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Victoria Learns the Art of Pleasure

A collection of five erotic stories

By Angela Meadows, Jeremy Edwards, Eva Hore and Astrid L

Victoria Learns the Art of Pleasure
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ISBN: 9781907761874
Imprint: Xcite Books
Published: 8th September 2010

Category: Anthology / Bundle, Contemporary

Rating: 5 / 5 stars - 1 vote(s).

A collection of five erotic short stories with mixed and varied themes.

Victoria Learns the Arts of Pleasure - Angela Meadows

Education at the Venus School for Young Ladies turns out to be more engaging than Victoria could ever have anticipated as she learns how to become the ideal wife. Struggling to accept her blossoming knowledge, her classmates happily help her out with her assignments.

Impressionism - Jeremy Edwards

Max finds the view very much to his liking when he visits Valerie’s art gallery as she shows him some of her finest attributes. She leaves him her card with an invitation to return after hours for an exclusive showing. Once at the exhibition, he finds himself taking home more than just a couple of paintings...

City of Melbourne - Eva Hore

Relocating to Australia gave me a fantastic view from my new office. It’s amazing what goes on after hours sometimes, both for money and just for fun. I’m looking forward to working late more often...

The Wages of Bliss – AstridL

The nymph, Metis, is fascinated by the games of love played by mortals so she decides to experience firsthand the feelings enjoyed by those she observes. Disguised as a bath house serving girl she soon discovered that she is not the only immortal to play this game.

The New Physiotherapist – Eva Hore

Turning up for my physio’s appointment, I was surprised to find that my usual therapist Ann had been replaced by the delicious Dick. Having such a gorgeous guy strip me to my underwear for some therapy was an interesting experience and I can’t wait for a longer appointment next time.

These stories were orginally published in Seriously Sexy One.

I sat on the bed unfastening my silk stockings and thinking about the evening’s events. I wondered what was in store for me at the Venus School for Young Ladies. It looked unlikely to be the demure training for married life that my father had imagined when he sent me away from my beloved Bill. 
The door opened and my room-mate Beatrice swept in. Her lace gown was undone and I saw at a glance that she hadn’t replaced her knickers after her exhibition of lovemaking.
“I don’t know about you, Victoria, but I’m exhausted,” she said. She did indeed look tired. Her hair was wet and straggly, but there was a rosy glow to her face. 
“I am quite tired,” I admitted. Beatrice jumped on to the bed and knelt beside me.
“Did you enjoy the demonstration?” she asked. I really did not know how to answer. I had watched her pleasure two young Austrian men in turn while our headmistress explained their actions. I blushed as I recalled how excited I had become watching them perform extraordinary acts upon each other.
“Y-yes,” I stammered, “it was, uh, exciting.”
“That’s good. I really wanted to be the one that Madame selected.”
“Didn’t you mind being watched while you, um, uh...”
“While I fornicated do you mean, Victoria?”
“Uh, yes, I suppose so.”
“Well, why not. If you’ve been trained to do something well, why not show off your skills.”
“Do the other girls think the same?”
“Oh yes, I think so. There was quite a competition for tonight’s show, but Madame says I’m the best at fellatio, and I do adore having a man lick me really deeply.” I blushed again at the memory of Eric kneeling between Bea’s legs and lapping at her sex. 
“Do you love Eric or Hermann?” I asked innocently.
“Eric’s a dear and Hermann has the most wonderful cock. It is so broad that it really stretches you. But you mean love in the sense, am I going to marry them, don’t you?”
“Well, yes.”
“Of course not, you silly. They’re just for training, like the other boys. I’m going to marry a rich man and keep him happy for as long as he lives.”
“Who is he?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t met one yet – but I will.”
“Oh. Did you say there are more boys here?”
“There are five, or is it six. No, it’s five. Madame employs them around the house but they are really here to help us girls practise the arts of love. Look I’m ready to sleep, can you undo my corset?” She turned her back to me.
“Yes, of course,” I started to undo the lacing, “Perhaps you could do the same for me. I’ve never worn one before.”
Soon both of us had pulled off the tight garments and our stockings. Beatrice pulled the bedclothes over herself while she was still naked.
“I can’t be bothered with my nightdress. Come and cuddle up with me, Victoria.” It was another new thing after a day of surprising events but I did as she said and for the first time in my life felt my body touching that of another, skin to skin.

Lessons began next day and soon I was learning the knowledge and skills necessary to please a man, or at least Madame Thackeray’s vision of what men wanted in a wife. I studied art, improved my French and began a course in cookery. In the evening I joined my classmates in the drawing room dressed as we had on the first evening, in white corset, stockings, bloomers and a light dressing gown. For our first lesson Madame told us that if we were to give pleasure to a man then we must know what gives us pleasure. That meant “getting to know ourselves”, as she put it. She put up pictures of the female anatomy and got us to recite the names for the various parts of our fannies. Then she explained about the clitoris. I didn’t even know it existed before but apparently it is what gives women that wonderful experience of climax. She gave us each a small hand mirror and told us to return to our bedrooms. We were to examine our own sex, find our clitoris and stimulate ourselves until we managed an orgasm. It was the strangest homework I had ever been set.

