My Secret Life: An Erotic Diary of Victorian London (Signet Classics)

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My Secret Life: An Erotic Diary of Victorian London (Signet Classics)

My Secret Life: An Erotic Diary of Victorian London (Signet Classics)

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Like all women of her class she refused it at first, was nervous, said she could not eat before gentlefolks, and was most uncomfortable, but it gradually wore off as the food warmed and the wine cheered her. minute, the next dwindling to flaccidity, stiffening again as a different thought flashed through my brain, and furiously emptying its semen in a violent paroxysm of pleasure into the cunt which a minute before it had re-fused to enter, strikes me as one of the singular events of my amatory life. Oho," she gasped, as they widened apart, and softly with a burrowing motion, two fingers buried themselves in her vagina. Lucy was however promised a character, and that nothing should be said about her faux pas, unless a question leading to it were asked.

That gave more time for composer Dominic Crawford Collins to read from My Secret Life, by mysterious sex addict ‘Walter’, the erotomaniac memoir which he is recording as a fully-scored audiobook (the longest ever). Had I done so, the habit would have spread throughout the household; so I reluctantly gave him notice. His decision to print (at considerable risk) rather than destroy his diaries has been vindicated by the appreciation and enjoyment of them to this day, where from our enlightened vantage point we can see them for what they are; a unique and brilliantly presented account of life behind the closed doors of Victorian society.With third panellist Fern Riddell notably absent, composer Dominic Crawford Collins and I stepped up to the mark providing everyday tales of Victorian sexual life. Where can you overhear conversations, clandestine thoughts, improper liaisons and backstreet rendezvous? The last time I had her it took me half an hour to get an emission, stopping from time to time at the work, but never taking my prick out.

I did not quite understand him at first, not understanding Italian well, and repeated after him interrogatively the word "young. So with scissors, I pushed open some holes and could see clearly through some of them, a bed, and pot cupboard by the side of it. Gabrielle asked me to give them supper, and consenting, they sent out for ham and French sausages, which they devoured, — I made them sit quite naked to do so.I went out, could not find a whore, came back, had luncheon, and went to my room thinking of the chambermaid, and wondering at her tricks, and her impudence, in doing it in a room with a married man, and where I supposed she must have known there were peep holes. I got off of her, my mind again recurring to her not having washed, but she washed now, turning her back to me, when a bell rang. My bed-room was next to theirs, and I noticed that spy holes had been bored in the door between our rooms, but carefully plugged up, which gave me a desire to have a peep at the lady.



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