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Step into a secret world where desire is drawn in ink and stories unfold in the shadows between words and images. The Tourist is a captivating collection of sensual short stories, blending emotionally charged storytelling with the expressive elegance of manga-style illustrations. Written by Emily White, these tales invite readers to explore contemporary intimacy with imagination, nuance, and artistry. At the heart of the collection lies The Tourist, a provocative story of trust, temptation, and reinvention within a marriage. When a couple's Corsican getaway awakens a shared curiosity, their quiet domestic life takes a bold turn. In a tourist town where no one stays for long, fantasy becomes reality—with one simple click. She emerged from the hallway in silk and lace, red lips parted in a knowing smile. A bottle of wine in her hand, her gaze lingered—not on her husband, but on the stranger waiting beside him. That night, the rules changed. The Tourist invites you to watch, to imagine, to feel… and to wonder how far you might go behind closed doors. Some desires arrive with the tide—unexpected, undeniable, and impossible to forget.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

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The Tourist

Hentai & Manga Illustrated Erotic Short Stories – A Steamy Collection of Hardcore, Naughty, and Dirty Fantasies

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Emily White

Imprint

© 2025 Emily White

Printing and distribution on behalf of the author:

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.

Contact address according to the European Product Safety Regulation: [email protected]

Table of Contents

Imprint

Table of Contents

Introduction

A Dream Come True

The Bungalow

The tourist

The 2006 World Cup

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.

A Dream Come True

We are a couple in our forties, married for about 10 years, and we have a great sexual relationship, no problems, nothing to complain about, but I have long wanted to share her with another man. I have always found porn movies exciting where the woman is the center of attention, grappling with two beautiful cocks. The idea that that woman was my wife excited me more and more. I was always looking online for videos where the woman was as similar as possible to my wife: tall and thin with a fabulous ass.

I didn't know how to suggest to my wife that we fulfill my fantasy. One day, while we were doing it, I had the idea of telling her that the night before I had dreamed of fucking her while she sucked another man's cock. Her reaction was unexpected. She was embarrassed but visibly aroused and came immediately afterwards. We talked about this fantasy several times over the following days, but for her it remained a desire that would never be realized.

I didn't give up and, without being too pushy, I continued to try to make her understand how fulfilling it could be for her. When she let herself go more to my fantasies during sex, I suggested she look for someone on this site, but she always found an excuse that she was too afraid of meeting someone she knew in our city.

Luck came my way because, as had often happened in the past, I was forced to move to Rome for about two weeks for a refresher course. At that time, there were no Covid restrictions, and when these opportunities arose, my wife would join me for a few days, taking the opportunity to go shopping and visit the cities where the courses were held.

When she arrived after the first week, I took her straight to the hotel, threw her on the bed, and after taking off her dress and panties, I started licking her pussy, slowly at first and then faster and faster. She was about to come, so I stopped. I wanted her to lose all sense of reality. I started fucking her without penetrating her fully, I picked up the pace and told her that she would enjoy it even more with two men fucking her and that we could find someone we didn't know in Rome to fulfill my fantasy. She said yes, and caught up in the heat of the moment, she said yes even when I asked her explicitly if I could arrange a meeting one of those days.

I knew that if I asked her to confirm, she would change her mind, so I started secretly searching this site for someone who would suit us. I found an ad for a man younger than us, but he seemed particularly serious in his messages. a handsome guy with a similar build to mine but better endowed than me. He was willing to host us, so I wasted no time and arranged to meet him on one of the last evenings of our stay in Rome.

For fear that he would change his mind, I told my wife that a former colleague I had met at the course had invited us to dinner. I told her that he was married with children and a few other lies about him, and she didn't suspect a thing.

That evening, she wore a pair of high heels and a little black dress that showed off her figure, convinced she had to win a beauty contest with another woman, as only women know how to do, especially when they don't know each other.

We took a taxi and reached a residential area on the outskirts of Rome. Our new friend opened the door and introduced himself as Marco. He showed us into his very nice and tidy apartment, but it didn't look like a family home.

My wife asked where his wife and children were, and he replied, embarrassed, that they were on vacation with their grandparents. He was a handsome guy, but he would not have been successful at all if he had tried to pursue an acting career.

Marco brought us some wine, and we started joking and laughing, partly because Marco turned out to be a nice guy and a great host. I noticed that my wife was starting to get a little tipsy, and anticipating what would happen later, I put my hand on her thigh. This was an unusual gesture for me in public, and it didn't take my wife long to put two and two together.

Her cheeks flushed, and I knew she understood when she asked to use the bathroom to buy some time. She returned after several minutes and apologized, saying that the wine had gone to her head and she needed to freshen up. Hearing my wife's explanation, I assumed she was making her way out, but unusually, she sat back down next to me.