Witchy

  Finally the sun began to break through the fog as I continued to walk. Soon I could see the creepy willow trees, with green moss drooping down off the branches all around me. An outline of a figure came into view through the thinning fog, causing me to slow my pace as I tried to make out who it was.

  “Ravyn? Is that you?” I whispered.

  I felt a swift breeze go by and froze. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, my breathing became shaky. Two hands suddenly gripped my hips tightly, pulling me back a step. My heart stopped as my back pressed against a firm body.

  “Hello Lizzie,” Ravyn’s raspy voice whispered against my ear. Her hands slowly slid up to my breasts and pyfully massaged them. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

  I let out a sigh of relief while I captured her hands in mine, stopping her. “You scared me to death,” I breathed.

  “I know, I can hear your heart pounding like a jackhammer,” she ughed while pulling her hands free from mine. As soon as they were free, they were under my skirt, moving toward my inner thigh.

  I quickly spun around to face her, wrapping my arms around her neck. “Are you finally going to take me?” I nearly purred at the thought.

  “I don’t think you are ready for me just yet.”

  “But I am ready for you,” I pouted.

  “Are you now?”

  Her lips slowly trailed down my neck as her hands grabbed my bottom. I happily leaned into her touch. Her fangs pyfully nipped at the base of my neck, a pleasurable shiver ran down my spine. Her warm hands squeezed my ass, while her fingers crept closer to my back door. My desire quickly turned to nervousness, and I immediately backed away from her touch.

  I looked down at my feet, saddened by my reaction. “I guess I’m not as ready as I thought,” I whispered.

  “You will be soon enough,” she said, lifting my chin with her fingers.

  I could see the cockiness in her grin, and it made me cringe. I wanted her so badly, and I had just ruined my chance.

  “Don’t pout, my dear, it is unbecoming of you.” Ravyn took my hand in hers, leading me out of the fog.

  We came to a stop in front of a charming white picket fence, enclosing a cozy cabin with a gable roof and a rainbow-colored arched door. Two square windows fnked the entrance, while one half-moon window sat above the door. The air was filled with the sweet scent of lics, their bushes surrounding a vibrant flower garden that swayed gently in the breeze.

  The colorful door slowly opened. A petite young woman stood in the doorway, peering out at us. Her porcein skin seemed to glow under the natural light. Her bck dress hugged her thin body revealing her small curves.

  “Hi Ravyn. Who’s your friend?”

  “This is Lizzie. I would appreciate it if you took her in for the night. Would you do that for me, Witchy?” Ravyn asked.

  Witchy gave me a good hard once-over, seemingly satisfied with my appearance, she smiled. “She can stay,” she said, leaving the door wide open as she disappeared into the house.

  I turned, staring at Ravyn intently. “What do I have to do in return?”

  Ravyn ughed while opening the gate, gently nudging me in.

  I stopped as the gate closed behind me and turned. “Seriously, a little warning would be great here, Ravyn.”

  “You’re her guest. Be courteous and do whatever she wants,” she said before disappearing.

  “Of course, you would say that. Thanks a lot, Ravyn!” I grumbled as I walked to the door.

  Knocking softly before I entered, slowly closing the door behind me while I looked around at the surprisingly cozy home. A small kitchen, with room for a dining table and two chairs. A living room with a couch and a small TV, and stairs that lead to an open loft above.

  Witchy approached, looking me over. “From the looks and smell of it, Mummy had a good time with you,” she said with a bit of a grin.

  “Yeah, I’m sorry. Maybe I could use your shower?” I asked, feeling utterly embarrassed.

  “Don’t be embarrassed or sorry. We’ve all been there and done that,” she said with a bit of ughter.

  “So, you do have a shower I can use?” I asked.

  She nodded and quickly led me up the stairs.

  The loft was one open room, a white cwfoot tub with a purple and bck flowered shower curtain wrapped around it. Her bed had nearly identical colors and patterns with lots of pillows. A vanity table with a lighted mirror and small chair butted up against the wall on the opposite side of the tub. It was very nice and felt really comfortable.

