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"I feel dizzy and light as a feather. Our hands explore each other's bodies, and all our clothes end up on the floor. When I pull her tank top over her, head, I notice that she is not wearing a bra and her nipples are stiff and erect. I pull myself away from her mouth to taste one of her nipples, and I massage her firm and small breasts as I suck and nibble them carefully. I have longed for this for so long." It is only November, but the first snow is already falling. Tova is recently single.

"He kisses her, first gently, then he grabs her hair and pulls it, forcing her chin upwards. She looks at him, and he looks at her. Then he kisses her again, hungrier this time. With his other hand, he lets his fingers wander from her right knee up under her skirt. She trembles in his arms, but he holds her hard, she is going nowhere." James and Andrea are bored with their predictable sex life. Both of them dream about excitement and pleasure, but they have never talked about their fantasies with each other.

"He glides into me slowly and puts some of his weight on me which makes my body press hard against Sofia's and I struggle to make my first orgasm last as long as possible in between their slippery bodies. I meet Sofia's gaze and her lips. They are incredibly soft and tastes like strawberry wine. Her tongue is slippery and smooth. She does her best to embrace both me and her boyfriend with her long arms and legs. I am surrounded by their bodies, their scent and their touch.

Zander Argyris never expected to reign over the Woodland Realm. He preferred living in the shadow of his stepbrother, Tristan Gallagher, being second in command of the Royal Guard, and spending his day's charming nymphs - until Magali. The last thing Magali Grayson needs is to get her heartbroken, again. After falling for her Academy friend, Ryker, and then watching him fall even harder for her roommate, Ireland, Magali never really left room in her heart for someone else - until Zander.

The summer of 1968 is warm and humid, but rife with possibilities. Something is in the air; something more than thunder and lightning. Sally and her husband, Otis, have decided to spend the summer in their small cabin by The North Sea. Her career as a ballerina is over, and Sally is ready to have children. She spends her days enjoying the sun, thinking of her future and trying to make her husband be as interested in her, as he is in his congregation. But, when she is injured on the beach, she meets the doctor, James Black, who does more than just fix her leg.

‘He continues with alternating blows and caresses, burning yet sweet. Aroused by his firm spanking, an intense heat spreads through my body and grips me. What is happening to me?’ Torture and humiliation... When shame becomes a pleasure, should we let desire lead the way? Alice will discover not only the answer to this question but much more, as she explores the limits of her eroticism, guided by a lover with very particular tastes... From exhibitionism to voyeurism to domination, Alice is swept along in an erotic journey of self-discovery.

"He locks the door behind them, grabs her waist and pulls her close. He moves his hand along the inside of her thigh, and it's all it takes for her to be ready. She pulls up her skirt, pulls down her stockings and lets him bend her forward over the sink. He grabs her buttocks, moves two fingers along her labia, back and forth towards her clitoris. The sensation spreads throughout her body like fire." When a new bar opens in her neighbourhood, she has to go there, and her passion is immediately brought back to life by a stranger in a suit.

Erotica, sex, desire, lust, passion, valentine, night, forbidden, teacher, student "When Moa pressed herself against him, she could feel his hard-on, and her body turned to jelly. Stefan took her hand, guided her to his cock, and she started stroking it on the outside of his trousers. He slipped his hand in between her buttocks and his thumb found its way into her anus.

Erotica, sex, desire, lust, passion, excitement, fantasy, horny, short story "And he knows, just as much as she does, that this is her favourite. All she has to do is to step into the shower, lean against the wall and let the water wash over her. She doesn't have to speak. And just as she thought, he squats in front of her and brings his tongue closer to her vagina." There are no rules in the collective. Nobody belongs to anybody else. Nobody has exclusive rights. Some of the residents are even married, but they still share. She can kiss him.

Erotica, sex, desire, lust, passion, excitement, fantasy, horny, short story Maya has never had a boyfriend. As a matter of fact, she’s never been in love. When her brother, Jimmy, calls her one day asking her to head out to their hanger to repair a plane, she thinks that it’ll be a day just like any other. Maya doesn’t know that her brother has arranged a charter flight for a handsome man only to stand him up. Maya quickly offers to fly him, but she ends up being the one reaching soaring heights ...

