The Little Witch Comes To Town Part Three
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Tuesday, The Final Day
The sound of the headboard in the opposite bedroom banging rhythmically against the wall awakened me shortly after daybreak on the Tuesday morning. My first thought was that this was the last day of Tina and Jim's visit with us, and therefor my last opportunity to screw my voluptuous little blonde bed-partner, who was sleeping peacefully with her head on my chest. I automatically reached down for one of her huge breasts.
My gentle caress of her nipple immediately woke her, and those lovely, large sapphire eyes opened to fix sleepily on my face. A slow smile spread across her face, then she pulled my head down for a lingering kiss.
“Hello, lovely man,” she breathed as our lips eventually separated. Then, the smile returning as the noises from the other room registered, “They're at it again, aren't they?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Let's join them,” she suggested, sitting up and fluffing out her long mane of golden ringlets with both hands. The sheet slid down from the mountainous height of her tremendous tits as she did so. I slid both arms around her and grabbed two fleshy fistfuls, tweaking her nipples.
“Are you sure?”
Tina laughed, grasping both my hands and pressing her tits firmly into them.
“Oh yes,” she said. “It's double-header time, handsome. I'm gonna get me some.”
With that she slipped out of bed and pulled me by the hand in to the master bedroom.
I was greeted by the sight of my wife riding Jim's gigantic Beast in the cowgirl position, gripping the headboard of our bed with both hands as she enthusiastically plunged her pussy up and down the entire length of that massive phallus, her waist-length, straight, dark-brown hair flying around her in a cloud as she rode. Jim's palms were glued to her nipples as they bounced and he bucked his hips up into her hard each time she slammed down, throwing her back into the upward arc. Melanie's eyes had that half asleep, slightly glazed look that they assumed when she was drunk on sex.
As I walked past the end of the bed I gave my wife's bouncing ass a sharp slap.
“Ooh-hooh,” she responded, glancing in my direction and blowing me a kiss. “Join us,” she invited breathily.
I noticed that she was still wearing the black stockings and garter belt; nothing else.
The Little Witch scrambled onto the bed, stepped over her husband's face, sat on it, and began kissing Melanie hungrily as Mel continued to ride.
Taking up my wife's invitation, I knelt on the bed behind her, grabbed her by the hips to hold her still momentarily, slid my now rigid cock smoothly into her rectum, drove it all the way home, then relaxed my grip to allow her to resume her ride. Her motion was changed somewhat, her hips now moving back as well as down to drive both dicks deep inside her.
“Umm,” she murmured as the first double penetration sensation took hold. “Mmm, mmm.”
I could feel that great electric hum as all four of us were connected; me grinding my wife's ass, Jim pounding her pussy, fondling her tits and eating his wife's pussy, Tina riding her husband's face while kissing Melanie passionately, and Mel taking Jim's cock in her pussy, mine in her ass, and Tina's tongue in her mouth.
Mel took it all like the goddess of sex, her movements becoming progressively more demanding as she approached her climax, her hips working both cocks to perfection as Jim and I did our best to drive our cocks deep inside her with maximum force and speed and she swallowed Tiny Titsy Tina's tongue greedily. It seemed to go on and on, until finally, as everyone's breathing grew ragged, Jim and I both exploded simultaneously up my wife, Jim gushing into her pussy and me hosing out her ass. Melanie ground her ass down hard on both cocks, then froze in position as they both throbbed in place and her own orgasm burst over her in waves, making her shudder from head to toe. When we all finished coming, we collapsed in a pile of tangled limbs, gasping for air.
“Oh, what a great start to the new day,” Mel murmured between gasps. “Fucked senseless at dawn.”
“Did you sleep at all?” I gasped back.
“Couple hours.”
“Us too,” the Little Witch contributed.
“So nobody actually managed to stay awake all night as promised,” Jim observed.
“Is that a complaint?” Mel asked, still gasping.
“God, no,” Jim affirmed. “You gave me such a work out, I think I might have died if you had kept going for those two hours.”
“Good,” said Mel, sounding pleased. “I wouldn't want you to feel short-changed.”
“No chance of that,” drawled the cowboy. “You are one wild ride, lady.” The Little Witch bit his shoulder, getting a loud “Ow!” from her husband, which seemed to satisfy her.
“How did Titsy do?” my wife asked pruriently.
“Four aces,” I replied, which made Tina smile broadly and caused my wife to frown.
“That's the highest possible hand in poker,” Melanie said. “That means she wins.”
“Not quite,” I corrected her. “The top hand is a royal flush. Next is a straight flush. They both beat four of a kind. You should know that, Mel, the number of games of strip poker you have played.”
“So what hand was Mel?” the Little Witch demanded of her husband.
“Royal flush, every time,” Jim replied laconically.
“Ooh you, you...” Tina pummelled her husband's chest with her small fists.
“Hey, whatcha hittin' me for?” Jim objected. “It was Nick who gave you the four aces!”
Tina broke off in mid pummel. “You're right!” she exclaimed, crawling over her husband to attack me.
I smothered her in my arms, laughing. “Stop it, stop it, stop it,” I said. “I thought four aces was a wonderful score, but if Jim says Mel is a royal flush, then you're a royal flush too. Okay?”
The Little Witch went quiescent in my arms, snuggling in and murmuring, “It'll do.”
“So she's as good as me, huh?” Melanie said challengingly.
“Ah, hell,” I said, realizing too late that I was in a no win situation now.
Mel took pity on me, giving me her most dazzling smile and saying, “I'm glad you had as good a night as me then, honey. Jim shagged my ass off.”
“Well, Nick fucked my ass so hard I had to swallow when he came up there,” Tina retorted coarsely. Melanie cracked up, her laughter infecting the rest of us.
“Call it quits?” Mel asked Tina.
“Yeah, even Steven,” agreed the Little Witch. “How good was my husband?”
“He was going like a bull all night.”
“Yours too.”
“Then I guess everybody's happy.”
“Ecstatic,” I agreed.
“Hunky dory,” Jim offered.
“Good, 'cause I've got plans,” Tina asserted.
“Oh Christ,” said Mel.
“Our plane doesn't leave 'til three,” the Little Witch continued. “It's now seven o'clock, so we can fuck 'til noon. I'm proposing continuous double-headers from now through then, with you and I alternating as the meat in the sandwich, Mel, with the other one playing around the edges as we ride, to keep us all connected. We suck 'em and fuck 'em as many times as we can get 'em up. What do you say, Mel?”
My wife grinned hugely. “Sounds like my idea of heaven. I'm in! Boys?”
“It's a dirty job, but I guess someone's gotta do it,” I agreed, earning myself a swat from both girls.
“In,” said Jim.
“But first I want to eat your pussy, Mel, while your husband fucks my ass,” Tina carried on. “Okay?”
“Okay. Yes, please. Yummy. Girl stuff,” my wife agreed. “Now?”
“Yup.”
Mel rolled onto her back, spread her legs wide, feet flat on the bed, knees up, all legs, pussy and black stockings, and said, “Bring it on.”
