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Kathleen Mansfield, was a New Zealand writer, essayist and journalist, widely considered one of the most influential and important authors of the modernist movement. Her works are celebrated across the world, and have been published in 25 languages. Mansfield wrote short stories and poetry under a variation of her own name, Katherine Mansfield, which explored anxiety, sexuality and existentialism alongside a developing New Zealand identity. Contents: In A German Pension Bliss and Other Stories The Garden Party and Other Stories The Doves' Nest and Other Stories Poems Something Childish and Other Stories The Letters: Volume I The Letters: Volume II Journal The Aloe Novels and Novelists The Scrapbook Uncollected Texts
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12 Masterpieces of Erotic literature
Fanny Hill, The 120 Days of Sodom, Venus in Furs, Autobiography of a Flea, The Romance of Lust, The Nunnery Tales and others
Illustrated edition
Erotic literature comprises fictional and factual stories and accounts of eros (passionate, romantic or sexual relationships) intended to arouse similar feelings in readers.This contrasts erotica, which focuses more specifically on sexual feelings. Other common elements are satire and social criticism. Much erotic literature features erotic art, illustrating the text.
Although cultural disapproval of erotic literature has always existed, its circulation was not seen as a major problem before the invention of printing, as the costs of producing individual manuscripts limited distribution to a very small group of wealthy and literate readers. The invention of printing, in the 15th century, brought with it both a greater market and increasing restrictions, including censorship and legal restraints on publication on the grounds of obscenity. Because of this, much of the production of this type of material became clandestine.
Michel Millot. The School of Venus
John Cleland. Fanny Hill
Daniel Defoe. Moll Flanders
Marquis de Sade. The 120 Days of Sodom
D. H. Lawrence. Lady Chatterley's Lover
Leopold von Sacher-Masoch. Venus in Furs
Anonymous. The Lustful Turk
Anonymous. The Romance of Lust
Anonymous. Autobiography of a Flea
Anonymous. The Way of a Man with a Maid
Anonymous. The Nunnery Tales
Jack Saul. The Sins of the Cities of the Plain
Michel Millot
THE SCHOOL OF VENUS
The Ladies Delight, Reduced into Rules of Practice
Translated from the French, L’Escole des Filles ou la Philosophie des dames, anonymously in 1680
DEDICATION
To Madam S―――W―――
None Madam can be a candidate with you for this dedication, ’tis your Lordship alone has passed all the forms, and classes in this School, what delights you give, and with what eagerness you perform your Fucking exercises is sufficiently known to the many have enjoyed you, for you Madam like the Supreame Powers have such a communicative goodness, as you scorn monopolizing your Cunt to a single keeper, but have generously refused no Man a kindness who desired it, having often been heard to say ’twas not in your nature to deny satisfaction to a standing Prick, and that ’twas not barely thrusting a Prick into a Cunt, but the well managing of a Fuck makes the Summum Bonum. Tell not me therefore of Messalina, what though she was enjoyed by Fourty or Fifty Men in a day, if your Ladyship could command as many bodies as you have had Pintles between your legs, you might lead as great an Army as Xerxes did into Greece, or if a Pyramide of those standing Tarses your Cunt hath subdued were to be erected, I am confident it would exceed that Monument of Sculls erected, by the Persian Sophy in Spahaune, under your patronage therefore this Book comes abroad, and if it have your approbation I care not if other Ladies dislike it, Favourably therefore receive this Dedication from Madam
Your Most
Humble Servant
THE ARGUMENT
In the first Dialogue.
Roger a young Gentleman being passionately in love with Katherine a Virgin of admirable beauty, but so extremely simple, having always been brought up under the rigid Government of her Mother, who was Wife of a Substantial Citizen, that all his persuasions could do no good on her, by reason she understood not any thing that appertained to love, he therefore by force of presents and other allurements gains a Kins-Woman of hers named Frances to his Party, and she having promised Roger to solicit Katherine, in his behalf makes her a Visit. Accordingly Frances who was much wiser than her Cousin, and better practiced in love concerns, undertakes Katherine whom finding opportunely at home, she cunningly acquaints the young Girl with all the pleasures of love, and by the relation so fired her blood as she longed to be at the sport, Frances then strikes while the Iron was hot, and persuades Katherine to embrace that opportunity, none being at home but herself and the Maid, and let Mr. Roger whose person she made agreeable to the young Wench, ease her of her Maidenhead, that the Girl consents to, and in the nick of time Mr. Roger coming to make a Visit, as Frances and he had before laid their design, FRANK.takes occasion to leave them alone.
In the Second Dialogue.
Katherine acquaints Frances, how she had lost her Maidenhead, the Variety of postures Roger had put her in, and how afterward he had Swived her in various manners, besides all along in the discourse is inserted such Divine and Mysterious love Morals, as makes the Treatise very delightful and pleasant to the Readers.
THE ORTHODOX BULL
Anathema and Indulgence.
PRIAPUS, our most August Monarch, thunders forth Anathema against all manner of Persons of either Sex, who Read or hear Read the Precepts of Love, Explained in a Book called the School of VENUS, without spending or at least not having some incitements of Nature which tend to Fucking, on the other side he grants a Plenary Indulgence to all those who are debilitated by being superannuated, or having some other Corporal defect, he also gives his Benediction to all those Unfortunate Pilgrims who suffer for Venus’s cause, and have therefore undertaken the Perilous Voyage of Sweating and Fluxing.
DIALOGUE THE FIRST
Frank. Katy.
FRANK. Good Morrow, KATY.
KATY. Oh! Good Morrow Cousin, and what good Wind blows you hither, now my Mother is from home. Lord how glad am I to see you. Is this Visit pure kindness or business?
