It's Just Magic

This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental. All characters involved in any sexual activity are over the age of 18. Medical references are fictional and contrived to enhance the story. This is a multi-part story. Part One introduces you to Matthew, his Father, and his circumstances. I strongly suggest that you read the parts in order.

It is obviously a fantasy, please suspend reality when reading this. I hope you enjoy this story. Constructive criticism is always welcome.

It's Just Magic - Part Two

"Thank you. That was good," she said. Then she went up on tiptoes to kiss me on the cheek. This also caused her breasts to press against me. Then she led the way out of the shower.

I was already fully erect once again, but if I hadn't been, watching her naked body move would have instantly had me fully aroused. Then she surprised me again by taking the towel and drying off my body. She hung the wet towel on my rigid erection and laughed before putting it on the rack.

Then she handed me the other towel. It didn't take a genius to understand the plan, and I happily dried off her body. Then she grabbed both robes, swung them over her shoulder, and walked bare-ass-naked down the hall toward my room. I was flabbergasted, but followed after a second.

When she reached my room she walked in and sat on my bed. When I hesitated she patted the space beside her. "You did very well for your first time. You paid attention to what pleased me and focused your attention on that. With a little experience and guidance, you will become a wonderful lover."

Experience? Guidance? Was she saying what I thought she might be saying?

"I enjoyed the kisses on my neck and shoulder. Come here." Celine took me into her arms, pulled me against her naked breasts, and kissed me. I had never really kissed a girl, not in a passionate way. This was a whole new revelation. Our kiss started warm and gentle. Then I felt her tongue as it lightly caressed my closed lips. I opened them to feel her tongue as it danced gently with mine. This was like having sex, but you could do it with your clothes on.

The passion of our kiss, or kisses I wasn't sure how to classify it, grew and grew. Our tongues were dancing and swirling together when she suddenly sucked my tongue into her mouth. I moaned and thought I might cum from the sensation. "You like that!" She said, then she resumed her passionate kisses. She was also rubbing her perfect breasts against my chest. Soon we were both reclining on my bed.

"I like your chest hair," she said. "It's just enough to tickle my nipples, but you don't look like a hairy beast." Then Celine rolled on top of me, allowing her breasts to dangle in front of my face. "Suck on them, I know that you have been wanting to. Be gentle and make love to my breasts."

I didn't have to be asked twice; she was right that I had been imagining having her succulent breasts in my mouth since I first saw them. I caressed her breasts, I sucked one nipple and then the other one into my mouth. I played with her distended nipple, lightly allowing my teeth to brush against them. "Oh, yes! You will be a wonderful lover!"

She rolled to the center of my bed spreading her arms and legs in an unmistakable invitation. "I'm not prepared," I said reluctantly.

"And you're a good man," she said. "This is going to be your first time, right?" I nodded. "So you do not have any diseases. I have been tested recently, so I don't either. I'm on the pill, so pregnancy is not an issue. We can do this bareback. Now come here."

I crawled between her legs, preparing to move into position. "Would you like to do something that will drive me absolutely wild?" she asked.

"Of, course. I will do anything to please you."

"Lick my pussy. Use your mouth and tongue to do what you were doing earlier with your fingers. The sensations are absolutely incredible. When I start my orgasm, please enter me with your lovely cock. As you pump me full of your cock, my orgasm will continue on and on and on. Take as long, or as little time, as you wish, but fill me with your cum. Can you do that for me?"

"It will be my pleasure." I gushed.

"Actually, I'm sure that it will be both our pleasure."

I lay on my stomach and extended my tongue, allowing it to trace her slit from bottom almost to the top. I didn't know what I expected, but her taste was light with a trace of the musky flavor of the aroma of her sexual desire. I liked it! In fact, I loved the taste; and I loved the way Celine moaned and moved as my tongue moved on her sex.

I ran my tongue along her pussy slit again and again. Celine was humping and moaning. "Please! Deeper! Don't tease me!"

I pressed my tongue into her pussy slit and pulled it up between her lips. I was surprised by how much of her juices accumulated on my tongue. "Oh, yes. Please!" She cried.

