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Step into a world where desire is drawn in ink, and intimacy unfolds between shadows and light. Notes from a Swinger Couple is a provocative collection of short stories that blends the emotional depth of contemporary erotic fiction with the visual allure of manga-style illustration. Each tale captures a moment suspended between longing and surrender—suggestive, intimate, and artistically daring. The title story invites you into a couple’s private journey through pleasure and permission, where every look becomes a promise and every silence a secret waiting to be touched. Silvia and her husband have long played with boundaries—but tonight, someone crosses one. And that changes everything. He can feel Silvia’s gaze without turning. It’s past four in the morning. Her smile lingers in the car’s dim interior, lit faintly by passing headlights. She’s remembering what Gianni tried to do. He’s remembering that he almost let him. The road home is quiet, but their thoughts are not. When love invites curiosity, and curiosity invites another pair of hands... what happens next is never predictable, only unforgettable.
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Emily White
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Notes from a Swinger Couple
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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.
Notes from a Swinger Couple
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I can almost feel my wife Silvia's gaze on me.
She's been looking at me and smiling since we got in the car.
I know why she's smiling, and I avoid turning around because if our eyes meet, she'll go from smiling to laughing out loud.
I know she enjoyed seeing Gianni touch my ass and make explicit propositions to me.
It's almost four in the morning and we've just left the house of the couple who hosted us.
It was the first time we met this couple, but not the first time we've met other couples; in fact, I've lost count of how many times we've done it.
With the couples we've met before, things have almost always gone the same way: it almost always starts with jokes, banter, and verbal compliments, then a few concrete gestures and then, with many variations each time, actual sexual intercourse, but always strictly heterosexual, me with the woman of the couple, Silvia with the man.
A couple of times, I found myself alone with the two women because the other guy preferred to watch. No man had ever paid more attention to me than to Silvia before.
Gianni, the man in the couple we just left, did.
His woman, Laura, was also very interested in Silvia.
In short, they wanted more than a couple swap; they wanted to form two gay couples.
That's why Silvia now looks at me sideways and smiles.
She found it funny; in fact, I'd say she really appreciated Laura's amorous arts. Silvia, by the way, is no stranger to lesbian relationships, a little soft perhaps, but when we happened upon the couples I mentioned earlier, the ones with the men who were more into watching than doing, Silvia and the other woman did more than just a little, not as blatantly as tonight, but Silvia has never disdained female attention, even though she much prefers male attention.
I was the object of male attention for the first time last night.
I tried to change the landlord's intentions with a certain amount of grace, but since he insisted, I preferred to cut and run.
That's why we're going home in the middle of the night.
Silvia smiles.
I can guess what she's thinking: that what I didn't let Gianni do, I'll let someone else do sooner or later.
I'm sure that's what she's thinking, because our openness to transgressive sex never stops, it's constantly progressing; events take hold of us and carry us away.
And to think that we started out as a joke, because of a young guy's glance at Silvia's thighs. A few years ago.
It all started by chance in a seaside town where we were on vacation. It wasn't quite dinner time yet, and we had sat down for an aperitif at an outdoor table at the bar attached to the hotel where we were staying. The tables were practically in the square in front of the hotel, within an area bordered by low flower boxes that didn't prevent us from seeing the crowds in the square, nor the people in the square from seeing us.
Silvia was wearing a skirt that was decidedly summery in terms of the lightness of the fabric and the style: one of those single-panel skirts with no vertical seams, which wrap around the hips and overlap at the front. I think they're called ‘wrap skirts’, but I'm not sure.
Sitting comfortably, with her shoulders pushed back against the backrest and her legs slightly stretched out in front of her, partly because of the lightness of the fabric, the flap of her skirt that should have remained under had slipped down and the other, albeit only slightly, between her legs. This left one of Silvia's thighs completely exposed.
At one point, I noticed that a very young boy, between fifteen and eighteen years old, who was standing in the square, was mesmerized, staring at Silvia. I watched him for a long time, intrigued by his rapt gaze, and informed Silvia, “I think you've made an impression on that boy, look how he's staring at you.” Only then did Silvia realize that her thigh was exposed.
Nothing scandalous, if anything it was sexy: it was just a bare thigh sticking out from the side of a slit skirt, and you could also see the thin strip of lace panties on her hip.
