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Black Magic

By: cityrose



Part 1: Black Magic

I am a member of an athletics club and run at 5 and 10K. There are a number of really gorgeous black guys in the club. Most are sprinters with wonderful, well built sprinters bodies. One in particular is absolutely stunning and I have fancied him ever since I first saw him. Lincoln is about 22 and well over six feet tall. He has broad shoulders, rock hard chest muscles, a beautiful slim waist and lovely, sculpted leg muscles. His skin is dark, dark brown, almost ebony. He looks unbelievable as his skin shines with sweat after he has raced or trained. He trains in tight lycra one piece suits that just emphasise every ripple of his gorgeous body. His lovely cock is also perfectly outlined and I spend so long watching this vision train and work out. I have been in the shower with him a few times and wasn't able to take my eyes of his god-like body as he soaped himself down. I didn't know if he realised how much a fancied him, I was hardly very discreet, but he never gave me any sign.

We knew each other reasonably well and travelled back from a meeting in the north of England sitting next to each other on the team coach. Lincoln had come second in a 200 metre sprint in a very tough race. He was complaining that he got a lot of shoulder pain after training. Realising my chance I said what he needed was a good massage to ease the strain in his body. The thought of oiling his stunning body and rubbing his hard, sculpted muscles was something I had fantasised about many times before. I felt my cock growing hard as I talked to him. I prayed he didn't glance down to my lap and see how turned on I was.

I said that I had done a short massage course during the previous summer and I would be happy to help him out He readily agreed so we arranged for me to come round a few days later. My heart raced with the thoughts of my naughty, delicious fantasy coming true.

When I got home that night I raced to my bedroom, got undressed and pulled on a tight black lycra leotard. The leotard was absolutely skin tight and hugged my hard, horny body. My seven inch cock, now rock hard bulged out under the material, my aching balls were outlined underneath. I ran my hand slowly up and down my chest and over my cock and balls, running my figures between my legs. I admired myself in the full length mirror and relished the pressure of the straps over my shoulders and under my arms. I pushed my ass out a little and ran my hands over my hard bum. I felt so horny it was unbelievable. I just wanted Lincoln to be there now, to fuck me and screw me until I screamed. My cock leaked precum as a rubbed it again. I stood there looking at myself in the mirror, my cock hard and leaking precum into the material and my balls aching, working, rubbing my cock wanting to be fucked until ... I came hard and strong, cum leaking under the material making it wet, sticky and slick. I went and lay on the bed and put my hand under the material, scooping up my come on to my fingers. I put them to my mouth and sucked tasting the salty sweetness and dreaming of Lincoln, wishing it was his come I was tasting in my hot mouth.

The following Wednesday I found myself cycling around to Lincoln's flat. My heart racing and my cock semi hard as it had been all day, thoughts of Lincoln's beautiful black body and a sensual massage never far from my mind. I knocked on his door, my pulse going mad and my body shaking slightly with fear and anticipation. Lincoln opened the door. He was wearing just a pair of very tight skimpy white swimming shorts, almost shining against his ebony skin. His cock and huge balls were outlined underneath his knickers. My eyes devoured his luscious body. I felt myself growing hard. I was wearing just a pair of skin tight black lycra running shorts and a tight short white tee shirt, stretched across my broad chest. My erect nipples and hardening cock jutted out under my clothes. Lincoln smiled as he looked me over.

"Come in" he said "I've been looking forward to this..."

As I walked into the flat, Lincoln smiled at me. I just ran my eyes over his beautiful body, looking at his rippling muscles and the bulge of his cock and balls under his white, tight knickers. I imagined how much I wanted him, how much I longed for that cock thrusting in and out of my ass or my mouth, his hot come inside me. I was hard already under my lycra shorts, Lincoln looked me up and down and smiled as his noticed my arousal. I didn't care, I just wanted him and I wanted him to know it.

He walked to the bathroom to pee before we began. He just the door but it remained slightly ajar. Through the opening I saw him with his back to me. He slipped his knickers down his legs slightly and I saw his firm hard ass as he peed. He finished and walked out of the bathroom towards me. I saw he was also hard under his pants, a spot of pee or precum against the white of his knickers. My heart raced as I noticed his arousal.

He walked to the bedroom and lay down on the bed as I prepared my massage oils, my hands trembling with excitement. He slipped his knickers off and lay face down on the bed waiting for me to begin. I climbed on the bed next to him and began to rub the oil into his hard muscled back, relishing for the first time the feel of his body that I had imagined for so long. The excitement built and built in my horny body, my cock strained against the material of my lycra shorts and I noticed a small stain of precum beginning to form.

As I rubbed Linc's body he moaned slightly with pleasure and told me how good it felt. I carried on as best I could distracted by my own arousal, my body aching with want for him and the ache of desire in my cock and balls. Lincoln carried on telling me how good it was, which only turned me on more. I worked down hi back getting closer to that hot, black ass I wanted so much. I wanted to kiss him, lick him, to slip my tongue down the crack of his gorgeous ass and lick and lick until he was good and lubed and then slip my aching cock inside him.

All the while the sexual tension in the room built as we both got turned on more and more. Eventually Lincoln turned over to look at me. His cock was fully hard and wet with precum. He looked at me and said "I want you naked bitchboy".

I pulled off my t-shirt and shorts and sat next to him on the bed hot with desire just wanting to be fucked by this gorgeous black guy.

"You know what to do fagboy" he said.

I knelt down over his cock and immediately began to lick him, to run my tongue over his head and the wet eye of his meat. I licked under the rim of his massive hard erection and down the shaft to his aching balls, running my tongue over his hard, swollen balls and slavishly liked him so his cock was hard and wet with desire. Then I moved back to the head of his cock taking him slowly for the first time into my mouth. Gently I pulled the head of his cock into my mouth, sucking him slowly, hardly touching him as he moaned with desire and as I tasted the salty sweet taste of his precum. I began to draw him deeper into my mouth, straining around the size of his erection, my hands cupped the cheeks of his ass or ran up over the hard muscles of his body.

He pulled out of my mouth just before he came inside me. He turned me onto my stomach and went round the back of me.

"I'm gonna fuck your pretty bum now faggotboy"he said.

"Oh god yes please "I moaned.

He slipped his erection, slick, hot and wet, to my aching asshole. Gently he forced himself into me, a few inches at the time. I cried out as the pain and pleasure mingled, as I relished finally been made love to by this guy I had worshipped for so long.

He rocked in and out for a few minutes pumping me as his arousal built. 

"You're mine now queer boy" he said "you're my girlfriend slave".

"God, please yes" I cried "fuck me please you can do anything to me".

I was totally subservient to him, I wanted him just to screw me, abuse me, and fuck me until I screamed. He pumped and pumped until he was fully inside me.

The bed bounced as we screwed together.

His breathing quickened as he got closer. He began to scream out as his orgasm came. I felt him shoot inside me, like a flood, his hot sweet cum filled me up. He pumped my ass more as the cream flowed inside me. I cried out through the tears of pleasure as I came as well, hot sticky cream flowing all over the bed covers.

We collapsed together as our arousal subsided. I lay, still with Lincoln's semi-hard cock inside me and his cum dribbling into my ass. Lincoln had his arms around my waist. As we lay together he whispered.

"You're mine now girlboy, you're my slave girl and I am gonna do exactly what I want with you".

I smiled, he'd got me, just like I'd always dreamed of. I do whatever he wanted. My body was his now.

Part 2: Being Paula

I had been Lincoln's lover for about a month when he called me and asked me to come across to his flat one day. As I never disobeyed any of his instructions I quickly dressed as he liked me to (lycra shorts and tight Tshirt) and drove round to his flat. During our time together I had become such a willing slave to him, letting him use my body for whatever pleasure he wanted and slavishly pleasuring him. I loved being dominated by a beautiful black guy, fulfilling a fantasy I had for so long.

When I arrived at Lincoln's flat he was dressed in a pair of tight white pants. I looked over his muscled, ebony body once again, relishing the torture and exquisite abuse I was to endure to make my lover happy. I would do anything for him and he knew it. We kissed and I told him how much I had been missing him and looking forward to seeing him, how excited I was at the prospect of making him happy again. My cock was rock hard under my skin tight shorts and I placed his hand on my bulging, rubbing it up and down. I could feel his nine inches, solid under his pants as he pushed closer to me. I could tell he was even more horny than normal by the way his breathing was fast and shallow before we had even begun to make love.

We broke our kiss and he began to tell me that his girlfriend Paula was going to be away for a month. Paula was a beautiful, slim blonde woman of 26 who was a very talented runner. She was going to Switzerland for some scientific training programme run at a university there. I had met Paula on a number of occasions and she knew Lincoln and I were lovers. She was cool about that because she was bi as well and had a female lover who was going to Switzerland with her.

"While Paula's away" Lincoln said, "I've decided that you will be Paula. You'll dress like her and act like her and be a good little bitch for me. What d' you say?"

I just looked at him, my body filling up with excitement.

"I want to be the best girlfriend for you" I replied.

"OK, first of all you'd better dress like her. Open that drawer" he said.

I went across to the drawer and pulled it open. It was full of Paula's underwear. Lincoln came across and pulled out a pair of stockings and a suspender belt, both black and lace trimmed.

"I think you'll look pretty in these, put them on" he ordered.

I pulled off my shorts and T shirt and stood naked in front of him. My cock almost bursting. I hooked the suspender belt around my waist and slowly pulled up the stockings around my legs. I felt the static crackle as the stockings firmed around my smooth legs (Lincoln liked me to wax them for him). While I did that I saw Lincoln pulling out other items of underwear for me. I clipped the stocking tops into place and stood up facing him, my aching cock and swollen balls framed by the black material of the stockings and suspender belt.

He handed me a pair of white panties and told me to put them on. They were bikini style with a small triangle of cotton material, edged in lace trim at the front and a slightly larger triangle at the back. I trembled with excitement as I took them off him, imagining Paula wearing them for him. I slid them over one foot and then the next and bent down to pull them up. My ass stuck out a little and strained against the straps of the suspender belt. I slowly slid the panties over my stockinged legs, almost fainting as the cotton slid over the nylon of the stockings. I slid them up over my hips and in place over my cock, now leaking precum. The panties just managed to fit over my cock with jutted out underneath and strained against my ass. They felt wonderful, the tight pressure on my cock as the triangle of cotton strained and the feel of the thin straps across my hips turned me on more.

Lincoln handed me a very tight matching camisole top which I pulled into place over my chest. Paula had very small breasts so the cami fitted beautifully. Now for the finishing touch. Lincoln handed me a beautiful, sheer and very short silk dress of Paula's. I had seen Paula wearing it and thought how sexy she looked. Now it was my turn. I pulled the dress over my head and smoothed it into place over my body. The dress was tight all the way down my chest, sides and over my hips but fitted well. I pulled the hem down to pull the dress tight. I was taller than Paula so the dress came up a little shorter on me. It just covered the tops of the stockings, my panty covered balls just an inch under the hem.