FRANK. No business I assure you, but pure affection, I am come to chat and talk with you, ’tis wearisome being alone, and methinks, ’tis an age since last I saw you.
KATY. You say true, and I am much obliged to you, will you please sit down, you find no body at home but me and the Maid.
FRANK. Poor Soul, what thou art at work?
KATY. Yes.
FRANK. I think you do nothing else, you live here confined to your Chamber, as if it were a Nunnery; you never stir abroad, and seldom a man comes at thee.
KATY. You say very true Cousin, what should I trouble my self with men; I believe none of them ever think of me, and my Mother tells me, I am not yet old enough to Marry.
FRANK. Not old enough to be Married, and a young plump Wench of Sixteen; thou art finely fitted indeed with a Mother, who ought now to take care to please thee, as formerly she did herself, what’s become of Parents love and affection nowadays, but this is not my business; art thou such a Fool to believe you can’t enjoy a mans company without being Married?
KATY. Why, don’t I enjoy their Company and do not men come often hither?
FRANK. Who are they? I never see any.
KATY. Lord! how strange you make it, why is there not my two Unkles, my Cousins, Mr. Richards and many others?
FRANK. Pish, they are your kindred! I mean others.
KATY. Why, what make you of Mr. Clarke, Mr. Wilson, Mr. Reynolds, and young Mr. Roger, whom I ought to have named first, for he comes often and pretends he loves me, telling me a Hundred things which I understand not, and all to little purpose; for I have no more pleasure in their Company, then I have in my Mothers, or my Aunts. Indeed their cringes, congees and ceremonies, make me laugh sometimes, when I speak to them, they stare upon me, as though they would eat me; and at last go away like Fools as they came; what satisfaction can one receive by such persons Company? In truth instead of being pleased with them, I am quite a weary of them.
FRANK. But, do they not tell you, you are handsome, are they not perpetually kissing and stroaking thee?
KATY. Why, who the Duce told you? Indeed they do little else, but commend my beauty, kissing me and feeling my Breasts, telling me a Hundred things, which they say are very pleasing to them, but for my part, they add nothing to my content.
FRANK. Why, and do you suffer them to do all this?
KATY. Truly no, for my Mother hath forbidden me.
FRANK. Lord, what an ignorant innocent Fool art thou!
KATY. Pray Cousin, why do you say so, is there any thing to be learned, which I do not know?
FRANK. You are so ignorant, you are to learn every thing.
KATY. Sweet Cousin instruct me then.
FRANK. Yes, see, this is the fruits of being ruled by a Mother, and never mind what men say unto you.
KATY. What can an innocent Girl learn from men, whom the world account so debauched?
FRANK. I have a great deal of reason to speak well of them; for ’tis not long since I received a great deal of pleasure from one of that Sex; my dear Rogue, they are not half so bad as thou art made to believe, and the worst is, thou art never like to be convinced, thou art so cloistered up from their intrigues and Company, that thou wilt always live in ignorance, and consequently wilt never injoy any pleasure in this World: prithee tell me, what pleasure can’st thou injoy being always confined to a Chamber with thy Mother?
KATY. Do you ask me what pleasure, truly Cousin, I take a great deal, I eat when I am hungry, I drink when I am dry, I sleep, sing and dance, and sometimes go into the Country and take the Air with my Mother.
FRANK. This is something, but does not every body else do the like?
KATY. Why, is there any pleasure, that is not common to every body?
FRANK. Sure enough, for there is one that you have not yet tasted of, which as much exceeds all the rest, as Wine doth fair water.
KATY. Cousin, I confess my ignorance, in which I am likely to continue, unless you will please to explain it unto me.
FRANK. But, is it possible, that those men (especially Mr. Roger) with whom you have discoursed should not have said something of it unto you?
KATY. No indeed Cousin han’t they, if this pleasure be so great, as you say, they have not had the charity to communicate it to me.
FRANK. What do you still doubt of the sweetness of it? It is the most sovereign pleasure we poor Mortals injoy; but I admire Mr. Roger, whom all the World thinks in love, which you did hear speak of it unto you; surely you do not answer his affection.
KATY. Truly Cousin, you are much mistaken, for he himself can’t deny, but when he sighs and bemoans himself in my presence, I (far from being the cause thereof) pity him, ask him what he ailes, and should be glad with all my heart if I could give him any ease.
FRANK. Oh, now I begin to understand where the shooe wrings you both, why do not you tell him (when he professeth he loves you) that you also have a kindness for him?
KATY. Why so I would, if I thought it would do him any good, but since I know it is to no purpose, had not I better hold my peace?
FRANK. Alas Child, I can but pity thee, and thy misfortune, for if thou hadst but shewn some affection to him, he would without doubt have informed thee of this pleasure we are now talking of.
KATY. Prithee Cousin, how can that be, must a Maid of necessity love a man before she can attain to this pleasure? Methinks, I may love Mr. Roger and many men else, and yet not enjoy any pleasure in it.
FRANK. Yes, so you may you fool you, if people only look at one another, but there must be feeling in the case too.
KATY. Why, how many times have I touched him, and yet find no such pleasure in it?
FRANK. Yes, yes, you have touched his cloaths, but you should have handled something else.
KATY. Dear Cousin, expound your self more clearly unto me, I understand not in the least what all this discourse tends to, tell me therefore in plain English, what must I do to attain this pleasure?
FRANK. Why then in short, ’tis this, a young Man and a Maid can without any cost or trouble give one another the greatest pleasure imaginable.
KATY. Oh, good Cousin, what a mind have I to know what this pleasure is, and how to enjoy it!
FRANK. Be not too hasty and you shall know all, did you never see a naked man?
