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The Pearl: The Victorian Journal of Erotica Issues 7-9
by Anonymous
Category: Erotica/Classic Erotica
Description: RE-LIVE THE STEAMY UNDERSIDE OF VICTORIAN ENGLAND!! You will be shocked by life in Victorian London as it was actually lived behind the façade of seeming respectability and moral rectitude. Men and women were no less lustful, and their amorous escapades were captured in each issue of The Pearl, the scandalous Victorian-era journal of erotic literature. This classic magazine, which has achieved literary status over the years, features short stories, reportage, poetry, and legendary novels like "Lady Pokingham, or They All Do It," "Sally's Mistake," "The Marriage Morn," "The Sultan's Reverie," and the fabled, "Miss Coote's Confession." The leading erotic publication of the Victorian Age, The Pearl first appeared in London in July, 1897. It lasted for a short, but glorious eighteen months, and then vanished--a victim of its own underground status, for income could never catch up with costs. The Pearl received dozens of 5-Star reviews on Amazon including this rave: "A classic of erotica, with something for everyone. There are generous helpings of homosexuality, male and female, along with plenty of heterosexual couplings, all with a reasonable literary flair." Sizzler Classic Editions will be reprinting The Pearl complete and unabridged, with three of the original issues of this scandalous, titillating publication in each e-book edition.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler, 2003
eBookwise Release Date: July 2004

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [176 KB]
Words: 36750 Reading time: 105-147 min.

LA ROSE D'AMOUR;
Or the Adventures of a Gentleman in search of Pleasure. Translated from the French. "Thus every Creature, and of every kind, The sweet joys of sweet coition find." ?DRYDEN. CHAPTER I. At the age of seventeen, through the mistaken but paternal fondness of my father, the Count de L?, I was still immured in an old chateau, on the coast of Brittany, with no society but that of my tutors, an eternal round of daily lessons, to be gotten only by poring over some dozens of musty volumes. Naturally of an indolent disposition, I became ennuyed to such a degree by the monotonous routine of my life that I verily believe I could not have survived three months longer had it not been for an accession of company which the old chateau received. I was most agreeably surprised, while at my studies one morning, by the noise of carriage wheels driving rapidly over the stone pavement of the courtyard. I threw my book into one corner, bounded down the stairs, and met my father at the hall door; he was accompanied by my uncle, Count C?, and his two sons, who were about my own age. In the course of the day my father told me that he was about to start for Russia as ambassador, and that after remaining at the chateau for a week or two, my uncle and cousins would return to Paris, taking me with them, as during his absence I was to reside with my uncle. The next day my father, after giving me a great deal of good advice and his blessing, started en route for St. Petersburg. My cousins, Raoul and Julien, I found to be two as wild young colts as ever were let loose upon the inhabitants of a country village, setting at defiance everything, and leading me, who proved an adept scholar, into all kinds of mischief, whilst their father, who had some business in the neighbourhood, could not look after our conduct. Going one day into my cousin Raoul's chamber in search of him, on opening the door, I was perfectly astounded at what I saw. There lay Raoul on the bed, in the arms of one of the femmes de chambre, Manette, a most lusty, finely-formed, rosy-cheeked wench. When I entered the room my cousin was lying on the top of Manette, clasped in a tight embrace, a pair of large white legs crossed over his back, and from the heavings and motions of their bodies, I perceived that they were enjoying themselves in a manner altogether satisfactory; and so intent, and enraptured were they, with the exercise they were taking, that they did not notice my having entered the room. Although, during the three days my cousins had been with me, they had, by licentious conversation, uprooted all my preconceived notions of virtue in woman, so strictly had I been reared, never having been allowed to enter the company of females, not even in the village adjoining the chateau, that seeing the two on the bed in that manner I was so amazed that I stood at the door watching them till Raoul raised himself off the girl. He got up, standing with his back to me, while Manette still lay with her eyes closed, her petticoat and shift thrown up, her thighs wide apart, revealing to my ardent gaze a round white belly, the bottom part of which was covered with a large growth of jet black curly hair, and lower down, between her thighs, I discovered what I had so often heard of, but never before seen--a cunt; from between the locks of curly hair that grew over the mount above, and around the dear delicious slit, I could perceive two fat and rosy lips slightly gaping open, from which oozed out a little whitish-looking foam. My senses were so confused with what I saw, and the strange emotions which had been called up in me, that I stepped forward towards the bed. The moment my step was heard Manette buried herself under the bedcovers, while Raoul came to meet me, and taking me by the hand led me up to the bed, saying," "Cousin Louis, what have you seen? how long have you been in the room?" I answered and told him I had witnessed their whole performance. Raoul threw the cover off the girl, and raising her to a sitting posture, with one arm round her waist, said," "Cousin Louis, you who have never tasted the pleasures to be received in the arms of a pretty girl, do not know what it is to resist the temptation of making use of every opportunity and means in one's power, to gratify the appetite, and see what a beautiful, charming mistress Manette is; who could deny her? Having done me the honour to invite me to her chamber last night I could not but return the courtesy this evening, and know the sequence."
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