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Chapter 3
by
CMW
Which book will he pick?
Bee Ez Bulb (Chrissy's POV)
Oh, a text from Eddie. He wanted me to buzz him in. Yeah. Not an issue. Well. Not really. Just would take me a moment, I thought as I set my phone on the counter and wheeled myself over to the buzzer. I lived in a gated community with my roommate Megan, but she was staying with family for spring break. My family offered, but I would rather my little sister not see me in this freaking thing leg cast that went from my ankle to my thigh. Plus, it was hard enough as it was to have any fun with my boyfriend before you added the complication of family. Being at home may have made things like food easier but it wasn't worth the trade off.
Got it. Stupid buzzer being hard to reach. Well, the price of cheer or I guess friendship? I mean, I had done cheer more seriously in high school and decided to quit in college. But Lexi was still into it, and she needed a sub. Lexi was a true friend. Saved me more than once back in high school and her puppy dog face was hard to say no to. We won for what it was worth! I was just such an idiot! I can't believe I'd break my leg on the stairs leaving nationals. Can you imagine a more embarrassing way for a cheer champ to break her leg? Whatever. I made a friend smile and she was helping me with laundry and stuff, so it wasn't that bad.
Eddie stormed in out of breath setting down a bag. "Damn it."
"Whats wrong baby?" I asked. Eddie had been helpful too. I had a pretty high sex drive and he had been more than happy to just go down on me since the cast didn't give us much room to fit him inside me.
"We got challenged to an exhibition match next week. So, the no practice week was canceled," he said, rolling his shoulders. One of his few tells. Eddie was sweet, a bit simple and you could perhaps say he was kind of a meathead in that sense, but sometimes it was charming.
"So I get to watch my man get some more ass?" I asked. He was a team player, part of the reason he'd never complain about going down on me. So I knew the best I could do for him was to show support.
He smiled. "Yeah, I guess. But I found this rare book and I wanted to try and see if it was worth anything. Thought maybe we could sell it and get some nice bedroom toys during the break."
I smiled. We were both grant money students, so sex toys wasn't really in our budget. We were both curious though. Private time with a sex toy was definitely an idea I liked too."Well, I can try and look into it for you while your at practice!" I said. Eddie was a good guy, a team player. He inspired me.
"You would?" he asked.
I nodded. He grabbed the bag and set it on my little table next to my wheelchair.
"Oh, hey baby, I left my phone on the counter, could you-"
And the door slammed shut. I don't think he heard me. I think whoever governs Murphy's law heard me though, because he the shock from how hard he closed the door caused a broom to fall and land right between my wheel spokes.
"Fuck!" I tried to twist and reach around, but even with my limberness. My cast was way to big, and it was too tender. I couldn't handle putting any weight on it. I would have to wait for him to come back... which is gonna be harder when I can't answer my phone or buzz him in. Well, he would call someone else or climb the gate. One perk of an athletic boyfriend. Though, I suppose I wouldn't be in this mess if he just heard me and didn't slam the door hard enough to cause the wall to shake the broom loose. Well, it wasn't any of it really mattered.
I grabbed this book. Bee Ez Bulb. Huh. It was so heavy. How could a... crap! My little table fell over as I lifted the book off it. Well, whatever. I set this heavy ass thing in my lap. It felt kind of warm? What kind of title was Bee Ez Bulb? A joke? It didn't seem foreign? But this was clearly embossed? Good sign for it being expensive. I wonder how Eddie got it? The cover had some kind of pinned insect? Like a butterfly in a display case. Hmm. Eddie was right to think this book was expensive, not just the embossing, but the butterfly wing felt like... felt? but... no not felt, but something of a higher quality. It was purple and... quiet warm to the touch. Why was it warm? I could feel the warm residue on my fingertip? Well, I guess maybe Eddie ran with it close to him?
Hmm... the thought of Eddie running... what an arousing thought. My hips clenched. Oops. Well, it has been a while since I could have sex, and a few days since Eddie could eat me out. I suppose I was a bit hungry. Well, you my rare little book just might be our ticket into some nice vibrators hehe. I had to remember to ask him later How he found it. Ugh! If only I had my phone. I wanted to try and look up something about it. "Hmmn" I moaned. Huh?
