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Cursed to Crave my Brothers Cock J.B. Richards

Cursed to Crave my Brothers Cock

J.B. Richards

Published September 10th 2012
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Tricias just moved in with her step brother, Craig, and goes out for a day in her new hometown. After offending a strange store clerk, Tricia finds herself hit with a curse - to crave the cock of the next man she sees. Unfortunately for her, CraigMoreTricias just moved in with her step brother, Craig, and goes out for a day in her new hometown. After offending a strange store clerk, Tricia finds herself hit with a curse - to crave the cock of the next man she sees. Unfortunately for her, Craig walks in just then, and Tricia finds herself unable to control the desires raging within her. How far is she willing to go to stop her new cravings?This story is intended for mature audiences only, and features scenes of masturbation, shower play, oral, curses, cravings and step brother/step sister sex, and is 7000 words in length.Excerpt:A shudder ran through her body as she stared at the door - the only thing that kept her from seeing her step brother’s cock. She could picture it, the way he was standing beneath the water, letting it rain down over finely honed muscles, bar of soap in his hand as he worked a lather over his throbbing erection. Tricia licked her lips as she tried to see through the wood of the door and into the bathroom beyond.The words the shopkeeper had spoken to her echoed in the chamber of her mind. “You will fixate on that cock, driving yourself mad until you have it.” Tricia’s heart pounded as she let the door slide open further, her steps slow and cautious as she tiptoed towards the bathroom door. She paused, pressing her ear to the side, but could only hear the surge of water from within.Before her mind could fully realize what her body intended, and praying that he hadn’t locked the door, Tricia grabbed the knob and yanked the door open. Tendrils of steam wafted out into the hallway, and she plunged into the bathroom, body tingling with fear and anticipation.“Uh, Tricia?” Craig said. He leaned past the opaque shower curtain, fixing a wild-eyed stare at her. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” There wasn’t anger or heat in the voice, she noted. He could have just as easily been asking what she wanted to do for dinner. She hurried across the bathroom, her hands flying once more to the button of her slacks.