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The Kama Sutra
by Mallanaga Vatsyayana

The Kama Sutra by Vatsyayana 1 Free Audiobooks Adult Library Public Domain Talking Books

Publication date 2010-08-26
Usage Public DomainCreative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics hinduism, sex, librivox, audiobook
LibriVox recording of The Kama Sutra by Vatsyayana. Read by Mark F Smith.
The Kama Sutra, or Aphorisms on Love, has survived at least 1400 years as a dominant text on sexual relations between men and women. Vatsyayana claimed to have written the Kama Sutra while a religious student, “in contemplation of the Deity” - but references to older works, shrewd disputations by Vatsyayana of those authors' recommendations, and careful cataloging of practices in various of the Indian states indicate much more emphasis on kama, or sensual gratification.

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A Princess of Mars
by Edgar Rice Burroughs
chapters 1 and 2 of a princess of mars by edgar rice burroughs read by mark nelson this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer visit librivox.org

a princess of mars forward to the reader of this work in submitting captain carter's strange manuscript to you in book form i believe that a few words relative to this remarkable personality will be of interest my first recollection of captain carter is of the few months he spent at my father's home in virginia just prior to the opening of the civil war i was then a child of but five years yet i well remember the tall dark smooth-faced athletic man whom i called uncle jack he seemed always to be laughing and he entered into the sports of children with the same hearty good fellowship he displayed toward those pastimes in which the men and women of his own age indulged or he would sit for an hour at a time entertaining my old grandmother with stories of his strange wild life in all parts of the world we all loved him and our slaves fairly worshipped the ground he trod he was a splendid specimen of manhood standing a good two inches over six feet broad of shoulder and narrow of hip and with the carriage of the trained fighting man his features were regular and clear cut his hair black and closely cropped while his eyes were of a steel gray reflecting a strong and loyal character filled with fire and initiative his manners were perfect and his courtliness was that of a typical southern gentleman of the highest type his horsemanship especially after hounds was a marvel and delight even in that country of magnificent horsemen i have often heard my father caution him against his wild recklessness but he would only laugh and say that the tumble that killed him would be from the back of a horse yet unfold when the war broke out he left us nor did i see him again for some 15 or 16 years when he returned it was without warning and i was much surprised to note that he had not aged apparently a moment nor had he changed in any other outward way he was when others were with him the same genial happy fellow we had known of old but when he thought himself alone i have seen him sit for hours gazing off into space his face set in a look of wistful longing and hopeless misery and at night he would sit thus looking up into the heavens at what i did not know until i read this manuscript years afterward

he told us that he had been prospecting and mining in arizona part of the time since the war and that he had been very successful was evidenced by the unlimited amount of money with which he was supplied as to the details of his life during those years he was very reticent in fact he would not talk of them at all he remained with us for about a year and then went to new york where he purchased a little place on the hudson where i visited him once a year on the occasions of my trips to the new york market my father and i owning and operating a string of general stores throughout virginia at that time captain carter had a small but beautiful cottage situated on a bluff overlooking the river and during one of my last visits in the winter of 1885 i observed he was much occupied in writing i presume now upon this manuscript he told me at this time that if anything should happen to him he wished me to take charge of his estate and gave me a key to a compartment in the safe which stood in his study telling me i would find his will there and some personal instructions which he had me pledge myself to carry out with absolute fidelity after i had retired for the night i have seen him from my window standing in the moonlight on the brink of the bluff overlooking the hudson with his arm stretched out to the heavens as though in appeal i thought at the time that he was praying although i never understood that he was in the strict sense of...