Lincoln walked around me admiring his creation, gently stroking the material covering my ass. I felt so feminine, so seductive, I was determined to make love to him more slowly, more sensuously than anyone had ever done before.

"Very pretty" he said. "Now you know what to do. Start behaving like a girlfriend".

I smiled and walked towards him. I draped my arms around his powerful shoulders and gently, slowly kissed him. Our lips moved together for ages as our kiss built in intensity, slowly, sensuously, gently and erotically I kissed his lips before easing my tongue into his gorgeous mouth, giving him the longest slowest French kiss ever. I was his girlfriend now. It felt as though I was seducing my black lover for the first time.

Our bodies moved gently together as we continued to kiss. 

I murmured "God, I love you Lincoln. I'm going to be the best girlfriend you ever had".

His hands dropped to my bum and gently squeezed. Our cocks rubbed together though the material as our bodies moved to the sensuous rhythm. I wanted to really seduce him, to get his hard cock wet and horny so he could really make love to me. My hand dropped to his groin where his meat was straining against the material of his skimpy cotton pants. I gently rubbed my fingers up and down the length of his cock, barely touching him, just rubbing my fingernails lightly over the material. He moaned with desire as I continued to play with him. I gently cupped his swollen aching balls in my fingers and gave them the gentleist squeeze as we continued our sensual embrace and erotic French kiss.

Finally, the hardness under my hands got too much. I knelt down in front of him and started to kiss and lick his flat, hard stomach, working my way down to his crotch. I planted kisses over the material of his knickers, feeling the aching pulsing flesh I longed for so much, underneath. Lincoln's breath became shorter as I continued to run my mouth over his hard cock, feeling the excitement and the smell of sex coming off him.

Eventually I hooked my fingers under the band of his pants and slowly slid them down his legs. I saw what I had been dreaming about all night, his long, black cock, hard and erect with desire for me. I closed my eyes and slowly licked him, telling him how much I loved, him, how I wanted to be his woman. I ran my tongue over the wet eye of his cock, drinking in the salty, sweet precum. Gently I cupped the tip of his cock with my lips and ran my tongue over the head again. I wanted this to last forever so I ran my tongue down the length of his cock again and licked his balls. My hands cupped his firm, round ass while a finger slid into his crack and gently played with his asshole. I was seducing my lover, slowly and sensuously, submissive like a real girl would. Meanwhile my own cock pushed against the lace trim of my panties and the skirt rode up over my ass exposing my panties.

I took the head of Lincoln's cock into my mouth for the first time and drew him into my mouth as deeply as he would go. I felt his cock touch the back of my mouth as I sucked his firm meat. Gently I eased him half way out again, increasing the pressure as my lips ran over the thick stem of his meat. I continued this torture for ages, slowly easing of when I felt his excitement growing and an orgasm approaching. I didn't want him to come in my mouth, not tonight. He had to screw my pussy/ass tonight. I stopped sucking him and looked up at him towering above me.

"Fuck me, please". I said.

Lincoln led me to the bed and laid me down on my stomach. He put some pillows in a pile and shoved them under my waist so my ass was raised, half exposing the panties that covered my aching asshole. He climbed on the bed behind me and hooked his fingers under the straps of my panties, sliding them down my thighs. I gasped in anticipation of the pleasure and pain to come.

I closed my eyes as I felt him ease his cock into my waiting hole. He was so hard and wet that he slipped in easily. I gasped as the muscles of my ass closed around him. Slowly he eased five or six inches of his cock inside, the thick girth straining my ass muscles as I closed around him. Slowly the pain gave way to pleasure as he started to rock as he pulled himself in and out. His hands grasped my hips firmly, now he was really making love to me. He was so horny I knew he wouldn't last long. After about a minute he let out a shout and I felt a jet of hot, thick cum shoot in my ass. I felt myself hot inside as he pumped my ass full of his cream, moaning and shouting as he did. It was all to much for me. The feeling of my cock jammed against the soft cushions and Lincoln coming inside me made me come. I bucked as a shot of hot cum leaked out of my cock and inside Paula's dress. I came again and again as Lincoln's still hard cock worked my ass. Eventually Lincoln calmed down and pulled his limp, dripping cock out of my ass, dripping cum and down the back of my legs and Paula's stockings.

I lay on the bed, exhausted, my ass aching and Paula's panties around my thighs as Lincoln's cum ran down the back of my legs and mine leaked all over the inside of Paula's pretty, silk dress.

Black Magic



Once more the Penny – Ashley series continues with its eighth story, Black Magic. The seven previous stories in their proper order are An Itch Needing Scratching, Caught in the Limelight, Never Too Old, Intimate Revelations, What the Husband Saw, and A Taste of Ginger. 

I hope those readers who have been following the lives of Penny and Ashley and their ever-growing Circle of Friends enjoy this latest story that introduces two new characters, Cleo and Jasmine.

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Several weeks had gone by since Lady Rose's newly adoptive daughter Ginger celebrated her nineteenth birthday with her lady friends, some she had known for some time but others who were new to her. However, before the day was over Ginger got to know two new women quite well, getting to know them up close and personal as each ones birthday present to Ginger was to go down on her and eat her pussy. These two new women were Jasmine (Yasmeen), a provocative belly dancer who was hired by Lady Rose to come out of one of those large, artificial, three-layer cakes to belly dance and seduce Ginger and eat her pussy to orgasm, and Cleo, the beautiful and voluptuous black limousine driver who also was paid by Lady Rose to make love with her new daughter, helping her to have another orgasm on her birthday. 

Lady Rose who owned two department stores left to her by her father and who lived in the family Victorian mansion where she was born that is located in Piper Point and overlooks Sydney Harbour spared no expense on her newly, adopted daughter's birthday. 

Jasmine had done so fantastically well in the seduction of Ginger that when she ejaculated a large amount of clear fluid, everyone at the party had a taste of Ginger, Jasmine, Lady Rose, and all her friends…Penny; Ashley; Marina, Penny's younger sister; and Estella Morgan. She had done such a good job, she was invited to the dinner being given in Ginger's honour.

Ginger also invited Jasmine to come back to her home, not as someone hired but as a friend. She also told her that she would return the favour of eating her pussy as Jasmine had eaten hers. This she promised, and this she had done, fulfilling both of their sexual hungers in a wild, two-lesbian orgy that left each one wet with one another's ejaculate and with their faces covered with the other's pussy cream.

Cleo was the gorgeous, black limo driver who also did such a good job of slowly seducing Ginger with each fondling the other and eating one another's pussy, was told by Lady Rose that if she wanted, she just might have other opportunities for her. 

So it was several weeks later on the same day Lady Rose rang both Jasmine and Cleo and asked them to give Penny and Ashley a call at their photography-modeling studio Intimate Revelations located in East Sydney so they could arrange a day and time for them to meet at the studio for an interview. Other than giving Jasmine and Cleo the phone number of the studio and the cell phone numbers of both Penny and Ashley, Lady Rose gave no further details, knowing Penny and Ashley were quite capable of conducting their interviews, and in the cases of Jasmine and Cleo they wouldn't have to take their time to lead the prospective clients into a sexual tryst in their studio that was one of their main purposes for opening the studio. They did, however, when they saw the beauty of some of the models and the quality of their work, help some of their clients make up port folios to take to the various woman's magazines such as Feline for whom Penny modeled to see about becoming a model for their advertisements of fine, erotic, sexy lingerie. 

It was late Friday when Jasmine and Cleo called the studio, too late for them to go in then, but Penny and Ashley agreed to have them come to their studio early Saturday morning. 

It was nine o'clock in the morning when Jasmine and Cleo arrived at the studio together, both having agreed to meet. They were greeted cheerfully by Penny and Ashley and invited to sit down in the area set aside for interviews that had two loveseats facing one another and had been put into a far corner with folding, hinged panels that made this area of the studio not visible to anyone from the outside, and if Penny and Ashley wanted total privacy when they were having a shoot or something more of a carnal nature, they just turned around the sign on the door to CLOSED. 

While they received calls from interested women regarding their advertisements in both newspapers and tabloids or walk-ins off the street, their main source of their clientele was by word of mouth, someone like Lady Rose or other women who already were into photography and having their photos taken, receiving instruction in modeling, or both.

These advertisements, of course, did not mention the extras that could go with becoming a client, the loving factor of women with women. After all, Penny's and Ashley's studio was in the part of Sydney that was gay friendly, and their studio was very close to Oxford St. where the well-known Wattle Hotel was located.

When Jasmine and Cleo entered the studio, the little doorbell jingled, and Penny and Ashley greeted them with a friendly, "Good Morning. Would you like a cup of tea or coffee and a biscuit? Come and have a seat." 

"Yes, that would be lovely," both Cleo and Jasmine agreed as Penny led them to the loveseat in front of the hinged, wooden divider and Ashley went to get them tea and biscuits. Penny directed Cleo and Jasmine to sit down on the loveseat located immediately opposite a second loveseat about six feet apart. Their having the loveseats facing one another with six feet separating them allowed eye and body contact. Eyes and body language express themselves well, and sometimes both say even more than words express. This is especially true for women who can be subtle expressing themselves, but not so with most men because since early childhood boys are taught not to show their feelings…boys don't cry…and later boys, now men, advance to the macho image. For most men it's a no-win situation. Show their feelings and they're wimps. Be macho and they're arrogant while some a just brutes. More is the pity.

While sipping their tea and eating their biscuits, each of them studied one another, searching for the person inside. The mood was light and jovial, and by the time they finished discussing what is done at the studio and what extras they could expect from either Penny or Ashley or both or even other lesbians or bisexuals who are invited to join the erotic orgies they often have, Cleo and Jasmine were quite at ease and actually felt sexually aroused by the sensual images each had created in her mind.

"Well now, we're both so pleased you two are interested in what we offer at Intimate Pleasures, and while we can't promise you success in the modeling industry—most of that depends on each of you plus a good bit of luck—we'll do our best to teach you the tricks of the trade, takes photos of you to your best advantage, and help you put together a port folio with your photos you can take on job interviews, some of which we can give you leads if you show real promise in the magazine, modeling industry as Penny did," said Ashley.

Penny blushed from embarrassment because of Ashley's praise, but she knew what she said was true. She had found success in modeling for top-of-the-line fashion magazines, especially those that are into erotic lingerie.

"Before we can begin getting down to the basics, we need to go to step two, step one being the interviews," said Penny. "Ashley and I need to take your measurements, with and without clothes, so we know the exact fit you'll be needing for your lingerie that we want you to model."

