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Magic Ch. 02

By: kandie



Kandie sat down at her computer and after logging on noticed an email from her online lover Magic. She had taken their erotic emails and turned them into an erotic story and had posted it on the adult web site. She could not wait to read his reaction to their story.

“Hello Kandie,

Hi, I see you posted our story. I hope that it will be as enjoyed by everyone who reads it, as it was obviously fun for you in writing it. I did have my share of fun in inspiring you. Hmmmmmm, I wonder if the seed of desire to fulfill that stranger/stranger fantasy has set itself. Perhaps some more stimulation to captivate your imagination and desires will further fuel it. You are looking for fun and excitement, so allow me to excite you some more. 

It has been about a week since I sent those emails that attracted your attention. Those emails drew you into my spell as you found your body responding to such delightful and provocative suggestions.  “Has he forgotten about me?” you start to wonder. Then, another email finds its way to your mailbox. You decide to wait until the evening to read it, but throughout the day, you find your thoughts drawn back to that email. 

Your day is finally done and you are set to relax for the evening. Anticipating an erotic email, you chose a cream colored nightie to wear and lit some soft scented some candles to set the atmosphere. You feel sexy and receptive to the lusting desires you know that await you in my email. Even in the anticipation of finally opening it, to your surprise, you find yourself flushed with the stirrings of sexual excitement. 

As you read, it seems you can hear his incantation and you go under his spell once more. With each sentence, you become more and more aroused to where finally not only have you become absorbed into what you are reading, but you can feel my touch as you become submersed into my sexual hunger that was woven into my words. 

Soon you find your body aching to be touched, aroused, licked, sucked and yearning for a long, hot, satisfying fucking. Your desire to experience a stranger/stranger encounter with me deepens. As you finish reading my email, you are totally aroused as you find yourself exceptionally horny and wet and not finding release this evening is not an option.

Your breasts ache, your hands cup them, and begin pinching them to get them hard. Imagining me sucking on your nipples and teasing them with my tongue sends electric shocks down your stomach as your pussy tingles. Yes, you find yourself hungering to feel your nipples between my lips being teased with my tongue, your body is alive with want, desiring to feel the warmth of my naked body next to yours, wanting to feel the hardness of my cock pressed against you and delighting in the heat it radiates onto your skin.  

Caught up in this fantasy, your hands travel down your stomach as your legs part slightly welcoming your touch. Your cunt is completely wet as your fingers trace your wet pussy lips. God that feels good as you slide your fingers inside of you touching all those places that make you feel good. When you begin rubbing your clit lightly with your fingertips, it swells in excitement. Never before have you so hungered to feel a cock inside of you, not just any cock, but the cock of this stranger that so arouses you with his words and the lusting desires he invokes.  

Needing to find release, you bring out your special toy. As you slowly begin to slide it inside of your hot wet pussy you can actually feel the thick hardness of my cock penetrating you, such bliss you experience as your pussy feels me sliding in deeper and deeper, your pussy burning hot with want. Your toy moves easily in and out of your wet cunt as you delight in the sensations of it rubbing the walls of your pussy. Soon your hips involuntarily begin thrusting and fucking it as you plunge it inside of you. 

As you take it deep inside of you, you imagine my cock filling you up with its enlarged hardness, again and again. Pumping you hard, pounding your pussy, deeper, faster and faster as your orgasm awakens and begins to grow. The motion of your toy matches the thrusting of your hips as you feel my cock plunging deep filling you completely with each delicious thrust bringing you closer to cumming. 

Oh yes, you are so close to cumming, fuck me, oh fuck me, do not stop fucking me is all you can think. In that final thrust you cum ever so hard, your warm juices flowing from you as you savor that most delightful orgasm…

Well, in so much as you enjoy writing erotic stories I assume that you quite enjoy reading of them as well. I hope you liked this one! Magic”

Kandie felt her body once again enchanted by Magic’s words. She begins to type a response to his letter as her fingers touched sensual places. 

“Magic,

As I read your email, my nipples harden and my clit swells and starts to throb. In my mind I am wishing you were here to tantalize every inch of my wanting body. As usual when I am at home, I wear shorts and t-shirts, with nothing underneath. I feel hot, flushed and a feeling of intense sexual arousal. I always do when I read erotic emails and stories. 

I am once again enchanted by your words. I take off my t-shirt and pull at my hardened nipples and feel a tingle right to the center of my womanhood. My body cries for your touch, to feel your tongue licking and enticing every inch of me setting me ablaze with desire. 

When I am finished reading, my sexual hunger is screaming to be satisfied. I walk to my bedroom where I strip the rest of my clothing off and lay naked on my bed. I pull out my favorite toy from under my pillow and plunge it deep and hard into my wanting pussy. 

In my heightened desire to be fucked by a total stranger deepens, I close my eyes and say, "Magic, take me, I'm yours satisfy this hunger between my legs. Oooooh fuck me!" 

I draw my own nipple into my mouth and bite it hard, doing one and then the other one. My hands become yours as you suck and tease them sending a bolt of electricity clear to the center of my clit. 

I scream, "Oooooh Magic, bite them harder and fuck me deeper, harder, ooooooh yes, just like that!" 

I feel your cock thrust harder into my wet hole. The veins of your cock are throbbing against the walls of my pussy. Every time you fuck me, the very pulsation of your cock brings us nearer to climax. 

I move my fingers across my clit then pinch it hard and hear you utter, "Cum for me Kandie, Let me feel your pussy milk my wanting cock of all its juices!"

The words of this total stranger enchant me again as my hips fuck my toy. I feel his cock plunging deeper inside me feeling me with its hardness, fucking me hard, faster and faster! I envision his cock filling every crevice with his cum, I began to shake with an earth-shattering climax.....and the magic continues! 

Magic Ch. 02



"Where the heck was she?" Milly thought to herself as she practically stomped down the sidewalk, full of annoyance at her friend. Alex had agreed to go on a double date with her and two really hot guys they had met at a party a week before. But instead of showing up at the restaurant like they had all agreed upon, Alex blew it off. She didn't seem like the type of person to be so flaky, but then again, Milly knew she wasn't really looking forward to the date. Plus she hadn't really known Alex that long. 

Milly's anger increased as she thought of the painfully awkward dinner. She felt weird and shy about being out on a date with two guys, albeit accidentally. After about ten minutes, Milly had tried, unsuccessfully, to call her friend. Alex hadn't answered her phone. Stuck there throughout the entire dinner out of forced politeness, on all three sides, they had parted ways as soon as possible.

"Alex!" Milly shouted as she banged on her friend's apartment door. "Are you in there?" No answer.

Milly had just assumed that Alex had blown her off, but what if something was really wrong? What should she do?

"Alex?" she called again, tentatively testing the doorknob. It was open. Milly's blood ran cold as the door slowly swung into the apartment. This was how curious neighbors found dead bodies. What if Alex was dead? What if the killer was still in there? Milly felt her legs jump in a sudden urge to turn around and run in the opposite direction. 

Don't be such a scaredy cat, she scolded herself. Alex probably just left the door unlocked accidentally. It was completely irrational of her to jump to conclusions. 

"Alex?" she called out again, stepping into the apartment. Everything seemed to be fine. Milly walked over to the notepad sitting on the kitchen counter, deciding to leave her friend a note. 

Milly picked up a pen and leaned over the paper when she heard a noise behind her. Turning around, her knees almost buckled at what she saw in front of her. There was a man standing there, intimidating in all his height. Instantly, her earlier thoughts came rushing back to her. 

"Wh-who are you?" she cautiously asked the stranger. 

"You need to come with me," he said, stepping forward and grabbing her wrist. Before Milly could do anything, or even think about doing anything, she suddenly found that she was no longer in Alex's kitchen. 

"What just happened? Where am I? Who are you?" the questions poured out of Milly as her head turned frantically back and forth, trying to recognize where she was. It was hopeless, though. She was in a room she had never seen before. The walls were dark, and there were heavy curtains and leather furniture. The walls were lined with bookshelves, filled with old books, and there was a fireplace in the corner. 

Milly's brain scrambled to come up with an explanation of what was happening. She must be hallucinating, she thought. It didn't make any sense, no time had passed, but how had she come to be in this room with this man. 

"Please," she begged, "What is going on?"

The man ignored her question, instead walking towards a table in the corner of the room. Milly glanced to where he was heading, and for the first time saw the ominous object sitting so peacefully there-waiting. 

Milly automatically turned and ran for the heavy wood door, she shook it a few times, but it was no use, she was locked in the room. Tears came to her eyes as she turned to face the man again, the man who was now holding the gun, pointing directly at her. 

"Please," her voice came out as a hoarse whisper. She shook her head in denial. "Why? Why are you doing this?" 

The tears fell unheeded down her cheeks as she stared into the barrel of the gun. The man didn't answer her question though. Instead he just pulled the trigger. 

***

Alex groggily opened her eyes. The first thing she realized was that she wasn't in her bed. Panic struck her for the few seconds before she realized where she was, then a new kind of panic came. It was all real. She looked down at Jasper, lying beside her. Was it really possible? Was she really a witch? 

Alex looked turned her head to look into Jasper's face. It felt nice to be lying next to him, his arm wrapped around her waist. She didn't even know the guy, and he could very well be insane, but she found that she didn't want to move. What was wrong with her? She should have protested when he had carried her to bed last night, lying down next to her. She shouldn't have agreed to sleep in the same bed with him, especially after what he had done to her, stripping her naked like that. She hadn't really had time to think too much about it last night, after finding out she was a witch and all, but the more she thought about it now, the angrier she got. No matter the reason why he had done it, it was still humiliating. Still, even in her anger, she didn't move—didn't want to.

Jasper moaned a bit in his sleep and pulled her body more tightly against his. 

