Lustful rituals Stories

“You’re staring at me, Lucas.” Those were the first words she said to me. “Yes, I guess I am.” “Is there something you like?” “Of course.” You see, Deliah was a recent hire at our publishing company. She had been there for only a few months when I walked into her office to ask for Theodore William’s file. Ted had been our chief photographer for 23 years and had recently retired. We needed several of his photos for our nex...

The scent of her skin had shifted. Trent knew it the moment he entered her inner sanctum—the chamber beyond the ritual space, deeper than the throne room, deeper than he’d ever been taken. The air was thicker, warmer. Spiced. The sweetness of dark jasmine still lingered, but now it was laced with something heavier—frankincense, sweat, danger. Tonight wasn’t about teasing. It was about unraveling. Queen Velvetsin didn’t ri...

In a quiet neighborhood, the hustle of a moving truck shattered the morning's monotony. Curious neighbors, drawn by the noise, peeked out from their windows and doors to watch the arrival of the new residents. Among them, one woman instantly captured everyone's attention: Sofia, the newly arrived writer. With a body that seemed sculpted by the gods, her curves were a visual poem, her prominent breasts under a tight blouse...