Neither Cleo nor Jasmine had any problem with this, and, therefore, it did not take much time for Ashley and Penny to get their measurements, after which they gave each of them a white terry cloth robe to wear to keep any chill away from their naked bodies.

The remainder of the morning Penny and Ashley instructed Cleo and Jasmine in the art of modeling, and they also took their first set of photo shoots to see how each one did in front of the camera. Were they comfortable with being photographed or not, especially the nude shots? Did the camera like them? Strangely enough, to be successful in modeling there needs to be a rapport between the camera and the model. The model has to know she's fine and truely forgets the camera and does her stuff. However, the camera never forgets her. One might call it a symbiotic relationship where two different things learn to live together, in photography a human and a camera. 

When the set was over, Penny and Ashley told Jasmine and Cleo how well both of them were in the morning session. They did, however, tell Cleo since she was a big, beautiful, woman—what is called a BBW—she should do fine in women's magazines that catered to BBWs, and there were quite a few. The BBW had come of age, and there was great demand for the BBW in the world of fashion. They mentioned the movie actress and singer Latifa as one fine example.

"Okay, ladies, I've ordered out for lunch that should be here soon," said Penny. 

"So, Cleo and Jasmine, if you want to stick around for the afternoon session, I think you'll be pleased with what we do. It's that something special we offer here at Intimate Pleasures from which the studio got its name. It's a little risqué, but it can be Oh so enjoyable," Ashley said, giving a wicked grin.

"Sounds good to me," said Cleo.

"Me, too," added Jasmine. "Isn't that one of the reasons we came her in the first place?" she giggled.

"Well, that being settled, we'll eat our lunch and get down to business," Penny said, emphasizing the words "get down" and "business."

After lunch was over, Penny said, "All right, now. Cleo and Jasmine, you being the new kids on the block, Ashley and I want you two to get things rolling if you don't mind, that is."

"We don't mind?" answered Cleo, she being more forward and vocal than Jasmine who was more withdrawn within herself. "Do we, Jasmine?"

"No, we don't mind," answered Jasmine.

Penny smiled at both women and said, "Great. Let's go over to the runway then where you were this morning for your individual photo shoots which, by the way, turned out great. While I was doing the shoot, Ashley went back into the red room—That's the special room where, if the light outside is red, it means someone is inside developing photos. Just thought I'd let you know if you weren't aware of that.

"The first part of this afternoon's shoot, we want the two of you photographed together," added Ashley.

"So, take off your robes and let's get going," Penny said.

Penny went to the camera since she'd be taking the first series of shots while Ashley would stage Cleo and Jasmine in various poses.

These photos had Cleo and Jasmine posing in different positions, each one accentuating the contrasting beauty of both Jasmine and Cleo. Both were women of colour, Jasmine's skin being an olive-brown while Cleo's was very black, almost black like onyx.

Jasmine's ethnicity was that of East Indian, but her complexion ranged in between the very light skinned who most likely had English in them from the days Great Britain held reign over India in their days of colonialism and the very dark skin that was close to being either a very dark brown to almost light black.

Cleo's roots, on the other hand, went back to the golden era of Nubia in northeast Africa when they were a strong, warring people, who often battled armies of Lower Egypt and had black pharaohs in Egypt's Dynasty 25 between the years 1080 – 650 B.C. Her ethnicity is clearly shown in her looks, her skin being black like onyx but soft and velvety.

Ashley took advantage of their individual personalities as well as their looks when she positioned them together for shots. Jasmine was tall and sensual with medium sized breasts but beautifully shaped hips with that mature tummy many belly dancers have that look so hot and erotic and Cleo's all-around physical assets besides her beautiful face with her balanced, large breasts, 40 DD/E, and her 38" hips, giving her that hour glass look that was so prevalent during the Victorian Period and is now returning with public greater appreciation of the beauty of larger women. 

In fact, there is a drastic change in the modeling industry where skeleton-thin is no longer a criteria to be successful, causing models to keep on steady, unhealthy diets that are a real and serious danger to them. Models are now looked at with a reasonable ratio between their weight and height. This is a real advancement in the modeling industry where now the health of models is taken into account.

After the posed shots of Cleo and Jasmine were over, Ashley called them over to her.

"You two were just as wonderful in your modeling as a pair as your were as individuals," said Ashley. "How did it feel working with someone else, especially since you were nude?"

Cleo and Jasmine looked at one another before answering.

"Worked fine for me," said Cleo in her self-brazen way. She was filled with self-confidence.

"And you, Jasmine?" asked Ashley.

"Same goes for me. Cleo is a very easy person to work with, especially since we were nude," Jasmine.

"Glad to hear that," said Ashley. "You understand the photos of you in lingerie, and nude, and now nude together are for your port folios that you can take on any job interviews. Some, of course, will be just of you in lingerie, but there are some more up-beat magazines that look for nudes, like Playboy and Hustler. These kinds of magazines like to find lesbian couples who pose naturally with one another rather than the faked posturing of two women who have never eaten a pussy in their lives. You two fit the bill perfectly," said Ashley with a sense of pride in having been the lucky ones to sign up Jasmine and Cleo as models in their studio agency.

Jasmine and Cleo beamed with self-satisfaction for themselves and for their having worked so well together.

Penny came from behind the camera and walked towards Ashley, Cleo, and Jasmine.

"Well, you two, I can honestly say you like the camera, and the camera definitely likes you as singles and as a couple. We have some really good shots," Penny said with pride.

Penny looked at Cleo and Jasmine to see if one or the other or both were ready to go to the next level, making love the lesbian way. That personal extra they offer to those who want it, the extra that is inferred in their advertisements but never being outspoken about it since that would overstep the bounds of public advertisement.

"Are you ready to go for the extra we offer, you two?" asked Penny. "You know, sharing in lesbian love with one another in whatever way it goes, couples…trios…foursomes?"

"Yes, Penny, were ready."

Penny smiled playfully wicked at Ashley and ran the tip of her tongue around the outline of her lips.

"Well then, Ashley and I will have to get undressed since you two are naked, now won't we?" asked Penny lecherously. 

At the thought of seeing these two beautiful white women naked sent a shiver of desire through both Cleo and Jasmine even though both of them had engaged in lesbian love with Lady Rose's young daughter Ginger on her nineteenth birthday just several weeks ago. As they recalled the youthful Ginger with her orange hair on both her head and pussy was most delicious in eating her pussy.

Cleo and Jasmine said "yes" with their eyes as Penny and Ashley took off their clothes until they were as naked as Cleo and Jasmine.

"Oh, yes, we are going to have us some fun!" Cleo enthusiastically raised her voice.

"Since we are all ready now, let's go into the back room where there are two big sofas as well as a large bed," Penny said as she waved her hand for Jasmine and Cleo to follow her and Ashley.

Once inside the back room Penny had decided how the pairing should go. She craved to eat Cleo's black pussy and have her full, black lips and pink tongue licking and eating her pussy. 

Penny, therefore, spoke up. "Cleo, I'd love to eat your black pussy. Just looking at it with its heavy, hairy bush excites me by itself, and your magnificent, large breasts with the big dark, black areolas and even darker nipples are a sight to behold. Let's go over to the bed, if Ashley and Jasmine don't mind. I'm too excited to bother with a lot of foreplay. I've been increasingly aroused all morning."

Ashley looked at her long-time lover and smiled, knowing what Penny had in store by eating Cleo's pussy since they had shared the art of lesbian love for almost a year.

Penny took Cleo's hand and led her across the room to the bed that was covered with a plain white sheet and had a waterproof lining underneath in case any woman who shares in lesbian love on the bed ejaculates. 

"Now, Cleo, I'm going to get onto the bed and go to the centre where you see the large, red pillow and lie on my back with my head comfortably on the pillow. 

Having said that, she got up onto the bed and crawled to the middle and positioned herself as she had told Cleo she would.

When Cleo followed Penny onto the bed, she marveled at the sharp contrast between Cleo's very dark skin and her white skin that had a brush of olive hue to it due to her Greek ethnicity.

Once Cleo settled herself beside Penny, she reached out and put her ebon, dark hands onto Penny's full breasts whose areolas were a dark pink and her nipples were a darker pink and massaged them until she felt her nipples become larger, harder, and erect.

Penny closed her eyes and enjoyed the attention Cleo was giving her lustful breasts, feeling her sexual juices beginning to flow and herself becoming wet between her legs as her vagina produced her natural lubrication, some of which had already accumulated around the opening of her vagina. 

As her pleasure grew from Cleo's massaging her breasts, she opened her eyes and looked up at Cleo, seeing how large her breasts were, and yet they stood out firm with just the natural look large breasts have. It was safe to say Cleo did not have pert breasts. She probably lost those pert breasts by the time she was fourteen years old, having matured quickly as far as her body was concerned. One thing was certain, the boys appreciated Cleo's early, physical attributes as she was budding from being a child to becoming a woman. 

However, this male attention never seemed to appeal to Cleo. She found herself more attracted to girls than boys, but she never became very close until she turned eighteen and was a senior in high school.

"Cleo, that was marvelous, but now I want you to bring your right leg over my body and straddle it about my waist line," said Penny.

Cleo did as Penny asked and soon was straddling Penny's torso, and, of course, Penny did not fail to notice Cleo's wonderful pussy whose lips spread apart as she crossed over, and she saw the lightening colour of her pussy lips but that were edged with darker skin. Beyond that, however, Penny caught a glimpse of Cleo's pink flesh that lay beyond her vulva and into her vaginal sheath. 

Moved by the bold beauty that was Cleo, Penny tentatively reached up with both hands and lifted the weight of each breast, seeing how far her nipples stood out from her areolas. Oh, yes, Cleo was sexually aroused as Penny saw by her hard, erect nipples and the bumpy goose flesh surrounding her dark areolas. With her index fingers Penny traced circles around these distinctive, black bumps on Cleo's areolas.

"I have to taste Cleo's tits before I go on," thought Penny. 

"Cleo, bend down so I can kiss and taste your breasts," Penny said.

Before Cleo could respond, Penny reached up, placed her hands around her big breasts and brought them down to her face and let her right nipple go into her waiting mouth so she could suck it. Penny licked Cleo's very black nipple with her pink tongue, flicking and sucking it.




Black Magic



"Oh, Baby. You know how to suck a tit. I'll give you that," moaned Cleo as she thrilled to Penny's lingual and hand attention. 

As Cleo was praising Penny's sucking her tit, Penny moved her head and did the same thing to Cleo's left breast, and when she had a chance to suck on both of Cleo's tits, Penny took them into her hands, brought them together, making a very cleavage, and she buried her face between Cleo's tits. 

Once Penny had enjoyed Cleo's sucking her big breasts and she, in turn, sucked Cleo's tits, it was time to move on: Eating Cleo's pussy that Penny had been longing to do ever since she saw it after Cleo had taken off her clothes for her first photo shoot.