KATY. I never saw a man in my life, I have seen little boyes stark naked.
FRANK. No, that will not do, the young Man must be Sixteen or Seventeen years old, and the Maid Fourteen or Fifteen.
KATY. If they must be so big truly then I never saw any.
FRANK. Dear Cousin, I love thee too well to keep thee longer in ignorance, did you never see a man at piss and the thing with which he pisseth?
KATY. Yes once I saw a man piss against a Wall, who held something in his hand, but I could not imagine what it was, he seeing me look at him turned himself towards me, and then the thing he had in his hand, appeared to be like a white hogs pudding of a reasonable length, which was joyned to his Body, which made me admire I had not the like.
FRANK. And so much the better you Fool, for if you had, it was not possible for you to receive the pleasure we are now a talking of. But I am just now going to tell you things which will seem a great deal more strange unto you.
KATY. You oblige me infinitely, but pray first inform me, if this pleasure is singular, that none but a young Man and a Maid can partake thereof.
FRANK. No such matter, all People of all ranks and degrees participate therein, even from the King to the Cobler, from the Queen to the Scullion Wench, in short one half of the World Fucks the other.
KATY. This discourse is Hebrew to me, but is there no difference in this pleasure?
FRANK. Yes marry there is, Husbands and Wives take some pleasure, but they are generally cloyed with it, and therefore, sometimes the Wife, oftentimes the Husband ha’s some variety by having a bit in a corner, as for example, your Father had often his pleasure of your Maid Servant Margaret, whom therefore your Mother when she perceived it, turned her away, and made such a clutter about t’other day, and yet, who knows but your Mother herself, who is yet indifferent handsome, may not have an Itching at her Tail, and have some private friend to rub it.
KATY. Of that matter I know nothing, but what mean you pray by Persons of Quality?
FRANK. Oh, there is the cream of the Jest, they are young Gentlemen that fly at all game, (London is full of them) neither Maid, Wife or Widow can escape them, provided they be tolerable handsome, and that their faces (according to the Proverb) will make sauce for their Arses. Neither want these young sparks employment, for the Town is never empty of these kind fucking Females; generally both Sexes fuck, and that so promiscuously as Incest is accounted no sin, for they put it off with a Jest, saying it makes the top of their pricks look redder, if they dip it in their own Blood.
KATY. Because I am not Married, let us talk of young Men and Maids.
FRANK. Why, young Men and Maids take the most pleasure, because they are in their strength and youth, which is the season proper for these delights; but with which Sex shall I begin?
KATY. If you please let it be with the men.
FRANK. Be it so then, you must therefore know, the Thing with which a Man Pisseth is called a Prick.
KATY. Oh Lord Coz, you Swear?
FRANK. Pish, you are very nice, if you are minded to hear such Discourse, you must not be so Scrupulous.
KATY. I am contented, speak what you will.
FRANK. I must use the very words without Mincing, Cunt, Arse, Prick, Bollocks, &c.
KATY. I am contented.
FRANK. Then let me tell you, the Thing with which a Man Pisseth, is sometimes call’d a Prick, sometimes a Tarse, sometimes a Mans Yard, and other innumerable Names. It hangs down from the bottom of their Bellys like a Cows Teat, but much longer, and is about the place where the Slit of our Cunt is through which we Piss.
KATY. Oh strange!
FRANK. Besides they have Two little Balls made up in a Skin something like a Purse, these we call Bollocks, they are not much unlike our Spanish Olives, and above them, which adds a great Grace to this Noble Member, Crows a sort of Downy Hair, as doth about our Cunts.
KATY. I very well apprehend what you say, but to what purpose have men all these things, sure they serve to some other use besides Pissing?
FRANK. Yes marry does it, for it is this very thing which giveth a Woman the delight I all this while have been talking of. For when a Young Man hath a kindness for a Maid, he kneels down before her (when he hath gotten her alone) tells her he esteems her above all the World, and begs of her to answer his Love; if her silence continues, and she looks upon him with languishing Eyes, he usually takes courage, throws her backwards, flings up her Coats and Smock, lets fall his Breeches, opens her Legs, and thrusts his Tarse into her Cunt (which is the place through which she Pisseth) lustily therein, Rubbing it, which is the greatest pleasure imaginable.
KATY. Lord Cousin, what strange things do you tell me, but how the Duce doth he get in that thing which seems to be so limber and soft? Sure he must needs cram it in with his Fingers?
FRANK. Oh, thou are an ignorant Girl indeed, when a man hath a Fucking Job to do, his Prick is not then limber, but appears quite another thing, it is half as big and as long again as it was before, it is also as stiff as a stake, and when it’s standing so stiff, the skin on the Head comes back, and it appears just like a very large Heart Cherry.
KATY. So when the Mans Prick stands, he thrusts it into the Wenches Hole.
FRANK. I marry does he, but it costs him some pains to thrust it in, if the Wench be straight, but that is nothing if he be a true mettel’d Blade, by little and little he will get it in though he sweat soundly for it, by doing of this Wench feels her Cunt stretch soundly, which must of necessity please her, seeing he Rubs and Tickles the Edges of it in that manner.
KATY. For my part I should think it would hurt one.
FRANK. You are mistaken, indeed at first it makes ones Cunt a little sore, but after one is a little used to it, it Tickleth and Rubbeth in such manner, as it yieldeth the greatest content and pleasure in the World.
KATY. What call you the Wenches Thing?
FRANK. In plain English it is called a Cunt, though they out of an affected modesty mince the word, call it a Twot, and Twenty such kind of Names. When a man thrusts his Prick into a Woman’s Cunt, it is called Fucking. But pray don’t talk of such kind of thing before Company, for they will call you an immodest bawdy Wench, and chide you for it.
