0 comments/ 173376 views/ 16 favorites The Amulet By: OneHornyGuy My assistant, Didi, and I were sent by our company to Cairo Egypt to do some financial work. One night, I was sitting alone at the bar, and a mysterious woman approached me with a message to meet her Master out at the tombs in an hour. Just as quickly as she appeared, she disappeared into the night. I tried to follow her, but lost her in the darkness. I knew where the tombs were, so in my curiosity, I decided to go to the tombs. I arrived at the tombs exactly on time. I was met by the mysterious woman. She asked me to follow her, and led me to her Master, Abdul. "Jim", he said, "because of the way you have been treated badly in your life, you have been chosen to receive the charmed amulet. I am an old man now, and I am ready to pass the amulet on, just as you will do when you become an old man. Until that time, you will have your desires come true; women, riches, possessions. The only condition is that you must wear the amulet at all times. Do you accept this amulet?" I was skeptical, but I decided to accept anyway. "Jim, I know that you are here in our country with your assistant, Didi. Try it on her. Even though she's turned you down in the past, she'll find you irresistible, if that's what you want. You can take her virginity if that is what you want." I turned to start walking back to the city, turned around to ask a question, and both Abdul and his slave were gone. I was mystified, turned around to start walking back, and I found myself already at my hotel. Still holding the amulet in my hand, I put it on. I walked back into the hotel bar, and Didi was there having a drink. I sat down with here at the same table, and ordered a drink. Didi asked, "Where were you?" I replied, "Just taking a ]walk." She acted as if she didn't notice the amulet. We sat for a minute without talking, the amulet reading my thoughts started glowing, and Didi unbuttoned the front of her blouse and took it off. Her bra was plain. Didi said, "Let's go back to my room. There's something I want to give you." While walking down the hall to her room, she unhooked and took off her bra. Her pink nipples were now standing at full attention. We stopped at her room door she embraced me and gave me a passionate kiss, and were exploring each others mouths with our tongues. I could feel my cock swelling in my pants. When we broke the kiss, we were both breathing heavily. I asked her if she was sure she wanted to do this, she groped at my crotch, smiled, and then turned to unlock her room. We went in, and she turned to lock the door. We were both barefoot in the heat. She grabbed at my shirt, and tore it off of me. She was perspiring not from the heat, but from her excitement. I embraced her, and started sucking on her nipples. She groaned in excitement. I thought, damn, this bitch is in heat. While still sucking her nipples, I unfastened her shorts and let them fall to the floor. She stepped out of her shorts. I grabbed at her panties and ripped then off. I knelt down in front of her, and started licking at her pussy. She tasted so hot and so sweet. She grabbed at my hair for me to stand up. She gazed into my eyes for a second, then bent to kiss the amulet. She then loosened my bottoms and let them fall to the floor. Then she pulled my underwear to the floor. I stepped out of my bottoms and jeans at the same time. She knelt to the floor, and stroked my cock. She put the head in her mouth, and grabbed my balls in her hand, gently squeezing. She licked at the tip of my cock, then took my cock all the way in her mouth, back to the throat. She was sucking greedily. I took my cock out of her mouth, and moved her to the bed. She was ready. She already had her legs open, ready for her fucking. I put my cockhead at the opening to her pussy. I put in my cock up to her hymen. I looked at her and could see the want in her face. I pushed in, popping her virginity, then pushed my entire length into her. She moaned loudly and she arched her back at my impalement. I started pounding at her wildly, and she bucked back. I felt her orgasm building. There was no holding back. As I felt her climaxing, I climaxed too. I pumped spurt after spurt into her hot cunt. I withdrew, and there were a few drops of cum at the tip of my cock. She moved her mouth down to my cock and licked up the last few drops. She then laid down so were face to face. She moved closer to me, kissed me and whispered "Thank you." The next morning, I woke before Didi did. I quietly dressed and slipped out the door without waking her. I went to the hotel's restaurant for breakfast. Sitting there was Abdul, and his mistress, the mysterious woman. I walked over to their table. Abdul said to me "Now do you believe in the power of the amulet?" I asked him how the amulet worked. He told me "The amulet knows your thoughts and desires. You must wear it at all times so that it can learn more about you. It is not just a simple piece of jewelry, it is a powerful force." I was still wearing the amulet. I was staring