The Little Witch's mouth closed around my cock as she rolled to her knees, sucking hard. I slid my hand into her golden mane, holding her head as she worked my cock with her mouth, soft lips gliding up and down the shaft, small hand cupping my balls, tongue flicking over the head. I was rock hard in a minute.
Satisfied with my erection, the Little Witch crawled between Melanie's legs and went down on her, resting on her forearms with her ass in the air. I knee-walked between her legs, pushing her left foot out to the left to open her up wider, spread her buttocks and drove my dick up her rear entry until it was buried to the balls, then took her by the hips and started doing her ass with long, slow strokes.
Tina nuzzled her face between my wife's lower lips, sliding her tongue deep into Melanie's vagina, lapping, then withdrawing and slurping along the line of her snatch from bottom to top, pausing every now and again to suckle gently on the clitoris, then running through the sequence again, but burrowing her face deeper into Mel's pussy with each repetition until tongue, mouth and nose were becoming completely ensconced, with Mel's vaginal lips spread across her cheeks like wings. Mel was soon gasping with pleasure, intermittently “oohing” quietly. After ten minuted or so, during which I was reaming Tina's terrific ass with increasing force and speed, my wife wrapped her legs around the Little Witch's neck, using her thighs to force Tina's face deeper into her pussy and grinding her pussy into the other woman's face. I was amazed that Tina could still breathe.
At this point, Jim stepped over my wife's face, slid the Beast into her mouth and began pumping that giant salami in and out of her mouth. Mel simply opened wide and swallowed it all.
Watching Jim fuck my wife's face as I fucked his wife's ass and she ate my wife's pussy got me so excited that I cranked up to warp speed, battering in and out of Tina's back passage like a steam hammer until I exploded up there like a bottle rocket. I stayed up there after I came, letting my erection wilt away slowly as I watched my wife using her hips to fuck Tina's face and her mouth to fuck Tina's husband. When Mel started to shudder again I knew Tina had succeeded in getting her off orally. Tina surfaced, cheeks wet and smiling broadly as Mel quivered and shook. Then she reached over and started rubbing her husband's testicles as he drove his dick down my wife's throat. Her touch affected him like an electric shock and I saw his dick start to throb as he ejaculated in my wife's mouth. Mel swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed again before Jim withdrew his humongous cock, then she licked her lips lasciviously and smiled up at him.
“Not bad,” I thought. “I've had two beautiful women's asses and it's not even eight o'clock yet.”
Melanie looked over at me. “Breakfast?” she said quizzically. “Coffee?” Hopefully.
“Coming right up,” I responded, sliding off the bed. “Bacon and eggs all round?” Everybody mumbled their agreement.
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I brought trays of bacon, eggs, home fries, toast and coffee through to the bedroom for everybody and we all ate and drank sitting on the bed, propped against the headboard. When we were finished Melanie said, “I could use a shower. Communal shower?”
“Ooh, yes,” the Little Witch agreed eagerly. Jim and I nodded assent, exchanging happy grins at the unexpected treat.
We have a large, two head shower in our en suite bathroom, so there was plenty of room for the four of us to pile in. With the hot water cascading over us, Melanie turned to me, handing me the soap then turning her back to me. I began soaping her back, then Jim moved in and began soaping her front, starting with her tits. The Little Witch moved in behind me and reached around to start soaping my cock, which immediately responded. Mel pushed me back with her ass as she bent over to take Jim's cock in her mouth. I quickly rinsed off my cock and Tina slipped it into my wife's pussy from behind. Melanie spread her legs wide, gripped Jim's thighs to brace herself, ground her ass back into me to drive my cock deep in her pussy, then swallowed sixteen inches of tube steak whole as Jim drove the beast straight down her throat. Jim and I then began jacking her up from both directions.
“Ooeee!” the Little Witch squealed, splashing water everywhere as she jumped up and down. “Double-headers in the shower! Yummy, yummy!” Then, “Me next! Come on, Mel, share!”
Melanie pulled Jim's cock out of her mouth and stood up straight, stepping off my cock.
“Fair's fair, boys,” she said. “Do the little drowned rat.”
Squealing with delight, the Little Witch dropped to her knees in a spot where she was being doused by both shower-heads and said, “Lie down, Nick.”
I complied, spluttering a little as water found its way up my nose. Tina straddled my hips, scooped up my cock and impaled herself on it in the cowgirl position. Her husband knelt in front of her and fed her the Beast. She then started wriggling up and down my cock with a corkscrew motion of her hips as Jim fucked her face, hard. Melanie soaped herself up then stepped astride the Little Witch's back and rubbed her wet pussy along Tina's back as Tina rode me and sucked her husband.
That lasted about five minutes, then Melanie demanded another turn. Tina reluctantly agreed and dismounted.
Mel said, “Sandwich this time,” so I lay down on the floor of the shower again, Mel mounted my cock in the reverse cowgirl position, and I watched the water streaming down her beautiful back, over her ass and around her tits as Jim drove the monstrous Beast up her ass. Mel slammed her ass back and down to get us both fully embedded, then rode us like a trick rider as hot water streamed over our bodies. Tina knelt in front of Melanie, kissing her and fondling her tits as Mel rode two cocks hard.
“Can I make them come?” she asked the Little Witch. “Wouldn't want to deprive you.”
“Sure. We can get them up again,” the Little Witch acceded.
Permission granted, Melanie went to work with her patented ass grind, the modified two-dick version, swirling her hips in a circular motion while driving back and down hard, then counter-rotating on the way up, repeat ad infinitum.
Mel was hot and dripping on the inside as well as the outside. The Little Witch's ministrations had her nipples out like organ stops, about an inch and a half long and rigid. If you ever get the chance to get in a shower with two beautiful, soaking wet women, don't miss it. It's a sight you will never forget.
Watching Jim's giant member pounding in and out of my wife's massively expanded anus got me really hot, increasing my pleasure a couple of orders of magnitude as I nailed her pussy equally hard. Melanie was moaning deep in her throat, around Tina's active tongue, as she strove to get both dicks as far up inside her as possible. When Jim and I eventually both came she was already orgasming, multiple waves shaking her entire body. Tina shoved one of her enormous tits into Mel's mouth as she came, saying, “Suck on it, baby, suck hard,” and tweaking Mel's nipples at the same time..
When Jim and I dismounted, Melanie rolled onto her back, letting the water play over her body, and murmured, “Ah, geez, that might just be the best fuck ever. Thank you, boys.”
Tina allowed us to rest under the soothing flow of hot water for about five minutes before saying to Mel, “Well, don't just lie there, get sucking. They have to do me now.”
Melanie laughed. “I'll try, but I'm not sure they can recover that fast.”
She was right.
Melanie crouched on her haunches in front of Jim and began swallowing his cock, teasing the head with her tongue, licking the shaft from top to bottom, swallowing the whole thing right down to his balls, but nothing worked.
Tina did much the same for me, but there were no signs of life.
“Huh,” said Tina huffily. “What now?”
“More coffee and a rest, then we'll be fine,” I suggested.
“Agreed,” said Mel. “Come on, Titsy, let's go and get gussied up, give them something tempting to look at while the poor, overworked darlings recover.”
Tina sniggered. “Alright, Legs, let's do it.” she concurred.