In the meantime Ashley had Jasmine sit down on the red sofa against the wall, scootch her ass to the edge of the sofa with her thighs extended and leg bent at the knee so she could balance herself in that position.

Ashley knelt on the carpet, putting her hands onto Jasmine's knees with her fingers on the inside and spread her legs, forming Jasmine's legs into an upside-down "V," giving her full sight of her lovely pussy covered with long, silky, black hair that matched her long, shiny black hair that fell to the middle of her back. 

"Oh, my, Jasmine's pussy is beautiful, and I love the colour of her skin. Its olive-brown complexion makes her look so exotic," thought Ashley as she prepared to move her fingers down the inside of Jasmine's inner thighs to the edges of her pussy where her vulva awaited her touch. Fingers, tongue, and mouth.

Ashley was aware of the heat between Jasmine's thighs when her fingertips touched the bottom of her vulva that she slowly parted, displaying its inner, pink flesh that was already coated with her lubricant. She spread Jasmine's pussy lips further as she slid them between them, travelling from the bottom of her vulva where her perineum began slowly, but steadily, upwards towards her already aroused and sensitive clit.

As Ashley slid her fingers between Jasmine's labia, she leaned forward in order to reach Jasmine's clit. This brought Ashley's face in line with Jasmine's vaginal hole from which emanated the delicate, floral scent of the jasmine. The light, fresh fragrance teased Ashley's sense of smell and taste that made her anxious to reach her goal. 

When Ashley's fingers reached the base of the hood of Jasmine's clit, she separated them so that her right fingertip moved seductively around the right side of her clit while Ashley's left fingertip did the same on the other side, bringing her fingers together as if to catch Jasmine's throbbing clit like pliers grasping onto an object. The double touch sent wondrous sexual energy in and around Jasmine's throbbing, tingling clit that glistened in the artificial light in the room.

Once in position, Ashley played with Jasmine's clit, touching, flicking, circling it until she elicited a soft moan from Jasmine as her sexual sensations became stronger and stronger the longer Ashley played with her clit. 

"Oh, Ashley, your fingers feel so good on my clit, but what I need is your mouth," Jasmine groaned throatily. 

Needing no encouragement, Ashley lowered her head, her auburn hair falling over her shoulders and down her back now that she had let it loose from having been pinned up with opal combs, and her dark brown eyes shown luminescent in the light. She was a beautiful, seductive woman of magnificent proportion, her bust being large, round, yet firm. Her waist small, flaring out onto well formed, round hips.

Within an inch of Jasmine's clit Ashley flicked out her wet tongue and swiped it across Jasmine's sensitive clitoral head, causing her to jump and throw her hips off the sofa and press her clit against Ashley's slavering tongue that continued licking Jasmine's clit, feeling the little nub of her love pearl. 

"Ummmm," sighed Jasmine as she lowered her ass back onto the sofa while not interrupting Ashley's licking her engorged clit that had now extended beyond its protective hood and was quite large. The head of Jasmine's clit poked out from beneath its shaft, looking much like a small penis with a rounded head but smooth. It was all wet and sticky from the moisture that had been forming all over her pussy. 

Even though Jasmine was enjoying Ashley's licking her clit, she wanted more.

"Suck it. Put my sensitive clit into your mouth and sucked it," Jasmine begged Ashley with a sense of urgency.

Ashley had reached that stage herself, so on the last lick of her tongue upward, Ashley opened her mouth and encircled Jasmine's hard clit inside, immediately sucking on it with pressure enough to make Jasmine moan, drawing it out in one, continuous sound of uncontrollable, sexual stimulation.

"Oh, myyyy, yesssss, Ashley. Suck my pussy," Jasmine wailed out as she pressed Ashley's face into her hairy pussy, making almost the whole of the front of her face disappear into the heavy bush of her thick, black, hairy pussy.

Once she had made this contact between Ashley's mouth and her excited clit, Jasmine was determined to ride it out until she had her orgasm. She, therefore, began to rock her pussy lips with her clit inside Ashley's mouth back and forth, increasing her speed as she felt the violence of her orgasm making its way in shuddering waves of sexual energy towards the vortex of her pussy, her clit that was being teased by Ashley's mouth and tongue.

While Ashley and Jasmine were involved with one another and their sexual needs, Cleo had already straddled Penny's body whose head was lying on top the bolster pillow so Cleo's pussy would be more accessible to Penny's mouth. 

From Cleo's pussy, past her breasts, to her eyes, Penny saw the hunger in them since she knew what was about to be done on her. 

"Hold onto the top of the headboard of the bed, Cleo, so you'll be more comfortable and be able to control your motions, allowing you to move your body at will to get my mouth and tongue onto those special spots that pleasure and excite you and that will lead you to your orgasm," said Penny.

While Cleo reached out and put her hands onto the headboard, her leaning bent her forward while at the same time pushed her beautiful, round, firm, black ass backwards, and thus putting her pussy right above Penny's face with her waiting and willing tongue.

"Yes, that's it, Cleo. We're now all set, and I hope I'll be able to give you the sexual ride of your life and help you have one of your best orgasms ever," said Penny flirtatiously. 

"I'm more than ready, Penny. I have been ready, and I'm so wet between my legs I can feel it oozing out of my vagina and down the top of my thighs," countered Cleo.

"Oh, my, that sounds deliciously wonderful to me, Cleo. Then let's get it on," said Penny as she reached up with her arms, put her two hands with spread fingers onto the top of her hips and well formed, round ass cheeks.

Gently she pressed down with her hands to let Cleo know she wanted her to squat down until she was sitting on her white face with her black pussy covering it. Just the thought and image of it excited Penny as she watched Cleo lower her pussy until the full lips touched her face and mouth. She felt Cleo's abundant pubic hair covering the front of her face, and, inhaling, she smelled the fragrance of her feminine musk. The combination of Cleo's flesh and fragrance made Penny's mouth water with anticipation.

Lowering Cleo's hips just a little further, but not enough to prevent free movement of her head, Penny puckered her lips and kissed Cleo's nether lips, and beyond her nether lips, Penny let her tongue have its way and stuck it out between her lips and tentatively licked Cleo's creamy pussy. That first amorous kiss Penny gave to Cleo's pussy almost made her swoon with expectation regarding what would follow.

Having had her first taste of Cleo's pussy, Penny rushed into the cavity of her vagina and went as far into it as she could, sliding easily past the ridges and towards the soft, spongy area of her G-Spot.

"Oh, god, Penny sure knows how to eat pussy," Cleo moaned within her sexually active mind.

Knowing Penny's tongue was completely inside her creamy vagina, Cleo reached out, grabbed onto the headboard of the bed, and pushed her hips downward, shoving her pussy lips around Penny's mouth and her searching tongue deeper into her vaginal sheath. 

"How I wish I could shove Penny's head into my pussy and fuck her whole face," Cleo thought as these images filled her aroused brain. "That would be wonderful."

However, Cleo had to content herself with the working of Penny's tongue as it was searching and circling around her creamy pussy, and the more Penny worked inside her vagina, the hotter she became.

Penny, on the other hand, had to back out of Cleo's vagina reluctantly because she needed to breathe since she had been getting only half breaths while she ate Cleo's pussy.

She slid her tongue out of Cleo's vagina with a slurp of her tongue, licking Cleo's pussy cream off her lips and tasting it all over her tongue.

Cleo let out a sigh of satisfaction, feeling the warm effects Penny's having eaten her pussy thus far had made her feel. As she waited, she wondered if Penny would just go back to licking her pussy, but that was not to be the case.

With hands still firmly on Cleo's hips, Penny pushed them forward while at the same time she ducked her head further between Cleo's legs until her mouth was over her anus. She felt around with the tip of her searching tongue until she felt the smooth, small indentation between the rounded lobes of her ass. Penny's tongue was now on Cleo's asshole, licking lightly all over it, making it wet with her saliva. She left a small puddle of her saliva in the centre of Cleo's ass and put the point of her tongue into it. Pushing Cleo's body downward, Penny was able to insert the tip of her tongue into Cleo's asshole since the spreading of her legs stretched the flesh in the crack of her ass.

"Oh, yes, eat my black asshole," moaned Cleo. "Make me feel good."

Penny needed no encouragement but was inspired by Cleo's lustful desire for her to eat her black asshole. She, therefore, made concentric circles with the tip of her tongue until it was right on the sphincter muscle of Cleo's asshole. This muscle Penny knew was the one she had to have relax if she were to get her tongue past it and inside Cleo's asshole.

Patiently, therefore, Penny licked, waiting to feel Cleo's sphincter's muscle to ease its tight hold on her asshole. It took a while, but Penny felt the sphincter open like the bud of a flower, and at once she shoved her tongue inside Cleo's asshole before it had a chance to close again.

Once Penny had her lively tongue inside Cleo's asshole, she swirled it around as she pressed it gently forward as the canal opened and gave her tongue upward entrance.

Cleo's eyes were closed, and she moaned softly at how sweet was the feel of Penny's working tongue inside her nether hole. It was almost hypnotic for her, and Cleo drifted into a world of restful bliss.

Surprised she was when Penny slowly withdrew her tongue from Cleo's asshole with disappointed, too.

"Oh, Penny, don't stop. Please don't stop. That felt so good and was so relaxing," Cleo groaned between passion and despair.

"Hush, hush, Cleo. Not to worry. Penny's going to take care of you and take you to greater heights of sensual pleasure," Penny assured Cleo.

Cleo said not a word. She just waited with anticipation to see what Penny would do next with her beautiful, now sweat-covered body that glistened on her black skin, voluptuous body that thrilled with erotic pleasure.

Penny, still holding onto Cleo's hips, brought her head back between her splayed legs as she licked her way past her perineum to the beginning of Cleo's vulva. As Penny got closer, Cleo's fragrance was stronger than it had been now that she was so sexually aroused and her natural lubricant had gathered around the opening of Cleo's vaginal opening.

Wiggling her weaving tongue into the opening of Cleo's vulva, Penny separated her labia and worked her way onto Cleo's vaginal opening. She stiffened her tongue and curled it so that it became somewhat pointed, and using her tongue as if it were the head of a spear, Penny thrust it inside Cleo's vaginal opening, not stopping but sinking it inside her as far as she could possibly go.

Once inside Cleo's vagina, Penny rolled her tongue, feeling the rows of bumpy ridges on the top wall and collecting pussy cream, tasting its sweet goodness on her tongue.

"Oh, yes, Penny, yes. That does feel better than when you were licking my asshole. Eat my black pussy. Put your white lips all around my opening and kiss my nether lips while licking inside with your tongue."