"Good morning," he whispered huskily in her ear. Alex started and tried to make a move to pull away, he wouldn't let her though. 

"You're awake."

Jasper opened his eyes, lifting his head slightly to look down at her. "Yes."

Alex didn't know what to say. What do you say to a warlock who kidnapped you to fight some renegades, who's seen you naked, and with whom you just spent the night with? 

Jasper smiled tenderly down at her, a twinkle in his eye. Then, without any warning, he kissed her. Alex didn't move at first, so surprised, she didn't react at all. 

"Mmm," she mumbled out of her smashed lips, pushing at his chest with her hands and turning her head to the side. 

"What's wrong?" Jasper asked, petting her hair. 

"What's wrong?!" Alex couldn't believe he just asked her that question. "You can't just kiss me!"

Jasper chuckled softly. "Why not, sweetheart?" he said, nuzzling her cheek with his then kissing it softly. 

"Because we just met yesterday. Because you kidnapped me! And you can't call me sweetheart!" Alex tried to push out from where he had her pinned to the bed beneath him, but Jasper wouldn't let her move, and she wasn't strong enough to move him. 

"Just as well, Alex," he said as if humoring a petulant child, "It would be far too easy to get distracted by you. And we need to get to work."

He carefully rolled off of her and off the bed, before leaning over and lifting her easily up by the armpits to stand her on her feet. It wasn't until she saw Jasper staring down at her chest that she remembered her shirt was ripped down the middle. She gave an indignant humph while pulling the two ends of her shirt together and crossing her arms over her middle. 

Seeing her modest reaction made Jasper grin from ear to ear. "It's not like it's anything I haven't seen before," he said, snaking his hand up her shirt and resting it on the skin of her back. 

Alex angrily pulled away from him. She couldn't believe that he had the audacity to remind her of how horribly he had treated her. Alex glared at him before deliberately storming around him and walking out the bedroom door. 

Jasper followed her down the stairs. Alex was standing angrily in the kitchen, having stormed off with no where to actually go. 

"Come here," Jasper said when he followed her into the kitchen a few paces behind. 

Alex glared at him. "No," she said defiantly. 

Jasper held out his arms for her, and like last night, Alex found herself flying into them. "Hey!" she shouted, struggling against him, not liking how he was manhandling her. 

"Behave," he told her gently, though she continued to struggle in his arms. Then all of a sudden she stopped, not because she wanted to, but because she found that she couldn't move. 

"What are you doing?" she screeched, trying desperately to get her arms and legs to work, but to her horror, finding that they simply wouldn't move. "Let me go."

"I would if I thought that you would be a good girl and stop struggling, but since I know you won't, this is my only alternative solution." And with that, he proceeded to strip her torn shirt from her body. 

"Stop!" Alex shouted, feeling betrayed at what he was doing. In a weird way, she had come to trust him, and if she was honest with herself, she was even starting to fall for him. 

Jasper ran his fingers up the smooth flesh of her side, leaving a trail of goose bumps behind. Alex' s heart was pounding loudly in her chest. She was unnerved by the fact that this man she barely knew was touching her and looking at her so intimately, even more so by the fact that magic was preventing her from moving, and even more so because she felt a telltale twinge between her legs. 

Then out of nowhere, a t-shirt appeared in Jaspers hand. Alex was surprised to recognize it as one of her own. "Where did you get that?" 

"I picked up a few clothes from your apartment." He pulled the t-shirt over her head, then guided her arms through the sleeves. "There you go," he kissed the top of her head and drew her back into his arms. 

Alex found that once again she could move. "Are you hungry?" he asked her, letting her go and walking over to the refrigerator.

Alex would have said no just to be stubborn, but she found that she was actually really hungry. "Yes," she grudgingly admitted. 

"Good, I'll make us some breakfast, but then we really need to start your training. No one knows how much time we have."

"Jasper?" Alex asked softly. 

"Hmm?" he glanced over at her, but then turned back to his task of pulling eggs and butter out of the fridge and setting them on the counter. 

"What—" Alex trailed off, not really sure what she wanted to ask. "What's going on? What am I expected to do?"

Jasper could hear the gently worry and confusion in her voice, and he set the pan he had been holding down on the counter and walked over to her. "Alex, I know this all seems strange to you, but I promise everything is going to be okay. This, you being trained, is just more of a formality anyway. The council just wants to make sure they have all their bases covered." Jasper picked up her hands and stared intensely into her eyes, "I'm not going to let anything happen to you, okay?"

Alex was a bit unnerved by the intense way he stared into her eyes and she fidgeted a bit. "What's the council?" 

"The council," Jasper said, "Is a group of witches and warlocks in charge of overseeing the magical community. They make no one person abuses their power to the point that they start hurting others."

"So they are like the government?"

"Well, not so much. They don't have any control over our lives, and we wouldn't normally ever even see them. They don't do anything except police magic, and only when it gets to a point where it is a major threat."

"So if you did something bad with your magic, they put you on trial? And how do they punish you?"

Jasper smiled and shook his head. "You're getting the wrong idea. They have nothing to do with petty crimes. The only thing they are concerned with is if someone gets it into their head that they want to seize power—to use their magic to gain control of others."

"So what happens if one of you murders someone using magic? Does the council punish you?"

"I'm afraid not. The council doesn't have anything to do with controlling our everyday lives at all. They aren't the police and they aren't the government. In fact, they only meet when there is a major threat that needs to be taken care of."

"So unless you are trying to take over the world, you can do whatever you want with no one able to stop you?" Jasper shrugged. Alex shook her head. "I don't think that's right."

"If the council did anything more, they would have a full out riot on their hands. Witches and Warlocks don't want to be controlled and monitored so closely. Most can agree that we should stop any one person from gaining too much power, which is why the council was created, but if it irks the majority of the Magics, it can be abolished. It's better to have something than nothing."

"Oh." Alex nodded. Her stomach gave a small grumble, and Alex blushed.

"Time for breakfast," Jasper said, patting Alex gently on, making her blush even more. He chuckled and released her, walking over to the counter. 

"Stop doing that," Alex demanded, putting her hands on her hips.

"What?" Jasper asked innocently, turning to look at her. 

"Stop taking whatever liberties with me that you want!" Alex shouted, throwing her hands in the air. "Yes, I'll stay and learn whatever witchy stuff you want to teach me, but that doesn't mean you can just touch me anywhere, or dress me," Alex blushed slightly as she said the last part. 

Jasper looked at her little act of defiance, how she stood with her arms stiffly at her sides, her hands balled up into small fists, her cheeks a lovely shade of pink. She was beautiful in her anger. Just to tease her a bit, Jasper started to slowly and carefully pull her shirt up slightly with his mind, at the same time unbuttoning her jeans. 

It took Alex a second to realize what her clothes were doing, and she gasped when she looked down to find her pants unzipped and her shirt raised to show off her stomach. She quickly zipped and buttoned her pants, tugging at her wayward shirt until it was back in place, but by the time she had done that, her pants were already parted again, and before she could do anything, her shirt was squished up above her breasts. She pulled her top down quickly, only to find her pants already down around her knees, her cotton panties twitching. She grabbed them quickly, her shirt once again riding up. 

"Stop it!" she shouted angrily at him, still struggling to hold her clothes in place. 

"Hey, I wasn't touching you," Jasper pointed out, "And you didn't say anything about undressing you." 

While Alex was busy holding her panties in place, her shirt had been tugged back over her breasts, and now one cup of her bra was tugged down, her breast exposed to the air. 

"Stop it." Jasper instantly stopped pulling at her clothes at the sound of the broken sob of frustration in Alex's voice. Alex quickly righted her clothes, standing angrily before, the hint of unshed tears in her eyes. Jasper instantly felt guilty for teasing her in such a way, and he quickly strode over to her and took her in his arms. Perhaps that's not where she particularly wanted to be, but Jasper wanted to have her there. 

"You're such a jerk," Alex accused him, though she didn't try to pull out of his arms. 

"I'm sorry, Lex," Jasper said, stroking her back. "I was just teasing you. I didn't know you would get so upset."

"I just met you yesterday, but you keep taking off my clothes. You—you just can't do that to people!" she said into his shoulder where her head was buried. 

Jasper couldn't keep the grin off his face, though thankful that Alex couldn't see it. "Not people, Alex, just you."

"W-why?"

Jasper pulled back slightly and crouched down so he could look in her eyes, keeping his arms around her. "You're my soul mate, Lex. I'm planning on spending the rest of my life with you."

"What?" Alex couldn't keep the shock out of her voice. She pulled back slightly, staring at his completely serious face. "How do you know that?"

"I was checking into you—a suspected witch. I had to look into your aura, your essence, to find out if you had magic in you, which I found, but I also found something else. You match me completely, Alex, my perfect compliment in everyway. My soul recognized yours."

Alex stared at him in disbelief. "You love me?"

Jasper grinned at her, showing off straight white teeth. "Yes, sweetheart."

"And you're my soul mate, too?"

"That's how it works," he nodded, "Once I teach you how to read auras, you'll be able to see for yourself."

"Oh." Alex didn't know what else to say.

Jasper chuckled. "Yeah, oh."

He kissed her forehead, walking back over to the counter to continue breakfast. "So, how do you like your eggs?"

***

Quinn heard the little witch running for the door, and he mentally locked it. He picked up the cold steel in his hands, and turned to point the gun at her. She was desperately knocking her small frame against the door in a futile attempt to open it, turning the doorknob furiously in her hands. 

The witch turned around. "Please." Her voice was pleading, hopeless. "Why? Why are you doing this?"

Quinn kept his face a stonily impassive, he knew what he had to do. He aimed directly at her torso, and without further ado, pulled the trigger. 

