I had always known dating a witch would be interesting, but nothing could have prepared me for this. Since Tiffany and I had started dating she had been pushing boundaries sexually, using her magic to make things interesting. Making me last longer, enhancing her own looks and ability to orgasm, but what she did this weekend really takes the cake.
“So Adam, I wanted to try something new tonight, I want to bring a girl into the bedroom.” She said with a sly look. If I had a little more presence of mind I would have questioned her, but all my mind heard was threesome with two girls. I jumped and told her yes. While I was busy thinking about how great tonight was going to be, she mumbled a few words in a language I didn’t understand then the world went white.
When I came to, something immediately felt off, and I felt two great weights on my chest, looking down I realized I had tits. It was very clear immediately that I was a girl, and I could also feel hair tickling my neck, shoulders, and back. Needless to say I was a bit surprised by this. Looking around I saw Tiffany smiling at me and wearing a black strap-on dildo.
Now you don’t start dating a witch unless you’re an open-minded person, so realizing what Tiffany had in mind I just gazed at the dildo strapped to her crotch and whispered, “I’m game.”
She got a wicked grin on her face, and pushed me onto the bed, positioning me doggy style over a cushion. I guess she had also made my body hyper-sensitive as I could tell I was already soaking wet. Taking position behind me, she ran her fingers over my new pussy, making sure I was good and ready. The sensations were foreign to me and as he fingers glided over my clit an electric jolt of pleasure coursed through me, causing me to gasp in pleasure.
She then positioned the strap-on right at my pussy and asked if I was ready. I nodded eagerly, there was a moment of pressure as the bulb of the strap-on pressed against my pussy, then there was nothing but pleasure as she pounded in and out of me. My entire world literally exploded into a starburst of colors and all I could do was lay there and let her keep fucking me.
One great thing about lesbian sex I was finding out, no recovery time. My body was wracked with orgasm after orgasm, and Tiffany’s strap-on never needed to recover. My mouth was wide open and I was constantly moaning, but suddenly I felt my moans silenced as Tiffany put a ball-gag in my mouth.
Giving up even the ability to speak really sent me over the edge, I was completely at her mercy, and it was only making me wetter. By now my juices were constantly flowing, allowing her to steadily keep pumping into me. I don’t know how long we fucked, but the whole night was about me, and it was a constant stream of pleasure and orgasms.
We finally collapsed into bed, and Tiffany barely had the presence of mind to undo my gag. We fell asleep almost immediately as we were both exhausted. Tiffany because she had been fucking me all night, and me because my body was completely spent from cumming. When we woke up in the morning, we both giggled and she asked. “So, how did you like it?”
My only response was to blush, and then to dive under the covers to try and repay my wife for the good hard fucking she gave me the night before.
