|
|
|
Ravishing of Lol Stein
|
|
Lust in a Stately English Mansion
Her face staring down girlishly, Letitia shook her head, though it was not true. Servants had quaint ideas as to what went on among 'the gentry', despite the actuality of this moment—despite the fact that Johnson had manfully pumped her a score of times now. On Letitia's wedding day, after most of the guests had gone and only her immediate relatives remained, there had been what was politely and carefully called a 'passing by'. Still attired in her wedding gown—a wondrous frothery of white and cream silk and lace—Letitia had been taken into the morning room by Easton who had asked her, 'Are you ready?' Realising that she was not permitted to refuse, and that several sturdy champions had long been awaiting this moment, Letitia had blushed and nodded, whereat Easton had drawn her gown and underskirt up to her waist and tucked the heavily-folded rear between the wall and her bottom. Any jerky movements on her part would cause all to cascade again, and Letitia knew that, too, was not allowed. Hence she had kept very still while Easton removed her frilly, spotless drawers and laid them perfectly flat at her feet with the filled legs extended forward. It was the tradition that her drawers were not to be trodden on. Such, curiously, would be a great discourtesy and an affront to her as a bride, even though she was about to be rogered by five gentlemen... .
Price: $0.99
[ Notify me when price goes down.]
|
|
The Yellow Room
“You have no right to whip me,” she said in a cold, tight little voice. She was trying hard to keep control of her speech. She tried not to screech or let her voice tremble, as that would tell him that he had the power to frighten her. “I will not be whipped by any man or anyone else. Undo my hands at once,” she said in what she thought was an authoritative voice. “Being kept all the evening in this room without any dinner is quite punishment enough. And what have I done that calls for punishment? Refusing to wear horrid dresses which only serve to make nakedness conspicuous? If I am to be treated in this way, I shall leave tomorrow. As for promising to take off my own drawers before my own uncle, you must be mad, Sir, to think of such a thing. I would rather die first.”.
Price: $0.99
[ Notify me when price goes down.]
|
|
Downtown Chic: Designing Your Dream Home: from Wreck to Ravishing
New York City–based couple Robert and Cortney Novogratz have been renovating and designing unique and hip homes for families for over ten years. Describing their signature style as a sophisticated but bohemian mix of high and low, new and old, they offer their realistic advice on how to create original, warm interiors with ease. One part practical guide, one part inspirational volume on creating a look for the home, the book pairs humorous anecdotes about the pitfalls and pleasures of renovation with a treasure trove of decorating tips: how to use both boutique and flea-market finds; how to inject lots of personality into a room affordably; how to decorate kids’ rooms so they appeal to children and adults; how to easily rehabilitate outdated furnishings; and many more. In each of the ten projects featured—which include a townhouse in New York City, a country house in Massachusetts, and a beach house in Brazil—before and after shots document the agony and ecstasy of any renovation project, as well as revealing the design duo’s vision and remarkable ability to see through the most awful of spaces to the amazing home that lies within..
Price: $29.70
[ Notify me when price goes down.]
|
|
A Ravished Maid
It was not only her well shaped body, her ample bosom, her wide pelvis and her high rounded behind, but it was the way she walked —with a challenging air and a swishing movement as her thighs brushed together. One could almost visualize that hairy triangle where her legs met. When she walked, her boobs bounced invitingly almost asking to be stiled with a caress and her ass rolled roundly from side to side..
Price: $2.39
[ Notify me when price goes down.]
|
|
My Secret Life - The Sex Diary of a Victorian Gentleman Vol-1 & 2
I began these memoirs when about twenty-five years old, having from youth kept a diary of some sort, which perhaps from habit made me think of recording my inner and secret life. When I began it, had scarcely read a baudy book, none of which, excepting Fanny Hill, appeared to me to be truthful: that did, and it does so still; the others telling of recherche eroticisms or of inordinate copulative powers, of the strange twists, tricks, and fancies of matured voluptuousness and philosophical lewdness, seemed to my comparative ignorance as baudy imaginings or lying inventions, not worthy of belief; although I now know, by experience, that they may be true enough, however eccentric and improbable, they may appear to the uninitiated. Fanny Hills was a woman's experience. Written perhaps by a woman, where was a maids written with equal truth? That book has no baudy word in it; but baudy acts need the baudy ejaculations; the erotic, full flavored expressions, which even the chastest indulge in when hut, or love, is in its full tide of performance. So I determined to write my private life freely as to fact, and in the spirit of the lustful acts done by me, or witnessed; it is written therefore with absolute truth and without any regard whatever for what the world calls decency. Decency and voluptuousness in its fullest acceptance cannot exist together, one would kill the other, the poetry of copulation I have only experienced with a few women, which however neither prevented them nor me from calling a spade a spade. .
Price: $1.59
[ Notify me when price goes down.]
|
|
The Horn Book The Guide To the Knowledge of Good And Evil
A classic guide to sex. A Series of dialogues on sex and the ways of varying the pleasures of love between a man and woman and postures giving complete enjoyment to two lovers. etc..
Price: $0.99
[ Notify me when price goes down.]
|
|
The Altar of Venus
The first time around I contented myself with warm kisses pressed on half-parted willing lips in the darkness of the tunnels and caverns as we speeded through. As we started on the second trip, I raised my arm over her shoulder and let my had rest lightly over one of her small but firm little bubbies, and as no objection was made to the contact, I ventured a bit further, and squeezed it softly. On the third trip around, this same hand was on the inside of her bodice over her bare breast instead of on the outside. It's mate was under the hem of her short skirt lying on the smooth skin just above the top of her silk stocking—and disposed to go higher. On the fourth and final trip the hand last referred to had deftly found its way up the inside of a panty leg and was in pleasant contact with something softly hairy, warm, and very moist. All this had been accomplished with the complete acquiescence and entire complacency of the little miss with the baby face and woman's legs. City girls are more sensible than country girls. When we got off the car I had such a hard-on, I wondered uneasily whether people would notice my pants sticking out in front. .
Price: $0.99
[ Notify me when price goes down.]
|
|
The Convent
In 1899, when The Convent was written, stern parents would threaten their wayward children with a stay at a nunnery if they didn't improve their conduct. If Angelica, the author of The Convent, is to be believed, monasteries and nunneries should be the last places in the world where upstanding parents should dispatch their naughty children. Angelica has been sent to a convent and it is there that she experiences the first thrusts of love and passion. Her unusual education was not derived from visiting male relatives and friends. Angelica learned all she knew from the droll and exploring residents of the convent itself and the monks of a nearby monastery who offered the nuns more than salvation. .
Price: $1.59
[ Notify me when price goes down.]
|
|
|
|
|