Genesis Chapter 18

I’ve always been someone with a strong, restless libido I can’t quite explain. I’ve never gone to a doctor about it, but I know myself well enough to realize it’s something that comes and goes in waves, especially when I'm ovulating. During that time of the month, I'd need to do it two to three times a day or my body would feel extremely uncomfortable. Normally, my tall, broad-shouldered husband would be the one to ease that ache and fill the emptiness in me. However, lately he’s been impossibly busy, away on business trips for weeks at a time…

“Sir, I beg you to let me go! Don’t touch me! No!” My voice broke into sobs. The stranger forced me into an uncomfortable position. I wanted to fight back, but he was too strong. Out of shame and confusion, I did everything I could to free myself from his grasp. However, the more I fought back, the more unsettled I became. Eventually, I lost my rationality.

"Ah… Mr. Carter, my legs can't spread any further…" My dance instructor, Cameron Carter, is in the middle of correcting my posture in the dance studio. He grabs me by my inner thighs while pressing on them forcefully. His actions drive my ticklishness to its peak. At the same time, I'm so acutely sensitive that I get wet instantly, soon drenching Cameron's hands with my juices.

My boss, who made me work overtime every single day, finally got what was coming to him. Somehow, he got connected to my new keyboard. It was like he was synced to it. His face flushed red, his eyes brimming with tears. "Don't type anymore," he begged. I just smiled and nudged the mouse. "Don't move the mouse either!" 'Do you expect me to just stop because you said so? Wouldn't that make me look pathetic?' I thought to myself. I kept working until midnight. Just as I was about to leave, I glanced down. The carpet at my boss's feet was soaked through. I figured he must have knocked over his glass of water.

Je benen trillen, schatje, en je ademhaling is zwaar. Zie ik daar angst of is het de brandende lust die je voor me voelt?” Hij drukte zich dichter tegen me aan, mijn lichaam zakte in de muur en hij sloeg een van mijn benen om zijn torso… Hij kwam niet op zoek naar problemen. Problemen kwamen naar hém toe. In deze zinderende, erotische verhalenbundel onthullen vijf getrouwde vrouwen wat er zich werkelijk achter gesloten deuren afspeelde nadat Daniel, de nieuwe man, in de stad was komen wonen. Van voyeuristische ontdekkingen tot schaamteloze verleiding, van langzaam opbloeiend verlangen tot roekeloze overgave, elk verhaal trekt het gordijn open voor een verlangen dat weigert stil te blijven. Rauw. Competitief. Bedwelmend. Want soms is het gevaarlijkste gevoel dat een vrouw kan hebben… gewild zijn. Waarschuwing: Dit boek staat vol spannende erotische korte verhalen. Het bevat volwassen inhoud en is alleen geschikt voor lezers van 18 jaar en ouder. Deze zwoele verhalenbundel zit vol cliffhangers en verboden romantiek. Lees, geniet en vertel me wat je favoriete deel was.

After encountering problems at work, I lose myself in a virtual reality game. I randomly meet a male player in there and depend on my amorous interactions with him to escape reaity. We flirt with each other and have roleplay; he grunts and groans over the microphone. Everything changes when I accidentally reveal my true identity. The young man next door pins me underneath him and roams his hands over my body. When he speaks, his voice is hoarse. "You were great at flirting in the game, weren't you? Why can't you make those noises now?"

กลับบ้านช่วงวันหยุดรอบนี้ ฉันอุตส่าห์จองตั๋วรถไฟแบบนอนได้แท้ ๆ แต่พอตกกลางคืน ตอนที่นอนอยู่บนเตียงแคบ ๆ นี้ ฉันเหลือบตามองผู้ชายร่างใหญ่ที่นอนอยู่เตียงข้าง ๆ แขนล่ำกับไหล่กว้างของเขาเด่นชัดแม้จะอยู่ใต้แสงสลัว……จนฉันรับรู้ถึงความรู้สึกแปลก ๆ ที่พลุ่งพล่านไปทั่วร่าง ฉันซุกตัวอยู่ในผ้าห่มผืนเล็ก ความรู้สึกแปลก ๆ แผ่ซ่านไปทั่วร่าง ชายเสื้อและกระโปรงถูกถลกขึ้นเล็กน้อย ปลายนิ้วเรียวสวยค่อย ๆ ลูบไล้เข้าไปตามชายผ้าอย่างแผ่วเบา ร่างกายฉันร้อนรุ่มจนควบคุมไม่อยู่ ขาทั้งสองข้างสั่นเกร็งและหุบเข้าหากันอย่างไม่รู้ตัว ฉันขบริมฝีปากแน่นเพื่อกดความรู้สึกเสียงซ่าน แต่บางครั้งก็เผลอหลุดเสียงร้องที่น่าอายออกมา และสิ่งที่ฉันไม่เคยคาดคิดเลยคือ ในความมืดนั้นมีดวงตาคมกริบคู่นึง……กำลังจับจ้องทุกการเคลื่อนไหวของฉัน

After my husband has passed away, I feel my carnal desires building rapidly every single day. At night, I yearn for someone to break and conquer me roughly. I'm at the age when I crave physical intimacy the most. Coupled with the weird ailment, I find myself constantly tormented by my urges all the time. Having no other choice left, I can only turn to the village doctor to treat my embarrassingly weird condition. But little do I know that he'll…

My childhood friend said that he was connected with the doll. Now that he had lost it, he called me up to cry. One hand held my phone as I consoled him, while the other toyed with the doll. His voice began to take on a more interesting tone with my purposeful touches… I squeezed and pinched the toy and comforted him, “Shh, I agree with you. Whoever took your toy is a terrible person…”

I'm a killer who accidentally sleeps with a mafia boss twice. The first time, I walk away without saying anything, leaving behind nothing but a note and a bank card. "Fantastic night. Thanks." The second time, he lands himself at the top of the killer hit list and has a sky-high bounty placed on him. Later, he traps me in his room as I fade in and out of consciousness, drowning in his presence. He holds my hand and aims my gun at himself with a chuckle. "You're shaking so badly. Can you even keep your gun steady?"