Quinn received the shock of his life when he saw her drop to the floor, blood seeping into her shirt, the bullet having pierced her soft flesh unheeded. 

"Alexandra!" Quinn shouted, running to the fallen girl. He dropped the gun and picked up her arm, pouring his own power and life into her, trying to keep her alive. He could sense her staring at him, but he didn't look into her face. 

He used his magic to pull her shirt away from her wound. There was a whole right in the center of her chest, leaking out her blood. If Quinn stopped touching her now, took away the life he was giving her, she would die. 

He hovered his hand over the wound, and the bullet flew out of her chest into his waiting palm. He tossed it gently aside, and placed his hand back over wound. He concentrated on healing her, reattaching the grazed organs and rent flesh. A sweat broke out on his forehead as he concentrated not only on healing her wound, but keeping her alive while he did so. 

Quinn released her suddenly, collapsing backwards onto his but from where he was kneeling beside her. The girl didn't move, just sat there staring at him. Quinn couldn't figure it out. This had never happened before, every other witch had stopped the bullet before it hit them. 

"What's wrong with you, girl?" Quinn growled out angrily. He looked at her face, but she was just staring at him with horror and shock. She looked down at her chest, lightly fingering the smooth flesh where only moments before there was a gaping hole. 

It just didn't make any sense. When a witch is put in a life threatening situation like that, they should automatically act to save themselves. This one should be no different, unless... Quinn turned to her, easily reading her aura. What he found caused his heart to skip a beat and his jaw to drop. It couldn't be, she was perfect. She matched him like a lost piece of a puzzle. 

He stared at her in amazement, his heart beating furiously. Why hadn't he realized before how absolutely beautiful she was? Sure he had recognized that she was an attractive girl, but she was so much more than that. Such a beautiful, delicate creature, and he had almost killed her. 

Quinn couldn't keep the anger and pain from rising up inside of him at what he had done. He suddenly remembered why he was looking at her aura in the first place, and started poking around for the magic he should find there, only there was none. Self hatred filled him like a gas, sneaking into every crevice of his body. He had shot his soul mate, this completely helpless creature. 

"I'm so sorry, sweetheart," Quinn said, hesitantly reaching out toward her, pleading for her to forgive him. He then for the first time realized how pasty white her skin had become, her breathing was labored and she shook like a tiny little rabbit. 

"Alex," Quinn said her gently, worried that she might be in shock. She looked up into his eyes, but he saw nothing but fear there. "Alex," he said again, putting his hands around her waist, but she weakly scrambled away, the pace of her breathing increasing worryingly. 

He reached for her, slowly, like one might reach out toward a wild animal, so as not to frighten it. It didn't work though. This time the girl let out a scream. Quinn winced at the frightened sound, and he gently rubbed her leg. The piercing scream was cut off midway as she fell into deep sleep. 




Magic Ch. 02



Quinn picked up her limp body, cradling it to his chest protectively. He carried her up to his bed, laying her down and tucking her in beneath the covers. "Everything will be alright," he whispered to her sleeping form. "When you wake up, I'll explain everything."

Quinn laid down beside the sleeping girl, gently pulling her into his chest. He tucked her head into the crook of his arm and concentrated on sending her pleasant and peaceful dreams.



Magic Ch. 02



Kari and I blurred the line, no we wiped it out, between father and daughter. We were passionate lovers making our first long road trip together. I suggest reading the first installment of Magic to understand where we are now. This is copyrighted material. 

*

We decided to drive into Canada, crossing from North Dakota into Manitoba at the north end of U.S. Interstate 29. This trip was on a whim and nothing else, I had not seen my relatives on my mother's side in over 30 years. For no other reason than that did Kari and load the car and take off.

Kari and I cemented our relationship as lovers not father and daughter last summer and now we wanted to take a long trip to see sights. Kari knew we would have to be father and daughter with our relatives. However, getting there would mean several nights in motels. I joked about all sex education I got in Catholic school consisted of "motel spelled backwards is letom." Kari was quick to reply that "letom" is what she had in mind.

The trip from Manitoba would have us driving through Ontario and Quebec to reach New Brunswick and the area where my mother, Kari's grandmother, grew up. We decided to follow routes taking us through very rural parts of the provinces. Although Canada is very progressive and liberal in urban areas, rural areas, where the population is smaller is more old school leaning to conservative. Rural Canada is agricultural in much the same way as is the U.S. 

On our first night in Canada, we stopped at a small motel in west central Ontario. There was a little cafe serving the next best thing to home made. The people were inquisitive about us as foreigners and I had the place captivated with stories of my New Brunswick connection, small town Canada, family part of the founding immigrants from Ireland. They had never met an "American" with the knowledge of Canada I had. By time we ate our food, told stories, had some desert and tea, we seemed to be accepted in the town.

Kari nudged me along, "We have an early wake up if we are going to get across Ontario and into Quebec tomorrow." I knew we didn't have any time frame to meet and, also knew Kari had plans for the night that might include sleep at some point. We said good nights and heap thanks on the crowd for listening and making us feel comfortable. We heard a lot of "See ya Yank. Come back any time."

The town was very small, the motel was less than half a block from the cafe and both ends of the town couldn't have been more ten blocks apart. In the room, Kari suggested we shower, get the grit off, and relax. "Don't know that I trust the motel to have enough hot water for two showers," I said, "Maybe we should conserve water and shower together." I was grinning and Kari was already skimming off her clothes.

"The last one is screwed," she joked as her pants hit the floor leaving her in just bra and panties.

"The first one is screwed by the last one in and unless you've had an anatomy change since this morning, you're screwed anyway." I began removing my clothes but looking at Kari's lovely body was seeing a dream in the flesh. Her long black hair framed her face and fell straight behind her shoulders. As her bra came off and her firms breasts came into view, my natural instincts took over. Kari is very firm from many hours in the gym, her 34A breasts don't really need a bra. Her nipples were tiny and centered perfectly on quarter size pink points.

My shirt came off, my T-shirt, and jeans hit the floor soon after. I didn't wear under pants and shaved my pubic hair. Knowing that Kari wanted to share our bodies, I was already feeling a growing in my loins. I took a Levitra with my tea at the cafe knowing that she would do everything she could to keep me erect into the night, and I loved it.

Kari wore shear panties that revealed her lovely firm butt and her shaved pubic mound. Her narrow waist swept gracefully into her hips and down to legs that were well toned and strong. Her panties slipped off her hips and fell to the floor. I walked toward her and the bathroom, stopped as I reached her, took her in my arms for a lovers embrace and kiss. Her five foot two inch frame was about a foot below my six foot two frame but we learned to make height a benefit. Kari felt warm and loving, her kiss was open, hot, passionate. We walked into the shower.

We showered quickly, it was sensual though. We massaged each other as we soaped our bodies, I never tire of feeling her body, smooth, warm, firm. Kari soaped me with equally sensual touches. Although I was still overweight, she had coaxed me into health eating and weight was pealing off. She didn't seem to care about the weight, she surrendered her body to me with much love. I knew that this night would be no different.

We dried ourselves and moved toward the bed. "Dad I want you to give me a big Ontario 'O' tonight. I want you to exhaust me."

I pulled her naked form into me and whispered, "I will do everything I can." Our embrace developed into heavy passionate kissing and body part fondling. Kari groped my but cheeks with one hand and stroked my cock with the other. Her vagina was my target, already highly excited, Kari was lubricated with her natural oils. 

Our breathing was heavy and we were both moaning. I placed the tip of one finger on her tiny clit which sent a shock through her body. She jerked, crying loudly before thrusting her pubic bone hard onto me hand. Giving her bud another touch set her; she must have been ready and waiting for her release, she jerked and spasmed on my hand as she flooded it and herself with a torrent of her vaginal fluid. "Oh, daddy, oh, daddy, oh daddy," she screamed out letting herself slump into me. 

I guided us to the bed and laid her down. She was still is an orgasmic state as I lay my head between her legs, kissing my way to her love junction. I wasn't planning to let her rest from the first orgasm of the night. I licked at her vaginal opening, tasting her musk. I circled my tongue around but not touching her sensitive clit. I tongued her opening again letting it sink into her as far as I could. Kari was at the point of another orgasm, close but not just there.

I inserted one finger in her vagina to rub against her g-spot. I hit the mark, Kari rolled her hip and arched her back as the elusive gland behind the pubic bone drove her into erotic gyrations. Finger on her g-spot, I tongued her clit. Those two spots receiving attention made her scream again as her second orgasm hit harder than the first. I did not relax my attention, I hoped Kari would continue to orgasm multiple times.

It seemed she was continuing to cum as she continued to arch her back and squeeze my finger in vice grip of vaginal muscles. I was beginning to fear that someone would hear her screams and call the local police. I knew she was vocal, but tonight she was exceeding her usual volume. I can't begin to guess how many orgasms vibrated through her body, I knew it was five or six. I think she was overcome from the mix of pleasure and exertion as her body went limp falling to the bed. Only then did I stop the onslaught to her very well fingered and tongued pussy.

"No more, no more," is all she said when she recovered. "No more OntariOs. Please no more."

I lay myself beside her content knowing I had given her what she asked for. Although I had not reached my own orgasm, I was happy to just hug my silly little Kari in my arms. "Daddy, I love you very deeply." That was the last she said as she fell asleep. Soon, I was also asleep.

I don't know what time it was, small hours of the morning, I awoke to a feeling of pressure on my lap. The pressure came and passed gently. When I was fully alert, I realized Kari was the pressure. She had impaled herself on my cock. I must have stayed hard while I slept or she use her tiny mouth to suck life into me. On her next downward push, I met her mid thrust with an upward thrust. Apparently she was not expecting it, she cried out softly as our pubic bones connected.

"Not so hard, I'm sore." 

