Naughty Fantasies: Erotica Bundle

Naughty Fantasies

Erotica Bundle

Ivana Shaft Rowena Anita Swirl

Eromantica Publications

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First Edition: October 2017

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Contents

Introduction

Teachable

Sneak Peek

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Teaching Daphne

Sneak Peek

1. Losing It

2. The Deflowering

3. Insatiable

About Ivana Shaft

A Welcome Intruder

Sneak Peek

Chapter 1

About Anita Swirl

Taken for Granted

Sneak Peek

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Deviant: Calla & Jason - Part 1

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

About Rowena

Also by Rowena

Introduction

This erotic anthology includes 5 hot stories from various spicy authors in which steamy fantasies come to throbbing life!

These sexy tales are a mix of deflowering stories and naughty, dubious behavior!

Includes the following perma-frees:

Teachable - Ivana Shaft

Teaching Daphne - Ivana Shaft

A Welcome Intruder - Anita Swirl

Taken for Granted - Rowena

Deviant: Calla & Jason - Rowena

18+ only*

*NB: The stories depicted here are intended for mature audiences. They most likely contain coarse language and highly graphic depictions of sex acts meant to titillate and excite the reader. All copulating characters are 18 years or older.

Teachable

Ivana Shaft

SYNOPSIS

Inexperienced Sarah is about to start college, but before the untouched blonde goes, she needs a seasoned tutor to break her in hard and raw. Her hot new neighbor is the perfect candidate to tutor her, especially since she’s had a crush on him for a while, long before the sexy older man moved in across the street. Back in the day, he never gave her anything less than a B, but this time, she’s about to score a D!

Copyright © 2014, Ivana Shaft

Sneak Peek

Mr. Smith

…I tiptoe toward the front of the house and watch Sarah from behind one of my new window curtains for a while, hiding from view.

She looks nervous as she stands in front of my door, and when I manage to stop staring at the curve of her large breasts, I notice that her chest is moving quite rapidly; she is breathing hard.

I always wondered how such a tiny little frame as hers could handle such a rack.

She is dressed modestly—probably still self-conscious about any possible nosy neighbors figuring out what she’s up to.

She is holding what looks like a store-bought cake; a housewarming gift, how cute.

Meanwhile, I know the real housewarming gift is under that sundress.

I go to the door and pull it open with a wide smile.

Thank you, I say as she holds the cake up to me. Then I gesture backward, inviting her in.

She jumps when I close the door—we both know what she’s got coming to her.

She looks up at me and says, Nice place you’ve got here, Mr. Smith.

Even nicer now that you’re in it. I look at her intently and lower my voice. Can I help you, Sarah?

Yes, she says. It’s a little personal, but I’ve been having a little trouble in this area.

She lifts up her dress, and I see that she has no underwear on…

1

Sarah

Ileave for college in less than two weeks and still haven’t lost my virginity .

My friends make fun of me and tell me stories about what it’s like to have a stiff, hard cock between their legs, and I find myself growing wet and having to rub myself afterward to ease the throbbing desire to feel the same.

Most of my friends lost their virginity in high school, but none of the guys there interested me.

For some reason, I’m only interested in older men—they’re just sexier and seem stronger.

I had a thing for my History teacher back in the day, but, of course, that couldn’t really go anywhere.

Now that I’m of age I wonder if he’d give me a shot?

Of course, I’m just fantasizing—I no longer see him almost every day, and I don’t even know where to find him, except to maybe pop back in my old school and look around.

I’m tempted sometimes to do just that and see if he’s still there, and if he still makes me hot like he used to.

Every time I saw him walk into class with his dress shirt rolled up to his elbows, revealing strong, masculine forearms, dusted with dark hair, and those black slacks over his tight butt, I needed to fan myself.

He had a strong jaw and thick salt and pepper hair, wise-looking eyes and a gorgeous smile.

My tight little pussy came alive whenever he was around, and I know I wasn’t the only one who thought he was cute either. Lots of girls used to giggle before and after class, tossing around theories about what his dick looks like—how long and wide it would be.

I turned eighteen the summer after graduation, and I figured I’d never see his sexy ass again, or get the chance to feel his large, capable hands on me and find out if what they say about large hands is true.

I wanted him to feel me bounce on top of him as he broke me in and popped my cherry, have him over me, crushing against my southern slit as he pushed his dick in and out of me.

I wanted him to take me from behind—doggy style—like I watched in online clips.

I wanted him to school me on various sexual positions, but I guess I have to settle for someone else.

I don’t want to go to college all untouched and inexperienced, so I keep my eyes open for other possible candidates.

I’m being really careful and picky since I can only lose my virginity once, and I don’t want to give it up to just anyone; I don’t want to resort to having my cherry popped by some young guy sniffing around me.

I need the knowing experience of someone wiser, older, stronger.

I need someone who can make me feel like a woman.

My mom is away for a few days on a brief business trip, so I’m home alone on one of my last lazy days before college when I suddenly notice someone moving into the house across the street from us.

My eyes nearly pop out of their sockets when I see who it is—I recognize that swagger, that delicious handsome resting face, and that deliciously masculine form.

I practically run out of the house to greet my new neighbor, but first, I make sure my wavy blond hair looks good, and that my face looks pretty.

I touch up my lip gloss, then change out of my shorts to a pink skirt for good measure, making sure that my toned and smooth tanned legs are visible.

I’m wearing a flimsy white tank with no bra since my young, perky tits sit high and proud. They are a little big, though, so they bounce as I quickly make my way over to my new neighbor.

Mr. Smith? Is that you? I say, trying to control the excitement I feel and not seem too giddy and schoolgirl-like.

My old teacher stares at me for a moment, and then blinks and says, Sarah! My god, it’s good to see you.

His eyes briefly glance at my tits and I can tell he’s trying hard to keep his eyes on my face.

"It’s great to see you!" I say, throwing my arms around him in a hug, making sure to press my soft breasts against him.

He accepts the hug, but briefly, pulling back after a few seconds.

Dang it. I wanted to hold him there a little longer.

I feel like his arms are held out, physically holding me at a distance, but they are at his side.

About to enter the real world at last, huh? he says with a disarming, brilliant smile. How does it feel to finally go off on your own soon?

His smile looks wide and friendly, but his eyes aren’t as warm as I had hoped, and he is now standing with his arms folded across his chest as he looks at me from behind his glasses.

I wonder what he’s really thinking.

Then I realize what he is doing, and I guess I get it—he still feels uncomfortable since I was his student not too long ago. He still sees me as a little girl.

I’m so excited, Mr. Smith. So much to see, so much to do; I can’t wait to experience life as an adult, I say. Then I look at him slyly. I just wish I had gotten to do a few things before I leave.

He looks confused. But you still have time, don’t you? What kind of things?

I lower my voice conspiratorially. Well, you know—it’s college. Everybody’s, like…you know—getting more experience. I feel like such a loser—I don’t have any at all.

I see, he says, looking at me intently.

Anyway, like you said, I still have time. Hopefully, I can get some in by then. Welcome to the neighborhood, Mr. Smith, I say, turning back toward my house with a final flirty wave at him.

I know he’s still watching me, so as I get halfway to my place, I pretend to stumble across something and bend slowly to pick it up from the ground, giving him a solid view of the thong underneath my skirt and my smooth ass cheeks.

Let him chew on that for a bit.

I smile as I walk the rest of the way to my house, knowing exactly who I was going to give my virginity to.

It was like fate, like that book The Secret.

I thought of Mr. Smith and he pretty much appeared.

I try to come up with a plan, so it’s not