Just A Little Scene: Drive By Tease

Jack was walking down the street down town, minding his own business, when Jasmin pulled up beside him in her red convertible. She screeched to a halt and gave him an appreciative once-over. She lowered her glasses slightly and smile mischieviously.

“Hey, sexy,” she called out. Jack nearly leaped out of his skin.

“Oh, uh, h-hi Jasmin,” he said, swallowing nervously. “Wh-what are you doing here?”

She smiled warmly at him. “I was driving around and spotted you in the distance, and decided I feel like having some fun. Going somewhere?”

“I, uh, need to get to class,” he blurted out.

She shook her head. “No, you don’t.”

“No, seriously, I need to get to class. There’s a test Friday, and I need to be there today for the study guide.”

“No, you don’t. You can get the notes from a friend of yours. Now, come on. Get in the car.”

Jack started to back away. “No, seriously, I really just… I’d rather go to class myself.”

Her smile faded a bit. She flicked her hand towards Jack, and suddenly, he gasped, as he felt an invisible, but unmistakable sensation of tight, warm wetness grip his cock. Instantly, his cock went erect as the phantom pussy squeezed him, tenting his shorts lewdly. He tried to adjust himself, but another finger flick forced his hands away. “You won’t be able to concentrate for shit if you go. Besides, you want to show up with a big tent in your pants?”

Jack gasped and his knees went week as the pussy began to move on him, its grip becoming tighter. “Oh, god, Jasmin, please…” The pressure built until it was almost painfully tight.

 “Don’t be a pain in the ass, Jack. Get in the car.”

“N-n-no!” he gasped out fiercely, glaring at you. “Damn it, I’m not your plaything!”

Jasmin’s smile had become a venomous frown. “When are you going to learn? Yes. You. Are!” With the last three words, she snapped her fingers in rapid succession, and suddenly, Jack’s book bag and clothes disappeared, leaving him completely naked, right there on the sidewalk.

Jack yelped, and tried to cover himself, but Jasmin’s magic still wouldn’t allow his hands to reach his privates. His cock, throbbing excitedly, twitched in mid-air for all to see. “Jasmin, please!”

“Too late, Jack, you’ve killed my buzz,” Jasmin slipped her shades up, her expression and tone ice cold. “Have fun in class, dipshit.” She hit the gas and peeled out as she raced away, leaving him naked right out in the open. As she left, the phantom pussy began to move more rapidly on his cock, causing Jack to gasp and jerk, nearly falling to his knees. He hadn’t cum, or been able to touch himself in nearly three weeks. The sensations of pleasure were quickly overwhelming.

Jack ducked behind a bush, and collapsed onto his hands and knees. He prayed for Jasmin to come back, but after ten minutes, the pussy only moved more frantically on his cock, and she was no where in sight. She wasn’t coming back!

Jack had to risk it. He knew a way to her house using the old nature trail a block away. Cursing, she ran as fast as he could for it, barely able to move in a straight line, as the jolt of pleasure along his lines threatened to buckle his legs out from under him. There were multiple car honks and catcalls as he went, as well as shouts of protest at his involuntary streaking, but he dared not stop, even when he reached the trail.

He finally stumbled up to her house, two hours later. What should have been a thirty minute walk had been slowed to a torturous crawl. However it seemed to be for nothing, as she wasn’t home. Desperately, he threw himself onto the back lawn, thrashing and whimpering in sensual agony. The pleasure was enormous, but so was the ache in his balls and painful tension of his now dark red cock. So much pressure, so much desperation, but Jasmin’s magic would not let him release.

It was hours before she showed, followed by a strapping young stud who seemed to be in a complete trance. Jasmin crouched by Jack, who could only twitch feebly by then. “Next time I say do something, you fucking do it,” she said. She snapped her fingers and the phantom pussy finally halted, leaving Jack to sprawl in a boneless heap. However, she still did not grant him release.

“When you get your breath back, come inside. I want you to watch while I break in my new boy here. Maybe, if I’m feeling generous, I’ll give you a chance to cum afterwards.”

“H-h-how?” Jack gasped.