30 Ghost Stories 1 The Flayed Hand Free Horror Audiobooks Adult Book Club Spooky Tales.

story 1 of 30 goal stories this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by kirk ziegler lake placid florida 30 ghost stories by various authors story one the filleted hand by gita maupassant one evening about eight months ago i met with some college comrades at the lodgings of our friend louis r we drank punch and smoked talked of literature and art made jokes like any other company of young men suddenly the door flew open and one who had been my friend since boyhood burst in like a hurricane guess where i come from he cried i bet on the maybelle responded one no said another you're too gay you come from borrowing money from bearing a rich uncle or from pawning your watch you're getting sober quite a third and as you sended the punch in louis's room you came up here to get drunk again you're all wrong he replied i come from p in normandy where i have spent eight days and once i have brought one of my friends a great criminal whom i ask permission to present to you with these words he drew from his pocket a long black hand from which the skin had been stripped it had been severed at the wrist its dry and shriveled shape and the narrow yellowed nails still clinging to the fingers made it frightful to look upon the muscles which showed that its first owner had been possessed of great strength were bound in place by a strip of parchment-like skin just fancy said my friend the other day they sold the effects of an old sorcerer recently deceased well known in all the country every saturday night he used to go to which gatherings on a broomstick he practiced the white magic and the black gave blue milk to the cows and made them wear tails like that of the companion of saint anthony the old scandal always had a deep affection for this hand which he said was that of a celebrated criminal executed in 1736 for having thrown his lawful wife headfirst into a well for which i do not blame him and then hanging in the belfry the priest who had married him after this double exploit he went away and during his subsequent career which was brief but exciting he robbed 12 travelers smoked a score of monks in their monastery and made a cerealio of a convent but what are you going to do with this horror we cried apar blue i will make it the handle of my doorbell and frighten my creditors my friend said henry smith a big phlegmatic englishman i believe that this hand is only a kind of indian meat preserved by a new process i advise you to make bullion of it real not miss yours said with the utmost sang freud a medical student who was three quarters drunk but if you follow my advice pierre you'll give this piece of human debris christian burial for fear lest its owner should come to demand it then two this hand has acquired some bad habits for you know the proverb who has killed will kill and who has drank will drink replied the host as he poured out a big glass of punch for the student who emptied it at a drought and slid dead drunk under the table his sudden dropping out of the company was greeted with a burst of laughter and pierre raising his glass and saluting the hand cried i drink to the next visit of thy master then the conversation turned upon other subjects and shortly afterward each returned to his lodgings about two o'clock the next day i was passing pierre's door i entered and found him reading and smoking well how goes it said i very well he responded and your hand my hand did you not see it on the bell pole i put it there when i returned home last night but i propose of this what do you think some idiot doubtless to play a stupid joke on me came ringing at my door towards midnight i demanded who was there but as no one replied i went back to bed again and to sleep at this moment the door opened and the landlord a fat and extremely...

Tales of Terror and Mystery by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle 1 The Horror of the Heights Spooky Tales.

tales of terror and mystery by arthur conan doyle the horror of the heights this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by igor t4a tales of terror and mystery by arthur conan doyle the horror of the heights the idea that the extraordinary narrative which has been called the joyce armstrong fragment is an elaborate practical joke evolved by some unknown person cursed by a perverted unsinister sense of humor has now been abandoned by all who have examined the matter the most macabre and imaginative of plotters would hesitate before linking his morbid fancies with the unquestioned and tragic facts which reinforce the statement though the assertions contained in it are amazing and even monstrous it is nonetheless forcing itself upon the general intelligence that they are true and that we must readjust our ideas to the new situation this world of ours appears to be separated by slight unprecarious margin of safety from a most singular and unexpected danger i will endeavor in this narrative which reproduces the original document in its necessarily somewhat fragmentary form to lay before the reader the whole of the facts up to date prefacing my statement by saying that if there be any without the narrative of joyce armstrong there can be no question at all as to the facts concerning lieutenant myrtle r.n and mr hake connor who undoubtedly met their end in the manner described

the joyce armstrong fragment was found in the field which is called lower haycock lying one mile to the westward of the village of withingham upon the kent in sussex border it was on the 15th september last that an agricultural laborer james flynn in the employment of matthew dodd farmer of the country farm within perceived the briar pipe lying near the footpath which skirts the hedge in lower haycock a few paces farther on he picked up a pair of broken binocular glasses finally among some nettles in the ditch he caught sight of a flat canvas-backed book which proved to be a notebook with detachable leaves some of which had come loose and were fluttering along the base of the hedge these he collected but some including the first were never recovered and leave a deplorable hiatus in this all-important statement the notebook was taken by the laborer to his master who in turn showed it to dr j h atherton of hartfield this gentleman at once recognized the need for an expert examination and the manuscript was forwarded to the error club in london where it now lies the first two pages of the manuscript are missing there's also one torn away at the end of the narrative though none of these affect the general coherence of the story it is conjectured that the missing opening is concerned with the record of mr joyce armstrong's qualification as an aeronaut which can be gathered from other sources and are admitted to be unsurpassed among the air pilots of england for many years he has been looked upon as among the most daring and the most intellectual of flying men a combination which has enabled him to both invent and test several new devices including the common gyroscopic attachment which is known by his name the main body of the manuscript is written neatly in ink but the last few lines are in pencil and are so ragged as to be hardly legible exactly in fact as they might be expected to appear if they were scribbled off hurriedly from the seat of a moving aeroplane there are it may be added several stains both on the last page and on the outside cover which have been pronounced by the home office experts to be blood probably human and certainly mammalian the fact that something closely resembling the organism of malaria was discovered in this blood and that joyce armstrong is known to have suffered from intermittent fever is a remarkable...