Penny pulled on Cleo's hips to make the contact as close as her lips and Cleo's pussy could be. She hungered for that which would come when Cleo reached the limit of her sexual energy and could no longer hold back her orgasmic explosion that would shoot from her vagina.

Once again as Penny worked on Cleo's hungering body to have her sexual desires met, she let herself drift into a dream-like state of sensual euphoria as Penny's full, sensuous lips slavered inside and around Cleo's hairy pussy. Penny had Cleo's black pussy lips opened wide enough to see tinges of pink flesh inside her vaginal opening. The contrast in colours was exciting for Penny.

After a time of concentrating inside Cleo's vagina, touching her ridges, and pushing her tongue as far as it was able to go, Penny slowly slid her tongue out from Cleo's vagina, but she did not let it be vacant or want for attention long because as Penny slid her tongue out of Cleo's vagina she brought her right hand down from her hip and slid it between her inner thigh and her head, searching for Cleo's vaginal opening from which Penny's tongue was now exiting.

As soon as Penny removed her tongue from Cleo's vagina, she slid her first two fingers inside without hesitation, knowing how creamy and slick Cleo's pussy canal was. Now she felt Cleo's ridges with the pads of her fingertips, flicking them several times before moving onward and inward to Cleo's soft, spongy area where she knew her G-Sport would be. The area felt so strange to Penny. It was smooth to the touch as was Cleo's entire vaginal sheath, but it was puffy which made it feel different. Penny pushed up on it with the tabs of her long fingers, but as she let her fingers down, it, too, dropped down as well. Penny also noticed that the more she rubbed and played with Cleo's G-Spot it became more full with the Para-urethral fluid above it that caused a bulge in the upper wall of Cleo's vaginal sheath, thus causing it to be tighter on Penny's fingers as she worked them in and out of Cleo's pussy.

Cleo moaned with pleasure and met Penny's upward movement of her two fingers with a downward thrust of her hips so that it was difficult to say whether Penny was finger-fucking Cleo's pussy or Cleo was fucking Penny's fingers. Either way, both Penny and Cleo worked for the same result, her orgasm. 

"Oh, my, Penny, you make me feel so good. I love it when your fingers go inside my pussy all the way to the back."

Penny smiled, but she knew she was going to do more than finger-fuck Cleo's pussy. Now she was going to lick her way up between her pussy lips to reach her excited, blood-engorged clit and shaft that made it bigger than when at rest.

Continuing to move her fingers in and out of Cleo's vagina, Penny stuck out her tongue, put it just above her fingers and slowly licked her way upward between Cleo's labia until her tongue flicked over her tingling clit, Cleo's love pearl.

"Oh, god, Penny!" as Cleo's legs trembled beneath her own weight.

Cleo felt so out of control of her body's reaction to Penny's licking her clit that she held tighter onto the top of the bed's headboard, enjoying the lustful pleasure Penny's tongue and fingers were giving her. With both Penny's fingers and tongue working on her, Cleo felt the sexual energy inside her begin to work its way towards the place of release, the vortex of her sexual energy, her clit.

As the wanton thrill of Penny's attention to her pussy escalated, Cleo deliberately rocked back and forth on Penny's face, and when she looked down, she thrilled to see her very black pussy covered with heavy pubic hair riding Penny's white face, knowing that soon, very soon, she was going to cum all over her pretty white face and cum into her mouth.

Seeing this happening in her mind made Cleo work harder to have her orgasm, so she increased her rocking on Penny's face and pushed her pussy into Penny's mouth that in turn pushed her fingers deeper into her vagina.

Except for the moaning and groaning Cleo and Penny heard coming across from them where Ashley and Jasmine were making love, the room was quiet. However, the near-stillness was broken when deep from within a heart-rending scream formed on Cleo's lips and was held there as Cleo's sexual energy gathered at her clit as if waiting for all of it to be at that one, significant, erotic organ on Cleo's body, her organ of lust, desire, and sensual excitement and erotic release.

When, as if Cleo's body knew all was ready, the sexual energy that had gathered in and on Cleo's clit could not be held in any longer. It was too strong, and not amount of self-control could hold back the gates of wanton pleasure. Thus, with one, long, moaning voice, Cleo screamed out her orgasm.

"Oh, god, I'm cumming. Ohhhhhh………..yess, yess" continued as Cleo's clit vibrated with ongoing sexual energy as she wailed out the depths of her orgasm. She grabbed the top of the headboard and with this for leverage shoved her pussy down onto Penny's face when her orgasm began, and with its beginning the floodgates of her vagina opened and ejaculated an immense amount of her clear liquid from both her vagina and urethra into Penny's open mouth that could not close because of the steady pressure that held Cleo's pussy onto Penny's mouth. 

The best Penny was able to do was relax her jaw and mouth and let Cleo's warm, sweet ejaculate shoot into her waiting mouth, past her tongue, and down her throat, Penny trying as best she could to swallow and breathe. However, despite her efforts to catch all of Cleo's pussy juice, Penny could not. Some went up her nasal passages and drained from her nostrils while more of it squirted out the sides of her lips even though they were glued to Cleo's skin by the pressure she had on Penny's face but especially her mouth.

Cleo's ejaculate squirted everywhere, but after the first huge amount of Cleo's ejaculate, the others that followed decreased in volume and in strength until only dribbles of Cleo's ejaculate came from her pussy and beads of moisture clung to Cleo's black skin, shinning in the subdued light within the room.

While this happened, Cleo worked towards getting herself under physical control in her breathing and the beating of her heart. She also felt how weak her legs felt beneath her due to the physical release of her orgasm which now allowed her to concentrate on other parts of her body other than her clit which had received all of her voluntary attention.

Cleo also knew now how Penny must feel with having her weight pressing down on her head and face during her orgasm and how much juice she had squirted in and on her.

Therefore, once it was possible, Cleo, holding onto the top of the bed's headboard for balance, released the pressure of her pussy from Penny's head and face, lifted her stiff, left leg as best she could, and brought it over Penny's body, setting it down on the mattress into a kneeling position.

Penny, as had Cleo, struggled with her breathing, gulping air as fast as she could until she was breathing through her nose. With her heart still pounding inside her chest and temples, causing her big, round breasts rise and fall with each breath, Penny kept her eyes closed, seeing in her mind Cleo's beautiful, black pussy that had been sitting on her face and that she had fingered and eaten until she had her orgasm and ejaculated into her mouth.




Black Magic



While still caught up in her reverie, warm lips touched hers, and when Penny opened her eyes, she saw Cleo had lain down beside her and now had her head to hers, kissing her softly with her full, voluptuous lips. 

"Mmmmm," Penny moaned agreeably as she returned Cleo's tender kiss, opening her mouth so Cleo could place her whole mouth over her lips and put her tongue inside as the kiss moved from tender to passionate. Cleo wrapped her left leg over Penny's body, rolled her onto her left side, and wrapped her into her arms where they stayed together in a lover's embrace.

During this time Ashley and Jasmine had been enjoying their own sexual tryst on the other side of the room on the large sofa.

While Cleo and Penny lay still, wrapped in one another's arms, they heard a loud scream coming from across the room, a scream not unlike Cleo's, as Ashley's lingual attention to Jasmine's aroused and overly-excited clit caused her to buck her hips violently as she felt the power of her clitoral orgasm hit her like a tsunami wave that rolled over her and consumed her, whose power ripped through her body until she trembled all over, feeling wave after wave of orgasmic release drain from her body as she shot her cum into Ashley's mouth.

Jasmine, being a belly dancer, undulated her hips on Ashley's face to increase her pleasure as she went through the stages of her orgasm, beginning strong but gradually weakening until she felt somewhat at peace within herself emotionally and physically. 

"Oh, my Ashley, you are a superb lover. You have helped me cum so strongly that my body still shakes with declining tremors of my orgasm, yet leaving me excited with my clit still tingling from your having performed cunnilingus on me for which I am truely grateful."

Thus, their day together ended only after Cleo and Jasmine, the newest members of their growing clientele at Intimate Revelations, fucked and sucked Penny and Ashley until each enjoyed a tremendous orgasm.



Black Magic



Gloria was home alone one Saturday evening and chatting online with Robert. They were talking about there recent hot encounter and were discussing when they all could get together again.

Robert asked, "Hey sexy baby, when can we all get together again? I cannot forget that last encounter out of my head and I just have to have your lily white cunt again."

Gloria blushed and quivered as she recalled the events of their last meeting. "I don't know Robert. I have been busy these past two weeks getting ready to go to Jamaica with Arnie for two weeks. We're leaving Sunday. I know that doesn't give us enough time to meet before we leave. Ooooh, I just had a delicious idea, I wish you were coming with us that would indeed be a pleasure."

Robert's slid his shorts off and ran his fingers down his stiff cock and replied. "Oh God, that would be hot. I can picture the three of us fucking on the private beach or in one of those secluded bungalows! Oooh baby, my cock is so fucking hard right now! Is Arnie home?"

Gloria felt her clit and nipples swell with excitement. "No, Arnie had to work tonight and won't be home for a couple of hours. Oh baby, I love talking to you, lets type dirty messages and have fun masturbating!" She didn't say anything else for a moment because the thought of play with Robert again made her cunt throb with desire. She slid her hands down inside her panties and ran her finger through her drenched wanting pussy. The she wrote him a message, with trembling hands she typed, "Robert, I have an idea, why don't you call me. I'd love to hear that sexy voice of yours as I masturbate!"

Robert felt the pre-cum slide down his shaft and with shaky fingers replied, "Ooooooh I love to hear a woman breathe heavy, while she talks dirty and cum while I were on the phone. I bet Arnie would love to be watching and listening. Give me your number honey."

Gloria's body trembled as her body responded by building an approaching climax. Her whole body quivered so hard she could hardly type and give him her number. "Here's my phone number, mmm baby, I cannot wait to hear your sultry sexy voice. Call me in five minutes that will give me time to go lie on the bed and get completely naked." She logged of the computer and headed toward the bedroom.

She had just stripped and climbed on the bed when the phone rang. Gloria reached over and pressed the speaker phone button. "Hello."

Robert's deep sexy voice spoke, "Hi you sexy slut. Are you ready for me?"

Gloria licked her lips and purred, "Oh God yes my sexy black stud, and I'm on speaker phone so my hands are free to play. By the way, I love your hot cum filled emails they make me want to be with you for real once more. Mmmmmmm baby, I wish you could see my nipples and throbbing clit right now. I'm so fucking wet I had to lie on a towel to keep my juices from saturating the bed."

Robert felt his cock pulsate with creamy droplets of cum at its tip. He replied, "Oh fuck, honey I love your sexy voice. It makes me wish I were there with you right now. The next thing I want my lily white slut to do is spread your legs wide and slide two fingers deep in your cunt. Then bring them to your lips. I want to know how sweet your cunt juices are. Baby while we are talking, I'm stroking my hot hard black cock slowly."