  “Do you cook?” she asked.

  “Oh, umm no, I’m not much of a cook,” I said.

  “Brownies sound good, can you make those?” She asked.

  “Sure, I can make brownies,” I said, feeling like I had no other choice.

  “Good. Give me your clothes, I’ll get them washed for you,” she said while turning the water on for me, then stood there waiting for me to get undressed.

  “Oh, okay.” I ughed nervously.

  I hated getting undressed in front of anyone, but my gut told me she would soon see every little bit of me anyway. With that thought, I quickly stripped and handed her my three pieces of clothing. Her wondering eyes and bright smile were enough to know she was very much enjoying the view.

  “Great, I’ll bring you some towels and dig up something for you to wear.”

  “Thank you,” I said before stepping into the tub, closing the shower curtain. The hot water felt amazing, and her soap smelled so good as I washed the dirty feeling away.

  “How’s it going in there?” she called out.

  “Good,” I nervously called back.

  The shower curtain opened slightly. Witchy peeked in, her eyes staying directly on my ass. “I’ll put the towels right here for you, and your outfit is on the bed,” she said.

  “Thank you so much. This feels so amazing after my day here,” I breathed.

  “You’re welcome. Head downstairs when you finish up,” she said with a smile.

  The time was ticking away while I stood under the hot water, finally feeling fresh, clean, and rexed. My mind soon began to wonder what I would have to endure for all her hospitality.

  “Whatever she wants,” I sighed, remembering Ravyn’s words to me before she disappeared.

  I turned the water off, peeking into the room before grabbing a towel, quickly drying off, then wrapped it tightly around my body. I stepped out, noticing my so-called outfit and a note on the bed. I picked up the note:

  Lizzie,

  Help yourself to anything you need in the vanity. Dinner will be ready in one hour. Wear the apron when you come down.

  Witchy

  I ran my hand over the white cooking apron, feeling a bit defeated. “Maybe she just has a good sense of humor,” I said to myself as I went to investigate the vanity.

  I shrugged while looking at myself in the mirror. “I may as well look good for my gracious host,” I said quietly before scavenging for everything I needed to look beautiful. I worked quickly to dry and straighten my hair for her. Then, I started on my makeup.

  Finally, when I was satisfied, I walked to the bed, dropped my towel, and put the apron on. No matter how many times I wrapped the strings around my waist or how tight I tied it, my ass was never going to be covered. This was her pn all along. I shrugged and looked in the mirror, shocked at how good I looked in the apron. I nodded in approval.

  “OK, Lizzie, whatever you do, don’t bend over. I probably won’t be wearing it long anyway. Everything will be fine,” I said, giving myself a pep talk.

  I started down the stairs; whatever she was cooking smelled delicious. The table was set for two: white wine and candlelight. Moving closer, I peeked over her shoulder, seeing the pasta; my stomach made its hunger known. “It smells incredible,” I said.

  She turned to look at me, seeing my hair straight; her smile widened. “You look and smell fantastic! Have a seat; it’s about done,” she said.

  I moved to the chair, noticing her eyes following my bare ass. It was kind of cute how she enjoyed the view. When I sat down, her eyes turned back to the food. I can’t say I didn’t enjoy the attention; it was quite nice.

  After a couple of minutes, she approached, setting a pte of chicken Alfredo in front of me then sat across from me.

  “This looks amazing!” I said, nearly drooling over the food.

  “I figured you could use a good meal after the day you’ve had,” she smiled.

  “I definitely do, thank you,” I said with a smile

  We ate in silence; I was too busy devouring the delicious meal to say anything. Soon it was gone, and I drank plenty of wine with it.

  “Oh my god, that was so good! Thank you!”

  Witchy smiled and picked up the bottle of wine, “More?”

  I nodded quickly, knowing the wine would rex me just enough to get through anything.

