The Price to be Paid - Sex Stories

The Price to be Paid

... 30% of final marks. She was falling behind in that particular course and couldn't afford to flunk out. Next time she saw the ad for The Price, she paid more attention. She remembered seeing the black candle in the front room that morning. She followed the instructions, and nothing happened. She contemplated playing sick. Taking the test another day.

Shortly after, a new text arrived from a friend in the group with the questions and answers most likely to come up in the quiz. She memorized them and set out for school. All thoughts of The Price were forgotten.

That same day, David had watched his sister Sara shower as he did every morning and beat himself off. He'd found a knot in the wall of his bedroom that could be removed, giving him a clear view into her bathroom. It didn't make him feel good that he was perving on his sister, but the orgasms were damn fine. All he wanted in life was to lose his virginity. All his friends had lost their ages ago, if you were to believe their talk. He seemed to find it impossible to talk to women.

His TikTok informed him that his mother and sister had both watched a video called The Price. He selected it and thought 'why not?'. Soon, he too was following the ritual, and as soon as it ended, feeling like an idiot, cleared everything away.

The next day, when Mary returned from depositing the check and sending emails to let her creditors know she was good for the debts, she sat relieved in the kitchen and watched the world move ...

... about her. Sara had grown into a fine young woman. She was very attractive, although short like Mary. She had the same long dark hair, but her breasts were bigger and hips smaller. Mary was self-conscious about her own wide hips and big butt. She was thrilled it wasn't something Sara would have to worry about. David, meanwhile, was a good-looking boy. Over six foot tall, he was athletic, easy going to a fault, but remorselessly shy. He had lots of friends, but Mary worried that he just didn't have the x-factor that made it easy for guys to pull girls. Not that she wanted him rushing into anything he wasn't ready for.

She informed each child that they were going to have a special dinner that evening to celebrate their newfound good fortune and to toast Great Aunt Grace. They agreed, reluctantly, to be there for six. The rest of the day panned out much like any other for all three of them. If anything, they all seemed to be blessed with unusually good luck. Mary spent the afternoon cooking dinner, and close to six, headed to the shower to freshen up. She heard the door opening downstairs and the sounds of both of her children making for their respective rooms. Soon, the house was full of the sound of showers running.

When Mary arrived downstairs again, she set the table and waited for her children. David was first to arrive.

"What the hell do you think you're playing at, young man?" His mother shrieked when he walked into the kitchen.

"Where are your clothes?" David ...