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. Part Two continues Matt's magical training and his sexual relationship with Celine.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 Three

"Thank you for telling me. I'm sure that will increase pleasure for both of us. Now, I need to go get ready for a new week at school, but I hope that I can spend time with you again next weekend."

"That would be nice. But don't start planning a future with a picket fence and children. For now, this is recreational sex. Ok?"

"If that's the way you want it, then OK." I replied.

"Drive carefully. I'll see you next weekend. Maybe you could come on Friday evening? I could ask the Master and call you?"

"I would love that if it is OK with him. Let me know."

She gave me a quick kiss, and then I was on my way back to campus.

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My week went past very quickly. Celine called on Monday evening to say that it would be OK for me to come over on Friday night. "He said that you could start your classes earlier on Saturday morning that way. He didn't mention any ulterior motives, but I'm sure that he knows. We weren't very discreet Sunday morning."

"I'm just happy to spend more time with you!"

"Remember, no picket fences!"

"No picket fences," I acknowledged.

Besides my regular schedule of classes and studies, I spent as much time as I could practicing my control over telekinesis. I made progressively larger and heavier objects move around the room, and I made them hover in mid-air. I marked targets for where items should land and forced myself to land them exactly on the target. I picked up my bed, turned it around, then put it back where it belonged. I worked on speed as well as accuracy. I tested myself on everything that I could think of. Soon it was Friday.

I drove to my father's house right after my last class of the day. I parked the Corvette and approached the front door. Celine was waiting for me. "The Master told me that you were approaching," she said as explanation before she wrapped me in a wonderful hug and kiss.

I had brought a couple changes of clothes and a toilet kit, so I wouldn't be begging for necessities. Celine accompanied me to my room. She was wearing a thin white blouse and a skirt that ended well above her knees.

"You look beautiful today," I said. "In fact, you look good enough to eat."

I guided her to my bed and began unbuttoning her blouse. It was clear that she had nothing underneath except for beautiful breasts. I ran my fingers lightly over her magnificent tits, barely touching her nipples. I was barely touching her breasts as I caressed them.

"Please! Suck on them! I've been craving your touch for days!"

I leaned in to suck one nipple between my lips. I worked it in and out of my mouth between my lips until she was moaning. Then I began to suckle on her other breast. "I can't believe how horny I am for you! I want you! I want you! I want you!"

In response, I lifted the hem of her skirt and found exactly what I expected: her clean shaved pussy lips were glistening with moisture and readily available to me.

"Yes, definitely looks good enough to eat," I said as I knelt between her legs and pulled her hips forward to give me better access. I placed her calves over my shoulders, then I bent to the task before me.

I ran my tongue along her pussy slit from bottom to just below her clitoris. "Oh, you lick my pussy so good!" She exclaimed.

"That's because I enjoy licking it so much. I delved a little deeper, gathering a huge dollop of her delicious fluids. Her hips lurched and she moaned.

"Oh! So good!" She cried.

As I contemplated my next stroke, I noticed her little rosebud winking right at me. I lowered my head slightly and swiped my tongue around her anal star. Celine lurched up, her body almost forming a rainbow arch. "What are you doing?" she exclaimed.

"You liked it, right?"

"Yes, but...."

"And you have the most beautiful butt I have ever seen. Now just relax and enjoy."

I rimmed her anus again and again. I licked her clit and swirled her anus, and she was going crazy. I slipped a finger inside her dripping pussy to get it thoroughly wet, then I pressed it through her sphincter as I attacked her clit. I sucked on her clitoris and pumped my finger in and out of her anus. Celine screamed and shook. I could feel her anal muscles gripping my finger. I sucked her clit and finger fucked her ass, and her hips lurched and flailed. She was riding climactic wave after climactic wave. Her stomach was a series of undulations marching across her abdomen. Her body shook and clenched again and again.

When I finally stopped, I moved to lie beside her on the bed. She wrapped herself around me in an almost ferocious hold. I could feel her orgasmic spasms as they continued to roll through her body. Slowly, very slowly, she began to relax. I could still feel aftershocks rocking her body again and again. I simply held her close until she began to speak.

