Dirty Magic (closed)

Leah was panting and needy, uncertain how to make this touch give her what she needed. Part of her wanted to do it to herself, but she wasn't sure what would happen if she tried to touch herself at the same time as this touch, and, teasing though it was, it was still so much better then anything she could do to herself that she dared not risk it.

Get naked.

She didn't know where the thought came from, but it made sense, quite suddenly. Maybe her release wasn't coming because she was still clothed? Maybe her mind - if this was psychosomatic - couldn't get itself to the state of orgasm while she was still clothed.

She glanced quickly at Eric, wondering what his reaction would be if he saw her now... Or more, if he saw her like this but also naked.

She reached behind her and smoothly unclipped her bra, letting it fall away from her breasts, leaving her large, soft tits exposed to the low light of her room. Then it took her a few tries to get firmly to her feet, given how weak her knees were from the thorough finger-fucking she was taking, but she managed, and she yanked down both her pants and panties in one quick motion, kicking them off and collapsing back into her chair.

She returned her hands to her tits, playing and kneading them, rolling her nipples between her fingers with renewed vigor, hoping it would be enough to make these mysterious sensations give her what she so desperately needed.
 
She obeyed.

He didn't know why, but he did understand the power of suggestion. His cock throbbed as he watched her peel her clothes off, unsteadily, and start toying with her tits, her nipples.

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This was easily the most erotic thing he had ever seen, ever done. Better than any simple porno by miles.

He stood up in his circle then, taking his cock in his hand. He was well-endowed, though the size was due to an enchantment. A spell he had cast on himself long ago, and never found a way to dispel (not that he had tried all that hard...) had left him with a freakishly large dick, when hard, a foot long, thick, veiny, meaty monster of a cock.

He moved the pussy-portal so it hovered in front of him, and watched her naked form before him as he grasped that cock, and pressed the bulbous tip forward to rub along her dripping slit...
 
Leah's eyes popped open at the new sensation and she moaned aloud. There was something hard, hot and slippery rubbing along her entrance - a cock, she was sure of it. It felt like it was hard as a rock, and really big. Without really meaning to, she whimpered and slid her hips forward on her chair, as if the motion could push the monster cock into her dripping wet cunt.

Eric's cock was... boring. Not tiny, but it was a little smaller than average, and he didn't exactly know how to use it. He barely stayed hard enough to get inside her for more than a few minutes, and it was never as burning hot against her skin as this one was.

She had slid forward on her chair so that her ass was perched on the very edge in her attempts to push the "phantom" cock inside her. She spread her legs open as wide as she could - which was quite wide, given that she was a gymnast and did plenty of yoga - hoping to entice the sensation to finally push into her. In doing so, she unknowingly gave Tommy a perfect view into her wide-open pussy.
 
Tommy watched, as Leah spread her legs hungrily, her body writhing for more, and he pushed slowly but firmly into her.

Her pussy was so fucking tight. He knew he had to take his time. It was a slightly awkward experience, to be honest. Fucking Leah from a couple miles away, his cock invading her through magically altered space. But he could not deny that the sensations surrounding his big dick were obviously caused by a pussy, her pussy, the woman of his dreams.

He wished he could grab her, hold her, squeeze her, play with her. It was almost torturous, having access to only her pussy and nothing else. Maybe someday...

He had only a few inches of his cock inside her. He started working it in and out of her, watching her response carefully...
 
Leah felt the huge cock invading her pussy, stretching and filling her slowly. She knew going faster would hurt, but it felt so painfully slow. It felt incredible inside her, hot and throbbing. She could feel every inch, every vein.

"Oooooo fuck... Yes..." she gasped. Her hips started pumping slowly, in time with the thrusts of this monstrous cock as it started fucking her. She knew it wasn't buried inside her yet - she couldn't feel the press of hips and balls against her pussy lips - and she wanted more. She wanted all of it. She was so close to cumming, and she wanted it buried deep in her pussy before she did. She wanted to orgasm all over it, all 12 inches.

"Please," she panted, grinding her hips uselessly against the air. "Oh god, please more, please make me cum..."
 
Tommy could feel Leah's pussy spasming around his thick throbbing member, clutching him, her body desperately trying to pull more of him inside her.