Jasmin smiled. “Only one way to find out,” she said, and she led the tranced out stud into the house, leaving the door open for Jack to follow.

Captive

The gentle feeling of feathers tickling Cale’s balls was at first a pleasant sensation to wake up to. He would start to squirm into the feeling, trying to shift his hips so the feathers would instead stroke along his shaft. However, the feathers would unerringly follow his balls, causing him to shift more. He would then start to awaken more fully, and would try to reach down to grab the feathers, or better yet, the hand holding them.

Then he’d feel the restraints holding back his arms. As soon as that registered, his eyes would snap open, and even though it never worked, not once, he’d immediately jerk at the bonds as his gaze opened to see one of the most stunningly beautiful women he’d ever seen. This alone would have been enough to calm him down, if it weren’t for two things: One, that upon awakening, he was now aware of the acute ache in his balls from days (weeks?) without orgasm. Two, that the young woman currently feathering said balls wasn’t doing it with her hands, but with the tip of her elegant black wings.

Shit. Every morning, Cale prayed he’d wake up and it would have all been a dream. That he’d be back in his bed, and his girlfriend would have decided to get a little kinky and play with his nuts to wake him up. His prayer had yet to be answered. He was still here, in a village of demihumans, somewhere on the Forbidden Continent. He was still a prisoner to this vicious minx of a winged woman, so beautiful, yet so cruel despite the sweet smile she almost always gave him.

He gave up his struggles, though his hips still twitched, bucking now really, as the winged woman continued to tickle his balls with her wingtip. She giggled as her other wing come forward, and the tip made a few quick swipes along his penis head, which was already flowing with pre-cum. He hissed and bucked harder into the air, but it was no use. The woman laughed again, and moved to undo the binds on his hands and wrists.

He winced as her fingertips came near him, the thin talons extending from the tips sharp enough to cut through bone. But her movements were quick and dexterous, and even though it looked like she had barely passed her hands over the knots, they came apart with ease, freeing his arms and legs.

“Siva!” came a melodic voice from the window. “Rkk lck ou sli vk?”

The winged woman turned and spoke a similarly incomprehensible sentence. Cale still hadn’t learned the demi-humans’ language; too many syllables he couldn’t even pronounce, whistles and clicks he still couldn’t figure out the pattern for. About the best he’d done was learn that “Siva” was the winged woman’s name.

Siva turned back to her captive, and watched him sit up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed, rubbing his wrists where the bonds had held them. He winced as the ache in his balls flared for a moment as they were moved since the first time last night; he yearned more than anything to rub one out just to relieve the pressure, but he didn’t dare move to even cup himself. He waited for the ache to pass, then stood. Siva motioned with her hand that he could pass, and he did so, stepping through the small three room home, and out into the backyard. He was still bucked naked.

After a short stop at the “facilities,” which was nothing more than a hole in the ground behind a short wall, he fetched the bucket and got water from the well, then hauled it back into the house. The whole time, he ignored the sniggering, catcalls, and occasional spitting noises from the winged woman’s neighbors. He didn’t look at them.

He set the water down in what more or less passed for the kitchen and took a small drink, and then he kneeled at the table before his captor. She spent a few minutes making use of the water, boiling it for tea, taking a rag and washing herself a bit. Then without warning, she whirled and picked Cale up bodily, throwing him against the wall, she yanked off her barely-there tunic and pounced on him, biting the right side of his neck and pinning his arms against the wall. She pushed her sex, slick with seemingly sudden excitement, against his, causing him to almost instantly grow hard. She impaled herself upon him, flapping her wings and using them to brace herself. She began to fuck him with rapid, jerky thrusts.

Cale gasped and threw his head back, moaning. She was tight, oh, god she was tight, and her pussy was burning hot. Even with her teeth clamped onto his neck, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to leave marks, she moaned in a high pitched series of cries. He shuddered as he felt the cum roil in balls. Her grip on his wrists and neck tightened, and her could feel her claws and teeth threatening to split the skin. Somehow, Cale found the will to keep himself from cumming. He couldn’t hold on. It was too much, had been too long since he’d blown his load. He was going to lose it!

