“Oh, Lord Harrow, save my soul.” Megan moaned and panted. “Oh, please… please keep on fucking me.”
“Yes, my dear.” Harrow grunted as his hips slammed into her. “We have the day and all of the night if need be.”
“Yes, fuck me all night and all day.” Megan slurred, her sanity mislaid by the body quaking bliss coursing all over her.
Then Harrow leaned over her and raised her legs up. He placed her ankles over his broad shoulders and she gasped, bent in half with him pressing down on her hard, all the while humping away. Harrow pinned her down as he rammed into her hard. It was a good thing Megan was a light eater, or she surely would have thrown up her breakfast under the pressure he was bringing down on her. The platform vibrated slightly as Harrow threw back his head and roared. His orgasm exploded deep inside the Megan’s virgin nineteen year old pussy. She grabbed his head; digging her nails into his rich luxuriant scalp as her third orgasm ripped through her. He squashed down on her, still holding her legs over his shoulders as his body shook violently.
After a while of mind altering bliss and tranquility, Harrow eased down and slithered off her. His big hard cock dripped with the slippery juices of their combined orgasms. Megan felt like a great weight had lifted off her. As if she really had been saved, though deep down she knew all that was just superstition and mindless belief. It was the carnal satisfaction that was a revelation to her and Megan began to crave for more of it.
“Is my soul truly saved, my lord?” She looked up at him as he sat winded beside her.
“By heaven, you are a most amazing young woman, Megan.” He smiled and dabbed at his perspiring brow with his robe. “Indeed your soul is on the path of salvation. We must continue with the ritual for a week, just as we must with Sondra.”
Megan smiled with satisfaction as she watched him breathing heavily beside her. She felt a strange elation to have found such pleasure in something she feared for so long. She had her cousin, Sondra, to thank for this and she glanced up at her standing beside the acolytes. Sondra gave her a wide smile and held pure happiness in her green eyes for her. It was going to be a wonderful week for the two of them there at the Harrow Estate. She didn’t care about her modesty any longer as she spread her legs wide in front of the others and began to play with her tingling pussy, aching for it to be filled again with more hard cock soon.
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Story Eleven
The wind was biting cold as it swept across the grasslands, making the rain spatter against her face. Synelle DeBeers hugged her rough spun cloak tighter around her narrow shoulders as she walked swiftly toward the tree-line ahead. Under the canopy of the trees, a cloaked figure stood there waiting for her. The leaves of the trees did little to keep the rain away but her contact didn’t seem to care. It had been raining all day and the evening was not any different. Streaks of bright lightning flashed overhead and Synelle shuddered as she reached the awaiting figure.
“You have the rest of my fee, fair Synelle?” The hooded figure asked in a melodious voice that gave away her gender.
Synelle reached inside her cloak and removed a small leather pouch from under her skirt. Handing the purse over to the hooded woman before her, she said, “That’s all the gold I have, Madam Regina.”
“This will do nicely,” the hooded woman nodded as she hefted the pouch and smiled at the dull clinking sound its contents made. “Did you put the potion into his drink as I bade you?”
“Yes, I did… into his wine, at lunchtime.” Synelle nodded apprehensively.
The other woman, still hooded, held out a small vial of red viscous liquid. “Here, you must drink this… and then follow me to my hidden cottage and wait for him to come to you there.”
Synelle felt tendrils of excitement run though her slim form as she accepted the love potion with trembling hands. She was a young woman of nineteen and employed in the Queen’s service as a chamber maid at the royal palace. Her hair was a luxuriant raven black and fell to her slim hips. She had a rather plain face and grey, narrow eyes. Very slender of body, with not much to offer in the form of breasts and hips, nothing really to attract the nobility with but she could sense when some of the knights and squires in the King’s service gave her looks of longing. Her sights though, were set on one man alone. Sir Hadrian of Trashton; a valiant knight of honor in the King’s court. He, however, did not care for her as much as he did for the Queen. Synelle had grown impatient waiting for his affections, despite having tried many subtle ways. She finally resorted to the promises of sorcery and love potions.