at the mystery woman, and the amulet started to glow. Immediately, the mystery woman crawled under the table, and crawled over to me. She reached up to my crotch and started rubbing. I was already hard just thinking about her. She slid my work shorts down off me, pulled them off, then slid my underwear down, and pulled them off too. She was stroking my cock and gently squeezing my balls that I thought I would pop. She then guided my cock to her mouth, and started sucking my cock. She immediately took my entire length in her mouth, and I climaxed in her mouth, and she swallowed so hard, not wanting a single drop to be lost. As she crawling out from under the table, Didi walked up to the table. She walked up to me, passionately kissed me, and seeing the woman, asked me "Having fun?" "Yes I did. We were just sitting here waiting to order breakfast, and things just started to happen." Didi said to me "I glad you were again satisfied." Then Abdul spoke up, "The restaurant doesn't open up for another hour." Abdul and his slave then just vanished from sight. This didn't seem to affect Didi. She stood up, took me by the hand, I stood up, and she again gave me a passionate kiss. The amulet started glowing brightly. She led me back to her room. Inside the room, she undressed me quickly. She immediately dropped to her knees, and started sucking me off. While on her knees, she removed her blouse and bra quickly. I removed my cock from her mouth, kneeled down to her level, and kissed her while pulling gently on her nipples. I could hear her moaning through our kiss. She then again kissed the amulet, whispering to it. I could not hear what she said. I picked her up and carried her to the bed. I removed her shorts and panties. I started sucking on her clit. I then moved down, and stuck my tongue into her pussy. She moaned loudly and arched her back. She pulled away slightly getting on her elbows and knees, and moaned at me "Fuck me now!" I moved to her pussy but didn't put it in her. She started crying. "Please fuck me now." That's what I wanted to hear, for her to beg for it. In the first thrust I got the cockhead in her, and in the second thrust I put my entire length into her. I was really pumping her hard. She yelled out "I'm cccuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmming!" I could feel her orgasm washing over her. I couldn't hold back any longer. I was dumping large loads of cum into her pussy and onto her cervix. I withdrew and we laid side-by-side, kissing. She started crying. I asked her to tell me why. She told me that she was very happy with me, but was sad because of all the time wasted that we could have been together. I told her we would make it up to each other. I then gave her a little slap on her butt, smiled at her, and said "Well, sexy, let's go have breakfast and get to work for the day." At the end of the day, Didi got called into the manager's office, so I went back to the hotel and decided to go for a swim at the hotel's pool. I went back to my room and changed into my swimming suit, and went to the pool. Already at the pool was a family that was 2 doors down from mine. There was the father, mother, the 17 year old son, and the 18 year old daughter. My eyes were glued to the daughter. She was stunning. She had wavy brown hair going down to the middle of her back. Just looking at her, I was getting aroused. The amulet started glowing and sent an invisible beam to the girl. I left the pool area, and she followed right behind me. I went straight to my room, with her right behind me. I invited her into my room, and closed the door behind us. We locked into an embrace kissing. I asked her name, and she told me it is Donna. I quickly stripped Donna out of her bathing suit, and then out of my own. She reached down and grabbed my cock. I began playing with her breasts. Her breasts were small, but I wasn't complaining. She was becoming excited, and let out a low moan. I moved a hand down to her pussy, and began rubbing on her. I moved my mouth to her free breast, and began sucking on it. She moaned a little louder and guided us to the bed. She threw me down on the bed and started sucking my cock. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven, because she was such a good cocksucker. I could tell this girl was not a virgin. She got up and positioned my cock at her pussy. She then dropped herself on my cock, impaling her cunt. Even though she wasn't a virgin her pussy was still very tight. She kept rising and falling on me. With her beauty along with my lust, I exploded into her. She climaxed right after me, and she laid on top me for a few minutes. She got up, put back on her bathing suit, and went back to the pool. After Donna left my room, the amulet began glowing red, and I heard a voice out of nowhere, say, "You have just made Donna become pregnant." I never saw her again, her family checked out of the hotel the next morning. Two months later, both Didi and I returned back to our office in Florida. Didi and I got married three weeks later, and we were both happy