Suddenly, before he even realized it at first, she was off him, jumping back and then bending over, her eyes wide and studious as she watched his cock jerk. She reached out, her talons glinting in the light as they hovered barely half an inch from his cock. Then, after a few skipped heartbeats, the need to cum subsided, and he let out a huge breath, sliding down to the floor, gasping. He looked up at his captor warily.

Siva frowned for just a moment as she watched his cock continue to twitch a few times, then looked into his eyes and smiled. She pat him on the head affectionately, then snapped her fingers, and pointed to the spot in front of her. Cale struggled back up to his knees and bowed before her, kissing her feet. Satisfied, she turned and continued her task in the kitchen.

Cale let out a low, shaky breath. This woman, no, this creature, was fucking insane. No wonder these freaks weren’t allowed on the mainland of Civero. Cale wondered if he’d ever see it again.

He winced as he heard another sound from outside the window, this one a scream coming from next door. Another familiar part of the morning ritual; the creatures next door, hulking bullmen with thick, foot long cocks, had taken his girlfriend, and every morning, they fucked her in every hole, making her cum until she couldn’t even move until sometime in the mid-afternoon. As sickened with himself as it made him, Cale couldn’t help but be jealous. Her captors made her cum her brains out.

Of course, it was possible Siva was just screwing with him. Part of him doubted she would actually cut his junk off; she’d lose her favorite toy. But Cale had seen the mad gleam in her eyes the time he’d tried to touch himself. He wasn’t about to risk it.

As he listened to his girlfriend getting fucked into inhuman bliss, Cale tried his damnedest to ignore the ache in balls, even as Siva kept tickling his sex with her wings. One day, he swore he’d get them out of here, somehow. Until then, no matter how much his body yearned for it, he prayed he wouldn’t cum.

Good Game

“So, that’s all we gotta do? Score three times, and we win?” Rick looked dubiously at the six girls who just nodded and grinned.

The petite blond in the front, Jessie, nodded and said, “Yep! Whichever team scores three times first is the winner.” She reached over and gave him a light punch on the arm. “Come on, man, you’re not afraid of a bunch of girls are you?” Her posse of friends giggled as she winked.

Rick swallowed and looked back at his team. The five other guys behind him just gave him a hopeful look. “Hey man,” said Tim, to his left. “Seems like an easy score to me.”

Rick turned back and rubbed his chin in thought. Yeah, it seemed like an easy score. Jessie had challenged Rick and his teammates to a quick match of football, right here in the practice field. If Rick and his team could score a goal three times before the girls did, the girls would fuck them to orgasm anyway they wanted. If the girls won, however, the boys merely had to buy them dinner. Which, of course, might lead to other things afterwards anyway… or at least the girls implied as such.

This was a bet no male could turn down. Like most males, Rick and his team were magically prevented from masturbating or having orgasms, which meant they relied entirely on females and their Sex Magic for sexual relief. Being popular young studs, these boys usually had better luck than most men at getting laid, but that also meant a lot more girls were interested in playing with and teasing them. Rick himself hadn’t had any relief for nearly two weeks, not since his last date had blue balled the hell out of him after he’d pissed her off.

Still, one had to be careful when playing games with girls. Decades of Sex Mage powers had made the girls very aware of their power, and freshly empowered young women were ever eager to have their fun.

“Alright,” said Rick. “It’s a deal, if and only if, you don’t use your magic to cheat.”

Jessie frowned and cocked her head to the side slightly as she chewed her lip. Rick swallowed again. Goddamn, she was gorgeous. Literally half his size, but fucking gorgeous. “Well, see, the thing is, you guys are all big and strapping dudes, and we’re kind of, well, more delicate than you. Physically. And we don’t have pads or anything. So, if it’s alright, we at least need to excite you guys a little. Then we can siphon off some energy and use that make ourselves tough enough to go all out with you guys.”

“Yeah!” said a cute redhead next to Jessie. “I mean, if you’re going to tackle us and everything, we should at least have some protection!”

All six girls leaned forward, exposing their cleavage, and said, “Pleeeeease!”

