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A strategy emerges...

by Zazder

Chapter 6 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

The air in the firehouse bay was thick with the scent of sweat, sex, and Sabrina’s magic. A low, collective hum of pleasure vibrated through the cavernous space, underscored by the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh. Sabrina stood near the gleaming engine, a petite blonde goddess...

Sabrina recruits a team.

by Zazder

Chapter 6 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

Sabrina asks for help... and receives it

by Zazder

Chapter 5 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

The room still stank of sex and magic. Sabrina’s own scent—musk and ozone—clung to her like a second skin. Her cock, semi-hard and resting against her thigh, was a constant, heavy reminder. It’s a parasite. And it’s hungry again. She the thought down. Action. She needed a...

Sabrina recruits a team.

by Zazder

Chapter 5 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

They moved through the mortal night with a new, unified purpose. Sabrina’s magical aura felt like a storm front rolling ahead of them, a palpable pressure. By the time they reached the chain-link fence surrounding the muddy rugby pitch, Sabrina was fully erect again, her cock str...

Sabrina has more fun with her companion...

by Zazder

Chapter 4 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

The firefighter’s strong arms loosened their hold. Her breathing began to even out from ragged gasps to deep, satisfied pulls. The haze in her warm brown eyes cleared a fraction, replaced by a dazed, post-coital wonder. She shifted slightly, Sabrina’s softening cock slipping from...

Sabrina goes to the Academy...

by Zazder

Chapter 4 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

The chill night air did nothing to cool the fever in Sabrina’s blood. Leah walked a half-step behind her, a silent, powerful shadow. Her earlier confusion was gone, replaced by a focused, eager intensity. Every few steps, her hand would drift out, her fingers brushing the back of...

Sabrina asks for help from her cousin...

by Zazder

Chapter 3 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

The sticky, cooling mess on her stomach was a stark reminder. This wasn’t going away. The low, persistent thrum in her new cock, the aching emptiness in her cunt—it was a constant, maddening pulse. Sabrina cleaned herself with trembling hands, the scent of her own spend clinging...

Sabrina tries to resist

by Zazder

Chapter 4 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

The word “cunny” in that high, childish voice was the final straw. Something in Sabrina’s chest twisted, a mix of revulsion and a dark, answering throb between her legs. Her cock, already softening, gave a stubborn pulse against her thigh. Zelda nuzzled her cheek against Sabrina...

Sabrina lets her aunt continue...

by Zazder

Chapter 3 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

Her fingers weren'tt just touching. They were claiming. Zelda’s elegant hand, the one that had always gestured with strict authority, now wrapped completely around Sabrina’s shaft. Her palm was cool, her grip surprisingly firm. Sabrina flinched, a sharp gasp punching from her lu...

Sabrina opens the door and asks her aunt for help...

by Zazder

Chapter 2 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

The voice was unmistakable. Sharp. Clipped. Zelda’s. Panic, cold and immediate, doused the warm afterglow clinging to Sabrina’s skin. Her gaze darted around the disaster of her bedroom: the overturned cauldron still dripping violet onto her rug, the parchment floating in a puddle...

Sabrina makes up an excuse...

by Zazder

Chapter 2 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

Chapter 2: The Amplified Hunger Aunt Zelda’s voice, crisp with concern, cut through the door. “Sabrina? I heard a noise. A rather forceful one.” Sabrina’s heart hammered against her ribs. She stared at the sticky mess cooling on her stomach, at the unfamiliar, softening flesh r...

Introduction

by Zazder

Chapter 1 in The Sexual Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

The empty house felt too quiet, a hollow echo of Harvey’s absence. Sabrina stirred the pewter cauldron on her bedroom desk, her movements sharp with a frustration that was entirely, achingly physical. Two weeks of football camp. Two weeks of texts and static phone calls that did...