Stolen glances and dreamy scenarios in a train carriage. Outside, rain drizzles down lightly across the open countryside. Inside, two women sit across from each other, one of them getting more and more interested in the other’s every move. Soon, the fantasy grows so intense that she must do something, anything, to feed her mounting desire. Katja Slonawski writes exciting and charged short stories about ordinary people in extraordinary situations.

»Woman without man looking for someone to spend the evening with. You will find me in the bar at Palace Hotel, 9pm, New Year's Eve. I will be wearing a black, full-length dress.« Four very different women find themselves with no plans on New Year’s Eve. Looking for a date, they decide to place an ad in the classifieds section. This New Year’s will be full of chance encounters and unexpected passion. Katja Slonawski writes exciting and charged short stories about ordinary people in extraordinary situations.

"Turn around", she says. And of course, he turns around. His ass is strong and soft under Linda's hands. She grabs his buttocks and spreads them. She can hear him gasp just before she leans forward and licks him there. The scent is both stronger and discrete here, less perfume but a lot more Lucas. She starts by letting her tongue wander from his balls and upwards, past his anus and to his lower back. She does it twice, no three times. Then she slowly licks him around his anus.

"The singles section at Le Glamour is designed like a sex relay with various stops. The air is so heavy with testosterone that you can almost touch it. It’s warm. The first stop consists of a wall of black-painted Masonite with round holes of various sizes in it. On one side, guys insert their cocks; on the other side, women suck them off." In an attempt to spice up their honeymoon, Julia and Jonathan follows José to a nudist village, sex club and swingers party at Cap d’Agde.

About the series: "I want to tell you the story of my life. Or at least a part of my life. A part of my life which is all me, but which is hidden. My sex life. That is what I was made for. It is what I do best" The world is full of men, and the first-person narrator in this series is a female Don Juan, who simply cannot say no. Eva loves her husband and her kids, but to her, they are not enough.

"Fiona lets her tongue slide over Hannah's teeth, it feels intimate and primal. Hannah replies by biting it and grabbing Fiona's buttocks. When Fiona cups Hannah's breast, her hand slides away, their bodies are already slippery from the sweat. When she grabs it again, harder this time, she can feel Hannah's nipple stiffen in her palm. She spreads her legs wider and falls even deeper down towards Hannah. Hannah’s vagina presses against Fiona’s wet pussy, her hips against her inner thighs.

Mathilde’s friend Stephanie has a new boyfriend, and tonight Mathilde is meeting him for the first time. She’s been invited to an intimate dinner, just the three of them. But Stephanie’s new boyfriend works in porn. Just the thought of how well-endowed he must be makes her wet... But how do you talk to a porn star? She has a hunch that something special will happen this evening. Her intuition is strong and she knows that it’s rarely wrong.

Erotica, sex, desire, lust, passion, excitement, fantasy, horny, short story "When the door to the toilet opens, I am humping the sink vigorously with my hand in my panties and two fingers inside my vagina. Shocked and incredibly embarrassed I turn to see who has just opened the door that I was completely sure that I had locked. Of course, it's him. Tall, gangly, wiry. And most importantly—with a pulsating bulge in his jeans." The protagonist is going on a seven-hour long train journey.

"Her fingers itch, and she can't wait any longer, she traces the contour of her vagina. In a circular movement, she lets her hands get closer and closer to her core. Lets her fingers wander over her labia. Light as a feather, she strokes herself as her labia grows bigger and bigger and spreads wider and wider. Then she pulls back her clitoral hood and exposes her clitoris. It is still too sensitive for her to touch, but not for her to look at." The knock on the door makes Lea jump.

"My right hand embarks on a voyage down to her clitoris, whilst the other curls over her neck, turning her head: I want to taste her, her tongue, her smell, her heady perfume of jasmine imported from India. I am wet and I hope she is too." Lust in Imperial Russia is the story of a singer, brought into a world of sumptuous debauchery and delight, that of the Tsars of Imperial Russia in 1915.