and enjoyed the sex we shared. I never took off the amulet. I received a promotion that required occasional travel throughout the US. I had many affairs, and after I returned home after each trip, Didi wanted to know all the sexy details about the women I had enjoyed. More stories to come. The Amulet This story was written from a female perspective (a difficult thing for one heavily laden with testosterone!) Constructive criticism is always welcome! And, as always, the characters within are over the age of 18. Enjoy! * While checking in a small shipment of estate jewelry, I noticed an ornate box. Done in a Hindu style, intricately carved in the top was a couple embracing. Upon closer inspection it could be seen that they were, in fact, copulating. Smiling at the thought that as long as man has roamed the earth, and expressed himself artistically, there has been erotic, and sometimes pornographic art. Putting down the box, I continued to catalog the shipment. You see, I'm a dealer in antiquities. At a little over six feet, considered tall for a woman. I have what some would call a rubenesque figure. Others might call me pleasingly plump. I lead a healthy lifestyle and have a nice, well proportioned shape. Full, round, but not overly large breasts, shoulder length auburn hair and a trimmed bush to match. I've been told by more than one male that I fill out a pair of jeans quite well Returning to the task at hand, I completed checking in the shipment. But, before I could leave, the box caught my eye again. I picked it up, examining it more closely. The man, a sultan or something, was seated with the woman in his lap, his grossly oversized phallus buried deep inside her. His lips were attached to her chest and her mouth was ovalled in orgasmic pleasure. Running my fingers across the carving, I felt a slight itch between my legs. It was then that I discovered a hidden latch, and opened the box. Inside was an ornate piece of jewelry and a hand written note. I picked up the necklace to examine it. It was a gold lace choker with a large oval stone dangling from it. The stone, polished and bright orange appeared to be amber. Looking closer, I noticed some internal flaws in the stone. I couldn't help but think how much the flaws made the stone look like a pussy encased in the rock. Running my finger over the surface of the amber stone made me tingle. I held it up in front of me and looked in a nearby mirror. The stone lay on my cleavage, perfectly situated between my breasts. It felt oddly warm and made my nipples tingle as well. Before I knew it, my free hand was cupping my breast, kneading the fleshy orb, making my nipple stiffen. My thoughts went back to the last time I had been with a man and how delicious it had been, even though, outside the bedroom we had nothing in common. I have a healthy libido, but I hardly think of myself as kinky. My idea of adventurous sex is outdoors, doggy style. I rarely, if ever, think of sex at work, but today seemed a little out of the ordinary. I felt an increased wetness between my legs, and an itch that, with each passing moment, was growing to the point of needing to be scratched. I'm as straight as an arrow, but was having thoughts of what it would be like with another woman. Not that sex with a man wasn't good, but the thought of a gentle female touch on my clit was making concentration difficult. Come on girl, I thought, get focused! You have work to do!. Putting the necklace down, I picked up the note. It seemed to be written in Hindu, which of course, I cannot read. Perhaps, I thought to myself, Holly, one of our interns might be able to decipher it. I wrote myself a mental note to talk to her when I returned to the sales floor. My thoughts again drifted to sex, and I wondered what Holly would be like? It was then that I noticed the tingly feeling had left me, as abruptly as it had come on me. Girl, I thought, you need to go out and get laid! When your sex life starts to interfere with your work life, then something needs to be done! And soon! Returning from the catalog room, I bumped into Holly, a college sophomore, who was interning with us to learn the antiquities business as part of her archeology major. Holly was around 5'6" tall, blonde, cute in an innocent way, very slim, but very serious about her work. "Holly, I have something I want you to check out. it's a piece of jewelry that has a note in a language I'm not familiar with.." We re-entered the catalog room and I gave her the box, watching her expression as she held it, realizing what was on the lid.. The only change in her expression was a slight smile, but I noticed her nipples were protruding against her blouse, something that I had not noticed when I accosted her in the hallway. As she picked up the necklace, I did notice a little change in her facial expression. She looked up at me briefly, her gaze returning to the necklace as she put it on the table. She unfolded the paper, refolded it, returned it to the box, and said, "Its in Hindu. I don't know enough to tell you what it