Fucked And Ruined At Devil's Eye (mf Pseudocest Erotic Horror)

Fucked And Ruined At Devil's Eye (mf Pseudocest Erotic Horror)

by Violet Jessamy

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Eighteen-year-old Maggie is a devout and pure catholic schoolgirl. But not even Maggie can resist the curse of Devil's Eye. Helpless and afraid, in a spooky forest with only her stepbrother to protect her, Maggie tries to battle the impending corruption with her faith. But is she really strong enough to resist the lustful demonic temptation? WARNING: Contains deliciously devilish deeds!

The holy light flickered again, revealing the eerily glittering fog that had started to collect in the small clearing we were standing in.
Squeezing Asa tightly, I pressed my head to his chest and looked around. My mind felt oddly fuzzy at the edges.
“I don’t think we’re safe,” I told my brother. My voice came out thin and shaky. I tried to calm myself by breathing in his familiar scent. “Can you see anything?”
“No. Just trees.” The hand that had been stroking the top of my hair untangled what remained of my braid. It had a soothing, calming effect on me. It was the same thing my mother did for me every night before bed. His other hand moved even lower, cupping my rear, and squeezed it. It all felt so right.
“I’m scared,” I breathed into Asa’s ear. “I’m really scared.”
“I know, Maggie. I’m here.” He shifted, letting me feel the erection he had, rubbing the hard bulge slowly against my hip, back and forth. “Does that help a little?”
It did, in fact, help to chase away the worst of the fear that was causing my heart to beat so quickly and painfully. I trusted Asa. I knew he would always protect me.
His fingers slowly gathered fabric until he held the hem of my skirt in his hand. I shuddered when his fingertips brushed the white cotton panties I wore below. He lowered the hand that had been stroking my hair and laid it next to his other, massaging my buttock with firm, soothing circles. A fleeting thought gave me the impression that something wasn’t quite right, but I couldn’t figure out what. Then the thought slipped away, and I dismissed it with a mental shrug.

Product Details

BN ID: 2940015024432
Publisher: Violet Jessamy
Publication date: 07/28/2012
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Sales rank: 907,571
File size: 44 KB

About the Author

Violet Jessamy’s thoughts do not always revolve around sex - just most of the time. She believes that this fact, along with her hyperactive imagination, is to blame for her choice of secondary career. Having developed a passionate interest in erotica as soon as she figured out it existed, she credits the internet in general for allowing her to pursue said interest and tolerating her early attempts at creating the perfect arousing tale.
She also writes non-erotic fiction, but gets far more enjoyment out of writing smutty stories.

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