The women kicked us out into the kitchen to refresh the coffee while they selected their finery. By the time they joined us we had a fresh pot of coffee brewed; they were well worth the wait.
The Little Witch was dressed in her tiny black leather vest that barely covered her nipples, leaving the vast majority of her breasts exposed, black garter belt, her seamed black fishnet stockings and the cowboy boots, with her white stetson perched on the back of her head. She swaggered in with her thumbs hooked in the garter belt, dazzled me with her best smile and flashing sapphire eyes, and said, “I just wanted you to remember me as your cowgirl from Calgary.”
I grinned back at her. “My sexy cowgirl from Calgary,” I amended.
Melanie was all in white – white corset with silver starbursts, comets and planets all over it, the bodice cut so exceedingly low that only her nipples were covered, white seamed stockings and white ankle-strapped sandals with silver, five-inch heels. She had threaded small, silver tinsel stars into her dark, almost black, pubic bush so that it glittered when her hips swayed.
“Oh look, it's my virgin bride,” I quipped.
Tina snorted derisively and Mel said, “I don't think so. There isn't one orifice in my body that can claim virgin status any more. Not that I would want to. It's much more fun being a slut.”
“Gang banged super-slut,” Tina corrected.
Mel raised her eyebrows at her. “You too, Titsy,” she pointed out.
“You betcha,” the Little Witch agreed readily.
“Hmm, I see stirrings of interest,” Melanie observed, staring pointedly at Jim's and my rising dicks.
“Oh goody, back to the bedroom,” Tina enthused, grabbing my hand and towing me in that direction. Melanie did the same with Jim.
When we were all settled on the bed, Tina said, “Sixty-nine, Mel?”
“Yes, that usually works,” my wife agreed.
Melanie pushed Jim down on his back, settled her pussy down over his mouth and bent forward to suck his cock. Tina did the same to me, settling her black fishnet-clad thighs alongside my ears then taking the whole of my cock into her mouth in one long swallow. I stared up at her luscious lower lips in their nest of golden curls, then pulled myself up to bury my face in Tina's cavernous pussy, probing its depths with my tongue as she sucked back on my dick. My world became pink and gold and warm and wet and flavorful. My brain turned to mush as Tina's soft lips and warm, wet mouth worked my cock to the hardness of diamond.
“My turn to get them both,” Tina told Mel.
“No argument here,” Melanie confirmed.
The Little Witch slid off my face.
“What do you want, Nick, pussy or ass?” she asked.
“Ass this time, please,” I chose.
“Okay then, husband, get on your back,” she instructed Jim.
“It makes a change for it to be you saying that to me,” Jim cracked as he obeyed. We all laughed.
Tina straddled his telephone pole in the reverse cowgirl position and slowly slid herself down its length until she was fully impaled, then bent forward from the waist and slapped her ass suggestively. I took the hint and mounted up in the required position. Mel moved in alongside me, slid her hand between my legs and massaged my balls as I began slowly riding Tina's ass, admiring her fishnet-clad legs as I did so. I felt Jim's immense cock begin stroking in and out of his wife's pussy, and Tina settled into a steady backward thrust with her ass. As we gradually sped up Melanie released my balls and moved around in front of Tina, stepping over Jim's legs, going down on her forearms, then backing up until her pussy was within reach of Tina's face. Tina bent further forward and began licking Melanie's pussy as Jim bored into her pussy and I reamed her ass. The delightful view of Mel's perfect ass and pussy framed by the white garters and stockings, with Tina's tongue flickering in and out of her pussy, energized me and I began giving Tina's ass some real stick. Jim felt the change of pace and began doing the same to her pussy.
It wasn't long before the lubricious friction of that delightful ass caused me to pop my cork again and I once more filled Jim's wife's back passage with a load of semen.
Feeling my cock throbbing up her ass, Tina sped up her hip thrusts on her husband's dick and induced him to come before my cock had stopped throbbing. As Jim and I withdrew our cocks, Tina reached up her right hand to Melanie's pussy, spread Mel's vaginal lips wide then slipped all four fingers inside, folded in her thumb then worked her entire forearm, up to her elbow, into my wife's pussy and moved it in and out vigorously for a while, eliciting satisfied groans from my wife.
“Wow, that feels pretty much like having Jim up there,” my slut wife murmured appreciatively. Tina giggled.
When Tina finally removed her forearm, with an audible 'plop', Melanie muttered, “Huh. I was just getting into that.”
“Don't worry, Legs,” said Tina, “We'll get you some real cock in a minute or two.”
Jim and I groaned. Both girls laughed.
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“Okay, Legs, you're up,” said the Little Witch. She obviously figured twenty minutes and two cups of coffee was a good enough rest.
Melanie giggled. “Jim, you're our guest, so what would you like this time?” she asked coquettishly.
“I'd like that gorgeous ass again, if Nick has no objections,” Jim responded with a grin.
“Fine by me,” I said.
“He's definitely addicted to your ass,” Tina commented.
“Him and every other adult male who gets a good look at it,” my wife bragged.
Tina blew a loud raspberry.
“Climb on,” Jim said to Mel, rolling onto his back with the Beast sticking up like a flagpole.
Melanie straddled him with her back towards him, tucked the head of his enormous cock into her rectum, leaned back on her hands and lowered her ass slowly until the whole prodigious pork pole was buried in her back passage, then lay back on his chest and spread her legs wide in invitation to me. I stepped astride Jim's legs, got between my wife's legs and slid deep into my home pussy. Mel swung her white stocking-clad legs up to hook her high-heeled shoes behind my shoulder-blades and said, “Let me have it then, boys.”
We did. Jim pumped that gigantic bar of meat up and down in my wife's ass, I slammed my cock in and out of her pussy, Mel jounced and bounced, her tits, freed from the corset, jiggled and swirled, while her legs clamped around my ribs as she ground her pussy into my pelvis. Tina roamed around the outside, groping everybody and cheering us on.
After ten minute or so pounding away on her in this position, Jim said to me, “Roll her over.”
I rolled over on to my back, pulling Mel with me so that she was now on top, and Jim followed her over, somehow managing to keep his cock up her ass the whole time. Melanie was now lying flat on my chest with her legs spread in a wide vee, with Jim supported on his arms over her, driving his cock almost straight down into her ass. With the increased freedom of movement of the new position he was able to deliver long strokes, giving her the whole sixteen inches both in and out. I was bucking up hard under my wife's weight to give her the same treatment in her pussy. Tina was now sitting astride my face, her black fishnet thighs alongside my ears, kissing her husband as he reamed my wife's ass fiercely. Mel was soon moaning like a steam whistle.
Mel came noisily after about fifteen minutes of double-dicking in this position, Jim coming up her ass and me in her pussy at almost the same moment.
We all slumped into a sprawling heap of inert bodies, Mel still lying on top of me, Jim on his back to my left with Melanie's right hand grasping his dick, and Tina under my right arm with her right hand resting on Mel's butt.
I was drifting away when Melanie suddenly scrambled to her knees, exclaiming, “Damn! It's quarter to twelve already. We'd better have another quick shower to get the smell of sex off us, then get you guys to the airport.”