I had to reach up wanting to pull her torso into mine. "Let me feel you laying against me. We'll be slow. No need for fucking, lets gently make love." Kari relaxed her body against me. That released me from being deeply in her vagina. We were able to easily work our hips in slow rolling motions that kept tension on her clit without putting pressure on her.

"Oh my silly little Kari, what a wonderful love you are. You make me feel very lucky with each breath I take." I looked into her eyes seeing a mix of love and tear as we embraced and loved each other with our bodies. "Is that a tear in your eyes? Kari, why?"

"Why do you think? I'm happy, finally happy. I have the one love I've always wanted and am loving the one I've always loved." She was full of surrender, captured, incarcerated and she had me jailed in her loving cell.

"Kari, you're love is beyond what I could ever dream of and I just want you to have my love completely."

Sitting upright again, Kari began to ride me harder. I guessed she was getting close and would be having another cum, no doubt less intense that the ones she had earlier. "Cum daddy, I want you in me in every way." Kari was close and I couldn't hold back. I thrust my hips into with a hard push and released my 63 year old sperm into her waiting 29 year pussy. "Oh, that's nice. I'm cumming to daddy, just a little but I'm cumming too." Kari fell forward onto me and we fell asleep still joined.

Waking a few hours later, I was surprised we were still joined at the hip. Even more surprising, I was still hard. Kari said she was sore, how could she keep me in her?

"Did you keep me plugged all night dad," was her waking question.

"You're on top of me. You kept me plugged in." Barely awake, Kari was moving hips against me.

"Well, we better do something with that plug. Any cream filling left?" Her breasts were puffed full and her nipples were tight points at the tip. We thrashed about making love in one moment and giving each other a demanding fuck the next; our orgasms came a went without the fanfare of Kari's screams from last night, we were both very satisfied. We showered, grabbed some breakfast to go, a thermos of coffee, and headed east toward Quebec.

In the year since we decided to be lovers and not father daughter, we'd had some deeply erotic nights. Last night and this morning ranks high on that list.

********* We were in no hurry to reach New Brunswick, the destination is not the trip. We took secondary roads through Ontario into Quebec. We began encountering hills as we climbed into the mountains of eastern North America. By night fall we were into central Quebec, well off the main Trans-Canada route. 

We pulled off for the night in a village with an old motel, a collection of small cabins. It didn't look as though anyone passed there in decades. The manager spoke a smattering of English and were able to get one of the cabins, found a quaint general store and stocked up for dinner and breakfast, nothing perishable. The store had fresh vegetables and fresh fruit that probably came from local growers. We washed and ate fresh vegetables for dinner with a little local wine.

It got dark early in these hills and we were on the eastern side of a rather steep hill, darkness fell here suddenly. There were two television channels available, both French speaking and neither very interesting, TV didn't last long. Kari was sitting on the edge of the bed and I was sitting in the old dusty, 50s era lounge chair in one corner facing the TV.

Kari walked over to me and straddled my lap facing me. "Any idea what we can do tonight? We could drink some more wine. Maybe a Quebec quicky?" I understood the pattern, Ontario O, Quebec quicky, I wondered what she might come up with in New Brunswick, probably not much staying with cousins.

I wrapped my arms around Kari's waist as she draped her arms over my shoulders around my neck. "I thought you were sore from the g-spot massage and two rounds last night and this morning. But I guess a quickie won't add too much to the rawness. Besides, in New Brunswick, you'll have plenty of time to recover since we are staying with cousins... in separate bedrooms." 

Kari gave me a pout and her sad eye look, "You better make me real sore then. I picked up a tube of lube at the general store, you didn't know that did you?" 

With Kari straddling my hips, her butt was stretched tight across my lap. "You are a very naughty girl," I said as I landed several hard blows from my hand on her tight butt. She squirmed from the assault rubbing her vagina up and down my lap. She was excited, as was I. We began undressing ourselves. "I hope the Levetra from last night still has some residual affect. I think we're going to get very naughty."

When we were finally naked and kissing with passion, Kari was squeezing my butt cheeks as I played and rubbed her back and butt. We liked to explore each others senses with touch and tonight, Kari was exploring me deeply, exploring my sphincter with her fingers. It was exciting to have her do that, she knew I liked anal play. When we were feeling really kinky, I let her butt fuck me with a dildo we bought together. Then I remembered the lube comment, "You brought toys didn't you?"

"We may have to stay an extra day, I think you'll be too sore to sit in the car and I know I will."

**********

In the year that Kari and I have been lovers, I've explored sexuality. I've always had a streak of kink in me, tried anal with my wife when she was alive, she didn't like it and wouldn't let me do it. Kari is a little more open and we've tried it a couple times. I learned that anal sex does not mean there has to be penetration. Kari likes when I put my cock at her anal opening and simply rub against it - does make for messy orgasms and sticky ass. When she is ready for penetration, if she wants it, she pushes back against me, relaxes her sphincter and lets me in. Most of the time it is just my cock head that penetrates and her muscle contractions make me cum quickly.

I've read articles about the male anal structure and found the prostate is much like the female g-spot. I've also learned that men can enjoy anal penetration and prostate massage, which can produce prostate orgasms that are very intense. We openly talk about sexual desires and Kari was not surprised to learn I was interested in receiving anal. One day she came home with a small toy from a sex shop, it was six inches long and only one and a quarter inches thick. It didn't take long to realize that I like longer and much, much, thicker.

"You said Quebec quicky. Sounds like you changed your mind." I was smiling at Kari's devilish grin. She had a gleam in her eyes that meant passion.

"Dad, I have a surprise for you, I bought before we left." Kari opened her suitcase and produced a double dildo. "You know how I plan to use this?" Her question was more rhetorical than asking for an answer; I waited for her to tell me.

She used her little girl daddy voice, "Daddy, this will fill you, and fill me while you fill me. I'm getting your butt and my butt at the same time you get my little girl hole." The dildo was 24 inches long one end thicker than the other to satisfy multiple locations. I could tell one end was slightly over two inches thick staying thick up to about eight inches long before tapering down to about one and a quarter inches.

"We better make sure we're clean before getting dirty," I smiled at Kari as she was already trying to penetrate me dry. "Bring your new toy, we can play in the tub. Did you see how large it is?"

Kari pulled me by my cock into the cabin's bathroom. It had a European water heater and didn't know anything about using it, the water came out cold only. "We had these when we lived in Germany. You have to push this button and wait for the water to heat, maybe fifteen minutes. How can we fill 15 minutes," I asked as I smiled.

Kari was already damp between her legs as she pulled me by the cock again to the bed. "Make me dirty so the bath will be necessary." There was no fanfare, she wanted her Quebec quicky now.

Kari grabbed two pillows and placed them under her butt. She exposed herself to me bent her legs at the knee. I took her in one thrust, burying myself balls deep. Kari's loud gasp was a mix of surprise and satisfaction. Out of reflex, she raised her legs higher and wrapped them behind my back. We didn't move for a few moments just enjoying the sensation of being lovers not father and daughter. 

It wasn't long before Kari began flexing her vaginal muscles against me and rotating her hips against me. I slid out slightly and rolled my hips into her as she rotated into me. We knew each others rhythm and the pace we wanted. We held tight against each other for a few seconds before another hip movement. Nice and slow until Kari pulled her legs higher letting me hook my arms behind her knees and jab her hard. As much as I didn't want to cum, and she knew it, we both knew that I wouldn't last long since I wasn't shy to tell her I am usually premature.

"Its okay, cum in me, it will be better the second time. Just fuck me daddy." I sensed she wasn't too far from her own cum as I continued to jab into her wet vagina. 

A few seconds more and I turned loose my load but kept pumping away to get Kari off. I wasn't wrong, she was close. Her loud moan was not a screaming orgasm, but she was cumming, I felt her pussy juice around my cock and pussy walls contract against me. "Oh daddy, that was a nice quicky, I didn't expect to have a cum. It was nice."

"Yes, sex with you is so very enjoyable, I love you body against me. I love your openness about sex wanting to try anything new. You are the perfect love of my life, Kari." I shrank quickly and slipped from her pussy. "Now we need that bath."

As we went into the bathroom, the water heater was just ending the heating cycle. I turned on the hot water and was glad it was very hot. I could mix some cold water to bring the temperature down and fill the tub deeper. Kari sat on the toilet and emptied her bladder and pussy.

The tub water was not hot but comfortably warmer than a usual tub. We slipped into it feeling the water encase us in its relaxing warmth. I knew we'd want more hot water later and reset the water heater to warm another tank full.

Kari was leaning into me resting on my chest as I rested on the back of the tub. I reached a wash cloth and soap, soaked the cloth and soaped it. I began to wash Kari's chest and neck slowly working in gentle circles down toward her breasts. Her nipples were tight little swollen tips and the first rub of the cloth against her nipples caused her to moan and wiggle hard into me. The water level was too high for me to wash lower but I continued my strokes down her stomach to her pubic bone. The mountain water here was naturally soft and as I gently rubbed her vaginal lips, she moaned again. I moved the cloth to touch her lightly just above her clit, no pressure, just sensual touch. Kari immediately opened her legs to my touch.

"Oh daddy, be careful where you touch. The hot water and your body are not a good mix. I may have to..." She gasped again as I touched her clit directly.

"Have to what my cute little Kari?" I wasn't hard but feeling her back and hips against me was having an effect. "Can we play with your new toy?" As Kari mover to get it, I made a swift move to make sure my ass was washed and clean. Kari sat back down opposite me with the toy in the water giving it a good wash.

"Stand up, dad, turn around." I did as told feeling Kari massaging my sphincter and applying soap as a lube. The wide end was pushed into me and I let out a moan as it slid into my bowels. "Turn around, face me." Kari was on her knees and my cock disappeared into her mouth when I turned. One hand held my cock and her other was working the dildo in and out. 




