Naughty History

James Joyce: King of Erotica

James Joyce, 20th-Century Smooth Operator

James Joyce is considered one of the most significant contributors to the modernist avant-garde movement and a dominant force among 20th-century authors.

You might have read some of his books as an assignment for a high school English class. Ulysses (1922), A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916), and Finnegans Wake (1939) are just three of his hugely influential novels, not to mention several poetry books, a play, and some works of journalism.

However, this isn’t English class, and while we’d love to discuss the nuances and complexities of Dubliners, today we’re going to focus on some of his infamously naughty love letters.

You’ll never look at pre-21st century authors the same after this, we promise.

Oh, Barnacles!

Before we get in the thick of things, let’s give a little context.

Nora Barnacle was Joyce’s long-time lady love and muse. But before she met her future husband, Nora had the misfortune of the nickname “man-killer” due to the unfortunate passing of two of her beloveds from illness.

Nora met James Joyce in 1904. They went on their first date six days later, and the rest is history.

There’s no question about it: the couple had passion and chemistry, despite having very different personalities and interests that made their relationship a little complex.

(You can imagine that they must have had the hottest makeup sex.)

Nora and Joyce wrote numerous letters to one another over the years that highlight the ties between love and eroticism.

While many of Nora’s letters are lost or unpublished, the ones addressed from Joyce have been collected into a book called Letters to Nora.

This book is so raunchy, so sexy, and so erotic that there’s no way we couldn’t write about it.

Everyone should know about James Joyce’s erotic side. Not only does it give him more dimension than what you see in high school English, but it also shows that people back in the day weren’t sexless.

Talking dirty wasn’t just something that happened with modern times. People have been talking dirty for ages, and they did it in a way that is not so dissimilar from what goes on today.

So now let’s get into the nitty-gritty and check out some of the best lines Joyce penned.

“Like a Hog Riding a Sow”

James Joyce may not have been the first person to coin the phrase, “I want to fuck you like an animal.” But he sure has a way of wording it.

…But, side by side and inside this spiritual love I have for you there is also a wild beast-like craving for every inch of your body, for every secret and shameful part of it, for every odour and act of it.

My love for you allows me to pray to the spirit of eternal beauty and tenderness mirrored in your eyes or to fling you down under me on that soft belly of yours and fuck you up behind, like a hog riding a sow, glorying in the open shame of your upturned dress and white girlish drawers and in the confusion of your flushed cheeks and tangled hair.

It allows me to burst into tears of pity and love at some slight word, to tremble with love for you at the sounding of some chord or cadence of music or to lie heads and tails with you feeling your fingers fondling and tickling my ballocks or stuck up in me behind and your hot lips sucking off my cock while my head is wedged in between your fat thighs, my hands clutching the round cushions of your bum and my tongue licking ravenously up your rank red cunt.

I have taught you almost to swoon at the hearing of my voice singing or murmuring to your soul the passion and sorrow and mystery of life and at the same time have taught you to make filthy signs to me with your lips and tongue, to provoke me by obscene touches and noises, and even to do in my presence the most shameful and filthy act of the body…

“You had an ass full of farts…and I fucked them out of you.”

What do James Joyce and Ben Franklin have in common? A shared interest in farting.

My sweet little whorish Nora,

I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am

delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways.

Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards.

It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling.

My prick was stuck up in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump.

I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes.

At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue come bursting out through your lips and if I gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside.

You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole.

It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere.

I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have.

It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.

 What the Shit

James Joyce may be the king of erotica, but he’s also the king of filth–no kink-shaming intended.

My sweet naughty girl,

Source: openculture.com

I got your hot letter tonight and have been trying to picture you frigging your cunt in the closet. How do you do it?

Do you stand against the wall with your hand tickling up under your clothes or do you squat down on the hole with your skirts up and your hand hard at work in through the slit of your drawers?

Does it give you the horn now to shit? I wonder how you can do it. Do you come in the act of shitting or do you frig yourself off first and then shit?

It must be a fearfully lecherous thing to see a girl with her clothes up frigging furiously at her cunt, to see her pretty white drawers pulled open behind and her bum sticking out and a fat brown thing stuck half-way out of her hole.

You say you will shit your drawers, dear, and let me fuck you then. I would like to hear you shit them, dear, first and then fuck you.

Some night when we are somewhere in the dark and talking dirty and you feel your shite ready to fall put your arms around my neck in shame and shit it down softly. the sound will madden me and when I pull up your dress…

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Source

Thanks to toleratedindividuality for the PDF version of Letters to Nora. Check out their site and read the rest of them for yourself!

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