Dance with the Devil
Virgin. Catholic schoolgirl. Hottie. Succubus.
Chapter 1 by rhwny
It was morning in Manhattan, and Max Ridley was an incorrigible tease.
The lithe, almost-eighteen brunette bit her full(but not puffy), M-shaped lips and smiled naughtily as she looked at the reflection of her nude figure in the mirror. With the exception of a few stretch marks around her thighs from her growth spurt a few years ago, her light, but not pale skin was otherwise perfect. She ran her hand through her head-framing, lopsided bob and brushed aside the difficult lock that always dropped down to partially cover her right eye. After a few seconds, it fell again. Max didn’t mind, as it added an air of wild, roguish mystery.
Her high cheekbones, sculpted jawline, dark lashes, and arched eyebrows made her pretty, but hard work and four thousand yards a day in the pool made her sexy. Giving up after school excursions to the local Starbucks with friends was worth seeing her incredibly toned figure in the mirror. If she were a few inches taller, she could easily have been a model. Or so her girlfriends told her.
Max shot a cursory glance at her digital clock. It was 7:42AM. Max had gotten a surprisingly restful night’s sleep, falling into a deep slumber just after seven – almost a full twelve hours. She had a few more minutes to herself before she had to put clothes on.
Procrastination is a sin!
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Hi, this is the author: At this point in time I've left this story on hiatus, mostly because I'm having a really hard time trying to write the different branches of the story without jeopardizing what I intend for the character. I thought about putting a long intro story in at the beginning, but after some thought I've realized that this just doesn't really fit the chyoa formula. Instead, what I have decided to do is this: I'm going to post up a series of stories I have about Max's initial arc on literotica, and then make chyoas as mini-subplots detailing her some of her misadventures. Without spoiling too much, for example, Max ends up trapped in an alternate dimension mentioned in the original story and you, her reader/shoulder angels, must help her escape. Thank you for reading - without you guys, I would not be writing much.
Updated on May 17, 2014
by rhwny
Created on May 12, 2014
by rhwny
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