"Wow! I had always thought that anal was off-limits for me. Who would have known that it would do

that

to me. I have now had my top two sexual experiences with you, and another in the top ten! How did you know that would happen? Or for that matter, that I would be open to it at all?"

"I'm not sure how to answer that. I just seemed to know. You have been curious about anal, right?"

"Yes, but I had crossed it off my list."

"I don't have an answer, it seemed right and I went with it. I guess that, if you had responded negatively to the first contact, I would have moved on to plan B, whatever that might be. I don't have a plan, I just am in the moment and do what seems right at the moment."

"You seem to be better tuned in to my body than I am! Are you an empath?"

"The Master has said that I am blocked from doing any magic except during classes in his study. So, even if I was, I shouldn't be able to use magic with you."

"I'm not complaining. It's just spooky how well you can know what I want and need. I thought that I would fuck you silly when you got here, but instead you ate me to the most glorious orgasms. I could have died a happy woman."

"I certainly don't want you to die, I have lots of plans for me and your hot little body."

The gong sounded, it was time to gather for dinner. Celine buttoned her blouse, although it was slightly wrinkled, straightened her skirt, and ran my comb through her hair. I also combed my hair, then we went to the dining room, together, again.

"Did you have a good nap?" The Master asked.

"Actually, we talked about some things to clear up some misunderstandings," I said. "Nothing earth shaking, but better to clarify now rather than later."

During dinner I said that I had been carefully practicing my control over telekinesis. After dinner, The Master suggested that I might show him what I could do. "Celine, would you like to join us. You might be interested in what Matthew is able to do."

She nearly gushed with her enthusiasm, "Oh, yes, Master. I would love to see what Matthew can do."

He responded, "You understand that he has really only had a few hours of training. Don't expect too much."

In his study I placed a card on the center of the table. Then I used my mind to pick up a chair and stand it on one leg in the center of the card. I held it there for several seconds, and then I gently returned it to its original location."

I clearly heard Celine say, "Oh, my God! He can do all of that after only a few hours of instruction! What will he be able to do when he's fully trained?"

I looked at Celine, her face showed shock and awe, but her lips were not moving. I had heard her mind!

The Master turned to Celine, "What do you think?"

"That was most impressive for a novice." She smiled at me.

"I would like for you to select a more challenging problem. Will you pick up Miss Celine?"

I paused and cleared my mind, I didn't want to mess this up. As I focused, Celine rose from her chair.

"Place her just above your lap." He instructed.

I moved her until she was only about an inch above my lap.

"Now, Celine, kiss him passionately."

She did. And she dropped onto my lap. I had lost focus and I had dropped her! It was in a safe place, but the message was very clear. Don't lose focus, no matter what.

"Do you see my point?"

"Yes. Never lose focus, no matter what else is happening."

"Right. Now as you become more and more proficient, you may be able to split your attention, but even then, your focus must be complete." Then, as an aside he said, "Celine, you may return to your chair."

She gave me a peck on the cheek as she got up.

"How large or heavy of an item have you moved?" he asked.

"I moved my bed around the room."

"Very good. Will you pick up my desk? Please don't disturb the paperwork sitting on top. Place it in front of the window."

I cleared my mind and visualized his desk slowly rising and gently moving across the room to a place in front of the window. I moved it very slowly, I didn't want air currents to blow off his papers.

"Very nice," he said. "Now, use your mind to trap the papers on the desk and move it quickly back to its original position."

Trap the papers on the desk? I paused for a few seconds as I tried to visualize how that would work and what it would look like. Then I began to quickly raise the desk and move it. The papers were held like I visualized it in my mind. I gently set his desk back in the same carpet imprints where it had come from.

"Very good. Sometimes you have to consider everything that you want to accomplish and visualize it as a whole." Then he continued, "I have taken enough of your time this evening. You may want to 'talk' some more. I hope that I haven't tired you out too much."

