Your Friend Voyeur E-Book

Emily White

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

Seitenzahl: 43

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Step into a world where desire is drawn in ink and passion whispers between the lines. In Your Friend Voyeur, Emily White blends evocative storytelling with expressive, manga-inspired illustration, creating a collection of erotic tales that are as visual as they are intimate. Each story captures the beauty of contemporary encounters, told with heat, elegance, and an artist’s eye for detail. The title story, Your Friend Voyeur, follows a woman whose playful performances online awaken a dangerous thrill — and lead her to a summer meeting she cannot resist. Behind closed doors and high garden walls, what begins as a digital temptation becomes a flesh-and-blood surrender, an adventure steeped in secrecy, risk, and intoxicating attraction. "The house was hidden behind a wall of green. He opened the door with a smile that was both invitation and command. In that moment, I knew — I was about to lose myself completely." Charged with sensual imagery and brought to life through elegant, manga-style illustrations, this collection invites you to linger in a hidden world of illustrated intimacy. Dare to turn the page… where every secret is drawn in shadow and light.

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Your Friend Voyeur

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

A friend invites you to dinner

A Strange Honeymoon

Your friend Voyeur

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 friend invites you to dinner

I know a lot of people, but I think I only have one true friend: Alberto.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but he calls me often. He told me on the phone that he has met a fabulous woman to whom he wants to devote all his free time.

Here he is: he's calling. I answer. He says, "Are you coming to Silvano's around eight? It's my treat tonight, and I'll bring Anna so you can meet her."

"Silvano's" is the restaurant we often go to. I don't know who Anna is, but it doesn't take a genius to guess that she's the "fabulous woman" who's been keeping him busy lately.

I accept the invitation for at least two reasons: I want to see my friend again and I'm curious to meet this mysterious Anna, the femme fatale.

At eight o'clock sharp, I'm at Da Silvano. I've just parked my car in the private parking lot reserved for customers when I see Alberto's unmistakable car arrive. I follow it with my eyes and a little curiosity: I want to meet the famous Anna.

When I see her get out of the car, I almost have a heart attack. I know her very well! Of course, the name Anna should have rung a bell, but there are countless Annas out there; it's not a rare name like, say, Domitilla or Salicandra.

For a moment, I wonder how Alberto could not have recognized her as "my" Anna, the one with whom I had a brief (but intense) relationship two years ago.

But then I remember that Alberto had gone to London for a long time during that period, so I had never introduced her to him, and who knows, maybe when I told him about her (because I never had any secrets from him), I didn't even mention her name, and even if I had, as I said earlier, there are countless Annas in the world.

I see Alberto pointing at me, Anna looking at me.

She opens her eyes wide, asks Alberto something, then laughs and looks at me.

I go over to them.

Alberto says something like, "I see you two already know each other."

No one answers him; Anna and I hug like old friends; she says, "So you're the great friend Alberto always talks about," just as I say to her, "So you're the femme fatale Alberto always talks about."

We laugh at the timing and similarity of our phrases, look at each other and, again in unison, say, "You haven't changed," and "You haven't changed."

Alberto intervenes with a tone of surprise and disappointment, "There's a lot of understanding between you, I see."

I smile and say, "Once we did, we understood each other instantly."

"Not always," Anna points out, "otherwise we wouldn't have lost touch."

I remind her, "We decided together to end our relationship, if you remember correctly."

"I remember perfectly. We said we wouldn't continue seeing each other in a certain way, not that we wouldn't see each other anymore."