me passionately, murmuring: 'Darling! oh! darling!!' then burst out laughing at our ridiculousness! And so we lay for a few delicious moments, clasped in each other arms.

While she was away in the spare bedroom used by the sisters on their visits, I was in a veritable turmoil of excitement! Alice in my rooms by herself! It seemed too good to be true! But I remembered I yet had to get her into the Snuggery; she was absolutely safe from my designs everywhere but there! But it was imperative that she should be in no way alarmed, and so, with a strong effort, I controlled my panting excitement, and by the time Alice rejoined me in the dining-room I was my usual self. Alice laughed incredulously and defiantly: 'Yes, let us see! Let us see!' she retorted contemptuously.