Gloria loved it, when Robert talked dirty to her it made her shudder all over. She did as instructed and nearly climaxed when her fingers slid into her hot hole. She picked up the phone and laid it near her cunt making sure Robert could hear the sloshing noise and her moaning. After finger-fucking herself a few times she brought her sweet honey laden digits to her mouth. Mmmm baby, I love your sexy voice. It makes my cunt throb and my juices flow down my ass." 

She paused and slurped at her fingers so he could hear it. "Mmmm, yummy, my cunt juice tastes like sweet honey. I wish you were here eating me my big black stud!"

Robert nearly dropped his phone and replied, "I do too baby! Fuck, my cock is so hard. The head is purple and leaking pre-cum like crazy. Oooh baby I wish your sweet lips were sucking me." He paused and could tell by her heavy breathing that Gloria was ready to get down and dirty and climax. He then suggested, "Baby, rub your clit for me. That's it, now take your other hand, and slide the first two fingers inside your cunt. Harder baby, let me hear you finger-fuck yourself hard!" Robert listened intensely and felt his balls burning for release. 

Gloria purred, "Stroke that cock hard baby! Do you feel my tongue flicking the head and teasing your pee-hole? Now feel my lips and sliding down your shaft, deeper, harder, until my sweet white lips come in contact with your pubic hairs. I know this is turning you on, Jack that cock sugar, that's it baby! Now, let me hear my black baby, cum for me!

Gloria was on the verge of climaxing when she heard his breathing increase. "Oh fuck, I love the way you talk. Rub your clit hard. Now bite your left nipple. Aaarrrggghhhh, yesssssss, oooooooooooh fuck I'm going to cum!"

There was silence for a brief moment except for the sound of their hard breathing and the movement of hands. Gloria spoke first, "Oooooooooooh fuck, I wish your cock was ramming my hot cunt!"

"Me too baby, now cum with me. Oh honey I wish I could see you right now." 

Gloria blurted out, "I do too baby. Oooooooooooh fuck, Robert, I am cumming hard, oooooooh yes cum baby......CCUUMM!"

Robert shrieked, "Ooooooooh fuck, baby here it cums, aaarrrggghhh! Damn, I have cum everywhere, even on my chin!"

With a quivering voice Gloria exclaimed, "WOW! Robert you are so hot on the phone, we will definitely have to do this more often."

Robert was breathing hard and with a quiver in his voice said, "We will baby, when we cannot be together, we can call each other. I want you to do this when Arnie is there too. I know he'd love it."

She replied, "I know he would! Now I have to go baby. Arnie is due home soon and you can bet I will give him all the details. Love yahs, good-bye baby." 

Robert replied, "I love you too my lily white slut. I want you to email me what Arnie thinks of our phone sex. Good-night baby."

When Arnie got home, Gloria told him about her conversation with Robert on the phone. She then watched the reaction on his face as she asked, "Well what do you think baby?"

He flashed Gloria a seductive grin and pulled his pants down to show her his rock hard dick. "Does that answer your question doll?"

Gloria squealed, "I think we should discuss things further in the bedroom."

Arnie replied, "Let's not waste time talking, I need to fuck you hot cunt!"

There was a flurry of fingers, mouths, and clothing once they entered the bedroom. Arnie kissed her deep as he laid Gloria on the bed. Next, he moved down and got between her legs spread her legs wide and rammed his cock, balls deep into her pussy.

He stopped for a moment and looked seriously into her eyes and said, "Next time you decide to talk to Robert on the phone, I want to be here."

Gloria purred, "Does this mean you like he idea of him calling me so we both can get off?"

Arnie began fucking her harder and responded, "Hell yes, I love the idea. I can picture it now, me doing everything he suggests as you talk dirty to Robert. Oooooh fuck, I'm going to cum!"

Gloria wrapped her legs around Arnie's waist and bellowed, "Fuck me darling. Oooooh God yes, deeper darling, yesssssss! Oh Fuck...I'm cumming!!"

Arnie follow, climaxing so hard it dribbled out of her cunt and down the crack of her ass. "Wow baby, you sure know how to push my buttons!"

They snuggled for awhile on the bed. All of a sudden, Arnie moved then propped himself up on one elbow, "You know, I just had a thought. Wouldn't it be hot if Robert went with us on our trip to Jamaica?" 

Gloria's eyes widened with excitement then her smile turned into a pout. "I know, I already asked is he was able to go with us. Unfortunately, he has to work."

Arnie frowned, "Yeah, it would have been hot if he could join us. We'd all have one hell of a time! I think I will call him sometime this week and see if we can figure something out." 

Arnie decided to make it a point to call Robert sometime later in the week. He wanted to see if it was because he couldn't afford the trip or if he really was working. If it were because he couldn't afford the trip, he would assure Robert, that his company would pay for all the expenses. Or if he had to work, maybe be he could join them for just the weekend. 

For now, he turned his attention back to Gloria. They made love for an hour and only stopped because they both needed to eat. 

The next day, Arnie was too busy to call Robert. However, Friday afternoon he called him. "Hey buddy, I called to talk to you about figuring out a way to have you join us on our trip to the Jamaica?"

Robert replied, "Yeah, I wish I could go, but I just don't have the funds. I didn't tell that to Gloria, because she would have insisted I let you guys buy my ticket and that's not fair."

Arnie suggested, "What would you say if I told you the expenditure is all paid for by my company?" 

Robert was so excited he nearly dropped the phone and replied, "I'd say, "I'm packing my bags this weekend."

Arnie then said, "Alright! However, let's keep this between ourselves for now. I'll take care of all the arrangements and have the tickets delivered to your office by courier."

Robert was so excited that he would be going on the trip that he almost swallowed his tongue. He exclaimed, "Oh man, really. I don't know how to thank you Arnie?"

Arnie replied, "Robert, you can do that when you get to Jamaica. I want to watch you nail Gloria again. I have to go, talk to you soon. Good-bye."

Robert sat there with a big grin on his face contemplating the ways he could tease, eat, and fuck Gloria. He had to adjust his swelling cock and whispered, "Down boy, you'll get a chance to slide into her hot love tunnel soon."

Arnie decided to play it cool that night. When Gloria asked if he'd spoken to Robert, he hid his smirk and lied, "Yeah, but he cannot go with us to the islands, because he has to work." 

Gloria bowed her head and frowned, "Oh poo! It would have been fun, just the three of us, fucking the time away in Jamaica." 

Arnie took her into his arms, stroked her hair, and gazed into her sultry green-eyes. "I know baby. Have I told you lately how much I love you doll. I cannot wait to make love to you on the beach under the starry lit sky."

She snuggled up to him and purred, "I love you too honey. I cannot wait either. I also want to get a golden tan without a suit. Now that ought to turn a few heads" 

Arnie pulled he closer and said, "You know, when I think about seeing you nude on the sand it makes my cock hard as steel."

They fucked well into the night then fell asleep with dreams of sunny tropical beaches, dinners by candle light, and making love in their own private bungalow. 

Arnie since the tickets to Robert with a note that said he was scheduled to take an earlier flight out to Jamaica and got settled into the hotel a couple hours ahead of Arnie and Gloria. 

When the day arrived, Robert could hardly hide his excitement as they drove to the airport. However, he needed to, because it was a surprise for Gloria, that the run into Robert in Jamaica. They checked in at the airline desk, made it through customs, and boarded the plane at noon.

The chatted excitedly all the way to Jamaica about things they could do and places they would go. After a good flight they arrived in Jamaica. Once they went through customs they hailed a taxi and drove off to their destination. 

The hotel had ten floors, as well as beach bungalows, along a private beach. Arnie loved it because the area was off the main road and not too busy at this time. 

Once they settled into their room they decided to take a walk on the beach before dinner. Arnie changed and put on a flowered shirt, Bermuda short's and sandals. Gloria put on a white sundress and flip flop sandals. The outfit accentuated all her curves, and its light fabric didn't hide much of her vivacious body either. 

Soon they were strolling along the sandy beach with the warmth of the Caribbean sun on their backs. The beach was everything the brochure stated it would be. 

They had walked about fifty feet when Arnie pulled her off the main trail into an area secluded by palm trees. As he pulled Gloria into his arms he uttered, "It's a shame Robert isn't here. I love what happened in our last encounter."

Gloria flashed him a sultry look and purred, "Oooh yeah. You really got turned on by watching me getting fucked by the big black stud. Darling, which part turned you on most?"

Arnie's cock was now swelling and throbbing for Gloria's touch. He readjusted it in his shorts and said, "Doll, everything that Robert did to you turned me on!"

She reached down and caressed the outline of Arnie's cock and purred, "Looks like someone wants to come out and play." 

Before he could react Gloria knelt, unzipped his shorts, and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked it gently while rolling his balls in her hand. Oh God, he loved what she was doing to him, and at that moment didn't care who was looking. 

However, Arnie knew Robert would be around there somewhere, because the talked about meeting on the beach at that specific time. 

Gloria was busy tantalizing Arnie's cock and didn't hear Robert sneak up. When Arnie saw Robert, he stopped her from sucking him for the moment, because he was afraid when she heard Robert's voice she'd bite it off. 

Gloria was about to protest when she heard, "Can you direct me to bungalow eight?" 

She turned around and shrieked, "Robert! What in the world are you doing here? I thought. . " 

Before she could finish Arnie nodded at Robert and both men yelled, "Surprise!"

Robert then in his best Jamaican accent said, "Welcome to the islands."

All of them took turns greeting the other and then Arnie spoke up. "Let's go to the bungalow for some hot sexy fun."

Robert replied, "I'm more then ready."

Gloria chirped, "Well than, let's get going. My cunt needs fucked!"

Once inside the bungalow the three of them stripped. As the two men gently laid Gloria on the bed, Robert knelt between Gloria's legs and began eating her. Arnie moved up to her hear and turned it toward his awaiting cock. He began tracing her lips with the head of his cock.

Gloria engulfed Arnie and continued the blowjob she had started on the beach. With both men tantalizing her she felt her climax building and trembled from head to toe.

Arnie felt her quivering and looked at Robert and suggested, "It's time you slid that cock of yours into her hot cunt. She's primed for fucking!"

Robert rose up and pushed his cock into Gloria. He then looked up at Arnie fucking her mouth hard and deep. In turn, he began hammering her cunt as her muscles milked his pulsating member. 

Arnie watched intensely and told himself that Robert wouldn't last long. Gloria stopped sucking him long enough to squeal, "Oooooh fuck, I'm going to cum! Arnie, fuck my mouth hard baby and fill it with your cum. Robert, drive that big black dick into me and empty your balls in my hot cunt!"

