I like Victorian and Edwardian erotica. So far, I’ve read A Man with a Maid and the memoirs of Cora Pearl and the autobiography of Frank Harris. Can you recommend some other titles? Thanks.
What was that story about a gardner? 
a gardener and his Lady?
Are you thinking of Lady Chatterly’s Lover about a baronet’s lady and her husband’s gamekeeper? I’ve read it once… Won’t read it again. I’m not fond of D.H. Lawrence, who’s tedious, coy and pretentious. I want some straightforward, lusty rumpy-pumpy, with a few violated virgins and some birching thrown in for good measure.
A Night in a Moorish Harem. There are also some nice collections available, including selections from The Pearl, a periodical for discearning readers, published around 1880.
If Early Hanoverian isn’t a problem I give you Fanny Hill (John Cleland: published 1748/1749).
This work will suit you down to the ground.
My Secret Life, the anonymous, multi-volume diary of one priapic Victorian’s sex life. Still in print.
• Venus in Furs, the 1870 erotic novel by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, from whose name we get the word “masochism.”
• Maurice, a novel of homosexual love, written by E.M. Forster (1879-1970) in 1913-1914, but not published until after his death.
Could it be … our Cecil?
Nah. Sounds like Philip Jose Farmer to me.
If you like visual Victorian porn, there’s a LiveJournal community dedicated to the subject. This link is work safe. You have to be a member of LJ and post your age to see pics. vintage_sex - Profile
Nah, it’s true Edwardiana.
I found that Blue Moon Books did a reprint of it in the late 1990s - probably not too surprisingly, since Barney Rosset founded both Blue Moon and Grove Press, the original publisher - although you can get used copies of the 1967 Grove Press edition much more cheaply. Blue Moon has done an entire line of “Victorian” erotica (much of which is really Edwardian or later) that includes dozens of titles. It’s the place to start to inexpensively research the era.
:eek: Oh, sweet Jesus, where is the brain bleach? :eek:
This thread reads like my grandmother’s bookshelf. Literally. She has all these books. I had no fucking idea.
Urgh.
Why does that upset you?
Yeah, didn’t the baby boomers invent sex?
Wow. That stuff’s every bit as dirty as what’s written today!
Nobody needs to imagine naked mole rats holing up in a leather canyon.
Sexual intercourse In 1963, if Philip Larkin is to be believed