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  Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Woman...

  John Cleland

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  Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (1749) was the first widely-read English novel in the genre “Erotica.” It was written by John Cleland as he was serving hard time at a debtor’s prison in London. Over the centuries, the novel has been repeatedly banned by authorities, assuring its preeminent role in the history of the ongoing struggle against censorship of free expression. 
  Until Fanny Hill, previous heroines had conducted their amorous liaisons “off-stage.” Any erotic misadventures were described euphemistically. As women who had gone astray, they always repented, which made even their most outrageous dalliances somehow suitable for a moralistic readership. The protagonist of Fanny Hill, however, never repented a single moment of her sexual exploits … quite the contrary! And with Fanny, the devil is in the details, realistically described. (Summary by Denny Mike)

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  Hunters - A BDSM Ménage Erotic...

  Simone Leigh

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  Lost to the Traffickers 
  Beth has been taken by traffickers. 
  Trying to rescue her, Charlotte is lost. 
  What will their Masters do? 
  A BDSM, Ménage Erotic Romance and Thriller 
  Playtime 4 hours 15 minutes 
  5 stars: ".... this is one toe-curling action-packed, tantalizing, sizzling, panties-melter, non-stop Thriller..." Melody: Amazon.com

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  He Spanked Me in Front of the...

  Ruan Willow

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   Alexa, whom Henry often called Kitten, was horny. Henry was asleep. He'd been up working during the night so was sleeping in while a morning snowstorm raged outside. Alexa sipped her coffee as her horniness blossomed and her inner brat blinked, smiled, and then she stripped. She had a perfectly evil idea. She was going to poke the bear and trigger Henry's aggressive Dom mode. She stalked up the stairs naked and with a running leap pounced on top of Henry. He woke and indeed his inner Dom bear roared. What she received shocked her, but it was most definitely one of the top wants on her sexual bucket list.

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  Maid for Punishment - Lesbian...

  Laura Vixen

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  When she is taken on as a maid for a wealthy lesbian couple, a young woman can’t help exploring their home when they leave for a business conference. It leads to her coming across their punishment room, which is filled with BDSM equipment.  
  Excited at what she finds, she ends up playing with herself, but forgets to return a riding crop to its mount. Confronted by the couple on their return, she confesses to what she did. Not wanting to lose her job, she submits to being punished and is taken back to the room for a session of BDSM love.  
  This story contains sex scenes and is suitable for adults only. All characters are fictional and are over 18 years old.

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  The Erotic Poet And The Nude...

  Blair Erotica

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  Jezebel is an erotic poet. Her publisher has sent her to meet with a young photographer who specializes in nudes. Because she captures erotic sentiment in verse and he explores it in black and white images, the publisher thinks they should collaborate, and explore the creative process. 
  Their highly charged encounter provides them both with artistic and erotic challenges that lead to sensual experiences and new insights. 
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       The moment she walked through the door, she felt his gaze on her, brushing over her face and body as gently as a lover's touch. Then she watched his expression change from astonishment to eagerness as he raised the camera which was draped around his neck and began clicking off shots. 
       He was young. She guessed she had probably five years on him, but he was no kid, even if he dressed poorly. He had that scruffy art college look with jeans and ragged tee-shirt, and longish hair. He moved gracefully, dancing in bare feet across over the wooden floor. The clothes, the hair, made her aware of her clothing, which was simple but high quality. 
       She didn't feel overdressed however; her silk blouse and cotton skirt were almost outside of fashion, one of those timeless looks women could achieve with work. Her clothing helped her to remain difficult to see—nearly invisible as an observer should be. 
       She wasn’t surprised by the way he dressed. That kind of affectation, or unawareness of his appearance — whichever it was in his case — and the polar opposite of fastidious costumes, were the normal extremes the creative people she knew inhabited. After a while, it meant nothing.

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  Gay: 50 Shades of Gay

  Kathleen Hope

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  “Just be gentle,” he said softly, cupping Allen’s cheek and tugging his lower lip free before kissing him again. His hand slid from Allen’s cheek to his shoulder, to his chest and the work rough thumb rubbed against a nipple until it peaked. “Don’t need to rush.”Allen’s breath was already coming short. He wondered if he’d even be able to make it very long, let alone until Bill was inside of him. Thunder crashed almost on top of them, startling Allen, as his focus was all on Bill.“Just relax,” murmured Bill, kissing down..."

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