Regina La Sedeucia was one who held such promise for desperate seekers of love like her. She hurriedly followed the hooded woman though the darkening woods along the path leading to her hidden cottage, understandably far away from the high stone walls of the kingdom. The practitioner of mystical arts was known to be a woman of rounded curves and exotic beauty, probably in her mid twenties. Synelle had heard of her being described to have flaming red hair and sharp green eyes on an ivory white face of enticing beauty. But her supposed knowledge of the arcane arts and rumors of her allegiance with demons kept prospective suitors at bay.
The path they took winded and meandered for quite a bit, and Synelle couldn’t help feeling a tad anxious about her wellbeing. She didn’t know this woman at all and out of her obsessive desperation she had paid this sorceress with all over her saved gold and was now going with her to god knows where.
“There’s my little cottage.” Regina waved at a modest hovel that seemed to grow out of the tress surrounding them. “Come on in.”
Synelle shivered at the prospect, but followed the other woman in, for her hopeless need enveloped her fears.
Once inside the dark cottage and away from the rain, Regina drew back her hood and threw off her cloak. Synelle gasped at the beauty of the woman. What ever she heard was not enough. The woman indeed had flowing hair that blazed the color of raging embers and her eyes glittered like emeralds that studded the Queen’s crown. Her face was sculpted perfection and Synelle felt a very cold chill run down back wondering if the rumor that she had sold her soul to the demons in exchange for this otherworldly exquisiteness was true.
Regina surprised her further as she stripped off the satin gown she wore and attired herself with strips of silk and thongs of leather. Instead of concealing her full breasts and rounded hips, the thrifty attire highlighted the voluptuous sorceress’ womanly splendor. Synelle stared open mouthed at the near naked woman before her and felt a strange desire she had never felt before. Regina’s red pubic hair was a fiery flame over her bald pussy slit and the older woman had a naughty smile at the obvious discomfiture on Synelle’s ashen face. The sorceress pouted her full red lips at her as she playfully fingered herself.
“Do you feel shame to see me like this, my pretty?” Regina teased and Synelle felt a deep blushed color her cheeks.
“No, not at all.” She stammered, trying hard to not stare at those beautiful bouncing breasts. “It just that I have never seen…”
“So beautiful a woman naked before?” Regina threw back her flaming head and laughed. “Ah, my sweet Synelle, you are about to feel what it is to be a woman in this world… this world was made for us, my love. We women are the only ones who can take complete satisfaction from it.”
“I… I just want Sir Hadrian…” She managed to stutter. “I don’t need the world…”
“Oh, you will, whether you want it or not.” Regina swayed her luscious hips in a hypnotic dance before her. “Now drink up. Hadrian will be here any moment now. The enchantment will lead him here… and for the spell to work in full; you must drink the potion too.”
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sp; “Yes, I must.” Synelle nodded, feeling a rush of excitement go through her. She pulled off the stopper to the vial and emptied the liquid into her mouth. The taste was like honey and mint and it did make her feel lightheaded. But that was the magic of it, she told herself and turned her attention back to the near naked beauty standing before her.
Synelle shook her head to clear it. It seemed as if the love potion was taking effect instantly. Regina began to look more and more irresistible to her. She licked her lips at the sight of the woman’s pure perfection. The lovely face was heart shaped yet gave off strength, framed beautifully by her fiery red curls and her green eyes were sharp and imposing. With a nose that was straight and high, and lips so full and red, Regina seemed to fill her mind completely.
Her eyes followed Regina’s perfect swan like neck down to her wide and rounded shoulders. Regina’s lovely breasts were flawless mounds of sinuous, vivacious softness and her taut belly and slender waist flared out into shapely wide hips. The magnificence continued further to her long, sensual legs. As she drank in the sorceress beauty with her eyes, Synelle could feel an insatiable heat of desire rising up within her. Her belly tightened and then fluttered, and her knees went weak when Regina took a step towards her with a seductive sway in her walk.