There was a mad scramble, with stockings, corsets, garter belts and other articles of clothing flying in all directions, another flit through the shower with two beautiful naked ladies, a packing frenzy, then we were in the Jeep on the way to the airport, a half-hour drive.
I was driving. The Little Witch, being the Little Witch, hauled my cock out and blew me as I drove. Talk about distracted driving! I came in her mouth while we were still ten minutes out from the airport.
Melanie, in the back with Jim, seemed inspired by Tina's actions; she did Jim doggy style on the back seat, with him coming inside her just as I turned into the multi-storey car park, necessitating a hasty scrabble to dismount and get her skirt down before we reached the ticket booth.
Jim and I carried the luggage through to the check-in desk, which is where we said our goodbyes, with hugs and kisses and promises to see each other again soon.
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Back at home, Melanie decided that she wanted to take a peek at the Little Witch's performance the previous night and I agreed, with the provision that I wanted to take a look at how well Mel had serviced Jim. She readily agreed to that; not only is she an exhibitionist, she also loves to see photos and videos of herself having sex. She reviews the documentaries that Sue produces of our group sex parties in painstaking detail, and I invariably get laid afterwards because they make her incredibly horny.
We went to the master laptop in the living room and pulled up one of the three camera feeds from the main guest room, the camera with the point of view from the end of the bed, on the ninety-inch television. There was no audio: we always kept the sound off. Even exhibitionists don't want their intimate conversations recorded. The cameras are motion activated, so there were no long periods of inactivity when we were sleeping.
You have already heard the story of my night with Tina, so I won't bore you by repeating all that, but it was all new to Mel and she lapped it up.
“Hmm,” she said as she watched me fucking the Little Witch's tits. “Judging by the expression on your face you were having a great time there. Is fucking those mountains better than fucking my hills?” she asked.
“No, but I would like to fuck your hills more often,” I replied.
“That can be arranged,” Mel offered with a pleased grin. “I hadn't realized how much you enjoyed it.”
When we reached the part where Tina was doing the splits and using her thigh muscles and hips to drive her ass up and down my cock, I said hopefully, “Titsy says she can teach you to do that.”
“She won't have to,” demurred Melanie. “Now I have seen her do it, I can do it. I'll show you later.”
By her snort of laughter I deduced that I was beaming like a happy idiot.
“I'm going to give these videos to Suze to edit,” Melanie went on. “You know what a great job she does. Besides, I want to see how envious she gets. Then we can show them at the next Play Group. That will boggle the three girls who haven't seen Jim naked. They will all be clamouring to get some of the Beast.”
Melanie's overall verdict when she had flicked through the whole video was, “Well, that lovely little tramp is one very accomplished slut. She's certainly serious competition. I can see I am going to have to work hard to keep your attention when she is around.”
I grinned at her. “Suze is serious competition, but you've never let that worry you.” Then I added, “So she is going to be around?”
“Oh yes, provided you and Jake agree, of course. Sue and I both love her, but don't you dare tell her that or she will be absolutely unbearable. We were thinking that she and Jim could be the Calgary branch of our playgroup.”
“Sounds great,” I agreed eagerly. “I'm in.”
“Yes, I saw that in the video,” murmured Mel. “Everywhere.”
I laughed.
Melanie continued, “Titsy tells me that they don't have any playmates in Calgary, but her sister has an attractive husband who is always checking out the Little Witch's assets whenever the four of them are together. So she is thinking that she will talk to her sister about the possibility of some group sex. Apparently the two girls have discussed sex frankly ever since they were teenagers. Anyway, if she can get that going there might be even more fun to be had in Calgary when we visit.”
“She has a sister? Is the sister as hot as her? Another blonde?” I gabbled.
My wife gave me her best haughty look, straight down her elegant nose. “A little over-eager, aren't we?” she enquired tartly. “But yes, according to Titsy she is hotter than herself, but that means nothing because the Little Witch underrates herself, believe it or not, and she is blonde, but with straight hair rather than Titsy's ringlets, and she is two years younger. There is also a third sister who is a year older than Titsy, but I don't know anything about her.”
“I noticed you said 'When we go to Calgary,' not 'If',” I commented.
“Uh-huh. We did say we would visit.”
“Yes, we did. So when were you thinking?”
“Maybe March?”
I laughed again. “I knew it. You can't wait to get some more of that giant dick!”
Melanie actually blushed, a rare event. “Well, size may not be important, but what girl wouldn't be eager for more of that enormous tree-trunk?”
I hugged her. “Okay. Now let's see you riding that tree-trunk”
I switched the video feed to one of the four cameras in the master bedroom, a side view this time. This was the action that I really wanted to see.
The opening scene was Jim removing my wife's tiny leather bra and cupping her tits as they stood at the end of the bed. Mel lay back in his arms and let him cop a lengthy feel before turning to him and kissing him long and hard. When she finally broke off the kiss, she placed her hand flat on his chest and suddenly shoved him backwards onto the bed, then dived on top of him, giggling. She then swivelled around to sit astride his face, scooped up the Beast with her left hand and stuffed the enormous head into her gaping mouth. She then slid her lips down the entire length of the shaft until she had swallowed the entire snake, then eased back up until only the head was in her mouth, whereupon she circled the helmet with her tongue before diving down again. Her mouth was forced into a huge circle encompassing that massive meat, and her jaw looked on the point of dislocation, but she showed no signs of discomfort as she settled into a regular rhythm, sucking like a four-barrel Holly carburettor. Jim lay back and enjoyed it, gripping her thighs and giving her pussy a generous helping of tongue.
To my surprise, Mel sucked him all the way to ejaculation, swallowing repeatedly as Jim came like a busted fire hydrant. I had thought she would have wanted that mighty member between her legs as soon as possible, but I was wrong. Apparently she wanted the semen cocktail more urgently.
I flicked through the ensuing rest break to get to the next action sequence, which was Melanie making Jim fight for it. She was lying next to him and Jim appeared to be napping when she suddenly rolled him off the edge of the bed on to the floor, then scooted off the other side of the bed, jumping to her feet and laughing. Jim sat up, startled, then made a rush across the bed at Mel, who danced out of the way and tripped him to the floor, following him down and wrapping her legs around him in a scissor lock. She had done this to me and to Jake in the past, and we had both learned to avoid those lovely legs. They are very strong.
I should mention here that Melanie was still wearing her garter belt, black stockings and heels, so the sights were very appealing. Her shoes had ankle straps, so they stayed in place for the wrestling match that ensued. At one point Mel pinned Jim to the floor by kneeling on his shoulders with her pussy right in front of his face. Jim grabbed her under the arms and lifted her bodily, depositing her over his face then slurping on her pussy. Mel rolled off, giggling, and got him back in the scissor lock. After a struggle, Jim succeeded in prising her ankles apart and forcing her legs open to break the scissor lock. He then squirmed around between her legs until he was facing her, forced her ankles down beside her ears, then used his hips to drive his colossal cock deep into her pussy. At that point Mel stopped struggling and began grinding her hips into Jim's groin as he hammered away at her pussy. By the time Jim came inside her, Melanie was gripping his buttocks with both hands and driving her fingernails deep to urge him on.