He groaned, watching her as she writhed in her chair, her hips grinding at the air, attempting to fuck him!

He pushed forward some more, quite firmly. Her wetness surrounded him, and he knew he was stretching her little pussy out in ways she had never had before. He sunk further into her, just a few more inches...

He wondered then what would happen if he gave her all of it. A dark smile spread across his lips as he watched her before him, and then he did exactly that, plunging fully inside her with a single hard stroke!
 
Yes, yes, oh god yes...

The cock was pushing slowly further and further into her, stretching out her little pussy so deliciously she could hardly stand it. She'd never been so full in her life. It felt absolutely incredible. She was moaning and writhing, completely ignoring any of her surroundings now, no longer caring if she woke Eric.

That was when, without warning, the cock suddenly thrust hard into her, giving her the entire length and girth in one sudden thrust. It hurt a little - she'd never taken so much cock so quickly - but, more, she felt totally and completely stretched and full of the hottest, thickest, hardest cock she'd ever had. She could feel the skin of his hips pressing hard against her exposed clit, and her pussy clamped down hard around his whole length while she struggled to get used to the sensation. Her hips bucked forward once, and her clit dragged a little against his groin. That, combined with the overwhelming feeling of having that massive cock throbbing inside her tight little cunt, was too much. She threw her head back, desperately struggling to stay quiet, and came. Her pussy spasmed and squeezed around his shaft, massaging and gripping him tight. Her whole body shook and writhed while she nearly sobbed in the attempt to keep herself from screaming with the pleasure of it.
 
She was cumming.

Leah Decker was cumming, on his huge, magically infused dick. He could feel her squeezing, her pussy spasming around him, and in front of him he could see her writhing, nearly in tears, in orgasmic pleasure.

The only thing he couldn't do was reach out and touch her. How he longed to! The sensations her climaxing cunt were causing along his shaft were almost overwhelming; he was sure if he had been there in the flesh he would have cum right along with her.

As it was, he managed to restrain myself.

And as she was coming down from her orgasmic high, with his cock buried fully inside her, Tommy started to pull out, and then thrust back in. Every time he thrust, her tight little pussy clenched around him and then was split wide open again.

Tommy got lost in the sensations. He didn't know how much time passed, as he gave it to her with long hard strokes, again and again, slowing down occasionally, momentarily, just to stave off his own impending orgasm...
 
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Leah was panting, still recovering from her orgasm, when the cock started fucking her with full strokes, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting deep into her tight pussy all over again.

Her hips bucked and she moaned softly, her body shuddering with pleasure as the thorough fucking sent her through shock after shock of postorgasmic pleasure. It wasn't long before she felt the coil of pleasure tightening again, pulling slowly but surely closer to a second orgasm. She'd never had that before. She was lucky if Eric ever fucked her long enough or well enough for her to cum once, but for her to cum like that and still want more... It was unheard of. And God, did she want more.

She gave a short, airy gasp every time he shealthed himself inside her fully, her pussy squeezing tighter and tighter once again. She knew she was close. "Yes... Oh yes, oh god, make me cum..."
 
Tommy could feel it coming on. His balls were heavy with cum; he had resisted his orgasmic release so long now that it was imminent, and he knew the impending explosion would be the best he'd felt in, well, years.

It had been quite a while since he'd been with anyone, after all. Especially after he'd enchanted his cock. There had been one night, with one sexy young lady, a Rachel Graves, that had scarred him. Things had been going very well, they had made out and he had gotten to feel her up, but when she pulled down his pants to get her mouth on his dick, she had freaked out. The sheer size of his throbbing monster cock had sent her packing, gone in a matter of seconds.

He hadn't approached any girl since. He had tried to find a magical solution, to get his cock back down to normal size, but none of the spells worked. Part of him knew that someday he would find someone who could take all of him.

He'd had no idea it would be his muse, his desire, his Leah!

He felt his balls clench up. His cock throbbed, spasming inside her. He could feel it growing even bigger, stretching her beyond capacity, before he started blasting his abundant, thick, magical seed within her...

