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In Menage à Trois, Emily White immerses the reader in a lush, provocative universe where confidence, exhibition, and shared pleasure collide, vividly expressed through cinematic manga visuals. The title story ignites when private fantasies are invited into the open, transforming curiosity into choreography. A planned surprise dissolves into raw immediacy as a door opens and everything changes: leather, heels, exposed skin, and the charged silence before surrender. One unforgettable image captures a triangle of bodies suspended in motion—mouths, hands, and gazes intertwining while time seems to pause at the threshold of excess. The story thrives on escalation, on the delicious uncertainty of what comes next, and on the melancholy that follows intense connection. Emily White leaves the reader suspended in that final glance, where goodbye feels less like an ending and more like an unspoken promise.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2026
Menage à Trois
Sexy Stories for Adults with Erotic Manga Images
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Emily White
© 2025 Emily White
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Table of Contents
Introduction
Menage à Trois
A wonderful friendship
The dinner to repay our debt
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2
The moment of truth
Thank You!
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.
I have been seeing Lucrezia for a month now. We were brought together by a shared desire for female relationships. We have met five times, almost always at my house, giving free rein to our libido. These encounters are always highly erotic, thanks in part to my playmate's boundless imagination. Truly nothing, or almost nothing, has been left out of our sexual perversion so far.
During our last meeting, after yet another marathon session, we found ourselves talking a little about our respective lives and experiences. Suddenly, I told her how well-endowed my husband was. Lucrezia listened to me and looked at me with a slightly doubtful expression, at least that's how it seemed to me.
So I decided to take out my phone to show her some rather explicit photos of my husband's equipment. Lucrezia held my phone in her hand and as she scrolled through the photos, her big green eyes widened more and more. With her other hand, she began to touch her erect nipples, and I began to touch her vulva with mine, which began to drip profusely. "How slutty are you, my darling? Are you getting turned on by my caresses or by the sceptre you see?...."
That was the cue to go back to fucking harder than before. Before we parted, I asked her point-blank, "How about a threesome with my husband?" Lucrezia seemed very intrigued but also a little perplexed. I explained that my husband had always been very open-minded, had always accepted my bisexuality, and would certainly not shy away from this new scenario.
We didn't talk about it for a few days, and I decided not to mention it to my husband either. I would surprise him and then let events take their course.
I arranged to meet Lucrezia on a Friday, just twenty minutes before my husband was due to arrive, so that he would find us already together.
When I opened the door to my lover, I couldn't believe my eyes... standing in front of me was a stunning woman! She had come to the meeting dressed like a prostitute!
A very short leather dress and 12 cm heels that made her even taller than she already was. The dress had snap buttons down the front, and with a single pull, I opened it. Underneath, she was completely naked! Like a woman possessed, I started sucking both her breasts, slipping two fingers into her wet vulva, which had already started dripping down her thighs.
Without separating for even a second, we moved to the bedroom, positioning ourselves for a 69, me underneath and her on top. After a few minutes, I heard my husband come home. He didn't respond to my greeting and headed straight for the bedroom, where our moans were coming from.
I paused for a moment to observe his expression. He looked like a baby with his mouth wide open. I smiled at him and gave him a double wink to encourage him to move. When he undressed, he already had a semi-erection, but it was clear that he didn't know how to move. With one hand, I motioned for him to go in front of my vulva and, of course, in front of Lucrezia's mouth. She didn't miss the opportunity and immediately took his cock in her mouth, sucking and licking it like a goddess of eros.
Once he was ready, she slipped it into my warm nest with her hand, and while he began to thrust like a bellows, she teased my clitoris with her tongue. I felt like I was going crazy! A state of perdition had enveloped us. For my part, I never stopped licking Lucrezia, not only her soaking wet pussy , but also moving from her perineum to her ass, which by now had a sphincter soaked with my saliva.
My husband alternated between fucking Lucrezia and giving her a blowjob until I realized he was about to come. I shouted, "Don't come inside me, come in her mouth!"
Once Lucrezia had collected all his cum, she turned around, approached my mouth, letting some of it drip out, and then, like two tender lovers, we began an endless game of tongues that seemed infinite to me, opening the gates of Eden...
When all three of us got dressed, a small veil of sad melancholy enveloped us. Something very beautiful and exciting had happened, but the farewell seemed to have left something unfinished.
I accompanied Lucrezia to her car in an ambiguous silence, thick with mutual expectations that something would break the deadlock.
