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Indulge 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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Adventures of Hot Women
Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Hentai 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.
Printing and distribution: Heinz-Beusen-Stieg 5 22926 Ahrensburg, Germany
Table of Contents
Copyright
Table of Contents
Introduction
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
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.
CHAPTER 1
End of the week, in the office
My week is over, paperwork closed. I'm about to head to the bathroom for a light hairdo and lipstick application before putting on my coat and rushing to catch the bus.
The schedule is unsurprising: after catering to grated carrots and jellied egg, I head home for an evening of TV trays on the rattan couch.
I'm in front of the elevator and hear unusual noises coming from Jackie's office, the head accountant. Curious, I look out: I had forgotten it was her birthday, she has brought champagne (it's a secret) and the canteen chef has warmed up some food.
I am happy about this event that breaks the monotony I had planned. I am handed a glass, help myself to a handy tray, toast the star of the moment and discreetly ask her how old she is?
It's not her first cup and she sticks in my ear, "54... but it remains a secret between us!
"I swear whatever she wants!
Jackie, despite our 18 year difference, well, I wouldn't sleep in the bathtub! Tall, beautiful woman, as they say, dark skin, auburn hair with a few waves (she looks like a charleston to me), always well dressed.
I was alone for almost two years, too few adventures, nothing really. And Jackie, with her presence and nice big breasts.... hmmm... part of my little Saturday morning reverie, when I let my hand wander....
My proclivities are known in the office, but no one cares, just little smiles when Denise sometimes comes to pick me up in the evening. After all, everyone lives how they want, right?
We chat, the married people start to leave, I drink some more champagne, it's not bad at all, soon there are only about ten left, I approach Jackie and ask her if her husband has anything planned for her birthday. The only response is a mischievous smile. Had I known, I would have thought "carnivore."
Inwardly I envy her, even though she is not tempted by a man, but I miss the cuddling, the attention, the shared pleasure.
I wish her a good end to the evening, but she takes my arm and, knowing I'm alone, suggests I come to her house for dinner, her neighbor has prepared a meal, she'd like to see me for once elsewhere than in the office.
I'm surprised, but I accept, I just need to change and run a few errands so I don't arrive empty handed. She tells me to expect me around 9pm and that a bottle of champagne will do.
***
I arrive around 9:30, the shower has done me good, I'm dressed in a nice outfit, to make myself look good, but nothing more, since I don't have anyone to seduce.
Jackie opens the door with a big smile. She hasn't had time to change and tells me she's a little tipsy.
She puts me in the living room, serves me a drink (we continue with champagne), we toast, and she calls out, "Cécile, come meet Ariel."
I must have looked stupid when a second Jackie came in. Same class, short black hair, beautiful hazel eyes, blouse a little too open, maybe.
She picks up a cup, our glasses clink, "Welcome, I'm delighted, you look lovely, let's go to the table."
I stammer to Jackie, "Aren't we waiting for your husband?
I must have said something stupid, because they start laughing. Jackie explains, "My husband, as you say, is in front of you! Do you understand?
I stammered, "But what about the ring?
"' It's from my marriage and despite the divorce I kept it, so sometimes it gives me an excuse to turn down male invitations.
The meal goes off without a hitch, Cecile, a housewife, is cordon bleu and the conversation is lively and varied.
However, I notice some hints, one foot brushing against the other under the table, smiles.
We dined with champagne, Cécile lit candles, Jackie blew out hers (only 5) and we're at the café, with a plum from Souillac, her home region (she kept a slight accent, it's to die for). I had a great evening, but it's time to think about going home.
As I grabbed my coat, Cécile drew me into the kitchen and explained that she would want me to stay, that Jackie liked me and that she herself....
All this is done tactfully, insisting that there is nothing to stop me if I prefer to take a cab home.
My legs are not too strong, this is the first time this has happened to me, sure, in porn movies..., but here, in real life! But I'm not risking anything, so let's see what happens.
Cecile grabs my coat and we go back to the living room.
***
Jackie gently hugs and kisses me, telling me that as soon as I feel embarrassed, a room for me alone, she insists, is at my disposal.
The conversation resumes, she tells me that she was saddened to learn that my friend had let me down and that for some time she had imagined an evening like this, with Cecile's consent, of course.
