shoulder, the marks remaining for days, and finally with some deep drawn ‘Oh’s,’ that came from her heart, she would open her thighsquickly as I slipped, if possible, still further into her, and then I would feel that throb-throb, and a warm flow rewarded me.
With care we could continue one combat for thirty minutes by the clock, she often arriving at those moments of bliss two and three times before I considered it time to make a judicious ending to our pleasure.
Alas! those Arabian Nights are of the past.
Extract from
THE LOVES OF VENUS
OR
THE YOUNG WIFEâS CONFESSION *
My dear Frederica,
My promise to you before marriage shall be faithfully kept, but little did I think at the time you extracted it from me, that I should have to relate a confession by Ada, very similar, only far more piquante than the experiences that we as brother and sister indulged in when at home.
No apology is needed from me for getting married, and deserting a sister I always loved more than my life, a sister who sacrificed her honour, and everything we hold sacred to satisfy my incestuous lust, a sister whose loving wantonness would have always kept me with her, only being an elder son to a family of position, it was absolutely necessary for me to keep up the succession for fear that some day our hated relatives might reap the benefits of the fortune left by our ancestors.
You, too, my dearest pet sister, being engaged to be the bride of a special pal of mine, will soon be solaced for the loss of your dear Fred. Still we may confidently live in hope that some day Frederica and Fred, will again have a chance of feeling all the joys of love, which an incestuous connection imparts in an exceptional degree. Forbidden fruit is always so sweet.
How can I ever forget our parting on the eve of my wedding day, as we sat in the library of the old home at Cunnusburg, howwith tears in your eyes you kissed me in such an impassioned manner that I had to fuck you a fourth time, to the imminent risk of not being able to do my duty to Ada the next evening. How even then you would take a parting suck of my enervated pego, and again raised him in all his pride of life, till I spent even a fifth time, and swallowed every drop, as you said that the very essence of my being might go down to your heart.
Then, finally, I had to promise you a full account of my wedding night, and any discoveries I might make, or extract from Ada. At the time I thought you must know or guess at something, so you may be sure I was on the qui vive , especially as to the reality of the maidenhead I was to take. Now I write the result, and am sure that if you did know a little then, it cannot be a tithe of what I can now disclose.
The MSS is enclosed, and I trust that when your turn comes to be joined to your husband, you will repay my confidence, by equal candour on your part.
I remain, ever your most loving brother,
FRED.
London, 2nd June, 1879.
THE WEDDING NIGHT
âDarling Ada, the moment has come at last, when I am to have you all to myself, when our very souls and bodies can be commingled in the overflow of the essence of our life. In the carriage, in the train, and ever since we have arrived at this hotel, I have never felt we were alone, but it has now arrived that the supreme delights of love are within our grasp, have you any idea of their reality, my pet?â
This was how I addressed my bride, as the chambermaid of the Golden Lion at Uppington, closed the door behind us, as she bid us good night, with a most significant smile on her face.
By the way, what a nuisance it is, that everybody we meet, even waiters, chambermaids, and hotel people in general, all know a newly married couple, they seem fair game for every kind of extortion, in addition to which we have to put up with all, the funny looks, and suggestive speeches they may chose to indulge in, at our expense.
I made a mental resolve to have an explanation of the significant look from the pretty
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