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A Night In A Moorish Harem

Auhtor: Anonymous

Language: english
Published: 1896

Genres:

sexuality
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Review by Chandler, July 2005


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'A Night In A Moorish Harem':

recommended--good fantasy-well written

Excerpts from the Book 'A Night In A Moorish Harem':


... the accident which had brought me among them and the plan I had formed for escape before dawn. I then gave my name and rank. While doing this I had ...
... my lips to kisses without any feeling save innocent love, and lay passive while I felt him guide a stiff, warm object between my thighs. It entered where ...
... in size until it slipped completely out. Carlos at last relieved me of his weight by lying at my side, but our legs were still entwined. We ...
... arms she lay and in whose bosom she held her face. 'It is with you, Zuleika,' they all cried in chorus. Zuleika looked very much embarrassed. About ...
... its way between the hair and began to enter the tightly squeezed lips beneath. My passions had become so thoroughly aroused by this time that I could ...
... she cried, tossing her arms wildly upwards and rolling her eyes towards heaven. Whether her pain or her pleasure was most exquisite I did not know, but ...
... him to my room. 'What a dainty bower.' he said in French. 'Will its sweet-voiced occupant be pleased that we both unmask.' He removed his mask and ...
... I could hardly wait upon his timidity. I must have been the first woman he had ever entered, for he was very awkward in guiding his crest to the lips ...
... Circassian's passionate tale. Still holding her between my thighs I turned so as to bring her on her back beneath me. Then, changing and adjusting my ...
... referred it to me. Leaving the disorder to the chapter of incidents, I begged them both to favour us with a story. It was a Portuguese girl ...
... At this moment he laid me upon my back on the bed without losing our connection and, bracing his feet upon the footboard, gave an irresistible plunge. ...
... of both. As I gave another thrust Virginia slyly put her hand behind her and guided it into her own sheath. She was on top of Myrzella, between whom and ...
... virtuous next morning. She had plucked the fruit before it was ripe and none had grown in the night to replace it. My shaft would not stiffen at the ...
... and felt her plump and polished thighs. They were much larger than I had imagined they were seeing her dressed. She had a few little curls between ...
... it was a diamond worth thousands. On the inside of the ring were engraved the words, IN HONOUR. I left the city, as had been announced, on the fist ...
... tears of mortification and anger and went into my room with the blood trickling down my thighs. The next evening the Sultan came into the women's apartments. ...
... good that I gave a murmur of delight. The motion of the horse kept partially withdrawing and then completely sending it in again at every canter. The ...
... be glad if I would receive a visit from her unmarried sister, adding that she was a shy, timid girl and that a visit to Paris would do her good. Her ...
... by every membrane in my sheath. Before he could give another thrust I was overtaken by the melting thrill. Adolphe had not yet reached his climax. He ...
... moment which had been coming, came at last, and I was completely ravished. My very life blood seemed to gush. I gave a deep, long groan of ecstasy ...