Erotica Romana
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Erotica Romana by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe 1 Adult Only Erotic Audiobooks Free Download.

llg1 of erotica romana this is a librivox recording all the barack's recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by adam moroney erotica romana by johann wolfgang lg1 here's where i've planted my garden and here i shall care for love's blossoms as i am taught by my muse carefully sort them in plots fertile branches whose product is golden fruit of my lifetime set here in happier years tended with pleasure today you stand here at my side good priapus albeit from thieves i have nothing to fear freely pluck whosoever would eat hypocrites those are the ones if weakened with shame and bad conscious one of those criminals comes squinting out over my garden bridling at nature's pure fruit punish the nave and his hind parts using the stake which so red rises there at your loins end of lg one

Publication date 2012-07-08
Usage Public Domain Mark 1.0Creative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audiobooks, classic, elegy, eroticism, Roman, poetry, sexuality, Goethe
LibriVox recording of Erotica Romana, by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. Read by:A. E. Maroney Also known as the "Roman Elegies," Erotica Romana is von Goethe's literary tribute to human sexuality and eroticism. Written in 24 elegies to emulate classical Roman elegy writers such as Tibullus, Propertius, and Catullus, von Goethe creates a lyrical work of art that has often been subject to censorship. (Summary by Adam E. Maroney)

The Garden of Kama
by Laurence Hope

Publication date 2021-04-12
Usage Public Domain Mark 1.0Creative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audiobooks, poetry, India, love, erotica, colonial
LibriVox recording of The Garden of Kama by Laurence Hope.
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Laurence Hope was the nom de plume of Adela Florence Nicolson, a British poet who wrote verses inspired by India, where she lived. This collection, her first, was originally published in 1901. (summary by Newgatenovelist)
The Garden of Kama by Laurence Hope Adult Poetry Over 18s Free Audiobooks Mature Content.

section one of the garden of comma this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org less than the dust by lawrence hope read for librivox.org by newgate novelist

less than the dust beneath thy chariot wheel less than the rust that never stained thy sword less than the trust thou hast in me oh lord even less than these less than the weed that grows beside thy door less than the speed of hours spent far from thee less than the need thou hast in life of me even less am i

since i oh lord am nothing unto thee see hear thy sword i make it keen and bright love's last reward death comes to me tonight farewell zahirudeen

end of poem this recording is in the public domain

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Venus in Furs by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch 2 Adult Erotica Books Free Audiobook Over-18s.

section one of venus in first this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org

