WARNING: This is an erotic short story for ADULTS ONLY! All characters are over the age of eighteen and the story contains scenes of oral sex and penetration Featuring erotic juicy scenes, this erotic story is guaranteed to keep you glued to your Kindle like nothing else!
Synopsis: Ever since she was a little girl, Kristy had been forbidden from entering the attic of her parent's house. She and her two high school friends let their curiosity and taste for adventure get the better of them, they sneak up and discover a dusty old book containing supposed chants that might summon all manner of perverted demons from the ether. When nothing happens to them, they get bored and leave the book on the side to collect more dust. However, later that night she is visited by a horrific tentacled creature that pins her to her bed, silencing her while it penetrates and pleasures every orifice she has to offer.
Excerpt
“What’s this?” she muttered as she pulled out a hefty leather-bound book from a drawer in our old, discarded sideboard. She blew on the cover to sweep away the thick coating of dust that had accumulated on it, revealing the beautifully designed artwork on the front. It looked like some ancient gothic tome with its dark swirling pattern and muted golden edging, like something from a fairytale. The solid front and back covers were strapped together and secured in place with a sturdy lock, making the book impossible to open. We inspected it for a moment but even with the strength of all three of us, we couldn’t snap the leather strap holding it shut. Carly pulled out a hairpin from her head of luscious, thick brown hair and proceeded to joggle the tip around inside the tiny lock hole. It wasn’t the first time she’d picked a lock for us, either. We’d gained entry to several prohibited areas that way, around the school and even once to the stock room at the local convenience store. Anyway, after a minute or two of carefully angling the hairpin into the lock, it snapped open to release the strap. We crouched on an old rug we found rolled up by the side and placed the book on the floor between us, slowly opening it up with my nervous fingers. The first page simply held a title in an elaborate font – The Orgasmicon. We glanced at each other with a confused expression and then continued. The second page read: He who reads from these passages shall receive untold pleasures beyond their imagination. Be it on thy head!