  “So, why has Ravyn invited you into our world?” she asked while filling our gsses.

  “I don’t really know for sure. She keeps telling me to let go of my fears or something like that. It’s really hard to concentrate when she is near me.”

  “What do you fear?” She asked.

  “Umm… Love and sex. I have a friend back home who I want, badly, but I’m afraid that if I give in, I’ll lose her,” I said.

  She nodded while listening intently. “Or you might lose her when she gets tired of hearing you say no,” she said while taking the ptes into the kitchen.

  Her words made me worry even more about the situation, and I quickly followed her. “You really think she would give up like that?” I asked, nearly in a panic.

  “It is possible, even if she loves you the way you love her. She could get tired of being turned down and move on,” she said.

  “I never said I love her,” I insisted.

  “You don’t have to say it. The look in your eyes when you talk about her says it all,” she said while washing the pte, then handing it to me to dry.

  “Ugh, I do love her. I think about her all the time. I want to say yes, but I’m scared she only wants to fuck me, and then she’ll leave me,” I admitted.

  “If she loves you, then she won’t. I mean, look at you. Once she gets a taste of you, she’s not going anywhere. Why do you think she just wants a fuck anyway?” She asked.

  “Because that’s her thing, or it used to be. She swears she hasn’t been with anyone since we started hanging out, but why would she give up sex if that’s what she loves?” I wondered aloud.

  “Because she found someone she loves more than sex. Why don’t you believe her?”

  “There’s nothing about me that would make her stop having sex, and I don’t have much experience to keep her interested if I did say yes,” I said.

  Witchy ughed loudly while moving closer. I turned to face her carefully, keeping my bare bottom out of her sight.

  “Why are you ughing at me?” I worried.

  “She obviously loves you, and she is obviously waiting for your love in return,” she said.

  “That’s why you’re ughing at me?” I asked.

  She grabbed the clean ptes, putting them in the cabinet next to me. Then she turned, shaking her head. “I’m ughing because you can’t see why you are here. You will be more than experienced after this journey, so worrying about that is ridiculous. The funny part is how you worry about her fucking other people, but here you are enjoying all of your fantasies without ever saying no. That’s a bit of a double standard, don’t you think?”

  “Maybe you’re right,” I said, turning away from her, not wanting her to see my pouting face.

  I wasn’t surprised when her hands caressed my ass. Suddenly her finger slid over my slit. My body tensed, breath catching with her intimate touch. I never thought she would move so quickly, but I may as well get it over with.

  She quickly untied my apron, pulling it off, and tossed it aside, she pushed me against the counter. I happily leaned over, sticking my ass out for her. She slowly dropped to her knees, sliding her long tongue all the way down my ass crack, before swirling pyfully at my wet opening, then plunged deep inside of me.

  My body was putty in her hands. My hips rolled as her tongue worked in and out, flicking, and doing magical circles inside of me.

  My breathing quickened between my loud moans as she worked me closer to climax. It felt so good, I never wanted her to stop. I couldn’t control myself as I reached down and began stroking my clit.

  Intense pleasure coursed through my body, my knees weakened and began to buckle, pressing her tongue even deeper. I cried out as the orgasm ripped through me.

  After a moment, she pulled away as I clung to the counter, trying not to colpse to the floor in a ball.

  Witchy gave my ass a firm smack, then turned to grab her gss of wine.

  I gnced with blurry vision, surprised to see her wearing only peach bikini panties. She was thin with very small breasts, and the cutest ass ever. It was tiny yet, tight, and shapely. I wanted to hold it in my hands and squeeze it.

  When she turned back something else caught my eye. Her clit was pressing against her panties, and it was big. I wanted to reach out and touch it.

  I moved closer, Witchy looked nervous, but my curiosity was unstoppable. Sliding my hand under her soft panties, trapping her long, hard clit between my index and middle finger. I couldn’t believe how big it was, and I didn’t want to stop pying with it as we stood there. I kissed her thin, soft lips tenderly while slowly stroking her clit.