says, other than it's called the 'Yoni Stone'. Jonathan has a better knowledge of the language than I." I smiled at the name, recalling from my college days, reading someone's copy of the Kama Sutra. Holly noticed the smile and asked what I found so amusing. "It's the name of the necklace." I said, "Yoni is a Hindu word for vagina." She looked at me quizzically. "Here! Take a close look." I said, handing her the stone. A smile crossed her face slowly as the flaws in the gem revealed the anatomy of a female. Almost instantly her smile turned to a look of consternation, as she held it up to her chest. Then that look faded and the smile returned as her free hand slid up and clutched her small breast, repeating what I had done a few minutes earlier. Looking her in the eye, I had the urge to kiss her, but I managed to hold back, not wanting to scare her away, but wanting to feel the softness of her. Of her mouth, her skin, her breasts and especially her pussy. Odd feelings for a very heterosexual female. "Why don't you get Jonathan and find out if he can translate the letter, while I continue cataloging." I asked, struggling to regain my composure, and Holly, hers. Still staring back at me, she agreed, but not before scanning me from head to toe. I had the feeling she was undressing me with her eyes before turning and leaving. I must admit, as she walked out of the room, I wondered, again, what she looked like under those extremely professional clothes. A short time later, Holly returned with Jonathan in tow. She led him straight to the box, and looking around for me, and not seeing me, opened it and handed him the note. I was in the next room, but for some odd reason, did not make my presence known. I'm not usually a voyeur, but, I was curious to see what Jonathan's reaction to the stone was. He read silently, smiling occasionally, totally oblivious to his surroundings. Holly, on the other hand, was busy clasping the jewel around her neck, stealing glances at the tall, nerdy looking man beside her. I watched intently as her hands fumbled, first at the buttons of her blouse, opening it up so the stone rested directly on her skin, then cupping her small breasts, caressing them through the thin fabric. "This stone is supposed to have magic powers." Jonathan said, still reading, "It was created by a magician to make a Hindu princess love him" His eyes still glued to the page, he had missed the fact that Holly's blouse was now open to the waist, and that she had moved closer to him, rubbing her nipple against his arm. He kept droning on about the jewel until her hand rubbing against his crotch, brought him back to reality. Assuming he had inadvertently brushed against his fellow intern, he went to move away, then saw Holly's petite cleavage flanking the orange stone. His mouth dropped open as he blushed from throat to ears. Before he could react further, she flung her arms around his neck and thrust her tongue inside his mouth. This and the contact with her turgid nipples made the young man uncomfortably hard. His hands sought out her nipples and his palms massaged the dark pink buttons as she continued to assault his mouth with her tongue. Inexperienced, perhaps, but not totally stupid, he returned the favor, and their tongues began dancing back and forth, first, hers in his mouth, then his in hers. By now his hands had dropped enough for his left thumb to be rubbing her pointed nipple and his right arm was around her back, holding her close. Her hands dropped to his belt and she fought to drop his pants and boxers, freeing his now fully rigid cock. Backing up, she felt the table hit her thighs and, sitting she drew aside her panties. Releasing his tongue from her mouth, she throatily ordered him to fuck her, "hard and fast, Jonathan, hard and fast!" Releasing his grip on her back, Jonathan pushed the mushroom head of his cock into the slit between Holly's pussy lips. Pressing home, he slid effortlessly inside her well lubricated hole. Holly's legs wrapped around his waist, urging him deeper inside. Jonathan's hips moved back and forth, establishing a quick rhythm, punctuated by the slap, slap, slap of his thighs and balls bumping against the blonde's legs and ass. She grabbed his idle hands, and placing them on her breasts. "Pinch them! Pull them!" She said humping back against his invading manhood. He complied, gently at first, then with more authority. Tweaking, then stretching, the girls jutting nipples as she moaned her encouragement. Looking at Jonathan's face, I could see that he wasn't going to last much longer. Holly must have seen it too, for she egged him on, pleading for him to cum inside her. He looked down at Holly just before grunting loudly and shoving his hips toward her with a loud smack. Holding himself there, buried deep inside her, he grunted again...and again. The orgasmic grimace faded slowly and he pulled his cum and honey soaked member from the oozing lips of her hairless cunt. Unnoticed by both, the necklace had unsnapped and slid off Holly's chest. This must have broken