I delved even deeper into her as I traced the length of her sex. I made sure to continue all the way to the apex of her slit. "Yes! Oh, yes! Make little Celine cum and cum and cum! Please?" The last was a request. Was this beauty begging for me to make her cum?

After a few more long strokes I began to concentrate on licking her clitoris and swirling my tongue around her sensitive little nub. Then I tried sucking on it, and she lurched and began to flail. That was my cue. I shifted position and pressed my virgin cock against her opening. I pushed forward and my cock was engulfed in the most beautiful, fantastic, amazing, wet, warm sensation known to man.

She was pumping and humping against me, so I began to match her movements. My cock slid through her velvety vaginal canal as I pumped myself into her. My body responded automatically to the sensations programed into us for millions of years. I drove my manhood deep into her spasming core again and again until I was carried to a place where nothing exists except for the two of us and our joining. Then I was filling her with my seed. Every stroke caused me to pump more and more of my essence into her depths.

I was covered in perspiration as I collapsed onto Celine's breasts. Then, realizing that I weigh significantly more than her, I slipped to her side, draping an arm and a leg over her body. Her breasts were heaving as she relaxed from her orgasms. Then she shook all over.

"Are you OK?" I asked worriedly.

"I'm fine. Actually, I'm better than fine."

"But you shook like you were having a seizure or something."

"After I have had a particularly powerful orgasm I will do that, sometimes more than once. I don't know what the technical name is, but I call them 'aftershocks'. It is like an echo of the orgasm that I just experienced. Not as powerful, but still pleasant."

"So you had a good orgasm?"

"Absolutely. You did just what I needed, and did a little improvisation on it. You had me so totally aroused that I could barely stand it; then you gave me one of the best orgasms of my life. You were wonderful. And my contractions were ripping through me and your cock was plunging deep inside me and my orgasms just kept coming and coming and coming. I could actually feel your semen shooting into me, I don't often experience that. I knew that you would be a good lover, and you certainly were.

"Can I just curl up around you?" Celine asked.

I was dumbstruck. This beauty had experienced a wonderful climax with me and now she wanted to spend the night with me! "I would love that. I love the feel of your naked body against mine."

I could feel her naked breasts pressed against my back and I could hear her deep, rhythmic breathing behind me. I replayed everything about my time with Celine in my mind again and again. I never wanted to forget a single moment.

It was still dark and my mind was foggy when I awakened. It took several seconds for my brain fog to clear and for me to understand what was happening. But I could hardly believe my own mind. Somebody (Celine) was sucking on my cock, and it felt fantastic. I threw back the covers.

Celine looked up at me from between my knees and smiled. "I thought that I should repay you for your efforts."

"I thought that I received ample rewards for my efforts earlier. But I would be happy for an instant replay."

"Let me do just a little bit more here, then we can reprise our earlier efforts."

Celine was once again sucking on my dick like she wanted to suck my entire life force out if me. And she was rubbing and tugging on my cock with fervor. I was sure that I was going to cum, but she stopped just as my spasms were beginning.

"So you liked licking my pussy?"

"I may already be addicted to your pussy juice," I exclaimed. "I want you to give me more and more and more."

"What a problem that will be for me. Having a dedicated lover who wants to lick my pussy and give me mind blowing orgasms again and again. What ever will I do?" she said as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs.

I crawled between her thighs and ran my tongue along her already dripping pussy slit. "You've been anticipating this, haven't you? I think that I'll make you beg for it. What do you think?"

"Please lick my pussy, lick it good and make me cum. Please?"

I traced the very edge of her pussy lips, and her hips pumped against me. I could see that her clitoris was already peeking out from under its hood, so I flicked it once with the tip of my tongue. "OH, YES!" She cried.

I dug my tongue deep into the valley between her pussy lips and retrieved a huge mouthful of her delicious nectar. "You taste so good. I don't think that I'll ever get enough of this," I said as I plunged my tongue deep into her dripping pussy. Then I flicked her clit with my tongue again.

She was already very aroused. Possibly it had been her plan to suck me off in my sleep? Whatever the reason, she was already approaching her climax. But I wanted to see just how crazy I could make her.