I heard Celine say, "Yes, I want to talk about that hard cock and all the ways I can enjoy it!" Then in her audible voice, I heard her say, "Thank you, Master. That was most enlightening."

Celine nearly pulled me to my room. "That was SO amazing! And you've had only a tiny bit of training. What will you be able to do? It boggles my mind!"

"Celine, I need to tell you something. In the study, I was hearing your voice when you were thinking loudly. I didn't intend to intrude, but I couldn't help but overhear."

"So you heard me when I was thinking about your hard cock?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but overhear."

"And what should we do about it?"

"I've apologized. What else can I do??"

"Strip! I have many things in mind that you can do, and none of them involve talking!"

While I removed my clothes, Celine only had two articles of clothing to remove, plus her sandals. So I was looking at her naked body and trying to finish getting undressed. She was so beautiful! And I was already so hard. I had not seen my full erection since she made her adjustments. My cock was huge!

"Just what did you do to my cock?" I asked in amazement.

"I made it eight inches long and two inches thick, is that a problem?" she said with a smirk. "Every woman who sees it will want to take it for a test drive! And I intend to be a regular passenger!"

I finally got my shoes and socks off so that I could kick off my pants and boxers. Celine said, "Come over and lie down. I really want to take you for a ride!"

I had read about the 'cowgirl' position, but of course, I had never experienced it. Celine climbed onto the bed and straddled my hips. "One of the nice things about this position is that you can reach my tits, if you want." She knew that I wanted to touch her fantastic boobs any time, actually all of the time.

She guided my hard erection to the entrance of her womanhood and slowly sank her body down the entire length of my newly enhanced cock. She moaned. I thought that I would pass out from an overload of pleasure.

"You just enjoy the ride, I'll do the work." And then she started to move. I groaned with pleasure. Then I noticed her breasts swaying right in front of me. I reached out to lightly caress her breasts, avoiding her areolae and nipples. She ground her pussy against me. I stroked along the sensitive outer swelling of her breasts. She moaned and pumped her hips a little bit faster and harder. I placed a fingertip on each nipple and moved them in slow circles.

Celine muttered, "Oh, God!" Then she pumped her hips harder and faster against me. She leaned forward to rest her hands on my shoulders. This provided several benefits: her clit was rubbing very firmly against my engorged cock, and it placed her breasts right in front of my mouth. I guided one nipple into my suctioning mouth. She moaned loudly, "Yes! Oh, yes!"

Her hips were pumping hard and fast on my invading cock. She had a sheen of perspiration on her body, and I could see a rosy blush climbing up her chest and toward her neck and throat. With one nipple sucked firmly into my mouth, I dropped my hands to her hips and guided he hips down against me as I thrust up into her welcoming cunt. She was pumping and moaning as she approached her climax. She was literally vibrating with her sexual need. Any little thing would push her over the top. So as I thrust myself deep into her core, I grabbed her nipple firmly between my teeth and tugged on it.

She screamed, she exploded with a frenzy of spasms and contractions. Her hips lurched and flailed and lost all sense of rhythm or control. Without breaking our intimate contact, I rolled her backwards and began to pump into her forcefully. Her spasms doubled in intensity. I pumped my cock into her again and again. I knew that I was tugging on her clit and stroking her G-spot. As I plunged deeper into her, I could feel my cock brushing her cervix.

My passion was reaching unimaginable heights. I was going to cum soon, and when I did I would fill her completely with my seed. Faster and faster, harder and deeper, I was approaching my own point of explosion. A few more long, deep strokes was all it took and my hips were jerking and I was spraying my semen into her deepest recesses. I jerked and sprayed more and more of myself into Celine's depths. I wanted to fill her completely with my essence as her body shook and spasmed, absorbing me into her core.

I was finally spent. I relaxed onto her spasming body. I could still feel her vagina spasming and gripping my cock. I held her until she began to relax. I continued to hold her and I felt her aftershocks rippling through her body and trying to suck on my deflating cock. Finally she relaxed and opened her eyes.

