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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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Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Hentai Pictures
Emily White
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
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Introduction
A Strange Diary
Henri, Gaby and Me
The Neighbor's Daughter
Yvette, Raoul and Me
Lesbo Threesome
Lesbo Threesome
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Introduction
A Strange Diary
Lesbo Threesome
Lesbo Threesome
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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.
A STRANGE DIARY
Tuesday, August 26: I was a prisoner for two days! Their prisoner! What happened to me is unbelievable! If someone had told me such a story, of course I wouldn't have believed it. But if anyone ever finds this notebook, I beg them to believe that everything written in it is true. I'm scared! Terrified seems more appropriate. I may not make it out alive! I hear them coming back, I have to stop writing and hide my journal.
Wednesday, August 27: I just realized that what I wrote earlier is confusing. But I myself am in an indescribable confusion! They have not been kind to me! So I'll start at the beginning so that the reader (and I hope there is one) can realize what happened to me. It all started on Sunday, August 23rd. That day will always be etched in my memory. But let's start at the beginning for once that I have time. I should be quiet for most of the day.
I had just moved into my new apartment on the third floor of an old building in the outskirts of Marseille. My living room was still cluttered with countless boxes that I had been too lazy to unpack, and I was looking at them, in my pants, lying on the couch. What's the point of moving in the middle of August? I thought. And to Marseilles, no less!
The temperature was close to forty degrees, and I was passing the time in my underwear in my living room, doing nothing, with my head stuck in a fan that was beginning to show signs of fatigue. I was sweating profusely, thinking about my old life. I mean the life I was leading a few months earlier in my native countryside! A small village in the Aveyron. Where I had met my greatest love who had left me in June. Why had he left me? It no longer mattered as I write these lines.
My neighbors were invisible. I never passed anyone when I decided to go for a walk. I never heard any noise or music, and judging by the names on the mailboxes, I soon became convinced that my neighbors were elderly. However, one Saturday afternoon, when I went down to the local grocery store to get groceries, I was pleasantly surprised when I returned and saw two beautiful ladies walking up the stairs in front of me. Two brunettes with modeled asses in little white cotton shorts for the one with the longer hair and extremely short jean shorts (probably homemade, I thought) for the one with two braids in her hair, kind of like the Indian girls in westerns.
I followed them at a distance, my gaze fixed on their wiggling buttocks. They really did have luscious asses and I was salivating. For a moment I even focused on the one in the white shorts, hoping to spot the strand of a thong at its center. The masturbation I often indulged in was beginning to exasperate me and I wanted to touch a woman's skin. To caress it. To breathe it. I could see myself pulling down their shorts to see what was hidden underneath. I imagined two thongs parting their tanned buttocks that I would soon pull apart to see what was hiding even more underneath.
When I saw them walking on the third floor landing (my floor!), my throat tightened and my heart raced like that of a teenager meeting the girl he's secretly in love with in a deserted alley. Maybe they're my neighbors and I've never seen them before!
Hurry up! Go introduce yourself! Give them a good show!
But I didn't do anything! I was never the type to hit on girls. All the girls I had managed to get into my bed, and sometimes into my life, had not ended up there because of my seduction skills! In fact, they had done all the work! If we were in my bed, it was because she had dragged me there! And that day I couldn't see their faces, which I assumed were beautiful, because I went down a few steps before I got to the third floor to see them enter an apartment located two doors down from mine. On the same side.
A little disappointed, I went home and sat on my couch, having removed all my clothes except my boxers. I turned on the fan on the coffee table and let myself be carried away by erotic thoughts. In my lustful delirium, I approached them and chatted them up until they asked me into their apartment. And of course the next part was going to be hot! They would rub against me like bitches in heat and moan with satisfaction when they inadvertently brushed against my body with the tip of their breasts. Soon one would choose to undress, just like that, for no apparent reason. Thought rarely gets cluttered with reason or logic, especially when it touches the realms of fantasy. I was thinking this and slowly losing the erotic images in my head when there was a knock on my door. I was immediately convinced that it was my neighbors!
I got dressed and went to open the door, my heart pounding in my chest. When I saw the girl in the white shorts standing in front of my front door, I was out of breath, and it must have showed on my face because I thought I saw a smirk on my beautiful neighbor's face. She had a thin face, with big blue eyes that lit up her dark skin. My gaze briefly fell on her breasts and I noticed a medium sized chest. But what he noticed most was that she was not wearing a bra. Behind the fabric of her white top, her nipples pointed proudly. I didn't dwell on this detail because I didn't want to be seen as a boor on our first meeting. She was the first to speak.
- 'Hi, I'm your neighbor and my roommate and I wanted to invite you for a drink this evening?
- With pleasure," I replied cheerfully. By the way, my name is Franck. What's yours?
- I'm Vanessa and my roommate is Sophia. See you tonight, Franck.
- I'll see you later. What do you want me to bring?
- We can call each other by our first names, right? It's nicer. He proposed.
- No problem.
- Don't bring anything to drink! Sophia is of Ukrainian descent and we have enough to get a regiment of Poles drunk.
- I agree," I replied laughing. 'See you tonight…'
But she had already turned around and went back to her apartment, showing me once again her gorgeous ass. I closed the door and couldn't wait to spend the evening with them.
As you may have guessed, my name is Franck, I'm about to turn thirty-five, but I'm often given less than that. Probably because of the way I dress. My ex used to scold me for dressing like a teenager (jeans or baggy pants, sneakers, never shirts or hoodies in the winter). I am tall, thin, dark, short (shaved) hair with brown-green eyes (at least my body can be easily identified!).
I quickly looked at the time and was disappointed to see that it was only 3:40pm. I had been looking forward to visiting them. I envisioned a very pleasant evening that gradually turned into an extremely racy soccer game. My two neighbors were real sluts and I could see them groping each other's tits, licking and eating each other's pussy in sixty-nine while I watched them polish my shaft. Then they would suck me at the same time, each taking care of one side of my penis, their tongues brushing against each other from time to time. These thoughts had their effect and my penis rose. I got up and headed to the bathroom to take a shower to cool off.
