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The Wet Witches of West Town

Chapter 12

She held him firmly in her grasp with her arms, legs, even the muscles of her pussy hung on to him; but all of those were just peripheral. What had him trapped was her phasmanus. It wrapped his body in a gentle but unbreakable blanket of force. She lifted them from the bed with just the desire to do so.

Sheryl suddenly snapped, “Cindy! Put him down this instant! You are too new to this to handle another like this. You could hurt him without meaning to!”

Jay was comfortable in her embrace and said, “No, it’s OK, she has a touch you can’t imagine!! I have been handled by Witches much more experienced and never felt so soft a touch!”

“That may be true but she is too new to this for her to take a chance like this. Cindy baby, you need to come down now and turn him loose.” Pam said softly.

Cindy had lifted them several feet off the bed and was easily supporting them. She relaxed her desire to float and they slowly sank back to the bed. Once her back had sunk into the bed and settled, Jay felt her grip on him soften away to nothing except her physical hold. She squeezed him with a full body hug and then even that slipped away.

“That was just soooo good Jay.” She cooed in his ear and then kissed him a last time before fully freeing him. “May I go to the bathroom now Jay?”

He carefully dismounted from the bed, never putting any weight on her tummy, and then leaned over her for a kiss. “Anything you want my Princess!” He helped her up and patted her ass as they went to the bathroom. She swished it back and forth, feeling more alive than ever before in her life.

When they got to the toilet she stopped and sat. The butt plug was still firmly in place and doing its job quite well and she had other plans for this moment. Once she was seated she looked up at him and smiled. She reached out with her phantom appendage and ever so gently drew him to her. Her hands reached out and guided his cock into her mouth. Her hands then slipped around him and gripped his firm buttocks. Her gentle attentions as she slowly wrapped her tongue around this that had so pleased her were in a surprisingly short time rewarded as she “breathed” new life into him. He grew and firmed as she stroked him slowly in and out of her soft lips. Every third or fourth time she would let it pop free for just a second and then she would envelope it again. His hands were on her hair but he made no effort to guide or force her.

When he was again rock hard she allowed it free and looked up at him and grinned. “I want us to trade places Jay. I think YOU need to sit on this potty for a bit. Don’t you?”

She took him back in and he moaned, “Oh yes Ma’am I think I better! My knees are feeling sort of weak!”

Cindy rose and kissed him as she turned him around and pressed him into a sitting position. She never parted her lips from his as she climbed aboard. Now astraddle him and atop his turgid pole she began a slow strong rhythm. He was deeply planted in her now and her full weight was pressing him in all the way. It felt just heavenly and she took her time slowly working him into her sweet spot of desire. When they were both getting a lot breathless and close, she whispered in his ear what she wanted. He put his hands under her ass and lifted her up until he was standing with her still impaled on his cock. He backed her over the toilet and they returned to their dance of pleasure.

When she couldn’t bear it for another second, she pulled herself tight to him and whispered in a hoarse voice, “Now Jay; oh God, now!!! Please!”

He was now straddling the toilet himself and in almost one motion he ripped the plug from her ass with his right hand and sat. The cock crushing contractions of Cindy’s wild gyrations as she came in hard long waves and the enema burst forth were more than any man could have stood. With a loud throaty roar Jay lost all hope and poured himself into Cindy for a second time. As long as Cindy came she was pulling him along with her as she discovered that the phasmanus could reach places inside herself as well as those outside. To Jay it was as if her pussy suddenly became a thing alive, sucking him in and rhythmically massaging him, like a runaway milking machine on a silly farm boy’s cock. He couldn’t stop cumming and his screams went up in pitch as Cindy “milked him dry”, not leaving a drop in him.

She looked over his shoulder in time to see her Mom and Aunt Pam as they came running into the room. “Shit Sheryl, it looks like she is trying to fuck him to death. She is definitely your Daughter! Cindy, it is considered bad luck if you kill your first. I know he will die happy, but he really looks about used up.”

Cindy, Sheryl and Pam all cracked up and when she began to laugh Cindy felt her grip on him lost. He still hung onto her though and shuddered every once in a while as she continued to experience little feathery cummies as she expelled the last of her enema. Since it was pretty obvious that Jay was in no shape to stand and lift them off the toilet, Sheryl and Pam used their powers to raise Cindy enough to disengage him from her and pull him from beneath her before settling her back down.

Once separated from her he struggled and then stood. “Thanks, I will tend to her now, it’s my job.” He stood in front of her and pulled her face to his stomach and held her as the last drops of the enema dripped and then she was done. He stood there holding her for a long time and then leaned her forward and wiped her clean. This time he let her step from the toilet to the bidet, not making any effort to carry her. He was still shaking and knew it wouldn’t be a good thing to try. He lovingly washed her clean and then gave her wet but thoroughly clean pussy one last kiss before standing and helping her up. Hand in hand they returned to the other room. Pam and Sheryl helped them get dressed and then taking their hands, ported them away.

When the port was done, Cindy saw that they were back in her suite where she had spent the night. There was a cart covered with all manner of snacks and finger foods. The bed had been made and the covers turned down.

Cindy’s Mom smiled at them, “You two kids look sort of shot, Cindy doesn’t have to be anywhere for a few hours so why don’t you kids take a shower and sack out for a little while. We’ll come get you when it’s time to continue your orientation.”

Cindy looked at Jay and agreed that he looked pretty shot. She was tired, but it was a live wire sort of tired and she doubted she could sleep. A little rest sounded good and some quiet time did too. Pam and Sheryl kissed them both and then hand in hand ported away.

“Come on.” She told Jay. “Lets take a shower and I will tuck you in before you fall asleep standing and fall and hurt yourself.” She shook her head, the poor Baby looked shot!

She undressed them and took him into the shower. She loved the feel of his firm tight body but when she got playful he moaned so piteously she relented and just settled for washing them and feeling him up most thoroughly. They dried and she put him in bed. She sat beside him and fed him a few grapes until she turned to him and found him asleep.

Chuckling she ate a few of the sweet rolls and drank a glass of milk then crawled under the covers to snuggle and relax. Her body molded itself to his and she sighed at how nice it felt. While she was not a virgin, this was the first time she had ever actually let a guy “sleep” with her and it was nicer than she had thought. His firm ass pressed back against her and her hands reached around him fondling his soft sweet sleeping manhood. It was amazing to her how something could be so soft and yet become so unyielding. As she played with him it plumped up a bit but that was all. He moaned in his sleep and she grinned and decided that he needed his sleep…for a little while anyway. She thought that if she let him rest for an hour or so then maybe she could interest him is some more play.

That last herbal enema had more than lived up to its advertising, she normally would be pretty well satisfied with the really fine efforts he had already made, but she still felt this…itch that she wanted him to scratch. It was while she was laying there holding his cock in hand and thinking about what she wanted to do with it if she could raise it from the dead one more time that she feel asleep herself.