KATY. Let me alone to keep my own Counsel. But still I am not satisfied, how a man can get his great Tarse into a Wenches Cunt.
FRANK. So soon as ever he hath put it a little into her Cunt Hole, he thrusts with his Arse backwards and forwards, and the Wench too is very charitable in helping him, so that between them both they soon get it up to the Head, and all the while the Man is Rigling his Arse, the Wench is extremely delighted.
KATY. I warrant, he never holds his Arse still.
FRANK. No, he still keeps on thrusting.
KATY. By this means I perceive he soon gets in.
FRANK. For example sake look upon me, and see how I move my Arse, just so do the men when they Fuck us, and all the time he is at it, the Woman plays with him, hugs him, and kisseth him, stroaks his Arse and Cods, calls him her Dear, her Love, her Soul, and all this while she is dying almost with pleasure, feeling his Prick thrust up so far into her Body.
KATY. Good Cousin, you speak so feeling of this pleasure, that I have a great mind to be trying the sport, sure if it be as you say, a Young Wench cannot but love the man that gives her so much delight, but have not the men their pleasure too?
FRANK. Yes, yes, that’s easily perceived, they being almost mad with delight, for when they are at the sport they cry, Dear Rogue, I dye (sighing and breathing short) saying, where am I, and such amorous words, notwithstanding the Woman’s pleasure is greater than the mans, because she is not only pleased with her own Fucking, but also hath the satisfaction of perceiving her Gallant so extremely delighted.
KATY. You speak a great deal of Reason, sure since they have so good sport, the Wenches are loath to let the men get off of them, for my part were it my case, I should be very unwilling to let the Prick out of my Cunt, since it is the cause of such pleasure.
FRANK. Phoo, but that can’t be.
KATY. Why so?
FRANK. When one Bout is done, you must Rest a little before you begin another.
KATY. I thought it had lasted as long as one pleased, and that there was no more in it than thrusting in the Prick.
FRANK. Therein you are mistaken, ’tis better as it is, for were it otherwise we should not be so happy.
KATY. Pray demonstrate all this Intrigue of Fucking unto me, how they end and begin again a fresh, and what is the natural Reason why the Prick being in the Cunt, should give such delight, and why should not ones Finger yield a Wench the like pleasure.
FRANK. Listen then. A Prick hath a fine soft loose skin, which though the Wench take it in her Hand, when it is loose and lank, will soon grow stiff and be filled: ’Tis full of Nerves and Gristles, the Head of the Prick is compounded of fine Red flesh, much like a large Heart Cherry, as already I have told you, over this Head is a Cap of Skin which slips backwards when the Prick stands, underneath there is a pipe which swells like a great vain and comes to the Head of the Prick, where is a small slit or orifice; as for the Womans Cunt, I know not what it is within, but I am told it is nothing but a Prick turned inwards; now when a Prick thrust into a Cunt, the cap of skin which I before spoke of, and is called the prepuce slips backwards. This skin some Nations as the Jews and Turks cut off (calling it Circumcision) now as I told you, this Prick rubbing up and down in a Cunt, giveth the pleasure we have thus long discoursed of both to Man and Woman. In fine, what with rubbing and shuffing on both sides their members begin to Itch and Tickle; at last the seed comes through certain straight passages, which makes them shake their Arses faster, and the pleasure comes more and more upon them. At last the seed comes with that delight unto them, that it puts them in a Trance. The seed of the man is of a thick white clammy substance like suet, that of a Woman thinner and of a red color, mark, a woman may spend twice or thrice to a mans once, if he be any time long at it, some women have an art of holding the Tops of their Cunts, that they can let fly when they please, and will stay till the man spends, which is a Vast satisfaction to them both.
KATY. You describe this pleasure to be so excessive, that it puts me into admiration, but after all, what do they do when they have both spent?
FRANK. Then they are at ease for a little while, and the Prick which at first stood as stiff as a Stake, comes out of the Cunt pitifully hanging down its head.
KATY. I wonder at all this, but ha’nt they a mind to t’other touch?
FRANK. Yes, with playing, handling, and kissing, the Prick stands again, and then they stick it in again and have the same Sport.
KATY. But when the Prick is down, can a Wench make it stand again?
FRANK. Very easily, ’tis but gently rubbing it in her hand, if thou didst but know the virtue of a Wenches hand, and how capable ’tis of giving pleasure to a man, thou wouldest not wonder at it.
KATY. Pray Cousin, since you have taken the pains to instruct me thus far, leave me not in ignorance, and therefore inform me how this matter is completed!
FRANK. In short, ’tis thus, it often happens a couple of young lovers meet in some place, where they have not the convenience to fuck; they therefore only kiss and rub their tongues in one anothers mouths, this tickleth their lips and provokes the youth so, that it makes his Prick stand, they still continuing kissing, and it not being a convenient place to fuck in, he steals his Prick into her hand, which she by rubbing gently (which is called frigging) makes the man spend in her hand.
KATY. Hey day, what must a Woman of necessity know all these things?
FRANK. Yes, and a great deal more, for after a little repose they try another conclusion to please one another.
KATY. What another?
FRANK. Yes, another, she begins to stroke his coddes, sliding them between her fingers, then she handles his Buttocks and Thighs, and takes him by the Prick again, which certainly is no small delight unto him; after all what will you say if she gets upon him instead of his getting upon her, which I assure you pleases the man beyond any thing?
KATY. You tell me of variety of pleasures, how shall I do to remember them, how is it say you doth the Woman fuck the man?
FRANK. That is when he lays down backward, and Woman gets a stride upon him, and wriggles her Arse upon his Prick.