venus infers by leopold von soccer massacre translated by fernandez savage but the almighty lord hath struck him and hath delivered him into the hands of a woman the vulgate judith 16 7. my company was charming opposite me by the massive renaissance fireplace sat venus she was not a casual woman of the half-world who under this pseudonym wages war against the enemy sex like mademoiselle cleopatra but the real true goddess of love she sat in an armchair and had kindled a crackling fire whose reflection ran in red flames over her pale face with its white eyes and from time to time over her feet when she sought to warm them her head was wonderful in spite of the dead stony eyes it was all i could see of her she had wrapped her marble-like body in a huge fur and rolled herself up trembling like a cat i don't understand it i exclaimed it isn't really cold any longer for two weeks past we have had perfect spring weather you must be nervous much obliged for your spring she replied with low stony voice and immediately afterwards sneezed divinely twice in succession i really can't stand it here much longer and i am beginning to understand what dear lady i am beginning to believe the unbelievable and to understand the understandable all of a sudden i understand the germanic virtue of woman and german philosophy and i am no longer surprised that you of the north do not know how to love haven't even an idea of what love is but madame i replied flaring up i surely haven't given you any reason oh you the divinity sneezed for the third time and shrugged her shoulders with inimitable grace that's why i have always been nice to you and even come to see you now and then although i catch a cold every time in spite of all my furs do you remember when we first met how could i forget it i said you wore your abundant hair and brown curls and you had brown eyes and a red mouth but i recognized you immediately by the outline of your face in its marble-like pallor you always wore a violet blue velvet jacket edged with squirrel skin you really were in love with the costume and awfully docile you have taught me what love is your serene form of worship let me forget two thousand years and my faithfulness to you is without equal well as far as faithfulness goes ungrateful i will not reproach you with anything you are a divine woman but nevertheless a woman and like every woman cruel in love what you call cruel the goddess of love replied eagerly is simply the element of passion and of natural love which is woman's nature and makes her give herself where she loves and makes her love everything that pleases her can there be any greater cruelty for a lover than the unfaithfulness of the woman he loves indeed she replied we are faithful as long as we love but you demand faithfulness of a woman without love and the giving of herself without enjoyment who is cruel there woman or man you of the north in general take love too soberly and seriously you talk of duties where there should be only a question of pleasure that is why our emotions are honorable and virtuous and our relations permanent and yet a restless always unsatisfied craving for the nudity of paganism she interrupted but that love which is the highest joy which is divine simplicity itself is not for you moderns you children of reflection it works only evil in you as soon as you wish to be natural you become common do you nature seem something hostile you have made devils out of the smiling gods of greece and out of me a demon you can only exercise and curse me or slay yourselves in vocantic madness before my altar and if ever one of you has had the courage to kiss my red mouth he makes a barefoot pilgrimage to rome and...

Venus in Furs by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Introduction Sadomasochism Free Audiobook
This is a recording of Venus in Furs, by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch by LibriVox volunteers. The framing story concerns a man who dreams of speaking to Venus about love while she wears furs. The unnamed narrator tells his dreams to a friend, Severin, who tells him how to break him of his fascination with cruel women by reading a manuscript, Memoirs of a Supersensual Man.

This manuscript tells of a man, Severin von Kusiemski, so infatuated with a woman, Wanda von Dunajew, that he requests to be treated as her slave, and encourages her to treat him in progressively more degrading ways. At first Wanda does not understand or relate to the request, but after humouring Severin a bit she finds the advantages of the method to be interesting and enthusiastically embraces the idea; though at the same time, she disdains Severin for allowing her to do so. (Summary from Wikipedia)

introduction of venus infers this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org venus infers by leopold von zakir masak translated by fernanda savage introduction leopold von soccer massock was born in lemberg austrian galicia on january 27 1836 he studied jurisprudence at prague in graz and in 1857 became a teacher at the latter university he published several historical works but soon gave up his academic career to devote himself wholly to literature for a number of years he edited the international review after ho at libsyg but later removed to paris for he was always strongly francophile his last years he spent at lindheim in hess germany where he died on march 9th 1895. in 1873 he married aurora von rumlin who wrote a number of novels under the pseudonym of wanda von dunaju which it is interesting to note is the name of the heroine of venus in first her sensational memoirs which have been the cause of considerable controversy were published in 1906 during his career as writer an endless number of works poured from soccer mossock's pen many of these were work of ephemeral journalism and some of them unfortunately pure sensationalism for economic necessity forced him to turn his pen to unworthy ends there is however a residue among his work which has a distinct literary and even greater psychological value his principal literary ambition was never completely fulfilled it was a somewhat programmatic plan to give a picture of contemporary life in all its various aspects and interrelations under the general title heritage of kane this idea was probably derived from balzac's comedy humane the whole was to be divided into six subdivisions with general titles love property money the state war and death each of these divisions in its turn consisted of six novels of which the last was intended to summarize the author's conclusion and to present his solution for the problem set in the others this extensive plan remained unachieved and only the first two parts love and property were completed of the other sections only fragments remain the present novel venus infers forms the fifth in the series love the best of soccer mossock's work is characterized by a swift narration and a graphic representation of character and scene and a rich humor the latter has made many of his shorter stories dealing with his native galicia little masterpieces of local color there is however another element in his work which has caused his name to become an eponym for an entire series of phenomena at one end of the psychosexual scale this gives his productions a peculiar psychological value though it cannot be denied also a morbid tinge that makes them often repellent however it is well to remember that nature is neither good nor bad neither altruistic nor egoistic and that it operates through the human psyche as well as through crystals and plants and animals with the same inexorable laws...