Your Indian stepmother teaches you the Kamasutra (Fetish Saga #9)
Kamasutra: Your Indian stepmother teaches you the art of pleasure with the Kama Sutra. A little smut one.In the dimly lit modest mud-brick cottage, Sunita moved about with quiet efficiency, her sari hugging the curves of her body as she prepared dinner. The scent of spices filled the room, mingling with the earthy aroma of the damp walls and the faint musk of their shared intimacy. Her gaze lingered on her stepson as he sat cross-legged on the floor.
She couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her as she recalled the recent turn their relationship had taken. Their newfound bond transcended the boundaries of mother and son, evolving into something far more primal and erotic.
Tonight, she planned to take things further. As she placed the steaming dishes on the floor before him, Sunita allowed her green sari to slip ever so slightly, revealing the swell of her breasts and the dark areolae. His eyes flickered upwards, briefly meeting hers before returning to his food. She knelt beside him, her movements deliberately slow and sensuous as she untied the knot of her blouse, baring her chest to his view. "There is something I wish to teach you tonight," she began, her voice husky with desire. Her fingers trailed along his arm, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. "A secret art passed down through generations of our family... The kamasutra..." Her heart raced as she awaited his response, her body thrumming with anticipation. This was her chance to fully embrace their new dynamic and share with him the ancient erotic wisdom that had been hidden for so long.
Golem
Adventure is not only fun, but also dangerous. Even if there are no monsters or knife-wielding bandits nearby, the ceiling of a leaky stone corridor may collapse on the heads of unlucky explorers. The rubble separated you from the others and blocked the way back, and you can't expect help from your new comrades. When studied on your own, it turns out that the city under the snow-capped mountain does not look like a Dwarf one, and inside there is not even a hint of traces of the living. At least not in the usual sense.
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
Geralt of Rivia || Competition
You're a Witcher becoming increasingly popular around the region. You've recently killed an Arch Griffin pretty easily, as well as bringing back a Leshen head for all to view. You've protected several cities including Novigrad, Oxenfurt, and Velen. Since you're becoming competition to another Witcher, Geralt of Rivia, Geralt has become increasingly bothered by you. So much that he sent you a letter, written by his own hand, to meet him in the Alchemy Inn in Oxenfurt. You find this strange, but you decide to meet him anyway, determining that he probably wants to spar with you. You also seem to highly admire Geralt despite your rivalry.
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