She's changed and my mouth must have dropped, because she's in a nightgown, thong on a subway ticket and a black push-up bra revealing her nipples, which she's covered with lipstick. She's wearing a little too much makeup, kind of like these women, almost vulgar, but terribly sexy. She has changed into simple black flip flops, simply stunning! She's carrying three gift packages.
"To be opened when I tell you, my darling."
I get a good view of her buttocks as she leans in to kiss Jackie, and I can't resist when she pulls me by the arm toward her and puts my face toward Jackie.
God, what a kiss! I'm hot, I'm cold, her tongue is searching in my mouth, drinking my saliva, intertwining with mine. It's very long, I find out later.
I must be redder than a tomato when I grab her face and tell her I've been dreaming of this for a long time. So have I, she admits, proving it to me.
Take off your clothes," Cecile whispers to me, handing her her first gift. I get comfortable but keep my panties, bra and heels on.
Jackie delights in the silk robe and gives us a striptease, to the rhythm of soft music, which fascinates me to the point that it takes me a while to realize that Cécile is caressing my apricot without looking like one.
The last shoe has joined the stockings and the rest, she has put on her robe and immediately opens it to receive Cecile between her carefully waxed thighs. My last visit to the beautician was .... pfff... And my brown bush looks like a jungle.
I get into the comfortable position of voyeur, I think they are beautiful in their fifties and despite my excitement I don't move, sure they will come to calm me down.
It's impossible to ignore what Cecile is doing to Jackie, because in a rough voice she directs her in terms the worst pimp wouldn't deny:
"Eat all my pussy, you're the queen of spit lickers! Suck my lips, like this, no, yes, stop again, keep going, put a finger, no, two and stroke my anus, I'm playing!
When she gets up, Cecile continues to caress herself on one of her feet.
And good! I, who with Denise never got out of 69 and frotti-frotta, just had my eyes and ears full of it.
You can tell, because they ask me in chorus if I'm shocked. I can whisper that I love them.
The mood lightens with a glass of champagne.
Jackie tells me that Cecile has introduced her to a new dimension of physical love and unsuspected pleasures. Not for long, because she is between my thighs and I quickly realize what this is all about.
I spill my drink, which she drops on my pussy. Denise was an apprentice, Cécile is an expert. In a few minutes I'm over the moon, it's a fireworks display and she starts again....
Jackie turns me around, caresses my breasts, pinches them, rolls the little nipples, I think I'm kissing hers. She urges me to insult her, to lead her on (no need, no need, she knows what I need!), hands me a leather riding crop and spreads her buttocks and orders me to whip her on the little round one.
And I do!
Hesitant at first, the effect on her and indirectly on me is such that I become bold.
And I let it all fly with a beastly cry because I leave without knowing where I'm going!
From discovery to discovery
I must have fallen asleep.
When I wake up, I see Cecile lying with one leg in the air, knocked over by a furious woman named Jackie with a belted god. Knowing I'm awake excites them and they shout "Together!" with a blissful smile.
Jackie winks at me, "My second present. It's great. Want to try it?"
I respond briskly that I'm not a fan of cock, that I don't feel like receiving, and that I wouldn't know how to give.
Cecile tells me it's not the same, that there's the skin, the eyes, the caresses of a woman, that she's also not (unlike Jackie who doesn't hate it from time to time) a "dick fan," unbuckling the belt from Jackie's hips who lets herself be done on her knees.
Surprise, the belt is off, the tree is left! She gets up and I see a beautiful woman with a beautiful blue, stylized, proudly erect contraption that Cecile licks, sucks, pumps, masturbates... and laughing at my amazement pulls a smaller, curved one out of Jackie's sex.
So far I've participated, quite passively. I've hardly moved from my side of the couch.
I stand up, take off my shoes, stand with my legs spread in front of Jackie and with both thumbs in the elastic of my panties tell her, "Here's my present if you want to open it!
And I have one, no, two pairs of hands gently exploring my candy while standing up.
Suddenly I realize that a second tongue is poking around my anus. Another first, my God, they are pushing my limits far. And I trust them as one finger, joined by a second, penetrates my little ring. I had like a start, Cécile calmed me down like a restless horse, talking to me softly as she stroked me, "you know, that's where I cum the most, you'll like doing it to me." My belly sways under the double penetration. It is my sex that explodes, but the burning that remains behind is so pleasurable.
Yet another cork pops, as I drink I ask Cecile if she isn't jealous?