He groaned and grunted, thrusting into the air with abandon, not caring if he was tearing Leah's pussy apart with the assault, so great was the pleasure of release that overwhelmed him...
 
Leah felt the cock thickening inside her and she gasped loudly. It was too much and she felt herself cumming again, hard, while the cock exploded inside her.

She'd never felt anything like it. She wasn't on the pill, so she'd always made Eric wear a condom. She'd never felt the visceral pleasure of a man's cum filling her. She gasped and arched, and came all over him again, her body shuddering and shaking as she came, loving the feeling of his cum filling her up. It never occurred to her that she should be concerned, that the cum was real. She still thought it was psychosomatic.
 
Tommy grunted, savoring every mind-blowing moment of release, every spurt of his cock within her heralding a new level of pleasure within him, until finally he staggered back, his knees weak, pulling his cock out of her with an audible pop.

He stood there, his breathing heavy, staring at Leah's beautiful, used pussy. He could see clearly his cum glistening inside her, starting to leak out as her pussy quivered in its own orgasmic bliss.

He closed the portal then, deciding it best to give her a bit of a break for a while before continuing toying with her, perhaps tomorrow he would surprise her in class...

He smirked, and sat down, content simply to watch her for a while, voyeuristically wondering what she would do next.
 
Leah sat still, utterly exhausted, for several minutes, her legs splayed open. Anyone who saw her like this wouldn't hestitate to think she'd just been thoroughly fucked, but thankfully, Eric didn't wake and there was no one else around.

After a little while, she stood slowly, carefully, uncertain of her legs' ability to hold her up. And she felt a vet unexpected feeling - warm cum rolling down the inside of her thighs. She reached down and scooped some of it up on her finger, smelling and then tasting it. Yep. Semen. How in the hell...? This wasn't possible. There was no way what she had experienced had been a real cock... Could it? What was she going to do?

She hurried into the en suite bathroom to clean herself up, where she looked more closely to confirm what she already knew - cum. But how? It didn't matter, really. She wasn't on the pill. She had to do something. Plan B? Probably the best plan.

Leah tried to get herself angry. Someone had apparently just raped her. This wasn't right. There was a chance she could be pregnant! She tried, very hard, not to think about how much she'd enjoyed it, or how it was the first time in a very long time she'd had that kind of mind-numbing orgasm. Or how much she wanted it to happen again.
 
Tommy sat there and watched as she discovered the cum leaking down her thighs, and chuckled a bit at her confused expression.

Oh, I have so much more in store for you, Leah... he thought to himself, smirking as devious thoughts ran through his mind. He took another hit of his weed before finally stepping out of the magic circle and replacing the rug over the top of it.

He went to bed, and was soon asleep.

And his dreams were as he feared. Vivid images from Leah's mind; even though the earlier link had been momentary and fleeting, he had pulled some of her memories, her fears, her own nightmares to his subconscious, and now they haunted him.

The worst was he could not remember them when he awoke, terrified; they were already slipping away from his frazzled mind.

He staggered out of bed. It was a Sunday, late in the morning. He made coffee, and ate some breakfast, before uncovering his circle and sitting down to once again check in on Leah...
 
Leah recognized how ridiculous it was for her to stop by the drug store to get some Plan B on her way to church. She had to go quite early, and the pharmacy had only just opened when she arrived, luckily. The pharmacist asked her a few subtle questions about why she was taking it - clearly looking to see if she'd been raped. Technically, Leah supposed, she had been, but what was she going to say to the pharmacist? Oh, this magical cock somehow made its way into my clothed pussy and fucked me to several powerful orgasms. I loved it.

She got her pill, took it, and left. She was dressed more conservatively than usual. Her family was pretty conservative, so they expected her to go to a church they would approve of. Leah believed, but she wasn't particularly into the whole conservative perspective. Too much effort put into stopping people from doing things that aren't hurting anyone else. Still, she had to deal with it until she graduated. Once she did, she'd have control of her trust fund and her parents wouldn't be able to hold it over her head anymore. To say she was looking forward to that wouldn't do her feelings any justice.