Rick and the other boys gasped as they saw the view, and despite their better judgment, their cocks betrayed them, growing erect. The girls giggle. “Is that a yes, I take it?” said Jessie, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

“Yes!” said Tim before Rick could protest. Rick could see his eyes nearly bugging out. He wondered when the last time Tim had gotten off was, so eager as he was to throw away all common sense.

“Great!” said the girls, and they all lined up on their side of the field.

Rick, finding it difficult to protest as he felt a slight feather light tingle of energy along his cock and balls, keeping him hard, led the boys to line up on their side. Rick crouched down across from Jessie, who made a point to show off her cleavage further. She grinned and winked.

Then, the ball was in the air, and the boys and girls were tackling one another. The girls magic flared around them, and with strength completely beyond their physical power, they plowed right over the boys and dashed off at high speed. The boys raced after them to tackle them down, but were hindered by their erections straining in their pants. Unable to touch themselves, they couldn’t even reach down to adjust, not that it would have helped much anyway.

“Come on, girls, this isn’t really fair,” said Rick, as the teams went back in line.

“Sure it is!” said Katie, smiling brightly. “You guys are all so big and tough, so we need to use our magic to toughen ourselves up so we don’t get hurt. And we need energy to use our magic, and we can’t get the energy unless you boys are excited!”

Rick frowned slightly. “Yeah but come on, it’s hard to play like this. Besides, you aren’t just toughening up, you’re giving yourselves super strength!”

Jessie laughed. “Yeah, I guess we are! Okay, okay, that last point won’t count, and we’ll just use our regular strength, how’s that?” Rick grumbled. “Hey, we could make this a lot tougher on you guys, you know!”

“Then it wouldn’t be a fair bet, would it?” said Rick.

“True,” said Jessie. “But we’re not the ones with two weeks of blue balls, are we?”

Rick sighed and the game continued. Surprisingly, the girls kept their word, and even though they managed to score another point, the boys plowed through them, easily scoring their three. The fact that they didn’t have to hold back actually helped their case as they could practically hurl the girls back without fear of hurting them. Still, by the time the game was done, the boys were almost limping from the ache of their blue balls and the throbbing of their cocks. The girls congratulated the boys on their victory, and then led them to the locker room to give them their reward.

Moments later, Rick was on his back, naked, tied to one of the locker room benches by the invisible force of Jessie’s magic. His cock strained with excitement as he struggle. “Come on… you said we could… fuck you!” gasped Rick.

“No, I said we’d fuck you to orgasm,” said Jessie. She leaned down and breathed against his ear. “However, I didn’t say we wouldn’t take our sweet time doing it!”

Rick strained to his utmost to move, but it was no use. The girl’s magic held him down like he’d been bolted to the bench. Rick could not believe it. He’d been in a girls power before, but it was still too unreal to him. Jessie was just a petite slip of a girl maybe half his size, seemingly so vulnerable and helpless compared to him. And yet, her little body held power he was completely helpless to resist!

He’d fucked girls like her before, back in high school, before the girls got their powers. He had fucked them long and hard, until they begged for mercy and melted into shivering balls of helplessness and endless orgasms, overwhelmed by his cock and his skill.

But now, as Jessie lowered herself onto him, he shuddered with the intensity of the sensation. Just a simple brush of her moist pussy lips to the tip of his cock jolted him with incredible pleasure. And then, when she took him inside, Rick felt his breath ripped away. His cock surged with ecstasy, and he threw his head back, letting out a deep groan. His whole body shook as she slowly lowered onto him. She paused for a moment once he was fully in, letting him try to control himself. He barely managed to catch his breath.

And then, she began to fuck him, and he felt like his entire body was being electrocuted through his cock. He shouted and shook and thrashed as much as the magical bonds would let him, but he could not break free. He tried to buck his hips to throw her off, but he could only squirm them slightly. Slowly, she slid up on his cock, until he was almost free… then she plunged down in one swift drop. Rick cried out, and she smiled. She slowly rose again, then plunged down. Slowly up and swiftly down. Soon, every downward plunge pushed a high-pitched moan from her lips and she clutched at his firm chest. She lay down a top him and rocked her hips in a steady rhythm. She lay her head on his chest and breathed in adorable gasps and whimpers as she drove herself to climax on his cock. And when she came, an atom bomb of pleasure went off in his sex, nearly boiling the cum in his desperate, swollen balls.

