Nasty Neighbors. 3 E-Book

Emily White

• Herausgeber: tredition
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 45

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

In these unflinching tales of masculine desire, Manuel García strips bare the illusions of romance and exposes the raw, unspoken force that pulses beneath male skin. Nasty Neighbors 3 is a collection of erotic short stories that dares to look where others turn away—from the silent gaze that lasts too long, to the hand that lingers on a shoulder in the dark. These are men with calloused hands and guarded hearts, men who don’t speak their longing but show it in every taut muscle and sudden breath. When desire strikes, it’s never soft—it hits like a fist to the gut. In the title story, an impulsive weekend leaves a man staring into the wreckage of his marriage. What began as a shared adventure with the couple next door becomes a jagged awakening—sex without limits, roles reversed, pleasure twisted with power. And on Monday morning, Linda—his wife—refuses even a touch. The light seeps through the blinds. Her body lies sprawled on the sheets, still glistening with the memory of Saturday’s chaos. He presses himself against her, hungry for the familiar heat. But her sigh turns sharp. Her body stiffens. Her voice slices through the air: “Stop. You’re becoming obsessive.” In that moment, he realizes—he’s not waking up beside his wife. He’s waking up beside a stranger who knows his every secret, and holds it against him. Nasty Neighbors 3 is not a collection about love. It’s about the line between permission and transgression, about the scent of sweat on unfamiliar skin, about what men will do—and let be done—when the night is thick with hunger. You may think you know your partner. You don’t know what they become when the neighbors join in.

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Nasty Neighbors. 3

Hentai & Manga Illustrated Erotic Short Stories – A Steamy Collection of Hardcore, Naughty, and Dirty Fantasies

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Emily White

Imprint

© 2025 Emily White

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Table of Contents

Imprint

Table of Contents

Introduction

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Epilogue

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.

7.

It's Monday morning. I wake up earlier than usual. I slept well and long enough. Yesterday I needed a day of total relaxation. Saturday was certainly a fantastic day, but apart from giving us great satisfaction, it left us all exhausted.

After all, we didn't hold back. We went all out, both on the first leg of the trip, which I described earlier, and on the shores of the lake where we ended up, and again on the way back. Insatiable but satiated with sex, or rather stuffed. Yesterday's relaxation was just what we needed.

It's too early to get up already, and I don't feel like going back to sleep. The light filtering through the blinds provides enough illumination in the room to see everything, especially Linda's body lying sweetly asleep beside me. Her body is almost completely uncovered. The sheet that should be covering us is actually rolled up and resting on her like a band across her body, from one shoulder to between her legs, covering one breast and her stomach.

One arm is folded with her hand behind her head and the other with her hand resting on her stomach, as if she wants to keep the sheet on top of her. Her hips are practically uncovered.

I don't know what happened, but she certainly looks more beautiful than usual. In fact, let's just say that she looks beautiful, as if I didn't already know every inch of her skin. Perhaps it's because I'm used to seeing her that I've become too accustomed to her and no longer notice her physical qualities. This morning, I gaze at her and admire her.

I love everything about her, even that little stretch mark on her upper right thigh seems erotic to me, as if it were embroidery that embellishes her rather than a flaw. And then there's her mouth, which is usually turned down at the corners, as if she were sad and angry, but now it's different. It seems to be smiling. Maybe she's having a nice dream, maybe she's peaceful, maybe she's satisfied by the crazy things we did this weekend.

I like her so much, I feel like I love her a little more than usual. I move towards her, press my body against hers, caress her hip and then her breast. The warmth of her body stimulates my penis. I want her. I lift her shoulders to kiss her chin, her neck, everywhere.

She shakes herself, mumbles something like “Uhm, uffff”; she turns away from me, first pulling the sheet with her and then flicking it so that it unfurls partially to cover her. I take the opportunity to touch her belly.

This time she openly shows her annoyance, finishing turning away and curling up on her side, saying very distinctly this time, “Ugh.”

I press my lower abdomen against her buttocks and am about to lay my arm on her side. She jerks suddenly, turns around, stretches out her body, and in an aggressive tone, shouts in my face, "That's enough! Stop it. You're becoming obsessive. I'm fed up.“

I freeze. I didn't expect that. I try to move on top of her with my body. She shouts again, ”I don't want to. Is that clear?" and with another sudden movement, she moves away, gets out of bed, and leaves the room. I'm left high and dry.