  “Why don’t I take care of this for you?” I breathed against her lips.

  She nodded and wasted no time pulling me up the stairs, where she flopped back on the bed. I crawled on the bed with her and slowly pulled her panties down. Her erect clit popped free. I stared at it, imagining all the possibilities, the sight alone had me incredibly turned on.

  I began rubbing, stroking, and pulling at her clit. It got harder with every stroke and it seemed to grow, both in length and girth. I stopped and stared at her now massive dick shaped clit. It was like her own magical dildo. It was so big now that there was absolutely no way it was going inside me.

  “Do you like it?” She whispered.

  “Umm, it’s too big for me. But I do like it,” I said trying to be nice.

  “Oh, I can adjust as we go,’ She assured me.

  “Is this normal for you?” I asked as my curiosity peaked.

  She ughed while shaking her head. “It’s magic,” she ughed.

  “You’re like a magical futa witch,” I joked, watching her smile widely.

  With my worries eased I straddled her, and slowly started to grind against the shaft of her magical clit. She reached up, massaging my breasts, pinching my nipples between her fingers. My wetness was quickly growing, coating her clit. When I felt her size changing beneath me, I knew she wanted more.

  Her hands left my breasts, moving down my sides, then around my hips, grabbing my ass cheeks she pulled me forward slightly, causing her clit to press between my wet lips. Lifting my hips, I guided the tip inside me.

  I let out a gasp, and a soft moan, as I steadied my body, not ready to take all of her yet.

  Her hands moved to my hips, gripping tightly, her finger nails dug into my tender skin as she forced my hips back down, making me take every inch of her. My body tensed with pain and pleasure as my breath caught.

  Her eyes were gzed with desire, as her hips rolled slowly. After a minute her thrusts became short and fast. My small boobs bounced with her movements, and my hips began to move with her own.

  It didn’t take long until I was lost in ecstasy, unable to work my hips with hers as she moved even faster. I tried to hold out and make this amazing sensation st, but the heat and pressure were quickly becoming unstoppable.

  My panting, whimpering, and the squishing of my extreme wetness, drowned out the noise of her hips spping against me. My hips shuddered against her as the orgasm surged through me, my walls squeezed around her as she slowly pulled out.

  My body colpsed on top of her, nuzzling her neck. My body trembled with rolling aftershocks.

  Finally, after a few minutes I began to catch my breath.

  “Turn around,” she commanded with a hard sp on my ass.

  My head popped up, staring at her in confusion.

  “Come on, spin around,” she said, twirling her finger in the air.

  I reluctantly followed her command, carefully repositioning my body. My knees rested on the bed at either side of her head.

  She quickly grabbed my hips, guiding my still dripping pussy down to her awaiting tongue. I jerked, and moaned loudly when her long, hot tongue licked up all of my juices then slowly twirled around my clit.

  I stared down at her now small clit. Without hesitation, I leaned forward, my lips slid over her clit, my tongue teasing while sucking. While her own tongue fluttered over my clit.

  Soon our bodies rocked in one continuous wave of pleasure. Her tongue suddenly left my body as her hands roamed over my ass, her finger gliding over my back door, rubbing gently. Then without warning, she shoved her tongue inside me, and pushed her finger into my ass at the same time.

  The sudden new sensations caused me pull my lips away letting the breathy moan escape. I pushed two fingers inside her, moving them in and out with an urgent need to bring her to climax with me. Our moans grew louder, faster, as our bodies moved as one.

  Finally, we orgasmed in unison.

  I rolled off of her, lying next to her, enjoying my blissful state.

  “Thank you, Lizzie. I needed that,” she said before rolling onto her side.

  I stared at her cute little ass for a moment, still smiling. My hand gliding over her ass, rubbing gently. To my surprise, she didn’t move. So I sat up, peering over her body, to find her dead asleep.

  “Wow, that was fast,” I whispered to myself with a tiny giggle. Then I rolled over and got comfy, quickly falling asleep.