Rick had long passed the point of climax, but his orgasm was still locked down. He could do nothing but writhe and shout, which turned into whimpers and moans, and eventually pleas for mercy as Jessie fucked him like a piece of meat. He was utterly helpless and completely overwhelmed by her.

And, from the sounds of things, so was his team. All around him, the other guys cried and moaned and shook and pleaded as the girls fucked their brains out, never letting the men orgasm, but riding them until they had dozens of climaxes themselves!

It was hours before the girls finally relented and let the boys blow their loads, emptying their balls with enormous bursts of cum. But by that point, the boys were too fried to really feel it, much less care. As the girls finally released them from their magic and let them rest, Jessie whispered into Rick’s ear. “Good game,” she said, and giggled, then she and her friend left them to recover, drenched in cum and pussy juice. Rick told himself he’d never make a bet like that with a girl again.

But of course, he knew he would. Such a bet was one no male could turn down.

Just A Little Scene: Camping Fun

Most of the others were off doing their own activities, which meant it was Ricks turn to go fetch water for the camp. He’d have to get at least a couple gallons to boil and have cool before everyone got back. Mark and Lilly were off doing some hunting, while Bruce, Nick, and Cathy were off foraging. This meant that Rick was now alone with Jenna, the young woman he couldn’t keep his eyes off of. And now, it was going to be just the two of them for the next couple of hours.

Or at least it would have been if Jenna hadn’t wandered off to do something herself. Rick sighed. Just his luck. He’d been hoping to ask her out, but there was nothing for it, he guessed. As he went down the nearby hill towards the stream, carrying a couple buckets, he took in the view and sounds of the wilderness. The green trees, the twittering birds, the rippling stream, the naked woman bathing at the edge…

Rick nearly jumped out of his skin as he saw the unmistakable form of Jenna kneeling in the bank, her hands running a small wet cloth over her nude body. Rick swallowed and tried to turn away. He really did. He was not some perverse Peeping Tom. But this was Jenna; she was even more gorgeous than he imagined. The side view of her exposed breasts was more than enough to spark his excitement, and despite himself, he grew erect.

Jenna paused slightly as she washed. Instantly, she sensed the arousal of a male several yards to her left, his cock letting out a humming in her head as it became erect. A mere “glance” with her sexual senses and she knew immediately that it was Rick spying on her. There were no lewd fantasies running through his head yet, just the desire to look upon her, quickly becoming the yearning to touch her. She sensed he felt guilty about it, but could not help himself. She could sense the heat of his attraction, and she smiled. Apparently, he was frozen like a deer in headlights, so it was up to her to make the first move.

Rick, almost feeling heartbroken, attempted to turn away to give Jenna her privacy. The last thing he wanted to do was piss her off or make her think he was a creep. He knew that ay second, her sexual senses would detect his erection. However, she had not reacted yet. If he was lucky, he might be able to sneak away undetected.

 However, just as he turned, he felt something grasp his cock. Rick jumped and instinctively looked down, only to see that nothing was there. However, he clearly felt a soft, but firm, invisible hand grasping him straight through his clothes. The hand squeezed him gently and began to tug him forward, towards the water. He tried again to turn, but the grip held him fast, not letting him leave. Shit! He thought. She caught me! Christ, I’m in for it now.

Again, the phantom hand tugged on his cock, gently, but a bit more insistently, urging him forward into the water. Jenna didn’t turn to look at him until he was at the edge of the stream. Then, she smiled and glanced up. “Enjoying the view?”

Rick gulped. “Uh, well, I...”

Jenna’s smile widened a bit, and Rick felt the phantom hand give him another affectionate squeeze. “Oh, don’t be so shy. I’m very flattered.” She turned fully to him and clasped her hands behind her back, standing up fully. The water only came up to her mid-thighs, and so she was fully exposed to him, her full breasts and bare pussy in full view. Rick’ jaw dropped a bit and his eyebrows raised. He was completely entranced. When the phantom hand tugged him once more, he did not hesitate to step forward. “Wait!” Jenna said, holding up a hand and giggling. “You should take your clothes off first, unless you want them to be soaked!”