KATY. That’s a new way, it seems this pleasure ha’s many postures.
FRANK. Yes, above a Hundred, Have you but a little patience and I will tell you them all.
KATY. Why is the man more pleased when the Woman Fucks him, then when he fucks her?
FRANK. Because she is so charitable to take the pains and labor upon her, which otherwise had fallen to his share.
KATY. He is much beholding to her.
FRANK. Really so he is, for he lies under, receives the pleasure and takes no pains, whilst her eagerness at the sport makes her sweat till it drops again.
KATY. My fancy is so extremely raised by your very telling me how she bestirs herself, that I am almost mad to be at it.
FRANK. I have a great deal more to tell you, but let us make no more hast then good speed, for by a little and a little you will soon learn all.
KATY. I am very well satisfied, but methinks I would fain know what makes my Cunt Itch so (especially in the night) that I cannot take any rest for tumbling and tossing. Pray can you tell me what will prevent it?
FRANK. You must get you a stiff lusty Tarse to rub it, and must stick it into your Cunt, but if you have it not ready, you must rub your Cunt soundly with your finger, and that will give you some ease.
KATY. How say you with my finger? I cannot imagine how that can be.
FRANK. Yes with your finger, thrusting it into your Cunt, and rubbing it thus.
KATY. I’ll be sure not to forget this way you tell me of; but did not you tell me you sometimes received a great deal of fucking pleasure?
FRANK. Yes marry did I, I have a fucking Friend in a corner, who swives me as often as I have a mind to it, and I love him extremely for it.
KATY. Truly he deserves it if he pleases you so much, but is your pleasure and satisfaction so great?
FRANK. I tell you, I am sometimes besides my self he pleaseth me so much.
KATY. But how shall I get such a fucking Friend?
FRANK. Why, you must be sure to get one that loves you, and one that will not blab, but keep your Council.
KATY. Do you know any body I could trust in an affair of this nature?
FRANK. I cannot pitch upon any whom I think fitter for your turn than Mr. Roger, he loves you very well, and is a handsome young Fellow, had a good Jante mien is neither too fat or too lean, hath a good skin, strong and well set Limbs; besides, I am informed by those that know it, he hath a swinging Tarse and Stones, and has a strong back to furnish store of seed. In short, he is exactly cut out for a good Woman's Man.
KATY. I long to be dabbling, but still I am afraid there is some harm in it.
FRANK. Why, you will see I am not the worse for it.
KATY. Oh, but ain't it a sin and a shame to boot?
FRANK. You need not be half so scrupulous, I warrant you Mr. Roger can farewell and not cry roast meat, neither dares he betray you for fear of losing your kindness and his own Reputation.
KATY. But if it should be ones fortune to be Married after, I am afraid my Husband will not esteem or care for me, if he perceives any such matter.
FRANK. You need not take so much care beforehand, besides, when it comes to that, let me alone to tell you a way that he shall never perceive it.
KATY. But, if I should be found out my reputation is for ever lost.
FRANK. ’Tis a thing some with so much privacy, that it is impossible to be known, and yet every body almost doth it; Nay if the Parents themselves perceive it, they will say nothing but put off their cracked Daughter, to one Cocks-comb or another.
KATY. But they can’t hide it from God, who sees and knows all things.
FRANK. God who sees and knows all things will say nothing, besides, I cannot think lechery a sin; I am sure if Women govern’d the world and the Church as men do, you would soon find they would account fucking so lawful, as it should not be accounted a Misdemeanor.
KATY. I wonder men should be so rigorous against a thing they love so well.
FRANK. Only for fear of giving too much liberty to the Women, who else would challenge the same liberty with them, but it is fine, we wink at one anothers faults, and do not think swiving a heinous sin, and were it not for fear of great Bellys, it were possible swiving would be much more used then now it is.
KATY. Then you scarce think any honest?
FRANK. No really, for had not we better enjoy our pleasures, then be hard thought on for nothing, for I must confess there are some so unhappy as to be hard censured without a cause, which is the worst luck can befall one; were I in those Peoples condition, if I could not stop Peoples mouths, I would deserve the worst that could be said of me, and so have something for my Money.
KATY. You say very well, and truly I did not care how soon I parted with my Maiden-head, provided I might have my Belly full of fuck, and no body be the wiser, which I believe may easily be done, if according to your advice some discreet young Fellow be employed in management of this secret affair.
FRANK. You cannot imagine the satisfaction you will take, when once you have gotten a fucking Friend fitted for your purpose, who as I will order it shall be wise enough to keep your secrets. How many Girles do you daily meet with, who pass for virtuous Wenches, at these you may laugh in your sleeve, for they will never think thee to be a wanton, especially if thou dost but play the Hypocrite, acting the part of a Holy Sister, frequenting the Church and condemning the lewdness of the Age, this will get thee a Reputation among all sorts of People, and by thy private fucking thou wilt attain to a kind of confidence, which is much wanting to most of our English Ladies; for few are honest now a days but some heavy witless sluts, and after all, if thou behavest thy self as I will order, ’tis a thousand to one but some wealthy Fool will stoop to thy lute, and Marry thee, after which thou mayest carry on thy designs, and order private meetings with thy fucking Friend, who will secretly swive thee, and give thee all tastes of pleasure imaginable.
KATY. Lord Cousin, what a happy Woman are you, and what a great deal of time have I already lost, but pray tell me, how must I play my Cards, for without your assistance I shall never attain to what I so much desire?
FRANK. I’ll endeavor to help you out of the mire, but you must FRANK.y tell me, which of your lovers you most esteem.
KATY. To be ingenious then, I love Mr. Roger best.
