The Return E-Book

Emily White

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

Seitenzahl: 42

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Step into a world where passion leaps from the page and art becomes desire. Emily White’s collection fuses sensual storytelling with expressive, tasteful manga-inspired illustrations, transforming intimate moments into visually charged experiences. Each story captures the heat of contemporary romance, the thrill of anticipation, and the art of erotic fantasy made tangible. In the title story, The Return, longing has lingered in every corner of Elena’s thoughts since Paolo left. Months of whispered memories, secret touches, and quiet fantasies culminate in a reunion charged with playful tension and raw desire. As she prepares for his arrival, every detail — from her delicate lace to the subtle scent lingering on her skin — becomes a signal of the passion about to ignite. “The door opened, and the world shifted. Paolo’s presence was a spark against the quiet night; every glance, every touch promised pleasures imagined and remembered, waiting to unfold.” A sensual journey through illustrated intimacy, where every brushstroke and word draws you closer — and fantasy becomes reality.

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The Return

Collection of Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Nude Manga and Hentai Images

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Emily White

Imprint

© 2025 Emily White

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tredition GmbH, Heinz-Beusen-Stieg 5, 22926 Ahrensburg, Germany.

The work, including its parts, is protected by copyright. The author is responsible for its contents. Any use without the author's permission is prohibited. Publication and distribution are by order of the author, who can be contacted at the following address: Emily White, Schwedter Allee 23, 16303 Brandenburg, Germany.

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Table of Contents

Imprint

Table of Contents

Introduction

The Return

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.

The Return

It's been a while since Paolo left, and in that time I've thought about him a lot, about his body, his sex, and many times between the sheets I found myself touching myself thinking about him.

Once, in the shower, I even had an orgasm.

I thought about his big hands on my body, on my breasts and hips, how he approached me and penetrated me deeply.

I tried to remember my orgasms and his, his semen inside my body. I never made him come with my mouth because when he was close to coming, he would pull away and penetrate me, making me come intensely, or I would interrupt his orgasm by biting him.

One of these times, in the shower, I masturbated until I came with my fingers and the shampoo bottle; I was home alone and between moans I whispered his name, hoping he would come back.

And now, hooray, Paolo is back. Several months have passed and Paolo got in touch. He returned to Sardinia and the first thing he did was call Marco on his cell phone. Marco told him we would call him back in the evening in my presence.

That evening, in front of the TV, Marco said to me, "I have a surprise for you!" I widened my eyes and immediately knew what it was: "Paolo is in Sardinia!" He said yes, and I grabbed his cell phone to call him.

Paolo answered immediately and was very sweet.

Paolo: "My love, I've thought about you so many times these past few months," "My little slut, I want to fuck you tonight,"

Elena: "Am I your love or your little slut?" I asked.

Paolo: "Both," he replied.

I laughed sincerely at the mixture of love and perversion: "Give me 15 minutes, I'll put on my garter belt and we'll join you."

Paolo: "I've got the whole weekend free, shall we stay together?"

Elena: "Sure, fantastic, we're free too, it'll be great!"

I ran to my room, not sure what to wear. I had to be sexy, but not too obvious.

First, I took a shower and trimmed the hair around my pubic area with a razor. I don't like being completely shaved, but I also don't like having hair getting in the way while I'm being fucked. I also put on a good amount of moisturizer and, something I never would have imagined doing before I met Paolo, I lubricated my anus thoroughly with body oil.

I knew Paolo wouldn't let me get away, and I didn't want to hurt myself.

Actually, I liked it last time, but I also hurt myself despite lubricating with my vaginal fluids. I don't know if it's because I'm not used to being penetrated from behind or because Paolo is quite thick.

Marco and I haven't had much anal sex, and we haven't done it for a while now. I'm sure that if I had the chance to spend two or three days with Paolo, it might hurt the first time, but then he would stretch me out properly.

Maybe it's just a matter of relaxing, not thinking about it and not resisting. We'll see. This time I'd be more ready for anal sex.