Rick snapped out of his trance and looked down at himself, then up at Jenna. “Oh, right,” he said nervously. He scratched the back of his head. “Fair is fair, right?”

Jenna nodded. “Besides, you can’t hide anything from me anyway.” She winked. Rick grinned nervously and slowly stripped his clothes off. Jenna’s eyes sparkled as she saw his cock spring free of his shorts and the hum of his excitement grew even louder. When he was nude, the phantom hand squeezed him again and pulled, this time more than a simple tug. Rick didn’t resist as Jenna drew him close with just a thought. She lifted up her arms and clasped her hands behind his head, her forearms resting on his shoulders. His hand found purchase on her hips. They didn’t embrace yet, so their bodies stayed a few inches apart. Rick’ penis throbbed between them, both acutely aware of his excitement growing quickly.

“Sorry,” said Rick. “I really didn’t mean to peep on you.”

“Oh, I know,” said Jenna. “Still, all things considered I’m kind of glad that you did.” She leaned forward and kissed Rick full on the lips. Her hands slid down to his upper back and she pressed herself against him. Rick pressed back, jerking slightly as his cock made contact with her abdomen. She slowly moved against him, rubbing him with her abs, and causing his hips to twitch as they kissed for several minutes. As the kiss went on, Jenna fed energy directly into Rick, energy which flowed down his spine and poured into his cock, exciting him even more, and making his nerves extra sensitive. His cock tingled with magical pleasure. Before he knew it, Rick was practically humping against her, and he broke the kiss with a loud gasp as he shot to edge. Jenna’s magic made the touch of her flesh too intense, and Rick clutched her tightly as he came, ejaculating between their bellies. Jenna pulled back slightly from Rick and helped steady him as she drank in the energies of his pleasure and his orgasm. She looked down and was a little surprised at how much fluid he had produced.

Rick caught his breath and blushed. “Wow. I hadn’t… I hadn’t realized it had been a while. I’m not usually that quick.”

Jenna giggled. “I was cheating a little.” She winked again and Rick laughed. “Still, that was just the appetizer. Now that your first shot is out of the way, we can take it slow.”

Rick glanced around. “Do we have time?” he said.

Jenna looked around as well. “I’m pretty sure we got a couple hours before the others get back.” She paused. “If not, Lilly and Cathy will sense what’s up and give us some privacy.”

“Good,” said Rick, and he kissed her once more.

Sandy and the Boy Next Door

NOTE: This story takes place in my Sex Mage World setting and is also a revised version of an earlier story of mine called Sandy the Psychic Cougar. I didn't really care for how that one turned out, so I decided to do a new version, incorporated into the SMW.

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As Sandy stepped out of her house to collect the mail, she noted her next door neighbors busily loading their car with luggage. Hank and Greta Jones were packing up for a two month road trip across the states. Sandy walked over to the edge of the fence. “Time for the voyage already?” she called.

Hank huffed as he tossed the last suitcase into the back of the car, and said, “Yep! Okay, Greta, anything we’re forgetting?”

“No, I don’t think so,” said Greta, checking to make sure she had the keys. “Let me just wake Max to let him know we’re leaving…” As she said this, their son Max, a tall, lanky, blond haired young man of 19 stepped sleepily out of the house.

“Aw, you guys are ready already?” he yawned. “I could have helped.” He waved to Sandy, who smiled and waved back.

“No problem,” said Hank. He gave his son a hug and said, “Well, take care of the house, and if anything goes wrong, you can call Sandy here.” He turned to Sandy and grinned. “Make sure he stays out of trouble, huh?”

Sandy laughed, and said, “Oh, don’t worry, I’ll watch him like a hawk.” She winked at Max, who smiled sheepishly. Sandy smiled back as she sensed the slight buzz of his loins, a mixture of just-faded morning wood and a spark of attraction as he looked at her.

Just A Little Scene: So Glad

“Wow,” said Rebecca, looking at Jim’s nude form. His cock was stiff and his balls tight as he stood up ramrod straight. From the look in his eye, he wanted nothing more than to pounce on her and ravage her, but her magic held him fast. “Six weeks of blue balls? I know it’s tough for you single guys, but come on, you’re telling me in six weeks, you couldn’t convince a chick to get you off?”