Magic Ch. 02



We had talked about the prostate and Kari knew the angle to keep pressure on it. I was still not hard but she was milking my prostate, my semen was flowing from having my p-spot milked.

"Kari, let me sit down so you can have some of this toy too." I sat against the back of the tub but was careful to slid my body well forward so I wasn't sitting squarely on the dildo. Kari turned and sat on my legs so her little butt was visible and I could toy with her sphincter. She was relaxed as I put the thin end against her cute butt hole. I pushed, she opened up, at least four inches slipped into her. 

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming already. Daddy, oh fuck." Kari was thrashing against the dildo in her butt and pushed more into her, maybe two more inches. She was wild in her orgasm without any vaginal stimulation. 

Dare I push more? Maybe a little. Could she take another inch? She was still riding out her orgasm as I gave her some more dildo up her tight butt. "A little more daddy, a little more." She begged for more as her orgasm continued into another spasm.

Her movements against the dildo caused the end in me rub my prostate and sitting on the dildo was putting intense pressure on my prostate. "Kari, I going to have a p-spot orgasm with you. Oh fuck, it feels powerful. I exerted pressure against the dildo and my cock spewed semen in a rush like I was peeing.

"Oh dad, how much is in me? That was outrageous. I've never cum without having my pussy fucked." 

We were settled from our orgasms as I began to pull the toy from Kari's butt. When it was out, I held it up for her to see, "That's about eight inches, as much as I can take." I let my end slide from butt.

"We better drain this tub and use the shower wand to finish washing. There is probably a mess we need to clean." The tub drained fast and the water was hot again. I mixed the hot and cold valves to the right temperature so we could finish washing with soap and water.

We toweled dry leaving the two foot rubber snake in the tub. When we were dry, I took the dildo and soap with the remaining hot water and gave it a good wash. "Just in case," I smiled.

We were both weak fro our orgasms as we fell hard onto the bed. Kari laid on top of me as we began sharing deep loving kisses, our bodies reacting to one another. We explored and touched, fondled and groped. I was feeling myself growing stiff under Kari's body. Kari was wiggling atop me as her desire built. I cupped her warm, firm butt cheeks pulling her into me. Our pubic bones rubbed hard. Reaching further down, I opened her ass to explore her little anus muscle. At the contact, Kari involuntarily squeezed against my finger rotating her hips against my finally and fully stiff cock. Then she relaxed a little and her ass opened to my touch. We were ready to consummate our love again.

Kari raised her hips from contact with me only to grasp my cock and place it at her tight vaginal opening. She rode down on my cock until she had it completely captured in her pussy. All the time, I struggled to keep a finger in her butt hole.

Since we already made love once and I had a powerful p-spot orgasm in the bath, I was pretty sure I'd last a while inside my silly little Kari, she must have sensed it too. She was sitting high rubbing her g-spot against my cock. Her angle against me gave me a sweet view of her breasts capped by swollen nipples jutting out. Those firm breasts seemed to defy gravity even as she rode against my cock. Where we were joined, pubic mound exposed, I watched as she rose slightly then fell back against me. Her breath was fast but she wasn't close to orgasm yet, our pace was not fast and not furiously demanding.

My free hand reached the dildo and Kari nodded yes. I removed my finger from tight little sphincter and maneuvered the dildo into place. Kari was not well lubed but she wasn't dry either, her tight little hole relaxed just enough to let the toy break through just a couple inches. Her reaction was a loud moan feeling the dildo fill her ass as my cock filled her pussy. She clenched her vaginal wall against my cock, I knew she had also clenched against the dildo.

Kari held me in her grasp for several seconds, I couldn't move my cock or the dildo. Against she gasped loudly and released a gush of her natural lube, so tight against me, her g-spot must have given her a little cum. When she relaxed, she fell over my torso. Our lips met in a passion filled kiss. Her stiff nipples felt like pencil erasers against my chest. This was to my advantage and I gave her more dildo, I felt the dildo against my cock through the membrane between her anus and vagina.

"Oh, enough! Let me rest. I had a little cum, give me a minute." Kari was sighing and moaning, not moving, completely relaxed, in sexual bliss. I wrapped my arms around her waist using my fingers to kneed her soft firm butt cheeks. I used just enough pressure to rock her against my cock gently. 

Kari laid her head on my chest while I continued kneading her firm butt cheeks and rocking her on my cock. I was near cumming although I was pretty sure Kari wasn't. "Daddy, can I tell you something," she whispered so silently I could hardly hear. "One more thing would make me more happy than ever."

"Kari, oh fuck, I want to cum."

"Cum, daddy, make me happy with your cum in my fertile pussy. Make me have a baby."

"Oh Kari, I'm cumming." She gasped as I came a second time in her tonight. The dildo still in her ass and my cock in her pussy, her muscles squeezed tightly against both invaders as she squealed in her own little cum.

After a few seconds, Kari pulled off me, quickly rolled on her back, and arched her hips high in the air. The dildo still deep in her ass, she pulled it out slowly with hips still high in the air. Finally, recovering from my lust driven thinking, it dawned on me, Kari said fertile pussy.

With surprise and another emotion I couldn't identify, I said, "Fertile and baby! You said fertile and baby! What are you talking about, fertile and baby?"

"I want to have a baby with you. Last year when I confessed you are my perfect man, I knew then that we were going to have a baby. Two months ago I stopped using birth control and my cycle is normal again. Yesterday and today I hit my cycle high." The look on her face, in her eyes, was concern and some freight of my reaction. "Daddy, this is how much I love you," tears were forming in her eyes. "I'll know in about 12 or 14 days. We will know."

"I guess its a little late to ask, are you sure. I wonder if my sperm is strong enough. Kari, is this another time that you were afraid to talk to me about what you wanted? Like the weekend we stripped the cloak of father and daughter?"

Her tears were flowing and her voice shook as she weakly said yes. It had been several minutes of Kari holding her hips high allowing my sperm to flow deeply into her womb. She relaxed down to the mattress holding her legs together. "You don't sound mad, are you mad, did I do something wrong?" Her tone was much like I remember when she was six or seven.

"Well, yes you did something wrong by not telling me what you wanted. If I'd known, I would have gone to the urologist to see if I had the balls to become a father." Hearing me say balls made her giggle through her tears. "You better let me rest for a couple hours. Then we might want to try again."

Kari smiled, wiped her tears, and turned toward me. "Again?"

"You did say we might want to stay another day, but now, not because we're sore. What's the best position to launch a full attack on a tiny egg?" I pulled her naked body to mine, we began kissing and hugging, even though our last sex was many long minutes ago, Kari's nipples were still very stiff and dug into my chest, she was involuntary gyrating her hips in sexual motion. I was not touching her in any sexual way except to hug and kiss. My cock was limp, not making contact with her in any sexual way.

"Oh gawd, daddy, I'm cumming. Oh shit, fuck, I'm cumming. No sex, I'm cumming." Kari gave a loud scream as her orgasm took control of her body. I hugged her as tightly as I could but her orgasm was strong and her body shook as great waves overtook her. 

When she calmed down, relaxed into me, I told her something I'd read once about orgasm and pregnancy, "I read once that female orgasm helps sperm penetrate into the womb and find the egg."

"But why did I cum when we weren't even making love? That has never happened to me before. Maybe it means something." Kari relaxed deeply into me, the stiff points of her nipples relaxed, she was limp, entering a slumber.

"Yes, Kari, my silly little girl, maybe it does." I fell into a slumber as well.

**********

It was several hours later when I had to get up to pee. Slowly, I peeled myself away from the sleeping Kari. I looked at my phone and saw the time as 3:16 in the morning. I made it to the bathroom, closed the door and gave my bladder its release. After finishing, I flushed and went to the sink where there was just enough light to see somewhat clearly. The water was clod and I didn't turn on the small water heater above the sink. I washed myself in case Kari woke and wanted to play.

Done, I went back to bed, laid down, and turned toward Kari. "Daddy, what were you doing," her half awake voice asked.

"I had to pee and wash a little. Go back to sleep."

"No, I have to pee too, and wash a little." I could hear the giggle in her voice fully aware of what she meant.

As I relaxed back into the bed, I realized I was getting aroused by the thought of more sex. Faking being asleep when Kari came back to bed, I felt her lay down close to me. Her hand wrapped around my slightly grown cock. "You better not be asleep. If you are, I'll squeeze your nuts."

"And, then you won't get any sperm."

Kari was shifting around moving pillows. She then positioned herself stomach down with the pillows under her hips. Like this, her cute ass was high in the air and her little pussy was fully exposed. Even in the dim light this view was erotic to see. I was getting harder and moved myself to lay atop her. Kari felt my hardening cock at her entrance. "Come in, the doors open," she whispered.

"You're already wet," I was surprised as I said that. I slipped into her completely.

"Oh gawd yes, that feels good. Take it slow, get completely hard, I want you in me as long as you can." Kari was sighing and moaning as I swayed against her ass, cock in her pussy. It wasn't long until her sweet body brought me to full length. "Slow, nice and slow, no rush. Love me daddy."

"The only thing I want to do is love you Kari." I slowly began to roll my hips, pulling away only slightly before reversing back in. This pace went on for many minutes, how long didn't matter, 15 minutes, 25 minutes, time was no longer important. Important only was our connection to one another.

"I want it now daddy, fuck me. Make me cum, give me your cum." I increased my thrusts, pulling out until only my cock head was held in her pussy before driving back into her depths. Kari's cries and moans were building as was the tightening of her muscles against my cock. My sperm release was pending too. 

"Oh Kari, I can't believe I'm ready to give you more cum." I continued the pace sensing Kari was almost there too.