Arnie resumed fucking her mouth and soon emptied his load down her throat. Afterwards, Gloria started to quiver all over as she climaxed hard. Robert then fucked her about a dozen strokes before empting his balls into her. 

Robert then looked at Arnie and mumbled, "Thanks man. God, she is one hot fuck." 

Arnie looked at them both and said, "Yeah she is." He then moved down to Gloria's legs and took a deep whiff. The smell of sex was a natural aphrodisiac to him. As Arnie knelt between her legs he said, "I love the taste of a used cunt." 

Robert watched in amazement as he'd never seen a man eat what he called sloppy seconds. 

Gloria shifted her body so she could watch Arnie. She loved the way he ate her pussy, especially after another man filled it with his spunk. 

She then turned to Robert and watched his reaction as she spoke, "I could get used to being used like this!" 



Black Magic



"I am bored out of my mind," he said and looked at himself in the mirror above the bar. The room was stale with smoke. 

"Why, what's your problem?" he turned around and looked at a girl in a black leather jacket that was standing behind him. 

"Where'd you come from?" he asked.

"Oh here and there, mind if I sit down?" 

"Yeah, that's cool."

He looked her over without being too obvious. She had hair the color of India ink, she was dressed all in black, tight black skirt, black pumps, leather jacket, pink face, red mouth, blue eyes that burned holes, about twenty two. She took out a cigar, lit it and blew a puff at the mirror. 

"Want a beer?" he asked.

"Yeah." 

"Bartender," he tried to yell over the noise, "what's your name?" "Sophie," she said and flashed her smile. 

He felt it and smiled back. 

"What do ya do Sophie?" 

"Paralegal."

"Is it interesting?" 

"Yeah, up to point," she said and took a drink. 

She smiled at him again. She had a white toothpaste sort of a smile. Underneath her chin was a black necklace shaped like a bat.

"Hey man, I heard you say were bored, that why I came over to talk to you," Sophie said.

"Yeah?" he said and tried not sound too interested. 

"You know anything about demonolatry?" she said out of the blue. 

"No," he said, surprised by the topic.

"I can teach you," she took his arm and squeezed it, pushing a very ample tit into his arm. He looked at her puzzled. 

"What kind of a screwball are you?" he said, half smiling. 

"You think I'm stupid don't you, or I'm some kind of a psycho case." 

"No," he looked at her to his left. 

All the catlike joy had left her face, she looked unhappy, even sad. 

"I don't know you from Adam, you come up to me and start talking about demonology, why?" 

"Its demonolatry, and I was just trying to help you," and her mouth began it's cunning little smile again. "You think I'm trying to con you?" 

Her eyes bored into his. 

"No, its just a little weird." 

"I told you my name, what's yours?" Sophie asked.

"Tim." 

"You're a big strong looking boy aren't you, Tim. I'll bet the girls like that." 

"Sometimes, not tonight," he said grimly.

Tim looked at himself in the mirror again. He had a pretty face with blond hair and the strong looking body that Sophie had approvingly commented on.

"When people start trying to sell me something I usually wonder what they're getting out of it?" Tim said.

"I'm not getting a Goddamn thing out it, and I'm not asking for any money of any kind, I'm not asking for any value at all," she spat the words out. "I'm not selling something, I'm talking about what interests me."

"Meaning the occult." 

"Yep. You know what a Patron demon is?" she asked.

"I don't know what any of this stuff is, I was raised a Catholic," Tim replied.

"Me too, nobody's perfect." 

"What, do you hate God?" he looked into his beer mug.

"No, I go regular church sometimes, it just depends on what mood I'm in," Sophie said.

"Religion isn't about moods," Tim said.

"Of course it is, everything is about emotions," she took his hand and held it. 

"You're a nut, like all chicks," he grimaced. 

"If that's the way you feel about it, I'm gone." 

Her face closed up and she stood.

He looked up at her, the playful quality her face had had was gone, and she was closed off, a blank. What to do, he was very attracted to her in spite of the apprehensions, there were two options, he could let her blow or he could backpedal and hope she would stay. He chose the latter.

"I didn't mean anything by it, why don't you sit down and I'll buy us a couple more drinks," Tim said.

"I don't want to, I want to go home," Sophie replied.

"I didn't mean to insult you, give me a chance." 

"I'm giving you a chance, you didn't want it dude," she looked haughty in the way only extremely pretty and bitchy women can look. "Sit down okay?" Tim replied.

Her eyes were like snakes darting around.

"Alright."

They sat for a few minutes drinking, not saying anything. The more that he thought about this evil looking little bitch the harder his dick got.

"You're evil aren't you?" Tim said.

She stood up, clicked her heels together, and said, "At your service, and believe me do I have some satisfied customers." 

"I'll bet." 

"You want to hear what I have to say now, dude?" she said playfully. 

"Go ahead," he replied.

She sat down and got comfortable again. 

"Well, like I was saying, I was talking about Patron Demons, there's a female demon called Goth, she's been called many names but that's the one that's popular now, I want you to try to conjure her," Sophie said excitedly.

"I don't know how to do that," Tim said with a surprised expression.

"I can teach you. She'll fuck the shit out of you, if she likes you," she smiled her evil smile.

"What if she doesn't like me?" he asked casually.

"She'll kill you with a strand of hair, I wouldn't worry too much about that, you're her type, that's why I picked you," Sophie said.

"You're blowing my mind baby. You're a freak if I ever saw one, boy are you a cool chick."

She smiled another smile, a nice one this time. She put her arm around Tim's neck. 

"Shall I go on?" Sophie asked arching her eyebrows. "Yeah, very interesting," Tim said, with only the vaguest spot of irony.

"If you want to conjure her you have to be alone, in a safe spot, you draw a pentagram on the floor, OK?" Sophie continued.

"Yeah, only I don't know what a pentagram is," Tim replied and drank beer. 

"It's a witch's sign," Sophie replied. 

"What do I make it out of?" 

"Magic marker, ink, the blood of a baby, whatever you like, just draw it right, or it won't work. I'll give you a drawing on how to do it. Then you get in the pentagram," Sophie said and giggled.

"What do you mean?" Tim asked.

"You stand on top of it and do an incantation, something like this, "Beautiful one born in fire. Come to me. Bless this rite. Be with me tonight," Sophie said dramatically.

"What if I forget it?" Tim asked.

"Just do something like it, the words aren't that important, the emotion behind it is. You'll also need some votive candles, I'll give you those. You put the candles around the room to make a ritual effect, okay, dude?" she said and hugged him.

Tim looked at himself in the mirror above the bar, "I'm kinda scared," he said.

"I know how you feel, I was too, I still am some times," Sophie said.

"I don't want to blaspheme," he said.

"Then don't."

"Isn't this blaspheme?" Tim asked.

"I don't see it that way, Goth is one of the most worldly women who ever lived, she's the daughter of the devil herself, she'll pin your ears back baby," Sophie showed her white teeth in her evil grin. 

"Once you get a taste of her you'll never want to let go," Sophie said.

"Shit! What's she look like, do you know?" Tim asked.

"I saw her once, this guy was fucking her every day, she was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, and mean, she pounced on this guy and I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head before she got through with him," Sophie said. "Wow!" 

"That's what I meant by satisfied customers."

Tim felt scared, scared but good. 

"Is this all I need to know?" he asked.

"Does anybody ever know all they need to know?" 

"You're not filling me with confidence Sophie," he replied.

She threw back her head and laughed loudly. 

"I'm sorry, I was kidding you, yeah this is what you need to start." 

"Alright!"

*

Part 2

It was the next day, about ten o'clock at night. He was so excited his breath was coming hard; it was like the first time that he'd smoked pot. He'd drawn the pentagram on the floor. Tim stood in the pentagram and grabbed his penis, pleasure went through his body as he thought about the bitch goddess. His cock was as hard as a rock thinking about the devil girl.

"She's so evil," he said to himself.

Tim said the conjure words and stood staring at one of the candles that were placed about the room, "This has been fun even if nothing happens."

He closed his eyes, masturbating. When he opened his eyes again, he stood looking at the same candle. Then a stream of green smoke started coming out of it. A little at first, then more.

"Shit," he said softly. 

Fear mixed with desire is a potent mixture.

The smoke was a sort of solid cloud that didn't move. Tim looked at it, hypnotized. Then the smoke began to take shape. It did have the shape of a woman, tall and rawboned with big shoulders. The figure had medium length blond hair. She floated in the air above the candle.

The devil girl was stark naked, with a long tail that slinked around her torso.

She was tanned with perfect tits, her slim middle then snaked out into rich supple hips, a leggy curvy ass and a blond cunt that he couldn't take his eyes off of.

She was stunningly beautiful with hypnotic eyes and a pretty, kissable mouth.

Tim stood with his mouth open, absolutely transfixed by what he was seeing, what he had brought forth was stunningly seductive, almost unbelievably so, amazingly so.

Her eyes snapped with some type of electricity and small horns rose above them.

Tim stared intensely at the hot glistening pussy that was right in front of his head.

"Who calls me? What's your name?" 

"Tim." 

"What do you want?" 

"I'm not sure exactly," he said shyly.

The figure moved and then stood on the floor looking at him.

"What's your name?" Tim asked. 

"Isis." 

Tim alternated between staring at her hypnotic face and that incredible pussy.

"I want to make love to you, that's what I want," he muttered after a short bit where he didn't say anything.

She pointed a finger at him and said, "You want a fuck."

"Yes, I think so," Tim said, embarrassed.

"It's a fuck, call it a fuck!" she commanded.

"Right, sure," he said quickly agreeing with her.

She glared at him and then grinned. "Why don't I just kill you instead, you stupid little peasant." 

Tim stared at her, not knowing what to say or do, she was a goddess, a bitch goddess, and the more he stared at her, the more excited he was getting!

"Are you dedicated?" she said in a mocking sarcastic voice, "will you give yourself up to me, make me your God?" she flashed pretty bone white teeth in an evil grin. 

Isis turned around quickly, grabbed him behind the back of the neck and stuck a long hot tongue in his mouth.

The girl's tongue was amazingly long, and it went over his face like a cross between a cat and a snake.

She gave him one scalding hot satisfying kiss after another, it was like kissing a hot tasty snake.

She was muscular and hot to the touch but not unbearably so.

His cock was so hard, he felt like he had a hammer in his pants.

She broke away from their kiss and stood in front of him.

Then she grinned at him.

"Ask me for that fuck," she said.

"Okay," he replied.

"Get down on your hands and knees and beg then," she said.

She smiled an evil sort of leer, "Beg me, you little peasant."

He got down on his hand and knees before the vixen, "What exactly do I say?" 

She had a very pretty mouth, she flashed a shit eating grin at him, she said, "You want that fuck, ask for it."

She stood so that her hot pussy was right in front of his face again. Her tail hung around the incredible body.