Well, Eddie was busy yesterday, so it couldn't be helped. Perhaps my pussy was hungrier than I had realized, because his cock in my pussy... I bit my lip at even thought. Hmm. That just sounded so fucking good. I could feel my pussy clenching harder. It was almost... hunger? No... too weak. It was hunger last week. This was like a need. I wonder if this is what a pregnancy craving is like? God, if it is, then yeah I get it. I'd do just about anything to be able to fuck Eddie properly tonight but well, duh. Broken leg.
I can help you.
"Huh?" I said. I thought I heard something. Well. Being horny I get. Being so horny I hear voices. Now that means I need to lay off the strawberries. I didn't think I ate any recently but if I had, that would make sense. They always made me horny and if I had eaten some by mistake while I couldn't have sex. Oof. I feel like I'd become a monster. I decided the best think to do was read the book to distract myself. Especially since this would be the only chance if we were gonna sell it.
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I closed the book and my eyes and held my head. What... what was that. It was. "Oh god. Oh fuck. Oh god!" What is this book. Wait. I realized it now. It wasn't just kind of warm. It was... hot. Very hot. My crotch and pussy were nearly on fire! I had to get this book off me but... what? Fuck. It slid under the arm of my chair. I was painting from the heat of it. Could I push it through? No, it wouldn't fit completely. okay. I had to pull it back.... fuck me! Hmmmm. Everytime my body was hit with a huge wave with pleasure, my body tightened and I uncontrollably raised my knees.
"Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Quiet down already! Some of us are trying to study. Can you at least fuck quietly!"
"Stacy! Fuuck! He...eee...." I paused trying to catch my breath. Calm. I need to calm down. Breath. I have a chance. "Stacy, I need your help," I said. Yes! I managed to say it. Did she hear? Please have heard me. Please.
"Need help? With what?" she said banging the wall.
The heat focused like a laser on a spot right at above my pussy and my entire body just tightened as sent into an orgasm, the same kind Eddie would send me in when he was doing his best.
"Fuuck!" I screamed between what must have been obviously the heavy breathing and moaning of a girl in **** pleasure. No! Stacy. Fuck. It won't... stop.
"Fucking gross. Like, fine. Fucking a linebacker, I get it but do you have to rub it in, I'm going to the library."
"N...oo wait," I whimpered out of breath. Fucking book. I couldn't hear anything else so I guess she was gone. Well. shit.
My entire body was on fire. I could feel my pulse in the tips of my ears, to my toes. My tongue was parched. My panties soaked. My head ached. And yet almost drowning out all of it was this hunger. Though as amazing as food sounded, I think my mouth would swallow a cock first. If my leg wasn't broken, maybe I would go for both at the same? But the broom had me trapped. I am not sure it mattered to be honest. All the pleasure it had gave me, it was hard to move. I could barely move my arms. Lifting this heavy book off of me was not nothing but a pipe dream. Whenever I touched the damned thing with my hands, my arousal instantly. The thin layer of fabric seemed to be my only defense.
That was all I could really do. Lean back, make sure no part of my skin touched it and just try and ignore the hunger. The unbearable hunger. It was... fucking unbearable. What other fucking word could describe unbearable! But if it could be believed, it was mildly better than touching the book. Without my phone though, I had no idea how much time was passing. Even without touching it, I still was brought to orgasm every once and while and when I did, I felt the laser like burning just above my pussy return for a moment. I don't know how much more I can take. Relief, please. I can't take this. Please! Help! Anyone! Help me!
I can help you.
"Hello," I said looking around. But no one was here. I was going crazy. I was losing my mind.
"..."
"Who is there? I heard... you? Or something?" I asked. It... sounded... I don't know what I heard but it was unnerving to hear something when I was stuck like this.
Read the book.
"What... no! That's... no. I haven't lost enough of my mind to do that!" I shouted. To be honest, even if I wanted too, I wasn't even sure I was strong enough to lift open the cover, but I knew that was a bad idea!
Press the book to your crotch.
"What?" That... what does that mean?
Relief.
I shook my head. No. No. I just needed to wait. I leaned back. Eddie. Save me. Please. His practice would eventually end! Eddie! I love you! I need you!
Does Chrissy get saved?
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Book of the Corruption (The Souris Triste)
Introduction
Among the mortal world are seven books each with great power, but they tend to corrupt the mind of those that read them. If that is a good thing or not I suppose depends upon what you desire and whether or not you are willing to read one of these ancient tombs.
Updated on Jun 22, 2026
by CMW
Created on Jun 9, 2026
by CMW
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