"Cumming daddy, cumming." Kari screamed into the mattress as her muscles spasmed. She was having a strong orgasm again. Her shudders, shakes and cries were more than I could take. I drove into as hard as I could keeping my cock buried at full length as sperm rushed down my shaft into her waiting womb.

"Oh Kari, what have we done. From father and daughter to father and mother." I continued to stroke my cock in her pussy even though I was shrinking. I wanted to remain hard and spill more sperm into her. But what my mind wanted and what age allow are two different things.

"Are you betting I'm pregnant?" Kari tightened her muscles holding me in place. "Oh daddy, do you want me to be pregnant?"

"Yes, damn it, yes, I do."

After that admission, we fell asleep again not waking until the sun was high in the sky. We bathed again, dressed, arranged for another night, which was hard since we were the only guests, the went walking around the village stopping in the little cafe for lunch. 

The lunch was really satisfying, light salad, soup, platter of ground beef with melted cheese and cottage fries. We ended our meal with tea and fresh apple pie. The tea was a traditional loose leaf tea with some tea leaves settled to the bottom.

"I remember a story mom used to tell of a fortune teller in Bath. She read tea leaves and was considered very accurate. So much so, the story goes, she quit reading leaves. I wonder what is in our leaves" 

Kari looked at me a little strangely, "You believe that stuff? Sounds a little odd to me."

"I'm am a skeptical believer. You've heard me tell my stories of paranormal. They are only stories until you experience them." 

As I talked, a woman, older than me, passed the table and stopped. She began speaking French to us then realized we didn't understand. "English," she asked and out nod yes told her we spoke English. Her accent was thick but we understood. "Little girl, pretty little girl."

I said thank you and agreed that Kari is a pretty little girl. Her next statement was a shock to us both, but mostly Kari, "No, I mean baby, pretty girl. It is in her body but only just there today. Maybe a boy someday."

Kari asked, "How do you know?"

"It is in your eyes, they glow," the woman said as she walked away.

"Well, what do you think about fortune tellers now?" I had a little gloat in my voice.

"We'll just have to wait for a few days. I'm not sure I can believe some passing gypsy."

Leaving the cafe, we walked through the village that wasn't much more than a few buildings on the main road and fewer homes on side streets. The village was quaint, nothing special as rural villages go. "Kari, you know our cabin isn't large enough for a family. My income isn't enough to buy a larger home. What are we going to do to raise a baby? There is my age too."

Kari ceased the moment, "If the gypsy was right, you age planted a baby in me. We'll figure out what to do. My income is growing now that school is done and I'm in practice. We'll have money. Lets go back to our room now. I think we may need to lay down for a while." 

Kari's voice had all the tones of more than laying down. "Do you think I'm up for another performance?"

"You're not up now but I know what gets you up. Maybe a little chemical enhancement is called for too."

"Tomorrow, we really have to get through Quebec and into New Brunswick, leave early and drive hard."

"Oh, I like the sound of drive hard." Kari's giggle told me what she had in mind.

We got back to the little motel cabin finding it was cleaned and refreshed. I went to my hygiene kit, retrieved my Levetra, and popped one in my mouth. Kari opened some wine, we sipped wine and watched a little TV. In French it had little meaning but it was a distraction from all the sexual tension and baby talk of the night before and most of the day today. 

Kari got up going into the bathroom. She stayed there for some time, freshening herself I figured. The toilet flushed and water ran in the tub. She must have been using the shower wand. A few minutes more passed and when Kari came back, she was indeed refreshed and naked. Her body never ceases to have the desired effect on me.

"Well, you're thinking a little afternoon delight, can I be of some assistance?" I began removing my shirt and loosening my belt as Kari paced slowly toward me. My shirt and pants were on the floor as she encircled me in her arms.

We did experience afternoon delight and went to sleep early.

**********

Next morning early, we packed, loaded the car, had a quick shower, paid our bill, and hit the road for New Brunswick. We left the rural roads hitting the main highways where we could pick up speed. Miles disappeared in the rear view mirror as more miles lay ahead. It was mid afternoon when we crossed into New Brunswick and I called my cousin to tell her we were about 75 miles away probably getting into Bath sometime between 4:30 and 5:00.

I was getting into familiar geography and started pointing out things I remember from my youth and vacations with mom, dad, and my sister. Town and village names popped up on road signs and I was getting eager to see my cousins, I guess I was too anxious as Kari recognized it too.

I continued pointing out the things I remembered, the turn off to toward where my grand parents lived in a small community that isn't on any map. I turned the car off the main road at the intersection I knew well, it dead ended at my cousins house that had been her parents house.

We spent several days in New Brunswick and my cousin had a reunion that included relatives from across Canada and relatives from Maine and New England in the U.S. We visited the old homestead, cemeteries, and places of my youth visiting family in Canada. Kari was not happy that we slept in separate bedrooms, but she found ways to have private moments, no sex much to her frustration.

After five days of visiting, it was time to head back to the midwest. Kari's new business needed her attention and I had one class to prepare a syllabus for. We crossed into the U.S. at the Houlton, Maine crossing, the same crossing my mom used when she moved to the U.S. The border guards listened to my story, then let me review their old records. I found my mom's record and they gave me a copy.

We got back to the cabin a couple days before Kari's two week's were up. She got to work to find out that two high schools picked her for their physical therapy needs. That meant a lot of state money coming into her business.

One evening she came home from work with a bag from the pharmacy. "It isn't that time of the month, dad." She was smiling when she showed me the pregnancy test kit. After a few minutes in the bathroom, she came out. "Dad, I believe in Gipsy fortunate tellers."



Magic Ch. 03



Chapter 3: "Mesmerized"

Magic stood there in the darkness of his room. His mind was obsessed with a stranger he met through his email. Her name is Kandie; she seemed to walk out of his dream into his life. Oh god, he just had to have her! First, he wanted to drive her desires higher then they had ever been, then when they meet.....the magic will turn into pure ecstasy! He sat down and began writing her another enticing email.

"MMMMM,

"I found myself so wanting last night, that I found myself standing in the darkness stroking my hardened cock. I imagined you kneeling naked before me, taking me in your mouth. As you lick and suck my cock, one hand was moving up and down the length of my thickened shaft as the other fondled and massaged my balls. I could feel cum building up in my balls. As I jacked off, your desires had me captivated. I know you want to taste my nectar as you take me deep in your mouth. 

My grip on my cock tightened as my hand moved faster. I imagined you now grabbing my ass as you pulled my cock deep into your throat. My cock tightens and will soon release its heavy load. Then, for a moment, the only reality was my fingers entwined in your hair as you knelt before me. I thrust my cock completely into your wanting mouth one last time and came! My hot, sticky cum filled my hand as I imagined you hungrily swallowing my cum. Mmmmmmm that felt so good.

Magic" 

Kandie felt her nipples harden and her clit twitch as she read Magic's email. Oh my god, she had to have this man! She wanted to feel him fucking her mouth as her tongue tantalized his wanting cock. She wanted to moan and scream in ecstasy as he drove his member deep into her cunt. She took off her shorts and panties, sat down only in her t-shirt, and began fondling her body as she replied to his email.

"Magic,

I found myself lying naked on my bed watching you stroke your cock and saying, "Do you like what you see Kandie?" Oh god, I wanted the vision I had in my mind to come to life. I wanted to wrap my lips around your pulsating member and suck you deeply as your fingers and tongue worked their magic in my cunt. Oh fuck, I have never been so wet and aroused!

As I sucked you deep, one hand was massaging your balls and the other stroking you hard. I wanted to taste every inch of your wanting cock and swallow your sweet load. As I sucked your cock, my hands were taking my 10-inch toy, ramming it deep into my cunt then back out, and vibrating it on my throbbing clit. I usually take my time cumming, until I cannot stand it anymore. 

This time, I closed my eyes and screamed, "Fuck, I'm cumming!" 

You were fucking my mouth harder now and your fingers were pinching and rolling my nipples. Oh baby, I love a titty man. I love then pinched and rolled hard. I stopped sucking you for a moment only to say, "Fuck my mouth! Then fill it with your cum, lover!" I then deep throated you. I love to move my mouth up and down your shaft as my teeth lightly touch your skin. As I did this, I felt you tremble and knew you would soon blow your load down my throat.

Magic you are right, the suspense of the stranger fucking has drove my desires higher then they have ever been. I envisioned you knocking on my door and telling me, "Strip baby, it's time you were fucked like you deserve to be, deep and slow, then hard and fast---all night long!"

My mouth gripped your cock like a vice and when I nibbled the head or your cock, you could not hold back any longer. You thrust your cock deep into my throat and you let go of your sweet nectar. I swallowed hard making sure I did not miss a one delicious drop.

Ooooh Magic, it was so fucking real! I could feel your hands caressing my hair and tasting your cum on my lips. Then for a moment suspended in time, we kissed. We were mesmerized as the fantasy became a reality. 

I opened my eyes and I looked around, I was once again alone, but naked and covered with cum! The magic continues! 

"Come to me my magical lover...make my desires come true."

Kandie"

When Magic opened her email, he wondered if he would find Kandie's phone number and address. He knew she wanted him and her desire was almost to the point where he wanted her to be. He thought about asking her when and where, but he decided to tempt her more!

"Kandie,

Intoxicated with anticipation, you feel the familiar warmth of sexual excitement washing over you. You know that the pleasure and bliss you desire are just moments away from becoming reality! You know how much I want sex, need sex. I can no longer ignore this deep hunger within my loins! The intensity of my desire makes my body burn hot with excitement. Your body wants to experience sexual pleasures to the heights of ecstasy!

