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A shelf in the kitchen held small jars of spices, but rather than the usual garlic, pepper, or chili powder, the jars were labeled with things like Horehound, Solomon's Seal, and Myrrh. Another thing that caught our attention was the bookshelf in the living room. Most of the titles appeared to be hand-bound in leather. The names on the spines sent a chill straight through me. Herbs and Spells, Magical Uses for Mammals and Reptiles, and The Book of Shadows. The biggest book sat on a small table beside the shelf. Leo opened it and was flipping through a few pages when I leaned over his shoulder to take a look. All I found on the pages was a strange, unreadable script and some obscure hand-draw

She used her hands to stroke the couple of inches of girth that were unable to fit in her mouth, working the base of the thick shaft in her hot hands, wrapping her fingers around it and stroking it. This made the pre-cum trickle more, long strings of it running down her throat and into her tummy. The taste was incredible and intoxicating at the same time, making her head spin, dizzy with lust. She wanted to feel that seed deep inside her, that much she was certain of. The biker panted as Lacey sucked away, and as she withdrew the cock from her mouth to get a breath of air, a long line of pre-cum dripped from the shiny shaft onto her lap, splashing her bare thighs.

“Such a good little slut for your professor.” He spun her around and pressed her front against the shelves, the spines of old books digging into her heavy breasts. He flipped her skirt up, exposing her thick ass and already dripping pussy to the cool library air. “Anyone could walk by,” he whispered, spanking her hard enough to make her ass jiggle. “But you don’t care, do you? You want me to fuck you right here where we could get caught.” “Yes, Sir,” Ava whimpered, pushing back against him.

She's the dark-featured girl in the library who you know secretly wants to sneak you into the stacks and suck your cock while other people browse nearby for steamy entries from Kushner or Munro or the hideously delicious truths of David Foster Wallace. “Wanna watch some p**n?” she asks me through a strand of hair that falls lazily over her face. She blows it up playfully as she looks at me with a sudden pep in her energy. “Yes,” I say to her without having to think twice, and soon she has the TV remote opening up our internet browser HDMI input. Then we're scrolling through our favorite saved pornography websites, all of our various technological vices laid out for us in a half-crescent buff

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“Noted, Miss Olivia. Anything else?” I hesitated, then smiled a little, feeling oddly shy about the last part. “I, uh… I have a guilty pleasure for spicy food. Like really spicy. Especially Korean food. Tteokbokki, ramyeon, kimchi—if it burns, I’ll probably love it.” Her eyes lit up in surprise. “Ah! Very well, miss. I’ll inform the kitchen.” “Thank you,” I said, already climbing the stairs before she could add another polite question.

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

he muttered, squinting at the buffering screen. “Or maybe you just don’t know how to use technology,” I shot back, tossing him a fresh bag of chips. The kind he liked—spicy, the ones that made my tongue burn. His grin flashed, that cocky, maddening grin that got him laid more than it should. “You keep buying my favorite brand. Makes me wonder if you’d die without me around.” “Or maybe I like watching you suffer from heartburn,” I said, but my lips curled despite myself.

My juices was so much that it coated his wrist. I spread my legs wider again, the pleasure too much. Slick dripped down my thighs, soaking my socks, seeping into my virgin pucker. "Your pussy's sucking my fingers so good, El. You don't know how much I want my dick in there." Flynn groaned softly. After what felt like hours which was only a few minutes, Professor Garrett wrapped up. "Alright everyone. We are going to end here for today. Make sure to read chapter five in your textbook, we're gonna a test tomorrow. You're dismissed. "