Jim struggled against her magic, looking at her pleadingly. Rebecca was still dressed in a tank top and skirt, and she could see his desperate wishes to see her nude. However, that wish paled in comparison to his need to orgasm. “I don’t… have much luck… with women…” he said.

“Clearly,” said Rebecca, smiling with amusement. “Well, I guess you’re incredibly lucky I decided to come to your rescue. I could hear your balls roaring like a jet engine from across the bar. Last time I heard a man’s cock sound that desperate was when my sister was punishing her husband with three months of denial.”

Rebecca smiled as she grasped his penis and he winced, letting out a long sigh at the relief of finally being touched. “You know, I have to admit, I am sooo glad I’m not a boy. You guys just have it so hard, you know?” She squeezed his cock for emphasis, which made him shudder with pleasure. She slowly started stroking him and he let out a long moan. “I mean, I’m sure it was hard enough with women being able to jerk you around by your cocks in the old days already, but then we all end up with these magic powers, and you guys become completely and utterly helpless before us, all because of your silly little need to spurt your goo. Nope. I don’t envy you at all.”

Jim gasped at her touches. “It wouldn’t be so… so bad if you women hadn’t… made it so we couldn’t… couldn’t do it ourselves… and you weren’t always… radiating lust…”

“Well, yeah, obviously. But you have to admit, keeping all you boys constantly hard and horny, pumping out all that energy for us to use, that’s a pretty sweet deal. I mean, you guys get to wallow in sex all the time, and we get to use our magic whenever we want. Only took a hundred years for all us women to wise up to that tactic.”

She began to stroke faster. “Of course, most guys have a girlfriend or lover or heck even a family member if it comes to that willing to get their rocks off after just a couple of weeks, tops. But guys like you? Single guys who just don’t know how to pick up chicks? I admit, I don’t really get you. I mean, in this day in age, you’d think every guy would learn at least a little savvy just as a sheer survival instinct. I mean, six weeks! How are you not going ballistic?”

Jim was gasping and moaning near constantly now, shuddering as her every stroke sent sharp bolts of pleasure through him, churning the unspent cum in his balls. “Please,” he gasped. “I’ll do anything you want, just let me cum!”

Rebecca grinned. “Oh, I know you’ll do anything I want. I can just use my magic to seize control of you, body and mind, and make you my puppet. In fact, the hornier you are, the more easily I can control you. So, actually, I’ve got a lot more incentive to not let you cum, if you’re going to offer me ‘anything I want’ from you.”

Tears rolled down Jim’s cheeks, and he shuddered again, toes curled, hands balled into fists as he fought against the grip of her magic. It was no use, of course; a woman’s magical bonds were stronger and more thorough than any rope or shackles could possibly be. He may as well have been trapped in a solid block of concrete. He was utterly helpless to stop her from teasing him to the point of insanity, just from her simple caress. Suddenly, she let go, and Jim sagged heavily. Had her magic not been holding him up, he would have probably dropped to his knees.

She leaned back on her bed and spread her legs, slipping her left hand down into her panties. She lay back and sighed contentedly as she began to lightly touch herself, slowly rubbing until she was thoroughly wet, then working her fingers into herself. She forced back a giggle at seeing Jim’s pained expression of jealousy and acute lust. “How long has it been since you could do this, hm? Since you could just masturbate and give yourself all the orgasms you wanted? Do you even remember?” She let out a soft gasp as her fingers brushed her clit in just the right way. She began to roll her clit between to fingers, teasing herself a bit. “I remember… when my brother… couldn’t anymore. When Mom cut him off… he was so devastated…” She squirmed and inserted her fingers into herself again, moving them rhythmically in and out. With her free hand, she clutched the pillow behind her. “He begged and he… he screamed and cried… but Mom wouldn’t hear of it… every time he threw… another fit… she would add… another week… to his… his… oh, god, to his…” She arched her back as she bucked into her hand. “RELEASE!” she cried out as she came.