I sucked on Celine's engorged pussy lips, first one side then the other. That didn't seem to have the intended effect. I plunged my tongue deep into her opening and moved it all around, that had a little better response. I flicked her clit with my tongue and I thought that she would levitate right off of the bed.

I licked her clit and swirled my tongue around it. She was moaning and gripping the sheets. I slipped a finger into her wet pussy and pumped it in and out like a little cock. She seemed to like that, but it was not the overwhelming passion that I wanted her to be frantic with.

I returned to licking and swirling my tongue on her clit, faster and with more force. She was building up to a higher level of arousal. Then I remembered reading something about the G-spot. I moved my finger inside her pussy until I found a roughened area that I thought was maybe what I had read about. I started to stroke that internal place, and I began to suck on her clit and clitoral hood.

Celine did levitate off the bed, I'm sure of it. She screamed and her sex fluids sprayed my face and chest. I sucked and stroked on her, pulling her clitoris into my mouth while rubbing her G-spot. She jerked and flailed uncontrollably as I continued to stimulate her.

Then I shifted position to slide my cock into her. I lifted her legs onto my arms as I pumped my cock deep inside her. Her pussy was spasming and felt tighter than earlier, but it felt fantastic. I pumped my cock into her again and again. I could feel myself entering her deeper than before. This position was absolutely fan-fucking-fabulous! I could feel my cock touching her innermost depths with every stroke. And her orgasms were ripping through her one after the other.

I pumped myself into her again and again. I was going faster and harder than before. I was a runaway freight train barreling down the mountain. Faster and faster and faster still, my cock plunged into Celine's depths. I felt like a pressure cooker with no relief valve. I was going to explode inside this beautiful woman.

And then it happened. My dam broke and I was flooding Celine with untold gallons of semen pouring into her spasming core. I pumped and jerked, and sperm shot deep into her again and again. I was filling Celine with my very essence as I pumped more and more of myself into her spasming body.

I can't begin to estimate how long I continued to pump my seed into Celine's depths. Finally, I had nothing left to give. But she continued to quake and spasm under me and around my deflating cock. I relaxed onto her then log rolled us over so that she was on top and I was still happily inside her.

As her spasms ended I felt moisture on my shoulder. Was she crying? What had I done?? "Celine, are you OK?" A nod of her head. "Did I hurt you?" A shake of her head. If she is OK and I didn't hurt her, then I would have to wait to find out what was happening.

Finally, she raised her head and slipped to my side. Unfortunately, that caused my cock to withdraw from her pussy with an audible 'pop'.

"Are you OK?" I asked again.

"I've never experienced anything like that before. My orgasms were so intense and the emotional release was so complete that I couldn't help but cry. It was a healthy, cathartic cry, but I'm sure that it was weird for you. I have never, never ever had such an intense orgasm. Or should I say orgasms? It was like my orgasms were having orgasms. I will remember this moment for as long as I live, and I will remember you, the inexperienced young man who gave me this gift."

I kissed her. Words could never convey what I was feeling; hopefully my kisses could. Warm reverent kisses, hot passionate kisses, sweet gentle kisses. I kissed her again and again and again.

"Your face is all wet, the bed is all wet. I didn't cry that much, did I?"

"No, it's from when you ejaculated," I said.

"Silly boy! Men ejaculate, women don't."

"Well, when your climax first gripped you, you sprayed all over me and the bed," I said with a smile.

"I squirted? I don't squirt. I don't know anyone who has squirted. I didn't believe that it was real. But you say that I squirted?"

"Call it what you want, but those fluids came from your body. And they sprayed all over me and the bed."

"Well, I guess that, if I was ever going to squirt, it would be during that orgasm."

"Do you want to curl up and sleep a little more? It won't be long before morning."

"That would be lovely. Is there a dry spot to lie on?" she asked.

"I don't care as long as I am holding you." I curled around Celine and cupped one breast in my hand. I was asleep in minutes, maybe less.

