Hot desire

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Laetitia Guivarché, PO Box 42, 97634 Mellrichstadt

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Foreword:

Dear readers,

thank you for purchasing my book.

Hot desire is an erotic short novel.

But now for my actual person. My name is Laetitia Guivarché. I was born in 1988 as the daughter of a Frenchman and a German mother. Since my childhood I have written stories of all kinds. The older I got, the stronger my desire to write erotic stories became. And that's what I do now.

I do not adhere to any fixed conventions. No rigid ideas or general views. Sometimes I write from a woman's point of view, sometimes from a man's. Because my stories are made for both sexes.

I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". And inspire them to erotic acts. The following story is partly made up. But a large part is based on my own life.

Your Laetitia

Hot desire

Until now, they had only communicated with each other via the Internet. She had reacted to a sex story that he had published and through which she felt somehow addressed and touched inside. It was a story which she found realistic, taken from life, not exaggerated, but at the same time radiated that pinch of tingling eroticism which she longed for in her soul and which she was looking for on these pages. That eroticism which she had been missing in her marriage for a long time.

Several times she had also "chatted" with men. These were mostly short episodes, you go a little way, exchange confused sexual thoughts, only to disappear from view again. But this time, she felt, it was different.

She couldn't even say with certainty what the real trigger in the story was that awakened in her the butterflies that seemed to have flown away for so long. She read the little story over and over again, and every time there it was, that tingling sensation that started somewhere inside her and spread through her loins and up to her cleft.

When she was alone, she just let herself drift, and with her thoughts and her feelings, her hands wandered over her body, irritating her in the sensitive parts. Slowly and tenderly she stroked her two breasts until she felt the nipples straightening and played with them. Her left hand had long since moved between her legs, first a little, then spreading them further and further. She perceived the intense arousal that the touch of her clitoris triggered in her and she let herself be carried away by this ever more beautiful feeling and the increasing horniness that now flowed through her entire body.

She imagined that she was the woman from the story who just screamed out all her lust in a tremendous orgasm. And with a loud sigh, which ended in a cry of lust, she also reached the climax, which only slowly ebbed away again. So she enjoyed the intense feeling that lingered in her for a while and her dream of being part of the story she was reading.

This went on for several days now. Again and again she visited the pages with the erotic stories on the internet in her free time and as automatically she ended up with the same story. And how automatically the reading ended in the masturbation of her wishes. Not that the other stories didn't excite her too, but this one had become her favourite story, in which she found herself and which gave her such beautiful and great feelings of pleasure. Who and how might the man be who was able to write such a story?

After all, one thought. She sent an inquiry to the mail address that was given. She wanted to know who was hiding behind the name which was surely given as a pseudonym. In this way, perhaps a contact could be established with the person, the man who was able to write like that, and who could stir her innermost being into a bright excitement.

"Who are you? I find your story beautiful. I would like to know more about you. Are you ready to answer me? It took a long time for an answer to arrive. She was already getting impatient. Why doesn't he answer? It happens so quickly by e-mail. Two days she kept checking to see if there was an incoming message.

Finally, on the third day there was an answer. She read it immediately. The answer was friendly, cordial and the stranger was obviously honest enough to mention right away that he had been married for a long time and was no longer a young hopper. However, he would gladly continue the contact in the chosen way, if the information about his person did not deter them too much. Above all, he was pleased that she had received his story so well. It was his first of this kind and he hoped to be able to live out a piece of his own missing sexuality.

She replied immediately. She too is married and felt that over the years many things had fallen by the wayside which she somehow tried to find again in the stories.

Now they sent each

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