Fast forward to the next bout. Melanie cleared the top of the dresser, which is about three feet high, then lay down on it with her left leg lying vertically up against the wall and her right leg splayed wide with her foot on the floor, just as I had predicted to Tina. In this position her pussy was aligned directly with the video camera, a fact that I was sure she was entirely aware of. Jim stood between her spread legs, at the end of the dresser, and jacked her hard for at least twenty minutes before filling her up again. Mel was looking very pleased with herself when he was done.
Another break, another nap for Jim, and Melanie awakens him by sucking on his dick, then rolls onto her side facing him, pulls her right knee up to her chest and pulls Jim into position over her left leg, which is extended straight and is now between his legs as he mounts her and does her from the side, sitting upright on his knees and burying his gigantic joint to the balls in my wife's fully exposed, super-expanded, dripping wet pussy with each powerful stroke. Mel holds her right leg to her chest throughout another fifteen minutes of pussy pounding and screams as Jim comes up her once more.
The next act was Jim doing her up against the bedroom wall with Mel's legs wrapped around his hips and him pinning her in place with his body. This was the part where Tina called out to them and they moved over to our bedroom door, all of which took place off camera.
Next up was a face fuck. Melanie lay stretched out on the bed with her head tilted back over the end to give Jim a straight run from mouth to throat. Jim stood in front of her wide open mouth, slid the Beast home all the way to his scrotum, then pounded away until it throbbed steadily, delivering a pipeline of semen direct to Melanie's throat. Melanie slurped and swallowed, slurped and swallowed, slurped and swallowed.
After that it was ass time. Melanie faced the wall, supporting her weight on her spread arms, that perfect ass sticking out, legs spread wide, and Jim drove the meat pole up her ass, spreading her cheeks wide to get maximum access. Mel's long, elegant legs in their black seamed stockings and heels seemed to go on forever before reaching her perfect round ass, framed by black garters, with that massive length of pipe slithering in and out of it as Jim hammered away. She bent farther and farther forward, grinding her ass back harder and harder, as the ass-fuck went on and on, until Jim finally erupted up there and the Beast slithered back out of its favourite lair.
Mel commented, “Mmm, that was a good one. It felt like I was riding an oak tree.”
There were a couple of frames of the two of them sleeping, which the timer showed to have actually been a couple of hours between three and five in the morning, then Mel stirred and woke Jim by sucking strongly on his cock. When it was fully engorged, Melanie rolled up onto her knees and gripped the headboard with both hands, spreading her knees wide, lowering her head and sticking her ass up in the air. Jim moved in behind her and drove the Beast forcefully up her ass once again. Mel took all sixteen inches up her enormously expanded rectum as if it was the easiest and most pleasurable thing in the world, and rode it like a bronc rider. Evidently a long weekend of practise had paid off! A protracted ass reaming ensued, by the end of which Mel was obviously moaning continuously and her tits were flying in all directions as Jim held her by the hips and drilled her ass like an oil rig bit boring a new well. Jim stayed up there when they both collapsed face down on the bed.
In their next encounter Jim had Melanie in the wheelbarrow position. Her arms were supporting her weight with her hands on the floor, her stocking-clad legs were being held at Jim's sides by the ankles and his dick was embedded in her pussy. Jim was rocking his hips and pulling on her ankles to drive his cock in and out as he 'wheeled' her around the room. Both of them were laughing hilariously as Mel walked on her hands and Jim fucked her from behind. Eventually Mel collapsed on the floor, still laughing. Jim followed her down and continued doing her in the prone position.
Another brief rest was followed by Melanie sucking Jim off again in a prolonged sixty-nine, this time with Mel on the bottom. Jim worked assiduously on her pussy from above, Mel's black-stockinged thighs up around his ears, as the Beast crawled in and out of my wife's throat with her sucking like a vampire, until she eventually swallowed a long drink of Jim juice.
The final climactic scene was Melanie riding Jim in the cowgirl position. She had been at it for quite some time before Tina and I entered the room to join them.
“And the rest you know,” said Mel as I stopped the video.
“You certainly did him proud, if you'll pardon the pun,” I commented.
Mel giggled. “Hey, your Little Witch is no slouch either,” she countered.
“She certainly isn't,” I agreed. “She can have me any time,” I added, just to be provocative. It didn't work.
“And she probably will,” my lovely wife speculated amiably.
“Meaning, you have plans to screw her husband stupid again soon, so you will be happy if she keeps me busy,” I observed.
“You got it,” Mel admitted, with a saucy grin. “Now, do you want to see if I can do that ass-fuck thing of Titsy's as well as she can?”
“You bet,” I drawled, in a fair imitation of Jim's cowboy accent.
Turns out, she could.
MondayI was woken up briefly around seven in the morning on Monday by the sound of the back door banging. Realizing that it was just Sue and Jake heading over to their own place on the other side of the street, to get ready for work, I turned over and went back to sleep. Melanie and I had taken the day off work to spend it with our guests; it was going to be their last full day with us. They were flying back to Calgary on Tuesday morning. After that, no one stirred until gone one in the...
Group SexSunday MorningMy Sunday morning began abruptly, with me snarling “Ow!” as I was awakened by a stinging slap to my naked butt. Rolling over and looking up, I saw Sue standing next to the bed, naked as the day she was born and grinning like a Cheshire Cat.“Rise and shine, lover,” she greeted me. “The rest of the fornication crew is arriving at ten and they will be expecting breakfast. Guess who's the chef? So let's get moving!”“Ugh. What time is it?”“Nine.”I levered myself to my feet, coming face...
Group SexSunday MorningMy Sunday morning began abruptly, with me snarling “Ow!” as I was awakened by a stinging slap to my naked butt. Rolling over and looking up, I saw Sue standing next to the bed, naked as the day she was born and grinning like a Cheshire Cat.“Rise and shine, lover,” she greeted me. “The rest of the fornication crew is arriving at ten and they will be expecting breakfast. Guess who's the chef? So let's get moving!”“Ugh. What time is it?”“Nine.”I levered myself to my feet, coming face...
Group SexSunday AfternoonLunch was hamburgers and hotdogs from the barbecue on the back deck, with wine for the ladies and beer for the guys. Yes, I had to get dressed to go out there. It was a cold day, with only three weeks to go until Christmas.While we were eating Melanie informed us, “So, you guys are going to be gangbanging each of us girls in succession this afternoon. That means you are all going to have a lot of time on your hands while you are waiting for your turn, which will also means you...
Group SexSunday AfternoonLunch was hamburgers and hotdogs from the barbecue on the back deck, with wine for the ladies and beer for the guys. Yes, I had to get dressed to go out there. It was a cold day, with only three weeks to go until Christmas.While we were eating Melanie informed us, “So, you guys are going to be gangbanging each of us girls in succession this afternoon. That means you are all going to have a lot of time on your hands while you are waiting for your turn, which will also means you...