FRANK. Then resolve to think of no body else, for my part I think him a very discreet young Gentleman.
KATY. But, I am ashamed to break the Ice and ask the least kindness of him.
FRANK. Let me alone to do that, but when you have had the great pleasure of fucking, you must so order matters, that you may have frequent meetings, for when once you have tasted the forbidden fruit, your Teeth will be strangely set on edge after it.
KATY. I warrant you, you have so fired me with your Relations, that I think it seven years till I am at the sport.
FRANK. The sooner you do it, the better will Mr. Roger visit you to day.
KATY. Cousin, I expect him every minute.
FRANK. Without any more ado then, take this first opportunity, for a fairer can never present, your Mother and Father are in the Country and come not home to night, no creature in the house but the Maid, whom you may easily busy about some employment, and let me alone to do your errand to Mr. Roger, and to tell all People that may inquire for you, that you are gone abroad. Here’s a bed fit for the purpose, on which he will certainly fuck you when he comes.
KATY. Dear Cousin, I am at my wits end, but must I let him do what he will with me?
FRANK. I marry must you, he will thrust his Prick into thy Cunt, and give thee a World of delight.
KATY. Well, but what must I do then to have as much pleasure as you have?
FRANK. You fool you, I tell you he’ll show you.
KATY. Excuse my ignorance, and Cousin to pass away the time till he comes, pray tell me what your Husband doth to you when he lies with you, for I would not willingly altogether appear a Novice, when I shall arrive to that great happiness of being fucked.
FRANK. That I will withal my heart, but you must know that the pleasure of fucking is joined with a Thousand other endearments, which infinitely add to the perfection, one night above all the rest my Husband being on the merry pin, shewed me a very many pritty pranks, which before I knew not, and which truly were pleasant enough.
KATY. When first he accosts you, what doth he say and do unto you?
FRANK. I will briefly tell you all, first, he comes up a private pair of stairs unto me, when all the Household is in Bed, he finds me sometimes a sleep and sometimes awake, to loose no time, he undresseth himself, comes and lies down by me, when he begins to be warm he lays his hands on my Breasts, finding me awake, he tells me he is so weary with walking from place to place all day long, that he is scarce able to stir, still feeling and streaking my Breasts, calling me dear Rogue, and telling me how happy he is in me; I thereupon pretending modesty say, dear heart, I am sleepy, pray let me alone, he not satisfied with that, slips his hand down to the bottom of my Belly, and handleth the heel of my Cunt, which he rubbeth with his fingers, then he kisseth me, and puts his Tongue into my Mouth delicately rolling it about, afterwards he strokes my smooth Thighs, Cunt, Belly and Breasts, takes the Nipples of my Breast in his Mouth, doing all he can to content himself, makes me take off my Smock and views me all over, then he makes me grasp his stiff Prick, takes me in his Arms and so we roll one over another, sometimes I am uppermost, sometimes he, then he puts his Prick into my hand again, sometimes he thrusts it between my Thighs, sometimes between my Buttocks, rubbing my Cunt with the top of it, which makes me mad for horsing, then he kisseth my Eyes, Mouth and Cunt, then calling me his Dear, his Love, his Soul, begets upon me, thrusting his stiff standing Tarse into my Cunt, and to our mutual satisfaction he fucks me stoutly.
KATY. And are not you mightily pleased at it?
FRANK. How can you imagine otherwise? You may see there are more ways then one to put a Prick into a Cunt, sometimes my Husband gets upon me, sometimes I get upon him, sometimes we do it sideways, sometimes kneeling, sometimes crossways, sometimes backwards, as if I were to take a Glister, sometimes Wheel-barrow, with one leg upon his shoulders, sometimes we do it on our feet, sometimes upon a stool, and when he is in Hast he throws me upon a Form, Chair or Floor, and fucks me lustily, so these ways afford several and variety of pleasures, his Prick entering my Cunt more or less, and in a different manner, according to the posture we Fuck in, in the day times he often makes me stoop down with my head almost between my Legs, throwing my Coats backwards over my Head, he considers me in that posture, and having secured the Door that we are not surprised, and makes a sign with his Finger that I stir not from that posture, then he runs at me with a standing Prick, and Fucks me briskly, and hath often protested to me he takes more pleasure this way than any other.
KATY. This last way of Fucking as are all others, (without doubt) must be extremely pleasant, and now I very well comprehend all you say unto me, and since there is no more in it than downright putting a Prick into a Cunt (though in divers postures) methinks, I could find out some new ways besides those you tell me of, for you know every Bodies Fancy varies, but let us now talk of that pleasant Night you had with your Husband in which he pleased you so extremely.
FRANK. Why that was but yesterday, in this Relation I shall tell you many Love Tricks which are common to us, who daily enjoy them, you must know I had not seen my Husband in Two days, which made me almost out of my Wits, when toward Twelve a Clock last Night I saw him steal into my Chamber, with a little Dark Lanthorn in his Hand. He brought under his Coat Sweet-meats, Wine, and such stuff to Relish our Mouths, and Raise our Lechery.
KATY. ’Tis needless to ask you whether the Apparition pleas’d you.
FRANK. He found me in my Petticoat, for I was not then a Bed, which hastily throwing up, he flung me backwards on the Bed, and with a stiff standing Tarse, Fucked me on the spot lustily, spending extreamly with Two or Three Thrusts.
KATY. Now I perceive we are most pleased when the Seed comes, and we take the most pains when we perceive it coming, and we never leave shaking our Arses till the precious Liquor comes.
FRANK. After the first Fuck I went to Bed, and he undressed himself, I was no sooner laid but I fell a sleep, (for you must know nothing provokes sleep so much as Fucking) but he hugging me, and putting his Prick into my Hand, soon recovered me of my Drowsiness.