She walked into the church, alone, and sat in one of the middle pews. A young man who regularly came to this particular church gave her a leering look, like he always did, and Leah hid a grimace, like she always did. He'd always struck her as slimy. Thankfully though, the sermon started, and she closed her eyes, her mind wandering back to the many pleasures of the previous night.
 
Tommy sat in his circle, watching, pondering, as Leah went about her business, his view following her. She dressed herself rather conservatively for a sorority girl this Sunday morning, which Tommy didn't quite expect.

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Granted, she still looked absolutely amazing. As usual. It wasn't long before her style made sense, as she entered a church! That was a bit... unexpected. Tommy worried for a moment that his connection would be severed as she walked in, as his powers were useless in such sacred, consecrated ground.

He was pleasantly surprised, and smirked to himself in understanding as his view continued on within, uninterrupted. It was a sign that this church was corrupted from within, its halls no longer truly consecrated. He could only guess at the reasons why.

He watched her sit somewhat uncomfortably in a pew, and the service began shortly thereafter.

He muttered the words then to open the gate to her pussy. The small tear in space opened before him. He picked up the small, bullet-shaped vibrator, turned it to its lowest setting, and then placed it gently against Leah's clit...
 
Leah was leaning forward slightly with her forearms resting on the pew ahead of her. She bit back a gasp when she felt the sudden stimulation against her clit. Again? Now? Here?!

She dropped her head down, looking like she was praying, and slowly crossed her legs. She couldn't ignore where she was - the smell of old books from the bible, the shuffling of the people around her, the droning of the minister. She felt intensely, insanely dirty, feeling the mysteriously sexual pleasure she was, loving it like she was, in the middle of a church that would chase her out for even thinking about sex before marriage. All it did was make her hotter.

She bit her lip to swallow a moan and tensed her muscles to hold herself still. If this vibrations continued, this was going to be one hell of a sermon.
 
Tommy intensified the vibrations as the church began to fill, more and more people making their way inside past Leah. His fingers got into the act as well, probing past her now-dripping lips and scraping along the walls inside her.

He watched with a deviant glee as she did her best not to squirm in her seat. He could even feel his magical powers strengthening, as he was violating a place that was supposed to be sacred with his magic, and with a little effort was able to now hear what was going on in the church, as well as see.

And then, Leah's parents showed up, and took their seats next to her! Tommy chuckled, knowing how uncomfortable this would be for her, and then the Preacher took to the pulpit.

The Preacher was a younger man, in his mid-thirties perhaps, and handsome, well-built. Charismatic, to be sure.

"I come to you today with a heavy heart," he began. "We live in a godless culture. Satan's black magic is all around us, corrupting our young people, seducing them to a most horrible fate... This will not be an easy conversation to have," he continued. "But we must speak of the evils of... Fornication!"
 
"Fornication!"

Oh, crap. This was going to suck. Leah actually let out a little shudder at the word, earning her a concerned look from her mother. Of course they would have picked today, of all days, to join her at church. They didn't always - it was a longer drive, so they usually went to the church closer to home.

Leah knew she was dripping. At this point, there was probably a wet spot on the pew underneath her, and the vibe and fingers weren't slowing. She was going to cum, already. Apparently her pussy was sensitive and horny still from last night, because it was striving for that edge already. Would any of them notice? Would they realize what was happening to her? Would the priest notice and raise her as the perfect example of the kind of slut to be avoided?

Suddenly, her mind ran away from her and she was imagined the priest - a young, attractive man - punishing her for her transgressions, first with a spanking, and then by fucking her mercilessly in front of the entire congregation. The image drew a sharp gasp from her, and she bit her lip to swallow a moan.
 
Tommy had been chuckling to himself about the sheer irony of the situation that Leah found herself in, getting fingerfucked while her preacher lectured the congregation about the sins of fornication.

But then it hit him, hard. First, the vision of Leah getting spanked and then fucked by that preacher up in front of God and the whole church. It was unbidden, and it took him a moment to realize from where it had come.

Leah.

Apparently, the mental connection he had made with her the night before was still active. Her fantasy was so intense that it had re-established their link, and now his brain was being flooded by her whirling, deviant emotions and desires.

And he couldn't break it. He quickly found himself raging in jealousy, as he watched Leah's fantasy play out in his mind. He lashed out, maintaining the pressure of the vibe on her clit and forcefully fingering her even harder, her juices running down his fingers and coating his hand.