Group SexIt was the Tuesday following our expanded Play Group's inaugural debauch and Melanie and I were over at Sue and Jake's place for a quiet evening at home – their home, that is, our second home. Jake was doing my wife Melanie doggy-style on the living room floor and my cock was deep in his wife Sue's throat as we all halfheartedly watched television, when Melanie's cell phone started playing 'Psychotic Girl' very loudly. Mel grabbed the phone off the coffee table and took the call without ever...
Group SexFriday nightWe were woken by the trill of the house phone. Melanie grabbed it, scanning the display as she did so, and greeted the caller with, “Hi, Suze.”“Yes, they're here.”“Yes, we have had a great time over the last twenty-four hours.”“Uh-huh, it was just as good as I remembered and I was not exaggerating.”“Well, I don't know, but Nick is looking pretty pleased with himself, so I guess she must have been satisfactory.”Tina blew a loud raspberry at this. I heard Sue's giggle quite clearly...
Group SexSaturday EveningSupper had been consumed and everybody was sitting back, replete, enjoying a postprandial liqueur.The little witch's three-way had gone very well. We started off with her on her knees, mounted on Pete in the cowgirl position, with me up her ass and Jake in her mouth, but we rotated slots every few minutes because we all wanted a turn in every available orifice. My favourite view was when I was in the ass position. From there I could watch Pete's cock driving up into Tina's...
Group SexThis is a story I wrote a while ago (3rd story I ever wrote actually). Truth is I never intended to even write a sequel to this story, but it has turned out to be a story that started a series of stories that I have collectively titled "WITCH CHRONICLES". Here is the series and the titles they were originally published under: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES...
Everyone says you should not travel these roads alone, but I am not a helpless old fool. In fact, I am shy of 20 cycles old. They say these parts are ridden with trolls and goblins. I have also heard stories of a wicked witch that lives in the woods beyond. All tales told by old fools to frighten children. I have seen some truly beautiful things on this journey to and from the dwarven kingdom. Mountains that touch the sky, valleys that go on forever. Sunsets that fill the sky with color. And...
Hi, Reader. I know the first question you have in your mind seeing a multi-part story with an episode number higher than 10. You may wonder/guess, “What is there to tell a sex story with 13+ parts? Maybe in each episode male character will fuck one girl. Otherwise in each episode male character will fuck a girl in a different environment like pool, bed, bath, etc.” This is not that type of story, this is like a novel which has all the ingredients like a strong addictive storyline,...
IncestThe Littlest Witch By Anon Allsop When they told me that the Covington family had volunteered to be my foster family, I was pretty happy, that was until the guys began to tell me about them. It seemed that the family had been around almost as long as the town had, in fact, the original member of the family had been burned at the stake for witchcraft. There were many who still held that belief to heart. The funny thing was that I didn't really have a problem with them, they...
PART III "You are in danger, Harry Potter, but from yourself." Confined inside the Slytherin dungeons, curled up on the black leather couch, dressed in a green and silver coloured uniform was Heather Potter, now a Slytherin, apparently. It was the worst possible thing that the curse of the Emerald Witch could have done to her. To become a member of the house she had resented for so many years was not only sickening but it upset her greatly. She felt as if she was...
#7 Empire Builder, Milwaukee to Wenatchee, WA, Cabin E, Upper Level, Superliner Bedroom, on routeBell and I are on route to Washington State, something about a place called a Coven. The train is greedily gobbling up the track going click-clack. We are in Minnesota; it’s just after midnight. We have our beds sorted, full bellies, and are enjoying a few red wines. We have been talking non-stop since we got on the train, keeping to ourselves.Bell is staring at me with her killer green eyes and...
LesbianSix yeti are lounging around then the two human women appear. They glance up with wide smiles appearing on their faces. They all know Gudnwet and have heard of Penelope. “Did Phurre inform you that we were coming?” Gudnwet asks them. “Yes,” one of the yeti answers quickly. “We have been expecting you for some time now.” “Well, we shall be in that room over there,” the witch says, pointing across the way. “Somebody should spread the word.” As the yeti discuss this amongst themselves,...
“Do you think we’ve gotten far enough away?” the witch asks, coming to a stop to bend over with her hands on her knees, huffing and puffing. Hazel is just a few yards ahead of her, breathing just as heavily. “I doubt anyone is still following us.” “I’m more worried about that cyclops.” “And to think he was such a nice guy,” the cat remarks with a shrug. “How exactly did you manage to get us a rom anyway?” “Let’s just say that I used my persuasive charm.” “You don’t have any charm,” the...
Penelope stares up at the orc, wide-eyed and a little stunned. She has only ever seen orcs from a distance as they don’t usually visit parts of the world that she is from. Most are sailors and thus only generally seen at the docks of port cities. But to see one up close—a female at that, well... “It appears that my arrival may have been a little too late,” the orc says in a gruff yet feminine voice. The witch quickly shakes her head. “Actually I was enjoying myself.” The orc’s eyes go...
Her face feels wet, like something lapping against it. As Penelope begins to come around, she hears the sound of waves hitting the shore. That’s it! She doesn’t know what happened after Vebri and Lysis and the sea god Crocdius, but she knows she must still be in the temple, or where the place is. Slowly, she opens her eyes, squinting when the sunlight hits them. “Hazel?” she mumbles. What in the nine hells happened to us? Relief comes over the witch. At the very least, whatever spell was...
Look through there are find a solution. “Do you think my mother had a second book?” Well, considering that I’ve never seen a second and this one isn’t even filled up yet? “Good point.” Yeah, I know. “Sheesh,” the witch says, shaking her head. “I think I liked you better these last few days.” I think I did too since I wasn’t trapped inside you again. “Hey, there’s a bright side...” I’m waiting... “You’re in my body.” Same thing as the last time. “I mean, we don’t look like a...
“Hey, wake up!” a voice says in a high whisper. A nudge follows and then, “Are you awake? Come on, wake up.” Yeah, she’s a heavy sleeper. “Hey, you’ve got to get up,” the voice says again, and another nudge follows. This time the witch begins to stir. She grumbles out something unintelligent before finally cracking open her eyes. “Is the party over?” “It’s been over for a little while,” the voice says. Hey, I’m in the same boat as you. Penelope catches a glimpse through blurry eyes at...
Demure hottie gets wild at the haunted house It was a few days before Halloween in the mellow city of Olympia, Washington and I was trying to decide where to take my sister's k**s for the upcoming holiday weekend. As a single mom, she counted on me to help out on holidays, especially since she often worked nights while I had a flexible schedule since I ran my own electrical contracting business. We would go kayaking, or roller skating, or to the movies. I think they felt Mom was a...
“Thank you for trying to save me,” Ned says a little while later after finding his clothes and Penelope has repaired hers. “But I was about ready to make my escape when you showed up.” “I saw that,” the witch murmurs. “Regardless, I am glad you showed up as it aided in my escape in regards that I was able to do it faster,” the vampire hunter continues. “My distraction allowed for their destruction.” “Glad to help, but I need your help.” “My help?” he asks, raising an eyebrow. “What help I...
Penelope stands and pads over quickly to drop to her knees in front of the yeti queen. She descends on the yeti queen’s slick slit, licking and kissing breathlessly and tasting the juices that stream sluggishly from it. A firm hand twines into her hair, simply holding the blonde tresses and letting the witch set the pace. Her tongue slathers up and down, provoking pleased growls form Phurre. “So you don’t have a particular, do you?” the yeti queen asks vaguely. “I wasn’t sure if it was just...