"Suck my tail," she said.

"What?" he said, surprised.

"Suck it," she commanded.

It twisted around her and he took it in his hand and put it in his mouth, the tip was hot and sharp, but it didn't seem dangerous, he licked it and caressed it with his tongue.

He moaned appreciatively after a few seconds, grateful for any taste of this incredible creature.

She yanked the tail out of Tim's mouth and stuck in in his hair.

Tim stared up at the devil girl, she had beautiful pouty lips over rows of equally pretty teeth

"Beg me," she said again, 

"Please Isis," he began,"I need this."

His swollen cock was begging for release.

"What do you need?" she said sarcastically.

She tossed her blond hair around like a girl on the beach.

"I need to be with you," he said sincerely.

Isis put her hand down and stroked his chin, "Ask for a fuck."

"Please fuck me Isis," he said.

"Beg me again," she said and laughed at him.

"Please fuck me Isis," he said with even more emotion.

"Well..." she said and then laughed.

"Straighten up," she said.

Tim stood up next to her again.

"I could just kill you," she said laughing another evil laugh, "but I want another disciple."

Her arms went around his neck and another burning hot kiss started.

"And you are going to be my disciple aren't you,"she said between a kiss.

"Oh yes of course," he breathed.

She was completely irresistible, Tim knew that from the moment he first saw her.

Her tongue was so long, she could have easily stuck it down his throat and choked him to death.

She broke away from their kiss again and pulled at the front of his shirt and ripped it off.

"See what I can do to you," she said, arching her eyebrows.

"Yes I see," he replied.

She turned her head sideways as though she were going to kiss Tim again and instead shoved him and he fell backwards, he almost lost his balance but caught himself in time.

The girl laughed at him again then quickly walked over to where he was standing and threw him on the bed.

She moved very fast and jumped on top of him.

The long tongue came out of her mouth and began licking his lips.

She pulled his belt and pants off in one motion, then after pausing briefly, pulled his boxers down.

The kisses started again, one hot burning kiss after another, so hot that Tim was a little afraid that his face would be burned.

She again broke away from their kiss and said, "You're not going to be burnt, stupid, if I wanted to, I would just kill you and be done with it."

"Can you read thoughts?" he asked, shocked.

She said, "Fuck you, do you want the fuck or don't you?"

"Of course I want the fuck," he said emphatically.

"Okay," she said with a satisfied look.

She leaned back down and began kissing his ears, going from side to side of his face making butterfly kisses.

His throbbing erection rubbed against her thigh, so close to that cunt.

Isis kissed him again, the hot tongue exploring his mouth in detail.

She lifted herself up a bit until she was right on top of him, in a good spot for sex.

He felt her pause a second or two.

Then he held his breath as her pussy slipped over his cock, velvety smooth, and again hot, so hot he was afraid it would burn his dick.

She said, "You're not going to get burned you little fuck, I told you that once already."

"I understand," he said, trying to please her.

"I'm not trying to be a smart alec," he said, "I really like you."

She said, "I know how much you like me, that's why you're getting your fuck."

Her arms went around his shoulders and she started kissing his neck.

Tim groaned out in pleasure and kissed her back on the neck and cheek.

Her hands groped his hair and ground into his neck.

She stopped a kiss and said, "You want to enjoy your fuck, don't you?"

"Of course!"

"Then get your arms around me good, squeeze hard!" Isis said loudly.

Tim squeezed her back, shoving those great tits against him even harder than they already were.

Her snatch felt incredible, surrounding his fully erect cock as she moved back and forth building up a rhythm.

Tim felt Isis pull herself up higher on his chest and wrapped her legs around him even tighter.

She reached down kissed him again in another one of her hot kisses and let Tim return the kiss on her beautiful mouth.

"What if I kill you now, you little shit?" she said laughing at him.

"Well, I guess there could be worse ways to go," he said panting.

"Pretty good answer," she said, kissing him hard on the mouth, kiss after kiss after kiss, her hot tongue going half way down his throat before she pulled it out. Tim put his lips around that amazing tongue and eagerly sucked it on every kiss.

Her ass and legs were strong and she quickly built up to where they were having a good humping fuck.

On and on it went, harder and harder, her ass making deep penetrating thrusts, and his erection getting harder.

On each thrust Tim pushed his ass up to get his cock deeper into her burning ass.

On and on, faster and harder, he thought that his cock might melt in that pussy.

He felt like there were little bits of flame licking at his penis, his sexual excitement was overwhelming.

Tim was high as kite now, and he moaned gratefully in anticipation of reaching his orgasm.

Their asses ground together in a hot satisfying fuck.

Her tongue went in and out of his mouth again and again, and again, her kisses were scalding hot and tasty.

"Ohhhh wow!" he said, eagerly returning each hot kiss.

Tim pulled Isis harder into his body, getting her as close as possible.

Her pussy felt as hot as an oven, as his cock went into her velvety snatch harder and harder and harder!

She ground away at him, each thrust harder than the last, Tim didn't believe that she could keep pushing harder, but she did.

Tim panted from his excitement, he was now only seconds away from shooting his load into that burning hot tight pussy.

He pulled her even tighter and her ass screwed into his again.

Emotion came over him like a thunderclap, as he reached the peak of orgasm, then, he shot load after load of hot sticky cum into her fiery burning cunt!

Isis didn't stop thrusting until every drop of his cum had gone into her hot ass.

Then Tim laid there spent, his mind absolutely blown by their fuck.

She laid there quietly, the way they had finished, all wound together.

After a few minutes, Isis said, "Kiss my horns."

"What?" he replied.

"Kiss my horns, you have to kiss my horns after a fuck," she said and leaned her head over his head.

"Okay," he said, a little shocked.

Tim kissed first the right and then the left horn.

They were done now, and the girl stood in front of Tim pointing two spectacular tits at him, "I can only appear once every twenty four hours, conjure me again when you want another fuck," she said.

"Yes, yes of course," he said quickly, "I know I'll want to see you again."

"I know for certain that you'll want another fuck, and another and another, and another after that," she said with an evil look and a knowing smile.

She put her arms around his neck and kissed him, "Oh you'll want another fuck, I can guarantee it."

"Mm mm," he said, locking his lips around her hot tongue for the last time.

Then she said, "You build a shrine to me," she said pointing her finger at him.

"I'm not sure I know how to do that," he replied.

The vixen held her tail up to his face, "Figure it out, it's what I want, so do it," Isis said decisively.

"Okay," Tim said, not wanting to aggravate her.

She said, "I have to go now."

"Goodbye," he said.

Then she put her left hand in the air and disappeared into the same sort of cloud of green smoke that she had come in.

The smoke dissipated very quickly, in a few seconds, leaving no sign.

Part 3

Tim didn't know how to do a shrine, but he did know how to do graffiti. He wrote 'I love Isis' with an upside down pentagram on the wall over the building around the corner from where he lived. Then on another building he wrote 'I love Devil Girl' with a pentagram next to it.

He wrote 'I love Devil Girl' on several buildings the day after he'd first conjured her.

Tim was a little tired, but in a good way, the fuck session was more satisfying than anything he'd ever known, and could barely wait to do it again.

He got a heart shaped box and drew a picture of her and put it in the box, then he drew a heart on another piece of paper and put Tim loves Isis in the middle of it. 




Black Magic



From then on he conjured her every day for forty days, she would come, fuck the absolute living shit out of him, demand that he be her disciple and then disappear.

On the forty-first day Tim was sitting downtown eating a hot dog on lunch break when he ran into Sophie. "Hey dude!" 

"Hi Sophie!" 

"How's it going?" she asked. 

"Pretty good," he said and munched on his hot dog. 

"Are you happy with your new experience?" she hit him softly on the arm and smiled. 

"What do you think?" 

"I think I did right by you," then her face changed expression,"listen dude, I've wanting to run into you, I've got something for you." 

"What is it?" 

She took a little leather bag with a leather chain around it out of her purse, "Dust." 

"Dust?" 

"Farmer's dust, it'll make you strong, and keep away the demons," Sophie said.

"Well, I like one demon, I'm not sure I'd like the rest of them," he said.

"You won't like all of them, promise me you'll wear it," Sophie replied.

"Wear it?" Tim asked.

"Around your neck, okay?" 

Tim noticed the worried look on Sophie's face. 

"Why, what's wrong?" Tim asked.

"Somethin." 

"Why won't you tell me?" Tim said.

"Because I don't know. Just wear it, alright?" she said.

"Okay." 

"I gotta go," she touched his arm and left.

Part 4

The next night was in late October with a high bright almost full moon. Tim was looking forward to his nightly rendezvous with Isis. He stood on the witch's sign and began masturbating in anticipation of the sex.

He put up the candles and began the incantation. But instead of her appearing out of the smoke as usual, nothing happened. His stomach jumped, it had never been difficult to conjure her before. He tried again and then another time, nothing. Tim looked around the room in fury and desperation. He picked up a vase to smash it. Then there was a knock at his door. 

Tim put the vase down, zipped up his clothes, went to the door and peered out. Then he opened it. "What's up Roy?" he said and tried to sound casual. 

"I got to talk to you man." 

"Right now?"

"Yes right now, why are busy with one of your rituals?" Roy said.

Tim's mouth dropped open, "How do you know about it?" 

"I left my C++ stuff over here one night, your mom gave me the key so I could get in. Do you have any idea what you're messing with, these stupid Satanic rituals?" Roy said. 

Tim looked at his pale sincere face, "Alright, just because you're my cousin doesn't give you the right to order me around." 

"I saved your life buddy," he stood leaning against the wall in Tim's kitchen. 

Tim had knot in his stomach the size of a basketball, "How do you figure that?" 

"I saw what you were into and I knew I had to do something, I threw holy water on that pentagram," Roy said loudly and belligerently. 

"So that was why she didn't come," Tim said and stared at the wall.

"Have you gone out of your mind, this would have killed you before long," Roy said.

"Yeah either that or the boredom. Where the fuck do you get off doing this to me?"

"I saved you." 

"Yeah I know, whenever anybody has too good a time you motherfuckers show up to save them," Tim replied angrily.

"I don't believe I'm hearing this crap, have you gone out of your mind?" Roy said incredulously

Roy was a tall, thin blond man of about thirty, he had been nervous when he arrived and it was getting worse. 

"You know, you never included me in any of the fun stuff but you were always there to fuck something up," Tim's heart was racing.

The anger and disappointment was hanging over his head like a cloud of blood.

"You're crazy!" 

"Get out of here, you sonavabitch," Tim yelled.

Roy turned and headed for the door. Tim pulled a switchblade knife out of his pocket, opened it, grabbed Roy's head and slit his throat from left to right. Then he got a little bit of blood on his hand and threw it on the pentagram.