A Life as a Stripper E-Book

Emily White

• Herausgeber: tredition
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Serie: Adult Erotica Love Stories of Hentai Desires: Seductive Curves, Filthy Dreams, Naked Illustrations, Sex Games, Uncensored Hardcover Tales
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 97

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

uIndulge in an Unforgettable Journey of Passion and Temptation with Emily White's Erotic Masterpiece! Step into a captivating world where seduction knows no bounds in Emily White's latest collection of scintillating erotic stories, enriched with enchanting hentai illustrations. Immerse yourself in a universe where each word is a whispered promise, and every brushstroke is a visual enchantment that brings fantasies to life in pure hentai style. This collection is a daring invitation to explore the uncharted depths of desire, where pleasure unfolds with audacious strokes and details that will quicken your heartbeat. The carefully crafted hentai illustrations serve as sensuous portals, transporting you into dimensions where every hidden fantasy finds unabashed expression. What to Expect: - A Fusion of Literary Mastery and Sensual Artistry - Explicit and Alluring Hentai Illustrations - Stories That Explore the Boundaries of Lust and Fantasy - A Whirlwind of Seduction and Temptation This isn't just a collection; it's your exclusive ticket to a dimension of hentai eros, meticulously narrated and ardently illustrated by Emily White. Lift the cover and prepare for an intense experience fueled by the flame of passion. Caution: This Collection is Not for the Faint of Heart. Are You Ready to Cross the Threshold?

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A Life as a Stripper

Collection of Adult and Erotic Manga Stories with Nude Pictures

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Emily White

Copyright

Copyright © 2024 by Emily White

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.

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Table of Contents

Copyright

Table of Contents

Introduction

Follow-me!

Helga

ITALY-FRANCE

Janine, life as a stripper

John and Emily

My exhibitionist wife

Thank You!

Introduction

Welcome to a captivating journey where my enthralling stories seamlessly intertwine with enchanting illustrations that redefine the very essence of desire in the world of hentai erotica.

Within the secret pages of these forbidden tales, I invite you to immerse yourself in a fiery universe of unrestrained passion. Every word is a whispered moan, and each illustration is a visual embrace that transforms the realms of fantasy into tangible reality.

This collection is not for the faint of heart. It's a bold manifesto, an invitation urging you to delve into the dark depths of lust, where pleasure is painted with audacious strokes and details that promise to quicken the rhythm of your heart. The illustrations are provocative gateways, guiding you into sensual dimensions where every hidden desire finds its expression without remorse.

Are you ready to plunge into a whirlwind of seduction and temptation, where the pages themselves transform into a stage for your most secret fantasies? Allow yourself to be carried away into a realm where sin transforms into art, and art seamlessly merges harmoniously with the ecstasy of desire.

Lift the cover and prepare for an experience ignited by the flame of passion. This is not just another collection; it's your exclusive ticket to the boldest manifestations of anime eros, written masterfully by me, Emily White.

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Helga

My name is Maria, I am 23 years old, a domestic helper and normally work full time for a very wealthy family in Rome. Although I am a very nice girl (so they say) I don't have time to date guys so I am free. My employers are quite young (he 40 and she 32) and very close-knit. He, Roberto, is a big corporate manager, a handsome 40-year-old man, 5'8” tall with a Mediterranean complexion and beautiful black eyes; she, Helga, a high school physical education teacher, also tall, a beautiful body, blond and light-eyed. Helga is of German origin, came to Italy about 20 years ago and still cannot speak our language perfectly. In fact I, now, am part of the family because I was almost adopted by them. I enter into their love games which, at first, had seemed very strange to me, but which I now enjoy very much, in fact I often lead them. But I don't want to take anything away from you and go on to tell about my experience in this house.

When I arrived I was very impressed by the harshness and rawness of Mr. Roberto, a very authoritarian man, his wife told me that his behavior was conditioned by his business, she, on the other hand, was quite gentle. It seemed strange to me that such a sweet woman as Helga could put up with such a bear.

One evening around 11 p.m. I got out of bed to go to the kitchen: I had severe heartburn and wanted to make myself some baking soda. As I passed by the staircase leading upstairs I heard voices, as if of loud discussion. I stopped to listen: Helga was shouting, but, strangely, I could not hear Roberto's voice. Slowly I went upstairs and noticed that the door to their bedroom was ajar. The voices were getting louder and I could also hear banging as if from a whip. I approached the doorway and , being careful not to be noticed, peeked in.

My eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, the scene that presented itself to me was impressive: Helga was standing by the bed dressed in a black bodice, briefs, black stockings and high-heeled shoes, her breasts only held up by the bodice, with some kind of rubber spatula in her hand saying things to her husband who was instead completely naked, kneeling in front of the bed, with his torso spilled on the bed and his knees on the floor, showing his red bottom (perhaps from the beatings) to his wife's voluptuousness. Roberto was tied with his hands toward the opposite sides of the bed and could not move. I also noticed that his mouth was plugged with a scarf. Helga was screaming and kept pounding her husband's ass, which only emitted moans.

“Dirty slave, how dare you ...” cried Helga and pounded hard.