I want to kiss and suckle your breasts. To touch and fondle them, holding them in my hands, massaging them delighting in the softness. Then as I roll your nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, they stiffen in excitement. They stay hard as I kiss and suck on them, pulling on them with my lips and playfully teasing them with my tongue. 

I get so hot and horny that my cock gets hard and throbs with excitement. Oh, fuck I need to feel the wet softness of your pussy wrapped around it. Knowing this has your cunt nice, wet, and ready for my hard cock. You're now wanting to feel the heat and the hardness of it moving inside of you, rubbing against its sugared walls. 

It feels as good as I slips my cock between the lips of your pussy and penetrate into your wetness. The rush of ecstasy washes over you each time it slides in and out, repeatedly. All you want to feel is my delicious cock fucking you as you lift your hips greeting each of my thrusts.

I hook my arms under your legs at the knees lifting them up over your head, spreading your hot wet pussy wide. 

I start driving my cock inside of you, satisfying that burning desire deep in your loins. My cock touches the bottom of your pussy with each stroke; your loud moans of pleasure fill the room. With each thrust, I am fucking you faster and harder! Your pussy feels so good as it tightens around my cock as if it seems to be sucking my cock 

Suddenly I give you one last good hard thrust shooting my hot sticky cum deep inside of you. Your cunt gives in to the rush of orgasm that washes over you as you cum on my cock still buried deep in your pussy." 

Kandie sits leans back in her chair and cums hard! Once again mesmerized by his spell. Then sat down and sent Magic one more email before going to bed. In this one she asked him if they could meet and provided him with her cell phone number.

*

A special note of thanks to my editor "Sue." 



Magic Ch. 03



Milly groggily opened her eyes. Her whole body felt strange, not so much pain, but almost like the remnants of pain. She instantly felt the panic of waking and not recognizing where you were. This had happened to her before when she had slept over at a friend's house, and she waited for recognition to come to her, but it didn't. Not right away at least. It wasn't until she saw the snoozing man beside her that she remembered what had happened. She had been shot! The man who she was now laying in bed with had pulled a gun on her last night and shot her right in the chest. 

Milly looked down to discover that she wasn't wearing a shirt. Her bra was still on, though, as was everything else, except her shoes. She looked down to examine her chest where she was sure she had been shot, but there was nothing there. She ran her fingers over the area, but couldn't detect any scar or anything. Then she saw something just as mysterious as her unblemished flesh. On her upper arm there was a dark blue mark, the perfect shape of a hand. 

Milly couldn't remember anything after being shot, except for a hand squeezing her arm in the exact spot where the mark was now. It almost looked like a tattoo in a way. Milly touched it gently with the tip of her finger, and a gently vibration ran up her arm. Milly quickly pulled her finger away and stared down a the mark with shock and horror. What had this man done to her? 

One thing was for certain, she wasn't going to sit around for him to wake up so she could ask. She as gently as she could slid out of the huge four-poster bed. There was no sign of her shirt anywhere, but her shoes were lying neatly at the foot of the bed. Milly grabbed them, but didn't bother wasting time putting them on. All she cold think about was getting away before he woke up. He must be a mad man. 

He must have drugged her. She probably hallucinated the shooting, but even so, he kidnapped her out of Alex's apartment and drugged, which made him just as much a lunatic and just as dangerous as if he actually had shot her. She opened the dark mahogany door, praying it wouldn't squeak or anything. It was silent, but just in case, Milly only opened it a fraction, squeezing through the small hole. 

She found her self in a sort of sitting room. This room was just as dark as the bedroom, with dark chocolate wood furniture and dark red and blue cushions. Milly only got cursory glance at the room, what she saw from her peripheral vision as she made a beeline for the first door she saw. 

This door took her too a hallway. She knew that this was a rich, big house from the size and style of the two rooms she had just been in, but she hadn't thought much of it until she stepped into the hallway. The hallway was endlessly long, and filled with so many doors that looked exactly the same. This was definitely a house that one could get lost in, which wasn't good for Milly. 

The hallway going either left or right looked the same, so Milly randomly turned right and hoped that it would lead her to an exit. At the end of the hall there were two turns, both again looking to be the same direction. 

Milly started to panic. This was no ordinary house, she knew. She felt like she was in a horror movie, or an awful nightmare. It would be a never-ending escape attempt for her. She would keep turning and keep running, but all the halls would end up being the same. 

Just as she was starting to panic, she made another turn and came upon a grand staircase. She felt silly for thinking that this was some cursed, never-ending house. It was just a regular house, and her kidnapper was just a regular man. She could escape, the door was right there in front of her. 

The staircase was white and marble and huge. Milly started running down it, her socks making very little noise as she ran, her shoes still in her hand. The door was large and grand. She was so close. Once outside she could make a break for it. Surely there was a street around there somewhere. 

"And what do we have here?" Milly screamed at the voice behind her. Her whole body jumped and she instinctively turned around to look at who had spoken to her. It was a man, but not the one she had expected. Not the one she had woken up in bed with this morning. 

The man looked to be in his thirties. Though there was nothing outright scary about his appearance, the way he was lecherously looking at her chest gave him the look of an evil villain. 

Milly glanced at the man and back at the door. She might just be able to make it to the door and get it open before he caught her, she thought. She made a break for it, but almost instantly his arms were around her stomach. How had he caught her so fast? She wondered, even as she screamed out and tried to elbow his stomach. 

The man laughed, and Milly hated the feel of his arms touching the bare chest of her stomach. Her bra wasn't super skimpy, but she knew that her could see down the cups from the position he held her in from behind. 

All of a sudden, the man was no longer touching her. Milly, mid-struggle, found herself suddenly kicking and elbowing nothing but air, and she fell uncoordinatedly to her butt. 

"Get out of my house!" she heard a voice yell. Milly swiveled her head around to see who was talking and recognized her kidnapper. He was standing furiously over the man who had grabbed her, who was sprawled out on the floor. 

The man quickly scrambled to his feet and stood cowering before her kidnapper's anger. "If you ever, lay a hand on her again, I will kill you," he said, sternly and finitely. 

"I'm sorry," the man hurried to apologize, "I didn't realize—"

"Get out!" her kidnapper shouted pointing to the door, and the other man quickly obliged. Milly knew the reaction was completely unreasonable, but the way he stood up for her made her feel sort of gooey inside. 

She and her kidnapper were then alone, and he turned to look at her, slowly stalking toward her. Milly quickly stood up before him, looking at his face uncertainly. 

"Why did you leave my bedchamber, Alexandra?" he asked her. 

His voice and stance and appearance were all very intimidating. He stood with his hands behind his back, with the confidence of the rich and powerful. His face was all hard planes, and he even had a roguishly handsome scar running from his ear to his jaw. His eyes were black, as were his neatly trimmed hair and straight eyebrows. His voice was deep and rich and self-assured. This was definitely a man who was used to giving orders and getting his way. 

"What?" was all Milly was able to sputter out. She thought of her own appearance next to this man. She was tiny and much too skinny, absolutely no match for his hard, muscular strength. While he was perfectly dressed with his hair combed and everything in perfect order, she stood huddled before him with no shirt, her hair in messy disarray. 

"I asked you why you left my room," though his voice was strong and masterful, Milly almost thought she detected a note of gentle indulgence in it. 

"You called me Alexandra," she stammered out, confused. Was Alexandra in some sort of trouble? Did this man mistake her for her friend?

"Yes."

Milly shook her head. "You have the wrong person," she quickly explained. Perhaps he didn't want her after all, and would simply let her go once he realized the mistake. This had nothing to do with her. "I'm not Alexandra. You have the wrong person," she stated again. 

The man looked at her curiously now. Taking a few steps forward. Milly fought the urge to step back away from him as he got closer, not wanting to anger him or to seem excessively frightened. 

"Not the wrong person, the wrong name," he told her stroking her cheek with his finger. Milly's heart stopped at the words, and this time she did step back. 

"What do you want with me?" her voice was jello.

"What is your name?" he asked her, letting her keep the few paces between them. 

Milly didn't answer at first. Should she tell him her name? Could it hurt her any worse if he knew her name?

While Milly was debating this, Quinn grew impatient. "Tell me your name." This time his voice held a harsher demand, making Milly's breath catch in fear. 

"Milly," she complied instantly, not wanting to upset him.

"I'm Quinn," he told her, holding out his hand. Milly placed her hand in the offered on, and the large fist swallowed her small one up as he gently shook it. 

"What do you want with me?" Milly asked again. 

"Sweet Milly," Quinn said, pulling her to him by her hand. He held her gently and firmly against his chest, and laid his head against her hair. "You are mine now. You will stay here with me."

***

"Urgh," Alex yelled in frustration, picking up the spoon and hurling it against the wall. "Why won't it work?" she demanded of Jasper, who had been patiently sitting by her side for the last hour, trying to coach her into using her telekinetic powers to move the spoon. 

"You can't just wave your hand and expect the spoon to move," Jasper explained to her, "You have to actually move the spoon."

"If you say that to me one more time, I'm going to use my telekinetic powers to blow your head up," she threatened him, making Jasper laugh. 

"Like you could," he teased her, and Alex kicked him in the shin. She was frustrated and tired of staring at a spoon, and she was starting to get a headache from all the concentrating she was trying to do. 

"Maybe we should take a break from telekinesis, it is obviously not your strong point," Jasper told her. 

"But you said this was the easiest thing," Alex whined to him, "If I suck at this, I must suck at everything else." 

Jasper laughed and petted her hair. "Stop pouting," he told her, "I said it is usually the easiest thing for most mages, but everyone is different. Some witches are especially good at telekinesis and some are good at healing or working with nature. The important thing is just to start small and work from there."

"Well can we try something else, I'm obviously not getting this," she complained. 

"Well, since the first thing you ever did was pass your body through the floor, perhaps we should try something along those lines," Jasper said. 