I sat on the bed with my knickers off, my legs apart, holding the mirror at an angle so I could see what was going on down there with just the oil lamp for illumination. I soon found the hard little knob at the top of my slit which I presumed was the fabled clitoris. I twiddled it and rubbed it. I felt a pleasant sensation but I certainly wasn’t experiencing raptures like Beatrice had when Eric licked her. I was getting a bit fed up but then Beatrice came in.
“Oh, you’re here, I thought you would be in the lesson with Madame,” she said as she slipped off her gown and joined me on the bed, “but, I remember now, you are having your first lesson at getting an orgasm.” I blushed and squeezed my legs together. She laughed at my modesty.
“Any luck yet?” 
I shook my head. 
“It’s all in the touch. Look, let me help.” She wriggled closer and took the mirror from my hand. Then she caressed the inside of my right thigh.
“Come on, open your legs.” 
Reluctantly, I parted my thighs a little. Beatrice lifted my knees and pushed them wider apart. I rested my head back on the pillows. 
“There’s no wonder you had trouble. Your bush is so thick I can barely fight my way through to your little knob. It’s time we did something about it.” Beatrice leapt off the bed and into the bathroom, leaving me confused. A moment later she returned with a bowl of lather and a fearsome blade – a razor. She knelt between my legs and covered my mound with soapy suds.

Jeremy Edwards

Jeremy Edwards, described by the Erotica Readers & Writers Association as “one of the most original and amusing erotic authors around,” is the author of the erotocomedic novels Rock My Socks Off [Xcite Books] and The Pleasure Dial [1001 Nights Press], and the erotic-story collection Spark My Moment [Xcite]. His quirky, sensuous tales have appeared in over fifty anthologies with numerous publishers large and small, including four volumes in the Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica series, and he has contributed scores of short stories to print and online magazines 

As a guest on the Web circuit, Jeremy has been seen or heard at Erotica Readers & Writers Association, Erotica for All, Lust Bites, LoveHoney, 4-Letter Words, LiberatorOoh, How to Write Erotic Fiction, Dr. Dick’s Sex Advice, Sexy Librarian, Vibe Erotic Book Club, Air Atta Ca Talk, Oh Get a Grip! F-Stop, Rachel Kramer Bussel Online Book Club, and Cult of Gracie Radio. In the nonvirtual world, he has appeared at In the Flesh, Essensuality, and Ravenous Nights in New York, the Erotic Literary Salon in Philadelphia, In the Flesh: L.A. (via telephone), the Seattle Erotic Art Festival (showcase display), and Arts Night Out Northampton (Massachusetts); and as the host of Sexy Scribes Speaking (in Turners Falls, Mass.).

Jeremy’s work explores sex in its sunniest form, celebrating joyful sensuality, libidinous urgency, offbeat romanticism, and the pleasures of language and laughter—with the focus on cerebral, sexually self-aware women, and the men and women who adore them. Readers can drop in on him unannounced (and thereby catch him in his underwear) at

Eva Hore

Eva Hore’s work is seen in magazines such as Hustler, Forum, Desire, Australian Penthouse, Leg Sex, XL Magazine, Naughty Neighbors, For Women, Playgirl, Erotic T, Three Pillows and Swank Magazine. Eva has anthologies with Xcite Books in the UK, Delicate Friction, Best Lesbian Fiction 2005, Skin Deep 2, Mammoth Book of Erotic Fantasies, The Collective, Best Women’s Erotica 2006, The Perfect Valentine, After Midnight, Just Watch Me with Cleis Press, The Sexiest Soles, Misbehaviour. Gay Quickies, Mammoth Book of Erotic Confessions, Reality or Fantasy with Dark Roast Press, The Long Weekend and Other Stories with No Boundaries Press, The Best of Eva Hore with JMS Books and The Big Book of Bizarro.

Angela Meadows

Angela is a science graduate who spent 35 years teaching science in secondary schools in various parts of England. Now retired and living close to the border between England and Wales, she devides her time between preparing educational resources and writing fiction. She is married with two step-children and three grandchildren and enjoys singing and country walks. The Education of Victoria is developed from a short story and is Angela's first erotic novel. It was followed by (Night) School for Scandal. Under her real name, Angela has also published a crime-thriller (Painted Ladies) featuring a transsexual detective.

Customer Reviews:

Reviewed by: Brian Swallow on 22nd March 2012 10:17PM

I found this story to be progressively more intriguing - each step drawing one on to the next. If the girls were so inexperienced though, how was it that they had no hymen? The dildo slid in so easily. I presume that eventually Albert will use his penis to fill them?  Good story, well written.

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