It was unimaginable. I would never have believed it if I had not seen it with my own eyes. Fearful of being discovered I ran away with a great sense of nausea. During the night I did not sleep, I could not help thinking about what I had seen. It was a disgusting thing. What strange people there are in the world! The next day at breakfast everything was back to normal: Roberto was in perfect shape, cheerful but tough, Helga always beautiful and perky. The two were exchanging loving effusions as if nothing had happened the night before! When I returned to the kitchen, I stopped to think:

“maybe I had dreamed it!”

Later Roberto left and it remained me and Helga who was free from school that day. She was sitting in the living room reading while I dusted.

“Maria,” she said in a German accent.

“last night we ate heavy, didn't we?”

“Yes, ma'am, in fact I had to take baking soda to digest.”

“Did you get up last night?” she asked,

“yes, ma'am, I went to the kitchen,” I replied, blushing.

She smiled, got up, took me by the hand and told me to sit down for a moment.

“Did you hear something, Maria?” she asked, and I embarrassedly answered yes.

“Then I want to explain, you have to stay here and work, and I don't want to cause you any problems: You see my husband loves to be submissive to women, and I love, on the other hand, to be submissive to men. Our union is happy because we complete each other,” Helga explained.

“But ... really I ... had never witnessed such things.”

“What do you want it to be,” Helga said.

“men like to be groped by a woman, everyone would do it, it's in their instinct. In Germany everybody does that. Women here are very strong and tough, just because of that. You see I am his mistress and he is my tender little dog who, when he makes a mistake, is punished.”

The discussion seemed silly to me, but I was very fascinated to listen to Helga who had a beautiful voice.

“You know what, I want you to try the taste of domination, tonight, during the flogging I will let you try it.”

Throughout the day I thought about running away. I didn't feel like that thing, I didn't want to do it. In my house men were in charge....or were they not? What if it was different and no one had ever told me. Finally I decided to try it. In the evening Helga called me and began the initiation ritual. She signaled me not to make noise, it was probably a surprise for her husband who was bound and gagged, I approached the bed, my hands were sweaty and my legs were shaking, Helga gave me a riding crop and said in my ear

“come on, hit hard on the ass, he likes it” .

I braced myself and gave a hard smack on Roberto's ass, who let out a moan. That situation , strangely, aroused me, I could see that being totally subjected to me, I could do what I wanted with him, was I perhaps realizing my true nature? Helga noticed my arousal, she approached me, she was beautiful, on her white breasts stood out small and straight nipples, her body was fabulous: she was a true goddess!

She lifted my skirt and her hand slipped into my panties, making her finger reach into my slit, which was dripping.

“You like it, don't you Maria,” she said loudly. Roberto had a gesture of annoyance and tried to wriggle out.

“Yes, Roberto, here is Maria, our maid, your new mistress.

You will also have to endure this humiliation because I want you to.”

From that evening began a whole series of spicy and exciting things for my personality that I will tell you about in time.

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The next night I did not sleep: I was thinking about what had happened. The whole experience was so strange that it really left me with a great sense of excitement and curiosity. That beautiful man Mr. Roberto had worshipped me like a goddess, me, his maid!

A truly exciting thing. In fact that very evening , after the flogging rehearsal, Helga asked me to help her untie her husband, ordered him to stand up. So standing up naked was even more beautiful.

I had never seen a naked man. Once, when I still lived in my village, I had gone to the movies with a little friend of mine, and he, in the dark, had pulled out his bird and put it in my hand.

He was doing some strange things, but I could not understand why he was getting so excited and what was that stuff that, during the movement, had come into my hand, was hot , white and gave off a strange smell. Before that night at my masters' house I had had no other sexual experience and, I am not ashamed, I was still a virgin. Roberto naked was something to look at.

His hairy chest stood out against an athletic physique, his cock was supreme. I didn't actually understand it then, but he was really turned on. His arousal grew more and more as Helga treated him badly, he was totally at his wife's mercy and carried out, just like a little dog, all the commands she gave him. Roberto was naked in the center of the room, Helga was walking around him in her splendid haughtiness poking and humiliating him.

“You see dear Maria, our slave waits for nothing but orders,” Helga said as she played with his turgid penis with her riding crop.

“Now I will show you how a man can submit to the will of a woman.”

In saying this she pointed to a chair, and I sat and stood waiting.

“Go ahead, slave, show your mistress Maria how you adore her.”

Roberto knelt in front of me, very gently removed the slippers I wore on my feet and began to lick them with great love.

I was flattered by the treatment and tried to take him away from that submission of his, but Helga looked at me and, nodding her head, reassured me, “let him do it, Maria, you have yet to see what a slave is forced to do to please his mistress, he is just adoring you, the best is yet to come. As Roberto kissed and licked my feet, Helga, from behind, resumed whipping him and said:

“That's it, come on, lick, slave, come on ... “.

Helga was very aroused by my presence in their games, and I could resist no longer, I wanted to have more than his tongue on my little feet. Helga said:

“That's enough, get on the bed I want to enjoy!”

Roberto complied, stretched out on the bed and was tied hand and foot on his stomach. His huge cock stood out, I couldn't tear my eyes away from it, Helga grabbed it and began to masturbate it: