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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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With the Chubby Girl at Work
Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Hentai Pictures
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Emily White
Copyright
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
Table of Contents
Copyright
Table of Contents
Introduction
ASHLEY, A GIRL WHO PAYS, WHO REALLY PAYS WITH HER SERVICE
THE FAIR ARRIVES IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
THE ADVENTURES OF THE GODDESS OF LOVE AND SEX
HIRED (TO FUCK)
I GAVE AWAY MY GIRLFRIEND
WITH THE FAT GIRL AT WORK
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.
ASHLEY, A GIRL WHO PAYS, WHO REALLY PAYS WITH HER SERVICE
In that long-awaited promotion that came out of the blue, I had to fly urgently and stay in one of those long-stay hotels while I had interviews and then protocols to follow, and then I had to settle into my new office in the Southeast. After a week and a half, I was feeling a little familiar with the city and decided to have breakfast at a different restaurant than the hotel. I went to a mall two blocks from the hotel.
I arrived at the restaurant and it was quite crowded and when it was my turn the waiter or whoever was receiving me took me to a table for four since it was the only one available. I sit down and see that at the next table is a beautiful blonde girl, wearing a sporty outfit that suits her rich, sculpted body. Her face is beautiful and well made up, although in addition to that well marked beauty that is hard to go unnoticed, her full lips seemed to have the effect of some cosmetic treatment to make them so sensual. Of course, I sat in the position that gave me the best chance to see her.
For some reason she had to leave her table for a few seconds and that gave me a chance to see how her thong rubbed deliciously through her jumpsuit and revealed that poem of an ass she had. Nor could her firm, golden-skinned breasts go unnoticed, which would make anyone wish they would die and be reincarnated as the son of this beautiful woman. Within the first five minutes she gave me a warm smile, which I returned with a short phrase: Good morning!
I think my greeting was the threshold for her to lean over and ask if she could join me at my table. Of course I thought the logical thing to do: she wanted me to pay her bill. But well, it was really worth it if that was the case, since it was really the company I worked for that was paying, since it was part of my per diem. He asks me with a smile:
-Do you mind if I share your table?
-No, not at all. It will be a pleasure to share it with such a beautiful girl like you. But on second thought, why don't we share yours? - And I was the one who moved to her table.
-Ashley Brooks. -She introduced herself.
-Tony Zena. - And I held out my hand.
We talk and joke around a bit. She said she was a sophomore at a local college, worked in marketing with an entertainment agency, didn't have a boyfriend and wasn't planning to for the time being, liked sports, and I estimated she was about 22. For my part she knew I was just passing through, that I worked for this chemical company whose headquarters were in this town, that I wasn't married, and stressed that she didn't believe me, but she had told me without much hesitation that she thought I was handsome and a charming man, and one of her last compliments was an observational one that several people have already told me: for some reason he likes the way I take my food. Ashley even gave him an adjective: Sensual.
-Really! You have a very sensual way of eating.
-You don't mean I look like someone with homosexual behavior? - and he laughs.
-No! Not at all...in fact I find you very manly and your style is flirtatiously suggestive. -Now I'm the one who burst out laughing.
In the end, as I said, I paid her bill and Ashley thanked me, although she insisted she would pay her share. It didn't hurt to pay it, it was a nice moment to appreciate the beauty that nature gives us, although I think in Ashley's case, it has something to do with a scalpel and some grease treatment on her lips to make them look so sensual that they make you want to bite them. Upon parting, she surprises me with a kiss on the cheek that almost touches our lips and tells me the following:
-Mr. Zena, it was a great pleasure to meet you, share breakfast with a man as elegant and sensual as you are. Since you will be in my city for a few days, if you need any kind of entertainment, please do not hesitate to call me. I'll leave you my business card, but I suggest that if you want to be entertained, check this website, but if you want a good discount, call me directly. -And with a pen she wrote on the same business card her cell phone number.
Ashley Brooks was obviously a very suggestive and enormously beautiful woman and she had left me intoxicated with her sweet pheromone filled scent. I didn't pay attention to the card, because I wanted to enjoy the last seconds watching the sensual woman walk and how she wiggled that rich ass where the tight mark of her tiny thong was evident.
