Victorian Sex Cries

[Guest]

Verily, what canest thou come up with?

To mine own eyes be true?

spice it, shake it...
if you were in Victorian times, what would you say to 'talk' dirty?

These fleshly orbs shake with undisguised pleasure!

go on, show me what you can do.

 

[Guest]

Kiss me now and forever, for your thrusts have made me your willing slave! Touch my vitals quickly, lest I die!

 

[BlackShanglan]

Verily, what canest thou come up with?

To mine own eyes be true?

Psst Vella darlin' - move the dialect forward about 300 years.

 

[Guest]

Re: Re: Victorian Sex Cries

Psst Vella darlin' - move the dialect forward about 300 years.

horsie, sweetie, cut me some slack ok?
LOL.. a wee bit tipsy...
so, can you come up with anything?

 

[BlackShanglan]

Well, there's the coarse ...

"How's about a nice bit o' split mutton? I could fancy a dash of rabbit pie."

Or the more elevated ...

"I was walking in Cupid's garden ..."

(Edited - sorry, mind wandered ... forgot they were meant to be in-the-act cries.)

 

[lucky-E-leven]

Oh ye of little faith, to presume that the expanse of my bosom negates the truth of my eight inch endowment...

...I fear, M'lady, you have fallen victim to a wretched string of gossip and should be quite ashamed by your naivete.

 

[Guest]

LOVE IT!!!


Redouble the active energy of your thrusts, lest I die from my own inflamed appetites! O, rakeish knave, plough my garden of delight!

 

[Guest]

ok.. one last one from me... dont let me down, people, use those over imaginative, hyper braincells here...


Open wide that pouting-lipt mouth, that I might unleash my sweet loving fury! Oh, insupportable delight! Oh! Superhuman rapture! Please, my heart's fluttering so, in rivulets of fire! Quickly, unleash your fluids extinguish this inferno!

 

[shereads]

"Why, Prince Albert, you naughty German sausage! What would Her Majesty think if she knew you'd stolen the royal sceptre and were hiding it in the placket of your trousers?"

 

[mismused]

"Why, Prince Albert, you naughty German sausage! What would Her Majesty think if she knew you'd stolen the royal sceptre and were hiding it in the placket of your trousers?"

======================

Oh, dear. We're really not supposed to be doing this. What if the Master comes in and catches us?

Oooh! Oh, dear lord. Uhmmm, your tongue is so wicked, dear.

mismused (boooo)

 

[shereads]

"Oh, please, Lord Ravensomething, do not rip my bodice! I didn't mean to taunt you with my heaving bosom...I was merely startled by the enormity of your fearsome pego!"

 

[Guest]

Ooooo!!!! Aaaahhhh!!! Ooooo!!! Aaaahhhh!!!

 

[shereads]

Climax, chaste governess version:

"Oh! Oh, good heavens!"

 

[wishfulthinking]

go on, show me what you can do.

Apparently not much.

"O, could it doth be that my eyes belie the size of thou dangly manly parts? Dear heavens, I fairly tremble and suffer vertigo at the mere thought of thou putting that thing in close proximity to my personage!”

I'm sure I made some words up there, or at least invented new ways in which to use them...

 

[dr_mabeuse]

My favorite: "Oh Lord! I spend! I spend!"

---dr.M.

 

[English Lady]

"Oh Good heavens, I fear that I will be departing from this earth if you keep ploughing me so dear Sir! Oh Yes! Yes! My darling I can see the Angels coming for me now! "

 

[Weird Harold]

Unfortunately, i'm not up to an example this morning, but I do have an observation about the examples so far -- save Dr M's.

Victorian sex involved far more euphemisms than have been demonstrated so far. Also a lot of third person references, from what I remember of the few examples of genuine Victorian Erotica I've seen.

"I spend! I spend!" is about as direct an admission of personal involvement as Victorian mores would allow.

 

[English Lady]

Unfortunately, i'm not up to an example this morning, but I do have an observation about the examples so far -- save Dr M's.

Victorian sex involved far more euphemisms than have been demonstrated so far. Also a lot of third person references, from what I remember of the few examples of genuine Victorian Erotica I've seen.

"I spend! I spend!" is about as direct an admission of personal involvement as Victorian mores would allow.

how do you know? *chuckles*

 

[Alex De Kok]

[start hijack]

sorry, but the examples brought this old chestnut to mind -

Oh, Sir Jasper! Do not touch me!
Oh, Sir Jasper! Do not touch!
Oh, Sir Jasper! Do not!
Oh, Sir Jasper! Do!
Oh, Sir Jasper!

I now return you to this educational thread.

[end hijack]

Alex

 

[neonlyte]

"I am brazened on the cusp of your longing my liege."

"Hush sweet Beatrice else the horse may bolt."

 

[Guest]

excellent, all.
Though i see that some people disagree with 'proper' Victorian language and the usage, this thread is really meant as a pun. However, I am learning from it. I love the contributions so far.

Can you imagine, tossing away the way you speak now and using metaphors, similes, synecdoche...seems like such an effort to say the simplest things, romantic, though.



Thy hands promote such pleasing pain, she wings the sky in pleasure bound.

 

[carsonshepherd]

how do you know? *chuckles*

he hasn't lost his memory, you've got to give him that...

 

[NoJo]

I'm most disappointed: I thought this thread would be about the colourful street cries of the city prostitutes in Victorian London.

"oo will sail around the world in my balloon?" [=fuck me sideways]

"get yer fresh whelk 'n' bangers!" [bangers =piss-flaps]

The sound of the "street dachsunds", as they were known, balling out their wears on the pavement outside the Old Jew Inn in Little Cheap. I can practically hear it in my middle ear.

 

[Guest]

I'm most disappointed: I thought this thread would be about the colourful street cries of the city prostitutes in Victorian London.

"oo will sail around the world in my balloon?" [=fuck me sideways]

"get yer fresh whelk 'n' bangers!" [bangers =piss-flaps]

The sound of the "street dachsunds", as they were known, balling out their wears on the pavement outside the Old Jew Inn in Little Cheap. I can practically hear it in my middle ear.

ah but Joe, you never disappoint.
still sniggering...

 

[NoJo]

vella, from your av I think 'sniggering' is an understatement. 'coming' is probably more accurate.