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Showing Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Declarations of a young woman to his confidant, are the central point of this story. She exposes the facts that are part of his long life, both sexual and sentimental, often in a very obscene manner. Has several lovers, through its debauchery and submit to the diverse and varied times, the multiple risks to which her life is refuted. There is also a reference to such matters as violation of corpses, when I felt a bit disgusted, for matters of this nature go public.
Overall, the book is too erotic Declarations of a young woman to his confidant, are the central point of this story.
Overall, the book is too erotic for my taste. My copy is called simply "The Prima Donna" but I suspect it is the same item - published in Buffalo, New York in with a minimum of bibliographic detail in the edition, mine is billed as a lost Victorian erotic classic aren't they all! I began musing about this "Victorian erotica" subgenre generally credited to an anonymous author - is it actually a fraud, or polite fiction - the style is aimed at people who get more turned on by the slightly archaic language "his proud lance" and so on My copy is called simply "The Prima Donna" but I suspect it is the same item - published in Buffalo, New York in with a minimum of bibliographic detail in the edition, mine is billed as a lost Victorian erotic classic aren't they all!
I began musing about this "Victorian erotica" subgenre generally credited to an anonymous author - is it actually a fraud, or polite fiction - the style is aimed at people who get more turned on by the slightly archaic language "his proud lance" and so on than its more explicit post-sexual revolution analog, and does not really date from the late 19th century at all?
Barney Rosset, whose Grove Press made 20th century literary history, turned to publishing this stuff later in life, but I can't recall reading any. Its literary merits on the evidence of this are slim.
Conventional plot, as with most pornography, is dispensed with in favor of a series of escapades of progressively escalating complexity and unconventionality - we move from the narrator observing her parents' passionate marriage bed and schoolgirl lesbianism to the inevitable whips. Not precisely recommended but kind of entertaining - you could read John Cleland's "Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure" instead which is pretty similar but lets you check another item off the Books You Must Read list.
Mais uma leitura que aconteceu por causa dos meus desafios de leitura, desta vez o Monthly Key Word. Tenho muita dificuldade em acreditar que isto se trata de uma autobiografia, como refere a sinopse. View 1 comment. Historia de la vida sexual de una cantante. Desde sus inicios hasta sus momentos de madurez.
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I loved it! Dropping again, I kissed it once more! But I wasn't satisfied; I wanted more of it! Rising to his elbow, he stared down at me, hardly believing what his own eyes saw being enacted before them! I kissed it again, this time with open lips, and I heard him give a little gasp as I quite swallowed the head! Still I wasn't satisfied! I felt something was lacking! With a downward lunge, I plunged it far into my mouth, and then I sucked it with all my might! He was trembling; he tried to draw it from between my lips, but I wouldn't have it!
I wanted to show him that I, too, could love; that I was no half-baked mistress! I wrapped my arms about him, held him in a tight embrace, and seeing that I wasn't to be done out of it, he clutched my head in his hands and delivered the contents of his massive balls deep into my mouth! Nor did I give up my position till the last drop had been given me, all of which I eagerly swallowed!
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Then, and only then, did I allow it to slip from my lips, and coming up over him, I kissed him again and again! And now you can fuck me to your heart's content! You may rest assured, my friend, that I left nothing lacking in my love for him that night. When he tired of the sport, I sucked him back to erection so that he could again find lodging within my ever-hungry cunt.
Three more times I sucked and swallowed the sperm from his lovely crest. What more is there to tell? How can I convey to you the wonderful things we did that night? Why try when you know all too well what happens between persons who dearly love each other? It is enough to say that, after a most thrilling night, we slept only enough to revive our strength so that we could renew our pleasing occupation. We re-enacted these scenes until morning. Then Paul left me, promising to return as soon as he had attended to his affairs. My maid found me still in bed when she returned after her night off, and I guess by the way I saw her staring at me that I scandalized her puritan mind, for I made not the slightest effort to hide my nudity from her gaze.
Of course, every girl suffers more or less after a night such as I had had, and I was no exception. I was happy in the fact that I had lost my useless maidenhead, however, and for the first time in my life, I realized what it meant to be without one's love. I agonized when I remembered that I had allowed him to leave without his breakfast, and I promised myself that I should never be so unthinking again. Lying there against my pillow, thinking of all the delightful things that had happened to me the previous night and that morning, I became frightened.
I recalled how Vera had told me of her few nights of love, and how she had became pregnant as a result of it. And then I brightened.
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Why worry about it? Besides, it was worth it! What I had done, I did for love. If I was with child, it would be a baby of love. I dismissed it from my mind; the damage-if any-was already done, and I had almost a full month to go before I would know the outcome. Then I got to wondering about my maid. I wondered if she had discovered that I had entertained a man all night, and that he had slept with me. My thoughts were interrupted when she entered my room.
In her hand, she held the bloody towel, that same towel with which Paul had removed the traces of my maidenhead, now gone forever. She seemed frightened, but I explained it away by telling her that I had had a slight accident.
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After breakfast, I played the piano. I wasn't very much of a pianist; I played only for my own amusement as I sang. I tried out a piece I had been having some trouble with and found that I now had not the slightest difficulty reaching the unusually high notes. I wondered if my ability to reach these notes was due in some way to my recent experience with Paul?
I recalled what my housekeeper had told me about having a lover whose cock I could suck!