KATY. When a Mans Prick is once drawn, how long is it before it can stand again, and how often can a Man Fuck in one Night?
FRANK. You are always interrupting me! That’s according to the Man you deal with, sometimes the same men are better at it than other times, some can Fuck and spend twice without Discunting, which pleaseth the Woman very much, some will Fuck Nine or Ten times in a Night, some Seven or Eight, but that is too much, Four or Five times in a Night is enough for any Reasonable Woman, those that do it Two or Three times spend more, and also receive and give more pleasure than those who do it oftener. In this case the Womans Beauty helps very much too, and makes the man Fuck a time or two extraordinary, but as in other pleasures, so in this, too much of it is for naught, and it commonly spoils young Lads and Parsons, Young Lads because they know not when they have enough, and Parsons because they think they never shall have enough, but that man that Fucks Night and Morning doth very fairly if he hold it, this is all I can say on this Subject. But you have interrupted me, and I know not where I left off.
KATY. You told me as you were going to sleep, he put his standing Prick into your Hand.
FRANK. Oh, I remember now, I feeling it stiff and buxom, had no more mind to sleep, but began to Act my part as well as he, and kept touch with him. I embraced him, and laying my heels on his Shoulders, we tumbled about and tossed all the Cloaths off, it being hot, we were so far from minding their falling, that we both stripped ourselves naked, we curveted a hundred times on the Bed, he still shewing me his lusty Tarse, which all this while he made me handle, and did with me what he would. At last he strows all the Room over with Rosebuds, and naked as I was, commanded me to gather them up, so that I turned my self in all sorts of postures, which he could easily perceive by the Candle which burned bright, that done, he rubbed himself and me all over with Jessimy Essence, and then we both went to Bed and played like Two Puppy-Dogs, afterwards, kneeling before him, he considered me all over with admiration, sometimes he commended my Belly, sometimes my Thighs and Breasts, then the Nobs of my Cunt, which he found plump and standing out, which he often stroked, then he considered my shoulders and Buttocks, then making me lean with my hands upon the Bed, he got astride upon me, and made me carry him; at last, he got off me, and thrust his Prick into my Cunt, sliding it down my Buttocks. I had no mind to let him Fuck me at first, but he made such moan to me, that I had no heart to deny him, he said he took a great deal of pleasure in rubbing the Inside of my Cunt, which he did, often thrusting his Prick up to the Head, then suddenly plucking it out again, the noise of which, it being like to that which Bakers make when they Kneed their Dow, pleased me extremely.
KATY. But is it possible such excessive Lewdness could please you?
FRANK. Why not when one Loves another, these things are very pleasant, and serve to pass away the time with a great deal of satisfaction.
KATY. Proceed then if you think it convenient.
FRANK. When he was weary of Tickling and Fucking me, we went as naked as we were born to the Fire side, where when we were set down, we began to drink a Bottle of Hypocras, and eat some Sweet-meats, all the while we were eating and Drinking, which did much Refresh us, he did nothing but make much of me, told me he dyed for love of me, and a hundred such sweet sayings, at last I took pity of him and opened my Thighs, then he shewed me his standing Prick, desiring me only to cover the Head of it with my Cunt, which I granting to him, we still eat on, sometimes putting what I was eating out of my mouth into his; at other times taking into my mouth what he was eating. Being weary of this posture we began another, and after that another, weary of this we Drank Seven or Eight brimmers of Hypocras, then being half Elevated, he shewed me all manner of Fucking ways, and convinced me there was as much skill in keeping Time a Fucking, as there was in Music; to be short, he shewed me all the Postures imaginable, and had we had a Room hung with Looking-Glasses to have beheld the several shapes we were in, it would have been the highest of contentment. Being now near satisfied, he shewed me and made me handle all his Members, then he felt mine. And last I desired him to make an end, took him by the Prick and led him to the Bed, and throwing my self Backwards, and pulling him upon me, having his Prick in my Hand, I guided, and he thrust it into my Cunt up to the Top, that he made the Bed crack again, I thrusting in due time every thing was in motion, his Prick being in as far as it would go, his Bollocks beat time against the Lips of my Cunt. To conclude, he told me he would give me one sound Thrust which should Tickle me to the Quick. I bid him do his worst, provided he made hast. All this while we called one another my Dear, my Heart, my Soul, my Life, Oh what will you do, pray make hast, Oh I dye, I can stay no longer, Get you gone, I can’t endure it, pray make hast, pray have done quickly, you Kill me, what shall I do? And kissing me, he says, Oh, now, now, then giving me a home Thrust with his Tongue in my Mouth (I thinking my self to be in another World) I felt his Seed come Squirting up warm and comfortable into my Body. At which moment I so ordered my business, as I kept time with him, and we both spent together, it’s impossible to tell you how great our pleasure was, and how mutual our satisfaction; but Cousin, had you been there, it would have made you laugh to see what variety of Faces were made in the Action.
KATY. I must need believe what you say, since the very Relation you have given me makes me mad for Horseing, in plain English my Cunt Itcheth like Wild-Fire, but what need all these preparations, I am for downright Fucking without any more ado.
FRANK. That’s your Ignorance, you know not the delight there is in Husbanding this pleasure, which otherwise would be short and soon over. And now I think on it, since Mr. Roger will suddenly be here, I think it not amiss to instruct you a little more.
KATY. Yes, Pray Cousin, since we are gone so far, leave nothing Imperfect, and I shall be bound to Pray for you so long as I live.
