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Zach threw a pillow at Max, who caught it swiftly. Damn. It would actually be safer if they were a gay couple. But I forgot that my brother has a girlfriend, and she’s a woman. “Well, I’m trying to do that, Zach,” Max replied, staring straight at me. “If I don’t watch my mouth, something else might happen between your sister and me.” I’m just a high school student, and I don’t have much experience with men besides Jack and a few teenage boys who’ve approached me, but from the way Max looks and talks, I can already tell what’s on his mind.

I still worked. That’s the thing no one tells you—when you’re addicted to sex, it doesn’t always look like moaning and lipstick stains. Sometimes it looks like boredom. Like numbness. Like chasing something just to feel a flicker of heat under your skin. And I was always cold. I walked out of the Dean’s office like it was nothing. Head high. Eyes forward. I didn’t even make it to the stairs before campus security caught up with me. Thirty minutes later, I was in the Dean’s actual office this time, sitting in a cold chair across from a man who looked like he’d aged ten years since the first time we met freshman year.

“Yeah. I found out.” Magnus chuckled, dark and knowing. “Should’ve expected nothing less from you, Viktor.” “Anyway,”Magnus continued, “Cooper’s into some… unconventional sexual tastes. And your wife’s been indulging him. There are a few students involved too, but they’re small fry. Handle the Assistant Dean, and the whole thing collapses.” Richard exhaled through his nose. “Thanks, Magnus. I owe you one.” “Damn right you do,”Magnus said, amusement lacing his voice. “And I intend to collect.”

“Oh, good, your virgin smell on it will really work magic on my guy.” Tricia pulled out of the lot and turned toward her sister’s apartment instead of Dr. Hubbard’s side of town. She was definitely going to be late. “You are gross and I’m not a virgin.” “Oh, now we’re talking. Who are you doing? It is the doctor, isn’t it?” “I’m not having sex with anyone … right now.” “Have you had sex since you started college?” Tricia made the turn, but didn’t answer. “Ugh,” Lucy groaned. “Even your sex talk is boring. My guy tonight is a doctor .”

CONTENT: Sex, lab rat, sexual experiment, virgin, gagging, big dick, blowjob, turns, sucking, cumming, cumshot. CHAPTER 1 Esther Eades stood for a while in front of the boards in the Student Union building. The campus pub was looking for bartenders, the Biology labs wanted post-grad volunteers to help with supervising practical exams, but nothing appealed.

“He’s… not real, right? But I can see him. I’ve heard you sometimes… scream late at night. Moaning, gasping. I thought you were watching something sexual and masturbating, but this… please Can I… touch him?” Lucian looked at me, he got furious and aroused. “You brought her here? Into my world, without my consent??” “She won’t tell anyone Lucian ,” I said quickly, my voice damn shaking. Lucian’s angry face was scary. “Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?”

That changed the moment Professor Marcellus took over our elective, Desire and the Body: Reproduction, Sexuality, and Power in Literature. I used to drag my feet to lectures, but now? I’m always there on time, notebook open, pen ready. Too attentive, maybe. But how could I not be? I’m a 21 year old medical student, grinding through pre clinicals, dreaming of becoming a nurse who actually saves lives, the way I fantasized about since I was small, watching my mum struggle alone, wishing I could fix everything. Reproduction, sexuality, the raw mechanics of bodies, it’s all part of the job I want.

“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...