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「記憶の中の君は今も息衝いている。

We all have wild sexual fantasies that we wish could come to life. Some are taboo, though, so we know they can’t happen in our real world but we still think about them—if presented with the opportunity to fantasize about them! That’s what this book aims to achieve; push the boundaries of what’s possible in your world so that you get a peek of the taboo wild sex fantasies that are deeply embedded in your mind!

November 12, 1944. This house holds on to souls for a lifetime. I thought I had given it to my husband when I vowed to love him until the end of time. I lied. Nothing could have prepared me for the day my phantom appeared outside my window. He was terrifying, yet hypnotizing, and I couldn’t deny my intrigue. I never intended to fall into a whirlwind romance with my stalker. Especially because he’s so much more than that. A criminal. A mobster. The man who offers me solace from the monster in Parsons Manor. There are many that haunt these halls, yet it’s only my husband I fear.

#VALUE!

He gave me everything I wanted, right down to the sparkly pearl necklace and the wild, crazy ride on his North Pole, but this sexy Santa has a dark secret. For years, he's been watching me while I sleep, and he knows how much I can take. I always thought Santa was about spreading joy at Christmas, but I couldn't have been more wrong. This filthy Santa prefers to spread something else, and as long as he's willing to give, I'm more than happy to take.

Listen to Lisa from Paris, who wants to star in her very own porn video and Lynn from Oxford who thinks that two heads are better than one. Mr S.G. of Leamington reveals why he prefers things that come in pairs, and Janice from Peterborough tells us why she just loves Bald Men. Miss L.V. of Kings Lynn lets you into the secret of how to banish the office blues while R.B. in Great Dunmow runs a very special mail order service. Plus many many more.

Straight guys don’t have crushes on other dudes, right? Except my roommate, Whit, is intriguing, and I find myself watching him constantly. He’s a mystery I can’t figure out and these feelings I’m having about him are confusing. Then, one night, I find myself wrapped around him, and after that, I can't get enough. But Whit has secrets. He doesn’t let people in, and the more I fall for him, the less I know. I can't let him go, though. Until I realize I’m going to be the one broken at the end of our story.

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「......彼の姿を見た途端、私は戸惑い、クラクラと目眩がした。突然の衝動に駆られて、私はドレスをたくし上げ、床に脱ぎ捨てた。ショーツは汗と欲望で濡れている。

Ich muss fliehen, um mein Leben zu retten. Doch wenn ich wiederkomme, werde ich herrschen. Mir bleibt keine andere Wahl, als vom Solis-Kontinent zu fliehen, obwohl es mir das Herz bricht, meine große Liebe zurückzulassen. Aber ich kann nicht zurückkehren, bevor ich nicht meine Neigungen wiederhabe und an der Seite des Kronprinzen kämpfen kann. Überall lauern Feinde. Diejenigen, denen ich vertraut habe, erweisen sich als die größten Verräter von allen.

Callum Walker kills people for a living. Although he doesn't get a say in who his boss puts on his list, he likes to hunt people who hurt children in his spare time. After a misunderstanding that leads Callum to believe Ryan Fairview—a local funeral director—is responsible for hurting one of the neighbourhood children, he finds his next target. However, Ryan isn't like other morticians. He can see dead people. So, when Callum breaks into Fairview Funerals ready to kill him, Ryan is shocked to find that his would-be murderer is haunted by all the people he's killed.

The Manipulator. I can manipulate the emotions of anyone who lets me. I will make you hurt, make you cry, make you laugh and sigh. But my words don't affect him. Especially not when I plead for him to leave. He's always there, watching and waiting. And I can never look away. Not when I want him to come closer. The Shadow. I didn't mean to fall in love. But now that I have, I can't stay away. I'm mesmerized by her smile, by her eyes, and the way she moves. I'll keep watching and waiting. Until I can make her mine. And once she is, I'll never let her go.

ジェニーは不本意ながらも決心する。

I first saw the Folk when I was a little boy, when they started appearing in my garden, with their unnatural, cruel beauty and honeyed words and veiled taunts. I grew up with big green eyes watching me from the forest. Whispers from the trees. Shimmering skin darting between the bushes. Black creatures always lurking in the shadows. While they were here, I thought nothing of them. It wasn’t until they were gone that I realise it wasn’t…normal. But it isn’t until I’m twenty-one, when my life is in ruins, that they come back to take me away.

#VALUE!

Mr. Cormack’s shop was real quiet that afternoon so I decided to spice things up. I flipped the sign to ‘closed’ and gave myself an amazing orgasm, but he wasn’t happy when he came back to find I shut the shop! At first he’s taken aback, but soon he’s giving me the punishment I deserve as he breaks me open and takes my anal virginity in one rough encounter that leaves me gaping!

Meet Miranda. She is a cheerful and happy-go-lucky single girl who just happens to be a dominatrix with a dungeon in her flat where she services clients with flogging and extreme correction and (if she's lucky) gets the occasional slave to pay her for the honour of doing her vacuuming.

「『準備はいい？』君が優しい声で問いかける。その微笑みはいつもの君そのものだ。

The path to self-acceptance has always felt like an uphill battle for me. It's hard not to feel that way when the most important people in my life decided long ago they can't accept me as I am, that they don't want a gay son, a feminine son, a boy who likes pretty things. Caring for myself from a young age has come with a lot of hardships, but finding myself bruised, homeless, and sleeping in my car just about tops the list. Fortunately, the person I least expect offers to take me in and share his home with me.

#VALUE!