The Adventures of Grace and Anna: The Amorous Experiences of Two Women in Searching for Love
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Description: A Once Banned Classic of Edwardian Erotica. Two fun-loving early-20th century girls discover love and lust among the idle rich and the well-proporioned poor in this insightful excursion into the erotic mores and morals of an earlier era.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler, 2004
eBookwise Release Date: August 2004
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [134 KB]
Reading time: 94-131 min.
It was in one of the big amusement parks that I first met Anna. Being alone and out for a good time, I contrived to secure the seat next to her on one of the many rides; an acquaintance was soon struck up and at the close of the festivities I was awarded the privilege of escorting her home.
She lived on the other side of the city, and upon seeing my car, together with Joseph the chauffeur, her eyes grew wide, and at first I thought she was about to refuse to go with me and instead board the street car which had brought her there.
It did not, however, take much persuasion on my part to have her enter my car, and once she was seated on the luxurious cushions I knew the battle was won. I asked her if she wished to dine, but she informed me that she would have to arise early as she worked in the downtown district and, as it was already late, she had better hurry right home and leave it for some other time.
It is now time that I give the reader the benefit of a short description, in order that he may form in his mind the nature of the choice prize that had fallen to my lot on that evening.
Her name, as I have related, was Anna. Her nationality: typically American, an up-to-date flapper. Her hair was bobbed and short, done in the customary style of the day, and she was clad in a highly abbreviated dress that showed off to perfection the full symmetry of her well-formed legs.
Her eyes were of a deep violet hue, with long silken lashes, and she had a cute pert little nose and an adorable pouting mouth.
Her age?well, that is hard to judge, in these days of modern fashion when granny dons short dresses and bobs her hair?but I judge she was not much over seventeen, although she stoutly maintained she was fully eighteen.
Her thin, almost transparent dress hardly concealed the perfect contours of her two delicately chiselled breasts, held in tight by a slender brassiere, and the sight of these two tempting mounds of girlish flesh almost made me reach forth to squeeze them, but knowing that too much advance might frighten this tender and demure morsel I restrained myself and contented myself in making a covert survey of her girlish attractions.
Her dress, as I have stated, was very short, as was common with all girls, and as she climbed into the machine, a little of her leg above the stocking top showed. At this glimpse of her bare and glistening flesh, I felt my member throb as though touched with an electric machine.
Seated beside her in the machine, I leaned close to her and felt the magnetism of her person communicate itself to me, then instructing Joseph to drive to the address she had given, I leaned back in the seat and we slowly moved away.
Joseph, my man, who had been in my service for years, was an observing and devoted servant (of this more hereafter) and well knew what was going on in his master's mind, and did not at all exceed the speed limit, in fact proceeded less fast than at a walk, in order, as he well surmised, to give me plenty of time to carry out whatever projects I had in mind.
I passed my arm behind her head and allowing it to fall about her waist encountered not the least resistance, so boldly drawing her close to me I snuggled her in my arms and attempted to kiss her on the lips.
She laughingly repulsed me, and looking significantly at Joseph, whose back was turned to us (although he could see us in the mirror before him), she shook a reproving finger at me.
I immediately reached forward and drew down the shade that obscured Joseph's view, and again passing my arms about her slender waist held her closely to me in a tight embrace, now without the least resistance on her part; she allowed me to press my lips to hers and with warm kisses I held her tight to me as her arms went around my neck.
Sliding my hand round to the front of her waist, I boldly squeezed and manipulated her breasts, allowing a finger to titillate the dormant nipple to a state of erectile hardness, and then, dropping my hand down on her leg, I slipped it up under her short skirt and moulded and caressed to the full her bare and electric thighs.