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Sofia Bellhouse
The Backfired Ritual (ritual mind control erotica)
The Backfired Ritual (ritual mind control erotica)
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Rachel is fed up with her boyfriend, John, cheating on her with other girls. She’s lonely, maybe a little desperate, and she’s not ready to lose him to the slutty Julia Fitz. The problem is, Rachel knows she hasn’t been sexy enough to keep him. Angry at herself and with him, she attempts a pagan ritual to get him to fall in love with her, to want her even more.
Problem is, the ritual backfires – and it’s Rachel who finds herself eager to please John, embracing her inner slut so she can display her pussy for him and beg for more than just a passing glance.
Warning! This 4,200+ word story is for adults only. It includes scenes of vaginal sex, barebacking, cunnilingus, and a creampie ending for a woman just desperate to get something more out of her cheater boyfriend.
Excerpt:
I did as I was told like a good girl, spreading my knees even farther to give him more access. He tugged at one of my hairs, making me whine at the pain and the simultaneous shock of pleasure that roared up my spine. My panties went flying, a dark wet spot over the crotch betraying how much I wanted him.
It seemed to encourage him. John dived between my thighs, his fuzzy cheeks brushing them and sending goosebumps all up my legs. My pussy tightened the moment his hot little tongue stroked against my lips, circling my clit with the precision of a marksman. It was tantalizing, unreal, how hot his breath felt against my most sensitive spot.
I’d never imagined anyone going down on me like this! Why had I missed so many opportunities? And the fact that John was doing it for me, just to see me squirm and hear me choke on his name was amazing. I was being slowly overwhelmed on this unfamiliar feeling, warm and encompassing. It felt like a tangle in my guts that was snaking up into my lungs, robbing me of each stuttered breath.
“Oh my god, John, John.” I squealed as his tongue pressed against my button, flicking over the little nub in a way that had me nearly screaming with desire. I felt like I could see his smile, knowing and pleased with my reactions, even with only the swath of his hair visible to me over the hill of my breasts. Each shock of pleasure made my knees want to knock together, but his words kept them apart. He licked up every hint of my juices as I moaned.
Problem is, the ritual backfires – and it’s Rachel who finds herself eager to please John, embracing her inner slut so she can display her pussy for him and beg for more than just a passing glance.
Warning! This 4,200+ word story is for adults only. It includes scenes of vaginal sex, barebacking, cunnilingus, and a creampie ending for a woman just desperate to get something more out of her cheater boyfriend.
Excerpt:
I did as I was told like a good girl, spreading my knees even farther to give him more access. He tugged at one of my hairs, making me whine at the pain and the simultaneous shock of pleasure that roared up my spine. My panties went flying, a dark wet spot over the crotch betraying how much I wanted him.
It seemed to encourage him. John dived between my thighs, his fuzzy cheeks brushing them and sending goosebumps all up my legs. My pussy tightened the moment his hot little tongue stroked against my lips, circling my clit with the precision of a marksman. It was tantalizing, unreal, how hot his breath felt against my most sensitive spot.
I’d never imagined anyone going down on me like this! Why had I missed so many opportunities? And the fact that John was doing it for me, just to see me squirm and hear me choke on his name was amazing. I was being slowly overwhelmed on this unfamiliar feeling, warm and encompassing. It felt like a tangle in my guts that was snaking up into my lungs, robbing me of each stuttered breath.
“Oh my god, John, John.” I squealed as his tongue pressed against my button, flicking over the little nub in a way that had me nearly screaming with desire. I felt like I could see his smile, knowing and pleased with my reactions, even with only the swath of his hair visible to me over the hill of my breasts. Each shock of pleasure made my knees want to knock together, but his words kept them apart. He licked up every hint of my juices as I moaned.
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