Spicy Scenarios Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 83 SPICE-UP WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! JUST BEWARE!

"That's right. Let's dig in first and not talk about unhappy things for now, Amanda." Forget Cynthia, because even I was finding it hard to restrain myself. Chili con carne, black pepper chicken chop, spicy grilled chicken kebab, rindswurst, spicy smoked beef brisket, spicy shredded beef… There were simply too many delicious dishes on the table to count, but there was nothing among them that wasn't either spicy or greasy. Of course, such a spread was also basically an express ticket to hell for patients with cervical cancer. However, I could tell these were all ordered via takeout at a glance.

Parvina squirmed closer to Saadiya who accepted her into an embrace. Mariam faced her friends. "I think we all know what to do?" "What are you saying? What is there to do? You just threw up your chance of an escape!" Saadiya asked, her worried face looking straight at Mariam. "We have been training for years Saadiya, but for what? For situations like this!" "Are you trying to imply what I'm thinking? You want to..." "I need my outfit." "Mariam!" Parvina shrieked. "Those are men out there! Trained, fighting men! Not wooden dummies!"

They only had one thought: TO TASTE AND FEEL THAT COCK. “Say, Athena, can you see how huge those dicks are?” Dahlia asked, actively drooling, her pussy throbbing and her panties were damper than a rice paddy. “Yes! I can see it!” Athena responded, her excitement knowing no bounds as she stood and looked around at the other beasts, getting even more excited by how many of them was going to fuck her before she left. The beasts weren’t surprised, they’d trapped enough humans to know that many of them are extremely sick but this set was sure to entertain them before they have to face their death.

Instantly, my mouth was on fire - the numbing spiciness nearly made me choke. I hadn't even seen Luke struggle with the heat yet, and here I was, already failing! Luke noticed my distress and passed me some water. "They import their chilies directly from Sichuan. Their extra hot is what they call 'demon level.' Usually only food bloggers attempt it." Me: !! Why didn't he warn me!

Kirill's concerned voice cut through the moment, "What happened?" I met his gaze and confessed, "I can't handle too much spice. It gives me headaches, cramping, and sometimes even makes me cry." His brow furrowed in worry, and he questioned, "Why is that?" I sighed, memories resurfacing, "As a child, I avoided spicy food for a while. Eventually, I realized that it made my taste buds more sensitive. I just can't handle it now." He nodded in understanding, concern etched on his face.

I said, hoping my voice didn't sound strange. "Spicy? It tastes alright to me. Don't you like spicy food anymore?" My mom asked, immediately concerned. "Yeah... Oh. Um... My spice tolerance must have reduced." I muttered, pushing a meatball into my mouth to stop myself from moaning. Dante had slipped a finger inside of me and was gently stoking the heat. My grip on the fork tightened as he curled his finger inside of me and began stroking that sensitive part. "Oh... You have to be careful then if your spice tolerance has reduced. You don't look very comfortable." My mom added.

48 ANNALISE FLASHBACK The scent of incense filled the air, sweet and calming, but there was an odd tension underneath it. I sat across from Spencer in his small study, watching the smoke curl and dance around him like a living thing. He had taken to burning incense lately, a habit I hadn’t noticed before. It wasn’t just the smell—it was how he seemed different when he was around it. His eyes would glaze over slightly, his focus elsewhere, like he was drifting between worlds.

He felt his finger twitch, as if they were asking him to run them along Spade's ass. He cleared his throat and looked away quickly, what was suddenly going on with him? He'd never had such obscene thoughts before, not once in all his life Thoughts about things like that sometimes repulsed him, in the past whenever he thought about things like that, he would almost wanna throw up, his skin would crawl in disgust and a very painful and sour memory would surface, but now all he could think about was how thrilling it would feel to explore something like that, not just that but to explore it with Spade.

Shawn wasted no time, launching into a rapid-fire list of dish options as if reciting a restaurant menu, gesturing for her to choose whichever ones appealed to her. Amelia hesitated, the sheer number of choices making her mouth water. "Are you sure this isn't too much work? And, um, do you two even like spicy food?" “We can handle it," Shawn replied without hesitation. As they started prepping ingredients, Shawn peered over Amelia’s shoulder. "All those chilies?" He eyed the pile with clear suspicion. When did Lucas ever go for spicy dishes? Before he could press Lucas for answers, Amelia chimed in with a grin, "How about you? Are you good with spicy food?"