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An Erotic Christmas Calendar: A Collection of Short Stories published by LUST features an erotic sex story for every day of advent. The perfect collection for some festive fun and passionate, this collection of Erotic Short Stories includes the following: December 1: Santa Claus is cumming to town December 2: Winter Wedding December 3: The Gingerbread Man December 5: The Christmas Party December 6: Santa-Boy December 7: The Phantom Itch December 8: Reborn December 9: Christmas Cheer December 10: Naked Lucia December 11: The Christmas Recital December 13: St.

Intimate Confessions: 2 Erotic Series is an anthology of passionate and sexual short stories published by LUST which centre women's fantasies and intimate confessions.

Fiona and Violet Seng were just children when their family’s Cessna crash-landed in the Washington wilderness, claiming the lives of their parents. For twelve harrowing weeks, the girls fended for themselves before being rescued. Twenty-five years later, they’re still trying to move on from the trauma. Fiona repurposes it into controversial works of art. Violet has battled addiction and failed relationships to finally progress toward normalcy as a writer. The estranged sisters never speak about what they call their Alone Time in the wild.

It was Lucia night and Bella had just arrived by train at Enköping station when a car pulled up in front of her. In the driver's seat sat Lottie with Daniel next to her and Ollie in the back seat. Bella jumped in next to Ollie and they drove off towards the house to join the others. They were approaching thirty but when they were together it was as if no time had passed since they studied theatre together as twentysomethings. This time they had gathered to have a party at the city's retirement homes. They would all stay in one big house, and it wasn't long before the familiar atmosphere set in.

Lisa has had enough of her life in the country town Skive and applies for a job as a showgirl in a nightclub in Copenhagen. The job interview goes well, and full of dreams and expectations she sets out to explore the city. She plans on taking an evening train home to Jutland, but she doesn’t make it that far, because before she knows it, she is offered everything her heart could ever desire.

The daughter of a convicted mother, Moll Flanders - a tough and self-assertive young woman - must learn early on how to look out for herself. When her husband dies, she sets out to attract another. And then another, and then another, and then another ... In a time when women served little purpose in society, Moll manages to find a way to combat every obstacle life throws at her. Whether that means working as a prostitute or a pickpocket, having sex with certain men or accidentally marrying her brother.

"Don’t stop. Please don’t stop," I moaned. "Then tell me." "Anything Paul. You can do anything to me with those hands." "And what do you want me to do with them?" "Fuck me." Nothing turns Ellie on as much as the thought of hands - one specific pianist’s long slim fingers, to be precise - fingerfucking her on a piano. When Paul, that very same pianist, overhears Ellie speaking about his erotic "handporn" limbs, she is mortified. Paul, however, seems unfazed by the discovery of the fantasies that leave Ellie quivering, intrigued even.

"I feel my breasts getting tight and sore, as if they were about to burst. I'm leaning casually against the counter, but what no one can see is the man's hands squeezing my breasts, making the skin peek out through his fingers. If I stand perfectly still and concentrate, I can feel the tingling sensation of the small dark hairs on the back of the man's hands on my lower arm. I hold my breath and let out a quick gasp as I raise my head to observe him. I meet his gaze." This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.

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. Her life ceases to have meaning without the exciting feeling of a new adventure, so when the opportunity arises for an erotic experience, she takes it.

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. Her life ceases to have meaning without the exciting feeling of a new adventure, so when the opportunity arises for an erotic experience, she takes it.

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. Her life ceases to have meaning without the exciting feeling of a new adventure, so when the opportunity arises for an erotic experience, she takes it.

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. Her life ceases to have meaning without the exciting feeling of a new adventure, so when the opportunity arises for an erotic experience, she takes it.

Jenny decides, unwillingly, to sell her houseboat to be able to finance her anthropological research project in Malaysia. At first there doesn’t seem to be any potential buyers, but one day as she stands outside, painting the boat, a handsomely dressed man shows up to look at the boat. But the boat is not the only thing he’s admiring... He seems genuinely interested, and Jenny soon realizes that she is more interested in his body than his money... This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.

"... the sight of him was making me feel confused and dizzy. Heeding a sudden impulse, I pulled my dress over my head and threw it to the floor. My knickers were wet with sweat and desire. I pushed them down so that they ended up in a crumbled heap next to the dress. The window glass was chilly against my naked breasts, and the tension was mounting in the core of my body. All my thoughts were swirling around this young man’s body, his experienced movements and powerful muscles." This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.

I got a text message. I shouldn't have looked at all. I grabbed my phone to switch off the sound ahead of time so it wouldn’t disturb the meeting. But of course, I couldn't help checking the message: "No other women can be as wet and as tight as you. Painful how much my body misses yours. P." That's not the kind of text you should receive right before stepping into an important meeting with your boss.

"She smiles as she thinks about the time they drove out to the forest. She parked on a small dirt road at the forests’ edge. Back when it was so warm that they had to open the windows to cool off. Back when the smell of the dew-soaked grass and the song of the blackbird made its way into their car. Back when she screamed out her orgasm, making the birds go quiet." This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.

"I put my hair up and find the ingredients to make a birthday cake with pineapple, macaroons and marzipan. Pineapple makes him taste nice when I'm giving him a blowjob, unlike certain other things such as asparagus. I like it to taste nice when I swallow." This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust. Her intention is to depict human nature and diversity through stories of passion, intimacy, lust and love in a fusion of powerful stories and erotica. Cecilie Rosdahl is a Danish author and artist.

The house is silent. Jacob and I are the only two who sleep in the main building. I haven't slept in the same bed with Joel for years, because he snores. At least that's what we tell one another. I've always been a sensual person. This summer, in particular, I've been aching for touches and intimacy. There's something about Jacob. Joel's younger brother. Something firm and exciting. A spark that has not yet dwindled. A danger he has not yet learnt to respect. This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.

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. Her life ceases to have meaning without the exciting feeling of a new adventure, so when the opportunity arises for an erotic experience, she takes it.

"He puts his feet on the ground and switches off the engine, and when he suddenly pulls off his helmet and shakes his blond shoulder-length hair into place, it feels as if I've been hypnotised. A shiver runs down my spine. The urge to let my gaze drift upwards is too powerful to resist, and I do so without any hesitation. When my gaze meets his, a surge of electricity is sent through my body. I completely forget to breathe, and it's not until my lungs begin to object that I gasp for air." This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.