PART II "There, look!" "Where?" "Next to Ron Weasley of course!" "Wearing the glasses? It can't be!" "Did you see what he looks like now?" "Yeah I know, creepy isn't it?" Whispers followed Harry from the moment he left the abandoned girls lavatory three weeks before. He is still a girl. People queuing outside classrooms stood on tiptoe to get a look at him, or doubled back to pass him in the corridors again, staring, gaping at the new female Harry. He wished they wouldn't but at...
Instead of penetrating the witch, Gudnwet starts to rub her clit. Penelope bucks against the hand as it is coaxed and caresses. The young witch then moans when the other picks up the pace. “I’m sorry that I cannot go with you, but I have to find that dirt bag brother of mine,” the demon hunter purrs into the witch’s ear. “But I thought you hunted demons,” Penelope says, feeling slightly lightheaded as the girl teases her ear and neck while playing with her clit relentlessly. Gudnwet dips...
Penelope stretches with a yawn. She slept more comfortably than she imagined she would on rocks. She doesn’t immediately open her eyes as the sleep still lingers, clutching at the far reaches of her mind in an attempt to keep here there in darkness rather than allow her to awaken to light. But something is different. It’s not wrong, yet not exactly right either. Faintly she can hear the waves crashing... Shouldn’t those waves be lapping, not crashing? Finally the witch opens her eyes. She...
The Immortal Witch Inn Part 1: On the Run By M W Lord Jim was a forty year old man on the run from the mob. He had been on the run from them for the past two months after stealing ten million dollars of the mob money. At the time it seemed like a good idea. But now with a hit man after him he didn't think so. Just two days ago the hit man just missed him. He was able to get away by hopping on a train. When he got off the train he saw a sign that said: New in town? Try The Immortal...
“He was right,” Penelope says as she steps out of the forest into a clearing. Directly before her is the town they had been looking for, for two days. I still have a bad feeling about the guy. “Well never came back, so that’s a plus for you,” the witch remarks. It’s true he never showed back up later last night and he wasn’t there this morning. Fortunate for me and unfortunate for you... score one for the cat. “I’m not sure I like it when you gloat.” Everything was going good until you...
The witch, on unsteady legs, walks into the inner chamber of the temple. Where the floor and walls were stone, the portal gives way to a sandy beach and open air. It is like being on the beach once more, but there is no little shack with a single bed here. In fact, even the doorway she stepped through is gone. On one side is a beach stretching for eternity on the other a wall of tree so dense that the witch doesn’t even think a fly could get through. The only parting in the dense collection...
PART V *Gasp!* Heather quickly sat upright in her bed, panting heavily. She was completely drenched in sweat from head to toe. The amulet beneath her night dress was glowing brighter than ever, pulsing and pounding like a beating heart against her chest. She placed her hand on her chest as she tried to catch up with her breath. For a moment she thought she was hyperventilating. Then, she thought she was dying. "Oh no," gasped Heather. "No, no, no!" She thought she'd never get...
‘Hey, guys, you missed a house,’ said a kid dressed as Superman. ‘We don’t go to that house,’ said a kid dressed as Spiderman. ‘We never go to that house.’ ‘You don’t? Why not? It’s a nice house, the biggest one on the street. Look at the fancy cars parked in the driveway. Whoever lives there must have money, a lot of money. They probably give out the best candy.’ ‘Didn’t you read the sign?’ ‘Sign? No, I didn’t see any sign. What sign?’ Go back and read the sign but read it from the...
Have you noticed something about this place? “Yeah, it’s hot and full of trees,” the witch answers. No, I mean we’ve been walking around forever and the sun hasn’t moved. Penelope looks up, and the cat is right, the sun hasn’t moved. “Maybe it hasn’t been hours and it just feels like that. I was thinking about just how big this island is, because with all the walking we should be on the other side by now.” You know, the Northern Continent hasn’t been fully explored. Maybe this is...
“This is where I leave you, miss,” Remfrey says with a bow from the bottom of the large stone steps. “I must give you a warning. The door to inner chamber will only open once the doorman’s name has been called.” “That doesn’t sound like a warning,” the witch says, frowning at the knight. “That sounds like advice.” “The warning is for you to expect the unexpected,” he says, his eyes dropping to the ground. “I cannot say more than that as I am bound by the laws of this island. I can say that...
Prologue Sunlight poked through the cracks of the window shutters; glittering rays dancing across the grey stones of the tower room floor. Alluna hadn’t opened the shutters, unable to bear the sight of another perfect day. The scene would be the same—the tall grass in the field rolling and swaying with the caress of summer breeze, surrounded by a sea of deep green forest beyond. The trees always danced and whispered amongst themselves, making Alluna envy them. They were surrounded by their own...
SupernaturalChapter Two Alluna disconnected the charging crystal from Rayne’s glass enclosure. The raven-haired doll laid motionless, as she had for the past moon cycles. Mama had threatened to violently thrash Alluna’s hide if she ever allowed Rayne’s power to deplete itself. Alluna peered closer at her. Long sooty lashes rested against rose-kissed cheeks. Rayne’s lips were parted slightly, showing a hint of white teeth. The doll’s body was swathed in a pale blue cloth as she floated within the glass...
SupernaturalThe Immortal Witch Inn Part 2: The Tomboy By M W Lord Heather's mother died giving her birth. Heather's father raised her the best he could but that was like a boy. She liked sports and building things. For as long as she could remember she felt like she was a guy. But sometimes she just had to go a long as a girl. In high school she even took classes in carpentry while the other girls took home economics. She never was attracted to the boys in school but she found...
Penelope managed to hold down the tavern without, to Hazel’s delight, having any of the patrons’ cocks in her—any hole. When Merily returned, she notified the witch that a ship has been secured and that the terms for travel could be completed upon her arrival. Penelope already knew what it meant, and of course, Hazel had a problem with it. Though she didn’t raise much of a fuss, knowing that without money in their pockets, they didn’t have much in the way of bargaining. At the very least,...
Penelope woke up with Gudnwet gone. The demon hunter obviously slipped out sometime in the night to avoid any uncomfortableness with their parting. There is a bit of sadness that she feels, especially that she is alone. She bathed one last time, then dressed and headed out to buy a little bit of food with the little bit on money Gudnwet left her for that purpose. With a few supplies and a direction, the witch left the town and headed for the gate. With the simplicity of the road going...
Staring at the floor, Penelope suddenly realizes that she is not on the steps of the tower, but rather on the floor inside it. How she got here, she has no idea, but it saves her the trouble of having to find her find in. She looks up to see the familiar face of Arseus. At his feet sits Hazel and a women that she can only assume is her mother. She doesn’t say a word, inside fixating her eyes on the demon. “I am glad that you have come,” the demon says; his voice gravelly. “And I have seen...