Jim stared with wide eyes and open mouth watching her cum. His cock was nearly quivering with pent up tension; her masturbation had half fried him with lust and need. She eased herself down, before slowly withdrawing her fingers. She sat back up and reached her hand up to Jim’s face, wiping her fluids over his upper lip and sticking her fingers into his mouth. Jim whimpered as he sucked the juices from her fingers.

“Well?” she said. “How long since you could masturbate?”

He spoke through ragged breaths, shivering every time he inhaled and caught the scent of her pussy. “Well, I’ve… stroked for a… a couple girls here and there, but…”

“Well, yeah, but I mean, when’s the last time you could do it without a girl letting you? When did you get the block put on you?”

“I dunno… maybe 15 years… or so…”

Rebecca’s eyes widened. “15 years! Wow, you got cut off early!” She shook her head. “Seriously, I can’t even imagine…” She reached up and brushed her fingertips along his rigid cock, causing him to shake.

“Please,” said Jim. His lower lip was trembling. “No more teasing! I can’t stand it! Please, just let me cum!”

Rebecca smiled sympathetically, then leaned forward and gave his penis tip a tender peck. The mere touch of her soft lips sent a surge of pleasure through him than ground him along the fine edge of release so intensely, he nearly blacked out. But he did not cum.

“Silly boy,” said Rebecca. “Like I told you in the bar, if you want me, then we’re taking this at my pace. I’ll let you cum alright, but we’ll do it when I’m ready for you. You’ve waited six weeks, I don’t think another twenty-four hours is going to be that big a deal, right?” She didn’t wait for his response before she reached out and licked him from base to tip with her tongue, sending him reeling in exquisite agony. She grinned. “Didn’t think so.”

Just A Little Scene: Secretly Caught

Jen and Sandra, two young women recently awakened to the powers of Sex Magic, were walking through the woods taking a shortcut to a friends’ house, when they suddenly became aware of a throng of aroused males nearby. Jen could hear a loud chorus of hums, while Sandra could see a set of glows off to their right. The girls looked and saw what looked like a treehouse up on a large oak. The two traded glances and grins as they realized they had stumbled upon a secret collection of boys doing something very naughty indeed.

The two crept up to the treehouse and extended their senses further. Their abilities were already quite acute, and they could easily “see” and “hear” what was going on. Seven boys, all teens, were sitting on the floor of the treehouse, gathered around a laptop computer. The computer was playing an old pornographic movie, one of the classics from before women had started gaining sex powers. All seven boys had their hard cocks exposed and were stroking themselves as they watched the video. The boys were so horny and wrapped up in their show, they barely noticed each other, much less the two girls creeping up to the base of the tree below them.

Jen and Sandra watched with their senses, fascinated at the unexpected show. They could sense the boys’ pleasure and exhilaration, as well as a thread of guilt or fear running through each one. Easily reading their dirty thoughts, Jen and Sandra quickly knew the names, appearance, and sexual desires of each of the boys. They recognized two from their own class at school. They also now knew that the boys were all forbidden to pleasure themselves, at least without permission, but were fortunate enough to not have had their mothers, girlfriends, or other women, lock down their ability to masturbate or orgasm. All seven boys were still, however, masturbating “illegally.” For some, this only added to the excitement. For others, they were simply far too horny to care.

As the boys continued to watch and stroke to the porno, featuring two strapping, big-dicked men pounding it to several hot young women, they began to approach orgasm. The hums got louder and the glows grew brighter.

The two girls traded a glance and had to cover their mouths to stifle their giggles as an evil thought shot through both their heads. The two girls reached up, hands outstretched, then clenched their hands into fists. They seized the boys’ cocks with their magic and shut off their ability to orgasm! Then, unable to contain their laughter, they dashed off as all seven boys let out loud groans of frustration as they were cut off right at the moment before climax!

Jen and Sandra didn’t stay to watch their suffering, but they could only imagine the boys desperately masturbating for hours, trying to get off to their silly porno and failing, only to come crawling back home, where their mothers would instantly sense what they had been doing, and would likely punish them further, extending their lack of relief! The thought inspired their girls to masturbate themselves to blissful orgasms before falling asleep that night.