Secret Dreams E-Book

Amy Fisher

• Herausgeber: Amy Fisher
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 36

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Secret Dreams Erotic Short Stories transports readers into a world of sensual fantasies and passionate encounters. With a keen sense for eroticism and emotion, Amy Fisher tells five captivating stories that explore the boundaries of desire, intimacy, and surrender. From a thrilling adventure in a swinger club to a daring bet on the Reeperbahn and passionate moments under the open sky each story is a unique interplay of seduction, tension, and deep emotions. The Munich-born author combines bold eroticism with authentic, human connections that captivate readers. Perfect for those who appreciate erotic literature with heart and depth.

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Secret Dreams

Erotic Short Stories 

Amy Fisher

The Author

Amy Fisher is a German bestselling author of erotic romance novels, renowned for her sensual, emotionally profound, and daring stories. She is an author who “needs to know,” and her words not only awaken the senses but also touch the heart.

With an unerring instinct for the subtle nuances of passion, desire, and intimacy, the Munich-born author transports her readers into a world of forbidden fantasies and intense encounters. Her works combine bold eroticism with heartfelt connections, illuminating the complexity of human relationships—from gentle seduction to the daring boundaries of dominance and devotion.

Amy Fisher’s books are a must-read for anyone who values erotic literature with depth and authenticity.

Ny and Paul in the Swinger Club

My husband Paul and I are at “Venus,” a swinger club near Starnberg. I’m Ny Nyloni, 45, and I enjoy coming here every now and then, especially since it’s couples-only. An overload of guys can be fun sometimes, but being the only woman among twenty horny bucks who don’t even look appealing fully clothed gets exhausting after a while. So, we’re sitting at the bar—there must be 80 to 100 couples in the place—sipping our beers (yes, I drink beer sometimes! Delicious!), when Paul suddenly says, “See those two over there? The young woman in the black kimono and black stockings? And him, in the white swim briefs? Pretty young, huh? Unusual!”

“True. Most people here are a bit older. Look at us!” I laughed. “Why do you ask? Find her attractive?” I took a closer look. Black, shoulder-length hair, big eyes, long legs—bit too lanky, but not bad. Nice high heels.

I couldn’t tell much about her chest or whether she was wearing garters or thigh-highs. Open-crotch tights like mine? Nobody here wears those. (Today, I’m in Wolford, individual, 15 denier, nude, with a white kimono that’s easy to slip off! And white patent pumps, 12 cm.) She was definitely not even twenty. Way too young for this place. And him? Not much older either. Short black hair, interesting face, tight ass in those skimpy briefs, decent bulge. Sometimes younger folks show up here, curious after seeing a TV report or reading something. “Of course I find her attractive! What did you think? How do you find him?” “Young!” I wasn’t always thrilled when my husband got excited about other women, especially younger ones.

I’d already had a few erotic encounters tonight (including an older guy licking my legs and more, plus a stocky guy who pounded me hard while Paul held me, and a woman who treated me with her tongue), but Paul hadn’t found anything suitable yet.

It’s often like that—women come here with their men so they can have fun with other women, but few women mess around with other guys. Usually, it’s ten women who have to entertain everyone! The rest sit at the bar, drinking, eating, and gossiping while their old man gets off upstairs, jerking off watching couples who only play with each other. If he’s lucky, a woman might give him a quick handjob on the side. Swinger clubs aren’t always a paradise of pleasure for everyone. “Have you seen those two young ones again?” I asked Paul at some point. “No, not that I know of!” “Oh, there they are!” I spotted them through the crowd at the other end of the room, heading toward the playrooms. “Well, Paul, let’s go. I’ve already had a few orgasms tonight, but you’ve only had one—from me!” I’d jerked him off while I was being taken. He loves that! Unfortunately, he came because I wasn’t paying attention. But he should be ready again by now.