Don’t play with the occult part 1: The Black Book

Up and down, up and down, up and down, up and down…just a little bit more, a little faster…and there we go! I lighten the grip around my member as I feel my balls tense up and start pumping. I lift my hips a bit and aim my cock to my stomach. As my fist runs up and down my veiny shaft for a last couple of strokes I feel a jolt of pleasure running up from the base to the very head of my penis as I orgasm. White sticky seed spurts out and lands on my flat stomach with every twitch of my cock. I take my finger and run it through the sperm and draw a sigil just above my shaft. I then take the letter with red ink from the bedside table and wipe up the rest of the semen with it. I then sign it and place it under my pillow.

I sigh and as my head clears I start to feel stupid. “Sex magic…what the hell was I thinking?”. I look at the black book at my side and then throw it down to the floor. “This is must be a new low”.

It had been half a year since my girlfriend left me. And every day since I had just grown hornier and more frustrated from only fucking my hand. This had culminating with me buying the black book, “The Guide to Sex Magic”, from the internet a week ago during an extra horny moment. And when it arrived today I thought I might as well try it since I bought it. I quickly glanced through it and decided to try the ritual to summon a succubus. I ofcourse skipped all the info and warnings and chose to just start the ritual, because let’s be honest it wasn’t gonna work anyway.

Another sigh leaves my mouth as I wiped my jizz covered hand on the sheets. Ashamed of my horny decision I close my eyes and fall asleep.

What’s that? I open my eyes. It’s pitch black in my bedroom now and I have to adjust my sleepy eyes to the darkness. What is that? I feel a strange emotion as I look upon a large shadow at the foot of my bed. It’s an emotion of dread, that kind of fear that makes it feel like ice is running through your veins. But it’s also an emotion of…love?…no…pleasure?…no…arousal. Yes, arousal. That intense kind of arousal that makes your genitals hurt. That arousal you feel just before you are about to start having sex, when your love bits are pressing against eachother but haven’t joined yet.

What is that? This emotion is now joined with a picture. There’s a woman…or creature sitting at the foot of my bed. It looks like a nude woman but also not at all. She has exposed breasts, plump lips, black hair and despite her being crouched I can see the outline of a vagina. But her skin is also purple, her eyes glowing yellow and she has horns and a tail! What is that?

The creature moves now. Up. I feel her breath brushing against my thighs, penis, stomach and chest until she is face to face with me. I’m breathing heavily. I do not know if it is out of fear or arousal. Maybe both since I can feel my erect cock secreting precum. Suddenly I hear a sultry voice coming from the creature. “I’m hear for the contract”…

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