“What’s happening to me?” She whispered to the sorceress. “What have you done to me? Why am I feeling so drawn to you… oh, why is your naked body making me feel so strange?”
“Maybe you desire the love of a woman as much as you do a man…” Regina’s voice echoed inside her head. “Maybe the love potion has lessened your inhibitions and freed all of your suppressed desires.”
Synelle gasped and pressed herself back toward the wooden wall of the little cottage. Regina moved in closer to her and laid her hands on her frugal clothing. She watched in awestruck silence as the seductive sorceress peeled away all her clothes until she was as naked as the goddess-like woman before her.
“Release your fears as you do your desires, sweet Synelle.” Regina’s hot breath felt good on her bare skin. “You must be ready for him when he comes… the love potion is very potent and he will not stop until he has had full satisfaction of you. Is that not what you desire the most?”
“Y-yes, I do… I do.” Synelle whimpered as the older woman’s delicate hands caressed her neck and shoulders.
Regina was smiling as she slid her hand under her hair and cupped the back of her neck. The sorceress drew Synelle closer and her moist mouth met hers. Synelle took a sharp breath of air at the sensation of another woman’s mouth on her own. She opened her mouth wide to give the sorceress more access. Regina’s warm tongue slid inside and teased hers. Synelle felt the other woman’s snaking tongue explore her mouth, sending strange impulses through her body that made her twitch and jerk. She stiffened when Regina released her from the kiss and moved her hungry mouth down her neck, nibbling and pecking as she went lower.
Synelle moaned out loudly as the sorceress went lower still, leaving a trail of her saliva from her neck down to the modest slope of her breast. She had small breasts but her nipples were puffy and overly sensitive. Her body jerked as a jolt went through her when Regina’s mouth took her entire swollen nipple in. The sorceress’ tongue swirled around sensitive area and her teeth gently nipped the taut nipple. Synelle gasped and grabbed at Regina’s head as the older woman sucked wildly on her aching breast.
“Uhhh.” Synelle whimpered. “Maad-aam Reg-een-ahhh… oohhh.”
Regina didn’t answer as her busy mouth slid even lower, planting deep kisses over her belly button and settling hungrily over Synelle’s wet and aching pussy. She didn’t know that another woman could have given her pleasure like this. She didn’t resist as sensations more intense than when she played with herself thinking of Sir Hadrian shot through her. Synelle pressed back against the wall and lifted her legs over Regina’s shoulders as the flamed haired woman went down on all fours before her. She thrust her pussy upward, pushing more of it into the sorceress’ eager mouth.
Regina pulled her away from the wall and Synelle was laid down on her back, gasping and panting. The strange smoothness of the floor felt good on her naked back and buttocks. Her slender body quivered and trembled like a leaf in a windstorm when her first orgasm exploded all over her strange lover’s mouth. Barely had Regina pushed her legs wide apart then planted hungry kisses on her inner thighs and lapped at her swollen clitoris, Synelle let herself go. Regina squealed in delight as she savored Synelle’ outburst of juices. The sorceress intensified her sensual attack, showing the years of experience she had in this sort of naughty little adventures. Synelle felt content to lay there, spread out and at the mercy of the older woman to treat her as if she were a little plaything.
Synelle sighed and looked downward at Regina’s long pink tongue as it skirted over her sloppy slit with teasing strokes, making her stiffen and rake her nails across the wood floor. The flame haired sorceress certainly knew what she was doing. She didn’t understand why she was letting this woman do this to her or even why she was suddenly lusted for the woman, but it mattered little now as she discovered a new and more satisfying means of pleasure. Regina sucked on Synelle’s clitoris passionately and sent waves of stimulating jolts through her. If the woman carried on in that manner, Synelle was sure that her second release would escape her soon. But Regina released her throbbing pussy and moved up her shivering body. She felt a deep kiss above her mound, another on her navel and a third between her breasts before Regina’s hot mouth slobbered all over her face.
“Mmh, you are certainly a most juicy morsel, Synelle.” Regina whispered into her ear. “I feel like keeping you here with me and savor you forever.”