"That was everything that I was hoping for and so much more. I have never had such good sex as I am having with you. How do you do it?"

"I just want to make you happy, that's all. And making you happy is making me very happy."

"Happy doesn't even come close to what you have done. Ecstatic, transported to another level of consciousness? Those begin to approach what you do for me. I don't know how I can ever repay you."

"Just keep doing what you have been doing and I will be a happy guy."

I rolled off and to her side. A flood of our combined fluids poured out onto the bed. "I think that we should play here and then plan to sleep in my bed. It won't be as wet and sticky." Celine said with a smile.

We talked about magic, about life, and about nothing in particular. I was gently tracing my fingers over her beautiful body. I was not intentionally trying to get her aroused, but that seemed to be the effect. Her nipples had become hard points and her breathing was much deeper. As I recognized her arousal, my cock began to grow and rise.

I had one arm around her neck, and I took her hand on that side and put it in the grasp of my hand. Her other arm was wrapped around my neck. Then I began to stroke and caress her breasts and nipples. Almost immediately she was moaning and pumping her hips into the air. She tried to move her hands, but they were trapped.

I allowed my finger to caress a nipple, just lightly moving her distended point in little circles. Celine moaned, "Ohhhh." I moved to her other nipple and repeated the same, light caress. Her hips were pumping four or five inches off the bed.

I rolled to her and kissed her, never allowing either of her arms freedom. Then I traced my fingers in a circuitous route across her abdomen, moving from side to side and forming loops, but always moving farther south. She was moaning and her hips were pumping even more forcefully.

I ran my fingers through her neatly trimmed pubic bush and brought my fingers to my nose, making a big show of sniffing her aroma. Then I traced my fingers along the outline of her pussy slit. "Please! Let me cum! Make me cum! Plow your cock into my pussy and make me cum!"

As I started to move I said, "Grab the headboard and don't let go."

I moved between her wide spread legs, lined up my cock with her dripping opening and said, "You are not to cum until I tell you to. Understand? I will tell you when to cum, and you cannot cum before then."

Celine's eyes went wide, but she nodded her head. Then I plunged deep into her pussy. She squealed. Her hips lurched and met my thrusts. Her head was flailing back and forth. But her hands were firmly attached to the headboard.

I was thrusting into her harder and faster. My need was building and building. Celine's boobs were bouncing wildly on her chest as my thrusts shook her entire body. I lifted her legs to allow me to pump even deeper into her body. Her eyes were staring at me and they had tears in them.

"Cum hard! Cum and CUM and CUM!" I exclaimed. And Celine jerked and spasmed. Her hips flailed uncontrollably as she sprayed her juices all over me and the bed. Her vaginal contractions were gripping my cock so forcefully that I wondered if it could traverse her canal.

My cock was tugging on her clitoris and rubbing against the bundle of nerves at its opposite end. She shook and jerked, but never released her grip on the headboard. I drove my cock deep into her spasming depths; my climax was so very close.

Then I was blasting wave after wave of my semen against the door of her womb. I poured more and more of myself into her until I could hear the squishing of our juices as I continued to pump more cum into her overflowing pussy.

When I had finished, Celine was still shaking and spasming with the force of her powerful orgasms. I slid to her side, then reached up to bring her arms around me. She held me tight as her body continued to shake and spasm. I held her and kissed her until she began to relax.

It was many more minutes before she could speak. "How did you do that? I have sometimes wondered what sex during bondage would be like. When you told me to grab the headboard and not let go, I truly could not let go! And you told me that I couldn't cum? I was going crazy, my body felt like it was going to be ripped apart or explode or something.

"I wanted to cum, I needed to cum, but I still couldn't cum ... until you told me to cum. Then I did explode! My body shook and clenched in the most powerful orgasmic contractions I have ever experienced. You touched me so deeply. You keep finding my hidden desires and bringing them to life. I just don't know what to think. How do you do this to me?"

As she spoke, periodic tremors, aftershocks, ripped through her. I said, "I don't know how I know what you want or need, but I do. And so I give you what I think that you want. Am I wrong?"