the spell between the two as Holly looked across her semi-naked body at the glistening cock that had, just moments before emptied itself deep in her womb. "What the fuck did you just do?" she asked frantically. Jonathan, dumbstruck by the instant change in Holly's mood, could only apologetically reply, "I did what you asked?" Backing away, somewhat fearful of what Holly might do, Jonathan began to re-dress. Holly sat up, all the while looking down at her leaking pussy, unaware that her hand had covered the stone as she sat up. Lifting her gaze to Jonathan, she suddenly smiled, "Where are you going?" Thoroughly confused, Jonathan stuttered, " I...I thought you wanted me to leave.." "Not until you've gotten me off!" she answered, "Now come over here and get to work!" To help him make up his mind, she opened her legs and slid a finger inside her sperm soaked cunt and drew circles around her engorged clit, smearing the slick liquid all over the hood and the ultra-sensitive button. Tentatively stepping forward, Jonathan, still staring at the leaking lips, asked, "Do you want me to lick it?" "I don't care if you lick it, slap it, fuck it, or finger it! I want you to get me off!" Holly demanded, guiding the young mans hand to her hungry pussy. "Do whatever you want." It was then that Holly realized that the necklace had fallen off and she re-clasped it around her neck. A low moan escaped her lips as she ground her hips against Jonathans long, thin fingers. Grabbing his head, she guided it to her left breast, and, taking the hint, Jonathan engulfed the puffy nipple into his mouth, as his hand churned Holly's insides with long, slow strokes. Attempting to grab the other breast, Jonathan's hand slid onto the dangling stone. Feeling it's heat and power, he quickened the pace with his hand, slapping her cuntlips with his palm each time his fingers drove deep into her sopping pussy. "Oh, fuck, yes! Curl your fingers inside me!" Holly ordered, panting as the couples actions reached a fever pitch. "Yes! That's it! Ohh! Fuck!" Reaching out, she grabbed his juice slickened rod, pumping it in unison with his deep, quick finger strokes. "Don't fucking stop! I'm sooo close!" Jonathan obliged eagerly, curling his fingers deep inside the blonde's sopping pussy as he chewed on one nipple and mauled the other with his hand. His rough handling of Holly's erogenous zones sent her over the edge, with Holly came all over Jonathan's hand, her juices pooling on the table, mixing with the cum from his earlier orgasm. Pulling his wet hand from her, he tentatively licked his fingers, savoring the mixture of his and hers, slowly engulfing each digit as he looked down at Holly, smiling as he cleaned her essence from his long, lean fingers. Still hanging on to his rigid penis, Holly panted, "You can go now....if you want, or we can finish this off later" Her fingers slid off his well oiled pole, then inside and up the length of her slit, leaving a drop of liquid on her clit, before sucking the oily liquid from her finger. His shyness returning, Jonathan mumbled something about getting back to work, as he re-dressed. "Maybe we could get together after work." he said, hopefully, as he retreated from the catalog room. Before he left, Holly called to him as she wiped her abused cunt with her panties. "You can return these to me tonight at my place." she said as she tossed the cum soaked garment to the smiling young man. Holly spent the next couple of minutes dipping her fingers inside herself and sucking the viscous liquid off, still oblivious to my presence. After attaining another orgasm, she started to put herself back together. The Amulet I have been a servant since I was a young girl as was my mother and her mother. We have all worked for the Hyde-Jones family and they're home is the only home I have ever known. However here I sit in the mistress' bedroom in her large wing back chair with my feet up. While I am enjoying a hot cup of tea, Mrs. Hyde-Jones is between my legs with her face in my vagina cleaning the sperm of her oldest son from me. As I drink my tea and enjoy the tongue of my employer let me tell you of how this all came to pass. Mr. Hyde-Jones' business is importing but what he mainly imports is young women to be virtual chattels of the wealthy in this country. On one of his many trips to my home country where my mother was born and I conceived he decided to take the family. Of course, if the family is to go the help must go along, as the Mistress could never trust outside servants. They were in staterooms and we were in steerage yet still at their beck and call at any time of the day or night. I personally was sea sick almost the whole voyage yet I dare not let the Mistress ever find out. You cannot believe how glad I was to see landfall, then only to discover our accommodations on land were even worse. The family traveled the countryside while we were to stay in our rooms small and unbearable from the heat. One night another of the young servant girls and I snuck out to see the town. We sat at a small