Phurre and Gudnwet step forward. “It’s our turn now,” the yeti queen says. The witch watches, biting her lip. She doesn’t have any idea of how long she was out of it, but the cum on her isn’t completely dry when she sticks her hand down between her thighs. The bed shifts as they climb on, pinning Penelope between their bodies. Two sets of hands paw at her body. Gudnwet takes to her nipples, pinching them. Phurre sends a few fingers into Penelope’s drenched snatch, and those fingers end up...
What the hell was I thinking, suggesting that? “Clearly you weren’t thinking,” Penelope says. “A good fucking like that will do it.” Yes. I will agree with you on this one. “So you enjoyed it as much as I did?” I hate to admit it, but yes. “If you’re still in need, we can always stop to play,” the witch suggests, pulling out the stone cock from the gargoyle.” I’ll pass. What do you plan to do with that, use it as a dildo? “Maybe or maybe not,” she answers. “I may just put it on a shelf...
I can’t believe we spent the entire afternoon lost. “I know,” Penelope agrees. “We could have spent that time doing something else.” There will be plenty of time for that later. Right now we have to focus on finding your mother so she can undo this mess you’ve put us in again. “So I messed up one word, it’s not like it’s the end of the world.” Maybe not the end of the world, but that one word put us on another ridiculous journey that could have been easily avoided. “Do you think he would...
What the hell happen? “I think we drowned,” the witch says before coughing up some water. I don’t feel dead. “I do.” I’ve heard people do when they nearly do die. “So we’re not dead?” I don’t think so. Where is the rest of the crew? “Beat me,” she murmurs, looking around toward the sea. There is not a single piece of proof that there ever was a ship out there. On top of that, the storm is gone as if it never existed either. I hope they didn’t forget about us. “I doubt Rowley would...
Once again, when Penelope goes to open her eyes, she is wrapped in the comfort of a nice, warm bed. Her first thoughts go to the small shack on the beach, but as she looks around it become apparent that this is far from that place. This island is just full of surprises. The witch sits up and looks around, taking more of the room in than the first time. It is decorated with weapons and shields hanging on the wall. There are sconces lit by fires and a warm, cozy fireplace. Other than that,...
Randomir paces a hand behind the witch’s neck and threads his hand in her hair. Penelope is yanked to her feet where her mouth is brought around to match his. The vampire is surprisingly gentle and his lips nibble at hers. The world around her vanishes and all she feels is his lips against hers. She feels like it is a promise of things to come. What the hell is going on? Penelope feels him against her ear, nuzzling her neck, saying, “I know who you are. I expected to have to search for you....
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Chapter I The Scarlet Witch received the message from Charles Xavier at Avengers Mansion. She carefully listened to what the leader of the X-Men had to say and then agreed to assist him. It seemed that several young mutants belonging to Generation X, including Jubilation Lee, had gone missing. Jubilee's guardians had expected a visit from her for her birthday, and became concerned when she didn't show up. Professor Xavier had used his powerful telepathic powers to trace Generation X mentor...
Warning - Top Secret The following document is the transcription of an audio recording between a reporter for the "Midside Courier" - Miss Cassandra Beckstein (shortened to Cassy) - and an individual identifying herself as "Evelyn". This recording appears to be made in a conference room in the newspaper main office and uploaded to the cloud as an automatic backup. Contents of this document are not to be made public. Cassy: Miss < REDACTED >? Evelyn: Yes, but please do not...
The Witch Doctor by Rohmer Fan Darryl Rockwood scratched his thickly salt & pepper bearded chin and cut the engine of his rented SUV. The beams flickered off leaving the back of this dive bar hidden mostly in the dark except for a backdoor silhouetted in light, framing his way in. He took a deep breath. The parking lot was full of covered bikes and suped-up 70s gas-guzzlers. He wasn't expecting the Bed, Bath, and Beyond crowd to be waiting for him inside. Rockwood was a hunter,...
"Stay back!" Fitz shouted while lifting a broom like a weapon. He glanced behind him for a moment and saw that Kellie equally frightened. Shifting his view revealed themselves trapped in a corner of the school's drama club room. "Doesn't she make a nice wig? I always loved her hair. So smooth and silky." Fitz's eyes narrowed as he saw Becky lift her latest victim up. He hadn't known. No one had. The mousey little wallflower was a fashion witch and now turned against her...
Chapter 1. Recap and Introduction In her first encounter with the infamous follicle felon, the Hairdresser, the mutant heroine known as the Scarlet Witch, and commonly simply referred to as Scarlet though Wanda was her Christian name, had been lured into his diabolical styling salon under the premise of a beauty make over and hair coiffure. However, instead of a relaxing hair appointment to enhance her already natural beauty and provide a boost to her self-esteem, the Scarlet Witch had only...
“Are you sure that you don’t want to come back with us?” Penelope asks her friend. Hazel smirks at her. “As much as I would enjoy that, there is a barmaid that I would like to see again, what with my new body and all.” “I guess I cannot blame you,” the witch says with a grin. “Promise you’ll visit?” “I think that you’re the one that will have to do the visiting,” Hazel counters. “With all the traveling that you plan to do, I’ll never know where you are.” “So the connection is truly...
Witch Chronicles 002: Elizabeth's story: Elizabeth by JRD Author's Note: Here's the second part of the Witch Chronicles. The installments of this story line are republished under the heading "Witch Chronicles". Here are their original titles: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES 004 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 1 WITCH CHRONICLES 005 - I Was a Teenage...
In the middle of the forest, there was a wood cabin, circled with willow trees and lit by the reflection of the moon, with a crooked oak door and a twisted chimney; it was the witch’s cabin, and Dave knew the place very well. He had grown to like the location over the years: for instance, he enjoyed the colorful variety of flowers and plants around the wooden house, or the slanted roof that always looked like it was about to slide off, or even the constant mist coming from the swamps behind the...
Love StoriesOrthros tears through the forest without a destination in mind. Trees and vines and plants of all shapes and sizes whip by at a blinding rate. Miraculously none of it touches the witch. Hazel is frightened having only seen power like this once before, and that was by someone with control over it. Penelope has no control. This latent power inside her is burning hot and free and the cat has no explanation why. Then there is this running, this escape, or so it seems. Hazel has no idea where her...
Witch Hazel And The CIA Josh was the second boy Hazel pushed back on. Hazel was six that first time, so was the boy. This time Hazel was thirty eight the boy eighteen. Both boys ended up diapers wondering what the hell happened. You really don't want to push on a witch - Ever! This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to locations, persons living or dead is purely coincidental. There is also sex between consenting partners over the age of 18 which may include sexual...
The previous installments of this story line are republished under the heading "Witch Chronicles". WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES 004 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 1 WITCH CHRONICLES 005 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 2 WITCH CHRONICLES 006 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 3 WITCH CHRONICLES 007 - Dark Beginnings WITCH CHRONICLES 008 - Prelude to War Now,...
Wanda Maximoff strode through the New York Metropolitan Museam and smiled as she moved through the crowd of people that had gathered there for the auction. Wanda was also known as the mutant called the Scarlet Witch. She was a member of the superhero team known as the Avengers. The heroine was at the museam as a representative of the Avengers. An auction of Avenger memorabilia was being held at the museam. It was all a charity benefit to help raise money to aid the homeless people of New York...