The Sins of our Fathers Volume II

An astonishing historical record of human sexuality - or just dirty postcards?

When they invented photography nearly 170 years ago, they also invented a new medium for pornography: the erotic potential was quickly exploited and almost overnight sexually explicit images started to appear. What started as a cottage industry, 'a bit on the side' for photographic portrait studios, soon became a growth industry. Uninhibited models - the forerunners of today's porn stars - were recruited and thousands of prints were made from hundreds of negatives. Common enough as 'dirty postcards' then - but extremely rare now. Today vintage examples fetch hundreds, sometimes thousands, of pounds at auction and are viewed as a fascinating slice of social history.

'I withdrew my prick from Victorine - who objected - and inserted it in the other's cunt, brought myself nearly to a spend, pulled it out and put it back into Victorine, and spent in her, grabbing at the other's cunt with one hand whilst I did so. My manhood was established, my voluptuous joy complete.'
From My Secret Life

The crème de la crème of Victorian erotic photography

Erotic Review Books has been extremely fortunate to have access to one of the best selections of this genre in the world - the DuPret collection. From this we have created an exciting addition to The Sins of our Fathers, our first survey of Victorian pornography: this time there are even more pictures, with over 130 images, mostly published for the very first time, and, as before, carefully chosen excerpts from shamelessly explicit texts of the period. In addition, there's a fascinating commentary from the owners and curators of the collection. Distance lends enchantment, perhaps, but frankly, these underground photographic images leave little to the imagination. As usual, you can purchase Volume II in three different editions: in our Library paperback version or in two separate limited editions, Collector's and De Luxe.

'A final emission made me fairly squeal, so intense was the pleasure. It was almost an agony of delight, more in fact than I could endure for a moment longer, so that I actually pushed him off me, receiving his spurting emission all over my belly, as it shot almost up to the globes of my bosom.'
From Pauline the Prima Donna