“Regina, you’ve set me on fire…” Synelle moaned. “Oh, please, I want to have some of your pussy, as much as you have had mine.”
“Mmmhh, a little patience, my darling.” The sorceress pressed down on Synelle’s tiny breasts and greedily kissed her big sensitive nipples.
Synelle gasped as the woman spread her warm saliva all over her small and tender globes. The older woman pressed her naked body against Synelle’s and came sliding upward with her mouth stopping over hers. Synelle didn’t dither; she hungrily kissed those rose red lips, sucking on the fullness. She pushed her tongue in and met Regina’s in a wild and sensual dance inside her mouth.
The sorceress pulled away from her and slid even higher. Her lush round breasts bumped into Synelle’s face with the swollen nipples resting on her salivating mouth. Synelle reached up and grasped the ripe and tender pillows of softness; her first time touching a woman’s breasts as she sucked hungrily on Regina’s swollen nipples in turns. The sorceress arched her back and moaned loudly even as she pushed her soft breasts further down over Synelle’s face.
“Regina, oh... oh… oh!” Synelle whimpered, between mouthfuls of slick and squashy breasts. “I never knew this…”
“Yes, and now you know… we will now make all of your naughty dreams come true.” Regina smiled wickedly and pushed herself up. She scrambled over Synelle as her wet pussy and slippery thighs glided up over Synelle’s trembling body. Her dripping pussy left a trail of her love juices over Synelle’s quivering belly and her small breasts and came to an enticing stop before Synelle’s surprised face. The sorceress threw her head back and laughed as she straddled Synelle’s slender chest with her lush buttocks squeezed together on her breasts and her wet pussy yawning invitingly before Synelle’s open mouth.
Synelle closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her nostrils flared at the heady scent of another woman’s pulsing arousal. She tentatively flicked her tongue out, touching the tip of it on Regina’s throbbing clitoris. The sorceress moaned out loud as she leaned back and thrust more of her hot pussy towards Synelle’s captivated face. She licked wildly and sucked hard on the rosy lips of the sorceress pussy. Synelle’s greedy tongue swirled over the other woman’s throbbing clitoris and Regina churned her sexy hips gently over her chest. Regina tweaked her
own clit and moaned as Synelle continued her lapping of the luscious pussy over her face, sticking her tongue deep inside her. Synelle found it quite pleasurable for Regina when she stuck her tongue deep inside her hot pussy. And when she added a finger along with her tongue, the beautiful sorceress screamed out with body shaking pleasure.
“Oh, Synelle… you are getting good at this.” The redhead panted as her body trembled with lust.
“Yes, Oh, yes!” Synelle nodded with her mouth full of moist pussy. “I am quite a fast learner.”
“We should sixty nine, my darling…” Regina gasped as Synelle’s jabbed her tongue in deeper. “I want to eat your sweet pussy as you eat mine.”
Like an adept dancer, Regina flipped her ravishing body around and knelt over her face with her own face hovering over Synelle’s wide spread. Lashing tongues, nibbling teeth and lips sucking hard in tune with one another on their very wet and hot pussies and throbbing clits felt like heaven. Synelle enjoyed the sensations she got from Regina rubbing her crotch into her face as much as she rubbed hers into the redhead’s. Then Regina moaned out aloud as she lifted her face off Synelle’s crotch. She could tell that the sorceress was going to release pretty soon. She felt the other woman’s belly clench and quiver over her own. She wanted Regina to release herself, to squirt her love juice over her face. Synelle’s felt a thrill go all through her at the anticipation of getting drenched with Regina’s sweet pussy juices. She didn’t have to wait for long as Regina whimpered as if she was frightened. It was quite sharply at odds to the characteristic of a powerful woman she portrayed, and for a moment Synelle felt she was the one in control of the situation. That inspired her to increase her oral ministrations on the ecstatic woman, lapping and slurping away at her hot and trembling pussy. Synelle felt the sorceress’ belly tremble violently and clench as it freed the stress inside. The other woman’s orgasm gushed out like a hot spring over Synelle’s surprised face.
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