He would give her this fantasy, all right...

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The preacher started walking back and forth, continuing his sermon. "The devil tempts us, does he not? These sins of the flesh, which we can see glorified for us on television and computer screens in every one of our homes, this is all the devil's work!"

A murmur crept through the congregation, wary glances were exchanged between several members. The preacher's gaze fell upon Leah and held tight, their eyes locking.

"And here we have a prime example!" he said, striding down between the pews towards her. "This girl is in the thrall of Satan's evil magic!" he declared, pointing an accusatory finger at Leah!
 
Leah was struggling desperately to keep from jerking her hips against the greedy fingers invading her pussy, and to keep from making obscene noises at the burning pleasure that was coiling inside her. She wasn't even paying attention to what the preacher was saying anymore... Until he pointed her out.

Leah's head snapped up and she looked at him in absolute horror. "I'm... I'm what?!" she squeaked. Was he insane? Evil magic? What was this, the 1500s?

It occurred to her, rather uncomfortably, that she really didn't have a better explanation for the fact that someone was toying mercilessly with her sopping wet cunt even now, in a manner that was unquestionably impossible.
 
The accusatory finger pointed at Leah turned into a grasping hand, as the Preacher leaned forward and grabbed her by her arm, pulling her out of the pew and into the aisle! There was an astonished gasp from the crowd, and all their eyes fell on Leah.

"I know for a fact this young woman is a fornicator!" he declared, and started to pull her along with him as he made his way up the aisle to the pulpit.

"She has been seduced by the sins of the flesh!" he said, his voice booming in the church as he now stood before the congregation. He released Leah's arm, but held her with his gaze.

"Even now, she is within Satan's grasp! Look at her! Look at the slut!"
 
Leah couldn't move. She was frozen in place, standing under the judgemental gazes of the entire congregation while the priest spoke about how she had engaged in the sins of the flesh. And she had. She had a vibe pressed against her clit right now. It didn't matter that she didn't put it there. She was enjoying it. She'd been looking forward to having another mind-blowing orgasm since the last one she'd had last night. If she had rejected the pleasure, it would have been different. If she'd felt violated... well, she did feel violated, but more to the point, if she didn't like feeling violated like this, she would have had the strength to argue with him. But she didn't. Because he was right. This mysterious person, whoever he was doing this to her, had turned her into a wanton whore.

"Look at the slut!"

That did it. Leah had fantasized forever about being spoken to like that, about her partner making sure she knew what a cum-craving whore she was. Despite the situation, despite how embarrassing this was, the word drew a long, low moan of desire from her lips. As soon as it came out, she knew he heard it, as had probably most of the front few rows of pews. And she knew she was royally, absolutely fucked.
 
The Preacher nearly gasped in response to Leah's guttural, lusty moan. His eyes raged with fury.

"Oh, my dear..." he said, eyeing her body with thinly disguised lust. "You are almost too far gone to save."

He grasped her arm once more. "But save you we shall!" he declared, and began dragging her up to the altar! He pushed her onto it, bending her forward over it. "She shall he cleansed!" he announced. "We shall remove this infernal infestation from her loins once and for all! This evil spirit shall be EXORCISED!"

And with that, he took hold of the bottom of her dress, and raised it up, exposing her full ass to the entire congregation.

"Even her underwear screams SLUT!" the preacher said, and his fingers twirled under the band of the tiny thong she wore and ripped it off her body, shredding it!

And then, the spanking began...
 
Leah felt like the preacher was moving in a whirlwind around her, and before she quite knew what was happening, she was bent over the pulpit, her skirt pulled up to her waist, her bare ass pointing at the congregation, the wetness of arousal visible shining on the insides of her thighs.

And then he starts spanking her. Leah cried out in some combination of pain and indignation. His hand came down against her ass cheeks again and again, and soon the pain and heat turned her cries into moans of arousal. She was too far gone, too overwhelmed by what was happening, to hide her pleasure. Her pussy started leaking more juices, dripping down her legs, likely visible to everyone but certainly impossible to hide from the priest himself.
 
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