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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.

The award winning series of classic and contemporary fiction returns with a collection of darkly funny short stories by the likes of Stephen King, Neil Gaiman, Aimee Bender, A.M. Homes, Nathan Englander, Kim, Addonizio, and George Saunders. Readers include Anjelica Huston, Neil Gaiman, Michael Imperioli, Harris Yulin, Christina Pickles, Jefferson Mays, and Christine Ebersole.

"My legs could hardly hold me the way my entire body was shivering. I'm sure he could tell because he grabbed me and held me up while he took in my other nipple with his mouth and with his tongue. I was seriously close to having an orgasm already. He let go of me just before I did, and I had to stumble to find my balance by grabbing the chair behind me. Doctor Andersen had turned to face his desk but over his shoulder, he said: "Do feel free to get comfortable. I noticed that your nipples are working just as they should and that they are very sensitive." I got into the gynaecological chair.

She knows that it's not appropriate. She knows that she shouldn't be reading this here, among all these other people. But she can't help herself... "Seduced in the Library" is an erotic short story about a woman who finds pleasure in a romantic erotic story in the library.

"... 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.

Following the death of her parents, a young and innocent Fanny Hill travels to London to find work. She has barely arrived, however, when she is lured into a brothel and has a sexual experience with another woman. A costumer gets her out of there and becomes her lover, but a whole new world has opened to Fanny, who sets out to explore all the pleasures her body has in store for her. Considered the first prose pornography ‘Fanny Hill - Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure’ (1748) is one of the most prosecuted and banned books of all time.

"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.

"Five men were jumping about in fur-clad trousers and were wearing bizarre animal masks. The masks looked a bit like the kind one might put on large dogs to keep them from biting. It also worked splendidly as a costume - for a faun. It was my nymph fantasy. It had come true. The five fauns clearly took it as a sign that they should begin their ritual after I had looked at them. I could hear how their light footsteps became heavier." This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.

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.

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.

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.

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.

"This hotel has something unique, which no other hotel has, as far as I know, and which is exclusively for the very wealthiest of the patrons. It's called PLAYROOM. It's a place where you can pay to be the voyeur of a couple having sex. The guests at the hotel can also have sex with one another there. The exciting and unique aspect is that there is a pair of eyes on the opposite wall as well, which look through a hatch that closes as soon as the sex is over." This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust.

"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.

It’s December in Denmark and Christmas is fast approaching. For years, Claire has thought of nothing but her job, so Christmas is the last thing on her mind. At the end of the month, she has to present a project to the board, and she has found just the right one. At least that is what she thinks. But when she goes to Northern Jutland to meet the applicant, she gets more than she bargained for. A gorgeous mansion, a handsome manor owner and a mysterious woman in the window...

In this erotic short story, a romantic relationship develops from being ordinary and daintily erotic, to a relationship that empathizes the woman’s need to dominate and the man's desire for submission. Slowly they begin to discover new sides to their sexual beings, and their erotic life together evolves to unimaginable heights... 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.

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.

"Are you ready?" You ask me in a much softer tone of voice, with a smile that lets me recognize my girl. Turning around, you let your hands run over your buttocks. I can't help touching myself. You turn back around, thrusting out your nether region, making a show of how you open your bodystocking. You hitch it up slightly, letting me catch a glimpse of your small shaved pussy. I reach for it but you slap my hand away. You straddle me, lick your index, middle and ring fingers, reaching down between your legs where you are, and where I am now. Then you sit down.