“Iknow you have more in there, Professor.” Her warm hands slip down to cup my sore balls. “These are still so full and so very heavy.”
After she tongues the scrotal raphe, she nuzzles the sac lovingly, gently burrowing her nose and lips into the soft skin between the testis.
“I am here to help you with that,” she murmurs before humming on my balls.
The vibrations cause me to inwardly moan. I’m breathing hard, both in desire and distress. I had come so much already. Surely it was biologically impossible to ejaculate any more.
I hate this. She’s topping me, and my dominate sexual psyche can barely stand it. What I would give to be able to slam my cock down the witch’s throat for what she’s put me through. I want nothing more than to control every orgasm of this breathtaking beauty. Human or witch. Goddess or devil. I want her writhing and screaming my name beneath me, begging me to let her come.
“I just want to bring you the pleasure you were promised when you summoned me,” she coos. “I want to give you the best orgasms of your life.”
She makes eye contact with me. I watch her lift a finger to her mouth and suck on it seductively. Her lavender eyes spark with mischief. She smiles and removes the overly wet finger from her mouth. The saliva dripping from it glistens in the moonlight.
“You’re going to love this.” Without further warning, she presses the slick fingertip into my anus.
A surprised growl rips from my throat, muted as it was. But it’s all I can do as she prods me deeper. I cannot tell her to stop. I cannot physically prevent her from violating my ass.
“Relax and trust the process.” she practically purrs, still maintaining eye contact. “Now be a good boy and let me in.”
She is hypnotizing me. Surely that is the only reason I give in to her lyrical demand. I feel like I’m falling into a pool of lilac petals. Soft and warm and fragrant. I exhale deeply, and my tension eases.
Her finger slips past the tight ring of muscle.
I know what she plans to do, but it is not something I have ever done before. And personally, on initial contact, I’m not feeling it. It’s uncomfortable, and I think I might piss myself. But I have no way to voice this complaint to her.
She smiles and, still compelling me to swim in the depths of her eyes, she wraps her lips around my head again. Her mouth and her gaze is promising pleasure, but I don’t believe her.
With her free hand around the base of my cock, she begins to pump her fist up and down the length and finger me at the same time. Her tongue glides along my shaft and teases at my frenulum.
Meanwhile, I try to control my breathing and find inner peace. If this is the worst she has planned for me at this time, then I needed to let go and just surrender to her will. While notthe most comfortable thing, the oral sex part was nice. I’ve never met anyone who could give head like this. Was it magic?
As the moments pass, I feel the initial discomfort giving way to warmth and pleasure. I don’t want to admit it to myself, but the sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever felt, and I’m ashamed by how good it feels.
The urge to come is building too fast.
My head spins as she swallows my swollen cock. And once again, I release my seed to her mouth. A new record for me.
I can feel her throat squeeze and constrict as she gulps every drop, and a shudder runs through me. I’ve come three times, and I feel like I can go all night now.
When she pulls back, I’m disappointed. That’s until she opens her gown and climbs on top of me. She groans as she eases herself down my thick cock and slowly impales herself.
“I’ve never had one quite as large as you...”
The absolute tightness and delicious friction alone, as her narrow channel envelopes me, is almost worth the hell she’s put me through tonight. But I lament that I’m still paralyzed. I want nothing more than to sink my fingers deep into the meat of her hips and ass and flip our perspectives. God in Heaven, I want to make her scream.
She begins to ride me with great fervor, bouncing her exquisite body so hard and fast that the rhythm of her full, milky breasts are all I can stare at. Moaning deeply, I can tell she’s close. And all I can do is gaze at her perfect tits, wishing I could lick and suck her taunt nipples.
“Yesss! So— SO good!” she cries out as her body begins to rock and quake, signifying her release. And I’m so turned on that I come for the fourth time. The space between us where we join becomes extra warm, indicating that I had filled her to the brim and my seed is leaking out the edges of her slick pussy lips.
Groaning and panting and clearly satisfied, the witch shudders as she slowly lifts off my cock. She stands above me in her glory, and I damn near orgasm again as I watch my cum drip down her perfect milky thighs. The sight makes me instantly hard.
How in the fuck?
“Mmm. Th-that was incredible,” she pants. “You’ve come so much, and you’re still rearing and ready to go. Congratulations, Professor Bove. I claim you as mine.”
Mine? What does she mean by that?
She drops to her knees again and licks her lips. “You’re now my prized bull, and I’m never letting you go. We’re going to have so much fun, collecting every last drop of that precious fluid of yours.”
