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Introduction:

Grace and Anna are two fun-loving girls of the early 20th century who can't resist a lithesome young man or a wealthy older one. Soon they have dropped their frocks and are capering like young Venuses rising from the sea. Love and lust offer temptations at every hand. What's a girl of the Edwardian age to do? Find out in The Adventures of Grace and Anna.
Rare Lascivious English Classic. this is a book written by an English gentleman of considerable wit, command of the language, and imagination of Rabelaisian order. Erotic as are the tales, they are far from being filthy, while a plot of thrilling interest runs throughout the work, binding all the stories together..The book 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' has been subtitled 'The thrilling experiences of two girls looking for love and lust.' Two fun-loving girls of the 1910s discover love and lust among the idle rich and the well-proportioned poor in this insightful excursion into the erotic mores and morals of an earlier era. Enjoy..

In part 1 to 8 of Chapter 1,. you have read that the author meets a girl named Anna and he Invites her in his car for a ride. In-car he kissed her and boldly squeezed and manipulated her breasts and erect nipples. Then he molded and caressed her bare and electric thighs and felt the bare lips of her sex and the crinkly pubic hair and have sex in Car. and then he meets her again next time and takes her to an apartment that was maintained for just such incidents. Anna proposes to introduce him to her friend Grace.

Now Further.

CHAPTER-1

PART-9


‘What are you going to do?’ Grace asked, looking up at me, and making as if to rise to her feet, but I again gently pushed her back on her back.

‘I am ringing for Joseph,’ I explained, ‘and will secure some cold cream to ease the situation. You need not worry at his entrance, as he is to have you, too, and it will be a pleasant introduction for him.’

At this instant Joseph discreetly knocked at the door and I admitted him and made known my wants in this particular direction. He cast a glance at the girl on the floor and she turned her face on the cushions in shame; from the opened front of his pants I knew that he had been consoling Anna; he went and fetched a jar of the desired unguent.

Placing it on the cushion beside us, I again mounted the form of the prostrate girl, and anointing the head of my staff liberally, I took her again in my arms and again essayed the ravishment of her sexual charms. This time I succeeded in wedging the head within the tightly-closed lips, and settling down full upon her, I pushed forward with my loins and soon had a full inch of my throbbing rod impaled in her vitals.

‘O-o-o-o-o-h-h-h,’ she murmured, thrashing about on the cushions and placing her hands against my chest as though to push me from her, ‘you are h-u-r-t-i-n-g me! Oh, oh, oh, that is too-too big! Take it out a minute! Just a minute! It stretches me too much! You are

… wait! Wait!’

But I had gained my point and was in no mood to relinquish it, and passing my hands behind her naked and bouncing posteriors I poised myself high upon her and with one drive sheathed half of the entire length of my dart into its clinging and trembling cave, and she gave a wild scream of pain and fell back trembling and senseless in my arms.

That one cruel plunge must have hurt her, but now seeing that she was insensible I made the most of the opportunity, and with a few more drives soon was in her cove to the hilt and then lay panting upon her till nature saw fit to restore her to her senses.

I knew that the cry must have startled Anna, but depended upon Joseph and the soothing presence of his kidney tosser to secure me from interruption, and the door being locked, waited with patience for her return to her senses.

She soon began to thrash about, and opening her eyes, moved her loins about, and the first pain of the entrance over, I began a slow weaving, rhythmic motion on her body, allowing my prong to glide in and out of the heated moistness of her glove-like membranes.

‘Oh, oh, oh,’ she cried, ‘you are cruel, cruel indeed! Why could you not be easier with me?’

Then, pain giving way to more passionate sensations, she allowed her bare arms to steal tightly around my neck and her loins gave me back thrust for thrust and her lips met mine in a clinging embrace and we melted into one, a moving rhythm of lust, and our breath came in pants and bursts as I held her close to me!

‘Oh, oh, o-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!’ she sighed, thrusting upwards with all her might to meet the descending charger, ‘oh, oh, o-h-h-h, there… t-h-e-r-e!!!’ as her slit opened and closed on my staff with lightning-like loving strokes. ‘T-h-e-r-e, that, t-h-a-t is it! Oh, ohohohohoh o-o-o-o-o, I’m coming! O-h-h-h-h, lover darling, that is s-o-o-o n-i-c-e!’ And her hot flow bathed and sprayed my swelling charger.

Again and again this delightful compression of her tight slit took place, and each time she vented a shower of girlish dew upon me, and feeling that I, also, was about to spend I took her firmly in my arms and whispered in her ear, ‘Here, here! Here is the child that you fear! I will spout into your womb a living, pulsing life! There, there, there,’ as I exploded in her, ‘that is the first fruit of your marriage! Take it and rear it as a gift from me!’ And I shot and bubbled in great spurts into her womb the largest charge that I could ever recall, and driving my prong far up into her, sought the more firmly to embed it within the most secret confines of her being.

She, at the same instant, gave down another charge, and we then lay melting in each other’s arms, relaxed and breathless on the cushions.

I lay on her for some time still, my throbbing prick still embedded to the balls within her, and she, as though mad with lust, began another series of wiggles beneath me; feeling life revive, I again commenced a slow weaving upon her.

This second bout was much longer than the first, and I enjoyed to the full the tight and clinging constrictions of her slit upon the heart of my sex, and after she had vented four or five times I again discharged within her and we again lay still.

I lay for a few minutes and then withdrew, the charge from her fleshy bottle spurting out on to the cushions as I removed the cork. I made my toilet. Grace pressed her thighs closely together and rolled on her side as if to hide the damage done to her pretty person, and I noticed that the wetness was stained with red and knew that her maidenhead, or at least the remnants of it, had now departed her forever, and felt a strange thrill of pride run through me as I looked at the naked girl.

To be Continued

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1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers.

2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous.

3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1910 , titled 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' by anonymous.
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