Being a Saturday, I go back to the hotel and I have to say, as I said before, this is a long stay hotel. It is not a regular room. At least the room provided by the company had a formal kitchen and living room, a small office with fax and internet, a large bathroom with jacuzzi, of course a large bedroom with a spectacular view of the golf course and a small laundry room.
I got to my room and the first thing I did was to go online and see what this entertainment company had to offer. The card suggested something, but I wanted to see if there were more details. I logged on and saw their front page, which was even more suggestive, it was a menu of hostesses, but they were actually upper-class prostitutes, as the minimum one hour service was no less than $300.00. I look at the menu and find this girl who says her name is Ashley Brooks, and now I am sure that is not her name. I look at the details which are very specific and very extensive and also take up more than one page, where they also show some semi-nude photos of the girl I just had breakfast with. Some of the details I remember specifying in her profile were as follows:
Ashley Brooks, white, 23, boob job, fully shaved (wax treatment), 5'6" tall, 55 pounds, measures 90-58-90, tattoos on lower back and pelvic area, heterosexual intercourse only, oral, vaginal, (anal is a personal agreement), boyfriend/girlfriend treatment is available, speaks English only.
They also specified her tastes: she likes dancing, long walks, merlot wine, reading... and so on, down to the prices per session: one hour at her home $300, out $450, two hours $500, out $750. Executive session $1000 (6 hours) and so on that go into much more detail.
After a couple of hours of browsing that site, I decide to call Ashley and see if she has time that Saturday afternoon, since I have a golf appointment with some executives on Sunday afternoon and the same site recommended making an appointment 24 hours in advance. Anyway, I decided to call her and see if an appointment was possible.
-Ashley, this is Tony Zena, the person you had breakfast with in the morning.
-Mr Zena, it's so good to hear from you! What! Have you visited the portal?
-Yes, yes, I did and that's why I'm calling you.
-Tell me, how can I help you.
-Well, I know it's last minute, but I wanted to know if you have time this afternoon, I'm interested in executive service.
-I'm sorry Mr. Zena, I'm celebrating my mother's birthday tonight and I think I'll be back after 8 or 9pm, but I have time for tomorrow night.
-Well, in that case, let's set a time for 10 or 11 p.m. if you can.
Of course, from the $1000.00 executive session to an hour, it was a $700.00 dollar difference that I knew she was missing, and she nimbly responds with a counter offer, after asking me a few brief questions.
-What are you doing tomorrow afternoon?
-I have a golf game at 2:00 p.m. that could last two or three hours.
-I'm going to make you an offer that I know you'll like, but I need to know if it's feasible for you since I need to plan my time.
-Tell me...
-How about the presidential session at the same price as the executive and we start it tonight after celebrating with my mom.
-I don't remember the details of the presidential session!
-Let me refresh your memory: 24 hours, everything is unlimited and of course you can stay overnight here, I have a sensual massage for you that I know you'll love, and you'll have every position you can imagine and as many times as you want.
-Is the date secure?
-Yes, it's safe, although for your convenience I will call you an hour earlier so you can get ready in advance. Because I assume you want to come here, right? If I come with you there is an extra charge.
-No problem, I'll come to your house and call me when you're ready.
-Ok, here's the thing...kiss Mr. Zena.... Ah...one more question, how do you want me to dress? What do you like?
-Normal, casual... well, I don't like leather or fancy lingerie. I like simple but sensual. -I said.
-Ok, well...see you later.
Well, this was going to be my second whore to fuck me and, although quite expensive, I justified it to myself, as my birthday was approaching and I had managed to move up another rung in the company and was now only one more rung away from the presidency, although, ironically, I was going to be given, according to Ashley, a presidential session tonight. I spend the hours waiting, drinking grapefruit and orange juice, avoiding alcohol, as I know most women don't like the smell of an alcoholic, even if she is a whore for hire. I'm anxiously waiting for the time to come and at 8pm Ashley calls me.
-Mr Zena, I'm ready, I'm already in my apartment. -He gives me his address and asks me again. - When do you think you will be here?
-I need to look at the map and call you back.
-My apartment is close by, just minutes from where we had breakfast today.
-If so, I can be there in the next 20 minutes.
-Well, that's fine. I suggest you bring extra underwear and clothes, your sanitary utensils. When you get to that address talk to me and I'll give you the security code for the complex so you can get in.