tea stand close by both thrilled and scared by our adventure. We talked over tea about the rudeness of our employers and laughed at their buffoonery. A boy came up to us and began talking and then without a thought of me my friend went off with him, begging me to wait there for her. I sat alone as the adventure lost its fun and that's when I noticed the hag sitting at the next table. "Young girl do not be afraid of me. I have been listening of your talk and I might have something to give you that will change your life." She went on to say that, she knew I wished to go with the boy and when she asked why he picked the other girl instead of me, I began to cry. Sobbing I said I was never the girl that the boys picked and it was because I was too fat, too dark, or just too ugly. The hag took pity on my sorrow and offered me something she had around her neck. She said it was an amulet of power and if I held it in my hand as I wished for the affections from someone that someone would want nothing else on earth more than me. I asked her why she would offer this to me, as I had no money to pay her for it. She answered that now that she was an old lady, she was no longer interested in having other people desirous of her. She went on to say the power would only work on people who had slighted me in any way. The other problem was that I would never achieve happiness and would end up old and alone like her. She offered to let me wear it just for that night and to try it on the boy who had shunned me for my friend. If I was unhappy with the results all I had to do was return it to the woman the next night. The woman put the amulet around my neck and hobbled off just as my friend came back with her new beau. I held the amulet in my hand as I wondered if the boy was a good kisser. She was laughing and talking to me about how much fun they had but he was just staring into my eyes. At last he stood up and came around the table to me, he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I must taste those lips, please pardon my forwardness." Then he kissed me and I returned his kiss with passion. He took my hand and said let us go, I turned to my friend who was sitting there with her mouth open, "You don't need to wait for me I'll get back to the hotel on my own." The boy and I went back to his flat where I gave him my virginity and he offered me his soul. He was a gentle lover and he serviced my needs for most of the night. I barely got back to my room before it was time to arise. I undressed then sat on my bed thinking of my adventures with the boy whose name I never learned. I could feel the embers of my passion began to build and I put my hand between my legs to quell the itch from within. I reached to touch my breast and when I felt the amulet, I realized I didn't need to be touching myself, I could have anyone. I looked over to see my friend stirring and when she looked up at me, she had hatred in her eyes. "How dare you steal my man and then just dismiss me as the Mistress would. I will never forgive..." She stopped in mid sentence as I held my charm and thought of her between my legs. Her breathing became heavy as she stared at my naked body. I told her my feet were tired from dancing all night and she asked me if she could massage them. I put my feet on my bed and spread my legs obscenely displaying my woman hood. She dropped to her knees in front of the bed and began rubbing my feet. I looked down at my gash and saw I still had my lovers issue oozing from deep inside me. I scooped a finger full and put it on my toes, telling her it was her reward. She sucked my toes as if they were coated in clotted cream. She looked to me with passion-filled eyes and I merely nodded my approval to allow her to worship at my sex. I had thought my night of sex with the boy was great but the feeling of her mouth and tongue on most private parts was fantastic. It was then that I knew I would never return my amulet to the old hag. Due to our morning dalliance, we were late for our breakfast duties. As punishment, we were sent to see the Mistress. She was clearly upset that we had disturbed her breakfast but as I held my amulet, I walked to her tray and helped myself to a piece of her toast. My partner in crime was in shock by my deeds but the Mistress dismissed her with a wave of her hand. After she left I dined on the Mistress's fare as she had my tangy vagina for her breakfast. As for our passage back home, I chose to move in with the eldest son. I enjoyed his suite and I enjoyed his body but most of all I enjoyed having him beg for the right to please me. It is amazing how much more pleasure there is in sailing from the top deck instead of below deck. I was actually disappointed when we arrived home. I thank the gods for delivering to me my amulet and maybe I'm not happy but I do know I am satisfied. The only question I can't decide is if the sex is more satisfying than the revenge I have been getting on the people who have wronged me. I do know I am having far too much fun now to worry about my lonely future.