"Okay, I'm game," Alex quickly complied, willing to try anything that didn't have to do with that stupid spoon again. 

"Alright," Jasper said. He held out his hand and the little silver spoon that had given Alex so much grief before flew into it. He held it out to her. "Okay I'll hold the spoon, and you try and pass your hand through it."

Alex stared at him in disbelief. "What is your obsession with the spoon?" she demanded, grabbing it out of his hand. "I hate this spoon," she said angrily, flinging it at his head. The spoon hit Jasper right in his forehead before bouncing off and landing on the ground. 

Jasper looked at her with an expression of complete exasperation, and Alex burst out laughing. "Stop laughing, Alex," Jasper told her, which of course only made her laugh harder. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes as she clutched her stomach with her rolling laughter. Jasper watched her as her laughter died into bursts of giggles, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. 

"Are you under control?" he asked her when she finally looked back at him with a big grin on her face. 

"I think so. It was just the look on your face." 

"Are you ready to try now?" he asked her. 

"Yes. Just keep that spoon out of my sight," she said. 

"Okay, then try to pass your hand through the counter," he said, looking to the first thing that caught his eyes. 

Alex gently held her hand out and pressed against the solid surface. "You can't be afraid of it," Jasper told her. 

"I'm not afraid of it," Alex told him. She lifted her hand in the, and with unfounded confidence brought it down in a karate chop on the table, trying to picture her hand going straight through it. Instead though, it hit the solid surface. "Owww" Alex yelped, grabbing her hurt hand and cradling it against her chest.

"The spoon would have hurt you like that," Jasper told her, and Alex glared at him. 

***

"What are you talking about?" Milly asked hesitantly, stiffening in Quinn's arms. She wanted to pull away, but didn't dare to. 

Quinn pulled back slightly from his soul mate so that he could look in her eyes. "You're mine, Milly." He told her gently. He kissed forehead, then scooped her up into his arms. 

Milly wasn't sure how to react, what to do. The man must be insane, she thought. There was an insane man carrying her in his arms, taking her to who knows where. Milly's arms hung limply at her sides as the man carried her. He started up the stairs when Milly looked over his shoulder. She noticed her shoes lying in the middle of the empty marble floor. Her old sneakers looked so out of place and lonely lying there in the immaculate entrance hall. 

"I left my shoes," Milly said without thinking. Quinn looked down at her face and back to where they had stood moments before. All of a sudden, the shoes flew off the ground and were in his hands. 

Milly started, staring disbelievingly at her shoes. "What was that?" she shouted, struggling in his grasp. 

"Relax, Milly," Quinn told her, holding her tightly as she struggled. "I'm a mage, wizard, whatever you want to call it. I have magical powers."

Milly stared at him like he was crazy, despite what she had just seen. "It's okay, Milly," he reassured her, "You have nothing to fear from me." Despite his words, though, Milly wasn't feeling quite so reassured. 

"You're a wizard?" she asked him, her voice incredulous.

"You sound as though you don't believe me," he said, and suddenly his arms were no longer around her. Milly braced herself for the fall, but nothing came. Instead she was simply floating in the air in front of him. Milly waved her arms as though to grasp onto something, but the effort was needlessly made. Milly wasn't falling, she was perfectly securely floating. 

"I'm flying," she said in amazement. 

Quinn chuckled lightly to himself before pulling her back into his arms. "I told you I have magic."

Milly let him carry her, and they walked down the hallways that she had been so afraid of earlier. She realized that he was taking her back to the room she had woken up in. "Why me?" she asked him as he carried her. "I still don't understand what you want with me."

Quinn looked down into her quizzical little face. He thought briefly about explaining the soul mate thing to her, but something held him back. He didn't want her to know how much he loved her, how much he needed her, at least not until she loved and needed him back. 

"It's quite simple really," he told her, "I want a companion, and you are here, so you shall be it."

"But you came for Alex."

"You will do." 



Magic Ch. 04



Magic part 4; “A Touch of Magic”

The suspense of actually meeting you is driving me crazy with desire. Oh god, the thought of your hands, fingers and lips wrapped around my nipples had had them remain hard most of the day. My pussy is yearning to have your cock thrust deep inside it and my panties were so wet I had to change them three times. The accumulation of the emails and the talk about our stranger-to-stranger encounter has electrified my whole body. 

I see this image of you knocking on my door, pulling me into your arms. We kiss as your fingers caress every inch of me. We soon become a frenzy of discarded clothing and end up on the bed. 

Later that day I see you online. We chat and I type, “Are we still meeting Sunday?” 

You type back, “I do not know, according to your email you need a down to earth fucking now! How about me coming over tonight instead?”

I have begged him for so long to meet me and cannot believe what he just typed. Here he is in a hurry to come over meet me. With trembling finger’s I type, “Cum on over and get it! Oh Magic, I cannot wait to wrap my lips around your cock as you watch me! Oh fuck my clit is throbbing!”

You type, “Sounds like someone is more the ready and horny like me! Good-bye! I will Cya in an hour baby!”

I set up some candles to give the evening an alluring atmosphere. I then take a shower looking at the clock constantly. Oh fuck why does the hour seem to go slower than molasses when you’re anticipating some hot fucking? I put on my lavender nightie and dab my favorite perfume in the right places. I sit on the bed a wringing my hands and wondering if I am doing the right thing. 

I tell myself, “Go for it baby, too late to turn back now and you, my dear, need a fucking!” 

A knock at the door startles me. I quickly light the candle in the bedroom and dim the lights in the living room. As I walk toward the front door, I hear the sounds of my hot wet pussy! Egads!

I swallow hard then peek to see who is at the door. I slowly open it and utter, “Come in Magic!” 

My mind is screaming, “Oh-my-god he is gorgeous, better looking then his picture!” 

I close the door and lock it then kiss you softly and say, “Hello.”

You pull me into his arms and we kiss as your fingers find my hard nipples and caress them. You utter, “You’re trembling honey, you are horny?”

I return your kiss, run my hand down the small of his back, and feel his hot breath on my neck. I feel his cock against me and whisper, “Looks like I am not the only one horny.” 

We kiss and caress for a while then I lead you to the bedroom. The candlelight adds just the right touch to our fantasy. I pull you close and say, “Let’s get comfortable and have some fun.”

I remove my gown and your fingers go to my hardened nipples making me quiver more. As you pull your shirt off, I say, “You cannot have fun with these pants on.” Then I unzip them and shove them and your shorts to your knees. I wrap my lips around your cock. I stop sucking long enough to tell you that your cock tastes so good and mumble, “Oooooh yummy!” 

You run your fingers through my hair and thrust your cock deeper into my mouth and shout, “Oh, suck my cock! I want to feel your lips all the way down to the base of my shaft. Ooooh fuck, that’s it, play with my balls too!”

I suck you deep and hard and fondle your heavy cum filled balls. I stop long enough to say, Ooooh I love sucking your cock.”

You fuck my mouth and tremble saying, “Oh yes, suck me harder! Ok enough for now. You said in your email that you wanted to straddle me and ride me. But first I want to play with your cunt and tits and make you cum! I lay back and your fingers find my wanting pussy and you yell, “Oh baby you are drenched!" 

As you rub my clit, you lean down, suck my nipple into your mouth, and bite it. You suck and bite them as your fingers worked their magic on my cunt. Soon all of your fingers are in my cunt and I am cuming continuously.

I grab your arm and yell, “Oh fuck, are you ready? I told you I was going to drown you when I cum! “ 

You keep on fucking as my sweet nectar covers your hand and the bed. You then ask, “Are you ready to ride my cock like you said in your last email?”

I kiss you and say, “Time to ride baby!” 

You put on a condom and lay flat on the bed. I straddle you and guide your cock into me. I slam my pussy down on you hard, repeatedly. You take my breast in your hands and suck and bite my nipples as you fuck me. 

As my arousal heightens your pace increases. My cunt milks your cock hard and I lean back so your cock goes as deep as it can. 

I lean back and utter, “Yes,” and started cumming again.

You say, “Oh god, ride me, yesssss!” 

We ride long and hard for what seems like an hour. All the sudden you stop and say, “Suck your juices off my cock!”

I suck you with the condom still on. You touch my head and said, “Stop, or I will cum to soon! I want to fuck your cunt some more, lay back.”

I lay back and spread my legs. You guide your cock into me once more and fuck me like a wild animal in heat! Your reach down and rub my clit hard and start talking dirty. 

Saying, “Do you like the way I fuck your hot cunt? I like to ram it hard into your hole. Baby, I am going to rub your clit! Oh fuck my cock and cover it with your cum!” 

We fuck in a wild frenzy! I feel your cock-hitting bottom and wish we could fuck like this all night. You lean forward, kiss me and ask, “Do you want to swallow my cum?”

I utter, “Yes,” then remove your condom. I watch your glistening cock in the candle light as it slides in and out ready to empty its load down my throat.

You utter a guttural moan, “Oh fuck, I can tell you love to suck cock! Suck it baby harder make me cum!”

You scream, “I’m going to cum! Want me to cum in your mouth?”

I mumble, “Yes!” I suck you a few stroke then squeeze your balls. I swallow hard not wanting to miss a drop of your cum. 

We lie back on the bed and catch our breath. You turn and kiss me softly and say, “Sorry love but I need have to work tomorrow and need to go home soon. I loved the fantasy. Will you awaken in the morning and think it was a dream?” 

I kiss you passionately and whisper, “I know this is not a dream. My fantasy has become a reality.” 

I put on my robe and walk you to the door. You turn and I move into your arms and we kiss one more time. 

I look into your eyes and say, “Tell me your name stranger.” 

You kiss my check and say I cannot, “Just remember me as “A touch of magic!”