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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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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
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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
1.Anal on the train
2.At the end of the line
3.My friend's ex-girlfriend
4.Don't say four...
5.The Room
6.How I became a slut
7.The servant husband
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.
Anal on the train
I receive a call from the editor of the magazine, for which I had just started working. He needs my presence to meet with some people interested in buying some advertising space. I have to be there the next day. I can't find a plane ticket, but luckily I find a train ticket.
I will be forced to travel all night, and I will barely make it to the hotel I managed to book, to take a quick shower. I arrived at the station, got on the train and luckily found a compartment with only two people. I put the small bag that I had brought on board and sat down. I leaned against the window and the train started.
In Florence, the passengers who were in the compartment got off and a young man settled in with his backpack. We chat, he is a university student and attends Political Science. He has a girlfriend who will pick him up at the station in Milan. We lowered the light and I tried to get some sleep, given the commitments of the next day.
He has settled in the seat opposite, the lights streaming from the window bother my eyes, I have to close them, this necessity makes me fall asleep almost immediately. The movement of the train soothes my sleep, it almost seems to cradle me. I can also dream, a twisted dream that you can only have when you are sleeping in particular situations.
I find myself falling out the window a couple of times, but this does not force me to open my eyes, as it often does for everyone. Also the second time, a figure in the shadows grabs me by the legs, helping me not to fall. In the dream, he pulls me into the window and I end up sitting on the ground under the windowsill. The figure that I can't make out sits next to me and seeing me agitated caresses me telling me to stay calm and that it's only a dream.
He caresses my hands to soothe my soul. I still can't make out the figure nor recognize his voice, he rests his hand along my side and his caresses go to my legs. I find them pleasant, gentle and warm. They slide down my entire leg and then go onto the other. He caresses my hips and his hands come to my breasts. My nipples get hard and I start to get wet.
The train slows down abruptly, distracting me from the extremely pleasant dream.
I open my eyes and realize that in the dream the situation is different, but in reality the hands are of the university boy. He notices that my eyes are open, removes his hands and confusedly sketches an apology. I don't react, except to close my eyes again and ruminate on the age of the owner of the warm hands.
The thought escapes my mind, as soon as the hands return to graze my body. I spread my legs slightly, and my hands graze the inside of my thighs. I continue to get wet, and my tongue grazes my lips. Now one hand continues to caress my leg, and the other goes into my briefs, lingering on the strand of hair, and then caressing my clit with my index finger.
The finger slides in, massaging my sex with a pleasant motion. The boy moves from the seat to rest his face on my butterfly, now jerking me with his tongue. I stroke his hair, pushing his head to me. He explores my lei perfectly with his tongue. He pulls off my briefs and lifts my legs, now his tongue enters my little hole. My knees are on my chest, and his tongue alternates between the two little holes. I lower my legs, lifting my skirt up to above my belly. I unbutton my blouse and then my bra, freeing my breasts. My nipples are huge. Embarrassed in front of me, I undo his belt. I unzip it and catch a glimpse of his cock well out of his briefs. I pull down his jeans and then his underwear. Suddenly his member appears in front of my face, the light is almost nonexistent, but his erection is powerful. I place my tongue on the chapel, caressing it, smelling him.
I let it run along the shaft, I can't see very well but my tongue makes me feel its size. It takes me a long time to get to its base, I put the left testicle in my mouth as if it were a honey candy to suck, and then the right one. I increase my salivation and after tasting them with big sighs from the boy, I return to the chapel. I widen my mouth and slide it in, dropping it well inside until it grazes the tonsils.
I pick up the pace, now I'm giving a blowjob and for him that would be a big deal already. I push his butt toward me, and his shaft finds room in my mouth. I'm soaked between my legs and my butterfly is itching to be penetrated. I push my butt toward him, put my legs over his hands, and direct the shaft between my legs. I let him fuck me, feeling his desire.
He pushes his thing in well, I start to enjoy it with light cries, I feel it all the way to my stomach. I touch my breasts as he pushes it in, I gather my legs up to my breasts he grabs my butt and continues to fuck me. Every now and then he freezes and spreads my sex and then gives hard strokes. I don't answer the ringing cell phone. The sound of the shaft rinsing inside covers the sound. I feel it hard as hell, the chapel is even bigger. I block him for a moment, I let him out and I turn around on the seat, offering the view of my ass, with my hands I spread my buttocks and invite him in.
I have him resting on my back, I get my tits, and with my right hand I rest his rod in my little hole, he quickly enters the head and then the rest. He starts moving again, he spreads and now I feel him in my gut, he slides in with speed and I have another orgasm. He mounts me hard I have a feeling his member might come out of my mouth. He continues to sodomize me but I can sense that he is about to finish. I jerk off feeling him squirting inside, he's so hot he almost seems to fill a cake with his cream. Slowly he slides out, a trickle of cum comes out wetting the seat and then on the floor. He wipes it up with a tissue. I pull my skirt down and sit up, he returns to his seat in front of me.
A little later the door opens and the conductor who needs to see the tickets. I take it out of my bag and hand it to the man. He looks at it, says it's fine, but then his attention turns to my blouse. I don't understand why he is still standing in front of me. I look down to check for stains, and realize that one nipple is well out of my blouse. I adjust and finally to his misfortune he comes out.
