Sex Magic: Tales of Supernatural Taboo: Volume 1

Mind control! Incest! Body
swapping! Sex demons! In these four novellas of totally taboo erotica, men and
women are helpless to resist their all-consuming lusts. Beware! Reading these
stories will result in very dirty thoughts...

In
"My Mind-Controlled MILF," a son uses a magic amulet to seduce his
mother and sisters. In "Sex Potion: My Crazy Mind Control Summer," a
shy virgin is given the power to inflame women's desires. In "Daddy's
Wish: One Night With His Lactating Daughter," a genie grants a horny father's
wish and places him in the body of his daughter's husband. In "Seduced by
the Sex Demon," a weak-willed man is possessed by an incubus and goes on a
wild screwing spree!

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Excerpt ~~~~~

From "My Mind-Controlled
MILF":

He raises his hand, and for a
second I'm blinded. When the spots fade from my eyes, I see that it's a golden
disc catching the last rays of the sun. The ruby in its center glows with a
mesmerizing fire.

"That
is...gorgeous," I gasp. "Where did you get it?"

"Nowhere very exotic,"
he says. "It's just a few miles from here, actually."

"Can I hold it?" I
ask. I feel like a child, but the urge to run my fingertips over its ornate
surface is too compelling to ignore.

"I want you to,"
says Ryan. "But here's the thing. If you touch it, you'll want me just as
badly as I want you."

I laugh again. I think the
beer has definitely gone to my head. "Well how badly do you want me?"

He arches his eyebrows.
"I don't think you can handle that much honesty."

This is a very strange, very
obscene game we're playing. "I really want to touch it," I say.
"What, is it, like, magic or something? Like voodoo?"

"Not voodoo," he
says. "But yes. It will make you want me."

"You ply me with a few
more beers and massages and you have no idea what I'll do," I say. I
snatch it out of his fingers.

It's hot! But before I can
even register the pain, the flash is gone--no, not gone, but shooting up my
arm. It slams into my heart and--and, I don't know what I feel… It's like
liquid gold is melting down my ribcage and pooling in my panties. I give an
involuntary gasp, and for a moment I think I'm going to faint.

And then it's like
ten-thousand tongues are licking me all at once.

"Whoa," I say. My
thumb skates over the warm metal. "This is...intense." The ruby is so
bright, so succulent. It's like a neon strawberry. I have a bizarre urge to
suck on it, to kiss it, fondle it. But, no, that would be weird. Very weird.

I hand the amulet back to
Ryan. He tucks it back into his jacket. I swallow hard and try to bring the
world back into focus, but all its edges have gone soft. And I'm vibrating.

I don't understand it. All I
understand is that my heart is beating like a drum and my breasts are thudding
in time. I reach out and brace myself against Ryan's shoulder, desperate to
catch my breath. He catches me in his strong, sailor's hands, and a rush of
warmth passes through his fingers and down my shoulders.

"I feel dizzy," I
say. "Take me outside."

"We are outside."

The first fireflies of the
evening are winking at us from between the trees. "Take me more
outside," I whisper.

He doesn't say a word, he
just nods and escorts me behind the shed. "No," I say (I'm almost
panting now), "I need to be away from the house. Do you remember that
clearing, just beyond the old treehouse?"

"Yes," he says.

"Take me there."