Cherry is a perky witch with voluptuous figure and intensely red hair. Some years ago another witch drunkenly cast a dry spell on poor Cherry, and she hasn't had any dick ever since. Luckily Cherry and her best friend Jane found a magical amulet from a fair, and encouraged by the prospect of finally getting laid, Cherry has already matched with a few promising gentlemen on dating app Ember.
Her first date is with Mark, who is all he promised and after the sun sets, even more.
All characters are adults.
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We met in downtown, changed pleasantries and headed for a nearby Italian restaurant I've heard high praise about. Mark seemed like a decent fellow. He looked exactly like his profile photos- taller than me, tanned skin and dark hair. And you could see that he worked out a lot- those muscles surely needed constant upkeep. This could turn out to be a decent evening after that damn dry spell I had been under for ages. So far the amulet seemed to be working.
We ordered food- a nice seafood platter for me and a rare steak with veggies for Mark. As the day turned towards dusk, my appetite kept growing despite of all delicious food I had just devoured. Mark was everything he had claimed to be- athletic, funny, civilized and intriguing. And hotter than hell, it turns out.
"Soooooo, how about a night cap at my place? It's not far from here" I smile and play coy.
"Sounds marvelous. And as a gentleman I'd love to offer a lovely lady like yourself a ride on a chariot, by which I obviously mean a taxi", Mark replied and waved the waiter for a bill. I giggled, he paid for both of us and before I knew it we were sitting in a backseat of the chariot he mentioned. We sat in silence as his hand found my knee and almost absentmindedly drew circles on my inner thigh, reaching surprisingly high before the taxi stopped in front of my building. My knickers were drenched already and I could only suspect that I looked like a bitch in heat when my elderly neighbor passed us on the stairs, glaring at us.
I managed to find my keys amidst the kisses and panting and laughing and soon we got inside my apartment. As I closed the door behind us, Mark grabbed me and lifted me up, resting my back to the door. I wrapped my legs around his waist and gasped as I felt his cock against my butt. He laughed and kissed me intensely, probably leaving a plethora of hickeys on my neck. I didn't care, all I could think was finally getting laid.
"Where's the bedroom?" Mark asked, his voice lower than before.
I panted directions and let out small screams and bursts laughter as he carried me all the way to my bed. As I tried to pull myself together, laying on my bed he pulled my skirt up and gently caressed my pussy through my panties.
My completely and utterly soaked panties.
"Someone's eager", he muttered smiling and laid next to me, pushing his fingers under my completely useless panties and straight to my cunt, making me gasp with surprise.
"I - have to - tell you - something", I said, gasping every time his fingers penetrated me over and over again.
"Mm-hmm" Mark answered, continuing.
"I -- haven't -- had -- sex -- in -- a -- really -- long -- time"
"Mm-hmm"
"So -- please -- be -- gentle -- with -- me"
"You seem to be faring just well so far. But I'll bear that in mind" Mark answered an added a fourth finger without any resistance. Apparently my taste of larger dildos paid off.
Mark continued fucking me for a while and I continued loosing my mind to lust. When he pulled his fingers out and told me to strip I obeyed swiftly and marveled his body as the evening sun lighted it up. He glanced outside and returned his attention to me. And kept it there for the two exquisite hours he fucked me, with ridiculous stamina and skill. The four-fingered prepping wasn't for nothing- his dick was almost as large as my most ambiguous dildo. And he knew how to use it, and his fingers too. Not that I really needed any encouraging: I came twice by just sucking his cock. Those sexless years can really gather some pressure. He fucked me face to face with my legs over his shoulders, I rode him, he fucked me from behind, and after some negotiations I even let him fuck my ass, even though I really hadn't used those larger dildos there. I was madly in heat and the thought of letting him use every hole I had turned my legs into jelly. When he finally came, after fucking my previously tight asshole for what seemed like forever, I laid on the bed for a good while before staggering to the bathroom.
Afterwards we cuddled in my bed. The last rays of sunshine were long since gone and the streetlights shone through the thin curtains. I felt happy- thoroughly and well fucked but also embracing the moment of tenderness we shared. As I drifted towards sleep I thought about the possibility of a re-run in the morning and felt my pussy get soaked immediately. I had probably slept for a while as I felt Mark moving next to me, changing his position. He breathed heavily and I got a little worried- was he okay? I turned around to make sure that he was, but as my eyes met his I found no words.
Where Mark had been there was now a werewolf. I knew there were stories about werewolves but never had thought they were nothing but fiction. Even my spellbooks had nothing on werewolves, but here was one in my bed in the middle of the night.