A gong sounded somewhere in the huge house. "Oh, my!" Celine exclaimed. "Breakfast is ready and we're not dressed. No helping that now. Put on your robe and let's head to the dining room. Master David will be cross if we are late."

When we arrived in the dining room it was clear that we had both just climbed out of bed. I was unshaven, we were both in our robes, and our hair was in total disarray.

"I trust that you had a good night?" he asked.

"Yes, a very good night. I'm sorry that we overslept," I said. It was clear that I inadvertently indicated that we had slept together, but my father didn't seem upset by that, or even surprised.

After breakfast he said, "Why don't you take 30 minutes to finish getting ready for the day, then we can meet in my study." It was not really a question, it was an instruction.

Celine went to find my clothes while I showered and shaved quickly. While I would have loved to shower with her again, I undoubtedly would miss the 30 minute deadline if we did. When she arrived with my clothes, she had combed her hair and put on real clothes. I knew that she needed to be dressed, but I was still disappointed.

I knocked on the study door with two minutes to spare.

"Today's session will not be as unpleasant as yesterday's. I will touch your mind to see what capabilities you appear to have, then we will see if you can apply any of them. OK?"

"Sounds good." I confirmed.

It felt a little bit like a scalp massage, except more on the surface of my mind. It wasn't painful or unpleasant, but it was weird. Several times David muttered comments, not really directed to me: "Hmmmm", "That's interesting", "Really?", "Oh!", and things like that. When he finally sat back and I no longer felt his presence in my mind, I asked, "It sounded like you were finding something interesting. Can you tell me what you found?"

"First, it appears that you have a lot of raw magical ability. That, in itself, could be dangerous without proper training and control. But with proper training you could become a powerful wizard, perhaps even a mage."

"OK, I don't really understand what either of those terms mean. But I guess that I have lots of raw power, but of course I don't know how to use it or how to control it."

"Yes, and control will be very important. Without control, you could harm yourself or others. But the combination of powers that you appear to have is very unusual, unique. The ability to 'read minds', or more precisely, hear another person's thoughts, is much less common than some might suggest. You seem to have tremendous potential in this area. Even without training, had you not been blocked, you would have been aware of other people's strong thoughts, desires, or emotions. Some might describe that as an empath, but with training you could literally hear a person's thoughts.

"You also have potential to plant suggestions in another person's mind, and they will seem to be their own thoughts. This is even more rare and potentially dangerous. We will need to spend a lot of time talking about that. But there is some ability associated with that which I don't recognize. We will have to spend a good bit of time investigating that.

"A more common ability that you have potential for is telekinesis, the ability to move things with your mind. This is a less dominant power for you, but you could still be stronger than most others in this.

"I found indications of several other minor powers, but what we have discussed are your dominant powers and the ones we need to focus on first. Most people with magical ability will have only one or at most two powers, but you seem to have a whole collection of powers. Do not attempt to use any of these powers without proper instruction, and absolutely do not try to use them within this house. I have placed numerous charms on my home and any unauthorized use of magic could be 'unpleasant'.

"How was your evening with Celine?"

I didn't know how to respond. I had always believed that you never 'kiss and tell'. "It was lovely. She is a lovely and beautiful young woman."

"Yes, and she has a unique magical ability: she is a healer, although that is not quite accurate. She has the ability to modify a body that she is in contact with to cause it to mend its own bones, enhance its natural defenses to overcome illness, and generally facilitate growth and well-being. So she can cause the body to use its own abilities for healing, health, growth and other things."

I had noticed during my quick shower that my penis seemed to be somewhat larger than I thought. But I had dismissed that idea, thinking that I was probably still excited from thinking about Celine. But what if she had caused my cock to grow? What man didn't wish for just a little bit bigger cock? But was she not satisfied with my equipment? She seemed to have a good climax on our first time. And I did think that I fit tighter in her pussy the second time, and I seemed to be going deeper into her. But was any of that bad?

"So, if someone has a broken arm, she can place her hands on them and their body will mend the break? How fast?"

"The healing can take from a few minutes to a few hours. She can actually guide the process to cause the bones to be properly aligned and such. She has been studying anatomy and physiology to be better at guiding the healing process."