Sex in the Supermarket. 43 E-Book

Emily White

• Herausgeber: tredition
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Serie: Adult Erotica Love Stories of Hentai Desires: Seductive Curves, Filthy Dreams, Naked Illustrations, Sex Games, Uncensored Hardcover Tales
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 66

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

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Sex in the Supermarket. 43

Collection of Adult and Erotic Manga Stories with Nude Pictures

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Emily White

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Table of Contents

Copyright

Table of Contents

Introduction

Follow-me!

Chapter 44

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.

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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.

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Chapter 44

So, now what? I guess you're wondering. After breaking up with Casandra, more or less peacefully and consensually, a whole new world of possibilities lay before me. But I asked myself the same question, "What now?", I had no idea what the hell to do with my life.

It had been about two weeks since my breakup, with my blondie, and I was a robot going from home to work and from work to home. I would go for a run or bike ride every now and then to clear my head and keep fit, without a direction or goal, I just felt like I was resting. Like I said, without a clear goal, I become lethargic and my life becomes boring.

The first idea that crossed my mind was to text all the women on my cell phone, like when I made our engagement with Casandra official, but with a picture of my cock and the message "I'm free." I thought it would be fun, and no doubt some of them would come over for sex, but I felt it would be a throwback, back to being lost in the sea that Cassandra, for better or worse, had pulled me out of. Out of the question.

The second idea was to be single, and sexless, for a while, a period of mourning, or to clear my head, but it was almost as bad a decision as the first, and even more so with the usual driving lessons in the afternoon with my three friends. Alicia had already gotten her license, but she drove us anyway, and thank goodness, it was a psychological barrier, with her there I didn't dare attack the other two. Lara was even more anxious, knowing that she had broken up with Casandra. I still had to put Naira between my legs to teach her to shift gears, she was already doing it on her own, but "I feel safer this way," she told me, as she pressed her ass against my cock. So that was also out of the question.

The third idea was a consequence of the second one, I couldn't stand another minute without fucking, with a huge pain in my balls, and I also had huge erections watching cologne ads or something. I was masturbating two or three times a day, but God knows it wasn't the same. So it occurred to me that I could call Eli, or my Leona, and vent to them, they would love it. I figured that way I could get by.

The day I decided to call them, almost written by a ghoulish being, I got a call from work. Apparently they were about to close the supermarket and were sending me on my way. The news felt like a kick in the balls, it was a great job, few hours on weekends and good pay, but the recession was starting to show its ugly face. I went through a week of paperwork, it didn't screw up my life, with the penthouse I owned, and the salary of the rest of my family, we were living more than well, we even saved, and my salary was all for me, except to pay for gas and my cell phone, I had money left over every month. Of the 40,000 euros I still had in Madame's bank, I had saved another 10,000 euros from my salary, and more than that could have been, if I hadn't paid for my vacation with Cassandra, or some odd whim. In addition, I was given a large severance package for my layoff and maximum unemployment benefits for three years of work.

Financially it wasn't a problem, but I couldn't afford to sit at home and lounge around all day while everyone else worked, and even if I had my own money, my pride wouldn't let me. So I did what everyone else was doing lately, I looked for a job.

As I said, the crisis was beginning, and it was noticeable, they hardly called for interviews, and everything was commercial, phone sales or cold sales, always on commission, with no base salary. This seemed outrageous to me, so I said no, but it had been a month since I was fired, and my sister, although she was aware of everything, her temper was beginning to sour, and her face when she saw me lying at home when she left and came home from work, was to shake. The idea of going back to work with Madame in a way that, even if it was fictitious, would give me a job, crossed my mind every day, but the problem was the same as always, it would mean saving Zeus, and I was too scared, not to mention frightened. I also think poor Cassandra endured an escape from him, the day before we broke up, those four times in a row, kicking her ass without paying attention to her pleas and cries.... it wasn't me, or so I wanted to believe.

I was a little tired of spending all day at home and my father told me that without being overwhelmed by money, I could try to get into one of the jobs that came up, commissioned sales, at least it would be better than nothing. Hearing it from his lips and in his emphatic voice, I didn't think it was a bad idea, the truth was that in almost every interview they had taken me on, even if there were a lot of us or just me, they liked my lip and my self-esteem, I was the one turning them down.

The next call about a job of the same type, I didn't hang up when I asked if it was on commission and they said yes, I set up the interview and went more or less dressed. I didn't want to look too serious or too careless, I wore two pairs of pants to contain any erection, which at that point a hug would make me look like a rock, a pair of pants, a t-shirt and a shirt to match, as my mother had ordered, since I don't understand it, and a coat over the clothes, since it was starting to get cold. I didn't even want to stand out, more than one interviewer had clearly hit on me, and I didn't want to get a job through sex, it felt degrading.