FRANK. You must know then there are a thousand delights in Love, before we come to Fucking, which must be had in their due times and places; As for example, Kissing and Feeling are two very good pleasures, though much inferior to Fucking: Let us first speak of Kissing, there is the Kissing of our Breasts, of our Mouths, of our Eyes, of our Face, there is also the Biting or close Kiss, with Tongue in Mouth. These several Kisses afford different sorts of pleasures, and are very good to pass time away. The delight of Stroking and Feeling is as various, for every Member affords a new kind of pleasure, a fine white hard Round Breast fills the Hand, and makes a mans Prick stand with the very Thought of the Rest. From the Breasts we descend to the Thighs; is it not fine to stroke two smooth plump white Thighs, like two Pillars of Alabaster, then you slide your Hand from them to the Buttocks, which are full and hard, then come to a fine soft Belly, and thence to a Brave Hairy Cunt, with a plump pair of Red Lips, sticking out like a Hens Arse, now whilst the Man plays with the Womans Cunt, opening and shutting the Lips of it, with his fingers, it makes his Prick stand as stiff as a Stake: this member has also its several pleasures, sometimes it desires to be in the Womans hand, sometimes between her Thighs and Buttocks, and sometimes between her Breasts, certainly ’tis a great deal of satisfaction for Lovers to see those they are enamored of naked, especially if their members be proportional, and nothing provokes lechery more than lascivious naked postures. Words cannot express the delight Lovers take to see one another naked, what satisfaction then have they, when they come to fucking, it being the quintessence of all other pleasures. A moderate Cunt is better then one too wide or too little, but of the two a little straight Cunt is better than a flabby wide one. I’ll have none of some of these last sort of Cunts, that if a man had an hell of a Prick they would scarce feel it. There is also a great deal of pleasure from the first Thrusting a Prick into a Cunt till the time of spending, and the sport be ended. First the mans rubbing his Prick up and down the Cunt hole, then the Woman kissing and embracing him with all the strength she hath, the mutual stroking, and lecherous expressions, struggling and cringings, the rolling Eyes, sighs and short breathings, Tongue kissing and making of love moan; ’tis admirable to see the activity of the body, and the faces they make when they are tickled. And now I have told you all that belongs to these pleasures, I think you are much beholding to me, for my part I am glad I have found you so docible a Scholar, and that you hear reason so well.
KATY. Truly Cousin, there is a great deal of it, and it is pretty hard to learn it all.
FRANK. Pish, I could tell you more, but I think I have told you enough for this time, but what think you of my Fucking Friend now?
KATY. Truly Cousin you are happy in him, and your merit deserves no less then the pleasure you receive by him.
FRANK. But I am sure you would praise him more, did you but know how secret, honest, and discreet he is, when we are in Company, he never looks upon me but with Respect, you would then by his deportment think he durst not presume to kiss my hand, yet when time and place give leave, he can change the scene, and then there is not a loose trick, but he knows and can practice to my great satisfaction.
KATY. Hush, hush, hold your peace.
FRANK. What’s the matter? Do you aile any thing?
KATY. Cousin, my heart is at my Mouth, I hear Mr. Roger a coming.
FRANK. So much the better, cheer up, what are you afraid of, I envy you your happiness, and the pleasure you will take. Come, be courageous, and prepare your self to receive him, whilst you settle yourself upon your Bed, as if you were at work; I warrant you, I’ll prepare and give him his lesson, how he must carry himself to-wards you. In the mean time order your affairs so, that you be not surprised. God be with you.
KATY. Adieu dear Cousin, bid him use me kindly, and remember I am at your Mercy.
The end of the First Dialogue.
ADVERTISEMENT
The former Dialogue having given an account of many love mysteries, with the manner how to improve the delights and pleasures of Fucking. This second discourse shews the curious and pleasing ways, how a man gets a Virgins Maidenhead, it also describes what a perfect Beauty (both Masculine and Feminine) is, and gives instructions, how a Woman must behave her self in the ecstasy of swiving. ’Tis not unknown to all persons, who are devoted to Venus, that though our English Ladies are the most accomplished in the world, not only for their Angelical and Beautiful faces, but also for the exact composure, of their Shape and Body; yet being bred up in a cold Northern Flegmatick Country, and kept under the severe, though insignificant Government, of an Hypocritical Mother or Governess, when they once come to be enjoyed, their Embraces are so cold, and they such ignorants to the mysteries of swiving, as it quite dulls their lovers Appetites, and often makes them run after other women, which though less Beautiful, yet having the advantages of knowing more, and better management of their Arses, give more content and pleasure to their Gallants. This we see daily practiced, and indeed the only reason which makes many a man dote on a scurvy face is, because the woman is agreeable to his Temper, and understands these fucking practical Rules better, then a Young and Beautiful Wife. In short, I do appeal to any Gallant, who hath enjoyed an Italian or French woman, and commends them to the Skyes for their Accomplishments, if he would not leave the very best of them for an innocent Country English Wench, if she were but as well skilled in the several fucking postures, as the former are. That my dear Country-Women (for whom I have a particular esteem) may not therefore be longer slighted, for their ignorance in the School of Venus as I translated the first Dialogue, so have I finished this to the ignorant Maid. I am sure this must be a welcome book, but if any Lady be in a superior class, then is in this School, I beg her pardon, and humbly entreat her in another Treatise, to well finish, what in this I have indifferently begun. And I am so confident of the Abilities of the English this way, that I am assured, if all of this nature, with what our voluptuous fucksters know, were communicated to the world, we need not translate French, or be at the trouble to read Aloisia, Juvenal, or Martial in Latine. But till some of them be kind, and do it favorably, accept of my endeavors.
DIALOGUE THE SECOND
Frank. Katy.
FRANK. I am glad to find you alone, and now pray tell me, how squares go with you, since last I saw you.
