I always knew that I was meant for a purpose other than the one I was living. A feeling of not belonging. Never did I imagine that my destiny was to be who I became!
I awoke with a beautiful woman wrapped around my body. Her voluptuous curves covered me like a warm soft blanket. She had soft tanned skin with long silky brunette hair. I couldn't remember her name, but I knew that she would be happy this morning. I rose from beneath her, no longer wanting to be within her company. As I did, she awoke with big brown playful and teasing eyes, as though they were asking me to get back into bed. With a smirk, I pulled her to the edge of the bed, spread her legs and ran my thumb up between her tidy bush and opened her tight lips. Once I saw I had reached the attention she craved, I pulled her closer to my face and started to torment her with my tongue. Stopping on occasion to see that I still had her attention. As she threw her head back and her nails clawed into my bed sheets, I carried tormenting her faster and harder until I felt her legs shiver from her ankles all the way up to her ass. With one loud "YES!" She released her control upon her orgasm. She was sweet and warm and although I can't remember her name, I can remember her taste.
I rose from my knees and looked down at the girl that had been satisfied.
"I'm going for a shower. You should leave soon." I said firmly as I left for my shower.
With the warm cascading water running down my neck and spine, I revisited a memory of a witch I used to know. She had told me that I had been damned to forget who I truly was.
She had long black hair and a curvy body that could fuck soldiers to their death. Just thinking about her made my desires rage and turn into a pounding and pulsating mess. I balanced myself up using the palms of my hands on the shower wall. I never needed to tease myself, the thought of her did everything it needed to for me.
I could still feel how she would push me up the wall of the shower and run her hands backwards and forwards until I felt I couldn't take anymore. "Sshhh, not yet " She would tell me. "Hold it in, I promise, you will enjoy it more." With that, I would do as she asked. She would smile and rub her hands down my body, watching as I was begging for her to finish my almost painful urges. "Do you want me?" She asked once. "Yes, yes, I want you." I answered. With that I pushed her to the wall with one hand, spread her legs open with my knees and forced my body within her space.
Her breasts were soft, yet firm and I loved worshiping her body!
I wished (to myself) that I could fuck her as bad as she made me want her.
"Be careful what you wish for my dear." I really would like to be used to her reading my thoughts.
I gave a sexy, coy smirk and looked down at her. With this thought she looked across my body and made me feel like an all powerful goddess. "Take me then." She ran her hands across my lower body. With that she had transformed my tidy lady into a dick!
I was shocked and excited at the same time. Yet, the power that I felt was unbelievable. My desire for her showed upon my new tool. I pierced through her tight lips into her warm ridged vagina. I felt a heat run through my body that I had never felt before; I couldn't control what I wanted. I pulled on her hair, forcing her head to tilt back. I passionately kissed her neck, told her that I loved her and fucked her hard. I could feel the pulsating of myself and of her. I unraveled between her legs as fast as my pace was. "Fuck!" She quivered around me with a virocious moan and her nails pierced my shoulders.
I was rudely broken from my memory by my phone ringing. I knew who it was and I was not in the mood to deal with them. I half heartedly turned the shower off and walked toward the phone.
"What the fuck do you want?" I answered, without needing to see who it was.
"Don't be like that." A soft, sharp voice answered. "You really should speak better to a fellow witch. Do you have no tact?"
"I lost that with you years ago. So, leave me the fuck alone and go turn another towards your poison!" I furiously slammed the phone down onto the glass table that I had sat next to. "Shit! That fucking bitch. My day has started fabulously." I spoke aloud.
With an unenthusiastic view towards the day, I walked through the empire in which I had created. I no longer owned only a crystal shop on the side of an arcade; but, an empire of magic, control and pure power. I owned the rights to all magic and the elements. Everyone that wished to form some kind of spell, transformation or anything magical at all needed to come through me. My products, mine alone, were to be the only ones that were used. Shops near and far, all over the world. I was the master of all masters.