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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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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025
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The Old Slut
Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Hentai Images – Naked Illustrations
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Emily White
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Table of Contents
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Table of Contents
Introduction
The old slut
Mrs. Marisa
The ride
At the disco
A Saturday morning...
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 old slut
Estimated age around seventy, very short very light blonde hair, Christmas tree earrings and heavy make-up that, however, didn't completely disfigure her still beautiful features, a sign that she must have been very attractive when she was younger. She always wore very showy clothes with generous necklines that highlighted her large breasts that seemed as if they were about to burst out at any moment. Her attitude was very evident, that of a slut hungry for the last cocks that her age allowed her and, all in all, I thought that I wouldn't have minded satisfying her. She was accompanied by her husband, a much older man who followed her with the unsteady gait of the very elderly.
We were paired up during one of the games organized by the village entertainment. With a surfboard, she sat paddling with an oar and I was behind her pushing her along while flipping through the water, we had to reach the buoy and return. On the way out all was well, but when it came to turning, Marisa (that was her name) slipped and fell into the water. In an attempt to help her get back up I tried to lift her but with little success and, after an initial hesitation, I put my hand on her bottom to give her a better push. In the excitement I found myself with my hand between her thighs without her saying anything. I thought that perhaps because of the agitation of the moment, she hadn't noticed, and I continued, this time intentionally, to insist by holding her hand in just the right spot and also applying a little pressure with my fingers right where I thought her clitoris was. I felt her let herself go, opening her legs to make it easier for me to hold her, instead of trying to pull herself up using my push.
We managed to get back up and returned to shore.
While we were waiting for the game to finish, we kept looking at each other and she smiled at me. I went up to her and in a low voice I apologized for my unorthodox attempts to help her back on the surfboard and she smiled at me and told me that she didn't think they were entirely unintentional.
“Anyway, don't worry, they didn't bother me at all.”
I replied that I had insisted because I had noticed that they didn't bother her. A good laugh from both of us ended the conversation.
From that day on, we started hanging out with our spouses and another couple, forming a group on the beach, sharing the same table at lunch and dinner and after dinner. Trying not to be noticed by the others, we exchanged long looks and smiles.
One evening we decided to watch the entertainment on the steps of the small amphitheater and, I don't know how casually, we found ourselves sitting close to each other. When the show began and the lights dimmed, I felt her leg rest against mine and push lightly. I returned the pressure and after a while I took off my moccasin and put my foot on top of hers, “caressing” it while I turned to look at her and she smiled at me. I put my hands on the edge of the seat and began to touch her buttock, being careful not to let my wife notice. Her hand rested on top of mine, caressing it and letting me do as I wished.
