Sex Magic: The Voyeur Spell

By Kali Lowe

Length: 4100 words. Includes excerpts.

Warning: This story contains adult themes meant for adult readers! Contains content some readers may find objectionable, including F/M/F sex, lesbian sex, unprotected sex, and magically empowered voyeurism.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kali Lowe
• Release date: Feb 5, 2012
• ISBN: 9781465945426

Kali Lowe

Kali Lowe is a career author and hobbyist musician who loves to apply her overactive imagination toward describing naughty sex scenes in intricate detail. She enjoys writing stories that tease and build gradually into an explosive ending. She lives in New England with her long-term boyfriend and far too many cats. Follow Kali on Twitter @KaliLoweEros tumblr: kalilowe.tumblr.com Email: kali.lowe.eros at gmail

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Sex Magic: The Voyeur Spell

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Kali Lowe

Sex Magic: The Voyeur Spell

Copyright 2012 Kali Lowe

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Sex Magic: The Voyeur Spell

David felt he needed a positive change in his life. That's why he decided to learn about black magic.

Actually, it was mostly Annette's idea. She insisted that he had the old eastern European blood, and if anyone could do it, he could. He wasn't sure how she figured that. He was dark haired and dark eyed, and average in almost every way. A fact that had been made abundantly clear by his attempts at entering the dating world over the years.

He didn't have that problem with Annette. She was cute in a way that most people didn't notice, with shaggy blonde hair that just came down to her jawline, and a curvy, feminine figure that she usually hid by dressing like a boy. But he was around her enough to notice. And he certainly did notice.

Okay, so he might have had a little crush. But she was also his best friend. He would never do anything to threaten that.

She met him at their usual place, an independent coffee shop. She was dressed in her favorite jeans, which were rather the worse for wear and had more than a few rips. She wore a short, beat-up leather jacket over a white tank top. She threw herself down next to him in the booth and dropped a book on the table with a loud bang. People stared, then