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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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Rural Sex
Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Hentai Pictures
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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
Contents
Cover
Title Page
Copyright
Introduction
1. Rural Sex
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Rural Sex
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Rural Sex
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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.
1. RURAL SEX
CHAPTER 1
The planks of the barn creaked in a steady rhythm. Anyone slowly sneaking into the precarious wooden building would not only hear this rattling but also the unmistakable breathing of two lovers. Venturing further inside, one could see a straw-haired woman receiving the full manly power of a burly, sweaty man. Some of the animals around them were running with nitrites, squawks and cackles.
The matron had her skirt and petticoats pulled up to her back, revealing her plump white buttocks that jiggled with every thrust. She was really enjoying her husband's attentions, even though he didn't know it and was just looking for self-satisfaction in his wife's wet cave. As the end loomed, the man withdrew his penis and allowed it to unload its sexual contents on the inside of her legs.
At that moment the pair of lovers heard the heel of an approaching horse, and the farmer had just rushed to hide his manhood when he saw José Pereyra appear through the stable door. The newcomer didn't even blink at the scene, it didn't seem strange to him to see his employer with a cannon in his hand and his wife showing off her feminine nudity. He noticed her dilated sex, hairy and moist enough for Don Avelino not to consider her attitude impertinent.
Esperanza didn't care if the young worker saw her intimacy, she herself had seen his wife's several times on the day she gave birth to their first child. The woman didn't even bother to fix her clothes, her husband was already leaving the building to talk to Jose.
- What's so important, Pereyra," he knew the matter was sensitive because a rifle hung from his pawn's shoulder.
There are five missing heads that were last seen entering the lands of Güemes.
Nothing more needed to be heard. She took her trusty saurian by the reins and mounted him in a leap, leaving so quickly that he gave José no time to react. The young man remained with his eyes fixed on this voluptuous woman who was determined to finish with her fingers what her husband had started a few minutes before. The laborer could not suppress an erection at the sight of this display of female self-satisfaction, even though the woman was twice his age. Esperanza thought that the sound of galloping corresponded to the departure of the boy's horse, so she continued to introduce her fingers into his slimy cavity without suppressing her moans of pleasure, after a few seconds she was surprised to hear a second horse starting, she looked over her shoulder and saw only clumps of dust.
She went back to feeling his fleshy groin looking for the spots that gave her the most pleasure, she was already used to that task because it was rare the day her husband satisfied her fully. This happened when he was very drunk and his erection lasted longer than usual, that's why the matron didn't get upset if her husband came back drunk from the grocery store. This time it took several minutes of inserting her fingers to reach orgasm and she did so grunting like a mare in heat as she dug the fingers of one hand in and with the other nimbly shook her swollen bulge, which was the center of all her pleasure. Her fingers were covered in streaks of her own juices, which she licked, enjoying the familiar feminine taste that brought back good memories.
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Don Avelino Irizarry advanced as fast as he could on the back of his steed, he had no time to even arm himself with a stick, if the cattle had already been seen on the Güemes' property it could only mean that they were heading straight for the ford of the Agreste River and if they did it would be almost impossible to retrieve them. He had to rely on the marksmanship of José, his young worker. He considered him a hard-working and reliable boy and therefore gave him more authority than the rest of the workers under his charge. In the fast rush, the boss ran into Augusto Lozano, he did not hesitate to call him with a sharp whistle produced only by squinting his lips, allowing the air to come out between them forcefully. Lozano noticed the men's haste and immediately noticed the rifle on Pereyra's back. He turned his horse in their direction and joined the march.
The owner of the stolen cows made him aware of the situation, it was known that Augusto loaded his gun even to go to the bathroom and it wouldn't take much to add it to the weapons of any good man who needed it. Skillfully and without slowing down, he checked the magazine of his Colt 45, Peacemaker, according to him the best gun ever made, even though in his crude English Lozano called it "Pismeiquer" without even knowing what that name meant.
They left a long trail of dust raised behind them but at no time did they turn to look at it. They dropped names of known bandits almost at random, trying to guess who the culprits might be, but each was discarded by the astute José Pereyra, who always seemed to remember some information that placed the bandit many miles from Don Avelino's territory or behind thick iron bars.
Luck was galloping with them and they confirmed this when they saw a small group of men making crude efforts to drive five steers across the ford of the Agrestic River. Since they had them in sight, they weren't worried, especially considering how bad they were at driving cattle.
There are only four of them," said Avelino Irizarry as they reduced the distance; the trot of their horses mingled with that of the pursued and the latter did not turn back, spaced out by the cattle trying to cross the river.
- What's in it for me, boss? Jose asked, passing the rifle from his back to the butt of his right shoulder.
Three days off if you give the one wearing the straw hat.
It's not fair," complained Augusto Lozano, "my revolver is only good for short distances.
I promise you a good reward if your revolver takes out two, I don't care about distance.
Just then the sound wave of a gunshot was lost in the vastness of the plain and some birds left the tops of the nearby trees, along with them flew a straw hat that fell to the ground only seconds after the bearded man wearing it. Frightened, the other three bandits tried to retreat.
- They are unarmed! shouted Don Avelino to Augusto as he accelerated his horse.
The warning did not save the thieves' lives; on the contrary, the fact that they were unarmed exposed them to certain death. The fleeing horses were running aimlessly, Lozano chased two of them running east, when he had them close enough he aimed his Colt at them and closed his left eye to have a more precise aim. He knew that if he fired just once he might lose an unbeatable opportunity, he had them in range and emptied his magazine trying to inflict three bullets on each. Both fell heavily on the grass. Avelino shouted in jubilation, raising his hat above his head and moving again towards the fourth thief who was trying to escape north, upstream.
This time there were no bullets to finish the race, here it was all about muscle and physical ability, the combination of steed and rider. The poor guy was shaking with tears in his eyes as he awaited his impending end and wondered why he hadn't been shot. Don Avelino Irizarry was in his forty-eighth year but his muscular body still allowed him to make such an effort and he had full confidence in his sorrel. The distance between the two men grew shorter and shorter and terror disfigured the face of the pursued man. Someone fired in the distance and he didn't even hear the whistle of the bullet, so he knew they were just trying to scare him. A few seconds later he despaired at the proximity of the man with the angry look and several days' worth of graying beard. He received a hard punch to the jaw that knocked him off his horse and he rolled in the grass with the immense luck of stopping just before his head crashed into a rock. He was defeated and no longer had the strength to resist.
When Augusto Lozano approached the two subjects he had passed on to a better life, he was extremely surprised to see that there were six bullet impacts in total between the two bodies. Three and three, just as he had calculated. He had never had such accurate shots and he knew this would get him a few drinks courtesy of those who wanted to hear his story, but for it to be credible he needed witnesses, so he tied the dead men's legs to his horse and dragged them through the long grass to the third body.
